tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57232708378879745402024-02-20T21:50:42.706-08:00Frogsnack's RLC: The Sims 3 Sparrows Random Legacy ChallengeFrogsnack's Random Legacy Challenge Blog, Sims 3 Random Legacy Challenge Generations 1-10Frogsnackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09055887588288370476noreply@blogger.comBlogger68125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723270837887974540.post-17289682605734705912023-02-10T21:28:00.000-08:002023-02-10T21:28:39.301-08:00206 New Beginnings Ahead<p> </p>
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doesn't feel better about anything, but she's started to notice that
time is passing again. She's moving forward, with or without her son.
It feels horrible. But as a new recruit, she's getting screamed at in
the face and yelled into even more punishing workouts, so in a way it
makes her feel better. <i>Join the army</i>, she thinks. <i>At least, you'll
be able to pass the time</i>.<p></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Drained from training constantly, she
answers the phone when it rings without looking at the caller id.
Which is probably good, because someone found an actual payphone and
her cell did not know what to do with that information.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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voice on the other end of the line sounds genuinely concerned for
her.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“What the hell, Loki?” She stumbles
over her words, a million retorts not able to form.</p>
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sorry.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Long time no see.” She replies
woodenly. “Heard about what?” She plays dumb, wanting the salt to
really rub into her wounds when he has to explain himself. Wondering
if he's going to be embarrassed and back off.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“There was an article in the
newspaper. It was about your dad, and about... your loss.”<br />“Loki,
I'm not really in the mood to be consoled by you.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Well I don't hate you enough not to
call at least.”<br />“You don't hate me... enough?” Her brain
isn't quite working lately. That's one thing she loves about her new
job.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I didn't know, that it would be him,
or your son. I swear it. I never new who's life might be...”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> <i>click</i></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She hangs up on him before he can make
her feel guilty for staying in Starlight.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti starts jogging again.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Me three, Jet. Me three.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">xD</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJPGi2Bxk2ZA0RdaA7y2tWWQa0rc7xwn7xXxQ_DgPSDhp9P-dYo8StA3mADhTUcyWy2sLUKmLWlj8oETiDl6jJhcv-vJ5Op5omREWUNoHs2SivUychKiPd-tMRRvWO5g4A6VozeNszhWfFe4P1jFx_CJnv7sG1O45wYFuPhyNTSlBCTsZr-WV7KvpMvg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJPGi2Bxk2ZA0RdaA7y2tWWQa0rc7xwn7xXxQ_DgPSDhp9P-dYo8StA3mADhTUcyWy2sLUKmLWlj8oETiDl6jJhcv-vJ5Op5omREWUNoHs2SivUychKiPd-tMRRvWO5g4A6VozeNszhWfFe4P1jFx_CJnv7sG1O45wYFuPhyNTSlBCTsZr-WV7KvpMvg=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He turns his attention to missing his
girlfriend, and paints her on the front lawn of the house. She has
eyes that are much more round, but hey, artistic license, right?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Everet has investigator jobs to do
here, but I don't really do them.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Still amazing the game assigned you
this job, mister crook.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Also this person <i>belongs</i> in
Starlight.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jet has had enough of waiting around to
get older and proposes to Christian right before graduation.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She gets some kind of happily ever
after promises.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jet gets genuine affection from the one
person whose opinion he actually cares about. He can't do anything
about the past, but he can start to move the wheels of the future. At
least, for himself and Christian.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Hey dad... how come some people's
lives are just full of worthless, useless things?”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin freezes up. He was just down
here to shower and have a cookie after his show.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Life isn't about a destination, Jyo.
It's not like, a big orchestra where you're merely being conducted,
you have more than one roll to play. No, you could say we all are the
play, but we get to decide how to act...”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Dad... you're losing your flair for
the dramatic.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjbH8UpUq7XnK5vxHdNwgcCX4F5itnZOHEB8LZpGab3yomSUP0DrWc321Q4bi2w9irXPxQCJE52QiIgVMYJExxsAkQY_ZoNSeh-rm1TWpWRJrsfdnE-OHPTcRW3NATNHu-Drmom21ZE31UFn49e0ohaebSBiTHUeHk9hPXOvWXzW_NeZd4EpfPzh0dvGQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjbH8UpUq7XnK5vxHdNwgcCX4F5itnZOHEB8LZpGab3yomSUP0DrWc321Q4bi2w9irXPxQCJE52QiIgVMYJExxsAkQY_ZoNSeh-rm1TWpWRJrsfdnE-OHPTcRW3NATNHu-Drmom21ZE31UFn49e0ohaebSBiTHUeHk9hPXOvWXzW_NeZd4EpfPzh0dvGQ=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“No no, now I'm not saying you can't
join the army and somehow end up in the navy because of that, which
will naturally lead to a successful jet pilot career until one day
they launch you into space, but don't you ever start to doubt your
roll on this stage. The moment you do, some worthless stagehand steps
in to replace you as a stand in.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Nevermind dad, I read you loud and
clear.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“You get it now?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Yes dad I have no further
questions.” She lies.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He rambles on about how life is never
really full of garbage for something like fifty more minutes until
she feels the need to interrupt.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“What makes you think I am going to
be an astronaut though?”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I could still get into art, like
Jet.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Then what are all your muscles
for?!”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti just smiles a small smile. This
is one of her father's ways of coping lately. Meddling with her every
decision and trying to help her reason her way through it.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj0WhHbD4wqpnvS0hCudY5bfGEv3MW3H9igOYRSEvswYz7YPVgDCc0qvcuU1FHH-1aYLQUDrUIslXrUSeuhrcG3G8wZcyP5zh_mOYYSEMZqSzlplXRrk7eFp3htTp_D6qW3DUZaTm7Sx8_HIX-sKGVLEnmFX1bkTV-ATx3vGMvi-XC-B5amyVJvQklr5w" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj0WhHbD4wqpnvS0hCudY5bfGEv3MW3H9igOYRSEvswYz7YPVgDCc0qvcuU1FHH-1aYLQUDrUIslXrUSeuhrcG3G8wZcyP5zh_mOYYSEMZqSzlplXRrk7eFp3htTp_D6qW3DUZaTm7Sx8_HIX-sKGVLEnmFX1bkTV-ATx3vGMvi-XC-B5amyVJvQklr5w=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Your body is art. It's a work of
art, that you have sculpted carefully for years. You should be proud
of what you've accomplished already. Most people are so lazy they
will not even get out of their chair once in three hours, so they can
write to fake people they meet online in video chat rooms. You have
built something you can build on, your body will let you live a long
and healthy life...”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Yeah thanks I'm going to keep
working out.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Good.” Dustin remembers to chew
again, satisfied that he's made an impact one of his children he can
help. Makes him forget all his other failings as a father.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Wiggles sleeps in the butler's sweet
above the garage. It's kind of like a storage room with a bed and
mini kitchen in it. I'm also pretty sure he's a face one, I don't
know if I bothered to confirm it for sure.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meghan (and the others) are working
with focused aggression to move ahead into whatever future lies
before them. Meghan leads, and over the next few weeks and months of
intensive experiments on the apparatus in her own back yard, hard
work must pay off.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin marches up in his jammies to see
what roused him out of bed. “My wife. What's all this? I mean, it
looks cool and all...”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Get up here, it all needs to
equalize at precisely one third of the total energy consumed and
it'll drop when switching nodes. Can you operate the green one for
me?”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin grins. It's on. The biggest
thing he'll ever get to tinker with in his life.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti always finds it startling to find
someone other than Malcolm in her room when she gets home from
training. Instead of the feeling of closeness and warmth that was
once in this room, it feels a bit like a regressing back to her
younger days. Arresting at first, but better than an empty room.
Everet and she have different schedules as he works mostly nights, so
really she's able to fall asleep right before he has to get up and
leave. It doesn't always help her sleep like she had been hoping, but
the rigorous training from the base fills in the rest of the sleep
depravity enough to keep her from staying up all night doing things
she's going to regret later.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">For Everet, this is as close as he ever
wants to be to getting married. He is doing this strictly as a favor,
and not because he wants to actually share his space with anyone
else.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Also rocketships are cool. Maybe Jyo
will let him on one, one day.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He doesn't snore and all his sarcasm
goes away when he's sleeping. It's kind of... endearing.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">...was that the word? Jet would know.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjuzALT1-owdx0kCxlA-ixPv8FZ-tb2-JUryVhW7JiZyXRcG7iLSDX1wktvMrLHzLgUf1td-ZSu3rE4ec7ZchleqWIpoO7mLw5ANLbm7EHm9TkwfJq__cNR8cbm_59gx6Acwa4s6DzIvWHLkpUGFkVvWUDVootOAgH9fEzRtB_vMGEPkUoRkQ7lb2WuhA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjuzALT1-owdx0kCxlA-ixPv8FZ-tb2-JUryVhW7JiZyXRcG7iLSDX1wktvMrLHzLgUf1td-ZSu3rE4ec7ZchleqWIpoO7mLw5ANLbm7EHm9TkwfJq__cNR8cbm_59gx6Acwa4s6DzIvWHLkpUGFkVvWUDVootOAgH9fEzRtB_vMGEPkUoRkQ7lb2WuhA=w400-h300" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjcegwx9diNAqSMghZBaaX0oHFyVCuachawwvRaq0aVcUO1W0Ev3GhfXbhxw3yPXdYOTJr696pjPU6ykNu-ET1tNJn7wPYyeBeyT-PJoUY4wY7fOEHX1ksdtuT8yZOw1imWRQQMr_9eIe_yGJqc2oY2GpjiSydd9v7xEu4GpXAjTnQyzgXYq6vFrvVZqg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjcegwx9diNAqSMghZBaaX0oHFyVCuachawwvRaq0aVcUO1W0Ev3GhfXbhxw3yPXdYOTJr696pjPU6ykNu-ET1tNJn7wPYyeBeyT-PJoUY4wY7fOEHX1ksdtuT8yZOw1imWRQQMr_9eIe_yGJqc2oY2GpjiSydd9v7xEu4GpXAjTnQyzgXYq6vFrvVZqg=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The soft sounds of breathing make the
room everything she needs at the moment.
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Thanks, Ev.” She whispers one
night when she knows he won't hear her. “Now I don't have to run
away from home and sleep on a park bench.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Think how bad the food would be.”
He mumbles in his sleep.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjuhYNbPRc3ek1R9rO5Z4wGdOsZUr56CtBf6go2WVurGtfiVqJbCK7J9me2cPRHiSfr0OrelP4qw0kN_SAXJTADvuga-iEe9AoNGj2QjF_5vz86meTwQTW4kFYrshvVk2hpp5jVtq82Of0TiteMSY26zprmJjVU2Dlk-CY1EI58vQr9tjVgGR7R9QtXwA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjuhYNbPRc3ek1R9rO5Z4wGdOsZUr56CtBf6go2WVurGtfiVqJbCK7J9me2cPRHiSfr0OrelP4qw0kN_SAXJTADvuga-iEe9AoNGj2QjF_5vz86meTwQTW4kFYrshvVk2hpp5jVtq82Of0TiteMSY26zprmJjVU2Dlk-CY1EI58vQr9tjVgGR7R9QtXwA=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meanwhile, the more mature Sparrows are
working outside.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And having what looks like an immense
amount of fun in very little time. Meghan has spent weeks and weeks
calibrating this thing (plus some restorations had to be done as it
has sat outside unused for more than a decade). She never had the
luxury of time to work on a device like this (much less two other
people to help her with it). Now that she's got the market on
specimen bugs cornered and cash-flowing, she can finally play around
with new things.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin and Meghan work through the
night that night, talking about the near future in an excited way for
the first time in a long while. The subject of what (and whom)
they've lost, is still something they both try their best to avoid
approaching.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Everet is adapting nicely to the
investigator dining plan, I see.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Nice looking out, ghost. You must've
seen that your son in unable to make ramen noodles for himself, let
alone unfreeze a waffle.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhiEXrPtescJQ-wD0KlVWDwn1GmHW7OKn1SMEqDUYCsp6KBdPnSTGAWvtdm-IK_vjIKJ8DRiD0IqbIVD-yTSk5-QnpyruKd_JNUuEoyx-VafIca8BtGHzkCBPAh9dWjN649qZTO3ZEmx_NXD4PkYxbgtZhyAB4BKu74A5e7ExTtudEYUH8beM4ZhGLUcA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhiEXrPtescJQ-wD0KlVWDwn1GmHW7OKn1SMEqDUYCsp6KBdPnSTGAWvtdm-IK_vjIKJ8DRiD0IqbIVD-yTSk5-QnpyruKd_JNUuEoyx-VafIca8BtGHzkCBPAh9dWjN649qZTO3ZEmx_NXD4PkYxbgtZhyAB4BKu74A5e7ExTtudEYUH8beM4ZhGLUcA=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4Bo8OEmAU9ShLeYEgjM1hSO-8OotL59vKfIUn0UJqBBte9hBlR6plshoTHOACWU-uPUG5_WBwljwcf7KzuLGKIEBEJbP99cfkxTSTkQyPL4IQmSGtVeUM9dQjRFPNv7ryzaT38vwTOtnTj5pX9Hj1s3sBvVhMetoN4I9S6y7fMDN-1iWusRB6V19TOg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4Bo8OEmAU9ShLeYEgjM1hSO-8OotL59vKfIUn0UJqBBte9hBlR6plshoTHOACWU-uPUG5_WBwljwcf7KzuLGKIEBEJbP99cfkxTSTkQyPL4IQmSGtVeUM9dQjRFPNv7ryzaT38vwTOtnTj5pX9Hj1s3sBvVhMetoN4I9S6y7fMDN-1iWusRB6V19TOg=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Eww. Dead things. The trip to China has
now lost all significance, other than to fill up Meghan's bug
collection.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I ASKED if you had seen Jyoti's new
husband over there?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The ghost just stares right through
Dustin as if he's not talking.
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“You know, on the OTHER SIDE?” He
doesn't know if the ghost is deaf of just ignoring him. Either way,
Eugene behaved similarly in real life.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjQ0Y2WNZj9TInSo6prQn2VPO9APlD2EGS2dkRJYSOQxX_E3zDJUMO1ZiB2DkAw6aucvLkrru48Jb76mUC3SntiY4Z_vrnBMM18Lrnu8JpGuegfQrhH8g5QZOpiIXKnSpiLQWla69nxqs_oJ31y03hFnMoykCqWcLnbStxVTIlmgljXkjnKDDFCIkSROA" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjQ0Y2WNZj9TInSo6prQn2VPO9APlD2EGS2dkRJYSOQxX_E3zDJUMO1ZiB2DkAw6aucvLkrru48Jb76mUC3SntiY4Z_vrnBMM18Lrnu8JpGuegfQrhH8g5QZOpiIXKnSpiLQWla69nxqs_oJ31y03hFnMoykCqWcLnbStxVTIlmgljXkjnKDDFCIkSROA=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">...how did... how did a ghost get
stink?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You know what, I'm going to stop asking
these kinds of questions.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Next time.. the Sparrows do... whatever
this thing does. I barely remember. So tune in!</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And probably we get to have a
long-awaited burial.</p>
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</p>Frogsnackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09055887588288370476noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723270837887974540.post-85725736716703810592022-07-27T20:02:00.009-07:002022-07-27T20:47:29.291-07:002:05 A Foul and a Miss<p><br /></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiqYPqD-h6Zus7FpVB85YUnsx_OBkQLPn9pSeZJ0dD-0x-tSao2QnT4uGRlq4D_27CgTDPeue2dSsNFW-EONIyJYEeq1KyhhD46SaleSqmdHeml0wHbB0MCYEE20czONyC5mblSXpQwrEja7-P9TfyeFZ5pPuBEuFS_Vo6j9cNzEw_6pC3a2xRr2oARUw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiqYPqD-h6Zus7FpVB85YUnsx_OBkQLPn9pSeZJ0dD-0x-tSao2QnT4uGRlq4D_27CgTDPeue2dSsNFW-EONIyJYEeq1KyhhD46SaleSqmdHeml0wHbB0MCYEE20czONyC5mblSXpQwrEja7-P9TfyeFZ5pPuBEuFS_Vo6j9cNzEw_6pC3a2xRr2oARUw=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCD3XVhq24C-yZd5xHdmC0ln0p535DLjvsNcLsFpfWSW2K2m50SkrLvMPux0s74SIT7NtAmA07ykFmeaiBPMnMH0brw9c-QdCVe1daPAptVS9zutQZmOjrtgPs6oqkVU5at6R3FfbrK9j2HtyXf1Ngsjb_TLsL-mJLJjDRvq5v0yXCesVkynN4qXG8Cg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhCD3XVhq24C-yZd5xHdmC0ln0p535DLjvsNcLsFpfWSW2K2m50SkrLvMPux0s74SIT7NtAmA07ykFmeaiBPMnMH0brw9c-QdCVe1daPAptVS9zutQZmOjrtgPs6oqkVU5at6R3FfbrK9j2HtyXf1Ngsjb_TLsL-mJLJjDRvq5v0yXCesVkynN4qXG8Cg=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jet didn't understand. He may have been
holed up in his room for the last several days working on a
masterpiece of a research paper and publishing related articles, but
weren't people who go to the hospital pregnant supposed to return
with actual babies? For once he has nothing to say. His mouth gapes
slowly open and shut as he listens to his parents and his sister
trying to explain what had happened.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgCT2T5boE5jQ_fuZ3Z0dDKnc939U7IbgDeUrNVb7ZhrQgUK858-HHbou4X5zpfczhD2arw4Khu0dz9qPhpdUyMLOjAH7MmiLab11wub355_nI91jtK0yoGob_5VtVMtG4toiVXrN8VBtQPWjZDPcdKEqAvi9STmCOvqUUH0JxQBqRnpUfma6Bu7rZMaw" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgCT2T5boE5jQ_fuZ3Z0dDKnc939U7IbgDeUrNVb7ZhrQgUK858-HHbou4X5zpfczhD2arw4Khu0dz9qPhpdUyMLOjAH7MmiLab11wub355_nI91jtK0yoGob_5VtVMtG4toiVXrN8VBtQPWjZDPcdKEqAvi9STmCOvqUUH0JxQBqRnpUfma6Bu7rZMaw=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><br />Jyoti for her part has got next to
nothing to say. When she does talk it's in mumbles. Her son was stillborn. His dad had called the night
before, from the hospital, explaining that they worried it could
happen, impressing upon him all the reasons that things were still
going to be okay.<p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">His sister looked like someone else
entirely to him now, her face exhausted and drawn, her eyes wandering
or fixed far away.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpDQ_6Qr4YWiR_W2Mh6qXj2ct5D-02KpQxiH4FviyVhB6cJEM5Nk_hnap2AyhvstfxODGca5AnPnPO-Q0USzULsmb61ZQ4vp0doBf7t_wCMPfuhGIfCW2qWL1hLwasf8joSaRNZmqmadH6YTO8ELRX11x5IQe0aqyvTzCDOtrNAxEcVHbNfej2yL0HhQ/s1024/Screenshot-427.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpDQ_6Qr4YWiR_W2Mh6qXj2ct5D-02KpQxiH4FviyVhB6cJEM5Nk_hnap2AyhvstfxODGca5AnPnPO-Q0USzULsmb61ZQ4vp0doBf7t_wCMPfuhGIfCW2qWL1hLwasf8joSaRNZmqmadH6YTO8ELRX11x5IQe0aqyvTzCDOtrNAxEcVHbNfej2yL0HhQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-427.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin does most of the talking, but
the tension in his voice and the unnerving calm that accompanies it
is cold and factual and so out of character that Jet feels the
involuntary need to listen to it from the other side of a wall
somewhere. His younger brother, Jiraiya, had been born healthy. He
passed the tests that needed to be done in order for them to take him
home, and he should be home. It's just that... the hospital lost him,
gave him away. There were adoption papers and all, with
signatures, with waivers, and he was taken away to be with another
family by some colossal mistake.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4UfUci7sMh7JvMVuiqgvk0snlgmES2jwAyttOTIiiUSPdZEay1WIWlG2ZR03sW9TYxbWpyZYYICHMATuDgVqkjfz0wxwWdS-zCCEFVLVDnwutyo_vE-yilDnqA1PiXsO3IdtXVt5l4rpNBHP8AkAmMVlPx5yky0-HkJG7N5NWlIfsR18pPhBzvL0P-Q/s1024/Screenshot-445.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4UfUci7sMh7JvMVuiqgvk0snlgmES2jwAyttOTIiiUSPdZEay1WIWlG2ZR03sW9TYxbWpyZYYICHMATuDgVqkjfz0wxwWdS-zCCEFVLVDnwutyo_vE-yilDnqA1PiXsO3IdtXVt5l4rpNBHP8AkAmMVlPx5yky0-HkJG7N5NWlIfsR18pPhBzvL0P-Q/w640-h480/Screenshot-445.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>His dad was saying something through
tightly clenched teeth now about how it would have to be a court
case, and possibly a long one, if they were ever going to see their
son again they would have to prove that their signatures were not on
those documents. The law only allowed for birth parents to have
access to their offspring after the child had become an adult, and
the people at the hospital had had the audacity to suggest that
Dustin and Meghan <i>wait</i>. As if they had changed their mind
about Jiraiya, and had tried to steal him from his adopted parents.
People whose faces they never got to see, with names they were not
legally allowed to be told.<p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">His mom, well they didn't talk about his mom's condition often, but she was mostly muttering to herself under her breath or completely silent.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti just lays her head on her
father's should and tells him she's tired, and he wordlessly leads
her upstairs. There had been no indication before this week that her
baby would not survive and be able to meet her. She had had him on
some serious prescriptions, and everything at the hospital had been a
blur. Everything, except the news that her boy didn't make it. <i>I
was going to name him Emir</i>, she thought. All she could think over
and over again in her mind was her baby's name. <i>Emir, Emir, Emir.
Mom loves you. I want to see you</i>. </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She had room in her heart for
nothing else.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrgUgIw1Whh2VdtEb-eOuuR9D8iYh_1ANQVbumfjGzumn1BH18uQ7bKbahlFZjB4g9kOy3WkrCnEK45HhmAqMBkhkxBFJ1qt3u7g_VG7Jex6YjdZaqDnrhHjUfjn_cCmRrYugrVpt7uvBZYbCahEO2LKtgdn3IXxf4B5NIqr2j-23QTJMdO5lGOSlBQA/s1024/Screenshot-454.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrgUgIw1Whh2VdtEb-eOuuR9D8iYh_1ANQVbumfjGzumn1BH18uQ7bKbahlFZjB4g9kOy3WkrCnEK45HhmAqMBkhkxBFJ1qt3u7g_VG7Jex6YjdZaqDnrhHjUfjn_cCmRrYugrVpt7uvBZYbCahEO2LKtgdn3IXxf4B5NIqr2j-23QTJMdO5lGOSlBQA/w640-h480/Screenshot-454.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>“Mom can't do this either right now,
sweetie.” Meghan announces after a while, giving Jet a kiss on the
forehead and turning to go.<p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He stares after her for a long time,
standing alone in the room. After he and Christian get married and
move in together, will his parents be okay? The <i>anger</i> from
this injustice is not there in his heart just yet as he is full of
mostly disbelief, but like deep and dark clouds on the horizon full
of lightening, he feels it coming.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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herself, for the first time in years. She doesn't know where she is,
or who she is with at times. She is Andrea more than ever. Her dreams
and life in waking both make no sense. Dustin does what he can, but
even with decades of experience helping Meghan to manage her
condition and streamline the times in which she is sane, all he has
now is their track record. “We've been through so much,” He
reminds her. Over, and over again, until every alter hears it from
his lips. “We will get through this.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He has no idea how. That's not the
point.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Over the next few weeks there is a pall
of silence in the house. Everyone tiptoes around each other, not
wanting to cause hurt of offense, and Dustin in particular has no
energy to make his usual litany of jokes every five seconds. The
feeling ...is wrong.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jet holes himself up, working harder
than ever on his project to expose the corruption in Starlight. This
time, he thinks, it might be worth it to look beyond the police
department and the government offices. Was there infiltration of
special interests in local emergency services; at the hospital, in
the fire department? It hadn't occurred to him until now. Now,
because of this fresh injustice, everything becomes suspect. He
works harder than ever to secure exclusive interviews and
appointments for his greatest work. His family will wrest control
back from the hidden ruling, corrupted and addicted elite. He will
root out every hiding place, and garner every sympathy from the
public to support his cause.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Or he will die trying.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXz-6kIytkjuFcZxcEY2ayDfZZulhHWTeH7JGzeKKF13xWJT39Y0Mh5vJJmZ0JzdXyvFuCvuOBxMSuCVXKTscL-ezFPU7IqBv6nMtVcAHYzlu8Xx8dVYM7b7_7rRlgTSBkcc6QFV39FpX-eiERsv_g7DEaOPZkAtI3BoVc6ZKbdqefapfc0g4DHpXf3Q/s1024/Screenshot-515.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXz-6kIytkjuFcZxcEY2ayDfZZulhHWTeH7JGzeKKF13xWJT39Y0Mh5vJJmZ0JzdXyvFuCvuOBxMSuCVXKTscL-ezFPU7IqBv6nMtVcAHYzlu8Xx8dVYM7b7_7rRlgTSBkcc6QFV39FpX-eiERsv_g7DEaOPZkAtI3BoVc6ZKbdqefapfc0g4DHpXf3Q/w640-h480/Screenshot-515.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQ1NswywZN92Yyfp2TijvVDDSHVXXbKenG6SiCuOpwyg7Vd-P44VlxRYJMOq58c2lrPJtGnTeStoUOunSCyXzHtEHVWADYsPsVd3gTohSRrU12oXvSkMiSf4ixjMJUEUbPYa1LR-N3PhsiN7IAZjYMUyj-dgT3_BHb2i93MX_2tH3xvZ_zSoD7e9jJA/s1024/Screenshot-527.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvQ1NswywZN92Yyfp2TijvVDDSHVXXbKenG6SiCuOpwyg7Vd-P44VlxRYJMOq58c2lrPJtGnTeStoUOunSCyXzHtEHVWADYsPsVd3gTohSRrU12oXvSkMiSf4ixjMJUEUbPYa1LR-N3PhsiN7IAZjYMUyj-dgT3_BHb2i93MX_2tH3xvZ_zSoD7e9jJA/w640-h480/Screenshot-527.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“If I never went to the gym that day.
No, I still would have gone...” Jyoti tries to feel regret for
meeting Malcolm, letting him in. For dating him, for not leaving
Starlight... but she can't feel it. It's all just bitter remorse and
void.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">What happened, has already happened to
her, to him and Emir. If she is the only one left, well that's just
the way it is.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She tries to recall the familiarity
that is associated with this fresh loss, but there are already
several moments of time becoming buried deep in her psyche for a
therapist to give her drugs about forty years down the line.
Hopefully it will never come to that, but working out is not
something she can do until her body heals from her ordeal. Cope...
cope with loss, how can she? And worse, the private thoughts she has
in her numb fog where there is not time passing, they tell her that
she could have prevented this all somehow. But she will never
understand or know it well.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
</p><p align="LEFT">
<span><span><span style="font-family: verdana;">Meghan
and Jyoti spend countless hours together. There is a special bond
that comes with loss, and neither Dustin nor Jet will ever be able to
understand or experience as two mothers who have lost their children
can.</span></span></span></p><p align="LEFT"><span><span><span><span style="font-family: verdana;">I find it sort of appropriate that Eugene overlooks the chess table. He was always a genius in his own right.</span></span></span></span></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkW8LwBQHP3LR07e7MpBTk1yREYCKYRWWjtsVdp8xwI_U6t5rUJTPENrV_K_UrMLzZkUt3DbgHpvrFZFkC4qderejRGwxzpRGBTDw5E_zJu44I_SgoPSY7RF_pK0gL4jJbKold6B-3fUbBtZGzTy36GtnTMs5oaOUbXgOPt2AC72NCZpinz-wQhEbvBg/s1024/Screenshot-521.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkW8LwBQHP3LR07e7MpBTk1yREYCKYRWWjtsVdp8xwI_U6t5rUJTPENrV_K_UrMLzZkUt3DbgHpvrFZFkC4qderejRGwxzpRGBTDw5E_zJu44I_SgoPSY7RF_pK0gL4jJbKold6B-3fUbBtZGzTy36GtnTMs5oaOUbXgOPt2AC72NCZpinz-wQhEbvBg/w640-h480/Screenshot-521.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meghan learns that her true self is the
smartest one. There are days she can trick the other personalities
into leaving her alone by playing chess. It helps her focus on
something immediate that she can pinpoint, and not think about the
dozens of things that demand her attention. Even the lab would be too
overwhelming right now.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs5uw9ZUxj_BS-GM1DdxXDLILThqdVOICfoIv6l7Lp7P6G73PmAlhKGVf64v9TPlHQWceyC3LbEYRROIklfZX03VqOZnfqxQlxHm9lyoMB3t3O2yMV9sXBKhMlZ9lXAeLzyOJSpwlT6f1LhlYWx9J-cYSotJYZbcxGoMzTHkTxdbhrIFz789AeX_vKcw/s1024/Screenshot-534.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs5uw9ZUxj_BS-GM1DdxXDLILThqdVOICfoIv6l7Lp7P6G73PmAlhKGVf64v9TPlHQWceyC3LbEYRROIklfZX03VqOZnfqxQlxHm9lyoMB3t3O2yMV9sXBKhMlZ9lXAeLzyOJSpwlT6f1LhlYWx9J-cYSotJYZbcxGoMzTHkTxdbhrIFz789AeX_vKcw/w640-h480/Screenshot-534.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Starlight Shores begins to stall out
sometime around when kids go to school. Every morning. SP is letting
people have too many kids for the school to allow admittance. Jet's
grades begin to suffer, not that he cares.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggzg8C8atGgCGu0YEV5C8iIK4VGkLUQHLuU23YzXRld8IXDQiCFZBLvNUd8LyvZojsTEP6hgTn2bpeJWAM6SrOEx6_ws3hw3PjOKw0yl6LFDq0OFyjdjlo9qBfo6650e3ao9n8Ejw235REno63WDKEcMQ0dksnGUIYSafrJzAYovUAXaoEzGMYhZ9Bbw/s1024/Screenshot-537.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggzg8C8atGgCGu0YEV5C8iIK4VGkLUQHLuU23YzXRld8IXDQiCFZBLvNUd8LyvZojsTEP6hgTn2bpeJWAM6SrOEx6_ws3hw3PjOKw0yl6LFDq0OFyjdjlo9qBfo6650e3ao9n8Ejw235REno63WDKEcMQ0dksnGUIYSafrJzAYovUAXaoEzGMYhZ9Bbw/w640-h480/Screenshot-537.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I need a job...” Jyoti beings to
realize. She still doesn't know what, but playing this much chess to
help her mother keep her mind off things is starting to make Jyoti's
muscles feel unused. She gets restless, and anxious, and it's not
really helping her forget the pain so much as it did in the beginning.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRJDA85Sv4VNZi9K8rmGpFgxVGisgwWfr8cTQZv7idrpl4fLVTN3aELXLebIM0pHwgSG3UwhfWtuMTP-yF8od_u5hmPzH-RRVC0uebWpSyESsCYG_e8H6A9HkOmToWPvUz3daQ_yo7hGbiSiT0dj4Kz3gVEOLcYstGWz4bNBIIdvpcHQKQPRW2KAAPuw/s1024/Screenshot-495.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRJDA85Sv4VNZi9K8rmGpFgxVGisgwWfr8cTQZv7idrpl4fLVTN3aELXLebIM0pHwgSG3UwhfWtuMTP-yF8od_u5hmPzH-RRVC0uebWpSyESsCYG_e8H6A9HkOmToWPvUz3daQ_yo7hGbiSiT0dj4Kz3gVEOLcYstGWz4bNBIIdvpcHQKQPRW2KAAPuw/w400-h300/Screenshot-495.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>
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surroundings. Her mother, coping with loss.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqtvR1AaB77_iJASCPsuR7vkzcXoAfPwUl1oxaZHwKVGaniXBjNaZvh69yNrKMET5OlLLQ-3BgNRI5Ekn5xFxeQ3cnBkxBYe15NtmUNXWHrARHLj4-LmcfgD7Bw_nmMUtYkV4seCjIj9bJX28EWPyKLurHUjrk36y2jzIFs74aw2J37aDAr5p2yrzUCw/s1024/Screenshot-547.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqtvR1AaB77_iJASCPsuR7vkzcXoAfPwUl1oxaZHwKVGaniXBjNaZvh69yNrKMET5OlLLQ-3BgNRI5Ekn5xFxeQ3cnBkxBYe15NtmUNXWHrARHLj4-LmcfgD7Bw_nmMUtYkV4seCjIj9bJX28EWPyKLurHUjrk36y2jzIFs74aw2J37aDAr5p2yrzUCw/w640-h480/Screenshot-547.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Her brother, coping with identity.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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really coping at all.
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Jyoti casually tells Jet as he walks past.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jet shrugs. “Let's hope it works.”
He says with an unsure voice.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZm1e3xXzntubkiw8rREgsMac5qAdnQJyUCcRtPby7k2lbUo2WGGV0O1TXiVxWB9qicQ7WJ7YtWRuMnpjaLaVm-rV1XAhlFOjJnKL1xy5g-dNzp_7uiJLnK4a8VTeR9kKuFlW1EJNwsUTN5ck_RRWXg-zrTZ_n16sXN7TvDQs2-lHV6mJ6YZ0NoKa5EA/s1024/Screenshot-552.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZm1e3xXzntubkiw8rREgsMac5qAdnQJyUCcRtPby7k2lbUo2WGGV0O1TXiVxWB9qicQ7WJ7YtWRuMnpjaLaVm-rV1XAhlFOjJnKL1xy5g-dNzp_7uiJLnK4a8VTeR9kKuFlW1EJNwsUTN5ck_RRWXg-zrTZ_n16sXN7TvDQs2-lHV6mJ6YZ0NoKa5EA/w640-h480/Screenshot-552.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He's over faster than they thought.
Also, Meghan ordered pizza.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiWhGtWHDY7ZyiDbZEl0evhr0Nf-nJ6qDzf-V4Ncr2qQqNSq3yP2tdVTyNJZQ8tKs7ZSndJ88sUZgg6Y-g3nbQsdIyqZjfaAOEHOxPdOwhc3klIAQvvakad1fvPwJ4NksXduSBsfHedzu1IbdX5MVH6PmGj4PCwuVrO-c_WvsfnVKrxWE3OjsFxHjMXA/s1024/Screenshot-556.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiWhGtWHDY7ZyiDbZEl0evhr0Nf-nJ6qDzf-V4Ncr2qQqNSq3yP2tdVTyNJZQ8tKs7ZSndJ88sUZgg6Y-g3nbQsdIyqZjfaAOEHOxPdOwhc3klIAQvvakad1fvPwJ4NksXduSBsfHedzu1IbdX5MVH6PmGj4PCwuVrO-c_WvsfnVKrxWE3OjsFxHjMXA/w640-h480/Screenshot-556.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And Dustin's making burgers. Nobody
communicates anymore.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ1iZ0vD0tVnQDQcE-dqcYBOLi-Rz5kK3COk8UcaOXSoPZSs5J_oEyMi0W_9PQTSoQCKKFXpk3IJVOa2bBCYWRPoogZ3GnxRKUar2Xeekh8HZpbmr0A8vRetx9EkZOwKszUl83XYG2gfyOXTkJCRevyYuByKG8VZAjXRtER2U3be2zkcBWEj31Kzydqg/s1024/Screenshot-553.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ1iZ0vD0tVnQDQcE-dqcYBOLi-Rz5kK3COk8UcaOXSoPZSs5J_oEyMi0W_9PQTSoQCKKFXpk3IJVOa2bBCYWRPoogZ3GnxRKUar2Xeekh8HZpbmr0A8vRetx9EkZOwKszUl83XYG2gfyOXTkJCRevyYuByKG8VZAjXRtER2U3be2zkcBWEj31Kzydqg/w640-h480/Screenshot-553.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Don't let him leave without talking
to me first,” Jet says.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“My plan is that he won't be leaving
for a while.” Jyo replies evenly.
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</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVQf3vH1C-RHLaciziA3TvwyEXXCRnHBO8U7FDTxcMfApELkpZ6Mtxg596kE2iwHULS7QvSiUQk-INOQL4jowcQSPiJ-ZgY4GiYGRV5aMPazNiCBTQ4g1ZaZAkRnNGYHiHL_eBvzMKrNKMcXSmDZ_r_dOfgMV9DpVzKKU_3PCEd-XSM6OqKnSg1sgP9w/s1024/Screenshot-559.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVQf3vH1C-RHLaciziA3TvwyEXXCRnHBO8U7FDTxcMfApELkpZ6Mtxg596kE2iwHULS7QvSiUQk-INOQL4jowcQSPiJ-ZgY4GiYGRV5aMPazNiCBTQ4g1ZaZAkRnNGYHiHL_eBvzMKrNKMcXSmDZ_r_dOfgMV9DpVzKKU_3PCEd-XSM6OqKnSg1sgP9w/w640-h480/Screenshot-559.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She greets him before he gets to the
door. “Nice cosmetics. Is that to fool your crew or the police?”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Good to see you too cousin.” He
snaps back cooly.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqgaRZCL5FOSUnppFqerEZ5gTaIp_vrXMfQASvsyek638oXur6VD9bTVA0qZogFUEcGQDPAogwkzDxMHZIu8tOths2WvkIW2R7aKmztrC0bnHZDfGxQ9z8fTizB_uw3Jp1Sbd7uT4T-JQvOTnRnWt71BEBcrSMVZaitaChceux00GyxdcF30_QiN8sIw/s1024/Screenshot-572.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqgaRZCL5FOSUnppFqerEZ5gTaIp_vrXMfQASvsyek638oXur6VD9bTVA0qZogFUEcGQDPAogwkzDxMHZIu8tOths2WvkIW2R7aKmztrC0bnHZDfGxQ9z8fTizB_uw3Jp1Sbd7uT4T-JQvOTnRnWt71BEBcrSMVZaitaChceux00GyxdcF30_QiN8sIw/w400-h300/Screenshot-572.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>So she cuts right down to it. “We
need your help, Ev. My parents are a mess and I'm on my way there. Is
there anyway you could stay with us for a while? My parents are in
way too deep to realize they aren't taking care of anything they're
supposed to, and Jet's becoming paranoid, I don't even want to run
and I can't sleep, living like this-”<div><br /><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixINe7ToV6rvtdXdJFwxg53vRWVEceSnUV-4x6b_OEpmKGaQlxjtwLt9nLgOT8fYrquFhsx6OmeYUSt9z4POm47uFwqfZPU3jbip2BdjMMB_sQpIee-CxCXRCOYlqr1AwPahTVj4rkR-2yxc7Q3htk_PpVRkp0UzkFlfm-dIEDV-XjGGKQK1tFYPhobA/s1024/Screenshot-573.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixINe7ToV6rvtdXdJFwxg53vRWVEceSnUV-4x6b_OEpmKGaQlxjtwLt9nLgOT8fYrquFhsx6OmeYUSt9z4POm47uFwqfZPU3jbip2BdjMMB_sQpIee-CxCXRCOYlqr1AwPahTVj4rkR-2yxc7Q3htk_PpVRkp0UzkFlfm-dIEDV-XjGGKQK1tFYPhobA/w640-h480/Screenshot-573.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Everet is not good at hiding his
feelings in this moment. He wants to be there for the family, but
he's been working undercover and taking on more and more police work,
investigating his own crew with his life on the line. He does not
consider himself a safe place for anyone right now. He cuts her off
mid-explanation. “Jyo, do you remember the discussion we had a long
time ago, about how I never get involved with anyone I can't walk
away from?”<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She nods, knowing exactly where he's
going with this. Hoping he will stop before she loses him. She can't afford to lose even small battles right now. Let alone connections to real people that she needs in her life.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg46M3ZunXUMu6d43j53ZIoVvTfUwLhk7NxRefiF8YTlhEeoIhG9YdJiqbY8GngwCH2T1WYdh0YrCS291Y4hB3TRQfSYBK5vK9SI2zpGmG8sMZKXVQFTgXPYk8mHQ0C-BMIF6Y2o1XVvKYhUFrmiM95raareuYzUluvoKx6dH1PpAR4doawrM8tFwuG-A/s1024/Screenshot-576.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg46M3ZunXUMu6d43j53ZIoVvTfUwLhk7NxRefiF8YTlhEeoIhG9YdJiqbY8GngwCH2T1WYdh0YrCS291Y4hB3TRQfSYBK5vK9SI2zpGmG8sMZKXVQFTgXPYk8mHQ0C-BMIF6Y2o1XVvKYhUFrmiM95raareuYzUluvoKx6dH1PpAR4doawrM8tFwuG-A/w640-h480/Screenshot-576.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Look, I know we've all seen brighter
days, but I can't hold things down here on my own anymore. It's hard
to ask for help.” Her plea is met with uncomfortable silence.
“W-wouldn't it also be good for you though?” She stammers. “You'd
have another safe house here, right? I don't think it's a bad thing
for you and Jet to be able to research together in one place, instead
of having to meet around town.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwfGElDiMK2mMMIUr7YVkN3hU64nuYMo-Hr5TkXx4sClHI4ND20wpDmyvGXx-3jg4doKU4qoAWrUH9x2EcfQQ732vI7CUL2w0m81zlt8e1f196B9ng2XBU0pbImWM5WTP7nMLD2fWN3c3IZdaEiEo5rmxw0QkmOxHprJCLmTkBDfmFnjqQ6veQpOpkMQ/s1024/Screenshot-579.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwfGElDiMK2mMMIUr7YVkN3hU64nuYMo-Hr5TkXx4sClHI4ND20wpDmyvGXx-3jg4doKU4qoAWrUH9x2EcfQQ732vI7CUL2w0m81zlt8e1f196B9ng2XBU0pbImWM5WTP7nMLD2fWN3c3IZdaEiEo5rmxw0QkmOxHprJCLmTkBDfmFnjqQ6veQpOpkMQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-579.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ajvCUhbIVoj46wdk5LYXa3CY3Zf9Hb52sGRwXGKBr9o9zB31RK2vXH9q2kkJam72KyZlHIUJxOxD4_-v4D-w9gjVr4qXFVi2nKHV64qychABbH0uR6L-Jpi8OkmvzKYw1MnRM2BGgIlcb8M9HMrfebBbyW4UBTLQwAiTdxhfGSnWmIZHDu6LwlXj3Q/s1024/Screenshot-582.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_ajvCUhbIVoj46wdk5LYXa3CY3Zf9Hb52sGRwXGKBr9o9zB31RK2vXH9q2kkJam72KyZlHIUJxOxD4_-v4D-w9gjVr4qXFVi2nKHV64qychABbH0uR6L-Jpi8OkmvzKYw1MnRM2BGgIlcb8M9HMrfebBbyW4UBTLQwAiTdxhfGSnWmIZHDu6LwlXj3Q/w640-h480/Screenshot-582.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She pleads with him, she reasons, she
cajoles. Eventually, despite all the circumstances, she begins to see
she is wearing him down.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlDAAoWjoXeMHHpuxGmAr6ZJyROwCJe0ujVRL91aBZzFLrHoDDaN2u4OB0aWC5sze79ucCQ3RCQCK3W1bs1wt2pwF2MshPWZkg0XMrGlGSvn0hBpJwC5_MvhEgBJnnGiumG00NcYaEQuK7H5S8IMy4TxAylntYSH1rcz77haJBNBwRPmK53p_sXSgzKQ/s1024/Screenshot-587.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlDAAoWjoXeMHHpuxGmAr6ZJyROwCJe0ujVRL91aBZzFLrHoDDaN2u4OB0aWC5sze79ucCQ3RCQCK3W1bs1wt2pwF2MshPWZkg0XMrGlGSvn0hBpJwC5_MvhEgBJnnGiumG00NcYaEQuK7H5S8IMy4TxAylntYSH1rcz77haJBNBwRPmK53p_sXSgzKQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-587.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>“You could, help me sleep.” She
finishes weakly. “I can't sleep alone anymore, and Leila is too old
to make it up onto the bed...”<p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“You want me to come over and
sleep... where?” He asks, perplexed.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She doesn't want to say it out loud, so
she rushes the ending. “Uhh.. In bed... next to me,
likeasleepover.”
</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Like a sleepover.” He repeats.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCkyX8Il82e1kSqQArqJibp2cbUEA5HEA5h0RL5HSmqtL0D4HEDYmMnInY_5F5b3zCM3uMSX0xEGJZoOnjlzHVvs5acCubilOS0RLr77iIRrH0q0KIbnhVFUCPMhxmoiQzp4Z83B7lBfs5LrBWEsHdA-l2yLaZxcZ-hJmRv3DzC0gsbn_iXDN1D9fBgg/s1024/Screenshot-591.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCkyX8Il82e1kSqQArqJibp2cbUEA5HEA5h0RL5HSmqtL0D4HEDYmMnInY_5F5b3zCM3uMSX0xEGJZoOnjlzHVvs5acCubilOS0RLr77iIRrH0q0KIbnhVFUCPMhxmoiQzp4Z83B7lBfs5LrBWEsHdA-l2yLaZxcZ-hJmRv3DzC0gsbn_iXDN1D9fBgg/w640-h480/Screenshot-591.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“You do know we're all grown up now.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMC25frrLHUCAxWzi-WjhSakokCFszTU-PgxetQ8DGEnh3H1t9sRGCDFZhAO8lvR9Cd_kA_ene-Fz_zJjmUXPJfOgtB8d8WuTT_KDWcl16GlbT3D2JxrZY1Z68sm4jgsAUGBIjCr7eh6si65SdIFrbGUoajt91exof6K_f8xESLBCauhrM8-C5ehzTEA/s1024/Screenshot-599.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMC25frrLHUCAxWzi-WjhSakokCFszTU-PgxetQ8DGEnh3H1t9sRGCDFZhAO8lvR9Cd_kA_ene-Fz_zJjmUXPJfOgtB8d8WuTT_KDWcl16GlbT3D2JxrZY1Z68sm4jgsAUGBIjCr7eh6si65SdIFrbGUoajt91exof6K_f8xESLBCauhrM8-C5ehzTEA/w640-h480/Screenshot-599.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“With grown up problems,” she says
quietly, to her feet.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7BFhqLLeiW_cFDZnNB-ztRaS92N_P-wDaZbQXG29qxKs9EKBXb1HiZeAZUBZqGHiWOfSFDhvWWuaRn5gaaE8gSEF6TnwcES_YmugYFsu-RTSNYwpyVxg9GhvPXq9lcgzx9HeBG0Kqm2vCwSt76ku9nblu1eNt9qrCXsGIZzAjYIBtzPSwN0fvypxFwA/s1024/Screenshot-595.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7BFhqLLeiW_cFDZnNB-ztRaS92N_P-wDaZbQXG29qxKs9EKBXb1HiZeAZUBZqGHiWOfSFDhvWWuaRn5gaaE8gSEF6TnwcES_YmugYFsu-RTSNYwpyVxg9GhvPXq9lcgzx9HeBG0Kqm2vCwSt76ku9nblu1eNt9qrCXsGIZzAjYIBtzPSwN0fvypxFwA/w640-h480/Screenshot-595.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“You could be like my new puppy dog.
