It keeps happening… and it’s getting worse.
It’s been almost a year since I nearly died and even though my wounds are fully healed, there still seems something wrong with me. At first I thought, i was just blacking out every now and then, but after some time, I actually figured out,that somebody or something took over my body and used for some really mean and terrible things.
The only positive thing this other being ever achived, was getting together with Dougal Blake, Flagus Fireeater and later Rebecca Strife. They formed an arcane order,which now seems to have turned into a mercenary group.
Even though we’re working and living together for some weeks now, I still haven’t toild the others about my condition. I don’t really think they’re so judgemental, but I’m sort of afraid they’d sent me away. So all I can do about this for now is to hope they won’t realize it and try to figure out how to stop those changes.
Today, Rebecca came to me and asked me to clean up the laboratory. I really don’t know why she’s so urgent about it. I’m perfectly fine with my system of arrangeing my compartements.
Also,when she wanted me to clean up the lab,I was actually busy reading a pretty interesting book, so I tried to de3lay it. Maybe she would find something else to do during breakfast, so I can keep working under my usual conditions.
Ok, seriously: How can she write this crap without bursting into laughter?
Anyway, I just happened to stumble over sweet little Ms. Innocence’s diary and thought it would be time to add some notes of my own.
[Sidenote: little Miss Goody-Goody blacks out everytime I get in control? interesting.]
Today, this Rebecca-person turned all bossy again and tried to force me into “cleaning up” the lab. As if,bitch… After all, it is MY lab, and I am the one working there. So I am the only one, who needs to go in there.
Besides, I’m no teenager anymore,so I really don’t want “have you cleaned your lab?” to be the first words I hear when I get down to have some breakfast.
To be fair, her next idea to walk around town and advertise our little club wasn’t a much better plan. I mean, come on… we have a big copper-sign above the door, that should be enough.
But since Flagus managed to burn the bacon again (seriously, if this guy weren’t such a charming arsonist, I’d probably killed him in his sleep for screwing up the food everytime), so I decided to go to the market, advertise the team to get Rebecca off my back and try to get some proper food.
After a little flirt with a admittedly cute
but stupid as hell merchant, I managed to get his stool for an announcement and bought an apple, so I finally had something proper to eat.
However, since I had to pay for the apple, so I figured I should get me some new money. So I took the burden of his purse from a fat guy on my way back home. After all, he had enpough to carry on his own weight,right?
Apparently, my “other half” found my diary.And her Sidenote implies that she knows everything I do,so I guess there is no use in hiding it.great…
~To be continued