Fic Snippet: Companionship

Romaine realises how important El’s companionship has become to him.

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El made pasta, store brought ingredients though she added a handful of fresh herbs to the mix. Romaine laid the table, poured the drinks, lit a tealight on the ceramic coaster for some added atmosphere.

It still felt odd in some ways, after being alone for so long, to have this level of companionship. It also felt, paradoxically, utterly normal. It had become usual and he didn’t want to think too hard about it ceasing to be so. It wasn’t like he was a stranger to finding himself cut out of people’s lives or needing to cut them out.

“Isn’t it good?” El asked, frowning. He looked up from his meal.

“It’s wonderful,” he said sincerely, gaining a smile from her. “I was just thinking. About how nice it is to share meals like this.”

“I enjoy it too,” she said.

He changed the subject and soon they were laughing and talking about anything and everything. What he and El had was special and he’d cherish it.

 

 

Flashback December: Hot Chocolate

For this month I’m featuring some older works newcomers haven’t seen and others might not remember. I’d love to see others share their past work; there’s nothing wrong with celebrating earlier creations any more than there is re-reading a favourite book or re-watching a film!

Merry Christmas to those celebrating today!

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Romaine watched El whisk the powdered drinking chocolate into the saucepan full of hot milk, adding a pinch of cinnamon and another of nutmeg. When she was satisfied, she poured the mixture into the mugs, filling them about half-way. She added a generous amount of brandy, some marshmallows, topped the mugs with a ton of whipped cream – he now realised why she’d purchased four cans – and finished the whole thing off with chocolate sprinkles.

“Hot chocolate,” El said, beaming, offering him a mug.

“Well, somewhere under all that,” Romaine said, grateful for the long-handled spoon she passed to him.

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Flashback December: Christmas is Coming

For this month I’m featuring some older works newcomers haven’t seen and others might not remember. I’d love to see others share their past work; there’s nothing wrong with celebrating earlier creations any more than there is re-reading a favourite book or re-watching a film!

This week I’m featuring a WRE ficlet with El’s take on decorating.

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“Where did all this come from?” Romaine stared at the myriad cardboard and plastic boxes filling the living room. He’d helped El move house twice now and never seen any of these items.

“I store it at my parent’s house. They said now I have a proper house and not a small rental I have to keep it though.” El rolled her eyes at the imposition.

Romaine pointed out two boxes. “Those are both artificial trees.”

“Yes. And that’s a mini one in the box there.”

“You said you wanted to buy a real potted tree to put outside.”

El nodded. “Four trees. Don’t judge me. I warned you I like decorating for Yuletide.”

“It’s the fifteenth of November!”

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Fic Snippet: Secrecy (WRE)

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This month’s theme is ‘gatekeeping’. Today’s piece is a snippet from my WiP, WRE looking at gatekeeping around the supernatural community and why they try to hide their existence from humans.

“I remember asking at dinner once, when I was a teenager, why we had to hide,” El said. “My father said it was for our safety. But afterwards my uncle took me out into the garden and told me more about the pact of secrecy. How the Council came together and the Wolves wanted peace. That our biology made us stronger. But how it also meant we would never outnumber the humans, unless enough vampires and wolves went on a rampage to force change upon people and that could not be allowed.”

Romaine nodded. Continue reading Fic Snippet: Secrecy (WRE)

Voted Most Likely meme

Rules of the Game: This game is originally found here at So it is (Re) Written, pheobeamorryce’s wordpress so please do check it out! Use your OCs for this game, and tag whoever you want when you’re done, OP suggests 5.

You’re supposed to choose five characters but I picked the most appropriate across my two main WiPs

Characters: Bryony (Sorceress Apprentice) ; Kit (WRE) ; Woods (WRE) ; Raelin (Sorceress Apprentice); El (WRE) ; Carlos (Sorceress Apprentice) ; Emeri (Sorceress Apprentice) ; Naomi (Sorceress Apprentice) ; Romaine (WRE)
Most Likely to be a Poet

Bryony; her love of reading and progression to journaling about her work and beginning to write her own spells would lead itself to writing poetry

Most Likely to Look Good in a Kilt

Kit. He’d certainly think he looked good. He’d certainly be the most likely to wear a kilt.