I promise I won't bother you or interfere with your work in any way.
I just, could use the comfort if you stuck around a bit.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixIhLmdYVfW3tlPcym8zEDkC_Bc0m6JGnYrBbUwRPJzvG-y2BJsD8ThSOFkEHtx_ulHM_35o9BONuwgcnQvZQFRXy7L00OfNdxEhXRaoM1PGU5IKsyhKd9RC9eRADnlOqzz0zyIJzbBsZfkYuvdm0VrhjpxORAPnpOT-VuskYOFX8jotEjhAODR_EcKQ/s1024/Screenshot-597.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixIhLmdYVfW3tlPcym8zEDkC_Bc0m6JGnYrBbUwRPJzvG-y2BJsD8ThSOFkEHtx_ulHM_35o9BONuwgcnQvZQFRXy7L00OfNdxEhXRaoM1PGU5IKsyhKd9RC9eRADnlOqzz0zyIJzbBsZfkYuvdm0VrhjpxORAPnpOT-VuskYOFX8jotEjhAODR_EcKQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-597.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Finally, he lets out a long breath and
cracks a rueful smile. “I guess a sleepover from time to time isn't
too bad. As long as I can bring Wiggles.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti nods but falls silent in shock.
<i>He still has his imaginary friend?!</i> “Uhh, sure Wiggles or
whoever you trust, they're always welcome.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTHu0MB2dmTbOR5zgodn5y_c4R7HZUSD0uFcA8SQLLg9_rZxuu0NYGrFaQh7QZvdF7iChXxXmQjzItHkpYw1jKzgj82m3zmh41DuHX-XO5ahSD-K5sESmt8nbPKhdNzr_KqhXtI9XqAk2zL_ttK3Zau6UIz17D8s6frehsDr7Ma9uO2_defVkD1qK8OQ/s1024/Screenshot-605.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTHu0MB2dmTbOR5zgodn5y_c4R7HZUSD0uFcA8SQLLg9_rZxuu0NYGrFaQh7QZvdF7iChXxXmQjzItHkpYw1jKzgj82m3zmh41DuHX-XO5ahSD-K5sESmt8nbPKhdNzr_KqhXtI9XqAk2zL_ttK3Zau6UIz17D8s6frehsDr7Ma9uO2_defVkD1qK8OQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-605.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Thanks, Everet, I really appreciate
this.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Sure, sure.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJ8cghFuJI5Cg4nHV3-omxdwfIJnb4Pr_5yqQ3T6EwQzlIQiM5GaF0QYt0k8ToiwKBCzedGgGVCdv5XB1vzx4NL13x6IAZGlzpXnf45o1cQjtBkTJc2ydsmE9qCHP75GYnO5NrSY2gHCNuoTryQUzqrrkzq7eYcERI44pWYElzUYIY964nSxuRrdDAQ/s1024/Screenshot-615.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLJ8cghFuJI5Cg4nHV3-omxdwfIJnb4Pr_5yqQ3T6EwQzlIQiM5GaF0QYt0k8ToiwKBCzedGgGVCdv5XB1vzx4NL13x6IAZGlzpXnf45o1cQjtBkTJc2ydsmE9qCHP75GYnO5NrSY2gHCNuoTryQUzqrrkzq7eYcERI44pWYElzUYIY964nSxuRrdDAQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-615.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meghan was not herself when Everet
entered and stared evilly at him for a long time when he walked in
the door.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3iDtRCDzp1bTrmEd0sF5ehmp4r0KHER2gOG-kigwOPRftIEauRZC0vv7AKe_vfW0FOTRaZfM2CiZbg16tc5Rpw7378m-h0qHPcP8A0IuJwaxV8jGZpvS75KvpK8__748E5B42gF3B5MsJq37ztdhGs4-1Ui8SXFj_1EObKLVmNLj-8PHtdcsgWfNGGQ/s1024/Screenshot-616.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3iDtRCDzp1bTrmEd0sF5ehmp4r0KHER2gOG-kigwOPRftIEauRZC0vv7AKe_vfW0FOTRaZfM2CiZbg16tc5Rpw7378m-h0qHPcP8A0IuJwaxV8jGZpvS75KvpK8__748E5B42gF3B5MsJq37ztdhGs4-1Ui8SXFj_1EObKLVmNLj-8PHtdcsgWfNGGQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-616.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>Jet just wanted to know who ordered the
pizza. Nobody responded, so he sneaks off with half the pie.<p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNBKQfFSzxOtdQS-zI7wP1bb6EvH-fI-Cj4t1zV1j77wDE5Z-0FBPf9kUz0CvPXuZFBOl40VJAXj6IBxqyojBpLVfjIA2UhDZV7XSlGUyQY1e2vtkdJK_87Cj4uydLT4IpioOyHPdBIjtW-uxbEUnsi-vezERm48gN6P9dQdaUI2KC_33tpSVRsQQoPA/s1024/Screenshot-622.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNBKQfFSzxOtdQS-zI7wP1bb6EvH-fI-Cj4t1zV1j77wDE5Z-0FBPf9kUz0CvPXuZFBOl40VJAXj6IBxqyojBpLVfjIA2UhDZV7XSlGUyQY1e2vtkdJK_87Cj4uydLT4IpioOyHPdBIjtW-uxbEUnsi-vezERm48gN6P9dQdaUI2KC_33tpSVRsQQoPA/w640-h480/Screenshot-622.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin falls into his old routine, with
no less finesse and hard work. What's hard for him right now, is to
be home. He tried that, and it didn't seem to help anyone feel better
any faster. He's got lawyers, he's got investigators, he's got... a
long road ahead of him. Element the Suspicious will still be able to
perform. And now, he'll be more suspicious than ever.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1OF1BEJ18JqQBr_jcu3YFAD3yphxdJcEkg-e8ayOX0XpQzYn-xqNbsqu3RMhqKerCOpjU6xlBOOcoROGdIZKWj67A1EatvzLctuWRtyiqEdHnU8diuT3_SmMFqWUH9grliORrRkSHhU_IOOxKFVh5q9mLMCag0iTeyj3xddhpfWIpIQgQp-_b7SRkPQ/s1024/Screenshot-625.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1OF1BEJ18JqQBr_jcu3YFAD3yphxdJcEkg-e8ayOX0XpQzYn-xqNbsqu3RMhqKerCOpjU6xlBOOcoROGdIZKWj67A1EatvzLctuWRtyiqEdHnU8diuT3_SmMFqWUH9grliORrRkSHhU_IOOxKFVh5q9mLMCag0iTeyj3xddhpfWIpIQgQp-_b7SRkPQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-625.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">All that stuff about the corruption in
the town, was it really true that it went beyond the entertainment
industry here like Jet and Everet seem to suspect? He knows about
their project, but he's not convinced. One thing is true now though,
people in Starlight seem a whole lot less safe than when he was
younger and carving out a life for himself and his family.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFw5WSxo5FErOMqqhRXcKXZhLc_fKOzM9CsQ353jouHR5Xer3EEkeCOoBFhvuA35GGF5n0bURrHRf-y226LedkoqZCEhTVa9a0p3y1KhtiPEW8vy3yhxvAukn_ZxiqoRrayTXAu_Nje9TbNHCMdGrD0DpSRyK9w_xntOiAx-zfap6AbxwjL3v3hGLMyA/s1024/Screenshot-630.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFw5WSxo5FErOMqqhRXcKXZhLc_fKOzM9CsQ353jouHR5Xer3EEkeCOoBFhvuA35GGF5n0bURrHRf-y226LedkoqZCEhTVa9a0p3y1KhtiPEW8vy3yhxvAukn_ZxiqoRrayTXAu_Nje9TbNHCMdGrD0DpSRyK9w_xntOiAx-zfap6AbxwjL3v3hGLMyA/w640-h480/Screenshot-630.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Even so this city, still seems to love
him.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFsrZMv1Cd_NA5OV7okBBJOPWRWAqWgwTg5ja6VF7kp0W5mcjmT4L63TaSE_6UtDflZARuHHzsg83YFpg_iOMNOv-efWY_-ZFHmKBjZJSdAe9bFsKo1p4vhmtellmOOIsIn-AtaGfoHAKbWjtt_kee73NV3E5OYD9ntam-g83waOE33xWdkWBA051HLw/s1024/Screenshot-668.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFsrZMv1Cd_NA5OV7okBBJOPWRWAqWgwTg5ja6VF7kp0W5mcjmT4L63TaSE_6UtDflZARuHHzsg83YFpg_iOMNOv-efWY_-ZFHmKBjZJSdAe9bFsKo1p4vhmtellmOOIsIn-AtaGfoHAKbWjtt_kee73NV3E5OYD9ntam-g83waOE33xWdkWBA051HLw/w640-h480/Screenshot-668.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As promised, Everet brings some brevity
to the house. Jyoti has someone to talk to who knows her well, and
even better, he's never felt at home in Starlight either. “It's
just not built for everyone.” He says of the city they both grew up
in. “When we get to the bottom of some of the things that go on
here, I'm going to move somewhere empty and start over. Make all my
wishes come true.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti sighs. “Starting over sounds
very nice.” She admits. “But Starlight is also a place that
Malcolm ...loved, despite his hard life here. I just don't know
anymore.” She tries to ignore the crack in her voice.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“You don't have to know
everything.”<br />“I don't know anything at all though?” She
challenges him and he rolls his eyes.
</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“So what? Just go do something that
feels natural to you for awhile.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwGx_xmjSaPf7c4jFPXQ_lnc4y2BfJ8m6PW6MOShKhtZ7VnBjyBtESlmkyJfNXK9UtOtya95H5qb_U4ou7zvNOUvvW6jLmBoJofD0UP4oFjQvEGWqlQkNS9DoMhuFSRCxmRbUgFqLoGROPCwUqR7hJNl9A2T7j6tIRCTNVnLry97GDb9A6geUwIltNwA/s1024/Screenshot-670.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwGx_xmjSaPf7c4jFPXQ_lnc4y2BfJ8m6PW6MOShKhtZ7VnBjyBtESlmkyJfNXK9UtOtya95H5qb_U4ou7zvNOUvvW6jLmBoJofD0UP4oFjQvEGWqlQkNS9DoMhuFSRCxmRbUgFqLoGROPCwUqR7hJNl9A2T7j6tIRCTNVnLry97GDb9A6geUwIltNwA/w640-h480/Screenshot-670.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So she mixes some drinks for awhile.
They're not that great, so bartending is out.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwijUf7CKsMnJpfyrbSaRKaKHF2U8mW2HyLCat6OxUVwbG3ErK5rvAwLjVW0ZDdH_0-ts9UUVCPql1KfhzZDCE8fj5ax2oXhLxPf51p1SCCkg3G0R70zw3wPrHcO-BRibhMZ06lRTtBZAV57SKf39VhedVX_6ziRJsGbiZXqj8mns8O69Y_AnqpTK3NA/s1024/Screenshot-686.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwijUf7CKsMnJpfyrbSaRKaKHF2U8mW2HyLCat6OxUVwbG3ErK5rvAwLjVW0ZDdH_0-ts9UUVCPql1KfhzZDCE8fj5ax2oXhLxPf51p1SCCkg3G0R70zw3wPrHcO-BRibhMZ06lRTtBZAV57SKf39VhedVX_6ziRJsGbiZXqj8mns8O69Y_AnqpTK3NA/w640-h480/Screenshot-686.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then she passes out on the kitchen
floor.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir11ORdCW-RjRUW_Bm2m5VMI6CAq5xYQTlX4ZqdY_VCSPcPR2QOJcpuKEb7LvEWPk-uvtgfaM1FXzZVAdkhn4iyNcWW6GVeaEcxwhVJk7TCxoo0VO0dDOnF9q2rDFHIsEfY_pVfXGTwdQeJqr4Y31x_j7iySO6l-DZLqta3Upyq1ZM8anYyeo4FcbpCA/s1024/Screenshot-687.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir11ORdCW-RjRUW_Bm2m5VMI6CAq5xYQTlX4ZqdY_VCSPcPR2QOJcpuKEb7LvEWPk-uvtgfaM1FXzZVAdkhn4iyNcWW6GVeaEcxwhVJk7TCxoo0VO0dDOnF9q2rDFHIsEfY_pVfXGTwdQeJqr4Y31x_j7iySO6l-DZLqta3Upyq1ZM8anYyeo4FcbpCA/w640-h480/Screenshot-687.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>Dustin is home just in time to witness
this. “So, getting my daughter to become a drunken mess, was that
your idea of <i>staying a while to help straighten things out?!</i>”<p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Um, no- she made all of that for
herself. I don't really party much lately.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7OdrcwywVRVkV4UApr4Zd00TQ3lB1X3oTKOi3B0atlTgdhQxnGDVMMYnMpnMFT_O_FwyqJCUeJy2cEMUAZ2-alNbrSCkEDASpVTQ4tpDMEVasDyJ5c_1ef-wZiT67Ber390GOWH6OeoSdjyPPddWqkc8AL3FlLD2_jmlX_4EsY1lJzsv_tYf-7UYtFQ/s1024/Screenshot-689.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7OdrcwywVRVkV4UApr4Zd00TQ3lB1X3oTKOi3B0atlTgdhQxnGDVMMYnMpnMFT_O_FwyqJCUeJy2cEMUAZ2-alNbrSCkEDASpVTQ4tpDMEVasDyJ5c_1ef-wZiT67Ber390GOWH6OeoSdjyPPddWqkc8AL3FlLD2_jmlX_4EsY1lJzsv_tYf-7UYtFQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-689.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti pops right back up like a daisy,
slurring her words about not being drunk.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“You look really ill right now.”
Everet tries to convince her to slow down a bit.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Shu' up you old man.” She
grumbles.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9LkqNhvGUUf9AjamWeY_M4ryWanEe0QBBpSgz8E-4BQieNXx0JOU1p-mD04eydQDe81yWubTKNMY9WaCixA0p56xQHMlucE5g4Q8vo69hbPjfQaAG5cbusu3hE_p9n-Sw81TG3PVzt0tP2bZbdzStoA3553umLn9NhLI79Usz_wVFsRPWru5xFLUleg/s1024/Screenshot-693.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9LkqNhvGUUf9AjamWeY_M4ryWanEe0QBBpSgz8E-4BQieNXx0JOU1p-mD04eydQDe81yWubTKNMY9WaCixA0p56xQHMlucE5g4Q8vo69hbPjfQaAG5cbusu3hE_p9n-Sw81TG3PVzt0tP2bZbdzStoA3553umLn9NhLI79Usz_wVFsRPWru5xFLUleg/w640-h480/Screenshot-693.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin knows how to get his daughter
back to normal.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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the house already.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBtxvwZDJP1Rc6QrXxzYnWWnbSTNQgf__xO_IfQNjvgpkmPcOU4YQWX0R6499iI-xrdrmOWA58BnHrFdp-EVnOsDUABhZnSEa3St6Y9IcuPqm3Q1vXf8PQTRB1JfsMB2VV_YGse1q3U363YGuyGiMp7dyUGky1SO2d6RdE0Y27aTuAPQNUj346-58D4g/s1024/Screenshot-699.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBtxvwZDJP1Rc6QrXxzYnWWnbSTNQgf__xO_IfQNjvgpkmPcOU4YQWX0R6499iI-xrdrmOWA58BnHrFdp-EVnOsDUABhZnSEa3St6Y9IcuPqm3Q1vXf8PQTRB1JfsMB2VV_YGse1q3U363YGuyGiMp7dyUGky1SO2d6RdE0Y27aTuAPQNUj346-58D4g/w640-h480/Screenshot-699.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“That was so embarrassing...”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti laughs, she must still be a bit
drunk afterall. “I could swear you just said you were embarrassed.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisJqRJJyfcTLOf_8wGu3-YrDmBZt5Uw0TpCx86BjbqwCzO-Lfbpt0Slv81ca6VWawQVqhJO-CR0OZt2JXfHUbAuA1rRmRxB59iGLJAuNY4xoMxOSPH5n2bmerzCc_nzZOw-wLbveIJk7gTkZGlmsozV_46TltZF-qPa7-0tZXxFhyWHgcZw2_rlbAoPw/s1024/Screenshot-701.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisJqRJJyfcTLOf_8wGu3-YrDmBZt5Uw0TpCx86BjbqwCzO-Lfbpt0Slv81ca6VWawQVqhJO-CR0OZt2JXfHUbAuA1rRmRxB59iGLJAuNY4xoMxOSPH5n2bmerzCc_nzZOw-wLbveIJk7gTkZGlmsozV_46TltZF-qPa7-0tZXxFhyWHgcZw2_rlbAoPw/w640-h480/Screenshot-701.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Whatever. It's a cringe compilation
now.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJBXIibqn-A7rI0zWKxoN9H8YrZ5V15Xvsb9UO9BsUn8PyISpt5kpCUagd4cc3h9yxtUDKaVeJtfxzA_hA1lSwJPA5V4OloBcFRAjzrlnJACYVZcd34xdTtdo8390Enizl0wg0FSqZWSJJshWyHh8KDhJGtk3q2nM4m1GPUFipTVcKJ01UB-spJT36hA/s1024/Screenshot-702.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJBXIibqn-A7rI0zWKxoN9H8YrZ5V15Xvsb9UO9BsUn8PyISpt5kpCUagd4cc3h9yxtUDKaVeJtfxzA_hA1lSwJPA5V4OloBcFRAjzrlnJACYVZcd34xdTtdo8390Enizl0wg0FSqZWSJJshWyHh8KDhJGtk3q2nM4m1GPUFipTVcKJ01UB-spJT36hA/w640-h480/Screenshot-702.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Beautiful *chef's kiss*</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi27QJMI8TTpsA28Lropa59Ug46MMNkPXgOvMt8Ulr6NF8vuvdq9fj8PPNuMP-JCjkkh2nVJckH_CSxg7ULh2p2i8pS_ABwcaCsbm2hdce4a1ecI-dpj_iILqbtDpO1xK3MnORi9J96norn_Qb4jrdZuXZdgePOg-j8mG7dXuUgG2vA8dDoBNNtJkbODg/s1024/Screenshot-704.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi27QJMI8TTpsA28Lropa59Ug46MMNkPXgOvMt8Ulr6NF8vuvdq9fj8PPNuMP-JCjkkh2nVJckH_CSxg7ULh2p2i8pS_ABwcaCsbm2hdce4a1ecI-dpj_iILqbtDpO1xK3MnORi9J96norn_Qb4jrdZuXZdgePOg-j8mG7dXuUgG2vA8dDoBNNtJkbODg/w640-h480/Screenshot-704.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Here is Wiggles. He's creepy and I hate
him. Kicks out errors every three days for the last sim two decades.
I invited Everet over to handle this issue without just killing
Everet's actual best friend.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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dad's ghost.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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the Sparrow residence.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgY-pGFAS1zIzv0QfllHvVhmXt-ZBQvtpKR-r2_uStPs2eyVMeLkPJ6c7HiRmDizI321cL7mjfddFnddji-2I810jMv71d6-4AYw4KCAW_cONu9QaGWS-cDZ-Mtq-UL9Yh-iSWSMtWWCrrUmGPFiaSX78hfz44-0sxSKHK9rKZNI3g5kI-lSj9LiTBEQ/s1024/Screenshot-712.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgY-pGFAS1zIzv0QfllHvVhmXt-ZBQvtpKR-r2_uStPs2eyVMeLkPJ6c7HiRmDizI321cL7mjfddFnddji-2I810jMv71d6-4AYw4KCAW_cONu9QaGWS-cDZ-Mtq-UL9Yh-iSWSMtWWCrrUmGPFiaSX78hfz44-0sxSKHK9rKZNI3g5kI-lSj9LiTBEQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-712.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Let's make it worse.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Stop talking about my dead father,
you're making me sick.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Wiggles; “...”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ynPaGOFxVEOaKoc8v2eYvVFJeICVLw1WRxHgn8KbCMZN9ufwdD5L4o2xN4UnOHo6RhPfqFIzC4B5Xue69q-yld1_ICJ2xEx9dseymQEv6BtsS9VmJvxkTRDO7TzdIgkh13285BfUiTBr-k6KPnhZq3rhz5FM9SNUoLtsO-D-0A_ePZLMU36yse-2Dg/s1024/Screenshot-715.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ynPaGOFxVEOaKoc8v2eYvVFJeICVLw1WRxHgn8KbCMZN9ufwdD5L4o2xN4UnOHo6RhPfqFIzC4B5Xue69q-yld1_ICJ2xEx9dseymQEv6BtsS9VmJvxkTRDO7TzdIgkh13285BfUiTBr-k6KPnhZq3rhz5FM9SNUoLtsO-D-0A_ePZLMU36yse-2Dg/w640-h480/Screenshot-715.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meghan, still out of her mind, is way
downstairs failing her experiment.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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is destroyed in the process.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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actual trash.}</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Everet; This *sshole.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6uX81_aFfHYQ6FqfuI08hkWuR_4jd_XIPWv-Jsr2tzPWaqkLTO86EmV6t2J_QJRbHUuRFhXFa3ksR1ONzLsOZ9HZVuQkW7UUYRhJWvEozc_-Gd1lmvxwt-NVrHtFqNG1IXfP8Tfkvv8OhssJ17AYExrTSe0yGxbFQEfnmlgLjiMBQFnr1rWFvGJzFGg/s1024/Screenshot-720.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6uX81_aFfHYQ6FqfuI08hkWuR_4jd_XIPWv-Jsr2tzPWaqkLTO86EmV6t2J_QJRbHUuRFhXFa3ksR1ONzLsOZ9HZVuQkW7UUYRhJWvEozc_-Gd1lmvxwt-NVrHtFqNG1IXfP8Tfkvv8OhssJ17AYExrTSe0yGxbFQEfnmlgLjiMBQFnr1rWFvGJzFGg/w640-h480/Screenshot-720.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Would you quit laying into me? I was
on a stakeout, of course I need a shower!”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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forever, three seconds into being in this household.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX2u0YWoeXuzt6veMMBcCuSmzn6QPnclJC2RKSTlY8yCPbtkU9pHBn_Y8EfyGXrn4s-3BiMFvyY4SUBflS6kxPQrmZhkgZ_inSVbEr834kVZXJLv2Jab4zfKg3kMG2JXyax8ml5dI4yT2wDL8Egg2rRTsl8wjGuGMudmFX7cjDhR9jOC0cVCq6IRNhJA/s1024/Screenshot-725.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX2u0YWoeXuzt6veMMBcCuSmzn6QPnclJC2RKSTlY8yCPbtkU9pHBn_Y8EfyGXrn4s-3BiMFvyY4SUBflS6kxPQrmZhkgZ_inSVbEr834kVZXJLv2Jab4zfKg3kMG2JXyax8ml5dI4yT2wDL8Egg2rRTsl8wjGuGMudmFX7cjDhR9jOC0cVCq6IRNhJA/w640-h480/Screenshot-725.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Aww, just kidding, I could never be
angry at you, not really.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Okay, this is starting to look like a pretty
abusive relationship.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBlItFYkA2VPHVjjv8lkDjU8Xzd-vB57pVbMdjKRZfztthceYD890tbcOQj66sJa4XiNrD6PJgwX1c_aQ_KNBie3XP1RUETPnP6v8ohxFc_WUkENtrAYsSCmBXGWDxpbWuNSO5HiIS07PU_Bbz1HYktIGv-JbpzZ9zKTBLG9EHflWnGeDuNOtuOoMO1g/s1024/Screenshot-726.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBlItFYkA2VPHVjjv8lkDjU8Xzd-vB57pVbMdjKRZfztthceYD890tbcOQj66sJa4XiNrD6PJgwX1c_aQ_KNBie3XP1RUETPnP6v8ohxFc_WUkENtrAYsSCmBXGWDxpbWuNSO5HiIS07PU_Bbz1HYktIGv-JbpzZ9zKTBLG9EHflWnGeDuNOtuOoMO1g/w640-h480/Screenshot-726.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti runs over to cheer cousin Ev up
with a gift. It's probably a glass of nectar, lol (Okay no it was an
imaginary friend potion.)</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsIV8l1eC_QszCETTe0KXoijsBMKJ2vRzO1V7vhDrBopNCQPLMEFl-Bu1stygN6SntN4qTH-WJl58r5H9SL6CnSxAHyjYy1cyuIcOPc2EShODkTfdqNtTAG_-MJtrt5IPGtlO1UKIkeqKZHZ4ZeTSYSYYracgJF1BEszfqpIEOh6DRAQnkGv0n796Hqw/s1024/Screenshot-788.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsIV8l1eC_QszCETTe0KXoijsBMKJ2vRzO1V7vhDrBopNCQPLMEFl-Bu1stygN6SntN4qTH-WJl58r5H9SL6CnSxAHyjYy1cyuIcOPc2EShODkTfdqNtTAG_-MJtrt5IPGtlO1UKIkeqKZHZ4ZeTSYSYYracgJF1BEszfqpIEOh6DRAQnkGv0n796Hqw/w640-h480/Screenshot-788.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Wiggles comes to life looking like a
movie villain.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX3V9y9d87XEwtaw2ckDpqhTMmvJTlbAh-qCqzoIPi24ZY3LOFrlXnkhIhbl6aZiJucfQUxGJVOYPQzLa4H66YkfZSJNKRYdhSWfKLqiAIyswp5z4EE8EyxSX7H0AeZEZ7cGFCADQrWIoWKExQZpLM7ullYsAeHEW9I6hULVXTpiysj_p8-c40Dm2E2g/s1024/Screenshot-793.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX3V9y9d87XEwtaw2ckDpqhTMmvJTlbAh-qCqzoIPi24ZY3LOFrlXnkhIhbl6aZiJucfQUxGJVOYPQzLa4H66YkfZSJNKRYdhSWfKLqiAIyswp5z4EE8EyxSX7H0AeZEZ7cGFCADQrWIoWKExQZpLM7ullYsAeHEW9I6hULVXTpiysj_p8-c40Dm2E2g/w640-h480/Screenshot-793.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And Jyoti hears an actual voice
responding to her cousin behind her. </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>No efking way?! That thing was
alive?</i></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">...and just because her life can't get that much worse than it already is, she decides to join the military.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCGqoWEN3pRu2bz4Rr2XH7TxHq8f_Cl2CzfH7AoMMRwqQw8w2b2iBe33aziIPRFcgtAWQqNX0oJVuEiFGpUup2HFHZ-J8f-d25Odo-l6nERGbpX37OfoA4tZG_rJoFBbS4m19qOa7md617Y44lKSAX5GNSMUAxrZhMrePe2cCdX94-YOSYLCGDH-WPQ/s1024/Screenshot-838.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVCGqoWEN3pRu2bz4Rr2XH7TxHq8f_Cl2CzfH7AoMMRwqQw8w2b2iBe33aziIPRFcgtAWQqNX0oJVuEiFGpUup2HFHZ-J8f-d25Odo-l6nERGbpX37OfoA4tZG_rJoFBbS4m19qOa7md617Y44lKSAX5GNSMUAxrZhMrePe2cCdX94-YOSYLCGDH-WPQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-838.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">A week later she heads out one her first day of
work, in a light and refreshing rain, trying not to think too deeply about the things she is running away from. She's just going to get paid to run, for once.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5cUC6SaNcgc3-DzqGreDPVF6OFelZ4WcfxN2A_z9d7qWp01ZA0v8TJPfVsKI89U2nd4gK-7yNhk5hwHfl-i_jC4HLnf2wwZ-Ukakul-zg-n6gQ-5EdtIbk2KvGpwf7EDO5EgFOMdGpGPRtPBzEA_MkYPvI3grSkHf6TASAtrnUTO6ET3eP0WiqF5cHQ/s1024/Screenshot-840.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5cUC6SaNcgc3-DzqGreDPVF6OFelZ4WcfxN2A_z9d7qWp01ZA0v8TJPfVsKI89U2nd4gK-7yNhk5hwHfl-i_jC4HLnf2wwZ-Ukakul-zg-n6gQ-5EdtIbk2KvGpwf7EDO5EgFOMdGpGPRtPBzEA_MkYPvI3grSkHf6TASAtrnUTO6ET3eP0WiqF5cHQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-840.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">New beginnings ahead, ready or not.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin and Megan rolled for 2 kids, and had them already. I let them have a baby to fulfill all the crazy baby/ grandbaby wishes they kept having.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti rolled for one kid, and we can't have it here! (ahem) The story is not quite ready for that yet. Also, muh ROLLS.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">For those who are curious, here is what their kids would have looked like;</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPC2LeoqAh1BB7VJFxOs3PinBEGp697YAVkOPt52uJ9WxK8TVWTbAr6niCj93gm3eDUfMIB0il2h32DTB4OQvKC1py8kXX76IAlN60s6-kvvxi5MKXdltbUSF7BA6qhQ6uD8Njvr0sK60qNp9xtDoGI9lTcZVj3IUNKQOWWFXdZWPSy00sQJNnsJufQw/s1024/01Jiraya.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPC2LeoqAh1BB7VJFxOs3PinBEGp697YAVkOPt52uJ9WxK8TVWTbAr6niCj93gm3eDUfMIB0il2h32DTB4OQvKC1py8kXX76IAlN60s6-kvvxi5MKXdltbUSF7BA6qhQ6uD8Njvr0sK60qNp9xtDoGI9lTcZVj3IUNKQOWWFXdZWPSy00sQJNnsJufQw/w400-h300/01Jiraya.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Jiraiya means young thunder in Japanese. This kid will not be living up to his name in this blog. Or anywhere, he's a light skinned Jet clone, and does not count towards any rolls. I also just noticed (or just remembered and had forgotten earlier) That Jyoti means light, Jet means dark, and so light is sort of a theme in this generation's names. Dustin was the name of the stone in Thor's hammer/ blade or whatever 'Thor's Stone', and Meghan means Pearl- so their theme was precious gems.<p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGJTAotdY0tmZ56TkEb9hhCIwVdNCqs6AURIPP_9LlZ_rj4bg9rzKI0rfzGgaN0zae05FdVMaQNtwzLp8kLPSZEAUguc__JUrHbwGIyamy8U_MwLN_vz_6t4DyqiC6XcKlO4pAVeAAnpFV1NoAwwAcFJqo6Z-bpOasrOMZNmDtwQicjMhaIvwUhRanGA/s1024/01Emir.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGJTAotdY0tmZ56TkEb9hhCIwVdNCqs6AURIPP_9LlZ_rj4bg9rzKI0rfzGgaN0zae05FdVMaQNtwzLp8kLPSZEAUguc__JUrHbwGIyamy8U_MwLN_vz_6t4DyqiC6XcKlO4pAVeAAnpFV1NoAwwAcFJqo6Z-bpOasrOMZNmDtwQicjMhaIvwUhRanGA/w400-h300/01Emir.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Emir is named so I could call him Emir Meir. It sound like a meow and I can laugh at him. He will be showing up later. Emir means 'Commander, Prince' in Turkish. Meir (Malcolm's original townie last name) is unrelated, but happens to mean 'Giving Light' in Hebrew. Light-giving Prince' is a fitting name for someone who will save this blog in the future.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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is like putting in a sitcom laughtrack. I stand by my time-tested
methods.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It was super sweet how,once we'd invited Everet over to stay for a while (think of it like a 'gap year' for the challenge, lol) he and Jyoti immediately slept together in her bed and stayed that way the whole time. It was as if he was comforting her, which is perfect as I only had him and Wiggles move to settle the Wiggles being 'alive' problem and for story purposes. He'll be moving out again soon enough.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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</p></div>Frogsnackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09055887588288370476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723270837887974540.post-3561196286405925902022-06-23T11:24:00.007-07:002022-06-28T11:21:41.249-07:002.04 The Aftermath<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgq-rsZp1RK7tCQ5r2gN1IYH0FICcTOtfAlHA0jaVOJV2qcyNzA3VMHC7D8q5vlFM2I4c4uXY6ZnrGfsSGQB02Wdn8mqWr5k_huU2IPr-BL4WsLHX87z3_s0h_znUqyvkb0t0g2WATLmezxLUmB-qqJmCGa1XRbaDO3R_hjooqkeP_rYUJOtSZeLrH0AQ=s1024" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgq-rsZp1RK7tCQ5r2gN1IYH0FICcTOtfAlHA0jaVOJV2qcyNzA3VMHC7D8q5vlFM2I4c4uXY6ZnrGfsSGQB02Wdn8mqWr5k_huU2IPr-BL4WsLHX87z3_s0h_znUqyvkb0t0g2WATLmezxLUmB-qqJmCGa1XRbaDO3R_hjooqkeP_rYUJOtSZeLrH0AQ=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Malcolm is remembered immediately in
the local press as a hero who was given additional rank (that is,
something far above amateur) for his bravery (/moronic idiocy) at the scene in
fighting such an aggressive fire alone. His body was only
identifiable through DNA evidence, being that what should have been a
small fire raged uncontrollably through the open floor plan of the
newly built modern mansion. If Malcolm had known to pay more
attention to his surroundings, he would have realized that this type
of home made of plastic and polyurethane, with little to no natural
construction materials in sight, was only able to give a fleeing victim
3-4 minutes to make an exit and escape. The time he needed to fight
the fire alone had actually been up the moment he entered as the
drive to the Kirke home from the firehouse had eaten that lead time
and more.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Not that any of this information
matters much in the days after. Nor will it put him back where he
belongs.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti had a hard time processing <i>the incident</i>, and constantly found herself confusing reality with her imagination. She slept rarely but dreamed often, and spent several days in the fog of confusion. Only the changing weather outside proved to her that time was passing.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnOucfMuOAkGHY6v3MlcH8fqdaMiX1v-CaDpQYjVg6LdKFshpHtgkx8189rLxb018ktl1oRnnocO8zu6hK4cBdqdX5-DPwdWRV5v8srG7oDFpV7EV7zIkfsMFg4-Lk5xtXCm-QTt6UZDbO/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnOucfMuOAkGHY6v3MlcH8fqdaMiX1v-CaDpQYjVg6LdKFshpHtgkx8189rLxb018ktl1oRnnocO8zu6hK4cBdqdX5-DPwdWRV5v8srG7oDFpV7EV7zIkfsMFg4-Lk5xtXCm-QTt6UZDbO/w640-h480/image.png" width="640" /></a></div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's only when she's awake that her
life quickly becomes her greatest nightmare. She's not keeping track of days or times. She is also having trouble getting to her prenatal appointments on time. Her alarm goes off, her mom reminds her, her nurse has started sending her home with a hand written card.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It had taken her so long to give her
heart to him, and just recently she'd begun to gravitate to their new
marriage as the one path in her life she knew she was always going to
undertake. Even if she didn't know where they should be going, she
knew it would be okay because he was with her, and they would decide
all things together. Now, she stood alone and soon would have a
little one to guide, even though she had no idea where she was
supposed to be going, herself.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Did he know, that morning, that he
wouldn't be coming home? Jyoti knows him well enough, that he would
have gone out there anyway.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><span style="font-style: normal;">Well</span><i>,
knew</i> him.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">For some reason this thought makes her
so, so angry. That he would charge in carelessly and put it all on
the line even if he wasn't ready- just in case there were a few
meaningful seconds that could have saved someone else. What if those
were the last seconds that he had needed? And they had been. Smoke
inhalation, asphyxiation, all of those words didn't really mean
anything other than he waited a little too long and got in over his
head working so feverishly to not lose sight of his goals.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">If she hadn't told him
about their son, would he have been more careful, instead of desperate to succeed...?</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Just like the old days, Leila once
again begins to receive the majority of Jyoti's free time, and more affection
than ever. Jyo focuses on teaching her old dog anything and
everything that she can, openly conscious that her closest companion
since her youth is already older than her parents in relative age.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She desperately clings to what she can.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">On another topic, it appears that
Dustin has been reading this little blog.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Very nice work, I hadn't seen this one
yet, so thank you. I wonder what Meghan is doing.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>...seriously?!</i></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This isn't really a nightly occurrence
for her, anymore. The family got rid of the giant space rocks around
this time too, and yet... Dustin must have just been waiting for this
to happen. Instead of in some way trying to help Meghan out of this
predicament, he has chosen to satirize it. Well played. This may just
be the greatest moment in this blog's history.<br /><br />
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You jack@ss.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Okay back to being sad.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Eww a ghost.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>Why do I feel like someone
incredibly hot walked through the room? I know it's not the new
butler, she's hideous.</i></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i><br /></i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It doesn't feel real. Malcolm's body
was too badly damaged for the family to come and identify him, so
even though he was the only firefighter that made it to the scene, it
wasn't until lab results came back that a positive identification was
made. After all of that, there wasn't really a way to say goodbye.
Jyoti moves about in slow motion, only going outside or getting up
when she realizes time has passed because she's hungry, or tired, or
the sun went down and the air is cold.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“At least we still have you, girl.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's silly to think that Leila won't be
going somewhere anytime soon. Jyo stocks up on ingredients for
holistic, home made dog food items to ensure that she can stay with
the Sparrows as long as possible.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's come out that Meghan is pregnant
at the same time as her daughter now, and after Malcolm's incident at
work there is a steady silence about the house, despite what should
be something to look forward to.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg3hYrFWoCMdKyeP--JR38CjnCuiOe_8kHmh60-NDQi1SCdywx_lpotNnck5BQ1Ys_f7w9nD5MlxSBi7XtszeTJqh7GrL1fE1b3OdAjdoW1a2UWtmnm58QZOrHuqQh-SC_q1E5mHs5GsZnAQyXiZiZeGRSCePOwPhxbgQRsdbVSJpfiPjrQ0TMnObjBHQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg3hYrFWoCMdKyeP--JR38CjnCuiOe_8kHmh60-NDQi1SCdywx_lpotNnck5BQ1Ys_f7w9nD5MlxSBi7XtszeTJqh7GrL1fE1b3OdAjdoW1a2UWtmnm58QZOrHuqQh-SC_q1E5mHs5GsZnAQyXiZiZeGRSCePOwPhxbgQRsdbVSJpfiPjrQ0TMnObjBHQ=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyo's wish for spaghetti and ice cream
together is turning Meghan's stomach right about now.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">At the very least, they grow closer
together in support for one anther and there is some comfort to be
found in part of the mourning process.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">For Jyoti though, she's still
pretending that Malcolm's away out of town for some work opportunity
and he's going to turn up at their doorstep any minute now.
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“No mom, I don't want to build a
nursery. The baby and I will be fine. I'll figure something out, I'm an adult."</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meghan is not surprised at the acid in
her daughter's voice. It's been there for several weeks now. “I
know you can handle things Jyo but you don't have to- and you can
worry about being self sufficient after the baby arrives, okay? You
and I are due so close together that we'll need to plan for it
anyways."</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“No, mom, I'm not going to just live
here with you and dad forever!”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Okay, sure honey...” She backs
down, too exhausted to argue over these little things. She's been
Meghan a lot more during this pregnancy than the others, and honestly
a lot of what she's going through is new to her again. On top of
that, her pregnancy is high risk so she plans on being induced a bit
early- matching up with a few days or so after Jyoti's given birth
and ensuring that there will be less complications for her. She bites
her lip, trying to hold the worries in. “Let us know what you need
and we'll get it for you.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti's eyes storm over and she walks
away angrily. Who she needs isn't here, so why would she ask for
anything at all?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meghan practices some breathing
exercises. She's going to need them soon.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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for most of the pregnancy. He doesn't press her or give her concerns
for her future, she gets teased as if everything were normal and
nothing is broken. On the days that she feels the floor falling out
from under her feet, she needs him the most.<p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Should she tell him that after the baby
is born, she wants to start over somewhere new? Would he understand
her need to get away from Starlight?</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In the end it's a decision she will
have to make alone, so she keeps it to herself until she is certain.
The desire to leave has always lingered, even before Malcolm <i>left
to go on that long trip</i>, but the desire to make something of
herself has not solidified into something worthwhile. What if she
leaves, then finds out her career path directs her right back to the
coast? Maybe she'll join Everet and become a new kind of good crime
boss, or something.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">All of her ideas are garbage.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“You don't have to know what you want
right now.” Her mom tells her pragmatically one day. She has
learned to keep her opinions to herself. “Just relax and rest as
much as you can. Take a vacation from your problems.”
</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyo shoots her a mom a sarcastic look.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin is invited as a guest Judge at
the annual Amateur Entertainers Fair.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He tries to tell himself that he was
this bad as a newbie himself, but it just can't be true.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The performer wisely tries to elevate
her performance by including her famous senior in the art of magic...</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And uses the wrong prop...</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Haha. You got it back.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And that's how stabbing the
establishment in the gut during a newbie's magic show became a
tradition in this city.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And, like magic, time passes.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jet's the kind of guy that doesn't know
he's a side character in someone else's storyline.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meghan and Jyo are both hyper-pregnant
at this point, so they're rolling wishes to do childish things. Also
half their clothes don't have preggo morphs.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“If I get more pink eggs does it mean
we're having a girl?” Dustin asks, down for any childish thing. His wife shrugs, sure her back is going to hate this idea later.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Days like this are a bright light in
the tension that's been in the house lately.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Even if some townie nobody's ever heard
of become lord of the dance.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Get out of here, old man.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin works a little bit to iron out
his own stress. Jet hides in his room most of the day writing or is out with his girlfriend, so Dustin is practically the only man in the house with two pregnant women. Even the butler and the dogs are all female.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The old venues sure have changed.
Nobody seems to want to watch magic much anymore. His big money comes
from out of town crowds at the larger places.
