memnus: Green-eyed person hiding under covers (Hiding in bed (QoW))
Qualcomm called me back. Turns out that they were being a bit overenthusiastic in their hiring and they don't have a spot after all. Couple that with having lost touch with Ice Edge, and we're back to square one. I'm really not sure where to go from here. Maybe archery instruction has something to it after all to pay bills; I could also maybe find a coach in San Diego and start practicing full-time. With four years of practice, I might be looking at London 2012...

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memnus: A stylized galaxy image, with the quote "Eternity lies ahead of us - and behind. Have you drunk your fill?" (Default)
The lights swirled about his eyes as the world rose, impossibly slowly. Even as he landed flat on his back, only barely cushioned by the carpet, the motion didn't stop: turning, turning, brilliant wide circles. Each one kept dancing through its prescribed pirouettes and spins, tumbling back down toward him as if to lift him up into their midst, more alive than the shell on the floor ever was. The lights were freed from their fixtures just as he was, and eager for his company.

Too eager?

As they encircled him, twisting lines solidified into bars, wending and weaving closer and closer. He withdrew from one, and recoiled as it snapped into crimson snarls. The lights about him - serpents, he saw, writhing with rage - turned to regard him. They saw no escape from their hunger, and he saw only what they saw, painted in strokes of his fear.

Hands. He felt his hands, then, solid against a forgotten world, but they were slow to grip and pull. Fingers tangled in the earth, the earth grew into the carpet, and he dragged, dragged himself toward his abandoned body. Hands, then arms and shoulders; feet and knees and more. There was pain as he returned but he did not cry out, did nothing that the snakes might hold. His sides burned, his chest was heavy and stiff as metal. He crawled for miles up his neck, desperate, into the cavern of his own head.

The lights winked out - his eyes were closed.

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memnus: Dave Davenport and Lovelace with quotes from Alice In Wonderland (We're All Mad Here (Narbonic))
I'd heard rumors, but you all know me. How could I take this crap seriously. I mean really, you read all kinds of crap on the internet. For as bored as I was at work, the first account I'd actually trust came that much too late. Oh, hells, of all the days to take the bus route that goes past the city cemetary.

The place was a mess, let me tell you.

The worst is that people don't seem to notice. Just go about their lives, until they stray too close and chomp, it's over. I managed to get back here, but I don't know if I can get out again. The construction team working on the balconies got attacked while I was eating, and they're between me and the garage. Their ladder got knocked down, at least, and with my couch against my third-floor door I can keep them out, so far. But when they're in, I won't last long.

I'll do what I can... but really, I'm not equipped for this. The ceiling is too low, and my bow doesn't have that much stopping power, especially if I have to pierce the skull at point-blank range. The couple daggers I keep around may give me just enough reach to keep one or two off, but gods know I don't have the speed to survive in close combat.

Food... well, a few days at least. If electricity stays one, I can maybe leverage a bag of flour into the bare minimum for quite a while. But gods, I don't want to. If anyone is reading this that can organize anything, send something for me.

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Sep. 13th, 2006 09:08 pm
memnus: A stylized galaxy image, with the quote "Eternity lies ahead of us - and behind. Have you drunk your fill?" (Default)
Somewhere nearby, a fan coughed noisily and whirred to life. The cool draft raised goosebumps on her arm, jolting her out of her blissful daze. "I've got work," she sighed, leaning forward again and reaching for some protection against the chill. She could feel his eyes on her back as she did, and slung his shirt at him without looking.

She was rewarded with a startled splutter and rustle of fabric as he clawed the offending articl from his face and shuffled into it. Stretching his legs into the now-vacant seat, he fixed her with another pointed gaze. "Why do you keep going back?"

"I do need to eat sometimes."

"That's not what I asked."

She paused, but didn't look back at him. She knew what she would see if she did, and there was nothing in those eyes she'd ever resisted before. "You know that's not fair."

"If you say so."

"Goddammit," she whispered. A few months ago she could have slugged him for that; very nearly had, in fact. But despite having had the same conversation a dozen times, she knew that through it all, he was listening. "I'll call you," she told him, as she kicked her shoes upright and stepped into them. Before he had a chance to respond, she was gone.

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Aug. 29th, 2006 12:25 pm
memnus: A stylized galaxy image, with the quote "Eternity lies ahead of us - and behind. Have you drunk your fill?" (Default)
She narrowed her eyes at him and swung her feet to the floor, arching her back to remove the knots brought about by blissful inaction.

"You don't have to, you know." He finally opened his eyes to return her gaze.

"No, I probably should." She bent forward to study the floor. Somewhere here, she vaguely recalled, were her clothes.

"Suit yourself." He closed his eyes again, settling deeper into the pillows.

"You're exasperating," she said fondly, leaning back, temporarily giving up the search. Perhaps she could spare a few further minutes here, after all.

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Aug. 22nd, 2006 05:52 pm
memnus: A stylized galaxy image, with the quote "Eternity lies ahead of us - and behind. Have you drunk your fill?" (Default)
They sprawled on opposite ends of the couch, lost for a time in their own thoughts. The afternoon sun filtered through the blinds, painting brilliant streamers in the aftermath of his disastrous attempt at baking, before drawing even lines on the carpet. As the wall clock unobtrusively chirped a reminder, she stirred and opened her eyes to look at him.

"I suppose I should find my way out," she sighed, though she made no attempt to move. His only response was to curl his toes against the back of her knee.

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