Saint Patrick ☘
18 December 2012 @ 07:28 am

Mairead came by my office yesterday and she begged and begged for me to go to a movie with her so she didn't have to go alone. So I agreed. Little did I know that before me laid my doom.

She took me to see that Eclipse or Crescent Moon or Breaking Down or whatever the hell that Twilight movie is. I am personally horrified by Edward's eyebrows. Oh yeah, and everything else about him. And everyone. What in the world are those movies about?! From what I can tell, a young woman just decides to give up her family and die for a really old dude who cares more about himself than he does about her. Oh and this werewolf guy is in love with a baby who grows fast. I am going to have nightmares for years.

Meanwhile, Mairead can't stop talking about how it's romantic. Every time I spend time with her it reminds me that Ella will be a teenager some day and will she be in love with asshole vampires?! Because I can turn people into foxes!* AND I WILL!

*I don't actually know if I can do this.
Current Mood: confused
Saint Patrick ☘
31 August 2012 @ 12:45 am
Patrick has no idea George's contacts have located Joey. While he has his fears, he has no confirmation his friend has been taken by Lucifer. He is safely in Washington with Clio and Ella where he can avoid all the horrible things waiting for him back in New York City.

In fact, being in Washington with Clio is the first time Patrick has managed not to think about his breakup for an entire day. Here with is best friend and goddaughter, everything seemed fine and whole and perfect. Clio has a way of calming him and making him feel so much better without even trying.

Patrick had taken a nap during the day and so when Ella woke up in the middle of the night, Patrick had gone to be with her, letting Clio sleep. He had changed her and when she is clean and fed, he sits with her in his lap. Her tiny fingers curl in his hair and he grins at her.
My lovely little girl, he coos. I am going to protect you. Your goddaddy is going to make sure no one hurts you. And I'll protect your mommy too, because she's pretty special. Ella babbles at him and giggles when he makes strange faces at her. Patrick presses kisses to her hair. She's innocent and unaware how horrible the world can be and Patrick hopes that lasts for a good, long while. Come on, Ellaroo. I'll read you a story and then you can go back to sleep. I can sing you a song! Would you like that? Singy song! He stands and finds a book to read, perfectly content with the feeling of domesticity it gives him.
Current Mood: content
Saint Patrick ☘
28 August 2012 @ 11:55 am

I don't even-

So I met someone in the park. Her name is Limos and she is apparently the Greek form of Famine or something. Met her when she accidentally used her powers on me. I called up Famine to help because I didn't understand what was happening.

Still a little shaken up, but I am making a bunch of potatoes so I will feel better.

If I could go for one day without doing something ridiculously stupid, or having something bad happen, I would feel somehow accomplished.
Current Mood: anxious