October 12th, 2001

unkind, why, fate

(no subject)

This is what it feels like in my head sometimes... A little descriptive piece of my mind, I think...

I sit in a dark room, on a platform made of wood hovering three feet above the ground. My eyes search out the other girls--and a few boys--that make up this unusual meeting. "I call this meeting of the Personalities to order. Any current business?"

A young blond raises his hand before beginning, "Hai, sensei. The anger has been building up lately. I am having trouble regulating it through the fencing, and since someone decided to the karate, we need something else."

A girl in hunter's leather spoke up next. "That's taken care of--SCA meetings and sword practice should engage the mind as well as regulate the testosterone.