Blue Nights

2003-08-24T00:57:00.000-04:00

Wow, I didnt' realize how long it had been since I sat down to pound on the keys. Heh, let me tell you, this pretty little laptop is a lot nicer than the typewriters I have to use back home.

Anyway, there really isn't anything exciting to add. I'm just writing for the sake of writing.

I've made some new friends, most notably, Yohji and Juste. Sure I already knew them, but I didn't consider them real buds until now. I guess I'll fill some space talking about how that happened.

First Yohji, since his is easier to explain. I popped into the Inne, and as usual it just HAD to get me wet. Double duty no less. First it was the snow I got all over my uniform from falling outside the winter room melting once I got near the fireplace. THEN...along comes Yohji with this glass of water...he trips...I get soaked AGAIN and after some laughs we started to gab.

Akira was there to, but he was being his usual shy self and disappeared before I had a good chance to stop him. Anyway, back to Yohji. I see what Gojyo likes in the guy. He's got a talent for making people smile. I'm glad to count him amongst my friends now.

And then there's Juste.... Man, he's a hard one to explain. First off, he's a vampire, who used to be a vampire hunter. No wait! It gets better. He's got three, count 'em THREE lovers. One of them is this wise-cracking outlaw from the future...Gene Starwind. I think I've mentioned that guy before, but I'm not really in the mood to go back and make sure.

Then there's Schuldig, he used to be one of Yohji's worst enemies. I won't say they're friendly right now, but they don't seem to be intent on killing each other either. He, Schulding not Yohji, is a psychic. A really powerful telepath. Scary stuff, but he seems cool enough.

And then, there is Meier Link. Another vampire, a really old one from what I can tell. He's cultured, smooth...the sort of guy you'd want for your daughter....if it weren't for that whole blood-sucking thing.

Ahem...back to Juste. A while back I got attacked by some new form of beastie. Ugly SOB...these long tentacle/vine looking things, with a Tyrant type body and a Licker type face, that could spit acid. Not a pretty combo. It managed to get in a hit to my face. Hurt. Like. Hell!

I was half blind and itching like mad within seconds. Luckily enough, the Inne pulled me back, though I wasn't totally thrilled at the time. I was scared as hell I was infected, and with my eyesight fading faster than a kid star's career, I couldnt look to see if it was hives or necrosis. So like any cop, I assumed the worst and hoped for the best.

I suppose you could say it was the best. I wasn't infected, and Juste picked up on my stress and paid me a visit. Took some convincing, but I finally let him come in. He fixed me right up, and we spent the next few hours jawing until the Sandman decided we were long overdue for some conversation and I had to get some rest.

So now we're friends. Can't ever have too many of those. I keep working on making new ones as I go. I'd like all of us to become more fraternal. Well, at least those of us who aren't currently lovers. *chuckle*

Speaking of lovers, I got to see Kell again! It wasn't nearly long enough for my tastes, but I'm not gonna complain. He says he's working for one of our hosts, so he can try and earn a day pass. That's a chance to visit a world other than the Inne. I know my world is kinda fucked up at times. but it does have its pretty spots.

Well, that's enough out of me. It's been snowing for a while now, and I'm getting itchy feet without my usual jog. Time for a visit to the training room. Maybe I'll luck out and find a sparring partner. It'd be a refreshing change from the katas.
Later!!

2003-07-20T01:04:00.000-04:00

Whew. I managed to make it though another hour. Let me tell you. I wasn't sure I would. Umbrella must have gotten sick of me knocking their men unconscious, because they sent another bio-weapon after me. A really nasty one. He cornered me in the hall not to long ago and promptly tossed me around like a ragdoll.

I’m taking a few moments for some R&R while I wait for the sting of the first aid spray to fade. I usually prefer to avoid the stuff on principal alone, but I don’t have access to any herbs, and until I am fully healed I can’t take a chance that, that thing is still out there. The walls are thick here, and should offer me a small amount of protection.

If I ever missed home, I miss it now. I could really go for some companionship right about now. Toss in some movies and tequila and I’d have a party. I wonder if Kell would like “To Wong Foo”? I admit it’s not exactly a guy movie, but I want humor.

I swear if I make it back I am gonna spend the whole day vegging...although if Kell is up for some extracurricular activity I might be coaxed away from the tube. Especially if he offer some of that bread. I’ve never thought as much about food as I have since I went to the Inne.

I know they say food and music are the ultimate in universal languages, but it’s never seemed more true than it does there. I’m practically dreaming of Sharon’s cooking. I wonder if she does Italian? Pizza sounds good, to hell with healthy eating. I want comfort food. I haven’t eaten in...*checks watch* Well, hell! No wonder I’m starving.

