mythopoeics

It was like someone has answered his needs and tailored this around him. There were so many of them to keep him healthy and alive that Jubokko had, at first, hesitated.

It lasted barely a few seconds. Restraining himself from behaving like a man dying from thirst, he waited it out, watched for his moment before sliding his hands around the young man's bared neck. There was first only a careful pull before he tumbled into a hard tug, drawing and feeding off the drugged creature until he left enough for the man to survive. Within a few hours, he targeted another patient, this one that he had no connection to. By the time he left, he felt more at peace - more whole than he ever had.

This was more his style. There was no tracing things back to him. Things happened in asylums, especially in such an era. And no one was going to stop him from not milking this for all it was worth.

[ Why she'd been plagued with such bad cooking luck, she didn't know. The oil had been safe at first, she figured, but when she spilled some of it onto her hand and shrieked loud enough for the neighbors to hear, she understood that somewhere down the line, karma had it in for her. ]

i will have some difficulty posting for some days, but i think i am quiet enough anyway?

[ filter; brothers | language: korean ]
i burned myself last night but please don't worry! please come visit though?

[ Eve was here. Eve was here. And Adam, a man who often knew what to do, just didn't know what to do. Speaking to her without admitting his identity had gone over well enough, but he knew that eventually, he'd want to meet her. And when he did, what would he say that he hadn't already?

His fallout with Eve could have easily been avoided, but what was done was done. Eve confessed to blaming herself for what she did, and that was all he'd needed to hear. So why did he feel so apprehensive about approaching her? It was just Eve. She was, in the end, only a woman. But she was also one of the only two women he'd ever loved (Lilith was debatable; of course there were feelings, but maybe they were more sexual than romantic).

Ugh, women. ]

Today a woman brought in a stray Rottweiler who'd been so viciously abused, he whimpered throughout most of the appointment, until I gave him a sedative to treat his wounds. I will never understand the mindset of a person who abuses an animal.

Darling sister, I'll be home late tonight.

Hyacinth was a good worker, there was no disputing that. Sometimes Jubokko thought that if he offered the boy a dead body to dispose of that maybe Hyacinth would do so without blinking.

But there would be no more corpses for the boy to deal with. There wouldn't be any corpses now - if he could help it. Autumn had begun and he felt a trigger of annoyance as well as anxiety as he saw the trees around him lose their leaves. He was prone to looking at himself more often, fearing any grey hair, wrinkling of skin or lack of good health overall.

He couldn't become like that, no matter whether he was tree or human. He couldn't lose what made him so striking. And if someone had to die to keep him looking resplendent then so be it. Humans cared too little about the beauty around them. His forceful actions would be justified - if ever found out about.

[Hyacinth didn't want to keep thinking about Zurvan. He still loved Percival and Raven as siblings even if they weren't really siblings. That hardly mattered. It wasn't that that was bothering him, though. Still, entirely disclosing the details could have ended...in a way he didn't want it to. And the realization that he was working for him again? Well...that wasn't exactly comforting.]

Apparently I got a job in my absence.

[Filter: Hebe]
So I was thinking...that...we need to go get ice cream and maybe I could use a hug.

How are you? How's school stuff?

Oh.

So
This is
I

Is it time to go home yet? I'm so over this shit.

[Filter: Apollo]
We're in a whole new place where I didn't even know you and still you manage to steal my heart with little to no effort.

I was engaged and everything...and you saved my life and stole my heart all at the same time. That sounds so pathetic...but I guess that's okay.

Also...I hope I forget some of the things I did here.

[Filter: Private]
I helped bury dead bodies. I helped bury dead bodies. WHAT HAPPENED? WHAT IS MY ENTIRE LIFE? I AM ENGAGED AND WORKING FOR A MAN THAT KILLS PEOPLE AND THEN MAKES ME BURY THEIR BODIES! How in fucking fuck do I even end up in these situations. Fuck. I don't know if I can tell anyone ever. EVER!

[Filter: Percival]
How are you? Are you still okay? Please be okay

I...uh...Can I ask you something-
Well, I guess it would be more like telling you something. Maybe I shouldn't- Preferably this situation would involve you not giving me a look over the journal and judging me. Or anything like that. I'd tell Raven and Hebe but I don't think- It's sort of safer with you because you aren't here right now to look at me

[Filter: Hebe & Raven]
Are you settling in okay? I've left some food in the fridge. Please help yourselves.

[Filter: Jubokko]
How are you feeling? Is there anything I can get for you, sir?

