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paradisalost2011-07-18 01:22 pm
solar-absorber.livejournal.com) wrote in paradisalost2011-07-18 01:22 pm
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[After waking up in a strange room with no sign of his daughter Jenny, Apollo decided to explore the room to see if he can find any hints of where he is. It doesn't take long for him to discover the journal and flip through it curiously. While flipping through he picks up fragments like 'castle' and 'Paradisa'. It seemed to be the only way of contacting people in the room. Now wasn't the time to be shy. He had his daughter to find.]
Hi. I don’t really know how you’re supposed to start writing these things. Never been the journal writing kind of guy unless you count that Dear Abby letter I wrote one time as a joke. Well, Midnighter thought it was a joke but that’s a whole other story. The bottom line here is I’m looking for my daughter. She’s got long brown hair and brown eyes. She’s eight but she acts like she’s going on thirty. Anyone seen her?
And Jenny, if you’re reading this respond ASAP and tell me where you are. I don’t know what’s going on but I plan to find out.
[That said he closed the journal and carried it with him when he left the room. He wasn't going to get answer any quicker by just sitting around.]
[ooc: Open to any part of the castle you want to find him wandering around.]
Hi. I don’t really know how you’re supposed to start writing these things. Never been the journal writing kind of guy unless you count that Dear Abby letter I wrote one time as a joke. Well, Midnighter thought it was a joke but that’s a whole other story. The bottom line here is I’m looking for my daughter. She’s got long brown hair and brown eyes. She’s eight but she acts like she’s going on thirty. Anyone seen her?
And Jenny, if you’re reading this respond ASAP and tell me where you are. I don’t know what’s going on but I plan to find out.
[That said he closed the journal and carried it with him when he left the room. He wasn't going to get answer any quicker by just sitting around.]
[ooc: Open to any part of the castle you want to find him wandering around.]
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You're right about that. But sometimes just because we don't see the point doesn't mean there isn't one.
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I know. But it does tend to mean I still don't see the point.
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It tends to be easier to just stay out of the rivalry all together.
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Something I wish people I knew back home could do, but since they couldn't, I really couldn't either. Until recently. It's hard accepting that you have to back down and let someone else handle things on their own.
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It is hard. Believe me, I know a bit about how you feel. But you can't expect people to rely on others all the time. Sometimes they need to sort themselves out.
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[ the huge irony to her being that she's the one always relying on others; she's never been able to (in her mind) be replied upon. ]
It'd be nice if there was someone around who they could rely on at least some of the time.
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One day they'll probably need someone like that. Just be patient until the time comes.
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[ this is such a strange experience for her, but thanks, random newcomer. reaffirmation is a nice thing. ]
I'm pretty good at waiting, I've found.
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Sometimes it's all you can do.
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You're right.
[ Especially for women alskjdf oh the things people believe based on culture alone. ]