Guess I better dig up some rations. As long as I don’t have this hankering for raw flesh I suppose I’m cool. I’m not ashamed to say I’m always scared I’ll get a dose of whatever virus is running rampant at the time and turn into one of the creatures I essentially hunt.

It sounds sick, but if it happens, I hope I’m someplace where a friend can do me in. I don’t relish the idea of my putrefying body walking around trying to snack on some poor person or animal. I’d rather pop up at the Inne where I know there are plenty of people that could take me on and take me out just before the change took place.

Bleah, I’d better stop thinking like this. I need a clear head when I step out that door and this won’t help. So I’m going to sign off for now, and God willing I’ll make it to safety, with yet another destroyed lab under my belt. Then I’m taking a vacation before I burn out. Even a weekend will do. C-ya when I make it there!

2003-07-03T17:12:00.000-04:00

Well, back again, back again. Man oh man has it been awhile. Let me tell you, life has been totally and I do mean TOTALLY hectic on my end. Things got so busy I just looked up and suddenly realized it had actually been a month since I last visited the inne.

Now I know that might not seem like a lot of time, but I was used to visiting every couple hours whenever I entered a hot zone. I've been stuck in this place for over four hours...hell the only reason I'm taking the time to write here is that I've gotten in the habit of keeping logs as I go along in case any other poor bastards have the misfortune of following in my path.

I just decided it couldn't hurt to post here too. Somehow...I have the feeling if anything really screwed up happened these logs would find there way to someone at the Inne.

I wish I had time to give a better rundown, but I’ve got to keep moving. Umbrella’s cleaning crew will undoubtedly be on their way shortly and I’d rather not be caught. I’ve managed to dig up some good info, but it’s no good if I can’t get it to the right people. It’s still not enough to shut the bastards down, but it’s a step in the right direction. I can only pray my luck and my wits keep holding out. I love the Inne and all, but I’m not ready to become a permanent resident just yet. C-ya.

2003-05-17T23:21:00.000-04:00

Ahh, back again, and in a much better mood than last time

Why you ask? Quite simple. I'm getting over him. Don't get me wrong...I still care about Legolas, but now I know that it doesn't mean I have to give him my body. I should have known it before, but sometimes you just need an outside force to point out the obvious. For me that outside force was Kellindyl. He's been nothing less than extraordinary these past few weeks. I dont' think I've ever met a more patient soul. He didn't even know me when he took me under his wing. He took care of me...fed me...hell he even read me bedtime stories.

I don't care what anyone says, you never outgrow bedtime stories. It's a shame people tend to ignore things like that as they get older. Even if you have to read them to yourself, they're wonderful. They're even better when you have someone as caring as Kell reading to you...and the fact he has a voice just made for storytelling is a huge bonus. Part of me is afraid the connection I feel with him is rebound syndrome, but like I told him last night.

No matter what happens...I won't have any regrets. How could I regret the way he makes my heart swell? I feel loved...for what may be the first time since my parents died, I feel truly loved and cherished. It's not just sex, not just release....I want to be with him just for the sake of being with him, and I know he feels the same way.

Sorry, Legolas...but I'm not going to be coming back to you. Not now...not when I've found what I've been searching for so very long. I know you aren't going to be reading this...but I hope you do find the one that's right for you. Because despite how you hurt me, I know you've got a good heart. You just need to learn that other people do as well...and respect them for it. Then...I'm sure you'll find your path. I just gotta figure out how to tell you when we finally meet again.

2003-05-15T00:20:00.000-04:00

Wow...twice in one week...I'd better be careful. This might become a habit. *chuckle then sigh*

Well...the fact I'm here should make it obvious I had something on my mind, and once again that something is Legolas. He showed up again last night....telling me all the things I'd been longing to hear. That he cared, and he wanted to care....and it was too fucking late. Just two weeks ago I would have been thrilled. I would have felt like the luckiest guy in the Inne. *bitter laugh* What a difference a day makes.

His long absence, though not his fault, gave me time to realize I was being used. And if there's one thing I hate, it's being used.

Still, I didn't mean to hit him. He looked every bit as shocked as I felt when I landed that punch. I wish I could say I felt totally awful about it, but I'd be lying to myself. I was absolutely pissed at him. He had the nerve to tell me he'd just wanted to 'have fun' that he 'hadn't meant' for me to fall for him. I can't believe he had the nerve to pull that crap. I made it clear from the get go that I wasn't into casual relationships, but he still kept pounding at my walls.

It sucks to be sure...the man...uhhh elf, I wanted finally says he wants me back and I can't milk it. I want more than just a familiar body to warm my sheets, nevermind that it was a very, very nice body. If that's all I was after I could have accepted any number of offers in my own world and here. That's not arrogance, that's fact, I get hit on so often it's not even funny. Which is why it's all the more tragic I didn't see Legolas for what he was, a fucking player.

