Kairos Aether

Alrighty. What I've done this week.

...Don't people get tired of me telling them "I went to the bakery. I went to the Way. I went to work. I took Regina for a walk"? 

 

Well.

1. I made out with Connor.
2. A lot, mind.
3. I actually made dinner. (Got home before he did! Haha! I win!)
4. I got some murals done for Thorne.
5. I got the 3rd degree for "living with a man I barely know" from Michael.
6. I told Michael he lives with a freaking succubus, so he might wanna check his holier then thou's.
7. I was reminded Michael is an angel. (Well I guess he is holier than me.)
8. Got high on candy! O.O how'd that happen!
9. Managed NOT to have stoned sex! (woo!)
10. Put the candy away for when I need to ply Connor with boozy stuff to get him in a good mood. (Cat's out the bag.)
11. Talked to a guy about a trade in on my car.
12. Just told Connor about the trade in. :D (Well.. this is better than a text message, right?)
13. Became a pimp. (Reminds me, John, how'd the date with the lovely Brea go? She's not 80, so  I bet it was fun! :P)

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I was gonna take pictures and post those like I've seen a lot of blogs do, but .. well. Haha. I can't find my SD card. For those who are about to click the comment link and ask me if I've looked in the freezer, the answer is YES I DID. And no it's not there. YES, I DID look behind the peas. Get a grip. :P

So here's what's in my bag.

I .. made mine. I know you're shocked, right? Well, I purchased a black cotton bag - you know the type, sort of plain, like you'd find at the grocery store - and painted it. I've been experimenting with sugar skulls and Dia de los Muertos has really inspired me of late, so I painted a woman on it in shades of gray and white. Then I dumped glitter and faux gems on it. (I know, I know. Roll your eyes, I don't care! LOL) And then I noticed Hot Topic has one sort of like it. (Mine's better.)

I found that link when I went to see if I could find a link to my wallet: And I did. Do not judge.

I have my new phone in there right now. I finally got my iPhone! :D Connor's promised to make sure I don't leave it in the freezer again. I've also got the blue Nano dad got me for Christmas. Plus my Skullcandy.

I keep a book in there, for when things get slow at work or at The Way (or if I'm on a bus), a sketchbook, a makeup case full of pens and pencils and a couple of charcoal sticks. A small first aid kit, with some medicines for headaches, Band-Aids, Neosporin, that sort of thing.

Keys. Usually some sort of candy too, LOL.

That's it!

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Easy! This is yesterday's. I'll do Day 11 later tonight!

Anyway.
In great detail, really?
Like anyone really wants to know what my underwear looks like, or what I wear to bed.

Victoria Secret's push up bras. I like a least to pretend I have breasts! It was the brown color - I guess they're supposed to be 'flesh' colored? But they're entirely too dark to match *my* skin. I don't tan well. Not that dark, anyway. Matching boy shorts. (No, Hyou, you don't get a picture. *eyeroll*)

PJs are .. probably the sexiest things in the world. BEHOLD! (Not me, obviously, but from the website I bought them at!)



And for today's out and about clothes - well, yes, have a picture. It's been kind of chilly these days. Thanks to Nate for snapping it for me! :D

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My first memory ..

I was maybe three. I know I was old enough to walk, old enough to toddle around like I owned the place. Our abilities besides floating weren't due for a couple of more years, but Kal and I floated whenever mom wasn't looking. (It's a very real fear that children will float/fly more than walk - you can see the obvious problems that could cause.) Mom had my sister and I outside, in the front yard. I think Kal might've been making mud pies, but I was mesmerized by my mom using her powers to sweep up the fallen leaves. And the colors, too, how well all of them blended together so nicely.

I wanted to touch them, so I got up, toddled over, and grabbed a pile of leaves Mom had just pushed together. Then I threw them up high, giggling the entire time. It was like magic to have all that color and beauty falling around me, and I wanted my sister to play, too.

But she was too busy. So I picked up a bunch of leaves on the wind and tossed them over at my sister, causing them to fall around her.
And that's when I noticed my mom staring at me in shock.

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I've got 3.

1. My sister Kalyca. We're twins. There's just no way that anyone else will ever be as amazing as she is. No one can be closer to me than she is. She's literally the other half of me.
2. Hyou D'Casciel Himoto. Probably the sanest compared to his mates that is, nicest guy I've ever known. Puts up with a lot, let me just tell you. o.o Twin firebugs, can you even imagine? I don't know what I'd do without him.
3. John Hart. hart_on_sleeve I don't know when I started considering him my BFF, but when I was in Sav's world he was the second-most person I missed. He's never looked down on me, never thought I was crazy, always thought I was great. I love him to pieces.

