It's amazing how one night can drain away all the negative energy from you. Add six more nights with a constant whirlwind of romance and friendship with my wives and ... well, Wuyi's neither my wife nor my Concubine. She is my Magpie though. I seem to have a thing for the avian divinities. I nearly married a falcon god, I am married to a raven goddess, and my mistress - and her concubine is a magpie.
Although Anann promised us to keep what happened at the mansion silent, I can say here at least that it was enough to allow me to reflect on my own faults and a reminder that for all the bitterness I have towards Tal and Benjamin, they are currently my best path for succeeding in my own life and so I should probably put to use my bardic skills and try to pretend to be likable.
Ugh - it all stems from the disaster as we fled Cairo. The trouble with having a couple in the Band that does nothing but telepathically speak to eachother means they leave the rest of us in the dark and then expect us to follow their lead -- then get furious when we don't. I'm currently giving only half a full mind's awareness to this quick ramble because I'm so angry with their actions and my own during the sewer fiasco.
Yes, we stopped Set, Ra's... Aten's.... WHOEVER'S plan to get Horus smushed. Yes, the cherubs nearly killed me. Twice. Yes I could have not snarked at Tal but she deserved it for being such a witch to Wuyi and ugh. It's over and it's done and I'm glad we were out of there before Balor could do more than smile and nod at me.
During the week, Anann showed her softer side and as we renewed affections towards eachother while Wuyi, Ann, and myself all did other things ... she had me swear to Enech that I would guard myself more carefully from now on. Wuyi is perfect at that, she can be with me wherever we need to go for the Band.
This.. I should dwell more on what happened. And I will. Later. Now my other aspect is approaching Promethus' castle with the Band and ... I don't know where we'll go from here. I, myself, am going to find Anna and the two of us will take a nap together and within the dreams, she can teach me how to be a dragonborn.
~Rhia
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Monday, November 7, 2011
Personal Files #1
Tucked among various boxes that are stacked neatly in a storage room in the New York Mansion with labels of 'Dublin 1902' or Madrid '1745' is a small leather-bound journal with a symbol of three argent swans emblazed over alternating stripes of azure and argent. Unlike the bundled letters, or the jumbled notes, this seems to be a personal item for Rhiannon. Opening the pages, there's entries that date back a hundred years.
I need to schedule my sleeping schedule so my dreams don't invade reality. It's an odd statement, I know, but Anna pulled some trick and now there's two of me who wander the world sharing the same mind, thoughts -- it's bizarre to be both in Cairo underneath the not-so-gentle paws of Sekhmet and in New York spending time in Anna's personal library while she works on her theory crafting and I catch myself up with the knowledge I've lost over the years.
It... was a gift of sort. It is a gift. It's a blessing that enabled me to safely do my job in Cairo, get my magazine up off the ground and then come home and have Anna, Ann, or Anann waiting for me; just like I wait for them. It stemmed from a horrible fight that Anann and I went through that wound up with pictures of me burned on the carpet of the West Wing and me wondering if I could ever talk to her again. ...the make-up sex was worth it and I think we hit a new stride. Our new stride. I've come to wonderful accords with Anna, and with Ann ... it was Anann who was so much like how we were before -- now we're on a new path as well.
Still, though I promised each of them I wouldn't be the perfect mask ... I still have the dreams where they wake up and realize they'd preferred the perfection all along. And because now that there's two bodies, one mind ... when one body sleeps, it dreams and those dreams infect my waking hours.
It's partly why I couldn't truly keep an eye on Tal during the time Sekhmet bestowed her human sculpting gift to the rest of the band. I was too busy living through nonsensical logic and heartache that when I finally snapped out of it, Bast was diving into the water, Tal was blowing our secrets and Wuyi was. ... being so fucking perfect that she took Sekhmet's attention and I was drug off into a sexual liaison that was half murder, half orgasm. Poor Wuyi got the brunt of it, but there were times that Sekhmet glutted herself on my lifesblood until the world turned shadowy and grey .. .then she restored me to full glory.
At the same time, I worked cruel puppetry to fix the mistake I made by slacking off during the barge meeting. I spoke with Tal first and it's hard to me to say how much was acting and how much was the old friendship we used to have. I... played to her own desires and needs and when that threatened her marriage with Benjamin, I made sure his focus went from what he wanted to what I want.
The dreams that night was a montage of cruel, chessboard anthologies that left me heaving my guts out in the mansion while Ann stared worriedly on. I shook it off and crawled into Anna's bed that night, feeling Ann sidle up on my other side a moment later while the sounds of Anann working some scheme or other hovered from the desk because I don't think any of the three wanted me our of their sight that night.