Well I'm done playing. I deserve love and I'm not giving up my body again until I have it. Until next time, c-ya!

2003-05-13T15:54:00.000-04:00

Well, I’m back again...not feeling the best, but it’s no less than I deserve. Did something stupid last night...actually a lot of something stupids. And now that I’ve recovered from all the liquor I packed away, I have no idea how I’m going to start making up for all that idiocy.

Earlier I was talking about how Legolas and Akira had me frustrated. Well they both showed up yesterday and instead of trying to talk to them about what’s going on I snapped their heads off. They don’t even know why I’m upset.

Legolas seems pretty resilient, so my main concern now is Akira. The poor kid is already a hairbreadth away from breaking and I just made it worse. Told him that I had basically given up on him. Sad to say, at the time it was true. I just didn’t have anymore to give. I’ve been doing everything I can think of to show him that I cared about him, wanted him healthy, and it all kept being tossed back in my face.

Still, it didn’t justify me blowing up at him. I can’t be a good cop if I let things get to me.

As for Legolas...I’m really not sure what’s going to happen there. I’m still pissed that he gave me that look. The one that said he didn’t want to care about me. I was really starting to care about him, was prepared to completely rethink my views on how a relationship should work if he like me back...but after that look. *sighs* I should have stuck to my instincts when I first got here. Held back and avoided getting caught up in the atmosphere, but fucking hell, I’m still a man...I still want affection. I still want companionship. I still want love if I can have it.

Tch. I sound like a sentimental fool, but I guess it’s just me. *small smile* On a more positive note, I did meet someone new yesterday. Another elf by the name of Kellindyl. I’m not sure, but I think he and Drizzt might be from the same world. Something about the flow of their words is similar, though they couldn’t be more different. Drizzt is all darkness and sleek grace, just like that panther friend of his. Kell, well, he’s like sunbeams, golden and warm.

He helped me out while I was making a drunkard of myself. I don’t even want to think about how much tequila I put away...not to mention the drinks with Dante that came before that. Thankfully Kell pumped some water into my system, so the hangover was barely noticeable. Still, that was his first night at the Inne and it was a lousy way for him to spend it, caring for an idiot of an officer.

Still, he didn’t seem to mind, and after I woke up again we shared a couple dances and lots of conversation. It seems like we might become friends. I think I’ll keep it there for now...with everyone. I’m really not ready for another let down. If it had gone any further I know I would have gotten my heart broken, and I just can’t take that kind of pain. Not again...not after Ada. Damn, why did I have to get a logical mind and a passionate heart? Talk about opposing forces....

Anyway, that’s enough out of me today. If I sit here too long I’ll get gloomy again, and that’s not something I want to happen. I think I’ll go for a run in the garden, get some fresh air and clear my head. I noticed a gate on my last visit and I’m kind of curious what might lie beyond it. At worst it’ll be locked and I’ll amuse myself some other way. Maybe someone will be around for a game of pool. Won’t know until I go, so I’m gone. C-ya.

2003-05-12T01:08:00.000-04:00

Damn me, but I'm getting antsy.

I know it might sound like I'm being fae, but I was starting to get used to having Legolas around. Now that I'm going on two months with only one hug, my body is starting to scream for some affection. Now I know me and Leggy never made any promises, but part of me feels I should stay loyal...I mean, at worst I suffer with blue balls for a bit longer, right? It's not like I haven't gone without before.

Then again, when I was going without it wasn't in an Inne full of people practically hardwired to fucking each other senseless. Okay, so that's a bit of an exaggeration, but not much of one. All I know is that I'm feeling pretty damn lonely and I don't like the sensation. I can only distract myself so much before this little thing called hormones demands that I seek some relief. *sighs* Guess it's another night with Madame Palm and her four sisters for me. Vulgar? Yes, I know, but since it seems I'm going to be the only one reading this unless something really fucked up happens I think I'm entitled to be frank.

Besides, it's not like anybody who'd be reading this hasn't indulged in a little self pleasure. Anyone that denies that is a damned liar. *sighs* It also occurs to me I might have a few to many hang-ups about sex. It looks like the ones that jumped in with both feet are finding themselves tied to some good ones. Hell, anyone in this place is a good one in one way or another. They wouldn't be here otherwise...but still, there's that whole buisness with Leggy.

*bangs head* He looked so upset when I suggested he might like me...maybe I should take that as a sign he really doesn't want me, not that he's just afraid of commitment to someone who'll die eventually. Maybe I was reading too much into that, maybe he's just territorial...damn if I don't hate maybes.

Well at any rate....I was quite serious about needing some relief. So if you don't mind, I'm off for the showers. C-ya!

