Utterly boring non-suspicious blog of a nobody

E.C. / Eazy (Spoilers for The Great Ace Attorney; OC in-character blog)

[easy-copper]

So you're good at writing poetry. How about limericks?

I don't usually write limericks, but since this will be my last post in the queue, I decided to write one anyway for ya.

You can find it here: Replace Never With Always - A Final Goodbye

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Jay Vespertine (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[easy-copper]

Do you enjoy reading? If so, what sort of books do you prefer?

I don't usually get much time for reading, at least not fiction. I've been getting into fairytales recently, though. @chaosofshadow has a whole bookshelf full of 'em, so I sometimes pick a book and read a tale or two while he makes dinner. You really can learn a lot from fairytales, did ya know?

[feral-ballad]

Kim Addonizio, from What Is This Thing Called Love: Poems; “Body and Soul”

[Text ID: “Sometimes the body / gets so quiet / it can hear the soul, / scratching like something trapped / inside the walls / and trying frantically / to get out.”]

[easy-copper]

What are your apprentice's best traits? What are you most proud of her for?

For staying, even when it's hard. For standing up for her friends; for standing up for herself. For learning how to trust; for knowing when to distrust. For managing to build herself a happy life despite everything that's been working against her. For being able to get through even the toughest of times, and come out stronger the other end.

I'm not sure it's fair to call her my apprentice. Really, it was more like the opposite.

[tentacion3099]

[easy-copper]

How are you coming along on Asogi's curriculum?

There is still much he could learn. For one, I never had the chance to teach him the art of seduction; one of my most useful tools, really... But I suppose he'll have to figure that one out himself.

[easy-copper]

How is Asogi coming along on your curriculum?

Rather poorly, I'd say. He's included very little in it, and only granted me half an hour's worth of actual practice.

In his defence, though, at least he was a better teacher than the guy who settled for simply thrusting a katana into my gut.

[easy-copper]

Who do you admire?

The one at the bottom of the mug.

[easy-copper]

What is your favourite place you have visited?

The Mausoleum of Second Chances, in the Caledonian Garden. It's a place for reflection and truth; there, surrounded by songbirds, is where the divine winds will strip you bare of your sins. And though the truth may hurt, they say it's also the key to growth.

[quotemadness]

Some people are going to leave but that’s not the end of your story. That’s the end of their part in your story.

Unknown

[easy-copper]

How do you like to have your office? Is it tidy? Do you add decorations?

It's tidy, because I hate clutter. It's impersonal, because I don't see a reason to personalise my workplace. But it's also perfectly designed to guide your attention towards where I want it, and away from where I don't.

[easy-copper]

You are loved more than you know.

-@chaosofshadow

.........

...You were the landmine, and I, the grenade; but though our time together was brief, I am glad we spent it dancing.

[easy-copper]

do you have a favorite song? mines called “be safe, be good”. it’s from an awesome musical!!

I don't remember the title of the song, but there was one I used to enjoy once. I think it went something like, "And now that death will grow my jasmine; They've withered, now they've gone".

[inspector-gina-lestrade]

sho-mo got me this photo wot e took of me an the boss last year... e said i could keep it.

[easy-copper]

This is a great photograph, Gina. Whatever happens... I know Inspector Gregson would be proud of how far you've come.

And so am I.

[perfectfeelings]

“Don’t watch the clock; do what it does. Keep going.”

— Sam Levenson

[easy-copper]

I'm gonna miss annoying you in your askbox >:[

-Log

Weep not as the leaves turn to amber, and drift from the branches, never to return; seasons will pass, as they always do, and though what once was fades from view, have faith that life will grow anew.

Perhaps we took each other for planted at times. I wood have hoped we could stick together, but I'm sure we'll both be oakay in the end.

Don't you fir-get me, Logster, and I'll do the same fir you.

I'll leave you with a poem I found that might soothe your soul:

Yes, of course it hurts when buds are breaking. Why else would the springtime falter? Why would all our ardent longing bind itself in frozen, bitter pallor? After all, the bud was covered all the winter. What new thing is it that bursts and wears? Yes, of course it hurts when buds are breaking, hurts for that which grows and that which bars.   Yes, it is hard when drops are falling. Trembling with fear, and heavy hanging, cleaving to the twig, and swelling, sliding - weight draws them down, though they go on clinging. Hard to be uncertain, afraid and divided, hard to feel the depths attract and call, yet sit fast and merely tremble - hard to want to stay and want to fall.   Then, when things are worst and nothing helps the tree's buds break as in rejoicing, then, when no fear holds back any longer, down in glitter go the twig's drops plunging, forget that they were frightened by the new, forget their fear before the flight unfurled - feel for a second their greatest safety, rest in that trust that creates the world.

(Karin Boye - Yes, Of Course It Hurts)