Dear Chappu,
Funny, I have never gotten sick on these stupid flights before.
Well, I guess there is a first time for everything as they say. I had to
run to the nearest bathroom before I spewed my shoopuf milk and Wheaties
all over the people who sat in front of me. Isn't that lovely? I feel
much better now that we are settled into the nicest hotel Luca has to
offer!! At least that's what the AD says outside.
It is quite nice. Not too big and not too small. I just finished hanging Wakka and I's formal attire(s) for tomorrow night. We were greeted rather warmly. This is to be expected of course. Wakka is giving Kupo a bath while I relax on the Queen size bed. I already used one of my sphere's recording the spectacle of Kupo getting his bath. One of the most moving images I caught was how gentle Wakka was with Kupo. His big hands were so softly cleansing his body. He really is a big Moogle deep down inside you know.
I recall that I didn't finish my last entry. Wakka had surprised me by packing Kupo's clothes himself. Then we slowly made love as the Hymn of the Fayth cooed Kupo to sleep. Making love to the sound of the Hymn is so erotic. Now I know why I used to have that sick fetish where I wanted to have sex in a temple.
So, Auron. He was very guarded. What I mean by that is that he loved to guard things. Yuna, Braska, posts we had set up during our rest stops. The thing he guarded with the most careful of caution was his thoughts and ideas, however. He knew that Yevon was corrupt. He knew the Maesters were insincere. And, he knew that there was no final aeon. He knew all these things and yet he did not once attempt to stop us. Because he knew Yuna wouldn't stop. And neither would I. People say we are alike in the way we act. I thought he was an ass. A really good ass, yes, but he was still an ass. Mainly to Tidus and Rikku. Sometimes they deserved it, sometimes they did not. But, most of the times they did. He and I got into it a couple of times. Not all of these times were unpleasant, I can assure you. I can still remember to great detail our conversation in the ruins of a city dead for a thousand years...Zanarkand...
Wakka is drying off a fussy little baby right now. I must go work my magic. Ta-ta for now, Chappu.
Lulu
It is quite nice. Not too big and not too small. I just finished hanging Wakka and I's formal attire(s) for tomorrow night. We were greeted rather warmly. This is to be expected of course. Wakka is giving Kupo a bath while I relax on the Queen size bed. I already used one of my sphere's recording the spectacle of Kupo getting his bath. One of the most moving images I caught was how gentle Wakka was with Kupo. His big hands were so softly cleansing his body. He really is a big Moogle deep down inside you know.
I recall that I didn't finish my last entry. Wakka had surprised me by packing Kupo's clothes himself. Then we slowly made love as the Hymn of the Fayth cooed Kupo to sleep. Making love to the sound of the Hymn is so erotic. Now I know why I used to have that sick fetish where I wanted to have sex in a temple.
So, Auron. He was very guarded. What I mean by that is that he loved to guard things. Yuna, Braska, posts we had set up during our rest stops. The thing he guarded with the most careful of caution was his thoughts and ideas, however. He knew that Yevon was corrupt. He knew the Maesters were insincere. And, he knew that there was no final aeon. He knew all these things and yet he did not once attempt to stop us. Because he knew Yuna wouldn't stop. And neither would I. People say we are alike in the way we act. I thought he was an ass. A really good ass, yes, but he was still an ass. Mainly to Tidus and Rikku. Sometimes they deserved it, sometimes they did not. But, most of the times they did. He and I got into it a couple of times. Not all of these times were unpleasant, I can assure you. I can still remember to great detail our conversation in the ruins of a city dead for a thousand years...Zanarkand...
Wakka is drying off a fussy little baby right now. I must go work my magic. Ta-ta for now, Chappu.
Lulu