2003-05-06T22:01:00.000-04:00

Bet you were starting to think you'd never hear from me again, huh?

Trust me, it isn't because I didn't want to write, but between the zombies and the constant poofing back and forth between worlds, I just haven't had time to sit down.

Actually, I really don't have the time now but I just have to share this with someone. I might be jumping the gun a bit, but I think Legolas is starting to fall for me. Yeah...me. Plain ol' Leon Kennedy. *sighs* Unfortunately, he wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea. I tried not to let it bug me, but it did sting a bit, knowing he might want me, but didn't want to want me. *shakes his head* Starting to sound like a bad 80's song there.

Anyway...I suppose I can understand where he's coming from. I mean, it has to suck falling in love with someone you know is going to die way before you do. I never really thought about it before, but it has to hurt. It's a bit hard to fathom...even from my end. What would it be like to feel you life slipping away while your lover remains eternally young? Would I grow bitter, jealous? Would the affection we share now turn to something less desirable?

For that matter...what if it's not me he's talking about? I know he said he doesn't like the idea of Nuriko touching me now, but what if I'm just a reminder of someone from his own realm? He's spoken of a man called Aaragorn...what if it's that man he truly wants, not me?

*sighs* Listen to me, going on like that....just isn't me. So if you'll excuse me I'll change the subject.

Let's talk about Mom. She's better now. Hell, she's better than better, she's great! Turns out one of the Inne's new residents is an angel. An honest to God angel!! (Pun intended.) And not just any angel, Raphael is heaven's doctor! *chuckles* Needless to say, he had the skills to make Mom healthy again.

I hear the one that got her hurt in the first place got his, and in a not so nice fashion. I really wish there had been a cleaner way to take care of that...call me an optomist, but I like to think the potential for true and powerful change is in all of us. History teaches us complete 180s are indeed possible, rare, but possible. *sighs* Still, from what I hear there was little choice at that point, so I won't dwell on it.

You might be asking where I was during all this. Well, not everybody in this place is built for battle, and I was still here taking care of one of them while the others were off playing Rambo in Yohji's world. (I swear, that poor guy is a doom magnet) Ahem, any way, the kid I was watching, Akira is his name, the kid is almost as bad as Nagi on the eating thing. At least Nagi makes an attempt to finish his food now, even if the servings are tiny.

What's worse though, the poor kid insists on closing himself off from everyone but his boyfriend unless you drag him kicking and screaming...literrally. Unfortunately, that approach is all wrong for him....even though I know the one's doing it only have his best interests at heart. He needs a gentle hand, someone to slowly ease him into the stuff he needs. Now I'm far from the type of person he needs, but I think I'll give it a go. If nothing else I can play mediary between him and the people trying to be his friend. Lord knows...Akira needs a few more friends.

Well...I guess that's enough outta me for now. I wanna see if that Ken guy is around...I hear he likes kids too. Maybe I can convince him to help me get the younger ones around here involved in something less carnal. Some decent physical exertion might be just the ticket for calming those hormones down. C-ya later!!

2003-04-26T02:15:00.000-04:00

You know, the Inne can be really cool sometimes, but other times it can totally suck.

Sad to say, but it seems as though the Inne has caused a real tragedy back in someone's home world. I have no doubt from what I've inferred that Mom got hurt because a few of her 'boys' managed to find happiness here.

Oh, did I forget to mention that?
Seems Mama Kudoh got attacked back in what passes for the 'real' world. I wasn't there to see her brought in, but when I dropped in, I overheard just what had happened. *blushes* On a side note, let me say that Juste's hair really is that moonlit blonde. How do I know you ask? The rug really does match the drapes so to speak.

Quit with the dirty thoughts...we didn't do anything. I'm starting to loosen up a little, but I ain't loose enough to start chasing other people's boyfriends. That's a clear and definite no no as far as I'm concerned, no matter how overn I might end up....'sharing'.

At any rate, back to my original subject. She's much better now, Mom, and was fussing about trying to feed her 'boys'. Heh, guess that's a sign she's still got some spunk. *smiles* Me and Hakkai took her some food, and I got a chance to tease Gojyo a bit before I faded out for the night.

Heh, I'm back now, but the memory of the look on Gojyo's face when Mama let loose with that 'weak' joke was priceless. Made me wish I had Gene's camer...

Uhh, excuse me a moment. I think I'd better go have a quick discussion with a certain outlaw to make certain he hasn't been playing voyeur. I'll write again soon. C-ya!

2003-04-21T12:45:00.000-04:00

Hello again!

I don't know about you, but when I was young I had quite a few female friends, and one of their favorite pastimes was trying to make me blush. Now I know that seems like a strange thing to bring up all of a sudden, but trust me, it has some bearing on the current situation.

