<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:01:58.661-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Caster</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;html&gt;
The thoughts of Gene Starwind as seen in the Evil Yaoi Club, recorded via Gillium.
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&lt;/html&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-106170403937364383</id><published>2003-08-24T01:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T01:49:17.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gillium:  Good evening, Gene.  Did you rest well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /yawns and lets out a small chuckle/  Hell no!  But it was worth it./grins/   I can't believe we finally caught the bastard!  /stretches and sits his chin in his hand/  I am sooooo ready to get back home to Juste and Schu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Do you think this means you will once again be trapped away from the Inne as you were before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /shurgs/  Who can tell?  All I know is that I'm gonna get to be with them one way or the other and I can't wait!  With the all the money we nabbed for bringing his little boss buddies in with him we're set for life.   /cackles/  I can't wait to officially celebrate.  Maybe I can convince Jim to come, he can't stay mad forever after all.  All I gotta do is lay on some charm, maybe a quick shoulder rub, or if he's really adventurous... /evil grin/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /blinks/  Please say that you are joking.  You cannot possibly be considering such a foolhardy move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Why not?  I think it's a great plan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Jim is not as...carnal as you, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  So it's something to work on.  He can't be totally chaste.  I know that much after our little night together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  What?  You know something I don't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I know nothing you should not know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Hmmm...why does that sound like you're avoiding something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I am afraid I cannot say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  There it goes again.  You are avoiding something, aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I am not at liberty to discuss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /picks up the drone/  Okay, you.  Spill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Please, Gene.  I cannot, I was ordered not to disclose the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Ordered by who?  I'm the captain!  Why don't I order you to--/door chimes followed by a familiar voice over the comlink/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim:  Hey, Aniki...you got a minute.  We need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /looks toward the door, then at Gillium and whispers/  I know you're responsible for that distraction somehow.  I'm asking again later. /goes to a normal voice level/  Come on in, Jim!  /glares at Gillium again/  An as for you.  Post as is so I can remember precisely what you said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /sweatdrops/  Right away, Gene.  /posts as is/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-106170403937364383?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/106170403937364383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/106170403937364383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106170403937364383' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-105867488418371130</id><published>2003-07-20T00:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-20T00:21:24.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gillium:   Forgive me, Gene, but you look positively wretched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  I feel wretched.   Maaan, you think life can't possibly get worse and something comes along to completely fuck you over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I am afraid I do not follow your reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  I had sex with Omi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /blink/  You seem to be developing a penchant for the younger generation.  I find that rather disturbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  &lt;b&gt;You&lt;/b&gt; find it disturbing?  What about me?!  /plops into his chair and drops his chin on his palm/  At least Omi is legal, he just &lt;i&gt;looks&lt;/i&gt; like jailbait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Yet you do not seem vindicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Hell no!  The kid had some sort of breakdown just as we got finished.  Schu claims it isn't my fault, but damnit Gillium.  I wasn't exactly gentle.  Even if I'm not the real reason I was probably some kind of trigger.  I shouldn't have done it...even if he needed it.  I should have stalled for Schu and Juste, given him a backrub, started a waterfight, anything but give in.   It's unfair I tell you, nobody with that sweet a face should put out that much lust.  It's a recipie for disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I am afraid your train of thought once again leaves me confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Okay, look.  Omi got nabbed by Nakago, same asshole who fucked up Yotan and Hakkai.  Nakago let a demon have his way with the kid, and now he's got a libido like you wouldn't believe &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; puts out enough lust thanks to some brand new telpathy that you just want to jump in and enjoy.   He doesn't even have to &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt;  If you felt it just once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I am immune to such emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Listen to you. "I am immune to such emotions".  I wish you knew what they felt like, then you'd understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I would not be an appropiate mediary for this diary if I had emotions to confuse my judgement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Damn...you're got me there.  /sighs/  Anyway, I got yanked before I got a chance to officially apologize.  Omi told me what we did was good...that it wasn't me, but the kid is so sweet that may have just been an attempt to soothe.  I want to find out for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  That is understandable.  Would you like me to have my droid awake and seek him out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  No, no...this has to be done face to face.  I have to be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I understand.  Then what shall you do in the meantime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /sighs/  I guess I go talk to Jim.  I gotta find out what's up with him, even if I don't like the answer.  I still love him, even if he doesn't want me.  If I can't have him I can at least let him know he wasn't just some one night stand or a replacement for Juste and Schu.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /blinks/  I think he knows, Gene.  You have a guest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /looks over his shoulder and spies Jim in the doorway and makes a quiet oath/  Fuck!  /smiles at Jim and speaks from the corner of his mouth/  Save as is and get rid of the evidence FAST!   I'm going to go stall before he sees any of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Right away, Gene.  /posts as is/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-105867488418371130?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/105867488418371130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/105867488418371130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105867488418371130' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-105832462731107628</id><published>2003-07-15T23:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-15T23:03:47.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gene:  /barrells into the room, and begins pacing heavily/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Gene?  Are you well?  You seem agitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /snarls/  Oh, well there's a fucking brilliant observation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: /blinks/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /sighs/  You should patent that look.  I don't know how it does what it does, but... /plops into a chair/  I slept with Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I beg your pardon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Me, Jim, sex.  Any of that computing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  It was my impression you were waiting until he was older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: At least until his body had matured somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Not to mention the legal age in this area is--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  I KNOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  May I inquire what made you decide to disregard your previous decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  You humans are very peculiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /blows a raspberry, then sighs/  Alright, I do know...I just don't know how I could let my libido get the better of me.  