The Trails of a Troubled Mind~ [PRIVATE - Mero and Utena only.]

I shrugged and sighed. "Sadly I never got any names. But if I see them around I'll point them out to you".

I smirked at her attempts to tease me. She did put in a good effort and it was working, but only slightly. "Maybe you can, but you know me. Romance isn't on my list of things to do", I drawled.

I shrugged. "If life ever becomes boring for me in that aspect, I'll just galavant around having flings and such" I laughed.

"I guess so" I smirked. "Hand hurt?" I asked amused.

OCC: I guess?

I continued to as I closed my eyes and got comfortable. "Try yelling, that might wake it up" I joked in a lazy tone.

OOC: Kay xD


I opened my eyes and followed her gaze. "Ah, got you sighs on that girly? Why don't you go talk to her?"

I rolled my eyes at her, "Your the Prince for pete sakes. WHo cars if she's working I'm sure she'll stop for you" .

"Yes, now go before I start yelling at her and embarrassing her".

I turned my chair around so I could watched. I may have looked like a dumb ass but I didn't care. Some man walked by with a cold drink and I snatched it form his hands and drank it as I waited for any interactions.

SEVERAL MONTHS LATER....

I was healing from my wounds quite nicely. I was now able to walk, still not able to fight under any circumstance. Actually, it was quite strenuous to even attempt running. I guess that's what happens when you bust yourself trying defend your home. ^^'' The girl worker had come back even though they took off for the month to get more materials to build the last piece of the palace left to build. I smiled it was turning out even better than before. And I was happy that I'd brought it to life. The female worker saw me sitting there, writing something, as did Mero whom was doing whatever else she was doing.

"So whatcha writin' there Prince? You seem like your busy at work."

I smiled.

"Just a story I felt would be really cool. I started writing it just a few days ago but I haven't been on top of my work lately since I'm kinda..."

I dropped my pen and covered my nose as I sneezed, then wiped it with the tissue laying on the table I was sitting at.

"Sick?" She giggled.

"Yeah but writing this is fun so I'm going to keep going. Besides it's good for me. But, I don't remember your name, after all this time I don't think you've ever introduced yourself to me."

"My name's Blake. It's nice to meet you, of course I know who you are."

"Yeah, but to make this introduction less awkward. My name's Utena Tenjou. Pleasure. I'd shake your hand but I don't want to make you sick."

I rubbed the back of my head. The girl smiled and giggled, then pulling out a cigarette from the pack in her back pocket. She seemed to be searching for some source to light it since she'd lost her lighter.

"Damnit. I lost my lighter. Utena, you think you could use that wonderful magical power of yours and light this for me?"

"Sure."

I summoned a small flame to my finger, but it turned white when it hit the tip of my finger. I was always strange when using fire. Somehow it always turned to a white color, that or a cyan blue. I supposed it was just the type of magic I possessed. The small flame hit the end of her cigarette and she began to smoke it in a happy delight. But then I sneezed and the cigarette, died completely, as if it had never been lit, when it was at a sure enough distance away from me. I sneezed again and it went back to being lit as it was already. I sniffed and tried to grab hold of my pen to write more to this manuscript I had present. I'd hoped no one noticed the cigarette thing happen just now.

"Boy, you're pretty sick. You have Otoha check that for ya? I mean it'd make sense. Especially if you're sneezing this much and this hard. Gotta take some medicine, dude."

She blew out another puff of smoke, away from me of course, who sniffed and nodded in agreement. I should do all of that. I had talked to Otoha about it but I hadn't been drinking tea or anything lately, just sorta taking medicine when necessary. It was working, but slowly.

"Anyway, I need to get back to this. This is probably the best thing I've ever come up with. I'm not going to let a little cold get in my way. This story is too important to me. It's not gonna stop my pen, no siree."

I went back to writing on the paper, scheming up some things to happen next within the plot. Blake just smoked more to her cigarette standing within the room with Mero and I.

I sighed and called for Otoha. I asked her to fetch some food and drink for Utena because she hunt been eating lately. I sat down and watched Utena write and smirked at her and Blakes exchange. They would be cute together... that is if they ever got together.

