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| Grayling - Wednesday, December 21, 2005 - Page 522 | Rae: Don't tell me about "sick." The morning we left for the trial, he offered me his flesh. You've never done anything sick in return, okay? That's why it's important--
/ Fern: I'm not going to cure your sacrificial lamb issues with your brother, Rae. / Mid: Rae, I think that's enough. You're acting like a baby.
/ Rae: He won't listen, but I'm the baby?!
/ Mid: You can't just tell two people to get along, and you're holding up everyone. / Rae: I didn't tell him that! I'm being completely reasonable!
/ Mid: Rae, Short and sweet-- what do you want him to do?
/ Rae: I just think he should talk to Cal. That's all.
/ Mid: Fern?
/ Fern: All right, fine. / Mid: Good. Now we can get somewhere. / Fern: You've probably known since the curse broke, hm?
/ Smoke: Yes.
/ Fern: It's a grand world. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20051221 |
| Grayling - Monday, January 2, 2006 - Page 523 | Morse: Huff...the snow's just getting worse. Shouldn't we have snowshoes or skis or something?
/ Delye: Yeah, Funa. Why didn't you order snowshoes?
/ Funa: Are you joking, Delye? Snowfall out here is completely unpredictable.
/ You want them NOW, but the rest of the time it'd be CONSTANT whining, "Fuuuuna, whyyy do we have to carrrryyy theeeese? They're sooooooooo heaaaavyyyy!"
/ Viv: Everyone just remain calm. / Fern: It isn't showing any signs of stopping soon. Maybe we should bunk for the night, see what we can break for trail in the morning.
/ Rae: Quiet. Does anyone smell that?
/ Mid: Smell what?
/ Rae: Something large, alive, and afflicted with BO.
/ Delye: That'd by YOU, Rae.
/ Rae: Ha, ha. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060102 |
| Grayling - Sunday, January 8, 2006 - Page 524 | Morse: Hello? Viv? Fern? Somebody? It's whiting out.
/ Morse: Where is everyone? Why is it so quiet? / [[Morse walks through the snow]]
/ crunch crunch crunch / [[A figure of a large four legged animal dimly appears in the white-out conditions before Morse]] / [[Morse freaks out when she sees the creature clearly, especially its exceptionally long teeth]]
/ Morse: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA / [Abe comes up behind Morse to calm her.]]
/ Abe: Steady! He won't hurt you!
/ Morse: W-w-what IS that?!?!
/ Abe: It's a cargin, a tooth dragon. They're gentle. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060108 |
| Grayling - Sunday, January 15, 2006 - Page 525 | Fern: Now we're in lucky! The cargin migrate along the river this time of year o ntheir route to their southeastern feeding groundsd. If we ride with them we'll make it in no time at all!
/ There are enough for us to ride two by two, and Graham can use the trail they break.
/ Viv: ? / Morse: If they're gentle, what are those teeth for?
/ Abelarde: They use them to rake up grass and leaves, and to dig up roots.
/ Rae: Fern sure has an affinity for tall, ugly things.
/ Mid: Like Cal?
/ Rae: NO! Like Kezper.
/ Mid: Oh. Kezper. / Fern: Rope, rope, lots of rope.
/ Viv: Fern, you must be joking. Not all of us are used to riding and if one of us fell, we'd break a leg or worse--
/ Fern: Do you wanna make Tower or do you wanna lollygag out here for months, Viv?
/ Cargin aren't easy to ride but we'd be damn fools to let this chance go. I take personal responsibility for Morse. / Morse: Fern?
/ Fern: Yeah?
/ Morse: I'll be able to feel my legs again later, right?
/ Fern: Yeah, maybe. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060115 |
| Grayling - Sunday, January 22, 2006 - Page 526 | [Fern and Morse are riding a Cargin. Fern's in front with Morse behind, her arms around his waist.]
/ Fern: I know your arms are tired, but it'd be better if you held on tighter.
/ Morse: Oh, oh. Okay.
/ Fern: Don't want to fall asleep up here. We'll camp soon anyway. / Fern: I get the feeling you're nervous, and not about the dragon.
