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Date Posted: 22:21:31 06/01/03 Sun
Author: Maleah
Subject: you confused me SO
In reply to: psyche 's message, "[ icantfuckingbelieveiamdoingthis ]" on 19:41:00 05/28/03 Wed

The approach of her nephew aroused no other distraction within her to tear herself away from Psyche's misdemeaning presence. However, when his uttered vocals punctuated the terse atmosphere she turned her head sharply to him, her usually calm, soft lavender eyes absorbing an unusual look; quite acute acknowledgement. "Er... Hello Zamnor," She voiced, in a tone that hinted Zamnor's presence might possibly be unwelcome.

His common sense didn't appeal to her very much.

Rolling her eyes back to her sister, she mentally and emotionally rocked back on her haunch, judging the situation 'from a distance'. She almost surprised herself by the harshness and the anger she felt towards her sister, but as soon as she felt it, it felt quite natural to her. As if she was satisfied with being this way. Goodness knows she would've thought herself horrid if her three-year-old self looked at this odd mare that showed her face now before her relations. Outer body experience?

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[> [ "warm" welcome? ] -- psyche, 19:00:57 06/02/03 Mon [1]

[ not angry, i'm happy ;D. PS: go see The Matrix Reloaded. ]

The condescension Maleah exuded was palpable, as was the almost stiff decorum of the midnight creature whom she assumed was her...nephew, was it? She harbored an obscure recollection of laughing hysterically over the fact that he was, in reality, older than both she and her twin...her head unaccountably thrown back, her eyes arcane in jest, her supple body welcoming the kiss of the wind...always the wind and always the sun, back then. We must've been a really dysfunctional family growing up, Psyche thought with an ironic internal grin, for things to end up the way they are now. Dad gone...he was always the reliable one, too; Mom disappeared...but then again, she was never around; two sisters inexplicably estranged by a tacit yet mutual acrimony...

A clear taboo was beginning to envelope what were euphemistically referred to as "Family Matters" among a certain demographic, or "Those Issues" among others. Like most things she didn't accept, Psyche thought that skirting the crux of the whole ordeal was moronic and cowardly and she resolved to challenge the whole affair as soon as an opportunity presented itself. But now was not the time to discuss how they would all probably require extensive therapy before the entire business had its last hurrah, so to speak.

And so she returned to Maleah, the current and most pressing matter at hand, and forced the rest of her painfully-formed resolves into the back of her mind with barely perceptible reluctance. She orchestrated the settling of the heavy, poison and ice silence that ensued, savoring the agonizing speed at which it assimilated to the pre-existing milieu, which had, in all honesty, already been established as tense and somewhat hostile. But Psyche, brazen rascal that she was, never left well enough alone and refused to grant her (completely unwelcoming and stubborn) sibling the privilege of selecting the "d�cor".

A few protracted minutes elapsed without communication. She was drowning in the stillness she herself had perpetuated�it was a void, now, an etched and shaded void that had to be filled quickly with words or someone would die. A nameless enigma of a fear surmounted. Even she wasn�t mentally masochistic enough to sustain the macabre deficiency.

�Have you seen Mom and Dad lately?� A way to bridge the gap between �Family Matters� and �Current And Most Pressing Matters at Hand.� The question possessed a tangible and lethal point, like a spearhead; the sinuous, deadly-calm quality of the verbal nuance implied that someone was to blame for their initial departure.

And I know just who that someone is�at least who that someone is right here, right now.

[ Long, convoluted...oh well. I'm in a long and convoluted mood. ]

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