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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2007 13:43:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...</title>
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  <description>Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more icons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nods-</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 07:43:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Because I felt like it... And really figured I should start posting a bit more and frequently-ish</title>
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  <description>Uhm, yeah. Apparently October is my month of posting XD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From an Original / Fandom based snippet and an actual fandom related drabble posted... I figured wth why not one of my random poems? &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; Spur of the moment poem too, angsty as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because seriously I&apos;m really only good at angst / pathos, drama (which is... uh the same as the first two), sarcastic humor, and rather interesting action / horror action, with tid bits of fantasy and sci-fi thrown in as well. ... Wow that&apos;s actually a lot XD! Hah!! -is shamelessly promoting herself-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Elemental Life&quot;&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;As the wind blows&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;And the trees turn&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Life continues&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;When the water flows&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;And the fire burns&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Life continues&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;As the sun’s light fades&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;And the night’s darkness encompasses all&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Life continues&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;With the elements’ symphony &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The harmony of all is beyond all-heavenly glory&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Life continues&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;As the world turns&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;When everything is over&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;With the blood and the tears continuing to embrace&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;The twisted sadness of war and death&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;And when no one knows if anything will ever make sense again&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;Or when we will be free from our self-imprisonment &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;Life will always continue.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. Hopefully I&apos;ll get the next two pieces of fan-stuff done soon and post it with-in the next week or so XD;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fallen</description>
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  <category>poem</category>
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  <category>shameless spam</category>
  <lj:music>Illusion - Vnv Nation</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Illusion - Vnv Nation</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Oct 2007 07:56:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Heh, I&apos;m such a Dork. Really I am.</title>
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  <description>So yeah... I joined a community finally XD. I even posted a fic, so yeah. Now I have these gitters and am really, really nervous. See this is way I don&apos;t typically post things because yeah... but it&apos;s too late and well I had a burst of self-confidence that I want back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;..&amp;gt; Totally random / nervous post- posting XD! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fallen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I&apos;m such a great un-typo...-er&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XP</description>
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  <lj:music>Cure My Tragedy - Cold</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 03:35:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Uhm... Yeah.</title>
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  <description>Well, since it&apos;s been errr.... awhile? I figured once again I&apos;d update my LJ. And yeah I come actually baring something I wrote! *Gasp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird yes? But um... I&apos;m not sure whether or not to say this is an original work or actually part of a fandom seeing how it could be both. I wrote it with the intention of tying it into Firefly / Serenity and well... yeah. It&apos;s an OC kind-of piece. Seeing how it&apos;s like ... weird. -sighs- Honestly? I have no idea why I actually spent the time to type it out and then post it. I really don&apos;t. I mean... I like it because well I don&apos;t know I&apos;ve just been in a weird mood lately and well end result was this and a few other fanfics / original works that had rather morbid issues in them too.... Whoosh for character death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;ljcut&quot; text=&quot;Yay for random, spur of the moment stories!&quot;&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;&quot;&gt;---  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;If you didn’t think about it, it didn’t exist. If you didn’t know what you were feeling, there was no reason for it to concern you. If you weren’t told what it was exactly that you were experiencing, there really was no way for your brain to understand what was going on. &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made it that much easier to shoot yourself in the chest, while in the process of ripping the neural wires of the machine out, that had just been attached to your spine, and that’s when things started to go downhill. It made dealing with the injuries from both wounds that much easier. However, despite the lack of knowledge on pain, your brain diagnoses your wounds and the fact that maybe shooting yourself there of all places was a bit of overkill. Overall the next few days were rather a blur, your brain was on auto-pilot keeping numb fingers moving across the bandages that had been wrapped around your chest, fixing crooked lines as best as it could despite the fact that you were still bleeding out and needed something, or someone, else to help. It never helped that despite all the signs that you were going to die alone, just like how you were born, you always managed to wake up only to find yourself detachedly watching your fingers stagger across as if on their own accord. It never ceased to lose your attention, but there was always a part of your slowly ebbing consciousness that had you wondering that was all this worth not killing that one subject and her—its brother. Or was it care giver? Was it worth this confusion, this awkwardness of knowing your body was dying and know the reason why, just waiting for it to happen? That maybe if you had the courage, or rather the strength, to go ask those nice people you happened to pass on your way of crash landing on this planet for the directions to a doctor of any kind. If you knew what laughter was at that particular moment you probably would have laughed at that one thought as it drifted away from you just as you drifted away from your body.