An update?? From me?? Well...yeah...heh...

Basically just wrote a little snippet from the Aerie universe. Wasn't too inspired when writing it, so I apologize for the noticeable lack of creativity.



“No, no Tchaikovsky.”

Mercy’s hand hovered above the old record player. Her eyes narrowed. “And why not?”

“Too fucking depressing. You listen to that shit and it gets you down.”

“Why do you think that?”

Daniel smiled, or grimaced. “You know, you spend a lifetime only hearing things, you know what is depressing and what makes you feel good. Now Bach, that man was a genius. And he knows how to make the world sunny again.”

“Of course he was. Everyone agrees on that, even the people during his time understood his talent, not like that poor Van Gogh schmuck.”

“Cassius would have something to say about that.” Sparrow interjected. “Says he knew Bach. He knew all the biggies, even when they weren’t famous. He was always a music nut. Cassius says that music is the human way of getting closer to heaven during life.”

“Well, isn’t that special for Cassius?” Syd grumbled from her corner.

“I happen to agree with him!” Sparrow said hotly, “I mean, what is more beautiful than music? Other than God?”

“Have you actually ever seen Him?” Mercy asked.

“Well, no…”

“Then that explains why you would say something like that.” Mercy sighed.

“Are you saying that God is ugly?” Sparrow asked in a shocked tone.

“Hell no. The Devil is ugly. Crime is ugly. Poverty, death, war, famine; these are all ugly. Even Daniel’s ugly.”

“Fuck you.”

“It’s the eyes, babe. They freak people out.” Syd supplied.

“But now God, well, She’s something different.” Mercy continued. “He’s unable to be defined by aesthetic tastes. She created the universe, so She’s everything balled up into one package. She is anger, hate, love, joy, peace, and chaos all in one. You can’t look at that and think that it is beautiful. He is awesome, sublime, in the deepest sense of the word. You feel nothing but pure wonderment when looking upon Him. The guys who wrote the Bible didn’t even come close to providing the right description of Our Lord. Which makes me wonder if they ever truly saw Her at all.”

“Most of them were visited by the aerial angels, anyway, and they’re always so damned perfect.” Syd mumbled.

“What about Moses and Abraham? Or Noah? What about Jesus?” Sparrow asked, her eyes wide.

“None of them actually saw God. It would be like putting a tiny moth in front of a bonfire. The moth would be drawn to it, but destroyed in the process. There’s no way that those fragile humans could have seen Her and lived to tell the tale.” Syd grinned at this explanation in the feral way that always made Sparrow uneasy.

“What did they see, then?” Daniel asked, breaking his miffed silence for the sake of curiosity.

“Each saw a different aspect of God that He wanted them to see. When He wanted to awe, He appeared in the shape of a burning bush, or a tower of fire. When He wanted to comfort, He appeared as a dove or a stream of light. She can be whatever She wants us to see.” Mercy waved her hand absentmindedly, staring at the record longingly.

“And you have seen Him? All of Him, I mean.” Daniel said skeptically.

“I’m still alive. Does that answer your question?”

“But how does it work for an angel in a mortal’s body?” Sparrow asked.

“Well, no one’s really sure about that, are they? Because it’s never happened before, right?” Mercy snapped, her eyes narrowing dangerously again.

“Whatever. The point is, is that God isn’t describable, and that Mercy likes Tchaikovsky because it reminds her of her feelings about God, love, and life in general. Now, will you all just stop bitching and put on some music already?” Syd growled, snapping the pages of her magazine pointedly.

“It’s Tchaikovsky, and that’s it.” Mercy declared, placing the pin onto the vinyl surface. The music blared out in a sudden cacophony of sound and Daniel decided to withhold his opinion of what havoc that particular surge was wreaking on his eardrums. Some things are better left unsaid when it came to dealing with a freaky half angel/half human and her…carnivore...friend.

In other news, chilling in New York, struggling with "real life" (bah) and so jealous of people getting ready to go back to school. Boo on them.
But! Celeste is coming to visit tomorrow, so that makes me muy muy happy! ^_^

Also, have taken up this silly notion that I can learn Japanese. So far, I have learned how to say that I don't understand Japanese...well. Very helpful, that. And I'm learning embroidery. I don't think I have enough to do in my life... -_-;;