![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrI think, whilst at work, that I finall landed upon how to fix the problem I had with Alchemist.
First must try to catch up on drabbles. Why can I never get caught up on things?
Neglected to put up Greek stories over the weekned like I said I would, so this coming weekend must do that. On top of cleaning the kitchen (and everything else).
Have begun the Bribing of the Skylark. Observe:
“I couldn’t believe it.”
“I know!”
“Shocking! Did she really do that?”
“Would I lie?”
“You lie faster than a whore offered a bag of gold,” Kelp said acidly, neatly breaking up the giddy gossip session of his sisters, brothers, and two cousins…well, one cousin and one…something or other twice removed.
His sister, whom he’d just called a whore, glared at him. Her blue eyes took on edge.
Kelp braced himself for what he knew was coming.
“At least I’ve had my skin stolen, eh?” his sister said with a sneer.
“Whores are generally in high demand,” Kelp retorted.
They were all gathered along their favorite strip of beach, skins set up out of the way to warm in the sun while they played and lolled about in the sand and surf. This particular strip of beach was one of the few places the selkies of the area could go where their skins would be left alone.
“I’d rather be a whore than ugly,” his sister retorted, and the laughter of the others said that they all agreed with her.
Kelp growled but subsided, knowing he’d lost the fight before it began.
Selkies were pretty – either lithe, elegant seals in the water, or tall, beautiful humans that real humans lusted over on sight. All around him were buxom blondes, broad-shouldered men. His family was a collection of jewels.
Then there was him. Short, not quite thin, not quite fat – stocky was the kindest anyone had ever put it, and that had been his mother. His hair couldn’t seem to decide what color it wanted to be – it had bits of everything in it. Eyes the color of mud instead of blue like the sea or soft brown like the sand.
Everyone around him had been kidnapped – that is, their skins taken and hidden – by at least a dozen humans in their lifetime. Sometimes just for a couple of days, his sister had even been gone for two whole years before she finally got bored enough to trick the hiding place of her skin from the human who’d taken it.
Kelp had never had his skin taken, and everyone around him knew it.
First must try to catch up on drabbles. Why can I never get caught up on things?
Neglected to put up Greek stories over the weekned like I said I would, so this coming weekend must do that. On top of cleaning the kitchen (and everything else).
Have begun the Bribing of the Skylark. Observe:
The Selkie No One Wanted
“I couldn’t believe it.”
“I know!”
“Shocking! Did she really do that?”
“Would I lie?”
“You lie faster than a whore offered a bag of gold,” Kelp said acidly, neatly breaking up the giddy gossip session of his sisters, brothers, and two cousins…well, one cousin and one…something or other twice removed.
His sister, whom he’d just called a whore, glared at him. Her blue eyes took on edge.
Kelp braced himself for what he knew was coming.
“At least I’ve had my skin stolen, eh?” his sister said with a sneer.
“Whores are generally in high demand,” Kelp retorted.
They were all gathered along their favorite strip of beach, skins set up out of the way to warm in the sun while they played and lolled about in the sand and surf. This particular strip of beach was one of the few places the selkies of the area could go where their skins would be left alone.
“I’d rather be a whore than ugly,” his sister retorted, and the laughter of the others said that they all agreed with her.
Kelp growled but subsided, knowing he’d lost the fight before it began.
Selkies were pretty – either lithe, elegant seals in the water, or tall, beautiful humans that real humans lusted over on sight. All around him were buxom blondes, broad-shouldered men. His family was a collection of jewels.
Then there was him. Short, not quite thin, not quite fat – stocky was the kindest anyone had ever put it, and that had been his mother. His hair couldn’t seem to decide what color it wanted to be – it had bits of everything in it. Eyes the color of mud instead of blue like the sea or soft brown like the sand.
Everyone around him had been kidnapped – that is, their skins taken and hidden – by at least a dozen humans in their lifetime. Sometimes just for a couple of days, his sister had even been gone for two whole years before she finally got bored enough to trick the hiding place of her skin from the human who’d taken it.
Kelp had never had his skin taken, and everyone around him knew it.
no subject
Date: 2006-10-11 10:47 pm (UTC)It's too bad Kelp can't kidnap someone as opposed to waiting for someone to kidnap him. That would be just too funny.
no subject
Date: 2006-10-11 10:56 pm (UTC)but--but--someone has to want him!
*huggles him*
*re-lurks, hopes for more*
no subject
Date: 2006-10-11 11:05 pm (UTC)I LOVE IT LOL LOL LOL.
no subject
Date: 2006-10-11 11:26 pm (UTC)(Psst in the paragraph "They were all gathered along..." The word "are" in the second sentence needs an another "a" to be "area", right?)
Top Job, wonderful, wonderful, thank you so much for sharing!
no subject
Date: 2006-10-11 11:34 pm (UTC)2nd episode is recorded now though Showtime was free on Sunday so maybe you peeked. You sure you want to wait til all 5 (think there are 5) shows are done?
no subject
Date: 2006-10-11 11:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-12 12:23 am (UTC)Meanie. ;D Oh my god, Kelp is adorable. Seriously, I want to snuggle hug him. ;_; A piece of kelp surrounded by pretty seashells. *huggles him* Poor guy. More? *HUGE puppy eyes* Please? Pretty please? Pretty, pretty please? *_______*!!
I guess I'm going to have to get my lazy butt in gear, aren't I...^_^;;
*flying tackle glomps you*
no subject
Date: 2006-10-12 12:29 am (UTC)Ahahaha, the bribery, it works.
<<<3333
no subject
Date: 2006-10-12 07:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-12 07:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-12 03:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-13 11:38 pm (UTC)