[Filter: Apollo]

[Filter: Apollo]
I can't stop thinking about- I wish I could- You see, the thing is I'm actually engaged, but I didn't want to say so I have no idea what I'm doing

Hi. I think I l- No. Don't be stupid, Hyacinth I was hoping to check in on you. To see if you'd healed up okay. Habit. This has nothing to do with habit, though You have a nice smile I'm a girl Working in a doctor's office will do that to you.

I'm still grateful for your making sure I didn't die, so if there's anything I can do to be of assistance, please let me know. Of course, I'm sure there isn't much I can do if you're in Camelot and I'm in Niflheim. Ugh I'm sorry. I'm not normally this...verbose. I just wanted to be sure you were healing okay and nothing terrible had come of your bravery absolutely selfless act keeping myself from dying.

[There was something about war. It wasn't the defense of a land beloved or the pride soldiers had as they marched to death or glory. It was all about the blood that spilled and soaked into the soil, nurturing and forever becoming apart of the world. Jubokko couldn't explain why it just nearly excited him into the best of moods but it was a fact with him.

The war between Niflheim and Iriy only mattered at all to him because of this. He was aware his assistant had a brother in the army but that was Hyacinth's problem. At least Jubokko had the tact and sense to not say anything that he was feeling. How unrefined that would be.]

[Filter: Amaterasu]

Sister. I was thinking between patients that I should check on you.

[Filter: Public]

The world seems to be getting more and more complicated by the day. I wonder just what grand changes should be expected before the year is out.

[Merlin doesn't know who did it, nor does he care why or how- he is thinking how to exploit this to his advantage: by claiming it was an assassination attempt, even if it was not.]

[Filter: Manthing]

i'm not dead

asshole

[Filter: Public]

[the handwriting is sloppy and strained]

To the people of Camelot, it is my duty to inform you that as I was injured by what could've been the attempts of an assassin - Lady Igraine will be taking my place for the time being. I ask you all to support her and know that my full trust is on her.

Beloved sister, I thank you for shouldering these responsibilities and know you will exceed all expectations.

I think tips are very nice. ♥

[ filter; jubokko ]
I miss you, brother.

[ filter; helios ]
Stop being busy, you!

[ filter: private ]

You are going to tell me everything. I care not what it takes, I am not afraid.

This is the only thing I have to go on at this point. This, and that he was going to meet a foreigner, which isn't much.

And I worry. It has been too long - too long for

...darling, darling, why couldn't you have just stayed put? This is why you never should have done anything without me.

[ end filter ]

I'm lucky that Sayaka enjoys spending time with her grandmother.

It's very helpful, having family so close to watch her when I need to run errands. Especially when it is something this important.

( a person is being deprived of all of their light )

It was late when he reached Camelot. Though he had left sometime on Tuesday, he had had a few distraction on his way. None were unpleasant at the very least, leaving him feeling healthier and refreshed each time. If Hyacinth only knew then he might be glad that nothing resulted in anyone's demise. Death wasn't necessary majority of the time, after all. It was only in cases when he was weakened somehow or aggravated. Or simply wanted to. Leaving a trail of bodies was detrimental to the big plan, however.

Returning to his arrival, he made sure to check in somewhere under a false name and using a Niflheimian accent. Word did not need to get around that another Ryugunese was in town, especially not a doctor and not a Jubokko.

His sister could use a surprise. The kind that let him take care of his curiosity. Why, she might even have some delicious friends.

[He was tired. Honestly and truly tired. He'd managed to get around a cold without much trouble, something he was glad for. He hadn't wanted to deal with it. It had taken some vitamin C and get a little more sleep. It had meant pushing aside things that he wanted to do to get that sleep, but it wasn't worth the cold that would hit him.

He was going to take a weekend to see Eve and relax. Hopefully he wouldn't make a terrible impression. He'd get her something. A present. That should do well.]

[Filter: Eve]
This weekend. I'd like to visit if it wouldn't be a problem. I would've come earlier, but I was a little under the weather and I didn't want to get anyone sick. Probably for Saturday.

[Filter: Hebe]
How are you? Has that brother of mine been behaving himself? Did you get the kitten?

[Filter: Public]
Today's been a good day, actually. Now that I'm not partly sick I got enough sleep and lunch was good and it was nice out. I stubbed my toe, but I'm okay with that. It didn't really hurt that much anyway. Okay, so it fucking hurt, but...I'm being optimistic...or something. At least not for very long.

[Uriel had been in an off mood all day, and coming home to Death, he'd been drained beyond measure. Earlier that morning, a patient had died on his table, having bled for profusely that it would've been impossible to save her. Her name had been Elizabeth -- a rather pretty name, he thought later -- and he'd been the one to contact her family.

