PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

Oh. I forgot about this. I suppose I've been busy.

( Private )


.. I don't remember Cordelia's Demonology 101 class having anything on demons that breathe highly corrosive acid. True, it's been a while, but.. still. It seems like something I'd remember.

I had to look up what an earth pirate was, because the sailing ship vs. space ship bit was a bit odd for me. I've never seen a sailing vessel that couldn't at least skim the atmosphere. And then, of course, 'pirate' came up with an even knottier question of what kind of pirate, and from where, and when, so I've given up on that bit for the moment.

( Filtered ; Mr Gabriel Gray )

( Private )

I've apparently done something to my hand, which is odd-- it's usually a lot harder to damage than this. Still, I suppose I'll have to take a look at it.

I know that the younger me kept a toolbelt at the Hyperion. I don't suppose anyone's seen it?

[ooc: the Hyperion MINUS Tenel Ka and Jacen, PLUS whoever outside the Hyperion might be helping out with Tenel Ka]

I consulted Anakin Skywalker about what's going on, and from the conversation we had, I'm bringing everyone the synopsis of what we discussed.

If Jacen is not Caedus - which I again caution everyone not to assume. He doesn't deserve to be hunted for something no one can prove when he has been trying here - then he wouldn't be behind this. Jacen loves her, he wouldn't turn Tenel Ka into what she's been turned into, which is why Anakin feels it's someone trying to hurt her or hurt Jacen through her. (That was one of my original suspicions.)

Mirta Gev is his most vocal enemy, but she has no Force-abilities, let alone the level required to do this. Luke Skywalker would not intrude on someone's mind, and I think anyone who is a fan of the whole Star Wars franchise likely knows that even without Anakin Skywalker saying so. Alema is the last. He feels that if it's her and we can't make her stop, it's a kindness to release her from the hive mind she suffers and her grief, but I'm not ready to suggest that as a solution. I'd rather stop this with as little loss of life as possible, but that is my opinion. So, Alema. How do we pinpoint her with means other than Jedi skills?

Now, that was the Jedi-specific information.

My personal feeling is that other considerations are any known bad guys in the city who have the resources to affect a person's mental state. Most prominently would be Wolfram & Hart, but what do they stand to gain? Are they attempting to turn Tenel Ka and Jacen into Sith to try and use them on their side?

Bad feeling. Something's going on beneath the surface. But then.. something usually is. Why is this, in particular, bothering me?

I suppose I can thank him for making me extra-sensitive to such things.

I
Damn.


Great.

Migraine. Probably seventy-five percent outside-induced. You leave for a few weeks and forget how much arguing goes on here. It's predictable, given how many different worlds are represented, but still..

( Private )



One would think, with as many people actively patrolling this city, there would be fewer (evil-intentioned) vampires and demons than there had been a year ago. But no. Not even close. I suppose it's to be expected, though. The universe has its ways of keeping balance.

what the hell did I take last ni
Los Angeles? How the
if I miss another differential, House is going to

Alright. I don't know what the hell is wrong with the website for Continental, but why can't I book a flight for Newark? The dates keep saying it's 2006.

( Private )

( Filtered ; Peter )

He is here again. No Dark Man.

You cannot remain hidden from him for long-- when here, he knows what I know.



And you know him so little.

.. All right, now. All this dimension-hopping is getting a bit tiresome. Going from a jungle planet to Los Angeles in the middle of winter is not a pleasant experience. Wasn't it summer just a few weeks ago?

I have thought about this for as long as I can remember, what I would say when I finally found you. I never did find the right words. Then I discovered other truths about your life, and understood that meeting you was not likely to happen.

And now you are here.

I hope you can forgive my unease. I would like to meet you, it has been an ageless wish of a child to know his parents. I would like you to meet my wife, as well.

Whenever you are ready, so am I.

I would like to expand my training on the sword. Is there anyone who will help me?

I don't think I've ever been so annoyed by.. everything, ever, in my entire life. For every one person who thinks of others and how to honestly make a difference, there are at least fifteen who are utterly self-absorbed-- even when they don't realise it.

I think I can understand why Mantis craves quiet so badly.

Albus is gone....I feel like someone Stunned me.

Ron? Why the hell haven't I found you yet? Are you avoiding me? I couldn't blame you if you were, mate, but just tell me already.

I'm not afraid of Voldemort, not here, not ever. But I am afraid that if I try and kill him here, it will ruin my own world's timeline beyond repair. I'd have my parents back...but at what cost? And what kind of coward am I for letting him hurt people here, just to save my own world?

...
Merlin, I thought I'd filtered this...

Obi-Wan. If you're interested, there's a room at the Hyperion with your name on it. (Well, not literally, as I haven't actually put a name-tape up or anything, but there is a room.) Lady Aayla might perhaps be interested, as well?



