NZ details to come as soon as I have them, but it's looking like I'll be visiting Christchurch, Wellington and Auckland from the 2nd to the 4th of October.
AUSTRALIA
MELBOURNE
SUNDAY, 5 OCT, 3:30 PM: Readings, Carlton
Talk, Q&A, Signing.
MONDAY, 6 OCT, 4 PM: Dymocks (Westfield Shoppingtown)
Signing
ADELAIDE
TUESDAY, 7 OCT, 2 PM: Dymocks (Rundle Mall)
Signing
WEDNESDAY, 8 OCT, 11 AM: Brighton Performing Arts Centre
Talk, Q&A, Signing (Ticketed but free)
PERTH
THURSDAY, 9 OCT, 11 AM: Westbooks
Talk, Q&A, Signing. (Ticketed but free)
6 PM: Dymocks, Garden City
Talk, Q&A, Signing. (Ticketed but free)
FRIDAY, 10 OCT, 10 AM: Dymocks, Morley
Talk, Q&A, Signing. (Ticketed but free)
BRISBANE
SATURDAY, 11 OCT, 10 AM: Dymocks
Talk, Q&A, Signing.
SYDNEY
SUNDAY, 12 OCT, 2 PM: Dymocks, George Street,
Signing
MONDAY, 13 OCT, 6 PM:
The Midnight Hotel end-of-tour celebration.
Thursday, September 18, 2014
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«Oldest ‹Older 2601 – 2800 of 4715 Newer› Newest»She...she said....said it was my..m-my fault....
*wipes a hand up over her face and smooths back her hair, getting blood in it*
*drinks the wine*
(Zafira - may I just point out, that you have just proven that you speak through Loki?
"I was the one speaking not him."
So either a) Your point has just collapsed, or b) You've just made a load of excuses to try and save Loki/Rose.)
(Let's make it then. Saturday morning for me. I don't think we're going anywhere...)
Sophia- shut the fuck up. If you read my comment you'd realize I screwed up and meant to sign off as myself. You just proved how ignorant you are.-Zaf
*Ariana held onto Rose tightly as she pressed her hand to her face.*
my. head. is. in. pain. it. hurts. so. bad.
*She cried again as she felt the hissing pain again, it was unbearable right then as she rubbed her face off Rose's chest.*
(Zaf, Sophia, please stop fighting)
A...am I?
(Zafira - "Fuck all of you except Sil and Rose." "Okay you know fuck you too guys."
What did other people do to you, hm?
You clearly lack the skill to differentiate between people. I pity you.)
*looks at El*
Minerve....she said m-my family aren't r-resting ipieeace....because of me...
(I'm going to stay out of this squabble.)
*She grimaced and sat in the rocking chair, cradling Ariana. She stroked her face gently. It was strange to see others in pain and not herself. She pursed her lips, thinking*
Can you show me...? Or does that hurt more? Is it... Is it like the demon in his head...?
(That is understandable, Rose.)
((*huggles* Alright, Rose. I have to go in a few....we'll be back later tonight my time-Zaf
as a...are you *drinks some more*
*Ariana nodded slightly when Rose mentioned the demon. She clung to her, waiting until this wave of pain started to subside.*
too. painful. to. do. a. lot.
*looks at el with haunted eyes and whispers* how do you know?
It's true, y...you are
Aaaaaaaaaaand I'm back, I do hope nobody died in my absence.
(Hey Blake)
Sophia- I'm sick and tired of you acting superior. Just freakin stop, stop trying to start arguments. You're becoming a pain in the ass. Just bloody back off of people and get your facts right. I have better things to do then sit and argue with a person's imagination. Okay? Good, stop antagonizig me.
Rose, I'll see you later, Loki sends his cuddles
-Zaf
*Tips hat* It has been said *smiles*
Because of me...
*She got to get feet and walked into Roland's room. She sat beside him and nudged him with her elbow*
Roland, we need your help. Please...
*She hid her face in Ariana's hair, trying not to cry*
(I'll see you then, Zaf!)
(It is clear that you don't believe in character equality, Zafira. If you don't want me to 'antagonise' you, stop giving me reason to. Otherwise I will just keep doing it until you stop.)
