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 Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 1:51 pm
 I white.--@@Fantastic Lies@@--
white you no see.(Photo from New Faces)
white you no see.(Icon from a deleted LJ.) 
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 5:36 pm
 --@@Impossible Thoughts from an Impossiblity@@--(Icon from this LJ.)  February to July 2007: Isnah is a DOLL... Which means in he spent the week that Leran had his bet going with Kalandra being all abused and the like with absolutely no problem. And he totally doesn't have the ability to move or complain. After the bet, he got his happy little self tossed on top of Leran's dresser and forgotten. Well, except when Aurora begs to play dolls with Leran. Sshhh...don't tell anyone that Leran plays with dolls...
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 6:09 pm
 
--@@Russom's Event Log@@--(Icon from a nonexistant LJ.)
Russom's piccie thanks to the shop!
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 6:19 pm
~~ This is an Empty Spot ~~
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 7:26 pm
 It went to SCHOOL with me... ...and tried to talk with people! Why Russom needs to educate Lerean. Date: Monday, January 8, 2007
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"Hey, GIANT, be NICE!" Russom tumbled out of Leran's bookbag and went climbing up the bedpost to share Leran's snack.
Leran stared, "Wha--did you just come OUT of my bookbag?"
"Yes, did you not just see me?"
"You stayed in there all day?"
"NO!" Russom smacked Leran's hand, "Hand me some of that."
"You don't even exist, you can't eat!.... You mean you were running around my school all day?"
Russom rolled his eyes, and spoke as if he was speaking to a slow child, "Yes, Leran, I do exist. You see me, don't you? And I am hungry. Please share your food with me. Will you do that for me?"
Leran smacked the plate down hard beside Russom. The imp let out a squeak and jumped backwards several feet, "BAD!"
"What did you do at my school?" Leran let a cookie down.
"Found out what they taught dummies."
"Oh? Did you learn anything, or was it above your head like everything else?"
"NOBODY believes I exist! Even when they see me! You are all brainwashed! And did you see that foolishness in your so-called science text? And who wrote those history books? Your race is the most ignorant one on the planet! No wonder you have no idea, they have done nothing more than tell you lies! I can't believe THAT is a school of learning!"
"Who saw you?" Leran demanded, "Did they know you were associated with me?"
"Of course not," Russom grumped, "I know you don't want to be seen with me. Now I know why... Some people saw me...I went to your educators' lounge to get some answers and they...Why are you LAUGHING? Ah! Maybe you do know the ignorance of it all! Who should I have asked?"
"I would have LOVED to see their faces! What did they thing you were, a rat?"
Russom looked affronted, "Or a bird. Did you ever see a bird like me?"
And then both of them were howling in laughter.
"Leran, my giant friend, your education starts NOW!"
"Oh no, nonono it doesn't. I'm not going to be educated by an imaginary creature." Leran dumped the rest of the cookies on the bed and stomped down stairs.
Russom watched, thoughtful, as Leran left. Well, he'd have to prove his existence to the Giant then.
And, being an imp, he looked mischiviously around the room. THAT would be fun...
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 7:28 pm
 Dude, I'm talking to something that's not real... ...and I'm trying to bond with it! What Leran did with the imp. Day 2. Date: Monday, January 8, 2007 (later)
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Leran really wasn't sure how that had happened. He had gone to the shop trying to get RID of the box, but an imp had popped out... And, well, he knew the smart thing to have done was to get rid of it then and there, but somehow... Somehow he had kept it.
And it was clinging to him in a very uncool fashion. And it had went to school with him and tried to talk to people!
"Hey, gerbil-butt, I think we might need to get some things straight."
The imp gave Leran with an annoyed look, "Russom!"
"Yeah, whatever. Look, I can't have people knowing you exist. I mean, you'll get caught by someone and sent to a scientist's lab to be dissected or something. You'll cause political crisis, because the tree-hugger'll will be crying about the injustice of it, and I'll then be a really bad....uh...friend...because I didn't look after you well enough, like I said I would. But I can't look after you if you get yourself caught up in trouble with other people."
Russom listened, his eyes wide. Thinking of those terrible, crazy people that had caught, taped, and trapped him, he completely believed Leran's words. And thinking of those pathetic educators...And that anyone he encountered might be out to try and dissect him. He shook his head. This time he'd listen to what his mum always said and stay out of the big people's way, "Nobody'll ever know I'm here."
