aidan_morris

And any other of my RP buddies.

There is an ongoing RP in the heart of Dark Haven City if anyone is interested... I have my twin and her beau involved (that's Crys and her Chris), but I'd love to have more of you.

http://darkhavencity.proboards52.com/index.cgi

Go ahead and sign up if you're not there already or you can go ahead and post if you are. All are welcome! ^_^

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I got your card today! *snugs lots* I'll be sending yours for Wednesday mailing!

THE RED SOX WIN!

THE RED SOX WIN!!

THE RED SOX WIN!!!

(Just for you, Gena! *MWAH!*)

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Robbie, Sarah (did I spell that right?) and my little man Christopher!

Hugs and kisses to Robbie over in Iraq... Stay strong, brother. You'll be home before you know it.

And lots of hugs, kisses and tickles to my little boy. Love ya, kiddo. *mwah*

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This is WhiteFeather posting on Aidan's behalf... He's discovered what he is. A Shadow Kindred, who shuns the light in favor of darkness because the light physically hurts him. He can only eat raw food, or food I prepare for him. Feeding is a skill I cannot teach him because I do not have the knowledge. I cannot contact other Kindred because they shun me. Those that do not shun me tell me very little... And refuse to help me with Aidan. I mentioned his situation to one, and she told me to keep him inside as the Shadow Kindred were hunted beings.

What do I do?

How am I supposed to help him when none will help me?

Do I dare turn him over to Garrett in hopes of him being taught what he needs to learn?

Or do I destroy him outright and end his suffering?

He's in terrible pain... I can't help him. If any of you can help me, please don't hesitate to do so. I beg you... Help Aidan learn how to survive on his own because I can't.

I will end this here, as someone appears to be in his yard.

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I still can't figure out what happened between me and Garrett, I refuse to call him my father, in that cavern... One minute I had a weapon aimed at him, the next I was flat on my back with him laughing at me.

What have I become anyway? Can't be around any kind of light source, it hurts. Even cooking hurts, so I eat my food raw. Ah, more nutrients in raw food anyway. No holo-communication either... Fingers split open when I touch the keypad. Good god, this is going to drive me insane.

(WhiteFeather here. I saw it all, but I can't talk about it. It wasn't Garrett who did this to him, it was something else entirely. I didn't see what it was, but I know Garrett did not do this to him. If someone out there knows what can turn a half-Elf into a Shadow Kindred, please, contact me immediately.)

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I still don't know why WhiteArrow would send me that information with one of her arrows... It doesn't make any sense! Rumor going around is she's one of the enemy. But if that were true, why would she be telling me she was on my side?

Found a message from her in my voice-mail too... "Things aren't always what they seem... Beware the hunter who prowls at night." Sounds like she was trying to tell me something without coming right out and saying it. But what could she be trying to say? And why in the world would she be telling it to ME?

Eh, I'm sure I'll figure it out eventually... Supervisor gave me time off until he could find me a new partner. Been a week and a half already... Might become a permanent layoff if Bourbon doesn't shut his fucking mouth and stop tainting the partner pool!

Eh, wouldn't be that big of a loss if they let me go... This night patrol stuff ain't what it's cracked up to be.

-Aidan out

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How the fark do I disable the email notification when someone posts a comment on my journal entries?

Not like I give two hoots about my partner, right? Wish I could get him to lay off the military mumbo jumbo... He's driving me CRAZY! Like I said last time, his name's Bourbon, but he told me to call him Ben. Well, last night, he nearly found out why they call me the crazy bastard. Yeah, I hear the whispers... Kinda hard not to when they ain't exactly whispers. Somebody called me that right to my face. I laughed it off, cause I knew why she called me that.

