Psychedelic Celia

Then you should say what you mean.

I mean what I say, and I say what I mean.

Feist -- 1234

I have a sense of humor, it differs from your own. Out of everyone I would think that you would know all about being different, yeah? So you are Irish, lovely. I don’t need a solar map to locate Galway. I’d need a regular map if I didn’t already know where it was. -narrows her eyes when the other begins scribbling furiously in her notebook.- No need to get into a tizzy, Celia. The first step is to admit it, you know. It’ll make everything a lot easier. It helps in the healing process, for sure. Once you admit the problem that you have we can move on from there. The thing about being a healer is that I know of herbal remedies, it is the foundation of my work and practice. Why would I want to be an apprentice to something and someone I don’t even know about. -blinks rapidly at the girl and shakes her head- I’ve not been bitten by anything. 

Oh, are you sure? You could convince me otherwise, I think you just need to lighten up a little. Being grumpy really won't help you in life. What you need is positive can-do attitude, which can be yours to buy for just twelve sickles! A rather excellent deal, actually, you should definitely consider it, and then maybe you'll make some friends. Nobody likes a Negative Nancy. Oh yes, I am Irish! I grew up in a lighthouse on the coast, it was quite lovely, though I wasn't very good at sailing. I liked to draw the boats though, and sometimes Ma would let me operate the lantern! Oh, I'm not in a tizzy, I just think that you're wrong, but I accept that you are an individual and have your own opinion to which you are welcome to have, and I can do nothing about, but simply because you have an opinion doesn't mean that I have to agree with it. Which I don't. I'm perfectly sound, thank you very much.

-frowns when the girl starts to laugh- There is no need to laugh at me. You don’t see me laughing at you, do you? I’m not a martian, though I am beginning to think that you are one. You know, I’m a healer in training and you are showing several signs of delusional and psychotic inclinations. It is rather quite disconcerting actually. I often work between classes in the healing ward to get some extra practice, would you like me to make an appointment for you? It’d be fucking beneficial, I assure you. -raises her brow once more at the maniacal giggling issuing forth from the small girl beside her- No. I’m not familiar with Bran. I know a Brandubh Aleister Thorne who as a particular interest in the sciences as I have noticed. A bit sketchy. Is that who you are talking about? -shrugs her shoulders, flicking her fag so the embers dropped to the ground in front of her- What the fucking hell are you doing? -steps back and jerks her hand away- What are you? I think we shouldn’t wait very long to get you checked out. Meditation is good and all, but if your mind is askew no amount of downward dog is going to help that. 

Oh, do you not know how to laugh? I apologise that I find it funny, but it's not my fault if you were born without a sense of humour, quite a few people are and it's nothing to be ashamed of. Oh no, I'm not a Martian, I'm from Galway, and I don't think that's anywhere near to Mars, actually, perhaps you should get a solar map, I used to have one but I lent it to McKenna Emlaer and never got it back. Delusional and psychotic? I'm not delusional or psychotic! There's nothing wrong with being a little different. -she huffs, scribbling ferociously in her notebook.-  Oh, no thank you, I only believe in herbal remedies, and besides, I don't know whether I can trust you as so far you're really not creating a good impression of yourself. Pity really, I thought I could take you on as an apprentice, but unfortunately it appears that you are far too conceited for such matters of the mind. Yes! That Bran. Oh he's incredibly interesting. I think he might have the... -whispers- Third Eye. Hm? What's wrong? Did you get bitten by a Raxicorn? They're invisible. Pesky little creatures, are they. The best cure for a Raxicorn bite is banana peel. 

I’m not an ice cream. I’m of mixed descent if that is what you are referring to which you should have said simply. My ears? I never thought of them like that. Are we comparing each other to animals? I think you are a mix of horse and mouse I think. Those teeth, really big. Have you ever noticed? How did he get three raisins in his ear? -leans forward to try and peer at what she is writing in her notebook- What are you writing about me for, have you been keeping tabs on me, Celia? That’s not very nice, why do you need to write anything down. 

