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  <title>Journal of Trisana Chandler</title>
  <subtitle>Watch out for stray lightning bolts</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Trisana Chandler</name>
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  <updated>2007-06-07T02:55:18Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coppercurls_x:3023</id>
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    <title>10th Vision</title>
    <published>2007-06-07T02:55:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-07T02:55:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The wind... it's in chaos... Oh my head... Worse than the vision headaches... nloiaewlaIH-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[Voice Transmission Activated]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;[A horrible sound like something sharp being scraped across glass]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[ooc: Tris is very much effected being an ambient mage who specializes in weather and wind. That loud screech would be Chime who is going to be trying to attract anyone and everyone's attention since Tris passed out right on the keyboard. Someone help?]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coppercurls_x:2633</id>
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    <title>9th Vision - Voice Post</title>
    <published>2007-06-03T17:05:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-03T17:05:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Honestly... talking furniture, how silly... Complete nonsense... [The clinking of a tea cup as she lifts it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;[A soft female voice that has a noble hint to it] Now that isn't true, Tris. You should know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;[Drops the cup and it shatters on the floor] S-Sandry?! Where are you?!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#3366ff"&gt;I'm your dress, dear, Sandry wove her magic into this one, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;O-oh... I hate this city! I HATE IT! &lt;font size="1"&gt;Gods blasted thing... I want to go home... Sandry... Briar... Daja...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;[End transmission]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[ooc: The explanation is that her foster sister Sandry is a stritch witch who made her dress, Sandry's magic is still in the dress and is a part of her so it has her voice.]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coppercurls_x:2391</id>
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    <title>8th Vision</title>
    <published>2007-05-24T20:13:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-24T21:10:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Hm... My tide braids are waning in power. &lt;font size="1"&gt;They're falling out of their pins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;If anything this unnatural place still has the tides and I can recharge the power of my mages kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see if I can send my power through the water to see where the boundries of this place are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[ooc: Anyone who frequents the beach feel free to notice Tris. She'll be sitting on a rock near the water in a complete trance. Also, the tides near her will be weakening when they hit the beach.]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coppercurls_x:2284</id>
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    <title>7th Vision</title>
    <published>2007-05-22T02:58:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-22T02:58:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;Attention to the black creature that looked into my dwelling, attempt to do so again and you will be struck by lightning repeatedly until you are quite crisp and THEN I will be feeding you to Chime. I do not know what you are or where you came from but no matter what world you are from being a peeping Tom is wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[ooc: A polite service message from the resident shirt tempered weather mage]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coppercurls_x:1823</id>
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    <title>6th Vision</title>
    <published>2007-05-16T22:19:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-16T22:27:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If anyone could direct me to where I could find some headache tea, I would be greatful. These blasted scrying headaches are getting worse... If this keeps up I'll need to draw on my tide braids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edit:&lt;/strong&gt; Also, can anyone tell me where I can find glass coloring agents for Chime? I cannot have her trying to eat anymore human food.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coppercurls_x:1768</id>
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    <title>5th Vision - Voice Post</title>
    <published>2007-05-11T22:45:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-11T22:45:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh Chime you BLASTED thing! You broke my spectacles! [A crackling noise like there's a loose electrical line] They were my last pair! &lt;font size="2"&gt;Now how am I going to block the wind visions?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[A cooing that sounds like a crystal goblet being hit lightly]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I know you didn't mean it, but still!&amp;nbsp;What's done is done and while I can fix my eyesight with my magic you know I don't like to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ergh! I'm going to the library!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[ooc: Feel free to comment about seeing a frumpy red head stalking towards the library and flinching everytime there's a wind]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coppercurls_x:1399</id>
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    <title>4th Vision</title>
    <published>2007-05-05T04:23:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-05T04:43:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I've gotten a home at least. It's a start for now. Now there's this blasted ticking, it fades when Chime's around but it never really goes away. It's enough to drive a woman maukie. &lt;font size="1"&gt;I did not just say maukie. Assaia help me I just used one of Briar's slang words.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt; And there is a library here as well, so I believe I will be visiting it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Does anyone know how to work one of these blasted stoves? I can't find where you put in the wood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[ooc: Someone move in with her? Or at least teach her how to use her stove?]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coppercurls_x:1152</id>
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    <title>3rd Vision</title>
    <published>2007-05-04T22:28:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-04T22:28:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;I still can't feel them. I guess I'm stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Tessla, thank you for helping catch Chime.&amp;nbsp;She made some glass flame's earlier this morning, so you can have one as reimbursement for your help. &lt;strike&gt;I won't ever let it be said that I took charity from anyone.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coppercurls_x:776</id>
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    <title>2nd Vision</title>
    <published>2007-05-04T01:42:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-04T01:58:48Z</updated>
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    <category term="scrying on the wind"/>
    <category term="my dragon eats liek whoa"/>
    <content type="html">Prathmun bless magpies! Chime's flown off again because of them! The stupid beasts just hate her for some reason!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to go chasing her all across this thrice cursed city!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[ooc: Tris's glass dragon companion will be flying about now harrassing birds and eating anything she thinks will make her flames colorful, feel free to tell Tris that Chime ate something of your characters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, 'prathmun bless' is not a blessing at all as prathmun are like the untouchables of Tris's world.]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:coppercurls_x:525</id>
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    <title>1st Vision</title>
    <published>2007-05-03T15:45:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-03T15:45:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is &lt;em&gt;definitely&lt;/em&gt; not the Duke's Citadel. In fact, I don't even think this is Emelan anymore. The breezes here aren't familiar and there are so many strange images...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I can't feel Briar, Sandry or Daja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Chime seems to like it here well enough. &lt;strike&gt;Oh blast, she's trying to eat something again!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;Hm... There's an ocean, at least.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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