I actually have clue one for the
meme requests for Falcons' Feathers and Chevalier de Grammont, the remaining many-request stories.
I also appear to have an inkling of clue one for the Trickwood Unification. (dear fuck, it's way more than one novel I could actually start Wild Roses here fuuuuuuck)
Clue One means chunks of jigsaw puzzle, not
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Joveta & Aleron
Fintain
Coloured glass
Fear of falling
Calm before the storm
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Her gravity coils were fluctuating. Not a lot, not in a way that spelled trouble--for him or whatever was making her twitchy--but enough to be noticeable. Enough that he was getting tense.
The second time he caught himself easing his hand towards a knife, he stood up, found a wall, and drummed on it gently with the edge of his fist.
"Grammont--" he started, and the nearest speaker-grille made a 'grraiyghr' noise that sounded disturbingly organic.
"Grammont," he repeated, louder, and tried not to flinch when her gravity clenched around him, held him still for a breathless second before smoothing out to what should have been inoffensive normality, floor below him, ceiling above, no tilts anywhere, no lingering sense of lightness or worrying weight ( ... )
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This is a really neat segment of time to see. <3
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"--yes, I promise to avoid making any sudden turns," her human said dryly, and the worried human--the priest, her files corrected her, the combination of black robe, black cap, heavy beard, ornate cross worn long throwing up an extremely specific flag--smiled ( ... )
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Combined with the fact that he's vocalizing his worry about the cargo to the point where his courier is obviously growing irritated and bringing pointed attention to taking a loss on the job (I'm assuming potential loss only, because otherwise it's...uh. yeah.), this entire setup feels a bit off.
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Sinclair's also irritated enough to be considering whether it's worth taking the rep hit in order to shop the cargo around elsewhere. He's definitely adding surcharges onto the job estimate for speed and safe delivery, and the guy's wringing his hands and going 'but will it be SAFE?'.
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"Fintain," Aleron began, trying not to imply he was remembering all too clearly what Fintain had been like at twenty--though he was, Lost Winter he was-- "I don't think she needs a whole ship's worth of tea."
"Well, I can't give her keys to the city--because I'm not an idiot, Allé--" Fintain flicked his fingers like someone younger might have rolled their eyes, "she hasn't been much interested in the restaurants down in the harbour, but she did like that tea we had last time she came to beard you in your lair ( ... )
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Poor Aleron, having to deal with Fintain. Good use of him, though.
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