Got some writing done today; lost momentum when I decided to do homework after getting back from Renegades instead of writing, but I'll get back to it in a bit. I'll do a little more reading, and then some writing.

My knee still has a lump in it, which is rather alarming. The mother thinks I should set up an appointment with the health center; I don't really want to, but if it doesn't get better in a few days, I suppose I'll have to. It didn't hurt as much today, though. That's good, I suppose.

If it weren't so bizarre and random, it wouldn't be quite so worrisome...but I'm good at having bizarre and random things wrong with me. *sigh*

So, ADG. The title has absolutely nothing to do with anything, except possibly Dairy Queen. But Virgil has become a complete and utter angst muffin...he's developed a terrible case of Tragic Past. Trent would help treat it, but Trent jumped off the boat and disappeared. *grin*

I filled in several hundred words with an argument between two mermaids. "Your mother was a turtle, and your father was an eel!" I need to come up with names for them- any suggestions on mermaid names? They don't have an actual verbal language, but they'll need some way to communicate with the surface breathers.

I'm about to introduce Perry and Nova (which is really just her stage name- she's actually Nuala) and at least one ninja.

I'm quite determined to have fun, even if Virgil is acting like Percy from Blade. (Now there's a story I'm never going to write...God and the Devil share an apartment with an assassin and a weaponsmith, while the Essence of the Universe is running around with the Fundamentalist Christian Cult of Plaster Jesus. The FCCPJ is responsible for the death of Death, and the world has basically just gone to pot because God is too busy reading the paper and the Devil is too busy teasing her boyfriend's sister. Oh, shennanigans. Percy is the weaponsmith; he's sulky and depressive and everyone calls him Perky just to piss him off.)

Listening to Dawn Upshaw...the Saga of Jenny still reminds me of Von/Gavin. Virgil is becoming a universal cannon character in all of my stories- listening to the Saga of Jenny is giving me all these delicious images of Virgil and Von in a bar and it's just altogether too sexy for words. There are suspenders and fedora hats involved, and Virgil's coat. Mmm, Dawn Upshaw.

Virgil and Von may very well be the same character; they have different, but similar Tragic Pasts. Von uses sex to ease his troubles a bit more than Virgil, and Virgil was never actually a junkie, but there are quite a few parallels. Virgil is more of a fire/earth person than Von, however...

They're both too smart for their own good, though.

Jenny made her mind up when she was three
She herself was going to trim the Christmas tree
Christmas Eve she lit the candles, tossed the tapers away
Little Jenny was an orphan on Christmas day

Poor Jenny, bright as a penny
Her equal would be hard to find
She lost one dad and mother, a sister and a brother,
But she would make up her mind

Jenny made her mind up when she was twelve
That into foreign languages she would delve
But at seventeen to Vassar, it was quite a blow
That in twenty-seven languages she couldn't say no
Poor Jenny, bright as a penny
Her equal would be hard to find
To Jenny I'm beholden, her heart was big and golden
But she would make up her mind

Jenny made her mind up at twenty-two
To get herself a husband was the thing to do
She got herself all dolled up in her satins and furs
And she got herself a husband--but he wasn't hers

Poor Jenny, bright as a penny
Her equal would be hard to find
Deserved a bed of roses, but history discloses
That she would make up her mind

Jenny made her mind up at fifty-one
She would write her memoirs before she was done
The very day her book was published, history relates,
There were wives who shot their husbands in some thirty-three states

Jenny made her mind up at seventy-five
She would live to be the oldest woman alive
But gin and rum and destiny play funny tricks,
And poor Jenny kicked the bucket at seventy-six
Jenny points a moral with which you cannot quarrel,
Makes a lot of common sense--
Jenny and her saga prove that you're gaga
If you don't keep sitting on the fence

Jenny and her story point the way to glory
To all man and womankind
Anyone with vision comes to this decision--
Don't make up your mind
-"The Saga of Jenny", Lady in the Dark

I do adore Gershwin. Wonderful song, and Miss Upshaw's voice is exquisite. The song really fits Von more than Virgil; I like to think Von's a little older and wiser than Virgil, but Virgil understands people a little better. Von is quite ruthlessly self-serving most of the time, whereas Virgil is often too giving for his own good.

The problem with playing Virgil in d20 was that he kept getting pushed towards being more and more like Von; he's getting a chance to breathe and develop on his own in ADG. But I'm having serious issues keeping ADG from getting slashy. It's quite irritating, really. *sigh* Maybe I'll just write a cross-over between ADG and SoS and let Virgil and Von play with each other.

On second thought, they'd probably enjoy it too much. Hm.