-- Celia blinks uncertainly at the girl, unsure of why she was talking about ice-cream, before realising what the girl had meant and bursting into laughter. -- Oh, no, you mean neapolitan! -- She said between giggles -- Cosmopolitan means that you're familiar with lots of different cultures. I, for example, am familiar with the culture of elves, and also most animals that I speak to. -- she giggles -- You're like a martian, it's so cute. Oh really? I have been compared to a mouse before actually! Bran said, oh do you know Bran? He's a little strange, but there's nothing wrong with being different. Anyway, Bran said I had rodent like features, and my animagus form was likely to be a mouse. Interesting, yes? Hm, I guess my teeth are rather large, but it doesn't bother me in the slightest. All the better to eat you with! -- Celia leaps at Charlotte. --  Oh I'm only kidding! -- she laughs, taking the girls hand and squeezing it lightly. -- Don't worry, I pose you no danger.

A Fine Frenzy -- Now is The Start

It’s German. I’m sorry I do not understand a word coming from your mouth. You know you really do have big teeth. Rude? Oh um. Okay. Woah woah, slow down there, Gonzalez. -takes the wrappers and tucks them into her pocket- Thanks. I really needed some of these. What is it you do with cigarette butts? I could give you some now if you had a fag on you. Who the bloody fuck is Radagast? I’m…My name is, Charlotte. 

Oh, so you're cosmopolitan? How lovely! Really? Then perhaps you should try listening a little more and thinking of which rude remark you'll use next a little less. Perhaps you should get your ears tested too? Maybe you have something in them, I once knew a boy who had three raisins in his ear, and it was two months before he even realised anything was amiss! -she narrows her eyes, suspiciously, and pulled a quill from the tangled mess of her hair, scribbling down "Quick to judge. Rather impolite." in the small, brown journal she carried around, before popping it back into her bag.- Hm, I guess I do, but you fail to notice that for someone with such little hearing you have rather large ears. A bit like Dumbo the elephant, actually, have you ever thought of joining the circus? I once dreamed of joining the circus, it looks such incredible fun, don't you think? 

Wer bist du? Have you been watching me? Speak up, please. I can’t hear you over the mumble. Wow you have really big teeth. What were you saying? Oh, um, I don’t really have a favorite. Mostly just yoga. No Creme Eggs are foul, but if you have any I’ll take the wrappers from you. 

I beg your pardon, what was that? I'm sorry, I don't speak Klingon, though I am fluent in elvish, Suilad, belegohtar! I eneth nín Celia! Oh, do calm down, rudeness will not get you anywhere in life, young one, but worry not, I shall teach you the tricks of the trade if you should want to learn them. Blue aura, hmm, suggests spiritual depth and understanding, but also a pessimistic attitude. Hm, we'll rid you of that in no time, don't worry, you do seem like an appropriate accomplice. -Celia takes a small wad of Creme Egg wrappers from the pocket in her patchwork bag.-  Oh, I have no further use for them, so you may take them. I used to collect the wrappers and build things out of them, but they seem rather tiring now. Oh, how silly of me, I haven't even introduced myself yet. My name is Celia, pronounced Sea-Lee-Ah, I'm an Aquarius and I collect Chocolate Frog cards. I have 2,437 and I count them every day to check that they are all there, and I like collecting love-heart sweets too, you can change the messages on them if you have a pin. And stamps, and leaves, and cigarette butts, and sometimes I make collages out of the things I find. And who in the name of Radagast are you?

September 21st 2014

Oi vey,

Oh! Such an honour it is to meet one who understands the concept of meditation as well as I! Welcome! Welcome! - Celia sighs inwardly, whispering to herself. - Hm, but what a pity she skipped her daily ritual. Clearly disastrous results have come of this, quite right too, it shall teach her a lesson. - Returns to her normal voice. - What is your favourite method of meditation, wise one? I personally enjoy Moon Meditation the most, perhaps you should like to join me sometime, do you like Creme Eggs?

Chief: What are my character’s biggest character flaws/ego defenses? Do they succumb to self-deprecation, self-destruction, martyrdom, stubbornness, greed, arrogance, impatience, or all of the above? Which one of these traits do they hate the most?

- ...And that is why unicorns should be classified at XXXXX.

Did you know that unicorns are actually extremely territorial animals, making them up to fifteen times more deadly than the average centaur? I've never seen one myself, but my father said that in his youth a child he knew got stabbed by the horn of a unicorn for trespassing, and he died! Personally, I think that they are incredibly harmful creatures, and not quite the beautiful animals most make out, though that's just my opinion.