Rambling Update

Well despite the fact that I haven't posted anything new in a few days I've been plugging away in Rajala like mad. Chapter twelve is *very* close to being ready to post, I'm just still playing around with the ending for it. I had to write out my outline again, as I detoured a bit with eleven and twelve by switching the POV for them. This meant I had to decided how I was going to do the next chapter as it was going to be Bryan's, but I'm trying to avoid putting the same POV back to back. I'm not completely against the idea, but I'll trying to prevent it. Interestingly the number of Cassandra and to a lesser extent, Aidan chapters have increased quite a bit. There both becoming more prominent, which I think is a good thing.

I've been trying to finally settle on the magical aspects of Rajala, going over stuff I already had and researching some more. There are a few things I've been trying to weigh and decide how I want to go about them. I don't want to write myself into a corner with them, but once I make the decision they are a bit permanent. I find I do a *lot* of thinking lately.

Jason's still sick and it's been pretty bad. He's missed work, but so far I've avoided catching it and he is starting to feel a bit better.

Zephyr was playing with one of Kuzco's feathers today and prompted a mini photo shoot, so I took the time to post them over on my deviantart and respond to some messages over there. With all the work I've been doing it had been a while since I was on, I've got some 100+ deviations to go through one of these days, but like everything else it's just going to have to wait.

I'm also trying to not remind myself that the MLP fair is this weekend. I swore to myself last year that I would be going this year...but yeah, broke. It didn't bother me so much when it was clear over in RI last time, but Vegas is only about a six hour drive from my house...More than anything I'd just like to get the chance to meet so many people from the arena and see those that I had at my Colorado meet last year.

Spider - because Skimble's had a long week!

Some time ago when we first started swapping stuff I mentioned Spider and said I wanted to post it but was afraid of the spoilers. Well after your long week I wanted to post something short for you that required no real brain power (and I haven't gotten around to finishing J/S) so I read over this and removed what was spoilerish about it. Don't read too much into it, Bryan is so OOC it isn't even funny (well, actually it is), I swear, it's like I wrote my own fanfiction. As far as Kennan, yeah, that’s pretty much him…

 

            Kennan stalked after Bryan, hastily pushing an offending branch out of his way. Bryan had retreated into the woods near camp because Kennan had riled him again by mentioning his past. Now after a brief rise of guilt he was chasing after him.

            Damn the Gods if I know why I am following him. It would be a pleasure to me, the camp, and Daved if he would keep walking until he reached Raji. Why do I bother? He’s brought this pain on himself.

            He spun on his heel, fully intending to let the older man return on his own, when he heard an ear piercing scream.

            “Damn you, Bryan,” he muttered. “Only you would scream in the face of an enemy.”

            Swords drawn he ran in the direction of the scream, almost tripping over a fallen branch, and fully expecting to come upon an ambush. What he found was Bryan, alone back against a tree.

            “Kennan,” Bryan gasped, relief washing over him.

            “Bryan?” he hesitantly inquired.

            Bryan said nothing, shaking slightly.

            Slowly Kennan sheathed the duel blades and then lowered his head to meet Bryan’s eyes, “I heard you scream, I–”

            Bryan’s arm shot forward, a single finger pointing to a nearby bush.

            Kennan followed his hand, but saw nothing, “Bry? There’s nothing there.”

            “Sp – spi – spider,” he stammered.

            Refraining from laughing, but only just, Kennan approached the bush and what could be now seen as a small, black spider, no bigger than his own thumbnail. He reached out with said thumb and forefinger to flick the spider out of Bryan’s way and then slowly turned to face him again.

            “Gods! One of the most powerful Mages in existence and you are afraid of spiders,” he chuckled.

            Bryan shot him a look, all fear gone from his voice, “Not one more word, Kennan Briars, or I will smite you from this earth.”

            Kennan grinned, “Why didn’t you just smite the spider?”