It's like this.  Jim noticed I'd been moping about and came into the room to talk.  I wasn't at my best, so it took a bit of time to get my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Can I take that to mean you were drunk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Hey!  I wasn't that fucking drunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Whatever you say, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /drops his head to the desk with a loud clunk/  Oh who am I kidding?  I was pratically marinating in booze.  I swear I'm going off the stuff.../spies a bottle nearby/  tommorow  /grabs the bottle and opens it/  Tommorow is always good.  /takes a deep drink, then spits it out/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /blinks/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Natsy!  What the fuck?  /looks at the label/  Fuck, it must have gone to vinegar.  /lets out a long breath/  So...anyway.  He comes in there, and gets me to talking.  I end up spilling the beans over everything that had been happening.  After giving me a lecture on karma he starts dragging me to the bed for some rest.  We stumbled along the way and I ended up on top of him.  /cuts off then goes to drink, remembers it's vinegar, and makes a grimace before he starts digging up a bottle of something decent from somewhere under his cot, talking from underneath/  He felt so nice...I just meant to hold him a little while.   I even asked if I could just hold him a little while.  I fall asleep and when I wake up I'm still half baked and there's this warm body next to me.  I guess I kissed before I thought and then he responded and the whole fucking thing snowballed. /tosses out various items/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  If I may make an observation.  Jim does not seem upset at this turn of events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  That's why I'm worried.  He hasn't called me a perv or a cheezball or even a jerk all weekend.  That's not like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I see...I assumed you were starting to get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  We always get along, arguing is how we show affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Is that what you call it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /blows another raspberry/  Look, I need something decent to drink or I'll never be able to finish this.  I'm heading for the galley.  Just post whatever and I'll catch-up on it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  As you wish, Gene  /posts as is/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-105832462731107628?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/105832462731107628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/105832462731107628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105832462731107628' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-105726549992111114</id><published>2003-07-03T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T16:51:39.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gillium:  Ah, Gene.  I take it you wanted to make an entry in your journal.  I’ll access the files right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /nods then plops down in the chair and runs his hands over his face/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  ...Gene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /peeks out between his fingers/  Hrrmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: /blinks/  Have you been imbibing in alcohol again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /switches chin to palm and hiccups/  Whatever gave you that idea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Aside from your slightly slurred speech, bloodshot eyes, and the fact you have a rather large bruise forming where your elbow connected with the chair’s arm and yet you haven’t seemed to notice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /blearily lifts said arm to stare at the large red bruise that is rapidly starting to go purple and shrugs/  Sho what if I had a teeny drink?  /lets the arm drop, barely missing another collision/  I think I’m entitled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  That may well be, but I hardly think it is an appropriate time to make a journal entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /waves a hand/  Just, do it anyway.  I need to get some stuff out.  /sighs and irritably shoves some of the stray strans of his growing hair away from his forehead/  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  As you wish, Gene.  I’ll do my best to decipher on your behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /blows a half-hearted raspberry/  It’s not like I’m always drunk.  Hell…I’d been doing pretty damn good at keeping it to just one or two ever since I was with Juste and Schu.  /sighs/  I guess I just suck without them around.  I never thought I’d get stuck here without them.  I sorta figured if I wasn’t with them in this time I’d still have the Inne, but Fate has decided to be a bitch again.  That or Lady Luck decided to stick with with her ugly stepsister.  /humorless laugh/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Would you like me to see if Juste is available?  My drone is still at the Inne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /sighs/  Nah, forget it…it’s just not the same.  /lays his head down and looks at Gillium/  You’re lucky you know.  You’re always there.  You always have a place to escape.  You always have the Inne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /blinks/  I don’t think that I really need an escape, Gene.  I’m still just a computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /shakes his head and lifts the Gillium drone/  Yeah, right…and Mel is just an android.  Nah, both of you are pretty damn unique.  /tilts Gillium to one side/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: Gene!  Please stop that.  You know keeping me off center can ruin my center of gravity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /giggles/  Wonder what you’d be like if you had a real body?  I picture you something like that guy Sanzon.  Permanent frown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /huffs/  I find that rather offensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Whaat?  /chuckles and sets Gillium back down/  He’s cute…just pissy.  /sighs and sits his chin in his palm again/  I even miss that guy.  /looks at the wall/  I saw someone who reminded me of Juste today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: Ah…hence the drinking/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /lopsided grin/  See, you can put 2 and 2 together.  /makes his way over to his cot and flops back/   I thought I was going to be cool, but…damn.  Seeing him and his boyfriend made me remember all I missing.  I started worrying about all this stuff I told myself I wouldn’t.  I started worrying somehow he’s start liking Meier better and when I go back I won’t have a place here or there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started worrying that Schu wouldn’t understand and they’d end up fighting again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started worrying that maybe I won’t see either of them again period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/sighs and rolls over/  Then I started feeling lonely.  I so wanted to go to a club tonight…even started to, but one I was at the door I just couldn’t do it.  It just doesn’t hold the same appeal it used to.  /shakes his head/  I’m supposed to be Gene Starwind.  Always cool, always ready for fun and adventure…now it’s hard to give a flying fuck.  I just want to get back to Juste and Schu.  I don’t even care about the bounty as much anymore.  If he hadn’t pissed me off I wouldn’t still be chasing his sorry ass.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I do believe those are all signs of depression.  Perhaps you should seek another outlet…a hobby perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /glares, then suddenly sits and claps a hand over his mouth before running for the lavatory/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Or not… /waits a few minutes, then decides to post as is when Gene is not forthcoming/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-105726549992111114?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/105726549992111114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/105726549992111114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105726549992111114' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-95425471</id><published>2003-06-08T00:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-08T00:56:33.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gillium:  Good morning, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /looks a bit disgruntled and waves a hand/  Whatever, just start recording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  ...of course, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Well, as the last entry says.  I found them.  I found Juste and Schu, but I wasn't able to spend as much time with them as I wanted.  