Leran stopped and blinked, looking at the imp and seeing the fearl there, and those words had been SO sincere. He was little, and he was looking at him like that. He would have never, ever have admitted it, but that made him sort of cute, and suddenly worth keeping. Especially as his ever-mischivious mind clicked into action.
Leran smirked, "Russom, is it? Hey, what sort of things do you like to do? Wanna go down to the lake?"
Leran was sure, if he just thought about it long enough, he could find some interesting things to do with a man so little...
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Posted: Fri Jun 15, 2007 7:38 pm
 It took a few weeks, but it finally caught up to me... ...paying for the crimes of the bottomless pit! Russom steers Leran's life for him. Date: Thursday, January 18, 2007
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Apparently when imps, or at least when this imp, got something stuck in their heads, they were not satisfied until they got what they wanted. Russom coersed, talked up to and down to, threatened, threw fits, and was nice about trying to get Leran to listen to something SENSIBLE... but, oh, nnnooo, the giant would have none of that!
Imps are also impatient. Once he realized that Leran was hopeless to talk to (that didn't take too long), Russom started observing and nosing around to see what could be done about him. It took a few weeks, but he finally devisde a way to get Leran in the enviornment where he would have to see sense. That involved dialing up his home number.
"Hello, Mrs. Gem? Yes, I am... uh.. Sasha, the owner of the Divinations shop. I had an incident with your son..."
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"I DON'T BELIEVE IT! They're going to MAKE me work! They said I had to learn responsibility! I DON'T BELIEVE IT!!"
Those words were music to Russom's ears as Leran stormed in, stomping around the room, slinging his stuff down, and agitatedly moving things around, "I have to go to that supersticious, freakish store.... OOoohhh! He's gonna KILL me, and they don't believe a word of it! WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT!?!"
Russom, in his safe (and very high) perch on a shelf, was indeed rolling in his laughter, "The boomarang returns! Is that not what you told your sister yesterday?" Apparently Russom could pick up on some literation.
"Shut up! You don't even exist!"
Russom stopped laughing, and jumped up, stomping an angry foot, "Then why do you pronounce yourself crazy and talk to me?"
"Because you EAT all my food!! How can one so little eat more than I do?"
Russom patted his still-slim belly, eyes dancing merrily, "I'll work with you, if that would help."
"NO! You'll eat a... a... eye of a newt or something!"
Russom made a face, "I'm sure Sasha is too reputable a man for that."
"He hangs out with an idiot."
"And hired a second one, true..." Russom rubbed his chin.
"ARGH! Leave me alone!" Leran threw himself on the bed, throwing a pillow over his head.
Russom obeyed Leran, knowing he'd pushed some limits. He grinned, all-too-happy down at the boy though. This was good. Now he could start up that real education!
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 6:39 am
 Of Galaxies and Dimensions... ...and Candy Bars too. Not barbaric, delicious! Date: Wednesday, January 24, 2007
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"Man, I think I'm going to go get a Milky Way, and I'm not going to share it with you!" Leran put one hand on his stomach.
Russom stared at Leran, "You are going to get the MILKY WAY!?! What are you going to do with THAT?"
"I'm going to eat it," Leran stared back at Russom, not comprehending his hysteria.
"You are going to eat THE GALAXY? And you think I have a problem with hunger!"
Leran coughed back a laugh, then sighed heavily, "Russom, it is just a sweet."
"No! Well, there are sweets in the galaxy, but it is NOT a sweet!"
"It's a little bit of chocolate, idiot!"
"You are the idiot! I'll it explain it really slowly for you. We. Live....Why are you laughing? It is not a funny!"
"You don't know what funny is, Russom. You don't have the capacity for emotion."
"I do so! But you....you have no brain! You think you can eat the Milky Way!"
"One or two, yeah."
"AGH! There is ONLY ONE!" Russom was trembling in frustration now.
Leran now gave a mischievous grin, ,"And the other dimensions?"
Russom's mouth fell open, "You know about dimensions?"
"Oh, of course! Pfffth!" Leran waved his hand and acted like that was the most common knowledge in the world.
"And you eat the galaxies of other dimensions?" Russom didn't seem to know whether he wanted to be critical or amazed.
Amazingly, Leran was able to keep his face straight, "Oh, yeah, of course! It's a practice more or less common in high society like mine."
"BARBARIAN!"
"Barbarian? No, it's not a problem. It's delicious."
"And the people? Of the other galaxies?"
"There's not REAL people... You wait right here, while I go buy my chocolate."
