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alyssapillar.livejournal.com

[ 6am seems like the perfect time to get up. or at least to a certain little girl, anyway, especially when it is soon going to become a magical day. but first her eyes land at the foot of her bed, briefly sad to see that her kitty is nowhere in sight (aw...) but knows that he couldn't have gone too far. this isn't the main thing on her mind, though. what is on her mind is the snow that had decided to pile up throughout the night, rolling off of her bed excitedly so she can run to the window and smoosh her face against it to peer down at the white that's littering everything.

her daddy promised her to play in the snow, when it decided to come. now that that day has arrived, she thinks it's time to wake him up. this is why she's quickly scurrying across the (not very large) space between her room and her parent's bedroom, wiggling inside the crack that she finds there between the door and the wall. beams down at the floor when she notices her ~~very fat~~ ~~unhealthily large~~ kitty on the floor next to the entrance, waddling on over to squat down and pet him. after a few scratches to his belly (mow, mow...) she stands again, giggling a little to herself when she notices that both her parents are still snoozing away.

creeps quietly to their bedside so she can poke her eyes just over the mattress to stare at albert. reaches over to gently pat at his face, whispering a low daddddyyyy to see if that'll wake him up. ]

alyssapillar.livejournal.com

[ her daily routine started off as it usually did: crawling out of bed and plopping on the floor, letting out a little oof! at the impact. picking herself up, she makes her way to her bathroom in a hurry to do her business, throwing her hands up in the air when she scurries out into her room in a victory! fashion. after that she throws open her closet and drawers, rummaging around to pick out an outfit for the day.

pulls her shirt over her head, snaps her jumper on, then picks up her pajamas to set them on her bed neatly; her personal (ninja) maid would surely put it into the wash for her. fistpumps once, quickly crawling onto her bed to pet ~~her fat kitty~~ catbert, telling him to be good while she goes to find daddy before zipping out of the room at top-speed.

says a quick HI, BYE! to one of the maids along the way, zooming and rolling around to peer into every corner to find albert. stands up from peeking underneath a bed to tap her chin, going AH-HAH! when a thought strikes her; the study was her final destination. and when she gets there and sees her daddy she snickers, quietly crawling on the ground slowly so that he wouldn't notice her right away. peeks up over the table, beaming when she sees a plate of cheese there. shifty-eyes to albert, reaching a hand out to nab a few pieces and plop onto the ground.

& that's the pattern she'll have for a while, continuing on ~~stealing~~ nomming down the cheese as quietly as possible, her previous mission long forgotten in the face of a cheesy-delicious breakfast. ]

Current Mood: daddy~

prideofchange.livejournal.com

[ day five without sleep had been kind on him for the most part. research was finally going smoothly after two weeks of being locked indoors, barely allowing himself to get up for breaks that did not include making a new pot of coffee or a quick trip to the restroom. sure, the first week he went outside for said coffee--which could explain why there were so many Starbucks cups stacked on every table around the place--but now he couldn't be damned to step outside, too engrossed in his work to do much else but read and pick up his coffee mug every now and then when the compulsion hit him.

thus his surroundings are a mess, his (& caleb's) apartment littered with books ranging from medical to spiritual to supernatural-- anything and everything to cover all his bases in hopes that he'll find something that would answer all the questions their family had been asking ever since alyssa fell into a state that they could not quite discern, even with the help of their go-to doctors. this is why he's been hunched over his desk for as long as he could remember, though at current he's occupied with a bunch of files he had "borrowed" from someone he had yet to meet, but feels like he should know very well.

at this moment he's completely immersed in this new found fascinating material, finding himself both relieved yet feeling something pinch the pit of his stomach when he flips to another page of one of the hundred-something folders that is stacked on his desk. when his eyes start to blur and go unfocused he sits back in his seat, slapping his cheeks a few times to wake himself up. realizing that he's going to get nowhere without taking a break he eventually pushes himself away from the desk, moving to go to bathroom to splash some water on his face before wandering to the kitchen to grab another cup of coffee.

with the fresh cup in hand he heads back to his workspace to reposition himself in his seat, staring down at the material as his shoulders droop a little in exhaustion. nonetheless he's back to work after a split second, completely and utterly focused on that and nothing more. ]

master.livejournal.com

( the seasons change. )

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( daddy needs some cheering up. )

becomingseme.livejournal.com

[ is just shy of running through the hallways, feet light as not to draw unnecessary attention from the doctor down in his study. checks a few places -- their shared room, the fireplace room, their place by the window -- before hesitatingly tiptoeing toward the front doors. opens them just enough to poke his head, a shoulder & arm outside (not enough to cause any alarms), eyes quickly scanning the premises before he finally spots her in the near-ish distance.

clears his voice & hisses out, as loud as he dares to let his voice go: ]

Anna!

veryshota.livejournal.com

[ sneezes & sighs, shivering as he emits a small groan as the pounding of his head intensifies for the moment. slouches a bit so that he can press his face into brianna's shoulder, his body tucked against hers as close as possible in a (futile) attempt at borrowing some of her heat.

still, he has enough energy to look up when a nurse calls a name (thankfully not his or hers). closes his eyes again afterward, sighing quietly in relief. feels terrible, but the dread & fear of the woman behind the doctor's door is enough to make him cough out a few words. ]

I want to go home...