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He loyally puts the same work in
regardless.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhJahKBjypGQ80oJel7FB0sicvo4KmgybjUloT_TIJY3xU3-LSP7zSZ5UwLvgrdZFdxGT55enXCrcJi5zNB9hqZvdLxIzJN84EtcUXiil4uik1O-tQGI9PXhSUflHDOB1AS640iQ7EwFkLwmiU4HwNxBEcmWTuikIEzmquD_fMEvw0OzLXd26CfAxNqhQ" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhJahKBjypGQ80oJel7FB0sicvo4KmgybjUloT_TIJY3xU3-LSP7zSZ5UwLvgrdZFdxGT55enXCrcJi5zNB9hqZvdLxIzJN84EtcUXiil4uik1O-tQGI9PXhSUflHDOB1AS640iQ7EwFkLwmiU4HwNxBEcmWTuikIEzmquD_fMEvw0OzLXd26CfAxNqhQ=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgzbBe5-vdL49jD0WBnfyQgrUl2aR_VHuuY1pOFn5f1cmYd0jiXDjk4srIlYZ8BExapTabcncTKqd6xYaZFiUakEzPTETf0KTRU9_tg9dul7YRkycu9UxoPTpnCOEnWDJsEBi1tPQW9VPuGrrKN-LB-T5b3nO-_oVpOsHLV7zohlT7XoHXLisZ1hTBAbg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgzbBe5-vdL49jD0WBnfyQgrUl2aR_VHuuY1pOFn5f1cmYd0jiXDjk4srIlYZ8BExapTabcncTKqd6xYaZFiUakEzPTETf0KTRU9_tg9dul7YRkycu9UxoPTpnCOEnWDJsEBi1tPQW9VPuGrrKN-LB-T5b3nO-_oVpOsHLV7zohlT7XoHXLisZ1hTBAbg=w640-h480" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0nkLwa4RF9uuDq6Aepx21AZXQHI6ZsRa-a8xpIWeH1_MbspyYybXBU-1elVc_-yEmMv0_mLNmlqPvAcnI2-qyvtqgwB-O64YAB_9C_tr61CQtJmiMtnwTVpwpl2w61ENH89PlD87aQ4Hp2Tf5dx6rf-XhRUFvwt5ip1dap3LKndS_QRgqjfZ1NuG2Tw/s1024/Screenshot-867.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0nkLwa4RF9uuDq6Aepx21AZXQHI6ZsRa-a8xpIWeH1_MbspyYybXBU-1elVc_-yEmMv0_mLNmlqPvAcnI2-qyvtqgwB-O64YAB_9C_tr61CQtJmiMtnwTVpwpl2w61ENH89PlD87aQ4Hp2Tf5dx6rf-XhRUFvwt5ip1dap3LKndS_QRgqjfZ1NuG2Tw/w640-h480/Screenshot-867.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Not dead. Okay, great!</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Apparently Jet has the good sense to know that now is not the time to be painting his mother however he likes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8AAPGs5ZU6BfgdubVB-niHOb6AgMd9yxCQhP5MvE34XYjZ2JHXV0j5lmxZCSR58WQ4xeCLOAWJ1xwgEhDdb7wCnVwqqmpZS7GZScs0ExkCZFvdmNI6Kh4r6pQdj9No8xTWLPh-UxBgkFeX2-TfnjY20Nv8YZpOe9jIc89gBeSdfs4ycpNFKgSVsSWMA/s1024/Screenshot-877.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8AAPGs5ZU6BfgdubVB-niHOb6AgMd9yxCQhP5MvE34XYjZ2JHXV0j5lmxZCSR58WQ4xeCLOAWJ1xwgEhDdb7wCnVwqqmpZS7GZScs0ExkCZFvdmNI6Kh4r6pQdj9No8xTWLPh-UxBgkFeX2-TfnjY20Nv8YZpOe9jIc89gBeSdfs4ycpNFKgSVsSWMA/w640-h480/Screenshot-877.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja5x-lh7RsMWkNc3QHeXL7DfVhO4sIyb41dEBcBdRM8dJY_pB8ih1AigRGpYyLzK-ocMCatfLpBMWQ5TQ2c-liIz7NyTjPm8sFn4OSrLSrkde3c2XxVm4QgRKfsgokvGWyY_i2C0L426ckTd6akc2k9WvKqQGohnS_CewxDQS1Df6dYvoMgdhN7nxvng/s1024/Screenshot-880.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja5x-lh7RsMWkNc3QHeXL7DfVhO4sIyb41dEBcBdRM8dJY_pB8ih1AigRGpYyLzK-ocMCatfLpBMWQ5TQ2c-liIz7NyTjPm8sFn4OSrLSrkde3c2XxVm4QgRKfsgokvGWyY_i2C0L426ckTd6akc2k9WvKqQGohnS_CewxDQS1Df6dYvoMgdhN7nxvng/w640-h480/Screenshot-880.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Leeets just ignore the clothes for a
second, and appreciate that they both just went
into labor at the SAME TIME.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">But the many things that should have
made this a happy occasion...</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In which I suck at being sad.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Can we just appreciate that Malcolm
showed up at the hospital even though he's no longer living with the
family? I've cheated him as a ghost for a few shots because it looks
cool, but he's alive in the town IRL. I've NEVER had an estranged
partner show up at the hospital when the baby is born.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Well this article on modern house fires
was a fascinating foray into fields of fatalities unfathomable
(yikes);
<a href="https://restorationmasterfinder.com/restoration/house-fire-in-modern-homes/">https://restorationmasterfinder.com/restoration/house-fire-in-modern-homes/</a></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Lots of things nobody really thinks
about that pose a risk in the nice, new open houses of more modern
developments.</p><br />Frogsnackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09055887588288370476noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723270837887974540.post-19135363024528866542021-04-30T09:29:00.004-07:002021-04-30T09:32:00.415-07:002.03 Maybe Babies<p> </p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">One last look before they can finally
head back home.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">China was nice...</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgngBBiysuaAKT0rXEcF7hUsdL4rs8_tnuI7ECnUEwfUYGDu-1mdW-EOKUnJW_ynkRGgzMUCYV8bfALZ1HpckPlPMRo6wh8JD3YdyYxtG2QcxTF4woxN7O_MRxKBWi_KWGoMHgfWHVEqCZd/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgngBBiysuaAKT0rXEcF7hUsdL4rs8_tnuI7ECnUEwfUYGDu-1mdW-EOKUnJW_ynkRGgzMUCYV8bfALZ1HpckPlPMRo6wh8JD3YdyYxtG2QcxTF4woxN7O_MRxKBWi_KWGoMHgfWHVEqCZd/w640-h480/Screenshot-1378.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibeeZmpBf283AeHEJruKgnFGeCbP_lq_4QAym99RbrFjxdtlYHuZBBjK1TvbUR4gBaoN0b18If79Ht-4yhIWJEpP9h2GF9NVC7GuPdpkVqgHKQgOayFO3b5Vh1kdl-Tk5C54A5YOl9bYNL/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibeeZmpBf283AeHEJruKgnFGeCbP_lq_4QAym99RbrFjxdtlYHuZBBjK1TvbUR4gBaoN0b18If79Ht-4yhIWJEpP9h2GF9NVC7GuPdpkVqgHKQgOayFO3b5Vh1kdl-Tk5C54A5YOl9bYNL/w640-h480/Screenshot-1386.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The family got to reconnect...</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">What are you still doing here...</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Why are we still talking about this...</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCRJq1G2TxphInf6VdzI1MHqm2xmr9V7yefL15fQ0w9pd4e0rQDPiAJFnFThqHmhgqX65xBOSqU4fQ0YJclfPiJzLpPoSyuvZojEdCAtUzQY_mehGsB1jNDuq_NFSVJU3btkXMaRZJpTBa/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCRJq1G2TxphInf6VdzI1MHqm2xmr9V7yefL15fQ0w9pd4e0rQDPiAJFnFThqHmhgqX65xBOSqU4fQ0YJclfPiJzLpPoSyuvZojEdCAtUzQY_mehGsB1jNDuq_NFSVJU3btkXMaRZJpTBa/w640-h480/Screenshot-1423.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">What do they put in the food here?</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4-lssyy3jADnDohOAxykvyIako-7UYzIF48m6736Tdu7V-NlZJIfSCyVJoDFckJ3QPYJPRCo9nuhV-VjxELGEm32BbZXqyyC7c5Yz03Bl1qD0zU24RvLzhwD58UZ6uawyg2FTmRCnkiyP/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4-lssyy3jADnDohOAxykvyIako-7UYzIF48m6736Tdu7V-NlZJIfSCyVJoDFckJ3QPYJPRCo9nuhV-VjxELGEm32BbZXqyyC7c5Yz03Bl1qD0zU24RvLzhwD58UZ6uawyg2FTmRCnkiyP/w640-h480/Screenshot-1425.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">At least somebody is getting some rest.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlf7Niw0PNz0fB6UpoIF6Jh82_4SeUyjtkKIeCE50aFWeTCAiuRyDlmmY1oc7yu6C8ah2s75fNp6BxFWZWefLEo0BYJNhN17pW_iCRnDcAm_1IWNjpSgSbxbMMOKbwM2ACbNZF3GH9e0Ly/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlf7Niw0PNz0fB6UpoIF6Jh82_4SeUyjtkKIeCE50aFWeTCAiuRyDlmmY1oc7yu6C8ah2s75fNp6BxFWZWefLEo0BYJNhN17pW_iCRnDcAm_1IWNjpSgSbxbMMOKbwM2ACbNZF3GH9e0Ly/w640-h480/Screenshot-1426.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin has got babies on the brain
lately. He wants babies with Meghan, he wants grandbabies, and he is
way too old to be having a midlife crisis.</p><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He's kind of tired of his wife's
flippant 'Who are you having them with?” remarks.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Her of course, only ever her...</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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all the time.<p></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Speaking of which, you two always get
along so well, so why are you not even sitting together?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There is a flurry of activity wherin
everyone attempts to fit their final fun in in the last few days
abroad.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Wait, Jet - you still have-</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">...your shoes on.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Whatever. Time for the namesake of this
blog to earn his keep.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This was not a vacation for fun after
all, but for work.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Probably. And nobody can tell a
visionary how to perform his greatest act.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Or what he should risk in the
accomplishment.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIHfg40GhlypP_TqhUBggiTmVkOeDB1hGKB4JC5jlmSkKC2nedvwSjmc1shex7DMztoBII8Vmy7JpvnbyAC4tp2-i0zcJEH313lCq9Y7b8v6fOLPxyouQ6BAlcfortqhD0kCoBVMrUGJTy/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIHfg40GhlypP_TqhUBggiTmVkOeDB1hGKB4JC5jlmSkKC2nedvwSjmc1shex7DMztoBII8Vmy7JpvnbyAC4tp2-i0zcJEH313lCq9Y7b8v6fOLPxyouQ6BAlcfortqhD0kCoBVMrUGJTy/w640-h480/Screenshot-1450.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Or who's terms it's going to be on.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin knows better than anyone.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's not going to be on anybody's terms
but his.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Oh Hullo Malcolm, how are you?</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Moths captured, ads produced, and a son-in-law gotten to kind of know. All in all a pretty good vacation that stretched on for sim weeks and was probably like 3 years long in sims life.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbqt8L_grbO3bl89WrGuUoAR6n8piJKjZSyxooFNsGV7vy42u_-ieEArWCoJ-VuBpXpKgUKiZsh462MZs6yS_pBvOVHF7fKTP7XmVygQZRvUqRnTLzeYwr-RTuECKXJyCof1YugTGt5Tbg/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbqt8L_grbO3bl89WrGuUoAR6n8piJKjZSyxooFNsGV7vy42u_-ieEArWCoJ-VuBpXpKgUKiZsh462MZs6yS_pBvOVHF7fKTP7XmVygQZRvUqRnTLzeYwr-RTuECKXJyCof1YugTGt5Tbg/w640-h480/Screenshot-1457.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin has, for the most part, finished
passing judgment on his daughter's choice of men. Like everyone of
Malcolm's age, he'll have to prove himself over time.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Having established his name so well
over his career, Dustin begins to use his moderate fortune to attempt a
few new business endeavors. More people than ever travel to Starlight
Shores to get in close with celebrity, glamour and the tropical
climate. Opening a resort seems like the perfect new focus for
him in what will soon be his twilight years.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Also, the watcher hasn't really done this in a while.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The family home, upon returning to
Starlight, is more crowded than ever. An expansion is put above the
garage to fulfill a long-held wish for an executive butler. Which was a terrible wish to fulfill, actually.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There maybe needs to be a regret system in this game where fulfilled wishes can be regretted, and reversed for more LTH points.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti's room gets a larger bed as
that's all she and Malcolm need for now. Jyo is still unsure about where she'd
like to live or what she wants to do, but she at last has someone to
sort this sort of thing out with. Malcolm as usual doesn't ask for
anything.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin's new resort is named Lazi, and has two
tiny VIP cottages. Dustin pays attention to every detail and builds
into it over the course of the next few seasons, eventually adding a little bit of everything so that it becomes a wedding venue with a small park and band stage.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It is still far from being finished,
but for an early retirement project, it's not off to a bad start.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The watcher gets a bit of OCD from the color of the rooftops not matching the stupid defaults. How many things will the mod community have to fix for you, EAXIS?!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It was starting to become evident that
Dustin was going to get his way about babies eventually. There were
several careless and juice-filled encounters between them on vacation as Dustin decided to take up more mixology.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZVaVcPbRe9Sruo6Lc_Zatf-NadPouWHudWLdgdDzwH2RvFlbqSMO-EhAo28Ez3erxWbDXlXaYmhmG2iXd9QpdUvhPnJaxAgxOHv3UBD8BwOOgwuss2bxf_HpuzoCejF5quEuGfIPN5Oc/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDZVaVcPbRe9Sruo6Lc_Zatf-NadPouWHudWLdgdDzwH2RvFlbqSMO-EhAo28Ez3erxWbDXlXaYmhmG2iXd9QpdUvhPnJaxAgxOHv3UBD8BwOOgwuss2bxf_HpuzoCejF5quEuGfIPN5Oc/w640-h480/Screenshot-192.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Dustin, y-you don't think we are,
right? I mean, I'm not- I wasn't expecting anything but I'm actually
a couple of days late?”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“It's probably stress.” He assures.
“I mean, I'd really be on board with having another little one
around, but I know we're getting up there. I can wait for one of our
kids to have grandchildren. I think I just regret... not spending
more time with Jyo and Jet. We didn't see them grow up because we
were always overworking ourselves. It wouldn't be fair to them to
have expectations for them because of it.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She raises her eyebrows. “How
pragmatic.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He runs his hands through his hair.
“Yeah. I know, I'm still an idiot. But you're this idiot's
family.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Is there a point to this?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Not really.” He grins. “But take
it easy for a little while until you're sure.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I can do that.” She smiles.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Nearby, Malcolm reflects on also being
this idiot's family. One of the most well known names in
entertainment is surprisingly humble with his loved ones at home.
He's quickly becoming the kind of person that Malcolm does not want
to disappoint.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As for starting a family of their own,
Jyoti and he are both willing to wait and also ready whenever it
might happen. Malcolm is determined that, regardless of the national
average income of most firemen, he will be able to provide a good
life for their family by working harder than anyone. This isn't about being a good husband and father to him, so much as the result of all the deadbeat parents he saw growing up in the poorer side of town. He just hope his dream can live up to the needs of his family.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyo is pretty certain the family will be growing sooner rather than later, but is unsure how to break the news.
Should she wait until he has a paying job? Won't that be a while?
And, she doesn't have a job at all. Should she go get one? Her
parents don't care now but it doesn't feel right to leave things like
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meanwhile, cardio.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRTSOSTRABgIH8iEO_xvVMTcpDB9YdzOjbUgmKpEn_PuMkUHJ9Dv8nE8miW9VtBZoKkjL8bVbRSBqMZW21sqdWYlIrwgQhYQgDjNF25Yp1KgZ05sm6Tgt84Fx_YACEy_GilsaXoaLxbPDf/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRTSOSTRABgIH8iEO_xvVMTcpDB9YdzOjbUgmKpEn_PuMkUHJ9Dv8nE8miW9VtBZoKkjL8bVbRSBqMZW21sqdWYlIrwgQhYQgDjNF25Yp1KgZ05sm6Tgt84Fx_YACEy_GilsaXoaLxbPDf/w640-h480/Screenshot-251.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And recipes.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And science.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Andrea wakes up in the middle of some
sort of cloning experiment. She knows enough about Meghan's work to
continue it, but more importantly, she hasn't been in control for
years. Before waking up again in China, she recalls Jyoti and Jet
were both much younger. Maybe Meghan missed some of her meds on
vacation?</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She's always had a soft spot for
Dustin, would Meghan be mad at her for deciding for them that they <i>should </i>have
another kid? It was going to make him so happy.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Eh, she'll come around to it. It'll be like magic.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Back to cloning this... cryptmoth, I
think?”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So, Dustin receives good news.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He gets to fix the dishwasher.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There are no sets tonight, so he can
spend hours upgrading it.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Everet and jet continue their research into the stranger dealings of the most prominent members of the Starlight Shores upper crust. Surprising no one, shady dealings are discovered going through Fine Fellows Hall by a SAG (Sim Actors Guild) member that has become a reliable informant to one of Everet's lieutenants.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Mayor is no longer the most influential individual who has been compromised by the criminal underground. Three prominent performers are added to the list. In a world where private investigators and paparazzi are everywhere, it becomes more and more difficult to get witnesses and informants to come forward. Do they need to consider some sort of witness protection or relocation program for those willing to speak out? </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jet begins to have doubts about what they are doing for the first time. What if all they found so far are little surface roots to this problem, and what if, below the surface, the criminal activity has run deep taproots and begun to entangle the whole of Starlight, becoming a part of the ecosystem in a way that can never be pulled out?</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0jn3VyyUgjxQvUo2JVPZc46rCJ44Fvmq7zPqxRh75vlA0u0ZCZsBfEuHBW2dRDH1gU0B0-a59Pk4DXwQrLGfHqv7zcQpyvPb8Satv8J8OdAnOFvtcfl3lqnMAYUxji75glVc1G1VbV5O-/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0jn3VyyUgjxQvUo2JVPZc46rCJ44Fvmq7zPqxRh75vlA0u0ZCZsBfEuHBW2dRDH1gU0B0-a59Pk4DXwQrLGfHqv7zcQpyvPb8Satv8J8OdAnOFvtcfl3lqnMAYUxji75glVc1G1VbV5O-/w640-h480/Screenshot-298.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Eugene, inappropriate jock having no concept of the gravity of current events, <i>would</i>
be haunting a glass of juice.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meanwhile Andrea lures Dustin away from
his engagements that week and takes advantage of being out more. The rodeo bar now has an actual rodeo in it so, bonus, as she's kind of a daredevil at heart.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It doesn't take any convincing for Dustin to upstage her though.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Predictable showoff that he is.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Eugene ruins another tender moment.
Your days on this blog are numbered, ghost.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7jiuuaINPsKyd87pZ2zYIWw0noqUp2TfLqpJcVPJSQlHxmNL42t5ZnqVFqgefyUmMSJXeZYMxlo4TPJfMUsdFBz-xiIm1epgfirquHUnMPDbecrpDVn_WhvdVo_u4ZhpOtWATQV1ytwJs/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7jiuuaINPsKyd87pZ2zYIWw0noqUp2TfLqpJcVPJSQlHxmNL42t5ZnqVFqgefyUmMSJXeZYMxlo4TPJfMUsdFBz-xiIm1epgfirquHUnMPDbecrpDVn_WhvdVo_u4ZhpOtWATQV1ytwJs/w640-h480/Screenshot-385.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti will have tell her husband soon
about her discovery, now that it's been confirmed. They've only been
married a few months, so hopefully he'll be more happy about the news
than worried. </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Posing resolutely always helps her to get a handle on something she's doesn't really feel ready to go do. So she stands like this for seven minutes first.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEaNCtQiPdL118efG343Jp6sQe1SqCX2IoMIPOVvM9KMJ7Bg62qoV5v6n82GszYLNoiCV3QdTgZhwj6qlDRAz1EBOsqfOJ60L3B_DlqRQuhuH2H1qUmsMlBL7YbKdM25rO7uCATm13jf7z/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEaNCtQiPdL118efG343Jp6sQe1SqCX2IoMIPOVvM9KMJ7Bg62qoV5v6n82GszYLNoiCV3QdTgZhwj6qlDRAz1EBOsqfOJ60L3B_DlqRQuhuH2H1qUmsMlBL7YbKdM25rO7uCATm13jf7z/w640-h480/Screenshot-395.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p>Andrea on the same night discovers that
she doesn't have to force Meghan's hand on the matter of having
another child.<p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She must've handled it on her own, back
in China.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><br /><p></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">But kind of gross for Meghan when she
comes back to her senses to find hay in all kinds of places.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Vys1J3u9DeM1XTDT_ZwTIy0tk0uO4W_zf9alhBrLWqNy_0zzBh1GXh9Ye8WF5z2vk0g8g2dbfI7mDFUfYWDkt6DJqcnK47dJS-ULahLPRIHVLm73ZFgHgznwRZr5qDvhya32S6TTZLYA/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Vys1J3u9DeM1XTDT_ZwTIy0tk0uO4W_zf9alhBrLWqNy_0zzBh1GXh9Ye8WF5z2vk0g8g2dbfI7mDFUfYWDkt6DJqcnK47dJS-ULahLPRIHVLm73ZFgHgznwRZr5qDvhya32S6TTZLYA/w640-h480/Screenshot-414.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The butler doesn't have much to do
other than clean up a bit, formal family meals are not really a thing
in this house and people keep wishing to make their own food. When they do want food from the butler, they never eat it and it rots in the fringe for the butler to clean up.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti is determined to learn more
dishes before she's got a little one to care for.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">But, apparently, pregnancy messes with
the mind.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She wakes up from an hours long nap and discovers
that somehow her father has managed to make the stove more than
fireproof. It stops cooking if nobody is in front of it for too long,
or something...?</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNtfWaB_P5fL1y91j6PlQQtpLYa2LNLiQPQWGC41x5smtJ1rJf2bCZM-Fi_Kh8mrhKbqLs0BtEwDBLnCai14mLaeSc1OpH2bJK__JpKue_lfUleVg8lfdUNgS7fliZyrTgn1WdjhDIXERK/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNtfWaB_P5fL1y91j6PlQQtpLYa2LNLiQPQWGC41x5smtJ1rJf2bCZM-Fi_Kh8mrhKbqLs0BtEwDBLnCai14mLaeSc1OpH2bJK__JpKue_lfUleVg8lfdUNgS7fliZyrTgn1WdjhDIXERK/w640-h480/Screenshot-430.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The food can't be saved, though.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyo is suddenly finding that she likes
wearing more floral, feminine clothes.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Malcolm finally knows they're expecting,</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUZhpUeQRhOg3v5nIJbs7xi7zlbneJ2eBX2-c0QpaX0txaKF87cltQ5OKUmF_bFADQJYdrToqUU_F4pBFl9ntJ0nP9b_3HM7jOcatTfCG7tuLX052JwAzSKTp45qWN_G_pGqhMHCTh2dTk/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUZhpUeQRhOg3v5nIJbs7xi7zlbneJ2eBX2-c0QpaX0txaKF87cltQ5OKUmF_bFADQJYdrToqUU_F4pBFl9ntJ0nP9b_3HM7jOcatTfCG7tuLX052JwAzSKTp45qWN_G_pGqhMHCTh2dTk/w640-h480/Screenshot-444.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And has managed to get a paid position
just in time.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Eager to prove himself, he works hard
to stay ahead of his coworkers and is in the best shape of his life.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He runs ahead of them, knowing they
will send other trucks behind. The address is in a large mansion in
an affluent part of the city.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He should have consulted someone with experience first though,
there is a reason they all dread going out to that address.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's not exactly a textbook house fire, but it is licking the
wallpaper and growing rapidly in a well ventilated hallway. Which seems like an odd place for a fire to start. Not that he's got a lot to compare it to.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvK51PKIHOG6DJxSyR4NRFtVwF2WbH-8MwS-U4xRd1iNijfRez5JihJeeIRTZjJfaGKoYGsdGRP9OOfVRv33kDIipojPxHxsG1o8G4cdCQFr6B-yNRn-9Zm0xepiNe6QVOKXQGaJhogIkB/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvK51PKIHOG6DJxSyR4NRFtVwF2WbH-8MwS-U4xRd1iNijfRez5JihJeeIRTZjJfaGKoYGsdGRP9OOfVRv33kDIipojPxHxsG1o8G4cdCQFr6B-yNRn-9Zm0xepiNe6QVOKXQGaJhogIkB/w640-h480/Screenshot-480.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaxVdbRrIqpidJUKW8soFhccwx2G5bC64nmZgQEgrcNIm-9sq9a8zL7ToTpeTv564evOGGHfz_l-kdWkXQqQBkMKIb0dOn3IvwZspjWKaUQsLYhT2MeaJCXNCW_YhlW5KWvRTd64ET0Fai/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaxVdbRrIqpidJUKW8soFhccwx2G5bC64nmZgQEgrcNIm-9sq9a8zL7ToTpeTv564evOGGHfz_l-kdWkXQqQBkMKIb0dOn3IvwZspjWKaUQsLYhT2MeaJCXNCW_YhlW5KWvRTd64ET0Fai/w640-h480/Screenshot-481.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He's only minutes into fighting it
before he realizes that backup should have been sent out already.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He also hasn't received the proper
equipment yet. He counts another minute before he'll have to get out
of the area to avoid the smoke.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Mv0C7sHs8VXWjv3V57H3WmbxuOXRw6mBCggD2J876tuQ1Jxt3sYvPrKkN61Bj3ZRtTLcHa6MMkIJe4MvukrUnup2r4TZgqP2KVZ9f9HU113iIg2GYd1WaeP1ybiKn9iRfAY6DC0JyJYO/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5Mv0C7sHs8VXWjv3V57H3WmbxuOXRw6mBCggD2J876tuQ1Jxt3sYvPrKkN61Bj3ZRtTLcHa6MMkIJe4MvukrUnup2r4TZgqP2KVZ9f9HU113iIg2GYd1WaeP1ybiKn9iRfAY6DC0JyJYO/w640-h480/Screenshot-499.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKgTcx5q1mipfidSWhOxIU07NYCwz9Y2Xvb0iGimFh_TlBPrvOQyju91uNoHee9iqfSEQH-If96HO1jSCHgoGc0DqOsfWXKR_HFmeEQk-u2qGinMqz2VRA4i2FplICZeVQRp2_vGrrtas/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKgTcx5q1mipfidSWhOxIU07NYCwz9Y2Xvb0iGimFh_TlBPrvOQyju91uNoHee9iqfSEQH-If96HO1jSCHgoGc0DqOsfWXKR_HFmeEQk-u2qGinMqz2VRA4i2FplICZeVQRp2_vGrrtas/w640-h480/Screenshot-500.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then he counts more than that minute,
sure he can get it out in time.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoaYoK_54HBvpJKlBdu5Km4bT2zqBzu7HzRqGCaA6lerCMdjtUa7O-i7wA_M_KiNoOIJoHWWyenzmOIQtVpuvSDoxn5xtaLIJwBPQYBL60No-r2NqWRJDRN8HdqV3nA3kgOmtmjL6t3Gyn/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoaYoK_54HBvpJKlBdu5Km4bT2zqBzu7HzRqGCaA6lerCMdjtUa7O-i7wA_M_KiNoOIJoHWWyenzmOIQtVpuvSDoxn5xtaLIJwBPQYBL60No-r2NqWRJDRN8HdqV3nA3kgOmtmjL6t3Gyn/w640-h480/Screenshot-501.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He knows his limit, and he's at it, but
so is the fire. In just a couple more seconds...</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_sNgDjS9HHnFTvMrwusmMVKU8RdDh0h_2xo4ds0qugLXFGKAbdlCpP5Gz8HK8HAwV2lTl_CE7yT1tCtGMPIqKNaRThhPqM8fRJ-lazXGIOHzrZXPYYR_9b3zCj6dM2DQ2679OPbU6l1z/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5_sNgDjS9HHnFTvMrwusmMVKU8RdDh0h_2xo4ds0qugLXFGKAbdlCpP5Gz8HK8HAwV2lTl_CE7yT1tCtGMPIqKNaRThhPqM8fRJ-lazXGIOHzrZXPYYR_9b3zCj6dM2DQ2679OPbU6l1z/w640-h480/Screenshot-512.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He sways and collapses just as the sting of
flames begins to drift out of the corners of his eyes, smoke covering everything he can see..</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Luckily or unluckily, the mansion is
home to a local nurse who works at the most respected hospital in the
city.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She pronounces him dead at the scene,
and takes care of all the relevant paperwork.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Yet another young man who died for the
sake of doing what he loved. The community of Starlight Shores will
barely be moved by this event.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">But for his family and those who care
the most, it'll become the most significant event in their lives.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Aaaaand, goodbye Malcolm, Jyo has rolled Single Parent!</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Etc...</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pFrMLRQIT_k">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pFrMLRQIT_k</a></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p></div>Frogsnackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09055887588288370476noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723270837887974540.post-17089176070872353832021-03-11T13:41:00.007-08:002021-03-11T16:02:27.943-08:002.02 All About It<p><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyRNtJQxfLm18uJ1YpLIihAb496gBQ-dpm0eeVqov6DyNQRXhPXVaa_OB7zmZqTpSNuViKFblBAsr6EuJ2LV2NEctQ201Zo68vF2k5b8ORBm8yzOKZD9QIlnEZgtLgHeUEUQofrDR1vEuq/s1024/Screenshot-850.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyRNtJQxfLm18uJ1YpLIihAb496gBQ-dpm0eeVqov6DyNQRXhPXVaa_OB7zmZqTpSNuViKFblBAsr6EuJ2LV2NEctQ201Zo68vF2k5b8ORBm8yzOKZD9QIlnEZgtLgHeUEUQofrDR1vEuq/w640-h480/Screenshot-850.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Malcolm soon finds that being Jyoti's
fiance changes things for him rapidly and dramatically. Despite the
menacing words hidden behind her father's smile a few days ago, he
now discovers he is being treated as if he had always been a part of
the Sparrow family, which includes being ordered to drop whatever he
was doing for the week so he could be whisked off to a faraway place
for graduation celebrations (and/or an early wedding present-
'whatever would get him there' were Dustin's exact words). He was
unable to refuse (and wouldn't dare stand up to her parents
regardless), so instead of heading right into orientation at the
Firehouse and working another full time day job and one part time at
the diner on the weekends after graduation, he finds himself on soil
most Asian, expected to relax and explore and enjoy himself.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He's also discovers that he has no idea
how to do that, or if he deserves it.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“This one's mine,” Andrea announces
as she looks over the board at the entrance to their home base
hostel. She chooses a piece of paper that's too worn to read any of
the words and grins at her husband.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin passes a faint look over the
blurred memo and nods slowly. “I was wondering why they'd bother leaving
something for you in such an obvious place.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Nobody else is going to bother
putting a note from a community bulletin board into alternating acid
and acetone solutions to reveal the locations written in proteins or
whatever underneath.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti chimes in for the first time
since they'd arrived. “I thought you were here to find a
<i>butterfly</i>.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I am, but this is a nearly extinct
species, so clearly my informant can't risk their involvement in my
research becoming known.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti rolls her eyes and shoots Malcolm
a look.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>Part of the Sparrow family</i>,
Malcolm wonders to himself, weighing the risks of keeping highly endangered bug secrets kept.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“What about yours, dad?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He smiles. “I can pick anything, I
just have to make sure my agent sends the crew to right place.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“So you don't have to do anything too
dangerous?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“So I'll have better shots if I
choose the most dangerous one.” He swipes a paper in red lettering
with warnings in several languages on it. Liiike this one.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Dustin- you know this isn't
something you can rehearse hundreds of times for two months beforehand
and trick your way out of at the end.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He waves his wife's concern away.
“Pfft. It's China, what's the worst that could happen?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Did you seriously just ASK me that
question?” Meghan's return prompts Jyo to take Malcolm off to the
side.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I don't think we'll be doing much
with them for a while. What would you like to do?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti discovers that Malcolm, though
muscly enough to illicit immediate commitment from her the other day,
is still woefully less athletic that she expects he needs to be in
his new job as he neglects cardio. So vacation begins with sports.
Because-why-not.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Nobody ends up finding out what Malcolm wanted to do because they all have their own plans for him.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jet simply ignores everyone after that
and breaks out his travel easel to capture things in a good light.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Apparently Dustin and Meghan's
disagreement has come to blows.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Finally the young couple have time to
discuss they way they plan on facing the future now that they know
they'll be together. Malcolm is worried that being a firefighter will
keep him from being able to spend enough time with her. Jyoti hasn't
brought it up, but it is dangerous work- she's so used to her father
risking his life just for the sake of others' entertainment, she
explains- at least he would be working to <i>save</i> lives and not
just get a rise out of people.
</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">But... when put like that...</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They decide that this time together
should not be wasted- and nobody should be able to tell them how or
when to get married. So rings are exchanged on the spot.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCcHf8PHIwCAuozGzQn8VpasiQf-tCVCvbmaApmZUBNJoZUIKZU7TlPu0ReGtn0ovU8lWDmThEZs4Au0roU6v1oF0N6W7yVu49F6HEJPyAwsZMbTfTDas44jzI96RxL-XA6pFzCNQp56yo/s1024/Screenshot-885.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCcHf8PHIwCAuozGzQn8VpasiQf-tCVCvbmaApmZUBNJoZUIKZU7TlPu0ReGtn0ovU8lWDmThEZs4Au0roU6v1oF0N6W7yVu49F6HEJPyAwsZMbTfTDas44jzI96RxL-XA6pFzCNQp56yo/s320/Screenshot-885.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Malcolm makes the kiss slow and
simmering, and when they break apart he whispers, “The only sight I
want to see here is you. Let's go exploring in our hotel room and
forget to leave to see a single clay soldier.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They D'aww in tandem for a moment.
Apparently (finally) on the same page with their feelings for each
other.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“This is something I didn't think
we'd get to be,” He admits. “The fact that you waited for me,
even when it was so hard for you makes me grateful.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“The fact that you kept working out
makes me want to touch every muscle on your body right now.” She
admits.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He thinks of all those hours she spends
jogging, and his mind flashes back to her long toned legs, stretched
out over his bed in relaxation that first night they spent at his
dad's place. He almost lost himself in being with her then, in
getting to kiss her, to touch her for the first time. It had been so
difficult to hold back and do the right thing once she was willingly
in his arms. The memory tugs at his mind. “When did you first
realize...”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She interrupts him with a boop on the
nose. “Shh. I'm daydreaming here. Unless you feel like making my
dreams a reality.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He takes her hand and kisses the back
of it, happy for a change of topic. “As you wish.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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intimacy part out of the way already</i>, Jet thinks, trying to
ignore the embarrassing display next to him. </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>I've been painting
for 2 ½ hours already</i>. </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Can't you guys get a room and out of
my daylight?”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So they do.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> And probably don't leave it for the
next twelve hours or so.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They can work out the details later.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Nice painting. I'm glad you worked all
day on that.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Aaaand China is glitched. This is why
we can't have nice things!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Little people/ midget sims when tho?</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglOQxlJHYARN91eFF5ywCledTkHC9KEKz3AU19eqKT427TiZJwhgydLtd95Y-3i7oZJIDlj8sxuFiK4UaoSUUFpwf-t7MywkQLL3zKsCANHRHiv8gcwap7e2jlgCdTYFpxtSnhpQhTaPbZ/s1024/Screenshot-960.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglOQxlJHYARN91eFF5ywCledTkHC9KEKz3AU19eqKT427TiZJwhgydLtd95Y-3i7oZJIDlj8sxuFiK4UaoSUUFpwf-t7MywkQLL3zKsCANHRHiv8gcwap7e2jlgCdTYFpxtSnhpQhTaPbZ/w640-h480/Screenshot-960.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">Yeah, yeah I know it's hot out. I'll get you out of here... but you just look so great that way!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4p_dIt08iGujmCMWKqBh-PoWYR7C3dWL226FbbLFiSaQ-lBM5ohwrWYufgBibKsLQPXLL_oVmMRfYYg_X7NJepJRDmlFqQwBpiYYu8n_px59F8E_bCCe7BwrgCFSvkz7qjwKmSrmL44nx/s1024/Screenshot-964.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4p_dIt08iGujmCMWKqBh-PoWYR7C3dWL226FbbLFiSaQ-lBM5ohwrWYufgBibKsLQPXLL_oVmMRfYYg_X7NJepJRDmlFqQwBpiYYu8n_px59F8E_bCCe7BwrgCFSvkz7qjwKmSrmL44nx/w640-h480/Screenshot-964.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;">Thus begins a 3x return to China and subsequent corruption of my game. I finally figure out a way to save it all, but you know, whatever happens here stays here, as the saying goes.</p><div><br /></div></div></div><p></p>
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several locals this time around (I think he loses 2-1 on this).</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFDnJnMtzgHZN19pyaIgNFUWr3kaufvUuDnnrcRzpR86tlmez6wx9LCFi5dn9dNvu2ZugRwaJznVDbd4vLWy5PwaB5U0yMSwih0mTPU6kLUoDL-NHLqnhOeC84oodv_sxFIs-pAiT321br/s1024/Screenshot-979.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFDnJnMtzgHZN19pyaIgNFUWr3kaufvUuDnnrcRzpR86tlmez6wx9LCFi5dn9dNvu2ZugRwaJznVDbd4vLWy5PwaB5U0yMSwih0mTPU6kLUoDL-NHLqnhOeC84oodv_sxFIs-pAiT321br/w640-h480/Screenshot-979.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jet remains a dedicated to honing his craft, and not going anywhere at all really.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I would also like to know why Darla is
here, slow dancing with you new husband.</p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggm_TuBe4SU22z2zFfrmThtClRPRu8GQSuyCZumrPQRHbK3gOSbLRHNhianYElZYhuNyVg8roYlxbj0uIpqIcWkUonohv8L-mbIAMgLmJfofyLD6aJ70iyJVZdAfATHdWoN9wEtqDdxr9/s1024/Screenshot-1015.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhggm_TuBe4SU22z2zFfrmThtClRPRu8GQSuyCZumrPQRHbK3gOSbLRHNhianYElZYhuNyVg8roYlxbj0uIpqIcWkUonohv8L-mbIAMgLmJfofyLD6aJ70iyJVZdAfATHdWoN9wEtqDdxr9/w640-h480/Screenshot-1015.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Yes. Bye-bye. Let's leave on friendly terms, thanks.</p></div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBLPRlpm9zTXK6QPu_MJJ7dh7L1vp3McselqnFn569hUd8KH6JFG_WrgzBkDMY1o6ihnnopr1m_JuHuBbH6GJJ7uhr03CfFQtjer4yy0M4oGyB9sGhx3vorsvNN27JCGUm3-NYiLgqGmL/s1024/Screenshot-1017.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBLPRlpm9zTXK6QPu_MJJ7dh7L1vp3McselqnFn569hUd8KH6JFG_WrgzBkDMY1o6ihnnopr1m_JuHuBbH6GJJ7uhr03CfFQtjer4yy0M4oGyB9sGhx3vorsvNN27JCGUm3-NYiLgqGmL/w640-h480/Screenshot-1017.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The place is dingy, so it gets a remodel. Which I regret doing as nothing gets saved.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTAg3oBnl09-z1D3NurOlvZsn9YiAVLmXcr_KAgMJ6R4Zo9X5kqd_mCONFjyWH6Z80eTyctuVfFwhAxkabNdogoW72w2OLtbG88SZqqvM1hfu_Zi5NAcnbebPVklmhmkaBoI6j3140Ff9g/s1024/Screenshot-1023.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTAg3oBnl09-z1D3NurOlvZsn9YiAVLmXcr_KAgMJ6R4Zo9X5kqd_mCONFjyWH6Z80eTyctuVfFwhAxkabNdogoW72w2OLtbG88SZqqvM1hfu_Zi5NAcnbebPVklmhmkaBoI6j3140Ff9g/w640-h480/Screenshot-1023.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3uf_VrS9xN1LT2PjMFQ7rOrRMeXvyr8AVEF6_XXyf2jsHvd1cKj7NEVTHCcUNnX5t9_G5SkIuPADjw35l0UlwZydpTqp01IWuPt8bhqV5Y820Ta7NRcuJaed9RcvIDc13dxQwPTFo0k-C/s1024/Screenshot-1029.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3uf_VrS9xN1LT2PjMFQ7rOrRMeXvyr8AVEF6_XXyf2jsHvd1cKj7NEVTHCcUNnX5t9_G5SkIuPADjw35l0UlwZydpTqp01IWuPt8bhqV5Y820Ta7NRcuJaed9RcvIDc13dxQwPTFo0k-C/w640-h480/Screenshot-1029.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Breakfast together is nice.</div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl0Yd-SnHryFoNyAJH_52lsKIchFo2CcTNEMo7XNEqzwnRK4IUpB8Pt4X6abTj8Ca-9eugH0bGzuVGBASsxcm7BDYtKXF9pTGaqz4xYnmUk72u6l_ZRdMkVwIh8-HkLJn-iXrlo8uSaLiN/s1024/Screenshot-1035.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl0Yd-SnHryFoNyAJH_52lsKIchFo2CcTNEMo7XNEqzwnRK4IUpB8Pt4X6abTj8Ca-9eugH0bGzuVGBASsxcm7BDYtKXF9pTGaqz4xYnmUk72u6l_ZRdMkVwIh8-HkLJn-iXrlo8uSaLiN/w640-h480/Screenshot-1035.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jet is tired of being dragged off wherever by his family. After this, he vows to just stay at home and write or paint there. Screw life experiences.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgitSYlitOVilbdR8XTOD3__BCqMy_94svEXNchuYtgk0k3LSaJ-JGRPQMp-ukHHEmz_yp7VaayEr6rBbBkLbUvd6rOuFXD1Xlgn-sqwa0hD0cFH-itZ1RQfWZ09z0OHBrgT4YauexKMYJv/s1024/Screenshot-1041.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgitSYlitOVilbdR8XTOD3__BCqMy_94svEXNchuYtgk0k3LSaJ-JGRPQMp-ukHHEmz_yp7VaayEr6rBbBkLbUvd6rOuFXD1Xlgn-sqwa0hD0cFH-itZ1RQfWZ09z0OHBrgT4YauexKMYJv/w640-h480/Screenshot-1041.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I'm not thinking this is an appropriate conversation for the whole family, so you'll just have to play it out in your head.</p></div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyJzgdT0V3OPFWPqG9Yni0Ezbqi2LLD3GAfQ2g6P86hGbU0f4vQWsH4FpkZJS9-ghm06OVDTp5shi3_1uERL86vfuYttZ5SnNTuYXA0oDmItuEF1LYf6aZmg8UYBm1rHC4hetu-l4CnaFo/s1024/Screenshot-1046.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyJzgdT0V3OPFWPqG9Yni0Ezbqi2LLD3GAfQ2g6P86hGbU0f4vQWsH4FpkZJS9-ghm06OVDTp5shi3_1uERL86vfuYttZ5SnNTuYXA0oDmItuEF1LYf6aZmg8UYBm1rHC4hetu-l4CnaFo/w640-h480/Screenshot-1046.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You only want one. Okay, I think we can do that. >_>;</p></div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg15kAyFSG2d94kpkfEyjSyZWPMTQWzLV0oOz0JB0QkLLntyjhPUSGHRvX5hwyPKQoIMSAcSelnqKYwWFVjY27Sjq98_I3g1K5OqeLcZZgF9NZH8EGOBF5bLLnk_d-uZuhO8h5qhWHWWGNt/s1024/Screenshot-1048.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg15kAyFSG2d94kpkfEyjSyZWPMTQWzLV0oOz0JB0QkLLntyjhPUSGHRvX5hwyPKQoIMSAcSelnqKYwWFVjY27Sjq98_I3g1K5OqeLcZZgF9NZH8EGOBF5bLLnk_d-uZuhO8h5qhWHWWGNt/w640-h480/Screenshot-1048.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jet gets weird vibes from the author. Well he should be, I'm in a weird mood and nothing is sacred as this save probably won't be not-corrupted.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRYdgQADiz26Vjt_jov37DWG4Y_JvyGi1J26gL2p2MYuN8BXUbVgb0NpN_aqOlO8vnZNZpmGhpwYk0B8-bku1WBzCchGJetmDuWwsYGHfS9afOQViOWodv6jsXR2SCSUODaLJqjAZQFV1z/s1024/Screenshot-1049.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRYdgQADiz26Vjt_jov37DWG4Y_JvyGi1J26gL2p2MYuN8BXUbVgb0NpN_aqOlO8vnZNZpmGhpwYk0B8-bku1WBzCchGJetmDuWwsYGHfS9afOQViOWodv6jsXR2SCSUODaLJqjAZQFV1z/w640-h480/Screenshot-1049.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><div>“Fine. Fine, I'll clean up the dishes as I'm the only one complaining about them. But this place is not fun.”</div><div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin nods.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Malcolm, are you enjoying your vacation honey?</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">(Maybe he's confused about his wife wearing her nighties in the common room).</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO14jr90tL9mOz4OSFXti40KjatDuByzYo2HbHaQEdqt34r_pkDM5OFtGlycmtzs9ddXooLl7R6pjuKcW7UQKwjLzdVIqUtbTiDnX_v4TlH5ew3qaHjrwLaMZt4GrwNJcn2PR8cgEgzpzQ/s1024/Screenshot-1050.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjO14jr90tL9mOz4OSFXti40KjatDuByzYo2HbHaQEdqt34r_pkDM5OFtGlycmtzs9ddXooLl7R6pjuKcW7UQKwjLzdVIqUtbTiDnX_v4TlH5ew3qaHjrwLaMZt4GrwNJcn2PR8cgEgzpzQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-1050.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Oh Hi dad. Didn't see you there.”</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;">:D</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Ea018_JOV_svPqTWA8SiTGoL_2Oh9mXDYtIfzOMFB5k6QEn3IRadAJG73xZcmef5NR7Q5HGP5NsAqyWjueS1vFe95DMkZTAmTIiQia92uWV-wV0El6nhOEGvnsHMUaYg3Bj9m6JkMpp5/s1024/Screenshot-1053.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3Ea018_JOV_svPqTWA8SiTGoL_2Oh9mXDYtIfzOMFB5k6QEn3IRadAJG73xZcmef5NR7Q5HGP5NsAqyWjueS1vFe95DMkZTAmTIiQia92uWV-wV0El6nhOEGvnsHMUaYg3Bj9m6JkMpp5/w640-h480/Screenshot-1053.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;">“Am I feeling sick from all of the smells?”</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;">“Yes. Yes you should probably go somewhere and have a nap.” Malcolm advises.</p></div></div></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGogRGl6iA7hT38n8T0QUjQt9yBqz1a2XQ-1WO50s6rkvwPbxYa1-KeZ6-Fff5AHJF1mSs1U5YqxkhgMZTuwyg6TeHtsNcb_wCQstM3BX4DRj8_e5d4r0_ydJvAph-Ipv_poIFmhbIclKV/s1024/Screenshot-1067.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGogRGl6iA7hT38n8T0QUjQt9yBqz1a2XQ-1WO50s6rkvwPbxYa1-KeZ6-Fff5AHJF1mSs1U5YqxkhgMZTuwyg6TeHtsNcb_wCQstM3BX4DRj8_e5d4r0_ydJvAph-Ipv_poIFmhbIclKV/w640-h480/Screenshot-1067.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Bachelor Party in China!</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">...one of those times when they weren't married yet.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6T_0ifADch61AbLXrhHruKQzcyXQwbcIbOaDu1cNeU3Vf0rNM2rK8YZYrq4FjeewxOuAWIZf-pBIrE2-_I9hkA9Wrw1dkPvxOr1yCfReBmrYdqbEDUy9__MldlNom8-_x64rPZSuu4-Zq/s1024/Screenshot-1054.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6T_0ifADch61AbLXrhHruKQzcyXQwbcIbOaDu1cNeU3Vf0rNM2rK8YZYrq4FjeewxOuAWIZf-pBIrE2-_I9hkA9Wrw1dkPvxOr1yCfReBmrYdqbEDUy9__MldlNom8-_x64rPZSuu4-Zq/w640-h480/Screenshot-1054.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfbfWXafZMv5V8K9dbP_kB2yFpqFrDuQMAGfGISbBp98idkm0XXptnoPyH9rNaL62AWJ4ANVm-M9oaTGZp5MVotSaeUhY0SClSruqTNzCtOKHDNs6lZUKAzDPj2MwfQc5xZi8ICGrsJOaE/s1024/Screenshot-1058.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfbfWXafZMv5V8K9dbP_kB2yFpqFrDuQMAGfGISbBp98idkm0XXptnoPyH9rNaL62AWJ4ANVm-M9oaTGZp5MVotSaeUhY0SClSruqTNzCtOKHDNs6lZUKAzDPj2MwfQc5xZi8ICGrsJOaE/w640-h480/Screenshot-1058.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p></div></div></div><p>It's customary to party out of cans, here. </p><p>Fresh fruit rots by the time it's carried up the thousands of stairs and into the facility. Probably.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcgkK8bOox-Y_gF4m4Vp7_HXc8XgDUGDENfa572tLHeF3Tsv8UXfp31l9PrDLIgJWIdBHQLYybW382e5XtWqcjKM0c5cHWZdS4vpjeZmleyfKTe0QWJTG4xOOP5ijvLStnQSII6_Y5xPXo/s1024/Screenshot-1061.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcgkK8bOox-Y_gF4m4Vp7_HXc8XgDUGDENfa572tLHeF3Tsv8UXfp31l9PrDLIgJWIdBHQLYybW382e5XtWqcjKM0c5cHWZdS4vpjeZmleyfKTe0QWJTG4xOOP5ijvLStnQSII6_Y5xPXo/w640-h480/Screenshot-1061.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Malcolm has no sense of style and I love it. Everything is likely second hand- although he's not frugal, he just is ignorant of things that don't matter to him.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgteMuvpUG5cb2RTfuPkl5DEs1VxoFYnwCsPPDFYRXcRVpNZptPAFI_1RCpI5VXgMQTuJ4hNfYiJPBEAFz15hgZmazOYoPghqzoXUQOiwDwODa94bHJMJBEwG6DsmiBgDMnC_8TiNQqIF75/s1024/Screenshot-1065.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgteMuvpUG5cb2RTfuPkl5DEs1VxoFYnwCsPPDFYRXcRVpNZptPAFI_1RCpI5VXgMQTuJ4hNfYiJPBEAFz15hgZmazOYoPghqzoXUQOiwDwODa94bHJMJBEwG6DsmiBgDMnC_8TiNQqIF75/w640-h480/Screenshot-1065.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI1W11ZZcaT_rrKKeNsatCLcr3WiyTYBPaMG0c6IBC_1dZ-5Hk4mTQHh3rWJnzspXf_ECCm6Moa8lOTitMr3qfUGITFK4H8mC-U1WG4sgf1lq75r_pEqRapdotuii8KSZ1E-SpNB91f9GE/s1024/Screenshot-1066.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI1W11ZZcaT_rrKKeNsatCLcr3WiyTYBPaMG0c6IBC_1dZ-5Hk4mTQHh3rWJnzspXf_ECCm6Moa8lOTitMr3qfUGITFK4H8mC-U1WG4sgf1lq75r_pEqRapdotuii8KSZ1E-SpNB91f9GE/w640-h480/Screenshot-1066.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCt-8hMOz5ib1FDsw3hNyUOiJOTSeTYTCHdZvK9zWWpP_GWHvYs91nEBHObBd69lXoD0K90ZUT3K-vO60Aw7XCf7eQMZYycxIutJjH1gncfDvZwDwSRDqC5FQYEmdAEUmAndSmMOLv32nz/s1024/Screenshot-1067.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCt-8hMOz5ib1FDsw3hNyUOiJOTSeTYTCHdZvK9zWWpP_GWHvYs91nEBHObBd69lXoD0K90ZUT3K-vO60Aw7XCf7eQMZYycxIutJjH1gncfDvZwDwSRDqC5FQYEmdAEUmAndSmMOLv32nz/w640-h480/Screenshot-1067.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-DOd-cM09RKKXQ5umhc75ueS_QFiLIJDMOMr9LaY3DPMqUgQ0b9QmwwiOtLMMDyTqU1EgiRLY2YWFIC_cOuDPPfl9Tu1hXQmLKlYFsZD4K2Nu_Vt99g5ZSbcebLgXHaIVvlQ8QwC4_BrI/s1024/Screenshot-1069.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-DOd-cM09RKKXQ5umhc75ueS_QFiLIJDMOMr9LaY3DPMqUgQ0b9QmwwiOtLMMDyTqU1EgiRLY2YWFIC_cOuDPPfl9Tu1hXQmLKlYFsZD4K2Nu_Vt99g5ZSbcebLgXHaIVvlQ8QwC4_BrI/w640-h480/Screenshot-1069.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“That's what you get for being so hot
for my daughter!”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">(or some other cringe-y pun).</p>
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Shaddup.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif1SHGJAiJKZq30PGSnxEzHjJO0FdLPW7Qce30fW99fXG21hpzNXKjm2nTCXBQsJIzEnv5a_-Rzokwe0twIF-95fTDD_1Y4FzJMzABKc_-YgyNrm-9YOSLMVMWxS4vkbFhVdPyOsqV-9V-/s1024/Screenshot-1112.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif1SHGJAiJKZq30PGSnxEzHjJO0FdLPW7Qce30fW99fXG21hpzNXKjm2nTCXBQsJIzEnv5a_-Rzokwe0twIF-95fTDD_1Y4FzJMzABKc_-YgyNrm-9YOSLMVMWxS4vkbFhVdPyOsqV-9V-/w640-h480/Screenshot-1112.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">(Why are we still here)</p><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF8pgMRJiKxRNMjrMk5slmpiucQAT-NQfDjI389dxBzgOuRTQgz8S1W-3caz4DbdBB3t3h7luYo5F2qAZW_YQYc21oXfklNfZS0v8GooiiOSnc46GNw9nSuRUg5SvH0aL021-FSEecNDtj/s1024/Screenshot-1113.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF8pgMRJiKxRNMjrMk5slmpiucQAT-NQfDjI389dxBzgOuRTQgz8S1W-3caz4DbdBB3t3h7luYo5F2qAZW_YQYc21oXfklNfZS0v8GooiiOSnc46GNw9nSuRUg5SvH0aL021-FSEecNDtj/w640-h480/Screenshot-1113.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">(Just to suffer ...every night)</p><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2onvGCrlBq2WyMVT5EJ49tTyZaeHeRlVmxgre_Iw_YDN8fu-W3T6eKLphi3ozuo2pRkubQZSn6AqUwQj4N3WsqmjAdVzbw4bKuVRs8OKdVZI5W_tmRxyTAvRRXP1RiEd_QNB87kqMiHXN/s1024/Screenshot-1116.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2onvGCrlBq2WyMVT5EJ49tTyZaeHeRlVmxgre_Iw_YDN8fu-W3T6eKLphi3ozuo2pRkubQZSn6AqUwQj4N3WsqmjAdVzbw4bKuVRs8OKdVZI5W_tmRxyTAvRRXP1RiEd_QNB87kqMiHXN/w640-h480/Screenshot-1116.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">(...even my fingers...)</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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We still haven't done anything about building a life together there.”</p><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigG-YP_kM575BYAlZ6DdVR3UZPWZXeAkLDNARpGyKxqAWf0x2v_HLAK6b-RAikUGKZbL0AUuwls6i7_8u36PT4RK-YJaR3tTN9hlkwbScRqYIZfOsiO1jJsRIzX2EDoFVLO3tYyjMVCar8/s1024/Screenshot-1204.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigG-YP_kM575BYAlZ6DdVR3UZPWZXeAkLDNARpGyKxqAWf0x2v_HLAK6b-RAikUGKZbL0AUuwls6i7_8u36PT4RK-YJaR3tTN9hlkwbScRqYIZfOsiO1jJsRIzX2EDoFVLO3tYyjMVCar8/w640-h480/Screenshot-1204.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>“Starlight? Sure, if you're sure that's where you want to be.”</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVFPq30qq7cLe2PurslmWSjU8n5ZwKkQJ-GjniGXyYTLqoq0TgYPDdOr4pQKUbT7bF7QySlYzxgLFgJuQW-DqOMmVupt7EMvyQb_OtoBin3ZVScpz0lzb0J9VxO_n_Rpn7MB9GYt0xHHjb/s1024/Screenshot-1205.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVFPq30qq7cLe2PurslmWSjU8n5ZwKkQJ-GjniGXyYTLqoq0TgYPDdOr4pQKUbT7bF7QySlYzxgLFgJuQW-DqOMmVupt7EMvyQb_OtoBin3ZVScpz0lzb0J9VxO_n_Rpn7MB9GYt0xHHjb/w640-h480/Screenshot-1205.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>She's too tired to hide her disdain for the place and somehow Malcolm finds that adorable. “We should probably get back and start living our lives in a meaningful way again.” He says noncommittally. </div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhunOLpg86bOMF4y2GdOaFdqrn06LJTOWjZ1F5TpT93AgQvecVAEIAQvg7NZUk1FZC7IItYiCCqlcvSS5Q16FWhy5_-LApkOTVrpzYjwppi5z7K_V9frQTvjXrD70D6_oJH3Oq1Ggho8HFg/s1024/Screenshot-1209.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhunOLpg86bOMF4y2GdOaFdqrn06LJTOWjZ1F5TpT93AgQvecVAEIAQvg7NZUk1FZC7IItYiCCqlcvSS5Q16FWhy5_-LApkOTVrpzYjwppi5z7K_V9frQTvjXrD70D6_oJH3Oq1Ggho8HFg/w640-h480/Screenshot-1209.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She reminds him they can find meaning wherever they are in the moment.</p><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzN48JPwRTiabMYVKVlOJ-e7T3AGRs2HzfjKRdaofAf6XV6h60Nt-wX1Jy9eD1xpLYJpCltucX1iaj6USjp8MXXQnEMy_y91M4rlLw6YeT2-O4bYSP9uaHR0a4DxB8AQUrBRdz86gwTHba/s1024/Screenshot-1261.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzN48JPwRTiabMYVKVlOJ-e7T3AGRs2HzfjKRdaofAf6XV6h60Nt-wX1Jy9eD1xpLYJpCltucX1iaj6USjp8MXXQnEMy_y91M4rlLw6YeT2-O4bYSP9uaHR0a4DxB8AQUrBRdz86gwTHba/w640-h480/Screenshot-1261.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And, new meanings can always be made.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They say that if you kiss your lover
beneath the maw of the Dragon Cave you will have a long lasting
relationship. That's probably a lie though.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We don't get to keep this painting...
