29-10-2014, 04:11 PM
2014-10-29
It was a beautiful wedding and Netha and Lucas appear happier than ever. Or at least happier than they’ve been for a long time. I’m very glad for Netha’s sake, Lucas is a good man. And no one deserves to be happy more than her.
Caesar have accepted Lucas as the new father of the family and as the celebrations went on it appears Zaira has as well. Despite her now long lasting avoidance of the topic. I understood her stance when Ezri and I confronted her on the matter, that she wasn’t ready for suddenly having a new father, but wholeheartedly agree with Ezri that running away from it is not the answer. In Zaira’s defence she’s young and have much left to learn but in the light of that I can only hope she learnt from it.
Out of all people to be leaving the celebrations before hand I hadn’t expected it to be myself. Zaira, the little scoundrel, decided to hand me what I was later informed by a grinning Ezri was plain vodka. Instead of water and a whole cup of it that I downed on top of it as I was thirsty after the dancing with Ezri and a piraty-jig. Needless to say I had to be lead back home to Netha’s kitchen couch and be tucked in, for fuck’s sake I’ll let Zaira know she lives when we get back to Nightveil for that one. I've never tried pranks much but I think it is about time I try to extract some revenge. I spent the whole next day in bed and learnt I’d knocked a lady out for talking shit. Sounds like I had reason to at least, but I rather not go about hitting people without knowing perfectly well what I'm doing.
I’m about to let the rest of the family know that I’m heading off for the Mainland soon as the Connors are ready to head out. I’m still not feeling sure about the decision to heed Jolene’s call for help, but I feel I owe it to her. I suspect Netha’s not going to like it, but perhaps she can be calmed by being told that Ezri is coming with to keep an eye on me.
It was a beautiful wedding and Netha and Lucas appear happier than ever. Or at least happier than they’ve been for a long time. I’m very glad for Netha’s sake, Lucas is a good man. And no one deserves to be happy more than her.
Caesar have accepted Lucas as the new father of the family and as the celebrations went on it appears Zaira has as well. Despite her now long lasting avoidance of the topic. I understood her stance when Ezri and I confronted her on the matter, that she wasn’t ready for suddenly having a new father, but wholeheartedly agree with Ezri that running away from it is not the answer. In Zaira’s defence she’s young and have much left to learn but in the light of that I can only hope she learnt from it.
Out of all people to be leaving the celebrations before hand I hadn’t expected it to be myself. Zaira, the little scoundrel, decided to hand me what I was later informed by a grinning Ezri was plain vodka. Instead of water and a whole cup of it that I downed on top of it as I was thirsty after the dancing with Ezri and a piraty-jig. Needless to say I had to be lead back home to Netha’s kitchen couch and be tucked in, for fuck’s sake I’ll let Zaira know she lives when we get back to Nightveil for that one. I've never tried pranks much but I think it is about time I try to extract some revenge. I spent the whole next day in bed and learnt I’d knocked a lady out for talking shit. Sounds like I had reason to at least, but I rather not go about hitting people without knowing perfectly well what I'm doing.
I’m about to let the rest of the family know that I’m heading off for the Mainland soon as the Connors are ready to head out. I’m still not feeling sure about the decision to heed Jolene’s call for help, but I feel I owe it to her. I suspect Netha’s not going to like it, but perhaps she can be calmed by being told that Ezri is coming with to keep an eye on me.