/ Morse: I'm sorry--
/ Fern: No, no. It's all right. I know Cal's shown you a lot. I don't need to know specifics. I didn't consider it at all fair for Cal to have dumped all of this baggage on you. / Fern: And at one time since this debacle began, I could have wrung his neck. But that's no help at all.
/ Morse: R-right. / Fern: And I think I've figured out the one way this does make sense. Somehow, that information is something you need to get out of this intact. So I want you to look out for yourself, right? Don't worry about us, don't worry about saving the world. That's just not feasible. Look after yourself. Don't stick your neck out for anyone.
/ Morse: That sounds a bit... um...callous.
/ Fern: Maybe. But the rest is luck, and you can't be lucky if you're dead. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060122 |
| Grayling - Monday, January 23, 2006 - Page 527 | [[that night]]
/ [[Fern and Viv are draping tarps over the dragons to make sleeping quarters for the travelers]]
/ Fern: We need a couple more tarps up here, Viv. Then we should have enough cover.
/ Viv: Are you sure they won't mind being tents? what if they wake up first in the morning?
/ Fern: Quit your bellyaching! I talked to them. Where's Fola, by the way?
/ Viv: He went for a walk, his leg was hurting. / Fola: [[reading a letter]] "I realize that the biggest.." No, the largest? "Hurdle for you will be telling Lem--"
/ "I'll wait for however long you need, Fola, but--"
/ "Please be assertive."
/ He's right. Assertive. This is what I want, and there's nothing Lem can do about it. / [[Rae comes in behind Fola while Fola is still reading]]
/ Fola: That's what an assertive person like Fern would say. Have to be more like Fern. Grr. Rr.
/ Should I curse? / [[Rae pushes Fola over]]
/ < http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060123 |
| Grayling - Sunday, January 29, 2006 - Page 528 | [Rea is crouched atop Fola who does not look at all comfortable]
/ Fola: B-but thaat's ridiculous-- none of us are going to the lions, Rhodes is going to stop time-
/ Rae: Fola, Fola. It's a simple inquiry. You don't have to lie there s-stuttering. / [Rae backs up a bit, still on top of him, but not so close to his face as before]
/ Rae: How DID they accomplish these scars? Do you have them all over?
/ Fola: N-no--yes! They're nothing to see, it's the same all over-- / [Rae pulls at the waistband of Fola's pants, examining his stomach]
/ Fola: Oh god please don't--
/ Rae: I'm just looking. Don't be such a prude.
/ Fola: Look I just-- you need to-- / [Fola pushes Rae away a bit, He's missing a mitten now]
/ Fola: Okay! Okay I'll talk! Stop it STOP IT! Wire, and you look like on! / [Rae seems startled, no picture, just text]
/ Rae: ....What?
/ Fola: Th-they did it with wire--
/ Rae: No, the second part. What exactly do you mean by that?
/ Fola: Th- they're monsters, like you. I mean, you're a bit screwed up with the halfling thing, but you act a bit like them, and you're an illusionist like them. The first time I saw you I knew you were probably one of them originally, but they sent you down for a reason-- / [Rae has backed up to crouch near Fola's feet. Fola is still laying sprawled, only his feet visible]
/ Rae: ... http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060129 |
| Grayling - Monday, January 30, 2006 - Page 529 | Rae: You better not be making this up just to get me off your back.
/ Fola: It's true! Well ... as true as anything the lions do. / Delye: OMPH
/ Rae: DELYE! I'm busy here!
/ Delye: You guys are making snow neccos, huh?
/ Fola: My glove's gone... / Rae: This is really bad timing, Delye. MID! Get this thing off me! / Viv: Olly oop. On your feet, Fola.
/ Fola: I lost my glove. It's bright green. Do you see it anywhere?
/ Viv: Don't mind your mitten, we'll find it later. You're okay, Fola.
/ Fola: I lost my glove.
/ Viv: Yes, but right now, we need to stand up. / Viv: Are you hurt?
/ Fola: Viv! Before anything else happens -- I accept your offer!
/ Viv: ...Uhm, Fola -- / Fola: You forgot? You forgot. Nevermind then.