when it disappears I decide to paint every painting possible in the
game (as many variants as I can of artistic, insane, virtuoso,
computer whiz, neurotic, genius and can't stand art- I didn't mess
with the grumpy/evil). I have a 40mb sims3 pack if anyone wants them.
So that took a game year in an alt save. I really wanted to keep the
one Jet made, though, so this was how I comforted myself.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTpJREKTXoQnHIMRUAZG6AJ1KWGEZrtaVQP0twOiNqcapI0DWb7m0Yu4TpJd6qD7g_oDgEWo2l5e8wR24t4qsw3xcmK8fF5iYGpecYWCG5ukJz7gv4bppZz9UAq3IKGqdEzH7KOJHh-uHT/s1024/Screenshot-182.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTpJREKTXoQnHIMRUAZG6AJ1KWGEZrtaVQP0twOiNqcapI0DWb7m0Yu4TpJd6qD7g_oDgEWo2l5e8wR24t4qsw3xcmK8fF5iYGpecYWCG5ukJz7gv4bppZz9UAq3IKGqdEzH7KOJHh-uHT/w640-h480/Screenshot-182.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is the moment I was clued in to Darla's 'wanting to become more than a human' nature.</p></div><div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsJFYOj-SyPhqHq2mlIr8GL848ObF1Ko2YgJX6uIn0KCkfn7MK6gTfbIrGYY5lnkvL8id9Akuwh5xLK95d-waIzpj-X-lluRzhlPo2NNQqRpa4O_95e8pHjkmEZWtohQ-fkbrqO_IpvCvQ/s1024/Screenshot-1332.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsJFYOj-SyPhqHq2mlIr8GL848ObF1Ko2YgJX6uIn0KCkfn7MK6gTfbIrGYY5lnkvL8id9Akuwh5xLK95d-waIzpj-X-lluRzhlPo2NNQqRpa4O_95e8pHjkmEZWtohQ-fkbrqO_IpvCvQ/w640-h480/Screenshot-1332.jpg" width="640" /></a></div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This was such a weird vacation.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Alright, who cares, time to zen back out.</p>
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</p></div>Frogsnackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09055887588288370476noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723270837887974540.post-79543267296640740892021-01-15T22:20:00.001-08:002021-01-15T22:23:10.316-08:002.01 After Tonight, the World.<p></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlK1PE49bWILIv7SGowlK0NAZmqmvujhQUqnxy0erVQ2huHZQkClA0TEAIjU04_3i5Lirm_Eazj5O0XiXhMQWD2qnlSk0hyWLjgCpnRu60U2BAeluh8kZRJe8kE56s1FRokE6248YrI0KF/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlK1PE49bWILIv7SGowlK0NAZmqmvujhQUqnxy0erVQ2huHZQkClA0TEAIjU04_3i5Lirm_Eazj5O0XiXhMQWD2qnlSk0hyWLjgCpnRu60U2BAeluh8kZRJe8kE56s1FRokE6248YrI0KF/w400-h300/Screenshot-476.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti watches the last party guest
retreat for the evening and feels the excitement of the future
singing in her veins. And possibly some nectar, there had definitely been some mixing going on.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiazUtc6QhfM_vbXNXIAqN5IUe4wRNl1tVsvlo_g4sSg1soyATeJJZ5fYY93dhkE9IcmCcbLw5b1-6pCA9AnYr6yymOG7zhJLl-ef1PuaJu7p6kIHbO78eqycaaf97SMMal9ePJ4OWYG0Xx/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiazUtc6QhfM_vbXNXIAqN5IUe4wRNl1tVsvlo_g4sSg1soyATeJJZ5fYY93dhkE9IcmCcbLw5b1-6pCA9AnYr6yymOG7zhJLl-ef1PuaJu7p6kIHbO78eqycaaf97SMMal9ePJ4OWYG0Xx/w640-h480/Screenshot-478.jpg" width="640" /></a></div></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She looks over the back yard and thinks
of all the times she felt nailed down here, grounded, wingless. For
all the hard work her parents had put in that made her want for
nothing, for all the exciting vacations and crazy times with friends,
from here on out things were going to be on her terms. Her life, her
pursuit of meaning. Her definitions.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">...maybe the gym needed a new
instructor for some sport? She could embrace her mild celebrity and
start a healthy lifestyle blog and become a workout model, a yoga
instructor... nothing sounded good right now, but as long as she was
not stuck at a desk 24/7, she would be happy.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRQOO5iOankp5Z-Qc2uGoBczmeue4MIqYQuFXBJLiz1WqxkTilFLh8j1ka_krPbQXo1cSm-D_2i8AfVgaoR1kxVFrZgiEhkvLxYy7t8O626YKVtpNUGjge-101K2npCKFQv4fipmd21-_/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYRQOO5iOankp5Z-Qc2uGoBczmeue4MIqYQuFXBJLiz1WqxkTilFLh8j1ka_krPbQXo1cSm-D_2i8AfVgaoR1kxVFrZgiEhkvLxYy7t8O626YKVtpNUGjge-101K2npCKFQv4fipmd21-_/w640-h480/Screenshot-483.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Lost in faraway thoughts, she sees a
glint of color out of the corner of her eye and sees someone
familiar. <i>Weird, I didn't see him come over.</i></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Did you just get here?” She asks
Loki.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I didn't want to go in, having
arrived so late.” Loki says with a wave.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She reaches out to shake his hand.
“It's late, but thanks for coming.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I wanted to congratulate you
properly.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She smiles and takes the offered
handshake. “Yeah. I got it. I wanted you to meet my parents, but
one of them is alreay in bed I think-”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Loki quickly shakes his head. “I
can't stay that long, actually.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She feels comfortable enough to tease
him a bit. “Don't tell me you're here checking me out because I'm
finally legal.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He sighs. “Not really, I've always
known what you were going to look like. Besides, I don't want to get
in your way. You've got a lot of important decisions to make soon and
we won't be seeing each other for a while.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She tilts her head. “Oh? More
visions?”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-T62wWlw9elLXynA8dJDKuRQ1GfjgbRD9Cs1E6bfAC7pTeuYFIxvHwV_zzWFbXQIRqT1SjEvl_QvuluxQ5u7wWH7iA3Fzpyod9wMVmM-qKeOhKQH_VYSFOiufhJbq9fbXKFMivQT6Ke9O/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-T62wWlw9elLXynA8dJDKuRQ1GfjgbRD9Cs1E6bfAC7pTeuYFIxvHwV_zzWFbXQIRqT1SjEvl_QvuluxQ5u7wWH7iA3Fzpyod9wMVmM-qKeOhKQH_VYSFOiufhJbq9fbXKFMivQT6Ke9O/w640-h480/Screenshot-505.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He looks away. “Not exactly. This is
more like the opposite of that. It seems that.... no matter how
things were going to go earlier between us there was going to be this
...void. As for my timeline, all I know is that you disappear from it
around now. I'm not sure why. I have to leave soon for an important
research project and when I return, you will be gone. I'm only sure
of that. Not the hows, and not the whys.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Oh.” Jyoti can't think of what to
say. Is she going to miss Loki, a little bit? Probably.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I wasn't a good presence in your
life.” He says quietly. “I was only interested in you because of
what might have been, not because you needed me, because I helped you
in any way.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">His normally agreeable voice is somber and Jyo starts to pay more attention. “You really wanted me to
leave with you, because you don't think you're going to see me
again.” The realization dawns.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">But Loki stands silently, looking over
her face. There is a softness on his features she isn't used to
seeing there.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Was the future you saw for us,
really that good?” Jyoti feels a little panicked. She's more than a little bit grateful that Malcolm can't see how close they are standing to one another. She can't avoid the feeling that
these kinds of conversations with Loki could really mess things up
for the two of them if she digs too deeply. But Loki's conviction
when he responds makes the question worth it. It's the first time
she's ever felt like he was being truly vulnerable.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“It was the best thing I'd ever
experienced.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“But- if that experience is not real,
and only one of many possibilities...” She says it without
thinking, and watches him grimace. “Sorry-”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He shakes his head. “No. It's
alright. My whole existence, my life and now this living ...state I'm
in, I've always been considered fortunate. My luck has blessed my
business endeavors, and I don't suffer from any ailment other than-
the obvious- but I've never had <i>warmth</i>. I didn't grow up in a happy
place like you have. I'm jealous a bit. But if one of us was going to
have a good future, I think it's better if it's you. I hope you'll be
happy, Jyo.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“So you're saying goodbye? There's
nothing after this?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I'm not sure. But just in case.
Let's say goodbye here.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti watches him for a while and
finally nods. “If that's what you want. You- you're a really
confusing person though, Loki.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He laughs. “I know. But if you take
nothing from this at all please remember one thing. Your first love,
you should never take it for granted. Live your life to the fullest
and have no regrets. Enjoy the things you have on your way to where you're going. And your parents, be good to them. They are
better people than you probably realize.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Ok...ay?” There was something
about the way he'd said that...</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Malcom had to work late, even though he
and Jyoti share the same birthday. He arrives to a brightly lit but
empty place after all of the guests have filed out and headed home.
This may be what he believes to be a suave entrance, being that the
second hand store had nice vests for a change.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Not impressed by this, the watcher
gives him a look that is a good deal less try-hard.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He is now suitable to go and scoop up
his girlfriend from the jaws of her girlhood stalker-crush.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Before they part, she has to know one final thing. "Loki? What do you... think of me, as
a person?”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyo isn't inside the house, and Leila's
not much help of finding her, being that all the dog seems able to
focus on is that new shoe smell.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Malcolm bends to take care of her pooch
for her while he waits to see if she's still home. For all he knows,
she decided to take a run first thing after her age up. He's excited
to to see her, it's been well over a month this time.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyo hasn't seen him come around. For
some reason she's overly curious about Loki now that she's
finally seeing him for who he may have been all along. His intuitive
'visions' may have derailed him, but he cared all along and those
dreams weren't meant to confuse her so much as it's becoming clear
that he was confused about several things himself.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“We all have a finite amount of time,
no matter what we think we'll have.” He says sanguinely. “So, I
want to make the most of mine. That's all. Isn't that why you're
always out running? You may be an adult now, but you're still too
young to have anything to be running away from. So it must be to
challenge yourself and set new goals, even if you've already outrun
everyone else in your age group.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She smiled a small smile. “It seems
so simple, but nobody really gets that, do they?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He grins back. “Nobody does.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Also I think you're brave and
hardworking. It's admirable, I meant to tell you that.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She blinks at the unexpected
compliment. “Thanks.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I mean it. Also you need to keep
working, don't get comfortable in life when there is always more you
can achieve.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Okay...”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Looks like your boyfriend's finally
come to see you.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“He has? How do you know?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Should I let him see you? Wasn't he incredibly late to all this?”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She kicks him playfully with her toe.
“Stop that. It was his birthday too. And you're one to talk."<br /><br />Loki laughs. “It
made you smile though, that's what counts.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Thanks for... everything I guess."</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I'd say call me but, just make every day count."</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Yeah I will. You did right by coming clean about things. It was about time."</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They watch in silence as Malcolm,
having decided to wait for Jyo to get back, climbs into the hot tub. Jyo wasn't sure before, but Loki must have done something to keep their conversation private. Malcolm should have been able to see them by now.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“He's got such a dopey face.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I like his dopey face.”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">His blue eyes shine. "Goodbye, Jyoti Sparrow."</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">"Goodbye Loki."</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Loki smiles and shakes his head slowly before walking away without looking back. She stares for awhile after him, but as Loki's form disappears her excitement to see Malcolm returns in full force.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Malcolm has a quick nap in the hot tub,
or he must have,</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">...because when Jyoti appears in the
corner of his eye he could swear she was standing there all along. He
scrambles back out of the tub. “Jyo! Are you a sight for sore
eyes.” He says with a happy grin.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“That's my line,” She breathes,
more than a little bit awestruck. The Malcolm she remembers from high
school was never this hot. He always had his moments, when his green
eyes were piercing, but this was something different altogether. What
kind of work has he been <i>doing</i>?</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He walks over to her with a confident
grace that seems misplaced until the realization comes- they've known
each other for years, been dating one and a half, he's much more
comfortable around her now. And for all that, she realizes, they've
never gotten to have a romantic date, or even a fun date, it was all
just casual time they fit in among studies and work schedules. No matter how badly she'd wanted things to move forward.
She'd never seen him in just a pair of swim trunks, they never went to the beach.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She feels like she's been stung, or slapped in the face.
There's so much she never got to see, and now he's showing her so
much. For some reason this thought gives her awkward anxiety. What if he came
here to break up with her?</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">No wait, he said, 'sight for sore
eyes', right? So he missed her.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He's in her face before she can think
of something to say. She averts her eyes.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>I must be crazy, lack of sleep can
do this right? I can't even look at him</i>.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Go ahead.” He says. “I want to
hear it.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She blinks. “Want to hear what?”
<i>That I love you, how am I supposed to know that? Isn't that kind
of presumptuous?</i></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Everything. Anything. How you've
been doing, how you feel. How... angry you are with me.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She nods curtly, still avoiding looking
at him. “You broke promises.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I did.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Left me on my own.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I have.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She shuts her mouth tight into a thin
line for a moment, biting back her thoughts.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When she finally does open up the words
come harsher than intended. “Now you're going to tell me that
you've come here to make it all up to me, because we're adults now
and apparently that means that everything will be better for no
reason at all. We haven't seen each other in nearly two months, spoke
on the phone more than a few times, and exchanged some text messages.
We may as well play chess with each other on the internet and call it
a life for all we mean to each other.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“So what are you going to do about
it?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She twitches. Her eyes dart to him and
she regrets looking. There was something endearing in his voice when
he said that, as if he can't wait to find out, as if he's not worried
in the least. “I think I'll just give up on talking and start
hitting you.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There's no bite to her threat and he
knows it.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Okay,” he says.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Cue palpable silence. His stare is
burning a hole in the side of her face, it's like she can feel the
heat of his body from all the way over here. Which is stupid because
it would just be the heat from the hot tub water and not- Maker, this
was so incredibly stupid. But he seemed committed to the bit, so-</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Okay get ready then,” She
stretches out her arms dramatically.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Got it. I'd say go easy but I'm
willing to bet you hit like a girl, no matter how much you work out.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Effective goading. She's more motivated
to actually hit him now. Didn't she tell him she's been into martial
arts since childhood? He must feel guilty about all this, trying to
make her hit him.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Okay I'm ready.” He says, somehow steps closer to her than he was before all that.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>Green, green eyes</i>...</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She squares up to him, willing herself
to focus. All she gets from this is that his chest somehow smells
nice too. She gives up and rests her fist on his skin for a beat. His
chest rises and falls as he breathes and she finds herself opening
her palm, mesmerized. She can feel his heartbeat. She can feel his
eyes on her.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Resisting the urge to fold herself into
his arms and just be held or actually smell him more- oh Maker what
was she thinking- she stands up and looks away again. She clears her
throat. “So did you come to my party several hours late just to
show off your muscles?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“No, I came here to see you. You're
the one that got all excited.”<br /><br />“I can't help it- I'm-”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He chuckles and the sound reverberates
in her chest. “Jealous?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Yeah. Let's go with that one.
Actually, excuse me.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And she pivots on her heal to hug him
tightly. “Not jealous. Just overwhelmed. You've really grown.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“In a good way I hope.”<br /><br />“In
many very good ways.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I can't see your gorgeous hair under
that hat- is it really so cold out here?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She ditches it. “No- just a leftover
from winter, is my hair really <i>gorgeous</i>? Did you just say
that?”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">(Pardon the random outfit changes here they were driving me crazy)</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She drops her coat on the stairs and
turns back to see an admiring gaze.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I thought you knew.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“You've never told me I was pretty.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I really never have? I thought it
all the time.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“But you don't like to share... what
you're thinking.” It comes out as a whisper. She's been hurt by
this.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I'm- I wasn't thinking about it. A
lot of people consider you beautiful, not just me. I didn't realize I
had to say it, that you didn't know."</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“But you're my boyfriend.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Wow. You're right. I'm sorry, Jyo.
My ...gorgeous Jyo.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Now it just sounds sarcastic.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He takes her hand, pretenses forgotten.
“Please let me compliment you. I'm not all that good at it, to
begin with. I really do consider you beautiful. It's one of the
reasons I never knew what to say around you. Should I not have said
you were pretty just then, or was it weird that I ...called you
mine?” He has to ask.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Uhm, both, neither, I don't know I
just want things to be natural between us.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“But we have so much to learn about
each other.” He says. “I want to learn as much as I can as
quickly as I can.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Why, going somewhere again soon?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“<i>Please</i>.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Okay okay, I'm sorry.” She
apologizes. “You're gorgeous too, if you must know.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“And you <i>are</i> mine.” He clarifies, sending a tingle up her spine.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Are you feeling okay Malcolm?”
You're not usually so interested in... how I am.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Always preoccupied with work, and
with chores and plans, yeah, I know. But I came to a realization
while I was working all of those jobs this winter.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I still wasn't fair to you, not
giving you a chance to really see me. When we had so little time
together, too. I want to do better, and to trust you- so if I mess up
on something, let me know it. I was afraid to say the wrong things
and hurt you or scare you away.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I'm more scared now.” She says
before she can stop it.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He leans in, surprised. “Why?"</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She sighs a deep sigh. “Usually I
know what I want to say around people, but tonight, well I'm a little
bit off. Have you seen yourself?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Not really, I... I've been looking at
you mostly.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Well let's just say I like what I
see.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Then I'll do my honest part and say
this is all pretty unfair. You getting to see so much of me, and
you're not nearly as... revealed as I am.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“You're going to have to work harder
than that to get me into a bikini.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Damn. I have no idea how to do
that.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Well you'd better figure it out or
we're going to be out here talking all morning.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Maybe I could figure more things out
if I got to learn in a more... tactile way. Some things can't be
learned with just one sense.'</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Touch, for example.” He continues,
taking a bolder step forward and sliding his hand up her arm lightly.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Stop it Eugene, you're ruining the
moment.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Malcolm continues.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Hard to tell from just that
though...” His other arm snakes around her back to gently bring her
in close. “I guess we'll just have to experiment and see what we like."</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Before they've realized, it's been the
rest of the night that they've been outside talking and catching up.
The sun is as warm as their embrace. It's as if no time has passed
between them and everything is finally so right. When he's off
working again Jyoti knows she's going to miss him, but now that
school is out they should be able to see each other more often. Is
once a week too much to ask for?</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I'm sorry I made you so lonely.”
He interrupts her thoughts.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisdNlAktIcmhE11SBdXkm1naYNTlqfnOvZ3Q5wNXbiu47emo7mp3UvqkMbtWgBcjPV1uLQiMPsedCfHOEe_HOhpJEPepl20qPdM3jMrM6I0cLiLFCL3UKbK3WHypgi_hkkH5GEd2BB_ZvP/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisdNlAktIcmhE11SBdXkm1naYNTlqfnOvZ3Q5wNXbiu47emo7mp3UvqkMbtWgBcjPV1uLQiMPsedCfHOEe_HOhpJEPepl20qPdM3jMrM6I0cLiLFCL3UKbK3WHypgi_hkkH5GEd2BB_ZvP/w640-h480/Screenshot-676.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />"How did you know what I was thinking?"<p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I want to be someone who is worth
your time, your effort, and your trust.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She can still feel his heart beating
from this far away. Or wait, that was her heart.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Let's both work harder... for each
other from now on. Not just for ourselves.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She sounds unsure still. Malcolm has
never seen her be so shy. He enjoys the role reversal for a moment.
It makes him want to protect her all the more. “Yes, let's.” He
says.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Unaware of the shade of a man who still
happens to be nearby, (And let's just ignore him he has no plot
value here and simply refused to go home) Dustin watches his daughter
from the interior window, wishing he was calm enough to go to bed, to
eat, to look away even. That is his daughter, dammit! This guy has no
shame. He doesn't know much about the kid, but he knows his daughter
is fairly committed seeing as she dated no one else in high school,
even when that brat was never around to see her and made her feel
lonely.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He had better not be watching the
beginnings of a downhill slide into heartbreak.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Her mom is awake after a full night's
rest and leaves the house and slams the door loudly on her way to the
lab.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As if it breaks a spell that was cast,
and Jyoti and Malcolm pay attention to their surroundings for the
first time in hours.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“That was longer than I thought- I'd
better head to bed. Uh, Malcolm? Thank you for coming to my party,
even if you missed the cake.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He shrugs, more at ease with her now
than ever before. “We got to have a mini party of our own. I'm glad
I got to see so much of you this time.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He's gained a confidence in adulthood
that keeps her eyes glued to him much longer than could be considered
polite. “I'm glad I got to see so much of you.” She counters, not
finding herself able to too articulate.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And so, Malcolm heads home to get some
rest after spending hours kissing his girlfriend silly in her
parent's backyard, then gets in his beater car and heads home for a
cold shower.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's not five hours later that he's
back at her place, and they are heading to graduation together.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Malcom drives the family there in Jyo's
car. Apparently this means that Jyo, Drea, and Dustin are all riding
in her trunk.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meghan's worried about her little girl.
<i>It's too fast for her to be this grown up</i>, she thinks. <i>She's
not ready, I'm not ready</i>.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She recalls keenly how many things
changed in her life from the moment she reached adulthood, but her
daughter wasn't planning to head to university, at least not yet, so
maybe she wouldn't have as much to be confused about. Meghan
remembers days that were so dizzying in their pace, that even plants
could talk back to her.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The mood overall is good. Spring has
arrived and the warm wind drying the rain off of their umbrellas
feels amazing on their skin.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin is out of it, and walks into Jyo
on the stairs. “Sorry.” He says, embarrassed a bit.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“It's just graduation, Dad, I'm not
going to run away and leave you and mom or anything. I have no plans
yet.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Yeah, yeah I know hun.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“It's not you that I'm worried
about.” He mumbles to himself after she's out of earshot. There's
something about his daughter's eagerness that has him worried. She
could be falling too hard, too fast.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This guy is too flighty. Unable to commit.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Thanks for waiting.” Jyo says
breathlessly after bee-lining over to Malcolm, breathless not at all
from the stairs as she is healthier than ever. She's really getting
to see him in the daylight, it seems like a dream come true. Things
can begin again now in her life, not just with graduation but with
someone she's falling faster in love with than she knew was possible.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“You ready?” He asks.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">But she just grins like and idiot and
nods, following him to the ceremony.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And just like that it's over.
Schoolwork, classes, cramming, and all the other cliches.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin and Meghan give their daughter a
practical present- certificates for full spa treatments, a styling
session and some money to put towards her future.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She's not going to be moving out for
now, or planning college but she promises to save it.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then Meghan stops to ask everyone if
her skin looks different. The sun is getting kind of hot and what if
her skin melts off from the radiation coming down? She should maybe
go to the hospital and get checked out. Couldn't hurt.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Malcolm, after a lot of polite family
talk says he has an announcement. He reaches out for Jyoti's hand,
possibly for reassurance.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Jyo... I can't promise that I'll be
able to take you to the end of the world to watch as the sun falls
into the farthest part of the sea at dusk, or be there every second
of every day like I want to, but what I can promise is that-”</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX8OAfPqZUEyfnjVwFDnOYwTj0g-jq4URaBBXQHVgDzDKnIuW3pEXybPCP_tX2D8151m8pQhyphenhyphenqstlrzW-mdpY_xcpKe75DDMyxAOZVHh-vOdtefgzpxZ1dmYWzMAkwZzS66I7LPT6H2Qk-/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX8OAfPqZUEyfnjVwFDnOYwTj0g-jq4URaBBXQHVgDzDKnIuW3pEXybPCP_tX2D8151m8pQhyphenhyphenqstlrzW-mdpY_xcpKe75DDMyxAOZVHh-vOdtefgzpxZ1dmYWzMAkwZzS66I7LPT6H2Qk-/w640-h480/Screenshot-763.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“If you ever get to be too hot that
you catch on fire, I will be the guy that comes to put you out. I'm
going to be a fireman.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“This guy. Right here.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin and Meghan share an...
expression.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti lets out a girlish squeal and
then covers it up with sarcasm. Firefighters are <i>hot</i>. “So if
I want to see you several times a week, all I'll have to do is become
a pyromaniac? I mean, I can, but I always thought it would be my
brother-”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I wouldn't want to put out anyone
else on a regular basis.”
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Okay yeah, Meghan's with Dustin now.
This has got to stop.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And then Malcolm can't keep a straight
face either. “Okay on a serious note, I start orientation this
Friday. I won't be a full fledged fireman for a long time, there's a
waiting list for the paid jobs so meanwhile I'll be able to volunteer
and get a lot of training done. Soon I'll be able to really make a
difference and help people, something I think we need a lot more of
around here, you know? It's a bit of a dream come true...”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is the part where Dustin begins to
warm up to him. He'd be off to a rocky start with anyone who'd spent
5 hours in a row with their tongue down his daughter's throat the
very night she became legal to consent to it on her own- okay no
wait, he still doesn't like the guy.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He muster's up a bargain bin smile to
make the moment go away. “That's great. Really great news.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Right Meg?”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I seriously feel like I'm melting
into the pavement. Can we go indoors, maybe a cafe for lunch or
something?”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Right in front of me.” Dustin says
through tight lips.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“She looks happy though. I don't
think I've seen her this carefree in... maybe ever.” Meghan
observes.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin lets out a slow, angry breath he
had been holding in. “Yeah, yeah I know.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jet decides there is nothing wrong with
spray painting a mural on the ground on the front steps of city hall,
where the ceremony was held.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“The kids will be alright. We have to
trust them.” Meghan says.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's not like Meghan to be the
comforter, but in this case Dustin needs it. He relaxes into her
embrace.
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's a good thing Meghan got him calmed
down, because not a moment later Malcolm is on his knee with a
proposal and a ring.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And Jyoti is in his arms.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I had to work a lot harder because I
wanted to give you your ring today, when we graduated. I'm so, so
sorry I wasn't there for you this winter... and well, half of high
school for that matter.” The regret and appreciation in Malcolm's
voice is convincing. “But I didn't want to just give you something
old that I could find lying around somewhere. I wanted it to be new,
and somehow worthy of you.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyo holds on as tight as possible to
this feeling, this man. She's making all the right decisions for the
first time in her life. “Let's never spend a day apart from now
on.” She breathes.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then it's time to work up the courage
to approach his new fiance's parents. “So, uh- I'm not going to ask
you both to let me call you Mom, or Dad but I'm very serious about
you- your- about Jyoti. ”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyo interrupts. “Oh hi dad, you're
here too. Thought you had a show or something.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“No, I was here the whole time.”
Dustin manages without further comment, sure she's being sarcastic to
break the ice.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Mister Sparrow?”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin raises an eyebrow and fixes
Malcolm with a hard stare. His daughter wants him to like this
person.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I... I've asked your daughter to be
my wife. And she's agreed. But- well it wouldn't be right if I didn't
ask for your blessing before marrying her. She's more than I could
ever ask for but I will work hard to give her the kind of life she
wants, and to take care of her every need-”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dustin cuts him off with a smirk. “You
don't need to grovel so much. I can tell that she's the happiest with
you now than she's been for a very long time. I'm not expecting
perfection, but you had damn near better come close to it. My
daughter can handle herself, but my wife can make you disappear and
then clone you again every three months to make you disappear again.
Don't let her see anything that would make her want to begin
experimenting on humans. LOTS of buyers for clinical drug trials out
there, legal or not. Double blind studies don't require volunteer
names to be recorded.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“R-right. I won't let you down.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“No, you won't let my <i>daughter</i>
down.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Malcolm is clearly rattled by this
conversation. “That's what I meant.”
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Just in case, I'm going to need a
DNA sample from you.” Meghan interjects.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They're joking, right?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti finally comes to his rescue.
“Mom, I really like- love him a lot, okay. No experimenting on my
new husband. Ah, fiancé. Soon to be husband, okay? He's not really a
very social person, so it took guts to tell you both so soon.”</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Nice to write something happy here for a change! And finally over most of that 'Loki business' for now. </p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">After their recent conversations interactions I really started to love Malcolm and Jyo together. Leaving them alone by the house only made them idle their traits and stretch at the same time. Malcolm decided to hang out in the hot tub on his own and came out all muscly, so that wasn't scripted at all. It's fitting for Jyoti as I can't see her being with a lazy person, but she must have just learned that her boyfriend was attractive.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> Dustin looked horrified when Malcolm was hitting on Jyo right in front of him- I had never seen the firefighter flirt before so of course I was laughing my ass off the whole time. (especially as Dustin had just spent time watching them anxiously from the inside window like that)</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Why do the residents of Starlight
Shores all have giant eyes like Disney characters? I'll stop asking.
It may just be that someone went slider happy on the creation of
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I don't know that I'll want to play
another sim with the hypochondriac trait again in the future as it
kicks out errors, but the facial expressions associated with the
worries are so amusing.</p>
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Jet stays out all night and finally
gets in trouble for it as it makes him late for school. He tries to
tell his mom that he's working on an important research project, and
this does not make her go easy and she is not fooled. He loses his
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work he leaves her a note about how he feels, ruining the entryway
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the phone when they can, as Graduation is right around the corner and
there is no time left to waste if they want to become something they
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under pressure. His dream is to get every degree, then teach as a
university prof. Jet is able to convince him that coming clean on his
activities now will look better if it's discovered later on. Mathew
hadn't wanted to get as involved as he has, being a coward and all.
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To Everet, the whole thing just stinks.
The more he digs, the more rot he finds. The mayor, at least a third
of the police force, several employees at the hospital, which has
unmarked supplies coming and going, and the science labs are
producing synthetic blends that turn up in clubs and dance halls.
Worst of all, although he was never able to stake down any of the
teaching staff, the school has several gaping holes where the gangs
have gotten in and done very well. There are a lot of kids that
aren't seeking higher education, and there are even more young adults
who are crashing and burning. Everet can't separate himself from the
sting of his responsibility. If he manages to expose the people
pulling the strings and sending the city into the spiraling chaos of
self destructive indulgence, will the family really be able to
extricate itself and stand unaffected? It's looking less and less
likely. This is not the Starlight Shores that he grew up in anymore,
and it's not the same place that his parents came to so long ago,
full of dreams of a bright, glittering future. Good people have been
driven so far underground there just may not be enough time and
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The new year brings with it Dustin &
Meghan's second anniversary (a remarkable feat, considering their
eldest child was born after they were married and is nearly 18). I'm calling it 20 years.<br />
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So they head out to a small outdoor
cafe that was failing before the owner brought in a hot air balloon
and just enjoy each other's company for once.
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Nice. Subtle.</div>
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Nobody is piloting the thing, but the outside air is so cold that all it can really do is hover.</div>
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The toast function is too too adorable.</div>
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“Twenty years, and two kids.” Dustin
muses while he pours.</div>
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“We should have another one.”</div>
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“Another year together, or another
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He shrugs. “Just wondering why my
mind is thinking that way lately.” He confesses. “I'm going to
miss the kids when they move out. Maybe we can take them on another
vacation, like a graduation present.”</div>
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“I can agree with taking a vacation.” Meghan says slowly. “Other than that, you may just be crazier than I am.”</div>
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He puts his arm around her, unfazed. “I may just be.”</div>
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“I'm glad your research is going well, I'm just worried it won't be as simple as you think. You could be getting us into a lot of trouble, here.”</div>
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Just cleaning up the city, sis. We're giving venue owners and proprietors their own hotline to call if they're being threatened or taken advantage of so we can tell their story too. New performers will be offered free legal consultations on contracts so they can make more informed decisions. Everet's building up a few cases for when the police can step in.”</div>
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“Didn't you say you thought the police were involved though?”</div>
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Jet shakes his head. “It's the Mayor. He does a lot behind closed doors and the press is too caught up in his romantic scandals to think he's smart enough to be doing anything else. We think the police can be turned, Evert's starting to work freelance for them directly, get feelers out there to see who we can trust.”</div>
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“You know that's nobody right?”</div>
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Jet shakes his head. “We have to try. We grew up here, Jyo.”</div>
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“I know, I know...” She agrees to appease him. She does not have the same love of this city as he does.</div>
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On the first day of spring half the town is outside. Starlight Shores winters are icy and brief, making the residents restless to get back to their normal routines as soon as possible.</div>
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<i>Phew... tamed the beast. Meghan is
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Loki still gets off the lot
as quickly as he can. Just in case. He never did have great self
control, when it came to her. If he had, things would have been
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And that's when Leon runs by, screaming angry thoughts about him. Loki has to wonder, has he ever actually met Leon as an adult?</div>
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Loki is proud of himself. He is able to
wait. He is still so focused on work, on creating things that would
change the future, he barely has any time to think about Meghan,
about how soft her skin must feel to him now, with his senses
heightened. About how he could smell the excited quickening of
her blood from across the plaza. It's all just science really, that's
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He closes his eyes before looking up to
adjust his mirrors. It doesn't work, the image of his desire to run
his fingertips across her collarbone, or the soft skin of her neck,
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It's wrong to think of her that way. He doesn't want to. He must just be addicted to the thought of her.</div>
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A part of him just wishes she was still writing scientific articles. She was good at that. Dustin has distracted her from her life's work and it's a shame, really. She'd always used such a pragmatic method to present her data that it had sobered him up a little. Made him realize that she was where she was supposed to be, and he was happy to let her be there. Whenever he read those, things would snap back into perspective. She's allowed some time off from all her work, but write an article once in a while, damnit!</div>
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Loki rises from his perch in the
kitchen and heads back towards the front door, having avoided
revealing himself or interacting with anyone.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The party was brief, and boring, but
informative. Dustin and Meghan really felt safe in their home, and
had no idea who was over to visit on the best days. Meghan had gone
up to sleep before the guests had even finished filtering out. It was
no wonder that her children got to do whatever they wanted, whenever
they wanted it. Still unsure of his own motivations, he decides not
to make any serious decision tonight. After all he has to learn more
about Jyoti, the young adult before deciding if she's the kind of
person he could ever seriously pursue. He doesn't need a companion
for comfort, what he needs is a legacy of his own. To find someone
worthy of giving eternal life to- in as much as vampires enjoy it
with limitations- is a task worthy of taking time to contemplate and
plan for carefully. He hadn't asked Lyra to come here at the last
holiday party and 'scope things out' for him, that came from her own
lifelong desire to recruit and transform new vampires to strengthen
their society and bring in new ideas and 'life'. Loki doesn't share
such aspirations, and is happy enough to have some significant part
of the future to call his own.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">His eyes slide over Jyoti's form as she
eats happily (her parents never order pizza so it's a rare treat) and
he walks by.</p>
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echoed with a familiar cadence in her mind. She feels the breeze of
someone walking by but sees no one.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"><br /></p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: left;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBAHsy8qvWtgBzDJPtCxyNesD0gFn9QbX7xsJnM6EYw3oUBGAVGLK4wvtF5kTutuU9b8WKHCz1kNdqQ52Ju9hev_gURgzsID1xY09-M0Lgkb_trNf8LAwWfzuHxQOacxvBs1tJWj6wT7Hv/s1024/Screenshot-375.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBAHsy8qvWtgBzDJPtCxyNesD0gFn9QbX7xsJnM6EYw3oUBGAVGLK4wvtF5kTutuU9b8WKHCz1kNdqQ52Ju9hev_gURgzsID1xY09-M0Lgkb_trNf8LAwWfzuHxQOacxvBs1tJWj6wT7Hv/w640-h480/Screenshot-375.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The house had been fairly haunted ever
since uncle Eugene had died in the upstairs bathroom, but this didn't
feel like Uncle Eugene. Assuming ghosts were even real in the first
place.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfLk6DjRaqQrF_eqoZPcmSctTyq6WGCy5FPCju-zt98_GiKQfoIM9mpsz1VkJM7J4Ee1UHaXxcmbhcEEKxy6EzPTIvnnZCHBxC5bp00agmzO1D6TyfUELaZyYwO2xLZ1xZghHycCVsvfqr/s1024/Screenshot-380.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfLk6DjRaqQrF_eqoZPcmSctTyq6WGCy5FPCju-zt98_GiKQfoIM9mpsz1VkJM7J4Ee1UHaXxcmbhcEEKxy6EzPTIvnnZCHBxC5bp00agmzO1D6TyfUELaZyYwO2xLZ1xZghHycCVsvfqr/w640-h480/Screenshot-380.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Kevin is more than a little bit
irritated with things by now. He'd taken his father's advice to heart
and busied himself the last few years of high school, hanging out
with friends less, hanging out with one of his favorite people less
specifically, and studied fae magic more than anyone his age really
needed to. He'd dug in deep, done what was asked, and when he'd had
enough of being a model son and 'proper sprite', he'd walked straight
into the the mess that was now her life. <i>Jyoti is smarter than
this... isn't she? She used to be</i>. But it may be that somebody
who was used to doing things their own way all the time was actually
easier to mislead. It's unclear whether that she knows <i>he </i>is
here, but she's been acting as if nothing is amiss.</div><div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">'What does she want out of letting the
vampires stick around', is a question he refuses to ask himself. The
normal Jyo would be unaffected by who her new friend was, and parade
them around to meet her other friends. The normal Jyo wouldn't keep
everything to herself. To Kevin it's a huge indicator that she knows
something is off, that she's keeping quiet about it.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It doesn't help that she doesn't seem
to be telling anybody else what's been going on either, and Kevin now is too
late to be able to really help her through the nightmare that
vampiric obsession can be. Is she ashamed of something that's going
on, cautiously hopeful, or thinking the problem would just go away?