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time your mind decides to refocus is when your already strange world is thrown once more when you see her of all people starring at you through the blurry viewing panel, or was that your blurry vision. It wouldn’t do to fly through space with a blurry view panel now would it? No, you think just as you watch the girl’s lips move and your dying brain can’t quite focus enough to figure out the words. Or maybe it was because you just couldn’t hear her words as she was outside your ship. As your brain attempts to focus more you watch her mouth move and even more blurry images come through the panel and your brain would’ve found that funny or ironic if you knew exactly what it meant to feel those things. Just as your eyes start to close, you rally against your weakened body, not fully understanding why you suddenly have the burst of strength. The sudden urge to live, or rather to find out why at that one particular moment back on that ship; why you had that one random burst of clarity as you told your controllers ‘No.’ Leaving those, that you had only hit to knock them senseless while you handcuffed them to the nearest heavy object, staring with rather stark confusion as you walked away. You had no idea what you had been doing at that point did you? You had stood motionless for a split second just staring at the make-shift hatch you had created when boarding the ship. For that second your mind was completely blank, unsure and unknowing for the first time in your entire life. You were created and then pushed into the experiments, unknowing to the fact that you had already been experimented on in your mother’s womb as your life had already been sold before you were even conceived. You stood still, just hearing the faint shouts of joy and then anger as they realized those you had just told your controllers were dead, were in fact quite alive and only one knew exactly what your motivations were when even you, yourself didn’t. You can hear the faint noises coming from the cargo bay of the ship, telling you that they had obviously been able to get free of your restraints, and that alone had your brain snapping into action, despite your actual mental-being having no idea on what was going on. You’re trained to do things automatically and as your fingers flew across your own ship’s navigation computer, you let go and let yourself become detached from your body. Letting yourself go on autopilot instead of actually consciously dealing with the menial tasks of getting yourself away from that particular crew.&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never did go over well with you that despite your fading strength, now that you can actually see that one person in front of you. That at this last moment before everything had shifted off balance, your body chooses to finally give in to the darkness that had been looming for so long. You see her family, or rather the family that had adopted her and her brother as their own, staring on. You see the horror and shock on her face as she takes the sight of you in and you wonder, just for a second that maybe you can last just a little longer. You see realization dawn on her face just as your eyes flutter. Your mind desperately trying to hold on to something, despite your bodily systems rapidly failing on you. At least to find out why you did what you did, and perhaps why your weakened heart suddenly felt like it couldn’t go fast enough as your tired eyes take in the two men that had captured your attention before you even saw them or your target. And just as your mind slowly loses the battle against the darkness you hear a faint noise. A noise that sounded suspiciously like breaking glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot;&gt;---&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well uhm, there ^^.&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s not long or anything and I may or may not actually continue it. And yeah... whoosh-y for finally getting back into fandoms! ~_~ Yay for Firefly and Mag7... and all my other lovely interests *coughs*StarWars*coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ Well... Later XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fallen</description>
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  <lj:music>Fix You - Coldplay</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Aug 2007 03:03:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Second Post FTW!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;So I&apos;m sitting here at my computer drawing and / or begging my computer to work with a site... And while coming to a cross roads of... &quot;Hey... let&apos;s update my LJ, seeing how it&apos;s been Iono... two weeks? since my last update.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, here&apos;s a second post XD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and a lovely rant / random moment of fangirl glee... and just because I have NO idea how do those nice little cuts that people do... I figure I&apos;ll keep it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been taken over by Star Wars. Well mainly the first one, Phantom Menace, because I love Liam Neeson. I love his voice and I love his hands. *coughs* Not to mention I like Ewan McGregor and... yeah. My brain has gone through radical adjustments and apparently even my drawing muse wants in on the SW glory. But really! I WANTED to look into Harry Potter thingies... maybe get my Mag7 muse back (though I will always be up for reading fanfiction, but&amp;nbsp;I just can&apos;t &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; of anything Mag7 related) and possibly look into Batman and Superman... kindamaybesorta. At the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; least get back into playing Oblivion. But no.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m stuck with SW and I&apos;m not even sure I mind or anything. Just think that it&apos;s funny. But the one site that I was able to get access to that has all my favorite stories in on one place... my computer kept saying &quot;Error unable to locate&quot; for the past three days... I all but died.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which lead me into wanting to look into Gaia again. And what happens there? I get into a SW RP with someone and it&apos;s occupying my brain along with two other RPs I&apos;m in.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I adore my free time I really do... but seriously. When will I &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; get my muses in order?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... that&apos;s the jist of what I&apos;ve been up to for the past few weeks... XD&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be off reconnecting with my SW side and soak up the stories. XD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;Oh... did I also mention that because of where I live... there&apos;s a nice little hurricane towards the south that has EVERYONE going &quot;OMG!!!1!!1 WE&quot;RE GONA DYE!!!1!!&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No? Well there I did now. I find the entire situation amusing as hell... I just hope that my little house won&apos;t be flooded.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>A Little Less Conversation (JXL Radio Edit Remix) - Elvis Presley &amp; Elvis vs JXL</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 06:24:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>... Well... About time I said something...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Uhm... hello.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for introduction posts. I mean they have to be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Best&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thing about posting things to any website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well seeing how maybe after&amp;nbsp;several weeks, months, maybe a year or so&amp;nbsp;of having this and doing nothing with it... I figured maybe it&apos;d be okay to at least&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;say&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;something.&amp;nbsp;So hi there. I&apos;ll probably use this thing to post random snipets of various stories I write, some fanfiction most orignal works. Possibly random rants or fangirl moments that occur. I used to have another LJ but can&apos;t quite remember the name or the password lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Think this is good enough for a intro post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fallen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Set Me Free - Velvet Revolver</lj:music>
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