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Jan. 29th, 2008

  • 9:17 PM
cheery mccheer pants.
I guess I'm grateful we never decided to get a kitten. I wonder how Kirara would've liked such a day...

Oh, um... Lil, wasn't it? Would you still like to see Miyatsu? He's two weeks old, now. If it's not too haughty to say, he's a very cute baby.

Jareth-san, did you need new gloves after that... 'Acquire Claws Day?'

Jan. 15th, 2008

  • 1:31 PM
pensive.
Houshi-sama and I came to the hospital earlier this morning, but there's still a bit of time left until the baby's born, I suppose. I just have to wait, now, the doctor says, and I can't do much else but listen to the advice.

I'm nervous. And sore. I want to go home already. I feel really impatient, though.

[[ooc: Yay babytimez? Also, I never actually bugged anyone about being a doctor for her, so feel free to call it if you want it. >>]]

Dec. 31st, 2007

  • 5:37 PM
pensive.
Houshi-sama said last year that he always used to regret the coming of the New Year. Shall I venture to say that he thinks better of the holiday now? There are still too many unknowns for me to be completely comforted, however.

The curses recently have been more mild... It's a shame that they've seen fit to come back from rougher times.

Dec. 23rd, 2007

  • 7:05 PM
pensive.
It seems that the City's seen fit to exchange Kagome for another, already. She's mentioned my brother. I wonder if it would be worth asking about.. It's really a shame. I was very glad to see Kagome again, and to have another close friend so near.

At least the holiday is near, and everyone's decided to change their minds about how horrible it's going to be. I suppose it's something to ease the fretting.

Dec. 14th, 2007

  • 3:01 PM
*squicked*
Attention!

If anyone should run across this man in their day-to-day, feel free to abuse him at your leisure.

I'm sure you think you're very funny, Houshi-sama. I can be too, see? Good luck, husband~

Nov. 18th, 2007

  • 7:08 PM
cheery mccheer pants.
Houshi-sama... I should apologize. I do...
You were injured because of my carelessness. I shouldn't let my feelings--

[[ooc: Immediate pre-havemybabies confession mess. yay, or something.]]

Oct. 30th, 2007

  • 9:34 PM
*squicked*
I feel like the only think I could disguise myself as would be a 'hippopotamus'.

Oct. 23rd, 2007

  • 1:38 PM
*squicked*
Jareth-san's left the City, and so it appears that I'm unemployed, again... Oh, well. I suppose it's merely a matter of finding another job. I cannot imagine they're too scarce.

Perhaps it's time for Houshi-sama to get work and become a proper provider for his impending family, however... Couldn't hurt, certainly.

...What's all the commotion about, now? Witches?
The people of my time life side-by-side with demons and other magicks, so I suppose this sort of thing is merely not our common-place.

Is all of that really necessary?

Sep. 26th, 2007

  • 7:43 PM
cheery mccheer pants.
The night was a little unsettling, at first... It's quite pretty, though, isn't it? The festival, I mean. A nice, calm moment...

Everyone's dressing up, too. I wish I would've known about it, really, or I would've used it as an excuse to get new clothes. Though, I might need them, by now. Nothing as flashy as what Jareth-san would wear, of course; probably something more comfortable.

Hardly the point now, is it? No.

Houshi-sama, we should follow the other citizens' lead and celebrate!

Sep. 4th, 2007

  • 8:46 PM
cheery mccheer pants.
It's not...
I'm so warm, and... Everything is so sore...

H-houshi-sama... I... I've grown rather afraid. Everyone else is... No, I am ill, as well.

It's terrible to think. I've never felt so...

Oh, but my baby! He'll... Oh! No, no, no...

Please, please... If only I can-- Can't anyone--
Spare him, please, for God's sake!


[[ooc: Affected, and freaking out because of her being pregnant and very, very ill, which isn't a good thing. It'll be cool come curse's end, but now she's just laying about weeping and coughing and being a gross, diseased person.]]

