IdentityUnknown

I'll live. Anyways, how are you?

*shivers* I'm cold. I have a stomachache as well.

I can. Certain people.

People. :V

Since I can only remember who was in it and not necessarily what it was about (it was like a 5-minute dream), I won't say anything. :V

I wish I could help her...so much...if only I could do something...

Your chuckle makes me feel like I've done something wrong. :V

I had a dream about DCW members. <3 Not sure about the specifics though.

I wonder if I made the right decision. I hope so.

Some people say I look like my dad. Others say I look like my mom. My dad mistakes me for my mom all the time and so does my grandma. :V When asked, I say I look like myself. Not exactly a helpful answer. I mix up my sister and my dog. That says something, doesn't it? :V The truth is, their nicknames are quite similar.

@Sam: Lol. But that was like...millenniums ago. :V @Aeyra: A long time as in two or three months. :V ------ IdentityUnknown slammed the door of the taxi and approached the building. Ignoring the crowded Reception table, she went to the Special Services table in the corner, all too aware of the security camera behind her. Discreetly, she showed the receptionist the letter she had received. The lady nodded and handed her a card. "14th floor," she said quietly. The number didn't help. It was her least favorite number after all. IdentityUnknown slipped the card into the elevator and pressed the number 14 before finding a small bulletin saying that "Floor 14 was under renovation." A little too tired to be amused, she leaned against the elevator, listening to the elevator music. She closed her eyes slightly and breathed in deeply. A rush of memories came back to her -- everything from playing in the elevator when she was 5 to being kidnapped and held hostage. There was a ding and the elevator doors opened. IdentityUnknown hesitated before stepping out -- she didn't want to be here. But there was something else that compelled her to. "I knew you would come," the man in the gray chair said. IdentityUnknown stiffened slightly and subconsciously moved her hand towards her pocket. She could almost hear the smirk in his voice. "So...we meet again. Let's make this a more cordial visit, shall we?" The man turned around. "John," IdentityUnknown spat with disgust. "I came here for information." "I know that," the man said calmly. "I called you here for information as well...and a contract of some sorts between you and me. You do remember what we discussed last time." IdentityUnknown tensed. "Yes, I do. And you know how I feel about it. Now...tell me about this information or I'm leaving." The man chuckled. "I'm afraid that won't be so easy. After all, you've left rather abruptly the first two times. I hope you aren't going to leave like that this time...it may not turn out to be extremely pleasant." The man smirked. "I am aware," IdentityUnknown said automatically. She blinked and felt a random urge to laugh. John looked at her curiously. "Now talk." IdentityUnknown focused her look on John and the older man shifted uncomfortably. She didn't blink. "Talk," she repeated. "Or rather, show." John's mouth was in a tight line and IdentityUnknown could practically see him thinking about the best way to do this. "Alright," he decided. "But I'll let Gray talk you through it first."

Then you can be middle. :V

*drags out into open* <3

Childish voices... *muses* A came over to my house with T this Wednesday and we were reading manga. I put on this childish, cute voice. They were both shocked and amused -- which meant I had to repeat it some 10 times. :V

I guess. But I claim youngest. <3

D: *clings*

<3 I'm the youngest twin.

Nice. But I think intuition needs to extend past tests to be truly useful. I think I can read people well and know approximately what they need. I'm oblivious when it comes to most things dealing with me though. I had naturally curly hair when I was younger (no, I did NOT look cute, don't even think about it). Now I don't know exactly what kind of hair I have. It's more of a wave I guess.

"You miss all the shots you don't take."

;________; But you're my twin. You can't be younger than me. ;________;

"You miss all the shots you don't take."

No more now that you've revealed it. :V And I'm still younger than you. :V

See? I'm the youngest. I'm 7. Yup. 7.

What? I'm the youngest here. <3

I don't. Not the "no one dares to offend" part. It would mean that I've done something that they're scared of and I don't want that. I wish she would stop crying her tears out. I wish I could help her move on. I wish he would've realized what he had back then. I wish she would've thought a little more. I wish she didn't go and break her heart. I wish that she would realize that if she pushes too hard, she'll just get pushed back. I wish that she was happy. That's what I want most right now.