[ filtered to Hyperion residents ; ]

Mantis thinks the baby food is sort of funny, but he's indulged me so far on the issue. He said to tell you thank you, Miss Littleton.

If anyone needs me, I think I'm going to be out in the garden getting in some lightsaber practice. (Don't worry, your garden will still be there when I'm done.) I need to expel some of this manic energy.

This inspired me, because she has a point. We all have positive truths, all we need to do is focus on them instead of all the ugly things.

So here's mine:

Play fighting in Wal-Mart with plastic lightsabers with a very well-known Jedi is something that is on my top five list of best days ever. That's not the secret. The secret is that I wish he was a member of my family because he is a wonderful person and I want to keep him forever.

I miss my little brother, but I'm happy here and I want to stay as long as those I've come to know are here too. If I never went home again, I'd be happier here than I ever was there. So, in a way, I want to keep a lot of you forever.

I've fallen in love with an extraordinary man. He is that because of the kind of person he is, first and foremost.

Okay, who wants to go next?

( filtered ; Hyperion residents )

I really wonder, sometimes, if I don't perhaps have a madman magnet attached somewhere to my body. I'm very sick of nightmares, and I don't know how to shut them off so they don't bother Threepio and Artoo. Meditation doesn't work at all anymore.

Also: All men are not pigs, no Ma'am, but some certainly do give all of us a bad name. If people like me can even be considered men. Isolder has called me a monk upon several occasions, as if it is some sort of third gender.

I never wanted to be a Jedi. I became one because that's what was expected of me, and because the galaxy needs Jedi, and I would never, never put that burden on anyone else. People will learn if it's something they really want, not because they feel obligated.

I wanted to be a pilot. I was even happy to be a mechanic. I hate feeling trapped.

I sleep with something between my teeth, because if I don't, I wake up screaming.

I'm a lot less 'okay' than I act.

I hate that I wasn't strong enough to save Father.

I'm not a very good hero. I hide from the public.

Kam talked me through the nightmares after I met him. I stopped letting him after a while, because I was scared that he could.

Sometimes, I feel very, very alone, and then I feel selfish for feeling that way.

I don't understand why Exar Kun keeps hurting me. I'm not an interesting person.


I like living here. These people mean so much to me.


I don't want to take Mantis' position. But I will, because it's what I have to do.

.. Hah.

I'm hungry and I can't find Giselle and this is all becoming goddamned ridiculous.

Somehow….I don’t think being a Rutian Twi'lek is going to be easy on this planet.

My commlink is not working. I am hoping this way of communication does.

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What year is this?

( filtered; Peter Evans )


Umm.. does anyone in the Hyperion mind if Artoo and Threepio stay here with me? It's only until I find a place of my own, I promise. It's just that-- well-- they're droids. They're sort of an oddity on this planet.

(Provided, of course, that it's something the two of you want, as well.)

Now if only Kam was here.



edit; Someone just asked for my autograph and told me that I'm the best cosplayer they've ever seen. It was very, very weird. What's a cosplayer?


I've also discovered that powdered donuts are extremely good. I'm eating the most junk-food here. (Yes, okay, the Jedi master likes sugary things.)

Er. I think I'm supposed to know everyone here (is this a hotel?), but I can't quite.. recall. I mean, it's all a bit hazy. For me, it's been almost twenty years, after all. This is very complicated.

Hello. I'm Luke. (At twenty-eight, I mean.) I think I needed to be here. I have a.. job to do here.

I'm remembering a lot of things.

Sorry. I don't think I'm who I used to be.

mantis says i talked to people this way
i dont remember

annie wont let me live in her tower

Han, if you don't get the hyperdrive fixed on that piece of space junk, I'll give it to the Alliance to break down for spare parts, I mean it!

Now.

Where in the blasted galaxy am I?

There are days where I know, just know, that the human race eliminating itself by a half or more would be the best thing ever because humanity as a whole pretty well sucks. But then I drown myself in scotch, wake up, and realize that's crazy talk. As much as I might hate the world, there are still occasionally some things that make it worth making an effort to save lives. Not many, but there are a few.

God help me, though, this is getting a little old, kids. We get it. You're badass. You want us all to know so we give your tantrums some attention. And I'm just enough of a masochist to give that to you for a moment, because you have finally roused me from extreme apathy and made me care. This is by no means a small feat but you did it! Take a bow.

Did you take it? Yes, take it, we're all waiting. Okay, taken now? Good!

Now shut the hell up. If I'm going to be stuck here in Wonderland on drugs, I'm going to have it involve less of these gosh darn freaky pleas for attention.

I think Mantis wants me to stay a while longer at the Hyperion, if that's okay. And I'm sorry about the trouble, Peter, everybody. I didn't mean for my dreams to upset Annie so bad. Mantis en't saying, but I know. He en't sure he can protect me anymore.