Most Likely to Get Punched in the Face

Woods. He’s one of the antagonists after all.

Most Likely to Drop Everything and Become a Sheep Herder

Raelin, probably, for five minutes until she got bored.

Most Likely to be Found in a Library

Bryony, girl loves books, it’s one of her key traits.

Most Likely to Sleep Through an Earthquake

Kit.

Most Likely to Steal Food From Other People’s Plates

Definitely Kit. He rarely stops eating.

Most Likely to Cheat on a Test

El, but only if wasn’t a big deal.

Most Likely to Say ‘Oops’ After Setting Something on Fire

Kit.

Most Likely to Open an Orphanage

Emeri but in a here have money not actually organising anything. He and Bryony are childfree. They might want to help children in need but not too personally. Now a pet rescue maybe! Or possibly Naomi, maybe more her thing.

Most Likely to Run Off With the Circus

Carlos, he’s already an itinerant musician who does odd jobs and seasonal work to make ends meet

Most Likely to Fake Their Own Death

That’s an interesting one, El for plot reasons. Romaine would also be up for it.

Most Likely to Die and Haunt Their Friends

Emeri.

tagging: open tag, please do the meme if you want to!

3 x 3 sentence fics (24 July)

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3 more 3 sentence fics, all based on my current WiPs.

Pet

Romaine’s job meant he didn’t feel he had the time to devote to a pet, though he had put word around that he owned a dog. This was to assure anyone seeing him in Wolf form that it was just their quiet neighbour’s pet, and to explain any ‘dog fur’ on his clothes. Being your own pet was a good option for a shapeshifter.

Storm

Bryony had never been afraid of storms. Now she embraced them. She was the eye of the storm, the centre of the maelstrom, the weaver of the wind, mistress of the rain, and it was glorious.

Evening

A drink in his hand, the moon above him, the memory of the pleasant evening meal he’d shared with his closest friends – his family. Sean had a vocation and purpose; was loving and loved. What more could one want?

 

Fic snippet: Moving In

For #writingwednesday another fic snippet for this month’s theme, focussing on WiP:WRE and the relationship between friends and colleagues, El and Romaine.

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El savoured the mouthful of pancake, swallowed. “I wanted to ask you something.”

Romaine nodded. “Go on, then.”

“Why do we live in separate flats when we spend so much time in each other’s places?”

Romaine chewed slowly, surprised by the question.

“It would save on the rent,” El said. “If we moved in together.”

He swallowed. “There’s only one bedroom.”

“I didn’t mean here,” El said, gesturing. “There’s not room for both of our stuff in one of these flats, not with my clothes and coffee table and your desk.”

“And only one bed,” Romaine repeated.

“That too,” El said as if it was the least of her concerns. “We’d have to look for somewhere else, a two bedroom place. Maybe three, so we could have a home office, somewhere to put the desk and our books and things.”

Romaine cut another pancake up into bitesize pieces. “Are you asking me to move in with you?”

El nodded. “I guess I’d like it if we moved in together. I mean we spend most of our time together anyway.”

“Isn’t that a concern? Don’t you ever come home from work and need alone time?”

She shrugged. “We spend more time together after work than alone. And it feels like alone time. Or something. I don’t feel you’re someone I have to stress about being with.”

While the words were coming out odd, he understood what she meant and he was touched. If he stopped to think about it, he felt the same way. Being with El wasn’t like being with other colleagues or going to a party. It was soothing and he missed her when she wasn’t there.

“And sometimes you go out or I’m out,” El said, “and we’ll have our own bedrooms to go sit in if we need quiet time. What do you think?”