So lemme get back to why I nearly throttled my partner last night. Turns out he's a purist. Doesn't want humans mingling with the other races. Yeah, go ahead and roll your eyes. I did. He got right in my face and called me an abomination. I kept my voice down so the other teams wouldn't hear us... But he kept right on yelling about how I was an insult to the human race by being alive. So I raised my voice a few notches and told him I nearly hadn't survived the trip to Mechanix. Everything stopped. I mean COLD. I glared at Bourbon, told him what to do with himself and went off solo. That turned out to be the best thing I could have done. When he finally caught up with me, I was calm enough to talk civilly. Too bad he wasn't. He kept railing at me about how halflings like me were going to be the end of the human race as we knew it. I finally had enough and backhanded him, then told him if he knew what was good for him, he'd keep his mouth SHUT! He looked at me like I'd grown three heads and was spitting credit chips from each mouth. Which is actually a good thing... He stayed away from me the entire shift. GOOD! I think I'll ask for a new partner. I hate this guy... If anyone had to get iced, I wish it had been him! Amar was a real sweetie, and I miss her already. *sighs* Them's the breaks, though. Still no leads on who killed her... But I think I know why. I think Amar was one of the city's weres. She was last seen talking to a bunch of wolves who, as it turns out, knew her pretty well. They saw me the night after I found her body, and they filled me in a little. They wouldn't tell me much, but I didn't push for details. They have the right to say as much or as little as they want.

Well, there isn't much more to say here... So I think I'll go get a sandwich and maybe a cup of tea. It's almost past my bedtime, even though the supervisor gave me a couple days off... I think I'll go check out that bar she mentioned before she died. Scarlet Desires? Interesting name... Worth looking into.

-Aidan out

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Current Music: Bangkok Five - Tiara

Yeah, argh! about sums it up... I got a new partner last night. And I don't mind saying I don't like him one bit. He's rude, arrogant, bossy... Par for the course, though. The shift supervisor told me this guy was a rank above me. I'm just a Cadet, and my new partner is a Senior Cadet. I'll explain the ranking system in a bit, but right now I need to vent about this guy. Amar was ranked above me too, but she was nice. This guy isn't. His name is rather unusual, considering he's a straight up human... I mean, what kind of person names her kid Bourbon anyway? He told me I could call him Ben if I wanted, so I guess he's just paranoid about something. Can't say as I blame him... Amar's murder is going nowhere fast, and it spooked the entire company. I guess he's being hard on me because I was Amar's partner. We all want it solved, but we're not entirely sure how to go about doing that. I have no clue as to who would kill her or why... But to be brutally honest, I think whoever it was had her as a target long before this and just needed motivation to kill her. Why they'd see me as being motivation enough to kill is beyond me... I honestly don't get it.

So here's the current rank system for the Night Watch:

Cadet
Senior Cadet
Rookie
Baseline
Baseline, Level Two
Hardline
Hardline, Level Two
Survivalist
Senior Survivalist
Group Leader
Team Leader
Company Leader
Shift Supervisor

We're working on those Level Two and Senior groups. There isn't enough of us to be dividing the levels like that. I think the supervisor's gonna rename a few of the levels too.

I am so tired... I haven't been sleeping well between shifts. Not making any mistakes, though, so that's a good thing. I think I'm gonna try a Sleep Trance, see if that helps.

-Aidan out

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What a night!

Amar wasn't there for shift... I used the link code she gave me and it was out of service. I thought that was strange, so I tagged the supe's v-mail and told him Amar wasn't there for shift or answering her link code. He responded immediately by giving me her home address and saying it wasn't like her not to report for duty. So my first duty was to go find Amar and see why she hadn't reported for duty.

Found out why when I got there...

Pardon me while I try not to toss my cookies.

Anyway... The place was a mess. Papers were scattered everywhere, couch cushions tossed every which way, furniture overturned... Then I went into the bedroom. More of a mess. But that wasn't all I found...

*gulps and swallows heavily*

I found Amar... Or what was left of her, anyway. Someone or something had broken in, apparently looking for something, and she caught them in the act. They killed her in the most brutal fashion they possibly could... They tore her apart and left her remains scattered on the floor of her bedroom as if to say "This is what happens when you mess with me". I stumbled backward and hit the doorframe. My link went off and I touched my finger to it. It was the shift supervisor.

