Fluff, Relationships, and Traditions
This entry is part 52 of 52 in the series 365 Challenge
So characters have habits, ways they interact with certain people and situations, things they do and like to do, stories and histories together. I've known a lot of my characters' for a long time but getting them all into fic is interesting, particularly for the ones I don't know that for.
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Justus had been innocently sipping a carbonated soda when she made that comment, and he almost lost it quite uncomfortably when she did. He swallowed down the burn and the last of the liquid then answered, “I am not like a cat.”
“What are you two talking about?” Rachelle asked as she breezed in from his living room and into his kitchen. Perfect timing, though judging from the look on her face, it had been entirely intentional.
“He is like a cat,” Heather insisted, plunking her elbow on his upper counter and ticking off on her fingers: “He’s independent, doesn’t like to up a chair he’s already in, won’t change his mind unless you throw him off the top of something, and you like him ( ... )
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I was right: his reaction to being called cute was priceless. :)
And of course Rachelle gets the better of both of them in this conversation. Hehe.
I forgot: I think this is missing the word give: doesn’t like to up a chair he’s already in,
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Rachelle is a lot harder to throw off than even Justus, which makes it a lot easier for her to do that.
It's a dialect thing. You'll hear it in our house: up the chair, up the phone, up the popcorn. Means give up or hand over, etc.
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Someone should throw her off (not in a bad way, not necessarily, but then I can't think of her taking being thrown off in a good way, either.)
Oh. I've never heard it that way. It seemed like it was missing a word. Then again, I can't hardly use the dialect of my house. No one would understand, and the explanation would be humiliating for certain parties.
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I don't know why I just thought maybe pregnancy would, but then she's not the type to let that sneak up on her.
And I'm not sure that would shock her, either.
Hmm...
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She didn’t intend on waking him up, but she wasn’t really trying for subtlety when it hit her like a slam in the gut, that sudden taste of genetic material that wasn’t his and wasn’t hers and wasn’t hitting her skin from anything outside.
Whyever on earth hadn’t she gotten sterilized when she first realized her ability was terminal?
Justus woke from his half-doze because the instant it hit her, she was sitting upright and hissing pain between her teeth, even though it wasn’t her body that was hurting. She scrambled out of the bed before he could roll over and reach her and snatched up his shirt to throw it on.
“Database? What’s wrong?” He was awake now, quiet operative voice, but she wasn’t heeding him because she was still dealing with this, pacing like a ( ... )
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Poor baby. :(
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Now, must find fluffy off-guard to cheer you up.
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:(
Of course, I did kind of ask for it/suggest it.
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:eyes muse: This is as good as it's gonna get.
“Sunny-Girl” Sunshine Taylor crawled up into Rachelle’s lap, almost entirely displacing the protesting Sophocles.
Rachelle pulled Sunny into her arms with an amused chuckle and kiss under Sunny’s chin. Babysitting for Wolf and Whisper’s baby had its upsides, not least of which was giving Justus the oportunity to snuggle a child-or teach her the fine art of baking indigestible cookies. Rachelle wouldn’t taste Justus’ and Anya’s atrocities for all the gold and silver, real or imagined, they could produce. The girl was a toddler ( ... )
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Rachelle needs more of Justus' hugs than she'd ever admit.
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They all need lots of hugs to make up for the ones they didn't get before.
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I'm glad he got a hug, even if she didn't plan on giving him one. He needed it.
I need to think of more prompts to get a better sense of Seer, too.
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