Romaine let out a long exhale. At least she’d acknowledged the need for multiple bedrooms. “I think I need to think about it more.”

“Okay.” El got up to pour more coffee. “At least it’s not an outright no.”

Fic Snippet: Bonding (WRE)

One evening at the call centre, El asks to see Romaine’s Wolf form and reciprocates by shifting into her Cat form.
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Romaine hit the AWAY FROM DESK button and went off to the changing room – the double entendre was not lost on him.

He stripped off his clothes and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, held it for a count of three, let it out slowly, allowing the Wolf to take over.

The change was smooth enough, one knee creaking a bit, and he was sure his shoulders would benefit from this shift after he’d been sat at the desk so much this week. The twinge from the shrapnel was unmistakable but he didn’t grit his teeth. That only ever caused blood. He didn’t want to show El his wolf-form with blood dripping from his teeth like some fairytale predator.

He padded out into the hall and into the office. El had fetched the drinks and was sipping coffee. Her eyes widened and she put the mug down.

“Oh, Rommie. You’re gorgeous.” She moved to crouch down and stare into his eyes. “May I?” She gestured with one hand.

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Best Wishes!

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Happy Holidays! Happy Boxing Day to those celebrating today (assuming the scheduled post has gone out on the right day ;p) and I hope you’ve been having a wonderful time.

Thank you for following me, and for reading my work, for all the likes and shares and comments.

Best wishes for 2019, may it be a year of happiness and abundance for us all.

As this is the last Wednesday of the month and the year, I’ll mention my previous Christmas and winter themed works, maybe there’s something you haven’t seen before or would like to see again. They are all ficlets from the WiP:WRE with shapeshifter friends Romaine (wolf), El (cat) and Kit (also a cat).

Fic: Christmas is Coming wordpress ; fic blog

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Fic: Hot Chocolate wordpress ; fic blog

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Fic: Cookies wordpress ; fic blog

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Fic: Friendship

Ficlet from the WRE WiP. On duty at the call centre, Romaine and El talk about friendship, giving insight into their dynamic – and El’s relationships.

After the caller hung up, Romaine watched El for a while. At last she leaned back in her chair, rolling her head around her shoulders.

“You okay, Rommie?” she asked, catching his eye.

“Just thinking. We get a lot of calls about broken relationships, broken friendships, and issues that wouldn’t be so bad if someone had a close confidant to talk to. I’m used to being mostly alone but calls like that one make me wonder if I need more friends, or if the chances of finding someone who won’t stab me in the heart – metaphorically – are so low that it’s not worth the risk.”

Woods. He didn’t speak the name aloud; his ex-partner, whose inaction at best had led to Romaine getting shot.

El spun her chair around. “This job makes you think about things,” she said. “About your own life. And it’s good to reflect. But don’t let it change who you are. If you like being alone, so be it. And if you want friends then hey; I can’t promise never to piss you off, but I’m generally loyal and aren’t we already friends?”

Romaine blinked a few times. “Sure.”

“Sure?” El repeated, mock horror in her tone. “One word answers like that can be a sign of insincerity you know.”

“You took me by surprise.” Romaine shook his head. “How do you know when you’re friends? How do you know when you’re in love even? Or if you meet someone as a friend and then suddenly you’re dating?”

El shrugged. “I guess you just know? Things can develop gradually and no-one has to say ‘Hey, want to be friends’ because you just are. There’s no proposal, like when you get engaged, not for friendships. As for love, well, I distrust the idea of love at first sight. You have to get to know someone whether you’re dating or befriending them. There is the ‘I love you’ moment in a romantic relationship but love…that’s a big and complicated word. I love my parents, my sister, my nieces, and pizza, but all in different ways.”

The phone rang and she answered. Romaine got an email and as he opened it, he couldn’t help noting that El’s boyfriend hadn’t got a mention in the list of her loves.

 

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