Post by Just Richard on Dec 22, 2010 0:27:32 GMT -8
Matthew Shaw sits on the edge of his bed. His chin rests rather comfortably in his hands as he heaves a sigh.
Another day. While some things are getting better others seem to get worse. I suppose that is what should be expected when you insinuate yourself in politics.
I don't know if my actions are good or bad, but when have I cared. Politics aren't for me as far as Matrim goes, and Era thinks that if someone dies from the machinations then everything is good. Era is a madman, I think we've established this by now. The far past of me linked to Odin feels that if it is good for the overall way of things then I should do my part and assist in the plans.
Matthew Shaw, doesn't know what he should do. I don't have an issue that requires the severity that I believe will come but I can't stop it now. Sheila is all for it and I want things to change but, not this way. So I guess I'll listen to Odin and hope that it is for the good of the County.
The situation with Anthem has become even more complicated. Apparently, Nissa thought that simply answering Anthem's questions I was "pushing" my House onto her and if I did so she would do something bad to me. I took those words--possibly in error--as a direct disrespect of my House. I don't like it when my remaining family is insulted, and Nissa's comments lit a fire in my head that ran out of control. In response, after opinions were shot back and forth, I commented that her connection to Lenka would ensure her side was accepted and mine dismissed. She took it as my insinuating that sleeping with Lenka would ensure her a win in the argument. I meant that her extended rapport and friendship with him would help it be seen and the more acceptable opinion. Still not the best way to put it, buy again anger can make one say the wrong things. I see that my words were said in a heat of anger and both of us made mistakes in the conversation. We've since reconciled and left the argument in the past.
That being said I still think that Fiona should be her House. Sheila seems to think her fondness for science places her in Dougal's area of expertise. Another slight, but I can't be mad at my future wife.
Yeah, I'm getting married. It's an open marriage. She understands that my kith dictates that I wander in all ways. She is seeming to take advantage of the situation as well, apparently her and Rene are going out to dinner. I wish them well in the endeavor. Matrim didn't follow this path, but then again the Pattern would end up killing Matrim for disregarding his species.
Anthem will probably be part of my more physical as well as emotional wanderings. For some reason she seems more, how to put it "touchy-feely" than others seem to notice, then again it could just be me. We'll see what happens. I don't think I'll be able to get her to her parents, at least not right now. I do wish her luck in getting there and I will defend her should she incur the anger of the County. I am also going to ask her to come to my house to live. The mass of chimera can be quite useful as an alarm so the defenses are covered and well, I think she'll like me and Sheila better than the people at the Baron's household. We'll see how she takes it.
The more social aspects of my life are mostly well. I won a race last week and I have another one lined up this Friday. I need to keep winning in order to get enough for Sheila and I to get a house she would like on Capitol Hill. I am still thinking about what Helen meant with the suggestion she join me. Pooka can be rather confusing, even more so for me, but maybe I can put her in a position that she won't have to speak her assent or dismissal. It might be fun to have a true friend with me on the track. Another thing on the "we'll see" list. Until then, I'll keep fighting on. Maybe I should start hitting the casinos.
Tonight though... well that went less than well. Yule party. Supposed to be fun, right? Instead, I am out one grand in cash and also was essentially told to shut my bloody mouth. The scolding wasn't without warrant though, I am somewhat blunt in my insults, especially under cover of a social event and not an official occasion. Social event or no, it is true that others can take information and use it how they see fit. Hopefully the words were taken simply at face value and not read into.
So many, questions, so few answers. I suppose we'll just have to let the stories play out as they will.
Mat shakes his head and throws himself back onto the bed. He lies there for a moment before standing and moving toward a door in the back of the room. After a few moments the sound of running water leaves no suspicion to his actions.
Another day. While some things are getting better others seem to get worse. I suppose that is what should be expected when you insinuate yourself in politics.
I don't know if my actions are good or bad, but when have I cared. Politics aren't for me as far as Matrim goes, and Era thinks that if someone dies from the machinations then everything is good. Era is a madman, I think we've established this by now. The far past of me linked to Odin feels that if it is good for the overall way of things then I should do my part and assist in the plans.
Matthew Shaw, doesn't know what he should do. I don't have an issue that requires the severity that I believe will come but I can't stop it now. Sheila is all for it and I want things to change but, not this way. So I guess I'll listen to Odin and hope that it is for the good of the County.
The situation with Anthem has become even more complicated. Apparently, Nissa thought that simply answering Anthem's questions I was "pushing" my House onto her and if I did so she would do something bad to me. I took those words--possibly in error--as a direct disrespect of my House. I don't like it when my remaining family is insulted, and Nissa's comments lit a fire in my head that ran out of control. In response, after opinions were shot back and forth, I commented that her connection to Lenka would ensure her side was accepted and mine dismissed. She took it as my insinuating that sleeping with Lenka would ensure her a win in the argument. I meant that her extended rapport and friendship with him would help it be seen and the more acceptable opinion. Still not the best way to put it, buy again anger can make one say the wrong things. I see that my words were said in a heat of anger and both of us made mistakes in the conversation. We've since reconciled and left the argument in the past.
That being said I still think that Fiona should be her House. Sheila seems to think her fondness for science places her in Dougal's area of expertise. Another slight, but I can't be mad at my future wife.
Yeah, I'm getting married. It's an open marriage. She understands that my kith dictates that I wander in all ways. She is seeming to take advantage of the situation as well, apparently her and Rene are going out to dinner. I wish them well in the endeavor. Matrim didn't follow this path, but then again the Pattern would end up killing Matrim for disregarding his species.
Anthem will probably be part of my more physical as well as emotional wanderings. For some reason she seems more, how to put it "touchy-feely" than others seem to notice, then again it could just be me. We'll see what happens. I don't think I'll be able to get her to her parents, at least not right now. I do wish her luck in getting there and I will defend her should she incur the anger of the County. I am also going to ask her to come to my house to live. The mass of chimera can be quite useful as an alarm so the defenses are covered and well, I think she'll like me and Sheila better than the people at the Baron's household. We'll see how she takes it.
The more social aspects of my life are mostly well. I won a race last week and I have another one lined up this Friday. I need to keep winning in order to get enough for Sheila and I to get a house she would like on Capitol Hill. I am still thinking about what Helen meant with the suggestion she join me. Pooka can be rather confusing, even more so for me, but maybe I can put her in a position that she won't have to speak her assent or dismissal. It might be fun to have a true friend with me on the track. Another thing on the "we'll see" list. Until then, I'll keep fighting on. Maybe I should start hitting the casinos.
Tonight though... well that went less than well. Yule party. Supposed to be fun, right? Instead, I am out one grand in cash and also was essentially told to shut my bloody mouth. The scolding wasn't without warrant though, I am somewhat blunt in my insults, especially under cover of a social event and not an official occasion. Social event or no, it is true that others can take information and use it how they see fit. Hopefully the words were taken simply at face value and not read into.
So many, questions, so few answers. I suppose we'll just have to let the stories play out as they will.
Mat shakes his head and throws himself back onto the bed. He lies there for a moment before standing and moving toward a door in the back of the room. After a few moments the sound of running water leaves no suspicion to his actions.