"Aidan, what's going on? Did you find Amar?"

"Yeah, I found her... Need the Crime Techs ASAP."

He didn't have to ask... He knew. Crime Techs are the CSIs. They scour a crime scene looking for clues as to who did it. And for a Night Shift rookie to call the Crime Techs an hour into shift at their partner's house? Well, it didn't bode well for said partner! I stood there in mute horror until they arrived. One of them led me out to the doorway and provided a stool for me to sit on. I could barely stay upright... It was just sinking in. They yammered to each other and totally ignored me until I sat bolt upright, eyes wide.

"Holy shit."

One of them came out and crouched in front of me.

"What is it?"

"It's a sentient person... Whoever it was, they were smart enough to deactivate her link code! I called her and it said the code was no longer in service!"

The Tech hmm'ed softly, then jotted that down on her padd with the snub-nosed stylus.

"We'll look into it. Thank you, Aidan. You can go if you want."

I thought about it, then shook my head.

"No, she'd want me to help find her killer."

She looked at me and tilted her head.

"She was my partner."

That said it all. She took me into the kitchen, which had been left untouched, and explained Crime Tech procedures. I listened raptly, wanting to know everything I possibly could. Every bit of information she gave me would help me find out who killed Amar and why. One of the other Techs came in and showed her something in a preservation field. I just about passed out when I saw what it was... It was the kerchief I'd wrapped around her hand the night before after she cut it on the smoldering remains of a crashed vehicle! No monogram... I'm not vain. They saw my pallor and asked what was wrong.

"I wrapped that around her hand after she cut it at an accident scene... It'll be logged in our nightly reports at the barracks."

Curious looks.

"All on shift injuries are reported and recorded in case the person injured needs time off after they're hurt. It's SOP."

The Tech with the preservation field solidified it and put the kerchief in his Evidence box. He knew all about SOP... Then he went back to the bedroom so he could continue searching for evidence. The Tech with me in the kitchen went on about procedures for evidence preservation when I suddenly blinked and leaned against the wall.

"Aidan? Aidan, are you all right?"

"Yeah... It just hit me like a ton of bricks, that's all. I'm never gonna see her again."

She knew what I was talking about...

"But she can still see you."

I gave her a watery smile and she knew I was on the verge of losing it. She patched in the shift supervisor's link code and waited until she heard the chime of an open channel.

"Yes, this is Tyana at Amar's house... We need someone to come get Aidan. He's in bad shape."

"Well, sir, it's like this... I was outlining CT procedures when he leaned against the wall like he was about to pass out. I think they were more than just partners. No, no, I think they were friends."

"Yes, sir. All right. I'll be here when they arrive. Tyana out."

The person who came to get me was the shift supervisor himself... He took me outside and all I could do for the next few minutes was take deep shuddering breaths. When I thought I could stand up by myself, I sighed and hung my head.

"What is it, Aidan?"

He never called me by my last name... I was, am and always will be grateful to him for that.

"I feel like I let her down... We took turns picking each other up for shift, but last night she told me not to bother, she'd come in by herself. If only I'd insisted on picking her up."

He put his hand on my shoulder and looked me straight in the eye.

"If you'd come here to get her, chances are you'd be dead too."

"I doubt that, sir. We always went for coffee before shift started, so pickup was an hour ahead of time."

He blinked, then smiled. It was a rare smile for him, because it reached his eyes. I later learned his smiles never reached his eyes. But last night, it did.

"I'm not surprised... She took a real liking to you."

I ducked my head a bit, then he slung an arm around my shoulders.

"Come on, I'll take you home."

He took me home, but I couldn't sleep. I've been up all night trying to figure out who'd want to hurt Amar and why. I'm starting to get sleepy, though, so I think I'll go take a nap or something. Maybe I'll discover something I overlooked after I wake up.

-Aidan out

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