Noah and I are more competitive than I thought. APparently after the breakfast I cooked him, I can burn down the house. At least I showed him up in cooking Mongolian Barbeque. I still have an uncertain feeling about that Kira woman. She's a magic-user, for sure. I could subtly feel it. I'm more used to feeling the power of Elements over Magic, so it's almost hard for me to tell.
And she's so...secretive, but boistrous about it. As if she's high and might and is proud to know things others do not. She's smart, that's for sure. Figuring her out will be more difficult, and her Magic clouds her thoughts. I think the more I'm around her, the easier it will be to discover what she's up to. As for me, I'm exhausted. I don't think my body can stand being awake for too much longer. It's taken a lot of abuse over the past few weeks I've been here. Between ORDER coming after Noah--they may even be after Light again.
I don't know what I would do if I discovered OXY was trying to hunt me down and bring them back. Poor Noah, my silly little brother-creature. He's very smart, a great tactician as I told him before. I suppose with his skill, I'd be after him as well. But the point is that there are too many dangerous close calls to be cautious with anyone. I wonder if there will be any more attempts on his life. I don't think I'd be able to handle it again if I fail Noah, or anyone for that matter. And I sense more bad news coming just over the horizon. I hope the others are well. I haven't seen Naomi since I came in, so she's most likely looking for Light. I wonder if his eyes have gotten better any...
For now, I'm just...resting. My body has to naturally regain it's strength. Even though my wounds are healed, it doesn't mean my body has rested and restored itself. There are a lot of things I have to fix about myself. I need to stop being so tenacious, for sure. I need to let go and let things as they are. But even still...I'm glad Roan is here. Nothing gives anyone more confidence than having their best of friends there at their side.
Until the next attack, all I can do is sit and wait. Or sleep and wait, rather. My body falls into a coma-like state under extreme conditions, but my mind is still...steady, I suppose. -I- call it being dormant. Here's till the next attack, I guess.
-K.A.N.Z.A.K.I.
 Aizen Teresaga · Wed Jan 14, 2009 @ 03:17pm · 0 Comments |