/ Viv: I didn't forget. You're just a bit off right now. Let's get back to camp and talk. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060130 |
| Grayling - Sunday, February 5, 2006 - Page 530 | [[Midnight and Raenerial are talking. Delye is in the foreground, looking back at Mid and Rae as he leaves.]]
/ Mid: Thanks, Delye.
/ Rae: Mid, Fola says I'm a lion. Know what this means?
/ Mid: Yeah, I do. Jack shit.
/ Rae: What do you mean?! You've studied the lions- / Mid: Lions are strictly non-corporeal entities that act as guardians of the sky. You're neither. There's no such thing as destiny in Faidia, Rae. Maybe you came from lion stock, but that doesn't mean a thing now. The lions lack free will. You have it. Maybe you should use it instead of trying to shrug responsibility for your actions off just so you can get cursed again because you're too cowardly to control your own life. / Mid: Frankly I think you should be more concerned about how you just molested your colleague.
/ Rae: You call THAT a colleague-?!
/ Mid: Yes, I do. You can't do this, Rae. You can't present a danger. We can't tie you up and carry you. You know it's wrong and we're not about to ignore your indulgences at others' expense. / Rae: ...Sorry. I just think it's pathetic he doesn't stand up for himself--
/ Mid: You just thought you'd get away with it because you didn't think anyone would bother to protect him.
/ Mid: You're deliberately missing the point again. Stop it.
/ Mid: Now come on, dinner's nearly ready and I'm starving. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060205 |
| Grayling - Monday, February 6, 2006 - Page 531 | Fola: I apologize for what just occurred, I lost control completely and I-- / Viv: Fola. Stop talking. Take a few deep breaths. It wasn't your fault. / Fern: C'mon, Fola. Have something to eat. / Fern: Potatoes and salt, salt and potatoes. Such variety. / Smoke: Mid handled that well. / Fern: Yeah, he did. Rae's panicking even worse now, though. / Fern: If we get past this scrape, we need to remove Cal, Rae and Lem's adrenal glands or something. / Smoke: What about you? / Fern: What about me? I'm a lot of things, but I don't think I'm paranoid. / Smoke: You've been very tense. / Fern: I'm starting to think it was pretty dumb to promise Rae I'd confront Cal. If he's in the same mood I left him in, I won't get far. / Smoke: You promised to "talk." That's all. / Fern: True, but Rae knows *I* know what he meant. Wordplay won't spare me from getting pureed. / Smoke: Fern, I wouldn't worry about Cal for now. / Fern: Yeah. You're right. As always. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060206 |
| Grayling - Saturday, February 25, 2006 - Page 532 | [[Several days later]] / Fern: Ten minute break, everyone. / Morse: It's cold...it's gray...and it's going to last us...the rest of our lives...
/ Mid: Rae, cover your ears, they'll get frost-bitten.
/ Rae: Mmm. / Fern: Does anyone hear that rushing noise?
/ Mid: Yeah...sounds like water.
/ Funa: We can't be at the river, can we? I can't see anything. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060225 |
| Grayling - Sunday, March 5, 2006 - Page 533 | Fern: I can't tell where the snow ends and the sky begins. Is that a rise?
/ Mid: Well, don't just wander aimlessly. Oh, great. Where's Rae? / [[Rae crunches through the snow up a rise and spots the river over on the other side, all frozen to ice except for a creek-sized trickle through the center. Stuck in the ice is a swan.]] http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060305 |
| Grayling - Friday, March 10, 2006 - Page 534 | Mid: Why does have to wander away like this?!
/ Delye: Calm down, Mid, here he comes. / Mid: Right, Rae has a swan. I wonder who it could be.
/ Rae: The river is over there! May was trapped in the ice! Is she hurt?! / Viv: Why do you say that? She looks fine to me.
/ Rae: Something could have come along and eaten her...
/ Viv: I don't think May would have sat still for that. / Viv: Mayaner. / Rae: Wow. / Viv: Aaaall riiiight! I'll just obscure your cleavage and go find a smaller coat from the baggage!
/ May: Too much hair.
/ Rae: God. It's like. A mile long. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060310 |
| Grayling - Sunday, March 19, 2006 - Page 535 | Rae: I screwed up.
