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<h1 id="ioan-balan-2350">Ioan Bălan &mdash; 2350</h1>
<p>Ioan Bălan &mdash; 2350</p>
<p>True Name, having gathered her wits about her at least enough to trudge out of the lake and fork herself dry, requested directions to somewhere she could think alone. Ioan gestured down the path toward the rock, explaining that it&rsquo;d be far enough away that they wouldn&rsquo;t hear each other if she didn&rsquo;t want a cone of silence, but that she&rsquo;d still be able to see them at the entry point if anything happened.</p>
<p>&ldquo;I need to think. No one from the stanza is replying, I am not sure which friends I can trust, and I definitely do not want to speak to Jonas,&rdquo; she explained, then rubbed her paws over her face. &ldquo;Or perhaps I just need to sulk. I will return in an hour.&rdquo;</p>
<p>She bowed to em and May then trudged off down the path.</p>
<p>May glared after her down-tree instance with her paws bunched into fists and ears splayed, then whirled on Ioan, waving a cone of silence into being.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Ioan, I am not at all happy,&rdquo; she said, voice frigid. &ldquo;I know that none of this is your fault except inasmuch as you have been meeting her for coffee, but I am having a hard time keeping my anger to myself.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey took a long breath, scrubbed eir hands over eir face, and paced in an abbreviated line before her. &ldquo;I know, May, I don&rsquo;t blame you. I&rsquo;m completely baffled. Go ahead.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I spend two hundred fucking years trying to get away from that life, from all of her fucking schemes,&rdquo; she said, voice quickly rising in volume. &ldquo;And then I spend the last three trying to calm down so that I quit burning up whenever I so much as think about her, and now this. Look at us! Hiding in the woods from assassins. <em>Assassins!</em>&ldquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I spend two hundred fucking years trying to get away from that life, from all of her fucking schemes, from what she did to Michelle,&rdquo; she said, voice quickly rising in volume. &ldquo;And then I spend the last three trying to calm down so that I quit burning up whenever I so much as think about her, and now this. Look at us! Hiding in the woods from assassins. <em>Assassins!</em>&ldquo;</p>
<p>Ey averted eir gaze from her. Nothing ey could say would help, and ey knew some remote part of emself was feeling much of what she was, too.</p>
<p>&ldquo;Her and fucking Jonas are still doing whatever the fuck it is that they do, and now they are doing it to each other. Every time I think I can just settle down with you and get away from that, it just seeps right back in. I know that you were trying to do right by us, meeting up with her, but I really, <em>really</em> wish you had not.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;May, I&ndash;&ldquo;</p>
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<p>&ldquo;I guess,&rdquo; ey said, though the words lacked conviction to eir ears. &ldquo;Then she grabbed my hand and told me to go.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;She grabbed&ndash;&rdquo; She hesitated, mastered a sudden swell of anger, then subsided. &ldquo;It makes sense, I suppose. The chance that you would head someplace that she and Jonas could not guess is greater than if she had chosen. Ioan, my dear, you are pacing a hole in the path.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Sorry, May,&rdquo; ey said, trying to stand still. &ldquo;It&rsquo;s just a little nuts.&rdquo;</p>
<p>The skunk sighed, held out her paw to em, and gave her best smile. &ldquo;I know, my dear. I am really fucking confused and really fucking pissed, I do not imagine you are feeling much better. Would walking help?&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey took her paw in his hand and nodded. &ldquo;Please.&rdquo;</p>
<p>The skunk sighed, held out her paw to em, and gave her best smile. &ldquo;I know. I am really fucking confused and really fucking pissed, I do not imagine you are feeling much better. Would walking help?&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey took her paw in eir hand and nodded. &ldquo;Please.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Remembering their promise to stay in sight, they walked slowly back and forth along the short stretch of beach near the entry point, still within sight of True Name, kneeling on the rock by the outlet of the lake.</p>
<p>&ldquo;I am sorry that overflowed onto you for a moment, Ioan. I did not mean to yell at you.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;You&rsquo;re fine, May, you just had some guy chasing you around our house trying to kill you or whatever, you&rsquo;re allowed to be pissed.&rdquo;</p>
<p>She snorted and shook her head. &ldquo;He had only just arrived a few moments before you. I imagine True Name&rsquo;s fork said something about being with you but not where, so they came to our place and saw someone that looked vaguely like her. Perhaps they wanted it to be as close to simultaneous as possible for precisely this reason and one simply jumped the gun. I am surprised they did not just wait for her. How eager they must be.&rdquo;</p>
<p>She snorted and shook her head. &ldquo;He had only just arrived a few moments before you. I imagine True Name&rsquo;s fork said something about being with you but not where, so he came to our place and saw someone that looked vaguely like her. Perhaps they wanted it to be as close to simultaneous as possible for precisely this reason and one simply jumped the gun. I am surprised they did not just wait for her. How eager they must be.&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;Makes about as much sense as any of this.&rdquo; Ey looked out across the lake at where the other skunk sat, head bowed. &ldquo;What do we do now?&rdquo;</p>
<p>&ldquo;I do not know, my dear. I have had precisely as many assassins after me as you, now, and I do not know what to do about True Name. I guess just stay here for a bit and gather our wits.&rdquo;</p>
<p>Ey sighed, bent down, and plucked at a pebble on the bank until it came free of the sand, tossing it into the water. Anything to keep from spiraling back into anxiety. &ldquo;I&rsquo;ll have to go back and clear the house at some point. I&rsquo;ll lock down the ACLs to us and any immediate guests.&rdquo;</p>
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<p>She sniffled and nodded. &ldquo;You too, my dear. Good luck, and do not die.&rdquo;</p>
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