Addergoole Year 21
Context notes: Addergoole Year 17 (2011-2012) is the year that the world fell apart; i.e., the “gods” returned from Ellehem and 90% of both humanity and fae died.
This story might add a little more context, as well.
Content warning: Unabashed patriotism.
First: Addergoole West-Coast: a beginning.
Previous: The Adults
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Addergoole Castle was huge, Rosmarina quickly learned, far bigger than it looked from the outside, and it was a maze of rooms, some tiny and some giant. In order to get to the dormitory where she’d be staying, they ended up going up three floors, down two, across a bridge between sections of the school, and then up another floor. By the time we were there, Rosmarina was pretty sure she wouldn’t ever be able to find it again.
Then Pontius opened the door to her room, and she decided it didn’t matter, because she was never leaving. The room was twice the size of the one she shared at home with both her brothers, and there was only one big bed, one dresser, and one desk. “Is this…” she was afraid to ask, so she whispered it. “Is this all for me?” Continue reading
After Addergoole West-Coast: a beginning.
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“Remember me?”
Rosmarina’s father had gone very still. “Yes,” he said slowly. It sounded like the words were being dragged from him. “Pontius. Of course I remember you. You… yes.”
The man held up both hands. “Peace. We grew up. I grew up. You want to fight about it, we can do that later, one we’ve got Rosmarina settled and have you and Muirenn and your family all set.”
“Dad?” Rosmarina tugged on her father’s sleeve. “What’s he mean?”
“It’s a school, starfish. You’ll stay at the school, remember?” Continue reading
Addergoole, sometime after year 9
“I don’t, uh…” He wasn’t exactly uncomfortable, something more like amused and a little awkward. “I mean. That is. Girls…?”
The last time this had come up, he’d gotten punched. Not by the girl; by her brother.
This woman – this girl? This Valkyrie with the horns curling out of her head and eyes like shadows themselves, she just smiled at him. “Conveniently, I don’t do guys.” Continue reading
First: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/11/28/glee/
Previous: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/12/14/glee-2/
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The first meeting of Glee club had at least three times the number of people Zdenka thought they’d invited, but from the looks of things, more than half of them were just there to see what this was all about.
There were a whole five people from their year, and then another five from the year before them – “tenth cohort” – including the very distracting Aleron and, miracle of miracles, Yona. Continue reading
Last night, I was feeling like I was running on one cylinder and running out of gas, but I play this writing game, 4theWords, and I really wanted to move up one step on the leaderboards for battles.
Which meant 4 130-word (or so) battles.
So I asked for suggestions on Mastodon, and this is what came of it.
Well, technically, two of these weren’t even from suggestions…
But anyway! Words!
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Filling the Boots
He woke and shook out the cards. Continue reading
This comes from a conversation I had with Inspector Caracal & Lilfluff on Mastodon.
Content warning: Attempted murder.
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The school pool was empty, which meant, technically, Aelia should not have been in it.
She needed to swim off some stress, though, and she needed to make sure she was in decent shape when the match came. They’d lost against Rotterville-Hampton the last three times, and that was just not happening again. Continue reading
First: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/11/28/glee/
Previous: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/12/14/glee-2/
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Rose was finding the people in Addergoole a little bit strange.
Yes, there were bullies, and yes there were nerds, or at least a few people in a little clique that she thought were probably nerds.
But on the other hand, there weren’t what she could read as popular kids, there were no sports, there wasn’t even a Math Olympiad or a Chess club – people seemed to group by their suites or their boyfriends/girlfriends or just not choose to clique up. Continue reading
Previous: http://www.lynthornealder.com/2017/11/28/glee/
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“All right.” Rose looked at their list of potential clubs. “So Shang first. And then we’re going to have to start fishing around for people who can sing. Maybe start singing in the hallways? That might get some attention.”
“Mmm.” Zdenka wasn’t sure it would get the right attention. “I’ll ask Shang. Maybe he knows someone else.”
Asking Shang proved to be a bit of a challenge; he didn’t want to be caught alone. Once, he went so far as to walk right past Zdenka when she had just managed to get him in his pod common room with nobody else around.
After two days, she finally walked up to him in the lunch room.
“Not interested.” He put up his hands. “I don’t care about the rules of this school, I do not want a freshman girlfriend.”
“Good. I don’t want a junior boyfriend. But you can sing.” Continue reading
Addergoole, after year 9 but before year 13 (2004-2006), early in the school year.
I, uh, might have been watching a lot of Glee recently?
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“Why would you ever want something like that? Not you, Kairos.” Director Aconmorea’s gesture was dismissive. “I know that you’re interested in anything musical at all. But you… Rose… why ‘Glee’?”
“I want to be a Broadway star.” Rose, who had been named Rusiko but refused to be known by that, lifted her chin and stared evenly at the Director. “I need extracurriculars to have a chance at a good arts school and, more than that, I need practice.”
“But there are so many more productive things you could be doing. You are…” The Director trailed off, then caught herself. “You are Ellehemaei, fae. You have an amazing repertoire of possibilities at your disposal, and your Word selection could point you at any number of very useful and lucrative careers. So why – singing?” She did not bother to hide the distaste in her voice. Continue reading