/ May: I know. But you won't do it again.
/ It's always been our responsibility to protect the secondaries. / May: The record's bad. This time, we'll follow through. / Rae: The area around Tower, May. How are we going to protect them from that?
/ The energy left over from my battle with Sutiyenner is tainting the place. Raw chaos energy. We'd need years to rebalance the entire area, and we're too weak right now to even start.
/ May: Yes. But we'll take care of it. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060319 |
| Grayling - Monday, March 20, 2006 - Page 536 | Morse (Narrating): We had reached the river. The cargin left us, heading southeast along their migratory route. Graham and Porcelina also returned to their homes, wishing us luck. / We headed northeast, following the river. For the next four or five weeks, we marched. / Little food, poor sleep and increasing exhaustion started to catch up on us. The weakness the elementals had felt before grew exponentially as we headed up the river. / The secondaries all started behaving strangely. Dull, listless, lethargic. Even Viv, who was usually so energetic. It was pretty apparent why most of them fled this area a hundred years previously. / When we camped at night, they just flopped down on the ground and didn't move again until morning. / The temperature started to rise. The cold, fluffy snow turned into cold, clinging slush that soaked us to the knees. / One morning I woke up and Abelarde was gone. He hadn't said a word, hadn't written a note. / I don't know. He hadn't seemed like a person who'd do something like that. / Morse (narrating): Fern had more and more trouble starting even just a little fire. Everything was too damp to burn. At night, we huddled together like penguins. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060320 |
| Grayling - Sunday, April 9, 2006 - Page 537 | Smoke: Fern, wake up. You're lying in slush.
/ Fern: Mmmm. / Smoke: I'll wipe your nose.
/ Fern: With what? Everything's soaked anyway. Find Cal yet?
/ Smoke: No, Fern.
/ Fern: Then I'm going back to sleep. / Morse: Why are the secondaries so sick? None of us feels well, but they're so...lethargic.
/ Rae: It's the time slowing down. / Rae: Think about it. They control physical energies that take time to gather in one place.
/ When they use concentrated bursts of magic, they're also using a bit of time magic to build it up. Without that little bit of time travel, their magic trickles at a painfully slow rate.
/ It depresses them, makes them feel ill. They rely too much on time, in my opinion. They'll adjust. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060409 |
| Grayling - Sunday, April 16, 2006 - Page 538 & 539 | {{PAge 538}}
/ Morse: So, you consider that cheating, to combine one's elements with other elements?
/ [[thinking]] He seemed jittery, so I encouraged him to talk.
/ Rae: No. That happens all the time, necessarily. The elements are constantly combining with each other, so intricately and tightly they're nearly impossible to separate. Even the blasts of "pure" energy I used for fighting were just cores of my own energy with skins borrowed from other elements to give them form and movement. You can't exactly aim chaos, now can you?
/ But there's necessity and then there's over-reliance, and I think they're over-reliant on time. Just look at them. / Morse: Chaos must be a very um...inconvenient element to be.
/ Rae: You're telling me! How would you like it, "Here, your super power is to have absolutely no control over anything." Oh fine, good, thanks!
/ Morse: I thought you could control dreams?
/ Rae: Bah, that's an accessory role. Someone else could do it. But my prime energy, I'm stuck with. Despite of which, I'm as fucked any of the others once we reach Tower. / Morse: You're not safe from your own magic?
/ Rae: Of course I'm not. Nothing conscious is safe from it. I have no idea what effect I have on actual living things and living land. I haven't thrown my energy around since prehistory. If only I could have cleaned up right away after the fight--
/ Morse: I'm sure it'll be okay, Rae. You have everyone here to help you. They won't make you deal with it alone. / {{Page 539}}
/ Smoke: Fern, get back here. You'll get stuck in the mud.
/ Fern: I'm going in the river.
/ Smoke: Oh. Of course. / Fern: Hmm.
/ There's old junk in the water. / Smoke: This is the point where the Tower tributary empties into the river. Junk from the city washes up and sticks on the banks.
