Marquis Shank's Links
I promised I'd look after you, and I've utterly failed. I never should've let everyone force you out like that. Someone should have stood up for you, and it was supposed to be me. I'll never forgive myself for it.
For all the kindness you gave me as a kid, I sure did a shitty job of returning the favor. I don't think I can do anything to redeem myself at this point, but I'll try. That always mattered to you, so I'll try.
How can you not love our Mama? What's not to love? She and dad gave us all the chance to be a part of this wonderful, chaotic big family. There's nothing more I could ask for out of life.
Oh my beloved Marquis, he takes after Mama so well. I couldn't be more proud of my baby for taking such initiative from such a young age to help me look after all his brothers and sisters.
He might not have been an ideal father, but I loved him nonetheless. He gave Mama all the love she needed, and the happiness he brought to her is something I miss seeing brighten up her smile.
Second kid, and while the first one took a lot after me, this one definitely took after his mother. He loves all the other little whelps just as much as she did, and at least he did plenty to keep them mostly out of our hair.
Sometimes I feel like my older brother and I are just two sides of the same card, on the opposite side on most things but still on the same page of sorts. I admit I tend to just go with whatever Lance says rather than voicing my opinion sometimes, but he's been getting better about it. Besides, he's my best friend. I could never hold anything against him.
I don't mind being around other people, but when it comes to personal things I prefer to keep things to myself. Marc is the only person I feel okay opening up to sometimes. I just wish he'd tell me when I'm overstepping more often. I feel like he thinks always having things my way keeps me happiest, but it doesn't if he feels staying quiet is his best option.
It's easy to be happy when all of you make us so proud. You ought to loosen up some though, being so serious all the time builds up stress and tension, you know? Try smiling more, it'll do you good.
I have to wonder how you and Mama managed to take care of all of us and make sure most of us have our heads on at least somewhat straight, all while never losing that smile of yours.
Oh, he was the first of the siblings that gave Mama headaches. Good kid, but he doesn't seem to know how to stay out of trouble. Ah well, he certainly lives life to the fullest and enjoys every moment of it.
Nicest older brother in the Eternity. Never raised his voice or got annoyed at me ever growing up, even though I probably would've deserved it. :P
I know for certain that Shrike is a Skydric soul born into an Aquanix body. Part of me wishes he could've been one so he could be so much happier, but I really do love having him in my life with us in this big, crazy family of ours.
Marc's a lot like Mama in the sense that they both baby everyone and I don't seem to have problems with my anxiety around him. Nothing seems to get to him, and I rarely see him without that trademark smile of his. And he was always the most helpful when I was first trying to learn about birds.
Always willing to lend an ear to my little brother, especially since his twin sister never seems to listen to anyone. He's a smart guy and has plenty of great ideas to share. I keep telling him if he wasn't so quiet he probably would've conquered the world by now.
He was always like our second mother in the sense that he'd be just as loving and caring as Mama, but he's not as scary when mad. I don't actually think he gets mad...
Everyone always complains about how much of an asshole she is, but everyone has their own niche and their own personality. Even the problem children need love, and she could definitely be worse. Besides, none of us were perfect growing up. ...I have this feeling my siblings are giving me looks now. Yes, I mean NONE of us are perfect.
Well shit. How can I act like a jerk to Marc? It ain't possible.
Oh, what a chatty one my little brother is. He's a little bit aimless with his love life and tends to get into too much trouble for his own good, but he's a sweetheart. He and Shakuru have been doing wonderfully taking care of Mama in the hard times. And I didn't know until recently that he's been making most of the meals at home for the past few years. How about that? Can't even tell the difference between his and Mama's cooking.
I'm sure he gets tired of my yammering like most everyone else does, but he never says a word and never loses that smile of his. I'm surprised how much of what I tell him is committed to memory, because he never seems to forget anything I mention to him. Guess he thinks what I have to say is important.
My little brother's always asking for advice on how to keep a cooler head. Maybe I should compile everything I've told him into a self help book. I think a handful of our siblings could benefit from it.
Marc, the prime example of utter zen and control. How on earth can he be so calm, so unaffected by annoyances, so goddamned happy all the time? I need to crack his secret somehow. Until then, I'm glad someone in the household can keep a cool head and keep spirits up around here.
She doesn't? Well, shame on Cyan then, she must be slacking. :P
Cyan's other older brother is waaaaaay softer than Lancer, or even Cyan. Sure, she carried first aid stuff and even sewing stuff in case she needs to patch things or people up, but even Cyan doesn't carry stain sticks and lint rollers around for wardrobe problems.
Seems like an alright fellow if he could learn to be less of a control freak. Otherwise, Shakuru could do better.
If I had to pick any of Shakuru's brothers to deal with, I'd pick this one. He seems the least likely to kill me aside from Freyr, and this one isn't nearly as chatty.