Aug. 22nd, 2007

  • 6:48 PM
cheery mccheer pants.
Jareth-san, the garment that you requested be cleaned is ready. Such odd clothing... I'll deliver it to you whenever you find it convienient. I hope you'll find the work satisfactory.

I think I'll pick of groceries, as well...

I continue to assure you that all of this is not a strain of any sort. I'm fine. Come off of it.

[[ooc: Goblin King-mun may decide whether her work is suitable, yes... She was probably very careful about it.]]

Aug. 20th, 2007

  • 1:40 PM
cheery mccheer pants.
It seems that we have to worry about finances, now... It's what everyone's talking about, but I suppose that we all have a right to be worried. As far as I can tell, many of us have skills that aren't particularly useful here. I'm a demon slayer in a place with no ill-willed demons to slay, myself.

I suppose I could do domestic chores, or something. Tidy up peoples' apartments, and the like... Would there be such use for that sort of thing?

Oh, but I won't worry on it too much. I've got the baby coming, before too long, and I'd rather care for him, I think. Houshi-sama will do a very good job at cheating people working very hard for us, I'm sure. Besides, working will likely distract him from being so overbearing.

[[ooc: Strikes equal disappeared slip-ups, y'all.]]

Jul. 15th, 2007

  • 6:19 PM
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I don't know why I find it a bit embarrassing to ask. I suppose it's just that it's a personal thing.

I should ask, you know... I can't believe I didn't think of it before. It'll still be some time, but still... It doesn't hurt to be prepared at all.

Um, does anyone know what's done in the City, so far as midwifery is concerned?

Jun. 30th, 2007

  • 2:16 PM
*squicked*
I think I'll just have to sit in the bathtub again, today.

'Air conditioning' is there, but I really can't figure that thing out. I've seen electric fans, too, but I doubt the stores would have many available at the moment.

Supper will have to be something cold, as well. I've decided.

I hate this heat.

May. 30th, 2007

  • 2:29 PM
cheery mccheer pants.
Where...?

Houshi-sama..?

Houshi-sama!?

Kagome-chan! Kirara!

...

I don't remember how... Where am I?

What did you do to me!?

May. 15th, 2007

  • 7:38 PM
cheery mccheer pants.
H-houshi-sama...?

OH!

Oh, my. Where...? Oh, goodness. I'm terribly sorry. Where are my clothes? Oh. What is this!?

Oh- I- I should probably figure out where my husband went, now. Or, well... I guess I'm the one who went somewhere.

((OOC: Sango's turned up in someone else's bed, wearing a sleeping robe. She's now feeling intrusive and very embarrassed. Feel free to be her bed-mate.))

May. 5th, 2007

  • 1:11 AM
cheery mccheer pants.
I'm actually very happy to have the hiraikotsu back, and to have another from our world here, as well. Even if I hardly know her at all.

I don't know what to do with the rest of the lamb's meat. It's going to go bad before it's all done away with.

At least the skin seems to be doing alright.

Rin, I hope that you find the room comfortable enough. If you need anything, of course, you can let us know.
Are there any foods that you can't eat, or anything? Kohaku couldn't have a certain sort of root. He'd get a rash from it.

The City seems to be doing better, in general. It's good to see.

Apr. 29th, 2007

  • 5:47 PM
cheery mccheer pants.
Deities and Creatures...

I'd like to offer my hiraikotsu to you in exchange for my own world's protection. It's my weapon, rare and made for the bones of exterminated demons. It is the only one of its kind, and very powerful. It was crafted and given to me by my family. It's a priceless item.

Would you accept it?

Apr. 17th, 2007

  • 3:01 PM
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This isn't funny.

((OOC: Sango means 'coral'. So, poor Sango, her clothes have diappeared in favor of her being dressed in nothing more than lots and lots of coral bead necklaces/belts/chains-in-general.

Everybody point and laugh at the modest, ancient Japanese woman.))

Apr. 9th, 2007

  • 9:18 PM
cheery mccheer pants.
I always feel so behind...

What's happening? Even if it's writing, full words, it seems like everybody's mumbling. The feeling, though... It's foreboding.