Does she even know what he is, that it's a problem? And what about
Malcolm, who hasn't been around much again in the last few months.
Does he know about this? Kevin shakes his head. He'd always gotten
along well with Malcolm as they have some things in common, a similar
approach to problem solving and willingness to fight for the right
things and not back away when it counts. However, liking his
personality or not it's clear that he's way out of the deep, or
whatever that human expression was, and unable to help her properly
shake off the vampire's (alarmingly increasing) influence.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJun8_m3QLl-12BvTrxb1QwatBT8kiCl0QZy4ixrR7pnLunPCtK2zUypMAh7AyN9YWh7UXmSkyCxrtyWH62o0b1XE-QYoBkAiubgnIDeFAJr1IuENjnEvcxzThyphenhyphen9g8G5Jq6WpQY1Tte6Z6/s1024/Screenshot-381.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJun8_m3QLl-12BvTrxb1QwatBT8kiCl0QZy4ixrR7pnLunPCtK2zUypMAh7AyN9YWh7UXmSkyCxrtyWH62o0b1XE-QYoBkAiubgnIDeFAJr1IuENjnEvcxzThyphenhyphen9g8G5Jq6WpQY1Tte6Z6/w640-h480/Screenshot-381.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>And this is the same vampire-human
hybrid that he'd sensed so long ago, at Jet's party. It's a
faint, wispy feeling, but when enhanced by the full mood becomes the unmistakable signature of a new life force. Kevin is now certain of it. The unnatural magic mixed
in a barely compatible non-magic shell rolled off of him now as he
left, ignoring the fae's obvious notice of his presence. If anything,
the vampire looks like he feels he can get away with anything.</div><div>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Several of Kevin's questions are not
answered though, such as how the vampire got to be here in the first
place and when he had been able to meet Jyoti, who really did keep to
herself and her known friends without deviation. She didn't go out
and party, and could only ever be found at the gym or occasionally
the park downtown when there was some kind of seasonal event.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Kevin could kick himself for staying
away and listening to his father so easily. He could have done
<i>something</i> about this, but how would he have known that the
feeling he had gotten faintly on the wind that night was new magic
exuded by someone so intent to stick around? It wasn't clear at the
time what type of magic had lingered, let alone that it had begun to
attach to someone living here in the house.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">For all the times that Kevin had told
Jyoti not to worry about what he was doing, and how the things he was
dealing with wouldn't effect her- was now a good time to talk to her
and eat his own words? She seemed to be in denial about the whole
thing.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYXo08uNhNlC-FDiAJV0VBXDPK53I7qSWtfewQ08YnbPVF0OD7h0aZvl7-caz29KdV-kLqKk9kjv6qKxkX9ecpKKgJf0puvPpqDpKtvStQizTzqqvfqw6OVkGF6qNAIFYL-P-MY6Ju83m1/s1024/Screenshot-383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYXo08uNhNlC-FDiAJV0VBXDPK53I7qSWtfewQ08YnbPVF0OD7h0aZvl7-caz29KdV-kLqKk9kjv6qKxkX9ecpKKgJf0puvPpqDpKtvStQizTzqqvfqw6OVkGF6qNAIFYL-P-MY6Ju83m1/w640-h480/Screenshot-383.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Better go get this over with...</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">(wait... not that way)</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9fAOdfbUHtFfgBy6HRY5AoD-ucIx1cqQeKNbX_GEuo40rwPvX2Ku9FDuFRKiXrU2BEgcOAQ6WjAOaj0M761uXnTfRTSQqLqQ85GkvCBO_ZShwEaru6JdvmSACEy5FMtxaYZTaHdKJJWuN/s1024/Screenshot-395.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9fAOdfbUHtFfgBy6HRY5AoD-ucIx1cqQeKNbX_GEuo40rwPvX2Ku9FDuFRKiXrU2BEgcOAQ6WjAOaj0M761uXnTfRTSQqLqQ85GkvCBO_ZShwEaru6JdvmSACEy5FMtxaYZTaHdKJJWuN/w640-h480/Screenshot-395.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Kevin makes his way back outside as
that's where Jyoti went. “Congratulations.” He begins, glancing
over his shoulder. The feeling persisted. Had the vampire stayed,
managed to hide somehow? It looked like he had left.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti noted his antsiness along with
everything else. She wasn't used to seeing him so excited, it must be
because of the moon, again. That was the only time he got so worked
up. He'd flit around, finding problems that didn't need solving, all
the while wearing a somber expression on his face. As children she'd
catch the occasional glint in his eyes and she'd realized he loved
it, this was his favorite night of the month.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She smiled at him, wondering how much
more of him she was going to see after graduation. It was hard to
admit that she missed him, and Howard, and all the other people she'd
made friends with that had seemed to drift away from each other with
time. “Enjoying the full moon, are we?” </p></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-4Kvz2T-Ez1IPueUv_ALUyjiglGGTC6NBlKN1Aki7GS-KFURb3QJ6texlV-vhOzJs13Y3VTGNuXNGJBYLrUe3PLtBrZmoKYXwblkBtrolgtmm4eRS7uWDpxfWQU64hfmhcVnsMGSoMXGC/s1024/Screenshot-406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-4Kvz2T-Ez1IPueUv_ALUyjiglGGTC6NBlKN1Aki7GS-KFURb3QJ6texlV-vhOzJs13Y3VTGNuXNGJBYLrUe3PLtBrZmoKYXwblkBtrolgtmm4eRS7uWDpxfWQU64hfmhcVnsMGSoMXGC/w640-h480/Screenshot-406.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She watches him swirl his fingers
around each other in a comforting, familiar gesture.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“Well I don't hate it.” He replied,
hiding a grin with a duck of the head.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“You don't love anything really, you
never say you do. So it must mean that 'don't hate is as close as it
gets with you.”</p></div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBgscmopdeM35pCS2wnwWfdBHoQvRr_AksDYUkGi-wZd4o1id3Mz4eBpqBHBy85J4fRuNn-poZI4m7mkqi2Qvqz5DRiUtgIXqZ8cQ5dSOT6bE_JIipkAO4f9pB6syWk1YmLMa7LW363uyS/s1024/Screenshot-418.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBgscmopdeM35pCS2wnwWfdBHoQvRr_AksDYUkGi-wZd4o1id3Mz4eBpqBHBy85J4fRuNn-poZI4m7mkqi2Qvqz5DRiUtgIXqZ8cQ5dSOT6bE_JIipkAO4f9pB6syWk1YmLMa7LW363uyS/w640-h480/Screenshot-418.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He sighs in a tolerant way. Her
observations are astute as ever. “I have a gift for you.” He
says, changing the subject.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I don't know what I'd do without you
bringing me more dried herbs I can't do anything with. The other ones are all dusty already.”
She says in a dry tone.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Kevin shakes his head. “The were
important at the time, but not as effective. This is more immediate,
and less tangible. Here, let me do something to help you out for a
while.”</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“What do I need help with, exactly?”
The half-hearted challenge in her voice tells him that they're thinking along the
same lines.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">“I think you know,” He replies,
cryptically and casually as ever.</p>
<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She's annoyed by this but can't think of a good response.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p></div>
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twinkling lights absorb one by one into her abdomen. “My dad could
show you a better trick if you'd like to be able to fly as well as
sparkle.” She snarks, unable to be anything but sarcastic.</div>
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
“Found your witty retort reserves?”</div>
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Jyoti rolls her eyes. “I meant thank you. I'm not sure what
it is, but I know you've been trying to help in your own way.”</div>
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
“Think of it like a charm.” He
says. “Something for good fortune and clarity.”</div>
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
“...and something that'll take care
of your pest problem for a while.” He finishes.</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
“My what?”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>Assuming you want it gone</i>, he thinks darkly. He sighs slightly and changes the subject. “Do you feel like a
dance, or am I too young a partner now? I know you want to, but won't
because Malcom couldn't make it.”</div>
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<br /></div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
“You have no idea what I want, as
usual.” She deadpans.</div>
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“I've learned how to club dance in my
spare time.” He says with a straight face.</div>
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
Jyo can't mask her surprise. “Where
the heck did you learn that from?”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
“Wouldn't you like to know.”</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">
She actually would. She's the first
person he danced with after all, and he's too serious to be out
playing around in clubs around a bunch of humans. Not that he minds
humans, it's just that the one thing he's vocal on is that humans
waste a lot time. Has he softened his stance on 'Fae stuff only'? She
wonders.</div>
<div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">But it feels nice to reconnect with
him, she's missed him, so she focuses on letting loose and letting
herself have fun. It was such a long road to get to graduation that
it feels impossible that she'll be walking the stage tomorrow,
diploma in hand. There isn't a rite of passage more important in the
modern world than graduation, when school responsibilities fall away
and shed with it one's youthful identity. She's an adult now, but
tomorrow she will <i>feel</i> it.</div>
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stronger now than Loki's. When Leon started really looking him over,
blinking, focusing his eyes and gasped in surprise, the young vampire
knew that he had been (at least partially) revealed. Not directly,
possibly just in a certain radius from the house. Fae magic was very
localized when only performed by one creature. Their power didn't
come in great strength until it came in numbers, or layers. And Kevin
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But Loki could wait, he always could.
He didn't have to do any of this at all in fact, but it was a nice
way to spend the time, planning out a long future in which he would
come out on top. The fae were easily distracted and poor at keeping
history- they were no match for the patience and determination of a
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The charm that was cast is repellent,
but not impossible to work around. He wasn't going to touch Jyoti
anyways without her consent, so it's largely a useless gesture. Even
more, it acted like a ward that Jyo herself, being non-magical and
absolutely shit at detecting magic (even for a human), could not
control. Probably a 'no touchy' spell with a sprig of 'don't enter
this house uninvited'. tossed in. Which just proved that Kevin didn't
know much about him, or that he could get an invite very easily as he
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He projects a quick 'think of me'
suggestion and it sticks like glue. The fae had his heart in the
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In which Everet, who I've labeled a local crime boss, becomes an investigator. I had a good long, tearful laugh when the game assigned him that career. Ironically it was Leon, his older brother who I wrote wanted to follow in his dad's footsteps so long ago when they were all in Aurora Skies. Instead Leon became some kind of building superintendent-looking repair man to support his family and Everet, playboy and hooligan, took on the more challenging and moral job of sneaking around and exposing local crimes. Priceless.</p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></p><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Welcome to Jyoti's story! Dustin & Meghan had 60 blogposts.
We ain't doing that again (if we ever want time to pass in this
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they just never notice him. It's crazy. They didn't see him when he
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So I think that the vampires use mental abilities as much as normal communication and that it could be a real crutch, to them. Loki gets stuck in his own head, and it keeps him from being as clear of mind and purpose as he used to be. Also of course he happened to be in cafe when Dustin & Meghan went for a date. They never interacted with each other once, so there's that natural obsession I keep seeing manifest. To be fair, the few times I've played with Loki while Meghan is in town he gets letters from her too. They probably would have been pretty happy together and it makes me want to stick them together in an alternate save to find out. But, there's too much else going on after all.</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br /></div>
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This is the most that Dustin's ever made in a night, at the largest venue (the stadium) after spamming the death defying stunts. I don't recall if levitating produced more income as well, but when Dustin risks his life he makes bank. Too bad they can only be booked up once per week. Dustin always plays for the little guys too, so he has several sets a week, even if one set at this one venue could feed the family for three months.</div>
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Jyoti was though. After everything she
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Malcolm has moments like this when he's
very reliable. He shows up immediately, and can tell that something
is wrong. “Hey. It's been a long week but I'm glad you called. How
are you feeling?”</div>
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She frowns, not wanting the argument
with her brother to mess up the rest of her night. She hates fighting
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“Is it something I can help with?”
She sighs, and he walks quietly over and draws her into a long
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worries with him and he listens while giving her hand an idle massage
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“Well he has his own way of getting
into and out of trouble, always has. It sounds like your cousin could
use the help, so maybe with both of them they'll be able to make a
fracture in the organization somewhere. You never know about these
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“That sounds pretty optimistic.”</div>
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something like this.”</div>
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Jyo has zero imagination. “By doing what, building a ladder?”</div>
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“I don't. But as far as reaching for the impossible, you're capable of it. I just think, you can't see the path yet?”</div>
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She rolls her eyes. “I'll try not to let you down.”</div>
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He frowns, slightly, but with mirth in his green eyes. “It isn't like that. Maybe you'll have to start on a path before it becomes clear, like a bend in the road. You have to get to the bend before the rest of the road is laid out.”</div>
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She looks away. “So like, the future is a key, and it can only open one of many doors.”</div>
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He doesn't know why there's a hint of annoyance in her voice now. “No, I just said- it's like a road, how'd you get key from road?”</div>
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She smiles at him. “Nevermind. I'm being dumb.”</div>
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He nods, regarding her carefully. He's shared a lot with her about what he wants in the future, and she hasn't told him much of anything. “Jyo, when you get to the future, remember this request, from someone who cares a lot about you now, in the present. Plan for a future with both of us in it?”</div>
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She giggles, feeling silly and childish for overthinking it all, but finds herself nodding. “I'll do my best.”</div>
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Jet's writing a new book, which is a
series of expos<span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif;">és</span> on
famous people in Starlight Shores. He is crafting the individual
articles to stand alone so they can be sold to magazines and
bloggers. While this idea is smart from a marketing standpoint,
Dustin's not sure how he feels about being included. There are many
more famous people than him with much more checkered pasts, and his
non-stage life is something most people would consider pretty boring.</div>
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Jet reasons that a fluffy story about
an honest guy like his dad who crawled his way up from nothing, will
stand out well when worked in with all the others. There are plenty
of stories in which actual dark secrets can be revealed about famous
and recently influential locals, and he can't write a book that only
pisses people off. There has to be some sensation, some glamour, some
reaching for the Simnation dream.
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This is an important gateway project to
expose some of the criminal undercurrents that now operate in the
city with complete autonomy. There are people who will be called out,
and put on notice. If Jet leaves his dad out it may look like he's
got something to hide. He doesn't bother to say much of this to his
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“If it means that much to you, then
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things that just make her happy. New hair, trying to think about what
she says before she says it, beating up on a gym bag whenever words
fail her. She's doing well from the unsure girl who lived out most of
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“You're on.” Dustin is excited. His
son has absolutely no interest in anything that involves physical
movement, unless it gets him into trouble in some way. Jyoti, on the
other hand, is careful in how she learns physical activity and
obtains a higher proficiency over time as a result. He has a feeling
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That weekend the Holiday arrives.
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Dannigan insults the host of the party
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sitting on the dead meteorologist's LAP, I am more important than
this!” Diva that he is, nobody bothers to tell him he's not that
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Kevin is giving Jyo a toothache right
now. It's a sweet thought, to try and give her something to help her
sleep, a gift for the holiday. But it's too weird and he should know
by now that she just doesn't <i>do</i> weird. Chamomile tea, soap, or
whatever, sure. But an incense to burn near her closet to infuse her
clothes with it, and dried flowers to place under her windowsill at
night just seems like a bit too much. She's been sleeping better
lately, she tells him, so she doesn't need it. It's funny too, she
would have jumped at any weird thing to be able to sleep better a few
months ago. Where the hell has Kevin been lately? If he were around,
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understand,' he had said in his sage and careless way, 'I'm going to
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He won't explain further but she
gets the feeling that he's talking about Loki, that he somehow knows
that something was going on. But it's been handled, she doesn't need
his help now. She has a good feeling that Loki is going to behave.
Not that Malcolm needs to know she's talked to him once or twice since.
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Darla feels cagey, uncomfortable. They
never come around for no reason. Nightwalkers aren't impulsive, like
the fae, who enjoy a good party. Intent was never far removed from a
public appearance. Although, was this public? The many mental talents
of a vampire were largely useless on the fae, who operated under
entirely different circumstance and sets of rules (magical or
otherwise), and that meant that Lyra could be masking her presence
here easily enough to all the humans, but not have the same ability
applying to the Swift family. Did the vampire think that she was
blending in?
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That's exactly what the vampire
believed. Here Lyra sat, proxy for another, after a promise to look
into the situation at the Sparrow residence. The faeries were
inconsequential, and could be swatted away at any moment like the
winged pests that they were. What interested Lyra, was whether the
person in question would make a good future addition, and have
allegiance to their ranks.
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Having made her judgment early on, and
not wanting to stay for an insufferable human gathering (which really
would be improper as she had not been officially invited), she rises
slowly and heads for the door, the fae whispering about her all the
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“Kevin, who do you think they're
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Kevin shakes his head, having a pretty
good idea and wishing that he were wrong. It might not be Jyoti
though, they first appeared around Jet's birthday, although that was
likely a hybrid, not the one who was here now. What should he tell
his friend? She doesn't listen to a thing he tells her normally. If
her family was being targeted by a coven, it would be better for them
not to be in town, at all. If she were smart, she would have accepted
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So he tries again. “Jyoti Sparrow?”
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She looks over warily. What the heck is
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“If you say this vow, then so shall
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'Of Tir Na NOg we vow and vie</div>
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Upon these bitter, lonely lands</div>
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Offer on the fates our hands.'</div>
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Say this if you ever feel unsafe here.
Will you promise me this?”</div>
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She rolls her eyes. “Really Kevin I
have idea what that even means.”</div>
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“Just promise it.”</div>
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She sighs. “I'll think about it.”</div>
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<i>'What the eff was that?'</i> Jet
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Jet walks over with a yawn, having
stayed up late last night. “It's rude to talk about private things
at a party. You should just go talk to Jyo on the side if you've got
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Kevin turns and responds, loud enough
for the vampire to hear his voice. “Your sister, Jyoti Sparrow, is
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Jet grins. “Okay man, whatever you
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“That has nothing to do with it.”
The fae responds tersely. <i>Non-magicals</i>.</div>
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Dustin is not mature enough to keep his
chortling to himself. “Jyoti, Kevin's in l-lllovve with you after
all! It's a Christmas miracle.”<br />
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Dannigan observes his son's antics
soberly, observationally. Kevin wasn't going to be allowed to
seriously date a human, which is why he had been instructed to stay
away from Dustin's daughter in the first place. Despite their name,
the Sparrows couldn't fly and would add nothing to the Swift family
bloodlines. Not that Kevin couldn't afford to play around for a bit,
given his much longer lifespan, but the boy had to understand the
weight of his eventual expectations. He seemed to be finding the
notion of 'love matches' endearing among the humans of late, but that
was likely because of the way that despite the good match that had
been made for his parents, Iris had still left he and their children
behind, unable to truly commit. Kevin wouldn't admit that he had been
traumatized as a result of his mother's flightiness (pardoning all
puns), and was too young to really see the benefits that joining the
families was going to provide in the long run. Kevin's own robust fae
magic was proof that the match had been successful, even if short
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Dannigan would let this all go, for
today however, being that the vampires in town were becoming more and
more of a threat. It was brave of Kevin to call them out in this way,
claiming the Sparrows under his protection, but it went against their
very nature to have some long stand off. If anything Dannigan would
have preferred to maintain distance from the situation, it's not as
if the Sparrows were high on the list of things to protect. Kevin was
probably doing this to make sure that the Swifts were in some way
committed to the protection of Dustin's family, or at least his
daughter's safety (as she seemed to be the one running around tainted
with vampiric incantations of late). Dannigan sighed. He didn't have
any ideas about directly fighting the vampires off of anyone, and
Dustin, fair friend that he was, had never known that the friendship
their families shared could result in binding contracts. Humans
didn't keep their word, so Dannigan was not going to be giving his
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Not that he wanted to allow the
vampires to treat this town as their own personal playground. It was
Dannigan's escape from the fae, after all. His own rebellion against
the responsibilities of his name, or a short term vacation from them.
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“Everything alright?”</div>
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“This party was supposed to be fun.”
She grumbles. “Our last holiday before graduation.”</div>
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“Yeah but it wouldn't be a party at
your place without some kind of drama, would it? Is Kevin okay?”
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“Aside from being insufferable
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He nods.</div>
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“I don't know what he was talking
about. He's been scarce this year in the first place, now he wants to
go all fae magic on me.”</div>
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“What about you? Have you been...
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“Party was great, Mister Sparrow.”
Kevin calls as he leaves. “Even if Jyo's human boyfriend is
useless.”</div>
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Malcolm would like the faerie to come
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Jyo didn't hear it though. Someone got
her a cute potted plant! Too bad it's fake, but at least then she'll
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“Good job Jyo.” Meghan tells her
daughter. “Friend or not, you never make a promise to a fairy. I
don't know what kind of test that was, but I think it's safe to say
you passed it.”</div>
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Jyo was going to head up for bed as
soon as this party was over. How stupid it all was. Malcolm kind of
appreciates her mom right now though.</div>
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Kevin is clumsy (and grows up inappropriate), so I channeled that
into a bit of socially awkward at this party. The Swift family does
have a backstory now, that I thought up whenever it looked like Kevin
and Jyoti could become an item. I also scrapped a long ass scene
between Dustin and Dannigan at one point that would have set up for
the fact that Kevin and Darla will be expected to enter into arranged
marriages with other fae. Fae supposedly mate for life, but Dannigan
and Iris both have commitment issues and didn't want to be near their
families when they were married, making it a condition of the
marriage that as long as they fulfilled business and private
expectations, they could live away from their heritage lands, so they
live in a gray area. Other than for magical reasons among affluent
families, I don't imagine that there are many arranged marriages
among the fae. Now that they've produced two full blood fae children,
their families are appeased momentarily.</div>
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The Swift family is named for their
speed and adventurous spirit, having a very successful collection
business as a result. They can find anything. The family that Iris
comes from creates tinctures imbued with aura enhancements for
stronger potions. These are not large businesses by human standards,
as fae still are very much motivated by momentary impulse. This will
probably not come up in the main story. I don't know that arranged
marriages would be considered typical for the fae.</div>
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to test periodically. Not sure if he ever got them back, but I liked
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“No, dad, it's Spooky day, we're
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“Making fun of the older generation
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“Is that what it said on the costume
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He grins. “Nah, this is called 'stock
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more confident if nerves hadn't made him trip over his own two feet
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least, Jet will be notified if one of his parents heads back up the
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“I'm going to see if I can use the
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Malcolm nods as they stand outside of a
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He feels a little silly to be doing this, but Jyoti wanted to, so
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Loki grins. “Now run along home, kid.
It was a great day, and your girl got tired. She left first. What a
nice time you two had.”</div>
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Christian is not a very bold person on
her own, but Jet is plenty bold enough for both of them. They can
just relax and enjoy one another's company. He planned a time for
them to be completely on their own. The water is perfect, he tells her.
It's not private as in, indoors, but there's nobody around for a
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“Okay, I trust you.” She tells him
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He takes her hand and leads her over to
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She looks at the small smirk that plays
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“Luke. I <i>thought</i> so.”</div>
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She looks a lot less excited to see him
than the last time she was awake. Not that he can blame her for that.
Or the weary eye that she was appraising him with.
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She puts a hand on her hips and looks
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He shrugs. “I think he got tired,
decided to head home first. Did you know this was my home, when you
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“No,
really we were just out having fun.” But... why is she bothering to
explain any of this? “And I don't believe you that he got tired.
Where did he go?”</div>
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“I sent him home so that you and I
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She glares. “Ugh. That's creepy,
Luke, that you can't be honest for one second. Why didn't you just
ask me to talk first?”</div>
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“And upset your boyfriend? No, this
way you can decide on your own.”</div>
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“Decide? I don't have any decisions
to make. He'd have every right to be upset. I mean, I'm upset with
you anyways. What was all the BS, out at the pier? Why'd you try to
take advantage of me? And then leave me there alone. Malcolm- you
know, my boyfriend <i>as you've mentioned-</i><span style="font-style: normal;">
at least he's courageous enough to confront people directly to try to
make things right. Here you are, an adult or whatever, and you can't
even talk to a couple of kids without using your bizarre mental
influence crap-”</span></div>
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“Easy.” He
waves a hand to try and calm her down a bit. “Decide on whether or
not you wanted to talk to me, that's all I meant.”</div>
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“<span style="font-style: normal;">But
I'm not even sure I want to </span><i>know</i><span style="font-style: normal;">
you, Luke. I couldn't make any decisions when I don't even know your
real name, and this is the first time I'm actually, you know, seeing
you when I'm awake-”</span></div>
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“I'm sorry about
that.”</div>
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She shifts her
weight on her feet. To leave? To stay? But she has so many questions.
“I really want to know what all that was about, but how can I trust
you?” She holds in the part where she kind wanted their first
meeting in real waking life to <i>matter</i>.</div>
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FACETIOUS!” She raises her voice. “Of course I can't trust you!”</div>
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He snaps his head
back inadvertently when she yells at him. “I do owe you more than
just an explanation, but if you're this upset I'm not sure we'll ever
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“<span style="font-style: normal;">People
get upset when they've been abandoned, lied to, and when someone who
claimed to be a friend turns out to be not even an acquaintance,
</span><i>LUKE</i><span style="font-style: normal;">.” She fires
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He sighs and shakes
his head slightly. She was so passionate, but it was all so
misplaced. “You don't have to be afraid of me. And... my name is
Loki.”
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“Loki, huh?
Sounds faker than Luke.” She chooses to ignore the other comment.
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“Beaker.”</div>
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“Beaker. What the
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“I don't know, a
drug-induced cartoon fantasy name my parents dreamed up when they
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“I don't know.
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“I've told you
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She finds herself
extending a hand to meet his. “Are you going to explain yourself?”
There's a hopeful note in her voice that she can't quite stamp down,
despite the anger that she genuinely still felt. She was starting to
feel conflicted, when facing him directly. It was ironic, considering
that she's just spent most of the night making out with Malcolm
instead of studying; she can still feel the pressure of his touch on
her, of his arms around her when she thinks about it.</div>
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Her face starts to
heat up and she knows that she's blushing. She inwardly chides
herself. Luki was going to get the wrong idea. She really, really
likes Malcolm, more than she ever thought was possible when they had
first started dating, so the light butterflies in her stomach that <i>he</i>
was alive and real were annoying at best.
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“I just wanted to
apologize, and this is my opportunity to do that. Please don't think
poorly of me for sending him away.”</div>
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She smirks a little
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Loki laughs softly.
“I don't mind if you think that. Just keep in mind that when we
first met, he wasn't with you. It's not as if I meant to come between
you, I was just happy you and I could meet.”</div>
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“Shouldn't you
have shown up earlier, though?” <i>Shouldn't you have not left me
alone, like so many other people?</i> She refrains from adding.</div>
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He studies her
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She turns to go, and he places a
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“Don't leave just yet.”</div>
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She shrugs him off. “Loki, right? You
said that was your name. I don't see why you couldn't trust me with
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“I didn't mean for it all to confuse
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“I want you to stay out of my head.
If you think of me at all as someone important, you'll need to earn
my trust back, and leave my boyfriend and I alone.”</div>
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He nods. “Agreed.”</div>
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She blinks. “Wait, what? You agree?”</div>
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“I've come to the realization that I
don't know which of my own visions are correct. It's true that there
were many in which I saw us together, and I wanted to know more about
you because of them-”
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“-but my desires may not matter when
it comes to the future, and your desires are something that have to
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“None of this is sounding very
romantic.” She observes mildly, interrupting him. It was like he
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“No, I agree with you that what I did
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“Stay out of my head.” She snaps.
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He takes in a deep breath. “Right.
You're right, I'm sorry again. We were able to share so much in your
dreams that I'm forgetting myself.”</div>
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“Can you get to the point? It's cold
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Christian needs no prompting to cuddle
up next to Jet in the hot tub. He lets her play coy for a while and
then gently brings her chin to his with his fingertips, savoring a
long, pure kiss. When the kiss becomes more demanding and deepens, he
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shark? xD lmao sorry- Seems romantic and all Jet, but how are you
going to manage that in a wetsuit?)</div>
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Loki never did get to the point. Jyo
left, and after sleeping in at home during the day, she finds herself
back at his house. She knows she should stay away, but she can't. She
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knows better. He takes a good look at his cousin's son and just
knows. He's getting ready to turn his back on the organization. He
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Someone gifts the family a large
painting and it fits into Eugene's nook perfectly. Although there are
plans to bury him next to Lize in the graveyard soon so that they can
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as possible in the winter, staying over when she can. The place is
cramped but it's true that nobody minds if she crashes on the couch,
or in his room. He has a sleeping bag and keeps things largely pg-13
with her when they are alone, stopping if things get too 'out of
hand', which is both exciting and frustrating for her. She teases him
a little too much as punishment, but more often than not it's Malcolm
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possibility, although waiting for more is difficult. He says he wants to do things the right way, take it slow. Have they taken things anything but slow? She wonders.</div>
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They're waiting for graduation, but
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brother lately. He's actually gotten caught for being out late, and
has a fake after school activity that doesn't exist on the school's
official list. “Interactive Art'. He claims that it's for only a
few advanced students, so wouldn't be on the list. Jyoti knows better
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air and she's busy worrying over her own future, so she has a hard
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Let's just ignore that Jyoti's hair is off in a few places, these pictures are in order but my game had been crashing out. Turns out Starlight is plagued with glitches, they just take a while to pile up. Even Master Controller can't overcome an intersection that doesn't join to a main road and kicks everyone out of their vehicles (usually dropping them) several times a day. </div>
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Winter approaches Starlight Shores in a hush of subdued energy. Kinetic, waiting to burst forth in spring
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Jyoti sees Malcolm often at school, but
they don't talk to each other now. From time to time it feels like he
watches her, but then again, she keeps catching herself looking for
him too. She's looking because she's never wondered about who he is
really, behind the shyness before now, but her personality is obvious
to all. What's he looking for?</div>
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It takes a lot of effort some days to
pretend that she doesn't care about him at all, but it also reminds
her of her hopes and disappointments, how naive she was. It's
embarrassing, but she's comforted by the fact that he's not the type
to share private things with people who might start rumors. Things
like how she was apparently two-timing him with an imaginary person,
an older and possibly not very normal person. The rumor mill at
school would love a fresh story like that.</div>
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Most humbling is that her dreams were
real, and now even Luke is gone from them.</div>
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She doesn't know what she's supposed to
do with her pent up emotions and feelings. They aren't going to go
away on their own. Malcolm's face from the night of the pier is
sometimes all she sees, when he's sitting docilely in class. He may
have made mistakes in their relationship, but she could have handled
things better. She never gave him credit for the things he had done,
or made an effort on.</div>
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So it's a surprise when
shy-to-every-fault Malcolm calls her outside during study hall one
day, even though she was sitting in the middle of her boisterous
circle of friends.</div>
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“It still hurts, what happened,” he
says absently. “I just want to say that I'm sorry for everything,
and I'm really relieved that you didn't leave with him.”</div>
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“How do you know I didn't leave with
him?” she asks. “I could have left for the weekend and come
back.”</div>
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He has nothing to lose at this point.
“I waited, outside, afterwards. He left, and you ate alone, at the
pier. You jogged most of the way home and snuck in when your mom was
out walking the dog.”</div>
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“Should I be creeped out that you
followed me home?”</div>
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“After asking me to protect you if
you ever needed it, then screaming at me for never being there, even
though I ran out all that way to the pier when you seemed to be in
trouble?”</div>
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“Point taken. I was an absolute bitch
to you.”</div>
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He looks down at his feet. “I should
have been there for you, and I wasn't. I get why you were upset.
So... can we talk about it?”</div>
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“You have to look at people
sometimes, when you're talking to them, Malcolm.” She reminds him.</div>
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“Oh. Right.”</div>
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He didn't want to look her in the eye.
Well, he did, but everything still felt so raw. He was afraid she
would see everything he was thinking, and run away for good this
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...but he could never say that to her.
That was his biggest failing, sometimes, not knowing what to say when
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She helps him out. “I'll start. I'm
still confused about some things. You're going to ask me who Luke is,
and how I met him, and I'm not really sure when I met Luke. I thought
I was just imagining him all this time...” She trails off hoping
for some reaction, but of course there isn't one and she rambles on.
“He's sort of been, someone I've randomly dreamt about, on and off,
for a long time now. Like, my fantasy fake boyfriend that only ever
showed up in my dreams and wanted to listen to my worries and
problems. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I really wasn't sure I was
awake, at the pier, until much later.”</div>
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He swallows back the thought that her
fantasy is the exact opposite of him in every way and scowls at one
of the random bricks behind her. The rain drips off her umbrella in
staccato and he says the most obvious, difficult thing he's been
thinking. “You didn't seem well at all, I thought he'd drugged
you.”</div>
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She stops and bites her lip a bit. “But
he didn't come back, either. Someone who's willing to do something
like that.... someone who I thought I'd invented in my own mind...”</div>
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“You can stop saying you imagined him, this isn't all just in your head." His delivery is gentle despite obvious agitation. "There's more to it too, Jyo. He's a
lot older than you think he is. He was outside your house, after I
stopped to see you, and you completely had forgotten about it, and he
didn't just look older, he was taller, everything, had different
clothes on.”</div>
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“No- I don't think you were ever at
my house-”</div>
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“That's the problem.” He cuts in.
“The problem is that whatever he did to you, left you confused and
now you can't remember things. He's not normal, and I'm really
worried about you!”</div>
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He rose his voice so she stops
everything and watches him. All that hangs in the air is the steady
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“I haven't seen him again, since
then. I mean, not in dreams, not anywhere. If you didn't see him too
I probably would have left with him. You know how in dreams,
sometimes you'll try anything just to see where it leads? I would
have gone with him, for sure. But all this happening, makes it seem
so real. Makes <i>him </i>seem real.” She shudders at the rain dripping on her shoulder and
brushes some water off in frustration. When she looks like she's
going to cry he's had enough and takes a step towards her.</div>
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“Jyoti, for someone who nearly got
kidnapped and maker knows what else, you've been handling things
remarkably well. I almost can't believe it, how normal you seem. You
don't have to be okay all of the time.” She sniffs back the tears
while he continues. “I'd like to be there for you more, to help you
deal with things. I know I haven't been the best at expressing it,
but I ...care for you a lot and I want to be better. I will be.”</div>
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She makes an effort to smile at him and shakes her head lightly.
“I'm used to being on my own a lot, Malcolm. I have a lot of
friends- well, at school, but it's not like anyone ever has the time
to actually go see one another, so it's like, nobody's close
anymore.”</div>
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“So what you're saying is that it's
lonely in your ivory tower, and you've been waiting all this time for
someone brave enough to come and rescue you. Someone like me.”</div>
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“Malcolm Meir, are you <i>flirting</i>
with me right now?”</div>
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“I hope I am, been meaning to for a
while now.”</div>
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She laughs, despite herself. “That's
really flipping cute.”</div>
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“So you accept my apology?”</div>
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“Maybe if you come hug me, I'll feel
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He closes the distance between them in one long step and when she stumbles slightly towards him, she meets a firm embrace. He strokes her hair
and gently runs his fingertips over her neck in a soft massage. For
once he discovers that words are not needed. She presses herself into
his chest tightly, feeling the warmth and comfort of his presence,
the vibration of his voice. She realizes that her dreams can't
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The rain still rains on them, but is hardly noticed. “I'm so, so very sorry.” He whispers. “I took
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She sniffs. “I compared you to a made
up-dream person and never took the time to see when you were going
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“Shh. It's okay, I'm okay, I don't
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shoulder, they stand that way for a long while until she's breathing
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He lets her go carefully, and rests his
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eyes he can't help but want to kiss her. But she's upset, so he
doesn't want to take advantage of the moment. He finds it takes
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“You look really good as a blond, but
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“I just thought you might like it,
then it was convenient when I was out running. Can I tell you
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“I don't want you to be a blond
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He sighs in relief. “<i>Yeah</i>.
I'll keep it in mind.”</div>
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“I would like that very much.”</div>
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...Could there be any more patterns in
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It would be funny if you could analyze
the laundry in this game. Sims should totally be able to retrieve dna
samples from it.</div>
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Jyo has the whole evening covered just
in case she wants to be out late. There's a huge sleepover at the
Huanna's, where most of the class will be and she's supposed to be
going after Malcolm's. She doesn't really want to go there though...</div>
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Seeing the place he's grown up in
explains a lot about Malcolm's character to Jyo. There are people in
and out, someone's always got friends over, and it's a tiny two
bedroom place where it's not unusual to find someone sprawled out on
the couch, nursing a hangover in the morning. His dad's not a bad
guy, just likes to have parties and the kids are an afterthought. It
funny to have something like that in common even though the reasons
are different. He tells her she can stay late, as long as she wants
really, nobody will mind or care.</div>
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“I'd give you a tour but you can
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“Yeah, yeah I'm here to see you.”
Malcolm and Jyoti are a lot closer after what transpired between
them, having a secret that only the two of you can keep will do that.
They finally get the study date at his dad's place that they should
have had weeks ago. But even when they're separated now by after
school projects and part time jobs, they don't waste time doubting
each other as much. It helps that Malcolm has been making a real
effort to talk to her about mundane things that happened in his day,
and they text or call every night when they can't see each other. He
sucks at phone calls, they make him nervous, but he's getting better.
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Jyo tries to share what she's thinking,
and he finds out things that she hadn't wanted him to know, like the
fact that she has no real goals for the future and watching him work
hard to earn a living stresses her out.
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They've each made a real effort to be
more vulnerable, so a lot of the nerves this time are about
excitement to see each other, and not real anxiety.
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She's not interested in wasting any
time that they might be able to spend alone. “I know I'm here to
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Malcolm laughs softly and uses the
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“I think we can try.” He slides his hand down her arm in a
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All it is is a little bit of hand
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herself wishing that the moment will never end. She feels protected,
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“Is is bad that I don't care if we
don't get much studying done? I'm just happy you're here.” He
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She smirks. “So about that privacy?”</div>
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“Don't forget to put a ring on it,
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Jyoti doesn't know how she's supposed
to feel about that comment. It shouldn't be exciting, right? She's
supposed to be flustered or offended. It's an embarrassing comment to
make in front of her, sure, but something had better happen tonight
so she knows they can be more than friends, that she's not the only
one attracted in that way. They've been dating for what feels like
forever, and she told her father something like that in jest. In
reality she doesn't know if she'd always been attracted to Malcolm in
that way, or if it was just recently, when he's shown her so much
more of himself. He always had really nice green eyes, she had just
never known what it felt like to be watched by them with this kind of
quiet intensity. It's driving her more than a little bit nuts.</div>
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“No, I want you to not talk that
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Stanley waves his hand dismissively.
“You don't understand girls at all. You have to talk that way
sometimes or they'll never find you dangerous enough to let you bang
'em.”</div>
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Malcolm is not going to have this
conversation. “She's not some random girl, okay? Leave us alone
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“Yeah, yeah- you don't need my help
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kick of panic to find Jyoti has made herself completely at home,
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be doing right now, and this is a temptation he did not expect to be
confronted by so quickly. Her legs are slim and toned from hours of
exercise and his mind goes blank. He wants to touch her so badly
right now. He can't play the moment off, he can't back away from her
expectant figure.
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So he starts to ramble. “I'm really
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“I'm not here for the house, I'm here
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strengthens his resolve. This is who he wants to be with more than
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that out loud, but captivated by her boldness. “Yeah. I could go
for a bit of anything right now.” It comes out quiet, like a
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moment to slide closer, wrapping his arm around behind her waste. He
laces their fingers together and turns their hands over a time or
two, appreciating the moment, giving her a slow, idle massage with
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again. “Sorry.” He apologizes. “I don't really want to do
homework right now either. It's just... well you're the person <i>I've</i>
been dreaming about, all along- since halfway through middle school.
I have to realize that we're really together again, after everything
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takes a deep breath. “I can't tease you, I just can't get enough of
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“Then <i>show</i> me how you
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the bus to go home to be pined over for an afternoon. What they get
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“Hey um- do you want to stay
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She bites her lip and feels the heat in
her cheeks flare up again. “Yeah, okay, I'd like that too. I sort
of, already told my parents that I was at a sleepover tonight.”</div>
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“I'm supposed to say something like
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“No you aren't, you're supposed to
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“I don't want you to leave because
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Her face flushes bright red. “Dude!”</div>
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He grimaces. “Sorry, too soon for me
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He pulls her back against the bedframe.
“It was worth a try. We can get some studying done now if you like.
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She closes her eyes and sighs a
long-suffering hormonal teen sigh. “Yeah let's knock it out and be
done with it. My mom's erratic, but she may want to check up on it
when I get home.”</div>
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"I wish we didn't have to do anything right now." She says, looking outside at the falling snow. He brushes his hand against the small of her back and stands with her for a while.<br />
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"Yeah." He agrees. "Graduation is soon though, spring will be here before we're ready."<br />
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"I hope so."<br />
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"What are you planning to do, after...? Have you thought more about it?" He asks tentatively.<br />
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She turns and sees something wistful in his expression. "I suppose you have thirteen different job options lined up."<br />
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"Just one, primarily. But I'm excited about it. I'm hoping you and I can spend a lot more time together, honestly."<br />
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"I don't think I want anything from the future. Is that sad?"<br />
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"Doesn't that just mean that you're in a good place right now?" He counters.<br />
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She frowns. Malcolm had such a different way of looking at the world. Suddenly inspired, she turns and kisses him softly for a long moment. "Thank you."</div>
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Jyo reels from the slap. “What's your problem?! You used to
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"Tall midget to you." He growls.<br />
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"That doesn't make any sense. You're an idiot and you make no sense."</div>
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“This noodle-necked soyboy is what's
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girlfriend right now? At four-thirty in the morning!?”</div>
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“He's a violent sociopath.”</div>
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“He's on medication for it.” Robbie picks at his sleeve, oblivious. Malcolm turns to him. "Robbie, Stanley has your medicine, it'll make you feel better."<br />
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“Look, I hate that something like that just
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“Jyo, I've never had a good thing
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“You do know you're very reliable in
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He frowns. “Maybe. But I don't want
you to feel neglected, or pushed aside, especially when you're the
only good thing that exists around me, the bright spot in the
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She pauses. “You sure you don't know
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“I'm serious. The bad things that
happen on our dates, when we're together, I'm just used to them,
that's just how my life goes. But now they're affecting you too and
it's just... unfortunate, but it makes me so angry. You deserve
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She thinks about how 'Luke' used to
tell her that she deserved better all the time, how it made for an
impossible standard. “Life is never really fair though, Malcolm. If
I want to you be with you- and I do-then, we're going to have to
learn how to weather these things together.”</div>
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He has no problem looking into her eyes
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He reaches up to touch her cheek, and
slowly draws her in towards him in a gentle, lingering kiss. He puts the weight of his sorrow and hopes into it, and there's something almost spiritual about the connection. Not that
she knew how he felt, exactly, but this was so, so much better than
her fantasies, even with all the ups and downs. He was better than
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I feel I should mention that the Loki in this town is not the original Loki, he is a copy of the family of the original Loki who I'd sent to the swamp in Twinbrook, then Moonlight Hollow, and when we got to Starlight Shores I had adjusted my game's lifespan by quite a bit, and so the original Loki is dead. This Loki, the family copied from the Moonlight Hollow playthrough, was never dating Meghan in the first place and yet is in freaking love with her. If it matters, I'm on my third Loki right now in game- who is constantly hitting on 'Drea, the elder'. xD He's an idiot, and I love his idiot self.<br />
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Jyo runs for a bit, but leaves the
cemetery more confused than ever. She came here thinking it would
clear her head, and when Malcolm arrived it threw her back into chaos. In the end, all she had been left with were
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from this place as possible. She never goes to the beach, but it
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"I've already purchased our tickets." The tall blond man says after approaching her. There is something familiar there, but she can't quite place it.</div>
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It can't be him, can it? She feels excitement, but it's dulled by doubt.
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A familiar comforting feeling sets in.
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“I know it hasn't been too long. But
what can I say, Jyo? I've missed you.” He says. “You look more
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“What are you doing all the way out
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“What do you mean?” He counters.
“We had agreed to meet here, to wait for a ferry, remember? We
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“I'm sure my dad would be very angry,
but I'm not going to just leave my family behind. I-I mean, my
parents did something similar when they were kids and it helped them
figure things out, but who says you have to travel just to-”</div>
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The one mental projection is not going
to be enough. She's awake (albeit tired) but her heart pumps with
adrenaline from her jog. Things usually go the way Loki wants when
she is already in a dream state. But for a dress rehearsal of the
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He interrupts her confused rambling.
“You have to be ready to leave at a moment's notice. We can't <i>stay</i>
in Starlight Shores.” Of course not, that would be absurd. “That's
why you left Malcolm behind, he's already had a chance to be there
for you and he chose wrong, remember?”</div>
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“We agreed to meet here after your
talk with him.” She looks around- right, they were at the pier,
there's a ferry that can be caught here. Somewhere along the way,
this was spoken about. But it's not right. Something's wrong. Dreams
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But her mind goes fuzzy after that. She
takes it all for another dream. A real-feeling, raw dream of the kind
that would normally crescendo into a gasping awakening. Malcolm
wouldn't have met her at the cemetery, it was another dream about the
cemetery after all. That would be a creepy place for a proper date.
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And her phone rings, right in the
middle of it all. Curious, Loki doesn't stop her from answering it.
She's usually out so late, it's probably one of her friends from
school. They're not actually going to leave yet, so it would keep up
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“Malcolm? What do you mean, where am
I? I'm at the pier-there's a ferry coming- we <i>talked</i> about
this. If you can't be there for me, when Luke has done so much, and
tried so hard, then I'm choosing to be with Luke.”</div>
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The voice on the other end of the phone
is garbled but surprise is evident. Turns out she was supposed to be
studying late at his house, and had detoured here first to clear her
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Loki can't see his miscalculation as a
mistake. It might be a good time for her to break things off with her
boyfriend, after all. He can't have her getting to be more committed
to someone she's known so long at this impressionable age.</div>
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“He can come here and say goodbye,
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“What?! Who is <i>that?</i>”
Malcolm's voice comes back unmistakably this time.