And so he came home to his wife with hands so clean, it was as if he hadn't dealt with death mere hours ago. The death of a patient was never easy. But Uriel knew better than to take it personally. If the Maker took, then there was nothing he could do, yet still it bothered him so. Not enough to speak about it, but enough to allow his mood to suffer for it.

Still awake and unable to sleep, he would consult his journal for a second opinion.]

[filtered away from death, in-laws, and all family]
How is one meant to deal with the death of a patient?

[Filter: Private]
There's a good chance I'm getting sick. I have to nip this in the bud before it gets too bad. Ugh. So sleepy. I'll eat lunch early if I can manage it and nap on my lunch break. Vitamin C works, right?

Please work...

[Filter: Public]
Bread is such a lovely thing. Pointless statement, but that's how I feel right now. Also bagels. Maybe I should eat I might be in the middle of making breakfast. Jubokko, do you want some? And admiring it for how lovely it is.

Ah, my feet are sore! It's nice to be home, but it's even nicer to take off my boots and wiggle my toes.

[filter; ra]
♥

[She had been so beautiful with inky black hair that fell straight and porcelain white skin that could make the fairest in all the land quiver with jealousy. Her hands had been soft, as if never having seen a hour's worth of worth and her teeth could have made dentists weep in worship.

It was all past tense for a reason. Jubokko leaned on his elbows, looking down at the body on his table, dispassion in his eyes and heart (but he was exquisite from what he has stolen from her). She'd never have the nerve to try to bribe her way out of her bills. Never again would the stupid bitch think so lowly of him, as if he were a common man. He'd never been common. He'd even say he'd never been normal. There was something very much peculiar in the way he thought and behaved but he didn't press it, merely accepted it.

He removed her ruby bracelet and takes it aside to begin prying out the jewels. He didn't need them nor wanted them but the discovery of it would do him no good. It was too unique, it had to be taken apart. Whatever made her special, identifiable could not exist. They would be buried in different locations, allowed to rest until someone or something came along to dig them up.

Hours later, he wiped down table, removing any last trace of the woman. No one will find her, not with what he had done to her. The same way no one could connect any bodies found in Ryugu-jo to him, not anymore.]

[Filter: Public]

I have never liked weekend or holidays very much. I suppose that is the mark of a workaholic.

So Mango didn't eat my curtains. I consider this a win. ヾ(=ﾟ･ﾟ=)ﾉ But what I want to know is HOW DID HE LIVE WHEN I WAS GONE? Who fed him and changed his litter box? Who gave him love? （；へ：）

WHO BROKE IN AND FED MY CAT.

[Filter: Private]

It's all pointless. Stripping us of what makes us special, pitting people against one another without true reason and not even letting creatures like me feed off any of them as they fall. It's hard enough being something I'm not.

I miss the old days. I miss everything about the time when things made sense and I didn't have sobbing widows in my workspace that I can't even twist about in my grasp and feed off of.

So unbelievably pointless.

Interested parties:

Big shock - I'm the messenger!

If there is a need to communicate with or deliver things to and from the gladiators, requests shall be entertained herein.

[He was tired. It was a rare feeling to feel such exhaustion as he always found a way to collect during the day but the day had not been good and he hadn't been entirely attentive to how much he had been taking last week. Due to that neglect, it wasn't just tiredness but he felt his limbs ache, saw his skin had gone paler. The rich browns and reds of his hair had suffered and he saw a few strands of silver among them.

He resisted the urge to tear them out (not pluck, it wasn't a delicate feeling). He always selected patients who just came in to complain about something and, knowing fully well there was nothing wrong with them, he would give them a real reason to complain. But the day had seen truly sick individuals, some even canceling. With the rain, people didn't linger long and he couldn't find a way to snatch anything on his way home either.

Perhaps dinner out would afford him a chance to restore himself.]

I am hungry~ Look, I don't even lie Recommend to me a place to eat, kind strangers.

Morpheus- the laundry, mate, all I asked for was for you to do the laundry. Was it too much? Apparently. All there is to wear are leopard print trousers which are for girls - I'm on my last pair of boxer shorts and this shirt is wrinkled as-

Someone needs to go get pasta sauce from the supermarket, and there are no clothes in the apartment. This is a problem. Ty are you listening? This is a problem.

[Filter: Private]

Everyone's a type of normal here. Bubbly and bright, quiet and inhibited. Some a little slow, a few quite sharp. Some so vocal and some likely preferring filters over public chatter. One abuser of emoticons. And many love sharing music. But they are normal.

Normal is something I reject and it rejects me. How will they take to me? Will one interfere with my way of bring because they feel it's wrong?

Perhaps I will never tell them the truth. I don't think their families and friends would enjoy having a missing person in their lives.