( colligo ¬ get collected ) → network.

I've read far too much on alien pregnancies and births. I really can't stop imagining it all those ways. There's one species that gives birth through the skin of their foot...Like it rips apart so the alien baby can get out.

I need to stop reading these.

My baby is due in five weeks.

No. He can stay in there. He's not coming out. </s>I'm not ready</s>

I am sick unto death of everyone attempting to guess at my motivations. You're wrong. Every single one of you. And the worst part is that everyone takes Damon's word as gospel, as if being obsessed with me for more than a century makes him some sort of expert. I honestly don't know why I bother to care about this at all, but it's annoying- Both the caring and the assumptions.

I'm going to go find me a few locals to drain, maybe a bar to frequent, and a boy, or a girl, to fuck because I don't want to deal with this shit any more today.

[Hello, this was supposed to be a secret!]

I suppose this makes a perverse sort of sense.

Would there happen to be a healer available to make housecalls?

I know that many doctors and healers were lost in the explosion, and I wish to offer my services to those who remain.

( Filtered to people from her world )

( Filtered to Gwen and Morgana )

( Filtered to Ariadne, Eames and Arthur )

( Filtered to Merlin and Harry )

( Filtered to Morpheus )

Why does everyone keep going on about "Mother's Day"? I've never heard of such a thing. And by Andraste's boots what does it have to do with flowers?

If that was Colligo poking fun at next month for me, it wasn't cool.

I don't look forward to getting older.

I'm going to need to find something to do with my time here, since it seems that I am going to be stuck here.

Though I'm not sure I've any skills outside killing darkspawn and healing people who made a mess of trying to kill darkspawn. And there's a distinct lack of darkspawn here. Not that I'm complaining about that fact. They're nasty, evil things.

If I don't get my son back right now I swear to the Maker I will freeze you from the inside out. I will make SURE it's extremely painful.

I also demand you return my companion Duncan before he stabs one of you. King Maric and the First Warden will not take kindly to you interfering with our mission!

NOW WHERE IS MY SON?!