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And her voice breaks. “It's better if
you don't see me leave. Y-you said I could call for you when I needed
help, but you're never-”</div>
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“Hang on, don't go anywhere with him-
I'm coming to get you.” Her boyfriend says tersely, and hangs up.</div>
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“Never really wanted to be there when
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“Jyoti!” He calls her immediately.
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“Who the hell are you?”</div>
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“Jyoti- <i>what is going on?</i>”</div>
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“Why are you here Malcolm?” Jyoti
asks, befuddled. “You don't have time to see me, so-”
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“We had a date tonight, now in fact.”
He reminds her. “What do you mean I never want to see you? I always
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“You're never available. All we do
is... text- you don't even really like me. Why did you come here
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“He can't come with us.” Luke was
saying. His voice held less of the usual force than she recalled. The
dreams were starting to meld into reality. What time was it? Probably
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“He's my-” She hesitates. What is
Malcolm, to her? “He's-” She watches, riveted at the clarity in
her boyfriend's gaze. Where is that intensity normally? What made him
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“I'm her boyfriend, and you need to
back off.” Malcolm regains his sense of righteous anger. “I don't
know who the hell you are, and what's going on right now- but you
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“You can't provide a future for her.”
The voice confirms one of Malcolm's secret fears. “You may think
you love her now but she needs someone who can spend time with her,
who can cherish who she is and what she represents.”</div>
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<i>What she represents?</i> Malcolm
raises his voice with more than a little effort. “If she wanted to
go with you then you wouldn't have to be dragging her away from me. All you're doing is revealing your cowardice and fear
that she won't stay with you.” He challenges evenly, more than a
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Like the villain in a children's tale,
Luke growls angrily and breathes a deep, angry breath in and out. He
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“Decide.” He says. It's a command,
and it makes Malcolm's skin crawl to hear the disdain in the blond boy's voice. Wait-wasn't he older? Where the heck did he come from?
This is not a classmate, and the local SSO syndicate doesn't have
this kind of authority, or even audacity, trying to kidnap someone
from a public park. They seemed more inept than this. This guy was
going to murder her if it was allowed, Malcolm just knew it. There
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“Jyo...” Malcolm tries to calm the
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But she yells at him. “Take me home?
I want to get out of this maker-forsaken city with it's fake people
and fake dreams. All this place is, is hopes being destroyed by the
idea of fame, and of fortune and success that doesn't mean anything!
You know it's the truth, you chase money more than anyone I know! And
where has it gotten you? Money can't buy you people's affection,
Malcolm- it won't make people like you and it won't make me like you
less if you don't have it. At least Luke can take me to a better
place. Hell, any place is better than Starlight Shores!”</div>
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Malcolm twitches at the dig. “I had
no idea you felt that way. But we can't talk about it here. We can go
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“Jyo, please...”</div>
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She takes about five seconds to unleash
the last half of a year's worth of feelings out on him all at once.
“Please, <i>what?</i> There's no reason for you to pretend you care
now! You're too busy to care, you can care later when everyone has
gotten tired of waiting for you. I don't know what I ever saw in you
and I'm sure it's not there anymore. You know what? I think we're
through. We've been through for a long, long time and I was an idiot
and thought we could be something, but if we're never together in the
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Malcolm doesn't know what to say.
Doesn't she have any sense of self-preservation? Is it his fault that
she's willing to run off with someone abusive, because he was too shy
to tell her, no show her how much he liked her? “I've messed things
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“I can't make it up to you. I mean, I
can, but not if you run off with this guy and never come
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He gets his thoughts together. “If
you don't want to be with me then don't- then I can't blame you if
you don't want that, but don't put yourself in harm's way just to
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His voice is full of desperation and
for some reason it only makes her more angry. Where was this fighting
for their relationship in the past several months? Where was her
first kiss, her amazing night at the dance? Where was this caring
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“No, no Malcolm, I think we're done
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he walks away from her. He really considers calling the cops. What if
she really leaves with Luke, what if he hurts her? That seems more
like a <i>when</i> than an <i>if</i>. But he can't force her to
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should he call them? She would never forgive him if he stopped her,
but there is such a strong sense of dread...</div>
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She watches him go, mixed emotions
roiling in her gut despite her outrage. Why had she never seen that
passion from him? Did he actually really like her, this whole time?
What a waste. It's all so confusing. Love wasn't supposed to be
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Loki, for his part, was having second
thoughts. He shouldn't be doing this. It wasn't going to work the way
he wanted. She's nothing like he thought she would be, even after
nearly two years of seeding magical thoughts into her dreams as she
slept. His magic is not refined enough yet, many of the dreams only
served to confuse her, and she is more strong-willed than he
realized. He is not someone who wants to be with another by forcing
them. He's not evil, like Circe.</div>
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Bringing Jyoti with him now would only
expose her to <span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">his
estranged wife's</span></span><span style="font-style: normal;">
</span>wrath. Even though he's long since divorced the woman, she's
raising their children and he doesn't want to change things for the
worse. He needs to handle Circe, first. He has a long life, he can
try again. Maybe now is not the right time. It wasn't the anguish in
the expression of the boyfriend he was feeling sympathetic to. That
sort of thing is impossible. He's too old for it, and feelings like
that are far too distant.</div>
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It's not Jyoti he wants after all, it
is Andrea from the past- no Meghan, and she is never going to be with
him again. Not with Dustin around, and he wouldn't dream of taking
away someone who still makes her so happy. Taking her daughter,
giving her time, even many years, it just wasn't going to go well,
was it? It wasn't going to make him feel less alone, or more...
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he wants from this. He recalls the original notes written by the man
who conceptualized the time machine- 30% accuracy, the future is
always in flux. Maybe he hadn't seen what he thought he'd seen, or maybe he'd been trying to force the fates too much.</div>
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Jet is over at Christian's place, having an all-important first
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Jyoti waits for a long time at the
ferry station, but Luke had left and didn't come back. It also
doesn't escape her notice that no ferries have come. She finds out
they don't run this late. She's also not sure if she was entirely
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As time passes, her mind clears. She
can tell she really did this, or parts of it. She came to the ferry
station, intent on leaving Starlight Shores behind and having some
romantic adventure. But who was Luke, really? Where had he come from,
if not straight out of her dreams? He was assertive, which was
exciting, but if he was so great, why had he chickened out and left
her here alone? Malcolm couldn't have been right about him. She
really broke up with him, right? That part happened? Or did she
freaking sleepwalk and control her dream, only to wake up alone at
the station? Nobody ever means what they do or say in their dreams,
so she ends up wondering if mistakes have been made, and how many.
She can't shake a feeling of <i>wrongness</i>.</div>
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Good old routing failure directional
anger used as storytelling. XD I am a professional, kids.</div>
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Well I went full blown movie villain
with this one. Why? Because of my roles, that's why. Also I usually
play the game in some bs manner that doesn't effect anything and one
of my many whims has once again backfired. This whim involved Loki,
who I'd effectively written out of the story. But in reality he and
Circe did not have a happy marriage either, so all his optimism for
it was of course, more of his idiot luck (which according to the game
is still 'good' lol- but the game doesn't take the watcher into
account). Anyways the result of all this was an effing novella, and I am truly, truly sorry to those of you who are tired of him appearing in this story. I secretly love Loki you know, he's just never as bad as I make him out to be.</div>
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I love the “Call for Protector”
interaction that came with Supernatural. (<i>I need you for a scene! </i>
((Sim comes running)))</div>
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Because of course he's not gone. He's
never gone. Also disclaimer that I don't intend to misuse Loki again after this whole thing ends. He's in the town, which is the main problem. I may see him in the future and become inspired. As for why this is legacy-ending, well it won't end but it's true that the seeds are now sewn that will forever alter it. Just like so long ago when I put the 'Glimpse' of the future together for Loki so that readers could see what's upcoming in the story, I then realized that I had made it cannon that Loki knows what's going to happen next. This may be a bullshit blog about a fake-person-breeding-in-barbie's-dream-home game, but I have my integrity too, dammit.</div>
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Here's the original seed to all of this madness for those that want to go back : <a href="https://sparrowlegacychallenge.blogspot.com/2017/11/112-glimpse.html">https://sparrowlegacychallenge.blogspot.com/2017/11/112-glimpse.html</a><br />
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Also quick edit to explain further reasoning; I'm building Loki's behavior here on his ambitious trait when coupled with the family oriented and eccentric, especially taking into account the idea of an ambitious person who has lost their family trying to recover (I find the ambitious trait quite dangerous in the right situations, and family oriented doesn't equal loving. Here's a weird story from the animal kingdom about that- TLDR is a female lioness who was known to adopt baby gazelles who then would starve to death when she couldn't feed them- not the best comparison but w/e; <a href="https://www.nytimes.com/2002/10/12/world/5-little-oryxes-and-the-big-bad-lioness-of-kenya.html">https://www.nytimes.com/2002/10/12/world/5-little-oryxes-and-the-big-bad-lioness-of-kenya.html</a>). In my game he's also lucky. Circe basically made his problem of searching for the perfect family worse, but I won't go into that unless there's an opportunity. It's going to be mostly gameplay focused from here on out, I've had it with posing in alt saves for a while.Frogsnackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09055887588288370476noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723270837887974540.post-26193754624789568182020-05-22T17:07:00.001-07:002020-05-22T19:26:33.275-07:001.43 Show and Tell<br />
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Jyoti has had this wish locked in for
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She lets him ramble about it for a while and
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romantic poems, I'll bring us something sweet to eat and a bottle of
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“It doesn't have to be expensive, I
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“I wouldn't do that and you know it. You could always sneak into my room
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“Your parents are up at all hours and
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“Hmm, right. Well I'm sure we'll
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This is a rare morning where the adults
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“So I'm running out of things to
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“Mmm.” Meghan chews thoughtfully.
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“I know. I guess I keep thinking back
to our experiences in college and I can't really fault him for not
being interested. Not that I expect for a second that he'll be
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“The Sparrow Family Circus. There is
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“We'd probably have to have about
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his wife, really is enough for him. She still loses 2-1. He does
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They sit close and it feels natural,
but a little exciting. Jyo talks about the upcoming dance, and wears
the dress she wore last prom that he didn't get to see as he didn't
attend. He finds that incredibly sweet, but is more impressed that
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“But if I didn't risk the dress, we
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“I'm not that girly to care about a
dress more than the time I get to spend in it, you know. Is that...
weird?”</div>
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“Other girls might...”</div>
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Maybe they'll finally get a little bit
closer, she thinks. It's just that, he's a quiet guy, but he rarely has time
for her between school and all his part time jobs. She thinks that
what she wants from him is so simple. A little more time. If she were
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“I have to work... It was nice
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tells him that she's got a stylist appointment over the weekend and
if he was expecting to take her to homecoming, he was going to be
there to help her pick out a dress. He hears something in her voice,
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school. It's sporty and girlish at the same time, and more
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Everet's advice was surprisingly
helpful as Malcolm cannot be relied on for this. It turns out his
mother passed away, and he's supposed to be helping his dad plan
arrangements this evening, but here is he is with her instead, not
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“I'm out here with you though- I just
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She feels bad, and picks something out
in haste that she doesn't hate, but doesn't quite feel like her. With
her new hair though it's lovely, she just won't be able to run in it.
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She knows his mood has nothing to do with her, but
it's difficult for her to not internalize it. He doesn't want to talk
about his mom, and he doesn't think to say something nice about her
choices, and it feels like they are further than ever apart.</div>
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working she'll be able to keep an eye on the main reception room and
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I<i> like my new look</i>, she decides.
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She tells herself that, but... is she
just reading too much into everything? Maybe she didn't need the
change after all. The short hair is going to feel amazing as she
runs, though. And it matches her eyes, she's going to keep it for
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Still, nothing feels like an
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I'm calling this the existential crisis
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Chores.</div>
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Tail chasing.</div>
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Training.</div>
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A few weeks later is a school dance.
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Jet & Christian are getting along
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Jyoti and Malcom... haven't spoken in a
while. He still works several part time jobs and Jyoti hasn't wanted
to be with someone who's half there most of the time. At least, in
her internal narrative. In reality, it's been difficult for her to
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Everyone seems to be in a bad mood on
this rainy fall night as they wait outdoors in long lines for the
privilege of entering their boring-ass school happy dance, or
whatever. The pageantry in this city gets to be so tiresome for the
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Malcolm danced with her a little bit,
got her punch, and she was the Homecoming Queen along with five other
people. There was still something rehearsed, non-exciting, and not
enough about it all. He doesn't seem to dislike her, but she wonders
where that spark went that she felt in the beginning? Weren't they
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She is too exhausted to work out that
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Not wanting to take precious time away
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Dustin plays more epic sets at the largest indoor stadium in town, but sometimes all he can see is the stupid proprietor
flirting with people. He risks his life for a great show just in case
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Homecoming pictures arrive in the mail.
It makes Jyoti wish things were going better, but really there's so
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The makeover was a good idea, she
thinks. She's lighter on her feet and feels like she can be sporty
and a girl at the same time. She looks good in the picture. Happy
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She finally decides to talk to her dad
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“Dad- Can I ask you a question?
You're ancient. What was it like when you and mom were dating? How
did you find time for each other, didn't you both go to college and
study?”</div>
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Her dad answers in between bites of
grilled cheese. “Basically, your mom had a final chance with me and
she didn't blow it. She finally admitted her feelings... after
choosing to live with a bunch of plants instead of people, and people
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Dustin's daughter takes a deep breath.
“You know what, I'm sorry I asked.”</div>
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“I guess I'll just sleep with him and
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Jyo didin't mean it, of course, she
doesn't think. She was just punishing her dad for not taking her
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There were normal dreams too, that were actually pleasant. It
was summer, Jet was alive, and leaving for college a grade early
because he and written a hit play and was going to be famous before
he was even 18. She was held back a year, and planning to coach kid's
softball forever, adding nothing to the family name. It doesn't dawn
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<i>I don't want... to lie to you
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Malcolm, waiting outside for her.
Choosing the right words to say before ringing the doorbell. Hoping
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said. She's been avoiding him for weeks. They didn't see one another
really over the summer and now that fall is fully upon Starlight,
it's starting to look like they're not even together. Even he has
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She comes out to meet him, but doesn't
invite him inside. It's not a good sign really. And he forgets what
he wanted to say. He just wants to look at her. He has a problem of
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Finally he manages to say something. “I
wanted to come pick you up before our study date, I hope that's okay.
I feel bad I haven't been able to hang out much.”</div>
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“My dad is always missing birthdays,
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He winces. Ouch. “I'm sorry, Jyo.”</div>
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“Don't be.” She sounds too polite,
as if it doesn't concern her. “I'm fine. Thank you for being
concerned.” And she turns towards the door.</div>
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“I... am, though. I really feel
badly.” He feels the distance between them keenly now and it makes
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“I thought you were too busy to
notice anything.” She confesses. Before he can say much more she's
already walking away from him. “I have to go sit down, I have a
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“Are we still on to study later, at
my dad's?” He asks her. It may just be study, but he had been
looking forward to it. It's not like their schedules converge often
that they had time together after school.</div>
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“I guess... it's out of the way, but
I was going to jog through the graveyard first. You could always meet
me at the graveyard before- if you think you can handle my kind of
work out. Or don't. I don't care either way.”</div>
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“I could meet you for your workout.
Do you want to let me know when you're there?”
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Malcolm waits for her to come back out,
to clarify things with him, but she doesn't. No new messages on his
phone either. Maybe he'll just have to send her one. He leaves, heads
down the hill, but something feels off, he turns back.</div>
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She's back outside, and not alone. His
first thought is that Jyoti has a twin sister, but he knows better,
knows that's her on a cold frosty night, in the arms of an older man.
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An unfamiliar feeling of fear grips him
and stalls him for a moment. Doubt keeps him from acting. That can't
be real. But as if his presence was felt more than seen, slowly the
pale man turns to face him, and a chill runs up his spine at
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The specter glares at him and he is
rooted to the spot, legs failing to move closer or further away. They
stand like this, unmoving, for several terse and possibly precious,
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He walks around the side of the house,
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They did just have a conversation,
didn't they? There's nothing unusual anywhere now. And, Jyoti isn't
that kind of a girl in the first place. <i>Right, calm down</i>. He
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There are so many nights like this,
when the dreams blended in with the time spent at home and she has no
idea when she fells asleep and the dream had actually begun.
Exhausted after working out, she collapses in her bed and falls
asleep, and falls into his arms, over and over again.</div>
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Jyo doesn't have anything passionate,
or even remotely clear in the mundane routine of her daily life. She
clings to the moments when she is asleep. She clings to the sharp
sensation when he drags his teeth over her neck, leaving a chilly
trail in their wake. She feels... wanted, when she is asleep.
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Luke is more urgent that usual, tonight
in particular. There's something of a desperation in his voice that
she can't place and doesn't understand.
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“We need to leave, tonight, Jyo.
Everything could be lost. You have to believe me and take it
seriously, this time.”</div>
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“I can't just leave with you, I don't
understand why you think I should. I've told you no so many times.”
She whispers. She doesn't want to hurt him.</div>
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He takes a step back, shaking his head.
She was never going to understand. “I haven't shown you enough.”
He decides.</div>
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He takes a deep breath, in and out.
“Can you see it, can you try to understand, a little? We aren't the
same kind, Jyo. I'm different from you, I can see what you cannot,
partly because... I'm not even human, not anymore.”<br />
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She is somehow not surprised by this revelation, that he's not human. Lots of unrealistic creatures have appeared in her dreams, and her best friend has a secret like that after all (even if his is more hidden-in-plain-site). "Is that all?" She asks him, amused.</div>
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“I never knew how I should approach
you, so all I could think of was to ask you to think about me,
sometimes. Then it wasn't enough, I got to know you, in your dreams.
The things you want, the things you wish you could have, I want you
to have them too. You deserve better, I want to help you make your
life happen again.”</div>
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“But, how old are you
Luke?”</div>
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He smiles a gentle smile. “A little
bit older than you thought. I wanted to wait, to let you see me as I
am, without putting more pressure on you than I already have. Does it really matter now, when you're so close to catching up with me?”</div>
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She's not interested in his reasoning, she wants to see proof of this where it counts.“Can we meet, when I'm awake?”</div>
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“Soon- but you should know that, I'm
not really Luke out there. My kind... we're in constant danger from
those who hunt us, I'm not someone you can tell other people about.
Please let me trust you with my true self when the time comes.”</div>
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“You mean, you don't look like this,
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He picks over his clothes and shrugs.
“This is close enough.”<br />
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Jyo wakes up outside, dazed. Feeling
off. This doesn't happen a lot, but it has before. To clear her head,
even though it's nearly a half hour before curfew is in effect, she
heads out to the cemetery. It's cold, wet, foggy and depressing.
Exactly the opposite of how it appears in her head space, and exactly
how she expects it to look. She hadn't really been here for years
when all this started, it's weird that so many of her dreams have
occurred in it. She thought they were resolved so many times, only to
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Tension break while Jet goes off to
visit Christian at her place. Her brother Chance is a good friend, so
why does this greeting feel mildly threatening right now?</div>
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Jyoti doesn't know what to make of it,
when Malcolm shows up. But he's more serious than usual (if that
could even be possible really) and she gets the feeling that he's
relieved to see her.
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“Jyoti.” He begins the
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“What are you talking about?” She
doesn't for a second entertain the thought that her dreams at night
had been spilling into her actual life to this degree. It's not like
he knows what she's been dealing with internally all this time.</div>
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“I was just at your house, to see
you, and you blew me off and didn't want to see me, that's what I'm
talking about.”</div>
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“I think I'd remember you being at my
house a few minutes ago.”</div>
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“Well you don't, because I was there
and you answered the door before practically slamming it in my face.
I went to go home after that, but something didn't feel right, and I
went back. You were outside still, there was an older man, you were
standing so close to him, Jyo.” he runs his hand through his hair
roughly. “I don't know what I'm supposed to think about this.”</div>
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“What do you mean, I was standing
outside? I was asleep.” Shes asks, dumbfounded. She feels a kick of
fear though. It is true that she woke up outside. “Who was I
supposed to be outside with?”</div>
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“He was tall, a blonde...” He frowns at
her, but it's more of a scowl when he recalls the look on the older
man's face. “He's not normal.” He says through gritted teeth.
“Who is he? ...Are you dating him, too?”</div>
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She laughs, thinking this has to be
some kind of a joke. “You can't see Luke, he's not like, not a real
person.”</div>
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“That was a real person of some kind.
Is he even human?”</div>
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She doesn't know what to say to any of
this.
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“Are you <i>dating him</i>, Jyoti?
While you're dating me? I can't believe that's the kind of person you
are.”</div>
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“No- I wasn't with anyone! And Luke is like, someone I've never met, like a pen pal... that's the only person I can think of
who's blonde, but he's not even that tall...”</div>
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“Anyways Malcolm I'm not dating
anyone else. I barely have enough energy to try to see you. I don't
know what you saw when I don't even recall meeting you in the first
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He doesn't like this, she answered too
easily, too confidently. It comes off honest but he has a bad feeling
about it all. She's not a forgetful person. “If we never met, then
how did I know you'd be out here?”</div>
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She opens her mouth to answer and snaps
it shut. He's right. They must have spoken. “I-I don't know I
haven't been sleeping well for a while. I guess I could've forgotten,
or maybe we talked about it during the day at some point?”</div>
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She's fishing for answers that she
doesn't have. He shakes his head. “We didn't talk during the day.
I'm getting worried about you.” He knows what he saw, or thinks he
does. “Don't you remember being outside?”</div>
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She shakes her head quickly. “No, not
at all.” She lies while her mind reels. Was Luke really outside
with her while she slept? Sounds super unlikely.</div>
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“I haven't really been as comfortable
outside as I used to be,” she confesses. “Maybe if I'm out like
this again, I can call you if I don't like whatever I encounter in
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“I'll come running.” He promises.
“I'm sorry for doubting you, Jyoti- but we did talk, maybe both of
us need to get better rest with everything we have going on.”
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She sighs a sigh of relief that he's
not going to pursue this. “Or just sleep in school so we can
actually hang out.”<br />
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He smiles. “That would be nice even if
it's unrealistic. And you'll come by after, right? It's late, you'll
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“Sure.” She smiles and completes
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“Okay, okay it's a date. I'll let you
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Malcolm leaves every date within about three interactions. It turns out that the horrible date at the tavern was the best time-wise, if he hadn't sat on his laptop for most of it. >_>; After the one-interaction date where they only got to watch the stars after the introductory chat, and he left, I had Jyo call him to hang out at the salon and he immediately arrived there. Somebody explain that to me.<br />
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So his in game behavior is a big part of why I introduced blondie as I wasn't sure things would work out for them.<br />
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The pics from Christian's house all
sucked. Except for the part where her dad peed himself and wanted Jet
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Some nights Jyoti tries to put the
dreams off by staying up incredibly late, even though they've often
been exhilarating and it's fun waking up in wonder about everything
that happened or was said. She jogs outside again, circumventing her
mothers haphazard watch all too easily. She finds herself in unusual
places, not least of all, the graveyard. There are glimpses there, of
things she dreams about. But often she will blink and see that it was
all starkly different from her dreams. Here there are harsh city
lights just outside the path she travels, here the dead rule and
there is a dreadful sense of not-belonging, even though she does not
feel afraid. It's warm in her dreams, in his embrace, and cold, wet,
windy or dry here as she runs.</div>
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Jyo recognizes this behavior for what
it is- she's out looking for him. She knows that Luke cannot possibly
exist. Nothing worked that way in reality- but she needs to know, she
needs to feel that he's not with her to know when he is truly gone.</div>
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She even has the occasional dream where
Luke is nowhere to be found, though she tries to meet him. She still
manages to tangle with odd fantastic creatures and make up her own
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There's even a line to play ghost dodge
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But he is there for that one, and it
turns out he's finally enacting his plans to take her away somewhere
'safe'. He's arranged everything- her parents will be notified in the
morning that she's been placed under witness protection, and she can
travel with him under the guise of it. She doesn't know how it makes
her feel exactly, that she doesn't get to decide. It's her future
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“Luke- I don't think I can leave with
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He turns and she can barely make out
his profile though the mesh. “I know that. But this is something
you need, nonetheless. Jyo, I- I need you to trust me. We have to
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that she's unfamiliar with. So she acquiesces at first, thinking all
the time that she's going to regret this, so much. The tempo of her
heart rises until it's all she feels. This becomes a horror in her
dream and it unnerves her- she does not want to leave.</div>
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yelling, screaming when it looks like he can't hear her. She doesn't
want this, she doesn't want this, she wants to go home and be with
her family. The urge to get out of the car rises, like bile in her
throat. Eventually he turns, apologizes, the car veers violently up
the path towards their house, more in the foothills of the nearby
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The tempo of the dream calms again,
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emotions, being at her home with her, are overwhelming, brewing below
the surface. She's never had an insight into his feelings before now.
He's conflicted- there is longing, anticipation, and for some reason,
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<i>How are they living now?</i> He
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to explore the outside of the house. He stops right away at her dad's
project car, and he can sense everything that it means, to her
parents somehow. If he were a mage it would be considered a powerful
artifact, with all of the hopes and dreams and memories that have
been seasoned into it, over the years. Jyo can feel it through him,
oddly, but the car means so much more to her parents than she ever
realized. It has a staying power. An anchor in their lives, defining
a part of who they are together, even. Luke pauses, absorbing the
feeling of it, while her mother drones on and on in the periphery of
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sense lately- she has the feeling that's it's not just about her,
after all. These dreams were some of Luke's thoughts and worries, as
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there was a time when her parents had nothing. It would make for a
wonderful novel- but she hates sitting still and doesn't keep a dream
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more often outside the house- which is probably more convenient than
at a graveyard, even if the graveyard was amazingly beautiful in her
dreams. She gets a thrill that he's still here, where she left him
last time.</div>
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She wonders if they're even here at the
same time. All she's getting are bits of feelings from him still, as
if being here with her is such a novel thing. For a guy that can
summon a horse at the tips of his fingers to impress her, shouldn't
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She somehow knows that Luke has a surge
of emotion that he's sorting though, but chiefly the taste of
satisfaction is nearly on his tongue. He was right about everything.
He doesn't know if he can stop himself, this time, if he wants to-
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Finally he breaks his silence and comes
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a princess. I can see why you don't want to leave.”</div>
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She smiles- he gets it- but his face
turns more somber than usual. “My family is here.” She reminds
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He nods. “I know, I understand it
well enough. I think- there's a lot you just don't have the
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Her mood sours. “You wanna say that
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He sighs. “Let's go back to where we
usually talk. It's a bit more... comfortable. I have a lot to tell
you and it's going to take time. We have to talk about your future.”</div>
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When they get there, there is a new
tension in the air. “What do you mean, I have to be ready to face
death? You didn't used to be this much of a buzzkill to be around.”</div>
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He remains patient. “It's hard to
explain-but in your case, using fate or luck as an example- it's
assured for you. Not in the exact near future, but within, I don't
know, the next five or six years specifically. That's what I've been
trying to tell you all along. You refuse to believe me on much
lighter topics, but the reason I know is mostly coincidental. My fate
is tied to yours, which is why I can see so much of what will go on
with you in the near future. When our paths overlap- even if things
change minutely on the how or where, I can still gain a clear picture
of what will be happening in your life. I'm not going to have as much
time to be with you as I'd like, or honestly as you deserve, all I
can do is inform you about it. It can't <i>be</i> changed.”</div>
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“That sounds like some metaphysical
bs again.”</div>
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He shrugs. “Again, I didn't make the
rules. I just have a highly ...localized ability to peer into my own
potential futures, which is what led me to you in the first place.”</div>
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“You're saying that certain meetings
and ...partings are inevitable.”</div>
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He seems relieved. “You've been
listening.”</div>
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“So... shouldn't that work the
opposite way? That you can help to prevent unnecessary death or
'partings' as you can see them ahead of time? Assuming of course that
I choose to believe any of this.”</div>
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“Well the major meetings and partings
are tied to events. Think of them like they are keys that unlock the
next stage of your own personal timeline in your life. In order to
advance in your life, you have one key that could open many doors,
but you may only choose one door, and as you pass through it, time
marches you along so that you can't go back and make another choice.
In your case, there is death behind just about every single door. I
don't know why, but you won't know until you choose a door and use
the key to that moment whom you will be parting with.”</div>
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“That's so creepy.” She groans.
“I'm just supposed to believe something like that? Maybe you're
more of a nightmare I'm having.”</div>
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He shakes his head quickly. “No-
don't believe it, it makes no difference. Even I can't tell who will
be affected with certainty, all I can think of is to warn you about
the choices you're making. Make them carefully, and if something
doesn't feel right, don't do it.”</div>
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“Odd, you're the one always telling
me to leave Starlight Shores behind and forget about everyone I know
it first place. And that doesn't really feel right.”</div>
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“About that... I do want to take you
with me, but mostly I think it'll change who has to die. If you
aren't around your family and close friends for a few years, maybe-
and this sounds callous- but just maybe your fate will default to
someone you don't know instead of someone you're really close to that
you care about.”</div>
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“What if we leave together, and the
person behind the door is actually you?”</div>
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He shakes his head in the negative. “It
won't be. Like I said earlier, our paths will split ways again, much
as I'd rather be with you. That's something that <i>I</i> won't get
to change.”</div>
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She groans, trying to figure out how to
give him the benefit of the doubt. “This is giving me a depressing
headache, and I'm not even sure I'm actually here, talking to you in
the first place.”</div>
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“I'm sorry.”</div>
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“Well I mean, don't be- it's just
that I'm not sure why you're telling me really. It doesn't sound like
you know who will be affected by this either. So, why tell me?”</div>
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“Because Jyo- I care about you. That
shouldn't be such a foreign concept.”</div>
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“If you cared about me you'd show me
who you are when I'm awake.”</div>
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“Okay, I guess I deserve that. But it
can't be helped. You shouldn't ask me for more than I can provide. It
wouldn't be right now, for a number of reasons.”</div>
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“Well, can't we talk about those
reasons?”</div>
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“Someday, Jyo. But for now, think of
it like another door. You haven't crossed the right threshold for us
to even be in the right time and place.”</div>
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“Sounds complicated. I can dream
about you even though you are nowhere near the same time as I am?”</div>
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“You are your mother's daughter, I'll
give you that.” He manages a small smile.</div>
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It's not the first time he's mentioned
her mother in passing conversation. “Or my father's daughter?”</div>
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Luke raises an eyebrow. “If you
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“Look, it doesn't matter- I'm going
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“Wow. Harsh.”</div>
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Much like a loud, abrupt noise in a peaceful silent space, fear grips her primally when she is confronted with her brother's dying face.</div>
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He has so much to live for, but it
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“This won't happen if you leave on
time with me. I'm trying to tell you, people will die if this
continues. Your family, home... everything can be lost.”</div>
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...and there's the pressure, <i>again</i>.</div>
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She feels herself becoming irrationally
angry. “You need to fix this! There's no point in showing me if you
don't intend to help me, Luke!”</div>
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“There's nothing to fix. It's fate
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“One of the fates, you said one of-
can't my brother decide his own fate, too?!”</div>
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“I don't know, I don't see him.”</div>
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keep going. They're about a much more dangerous future now, but as
for what changed, it's impossible to know. In them, Jyoti takes the
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She wakes this time in turmoil- it
wasn't possible for her to feel so much fear, was it? But she did.
The future was never assured, not even Luke could tell why he had
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And things feels just as normal, as
mundane as ever, during her waking moments. She can't share the
dreams with anyone though, and it weighs on her, making it at times
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Summer drives onward, the noise of life
around her sounds a white noise as she grinds, getting ready for
college applications and essays, preparing to find her path after her
last year in school, the world around her feels stale and in motion
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Another pool party on labor day at the
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Zelda Huanna, the Mayor's ex wife and
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“Sorry about that.” Dustin manages
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“My wife tells me you helped put out
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This the kid is willing to talk about.
He noticed there was no alarm so he didn't think anyone was coming to
help, and it's really important to get these things quickly so nobody
gets hurt. You have to aim at the base of the fire, and there's
technique involved, and he had seen a spare chemical retardant
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“I think we can agree on that.”
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“I have a few part time jobs at the
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“A few, why not one? You have
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“I know that, Sir. Well- some are
seasonal, and I want to earn enough to move out as soon as I
graduate.”</div>
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Jyo shows up quickly, having seen them
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“I have, you must have forgotten to
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“He's been at our parties before...”
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Dustin stares at his daughter, somewhat
dumbfounded. She used to tell him everything, and trust him with
every secret. It took this long to hit him that she's growing up and
will soon be an adult in her own right.</div>
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“So, dad... Can you give us a
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Dustin doesn't like that look for some
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“It's my party and I'll sneak off if
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“We'll stay here.” Malcolm assures
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She is not going to get her date locked
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“Jyo... everything okay?” Malcolm
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She sighs. “I just... sometimes I
hate this place. Do you ever want to just leave it all and run away
somewhere?” <i>Why did I say that?</i> She has to remind herself
that those dreams are not real.</div>
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“I guess... it would depend... on
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Malcolm can kind of see where Jyoti's
coming from on this mess. There's no privacy in her life, it seems.
If it bothers him that he and Jyo were interrupted when they haven't
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many runs out in the moonlight and begins to hum a few bars of Ping
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Dustin would like to know how much his
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Malcolm can't help but stare at her.
The flush in her cheeks, the excitement when she speaks about the
trip the family took to China, her love of martial arts. The feeling
of the wind on her face while out jogging, the thrill she gets from
little things in life is infectious. It's hard for him to say much to
people in general, but even more difficult when she's looking at him
so intently in return. He wants to reach out and hold her, and touch
the skin on her shoulder to feel even closer, but even that seems
like some distant dream. With all these people around, with the
relationship so new, he wouldn't dream of it.
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Which is kind of like she was the one
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<i>Finally</i>. “That would be great.
Let me know what color you're wearing for the boutonniere.”
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In which ghosts have no athletic skill.
I'll be wrapping up the current 'fantasy bf' tale in about oneeee
more update. Can you tell I had a lot of cool pictures I wanted an excuse to use? Sorry for all the randomness. xP</div>
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Also no, no your brother does not have
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“Haha, you got a sunburn! Idiot,
idiiot, baaakaa~!”</div>
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This shit right here is why I still
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Hoping to find a more private setting
to get to know to Malcolm, Jyoti invites him to the small tavern that
Kevin refused to enter over a year ago when she asked him if they
were supposed to be dating. We're just going to call this place Bad
Luck Tavern.</div>
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“So it isn't like, a romantic setting
or whatever, I just wanted to check the place out. We can still get
tropical drinks and pretend we're at the beach in some faraway place,
and not stuck here in Starlight, with chores and homework and
curfew.”</div>
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He looks at her idea and isn't sure he
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“You know we have a massive paper to
finish for Simmanities, and group projects in two other subjects this
week? We have to get some studying done.”</div>
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“Right, I know...” Where was his
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“If we get the work out of the way
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Malcolm hates the plan of drinking at a
bar while being underage actually. He thinks it's a bad idea, but she
looks disappointed so he agrees. “I'll go in if you really want
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“Yeah...” Her enthusiasm is
tampered, but he did agree. What if he thinks she's rebellious, like
her brother and doesn't find her respectable?<br />
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“I hear the food's good. My dad is
actually really amazing chef, I think that's more impressive than his
performances, actually. I've learned a little bit, but it's not
nearly on his level. I don't know how he makes the time for it. But
it'll be nice to eat something that's not left over cake from some
party and veggie burgers- my mom's favorite. Who thought the idea of
tofu as a burger was a good idea? I can't work out properly on
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extracurriculars, school work and the weight training you've been
doing before sports club. I'd like to learn how to eat better too.
Maybe I can make something for you after a workout, sometime.”
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That was <i>just </i>what she wanted to hear.
He has redeemed his earlier uncoolness with the promise of future
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“I'd probably have to make a dozen
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it's not like he's trying to be flirty, she doesn't think (although
he did manage to walk awfully close to her during a conversation
about how bad tofu is). The attention is nice though, it kind of
feels like she actually has a boyfriend for a moment that she's said
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interactions with friends, and he can't take her seriously when she
means it. To make matters worse, she's unsure about what dating is
supposed to be like, so when things are predictably awkward she's not
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Dating can be so annoying sometimes.
You know, in reality. It rains on them so they venture into the seedy
bar she's been dying to check out ever since she can remember. She's
seen all kinds of different people going in and out, or heard loud
fun music playing from the outside when she was biking or jogging by, even as a child.</div>
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bar because she's seen it done in movies (her dad is a superstar so
yes, she is allowed to do this), and Malcolm decides to get work done
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Her boyfriend did not just open up his
laptop on their date. “What-are-you-doing.” She says, annoyed
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“Homework. Research for a paper.”</div>
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“Your paper is about playing videos games... and cars.”</div>
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“Engines, actually, and how different
societies developed the technology according to people's habits.
There's some great videos on the subject and I have to review a few
of them for it.” He doesn't think to assure her that this won't
take a long time. He has to get some of it done tonight, the laptop
is on loan from someone else and he has to give it back.</div>
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she drinks too much of this. Is that why people drink when they're
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It's not like Jyoti to have nothing to
say, but this guy is nothing close to romantic, and she has high
expectations for her first 'real date'. What she was getting instead
right now is indifference, at best. He didn't have to ride in and
rescue her from something, a knight on a valiant steed, and she
didn't think there was anything at the moment that she actually needs
rescuing from. So barring the hopeless romantic tropes (as she is not
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finished with the bulk of the research he needed to get done as the
rest can be finished easily enough at home, she doesn't even bother
to respond. She is less important to him than his simmanities grade.
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“I was thinking of getting something
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down to order something. Far be it from Jyo Sparrow to interrupt a
hard working student in need of refreshment.</div>
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she's given up completely, choosing to join in a game of foosball on
the other side of the bar. She figures she won't have to deal with
Malcolm for a while as there's no way he'd approach a group of
strangers to try and get her back to the date.</div>
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Teaming up they beat the other side.
More importantly, the little taste of fun keeps the date from being
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“I need to head back home if I'm
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“We could-” Malcolm looks around
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“You sure you're brave enough to
dance, shy guy?” She appeals to his less cowardly side. He has to
admire how that bolsters him and helps chase away the uncertainty he
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“I guess I have to be.” He says,
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So he heads over to the dance floor, as
far away from the center of the room as possible. One or two songs
like this, being separated by several other people dancing, and Jyo
calls it and says goodbye. If he's disappointed at all it is
indiscernible. She knows how to have a good time out with other
people, but he is proving to be more than a challenge for her to try
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<i>He tried</i>, she thinks, <i>he
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She jogs back home and heads to the
workout room, thinking it over and over in her head. Had she chosen
such a bad location, was it the wrong night for a date, when so much
work was due? He didn't even try to be close to her, not really. And
all she can think of as she drifts off to sleep is that she kind of
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As she sleeps, as if on cue, she is
greeted by someone familiar. The recurring dream has all but ceased,
but he still appears in various ways that are less repetitive. They have more in depth
discussions, she feels less pressure and more reassurance that she's
on the right path in life now. He reminds her often that it's okay
not to have the clairvoyance needed to see around every corner in the
bend before one gets to it. She can wing it, or they can, together.</div>
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“You've been having a hard time.”
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“Usually you show up later, after
I've had dreams with fairy tale monsters in them, faeries that I can
outrun in marathons, mummies I fight off while plundering ancient
treasure in dry, desolate places...”</div>
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“You're saying that I have a certain
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“You've been thinking it would be
nice, to be rescued.” He shrugs. “I find you perfectly capable of
doing that sort of thing for yourself, but it seemed like a timely
gesture.” No biggie bringing her an actual horse to ride, not that
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“Are you feeling alright?”
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Already this setting is more romantic
than her real life date was. <i>Pathetic</i>.</div>
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“I'm okay, just a little bit off
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“I'm sure we can do something to help
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“Sure.” She agrees easily enough.</div>
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Jyo walks right up to the horse despite
having no training with the large animals at all. “He's absolutely
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“She then, how progressive.” Jyo
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“It's hardly progressive if there's a
fifty percent chance.”
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“Wow, okay, so is something wrong
with <i>you</i> today?”</div>
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He contemplates this, then begins to
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“Shoot. Luke, are you okay?” You
didn't have to bring out a horse just to impress me if you didn't
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“This horse loves me though. I
brought her to meet you even though I think she's a bit jealous. She
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“She did not you just missed your
footing.” Jyo has a flash of insight here. <i>Is this an argument
I'm having with my actual dream boyfriend? </i>“Bad luck, huh?”</div>
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“I was fine until I entered your
dreams.” Despite the accusation, Luke's tone remains observing.
“You were with Malcolm, just now?”</div>
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“Sure. We got to hang out a bit.”
She folds her arms over her chest, subconsciously defensive. “Why?”</div>
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“Maybe his bad luck is affecting you,
it must be a powerful fortune to stay with you this long.” It's
such a ditsy thing to say that Jyo does a double take and forgets her
annoyance. “Why the mystical assumption? You usually seem so practical when
we have our conversations.”</div>
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She is rewarded with a wry tone in
response. “It becomes inevitable eventually. The more you see, the
more you realize that you are not, and cannot ever be, fully in
control. I'm usually on the lucky side of things, technically. But
there's no real relying on it.”</div>
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“This is the part where you tell me
your own personal monkey paw story.” She prompts, remembering some
dumb legends from simlish class a while back.</div>
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“I wouldn't know how mine ends
though, I'm still in the process of wishing. Also we're discussing
luck, not curses.”</div>
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She manages to blithely ignore all the
un-fun things he just said. “So you're waiting on the negative
consequences? What is your wish about?”</div>
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“Nothing, at the moment, as I've
already met you.” He says.</div>
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“Aww, that's sweet.”</div>
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“She's smiling at me. Is that a
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don't know, she's in a bit of a mood at the moment. Let me look
around, there's probably some fruit we can give her to calm her down
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knowing what to do, the horse nips at her and she jumps back about a
foot. “Uhh- Luke? What did I do?”</div>
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He sighs and walks back from a nearby
apple tree. “I told you she's jealous. Usually she gets all of my
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“Calm down horsie, I probably met him
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“I don't know, none of this is real.”
He shrugs. “Just pick one.”</div>
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“Okay- Vanessa. Calm your hooves,
Vanessa.” The horse does not like Jyo's tone and just snorts air
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“Yeah, so Luke- this isn't working
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“I'm sorry. Let me get her something
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“Yeah- that's a no from me. I'm going
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Jyoti finds herself amused in this
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and just said 'let's see what happens this time'. Her dream dates are
starting to become equally as boring as her real ones. I mean, his
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“It's okay, it's okay...” He
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“May I sit?” He asks after the horse magically
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“You've not been feeling well
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“You've already told me how you think
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He inclines his head to get a better
look at her face. “Seems true though. And whenever I'm with you, I
can feel it too, what you are feeling. I don't want to let you be
melancholy, when we're together.”</div>
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It's been a while since the last dream,
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“You're just imaginary, you know- some
day I'm going to grow out of this- being with you.”</div>
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“Don't say that- I might just grow
along with you. I'm not intending to leave you alone, Jyo. At least,
not for the foreseeable future.”</div>
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“Luke... what are we to each other?”</div>
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“We're good for each other. Aren't
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“Sounds existential.”</div>
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“It is. That's the kind of mood
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“Don't put this all on me.”</div>
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“I won't. I was in that mood myself a
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“If you can have your own moods than
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“I've been trying to tell you that.”</div>
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“And yet you never appear in my
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“I can't help that- you just aren't
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“Then why bother talking to me at
all? Isn't there someone better, who you don't have to wait for to be
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“I'm accustomed to waiting, Jyoti.
And no- there is no one I want more than you.”</div>
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that. His voice rings with quiet conviction, so she can't just write
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just getting lost in talking to each other. She enjoys the banter,
and even some of the implications. It's too impractical to believe
that any part of these dreams, let alone Luke himself, will ever
become a part of her life in reality, but in a weird, spin-off world
or another timeline, she would have found it difficult to hold back
with him. There's something of a promise in the way he looks at her,
and she doesn't have the same worries about saying the right thing or
not with him. It's just so natural.</div>
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She complains for an hour about how bad
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He makes her feel things in her sleep
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funny girl that nobody wants to date. And when she does have a date,
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complexity and depth that she feels sometimes she would rather never
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She finds herself returning his
feelings, feeling his sentiments. Feeling his presence overtaking
hers in a heady attraction. If this was real, she would be worried
about falling for him so fast- but she's safe here, she can let
herself go into it, let him deeper and deeper into her mind, and
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Here she <i>matters</i>.</div>
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More bad flirting.<br />
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Wow, what a great title for an update. Too bad it's just stuff I made up on the fly and will have no real implications for the story. ...probably. But we are talking about a few people who really do have bad luck in the story. Malcolm of course does (as he's interacting with an heir, specifically), so we knew about him. As for Luke, well he's got his own set of fate that doesn't suit him as well as expected. </div>
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...Has anyone figured out what I have to be repentant for, yet? For what' it's worth, I'm at the tale end of this generation in my game now so I'm more confident (nearly happy, even) about how things will turn out. I'm a perfectionist in real life. Sort of- like, a casual perfectionist. xD<br />
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Yes, yes Jyoti is being unfair to Malcolm in her expectations. She's also not exactly telling him what her expectations are in the first place. But she's had more time to think about what dating should be like than to actually date.</div>
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The heat of summer. Maybe. We all know I can't keep track.<br />
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Jet thought he'd evaded the law by
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Someone drowns in an alternate test
save and I remake the pool. Also nobody used the loop around in the
first place. The 'swim here' interaction sucks and sims need to figure
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More things light on fire. This one
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So she fights the fire alone. This is
why she didn't want to date so many of her classmates, thank you very
much. Jyoti is not a brave person, yes she is somehow able to step up
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Looking closer I stand corrected, as
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shy to show his strength to everyone around him. This will be sort of
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don't believe that Malcolm is the kind of sim who would leave his
girlfriend completely alone during a crisis. Zooming in I see he was
actually on the other side of the fire, and right in the thick of it,
flames seem to be licking his back. He has redeemed not only himself,
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His only failing is that he never
tells her or let her see him help, and so receives no merit badge for
putting his life on the line. He probably is the type that would be
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Howard, buddy, when I stop laughing at
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says no. The things humans cared about when their house nearly burnt
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His daughter hasn't told him she's going to be alone forever for a
while, and he feels like it's got to be someone she invited today
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“That was the right thing to say.”
