Casey

(occ in reference to He'll be gone in an instant. also, title of this entry = (c) to RENT and Jonathan Larson. Who was a genius.)

Casey sat on the railing outside, clutching a letter and a dog tag to her heart. Tears shimmied down her face. Her nails were digging into her palms as she held everything back. Sparklesparkle glittered on her ring finger, almost in a mournful manner.

Almost a month later and the tear-stained letter still crushed her. She had hardly slept at all. Every time she closed her eyes, she was haunted, so better to keep them open.

And the ring. Sparklesparkle. Hadn't left her finger since.

Casey had no idea what to do...

I know I haven't been on lately and I apologize. I've been busy with school and college and stuff.

Firstly, I think I have a solid plan for next term: I think I'm going to get an apartment with a friend, and I'll go to UNOmaha for the first year so I can save up some money and then shoot for Tulane again.

Secondly, I have finals tomorrow, and then this weekend is pretty busy too, but it's also pretty long. Maybe I'll be able to post some more after tomorrow, we'll see. It all depends on whether or not classes get easier. Hmm.

Thirdly, Today, Tuesday, March 13, 2007, I, Casey *last name* am Eighteen Years of Age. Hoorah. I'm legally able to go to a strip club, to vote, and to buy cigarettes. Hecks yes.

Camera in hand, baggy but very pocketed pants, film of varying speeds filling each pocket to the brim, Casey is on a mission.

A mission to capture, a mission to smile, a mission to enjoy.

A long needed artistic get away.

Only she isn't getting too far away.

I don't know what I'm doing.

I'm only 17, only two months til 18. My parents, my friends, they all think I'm in college. Half a year earlier than anyone had expected. Half a year before I told College that I would be there.

All my old friends, my family, my life support are so far away and I need help getting to them.
My new friends don't know me too well.
My old old friends are probably dead, or completely different from what I knew of them.
And my fiancee is fighting a worthless war.

What does one do when one can't find a reason to go on? Its hard to breathe when I don't know what I'm breathing for. Am I doing it for the mastery of my power, or lack-there-of? For a future husband who might be dead the next day? For the friends who left me? For the friends I left?

What? Why?

And how do I figure it out?

Today I learned that Romance novels are stupid but ever-so-addicting.

But that doesn't mean I'll ever pick one up.

I had a sort of lengthy conversation with Orion. Which inevitably ended.
But it kept my mind off of other...things. Yeah. Things. Objects, persons, events.

Hmmm.

Title: 20:23:54:13
Characters: Casey (16), other United Crew
Prompt: Ends, 3
Word Count: 173
Rating: G..ish. I don't remember maybe PG.
Summary: The storm lets up.
Author's Notes: During United; also, final chapter in (1) and (2)
( Ends )


Title: The losing battle
Characters: Casey (17), Sparklesparkle (3 mo)
Prompt: Diamond, 48
Word Count: 210
Rating: G
Summary: It's hard to decide when something can be so taunting.
Author's Notes: Sparklesparkle was presented in Early September. It's now Early January; Casey has been Nexus-fied for almost a month; Casey and Sparklesparkle have been together but without Austin for two months, due at first to bootcamp but now to the War in Iraq.
( Diamond )

I got a pretty purple butterfly jewelry box from Melly for Christmas.
I feel kind of bad because I was too preoccupied back home to get her anything. But I'll get her something soon.

Oh and yesterday I got the look of a thousand looks, for being happy. I still don't quite understand it, but will I ever? Anyways. Is it really my fault for not understanding Alec's culture too well? I should think not but apparently so. Can't wait til that season's over with though. I don't want to be hated or anything.

And I reminisced with Melly, about The United. That was fun. Until we both realized how much we miss everyone and then insto-depresso, like some magician's trick. Haha. But its ok. There's always that chance out there that we'll meet them all again. I mean, hell. I never thought me and Melly would meet again. It was. Amazing. To say the least. Though I can't quite say the same for Frank since we kind of kept contact afterwards. But that's a complicated back-story that just confused the fuck out of me. Hooray confudlement.

Hmm.

Hope everyone had a good Christmas and a terrific new year. Many blessings and yada yada.

Title: Losing Control
Characters: Casey (16), other United Crew
Prompt: Beginings, 1
Word Count: 236
Rating: G..ish. I don't remember maybe PG.
Summary: The crew tries to escape but find that it's quite impossible.
Author's Notes: During United.
( Beginings )


Title: Flooding
Characters: Casey (16), other United Crew
Prompt: Middles, 2
Word Count: 385
Rating: G
Summary: Casey finds a way to entertain herself.
Author's Notes: During United
( Middles )


Title: Pink
Characters: Casey (17), Megan (23)
Prompt: Green, 14
Word Count: 192
Rating: G
Summary: The day after Christmas presents some wonderful pressents.
Author's Notes: Casey went back home because her family was traveling to see the Grandparents. She had her powers binded, or something, so that she didn't destroy anything on accident.
( Green )

Mmm.