Anyway, back to my girl friends. They loved to make me blush, standard stuff, dragging me into going to stores with them to ask a male opinion on clothes. Trying to hook me up with friends of a friend, and most of all, dragging me to movie night. *shakes head* I can't begin to tell you how many chick flicks I've been subjected to. Every now and then is okay, but man oh man, a guy can only take so much sap before the stomach begins to hurl.

Still, every now and then I'd come across a gem. A movie that I really did enjoy. That brings me to the rather embarassing admission that I actually *liked* "To Wong Foo..." Back then it was a bit of a blow to my sexual identity, but considering the situation now, I can see it had no reason to.

Now before you panic, I'm not about to say I'm giving up the uniform and becoming a drag queen for the Boybutante Ball. The reason I bring it up is that I got to meet a drag queen today. Though the image associated with that term doesn't really suit him. Nuriko is waaaay too pretty. I know a few drag queens that would literally cry if they met him (long story...I'd rather not go into it here).

He came into the bathouse while Legolas was getting his kicks laughing at my most recent splashdown. (I still say this place is out to keep me either wet or naked, but that's neither here nor there). Legolas thought he was a girl, and I swear, at first glance I did to. He's just that damn pretty, but...back to knowing the queens thing, I've learned where to look. And considering the Inne is male oriented in the extreme, I automatically looked for the usual signs. Adam's apple, shape of the eyes, torso...usually though, it's the hips and ass that give it away.

Enough about that...

At any rate, Legolas went into full flirt mode. I wasn't sure how to feel about it at first. I mean, up until then he'd pretty much confined his attentions to me. I wasn't really jealous of Nuriko...well, maybe of that hair...don't know how he keeps it so silky...errrr ANYway...

After a bit of deliberation, I decided that since we never called it official, and they both seemed to want me to stay, it couldn't hurt to play along. I mean, I could always say no if it got to intense, right? Too bad for me Legolas went poof before I got to find out.

Nuriko and I ended up kind of staring at each other, not sure where to go without the lusty one with us. So I ended up taking him shopping. Yeah, I know...right back to the shopping thing, but somehow. It was more fun with Nuriko. Don't know why.

*sighs* Well, at any rate. He went poof too after picking out a few things, so I'm alone again. Taking tequila shots and rattling away at the keyboard. *chuckles* Also picked up a white leather number I can't wait to try on for Legolas. I'm sure it'll make those pretty blue eyes bug right out. *cackles* Who says only women can dress to impress?

Let's just hope those sleeves have the same impact on me as they do on Sanzo. More on him later, for now, I'm feeling quite buzzed so I think I'll stop before my typing suffers. C-ya!

2003-04-16T21:46:00.000-04:00

Mmm, it's been a while hasn't it?

My apologies on that, but I've got some time now. So, let's get caught up, shall we?

Most important thing to mention. *grins* I now know what if feels like to give instead of receive. That's right, Leon got to be on top for once. *smiles* And let me tell you, it's beautiful at the top. I thought Leogolas was passionate before, but good GOD. He came three times! I wish I could take full credit for that feat, but he admitted that his people are 'sensitive' to that sort of thing.

Heh, it's a wonder they don't spend half their lives in bed with that being the case.

Oh, and we have some new residents. Haven't met them myself, but I hear they're all nice. There's some gunslinger called Irvine. I hear he's quite the flirt, and that he's snapped up another of the new boys. Yet another piece of jailbait. A psychic called Rion. I saw him in the halls once. There's something a bit creepy about him, but I can't quite put my finger on it. Still, so far as I can tell, the Inne doesn't bring in anybody that would really harm the place. So, I'll wait and see.

The most interesting new addition though has to be a fellow by the name of Kenshin. A samurai I believe. I hear he's currently the 'slave' of our guardian Iason. Makes my cheeks burn to think about that sort of relationship, but I suppose everyone has their kinks. Even me....and no...you won't be seeing me admit them anytime soon. A man has to have SOME secrets after all.

Hmm, well damn, that's about it. *chuckles* Looks like I'd better venture back out amongst the other boys, eh? If nothing else I'll get to know the newcomers. It's always good to know your neighbors. I'll write again soon, 'kay?

2003-04-10T18:13:00.000-04:00

You know...it's funny how you take the weather for granted sometimes. I never really thought about it before, but the every time I've visited the Inne up 'til now, it's been warm days and cool nights. Nothing extraordinary, just....nice. It was totally different tonight. I got dropped into the garden's reflecting pool in the middle of a fog bank. Creepy stuff fog...makes the imagination go wild.

So I hope I can be forgiven for nearly jumping out of my skin when Mini decided to introduce himself. Cute little guy, but man oh man did he give me a fright jumping out of the bushes like that. He's lucky I'm trained to know just what I'm shooting at before I pull the trigger, I tell you that much.