He seems serious and direct. Meghan doesn't not like him, but it's
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party. This is not a double standard on their part, he simply knows
exactly when they are paying him attention and when they are not.
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Jyo knows her mom well enough to rush
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“She asked if we were dating.”</div>
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“It's not like we're all over each
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“So we're still dating then, my mom
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“Nothing is ruined. I still like
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“Even though we haven't had a single
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“Since we never even got to work out
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“Sure.”</div>
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dream boyfriend- that guy isn't real- but she is big on fitness, it
would mean a lot to her if he was willing to try. He is, so she's
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Malcolm is nowhere near as attentive as the guy she dreams about, but
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Jet interviews Gaston about his role in
the Organization. As Eugene is there for this, Gaston talks openly. A
lot of it is logistics, after all. Turns out the gang runs more juice
to underage parties than what could be many worse substances. The
older members are security for the larger arms of the gang, the ones
who bribe people that require bribing and source odd objects (always
called 'high art') for private buyers. There is a plentiful supply of
young labor at the moment, but Jet has an eye for art. Gaston thinks
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Eugene listens with some unease.
He didn't really want Jet involved, but there were things that he
does need tracked to figure out how far the organization is able to
reach. His father's long ago investigation is largely obsolete
information now, trails are cooling off and it's taking too long to
rise through the ranks. He's worried that this all goes higher than
the mayor's office and occasional dirty cop.</div>
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With all the big names in entertainment
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Jet's not going to join the gang (at
least not now), but he's keeping an open mind about it. They don't
seem like a bad (or more accurately, an unmanageably) bad way to get
good story ideas. Or help the family stay safe. Whatever. It was all
hot to Christian, and she was starting to mean the world to him.</div>
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all invited each other to prom at the party. I think that party
actually happens next update, but I don't remember. Looking at all these teens crammed in together around a pool in summer I can sort of see where all those '60s and '70s teen summer movies came from. Gidget was my secret favorite when I was a teenager myself, partially because I knew it was all so absurd. I think someone in it was nicknamed the 'Big Kahuna'. Also none of the teens got in the water this update, so pardon my rambling and pair this comment with the next one. Or something.</div>
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Nevermind, he's feeding the koi. He
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when she catches the bad behavior. It's her v. world in this
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Summer has been awesome so far.
Relaxing, peaceful, and Jyoti has a 'sort of' boyfriend. As in, they
agreed to try dating and have only managed a few friendly text
messages. But the tone is nice, and she gets the feeling that he chooses what to say carefully, which is kind of refreshing considering that most of her friends are rowdy and boisterous, and don't care at all about how the things they say effect the people around them.</div>
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So I plunk down another junker and play
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Jet and Christian celebrate a
no-homework date on the weekend. He thinks they should find an
overpass and make the world a nicer place to look at. She will bring
the soda pop. And throw away cups that they can litter all over the
place to let them look even more like the popular careless teen image
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a dress or anything to wear for the upcoming fall dance. Maybe the consignment shop? She's kind
of feeling girlish at heart, and doesn't want to admit that she wants
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...that's the kind of thing people do
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Instead of a new-gently-used dress
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She chooses to ignore him at first. The
consignment shop is a part of his area of influence in local
business, because of course it is. All kinds of things are bought and
sold here without ever being officially recorded by the owner and
staff. Even the grabby machine is rumored to have unsavory items in
it, when one knows how to play the right way, and which items are
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Everet is over at the front hitting
bullseyes. Ugh. She doesn't even feel bad that she's watching to see
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“I'm not going to mess up just
because you're looking over my shoulder.” He says, reading her
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He laughs and shakes his head. “Not
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<i>Odd, she's being agreeable today</i>.
“What's wrong?” He asks her.</div>
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“Nothing.” She replies quickly.</div>
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“Well you're always dating different
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“What is the reason for that? I mean,
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She grabs a dart, steps up to the line,
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Christian and Jet's date heats up
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“Why should I humor you?”</div>
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“Because some people scroll on their
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“Oh, right.” He steps away from the board again with another high score.</div>
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“Girls... are like motorcycles.”</div>
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“Don't hit me! You asked, so you
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“<i>Thank you</i>,” he continues,
“Girls are pretty but expensive to maintain. Some are flashy and
exciting, some are stronger than they look, some are nice to brag
about but not that fun to be with. It's fun while it lasts, and I
just want the thrill of having a new girl to be with every so often,
but the thrill dies down and they get comfortable and before you know
it there's nothing new to discover about them, or myself.”</div>
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“You'll find someone you want to stay
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“I doubt it, I don't really want to
be with anyone long term. Also, take this advice from me. Never ask
someone like me for relationship advice.”</div>
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“If it's all boring in the end, why
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He shrugs. “It fills a void I guess.
It also makes my work a lot easier if I don't have a visible
weakness. A close relationship would be that.”</div>
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She shrugs. “I don't know you sound
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“Well why did you ask about this?”</div>
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“I don't know Ev, you were here. I
was out looking for a homecoming dress and I can't find anything that
makes me feel...” she can't bring herself to say the word <i>pretty</i>.</div>
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“The right thing to say here is that
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“I just told you never to take my
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“Sure. I don't know. We haven't
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“Then choose something that makes you
feel good to wear- if you're happy and feel you look nice, it'll come
out in your actions. Think about what you like first, that way he can
see your personality out of it instead of what you want him to think
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“That's... surprisingly good advice.”</div>
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I find her boyfriend across town out
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awkwardly at the fair like this since noon. I thought there would be
some value in recording this for story purposes, but no, I've got
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Jet and Christian have been outside for hours just hanging out, and playfulness has turned softer, more serious. Christian is petite and cute and precious and fun to be around. He finds himself without pride or pretense when she's in his arms and doesn't want the night to end after such a great day with her. "I wish we had nowhere to go, so that we could go anywhere together."<br />
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He does his best to show her how he feels from here on out. She's a harsh critic in their circle of friends, and comes to quick conclusions about people depending on how they dress, what they say or what she thinks their families are like. With Jet... that all kind of melts away and he can sense keenly the real person behind the mask of caring about what's socially acceptable. They are beginning to blend together, more and more each day, like a ven diagram made of only two circles inching closer together until no one is wiser that they were ever separate. </div>
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Fresh off a great pep talk with her cousin to follow her heart, Jyo decides to see what's going on at the fair (because it's nearly impossible to get Malcolm to be available to hang out ever as he must have fifteen part time jobs, which actually fits the 'poor kid in a rich neighborhood' scenario I've written him into perfectly, but is also perfectly annoying as it leaves Jyo alone a LOT).<br />
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Before I invite everyone on the lot to a hotdog eating contest. To make sure they weren't all stuck, really.<br />
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Hi, Robbie Zombie. Did my game do this to him on purpose?<br />
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They are joined by Noemi (the future Mrs Kevin Shift, actually), whose face you cannot see and is absolutely non-impressive and so does not matter.<br />
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Jyo walks right up to Malcolm after he wins (which also fits the I-have-a-million-part-time-jobs-and-am-still-starving role he also is boxed in to here).<br />
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"Where have you been lately?" She asks.<br />
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"Uh- I work a lot, but today- hanging out at the fair with my family. We've been here most of the day. I was kind of hoping to see you here actually, since you like being outside so much."<br />
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"You could have called me, I was just out shopping." She will not admit at all that she was hoping to find something he might like to see her in, should he ask her to the fall dance. Last year's prom was such a disappointment that she's really hoping the next school-sponsored event will be better.<br />
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"Uh- yeah. I think I will next time, thanks."<br />
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about the future. Jet and Christian both know what they'd like to do
as adults, and they both can see being with each other long term. It
just feels natural somehow. She loves reading, he loves writing.
She's a snob, he's rebellious. Both of them are on the fringe of
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people. Owls or some such. She only ever felt it for a flash of a
second. Always when she was outside running. Maybe a part of the
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Certain nights just had that feeling.
It never made her afraid to run, it made her curious. Was there such
a thing as a sixth sense, an instinct, or was it just on nights like
this, that were peaceful and quiet and not even the hissing of wind
interrupted her thoughts? A feedback to the inner ear that told her
the vastness that surrounded her in the bright, evening cityscape was
far too quiet compared to the brilliance of the billboards and neon
signs? Probably.<br />
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Jyoti is much more practical than her
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She was not alone, and it was not
someone she knew in waking life, she was with. But it was rare, being
with someone who could keep up with her. Someone who reminded her of
the cold moonlight, and warm nights permeated by mist in the
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It was summer now, it was a full moon,
her mind was fully recalling that amazing trip to China where she
jogged through quiet villages under the bright morning star, pausing
only to watch the wildlife or feel the warm breeze tickle her skin.</div>
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Many of the dreams were simple, an
extra presence on the edge of her waking that was forgotten by
lunchtime unless her sleep was interrupted. The subject matter became
largely forgotten and was categorized in her mind later as the
'fantasy boyfriend dream'. Just a random guy who didn't look like one
of the losers from class, could be on the beach with a surfboard, tan
and self-importance, but for some reason cared about fitness and her
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The dreams were more vivid and more
clear each time she had one, but would still fade mostly
with the morning. In them things that made no sense seemed so
familiar. This person seemed familiar, particularly. This was not
someone she knew, had ever known. But in the dream they were close,
comfortable, at times a little too intimate.</div>
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There was pressure this time, he was
looking for an answer. There was melancholy, she was unhappy even in
this most beautiful seclusion. In her heart she knew that she wanted
to run, and keep running, just to see where they ended up on the
other side of it. How life would be away from the hectic city tangled
in it's own self-indulgence. But that didn't mean that leaving her
family wouldn't be gut-wrenching.
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He wasn't saying anything that wasn't
in her mind already. 'You're made for better places than this. The
people here don't understand you.' She nods. 'You can do better than
Starlight Shores.' She knows.</div>
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“Ask me again tomorrow.” She said,
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“I don't have an answer for you.”</div>
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“I don't know anything yet. There's
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He didn't always talk to her, often it
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“You know that you're unhappy. You
want more out of life. When we leave together, you can figure things
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“I can't, I don't want to leave
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“Malcolm, he'd never recover, he'd
never understand. He would think he had done something wrong, that I
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“He's not someone you need to worry
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“If I need to leave to go on some
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She senses his disappointment as he
withdraws from the dream. “Jyoti- Life is short. You won't have
this opportunity forever.” Her mind melts him into Miura the cat as
he goes. Flighty, self assured.</div>
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“See you tomorrow...” His fading
voice echos. Miura is left to bob her fluffy orange tail through the
flowing bushes at Jyoti's feet.</div>
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She wakes up dazed, three hours before
school even starts. Weird. She doesn't think Malcolm even likes her
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The dreams continue, on and off as the
summer drolls onward. Jyoti isn't really worried about them, most
dreams are vague and useless, the defragmenting of the mind's worries
and memories as the person sleeps. She comes to look forward to the
dreams and what they might reveal about herself.
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She doesn't consider herself to be
unhappy, either with Starlight Shores, her family, or her (whatever
he really is) boyfriend. She just considers herself to be a sailboat
with no wind, dragged along by the rudder in the current of whatever
is happening around her. Honestly it just feels like she's outgrowing
her childhood, looking for the challenge of growing up, trying to
figure out how to steer somehow. But in the moments where she is
having the recurring dream, the questions posed seem like the most
important questions in the world.</div>
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Another night, another encounter. She can never tell in waking what he looked like in the dream, but she always recalls the bleached blond hair the most. Whenever she's with him, she always finds him at the worst compelling, and at the best feverishly attractive.</div>
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She snidely laughs. “You know what,
I'll do it, I'll run off with you. Just for tonight- wherever you'd
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“So you <i>can</i> read my mind.”</div>
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He chuckles, the sound is unusually
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She's slowly realizing that all this
time they've been meeting in a graveyard. Ominous? Should it be? But it doesn't bother her until she's awake
again. Her beautiful garden retreat was the place where death dwelt
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For now she says, “I think I'd
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The uneasy smile again. “You might've
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This time, as she leaves the garden and
the boy behind, there is a sense of clarity. Refreshment. She's not
going to have this dream again, at least, not in this way. Something in her has been answered,
but she knows she had asked herself no questions... there's a distant
feeling that she can't make out- it's behind her now.</div>
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When she woke the final time from it
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All this running is just making the
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Five points to Gryffindor for anybody that has recognized the few scattered screenshots, we've almost concluded them as hints from a long past update. If you're not sorted into the Gryffindor house, your points will still go to Gryffindor. The system is broken, and they will always somehow, magically, get all the points.<br />
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Everet Sparrow, local thug lieutenant,
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Behold the downfall of this legacy. Mister 'Fantasy-boyfriend' keeled over from Jyo's sweatsmell and couldn't jog next to her for more than one frame. Typical.<br />
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<br />Frogsnackhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09055887588288370476noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5723270837887974540.post-16857209007882865022020-04-25T02:05:00.002-07:002020-05-05T15:22:15.413-07:001.38b Hormones Activate - Jyo<br />
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Still, he manages to keep his writings objective and practical, so people are beginning to look forward to
his published articles on the subject. He'll find out later that the
huge meteor pieces 'Drea Sparrow' keeps in the backyard in open air
are largely responsible for his up close and personal understandings
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In a household where everyone seems to
have their own clear vision and goals for the future, there is a
youngest child, who steadies herself with mere consistency. The
distant sight of the mountains, the smell of the sea, a fantastical
oddity casually flaunted so as to be overlooked by a snooty and
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Jyoti searches for the presence of
self-awareness. Not in herself so much as in others. There must be
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She was going to work out at home
tonight, but the gym with a classmate sounds like an improvement on
her routine. She sends an affirmative, fully expecting him to flake
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He's been in her class forever. He's
watched her for years, idly, in the periphery, there where her easy
going laugh and natural charisma were on full display. It was hard to
understand at first. And as a boy, hard to deal with. He never had
that kind of confidence, to just, walk up to someone and become their
friend. Demand to know how they were doing, or what they were doing,
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who he was bold enough to message. He can't keep the earnest grin off
of his face. Knowing her, she won't stand him up, even though she has
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wears second hand clothes, his dad's house was robbed yesterday when
he was staying over, there are things to get done for school. <i>Calm
down, you look fine</i>. If you feel fine, you'll look fine. It was
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opening going to be? I helped restrain a thief last night? She'll
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“Formal.” She comments. “We're in
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“Awesome.” Then she helpfully
launches into a subject she'd rather talk about. The stars are
amazing when she's out for a run. Sometimes she has to sneak after
dusk, but she's pretty sure her dad always knows she's out and lets
her be. If she never going to use biology later in life, it should be
an elective. She wants to know more about astronomy instead.</div>
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“They say Planet Beeboz is hidden by
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“This town is full of conspiracies.”
She complains. “Besides, don't you have to go through like, all the
ranks of the army to somehow make it into space? That sounds like a
massive headache, if you don't die in a war along the way.”</div>
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Turns out he has the brave trait. “That
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Outside of school, without her close
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minutes fly by, talking about nothing by the bathroom of the gym. He
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He has a nice smile, she thinks. She's
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And then Jyo starts to roll her eyes.
She looks disinterested now, what did he say? Can he make it right
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“Jyoti Sparrow, it is after curfew
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“Gallivanting? What am I, on
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“Lucky thing I had a last minute
specimen order from the hospital or I might've missed seeing that
your car was parked here- why do you insist on worrying us like this?
Better yet, grab your keys now. You can follow me home.”</div>
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“Fine, I'll see you in an hour.
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She jokes about her mom's interruption
and he's already walked up as if the interruption never occurred. “I
admire you.” He comments quietly. “You stay cheerful no matter
what's going on. It takes a lot of strength to live like that.”</div>
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She does a bit of a double take. The
conversation before this was so light and the tone was friendly. This
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her. “No, I'm serious. Whenever there's a disagreement in class or
someone's upset, you work harder than anyone to cheer them up or fix
their problem. I don't know if you have someone you like, but I'm
sure you've never noticed someone like- <i>me</i>. But I've always
noticed you. I just, didn't know how to talk to you before now.
Thanks for letting me tell you that.”</div>
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“It's fine. I'd like to- let's take a
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the children of famous people after all. Malcolm himself doesn't have
a very close family, so it's nice to hear her talk about hers so
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“I know it's late and all and you
probably have to get back home. Do you mind if- can I give you a hug?
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“Sorry, sorry! We don't have to- it
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Not this someone, not tonight. Tonight
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Leila has recently decided to be the
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This does not go over well. Meghan
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Leila thought she was possessed. Well,
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Just when I thought I was going to have
to intervene (<strike>and still am, the consequences of which will derail this entire legacy in the future</strike>) Jyoti meets someone. I probably had her message him, as
she's been asking everyone to workout lately just to get her to be
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Brave and shy turns out to be a really
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Jet gets some relationship advice from
his father this morning about someone he's liked for a long time.
Someone who is nerdy like he is, but quite possibly has him in the
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Dustin is helpful, and talkative. Jet
is unsure if he can follow so many specific instructions about what
to not say or definitely not do. Mom must be a lot to handle.</div>
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Jyo stayed out late jogging again. And
is in trouble again. “Sorry mom, I didn't think you'd be near a
window this early.”</div>
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“I was coming up from the lab!”</div>
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“Don't take that tone with me, little
MISS, I am allowed as an adult to work all night if I need to. YOU
out running alone for half the night to and from stars know where is
a different matter entirely.”</div>
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“Grounded. Grounded, grounded,
grounded. And if you say anything more, <i>grounded</i> all over
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Jyo finally stops arguing, certain that
any moment now her mom will notice that it's also two hours after she
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“I'm sorry mom, I'll head in and
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Win.</div>
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Imaginary snake animation. It would've been cute.</div>
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(I used to let her play claw machines as a way to roll for what kind of supernaturals she would get to know, hence Loki turning into a Vampire and the faeries in town being from her childhood stuffed animal). Mummies are not going to be in this story, nu-uh (even though elder Meghan has currently rolled to visit Egypt at the very end of her life- NO! We're not DOING THAT, I said). Now that I've revealed my creative methods they are useless to future me. Way to go, me.</div>
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Dustin out playing a set to perfection.
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“But what are you doing in here?”
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Jyo yawns. “Chaperoning you on your
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“I'll be here.”</div>
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That 'date' is Christian Elson, who
first appeared in this story when the school held a fire drill in the
middle of a winter snowstorm. She's been Jet's friend since that day,
when they built a snowman together.
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Appropriately nerdy and yet still
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Jet begins the homework non-date by
talking to her breasts about how beautiful the ...flowers are. You
know, outside. But they will not be outside because the homework is
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She misses all of these cues as nobody
wrote them into a romance novel and instead asks him if there is a snack
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He is nice to be around though. She
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“So-o that was a yes, there are
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“So after Leila got out and I came
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“Oh right, I was out doing <i>research</i>.
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Who is not doing well. Barely a month
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But I'm over sad death stories. We're
not doing that right now. <i>Kevin</i> is back out in public during
the<span style="font-style: normal;"> middle of the day for some reason.</span> Jyo jogs
over and flags him down. “Hey! Where have you been lately!?”</div>
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He's groggy, tired. “Dealing with a
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“You shouldn't have to worry about it
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“I'd join in a heartbeat, if the
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“So in lieu of hush money, give me a
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“I don't know, I don't think there's
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“When did you become such a bad
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lately but I can't talk to you about it. Mainly because it's not
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She tries to take that as an answer
so she doesn't become angry with him. “It's already affecting me if
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“So how is it looking?” Jet asks in a more serious tone. "Have you been able to make a difference? I mean, even with you involved there is still active recruitment at school, and at several events that have been funded by the Mayor's office, right?"</div>
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"Like I need to tell you my sources." Jet is in the literary club, where even the newspaper club has to go to get researchers. It's easy to find out what's being done publicly and correlate it with events at school. Many of his friends have been approached by the SSO. "If you get in too deep, recruit me. I'll do whatever I can to keep the family safe." He says. Eugene doesn't respond to this. </div>
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Starlight Shores is as vibrant as ever.</div>
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There was no break in, Meghan just
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Not the one with the mittens on in
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<i>Do not mention the haystack</i>, Jet thinks, <i>do not mention the haystack</i>.</div>
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Jet gets a girlfriend before his elder sister, even though they are half a life stage apart.</div>
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School wasn't out early for local
voting, I just learned that I could make them leave early without it
counting as skipping school. I think there was a field trip here
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I'm not sure how far the SSO side plot can go, honestly, which is why it's receiving a little bit of attention, but not much.</div>
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And Megan is reminded that failure is
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hers. It will live on through Meghan and the lifestream, only the
tiny crystal shards that are left will be able to power weapons with
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When the weather warms up a bit the
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age but still works diligently at the local hospital. She's come long
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dramatic enough instead. Still, someone his parents both look up to
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old man's story, someday. Or discover what the old man had been
investigating in secret before his unfortunate incident with the
soap. His health may have been declining, but that doesn't mean that
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“The door was open.” Dustin
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“I just wanted to see if you've
decided what to do with the painting. It would be great to have his
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“Artistic license, dad. And I told
you I'm selling it to the station for their memorial special. I need
the money for the future- writers don't make money easily so I have
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“You've only been not a child for
about a week and a half. And you do not need money- your mother and I
have worked very hard to give you a head start in life, and you will
have more than you need when you move out, which is a very <i>long
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Jet scoffs. “There's no way I'm
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“There's no way you aren't!” His
dad childishly raises his voice. “I'm sorry, I just- let us take
care of you sometimes, okay?”</div>
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Jet senses his dad isn't doing too well
with the idea of separation at the moment. “I don't really want to
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many chores without complaint. They miss Uncle Eugene too, but not in
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Jet glances at an imposing lineup of
seeds their mother has had set aside in careful storage for as long
as he can remember. “Mom used to talk about growing people out of
seeds.” He says conversationally, pushing that weird feeling back
down as he looks the specimens over. They're just so huge for normal
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“The easy thing to say is that your
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wouldn't it? “Men are useless.” She concludes, not wanting to
admit that whoever she's looking for, they are nowhere in this town.
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Followed by incoherent screeching. Lize
has been at the library for days reading books because home is
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he's here yet. Maybe his spirit is somehow still with Lize, trying to
comfort and instead making her a little more mad? Starlight Shores
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back together. The closeness, the chores that need doing, the main
house has been so expanded that it's lost some of it's charm over
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Randomly the site that Meghan's lab items came from (it's in German): <a href="http://sims3s.ru/objects-bf-lab.php">http://sims3s.ru/objects-bf-lab.php</a><br />
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Sorry for the sadness in this update.
Eugene messed everyone up for a while in game. But I've gotta come to terms with these things if we're going to play generations of the family. Usually my simmies live forever :/</div>
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Jet, now a teen and one day closer to
being an adult in his own right, is feeling at peace more than
anything. True, he knows that there's been some drama behind the
scenes lately and everyone in his family seems worried about one
thing or another, but he can't seem to muster any sort of excitement
for the future other than to enjoy the moment of what is. It's an
unusual feeling for him, he was always running behind his sister,
fighting for attention with his little rebellions and wanting to get
his parent's attention all to himself, but suddenly that seems like
it was very long ago. His parents aren't going to change, only he can
change. Maybe it's all the books that he's been reading, but he's
ready to take life in stride. As more a marathon and less of a
sprint. More on his terms than on anyone else's.</div>
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He looks around satisfied. Probably he
feels so at peace right now because he's starting to realize his life
is pretty awesome. He can do what he wants, be who he wants, and even
reinvent who he is all starting now. He's finally grown into his
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Jyoti and her father took off after the latest family party to get a bite to eat at a bar in town. They stay out late
talking, laughing and discussing recent events. It reminds her of the
night they spent so long ago exploring the graveyard by the light of
the full moon. Her dad is always up for any adventure and she loves
that about him. He became great, not because he aspired to it, but
because he couldn't settle for anything less than his best effort,
day in and day out. Even now after a long day, a set on stage, a
family event, he still makes times to spend with her.</div>
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Instead of taking the limo home they to
go for a jog in the moonlight. She hadn't promised Kevin that she
would stop jogging by herself like he asked, but there was something
chilly in the air that made her not want to be out alone nonetheless.
Her father was more than willing to oblige her, maybe he sensed that
sooner than he expects or wants she would grow up and these
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So what if the first half of her teen
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right now it feels like no greater happiness is possible. Family has
that effect on her. That, and putting herself first. Without some
kind of daily workout routine her good humor fades fast; this run was
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He reads half a novel before the rest of the house stirs and the
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An excitement bubbles up in his chest
and he finds it hard to keep his enthusiasm clamped down under his
usual facade of indifference. Nothing feels as exhilarating as this powerful kinetic energy harnessed thinly in the walls of a fresh
start. He feels like a well tuned engine, waiting for someone to turn
the key and ignite him. He doesn't know if he's excited to learn, or
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Unsure of his place in school among the
older kids, he found himself distracted instead of being able to put
forth his best effort. Rebelling against the system isn't nearly as
fun to do without his friends to be impressed by it, but this is
where he begins to realize that there's something about the
institution of school that is broken. Or at least, it doesn't
entourage him to learn all that much. Not bad in science, and
excelling at simlish and art, he finds himself with zero interest in
any other subject, and putting zero effort into it. He's much more
excited by after school events instead of any kind of formal
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Meghan senses her son is having trouble
adjusting, and is there with an encouraging push forward. “Whether
you like the other subjects or not, if you put effort into them, they
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Since it's so rare to get direct
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intently.“But what if, I already know what it is that I want to
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“Use what you're learning in the
subjects you don't like and channel the energy from it into your
writing, your artwork. Don't overlook any detail, okay? Never take
your education for granted.”</div>
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Jet knows his mother's story, a very
little amount of it. She was denied an education for years, and now
her work in bioengineering has won her more than accolades and
rewards; she has respect, and has made an impact with her efforts
that will outlive her. It's hard not to take that seriously. He finds
himself nodding slowly. If this lecture came from his father (whose
job it is to play around all day coming up with new tricks for his act)
the message might have missed him entirely. “Okay... I understand.”</div>
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“So you'll try?” Her voice is all
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party. She and the fae girl don't really get along (Darla is a fairy
who hates being outside, whereas Jyo loves it and both think the
other to be more than a little bit weird) but curiosity is winning
over comfort. “So, nothing was wrong after all that? Just a
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else, so chances are it was just another reason to run around during
a full moon. Reluctantly Jyo decides to let it go. Kevin is not so
unkind a friend that he would allow some danger to be near her home
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“I have a new project I'm supposed to
research... as long as you have a can of spray paint around I can
practice for it.” He lies unconvincingly.
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She lets him have his way, like she
usually does. Besides, street art seems like a good alternative to
becoming an actual gang member. It's still not at all the kind of
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beetles can become plasma bugs? These poor, lovelorn lightning bugs
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In the middle of another warm night
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And Dustin is immediately bonding with
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his act, but he didn't adopt Leila for his own amusement. She is
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Leila gets (or takes) a spot of
honor to guard Dustin as they travel. She knows well that a car ride
is a gamble with fate. At times the store is the destination and
treats and toys flow freely. Other times end with the smell of
disinfectant and shots. Thankfully her humans bring her back home no
matter what the trip was about, and she can count on a long nap after
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I spot Leon by the side of the road as
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Dustin doesn't pay any attention. His
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does to keep in shape for his work, and he's been in horrible weather
more than once, working crowds late into the evening. There's a show
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story is behind playtime. I was so excited that umbrellas could be
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Jyoti is also excited. Her brother
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even bring a book to the park today. He agrees to a game of catch to
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Jyo finally gets that smooch she's
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Leila was laying near her when she got
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He opens up to his dad later about a
story idea though. Alien sightings. Maybe he could explore local lore
and talk about the people who research unresolved cases? It would
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that they get to sit and talk like this, so he tries to patiently
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And he's pleasantly surprised when they
end up having a decent conversation. Dustin is interested in the
topic as well, and it's something people don't like to talk about in
Starlight Shores; there is an unusually high number of reported
sightings and even occasional abductions, but the locals don't want
to talk about it for the sake of their image. Jet is brazen enough to
write about this and depending on the way he broaches the subject it
could really pay off for him in the long run. They stay out late,
brainstorming, and Dustin gets a unique look into the way his son's
mind works. Jet cares about the truth, and wants to share the way he
sees the world with other people. He just doesn't know how to relate
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“Your mom might be able to share some
ideas with you. Apparently, there's more than one meteorologist that
has reported strange sightings while collecting samples or even just
researching existing meteor rocks. Maybe there are records you could
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“But you have to do your homework
first before you can go out there to research for your novels. If you
don't learn discipline for things you don't like you won't be able to
have it to complete the things you like and truly want to do.”</div>
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Jet grins. “I'm sure I can just
plagiarize my papers for class, but sure I'll try to make time for
it.”</div>
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He's promised this before. Dustin
narrows his eyes. “If you can get your grades up to a B, I'll get
you a car too.”</div>
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All pretense of rebellion vanishes.
“Really? I'm not old enough to drive yet, but-”</div>
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“But you can pick out the make and
model right now.” Dustin presses.</div>
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“Shoot. Okay, something Jet black,
like my name, and something like a truck, not too big- but big enough
that I can transport things if I need to gather supplies for large
projects, and-”</div>
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“Okay deal. But there's a catch.”</div>
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Jet groans. Predictably his dad isn't
that easy. “A catch?”</div>
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“B's for an entire semester. C+ or
higher in math, just because I'm a great guy.”</div>
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“Done. I'll do it. Thank you so
much!”</div>
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“Don't thank me. Earn it.”<br />
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“Okay,
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And with nobody minding what she's up
to, Jyoti invites Kevin out to a bar. She's not entirely sure they'll
get in, but it's a secluded spot that is known to cater to any type
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“What's going on?” He asks
immediately. This kind of thing isn't like her. She doesn't drink or
party that he knows of, and this bar isn't the kind of place he wants
his parents to find out he's frequenting. A glance at the crappy cars
in the parking lot is enough evidence that this isn't the best part
of town, either.</div>
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She looks over her shoulder. Nervous
also, despite herself. “You haven't been around a lot lately. What
is going on with you?”</div>
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“You invited me out here because you
think I won't tell you at school.” He says. “Well, it seems like you have a question, so ask me.”</div>
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Jyo freezes. She wasn't expecting him
to be direct. “Don't you want to go inside first?” She aims a
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He shakes his head lightly. “Not
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“Okay... well I guess you know I'm
worried. I mean, we did have simnational pretests last week, so of
course you would be studying, but things have been quiet lately and
well that's actually not what I wanted to ask about.”</div>
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“But you have something to ask me?”</div>
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“I think so.” She resists the urge
to fiddle with something. There was time all last week to think about
it already. “I mean, I'm curious about what happened at the
birthday party but lately, I've been thinking. And don't take this
the wrong way because I'm not saying we should, but why haven't we
tried dating?”</div>
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Kevin doesn't smile often but he can't
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“No.. I don't know. Is it weird that
we're not? We spend a lot of time together. And people think we are.”</div>
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“You don't have anyone you like.”
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“Yeah... Kevin, I mean I like you and
all, but not like how people think. Not in that way, I don't think? You're one of my
oldest friends here, so I was wondering if you felt that way about
me. Or, any way at all really.”</div>
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“Well I like you as a person, sure. I
mean, you and I understand each other and that's great. But there's
really nothing... I mean, what I want to say is...”</div>
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“We're out after curfew?” She
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He nods seriously. “That does bother
me, yes. I promised my parents. But, why are you asking me about this
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Jyo stops to think. “I don't know. I
guess, I don't know what love is, or what it's like to want to be
with someone, even though I want to be around you, I think it's not
the same thing. But I feel like I'm being selfish, like what if you
wanted to try dating and I didn't? Or what if, we're really meant to
be together and we're just lying to ourselves?”</div>
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“How is someone meant to be?” He
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She tosses her hands in the air. “You
know what, I have no idea what I'm talking about. I just wanted to
make sure that I'm not like... stringing you along without knowing
it, or something.”</div>
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He smiles a small smile. “I don't
think you are. We have a lot in common, but we're different people.
I'm happy as things are. You're my first human friend, did you know
that? So it's not something I'd want to change. Not now, at least.”</div>
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“Okay,” She says with relief.
“Thanks, sorry for being weird.”</div>
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He shrugs. “I expect it from you.”</div>
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“Hey!”</div>
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time, he heads right home after that.<br />
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Jyoti doesn't know if that went
well or not. What if he thinks about it and changes his mind? Maybe
she's thinking about it because she wishes she liked him that way. It
would be easier, dating one of her best friends then having to worry
about finding the right person later. She sighs. She doesn't have to
date, but her life just feels lately like nothing in it is moving
forward, despite the fact that this is her last year in school.</div>
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Well who knows, maybe this year will
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The fairy wings sticking out of every vehicle crack me up a lot.<br />
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The kids were supposed to get a day off
school to spend with the family, but they immediately got scolded for
skipping when they got to the park and I had to unground them both
before continuing. xP</div>
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Eugene is a bit out of it and argues
with Meghan over the weather. He's knows what he's talking about. He
was the weather man for a very long time. He doesn't stop talking
until she agrees with him that the new morning crew have no idea what
they're doing in the meteorology department and he could have done a
better job. The way the News Center is hiring these days is just not
up to the same standard that it used to be.
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Okay well actually it all started when
Eugene criticized the décor in here, why aren't they saving their
money or investing it in more awesome things, like their children's
future college and housing or at the very least, a sensible trench
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And she took that as an invitation to
criticize his work ethic, he really should retire and have some new
life experiences so he can stop overthinking every thing the new
generation of newscasters are doing wrong. But he wouldn't hear of
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or whatever, and he says it with such a cheeky grin on his face she
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annoying each other. It's the kind of thing that would be really
boring if the scenery in it wasn't so beautiful; it's a video from
China when she ascended a high mountain on a hike while scouring the
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For some reason in that moment his
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so hard: her grades are great already. She'll have a place with he
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She picks out a pretty dress that still
shows off her carefully-honed girl muscles and still makes her feel
feminine. She really likes dressing up sometimes, it's just so
impractical that she doesn't do it often. Who can play a pick up game
of street ball in heels? Okay, full disclosure, there're no pick up
street ball games in this rich-kid neighborhood, but it's something
she always wants to be ready for just in case. It's like, a bucket
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Her dad hires a limo although she
doesn't care about that sort of thing really (seems like everyone in
Starlight has something like this that goes to her school). And she
was given something of a lecture about how important prom night is
for a girl, and to be careful, which doesn't mean anything to her as
the 'not great at planning ahead' type. She doesn't have a date or
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it's not like he'll be able to stalk her at prom even if she's sure
he secretly wants to show up and intimidate all the boys in her
class. Not like they wouldn't merely be excited to see him. He's
pretty popular with the younger age groups that grew up watching his
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(I just like that he can float for no
reason now whenever he wants. Something like this makes way more
sense in a stage setting than outside under the sky where wires don't
have a place to hang from.)</div>
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well, yet again. The time spent in China furthering physical pursuits
has served well on the stage, as expected. His control is better than
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Robbie Platt is here too, a normal
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He's so weird looking. Seriously, who's
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The shows as the smaller venues don't
pay as well, but Element strives to always please his fans, and here
at the Rodeo where his current career success was launched, he
considers the time well spent. It's also more manageable for fans
that are local and find out by word of mouth when he's performing
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But he feels his heart kick for a
second in panic as the lights come back up and he sees his wife
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Is she okay, has something happened, is
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“Dad, you were awesome!”</div>
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<i>Who is this kid and why does he look
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Who has to hear this sort of thing a
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lady's pension, or something? Fork it over, Roland! Cheapskate!</div>
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Kermit, a kid from Jet's class, takes
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be the meet and greet for families with children who aren't at prom.
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A few hours later, Jyo leaves the party
just a bit too early compared to the rest of her classmates. Who the
hell denies the prom queen for a dance? She didn't even like that
guy, but dancing is what people do at these things, isn't it? Beyond
irritated at the whole teenage dating scene, she sneaks out a side
door and slips away into the rainy night.</div>
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Having grabbed her gym bag from her
locker she changes into something better, flips her hair back up, and
begins to jog home as a way to run out her frustration. She didn't
want anything to happen really, but she thought she and her friends
would all be hanging out and in reality they were so concerned with
trying to get the attention of the people they liked that her mood
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Why not just go and have fun, and not
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but seeing both of them just made prom 'the biggest night a young
girl's life' seem like a boringly normal school day. The only
difference is it was dark out, they had to pay to get into school,
and there was some slightly-better than hi-C punch available to
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and act like an animal behind her son's back in a public place is
anybody's guess. Or yours, I'm done guessing about the reasons she
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Jyoti gets about a third of the way
home and decides it may be better to get a ride after all. But, her
energy is mostly spent and the night air was amazing for her mood.
She thinks back to what her mom said about there not being any more
princes on a white horse coming to sweep a young girl off her feet
and it doesn't make her sad exactly, it just sticks with her as an
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She's happy where she is. After seeing
some of the other girls her age who only felt complete when they were
dating someone and how they quickly lost sight of themselves, she's
not sure that love is for everyone after all. Who would want to give
up a part of themselves just for the privilege of having someone else
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That is the angriest face I've ever
seen on Dustin. But I was bopping back and forth here and didn't
witness the proceeding interactions. I'm just going to assume that
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Roland: “Why can't people in this
town just be friends and get along with each other nicely anymore?
That's what I work so hard for!”</div>
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Dustin, the town funny man on stage who
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answering that sentiment. “Can I get you an ice water or something?
You don't seem tense exactly, but too uhm, expressive, to have
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“Are you tryin' to tell me I can't
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Mayor Huanna recently found out his
wife Zelda had been cheating on him, but he's cheated on her first.
Not the sort of thing he wants to talk about in public. “I thinkh I
need someone to take me home, aksully.” He ads with a frown.</div>
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“And then Roland's telling me in loud
whispers about everything he did with his maid, but telling me to
keep it a secret. I'm pretty sure about fifteen other people are now
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Meghan is surprised, but not all that
surprised. The man may be charismatic, but he's something of a flirt.
“Well it's a good thing nobody in this town cares about things like
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(We didn't roll the season thing but
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Another milestone is reached.</div>
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Lize, check.</div>
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Everet. Check. Nice scarf, man.</div>
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This, uhh.. chick. Whomever she is.</div>
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(Apparently the zombie horde followed
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Eugene wasn't paying any attention. His
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<i>Why would Leon want to even do
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And this flush-faced girl with
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It's a constant oddity in their class
that everyone gets new hair at the same time. Fads come and go, but
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Dustin made the food and booked it to a
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Still he wonders how his son is
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Midway through the event, Kevin Shift
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Jyoti has an idea about it, but she's
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fairy possesses any abilities other than those of his classmates, but
it's not secret in their circle that the organization has been
targeting him as a new recruit. She thinks the reason her friend is
walking around as if he's looking for something that's off is because
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“Does he always look for you from the
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“Does who what?” Jyo exclaims. Did her uncle mean Kevin?! “We are just
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“Uncle Gene!” She hisses under her
breath. “I can't believe you just said that! There is nothing going
on at all, stop smirking at me!”</div>
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“I want you to leave him alone too.”
She tells Mercutio sharply. “He's not going to be a part of your
group's stupid 'business'.”</div>
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“You can say that because your father
makes money.” 'Cue' answers back. It's well known that Kevin and
Darla's parents are separated, they have to share time with them, and
nobody in the entire family seems to have two sinnies to rub
together. The family is broke, any job in the organization would seem
tempting to them.</div>
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Kevin hears this exchange too, but he's
used to it. People talking about what he has and what he doesn't
have. It's nothing to one of his kind to have nothing, the earth
provides everything they could ever need. Normal people will just
never understand this. He probably appreciates Jyoti's defense of him
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the house, so he breathes a quick sigh of relief. It means he won't
have to approach she or her father about it if it never made its way
inside. That's good then, possibly just a traveler.</div>
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Not the least of which, is that a part
of him wishes he were still going to be in the grade his friends were
in come Monday. But no, in this town when someone ages up to teen
they immediately switch to higher, more difficult classes. It may be
hard to separate himself from the few people he genuinely gets along
with, but at the same time if his grades are those of a frustrated
perfectionist or someone who needs the challenge, he may be going
into the right kind of courses finally.</div>
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“Catch up to me okay?” He tells
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Leon is here for the party (on the
right) but he doesn't get a wave or a greeting. Because family gets
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A moment later Kevin speeds by with the
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“Something's not right. I can't be sure what it is, but there's
something off here. Maybe it's the full moon, my instinct is stronger
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“Your... instinct?” This is the
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“When something is off magically like
this, the fae never stay and fight. We can, but it's not in our
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He nods once, lightly. No trace of fear
is in his eyes. “Something is off. I hope it's not what I think it
is. But keep an eye out, maybe go to the gym to work out for a while
instead of jogging by yourself. I know you won't want to, but-”</div>
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“Then don't tell me if you know I
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Jyoti knows how weird her best friend
is, it's one of the reasons she hangs out with him so much. He's
different, so entertaining. Part of it is his nature, like he
mentioned, that makes him something more than a normal person. But
part of it is how serious he is. This kind of reaction to the full
moon actually seems pretty normal. He's always talking about the full
moon, when his magic is at it's height. But she hasn't known him to
dread anything about this time.</div>
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“I'll keep an eye on things here.”
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assume, as I do, that he witnessed something horrible on the job and
is regretting his bold life choices.</div>
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“Quit staring at me Cue, I'm not
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“It's not silly, and we don't want
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“Do you notice?” Darla asks her
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“Alright, let's keep it to ourselves
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“I don't care if it is. Mom and dad
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He nods. “Alright. But if we notice
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“We'll tell them. Let's split up on
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resident fae in town who could sense many forms of magic typical
locals couldn't didn't mean that sensing such magic was their jobs to
do, but as the good kid that he is he merely agrees to Darla's idea.
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“I won't let anything happen to him,
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“Don't promise me anything Everet. I
don't think you mean anything you've said recently anyways.” Her
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She gets up and crosses the few feet to
where he's standing. “About how you're going to clean up the town?
I know you've been talking big, isn't that just a cover to make money
and not lose face with your family once they all find out? It's not
going to play out like you think it is, you can't undo what the mafia
has done in this town over the last forty years.”</div>
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“I will. I have to. It won't be safe
for any of us here if I mess this up. They're leaving the rest of the
family alone because I've joined up, so our parents won't have to
fight with people they can't even understand.”</div>
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“My dad's dealt with them before, and
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“Maybe, but it's not the kind of
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Jyoti can't hold her amusement anymore
and laughs right in his face. “You gonna be Everet, PI now or
somethin'? What are you gonna do if you get found out? This is a
crappy idea.”</div>
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“I won't get found out. But you be
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She makes a face, feeling a sense of
deja vu. “Yeah don't worry, I'll keep an eye on things around here,
or whatever.” She knows her promise is as empty to Everet as it was
to Kevin. <i>Whatever I mean by that</i>.</div>
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But it works for the moment. “Thanks.”
He says, sounding a bit happy to hear her say it. Is she the
responsible one in the family without realizing it? Why does everyone
tell her their worries and secrets?
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“Sure, now about this idiot...” She
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Kevin notices the across-the-yard eye
contact and minutely shakes his head negatively. <i>No, you don't
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“Are you listening to me Kev? I think
it's possible. In the future, I mean, to become one.” His sister is
over the novelty of the feeling of recent magical changes and talking
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“Sure it's possible, technology just
hasn't caught up to your fetish yet, that's all.” He says
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“It's not a fetish, I just... don't
you envy normal people sometimes, who weren't born with magic? And
even computers are minds far batter than theirs. On the other side of
magic, is thought and consciousness.”</div>
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“I don't want to be normal, nobody is
in the first place. We should just face whatever we have to face head
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“Well, most fae don't think that.”</div>
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“Most people don't either.” He
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Darla shrugs. She's not about to admit
to her super traditional brother that if there was surgery to help
her become a robot right now she'd go under the knife for it right
away. So she changes topics. “So, you and Sparrow huh?”</div>
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“Huh? Me and Sparrow what?”</div>
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“You playing dumb? You've been
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“Huh? Was I? I had a lot on my mind.”
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Back inside, Mercutio gets caught by
the resident old lady who likes to ask everybody how their grades are
doing and what books they're reading now in school. Normally he'd say
something privileged and harsh to get her off his back, but this is
his Lieutenant's mother of all people. “Shit.” He says softly
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“Uhm, nothin. We're reading uh the
Catcher in the Rye I guess... don't know who's going to win, my money
is on the Rye.”</div>
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“So you're not going to tell me
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“Not until I know for sure it's
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“Ohkay.” She says sarcastically.