Picture.

Of the Real Me.

And my Sis.

Hoorah.

( under the blanket )

^.^
It makes me all bubbly inside.

I travled back home for the holiday, seeing as how my family went to visit dad's family in hilbillyville.

Never have gotten to hang out with my sister, had a chance and I was stood up. By my own sister in case you missed the first memo.

It hurt.

I'll get over it.

But its good to be back in the Nexus. I missed you guys.





[[occ-ok i'm not really back home yet, was just stood up today, and will be returning on sunday]]

>.<

Frick.

I lost like 500 words from my already-far-enough-behind NaNoWriMo. I only have about 3k before and now I'm dead.
I wanted to try and finish it before NaNoEdMo but how can I do that if i LOST words?!

>.<

Caseymun hates technology. So does Casey. Gahh.

Title: Afternoon Delight
Characters: Casey (13)
Prompt: Death, 30
Word Count: 336
Rating: G
Summary: A surprise you never saw coming.
Author's Notes:Another paradox/universe/alternate. Whatever you want to say. *shrug*
( Death )

Hmm.

I've made a new friend today.

*big grin*





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[[occ: working a 5.5 hour shift when you're only supposed to be there for 4 hours, AND doing something you've never done before is not fun. be warned.]]

Title: For you, my love, I will
Characters: Casey (17), Austin (18)
Prompt: Heart, 47
Word Count: 498
Rating: G
Summary: Through pain and suffering, something good will pop through.
Author's Notes: Before Broken, and therefore before The Nexus, but after The United.
( Heart )

End of the quarter, the game. Its a close score, Benson 66 to Bryan 68. I'm at the top of the stands with the girls, screaming, cheering, hating the piss-yellow shirt we had to wear but glad I'm there.

And like instant replay, everything goes slow. Tyrell at the 3-point, jumps, pushes the ball, release.

The clock ticks down, slowly.

The crowd goes silent.

We stand there, watch the ball, we feel it, it's going to make it.

Five.

The ball creeps closer.

Four.

The crowd watches impatiently.

Three.

We start to jump, ready to cheer.

Two. We know its going in. Closer. Closer. Closer.

One.

The buzzer goes off. The ball is still in the air, inches from the basket.

An immense hush falls over everyone. Not even a breath can be heard in the crowd.

The ball hits the rim.

It circles.

It swoops.

It falls.

Past the net.

The crowd falls apart.

The ball missed; while past it did not fall through.

Everyone is devestated.

They lost the game.

And then I woke up. (And I found five dollars!)

Title: Everything is alright
Characters: Casey (17)
Prompt: Home, 90
Word Count: 180
Rating: G
Summary: The waves crash down.
Author's Notes: About a month after her arrival to The Nexus.
( Home )

[Credit] Lyrics from Blue October (Foiled) "18th Floor Balcony" and the secret song on the end of that track. (c)2006? Or 2005, I'm not sure.

Hmm. Casey had a long day. She doesn't quite know why she's writing in Third Person but she is and so she asks that you, her loving friends, get over it.

She hasn't been sleeping well and really misses her family and friends.

But mostly she just misses Austin, who she would miss whether here or back home.

Erm. And. Yeah. Casey thinks she needs a hug. And a fluffy teddy bear. With a red bow in his or her hair.



I guess the excitement of seeing Mel and Frank has worn off finally.

Title: The Winning Hand
Characters: Casey, Melly, Frank, Fash
Prompt: Spade, 50
Word Count: 367
Rating: G, maybe PG for gambling
Summary: The gang sit down for a game of poker, while awaiting food from the others.
Author's Notes: Durring the United, before the big fight at the end. Before the Nexus.
( Spade )

Wow. Quite an eventful day.

I ran into Frank. Well, it was more like he ran into me. I can't even express how much I've missed him.

Even if he's not the Frank I know.

And, wonderous news, Mel is going to try and get me a job. This is great news. And thusfar I am not missing home.

I wonder how long this ecstacy will last before I realize what's gone.

Title: Camping
Characters: Casey (31), Austin (32), Melinda (4)
Prompt: Moon, 45
Word Count: 328
Rating: [negative] G for uber cuteness
Summary: What child hasn't questioned the moon in the sky?
Author's Notes: This is another world, Earth, where He'll be gone in an instant never happened, Casey and Austin got married, Casey never knew about The Nexus or The United, and she never had any significant powers. In NexusCasey's eyes, this is paradise.
( Moon )