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Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

I think I'll go see it with the baby bruvsie before he goes back to school. =3

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Sorry for the rushed post, all. Wanted to make sure team death could finish up before Heroes closes up shop. =)

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

People -- almost people, near enough -- were dying again.

Daisy was as keenly aware of that as she was of Godwolf growing closer, angrier.

The solution presented itself to her far too quickly for her own liking. Idly, she wondered if Jay-Jay would ever be able to forgive her. She had no plans to forgive herself in the near future.

She stared at Max and Semyon, expression unreadable, though irritation and maybe something else were clear in her voice.

"Fine, then," she snapped, and then, as what remained of Jay-Jay's old protector settled among them, "Don't say I didn't warn you." She let the portal drop shut with a splash. Fenris's howl seemed to grow louder.

She turned and started walking without waiting for them to follow. They would have to, all of them, if they wanted to...'live' seemed a funny word for any of them at this point. Funny how fate shakes out. Funny, or fucked, or something in between.

"We're a fucking beacon," she started as she moved. "It isn't going to help any moving closer to the gate, but it's better if we're moving. There's no keeping our presence a secret now." She glared at Kata. "He knows we did this. He'll want revenge. Our best bet is to lock him back on the other side where you were," she nodded at Max. "And hope he doesn't have a determined lover waiting for him back with the others." It was supposed to be a joke, but Daisy felt herself shiver again. Her gaze drifted back to Semyon, unbidden.

"Right," she turned suddenly back to Kata and shrugged. "So, here there's supposed to be a big speech, maybe some hugging or crying or supplication, but time's short, so I'll just say this: you and Godwolf are both headed through the mist to...whatever the hell is on the other side. This asshole here knows better than I do, but then it's different for everyone, isn't it?" She gave Max another long, hard look. She still didn't trust him half as far as she could throw him, but this last team was all they had to send Fenris to his final death.

"You're both dead, you and him," she went on to the fire demon. "Once you're on that side, there's nothing else he can do to you. But here, in this place, we're all in deep shit if he catches up to us without a plan. So, here's the deal. You two -- " she pointed at Max and Semyon " -- you two play guard dogs again. Godwolf isn't the only one who'll have seen us coming, just the biggest. You -- " to Kata " -- your job is easy this time around. I say jump, you say how high. Or...y'know, just do it. Timing is all we got left. If he reaches you before you make it through..." She shook her head. "Don't let it happen."

The water lapped cold around Daisy's ankles. "I'll hold the Gate open," she said, staring straight ahead. "Questions? Too bad. No time. Ready. Set. Go."

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Just a quick note to say I should have a post up tonight.

Also hullo everyone. Hope you're all doing well. =)

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Oh, you all are so sweet, thanks. =) Looks like things are FINALLY headed in the right direction, so I will be driving all day tomorrow, but then sort of twiddling my thumbs til I can move in this weekend. In short, expect a post circa Thursday-Friday. Thanks again for being so patient. =)

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

HOKAY. 'bout halfway done with a post. Hate to make excuses, but I am young and stupid and it's beginning to look like this move may end in a (very minor) court vase of some sort, so I've been pulling out my hair/moping in excess the last few days. >___> But my little brother is coming out to rescue me tomorrow and following that I will be HOME and starting a new job and then everything will be rainbows and sunshine and I shall post most heartily.

In short, sorry for the delay. I need lots of hugs. BUT I should have a post up soon. Heroes, Grainsy, (and Juxy/tirgey/Derren) please let me know if I'm holding you up. Very much not my intention.

Pieces of 8: Bones of the North

Hope to have one up today.

Animorphs

For maybe the first time ever (with the exception of the time Cody had broken his nose falling off the porch back in the trailer park; she hadn't been paying attention to anything else then, either), Max's focus wasn't on the myriad of people she more or less considered friends behind her. She hardly even noticed when Clay showed up, which was a big deal, because they hadn't seen each other in days, and she missed him.

But right now, there was a dying alien in front of them, having crashed after the apparent attack of some hostile species, saying their planet was about to be invaded. For a moment, Max couldn't move. Her bloody sweatshirt rested on her knees, and her hazel eyes were wide with fear and confusion. She kept hearing words and phrases -- invaders, Z-Space, blade ship, Yeerks -- but none of it was coming together with any sort of clarity in her head. She could only think, over and over and over again, he's dying. And there was nothing she could do about it.

"We...we can help you," Max said, completely ignoring the centaur-alien's final request, because it wasn't going to be his final request if she had anything to do about it. There were five of them here, and they weren't stupid. Whether what the alien said was true or not -- whether he was even an alien at all -- none of that mattered. What mattered was that he was really, actually hurt, and it was 2014! People didn't just bleed to death anymore, not this close to a hospital, where fully three of their parents worked.

Desperate, she whirled to look at Clay, smiling briefly for having seen him for the first time in a few days.

"Clay, you have to call someone, okay?" She dug in her pocket and pulled out her cellphone, either ignoring or else completely oblivious to their earlier attempts to dial out. "My mom. She'll know what to do."

Some part of Max's mind, the tiny rational part that was more often overwhelmed by excitement or just hyperactivity, knew she was being stupid. Nierefiem was dying. There was nothing she could do for him. But Max had always been the type to think first with her heart, and then, much later, with her head. She could remember watching her grandmother dying, that feeling of helplessness seizing through her like ice spreading through her veins.

She refused to let it happen again.

"You don't have to give us a gift," she insisted gently, trying to sound less afraid than she felt. "You...you can help us, okay? You just have to hang on a little bit longer. Help is coming. You'll be okay."

Animorphs

No worries. Edited the relationships, and should have a post up shortly. =) For real this time...

Never Lose Your Hat!

Ivy was trembling, half manic, when Jötz finally released her, showing no sign of having heard anything he'd said...but then her ears were still ringing from the explosion, which only served to bolster her excitement.

She scrambled to her feet, slipping only once as the water began to drain away, then stood as near to the furnace as the could manage, newly truncated arm raised against the heat. She could hear pumps and drains kicking to life under her feet as the lights flickered on overhead and the barge began to rise in the water. It had worked! Granted, not quite how she'd planned, but they could move now, and any, that explosion had been well worth it.

The engine behind her gave the occasional cough, which she ignored for now -- she could fix that later, she was sure. She could probably get it to burn faster, and cleaner, too. And when she mounted the barge's defenses, she could harvest any recoil energy and send it here. In fact, she could probably get the whole thing to run faster while it was firing away into the darkness!

She turned to Jötz only as she happened to pass him en route down the dimly lit hallway, abruptly remembering his presence.

"How far will the canals take us?" she asked. "Do you think we can get around the whole world? Or...or maybe back to Motorhum, I bet if I showed them...we could open up new lines of trade and no one would even know!" She frowned suddenly, oblivious to the black and red streak across her forehead the Jaeger had pointed out. "We might need to lay some new canals. I was thinking maybe I could attach something to the bottom of the barge, like...like, a big scoop, and then we'll have to go down and lay...something nicer than cement, too much friction, if we want to travel the world, we have to be able to move faster..."

She looked up at him, frowning. "Where are we going? That place you said...do you know how to get there?"