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Okay, first off, I redid the links on my ebay thing. I fragged them up royally earlier. I'm sure you noticed.

Two, I suck because I only got two pages written today. -_-;; But I'll let you see them anyway. I'll even repost the snippet so you won't have to go looking to remember what you were laughing at last night. ^_^ Because it only stayed funny those first few paragraphs, folks.

Enter the protagonist...'bout time. )
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Sterling was pouring his afternoon tea and scolding his familiar.

“Now, Tab…what have I told you about relieving yourself on my rug? You know it always burns through. I’m running out of things to put atop the scorch marks, you rotten thing.”

The bright blue lizard reared on its muscled hind legs, the red and yellow umbrella of skin around its head flaring as it hissed. Tab hated to be scolded.

“Don’t you hiss at me, young lizard. I’ll turn you into a nice pair of boots, see if I don’t.” The old warlock sighed and eased down into the padded chair. He picked up the delicate china teacup and took a dignified sip. “She’s late.”

Tab jumped into an empty chair, then atop the table, sniffing at the plate of cookies sitting by the silver tea service. Insomuch as its lizard face could show emotions, it looked disappointed. The familiar wasn’t interested in sugary confections. Why couldn’t the old fool have a nice mouse like a civilized being?

“Her note said she would arrive at two, and here it is fifteen after 3. I can’t abide tardiness.” He swatted Tab’s nose aside and picked up a cookie. “But that’s a woman for you. Women and their infernal tardiness. I tell you, Tab--En’s gift of my love for men is a boon, and I’ll never tell you otherwise.”
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And that won't mean anything to of you. ~.^ Cindy might squee. And yes, dear, I changed her name. I always said I would, didn't I?

Continued from here.

Dammit, I will finish her story someday! Really! Right now she'll just have to be satisfied with cameos -_-;; )
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Sting had joined Bonnie in the sunroom garden and was quietly stretched out on the flagstones in a patch of sunlight like a great huge cat. The sun was soaking into his fur and bones, leaving the manticore rumbling contentedly while Bonnie read Spider Robinson on the padded wicker chaise.

He was raised from the sunlight-induced coma by the sound of buzzing close by his head. Opening on eye, he watched as a bee zipped around him, circling his head. And then the blasted thing landed on his nose.

Sting crossed his eyes, glaring at the insect perched so brazenly on his face. He twitched his nose, trying to dislodge it, but the bee held on stubbornly, refusing to move. He blew a puff of air up over his nose…and the bee fell off and hit the stones, dead as a doornail.

He glanced at Bonnie and found the puck staring at the deceased bee with one raised eyebrow. Her attention shifted to him briefly and then back to the book as she shook her head.

“Well, SOMEbody needs an Altoid.”
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A small explanation of the Kithain. You might have heard the name in either of mine or Kammy's stories. Just for the record, this happens before any of the Consort snippets posted. And "Nameless" has nothing to do with the drakthos in the comic. ^___^ You know...I may have posted this before. I think I did, but I couldn't find it, and so if anyone new hasn't read it? Well, here you go. Glas speaks )

Read here.

Mar. 23rd, 2003 07:47 pm
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Those of you better versed in all things Japanese...if I messed up on some big naming rule in here? Let me know... More boarding house fun... )
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Something that wouldn't get out of my head, so I wrote it down. Might be good for some snippets later. The other boarders seem like fun. ^___^ Spencer Cindy, not your Spencer =P )
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Okay, so Bonnie has this bright idea to marry Stone off to one of her daughters someday. Like far far away someday. At least that way he'll be married to someone who's cool with the whole Fen thing.

So anyway, this particular daughter decided she wanted a shot at being queen. ^__^ )
thistledear: Beaming chibi aerael head (Default) Stone's expense. =D

Mmmmm...chocolate fun... )
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Oi! Writers!

Have you ever been looking through your files and found stuff that you have absolutely no memory of ever writing? I *hate* that. It makes me think of this YA novel I read a long time back about this boarding school somewhere that specialized in talented kids, and it turned out they were being possessed at night by ghosts of famous musicians and writers and artists and shit to finish their works.

.......nah. I'm just an airhead with no memory. ^_^

I was just skimming through my Young Adult folder...

Check this out...I have no memory of writing these. )
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“Am I gonna have to put a lock on that door?”

“Hey, I’m hungry!” Ollie whined, moving aside a foil-wrapped mystery and a bottle of ketchup. “Got any steak in here?”

“Not thawn out. This is the 3rd time this afternoon you’ve had your head stuck in there looking for food.”

“Werewolves have very fast metabolisms. We have to eat a lot to keep up with them.”

“Yeah right. Werewolf my ass. Werepiggy.”

“Hey, fuck you.”

“Oink oink. Rooting for truffles by the light of the full moon.”

“Oh yeah? Says a woman who eats four Rooty Tooty Fresh ‘n Fruity breakfasts at IHOP.”

“Now that’s metabolism.” She hesitated for a moment, then kicked his leg. “And you’re hoggin’ the fridge anyway, piggy. Move and let someone else have a turn.”

Ollie reluctantly shifted and let Bonnie move up beside him. Together they stared into the depths of the refridgerator.

“This is like a Fight Club moment,” she finally said, scowling. “A fridge full of condiments and nothing to eat. Don’t I have people to grocery shop in this court?”

“Ooo, gonna take the steward to task?”

“Heads will roll.” She growled and pushed him aside to shut the door. “Well…great. Now we’re both hungry and there’s absolutely no snacks. Now what?”

Ollie thought for a moment, then brightened. “Now we go to McDonalds and scarf Big Macs until they throw us out.”

Bonnie grinned and bumped hips with him. “I love a man with a plan.”
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“Mmmm, toasty varm,” Bonnie murmured, snuggling down further between one huge muscular foreleg and the gigantic black-scaled body. “I knew a dragon would be useful.”

One huge golden eye slitted open, then looked back towards the puck. “You could have gotten an electric blanket just as easily.”

“Yeah, at least I wouldn’t have to feed a blanket.” She stroked the leg with one hand and smiled happily. “But on the other hand, I couldn’t get the blanket to eat my enemies, either.”
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Bonnie was in a very good mood now. Earlier in the evening had seen her in a real funk, with much pouting and sighing and grumbling and sulking, but then Loki had showed up, gotten a good look at her, and disappeared for about half an hour. When he came back, he had rounded up several of the more musical members of the Court, dragged her off to a private room, and then performed most of Hedwig and the Angry Inch for her. By the time he finished, she was in a very good mood—and kind of horny. Loki did make drag look very attractive.

And a couple of hours after that, Bonnie was in a very good mood, and Loki was feeling pretty pleased himself. The vampire really was excellent in the sack. But it was a little weird the places she kept finding lipstick afterwards…


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