I promised to get that bounty after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  You do not sound very enthusiatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  That'd be because I just found out where he's hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I take it we will have trouble entering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Oh no...I can get us in...just not the way I'd prefer.  /holds up a disk and slide it into the drive/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  ....oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I had no idea such an establishment could exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Oh trust me Gillium, there's a buisness for every fetish, including this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I take it you will have to pretend to be a client.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Part of the staff then?  A janitor, or-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /shakes his head/  No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /sighs and buries his face/  I can't believe I have to do this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I take it this is what had Jim so amused earlier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /face still buried, nods/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /opens fingers to peek out/  They've gone to get the appropiate clothing.  Damn...I really hate this.  Suzu and Aisha are going to tease me too.  I just know it, just look at the way Jim laughs every time he looks at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  It will be worth it if you manage to get him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /uncovers face/  Oh, we'll get him out alright.  Suzu and Aisha will see to the muscle work since I can't use my gun.  I just have to control the urge to rip out throats if someone hits on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  You don't plan to participate in the activities, do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /snarls/  Hell no!  I just found Juste and Schu, there's no way I'm giving it up to some slimeball with a drag fetish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /sighs/ I am &lt;b&gt;so&lt;/b&gt; glad I told them I'd handle this one on my own.  I really don't need even more humiliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I'm sure they would not judge you, Gene.   Despite their amusement, everyone knows that you are doing this for their benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Yeah...I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Have you decided what you will do after this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  I suppose I split up the bounty and stay put.   You don't mind Earth that much do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  No, of course not, but what of our crew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  I'm not entirely sure.  I suppose I have to let them decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: Melfina has expressed loyalty to you.  She will stay if you desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /smiles/  Nice to know I won't loose my navigator.  I guess we'll just have to wait and see on the rest.  Jim will stay too, but I don't know about Suzu and Aisha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I am certain they will tell you in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Yeah.../stands up/  Tell you what, Gillium.  I'm going to go talk to them for a bit.  I'll do the journal later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Certainly, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Later.  /waves/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Until then, Gene.  /posts as is/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-95425471?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/95425471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/95425471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95425471' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-94884818</id><published>2003-05-26T01:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T22:21:57.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gillium: Gene!  Are you certain this is the wisest decision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /steers the hoverbike they’re currently on around a tree/ Of course!!  We’re guaranteed privacy since I sent the others after our bounty.  What better time to make an entry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: /eyes wide as the landscape zipping by them/ Perhaps in a more sturdy craft?  If we should crash this drone would not survive the impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /swoops under a low lying branch/ Like I would?  Now quit whining and start recording!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: I already have Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: Great!  Now then...this is what...our 12th attempt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: I believe it is our &lt;b&gt;13th&lt;/b&gt; attempt, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: Hey!  Lucky 13, fate will be on our side this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: I certainly hope so Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: Hey, don’t be so glum!  You gotta look on the bright side...  /the bike bursts through the edge of the forest and out into an open area/   See?  We’re out of the forest and the estate is still perfectly intact. /slows to a walking speed and points to a very gothic building looming on the horizon/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: Hmm, it does appear to be 18th century architecture, that is promising at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /stops the bike and hops off, picking Gillium up from his perch inside a Lucite container set between the handlebars/  Now, then...lets start looking.  Two sets of eyes are better than one after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Perhaps we can begin with that fence...in Juste era, areas fenced off in such a manner usually served as either gardens or cemetaries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /grins/  See?  I told you, you'd be useful.   /goes over to the fence, noticing a few tombstones beyond it, obviously ancient, but also well cared for/  Well, here's hoping.   /follows the fence until he finds the gate and goes inside/  You look that way,   I'll look this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /nods by shifting his eyes/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /kneels by a small statue of an angel cradling a man and reads the weathered plaque/  Maxim Kischine....  /smiles/  It has to be him!  It has to be that guy Juste cared about!  /stands and bows to the statue respectfully/  Thanks, Maxim...I promise I'll find him...and I'll take good care of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /blinks/  Gene....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /rubs back of head and cackles/  Well, enough with the sentimental stuff.  Let's find that mark.   /looks around, trying to judge by date, then notices the mausoleum and the door lying on the ground nearby, becoming overgrown with plant life/  Hmm...this looks...interesting.  /walks toward it/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Gene, are you certain it is wise to simply walk into a crypt without permission?  Need I remind you of what happened at that other cemeta--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /lightly shakes the droid/  Hey!  How was I supposed to know that gravekeeper would show up for maintence at midnight?   Besides, there's no door, it's not like they're making an attempt to keep people out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /blinks/  Please refrain from doing that again...it's unsettling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /steps into the small building/  Yeah, yeah, whatever!  /looks around, eyes taking in the dusty altar, and the indent in the dust that indicates something coffin shaped was there for quite a while as it built up/   Hmm...lousy housekeep--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Gene...there is something on the far wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /blinks and looks where directed, noticing the shimmer and moves closer, gasping as it becomes a bit clearer and runs the rest of the way/  This....this is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  The same mark Mr. Schuldig bears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /closes his eyes/  We've found him...we've found them!  /eyes open and he lifts Gillium, twirling happily/  Ha ha!  We did it, Gillium!  We proved we share the same reality!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I am happy for you, Gene, but you still must locate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /smile falls a little/  Geez, just ruin my joy why don't ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I apologize, but it is a valid point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Hrmmm...well, it's obvious somebody has been taking care of the rest of the cemetary, this is the only spot that wasn't cared for.  I say we go pay a housecall to the people that own the mansion.  They might know something.../grins/ aaaand, they might be eating dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /blinks/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Whaaat?  /starts heading out/  Anybody that lives in a place that big is bound to have food to spare for a poor lost traveler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Gene....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  What? /getting upset/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  We have company.  /opens slightly to extend a little arm and point at a figure by the gate/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**There is a lone man leaning in the gateway to the cemetary. His hair is long and copper red and he's wearing tight white jeans and a tight dark green t-shirt.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Uhhh....Gillium?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Yes, Gene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:   Save and post as is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: /straightens and starts walking, menacingly towards the duo/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Of course, Gene.  /posts as is/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-94884818?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/94884818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/94884818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94884818' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-94760310</id><published>2003-05-22T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T19:52:02.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gene: /takes a seat and wipes his brow/  Whew...am I glad to be back.  That guy is a slave driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I assume you're referring to the gentleman that hired you earlier?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /nods/ Yeah! /cracks his neck and stretches/ Guy had me hauling stuff all day in normal G.  Still. /pulls out a wad of bills and waves them/ I paid so I ain’t gonna complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: Was that not what you did when you first arrived?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /razz/ Anyway...I thought you might like to know this means we can leave this dusty old port and head for Romania.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: You seem to be quite driven to accomplish your mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: Of course I am!  If I find the mark I can tell Juste or Schu the next time I get to the Inne, then we can figure out a way to meet each other.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: What will you do if you are unsuccessful?  You’ve invested all our funds into this one trip, we might not be able to return home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /waves hand/ Ahh, I’ll worry about that when it happens.  After all, we got this far, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: That is true...but should we really rely upon luck for something so essential?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: Hey!  Remember, guys who think big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: I recall the speech, Gene.  You’ve said it often enough.  I just don’t want you to become disillusioned should this fail to turn out the way you had hoped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: Don’t worry about it!  I wasn’t lying about that million wong bounty fleeing to Earth. I’ll just convince the others he might be hanging around Romania, do my little bit of searching, then after I find the mark we go after this guy for real.  Easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: If you say so, Gene.  I can’t argue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /grins/ Well, I’m gonna freshen up a bit.  Maybe I’ll get lucky and drop in at the Inne tonight.  Need me some fun time.   /smirks and stands up/   Save and post as is, Gillium.  I want a record of my brilliance to look back on in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: /sweatdrop/ Whatever you say, Gene.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /cackles as he heads for the showers/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: Perhaps I should have told him of my discussion with Juste... /blinks a few times/ No...that’s definitely not a logical consideration. /posts as is/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-94760310?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/94760310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/94760310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94760310' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-94524013</id><published>2003-05-18T00:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T00:45:04.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gillium:  Good evening, Gene.  How was your discussion with Jim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /uncovers his cheek and points to a fresh bruise/  How do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Not well I take it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /sighs/  Actually, better than I'd expected.  At least he's talking to me again...even if it's to yell at me about not trusting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I imagine it was quite a shock to him when you revealed how you were spending you time at the Inne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: I know...I know....I should have told him sooner.  I just didn't think he'd believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:   Not to be rude, Gene, but after the Galactic Leyline I believe his perceptions have broadened somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /small, pained smile/  I suppose seeing me zap in as pure data would do that, huh?   /sighs again/  Still, I needed to get it out.  I needed to tell him how I feel about Juste and Schu, and especially him.  /gentle poke at the bruise, followed by a wince/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Jim is quite wise for a human,  he would be logical about the entire affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:   Oh, so hitting me is logical now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I refuse to answer such a query...as it might result in damage to my person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /razz/  Hmph!  Thanks for the love, Gillium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  You mentioned Jim only seemed upset that you did not trust him.  Can I assume that means he is accepting of your love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /blinks/  You know...I didn't think of it that way.  /smiles/  Heh...I gotta go ask him.   It'll be worth another punch if I find out he wants me too.  /stands up/  Save and post as is...we'll do the journal later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Of course, Gene....good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /grins/  Thanks!   See ya soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /nods/  Until then, Gene.   /posts as is/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-94524013?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/94524013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/94524013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94524013' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-94285470</id><published>2003-05-13T16:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T16:30:50.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gillium:  Gene, what is that around your neck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /fingers the choker about his throat/  Do you like it?  It's from Juste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Pardon me if I'm wrong Gene, but aren't such items considered marks of ownership in this location?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /grins evilly/  You catch on quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /eyes shrink to tiny pinpricks/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Oh don't look so shocked, Gillium.  It's not like you couldn't tell by now I'm head over heels for those two.  /hooks thumb toward collar/  This is proof...this is something that I can keep with me wherever I go.  /eyes soften/  It's a reminder that I have real and true lovers waiting for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  But Gene, what about the rest of the crew, won't they question such an item?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Let 'em ask all they want.  I'm not ashamed anymore...I want people to know I'm in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  And what of Jim?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /sighs/   I love him to...but you know why I can't pursue him....not yet.  Still, you have a point, it's time we had a heart to heart.   I just hope he takes it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I imagine Mr. Luo  will be quite upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Hmm, you got me there...I guess I'll have to gloss things over for everyone but Mel and Jim.  They'll understand.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I hope that you are right, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Hey, am I ever wrong?  /grins/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  ....I decline to comment on that particular statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /snarls/  What's that supposed to mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /sweatdrops/  Nothing Gene, nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Hmph, well anyway...I want you to note that Schu is heading off to Romania to search for signs of Juste.  /holds up a photo/  This is the mark he'll be looking for, upload it for me...I think I might do a bit of hunting myself on our next visit to Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Earth?  We're going to Earth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Yeah...yeah we are.  I haven't told Juste or Schu yet...but some ruins from their time are still intact.  I want to see if we are on the same timeline.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Gene, you've been to the leyline, you know that there is an ifinite number of possibilities.  The chances are astronomical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  A chance is a chance, Gillium.  You've seen me pull off stuff that's against the odds before...there's no reason this should be any different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /sighs/  I hope you are correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  I do to, Gillium, I do too.   /stands/  Save and post as is.   I want to get back before they wake up and notice me missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Rest well, Gene.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  I always do when I'm with them.  /grins/  Later, Gillium!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:   Until then, Gene.  /posts as is/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-94285470?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/94285470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/94285470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94285470' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-93728025</id><published>2003-05-03T21:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T21:50:24.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gene:  /plops into a chair with a sigh and rubs his hands over his face/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /waits a few moments then speaks up/  Gene, the journal is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /sighs/  Sorry, Gillium.  Just trying to get my thoughts together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I understand, Gene.   You visited Yohji's world last night on behalf of Lady Kudoh, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /nods/  Yeah...it wasn't pretty.  /sighs/   I was so scared...I thought they were going to die.   Seeing Juste get hit by all those bullets...it just made my stomach turn.  I know he can take the damage now, but FUCK...I don't want him hurt even if he can heal.  All that blood...I didn't think is was possible to see that much blood.  At least....not until Nagi and Juste picked up on the fact Schu was in deep shit.  We mowed through some more cannon fodder and got there just in time for us to see Schu go down.  /growls/  She slit his fucking throat...Do you have any idea what it's like to see that happen to a man you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillum:  /blinks/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Heh, guess that's a dumb question.  /sighs/  They're both safe now, but I can't stop wondering what I would have done if they hadn't made it.  /eyes begin to shine/  I don't want to loose them Gillium.  I love them so much.  Part of me would have died with them. /leans forward with a groan and starts to massage his temples/  I don't want to think anymore, it's just going to give me a headach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/shakes his head/  Well the good news it that Crawford got his.  He'll never hurt anyone again, and Ma....  /grins/  Well with a bit of divine intervention, Ma is much better.  Guess we aren't on God's shitlist yet.  /chuckles/  Anyway, that's enough out of me for today.  Juste and Schu are still here and I sure as hell plan to milk the time while I have it.  /stands/  Post and save as is, I'm gonna grab a bite to eat just in case Juste is hungry.  /waves/  Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Enjoy your meal, Gene.  /posts as is/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-93728025?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/93728025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/93728025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93728025' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-93631240</id><published>2003-05-01T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-01T22:53:49.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gillium:  /stares at outlaw/  Gene?  What happened to your face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /holding ice pack to his jaw/   My face met Yohji's fist, that's what.  /sits down and grumbles/  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  What started the altercation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /lifts pack a moment and pokes the injury, wincing in pain/   Me and my voyerism.  I caught him and Gojyo on tape and he didn't much appreciate it.  Still think he overreacted though.  /sighs/  Bastard ruined my best camera, all over a stupid joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Gene, you really need to work on your empathy.  It's understandable he would be upset.  Just like Miss Suzaka when you took her in a state of undress back at--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  It's not the same!!  Suzaka doesn't normally run around half dressed and hanging over her boyfriend!  I really didn't think he'd get that damned angry.  Not considering the way he and Gojyo are always hanging over each other even in front people.  I figured he'd probably knock me down and demand the memory stick.  It was supposed to be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Apparantly, Mr. Kudoh did not agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /sits back and puts the pack back onto his swollen jaw/  No shit.  /sighs again/  Damn it, Gillium!  We were finally starting to get along.  Now I've got him and Gojyo pissed at me, not to mention Ma.   I don't know if I'm ever going to be able to fix this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Have you apologized?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Hey, I returned the stick didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Hmm, perhaps I should be more specific.  Did you tell them you were sorry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /grunts/  No way,  I'm not about to.  He overreacted damn it!   A couple pics of hugging without so much as a glimpse of the groin is no reason to smash a guys camera!!   I coulda took the punch, no problem, was even prepared for it.  But that was taking shit too far.  What if my pics of Juste and Schu had still been in there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I do believe you AND Mr. Kudoh would be wearing a good deal more bruises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: Hmph, you're assuming I actually hit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  That would be your usual method of retaliation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /small pained chuckle/  Oh I tried...but Mom started yelling and it kinda took the fight outta me.  /sighs and lowers the mostly melted cool pack/  I think I'd better figure out something to butter her up.  I really don't want any of them mad at me.  Not when I was starting to enjoy life at the Inne again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Perhaps some flowers?  Aren't they rather popular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  And so totally obvious.  /shakes his head/  Nah, I need something more subtle.   /rubs chin, only to wince and drop his hand/   I gotta think on this a bit...save and post as is Gillium.  I got shopping to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Very well, Gene.  I will see you when you return.  /posts as is/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-93631240?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/93631240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/93631240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93631240' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-93283378</id><published>2003-04-26T02:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T02:03:57.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gene:  /yawns loudly before looking at Gillium with a sleepy smile/   He's back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Pardon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Juste.  He's back, Gillium!  He's finally back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I wasn't aware he had left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Not that way silly, his memory, he got back his memory!  /big goofy grin/  He called me "beloved"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillum:  Ah...I'm very happy for you, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /picks Gillium up and give him a nuzzle/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /eyes shrink to pinpoints/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Heh, sorry,  had to hug someone.  /sets Gillium down/  I'm on top of the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  That's very nice, Gene, but don't you have anything to add to your journal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /waves a hand/  Nah, that can wait.  