This time Virgil leapt and caught her, his skin shrinking away from her heat. “Please, Eos, don’t do this.” His voice was raw. Her eyes tore at him. “This ends. He can not have you. I will not let him.” She flung herself to her feet. This time, two tongues of flame extended from her hands like cats-o-nine tails, her fire licking at the air eagerly. “Do you really think, you can have any effect on me?” John’s smirk was disdainful, despite his smoking hair. “I really do.” -o-o-o- But I really don’t. I went to bed at four am this morning/last night because I got hooked into a really good fic by tenjounotora and had to get up at 7.30am and honestly the sleep in between wasn’t crash hot ::falls over ded:: So because I indulged and read most of those 90-odd thousand words all at once, I am now exhausted and unable to write ::headdesk:: However, I do have a day off tomorrow, during which I hope to finish off Chapter Five (amongst doing business finance records and a few more earrings on catch up). I’m sorry there is just too much good fic out there 😀 Thank you so […]
Daily Archives: 3 September, 2018
the-lady-razorsharp: Two sketches Bros 🙂 This one is for @gumnut-logic –EOS makes an appearance in her “Uncle” Virgil’s mind fortress, where he’s gone to try to escape the invasive touch of the Hood. @the-lady-razorsharp illustrated a scene from my fic Sotto Voce (fourth chapter)! Wow, I’m so spoilt! And I can’t help but love the bros too 😀 ::snuggles them all :: 😀
“And here I am.” She twirled again in an attempt to distract him from his worries just a little. “However, I did not expect this.” “What?” “This cocoon you’ve hidden yourself in.” It really was quite something. “You’ve built yourself a fortress, Virgil.” “I have?” “I almost didn’t find you.” Should she tell him? There could be no lies here. “Everything is chaos beyond this bubble. You have pain, damage, anguish. But not here.” It was remarkable that the man had had the strength to defend himself from whatever had caused the mess outside. Her Uncle was strong. “I have never quite seen it from this perspective before.” And she hadn’t. Is this how they truly saw their surroundings? A flicker of pain. She frowned. This was not the time. “It is very distracting.” Focus. She took a step back, interfacing with the foreign circuitry, opening a node for transmission. “John?” The sudden increase in fear and electrical activity shocked her, but not as much as her sudden denial of access. Virgil had cut her off. It definitely came from him. “You denied me connection.” A wave of desperate confusion. Did he understand? “You blocked my signal to your brothers. […]