127 Near Disasters
To Sophia,
You will probably never read this, and of that I'm glad. Thank you for Cal. You were never the mother he needed, but you kept him when you could have run, and more importantly, you let him have a family.
To Cal,
Thank you for staying, and for the rare occasions you remember to clean your sheets before the bodach blood soaks through to the mattress from the blue jeans you threw on top of it in your haste to reach the shower. You're more than you think you are, little brother.
To Goodfellow,
I'll let you list your own accolades the next time I see you. You'll certainly live up to your standards better than I will. The praise is deserved--except for the commendations you'll give yourself for behavior not suitable for young audiences.
To Ishiah,
For Robin's life, and for giving Cal a chance.
To Georgina,
Cal may be a half-blind idiot when he's looking at you, but for everything you have given to him in spite of that, I'm grateful.
To Delilah,
I only wish that altruism had been a greater motivation for you than obligation and money. Thank you for not turning away. Take care of him.
To Slay,
The next time I see you slavering at Promise's heels, I will remove your tongue, but I appreciate the risks you took for all of us.
To Samuel,
Thanks aren't enough for what you did.
To Rafferty,
For your trust, and your impeccable performance. I hope you find what Catcher needs.
To Promise,
You already know. Anything further is impossible in your absence, and would cause a public scandal besides.
[OOC: All of the above addressees are from Nik's canon and not in the City right now. He'll thank his City friends on an individual basis if he speaks with them during the curse.]
You will probably never read this, and of that I'm glad. Thank you for Cal. You were never the mother he needed, but you kept him when you could have run, and more importantly, you let him have a family.
To Cal,
Thank you for staying, and for the rare occasions you remember to clean your sheets before the bodach blood soaks through to the mattress from the blue jeans you threw on top of it in your haste to reach the shower. You're more than you think you are, little brother.
To Goodfellow,
I'll let you list your own accolades the next time I see you. You'll certainly live up to your standards better than I will. The praise is deserved--except for the commendations you'll give yourself for behavior not suitable for young audiences.
To Ishiah,
For Robin's life, and for giving Cal a chance.
To Georgina,
Cal may be a half-blind idiot when he's looking at you, but for everything you have given to him in spite of that, I'm grateful.
To Delilah,
I only wish that altruism had been a greater motivation for you than obligation and money. Thank you for not turning away. Take care of him.
To Slay,
The next time I see you slavering at Promise's heels, I will remove your tongue, but I appreciate the risks you took for all of us.
To Samuel,
Thanks aren't enough for what you did.
To Rafferty,
For your trust, and your impeccable performance. I hope you find what Catcher needs.
To Promise,
You already know. Anything further is impossible in your absence, and would cause a public scandal besides.
[OOC: All of the above addressees are from Nik's canon and not in the City right now. He'll thank his City friends on an individual basis if he speaks with them during the curse.]