I just thought I'd drop by and share the good news before I go get something to eat.  Gotta keep the food supply stocked for Juste, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /would turn green if possible/  I'm still uncomfortable with the thought of you giving up so much blood as a foodstuff, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /grins/  Don't worry, it doesn't hurt...feels pretty damned good in fact.   /stands up again stretching languidly/  I'll check ya later, Gillium.  I've gotta jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Good day, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Yup, very good day!  /leaves humming an old space ditty/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /blinks a few more times, then saves and posts as is/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-93283378?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/93283378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/93283378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93283378' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-93052717</id><published>2003-04-22T12:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T12:01:02.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gillium:  /looks at Gene and the assorted empty bottles around him with concern/  Gene? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /looks up and take another sip from his whiskey/  Don't even start Gillium, not after sticking fucking pink kitties on my journal.  What the fuck is up with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: [Revenge] You didn't specify a template, Gene.  In fact, as I recall you told me that any template would do as long as I--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: Ah, shaddap already!  I'm in a piss poor mood and I'm not willing to deal with it right now.  Just leave it as is and start taking the stupid diction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /shrinks one eye/  Of course...Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Hmph!  I thought it was bad enough that Juste was getting his past mixed up.  Bad enough that he'd been mentally violated, but last night....last night he didn't even recognize me.  /takes another drink/ He didn't even know who I am.  /eyes glisten slightly before he runs a hand over his face/  Damn it!  After all we've been through together....he didn't know who the fuck I was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He barely recognized, Schu.  I'm fairly certain that mark on his chest is the only reason Juste had any memory at all.  I let him rattle around in my brain for a while.  So he has the knowlege again, but it's not really his memory.  Just knowing what I remember and it sucks.  By the end of the night he seems to be more affectionate.  At least he wasn't flinging me around psychically, but he still doesn't know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure if he loves me still.  Can you love someone you've basically just met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph.  Stupid Inne, if Juste is here to relax why the fuck couldn't it have kept him long enough to be safe from that damned leech Orlox?  Why couldn't it protect him?  I thought this place was supposed to protect him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/looks at what's left of his bottle and goes a little green before dropping it into the trash/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want things back the way they were, damnit!  I want Juste and Schu and me being there for each other, whenever, wherever.   I want more nights walking in the moonlight just talking...and even more nights just fucking each others brains out.  Why couldn't it have stayed that simple? Why do things keep coming along to fuck things up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/lays his head down on the table and let's out a soft sob/  I just want my Juste back...why can't I just have him back?  Why can't I keep something good in my life for a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /blinks, about to reply when he notices Gene has passed out/  Gene... /posts as is/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-93052717?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/93052717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/93052717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93052717' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-92991283</id><published>2003-04-21T13:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T13:03:54.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Okay, let's see if I can get this right.  It's my first time posting without Gillium and I have no fucking clue what I'm doing.  Once I find that tin can I'm going to chew his arm off for disappearing when I've got so much on my mind.  Tch, anyway.  Back to why I couldn't wait until the Inne sent me back and just used the Gillium on the Outlaw Star...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I'm scared as hell.  When I saw Juste tonight he wasn't at all himself.   He didn't even know Maxim had died!  He was convinced it was his grandpa.  Needless to say me and Schu were both freaked!   Schu says some vampire mentally raped him.  I swear, if I thought I could take matters into my own hands I'd go to his realm and shove a caster up the bastard's ass!  How dare he hurt, Juste!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's been through so much already, he deserves a break, not more pain.  It's bad enough the only home he has to go to now is crypt that's basically a prison.  For all it's annoyances, I'm glad the Inne is here.  I shudder to think on Juste stuck in that place with no way out.  Which is exactly what he would have been if this place didn't exist.  I'm totally out of my league on this one.  The mental thing is Schu's forte.  So all I can really do for now is be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which drives me fucking nuts!  I want to be able to DO something.  ANYTHING!  I can't just sit around and hold Juste's hand telling him it'll be okay.  I need to MAKE it okay.  I just don't know how.  Goddamnit...I don't know what to do anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it!  I'm so out of here.  I need a fucking drink.  How the hell do you post this shit?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-92991283?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/92991283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/92991283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#92991283' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-92749884</id><published>2003-04-16T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T21:34:08.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gene:  /yawning/  Hey, Gillium.  What's with you?  You're looking more irritated than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  That man stuck me in his pocket like some sort of toy, then threw me into a wall.  My callibration has been completely thrown off!  Gene, you really must--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Whoa, whoa, what man?  Where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Mr. Farfello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Oh...him.  Well, geez, Gillium, he's insane, I don't think you can really take anything he does to heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /huffs and crosses his arms/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  At any rate, let's get back to the diary.  Okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillum:  Oh, yes...of course Gene.  Please begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /sits down/  Let's see, where to start?  /grins/  Heh, why not with the good stuff?  I had sex with Juste and Schu at the same time the other night.  Haven't done that in a long time.  It feels like forever since I got them both in the same spot.  /stretches/  Mmm...good times that.  Though I do still feel bad that I couldn't accept Juste's mark.  I know they say they don't mind, but I still feel bad for being unable to dive into the relationship the way they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really help it though.  /sighs/  I told them the truth when I said part of my heart will always be with Jim.  I don't even know if he'll ever return my feelings, but they're there.  They'll always be there.  Even if he rejects me I know I'll still love him...and in a way that's unfair to Juste and Schu.  They deserve someone who can love them both wholeheartedly, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn  /grits his teeth/  there I go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/sighs/  Well, I guess I'll just have to keep doing what I've been doing.  So far it seems to be working, I can only hope it keeps on working.  I really do love those two, and it's my dream to be able to be able to keep them all.   I don't need anything else.  Schu is perfect for my wilder side, he's the one I can hang out and party with....and Juste...well Juste brings out my softer side.  He's so beautiful, so strong yet delicate I feel the need to make him smile.  And yet, he also caters to the sadist in me.  I'll admit, that twisted little part of me that gets off on pain has found a perfect partner in Juste.  