"Nononono! I am NOT going to wait here! And you are not going to buy another galaxy.... TO EAT! Where are you going? Come HERE!" Russom was beside himself, but Leran had already left to by his Milky Way. And, in one way or another, Leran had made Russom far too nervous to follow.
When Leran returned, Russom practically flew to his shoulders, "Where is the galaxy?"
"Here," Leran took the chocolate bar out of his pocket.
"Stop joking with me! This is a small sweet, you can't put a galaxy in that!"
"It's a Milky Way. And I'm not going to share it! Leran opened his candy bar and began to eat it.
"B-but it's not possible to put a galaxy in a wrapper like that. The form is all wrong!"
"Russom, Russom. It's something from another dimension. Wh does it have to be be in the same form?"
Russom didn't answer, but started and stared until Leran finished eating his 'galaxy,' "BARBARIAN!"
"No, delicious," and Leran was careful to throw away the wrapper so that the imp wouldn't read to see what a Milky Way really was.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 3:32 pm
 My first day off from work... ...time to pretend life doesn't exist! In which Leran continues to be a nuisance. Date: Wednesday, January 31, 2007
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So, Leran had survived his first half-day of work. And he'd survived his second and third and fourth and fifth and sixth. Then it was Wednesday. Wednesday and Thursdays were the days he had wheedled around to have off... Well, ok, originally he'd demanded Saturdays and Sundays, but it was his mother who had stepped in on that one. She hadn't MEANT to be traitorous and take away ALL his freetime, but her logic was plain and simple. If Sasha wanted him to work long hours on the weekends because they were busier days, then he would work long hours on the weekends. If Sasha DIDN'T want him to work long hours on weekends, he had to ask for them anyway...Because the sooner he was off the hook working there, the better.
And she won the argument by pointing out that he might be done by Spring Break if he kept at it.
Still, going from school to work and work to being sat down to do his obligatory study time, and from that to having to get ready for bed was, by far, the biggest bummer in his life. He didn't even really have enough daylight on the weekends to do anything fun!!
Life was miserable.
Which was entirely why Leran was a nuisance at work. Despite having the pretty, handwritten book, he hadn't had TIME to look at it. So he just continued to make up things as he went, and let Russom cover his tail when he needed it. Leran hated to admit it, but his "imaginary friend" was being a big help. Good. Have the imaginary creature concerned about the imaginary duties! Leran was happy to try to live his life as ignorantly as possible when it came to those matters.
Of course, Russom couldn't cover his tail when Leran brought in the spiffy neon lights and disco ball on Saturday and hung them up when he had had the moment to do so. . . And Russom had no way of explaining away Leran's "experiment" during one of his breaks when he'd stuck a Mento in a bottle of Coca-Cola (it went BOOM like a volcano....... the ceiling and walls and floor had been sprayed well). Oh, and there was that time when a customer came back in all mad about his "luck charm" not working. Leran had told him he was wearing it backwards... he hadn't come back yet, so apparently things were working all right, despite Russom's squalling about Leran 'not being even CLOSE to right!' To all of this, Leran's curt reply to any questioning was somewhere along the lines of "Hey, you want more customers that BUY stuff, don't you?" or "If you'd LET Hansi bring the radio, then maybe I wouldn't HAVE to entertain myself!"
Anyway, the point was that it was Wednesday, and Leran was planning on having a nice, long day in a mudhole somewhere and claiming that he'd been working on a project with a friend to get out of homework.
It was the perfect plan, with no kinks in it whatsoever.
Except the stupid imp.
"Leran, my boy, you---"
"Shoo, fly!"
"There is no fly! Now listen, you have to sit down and actually LEARN something, boy!"
"I just came from school! And I AM, I'm planning on learning what it feels like to enjoy a day out with the boys at the arcade. I've forgotten. Go away!"
"Glutton!"
"WHAT!?! I've lost ten pounds because you keep eating all my food, PIG!"
"I am not talking about food. You are a glutton for entertainment."
"OOooohh, spare me the swiss cheese logic," Leran rolled his eyes, "Now shut-up, I'm getting on a bus."
"Swiss cheese can not logic. Now, what is Sasha going to do with you if you do not learn this?"
Leran sighed, "YOU ate the stupid felt-cloth, YOU learn it and get the work done!"
"DRAGON HEART! It was a dragon heart, fool! And I can not do this. YOU are the employee, so you are the one responsible!"