/ Fern: Oh, you're right. I remember now. / Fern: Cal would never pass up this place. Get the others. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060416 |
| Grayling - Sunday, April 23, 2006 - Page 540 | Funa: Are you sure about this, Fern? We could waste a lot of time mucking around this place if he's not here, and we've already lost a set of shoes to this mud.
/ Fern: Believe me, he's here. If we work in groups, five of us can search while five rest. It should only take a few hours to scour this area of the river. / Cal: Pardon me. Are you folks lost? / Fern: Or he could just show up, defying every other instance when he's gotten lost, just so long as I look foolish for trying to anticipate his behavior.
/ Funa: Wow! ... His beard's bigger than Viv's!
/ Viv: Eh? / May: Hi. Yes, we're lost.
/ Come here, Smoke. / Smoke: Why?
/ May: Would you do the honors? He'd like that. / Cal: You all look in sore need of rest.
/ I don't have much, but I'll help however I can... / Cal: Oof!
/ Smoke: Callanerial. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060423 |
| Grayling - Wednesday, April 26, 2006 - Page 541 | Cal: Thank you, Smoke. I'm all right, don't fret. / Cal: It's so good to see you all.
/ Though I certainly wish it were under better circumstances. / Cal: Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugs! / Cal: Fortunately, my house isn't far from here.
/ But first, where's Fern? You found him, didn't you? / Fern: Yeah, uh. I'm here. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060426 |
| Grayling - Saturday, April 29, 2006 - Page 542 | Cal: ...Fern... / Cal: Something's wrong. What happened? Something's wrong.
/ Fern: Nothing's wrong. / Rae: Doo dee doo....
/ Fern: Cal. Nothing's wrong. Look at me. / Fern: Are you wearing a tent?
/ Cal: Hmm, we can discuss things later! Yes, a tent.
/ Er. May I hug you?
/ Fern: You mean it?
/ Cal: Yes, I mean it.
/ Fern: Okay. / Cal: It's a pity. When you're underweight, your bum just...disappears.
/ Fern: Get your hands out of my pants. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060429 |
| Grayling - Sunday, May 14, 2006 - page 544 | Fern: Dirty old man.
/ Cal: Oh, dear. Something just occurred to me. But there's no helping it, I suppose. / Cal: Come along, everyone. My home is a short walk from here. / Cal: Step right this way. It's a good thing I just tidied up! There wouldn't have been room, otherwise. / Morse: Not enough room in this huge...thing?
/ Cal: Well, I do need space for my collection! / Fern: Oh, god. I know what this is. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060514 |
| Grayling - Sunday, May 21, 2006 - Page 544 | Cal: Please, Fern, don't get upset--
/ Fern: Son of a bitch. You son of a bitch. / Fern: You're living inside Kezper's thought center. You're inhabiting my friend's corpse, and you expect me not to get upset.
/ Smoke: We can't do anything about this right now, Fern.
/ Cal: I didn't know when I found it, I didn't have my memory! / Cal: Anyway, what do you care?! You loathed the tank!
/ Fern: You still don't get it! At all! Tell me, do you ever even TRY to understand anything?! / Fern: Hey where'd everybody go?
/ Smoke: They went inside already. Because they're cold, tired, and hungry.
/ Fern: Oh. Yeah. Let's go in. / [[Several hours later]] / Cal: Fern, may I come in?
/ Fern: Yeah.
/ Everyone fed and sleeping?
/ Cal: Think so. / Cal: Here's a towel.
/ Fern: All these years and you don't find a tub bigger than a hip bath?
/ Cal: It's not that. I couldn't scrounge enough fresh water to fill a real tub even if I wanted to. / Cal: Need to cut some hair.
/ Fern: Start with the beard. How'd you get that, anyway?
/ It used to take you a year to grow a 5 o'clock shadow. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060521 |
| Grayling - Tuesday, May 23, 2006 - Page 546 | Cal: This should amuse you. Since I was a funny old homeless man, I thought that it was only appropriate that I have a large, tumultuous beard. After that, it just grew in.
/ Fern: That didn't strike you as strange at all?
/ Cal: Well, no. It was appropriate, wasn't it? / Fern: Only you, Cal. It isn't too hard for me to guess how you got your human form, now.