"What's-a-matter? Can't control your powers there, witchy?"

Blake laughed and joked about my inability to hold control over my powers. I heard her, since she was standing right there, but I paid no mind to it. Instead I just happily sat there and wrote more to my story. I was at peace with writing.

"Alright, I think I'm almost done with this story. I just finished chapter 10. Alright, onto 11."

"Since when did you become the little author? I don't ever remembering you like to write so much. What? Has the hammer of creativity knocked you silly in the head or somethin'?"

She took another puff of smoke and then laughed as she released it, smiling. She said things that were amusing, I'd admit. Once more I continued to write but this time, I answered.

"Well, what else can you do when you're injured and sick?"

I smiled softly and my pen kept going as if my hand were under some spell that wouldn't allow it to stop. I was on fire with writing this story! Blake shrugged and took another puff of her cigarette whilst Otoha got some food and drink, thanks to Mero's call.

"So you gonna share with us any time soon what this story's about, princey?"

Blake laughed, she was teasing me. I tried not to react without however displeased I was she was making fun of my title. I didn't dare answer and kept writing. She and I may have become okay friends, but she was definitely more of a nuisance than anything...

I leaned in and propped my chin up on the palm of my hand. "I'm curious as to what you are writing about as well".

"Alright fine then, pen, I trust you know what to do."

I smiled and lt go of it, having it write the story on its own without my hand's guidance. It was working well, good, so no bugs with that spell. It was connected to my mind and what it wished to write so it knew exactly what it was doing. I faced the both of them by turning around as much as I could without having to get up and change my position. I may have been able to walk, but with crutches.

"Well the story is really cool. It's about this girl. She was born blind and well, she's always missed out on the fruits of being able to see in life. She's always been lonely. Her dad's a workaholic and never pays attention to her. She has no friends because she's always within her father's corporate doors. She does get to go out sometimes but rarely ever. She's always been picked on for being the rich kid in school, when she goes. For those who know about her impairment they tease her for that. One day she runs away from home. She swears she'll grow up to be the strongest and best warrior that ever lived, even without her sight. It's then that on one of her journeys she meets a young wizard. A boy with incredible power and no way to control it. He must learn to work together with her because in the end there is an evildoer plotting the destruction of the main character. Why? Because even though she's blind, the blood within her is a rare and special gift. Just the kind of gift that could be used in various demonic ways. The wizard and the girl must stop the evildoer at all costs. They end up becoming best friends along their journeys. However, in the end, they get into this big battle with this evildoer, she's charged with super power by the gems she wears all around her. They give her her incredible strength. The wizard and the girl take her on, and the boy ends up dying from the battle. It's a little too much for him to handle. But he's weakened her enough so that the girl takes matters into her own hands and slays the evildoer and sets free all of her test subjects that never had a chance at life. I'm wondering if I should have a twist at the end that makes it so the wizard boy comes back and cures her blindness, or leave it as is."

I explained my story to them.

"Haha! Wow, sounds like a sob story. Only you'd come up with that princey!"

She took another puff of her cigarette.

"So that's the whole plot huh? Well, I sure hope that there's something else in there you could make it a little more exciting. I mean, gee, all of that is way too cliche. The only part that caught my interest was the test subjects you said. What kind of test subjects we talkin' and what are they capable of?"

"That's because you're a science freak and that's the only thing that would interest you in this epic tale. I don't think it's all that boring. I think it's good for someone whom isn't a writer."

"Relax prince, you don't have to get all touchy about it. Man, you claim you're anything but female, feminine, and here you are getting all defensive. Quit your whining, I never said the story was bad. Just that it'd bore me some. This isn't my type of story y'know?"

"Well, I think I'm gonna finish up the chapter now. My pen's almost written everything I've thought of to write."

I smiled and guided the pen in my hand once more to write in my own handwriting than it magically writing by my will.

I smiled at her story, "Sounds like a wonderful tale" I muttered. Blake was starting to get annoying and this made my face scrunch up. I sighed and leaned back, hoping to get away from hearing her remarks. "Utena, why is it that you attract all the mouthy ones?" I smirked. I knew I was mouthy but jeez Blake took the cake.