"I did not anticipate this." Regine glared at the notes in front of her as if they were personally responsible for her current predicament.
"You should have." Laurel Valerian was pulling no punches today. "It's what you wanted, after all."
"This - this violence is not what I wanted!" Regine frowned at the notes again. They'd had no fewer than four instances where students had come far too close to being expelled - and in one case, the only reason that nobody had been expelled had been that the boy hadn't been trying to kill anyone. He'd left them hung upside-down in full view of a camera, but the story his victim was telling was that the boy had held a knife to their throat and whispered "If I wanted you dead, you'd be gone."
The other instances, Luke, Agmund, or Shou had caught before it had turned into murder. That one, nobody had noticed until it was done - and that worried Regine.
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Other students mentioned:
Adorlee is Magnolia's oldest, by Mike. Mags lives at the Ranch, with Boom (mostly with Howard), raising her children and Shiva's (Shiva vanished in the war) (Shiva is also Magnolia's half-sister, and her crew).
Eryk is Shiva's oldest son (by Ty).
Kishmish is Shiva's youngest daughter (by Nikita)
Viðrou is Cynara's and Leo's son, the second child for both of them.
cy'ree is "my students, those I Mentor."
sh' is "daughter of the mother." Yes. Mother.
Think that's everyone.
“He’s your cousin.” Karen’s mother made the word sound positively scandalous.
“It’s not as if he’s my first cousin or something,” Karen countered tiredly. She’d already had this conversation with a sister, two cousins, and her mother’s aunt Betty. “To find a common ancestor — and only one of them, I might add - you have to go back up two family splits to a great-grandmother who married three times. Gerry down the street is more related to me than that.”
“But…” Her mother made a distressed noise. “You’re not supposed to… supposed to…”
Amusingly, I have used the trash-ripping trick to minimize the amount of slave labor done when teachers or camp counselors decided they could use students instead of paying a groundskeeper. Yes, the history of slavery and its techniques of resistance are tremendously useful in modern life.
North Carolina is the first in flight, but
it also knows how to get down to Earth.
It's a region of farms and forests
and gorgeous mountains, rich in
the history of famous people and
their unparalleled, extravagant tastes.
The Biltmore Estate in North Carolina is
the largest privately owned home in America,
built by George Washington Vanderbilt II and
still owned by one of his descendants.
The Blue Ridge Mountains rise above it
to ground the Châteauesque mansion
firmly in the fertile earth, their creeks
feeding into the vineyards that coat
the sleek green slopes of the estate.
Look up, look down, and see
the union of these opposites
unfolding all around you.
It's about building castles,
not in the sky,
but right here on Earth.
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North Carolina is the home of the Biltmore Estate, which you can visit here. The Châteauesque mansion is surrounded by vineyards.
Lovely Yuletide author, are you into any movement practices? Anything to do with how different people move differently through space - all those little nuances of pace and rhythm and posture - is totally my jam right now. Akata Witch has some of this foregrounded with Sunny, who shifts into classic dance movement when she summons her spirit face, and goodness, Mars, whole different baseline for gravity right there. (If people getting off ships have sea legs, would people getting off spaceships have cramped-from-too-little-space legs? Heh.) Bren Cameron in the Foreigner series tends to notice subtler movements, particularly Guild and staff - there's a great description from his POV of Algini unusually resplendent and quietly satisfied pacing into the room at one point, which never actually references cats but brings that kind of lithe 'little /emperor without a realm, /conquistador without a country, /smallest tiger in the salon' entrance instantly to mind. Pumzi's weird interesting communication stuff with very little direct speech voiced (I'd have to check to be sure, but it may even be that all the speech is computer-generated/computer-filtered?) tends to magnify the unspoken speech of body language; I could see Asha or Binti's POV being very attuned to body movement, and tending toward kind of extra explicit body movement you see actors do in old silent films where people are trying to speak with as much nuance and clarity as they can without any words.
And, because thank you is such a loaded concept, I wanted it to mean, essentially, "good shot."
Like, the thing you say when your buddy just caught the enemy/the giant cat that was about to kill you with a well-aimed spear. It's a thanks for assistance, without acknowledging debt owed.
So we have "shot" in the sense of an aimed attack with a distance weapon: vettu
And then we have good, a modifier meaning skilled and accurate: -one (like the end of loan)
Vettutone, "good shot": "Thanks for the assist."
It's been raining off and on all day, and probably will tomorrow. We can use the rain, and it'll help make the ground soft enough to dig, which is important because I'll be hacking through grass to plant these bulbs.
So, I have been dragging all week. Brain foggy, body tired, zero creativity. I’ve been really worried that I’m getting sick (Jack was sick last week), but I haven’t had any of the symptoms of a cold. Then earlier today, I glanced at the digital thermometer on my electric tea kettle: 87 degrees.
After weeks in the seventies and then the sixties all last week, I had changed my office and sleeping area from summer mode to winter mode… right in time for a mid-October heat wave, apparently. My temperature regulation issues make me very susceptible to heat, but not very susceptible to noticing it.
Luckily I had not removed the AC from the window, so the office is cooling down to a usable state as we speak. When my brain cools down a bit, I’m going to figure out how to set up an automated alert for days where the high is 80 degrees or above, because this is not an unusual event for me.
Originally published at Blue Author Is About To Write.
What are some of the hard things you've done recently?
Part I: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/109650
Part II: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/110092
Part III: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/110461
Part IV: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/110853
Part V: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/111221
Part VI: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/112476
Part VII: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/113478
Part VIII: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/113941
Part IX: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/114655
Part X: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/115547
Part XI: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/116441
Part XII: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/117392
Part XIII: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/117888
Part XIV: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/118286
Part XV: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/118612
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