I'm still not sure what to make of Mini, especially considering his alter-ego. Good god, I thought Gene was loud...*shakes head*. Well, if nothing else, he's bound to make the Inne a hell of a lot more interesting.

Unfortunately, my own night was pretty damn boring. Most excitement I got was throwing Gene out of the clothing store when he had the bad luck to drop in on me while I was getting out of the wet clothes. I swear this place seems dead set on making us blush sometimes. Why else would it keep insisting on tossing us into situations that require constant clothing changes?

Speaking of clothing changes...I've got to start putting together some spares in this place. I'm glad the prices are reasonable and all, but my money won't last very long if I've constantly got to buy a new uniform. Wonder if this place has some sort of system in place for those of us who don't exactly have the chance to earn some money in our own world. I kinda doubt I'll be getting a paycheck considering what's going on in my own.

Heh, listen to me...stupid thing to worry about, huh?

Anyway, I think I'll head out for now, seeing as I really don't have much to talk about. Later!

2003-04-03T20:58:00.000-05:00

Whew...wasn't sure I'd find a chance to get back to this journal. Let me tell you, I've had more excitement in the past day than I have my entire stay here in the Inne. If you think zombies are bad you should try demons. That's right, I said demons. I don't know why yet, or even how, but we got invaded big time.

I should have known this place would attract trouble eventually. Peace is like that...something always has to come around to shatter it. If it didn't there wouldn't be any need for cops. *smirks* Ironic isn't it? No need for the peacekeepers when there's peace.

At any rate, back to the invasion. I was just sitting in the kitchen letting Legolas feed me (I know, I know...disgustingly cute, but I like cute. Just don't expect me to admit it outside the pages of journal). Next thing I know he whips out the bow and arrows and heads out into the hall. When I follow to find out what's going on, I find him and some other facing down a demon.

Good news..Legolas had just bought me some flak armor. Bad news...I had no weapon. So I had to duck and dodge this huge, ugly, mad as hell beast to run upstairs, grab the guns, and run back down again. By the time I got there the monk fellow, Miroku not Sanzo, had taken care of the situation. Sad to say, my weapons didn't do Jack in that battle. I didn't even get to fight alongside Legolas, he poofed on me shortly after I got back. The one time I actually faced down a demon Mama Kudou took him down for us.

Heh, Mom is one hell of a shot. (Yes, I call her Mom now...it just feels...right.)

I did manage to find two survivors. I tell you, it's amazing neither of them got chomped. They even slept through me carrying them upstairs to wait out the fray. It's quiet now, a bit unsettling after all that fighting. It was so quiet it woke me up. I know that sounds weird but trust me, when you get used to a lot of noise the sudden quiet can be disturbing. I wandered the halls a bit, half expecting another demon to pop up. Didn't happen, but you know me, paranoid.

The Inne's ability to heal itself is a rather amazing thing. It was mostly done by the time I got done with my little nap, but I still got to see it polishing itself up, getting rid of the oily spots left from the smoke those demons turned into when they died. A couple more hours and I'm sure all that will be left of that battle is bad memories and some battle scars. Speaking of which...I overheard something about Yohji and Gojyo getting hurt pretty bad.

I feel bad for that, those two have already been through a lot. I just hope whatever protective aura this place has keeps them safe. I'd really rather not start going through the survive the horror thing here as well. My own world is bad enough.

*sighs* Well, I think I'll head back to bed. My mind might be racing but my body is dog tired, and I want to be well rested for whatever tommorow brings. I'll write again when I'm a bit more coherent. Take care, and I'll c-ya later.

2003-03-30T19:05:00.000-05:00

Well, I'm back again. Feeling quite mellow thanks to a good workout and some of Ms. Kudou's leftovers. I'm kind of shocked anything was left. I'm not ashamed to say, she puts my own mother to shame. *sighs* I never really got to know my own mom, she died when I was pretty young, but I do remember her culinary skills were less than stellar. Fried bologna sandwiches with mayo on wheat were a common staple. Right along with PBJ and canned spaghetti. Luckily for me, a salad was often tossed in to act as the vegetable. Even if it ususally consisted of romaine and cheese tossed with whatever dressing was on sale that week.

It's kind of nice to enjoy a homecooked meal, even one that's been warmed over. I really have to remember to tell Ms. Kudou how much I enjoyed it. I've said it before, but it bears repeating. She's one hell of a woman. Just what a mom should be. At least to me. I'll take Mama Kudou over June Cleaver any day.