/ Cal: I remember that day specifically! I'd been living as a crow for some years. I'd built a really lovely nest in a tree. I'm afraid it has blown down since... / Cal: But anyway, I'd been hunting along the river's edge when I found some glass pebbles polished to a frost by the sand.
/ They were terribly pretty, but I couldn't carry them all. I thought, "Wouldn't it be nice if I had a way to pick them all up at once?" And before I knew it, I was human. It was quite simple then. / Fern: Absolutely no reason to believe you're anything more than an ordinary mortal, and you still do whatever the hell you want. Inspiring.
/ As for your beard, I just don't trust you to take care of it, and even if you did, I wouldn't trust you with the necessary sharp objects.
/ Cal: I would accede to that.
/ Fern: I'll trim it for you.
/ Cal: Oh! All right. The scissors are in that box. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060523 |
| Grayling - Sunday, June 4, 2006 - Page 546 | [[Later]] / Cal: I feel much lighter, but I'm so ... peaked.
/ Fern: Yeah. Back to normal. / Fern: If you can buy clothes though necco delivery, why were you wearing that disgusting rag?
/ Cal: Well, it's muddy out. And it's not as if I was expecting guests. / Fern: Oh. Huh. I'm probably stupid from exhaustion.
/ Cal: There's one loft left, it should fit us. / Cal: It's a bit cramped. Low ceiling. Will you be all right?
/ Fern: Think so. Hey. About earlier. I apologize for getting mad. I was just shocked, is all. It wasn't your fault.
/ Cal: It's forgotten. You've had a hard time.
/ Fern: The irony of it is, Kezperd'd probably be tickled pink to know he could be of some use, however macabre.
/ Cal: Heh, yes. / Fern: Hmm. Anyway, it's not so much the small space as knowing this hollow was filled with brain jelly at one point.
/ What did you think this thing was? I mean, you had to notice the impressions of arteries in the walls, right? http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060604 |
| Grayling - Saturday, June 17, 2006 - Page 548 | Cal: Fern, you're too tired to realize you no longer have to converse. It's time for quiet.
/ Fern: Oh. Yeah, I s'pose you're right. Sorry. Sleep would be good.
/ Cal: Yes. Go to sleep. / [[The next morning.]] / Cal: Twenty, thirty... and that's it for my shoestring budget. / Viv: How much will that buy us?
/ Cal: Next to nothing. We ate everything last night, and this won't buy us another meal.
/ But I sent a necco to Asize before you got up. Hopefully, my old accounts are still open. / Smoke: Get up.
/ Fern: Oh, go away. Wh..time is it?
/ Smoke: Noon. Get up. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060617 |
| Grayling - Tuesday, June 27, 2006 - Page 548 | Fern: There isn't even any coffe. I don't hear anyone else up. Why do I have to be awake?
/ Smoke: You always regret sleeping the day away.
/ Fern: ...So? / Viv: So if everything goes according to plan, we're staying here awhile?
/ Cal: About a fortnight. We'll rest and get ready for the last leg. / Fern: Hey...Did you feel that, just now?
/ There's something in here with old magic of ours. / Fern: Th...This is it! The original growth box! I spent that entire night knee deep in viscera looking for it--
/ Smoke: I think he's been using it as a bookstand. / Fern: If we ever revived Kezper, we'd need this drive...It has the most current and complete body of his memories.
/ Cal must know it's here. He'll want to destroy it, like he did back then. Ic an't steal it, either--he'd wring my neck--
/ Smoke: Why not ask him to give it to you? http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060627 |
| Grayling - Sunday, July 16, 2006 - Page 549 | Mid: Rae, what is this?
/ Cal just handed it to me with a bag. / Rae: This is a digging stick. Because we ate everything, you have to dig up some roots if you want to eat tonight. Poke around in the dirt with it. / Mid: Huh. You seem to have grown up a lot, Rae. You all about these survival things.
/ Rae: Well. I can scrounge for food, but as for social interaction, there's still a long way to go. / Mid: I wish you'd stop talking like that. Are you mad at me or something?
/ Rae: No! Why do you say that?