"Does it tell me how to turn things into frogs?"
"I TOLD YOU NO! Sasha is too respectable for---"
"HE TURNED ME INTO A CATFISH BIRD THING! How are frogs worse!?!" People on the bus turned to stare at Leran. Leran ducked down into his seat, beat red. And resorted to begging, "Go away, please..."
"Well, maybe he is not entirely respectable," Russom mused, "But he does have an image to keep."
"AN IMAGE TO KEEP?" Leran hissed, thinking about the image that he was losing. Sasha was making him crazy, and people were believing it just as much as Leran was... And SASHA had an image to keep? "That dirty, rotten, manipulating pretty-boy...Doesn't seem to have a problem with ruining others. What an image!"
Russom tsk'd, "He is doing you a favor."
"FAVOR!" Leran barked loudly again, and went to grab Russom. As always, the imp was too quick and he disappeared to who-knew-where.
Suffocating. He was suffocating underneath all the weirdness... He couldn't wait to get to the arcade, something easy to do now that Russom considered Leran too dangerous to try to reason with at the moment.
Everyone else was glad Leran got off the bus too. Stupid, crazy teenagers talking to themselves....
...But Russom was just annoyed. Stupid, crazy humans that drowned out reason with foolishness. No wonder they were so ignorant. Well, he'd learn eventually. Russom would make sure of it.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 3:34 pm
 This can NOT be happening to me.... ...my sister black-mailed me with a DOLL! On why Leran carries a girly toy around. Date: February 16, 2007
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"LERAN! I've got a surprise for you!" Kalandra smiled down at Leran from the top of the stairs.
Leran grunted, "Sing-songing like that, I don't WANT to know. Get out of my way."
Kalandra stepped aside and followed Leran to his room, slipping in just the right way so the door didn't get slammed on her. She was puffed with a prideful mischief, "Come on, you'll love him."
"Get out of my room."
"You are SO ungrateful! I go through the trouble to get something nice for you," Kalandra pulled the doll out of her purse and put him on Leran's head.
He shook it off and stepped back, "That is a toy."
"It's a doll, isn't he cute?"
"Go give it to Ora."
"Ora wouldn't appreciate a doll from Bellus Pupa." Kalandra's voice was wheedling now, and she recieved the reaction she wanted.
Leran jumped, "What? Stomp it!!"
"Awwh, big bad brother's afraid of a bity doll? He's cute though!"
"I DON'T hang with dolls! Those freaks already gave me... No dolls!"
"What?" Kalandra put her hands on her hips, then quirked a smile at her brother, "Awh, does Leran not like to work? Or is Leran's little imaginary friend their fault?"
"Lies to live and memories! Awful, terrible memories!" Leran's eyes flickered up and around. To Kalandra, he just looked over-dramatically paranoid. He was really wondering what mischief Russom was in at that particular moment.
"PLEASE! You're just frightened!"
"I am NOT!! I'm a boy---a man! Men don't do dolls!"
"SCAREDY!" Kalandra poked Leran's head with 'Cessa, "Bet you can't! You could keep it with you in your belly pak."
"Not scared."
"Well, you sure look it to me! Bet you a week of chores!"
Leran hesitated. Kalandra raised an eyebrow at him, surprised and thrilled that Leran didn't immediately take the bet on. What an idiot!
In the end, pride won out over what Leran would call common sense. "FINE! I'll take the stupid doll! But if that thing strangles you one night..." He looked pointedly at 'Cessa.
"Please! It's a toy. And she's sweet. A princess. That's what I'll name her. Princess." she gave a cruel smile, "Yours can be Prince...."
"Who needs to name a toy?" Leran grumped.
"I''ll be watching for him. I have to go get Princess' royal clothes."
"I'll go get the pumpkin to smash her in."
"Uh-huh. You're to scared to. And I'll tell."
"Yeah, whatever. I've got my things to do."
"Better take him."
Leran grimaced and picked the doll up by his foot and stuffed him in his pak, "Better get used to no freedom!" he snapped back, "They'll turn into imps or something on us!"
He, of course, had been thinking of Russom, who would be coming out to laugh mercilessly at Leran the moment Kalandra left the room. He didn't really mean to prophesy about it. Really, he already had his his fill of one critter from one of those awful shops.
"You and your imaginary friend! Now he's got company!" Kalandra rolled her eyes, "You're such a dork!" Kalandra, glad with the torture she'd given, and blissfully unaware of how bad it was, skipped off then.
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