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It took a surprisingly long time to get the last of the potion components together. Well it isn't really a potion is it? He isn't drinking it, he probably really, really shouldn't drink it. Hell, she isn't totally sure that he should be smearing it over himself but she is taking that into consideration as well ( Read more... ) -
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For years she had been nothing more than a penniless student, a struggling writer to boot. Her first book, about the origins of supernatural myths and legends had met with a mild success but only with academics in her own field (who of course took issue with some of her research and results.) And the hardcore fantasy nuts who just generally gobbled ( Read more... ) -
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It's one of her favorite types of days. Sunny but cool. The sun is bright and shining while the day is cool and crisp with just a hint of fall in the air. Oh it's coming and before she knows it, it will be here and after the leaves fall from the trees then the snow will come around cool and bright. They had a lot of snow last year, a whole lot ( Read more... ) -
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There's a lot to do before winter sets in and the snow starts to blanket the ground. It's not like that in the city, in the city when winter comes it means you bust out your sweaters, find a matching pair of gloves and maybe splurge for a new pair of boots. Out with Aloisius it's different, the bees need to be moved (his job) and there is wood to ( Read more... ) -
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It’s good to be home, it’s really, really, good to be home. Back on their land, bed, cabin, butter cat who did not seem to bear any ill will toward them for being gone for so long. She demanded pets before curling up on Maestro’s lap and falling asleep purring like a little fuzzy motorboat ( Read more... ) -
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The sun feels good on her skin even if most of that skin is covered up by a dress. Monday yawns and stretches out on the veranda listening to the voices inside and the voices out in the field. This morning when she got Maestro up for the tour with Grandfather she went along as well and helped in the field. It had been a very long time since that ( Read more... ) -
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Monday loves the morning, especially mornings when it's a little chilly outside. Unless he has to get up, Aloisius usually stays in bed while Monday takes a little time for herself to stretch her legs and work around the perimeter of the cabin. This time she has a little company, the butter cat has decided to tag along though she is regretting it ( Read more... ) -
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She spends more time at his place then she does at her own place these days, which means she's started leaving little things of hers around his place. A tooth brush, underwear, shoes and even a pair of pants (how often those actually get worn is besides the point). Still she spends most of her days either naked or in fur which is how she likes it ( Read more... ) -
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Dozing against Aloisius was only comfortable for so long. After he was deep asleep, Monday hopped off the bed and changed into her four legged form. Stretching out she yawned and then flopped down on the soft hearth carpet to sleep. It was easier to stretch out this way and she felt much safer. That that she had anything to worry about. Still ( Read more... )