War Is Coming Communications.

Earth is kriffing weird. Is it normal for complete strangers to come up and start trying to talk to/about my babies? Or make comments to me about how much of the pregnancy weight I still need to lose? I happen to think I look great considering I gave birth to twins six months ago.

But I swear, the next person who actually touches my ass while saying they're sure I'll look better soon will have their brains melting out from their ears. It is not wise to piss off the sleep deprived, part Vong Sith Bitch.

This also goes out as a warning to who or whatever is going around shooting kids and throwing people through walls. Brains. Melting. Ears. So we're all clear.

I need more coffee.

"Blondes can't scheme. There was a whole paper written about it once"

These are the words of one Jacen Solo. I say they are fighting words and we need to prove him wrong. Who wants to help me?!

People of Lawrence.  It has come to my attention that we have a large amount of very attractive males in this town.  And, they are not being objectified enough.

I propose that we create a Hunks of Lawrence calendar.

But, how shall we choose which 12 hotties to put on the calendar?  I hear you ask.

Well, get your menfolk to strip off, take a pic and send it in.  And, I and my panel of judges will choose the top 12 sexy men in Lawrence.

P.S. Applications to be on the panel are also being taken.  JSYK.

ETA:

Panel:

1. Tamsin
2. Felicia
3. Clara
4. Kenzi
5. Caroline
6. Alison
7. Ginger
8. Rose
9. Kol
10. Lilu

[Filtered to Everyone who lives in the Lost Girl House, and Vex who lives on our couch]

Boys. I need you all to get your kit off.

I have reasons.

On a scale of one to terrible parent, how bad is it of me to be encouraging the babies to say "mama" before they say "dada"?!

They're nearly four months old now and they're making noises that might eventually form words. I just want those words to be me before Jacen! That doesn't make me too horrible, right?!

Actually, their first words will probably be Kyp or cat.

Uhmm, sorry guys from this general area of the multiverse buuuut steampunk Star Wars characters ftw! I want action figure versions.

I'm going to use this coming weekend to make sure I have everything set up for my classes at the Center. If you missed me talking about it before, I'll be teaching a sort of home ec course, cooking, sewing, some basic household management skills. Classes will start next week and be on Monday and Wednesday at 8pm. I could probably be persuaded to add a Sunday class if there's enough interest and that time slot doesn't work for everyone because of work and school obligations.

You know, I get it. I do. I get the outpouring. But if you guys need help to contain it just ask because I do have to think about the city as a whole.

They'll come back. You know they will. And if they don't I will help you find the seal and rip it the hell apart. Okay. But please. We brought the magic users together for a reason, so we could help each other A lot of you were there for me when everything happened with Sam. Let me do that now.

While watching Jacen in some sort of technicolor madness is somewhat amusing, I have a pair of infants and the world's grumpiest cat to look after, and doing it on my own is actually more work than being Lieutenant for a galactic leader. So really, Seal, sending him back to me any time now would be oh so appreciated.

And, while you're at it, Seal, sending back everyone else would be fantastic too. Because I am tired of seeing people I care about dealing with a load of kriffing bullshit.

This actually makes a remarkable amount of sense.

In other news, I have been a mother for just over two months and Jaeden and Jayna are both still in one piece! Considering I'd never even held a baby before, I'm actually impressed with myself.

[Jacen and Tahiri]

I don't think I ever congratulated you properly on the twins' arrival. I'd like to make that up to you somehow. Though I admit, I have no idea how one reacts to a birth. That's all a bit new for me.

[Bo H]

I have not seen you in a while. Are you well? You've been very quiet.

[John]

How do I
How can you be sure if
There is a chance that

Molly Hooper. She's a friend of yours, isn't she?

[Molly]

Is this
What are we
I'm being positively ridiculous

Hello.

Apparently floating the kids is not okay. They love it. Allana loved it. Its entirely fine.

In other news I found a bunch of people practicing lightsaber fights in the park. Apparently for a convention. It would be wrong to teach them some of my tricks, right?

[Kol]

So I'm guessing its a no with your family?

Ingredients for a great day:

1. Shopping!!--I'm pretty sure I need a new closet now
2. Lunch with frozen cocktails
3. Taking a good picture during the time out!
4. Hanging out with someone you love while doing 1 and 2.


Aren't we adorable?

But anyway! What are all of your ingredients to a great day?

So I don't think I can like carry diseases or whatever cause I can't get sick but I have no idea really. But Henrik has the measles and I've been around the babies so you might want to keep an eye out for anything measley.

So Klaus issued a challenge and I refuse to back down. So in the most diplomatic way possible, we're going to settle this once and for all. Suggestions will be welcomed. Rudeness and cruelty will not.

Yes, we have many people here who could be considered dangerous. And yes, it's helpful to know we could defend ourselves if we needed to. But let's stop focusing on one particular group. And we can stop with the death as a means to an end talk as well. Self-defense is one thing, answering an emotional response with a death threat is another.

Now. Can we discuss ways to contain a threat to us all without people getting up in arms, or is the city who stood by each other and fought Lucifer himself unable to do that? We're better than this, Lawrence. Remind me of that.

[Ruby]
What is your problem with Rebekah Mikaelson?

[Damon]
How did you do it?

[Elena]
Hi.
You don't know me but
There was a time when I could tell you anything but I don't even know you now and

Bollocks, apparently it's Father's Day. What the hell do I do?! Anything? ...nothing??

Kriffing hell, people, I'm out of things for a few days and you all go insane.

I had babies. They're squishy.

Hospital keeps trying to give me pain meds. It's adorable.

[Caroline Forbes]

Yeah, they're doing it again. Just so you know.

I'm assuming I'm not the only one who's arrived here and discovered that they're dead back home.

So, this fictional thing.  How do you all deal with it?

[Friends]

So, drinking myself into unconsciousness.  That can be a thing, right?

Hu-carjen tok!

I don't know who this Braxton Hicks person is, but they need to die, painfully. Also, Jacen? If your cat doesn't stop trying to trip me up, I will skin it and turn it into a coat. I cannot believe I still have another month of this.

Am I meant to sit and ignore comments about the hatred of my very existence for the sake of this...truce?

My first instinct is retaliation. But my first instincts don't often serve me well in times of peace.

Not sure balls are places for women the size of a house.
Not that he's asked me.

What color lightsaber would you weild?

Because sometimes online quizzes about my home universe are entertaining.

Apparently I should have a Darksaber.

"The Darksaber is a black-bladed saber that seems to negate all light in its immediate vicinity, rather than give off light. Wielders of the Darkblade have not always been Sith, but are generally morally corrupt and obsessed with death. A Darkblade wielder relies on raw combat abilities and will almost never take the peaceful option when there is a chance they can spill some blood."

Jacen? It seems I need to build a new one somehow.