Mother of the gods.

[x_magik]

No, I certainly don't apologise for waking anyone up last night. (And no, Kitty, I still will not apologise to your dragon.)

May I explain something to the population at large? I know this is a difficult life lesson, not getting killed by magical or mythical things, but I have become quite good at it, so please allow me to impart some wisdom in the hopes that the mass insanity will perhaps pass someday soon.

Sensible people don't bring monsters home. Sensible people do not keep monsters as pets. Sensible people kill monsters. It has worked this way for many centuries. You know how your parents ostensibly told you never to accept things from strangers, or would have if they hadn't been such crap parents anyway? This was because those things might hatch into unspeakable horrors and eat your intestines for breakfast before killing everyone you know and engulfing the world in everlasting darkness.

But no, I forgot, it's a cute baby monster. That makes everything all right.

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[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

Fine then. I'm sorry.

[x-snowflake.livejournal.com]

No, you're angry, that's if you didn't manage to get killed last night. There is a distinct difference.

[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

Still not dead, shockingly.

And no, I'm not angry. I just figured you wouldn't want the monster in your bedroom, so I found somewhere else to sleep.

[x-snowflake.livejournal.com]

Oh, sulking. How attractive.

And no. I don't want it in my bedroom, but as I don't have a choice, that doesn't really matter, does it?

[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

Whatever.

Sure you have a choice. There are other rooms in the Mansion and at least some of our fellow students don't have roommates or aren't happy with them. I'll switch out and then you don't have to worry about him attacking you in the night. Because he is so very fierce. I think he just went 'coo' menecingly.

[x-snowflake.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I get it. It's a baby dragon. It's harmless. Whatever.

In other words, don't bother. I'll go. I've only spent half my life worrying whether I'm going to die in my sleep; far be it from me to wonder if your magical creature is anything less than wonderful.

[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

So I don't believe in judging people or things without giving them a chance. So sue me.

And why should you go? He's my pet and I've no right to put you out.

[x-snowflake.livejournal.com]

Because I would rather leave, to be honest. This room is strategically next to Jamie's because of you, remember; it certainly gives me no joy to be in such close proximity to either of you.

Maybe they'll give me a roommate who will ask before she brings creatures of darkness home. Wouldn't that be nice?

[x-kitten.livejournal.com]

oh.

i'm going to class.

[x-borealis.livejournal.com]

You. I like you. Stop making me not like you.

Now, correct me if I'm wrong, but I assumed Kitty was your friend, and according to my crazy woman logic, and feel free to keep correcting me, that means that you owe her some kind of respect. Anger I am well versed in, but this haughty passive agressive nonsense you are trying to pull on her is bellow you. Quit it. Try some reason. Some in person, calm, thoughtful reason.

You two are both brilliant and sensible, I do not doubt you can come up with some sort of compromise.

And now that I'm done pretending I'm a calm, thoughtful adult can we go out to get some shoes? Or! Scarves! I like scarves, I left all of mine in Banff.

[x-snowflake.livejournal.com]

Here is some reason for you, then, Miss Aurora:

1. I don't like monsters.
2. There is one living in my current bedroom.
3. Nobody bothered to tell me there was going to be a monster in my bedroom.
4. Because I am oh-so-strange and eccentric, this is a problem for me. One that I am solving.

I don't think it's unreasonable to expect at least some notice before one has to share her bedroom with a dragon. But since this is clearly not the case, I am dealing with it.

You talk to me like you think I know how to shop, which is disconcerting to me. I know you own a pair of shoes already. I do too. Have your shoes broken? Have you lost them? Why do you need more?

Banff? Is that somewhere in the netherworld?

[x-borealis.livejournal.com]

Back with the sane hat it seems...

You do make a point with number three. But perhaps it would have been more mature of you to just poke Kitty in a polite poking manner, possibly with a stick if she were still holding the beast, and comment on this as opposed to the wild, hurtful flailing we can all read?

I like to think that a young lady of your sensibilities would know how, yes. If you do not, well. I suppose we could just do something boring like get drinks instead.

Banff is in Canada, which is, essentially, the Netherworlds but with more snow and hairy things.

And it's Mme. Beaubier, for the future.

[x-blink.livejournal.com]

you scream like a girl.

and she can't get rid of him, I'm making a nice collar. non-glittery because Kitty is cool like that.

[x-skin.livejournal.com]

So you glittered Joyita but you won't glitter the dragon? Should I be offended? ;)

[x-blink.livejournal.com]

DRAGON. FIRE BREATHING.

and there is still time. besides, isn't Lockheed a boy?

[x-borealis.livejournal.com]

NO COLLAR.

[x-blink.livejournal.com]

it's like a necklace :) lots of shiney

[x-borealis.livejournal.com]

No. Collar.

[x-snowflake.livejournal.com]

Clarice, that's amazing, as I am a girl. I realise this comes as a complete shock to the brain-dead (how else could you miss it?), but there you have it.

She can get rid of it. She won't get rid of it.

[x-cyclops.livejournal.com]

You've had experience with dragons, Illyana? That's actually not me being sarcastic; we obviously don't know much about the species, which we should, if Lockheed's going to be a permanent resident.