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Detective Olivia Benson
    My apologies for neglecting Olivia as only someone like me can do to a muse.  Truth be told I've had a lot of real life stuff going on that hasn't been very easy to deal with and sometimes it's just hard to find a muses voice.  Hopefully the new season will re-awaken that in me but I am beginning to doubt it.  I don't like what they are doing to Liv, in the first couple seasons we didn't know a lot about her but we knew enough to feel for her.  Now she's becoming a neurotic mess and I blame that on last season.  While we all love our broken heroes, there needs to be some sort of point where you have to figure enough is enough.

As much as I like to blame this dry spell on the writers I've been pretty fucking rotten too.  I'm not going to lie and say that I haven't found other things to tickle my fancy in the last couple of weeks.  Still that's no excuse and so I apologize for any inactivity in this character.  My only hope is that my beating be swift yet not quiet as severe to land me in the ER - since I am still paying bills for them.

That being said, I dunno where she stands with other characters or how this fits in with other mun's plots, ideas, etcs . . .

So let me know, I might just keep her canon and baby steps from there.

In other news it's too fucking early.
Current Location: Work
Current Mood: crankycranky
Detective Olivia Benson
13 September 2008 @ 06:17 pm
       For the last week Olivia Benson has had the same nightmare every single night of the week.  She's in some sort of Big Band club, think swing, think Glen Miller.  Champagne is flowing, people are laughing, women are smoking with amazingly perfect styled hair that doesn't move even when they dance.  They are playing Stardust and she's dancing with someone, he's wearing a low hat and she can't see his face but for some reason that's okay.  That's how she knows she's in the dream, because this shit wouldn't fly anywhere else.  Sometime in the middle of the song people start screaming, and she reaches for her side arm, already ducking down, pulling the man she's with down too.  However there is no gun, there is no man, just gun fire and more screaming.  Even as the bodies hit the floor, the band keeps playing, and she's screaming why.  Not why are people dying, but why are they still playing that fucking music?

She wakes up shaking and swearing under her breath, wonder what the fuck that came from.  The first time it happened, she got out of bed and grabbed up all her Big Band CD's and throws them in the hall closet, to lock away that evil.  Because it's clear that it's a handful of CD's that that are causing these bad dreams.

My stardust melody . . .Collapse )
Current Mood: moodymoody
Current Music: Nat "King" Cole - Stardust
Detective Olivia Benson
03 September 2008 @ 01:30 pm
     I am unsure how I got to be so cranky and old.  I woke up one morning and BOOM there it was, me, biting the head off of a puppy.

Current Mood: crankyold
Detective Olivia Benson
Violent crime goes up, as does ice cream sales. Conscience? I think not.   Next time you take a bite of Rocky Road, know that you are one step closer to becoming a violent killer.

I wouldn't lie, not about this anyway.  I think I should start sleeping again.  Maybe not.  There is a group dedicated to investigating that statement even as we speak.

Every morning, when I get ready for work "Good Morning Heartache" by Ella Fitzgerald starts to play.  Clearly this is a sign of something.  There is an investigation into this also.  There is a lot of investigations going on right now.  Not a lot of progress either.

My birthday is coming up.  I have this urge to re-live my youth, I've caught myself day dreaming of class rooms, that crummy apartment down in Brooklyn that always smelt like curry and vodka.  I've thought about getting wildly drunk and going to bad concerts, about making out with strangers.  Of doing stupid shit and getting away with it.  Forgetting responsibility and the future, living like tomorrow I would die.

My day dreams make me tired.

I've thought about going to Paris, to sit and read Baudelaire under the shadow of the  Eiffel tower, maybe pretending to be Bohemian on the Champs-Élysées.  Dance in night clubs, and pretend to be half my age.  Drink till dawn and sleep until sunset. 

I've had the same fucking thoughts for almost ten years, I think it's time to give them up.
Current Mood: artisticartistic
Current Music: Queens of the Stone Age - In my head
Detective Olivia Benson
28 July 2008 @ 01:10 am
    I should have done this awhile ago, but I am a lazy and well, that's how these things go.  Since the new season of Law & Order: SVU is coming up soon (whooo!!)  I have decided to split Liv into two different 'verses.  One will transfer to California so she can be with Carlton, and another verse will be canon related.  Keeping her in New York and letting her react to what goes on in the new season. 