At the same time where, in dreams, I was dressed as the Red Queen ordering the cards of my Band to paint the roses red; we trudged through sewers and ... ... my need to be the leader came into play. I gave Ben one final choice to lead and it got us stuck in a potentially collapsing tunnel with cultists closing in on us with no real chance to escape. ... but that's a tale best left for Fiona's letters.
....Benjamin was right; I am cold and manipulative... and I don't really care. Not when it comes to anyone but Wuyi and the Morrigan. Everyone else is a piece on the chessboard and I will sacrifice them in a heartbeat if it improves my stance. I make a terrible friend...but gods protect them if they think to make me their enemy.
~Rhiannon, 2018
I need to schedule my sleeping schedule so my dreams don't invade reality. It's an odd statement, I know, but Anna pulled some trick and now there's two of me who wander the world sharing the same mind, thoughts -- it's bizarre to be both in Cairo underneath the not-so-gentle paws of Sekhmet and in New York spending time in Anna's personal library while she works on her theory crafting and I catch myself up with the knowledge I've lost over the years.
It... was a gift of sort. It is a gift. It's a blessing that enabled me to safely do my job in Cairo, get my magazine up off the ground and then come home and have Anna, Ann, or Anann waiting for me; just like I wait for them. It stemmed from a horrible fight that Anann and I went through that wound up with pictures of me burned on the carpet of the West Wing and me wondering if I could ever talk to her again. ...the make-up sex was worth it and I think we hit a new stride. Our new stride. I've come to wonderful accords with Anna, and with Ann ... it was Anann who was so much like how we were before -- now we're on a new path as well.
Still, though I promised each of them I wouldn't be the perfect mask ... I still have the dreams where they wake up and realize they'd preferred the perfection all along. And because now that there's two bodies, one mind ... when one body sleeps, it dreams and those dreams infect my waking hours.
It's partly why I couldn't truly keep an eye on Tal during the time Sekhmet bestowed her human sculpting gift to the rest of the band. I was too busy living through nonsensical logic and heartache that when I finally snapped out of it, Bast was diving into the water, Tal was blowing our secrets and Wuyi was. ... being so fucking perfect that she took Sekhmet's attention and I was drug off into a sexual liaison that was half murder, half orgasm. Poor Wuyi got the brunt of it, but there were times that Sekhmet glutted herself on my lifesblood until the world turned shadowy and grey .. .then she restored me to full glory.
At the same time, I worked cruel puppetry to fix the mistake I made by slacking off during the barge meeting. I spoke with Tal first and it's hard to me to say how much was acting and how much was the old friendship we used to have. I... played to her own desires and needs and when that threatened her marriage with Benjamin, I made sure his focus went from what he wanted to what I want.
The dreams that night was a montage of cruel, chessboard anthologies that left me heaving my guts out in the mansion while Ann stared worriedly on. I shook it off and crawled into Anna's bed that night, feeling Ann sidle up on my other side a moment later while the sounds of Anann working some scheme or other hovered from the desk because I don't think any of the three wanted me our of their sight that night.
At the same time where, in dreams, I was dressed as the Red Queen ordering the cards of my Band to paint the roses red; we trudged through sewers and ... ... my need to be the leader came into play. I gave Ben one final choice to lead and it got us stuck in a potentially collapsing tunnel with cultists closing in on us with no real chance to escape. ... but that's a tale best left for Fiona's letters.
....Benjamin was right; I am cold and manipulative... and I don't really care. Not when it comes to anyone but Wuyi and the Morrigan. Everyone else is a piece on the chessboard and I will sacrifice them in a heartbeat if it improves my stance. I make a terrible friend...but gods protect them if they think to make me their enemy.
~Rhiannon, 2018
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Letters #3: Seduction for the Greater Good...
Fiona,
One of the lessons I had to learn growing up was that a woman's greatest strength was her mind. Yes, coming from me (a woman know to be as vain or more-so than the peacocks that strut through the gardens) this seems odd, but it's a lesson you'll need to learn to survive. You are a quarter Sidhe so you'll find that you have a ....knack to blend into any gathering, any event. This applies to lovers, friends, and negotiations as well. Perhaps you won't have the impulse as strong as I do, but it's there and you need to master it.
