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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 3:09 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 3:24 pm
Status: Complete Vlad  I am now in possession of a new violin and an address from where it was bought.
I have yet to visit this place- frankly I don't know if I ever will. I appreciate my fans- even if they get a little personal with their gifts.
This gift was actually a blessing- at least that is what I think when I am around it. Little does this person realize but I was getting more than a little discouraged about my search for the perfect violin.
My mother picked out all our violins. She had a good knack for those types of things. Then again, I suppose with eight of us... Everything had to come naturally by the second or third child.
I miss my mother.
I wonder about this violin though. I said blessing when I am around it. But, when I've managed to pry myself from it... I feel empty. I've never experienced anything like that before when it came to my instrument.
Maybe I should visit that shop... Especially before my wife as a fit (I doubt she likes or ever wants to play second fiddle to a violin).
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 3:59 pm
Status: Complete Vlad tossed and turned in bed. Never a good thing for a half dragon/half vampire who shared a bed with another just the same. The bed was only so big. If wings and tails were not involved it wouldn't have been as big of a problem.
He may have managed to get a hold of himself for the most part since his transformation from human to vampire but there were still many things that needed work or simply would take time to get use to. Most of the time it was like seeing the world for the first time all over again. The slightest touch, sound, anything it was all magnified.
Thus, it made sleeping complicated. Hell, it made A LOT of things complicated. He recently had blamed this for his most recent obsession with the violin that had been gifted to him.
He was just about back to sleep when he felt the edge of the bed sink in. He huffed. Did his wife seriously HAVE to get up at this very moment. Feeling he'd roll right off into the floor he gripped the edge of the bed.
He clamped his eyes shut and gritted his teeth when he felt his wife roll over and attempt to spoon. That meant that whoever was sitting on the edge of the bed was not his wife. The only other person's that would have access to the house would be Rhine, Aurora Dawn, or Natalia. And, in all fairness none of them should have been in the house at this hour (especially uninvited). "Seriously Rhine, brother or not, I hope you have more ******** sense than to be into my bedroom at this hour!" It was a yelled whisper. "When I open my eyes there better be a fire or something..." He growled.
To his surprise it wasn't anyone he'd ever seen before. And, it certainly wasn't anyone he would ever expected to find in their bedroom.
There sitting on the edge of the bed was a pale, naked girl with a set of bouncy tight curls (that were strangely the color of the violin). More strange than the color of her hair was the ivy 'tattoo' from her right foot twining upwards into the left side of her face, it also trickled down her arms but stopped at the elbow. It wasn't easy to make out from the lightening or the position of the way she was sitting but there was also a 'tattoo' of a row of violin strings down her back, practically right over the spine.
"Hello," she giggled as she opened her eyes. One was a brilliant blue and the other is a bright green. She giggle again as she held up the now colorless, lifeless violin.
Any normal person would have jumped from the bed by now, but not Vlad. He came from a family of 'strange'. He reached for the near by house coat and pulled it on as he sat up. "Let's get you some clothes," he said as he draped one of his shirts onto her shoulders. He was sure that with Rhine having a little girl of his own that he would have some clothes to spare until some could be bought.
"My name?" she asked as she looked down at the shirt. Assuming that it was the thing to do she put on the shirt- after all he was using something to cover up with.
"Victoria Ann Maria Song," Vlad answered.
"That will do," Victoria nodded her head and giggled.
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Posted: Sat Feb 20, 2010 12:01 pm
Status: Complete Link: [PRP] We'll... (Cassara and Kaida)Status: Complete Link: [PRP] Seriously!? (Vlad, Victoria, Switch, Xbalanque)Status: Discontinued Link: [PRP] Sandbox Adventures! (Ari, Victoria)Status: Discontinued Link: [PRP] I'll Play for You (Victoria, Vlad, Deimos, Jiang)Status: Discontinued Link: [PRP] Curls + Scales = Trouble (Victoria, Vlad, Leviathan, Boston)Status: Discontinued Link: [PRP] Nabokov's Satyr & painted ladies (Carina, Bastion, Victoria, Vlad)Status: Complete Link: [PRP] A Marvelous Thing - The Zoo (Victoria, Vlad, Harley, Nathan)Status: Complete Link: [PRP] Sophistication (Victoria, Vlad, Jezebel, Kerrigan)
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2010 2:36 pm
Status: Complete Vlad  I've had my fair share of those 'you ever wonder how you got yourself into this' moments. Matter of fact, I'm having one of those right now. Don't get me wrong kids are a blessing... I just wish I had been more prepared.
Thankfully we are well off in the scheme of things. We have a place to live and all the modern comforts. However, what we didn't have was things like kids clothes and a bed for her to sleep on. I felt terrible for having to put her on the sofa for the first night of her existence... Just what everyone wants you know. Kinda makes a person feel unwanted.
Perhaps I am just thinking to much into things. After all she seems fairly content with how things are going. Then again who wouldn't when you get everything you want when you want it. Yeah... She has the most wonderful ability I've ever experienced. I'm still trying to figure it out. I feel rather dumb for feeling dumb half the time when she is around. I thought being forgetful was reserved for those 'I'm to drunk to deal with the world nights'...
Finding out that I am not the only one who has had a kid pop out from an item makes things a tad bit easier. I guess it is the whole fact of 'I'm not alone'. However, I was sad to hear that others are not as open minded as me. Perhaps they came from small families or were just down right as unprepared as ********, I thought I was pretty much through with these stupid journal entries. Documenting one's life is down right dumb. Live it to live it. No second thoughts. Oh well... At least this piece of s**t still had empty pages from when I was growing up or I'd be up shits creek without a paddle.
Guess I am anyways considering I'm still without a violin. And, if that wasn't enough of a concern not only do I have to buy for myself but I have to buy for Victoria. Good violins aren't easy to come by... Well I am sure they are. But, in my opinion an instrument picks you not you pick it. It is your companion as much as your spouse ********, there I go rambling again... Guess I should pick up some page inserts when I go by the book store to get her a journal... I can already see I'm going to need them now that I am writing things down again.
Great... The oven buzzer is going off. I still had a s**t ton to write with all the kids she's been meeting lately... Oh, well. I just hope she isn't curious enough to open the door. I would hate for her to burn herself in the pursuit on knowledge. And, to think she has above average intelligence I'll explain more later...
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Posted: Sun Mar 07, 2010 3:26 pm
Status: Complete Victoria  Though it is a pretty much do as you want when you want type of lifestyle there is still a lot that is required of me. I guess it goes great with the when I want it how I want it.
My dad was most pleased when he found out that I can play the violin as good as him, if not better. He says I am a prodigy. At the moment, I am borrowing my dad's first violin. It is a bit oddly shaped. I have yet to figure out why and he's not saying.
He says that he has already been looking for violins for us. But, so far no such luck. He is so picky! He blames it on the fact that he never had to do it because his mother did it for him...Also something about the instrument chooses you. I hope to have a violin of my own very soon.
We've made it a point for me to meet other kids around my age, if not my age. I'm going to keep those thoughts to myself for now. At least until I know if this book is private or not.
It is rude to pry...
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