Marah's bonded to Figment.
Naomi's bonded to Darkside.
I've chosen Darkside, and shall continue to choose him.
garnetdagger is her own. Figment really ticked me off (allowed me to think that something had happened on its own rather than telling me he'd fixed it) but I understand his reasoning, and once he realized that it Just Didn't Work, he 'fessed up and let me deal with it. We're evil twins. We can work these things out. It was an acceptable lie, because it was done out of love to try and keep one of my black moods from getting destructive.
In the morass of figuring out what was up with the bonds and all, I became despondent and nearly unresponsive, because I'd crawled so far back into myself. Figment has picked up immediately on the trick that if you're severely worried about an unresponsive or hysterical Lunatic, you play the "Don't make me call Darkside at midnight!" card. A Lunatic who's capable of picking herself back up together will do so, and a Lunatic who's incapable of doing so needs someone who knows how to patch the pieces back up together. Figment decided that even though I was starting to come back, I was still scaring him sufficiently that he wasn't about to leave me alone, which was dead-on of him, because if I don't trust him when he's like that, he shouldn't trust me when I'm like that. So he wound up dragging me off with him and installing me on the couch in his living room at some obscene hour of the morning. His cat was miffed, and sulked on top of him in his bed instead of pestering the new person.
In other news, I need to get going for my errands before writing group, because I still have another four pages of
cuttingrmfloor to finish to meet my stated goals for the week. Yay, me. I think I'll have a chance at getting it done if I push myself... 