not_that_lockon | Entries tagged with my life: stranger than fiction

Uh... people of the Celestial Being-like persuasion? Not that I'm an expert at this passing on useful or relevant information to secret terrorist organisations or anything, but there's something going on in the Middle East somewhere that you might want to take a look at. I've got a friend in the military stationed out there right now and he's said that they're picking up some weird readings on their radar, like there's something in the area that shouldn't be. Apparently their base is in the middle of a desert days away from any civilisation, but the signal they're picking up is something huge. You think it might have anything to do with your missing person?

Current Location: [definitely not the middle east what are you talking about]

[So it's a fairly normal May evening in Belfast and low and behold, Lyle Dylandy's walking home through the actually pretty nice for once May weather, unlocking his flat rather nonchalantly and walking in, chucking his briefcase and jacket on the sofa as he does so.

It's only when he's gotten to the 'getting the tie off' stage that he hears the sound of clinking and rustling coming from the kitchen. Which is... decidedly odd. Who's managed to get into his flat and is just going through his fridge like that? Definitely not your average burglar...

Making his way to the kitchen, he stops dead in his tracks on seeing who it actually is.]

... Nena?!

Current Mood: surprised
Current Location: Belfast

[So after the whole thing with his shadow, he and Neil had arranged a date and time to meet. Neil had seemed pretty intent on not having anyone know he was back in Ireland if possible, and they'd ended up finding a park that Lyle knew would be more or less empty to meet in.

He wondered whether it was a bad thing or not that he wasn't as surprised as he ought to have been about Neil being so secretive. What with the lack of a return address on everything that had been sent, the sudden and abrupt end to what little contact they'd still had, and the bits and pieces that had filtered out through the community - Michael and Nena, for instance, not to mention something that Tieria had let slip - had only really confirmed his nagging suspicion that there was something fishy going on. So he'd kept quiet and nodded and if Neil thought that was strange, he hadn't mentioned it.

So there they were and here he was, standing leaning on the back of a park bench on a cold cloudy day in January, nursing a cigarette and trying not to feel too nervous about actually properly meeting his only remaining family member for the first time in years.]

Current Location: A small park in Belfast, Ireland

Hey, Neil? ... Can I talk to you?

Current Mood: uncomfortable

23/11/2309

Day Two of being a Small Electric Rodent

Spent two hours writing an email to my boss this morning with no spelling mistakes in it pretending I was sick (God bless Microsoft Word and its spellcheck). Accidentally shocked myself in the shower today. And I blew another lightbulb under the power of my own electricity. That takes the count up to three (3). FML.

... So, that was my day. How was it for everyone else?

Current Mood: bored
Current Location: Belfast, Ireland

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they say: you want a war? you got a war

but who are you fighting for?

Entries tagged with my life: stranger than fiction

[Locked to members of Celestial Being]

[RL - Nena - Who's been going through my fridge?]

[RL - Neil, Setsuna - well I feel like they're talking in a language I don't speak]

[Locked to Neil]

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