Not only does he accept...he's quite good at giving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/chuckles/  For that matter so is Schu...but it's been a while with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way...I really should mention Jim again.  The thing he gives me...in a way it's most important of all.   He's stability.  He's everything I'm not.  As long as he's there...I feel like I can take on the world.  Like no matter how bad things get, how tough...it's okay, because Jim has my back.  And I have his...  I'll always be there.  Even if I die...I'll find a way to watch over him.  He's the first person I ever truly loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /blinks/  Gene....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /laughs/  Well, I think that's enough of baring open my soul.  Juste and Schu tend to get themselves into trouble when I'm not around so I'd better go check up on them.  Save and post as is, Gillium.   /grins/  I'll see if I can convince Farfie not to use you as a baseball again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  It would be much appreciated, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /waves/  Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-92749884?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/92749884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/92749884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92749884' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-92388374</id><published>2003-04-10T18:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-11T18:54:51.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gillium:  Gene...I've secured the area, so Jim and the others won't disturb us.   You can begin whenever you're ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /blinks/  Huh?  Oh...yeah.  Thanks, Gillium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  You're welcome, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /rubs his chin, looking uncharacteristically serious/  Hmm, where to start.  /sighs/  I guess I'll just go as it occurs to me, that's what I always do anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium: ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /leans back in his chair/  I guess I'll start by saying Schu managed to get himself into trouble again.  I swear...I leave those two alone for a day and all sorts of shit starts to hit the fan.  Since when am &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; supposed to be a calming influence?  /shakes his head/  Tch!  That place is making me mushy.   /leans forward and props his chin again/   What scares me...is that I don't mind it, not one bit.   I like being able to comfort them...me...Gene Starwind.   Heh,  fate is strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/gets up and paces around the room/  At any rate, I think I managed to smooth things over, but it did bring up something really important.   We all agreed that we'd stay relatively free, but when Schu took that to heart Juste got hurt.   It's obvious now we're going to have to reevaluate things.  I love my sex, but I don't want it at the expense of loosing either of them.   I've always pictured myself staying the playboy forever...now...now I'm not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been lucky enough not to have temptation dropped into my lap since the demon invasion, but what happens when it does come around?  I know I'm not the cutest thing wandering the Inne, but I do know I'm attractive enough to make a certain types turn their head.  What would I do if I was attracted right back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Shuiichi was sitting in my lap back then I was tempted.  Sorely tempted...if the circumstances had been different I'm not so sure I wouldn't have made the exact same mistake Schu did.  That's why I'm not mad at him.  I can't blame him for giving in to something that almost caught me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/sighs and plops back into his seat/   Damn, Gillium...  I don't know what to do.   I'm trying to keep my face happy so they don't worry, but I'm terrified that our relationship might start falling apart.  I don't know if I could take that, not when it's gotten so important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  ....Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: /facepalms and rubs briskly/   Never mind...it's something I gotta work out for myself...but not while I'm sober.   Save and post as is Gillium.  I'm getting a drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:   ....Whatever you say, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /glances over his shoulder/ Later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-92388374?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/92388374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/92388374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92388374' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-92011937</id><published>2003-04-04T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T18:48:33.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gene: *yawning loudly*   Morning, Gillium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Greetings, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  I'm kinda tired, so let's make this quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /glances at the sunshine beaming into the windows of the tea room and looks back at Gene/  You really must learn to sleep at night, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /waves hand/  That's pointless here, Gillium.  You know I have to be awake when Juste is, that means sunlight and me won't be getting along unless he turns human again.  /smiles/  I didn't mention that yet, did I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  No, Gene.  You haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Heh, no time like now then.  /smiles/  Well, it's happened two times now.  The first time I got to hang out with him on the lawn, I made lemonade, and we just generally spent some time in the sun, even Schu.  I had to watch Shuii for a little while thanks to Sanzo appeared two steps from hell, but by the end of the day we were back together and all was well.  I spent the last part of that day just looking at him.  Trying to remember how the light looked on his skin.  *glances at his wrist cam*  I ran out and got this the next day, just in case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*  It's funny how you take little things like that for granted.  When he was still human I paid more attention to how he seemed to glow in the moonlight, now that I always see him in the moonlight I wish I'd taken more time to see him in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shakes his head*  The next time I barely got to talk to him, I got dragged in during a demon invasion, had to use a #9 to get rid of one.  Not fun!  *pouts*  I barely had energy for a kiss after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smiles again*  Still...I think I more than made up for it on this visit.  *stretches*  Man oh man did I enjoy it.  He just has the cutest way of--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Gene!  Please spare me the lurid details of your love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  *razz*  Anyway, we had some fun in the ballroom, before heading back to our room for some sleep.  *yawns*  Speaking of which...I really need some rest.  Save and post as is...I'll talk more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Good night, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Later, Gillium!  [signs off]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-92011937?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/92011937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/92011937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92011937' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-91674784</id><published>2003-03-30T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T19:46:03.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gene:  Man, oh man... I thought I'd never get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Things have been rather...stressful back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  No, kidding!  Anyway, I don't wanna talk about that.  I'm here to relax and that's what I'm gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Of course, Gene.  Shall we begin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Yup!   Now let's see....I was talking about Juste last time, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  That's correct, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Okay, Juste!   /leans chin on hand/  Man, where to start?  Juste is...well damn...he's amazing.  I've never seen a more perfect example of quiet strength.  Suzaka has nothing on this guy.  /grins/  Heck, neither does, Mel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Gene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Hey, hey...I'm just telling the truth.  Juste is so pretty it's almost heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillum:  What about Melfina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /sighs/  I care about her and all, but I also know I'm not what she needs.  /chuckles/  Why don't you date her Gillium?  She likes you well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  That is not amusing in anyway, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Right, right...at any rate.  