Nothing much happening otherwise, the place has been quiet lately. I think I've heard Gojyo wandering the halls every now and then, but by the time I go look I don't see anyone. Oddly enough, this place doesn't seem scary when I hear noises in the night. It's...comforting. I know that has to be odd coming from me. I mean, in my world any noise is grounds for bringing out the gun, because whatever's making it is rarely friendly.

Here...I don't know. Here I guess it's like listening to your siblings thump around in the next room, or your fellow orphans in my case. *smiles* I guess this place is really becoming home for me. But man oh man what a dysfunctional family I've got. Heh, not that I'm complaining. If we were all alike life would get dull real fast.

At any rate, as I've said before...nothing much happening here. So I'll sign off, and hopefully something cool will come up the next time I have a chance to write. C-ya!

2003-03-28T22:00:00.000-05:00

Well, another night gone by and I’m still here. It’s been almost a week now, in a way I’m glad, but in another I’m nervous. The longer I stay here, the less I want to go home. Still, at least there I feel like I’m serving a purpose.

I just got back from a nice long bath to discover I’d totally missed some major action in the Inne. It seems that monk/magician Sanzo popped up looking pretty banged up. Hell, may as well be honest, the guy was at Death’s door. I know it might sound a bit sick to say I wish I’d been there, but damnit! That’s the sort of stuff I’m trained for! What good is a cop that can’t help the people when they need it?

If this is the sort of thing that happens in the real world it’s no wonder people say there’s never a cop around when you need one. *sighs*

At any rate. He’s better now, thanks to some kind of potion from Zidane’s world. I have to admit I was impressed to hear it, but it also makes wonder just what sort of dangers exist in the tailed kid’s world to warrant the existence of such a medicine.

Hmm, now I’m missing the action in my world. Too much idle time I guess, I’m not the type to just lay about. I like to be ‘doing’ something. Oh, speaking of ‘doing’, Wufei pulled me aside today to drill me on my love life. Amazing just how fast kids learn these days. Then again, none of the kids around here come from ‘normal’ situations.

Oh, did I say ‘love life’ Pfft! What love life? Kennedy is one lonely boy of late. Makes me wonder if the more active men around here have the right idea. Still, I just can’t see sharing something that intimate with someone I don’t at least like, if not love. So yeah, you can say I like Legolas. He’s got his charm, and even if he does seem to have this obsession with making me blush. If nothing else I know I don’t have to worry about being horny when he’s around.

I suppose that’s enough out of me for today. I’m going to find something to do with myself. Maybe someone will be free for a game of pool. My skills were getting rusty. Once again, if anyone other than me is reading this. Hope the day finds you safe and content. I f not, I hope it happens tomorrow. C-ya!

2003-03-26T23:10:00.000-05:00

Well, yet another night has gone by at the Inne. I’ve begun to wonder just when I’m going to go back to my own world. I try to keep at least my pistol on me at all times, just in case I disappear back without my weapons. So far I’ve been lucky enough not to have that happen, but considering the circumstances I think I’ve a right to be a bit paranoid.

Still, that’s not the real reason I’ve taken the time to sit down and write. It’s been one full day since Legolas disappeared during out little wager. I’m still not sure what the hell I was thinking betting he couldn’t make me moan, but the words just popped out with no input from me.

Well, not from the head I should have been using at any rate. Gotta admit though, it was nice to see his smile when I said it. Recognizing lust and knowing it was for me. *chuckles* He even said he liked my stubble. Unfortunately for him I’m not a beard man, so he’s just going to have to deal with me having smooth cheeks when he gets back.

That’s another thing, being stuck here for more than a few hours at a time has gotten me quite used to watching people come in and out. It seems they always come back, some more often than others. I’m almost disappointed when a day goes by and I don’t see Yohji and Gojyo wrapped around each other in some private corner.

Guess I’ve become a bit of a voyeur? Kind of hard not to in this place. I got walked in on myself. Not the high point of my life, but it doesn’t seem to bug the others, so I try not to let it bug me. I’m not going to ask how Duo learned to pick locks... One of the first things they taught us was not to trust an innocent face, only the facts.

Heh, there I go into cop mode again. Guess you can take the cop out of the city, but not out of the man.

I hear Yohji’s mom showed up. Man oh man, I wish I could have met her. She must be one hell of a woman to have raised a son like that. I like Yohji and all, but you can look at the guy and tell he’s hell on wheels. All raw sensuality and smooth attitude. He and Gojyo make an adorable couple, but not as cute at that tailed kid Zidane and his boyfriend.

They’re both jailbait for sure, but I can’t help but smile watching them. Zidane is so free with his emotions. I wonder if that comes from not being human? It’s only us ordinary men that seem to fall into the emotional dilemmas around here, then the others have to bail us out.

Speaking of which...I really must check up on Juste. He’s looking even paler than normal lately. I hope he’s recovering from what went on in that castle. Maybe I should buy him a gift? I know we don’t really know each other, but not time like the present to make friends, right?