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level of magical proficiency in that skill. Kevin, being a super
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weaker than that of a mage, but not the kind that other occult
creatures possess. As if it's been blended with a human spirit in
some way. Is it the undead? That's possible, not un-heard of in the
magical community at least. Or possibly, a necromancer, testing out
their skill. This would be the night to try new things, especially if
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He alights near his sister after
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don't mind missing some sleep.” He tells her. “You check in the
valley, I'll stay up north and try these homes to see if there's any
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evening. Prom was a bust, but leave it to Jet to have an amusing
birthday that he didn't even know he was having. She knows he's
partly so controversial to mask his natural clumsiness, but this kind
of awkward party laced with all kinds of things happening that have
nothing to do with his party just seems like her brother's normal
dumb luck.</div>
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“I heard there were some thugs
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And his daughter is here, looking so
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“Did you invite your boyfriend
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This is a ritual. He asks her whenever
he comes home late, as if she was going to sneak someone in the house
behind his back. “Of course not dad, I'm going to be alone
forever!” She replies cheerfully.</div>
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Every time Meghan goes to swim she
regrets it. The water's cold, she doesn't want to get pneumonia, even
though it looked good because the air is so hot, it does not make her
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“Alright Miura, it was lovely to see
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Mercutio is told to walk the plank,
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Everet also helps him with a research
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sake! May as well use it, repurpose it for their own ends, potato potahto.</div>
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Of course, Dustin will be making some
money along the way, but as Meghan decided that her goal is life is
to be healthy as well as clever, Jyoti can't seem to get enough of
any sport, and Jet... complains when he doesn't get to go somewhere,
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Jyoti's always been one to want to feel
the burning and stretching of her muscles. Daily, in fact she always
seem to be doing something. There's no sport she won't play after
school, or in a club, and no matter how much homework she's assigned,
she manages a quick session in front of the stereo before bed as the
perfect way to end the day. There are mornings where, additionally,
she's working out before school starts. It's more than a habit, it's
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Her dad's intuition about China being a
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This place is gorgeous, she wants to
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Meghan is really grateful the guide to
local creatures she purchased from a vendor in town was accurate.
This is a red assassin beetle, the rarest species in China! It's
really too bad all she can do in the field is take samples, this
little guy will have to make it home, smuggled in some creative
luggage assortment. She wants to ask for permission to remove the
insect, but even as famous as her research is back home she's not
confident that the Chinese government would take kindly to her
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locations, finally avoiding her dreaded nemesis the sun. She can meet
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Dustin invites his wife to play a game
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It's nice (and kind of weird) that the
city has no problem with crime and the whole family can basically run
all over the place. Starlight Shores mayor Roland should visit and
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Normally a dark cave like the Dragon's
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the kind of things that hold her interest right now come out in broad
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Jyoti did answer the phone, and by the
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Meghan seems to run longer than
everyone, her determination knows no limits and she doesn't once stop
to enjoy the scenery. Her goal is to fall exhausted into bed at the
end of the day, celebrating her progress and accomplishments. Then
again, that's how she spends most of her days. Working hard so she
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(By the way the NRAAS Traveler mod does
this, seasons, zombies and even the ice cream truck can show up in
vacation towns because your sims could basically choose to live there
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Meghan sees more of China in the first
few hours than any other tourist, probably ever. She's on the
outskirts of a far mountain village before late afternoon. Not a
single bicycle or tourist has crossed her path since she left the
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It's hard work but she is rewarded well
for it. A green swallowtail! <i>A green swallowtail!</i> To think
some people come to this camp to fish for the Koi, how silly!
Everyone has studied Koi already. But these uncommon beauties are the
diamond in the rough around here. They definitely chose the right
time of the year to visit China.</div>
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“Many people will have better lives
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Dustin plays to the locals by sunset.
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Though the locals are convinced that
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home too. Who would leave them there if they had the time to catch a
few? These things are expensive!</div>
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Iris Swift is here in town as a visitor
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She has many features that I was hoping
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Sports are something they can bond
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she's never had with another person. Her dad is special. He gets her.
So many people think she's weird for wanting to always be active, her
love of working out is practically an addiction after all, but her
father is someone who realizes the value in this. For all his
innovation in sleight of hand, he would be worthless as a magician if
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Jyo can't stay away from martial arts
now that she's discovered them, so Li Zhau is her training partner
today. Also, she graduated from the school of peace and love, so
that's cool. Able to kick ass, but a peace-loving woman at heart.</div>
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The real Chinese Dragons are the sims
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Dustin doesn't brag, but the meals he
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since settling in Starlight after college, even during college he
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One of the local women is here as well,
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That, or she's a celebrity preparing to film a romantic comedy about
the woman who can kick anyone's ass in a prom dress after being
fished out of a seaweed-tangled ocean. She'll aiming to be more of a
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(You're not, I extended the lifespan
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though, it's not a cheaty change I just can't let go so soon!!)</div>
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She didn't realize it at the time
during the daylight hours, but that night a full moon settles in the
sky behind a shield of murky mountain mist. Dustin gets to spend some
time with his son after all, who loves the moon being a little bit
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As if by some miracle, they've timed
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their earthly bodies and all the locals stay inside, for fear that
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Meghan remains oblivious to the
malevolent creatures that seem to seep from the ground closely behind
her as she runs. It's almost as if some silent protection resides
nearby, keeping her feet moving forward and her mind focused on her
task at hand which fortunately this time, is the journey back to base
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The creepy feeling that she'd felt
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For Dustin and Jet, so close to camp,
they are safely within ancient wards that cannot be seen. Nothing
supernatural will trouble them here. Nothing was said to the visitors
about the night, usually people get a feeling and stay in without
knowing why (this too is the result of wards placed on the basecamp
and relevant areas trafficked by travelers). It's not something that
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Jyoti too has some feeling driving her
back home, and she quickly borrows a cycle from the academy to get
back as swiftly as possible. The town is empty of people and doors
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that she manifested in the last half hour that gave her the final
push to get home. Not aware fully of the danger she was in or the
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on her wing color, only to be given a magical air conditioning
treatment to 'help with the heat'. “Th-THankkssSS” She rasps at
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<i>She was doing something nice for me,
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Dustin makes amazing burgers, craving
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“We can bring some equipment back
home,” He reasons. “Then you won't feel so rushed while we're
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Jyoti smiles. “I can't take my
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“You'll have to make do with me then
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“Don't go today, you have to let your
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<i>I wanna go meet Li</i>...</div>
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“I mean, I'm a little sore, but we
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“Rome wasn't built-”<br />
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“We're not in Rome!!” She
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“Fine, fine.” He says. “But we're
going together. I want to meet Li and see who this new 'mentor' of
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“You both have fun, I think I'm going
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“Thanks for the ride!” Dustin calls
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Jet also finally found a beautiful
scene that he has to paint on sight. Or at least, he's going to blend
some colors and see if he has any chance at competing with nature in
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Li isn't back yet, the workout room is
empty, and all Jyo can say is that she's feeling pumped. “I feel
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“Alright then kid, I'll test you
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Who could say no to that? She knows her
dad outranks her, so it's obvious that she's going to get a decent
lesson out of it. As long as they can mange to spar without cracking
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Not only is he proficient in blocking
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It doesn't manifest directly, just in
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While his sibling and father go several
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how to push her without letting her overwork herself. They both
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When the sun goes down that day, Jet
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“Thanks.” She grins. “Too bad
there's no place like this back home, huh? It kind of puts soccer and
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He can be so astute sometimes. “Yeah,”
she admits, “but I really like the teamwork aspect of sports too. I
don't know what it is, I'm naturally good at it. But sometimes I
think that I won't be able to leave much of a legacy behind. I'm not
creating art or writing stories like my brother is, not that I want
to do that, but shouldn't I try to make a mark on the world?”</div>
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wholly acceptable, but it's a snoozefest in the corporate and
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“You know we can go into town
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“I see that smirk kid, don't think
you got past me this morning. It was just an absolute breeze to know
you were going to go to the sculpture park and that I'd find you
here. Don't run off like that again.”</div>
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At times she feels alone in a vast and
curious place, and at other times she feels safe, as if protected by
something she can't explain. Maybe it's just the magic of being on
vacation. Maybe it's the budding confidence she's developing as a
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Which is good really, Leila really
missed them, even with Everet being willing to watch the house while
they were gone.</div>
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All the puppy learned to do while they
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And it's kind of good to be home. Food
from home tastes better at home after all. Jyoti resolves to go back
at some point and learn more from her master. Or possibly, actually
eat the local food next time. She had just been so excited to learn
that the days passed by so quickly.</div>
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Also Dustin managed to pick up another
useless thing that he will never remember to use; a fortune cookie
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All he does is fill the cookies with
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Oh and Eugene finally comes to visit!
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One of Jyoti's rolls is to live her
trait (I know she's not an adult yet, but I'm just applying it to her
now as it just fits her to work out everyday). Also the generation
goal for her will be perfectionist, to max out all challenges and her
LTW is the dual max athletic and martial arts.</div>
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The Deathnote is a mod :></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">In the upcoming weeks, progress is
made. Jyoti finally gets to be taught how to drive.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Which is good, because there are tons
of places she intends to go with her friends. She spends most of the
evening on the phone with one person after another, just focusing on
enjoying her school life as best as she can. Between clubs and
homework she doesn't have much time to go out, but she will be making
the time.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">And finally, finally! Something amazing
happens.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">And it's not Jet winning an award for
his take on what art is supposed to be.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Something Jyo's been asking for forever
arrives. A little Rhodesian Ridgeback pup named Leila. Her life as a
teenager is essentially complete.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Leila gets one of those fancy replica
houses that looks like their house, just so the neighbors know they
have money enough to burn.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Her brother is still super happy just
doing whatever though. He's only playing in the sandbox because his
mom warned him about the germs here. He does not get up out of the
sandbox to greet the new addition to the family.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">His sister hangs out with him for a
little bit longer before running after the new puppy (Dustin said he
was going to let her sniff around a bit first before introductions). </span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Normally a girl her age would hate hanging out with a younger
sibling, but she's not concerned with how people perceive her (at
least, that's what she thinks).</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Sometimes you just need to get a
little bit dirty, you know? I didn't even brush my teeth today!”
Jet announces proudly.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Did mom tell you to, is that
why?”</span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">“No, she didn't, I decided not to brush them on my
own. I'm too busy, there's a new book I just got and I have to go
read it after this.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Well be sure to track sand all over
the house before you do, mom and dad will love that.” Jyo supplies
an idea, knowing full well he'll be stuck in a catch-22 and be forced
to do the opposite.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">But easy bait is too easy, and Jet
isn't fooled by that. “The point of being rebellious is in getting
away with the little things.” He tries to explain.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Hmm, I'll bet.” Jyoti is too
amused by this feeble attempt at intellectual dominance to respond to
it.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Aw! No pets allowed yet? No.. that's a
no, the puppy wants no pets. She tries not to take this development
personally.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Tugs are cool though. Tugs are totally
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">After a long conversation with Jet
about which cryptozoological species are provably in existence, and
the escape of one Tammy the Turtle,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Things are pretty typical at the
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">And then, as most of her classmates
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">It would be awesome if her parents
didn't want to stay at home for this party, or if at the very least
they could stop making out in broad daylight where the neighbors or
any early guests could see them.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">This is Everet.
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">He aged up looking like a mobster. He
is glorious.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">This, combined with Nigel from the
previous chapter has me convinced that something is going on with the
youth in this town. There is no way I'm going to let him keep this
80s gangster hairdo, and no way I am going to let this new
neighborhood dynamic out of my authoritative grasp.
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Input plot thread: Everet is now a
mobster too.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">For such a goody-two shoes this makes
no sense, but Everet plays the long game, and his family has been the
subject of enough targeted harassment by the local thugs (due in no
small part to his father's targeted reporting on local gangs and
medi-dealers) that one day he realized his father wouldn't be able to
protect the family any more, and Leon was uselessly and obliviously
working several jobs because his girlfriend had expectations about a
certain lifestyle. The only one smart and reckless enough to act was
Everet, and his reaction was to join up and destroy it all from
within.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Although it may be hard to imagine that
anywhere in this paradoxical town would follow any sort of rules in
the first place. Too many people immigrate here, chasing their dreams
of making money, becoming famous, or at the very least mooching the
fame and money for those that have lived here for generations.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">It would make sense over time that a
criminal undercurrent would erode certain industries, Dustin himself
is now a player in several local businesses to counter act his
reliance on the performing arts should the SAG (Stage Actors Guild)
come under the influence of local mafia ever again. Even if he's big
enough now that they would need his cooperation to succeed in their
blatant back-stage deals, there are still occupations and products
that are illegal where the mafia will have ultimate financial growth
and leverage over the population.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">* Cue makeover music *</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Not for you!
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">(Ahem) Howard Huanna aged up as well.
We'll deal with that later.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Yes, Everet, YOU.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Also, because I can, I made this snobby
athletic kid dress super nerdy. Multiple patterns, GO!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">He's athletic, but something of a nerd
with his studies. This allows him to dress however he wants with no
one at school being able to competently bully him about his style
choices. He'd still just stuff them into a locker or lock them in the
storage shed, or something.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Speaking of people who have no tact...
here are the chaperons for this event...</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Jyoti was over her crush on Everet. It
was silly, stupid. But he shows up dressed to the nines for Kevin's
surprise party and all she can do is stare at him. How annoying.
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">He is Rebellious, Charismatic, Easily
Impressed, has Commitment Issues, and a Born Salesman.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Sometimes no matter what you do, you
feel like you can never catch up. Jyoti feels that now, seeing her
cousin all grown, his top lip covered in whispy strands of male
pride, and it takes her longer than it should for her to realize the
closely guarded expression on his face and what it could mean.</span><br />
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knows about Nigel, and Mercutio, and the other kids from her grade
that joined the Starlight Shores chapter of the Organization (SSO),
she knew that when Everet was there the other kids followed his lead
and didn't cause any trouble for she and her friends. She thought it
meant that he had some leverage over the obnoxious boys her age who
were among the initiate, it never had occurred to her that they
listened because he had seniority over them.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">After a hard stare at his side arm
causes him to holder it and he shuffles his feet in the tiniest amount
in discomfort, she has one word for him. “Why?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“You don't have to keep this a
secret, but my old man... he can't find out. I trust you, Jyo.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">She nearly steps back a few feet in
surprise. Speechless. He's not even sorry.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Finally, something comes out. “Wh-why
did you come here dressed like this if you didn't want anyone to
know?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Alright, there're two reasons for
this. The first one you won't like, but it's honest. I came here from
an important meeting and I had to show my colors for it. The second,
you may not like either, but it's essential. To remind some of the
kids coming here that will be joining soon, who this family is and
that they're off-limits. Under my protection. There are parts of the
initiations that affect the public and this is to keep you out of any
affected category. You may not think you need it, but here I am
anyways. I can't dress down for this as I won't be taken seriously.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">A few minutes later many of the other
guests arrive and Maria immediately mocks Jyoti for not knowing
anything about this. She's close to the Sparrows (Leon is her long
term boyfriend), so she's untouchable as well. Hilarious that she
knew about Everet before Jyoti.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">I seriously think this kid's name is
Gaston. Either way, I label him as another initiate. Sorry you look
like you're up to no good, kid.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">This situation is somewhat painful for
Everet to witness, but Howard takes a different tack. He's going to
become a politician and stamp out the corruption here once and for
all. He's tired of seeing his agemates suffering from this, and he
can't imagine what happens at the adult levels. He has an idea of
course, he just doesn't like to imagine it. He's certain that being
athletic and charismatic both will serve him well, what he can't
dodge he'll be able to talk his way out of so he can be in a position
of power over people like Everet and those he serves.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“It <i>pains</i> me.” Everet
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Maybe it's just a toothache, and he's
not really growing a conscience. He can deal with doing all this
behind his dad's back, the old man should know what goes on in his
own backyard being one of the 'finest' reporters in modern times, so
Eugene being oblivious can be seen as being his fault.
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">But Everet knows that Jyoti has always
admired him and to see her stand there shocked and not even hearing
Maria's mocking words because that faith has been lost, hurts a
little more than he'd like to admit. They've always been each other's
favorites, as Leon and Jet don't socialize with anyone all that much
in the first place.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“You okay, boss?” Mercutio passes a
critical eye over the scene.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“It's fine of course. I'm just
stretching out my sore muscles after that job last night. You'd
better not back down either when the time comes.”</span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">“I know,
I won't.” Is the determined response.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Howard stretches a bit too, but is
seriously tempted to punch someone in the face right now. It's people
like this that undermine his father's careful work in this town!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">The guest of honor is here, and Jyoti
has recovered her good humor just in time to challenge him to a
rumble before he ages up. “C'mon kid, fight me.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Kevin may be brave and clumsy (a
hilarious combination in my humble opinion) but he's also way too
good to hit a girl. “I don't want to win and embarrass you, so no
thanks.” He says breezily.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">He looks over the guests that have
arrived. Are these supposed to be his friends? A part of him wants to
ask, but really he doesn't care all that much. The fae don't
celebrate birth, even though they do mourn death. Every day living
life the way one wants is how one can celebrate that they were born.
That's how his family sees it, and he so far agrees.</span></div>
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Jyoti can't stand the idea that he
won't have a 'normal' birthday, so she invited a bunch of people from
their class so he can experience it first hand.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">It's kind of sweet, but she seems a bit
on edge to be acting out like this.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Isn't that your cousin, what so he's
a mobster now too?” He asks her abruptly.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Everet's still uselessly worrying about
how she's taking all of this.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“So I made a few changes to the
house! They still had no right to ground me over it! I had to wait
WEEKS to get my learner's permit! It was so unfair!”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Here we see one of Everet's lackeys
pretending to be a good student. And yeah, the game named him Gaston.
Good job, game. Gaston Holmes-Singh. Shows up in his abominable track
suit just so he can play the good kid and make a show of doing his
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">The world itself... is their oyster.
Ripe for the plucking.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">This is all autonomous, I assure you.
He's not in the active family so this is what he decided to do at
this party. After announcing his new career choice to a select few
that he's hoping will join the empire he will begin to build,
starting with today.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Well at least people are happy around
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“We should go check on the kids, I
can tell more have arrived, they're so loud.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Yeah... we should. I'm just so
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Muira's over! I love her! I constantly
get updates about how badass she is at the hunting skill. How nice of
her to come over just to greet the new puppy. Leila probably thinks
she's a puppy too, being so small.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Well whatever, I've had enough of this
group of kids. Maria actually has the audacity to criticize someone
for not being a book-loving shut-in. Wow, overcompensating much?
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">(I wouldn't have given her boobs with a
makeover anyways, I don't change body shapes when I do that).</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Murcutio walks over and pays his
respects. “You got a nice place here. I respect that.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Yeah, yeah it's nice alright, and
how many nights do you stay up late binge watching the sopranos? I
mean, it explains your grades, but...”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“I am NOT a dog, and you can't take
me home with you, my humans are here!”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Well I can't come home with another
leaf.” Miura reasons.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Your right, kid. We should all be
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">And not this group of disrespecting
vagrants who can't even learn the proper respect!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“You tell her Mercutio!” Maria encourages.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Next job you go in first now, Cue.”
A calm voice interrupts their obnoxious cheering. Everet.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">The boy clumsily tries to explain.
“Shit. Sorry, Boss but this is a personal thing, it's got nothing
to do with our work, your cousin and I just don't get along. I shouldn't have to be on the front line just for that.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Maria chuckles, but she's stopped
egging him on. “You're too easy.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Everet casts a glance over her but says
nothing. She hates his superior attitude, she's dating his older and
more mature brother for maker-sake. That outta be worth something!
But it isn't, Everet knows she'll never tell him for fear that he'll
find someone new.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: white;">Kevin
looks exactly like his dad, and now adds Inappropriate to his list of
likely behaviors. How could such a cheerfu kid grow up with this sour
face? </span>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">I
give him a style change and find out that he's totally ripped,
though.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Now
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Who
is Meghan approved.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Jyoti,
I changed my mind, you can date this one!”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“If
I say you do it, you do it.” Everet has to be the kind of guy who
does not like to repeat himself. Usually his natural charisma makes
this sort of scene unnecessary, but this kid is that dense.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Mercutio
eventually backs down. He wants the lifestyle, the money, the
influence. He has to do what Everet tells him after all.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Meghan
was quite possibly only interested in the cake as she's still
cheering for it.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Once
again, Kevin doesn't see the point of this type of party or
understand the habits of the humans. There isn't even any nectar,
although the cake was great. Why does he have to be screamed at by
people in order to grow older?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“So...
just to be clear, you don't like any of the boys here tonight right,
that's not why you invited them?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“No
dad, I really just wanted Kevin to have a good time. Did you really
think I was looking for somebody that much, to try to find love in
this haystack of losers?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“...
aren't several of them your friends?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Right,
they're friends. Not dating material. I will also tease them
mercilessly when one of them finally gets a girlfriend.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">I
like to imagine that Leila invited Muira to the party.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">At
least, the fluffy orange cat certainly walks around the place as if
she were invited.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Meanwhile,
here is the face of the guy who won the argument. He can feel the
look of begrudging respect on his back as he walks away. <i>Little
shit</i>, he thinks. <i>That'll show you we have a hierarchy</i>. </span>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Maria
is none too happy about this. She should NOT have to obey her
boyfriend's younger brother. But Everet's right, she'd never tell
Leon what goes on here. Leon's too much of an earnest idiot to
understand. She's not even in the organization, but she couldn't
think of anything smart to say, so she's leaving now.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Jyoti...
couldn't care less about what that girl does with her spare time.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">But
a few minutes later and she's back inside, trying to store her
feelings in her stomach.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“I
see you can forgive me for the sake of cake.” Everet says.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Shut
up.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">It's
true though. She's in line for the cake.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“You
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“It's
easier to talk about the art that I collect if it's already on my
body to begin with.” He says it so casually that she accepts his
explanation.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Okay, but don't do anything I wouldn't do. I worry
about you and your brother sometimes, are you getting along well?
What about work, what are you going to do in the future?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">He
shrugs. “Get more ink. Maybe I'll be a tattoo artist. Thanks for
worrying about me, Aunt Drea.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">If
this conversation amuses Cue at all he at least keeps his mouth shut
for once.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Okay,
seriously be careful kid.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Jet
sings the song of the bench. His parents survival story lives on in
legend.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“We
could infiltrate the space program.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“You
can shut up too.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“But,
imagine the power, if we had a space ship...!”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Why
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Because
you know my true potential.” Mercutio “Cue” Best gloats. If
only his rich, stingy parents knew he was throwing in with the mob,
they'd respect him then!</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Your
potential is as a meatsheild tomorrow night, and don't you forget
it.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">The
kid cringes for a second. Nobody wants to go in first in a raid at
another gang's safe house.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">But
Everet follows it up. “I'll be right behind you, you'd better not
die kid.” </span>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Overall
several dynamics in this party were amusing. Humans... are fun.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">“Would
you like to participate in another human tradition?” <i>Since you
look bored out of your mind</i>, she refrains from adding. </span>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Since...love
day is coming up I want to practice dancing. Someone might come sweep
me away and I want to be prepared!”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Like,
in the trash? Why that analogy?” He manages to ask innocently.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“No
you absolute <i>tool</i>, it's a romantic term. Sheesh you aged up to
be a jerk. Anyways let me teach you how to dance, try not to do
anything <i>inappropriate</i>.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">“No
promises.” He takes her up on it, and begins to learn the a simple
four step waltz. </span>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">It's
nice to see him smiling for a bit.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Hey,
let me cut in- I might die tomorrow.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“No
way loser, it's your own fault for going!” Jyo calls happily over
her shoulder.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Cue
feels the winter chill in her smile for a second before he realizes
that he just doesn't care anymore.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Did
you enjoy your party at least a little?” Jyo asks Kevin, somehow
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">“I
had a great time!” Jet interrupts. </span>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Kevin
just chuckles. This is why he doesn't mind living among the
unpredictable humans.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Kevin
smiles, shrugs, and excuses himself. “See you later Howie.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">“F***
off, Swift.” Howard responds casually. </span>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><br />They're
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Miura
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palace. And that'll be her noms.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">And
before everyone goes home Jyoti is able to catch her cousin alone.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“You
have a stomachache? Do you regret doing this that much?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">Everet
undoubles himself. “Uhhh... no, it's just that I have so much
responsibility now to everyone.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“You
aren't feeling guilty about leading these kids to their own
destruction? Deceiving your father, who trusts you? Nothing like
that?”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Nothing
like that.” He assures her. “If I can't do at least this much
I'll never be able to protect the family when it needs to be
protected.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“I
see you've thought a lot about this. But you are the type of guy
that'll eat anything without being affected by it, so I think your
stomach hurts because you're not being honest with yourself.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">He
winks at her. “Seriously Jyo you don't need to worry about me.
That'll be the day, when I let my baby cousin be concerned for my
wellfare!” </span><br />
<span style="color: #eeeeee;"><br /></span>
<span style="color: #eeeeee;">This show of bravado does nothing to convince her that he's fine.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Ugh,
you're not fooling anyone. If you hate this then you don't have to do
it. No I won't tell Uncle Gene or Aunt Lize, but you should think
about doing something else with your life if you're going to regret
this choice.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“You
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">That
shut her up. Jyo just narrows her eyes so he continues.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Don't
get tattoos, I don't want to worry, blah blah blarg. This is why I
don't like dating, all you women do is worry about unessesary things.
If I became a paperboy I'd have to hear it from both of you. Well, I
am not changing my mind about this, and I've been involved in it
since middle school!”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Okay,
you don't have to vent to me about it, I get it. I know my mom
worries about Leon working as a plumber, that he's going to inhale
fumes and keel over one day. I know your mom wants everyone to be a
librarian. It makes sense that you'd want to see what you can do on
your own, but keep in mind you don't have to carry the whole family,
okay? Both our dads have a lot of influence in town too, they won't
let things get out of hand, I'm sure of it.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Must
be nice to feel so confident. Anyways, These brats from school
shouldn't bother you so much anymore now.”</span></div>
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<span style="color: #eeeeee;">“Oh
they don't bother me, I just work them into my jokes at school and
they get laughed at. Let them be stupid. But thanks for worrying.”</span></div>
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Meghan... for proving that no amount of adult responsibility will
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So the Sparrow house quickly becomes
one of the most fun summer homes in the neighborhood. Everything that
the kids could ever want to play with is outside, so much so that
they forget to use most of it.</div>
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Which doesn't mean that anyone in the
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Not Dustin, bringer-of-bread,
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Not Meghan, slightly narcissistic and
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Not Jet, wearing flannel shorts in
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The kids are on their own for meals a
lot, sometimes Jet talks about all the things he remembers their dad
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“Do you know how much more exercise
you have to do now that you're eating nothing but cheese and bread
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“But- you're having a muffin.” Jet
doesn't understand the fitness obsession. "Make a salad if you care
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“I'm having this muffin because I
miss baking, and it's tiny so I can have it as a snack.” She
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“You brought it up. I don't know why
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“Yeah, and I don't need anyone either
thanks!” She barks sarcastically, trying to ignore her brother's
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She's been so weird after mom and dad
came home from their trip. But, he doesn't care about that too much.
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He started cooking to get to feel a
little closer to his dad, anyways. It's nice that they can have some
things in common and they both like to share recipies, although Jet
suspects that he isn't telling his dad much that's new. One day,
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Dustin sneezes. He hopes he's not
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later, so of course he's feeling germy now, when he's planning operation family fun.</div>
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It's apparent that something is wrong
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“You know we have a punching bag,
right? It's right upstairs, you're welcome to go destroy it when
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He's rewarded with something of a glare
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“Obviously upset, struggling with
your feelings, I know how hard it can be to deal with so many
emotions as a teenager- you don't have to have a reason why, either.
Just go work out a little, and use that time to think things over.
Try to find your why- but sometimes you won't know why, and that'll
be okay too.”</div>
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<i>Gross. Don't talk to me about
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That's what
she wanted to say. But something in his expression makes her hesitate
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He takes advantage of the silence and
pats her on the shoulder. “Go work out, your mom and I have a
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She breaks character for a second.
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“Uhh nevermind.” She looks down.
<i>How did you know what you wanted to do in life, why were you
always so sure about mom? I don't like anyone, not really... what if
I'm not normal? No other girls like sports the way I do, and all the
boys annoy me, and the girls annoy me, and everyone annoys me... what
if I end up alone? I have friends, but something's missing.</i></div>
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She doesn't want to talk about any of
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“Okay, maybe I will. Thanks, Dad.”</div>
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Hours later,
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The sun feels like heaven on her skin
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This awesome picknick table looks like
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And this is the general party setup
before the guests arrive. Meghan and Dustin should probably be
punishing their daughter for having a party while they were away, but
it showed them how much they were missing of their kid's lives, so
they're trying this instead. Giving her a supervised party so they
can see how she is with kids her age, and see if their kids are okay
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For some reason, now that Jyo isn't
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She doesn't like anyone yet, big deal.
The realization is kind of empowering. Everyone here is just a bunch
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Jyoti, Kevin, Dannigan, some kid from
class. No Iris, there are rumors that Dannigan and she broke it off,
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The party is perfect. As the sun starts
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grilled, the sounds of people splashing and swimming in the pool and
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That's Maria, Leon's girlfriend sitting
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Jyoti gets the satisfaction of beating
that kid from class at a hold your breath contest, Alyss Khan talks
to Jet about some school project they're partners working on...</div>
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And then teaches him a song. Apparently
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And Howard Huanna have yet to join her
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It takes her a second to notice that
the guy she beat at holding her breath is also watching her. That's
right, Malcolm Meir. He's that shy kid who never says anything from
class, guess they aged up around the same time. So weird. But before
she can recognize that his gaze looks to be something like sympathy,
as if he knows she's thinking a million more things right now that she
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And being way better than anyone else
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Nobody notices when her parents slip
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“What? You're lying!”</div>
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“Maybe. But I had fun. Who cares what
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Oh. That's what you two were doing over
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“You know Dustin, I think we've been
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'Jyo's doing great, still looks like
she gets along with her friends, Jet has friends, and a lot of
people are staying later than they would if they weren't enjoying
themselves. I think this party was a success, maybe we should just
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Dustin's not as convinced. “Our kids
are great, but I think things have happened too fast for them.
Suddenly we have money, suddenly we're not home as much, we've been
selfish, even if it was to have a more secure future. I hope Jyo's
okay... that she's not just putting on an act.”</div>
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He has no idea how good his instincts
are about this, but still he can't prove it, he'll just have to trust
his daughter.</div>
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Meghan uses these moments to talk to Jyoti
about what goes on in school. Mostly she gets to hear about clubs,
sports and most importantly, the kinds of kids her kid likes to hang
out with. She's pleased it seems like a she gets along with a lot of
other types of personalities. Their son however, is another matter
altogether. Jet likes to rant about people that annoy him, and are
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“Mom, should I be in love with
someone? I should try to find a boyfriend right? Not like go off and
have sex with someone randomly, I just mean that I don't feel anything for
anyone right now. I mean, what if there's something wrong with me?”</div>
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Dustin breathes in a piece of bun at
exactly that moment. “Am I supposed to be here for this?” He asks
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“No dad, you can be excused.” Jyo
replies snippily. “I didn't want to ask you because I knew you'd
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Dustin grins. “Just kidding, you can
ask me anything any time. So that's what's been bothering you? How
you're never gonna meet someone you like? Just ask all the guys at
school to measure their wieners, then choose based on that.”</div>
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“DAD!”</div>
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“Calm down Jyo, he's kidding and
being a jerk.” Her mom replies quickly with a side glare that does
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“Yes, I-am-being-a-jerk.” He
parrots back. “Also, and I'm telling you this as your father, don't
date a guy with a small wiener.”</div>
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“Gross dad, stop saying <i>wiener</i>.”</div>
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“Noodle, doodle, shlongus.”</div>
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“Da~d EW, I said stop!”</div>
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“Shlingus. Dingus.”</div>
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“So am I, guys with a tiny dingy are
irritable and domineering. I want my daughter to date no one, but if
she's thinking about dating already then I want her to be happy with
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“You're being gross. I'm your
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“Eh, you're older now you can handle
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“There's more to guys than their...
I'm not going to say that! They don't go around worrying about their
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“If there's a guy that doesn't worry about that then I
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“Jyoti, sweetie, ignore your father
for a moment and look at me. It's not like an algorithm. You can't
just put a formula into a calculator and come out with the most
compatible person to be with. You just have to be patient and find someone
worthwhile.”</div>
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“Someone who will beat up your
current boyfriend because he can't stand watching you guys make out
all the time.” Dustin suggests.</div>
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“Dustin what the hell is wrong with
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He shrugs. “Maybe I'm feeling
sentimental. Our anniversary is coming up soon you know.”</div>
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“You're feeling sentimental about
beating someone up?” Jyoti chimes in. “Wait, dad did you really
beat up mom's boyfriend?”</div>
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“It's a long story sweetie...”</div>
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“Fine, I'll date a local mafioso who
will throw any potential other suitors of mine into a lake. Is that
what you're telling me to do? Find some violent idiot who also
happens to crack jokes all day so he can do whatever he wants?”</div>
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“Don't insult your father.”</div>
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“He's insulting me! I don't want some
muscle-bound idiot who won't let me make my own decisions! So what,
you helped mom 'decide' to be with you by terrifying her current
boyfriend into leaving her, who even does that!?”</div>
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Dustin can sort of see her point. “I
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“I don't think I want to know
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“Your dad's being a bit clumsy, but
he means that relationships are complicated and you shouldn't enter
into one just for the sake of having someone. I did that, and it was
a mistake. My guy at the time, we didn't really get to know each
other very well, and your dad, well he knew everything about me.
Eventually what your father and I have just made more sense.”</div>
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“You mean you settled.” Jyo mutters
under her breath. “Or did you just let dad boss you around until
you wanted to be with him?”</div>
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“Okay, okay FINE, maybe I shouldn't
be teasing you when you really want to know things.” Dustin offers
something loosely related to an apology. “But in relationships,
real ones, there is no boss, no one person in charge. It's a
partnership, and you have to work with each other. It's not always
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“That may be the single most useful
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“I know. Actually, there's always
some truth in humor, and our daughter is smart enough to know that
too. I made the weinus joke to make a point.”</div>
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“Are you making another joke right
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“What? No, no I'm being serious. But
yes, a point, ha-ha that's quality work.” He replies deadpan.
“Actually what I'm saying is there's no real way to know, so simply
stop worrying about it. Everyone has their own sense of timing, so
just focus on getting to know yourself. Because if you start dating
someone and don't know much about who you are, you're going to change
and it won't work out anyway. You have to be happy with who you are
first anyways.”</div>
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Meghan nods. Finally they were getting
somewhere with this. “Basically you can't distill it down any
simpler than that. Love can't be forced, it has to be worked at,
there is no fairy tale prince, on a white horse, ready to whisk you
off somewhere. But if you do find someone who stands up for you, or
makes you feel better about yourself, consider keeping him around.”</div>
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“Aren't you the Mayor's wife?”
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“I am, but we have a very open
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He cracks his knuckles. “Alright.”
And she begins to levitate, until she's several feet away from him
and getting further all the time. “I like to call this trick-
Begone, Thot!” And he lowers her gently to the pavement very, very
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I love her face, but these braids are
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“Don't burn that!” She calls over
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“I won't I'm not you!” He replies
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Still obsessive, I put heavy makeup on
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She loves dogs after all, not birds.</div>
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(I replay the mourn interaction three
times to make sure I'm not seeing things. She celebrates each time.
Ironically months later it comes up in thread as a 'thing', like it
happened to all of us simmers at once. There's no patches out
anymore, or I could blame EA for this. :/ Is this another <a href="https://www.seventeen.com/celebrity/news/a32934/the-berenstein-berenstain-bears-conspiracy-theory">Barenstein Bear</a> alternate timeline/ universe theory moment?! My Sims never used to BE
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making a concentrated effort to eat dinner or breakfast with him, or
help him with his homework. Even though he enjoys getting some time
with her to himself, the bad habits are in place, and his grades
fluctuate on the lowest end of the spectrum. He does his homework
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enjoy direct benefits from his hard work) Dustin gives his teenage
daughter a brand new muscle car. Because he would have wanted one
when he was her age. That, and she's kind of sporty, and she loves the
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Meghan recoils. “What the heck, Jet,
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her voice was the convincing factor. But in his heart he decides to
do half now, and half in class tomorrow anyways. Mom's not ever going
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The next morning frost creeps back on
the window pains, or at least a heavy morning fog. Their house is
situated at a much higher elevation than the rest of the town save
for a few neighbors, and the fog takes a longer time to creep back
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Older, not really more mature, but with
higher levels of energy, all Jyo can think about some days is how
she'd give anything to just be able to run towards the horizon and
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To chase the fog into the hillside
until it crunches as snow under her feet, then ascend into the
mountains until only eagles are her company and the clouds are below
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She has a serious case of
wanderlust, but she tries to keep it buttoned up for now. Being
athletic and loving the outside world as she does, sitting at a desk
in school is really torturous sometimes.</div>
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wife and for his children, it's the Starlight Shores Sim-nation Dream, but one day it does kind of dawn on him, that nobody
really asked for any of this? He just didn't know what else to do
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He's already invested heavily in the
entertainment business around the Shores, he doesn't want what
happened with Cupp's Back-Stage deals to happen to anyone else. The
local mafia still holds a lot of power because they have a lot of
money, but Dustin wants to break up their influence over the
entertainment sector at least. He doubts he can keep people from
turning to 'self-help' medication when they are stressed and it's
easy to import, so a large part of the organization will never truly
be defeated this way.</div>
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It bothers Eugene quite a bit as he
runs across so many news stories that are a result of the illegal
medi-traffic.
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Right now though, he has to pack for
his trip with Meghan back to Twinbrook. The kids have school so
they're staying, and will be calling every night as well as getting
visits from the Eugene or Everet to make sure they're okay. The trip
is going to be for a few weeks. Meghan is meeting his brother's
family, and hopefully coming to terms with her past. It's not the
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Some whos names I never wrote down.
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Alora Platt, I think she's a normal
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any mind. She likes all of them equally, or unequally, and really
just makes conversation with whomever's around. As her schedule is
full with after-school activities, she ends up forming a circle of
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Malcolm Meir is quiet, so of course a rebellious kid like Jet can't leave him alone. Normally Jet would stay after and chat, but today he's
exhausted. He stayed up trying to do homework and being too stubborn
to ask for help. Instead of resolving to ask for help next time, he
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Jyo never managed to make friends with
the girl, not really. But she gets the feeling that they always
notice each other. Maybe there's something similar there, in how both
girls can have a lot of friends, but don't really need their friends?
They feel like outsiders when they shouldn't, is that why? It really
could be a mutual sense of jealousy though. Jyoti can just make out
the faint aquamarine glow lining the edges of the fairies wings, a
fairy who is never outside because she dislikes being there. Darla not only is
not athletic or 'cool', she doesn't even like being a fairy, being
outside, and is too disinterested in others to care about pulling
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Jyo's a bit annoyed though. Isn't she
supposed to think guys her age are cute, or something? Why do they
all seem so boring and one-dimensional? She loves her parent's
relationship, but they're such weird people she can't imagine them
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And what does it say about her that she
thinks her cousin has a pretty nice body? What a stupid thing to
notice. Is it because he's rebellious, and charismatic that he stands
out? Her dad, her cousin, her family members are better than the
people she goes to school with so she's never going to find someone she
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The only adult here scolds Jyoti, but
Jyo wasn't really listening. What did the woman say? The music is too
loud to hear. She thinks it's something about 'where are your
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“My parents wouldn't care about
something like this!” She yells back at Lindy Wright defensively.
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Parties are stupid, cousins are stupid,
parents are stupid and so are her friend's parents. Or the neighbors,
whoever that person is.</div>
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Jyo's exhausted lately anyways. All she
wanted was to enjoy her youth, but she has no idea what that means.
It's too cold to swim tonight, but she had a pool installed, in
ground on her dad's credit, and can't even get anyone to come out and
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gets Lindy off the phone to ask her to read him a bedtime story, or
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Leaving her cousin to fend off
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numbly decides that she's going to swim anyways. That's all she
wanted to do was have a nice night with her friends, and not only was
it boring and predictable and nobody was cute and nothing was fun and
she's going to get in trouble, she also never got to swim.</div>
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A familiar voice begins to echo in her
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still can't really see, but she knows it's her annoyingly perfect
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Before she can process what this means
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She can't hear what he's saying but
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Embarrassed, is that it? She feels
threatened because she's never failed at anything athletic in her
life, is that why she can't look him in the eyes right now?</div>
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“I already called them, Jyoti, it was
an emergency. What if you hit your head in the pool, got a
concussion? I didn't see what happened, so of course I called them!”</div>
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She sulks. “You always know exactly
what to do, don't you?” She doesn't mean her voice to sound so
bitter but it does anyway.
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“Yeah, sure, whatever. Don't be
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“I am pissed. Not at you, we'll maybe
a little bit at you. Okay, a lot at you. Why the hell do you always
have the answer to everything? When did you ever learn CPR?! You
probably even know what you're going to do with your life- you notice
everything going on around you, you're freaking perfect, you're
probably going to become a journalist just like your old man and be
on tv with your perfect self and a different girl every day of the
week like the chauvinist you are- it's so annoying!”</div>
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“So, you <i>are</i> pissed that I
saved your life, or that I'm older than you? Or is it that I'm never going to go
out that way, by drowning in a pool, in a dark backyard somewhere?”
Everet's annoyed now, the tone of his voice is somewhat satisfying to
Jyo's ears for the first second. He meant it to be sharp, but there's
a note of concern in his tone that evolves to feel like nails on a
chalkboard to her. The silence hangs over them for a while, each not knowing what to say next.</div>
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“I fucking hate you.” She growls, breaking it.</div>
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“No you don't you love me.” He says
easily. “I'm better, smarter, and more mature than you are and
you're pissed that you can't do better, is that it? Well here's a
viral video for you, here's a blogpost and some news, we're not
supposed to be the same you idiot. I'm half a generation older than
you are and if I were on your level I'd probably want to shoot
myself. I have people my own age to compete with. Not you, so you
don't get to be upset.”</div>
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“Well I am upset. It's a freebie. And
don't think I'm ever going to try to pay you back for it, either.”</div>
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He shrugs, looks away. “Alright. I
won't. But I am staying here until your dad gets home.”</div>
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“You'd better not Everet, I don't
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“Well you NEED SOMEONE!” He yells,
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He doesn't move. “Seriously I don't
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“If you need to sit down again we can
just watch the stars for a while, like I said I'm not going anywhere
until they're back, you should probably get something warm to change
into though-”</div>
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That's the moment when, like a
linebacker coming for a helpless football, Dustin appears out of
nowhere and runs full tilt towards his daughter. “JYO!!”
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But Jyo isn't listening, not at first.
She's too full of her thoughts and lost in her confusion, and feeling
guilty as Everet goes out of her way to smooth things over, and try
to cheer her up. Usually that's her job in any situation, she's
supposed to think of a joke and lighten the mood. But she's sad,
upset, and doesn't know why. It makes no sense. She feels... useless.</div>
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So she tells him she's okay, she was
kidding around, she's glad he was here. Whatever will make this
painful moment end, whatever will make him go away.</div>
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That's when her memory returns and she
realizes that he gave her mouth to mouth to save her life. “You
should go home,” she stutters. “My-dad's here now and-”</div>
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“Yeah.” He senses something has
changed too, and he's not about to voice it out loud. This suddenly
feels wrong, and he knows enough about girls to know exactly what's
going on now. “I'll just explain to your dad what happened and...”</div>
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“You don't need anyone to watch you,
I'm sorry, you really grew up, you know? You're going to be fine,
so...” Everet retreats, suddenly embarrassed at her close
attention. “I mean, you're old enough to swim alone, but at least
let somebody know you're out here next time, okay?”</div>
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The last notes of his voice sound with
their usual cadence and a hint of brotherly concern. Turning his back
to her helped him not be so distracted.</div>
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He takes Dustin aside once it's clear
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Jyoti stares after them, trying to
clear her head. Had she gotten to be too sure of herself? She's good
at sports, she loves any kind of physical challenge, her classmates
consider her to be downright athletic. There's no way that someone
like her would make such a stupid mistake, and yet it happened.</div>
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Without Everet intervening, would she
really be <i>dead</i> right now?
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“Thanks, for saving my life...” She
says quietly, her voice trailing into the darkness. It's weird, she
doesn't really like any boys, she's not sure what some of the older
girls see in their gross boyfriends, or why they give up things they
want to do or be for them. Still she always assumed that, some day
there would be someone so enticing that she wouldn't be able to help
herself but want to be around him. Someone confident in themselves
who would believe in her as well. Someone who would do things she
couldn't, who would make time to see how <i>she</i> was doing.</div>
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So far the only person who's managed to
do that is her ridiculous, womanizing older cousin. Now that Everet's
managed to set the bar this high, and she's not sure that she's ever
going to find someone to be with. This was the worst night of her
life. What a party.</div>
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Jyo sighs dramatically, completely
forgetting the goal she had for the weekend and failing to recognize
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She hears the clacking of her mother's
heals approaching steadily from a long way away. Presumably she'd
just come from waking up her sleeping brother to drill him with
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So it's not a surprise at all when she
appears in the periphery, stomping through water at the pool's edge
to confront her daughter about everything that happened while they
were gone. But the thrill of it all is over for Jyoti. Had been for a
long time.</div>
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“You installed a POOL!?” Is the
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“What? It's summer! Dad's always
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“You THOUGHT HE'D LIKE IT!” Meghan
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“No- and NO! I didn't plan this! How
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“You didn't take us.” Jyoti says
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“This time, next time, when can we do
things as a family again? I want to go places with you guys too, Jet
wants too, even if all he'd do in them is read books and paint, he
wanted to go. I'm sorry about the party but I wanted to have
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“Thank you for apologising but that's
not going to be enough. You installed a pool, woke all the neighbors,
and nearly died tonight.” Her mom's voice has that note of finality
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“No don't- I LOVE the car, I am
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“What a compelling argument.
Seriously, I'm going to have a lot to discuss with your father, but
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“That face you're making is not going
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Jyo smiles despite everything that's
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Dustin saw the scene outside and thought Meghan was handling it well,
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Jet didn't really care about the party,
it's awesome that his sister managed to get them a pool while their
parents weren't home, and now there's talk of a family vacation next
time. Best of all, nobody remembered to nag him about his homework.
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UHHH... right, so the game has no idea
that they are cousins, because back in the day I never actually made
Eugene's parent's or made them related to Dustin. Ooops. Still it
kind of makes sense for Jyoti's first crush or guy she noticed to be
someone nearby, and for her not to want to act on it, or at the very
least, to be confused by it. She really did start to drown when she
was swimming, so I tossed the poses in to tell the story about it.
Didn't think I'd get floating hearts for the trouble.
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I personally think Everet is a tiny beefcake and I'd would play his sim in another game, I winder if I did a wishacy what his wishes would be like?<br />
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