veryloli.livejournal.com

[ the week had dragged on longer than it should have for brianna, the constant pouring of rain making her more sleepy and tired than usual. most of the hours at home were spent curling up in some unknown part of the mansion to take a long nap, though at the moment she had others plans:

she is currently sitting next to a window with her arms wrapped around her legs, dazing while watching the rain. is not thinking about anything in particular, just simply observing the drops as they stick to the glass, almost as if she's entranced by the motion. does not move, does not speak; it's as if she's a statue. ]

veryloli.livejournal.com

[ spring had always been the best time for naps outside, whether it be basking in the warm sun or lying under a tree; it didn't matter to brianna, just as long as she could fall into a light slumber before going home. but today she had dazed and wandered off from her last lesson after being excused to use the restroom, almost forgetting completely on why she was out of her classroom to begin with.

a large tree a few yards away from the school itself was one of her favorite spots. the petals that were freshly bloomed were tinted in pinks and light reds, staining the lush, green earth that she was currently spread upon. her body was half-curled yet open enough to seem as if she were just lying there and nothing more, but she was in a deep slumber, her breathing even & her lips slightly parted.

it was there that she unknowingly waited for her prince to come. ]

prideofbeauty.livejournal.com

[ circles around to face her boys when they get inside of the park, taking out her handy dandy map to look over it. doesn't take too long in deciding what to do first; hands go on her hips, giving them a look as if she's leading an army going to war, though the smile on her face adds something more pleasant onto the double-meaning. ]

So I was thinking that we should split up first and meet up for lunch later. It's pretty crowded today. Going in twos is the best option, since we don't want to lose any short people.

prideofunity.livejournal.com

[ fidgeting, way too dressed up for his own good. tugging at his tie, shifting his weight back & forth between his feet. looks about as unhappy as he can get. ]

master.livejournal.com

GOOD MORNI-- wait...
( day three & day four. )

master.livejournal.com

THE SIMS 2:
PR Twins Style!

& the tale begins...
( day one & day two. )

prideofbeauty.livejournal.com

[ as the limousine steadily makes its way towards the masquerade brianna primps and preens. she isn't too worried about her appearance, already knowing that her gown, hair, and overall appearance is perfect, simply doing said fidgeting in order to keep herself busy. ]

[ snaps the compact shut and puts it back into her clutch purse, setting it aside before sparing a glance over to her date for the night. the look on her face is that of anticipation, yet there's some sort of amusement playing across her features as well. ]

prideofcontrol.livejournal.com

[ is outside, sitting on one of the decorative rocks, head craned up towards the sky. eyes are closed; looks to be relaxing in the sunlight & the occasional breeze more than being stranded outside his own home.

a look of discomfort still flickers across his face, however, whenever the said breeze brings him a whiff of the lysol mopped onto the door. but he endures, knowing it would only be a few more hours 'til the smell has subsided enough for him to approach. ]

prideofmusic.livejournal.com

[ slumps down on the ground and sighs, gently nudging his laptop to the side. looks around his room, finding himself a little bored despite having so much he could do. it leads him into thinking, though for once it's nothing bad even if his nose crinkles up at this sudden urge in his chest.

ruffles his own hair with both of his hands, letting out an "augh" to himself. finally caves in after mulling it over in his mind, sighing as he pulls himself up. he's still in his daytime clothing, not really feeling the need to get into his pajamas just yet. it makes it easier for him to drag along his ipod, as usual. into a pocket it goes, out of the room nathan goes, and saying goodbye to his safe haven for now comes & goes.

wanders about the mansion, peering behind corners and doors (checked the study but passed by his room) to find a certain somebody. tries to push back that negative side that makes him want to turn around and forget it, nearly giving up until he passes by the glass doors that lead to the spacious backyard. hesitates when he notices albert there, shaking his head before opening it quietly. raises a hand up to rap his knuckles against the door frame gently, as if attempting to draw his attention and nothing more, nothing less. ]

prideofbeauty.livejournal.com

[ quietly makes her way from the stairs towards the study, sort of tip-toeing on over instead of her usual confident, leisurely stroll on through the door. when she arrives she hesitates briefly, fingers curling on the edge of the door frame.

tilts her head slightly to peer inside, curious eyes settling upon the one seated at his usual place. doesn't say anything, though, simply watching him and hoping her silent inquiring would be noticed sooner or later. but she won't utter a word. not yet, anyway. ]

prideofcontrol.livejournal.com

[ the door of the car closes with a light thudas he gets out. slips the sunglasses off his eyes & onto his head, nestled into his hair; he's dressed rather casually today, red dress-shirt with its top two buttons undone & the rest in a suit-like attire. seems to blend right into the crowd as soon as he enters the building, surrounded by people who live to sell their looks. ignores the gazes, entirely faithful to his purpose at present. he only stops once to ask for directions --

"Tell me. Where would Brianna be at this hour?"

& he saunters into the area, standing in the shadows as he watches the flashes of light caress brianna's form, appreciative. ]

prideofbeauty.livejournal.com

[ here comes brianna just wandering into the library/study, half-naked as usual, though she has her heels on at the moment. doesn't look very ready, but that's because she's been attempting to find her MIA brother. ]

[ ping! spots said brother and saunters on over to him and stands there, hands on her hips, though she looks amused instead of irritated. ]

Hey handsome.

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