I Have My Little Pleasures

These last few weeks have proven difficult and trying for many of us in Asgard. It is no astonishment to find that the recent attacks upon our individuals have only tightened our bonds. With these recent arrivals, I feel the compassion strike in ways it never could before. Henry and Eileen, for example, have bonded immediately due to their relationship in their past life. There is a new man who was walking around today. I have heard his name is Glitch, but I have not had the pleasure of meeting him personally.

On a sour note, those attacks are becoming more frequent. It was Ryuzaki who took the first staggering blow and now Kain seems to be following closely in his footsteps. There has been tension mounting in Dorian and Will. I see it. As for Alessa…I worry. I do not know how to approach her. There are some things that I wish to ask and some ways I wish to comfort her, but she has been fairly distant to me. We spoke once in near depth, but I was left in confusion.

No matter. It appears Will and Henry have made more success with her than I. Should I be so concerned? I never know anymore.

The party is tomorrow. At first I thought it was a mindless move on the part of Asgard to celebrate in a time of crisis. And yet I have found myself mistaken – swayed, even – to the point of nearly looking forward to it. I am not such a social person; therefore I do not intend to stay long. But if it helps in our morale, I support it. There is the matter of Jazz and Shinji at the party. I was at first upset with Mitch and Dorian for their selection, but after some studying of Shinji and some communication with Jazz, I am inclided to say I look forward to meeting them.

( Private To Una )

( Private Thoughts )

I will never go on a walk by myself again.  My experience at Niflheim was not traumatic, but it was certainly a sign of my own ignorance.  That I had allowed myself to be lured by my own curiosity is unacceptable.  What would have happened if I didn't escape fast enough?  At the time, I'd hardly made friends in Asgard.  Would they have noticed my disappearance?

For the last several days, I have spent my mornings in the greenhouse and tending to my herbs.  The afternoons have been spent studying different blends.  Unfortunately, I have no means of knowing if my concoctions work.  I can only hope.  If another member of our house is injured, I will at least have some treatments on hand.  Otherwise, I fear that my blindness causes me to be useless overall.  I will find a way to overcome this.  I must prove myself to these people.

Arachne used to call me worthless all those months before she and our brother left.  She was different than when we were children.