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Sep. 2nd, 2011

Do you know what I'm getting really tired of? People trying to goad me into fights. Particularly when they're not subtle about it.

It may have worked when I was fifteen or so, but I've actually matured since then. It's a shame the same can't be said for some others.

{VIDEO}

[all you people who are daydreaming about making out and the like? are kind of nudging Azula's imagination in one particular direction]

[she's sitting at her desk in the Vatican, writing something in a piece of paper... and then suddenly it cuts to a girl sneaking up behind her and throwing her arms around her neck]

[Azula shakes her head and the image dissipates, only to be replaced by another one with the same girl about ten seconds later-- this time she approaches Azula from the front, leaning in and kissing her on the lips--]

[-- and it's gone again, back to Azula at the desk]

[one last time the scene changes, this time showing the two of them lying on a bed, full-blown making out and possibly getting a little... hot and heavy]

[back in reality, Azula makes a face, puts away her things, and leaves the room to go train]
[once again, the community is recording the tail end of a long fight between Azula and a vampire-- it's her first since Kefka healed her leg with magic, and unlike the one that broke her leg in the first place, this one actually seems to be going her way]

[they're both fighting pretty hard, but Azula's slowly but surely backing him into a corner, hoping to get him at close range so it'll be easier to work against his haste mode; when he's against a wall and she's about five feet away, she suddenly stops using her fire and pulls out a gun, shooting him point-blank several times in the chest and head... aaaand he goes down, dead, the wounds hissing and fizzing]

[walking over to where she stashed her stuff while she fought, Azula notices that she's been recorded... and decides to play it cool by pretending to be The Most Badass and responding completely casually:]


That was a bit of a challenge, I suppose. I was impressed with his stamina. All in all, that was one of the better fights I've had in a while.

[... the effect is sort of ruined, though, when she turns back to collect the body and realizes that his head was nearly severed from his body by the force of the bullets-- she suddenly sways with nausea, closing her eyes tightly for a few long seconds]

Why does it always have to be beheading.

[she quickly turns off the feed]
For the second time I've been told that I'd do better to stay away from someone-- the same person, even-- because they're dangerous. It's funny that they don't take into consideration the fact that I might be dangerous, too.

I wonder at what point other people cut ties with someone because of things that they've done. It's not something that I've thought about much; there are a few people that I've gotten along with and then changed my mind about, but not very many. There are plenty of things that I'm more permissive of than most. It's part of being raised as a soldier, I suppose. I am curious, though-- at what point do you stop talking to someone because of their actions towards others?
Of all the viruses to repeat, it had to be that one.

I had no idea people here were so hormonal.

[that is sort of a joke, and an attempt to make things less awkward]

[it probably won't work]

{LOCKED FROM CUDDY AND LILITH}

The people who I love most don't understand why I need to do what I do. At the Vatican I'm not being useless, I'm actually accomplishing something, and I'm better and happier than I've been in over two years. They of all people should be able to see that.

Does anyone that I actually like feel like watching movies or something over here? I'm still resting a lot and I need a distraction.

{LOCKED TO ARADIA}Collapse )

{FAILED LOCK FROM CUDDY}

It shouldn't have made her come back.

This place is dangerous.
I didn't enjoy the beach party, as I knew I wouldn't-- but I didn't re-break my leg, even while sitting on Lilith's shoulders. It would have been fine if it were anywhere else, even with all the strange things that happened (Jack Sparrow, do you actually want all these pictures? I'm going to delete them off of my camera). However, I seem to have given at least one boy the impression that I can be easily convinced to do things. I think it's best for everyone that I clear that up.

I may usually be polite, but I'm not usually nice. If you want someone to do something for you, I am generally not the best person to go to. I understand that I might have given some people the wrong impression by showing up at a party that I clearly had no real desire to go to, but I had my reasons, and none of them involved being an easily-persuaded or indulgent person. And for now, I'm just glad to be off of that world.

That is all.

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