I care about her, but not the way I care about Juste and Schu.   I never thought I'd say it, but I'm in love with another man...two other men.  Juste and Schu couldn't be more different, but they're just perfect somehow.  Juste is like a moonlit lake, pretty and tranquil, but hiding a lot beneath the surface.  And Schu...heh, well we're two of a kind.  All fire and passion...guess it's the hair.  Sometime's I wonder how Juste puts up with us.  Patience is definitely one of his virtues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It still unbelievable to me that he's a vampire now.  I mean, I know he is, heck I've basically force fed the guy.  But...it just doesn't seem like Juste, and not just because he used to be a vampire hunter.  I just can't see him as the killer he's convinced he could become.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/expression turns serious/  It shouldn't be that hard....he's even paler than Shido.  It doesn't take much imagination at all to imagine his skin taking on that pure white porcelain quality Meier has.  Even his hair is pale, silvery... /several moments pass/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Gene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Huh?  Oh!  Oh yeah...Juste.  /sighs/  He's had a real hard time of things...it just pisses me off that I can't help him more.  Sure I can give him blood so he doesn't go hungry, but what I really want to do is take away those shadows that haunt his eyes sometimes.  He's too sweet to have to take on that kind of pain.  Pain should be reserved for assholes like me.  Not a good man like, Juste.  /rubs hand over face/  Damn, now I'm getting frustrated again, and here I was hoping to relax...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/stands up/  Tell you what, Gillium.  I'm going to go burn some energy.  /grins/  Maybe see if Mama Kudou made some more of that cheesecake.  Save and post for me. I'll visit when I have something nicer to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Very well, Gene.  Enjoy your visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: *grins*  Hey, I'm Gene Starwind!!  I always have a good time!  /waves/  See ya 'round!  [signs off]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-91674784?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/91674784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/91674784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91674784' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5218413.post-91588334</id><published>2003-03-29T00:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T00:45:19.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gene:  Okay, Gillium.  All systems green?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Yes, of course Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Good, then you start recording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  I already have, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  What?!  And you didn't tell me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  You told me to start recording once I finished setting up the online journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  I said we could start recording ONCE you set up the journal.  I didn't mean..../eyes narrow/ Are you recording all this too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillum:  Of course, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /growls/  I'm starting to think I should have left you in the freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Then you would have to type these entries in youself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene: Hmpf!  Fine...a deal's a deal.  Just try not to annoy anyone else that visits the library, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Of course, Gene.  Now shall we start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Huh?  Oh yeah....sure.  Let's see...  /takes a seat/   I suppose I should start with why I'm even making these logs, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillum:  It would make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Okay, so first off.  About....oh I'd say two, three months ago.  I was dragged to a place called the White Oaks Inne.  A portal just opened up while I was on my way to Club Temptation and the next thing I know I'm plopped down on the bed in this huge hotel type place.  I wandered the halls for a bit and came across these guys playing pool.  They told me the whole galactic leyline nexus stuff that's supposed to explain just what this place is and how it works, a bit of time passes,  the guy Yohji was playing with...and no...I don't mean pool decided to poof on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention the poofing yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  No, Gene.  You haven't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Eh, I'll do it later.  Anyway, the guy, Meier I believe is was went poof and me being me I just had to tease him about it.  I'm not sure how but the next thing I know I was laid out on the pool table with Yohji doing &lt;b&gt;the&lt;/b&gt; most wonderful stuff to me.  *smiles, then glares at Gillium*  By the way Gillium, all this stays hush hush, don't you dare tell anyone back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Of course not, Gene, you've mentioned that &lt;b&gt;many&lt;/b&gt; times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Just being safe.  Anyway, after that....I pretty much figured out I'm bi and I also started showing up at this place a lot more often.  The next guy I was with was Shido, fangs or no, the guy gives great head.  A fact I'm sure Wufei is appreciating on a regular basis.  He didn't bite me, but I thought I might note it anyway because he was the one who got me comfortable with vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had quite a bit of fun back then, tried a little bit of everyone that didn't decide to pair up.  I kinda wish I'd had a chance at Zidane, but he's defintiely decided to attach himself to that Mitani kid.  It's just as well, being with him would have made me think too much of Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Gene?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /jumps up/  Oh don't start Gillium!  You know full well how I feel about Jim and you know that I'm going to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Yes, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /settles back down/  Now...where was I?  Oh, yeah...eventually Schu showed up.  /grins/  Man oh man I thought Gojyo was going to pop a vessel when I told him his name.  Had no clue he and Yohji didn't get along.  That guy is way protective of Yohji.  Heh, at any rate.  I did get to see that the Inne won't let us hurt each other.  A shield popped up between them and I just got to watch Go-man get angrier and angrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Yohji hadn't shown up hurt I'm sure Gojyo would have found a way to glare a hole right through that sheild.  It's pretty obvious they both made it out alive though, cause Gojyo and Yohji can still be found wrapped around each other on a regular basis, and it's pretty much the same for me and Schu.  /sighs/  I hate to admit it, but I've fallen pretty hard for Schu.  He makes me smile, and it's not just because his accent makes me think of Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joost!  I definitley can't forget Joost!  /grins then happens to look at the screen Gillium is typing all this on/  Hey, Gillium!!  You mispelled his name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Forgive me, Gene, but that is a common error with verbal dictation.  Homophones and uncommon names must be clarified in order for me to--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Alright already!  Sheesh, can't you just say 'spell that'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  /eyes blink/  Please, Gene.  Would you be so kind as to spell Joost's name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Sure, J-U-S-T-E.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Thank you, please continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Okay.  /sits back again/  Now, Juste will take some explaining.  The first time I was with him it was in a three way with Legolas.  Leggy went poof pretty soon after and we ended up cuddling with D'mer.  The heat of that particular man's body is quite interesting, just what he needed to thaw out that Aya guy that's always annoying Yohji.  Ahem....anyway...I digress...back to Juste.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[a knock sounds at the door]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  Damn...record and post as is Gillium.  I'll be back soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillium:  Of course, Gene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gene:  /signs off/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5218413-91588334?l=redcaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/91588334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5218413/posts/default/91588334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://redcaster.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91588334' title=''/><author><name>Casual</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12353132677353376476</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