*kisses*
(Sophia and Zaf. Stop fighting, seriously)
(Soph.
Check your email.
Listen to my advice, because I'm pretty damn close to punching you in the face of I ever meet your author.)
(Don't worry, Edward, I have stopped.)
(*Tugs and Blake's shirt to pull him into a cuddle*)
(That's an odd thing to hear coming from you, Sophia. As far as people who give others a reason to hate them goes, you top the list. And 'character equality'? You're the one who always acts superior.)
*at
(Thank you Sophia)
*Gets Inky another drink*
(*cuddles Rose* Oi, I like this shirt...)
*Roland jumped slightly out of his sleep. He sat up and blinked a few times before looking at Rose to Ariana.*
Roland: What is it my love? Are you both okay? What has happened?
(Inkys right)
(I'm sorry... I just wanted cuddles... *She cuddled him tightly and his her face in his shoulder* You have nice cuddles...)
What did I do?
(I do try my best.
*Strokes her hair a he cuddles her*
I'd still like to see Loki's face if her were here right now.)
(as*)
*hid
--
*She shook her head at Roland and then glanced at Ariana*
Her head hurts... She said that its like it felt when she went into your mind to see the demon... It's my fault... I told her to go closer... And now, I fear she has it in her mind too...
*smiles*
What happened? Was it Minerve?
(He'd probably want to kill you... I'm giving away his cuddles... He'd probably be forcefully separating us and trying to stab you at the same time...
*She nuzzled his chest and sighed*
I really, really do like your cuddles... You're warm... I forgot how it felt to be cuddled by a warm person...)
(Sorry, I disappeared for a moment.)
*Roland didn't look worried as he rubbed Ariana's head gently.*
Roland: Okay. We have medicinal pain relief in the kitchen for babies, if you want to see if that helps her.
If that doesn't help her, then we can view our next option and see it through.
Do not panic my lovelies. Everything will be okay.
*Roland got out of the bed and started getting dressed.
Ariana still clung tightly to Rose. She couldn't show her what the pain was doing to her, it was too sore.*
We need to sort this.
(Sopia, where is Minerve?)
(Minerve? I think I've lost track of her. )
No Inky, I can help
(She can only appear in the presence of death, or in her shrine, however.)
(Sophia, do you think she could appear in the bar?)
(If there was death. However, that includes things like vampires.)
I will try not to fight
*She took Roland's hand and looked up at him, reading his face, trying to understand why he was so calm. She let go after a few seconds, sighed, and got to her feet. She and Ariana made their way to the kitchen. She set Ariana in her high chair and turned off the eggs. They were burnt. She put them onto a plate and sat them on the counter before searching through the cupboards for the pain relief.
She found it, poured it into the little plastic cup it came with, and pressed it against Ariana's lips*
Drink?
*Hugs*
(Sophia, what about this?)
*Body falls through roof of bar*
(Can she appear now?)
(Eh, like I keep on saying. He couldn't take me down if I let him.
*Rests his head on hers, wrapping his arms around her*
Chi's cold too, you know.)
(Yes.)
Minerve: *shadows flow out from the body, solidifying into her form*
Minerve, what did you do to Inky?
*Ariana looked at the pink stuff in the small cup. She was unsure but it must be alright or else Rose wouldn't be giving it too her.
She drank it and coughed slightly as it tickled her throat.
She smacked her lips at the strawberry flavoured medicine.
Roland came in then when he was dressed.*
Roland: Oh good, you found it. And good girl for taking your medicine.
*Roland pressed the back of his hand lightly against Ariana's forehead.*
Roland: Slight fever but nothing to be worried about.
(inky there is a email from me for u)
Minerve: *the air grows cold around her* I used my weapon.
Fix her
(Well, we can give each other warm hugs!
*She shivered when she felt his head on hers*
I feel all warm now... It's nice... All nice and warm and huggy... Ily Blake!)
Minerve: There is nothing to be fixed.
You awakened memories for her. Fix her
*She looked at Roland, her eyes wide, confused*
Nothing to be worried about? She has a fever and she's still so young! How can you say there's nothin to worry about?