Hopefully this will work out for everyone, if ya gotta problem with it, drop me a line and let me know.

The verses will be noted as:  Canon and California, hopefully that will keep things clear :D
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
Detective Olivia Benson
13 July 2008 @ 12:54 pm
    She stepped off the plane, and for a moment, didn't know what to do next.  It wasn't as if she was here to meet someone right away, I mean she was here to meet someone, it's just that his flight didn't get in for another hour and a half.  So she stood in the concourse for a few minutes trying to get her head on straight, she hadn't slept much the night before so she was slow to wake up.  When the second person bumped into her, she finally got moving, she grabbed her luggage and headed out to grab a taxi.  The ride to the hotel was short, and after she checked in, she took a hot shower, relaxing fully after the flight.

Wrapping herself in one of the white fuzzy towels that the hotel provided, walking to her suit case, she took out the clothes she would wear later that day.  Amongst the clothes was Mr. Wolf the fox, she thought it would be a good idea to bring him along so he could pick up Carlton's scent.  Grinning, she took the stuffed animal, and walked to the bed.  Sitting down on the edge of the king sized bed and thought seriously about getting dressed and finding herself a cup of coffee. 

Really, seriously, except that her constant yawning seemed to cut into any real motivation she had for getting up and doing it.  When she laid down it was only going to be for a few minutes, really, just closing her eyes till she had to go back to the airport.  She wanted to meet him at the airport, Oh, she was aware that he could meet her at the hotel, he knew the hotel and it was just a cab ride away.  But still, she wanted to see him, but as soon as her eyes closed she fell into a deep sleep.  What was suppose to be only a short nap, turned into a long one.  The time for her to get up came and went, followed closely by Carlton's arrival time, and still she remained asleep.

[ooc:  Bendy time and all that fun stuff.]
Current Mood: tiredtired
Detective Olivia Benson
05 July 2008 @ 03:32 am
Rules of the Game:

A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs & replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.

B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz & those who are tagged cannot refuse. These people must state who they were tagged by & cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.

1. How has LJ changed your life?
It hasn't.  My life is largely the same as it's always been, which, needless to say is a rather depressing realization.

2. What do you do before bedtime?
I really liked Duo's answer, but I don't do that so . . . Get the coffee pot ready for the next morning, set the alarm clock and set out clothes to wear.  Usually I call Carlton before going to bed.  Or if I just go to bed after a long shift, I just fall into bed.

3. What will your dream wedding be like?
Considering my chances of getting marries, I am gonna have to say that I really don't think about such things.  Though, truth be told I always thought a nice little ceremony in Central park would be nice.  Ugh, I feel stupid just for typing that.

4. What is the city of your dreams and why?
New York has always been the city of my dreams, but lately I am getting tired of it.  I don't know where I would go.

5. Are you an introvert or extrovert?
Fucked if I know.  The swirly cone of both?

I'm not tagging, you see it, you wanna do it, go for it.
Current Mood: crankycranky
Current Music: QoSA - No one Knows
Detective Olivia Benson
18 June 2008 @ 09:27 pm

Why am I always being abducted?
Current Mood: frustratedUNAMUSED
Current Music: Seether - The Gift
Detective Olivia Benson
15 June 2008 @ 11:43 am
    Since Liv loved the mixed CD that Carlton sent her, (since ya know I kind of pulled that IC, eesh) She decided to make one of her own.  Of course it' a little blue since she's missing him so terribly at the moment.  Of course I think it's just adorable, and high time she lighten up, so here's her response, with less flash and glamor (since photo shop is not my forte). 

There goes my baby
There goes my heart
They're gone forever
So far apart

But only the lonely
Know why
I cry
Only the lonely
             -  Roy Orbison || Only the Lonely

( http://www.sendspace.com/file/dzs1ya )

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