☈ strike #18 (video/...action?)

[thestormishere]

ARIES
- You'll get 'The Devil Went Down to Georgia' stuck in your head for the next week.
- You will find a turtle in your laundry.
- Just go sleep on the couch tonight. You don't want to know why.
- Hide it, no one saw!

[ Like everyone else, Lightning wasn't really sure what to think about the odd message that showed up at the front of her journal recently, but it's fairly late in the evening before she makes an appearance on there too-- publicly, without even any filters in place to exclude certain people! An unusual decision perhaps, but... here she is anyway, looking as mildly annoyed as ever as she brushes hair from her face and frowns deeply. Her words are clipped and serious. ]

A few things.

Anyone care to explain the reasoning - if any - of this experiment? [ A beat. ] Actually, I'd just like to know if there's a pattern between the words listed at the top and the sort of guidelines everyone's getting beneath them. Is there anyone looking into this?

[ No, she doesn't understand the concept of a zodiac or the point of astrological horoscopes, shut up. Something like that is a little difficult when nobody else from your world has seen stars or even the real sun in five centuries, you know!

But in any case. ]

Second, does anyone have information on something that's called... [ Another slight pause, this one perhaps a bit embarrassed? Naaaah. ] 'The Devil Went Down to Georgia'?

... Third, this creature...

[ And here is where she leans aside slightly, rustling in what's apparently an 'off-screen' cardboard box a moment before she lifts this handsome beastie up- just long enough for the journal to capture the slow, cautious paddle of its legs in the air, as well as the pink-haired woman's dubious expression as she stares at it.

Then-- nothing, save for a soft sigh. Even though something's obviously eating at her about this, apparently that's all she can think of to say on the matter before giving up and just setting her journal aside to wait for any responses.

Also, to continue moping on the couch, with roughly half a dozen blankets around her. ]

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[thestormishere]

[ And Lightning just watches, after a minute or two pulling her knees up to her chest and folding arms up over and around them. Face remains as serious as ever, though. ]

... What are you trying to do?

[ Well okay, she can sort of tell already... but why? ]

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[ 1: getting Light to stop moping so much. And hey, if she is paying more attention to Aerith and tortoise antics, it's at least a partial success?

2: ]

Training him for a race with a hare.

[ ... No that's not it, she's just messin' with Light. It's really that the guy needs to eat anyway and this is an entertaining way to do it she would love those silly pointless youtube clips of pets. ]

[thestormishere]

I doubt that one's going to be winning races any time soon.

[ Nope, apparently she doesn't get the reference-- or rather, even if she did... she's Lightning. With as slow as that thing's plodding along? Maybe if Aerith put him up against a plant or something... ]

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

You never know, he could be a late bloomer.

[thestormishere]

What are you expecting? It to suddenly grow a flight stabilizer?

[ She shakes her head. Nothing in the library mentioned tortoises having AMP technology tucked away in their shells, so she's really not buying it. ]

What we should be doing is figuring out what we're going to do with it.

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

Vrooooom~ [ She makes a flight motion with her hand. ] Stranger things have happened. You don't want to keep your laundry assistant?

[thestormishere]

[ Flat look. Predictable reaction incoming in 3... 2... ]

No.

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

Poor Barry.

Hmmm...Baldr gets really worked up around him, so maybe he needs to go somewhere else? Not outside, though. It'll be winter soon! [ and they can't be cold-hearted to the cold-blooded little guy... ]

[thestormishere]

'Barry?' [ Fffwhat. Lightning unfolds an arm to rub at the nape of her neck, expression tightening. ] I don't care where it goes. Just as long as it stays out of my clothes.

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[ This is a perfectly valid name, okay

she could have gone to flowers again. ]

Since he's so slow, that'll be absolutely no trouble at all, right? If he's in my room you'll have a head start on keeping them tortoise-free.

[ Yes, she got it right. ...Mostly because of Light BUT ANYWAY ]

[thestormishere]

-- You want to keep it?

[ Okay that's not exactly what Aerith said, but. That's how Lightning's read into it. ]

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

I definitely don't want him out in the snow! I like him, even if he's a little bit of a rascal.

[ She--very gently--pats the tortoise's head. He goes back to nibbling lettuce. It is a beautiful one-sided friendship. ]

[thestormishere]

[ -- SIIII

IIIII

IIIIIGH. ]

Why am I surprised?

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

You really should know better by now~ And don't sigh like that. He's my responsibility, now!

[thestormishere]

Yeah. Somehow you managed to find an animal that might as well be a plant too, for all the movement it does.

[ She rolls her eyes, hard. Obviously her shepherd dog is at least thirteen times better! ]

Anyway, have you seen anything weird in your journal too, lately?

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[ And yet she likes dogs with all their energy, too. I mean she did date Zack ANYWAY

Aerith hums quietly. ] Nope. They must have decided I've got enough fortune tellings waiting to be filled.

[thestormishere]

[ Hey, Aerith, hey. You let that doggie go. :|

Not that Lightning can complain too much - aside from the inherent mild awkwardness in developing an interest in your buddy's exes. But aaaaanyway. ]

Hm. That's odd.

[ Dare she even ask what she means by 'enough fortune tellings?' Prob'ly not. ]

[gardenerofgaia.livejournal.com]

[ the inherent mild awkwardness of your buddy living with her ex and you living with both of them, too. ]

Not really. I think that weird life-change was the unusual one. Seems like it got everyone. But usually, aren't there some people left alone?

[thestormishere]

I guess.

[ --way behind and he was willin' to make a deal, when he came across this young man sawin' on a fiddle and playin' it hot, and the devil jumped upon a hickory-- ]

Who knows how they even decide that kind of thing, or-- ... I wonder if maybe some people just aren't affected by certain things. Like... the incompatibilities when we're sent off to fight.