*She rolled her eyes in disgust and turned back to the burnt eggs. She slid them into the bin and, after washing and putting away the medicine, cooked a few more eggs on the burning pan*
(*Smiles and nods*
Love you too, as a friend of course.)
*Perks up*
Train? As in battle training?
Minerve: I am not the goddess of the mind.
(I would, El, but it's 6am and I don't have my laptop... Sorry...)
Inky, we can sort this
Fine *turns to Inky* I can wipe the memories if you want
(Of course as a friend! Chi would have my head, and then Loki would have hers, and then there would be an epic showdown between you and Loki's army, maybe even himself. It would be quite a thing to watch.
*She cuddled him tighter and glanced up at him*
You have nice eyes. I just thought I should tell you that.)
*watches everything going on seeing but remaining unseen*
But the nightmares?
*smiles* Ok
Minerve: The primitive mind is a fragile thing. One touch can make it crack.
(quote: In darkness all men are equal save those that embrace it)
(Yeah, I feel like it'd be to quick to be considered "epic" though. At least if Loki came anywhere near Chi...
*Smirks*
And my eyes? What about them..?
(thank you, you are very kind)
I am not really a hug person *hugs*
(You do have to sleep sometime, Blakey, he could always do it then...
*She nuzzled her head into his chest again, sighing happily*
You're eyes are pretty. Very pretty eyes are hard to come across. It means that you have a good soul, Blakey... Eyes are windows to the soul... You have a beautiful soul...)
(I dont know what I hate more right now my phone or gmail. if this one doesnt pos I swear to god Amma CRT.)
FOR THE LOVE OF-
(“Light thinks it travels faster than anything but it is wrong. No matter how fast light travels, it finds the darkness has always got there first, and is waiting for it.”)
*Roland sighed as he came up behind Rose and rubbed her shoulders gently.*
Roland: Sweetheart, if it was the demon, she would have been extremely sick by now.
But the fact that she has just a slight fever and a headache, it could be just a cold from the water. She is a child, she is only building her immune system so she is more susceptible to things like small colds.
*Roland went over to Ariana and looked in her eyes, ears and throat. There didn't seem to be anything worrying at all to him except that she looked tired.*
(wow ed that is very true)
("If you have to look along the shaft of an arrow from the wrong end, if a man has you entirely at his mercy, then hope like hell that man is an evil man. Because the evil like power, power over people, and they want to see you in fear. They want you to know you're going to die. So they'll talk. They'll gloat.
They'll watch you squirm. They'll put off the moment of murder like another man will put off a good cigar.
So hope like hell your captor is an evil man. A good man will kill you with hardly a word.”
One of my favourite quotes)
Minerve: *returns to her realm*
(THANK YOU! El, Soph, you still here?)
(Yes, I am.)
(You're one of the few people who thinks that, thank you...)
I didn't say stop hugging
(Thank you war. A good quote Inky)
That doesn't mean I don't have to be worried, Roland. I'm a mum now, technically. I have to worry over her. And you, you don't have to if you don't want to. You get to kick back on the sofa with a beer and the paper. That's what so many of my friend's fathers' do. You can do that too.
*She flipped the eggs and started humming quietly to herself. It was something upbeat, she had forgotten the name of it long ago, as she did the names and faces of her friends*
Roland... Are... Are you sure she's going to be okay...?
(I cant reply to your emails at the moment because gmail is a little bitch.
Did Min go home?)
(Thank you, Blakey. I like being one in a few.
*She smiled at him*
You're hugging a goddess... Did you know that...? I'm hugging an angel and you're hugging a goddess...)
*dances*
(Minerve has returned to her realm, yes.)
(*He laughs*
I'm one of the few people who can say that's not odd.)
(Damn it! Okay then. How are you soph?)
*jumps through hole in roof* watch out Garrett's here
(Didn't you want her to leave?
I am average. Yourself?)
Hello Garrett. Yes I dance
(Odd. The world is odd, Blake. You're odd.
*She poked him in the side*
But everyone loves the odd people. I love the odd people.)
(Sil was wanting to talk to her. It's not that important though.
I cant wait till the day you say youre better than average...
I'm angry at my phone and gmail. Otherwise average.)
did I?
