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 Posted: Fri Jul 22, 2011 1:37 pm
-Eggs and Therapy-
First off, Deskri and I have finally gotten an egg. He was so worried at first that he might drop the egg and murder our potential children, but he got over it as I knew he would. He always just needs time.
There have been some not good things going on in here though. Two metas caused an incident out of campus walls that are causing the humans to become more outwardly bitter, even to me now. I don't want to go into details though, as I am now under confidentiality rules and morals.
You see, the Elders asked me to become a therapist for Metas. They say it's a combination of my powers and personality that make me perfect for the job, so I agreed. I'm getting an office, and as soon as it's done one of the metas shall be coming to see me weekly. The other of the incident has a choice to see me if they want, and I'll ask them when I see them
Avon tried to get me to go to the one meta's holding area for their sessions, but I refused. Even in jail, prisoners go to another room to receive therapy and talk about their problems, so it's only fair.
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2011 2:32 pm
-Moms and Medication-
Well, my mom's a dragon. Who knew, right?
Our egg hatched, and Deskri and I are the proud parents of two little girls, Altair and Kindle. Both of them are so adorable, I couldn't be happier. Altair is the kind of girl I always wanted to be, and Kindle is how I imagined Deskri if not torn up from a malice inside them. Which they are both free of. We had Cedric check just in case.
While Deskri has been bothered by Avon to do an outing, Nova, the angel elder, got a hold of me and gave me a bottle of medical pills for anxiety. She said that Avon was worried about me and felt that these would help me in the long run, and honestly they've been working wonders. I've been under a lot of stress what with the lock down and the kids and the constant need to patch the couch because of Hayden's new twins, that I've become more paranoid than usual, and it's really been bothering both me and Deskri.
I guess Avon just wants me to be mentally capable of dealing with my new patient. I don't feel nearly as worthless as I used to, and while it's sad that I need a pill to fix that problem, sometimes it can't be helped. It's nice for things to feel...normal for once, instead of that damn lurking fear of being left alone for some god damn reason. I have no reason to think that. Deskri isn't like that.
Well, apparently one of the patches fell off the couch, so I'm going to go fix that...again...
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