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PRIVATE ENTRY
Oh my God.
He's still in bed, but...oh my God. What a way to start things.
Ooh, he's getting up. Must go wake him properly.
(OOC: No, you do NOT get logs. Hah!)
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[27 Jul 2004|12:18am] |
OOC POST
Okay, so here's the deal. I've been gone for a while. Yeah, about six months. Ouch. My initial disappearance can be blamed entirely on school, but I kind've stayed away because...well, after you're away a certain amount of time, it's hard to get back in the groove both ICly and OOCly. I've been connecting Elisabeth lately just to chat and look around and decided to app for a new character to get a fresh start, but I also realized I really like Liza and don't want to abandon her more than I already have. ;) So...here's my plan on a backstory for Liza's prolonged absence.
Some of you probably know Liza's from an upper-class, European family. They've got a good deal of property in various forms in France and Germany. So Elisabeth's father dies. She has to immediately fly to France to be with her mother and try and help put things in order. As her mother's not the type to deal with things of this nature, Elisabeth is forced to stay in Europe for several months to get things to a point of running smoothly again, making sure her mother's okay, etc. So, yes...she DID miss a semester of school. But if I bring her back now she'll be right in time for the new school year.
So...that's it. If anyone sees any problems with this or has any other comments, please leave a note. :)
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[17 Jan 2004|10:31pm] |
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Man, I wasn't even getting RP time before XMM went down, but now that it is, I'm positively craving RP. ;_; So if anyone's interested, my AIM's theater daydream!
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| A little information from a certain patient... |
[24 Nov 2003|09:24pm] |
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Had a bit of an...incident...with a certain Monsieur Parker today. He awoke rather violently out of a nightmare and attempted to escape just as I was coming in. I managed to calm him down and get him back into bed and actually learned the actually story of what happened.
Apparently he had been going to meet a friend (Carolyn) in Central Park and also ran into another friend of his (Norenvalei) when they saw a Morlock being attacked by another mutant whom Monsieur Parker described as talking very strangely but being extremely fast and an extremely good fighter. The attacker was apparently knocked down and seemed at the disadvantage and Monsieur Parker judged it a good time to intercede. So he teleported between them, only to get stabbed in the leg with a remarkably large knife the attacker was carrying.
He's rather distressed about not knowing the condition of his two friends (it's what he was trying to escape to find out) so if anyone has any information on them, I think it would be a good idea to inform him.
( OOC: Quark and Liza in the medbay (cut a little short) )
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| Belated birthday present |
[09 Nov 2003|12:47am] |
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I felt just awful about missing Jean's birthday, especially because everyone else seemed to have an obvious knowledge of it. So I had to rush out an buy her an old bottle of Dom Perignon, which she, thankfully, seemed very pleased with. And I also had a nice little chat with her before I left. She's...very easy to talk to. I don't know what it is.
( OOC: Liza gives Jean a belated birthday present. )
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| OOC: Apology |
[18 Oct 2003|11:05pm] |
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I just wanted to put up a little apology for my total absense from the Muck for the past few month or so. After school started my time just shot to nil and the time that I do have I tend to spend getting to bed as early as possible, combined with my participation in theater club (working on our competition play, 'Steel Magnolias'), we end up with Taryn rarely on the computer AND not doing schoolwork. Unfortunately, I can't promise any more time in the immediate future. *sigh* ;_;
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| Trying NOT to feed the rumour mill... |
[14 Sep 2003|10:14pm] |
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I feel a bit sorry for Madelyne Pryor for the teasing she's bound to get for all that time spent up in Monsieur Summer's room. I ran into her in the kitchen and had a nice little chat--she's positively glowing with happiness, and it's a nice feeling to spread around. God knows my defenses have rested a little easier now that most of the awkwardness from Jean and Scott's breakup has dissipated. Instead they're being bombarded with an overwhelming amount of happiness from couples. Oh well. Better than bad feelings abounding.
( OOC: Liza and Maddy chat in the kitchen )
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| OOC: Well, poo, everyone else is... |
[24 Aug 2003|01:10pm] |
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| Future note: don't go out to the lake when depressed |
[29 Jul 2003|12:45pm] |
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PRIVATE ENTRY
Oh God, I can't believe I did that.
Another argument with my father. Surprise, surprise. So I dragged my pathetic self out to the lake to have a good cry about it (surprise, surprise) when Kurt had to show up. I've never wanted to die so much in my life. I just wanted to have a huge hole form underneath me rather than have someone catch me in a state like I was in.
And then, THEN, I break down in front of him. He must have thought I was drunk. And it really shouldn't have felt that good to be held by someone again.
( OOC Log: Elisabeth and Kurt at the lake )
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| Touring the mansion |
[09 Jul 2003|09:29pm] |
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Met a very...odd man today. He came to give me a tour of the mansion. Kurt Wagner. Very...quirky. That's a good word for him. I didn't need to be an empath to feel the optimism and happy vibes he radiates, which seems all the queerer given his very...blue...appearance. Very quirky. And a huge flirt.
So we toured around the Mansion for a while, and then...he took me down to the sublevels. I've never seen anything like it. I didn't think technology that advanced even existed. He showed me this one room, the "Danger Room," and...my God. Complete holographic enviornment. It was the most incredible thing I've ever seen! I felt like a little girl in a candy shop. I mean, the computers the classes are running off of are normal, if high-end, market systems. But this...I didn't even think it was currently possible.
I think I'm going to enjoy it here.
(OOC Log: Never finished. ^_^;;)
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| Inspection of the computer labs |
[26 Jun 2003|01:17am] |
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Went and checked out the systems. Looks like we're running on your generic high-end market systems. Pentium 4 processors, 80 gig hard drives, 768 megs RAM, that sort of thing. Good systems for students to be working on. I also met Jareth Tarrant, another computer science teacher. Nice enough. He answered some questions, and excused the fact that I was really too exhausted to actually hear the answer. His ending note wasn't so encouraging, though.
( OOC Log: Elisabeth and Jareth )
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| Settling in... |
[25 Jun 2003|03:02pm] |
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I just arrived at the Institute and have done my best to settle in. Most of my things will be arriving tomorrow, but I brought my laptop (along with my clothes) so I would be able to hook into the system in some way. I was brought here by a newly-graduated student who obviously didn't want to be picking me up from the airport or anywhere else, for that matter. And then he acted like he had some duty to see me taken care of, even if he wanted to be anywhere else in the world. At any rate, I convinced him of my capability of taking care of myself and found my room readily enough, threw some of my clothes in the dresser, and here I am. God only knows if I'm supposed to be here instead of at some high-level university where I expected to be, teaching while they paid my way through research and the sort. Time will tell, at any rate. I think I'll go have a look at the computer systems I'll be working with.
( OOC Log: Elisabeth's Intro )
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