PJ and the Demon Child

Loiselle really was pretty amazing, serene, and beautiful and inspiring, yet there was the undeniable feeling that PJ simply didn?t belong there. She was a street kid, a thief, a master in the art of breaking and entering and a down and out bar brawler. She was nowhere near nobility; and Loiselle definitely screamed of wealth, power, grace, elegance and refinement. On that particular checklist, there wasn?t a one PJ could mark off.

Amal would certainly fit in there, that Queen Tele lady or Topaz might too, but PJ? She couldn?t really figure out why Arithon would want her there at all. Why not someone more on his level?

Ari definitely had an affect on PJ. Around him she felt the urge to behave, not brawl, not cuss, and not brawl. Belching? That was right out the window.

The trip to Loiselle had been nice though, despite PJ?s nervousness. A short time after being on the road and PJ was starting to relax, she had even dozed off at some point, resting comfortably against Ari.

By the second night however, all the effort of behaving was getting to her and the stress level was high. She stole out and headed back for the Arena. She?d be able to get a couple of bottles of booze and stash them in her room at Loiselle, thereby ensuring the ability to sneak in a couple unwinding drinks before bed without letting Ari find out.

Nothing ever went as planned for PJ though. No sooner had she strolled in the doors with a Desi Arnez style ?Lucy? I?m hooooome!? than the turmoil of the night began. So much of what had been going on with the wraiths and Jenia was over PJ?s head, but the fact that Lily, Hell spawn of Shakira had at least some role in it wasn?t. PJ was petrified by the girl, had been since they had met and wanted nothing more than for her to just disappear. PJ even went so far as to tell her such.

Lily?s reaction scared and spurned PJ into action, as frightened as she was, PJ thought perhaps if she could at least distract Lily, Rory, Amal and the others might at least catch a break and be okay for a while.

How was PJ to know Lily would take it to heart? By the end of the night, PJ was headed back to Arithon and Loiselle, her new ?step daughter? in her lap and a numbing fear in her stomach.


(Originally posted 9/28/04)

Not Crew But Certainly Wrecked -

?Uh?.Rix was chasin? who??

Tony was dumbfounded to see PJ outside his bachelor pad. He couldn?t even remember the last time he had seen or spoken to her. Tony?s last few months had consisted of private training at the team?s gym; he was determined to come back to the TDL and surprise everyone, including his team. This had left him pretty isolated from the arena and all the drama that seemed to surround it. All of a sudden it was staring him right in the face again.

Tony examined PJ?s face, looked up to the sky, then looked back at her. The cloudless night told him that those couldn?t possibly be raindrops rolling down her cheeks. Frowning, he moved aside and motioned her into his surprisingly clean living room. After offering her a seat on his couch and throwing a box of Kleenex at her, he took a seat in his favorite armchair and opened his mouth.

?How ?bout yo? wipe yo? eyes, tell supa? Mario wha?s wrong, an? then clean his kitchen??


Originally posted 9/2/04 by Tony Graziano

Not Crew, But Certainly Wrecked -

Tony scratched his head, not entirely interested in her sob story, but at the same time, figured that he should try to be sympathetic.

"Well, if this Chase chick got a McLaren, this Rix dude was probly attracted tah her car, not her."

He felt these words might offer some consolation, but the confused look PJ shot up at him told him that he was way off base. He quickly changed gears.

"Uh, yaih, yo' can grab mah couch. Should warn yo' tha' Ah get up about 5 an' head tah the gym, so Ah might wake yo' up."

This apparently didn't phase PJ as she quickly thanked him before heading back to the kitchen to finish the dishes. Tony remained sitting in the armchair and went into thought, since the remote was over on the couch and he didn't feel like getting up to retrieve it. He contemplated askng PJ to get it for him, but he really wanted the kitchen done. So instead he mulled over PJ's problem, and a solution quickly jumped into his head.

"Ah got it! Go trash this Chase girl's McLaren, and Rix'll come crawlin' back. Those wheels are money. Ah bet tha' girl is nothin' without it."


(Originally posted 9/2/04 by Tony Graziano)

Not Crew, But Certainly Wrecked -


Tony probably wouldn?t even notice PJ was gone for a while, at least not until the pizza boxes and dirty dishes started piling up again. Maybe he?d get lucky and Maria would show up before it got too bad. If she saw it was even partly clean, maybe she?d pick up the rest of it for him?

PJ didn?t bother to wake him to tell him she was going to Loiselle with Arithon, its not like Tony really wanted a room mate; a maid, maybe? but not a room mate.

She?d gotten what few things she had at Tony?s together while he was out training and then met Ari at the GIT. She didn?t want to impede any further on Tony?s privacy by having Ari pick her up there.

She thought briefly about writing him a note, but figured it would only get lost in the ?essence? of Tony?s bachelor pad. Hell, maybe she?d even pull off a visit to Loiselle and get back before Tony noticed. That was one way not to lose the couch she was currently crashing on?.


(originally posted 9/28/04)