/ Mid: You're just so insecure and moody. / Cal: Smoke, could you give Fern and I some time alone. / Cal: I need to talk with him about a certain important issue.
/ Smoke: All right. / Cal: Did you see that? He smiled.
/ Fern: Where is your god now. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060716 |
| Grayling - Saturday, July 22, 2006 - Page 550 | Fern: All right. Is this about work, or is it interpersonal?
/ I've had enough of this with Rae.
/ Cal: Interpersonal.
/ Fern: Look, Cal. We get along really well when we don't talk about our. Thing. I hate talking about myself and you hate talking about yourself. There's no use in it, so let's just...not. / Cal: Don't walk away! You haven't even heard my bribe attempt yet.
/ Fern: Bribe attempt? For what?
/ Cal: What you just said. I know you don't want to talk about it, so I'm offering something in exchange.
/ Fern: The next of many offers I can't refuse, most likely. But why? There's nothing to talk about. / Cal: There's too much to talk about, you mean. But we need to start somewhere.
/ I promised I would.
/ Fern: You don't make promises, Cal. You can't keep them. / Fern: Are you so low you promised Smoke we'd get back together? Is that it?
/ Cal: No! Of course not! / Cal: Smoke doesn't want us back together.
/ He wants what's right. It's not the same thing.
/ Rae: I guess I'll just PRETENT to be happy then, if being HONEST bruises your DELICATE LITTLE FEELINGs that badly, even though you're always whinging about how we should tell each other the truth!
/ Mid: Can't you just take a compliment and shut up?!
/ Maybe if you stopped mentioning how FUCKED UP YOU ARE at EVERY opportunity you'd start feeling BETTER ABOUT YOURSELF! http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060722 |
| Grayling - Saturday, July 29, 2006 - Page 551 | Fern: You know what's right? That alone is heroic. / Cal: Don't give me any credit. It's all Smoke's doing.
/ I promised him I would ask you a question, not that anything would actually turn out well. / Fern: All right, all right. I shouldn't have underestimated your ability to drive fine-print familial bargains.
/ What's the bribe? / Cal: I heard you and Smoke inside a few minutes ago. If you agree to this deal, I'll not only give you the drive, I'll revive Kezper if and when we get out of this mess. I want to raise him properly and give him a better shell. But I'll need your help. / Fern: You'll do that?!
/ Cal: All this smiling is getting creepy. / Fern: This must be a rough exchange if that's what you're willing to offer, Cal. Is this bribery or blackmail?
/ Cal: That didn't last long. I don't know, Fern, consider it what you want. / Fern: How can I accept before I even know what you're going to ask?
/ Cal: It's not rocket science, Fern. If you don't like it, say no. You'll prise Kezper out of me some other way, I'm sure. / Fern: All right. I agree. Ask your question.
/ Cal: If you had the chance to become my secondary all over again, would you consent? http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060729 |
| Grayling - Wednesday, August 9, 2006 - Page 553 | Fern: What's the point--?
/ Cal: Please don't scoff. I need a serious answer. / Fern: Mm... / Fern: Knowing what I know now, I'd have to be an idiot not to consent. Rationally, it's like asking whether or not you'd stick your hand in a meat grinder. The answer is obvious. But...
/ Cal: But? / Fern: I'd want to consent, and I know I should, but I don't know if I can.
/ I don't think I have it in me to consent completely, and that's what it requires, right? / Cal: Yes. You would need to trust me utterly. And you don't trust me, do you.
/ Fern: ....No. I wish I did. But I don't. / Cal: There you have it. The only reason Smoke has ever been angry with me.
/ Fern: What do you mean?
/ Cal: I thought it was because of how I destroyed our relationship but...what goes on between two people is their own business, and Smoke understands that.
/ Fern: This isn't our own business?
/ Cal: This is about your well-being, not us. / Cal: Now that we've established that you don't trust me, let's go somewhere we can be alone.
/ Fern: Way to bridge a conversation, Cal.
/ Cal: It's not like that! I just don't want to be interrupted. It took awhile to work up my nerve, you know.
/ Fern: Oh, I know. I know. http://grayling.arborwin.com/cgi-bin/autokeenlite.cgi?date=20060809 |
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