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Sorry I didn't update yesterday! It was a pretty boring day and I just sat in front of the TV and vegged all day after work. I know, I know, I lead such an interesting life.

Does anyone wanna do something?

Anyway. This is harder for me. I've erased this definition time again and I can't come up with something that doesn't sound ridiculous and crazy.

Love transforms you. Into something better, always. That I know. That's the pure stuff, without any of the 'human' traits coming into it. It's like seeing god, and being god, all at the same time. Being worshiped and worshiping. Knowing that you can say the most ridiculous thing and that's ok, because there's no need for glamouries.

It's like falling off a building in your dreams, then waking up before you hit the ground. That rush, that relief.. that's what love is like. The adrenaline is amazing.

I can't describe it, except to say it's the greatest high there is.
Getting clean is a bitch.


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Third time is a charm!

Anyway.

I love my mom and dad.
I love it more that we don't live together anymore.

Astrid and Bronsen were the golden couple: not only did they come from good families, they were supposed to be very, very fertile. Both sides! They were smart. High school, then college sweethearts. They never once had a fight. Paid their bills on time, made cash like crazy. And then they tried to get pregnant.

I love the fact that they wanted me and my sister so badly that they went against the Magistrates 'rules' in order to have us. In the early 90s in vitro wasn't really well known, and it was considered 'evil' by the Magistrate. Mom and Dad were pioneers in our little country. It's still frowned upon but more and more people are willing to make their own decisions in order to continue the race and more importantly, fulfill their dreams.

Mom is definitely the one that wears the pants in the family. She pays the bills, she handles telemarketers.. hell, she was the one who made the Official Decision to make use of 'unnatural practices' to get pregnant with us. My dad is really laid back - pretty much the exact opposite of my mom.

When my sister and I had our... run in with the law, my parents had our backs. To an extent. Mom's always wanted us to be perfect, and we're not, so in order to 'hide' us she pulled me from the school and home schooled me, and let my sister attend the school she'd attended. My sister... is just as stubborn as my mom, so the next year my sister was home schooled, too. There was a little give and take with her. Dad was ... well, he always reminds me of Cliff Huxtable from The Cosby Show, except less involved. He wears the sweaters though, lol. He'd rather spoil us and forget that we were teenagers, and that I had 'disabilities'.

They're hard to explain.

They wanted what was best for me, but they allowed the Magistrate to tell me, many times, that I was damaged beyond repair. They allowed my sister and I to move to a big city when we were probably too young to move because the Magistrate was getting ridiculous in their demands.

But my mom is still into the idea of being important in my hometown. She loves me, and they both want what's best for us, but they really love who they are as well.




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Well, if you're reading this, you should already know my name. My given name is Kairos Aether - no middle name. (Apparently my sister and I are too lame for middle names.) I was born three and a half minutes after my older sister Kalyca, and raised in Pézenas France. We're sylphs - aka air faeries. This means I tend to float a lot.

Kalyca and I moved to Sanctuary in the Summer of 2007. We were sixteen years old. It probably wasn't what our parents wanted, but we graduated early and because of our stigma, living in Pézenas wasn't the most logical thing to do. Safer, sure, but life for me was pretty awful and I was in a near-constant state of depression.

See, I'm a little off in the head. Our species is attached to an art of some sort - my sister's art is baking, my cousin Mathias is music. Mine is painting and jewelry making - it's what we make our living at. And we do a good job - but if I don't have enough of that outlet - drawing things, twisting silver wire, I sort of lose it. Lose control, lose my grip on reality. The Talent has to get out, and it doesn't care how it does that. I've bloodied myself trying to draw on walls. It's wild, frenzied, and dangerous. It's something that scares me so much, but in the years since moving to Sanctuary, I've learned to deal with the beast inside, if you will. The people, though they still think I'm crazy, are far more OK with that than the people back home.

I found the Nexus about two years ago. A friend of mine - my first BFF outside of my sister - showed me where there was a door near my building, and the rest was history. About three months ago, I had an 'episode' inside of the Nexus, and in my unwell state, I took the wrong door home and got stuck. For 10 years, I was in a foreign world that wasn't like ours, but I learned a lot about myself and just when I thought I'd never get home, a door opened. Imagine my surprise when I saw my sister and realize only three months had passed here, while I was now 29 instead of 19.

I have a gorgeous little King Charles Cavalier puppy named Regina, and a thriving internet presence where I sell my paintings and jewelry. Or, if you live in Sanctuary or have access to it, I have a flagship store and gallery. Come see me! :)

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