Portland Net

Private to Katherine
Hey, how are you holding up?

Private to Rebekah
Hey.

Private to Serena, Elena, Steve, Sam Wilson, Tony and anyone that Robin considers a friend. (If you think it's you, it probably is)

Robin's birthday is coming up! It's the 23rd, so we gotta celebrate. I was thinking that we can all head out to The Underground. Serena and I will take care of getting her there and you all being there would be a nice surprise. Let me know if you can make it!

I know the wishes seem like a really awesome gift and they might easily be just that, but I have had a lot of experience with fairy magic. It's not to be taken lightly. Obviously I can't tell you guys not to use the coins but if you do, make sure you know exactly what it is you're wishing for. Think it through carefully.

I know that I have no right to ask this, but the recent invasion was quite a wake up call to what might be possible here. The thing is, I can't fight back. Not after the compulsion, not in Portland.

Which means I'm in no position to help the people I care about. I don't expect you to believe that I've learned a little something from what happened with Santana, but if you have any influence over Rebekah I wondered if you might ask her to revoke the compulsion. I give you my word I will stick to the principles of it and if I don't I understand the consequences, but being unable to fight to protect people I love is not only frustrating, but dangerous.

I had this really vivid dream about how the back yard should look with raised beds for vegetables and a line of fruit trees so I've spent all morning trying to draw it out and take measurements and figure out what tools and things I'll need. I don't think I've ever been this busy on a Saturday morning when I didn't have a shift. The main problem is it's nearly the end of summer, which isn't the best time to start a garden. We had a great one on Waiheke though and since Bryn was pretending to be vegan back then there were certain times in the year when we got nearly all our food out of it. Maybe I should get chickens.


Sorry, I am not usually this pumped. I'll probably be back to hungover-Gaia tomorrow, or at least sleep-in-Gaia. Probably drinking two nights in a row isn't very good role model behaviour for a school nurse even if I haven't started yet. But thanks to everyone who made sure I didn't have to sit all by myself last night.


Added:
I just realised that I was technically drinking underage last night. Oops! I haven't been underage in five years. Or at least, I thought I hadn't been. I suppose I was actually spending a bit too much time in bars when I was 16.

[Eva]
Papatūānuku, if you care.

So, this is me manning up, as requested.

I asked Stefan to speak with you because I wasn't sure you'd listen to me directly. The invasion threw up rather a lot of issues that revolved around the compulsion. For one, I couldn't fight or kill within Portland, however much I might have needed to in order to protect my friends and loved ones.

I would like, respectfully, to ask you to remove the compulsion. On the basis that, if I infringe the terms of the initial agreement I forfeit my life. I doubt my word means much of anything to you, so I won't insult you by offering it.

Serena asked me to be a model for some agency. Is this a legitimate thing? I didn't know who else to ask.

Do you know anything about evil flies?

Hey, if y'all ain't busy tomorrow morning, would you like to come over for some breakfast?