April 9th Entry Twenty Nine

...I hate dresses...skirts are nothing but trouble....

the black sun syndicate...like ShinRa..just people doing this jobs...I wasn't afraid.
why wasn't I afraid? ...there's nothing they could do to me that I would be afraid of...torture....rape...blackmail..degradation..embarassment beyond belief...to hurt my other friends, my family....

why are other people afraid of something happening to me? they should watch their own backs...yet no matter how much I tell them that....they still regret heavily..
though for now i'll abide and lay low for a while...

...Ed is going to be hurt severely, tetering on the edge of safety and the hazard.

Kai is sleeping with his eyes open...in a figuritve sense....rifle in his arms...
...it's...not scary to see him like this anymore...it's odd..
earlier...far earlier..he looked as though he was going to die from his nerves...

...and now he's....

...it's just like before....factions...enemies...him working for a suit....
...someone is going to get hurt again..

at least my investors are happy...those old bastards would be after what I was wearing....problem was going to sector 2 to meet them in the first place and afterwards...

...this "Rassk"...knows my name.
I had better keep that memorized....it doesn't suit a problem as long as it doesn't show up one...even if they come up to me and break my fingers without asking.
they go after the customers...still not much of a problem. if someone wants an alchoholic bevrage some spandex wearing lizzard or lion in a bowler hat isn't going to stop them.


...they're still watching me....waiting for me to make a move...
to take another life...to guilt and berate me for it...

...sometimes I wonder if I should tell Kai about this...

though I creep him out enough...

...best not to mention to him while i'm writeing this one ugly motherfucker with his dislocated jaw and eye hanging out is stareing at me from across the room...

...was his fault...he drew his blade first.