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La Poisson d'Avril
Apr. 1st, 2005 05:53 pmDream: I had left something in an airport, and was looking all through it to try and find the something that I had misplaced. It was rather important, and I wanted to find it before I moved on to wherever I was going next. Unfortunately, due to the sudden manner in which I was awakening, I cannot recall much of the imagery--it might have looked like an airport. Or the vastly enlarged (and made more interesting) halls of capital highschool. So eventually I just sort of gave a mental sigh, told my dream-self that I'd find it later, and---woke up.
To David poking me. David is in my English Class. I last remembered getting into bed last night. In other words, I was at school. And being asked why I had wings. Oh, I more or less thought, this is probably what I misplaced.
Luckilly, most of school didn't seem to notice that the dragon wings on my back weren't some elaborate crafts project, and anyone with the sense to see otherwise, I wasn't going to lie to. It was a bit of a nuisance, but gave most of the day a pleasant chill of forbidden-ness---like sneaking around at night past the "do not enter" signs, or perhaps going to school dressed scandalously underneath sweatclothes. Or sneaking into Hentai Night at the anime convention, because the person checking ID's was too lazy to check the months and see I've still got a couple to go before turning 18*.
Neko noticed my wings. As did Sol, Cassi, Kitty, that cool junior in the restroom with the tie-dye skirt, and a few other people. Neko's a sophmore, birthname of Brant, that's a fair bit taller than me, and has shortish-curly darkbrown hair. His honest-to-real tendencies to collect and tangle himself in yarn, enjoy fish, and susceptibility to skritichies are evidence enough for me. But he calls himself Neko, after someone else in a past year gave him the nickname, and I do the same.
"Woah! Zuki has wings!"
"That she does. Zuki forgot to take them off, before Kalen had to go to school." (This is, in fact, my working theory. Except that I think Zuki let me oversleep, and flew us to school, and then let -me- wake up during english.)
"So...why does Zuki have wings?"
"Because Zuki is a dragon."
"Aaaaaah."
"Stop poking them!"
Sol didn't say a word, but the look on his face, as he went looked from wings, to me, to wings, to me, and sighed, was priceless.
Cassi had a similiar reaction. Inwardly though, I think neither of them were -too- suprised. More of an "It just figures."
But still, I gotta bone to pick with Zuki. She must have slept in too, for one. Because I didn't get a shower this morning, and my hair's been bugging me all day. Wings can be a nuisance, too. Well, maybe not that much of a nuisance--I sit up straight in chairs anyways. But people kept bumping into them, and the pokes and strokes of admiration at the excellent "assembly" job I did were a bit annoying. Ah well. But I guess I can't complain that much.
Still.
All in all, I guess April Fool's Day could have been worse.
*(Which, by the way, is actually something I did last weekend, Saturday night. Hentai is sometimes degrading, sometimes weird, sometimes okay if you watch around the sex, and sometimes just boring. Somehow, I ended up watching several hours, intermixed with chatting to the people next to me about how unrealistic it was, and other nifty facts concerning the reality of the human sexual experience. Then, I got locked out of both rooms that I would have been sleeping in, 'cause it was 3:00 AM, so, after an unsuccessful attempt at napping, I decided to stay up with a few other people. There was a sort of open slumber-party-room in the main hall. We stayed up all night, and discussed the Aliens movies, among other things. But anyways, back to the main idea.(
To David poking me. David is in my English Class. I last remembered getting into bed last night. In other words, I was at school. And being asked why I had wings. Oh, I more or less thought, this is probably what I misplaced.
Luckilly, most of school didn't seem to notice that the dragon wings on my back weren't some elaborate crafts project, and anyone with the sense to see otherwise, I wasn't going to lie to. It was a bit of a nuisance, but gave most of the day a pleasant chill of forbidden-ness---like sneaking around at night past the "do not enter" signs, or perhaps going to school dressed scandalously underneath sweatclothes. Or sneaking into Hentai Night at the anime convention, because the person checking ID's was too lazy to check the months and see I've still got a couple to go before turning 18*.
Neko noticed my wings. As did Sol, Cassi, Kitty, that cool junior in the restroom with the tie-dye skirt, and a few other people. Neko's a sophmore, birthname of Brant, that's a fair bit taller than me, and has shortish-curly darkbrown hair. His honest-to-real tendencies to collect and tangle himself in yarn, enjoy fish, and susceptibility to skritichies are evidence enough for me. But he calls himself Neko, after someone else in a past year gave him the nickname, and I do the same.
"Woah! Zuki has wings!"
"That she does. Zuki forgot to take them off, before Kalen had to go to school." (This is, in fact, my working theory. Except that I think Zuki let me oversleep, and flew us to school, and then let -me- wake up during english.)
"So...why does Zuki have wings?"
"Because Zuki is a dragon."
"Aaaaaah."
"Stop poking them!"
Sol didn't say a word, but the look on his face, as he went looked from wings, to me, to wings, to me, and sighed, was priceless.
Cassi had a similiar reaction. Inwardly though, I think neither of them were -too- suprised. More of an "It just figures."
But still, I gotta bone to pick with Zuki. She must have slept in too, for one. Because I didn't get a shower this morning, and my hair's been bugging me all day. Wings can be a nuisance, too. Well, maybe not that much of a nuisance--I sit up straight in chairs anyways. But people kept bumping into them, and the pokes and strokes of admiration at the excellent "assembly" job I did were a bit annoying. Ah well. But I guess I can't complain that much.
Still.
All in all, I guess April Fool's Day could have been worse.
*(Which, by the way, is actually something I did last weekend, Saturday night. Hentai is sometimes degrading, sometimes weird, sometimes okay if you watch around the sex, and sometimes just boring. Somehow, I ended up watching several hours, intermixed with chatting to the people next to me about how unrealistic it was, and other nifty facts concerning the reality of the human sexual experience. Then, I got locked out of both rooms that I would have been sleeping in, 'cause it was 3:00 AM, so, after an unsuccessful attempt at napping, I decided to stay up with a few other people. There was a sort of open slumber-party-room in the main hall. We stayed up all night, and discussed the Aliens movies, among other things. But anyways, back to the main idea.(
