Seraphim Dias
27 May 2013 @ 12:01 pm
 
We don't all know each other, do we? We hoard so many secrets, because it feels safer, it feels quiet and better if we just don't give into what we want to say.

I don't say a lot. I can't. I lost the ability to speak three weeks after I turned fifteen. My mother thought it was for attention, she thought it was because I was being dramatic. I think it's the opposite of dramatic. No more voice. My voice flew away.

Everyone keeps asking for stories but I think what people really want is to learn about each other. I don't have a lot of stories.

My name is Seraphim. I've been here a year. I'm seventeen. I'm a twin. I don't speak. I don't know how to be alone, but I spend a lot of my time alone. I had a boyfriend, once, who used to call me little dove, and I think I loved the pet name more than I loved him. I play the piano and the violin. I hate going to temple, and I hate church even more. I tried to use math to prove that my brother will be alone for the rest of his life. I miss my mask.

This is the bravest thing I've ever done.

[Encrypted to Medical]

I have a bottle of drugs - they're anti-psychotics, I don't need them, I'm not crazy, I think you should probably take them from me.
 
 
Jᴀᴍᴇs T. Kɪʀᴋ
27 May 2013 @ 04:28 pm
Fight Club, Holodeck 3. Hand-to-hand combat only. Spectators welcome.

I'm looking for another supervisor. If you're interested, drop me a line.



[ooc: ACCOMPANYING LOG.]
 
 
lucrezia ☩  borgia
Dante had said, remember tonight! for it is the beginning of always.

What shall we be doing tonight, Tranquility?

[ it is late but not too late and Lucrezia is keen on avoiding nightmares and so sleep is not a Thing. ]

I shall be spending my own in the garden. I never before slept upon grass.