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10 March 2008 @ 01:35 pm
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I'm still hoping to finish a chapter today, and get back on my 3k/day goal.  The day job, unfortunately, is pulling me into a meeting this afternoon that will hopefully be blissfully short.  We'll see.  Someone discovered black mold in one of our buildings.  Since this building has had a leaky roof for the past two years, this should come as no surprise.  However, it does, and they've called an emergency (Black Mold!  Oh noes!)  all-hands ES&H team meeting on the subject.  I will basically get to sit there being bored out of my skull, since my job has nothing helpful to contribute.  (Want me to file something about it?  That I can do.  Just hand me whatever needs filing and send me about my business.  Except they won't.)  *sigh*  Bureaucracy. 

So, this is mostly for kistha, who is very nicely being patient with this latest chapter and the foibles that seem determined to keep me from finishing it.  However, I AM still planning on finishing it today.  It can still happen.  It depends on how bureaucratic they plan on being with this mold.

In any case, a snippet from the latest chapter, somewhat amusing for everyone except my MC:


“I’m a pilot, Cannon.  Flying is what I do.  Don’t ask anything more of me.”

“And if you remain content to be that and nothing more, I’ll not argue.”

She gave him a skeptical look, but he merely smiled.  She wasn’t fooled.

“And just so we’re clear, cousin – I’m afraid that takes you out of the running to be a Consort.”

“Really?” he looked more amused than anything.  “And here I thought you’d shed all that Commonwealth morality in the day and a half you’ve been here.”

“Sarcasm doesn’t suit you.”

He grinned.  His eyes, usually dark, had lightened and warmed to the color of the scotch she preferred to drink.  He was laughing at her.

“Besides,” he said, shrugging, “I never said I was offering myself as a candidate.”

Oh.

“Oh.  I’d just assumed…you’re a part of the Core, and I thought all the Core…” she stopped when she realized she was only sounding like an idiot.  And blushing besides, damn it.  “Are you married?”

“No.”

“Already a Consort to someone?”

“No.”

“Do you prefer men?”

He laughed again, sounding genuinely amused.

“No.”  He stopped, touching her arm lightly.  “Mercy, I knew you wouldn’t welcome any advances from me once I met you.  You’re too inured in the society you were raised in, too rigidly military to be comfortable with many of our customs, yet.  That’s fine.  I have no trouble finding willing bed partners, and this way, I know you’ll not take Connor, either.  And unlike me, I doubt he’ll simply step aside once he figures out your reluctance to bed a cousin.”  He paused, arched an eyebrow.  “You do realize that the history of your own Commonwealth makes it common practice for cousins of a certain nobility to wed?”

“I did take history in school, Cannon.  I just…I guess you could say I have some mental hang ups about the idea.  We’re related.  That’s it.”

His grin widened.

“I wish I could see Connor’s face when you tell him that.”

She scowled at him, irritated by his general amusement with the entire thing.

“And how are we related to Connor, exactly?  Is he your brother, or was his mother yet another sister?”

“Half-sister, actually.  As were our mothers, by the way.”  He grinned at her.  “Even before the virus did its work, your grandmother had Consorts, not a husband.  Your great-grandmother as well.  In essence, the royal line began the practice that we eventually implemented for the entire populace.”

Mercy took a second to process that.

“My mother married,” she said finally, a little defensively.

“She did.”  Cannon’s smile faded, his amusement finally dying.  “It was a great controversy.  She married him against her mother’s wishes, you see.  Against the Queen’s wishes.”  He paused.  “Lilith killed people – killed family – for a lot less.”

Shocked, Mercy stared at him.

“Asha was her daughter.”

“One of several, and weak, as far as Lilith was concerned.  Asha was her least favorite child.”

“You’re telling me my grandmother was some kind of monster.”

“You want me to lie to you?”


 
 
 
"Connoisseurs of Difficulty"kistha on March 10th, 2008 09:43 pm (UTC)
That's just precious.

Hahahahaha!!