Exar Kun is the 'Dark Man' that Mantis mentions. That's what Gantoris called him. Or is gonna call him, I don't kn He's real bad. Shouldn't nobody talk to him, and everybody should stay away from him.

I it hurt
did it really happen?
I have bruises, but I
it was supposed to be a dream
it's only a dream
he can't get me he can't really hurt me

why do I have bruises?
it hurt it hurt it hurt
i want him to go away

I'm scared.

Peter, Katara (and everyone else), I'm coming to spend the night, okay? I think Mom and Dad need some grown-ups time or something. They keep giving each other them looks that they think I don't notice.

Peter, do you think your friend would show me his katana? I looked them up on Wikipedia, after all, and they look pretty neat. Seems like a whole lot of work went into making one. There's this guy I read about who was famous at making them. I can't remember his name now, though.


I've been having the bad dreams again. The ones with him in them.

I'm home.

Peter Petrelli, I swear to god, if you have been messing around with the space-time continuum enough to break it, you will be sorry. I have told you not to do things that would result in displacement like this!

Okay. Since nobody else en't gonna do it, I reckon I'll explain Mantis.

Mantis en't like other people. He hears everything: what you say, what you think, what you feel, what you think and don't realise you think, what you're trying not to think, and what you're gonna think in.. ten minutes or something. That's why he wears the mask, cause it helps block some of that out. It don't help much, though, so he has a hard time concentrating enough to talk or communicate. So he talks funny. I reckon he talks in pictures, cause that's what I get from him a lot. When he can talk at all, it's mostly images. Symbols. That sort of thing.

He's got a computer in his room (which you don't wanna go near if he don't invite you in, by the way---he'll toss you out a window, no foolin!), but he don't type. He kind of does his own thing and uses his powers (I think he calls them psychokinesis. I looked it up, and it sounds right.) to hit all the keys, and so it comes out funny on the computer, too. It en't like he wants to be different, you know. He just en't got the coordination to do it by hand.

Now quit bothering him about it. He en't having a good week, and if you don't stop asking, he might squish you. I've seen him do it to a vampire! It en't pretty! And it en't like he's gotta be right there to do it, either, as me and the vampire was a couple blocks away when he did it.


Man, grown-ups are dumb.

Okay. You people are weird. (I reckon you knew that.) I'm glad Mantis is back. I'm gonna go hang out in his room, away from all the crazy people. I want Mom back.

No, I didn't take no candy from strangers. There was this guy outside, and he was acting all lost, so I figured he was probably a new arrival type, but he weren't. He was just nuts. Then he pulled a vibroblade or something on me, so I whipped out my wrench and whacked him in the shins with it. Think I might've broke something, cause there was this nasty crack and he started freaking out! But he got what he deserved, you know.

Crazy earth-people. I en't never leaving the hotel again at this rate.

I'm not getting the point in diet soda. Why even bother drinking any if it doesn't even taste good? I like flavor. Diet drinks? None whatsoever. It's a mockery of what sugary goodness like cola should be. And do you know what else I don't get? Those people that you go out to eat with that order the biggest most fattening meal ever, and then they say, "Oh, and I'd also like a diet coke with that". Why? Why would you do that? If you're gonna pig out on food, then what's the big with not drinking real soda? Sheesh. Some people.

Hey, Dad, I'm gonna go spend the night with Scout and hang out with him a while, okay? I know you're kind of busy, and it's been a while since I've seen him and Mantis.

Is Mom gonna be okay without me around? Maybe I should get her to come, too. .. Nah, she and Dad were together way before I got here.

I want the sun to come back.

I feel...others in the Force. Not Jedi sith or other Force-users per say, but...something. Someone. People who have...mind abilities, I suppose is the best way to describe it. And I sense that they feel me, too.

And what are these mobile suits I keep hearing mentions of?

I really miss Biggs and Fixer. And Aunt Beru and Uncle Owen even when he's mad at me. Aunt Beru used to tell me stories sometimes, when I had trouble sleeping. Not that I need stories or anything, but I was just thinking about them. She said once that she used to want to make stories for kids, only you couldn't really when you worked a moisture farm. I felt kind of bad about that, because I think kids would've really liked them. I'll bet they're worried about me.

En't nothing to do around here. On the farm, I always had something to fix, and something to help Uncle Owen with. Around here, don't nothing break or never need to be done. I've even cleaned my room and taken apart the computer a couple of times.

Maybe I'll go see Mantis again. He was pretty neat, if a little weird.

Wow! That's the biggest droid I ever seen! I en't even sure it's a droid. Dad. We should go check it out.

I been sleeping a lot better, so. Thanks, Mantis, Ben. It was real nice of you to help. Am I really going to grow up to be that person? And is that stuff really going to happen to me? It was bad enough in the dreams.

Ugghhh, it's so cold here. Bring the 120 degree weather baaaaack.