║ twenty-first stanza ║ text

[mumbled_truth]

Yeah, I realize this is pretty late, thanks to the curse and everything, but I wanted to thank all of you who came to the party Neil had on my birthday. And everyone who wished me a happy birthday, and everyone who gave me a present, even though, like I said, you really didn't have to get my anything. It meant a lot to me. Even if there were too many people there. I'm sorry I couldn't talk to anyone. I know Neil explained that to all of you, and I wouldn't have spoken much anyway, but... I'm still sorry I couldn't actually thank everyone properly.

Anyway. Is everyone alright from the curse now? It seems to have ended, hasn't it? I mean, we've been inside since it started, but it definitely sounds like it's quieter out there now. I've never really seen a war like that before. I mean, there were wars back home when I was younger, obviously. But those weren't the same at all. We weren't anywhere near the battlefields, not like this.

So, I just hope everyone is okay. Or that they're going to be.

It seems like I say a lot more when I don't have to actually say it.

Oh, and if anyone got hit by any part of a flying desk set on Friday night... sorry about that. We were really careful, so I don't think anyone did, but still, just in case, sorry.


[ooc: In class, replies later.]

Comments

[girlwithabow.livejournal.com]

I was hoping we had left all the wars at home. Clearly I was wrong.

[mumbled_truth]

I guess there are still a lot of wars when you're from?

[girlwithabow.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Last time I came back here, I just done fighting in one. Less people than the one here, but just as bad.

Somehow, the only bright spot in this is that there weren't any Skrulls. That's if you consider that a bright spot in a war.

[mumbled_truth]

I'm sorry... though I guess at least this one didn't last very long, either. Not that it felt that way while it was going on.

Do I even want to ask what a Skrull is?

[girlwithabow.livejournal.com]

It's okay. It wasn't my first war and it won't be my last which is the saddest thing to admit.

An alien. From the planet Skrullos. They're not all bad, just that idiotic group that wanted to take over Earth. Teddy's half-Skrull.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

I think it's over now, yes.

You had wars at home, when you were young? I'm sorry to hear that. It must've been awful for you, even if you weren't very near the battlefields.

[mumbled_truth]

Well, yeah, we did, but they really weren't like this was at all. I was much too young to even remember the big war, and almost everything that happened was overseas.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

Oh, I see. That would make quite a difference, yes, since you'd only hear news of the battles when someone brought word of it from overseas, and I imagine those updates came few and far between. Still, that's not necessarily a bad thing, and I'm glad you don't remember them.

[mumbled_truth]

Yeah. I know I'm really lucky. I didn't even know anyone who was in the army, I just... still kind of hate the idea of war at all.

[primrosella.livejournal.com]

I do, too. But at least it's all over now, and that's something to be glad for.

And speaking of things to be glad for, I'm glad you had a good birthday, too.

[OOC: Yeah, I...totally dropped the ball on that one, but, uhm, she got him a pair of Rollerblades.]

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

"Part of a flying desk set"?

[mumbled_truth]

It's a very important birthday tradition.

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

I'll take your word for it. I'm glad it sounds like you had a good time, at any rate.

[mumbled_truth]

I guess it's sort of an inside joke. But, yeah, I did... thanks.

Have we spoken before? I'm Todd.

[oshutup.livejournal.com]

I don't think we have. I'd spoken to Neil about attending but---well that's sort of irrelevant now. I'm Peter...Peter Pevensie.

I totally spazzed on that log. :/ sorry.

[moresake.livejournal.com]

A flying desk set, you say? You and Neil certainly get up to interesting things.

Awwwww that's okay~ XD /constantly battling RL myself

[mumbled_truth]

Yeah, I guess you could say it's kind of an inside joke.

My parents gave me a desk set for my last birthday, but... they gave me the same one the year before. So we threw the second one off the roof. I guess it's kind of a tradition now.

well. just so you know. Yuuko was totally there. <3

[moresake.livejournal.com]

And did it fly well?

TOTALLY. <3333

[mumbled_truth]

It did! It was very aerodynamic. The ones Neil got here were, too. He's very good at judging the flight capabilities of desk sets.

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Your thanks is not necessary if you enjoyed yourself.

[ooc: Sob I failed to get to that log. He would have told Todd the Narnian poem that summarizes The Horse and His Boy.]

[mumbled_truth]

It may not be necessary, but I still wanted to thank everyone. It did mean a lot.


[ooc: Thaaat's okay~ RL is sort of constantly beating me up now so I am quite understanding XDDD But that delights me! ... and admittedly makes me want to go reread the Chronicles of Narnia because I don't remember them nearly well enough now. Sob.]

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

Then I feel it is only right to say you're welcome.

[ooc: Ahahaha reread them and watch the movies! Obv I am biased 8)\

[mumbled_truth]

I really did enjoy the poem. Which I tried to express, but it's a little difficult.

I hope you enjoyed yourself, too. I know I'm not really great company right now.


[ooc: Well I have seen the movies, at least? <3 Though I haven't read the books in years. /on a mission now.]

[miss-waldorf.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry I missed it, happy belated birthday, Todd.

How old should you be?

[mumbled_truth]

Oh, that's okay. Thank you, though.

I'm sort of eighteen, I guess. I mean, I'm not really, since it hasn't been a year since I turned seventeen, but I guess I'll take it.