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<p>&ldquo;Not that I know of, no. It is a firm conviction, so I would imagine that they hold to it, but perhaps some older ones have diverged.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;How many are there, anyway?&rdquo;</p>
<p>She lifted her head to dot her nose against eir cheek. &ldquo;Are you jealous, my dear?&rdquo; Her voice was calm and curious. Calm enough and curious enough, some distant part of em noted, that it kept em from falling immediately into defensiveness.</p>
<p>&ldquo;I get the occasional pangs,&rdquo; ey said after a long minute&rsquo;s thought. &ldquo;More so early on. When ey first getting settled in eir relationship, Codrin told me about something that Dear had told em shortly after ey&rsquo;d been forked. &ldquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I get the occasional pangs,&rdquo; ey said after a long minute&rsquo;s thought. &ldquo;More so early on. When ey first getting settled in eir relationship, Codrin told me about something that Dear had told em shortly after ey&rsquo;d been forked, &ldquo;Jealousy is a sign of needs not met&rdquo;. Whenever I start feeling jealous, that&rsquo;s usually a sign for me to take a step back and think about what need that might be.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;See, this is what I like about you, my dear. You feel a thing and then think about it until you understand it. Sometimes a little too much, but it has served you well.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey tilted eir cheek to rest it atop her head, a bit of closeness that also served the purpose of stopping her ear-tip from tickling eir neck.</p>
<p>&ldquo;I feel a thing and am helpless before it. I cannot but wrap myself up in&hellip;it&hellip;&rdquo; she said, pulling out her notebook again to jot down the words as they came. &ldquo;Love, hatred, hunger, exhaustion. I am built for them all, and I cannot do a thing about them&hellip;&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey shared a secret smile with emself as the skunk trailed off, continuing to write, tongue-tip peeking out from her muzzle.</p>
<p><em>I really do love her,</em> ey thought, then, as always, marveled that that was a thing ey could do.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Also,&rdquo; she said once she&rsquo;d finished writing. &ldquo;The answer is that I do not know how many of me are still in relationships. There are at least three, and I know of at least five that have quit, but I never made it a requirement that they keep in touch. Beyond that, I think there are&hellip;mm, seven, perhaps?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;So that makes me your sixteenth relationship?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Something like that, yes.&rdquo; She slid over and swung her legs up onto the stage so that she could rest her head in eir lap. &ldquo;Did my monologue really get you thinking about all this?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;It&rsquo;s a good monologue,&rdquo; ey said, petting over her ears. &ldquo;Or start, at least. You said it should be five minutes, right?&rdquo;</p>
<p>She nodded. &ldquo;Around that, yes. I am still working on it.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Mmhm. It&rsquo;s good so far, though, yeah. Got me thinking, but I&rsquo;m also just fascinated by you, which helps.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Why, because I am weird? I think that is an Odist thing,&rdquo; she said, laughing.</p>
<p>&ldquo;What, am I not allowed to be fascinated by my partner?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Absolutely not, no.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey tugged on her ear. &ldquo;Fascinated and annoyed.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Yes, well, too bad. You remain stuck with me, Mx. Bălan.&rdquo; She continued more seriously, &ldquo;I did not expect this to be fascinating to you. I try to be careful talking about my other relationships.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I don&rsquo;t really mind,&rdquo; ey said after giving it due thought. &ldquo;That was past May, right? It&rsquo;d be like getting upset over someone having had relationships in the past, or having exes. If it were multiple partners at the same time, that&rsquo;d probably be a separate conversation.&rdquo;</p>
<p>She shook her head. &ldquo;I could not do that. I am not built the same as Dear. I am only in multiple relationships in the sense that there are multiple mes, but only ever one me involved with one other.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Why?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Because,&rdquo; she said, rolling onto her back so that she could smile up to em. &ldquo;I am also helpless before devotion, and that takes the whole of me.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey tapped a finger on eir nose lightly. &ldquo;You&rsquo;re adorable.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Thank you, my dear, in all earnestness. It makes me happy to be able to have a conversation about this.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Of course, May. I figure if we&rsquo;re devoted to each other, it ought to be out in the open.&rdquo;</p>
<p>She nodded and stretched out on the stage. &ldquo;I would like to run this through once more,&rdquo; she said, waggling the notebook at em. &ldquo;And then head home to get ready for dinner, though. Debarre is coming over and I plan on flirting with him outrageously in front of you to make you as jealous as I can.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey laughed and pushed at her until she sat up, sliding off the stage and walking back to eir seat. &ldquo;Alright. Once more, from the top.&rdquo;</p>
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