Mission 11 [written]

[redhairedknight]

[Erza had just woke up recently, and after convincing the people working at the clinic that she was well enough, she went back to her apartment.  Sitting on her bed, she vaguely remembers the sorts of things she had dreamed about while she was unconscious.  They weren't good dreams by any stretch of the imagination - mostly whipping and screaming noises - but they got her thinking nonetheless.  Opening her journal, she decides to write what she's thinking for a change.]

This may sound strange, but I have a general question: what are your parents like?

Comments

written;

[swordboning.livejournal.com]

My dad was a hero.

written

[redhairedknight.livejournal.com]

Really? People must be expecting a lot of you, then.

written

[swordboning.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't say that but if they are, I definitely want to fulfill those expectations.

[Voice because lazy]

[gomugomunopwn.livejournal.com]

I never met mine.

Do Grandparents count?

[Voice]

[redhairedknight.livejournal.com]

[Her mind flashes back to Rob, the closest thing she ever had to a grandfather.] Sure. What are they like?

[Voice]

[gomugomunopwn.livejournal.com]

Well I only know my Grandad... And I barely know what he's like because everytime I see him the only thing he does is beat me up and yell at me!

[Voice, Filtered 60%]

[vulcanblazer.livejournal.com]

...Well, technically. I have two answers for that.

[Voice, Filtered 60%]

[redhairedknight.livejournal.com]

Let's hear them, then. [And noting the filter...] I take it that it's something you don't want your mother hearing?

[Voice, Filtered 60%]

[vulcanblazer.livejournal.com]

Oh, she already knows. It's just it's something I don't particularly want spread around. It's not a bad thing, just a matter I normally keep private unless asked directly.

...See, the thing is... Mom, and by extension, Dad... they're not my biological parents. They adopted me when I was really young. ...That said, I think of them as my real family, considering they raised me, took care of me, and all of the stuff parents are supposed to do. So... I love them with all my heart.

...My biological parents though... well. That's a little less of a happy story.

[Voice]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

[Very large and lengthy pause. THERE IS A SUBSTANTIAL BACKLOG OF MEMORIES please hold.

Finally--]

...I don't remember mine.

[Flandre...doesn't seem too terribly bothered by this, though.]

What about sisters?

[Voice]

[redhairedknight.livejournal.com]

That's okay. I don't remember much about mine, either.

Sure, that will work.

[Voice]

[there-were-none.livejournal.com]

I love my sister! She takes care of me~

[...and locked her in a basement for like five centuries but shhh.]

[1week-wizard.livejournal.com]

... Quiet. They kept to themselves most of the time.

[redhairedknight.livejournal.com]

Were they at least nice to you when they did speak to you? [Her only experience with a parent like that would be Lucy's father, and he... wasn't the best example of a parent, to put it lightly.]

[1week-wizard.livejournal.com]

They were proper with me. A lot was expected of me, and they made that clear.

[Written]

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

Mama is wonderful. She's a doctor, and I want to be one, too.

[Written]

[redhairedknight.livejournal.com]

That's a good goal to have in mind. It would take a lot of work, though.

Re: [Written]

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

I know. I don't mind it, though. It's our dream together, mine and mama's. That's worth hard work, I think.

[Voice]

[wanderer-jack.livejournal.com]

My father was a warrior, one of pure heart who vanquished the demon Aku the first time he cursed my homeland. My mother...[There was a short pause, the muffled sound of someone clearing their throat audible.] My mother was a kind and courageous woman. I miss them both dearly.

[Voice]

[redhairedknight.livejournal.com]

Aku... That name sounds familiar... Is he some kind of shadowy demon with giant flaming eyebrows, who yells a lot and speaks in the third-person? There was a creature like that who was calling himself Aku a few months ago, though he's gone now.

[Voice]

[wanderer-jack.livejournal.com]

Ahh, yes! That is the very same Aku I speak of! Did he have a habit of turning into small insects or tiny creatures and scurrying away from fights?

[Voice]

[schwayginnis.livejournal.com]

Well, my mom is a hard-worker, considering she has her hands full with me and my twip little brother and is still trying to get through night classes at school. Dad...my dad...[The voice trailed off, a quiet choking sob sound barely audible on the other side.]

[Voice]

[redhairedknight.livejournal.com]

[Subject change is go!] What's your mother learning about at her night classes?

[ voice ]

[nattocat.livejournal.com]

... haven't seen 'em in a long time.

[ Centuries, not years, but he isn't going to say that. ]

Good parents to have, though. Smart, busy, maybe a little distant by most folks' standards. Taught me a lot.

[Voice]

[redhairedknight.livejournal.com]

Sounds nice. What sort of things did they teach you?