Alright fine *starts dancing with inky and ed* I'm not the best dancer but anyway.
*Roland sat beside Ariana, kissing her hands and blowing raspberries on her fingers.*
Roland: Rose, we are equal parents. This is not the 1950's were woman are expecting to do the most heavy lifting. If you need a rest, I will do what needs to be done.
*He looked Ariana over again. She looked alright, not like someone who would be infected with that demon.*
Roland: From what I can see right now sweetheart, I can say that she will be okay. We've just to keep an eye on her.
(I sincerely doubt that day will ever come, Silente.)
Minerve: *shadows leak out of Silente, spilling on to the floor, before solidifying into her form*
I am never grumpy *looks offended*
(Odd people do have the most fun...)
(*hugs el* love you sis.)
Well, maybe grumpy sometimes
*smiles*
(*hugs Sophia* I hope it does one day. Did i tell you i now count you as my blog sister too?)
*stares at the shadows*
*looks at Minerve with sad eyes*
Were you telling the truth?
*smiles more*
The 1950s was a good time to be alive... Heaps of fun, that was. Heaps of fun and lots of dancing.
*She slid to eggs onto the egg flip and placed the on one plate. She put the remaining one, along with the cold toast, on the other. She put on some more toast and started to make Ariana a fruit bowl*
I don't want her to be okay... I want her to be perfect...
(El you weren't aware you're my blog sis?)
*stops dancing* *goes to find jewellery shop* anyone want anything while I'm there??
(No, you didn't.)
Minerve: I was, somewhat.
"cats were worshipped as gods, they never forgot this"
*smiles*
(What can be better than two oddballs giving each other cuddles? And each of them had an equally odd partner?
This is fun.
*She laughed and listened to his heart, smiling*)
*kisses*
*goes to shop*
(Oh...well this isn't in the least bit awkwars. *hides*)
Somewhat?
*Wraps arms round her*
*Roland tapped her on her nose as she lightly giggled at him.*
Roland: She is already perfect darling, but even perfect children catch colds.
And I am serious Rose, do not ever feel like you have to place the household responsibilities on your shoulders alone. We are in this together and I am here to be your equal.
(It is a little odd for someone to consider me their blogsister. Very odd.)
Minerve: They are uneasy. But all they feel towards you is positive.
No, just you
(It's also true.)
Why are they uneasy though?
(Yeah... it is.
*Closes his eyes and lets himself slip away, content to be hugged forever*)
Minerve: They are dead. The dead tend to be uneasy about being dead. Especially under the circumstances of their death.
(*hugs el back*)
I'm one of those people who suffer in silence... I tend not to let others help me... It's easier that way. They can't stab you in the back and make you carry everything again whil you're wounded...
*Her eyes became distant as memories crept into her mind. She shook her head and flinched when the toaster popped. She pulled them out and placed them on Roland's plate. She brought it, and the fruit salad, over for Ariana, placing them both in front of the designated person. She took a spoon out and sat beside Ariana, feeding her*
*Kisses her back*
(*She closed her eyes too and sighed happily*
I like Blakey cuddles...)
*nods slowly*
Will they ever be at rest?
(If I poof, I've probably fallen asleep... To which, I'm sorry...)
*Roland took Rose's hand and squeezed it gently.*
Roland: I would never, never leave you to handle things wounded. I will always be true and just true to you. You mean so much and too much for me to lose you or your trust.
*Ariana smiles and makes a small excited noise as she sees the fruit. She is more than contented to let Rose feed her this morning.*
Minerve: Doubtful.
*Pulls her close*
(Blakey likes giving Rosie his cuddles.)
((Okay ;n;))
Oh...never?
*returns* *gives bag to inky and ed* a gift from me, anyone else want one?
Minerve: Never. They will never be at rest.
Isnt there a way to help them?
Don't worry Inky, ill be careful.
Thanks gar
Minerve: There is no helping the dead. Had they have died naturally - they would be at rest.
Don't listen to her, Sil. Everyone finds peace eventually. Provided they deserve it.
*shady look* your both welcome
So its my fault?
*Pulls her close without being stabbed*
Thank you for the dagger *puts on belt*
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