This story follows Ty, a character from Addergoole, the boarding school for fae teenagers, who happens to have a gender-swapping ability as part of their magical heritage.
Ty would never be one to dun the old alma mater, no matter what criticisms other alumni raised. For one, as an early student and one of the few that had grown up surrounded by fae, Ty had always had an advantage over other Addergoolians. For another, even if the school had discouraged the use of Ty’s innate power in the field — field in this case being the halls and bedrooms of Addergoole’s dormitory floor — there’d been plenty of classroom practice in that and all of the magic Ty’s fae ancestry provided.
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For B, because I wanted something fun to write.
Set after Ty has left school.
“I think you’re going to like this club.”
“How have you been in this town for a week, and you already know more clubs than I do?” Ty glared at Anise in only-half-feigned sulking.
She, in turn, grinned back at him. “I’m the smooth line, remember? I can always make doors open to me.”
(read on: http://www.addergoole.com/TOS/archives/1394)
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It fills the “Lost and Found” Square.
It comes after/concurrent with –
With Friends Like These…,
Cleaning Up and
this scrap (http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/398701.html)
S for Shahin
E is For Emrys/Harder than Diamonds
“You know your options. What are you going to do?”
Ty studied its mistress unhappily. “That’s not a fair question, and you know it… Mistress.”
“I know. And I apologize for that. This isn’t going to be easy on you, Tya, whichever route either of us take.”
“No.” Ty rolled its shoulders. “But… maybe that’s what I needed. Life was easy for a long time. And now…”
Shahin packed the last piece of bedding into her pack. “And now, you need to pack, or not.”
Ty winced. “And leave you, follow you, or wait for you.”
“Yes. I apologize. But…”
“I understand. If I had someone like Emrys…” The message had come back from Addergoole, not from Regine, but from Shira Pelletier. Tell the Rapier: What was lost might be found again; the fire has always been at home in the cold; the hills are not hills.
Shahin nodded crisply. “I do need your decision.”
“I’ll come with you.” It didn’t take long to pack up its gear; it had come with little and half of that had been confiscated. Ty was surprised, on filling its pack, to find that its mistress was adding things – another blanket, a hunting knife, a small mess kit.
“Tell me why?”
Ty sighed. “Because I can help you. Because this is going to be really dangerous, and you don’t even know exactly what you’re getting into.” It swallowed, but found it couldn’t stop. “Because I don’t want to be left behind. And… and because you’re making me somebody better.”
Her hand lingered on its cheek. Ty sighed. “I hope you found Emrys. I, um. I think I’m finding Ty.”
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