Now I just need to figure out what to give a man from 18th century Romania.

2003-03-25T20:19:00.000-05:00

Well, I'm back one again. Actually, I've been back for quite a while. I just haven't been writing. Not good practice for a cop, but then again...a lot of my visits prior to today were so short I really didn't have time to do much more than eat, sleep, and jump back into the fray in my own world. I don't know if I would have survived as long as I have without the time the Inne gives me to wind down and sort out my thoughts. Remind me there really is something beyond the nightmare that place has become.

One my duty is done in that world however, I'm starting to think this might not be such a bad place after all. I thought at first it was like a prison, albiet a pretty prison, but the more I explore. The less I feel that way. I guess, in a sense, this is becoming my second home. The halls are familiar now, and I feel my worries lift a little each time I arrive. Of course, my fellow....residents...contribute a good deal towards that. You've never met such a vastly different group of people that just somehow seem to mesh. This is how I'd like to view the world. The best of all cultures, donating their own little quirks to make the place interesting.

I feel a smile coming on just thinking about it....well...actually. I think the smile is for what happened in the gym today. Legolas finally showed up again, and lets just say I am a sore, but otherwise happy man. *chuckles* I'm also sporting a fresh new set of bite marks, but I'm sure they'll fade in time. Legolas decided to give them to me when he found D'mer own little memento on my thigh. I'm not really sure why they enjoy nipping at me so much, but for what I get in return, I'd say it's a damn good trade.

*sighs* I glanced back at my ealier entry, and I'm a bit amazed at just how quickly my old fear faded once I let myself enjoy this place. Nobody here judges me, we're all on the same level. It's an ideal I wish I could bottle up and take back to my own world. It's amazing how simply accepting your differences and concentrating on your similarities can smooth out the rought spots in life. Well, at any rate. Sitting in this chair is starting to seem a bit chilly, and I've got a nice warm bed calling my name. Just in case someone other than myself is reading this, hope you've got a nice bed of your own. It's a luxury we take for granted way too often. I suggest you enjoy it to it's fullest.

2003-03-22T21:44:00.000-05:00

I debated a while before deciding to save this diary to disk. Hell, I debated even starting a diary. If it weren't for the fact my visits to the Inne have been giving me some much needed free time I highly doubt I'd have found the time to really get my thoughts on paper (or screen as the case may be). Sure, I left some basic information back in the 'real' world, just in case some poor person is actually still alive in that hell hole, but it really wasn't enough when you get down to it.

Where to start, where to start....

Well, I suppose it's best to tell you a bit about myself. I'm a cop, and technically it's my first day on the job. I was supposed to be the lastest addition to the R.P.D. but things didn't go the way they were supposed to.

I found a body in the middle of the road and when I went to investigate I found out the hard way the entire town had been infested with zombies. Now I know that sounds unbelivable, believe me, it took a while to sink in for me too, but its the truth. I can only hope I can find more surviors and get them the hell out of dodge. The place looks like a warzone and the enemy just keeps on coming.

I guess that really is why I got dragged here. Needed the rest.

Heh, here. Can't go too deep in without writing about here. I'm currently in the library of White Oaks Inne typing away on a...errrmm 'borrowed' laptop. (Okay, I took it out of the police station, but I highly doubt the previous owner is going to miss it.) Pretty place, the Inne, but don't ask how to get there. None of us can seem to figure that part out. We just accept it at face value and move on. You'd be amazed at just what you can overlook when a seemingly impossible situation decides to drop into you lap. If you have the right instinct that is. We all do, even the younger ones.

At any rate, this would be about my fifth visit to this place. Legolas is still hitting on me and I'm still not sure how I feel about it. I mean, he's cute and all, but he is a he. I have no clue how to deal with a being attracted to a guy. I suppose it's a moot point considering what happened in the pool last night. I'm not so naive as to think D'mer is in love with me, anybody can tell it's Aya he cares about, but damn. I had enough on my plate with the gay thing, swinging just sort of overloaded my senses.

*chuckles* I'm a bit sore in places, but overall I must admit it was worth the ride. Now I just have to figure out what I'm going to tell Legolas. We aren't officially a couple or anything, but I know he's been trying to seduce me. And I appreciate the fact he's given me time to adjust to the idea. I meant to wait for him to come back, but damnit, you try saying no when you have two guys like Aya and D'mer rubbing you in all the right ways during a righteous case of the blue balls. Good intentions just go right out the window.

*sighs* Well, at any rate. It's getting late, and I really should get some sleep just in case the powers that be decide it's time for me to go back to the homefront. I'll write again when I return. Until then, whoever happens to find this, keep safe, and enjoy what you can in life.