When I was young, Anna fostered me. Oepdial complexes aside, she molded my impulsive, fickle nature into a weapon that could be used anywhere. When I sat as the Queen's lady-in-waiting, I was the perfect example of a young girl. When I was set with the sprites of the valley, I was a fickle spring breeze. When I was expected to be someone, I became that someone. Anann sharpened that wit further and I use it now knowing that where others are great with spear or sword, I excel at being whatever they want me to be.
When I needed Benjamin to listen to the plans that Anna wanted us to go towards, I knew that seducing him into agreement wouldn't work. Despite his misogyny, he listens to Tal. So I turned to her, I smiled, I flirted, I batted my eyes and used the blood orgies of Sekhmet to draw her in like a moth to a flame. She dangles now by a thin thread to become mine as I please and that ...threat spurs Benjamin to finally take action. We will finish our tasks in Cairo and then continue on our plans to contact Sinmore or the Agents of Gaia.
Where I am the cherished friend to Tal who could be so much more if I crook my finger just so, I am the new companion of Sekhmet. Something's wrong with her, the ritual of Isis must have drained her of her legend somehow; but she favors me and that works in our favor. If I remain the perfect companion, I will have a deadly ally to use in whatever war I see fit. I charmed her after the fight in the sewers, and I will continue to charm her for as long as it's needed.
This comes with drawbacks. I hurt Wuyi, scared her when Sekhmet and I orchestrated our own version of a Wild Hunt and fell into a sexual frenzy after the slaughter but Wuyi stepped up to the plate and molded herself to the situation, to be what she needed to be, knowing it was the best way to get what she wants in the end. I shattered some of her innocence that night, but she stepped right past the broken pieces on the road to being such a dangerous and mature woman.
During this hazy, nebulous time in Iteru where a day feels like a week and an hour all wrapped up into one, Anna expanded my mind until my Sidhe nature grew and stretched and was given an endless mental playground to sate my curiosity -- much like she'll teach you. Now I can focus on six different things all at once and not have to worry about losing track of whatever is set before me. She also drew you away from the front lines of the war, and assured that our plans did not harm you.
Rhiannon
One of the lessons I had to learn growing up was that a woman's greatest strength was her mind. Yes, coming from me (a woman know to be as vain or more-so than the peacocks that strut through the gardens) this seems odd, but it's a lesson you'll need to learn to survive. You are a quarter Sidhe so you'll find that you have a ....knack to blend into any gathering, any event. This applies to lovers, friends, and negotiations as well. Perhaps you won't have the impulse as strong as I do, but it's there and you need to master it.
When I was young, Anna fostered me. Oepdial complexes aside, she molded my impulsive, fickle nature into a weapon that could be used anywhere. When I sat as the Queen's lady-in-waiting, I was the perfect example of a young girl. When I was set with the sprites of the valley, I was a fickle spring breeze. When I was expected to be someone, I became that someone. Anann sharpened that wit further and I use it now knowing that where others are great with spear or sword, I excel at being whatever they want me to be.
When I needed Benjamin to listen to the plans that Anna wanted us to go towards, I knew that seducing him into agreement wouldn't work. Despite his misogyny, he listens to Tal. So I turned to her, I smiled, I flirted, I batted my eyes and used the blood orgies of Sekhmet to draw her in like a moth to a flame. She dangles now by a thin thread to become mine as I please and that ...threat spurs Benjamin to finally take action. We will finish our tasks in Cairo and then continue on our plans to contact Sinmore or the Agents of Gaia.
Where I am the cherished friend to Tal who could be so much more if I crook my finger just so, I am the new companion of Sekhmet. Something's wrong with her, the ritual of Isis must have drained her of her legend somehow; but she favors me and that works in our favor. If I remain the perfect companion, I will have a deadly ally to use in whatever war I see fit. I charmed her after the fight in the sewers, and I will continue to charm her for as long as it's needed.
This comes with drawbacks. I hurt Wuyi, scared her when Sekhmet and I orchestrated our own version of a Wild Hunt and fell into a sexual frenzy after the slaughter but Wuyi stepped up to the plate and molded herself to the situation, to be what she needed to be, knowing it was the best way to get what she wants in the end. I shattered some of her innocence that night, but she stepped right past the broken pieces on the road to being such a dangerous and mature woman.
During this hazy, nebulous time in Iteru where a day feels like a week and an hour all wrapped up into one, Anna expanded my mind until my Sidhe nature grew and stretched and was given an endless mental playground to sate my curiosity -- much like she'll teach you. Now I can focus on six different things all at once and not have to worry about losing track of whatever is set before me. She also drew you away from the front lines of the war, and assured that our plans did not harm you.
Rhiannon
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