Tags: giraffecall: august2013

Leaf

A New Year, a new ...who? A story of Addergoole Year 10 for the Giraffe Call

To [personal profile] rendia's prompt.. Shang is a Year9 Character (Short version: he doesn't believe in magic and doesn't believe he's fae.)

Monday after Hell Night, Year 10 of the Addergoole School.

"You know what you have to do."

"Damaris, this is ridiculous. And why are you so angry at me?"

"...you know, forget it. I'll get over being angry soon enough. Look. You know what you've got to do."

"It's still ridiculous." They'd gone around that loop enough times that it ought to be the chorus of a song. You know what you have to do/but it's ridiculous and I don't want to./You're acting like a fool/ But wasn't I yours, your fool?

Damaris huffed. "For once, just listen to me, would you?"
Collapse )

This entry was originally posted at http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/570239.html. You can comment here or there.
Leaf

Except, a story for the Giraffe call

For [personal profile] thesilentpoet's prompt.

The family was known for being a bit strange, and, at the same time a little bit too aggressively normal.

They had smooth, sleek black hair and pale skin, widow's-peaked and licked back. Except the little boy that didn't.

The boys all played football, and soccer. They joined Jr. varsity teams early and played sports right into college. Except the little boy that didn't.

They were indifferent students, boys and girls alike. Decent enough in classes to get by, but they all hung on by their teeth to a B-minus average. Except the little boy that didn't.

They were clannish, talking only to each other. There were nine of them, siblings, and then another twenty cousins and second-cousins and kissing-cousins and what-have you. They didn't date, as far as anyone could tell, they didn't bring home friends, and then didn't talk about their family.
Collapse )

This entry was originally posted at http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/567088.html. You can comment here or there.
Leaf

Trade, a story of the Giraffe Call

To [personal profile] lilfluff's prompt.

"Well." The two men shared a look. It was rather like looking into a mirror. It was rather like talking into a mirror, as well; they both spoke at the same time.

"What did you do?"

A rueful smile passed from one man to the other, and then they, once again, spoke at the same time.

"I just figured out..."

One man was dressed in old jeans and three layers of cheap shirt; he made a little gesture, the descendant of a bow, towards the other. "No, please, you go first."

The other took a half-step backwards. "Oh, no, that's..."
Collapse )

This entry was originally posted at http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/566644.html. You can comment here or there.
Leaf

Not the Man, a story for the Giraffe Call

To [personal profile] inventrix's prompt

"Governor Aryalt, we have a problem."

The governor spared the Secret Service agent a glance. "What sort of problem? Media again?"

"No, sir. No. The problem lies a little deeper than that."

"What? What are you talking about?" Governor Aryalt wasted the time giving the agent an actual look. The agent, in return, met his gaze levelly.

"Sir, you're not who you think you are."
Collapse )

This entry was originally posted at http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/566288.html. You can comment here or there.
Leaf

Where'd That Come From, a story of Addergoole Yr?? for the Giraffe Call

To eseme's prompt

There were things Vina had been expecting from school. Lots of things - tough classes, having to make friends again, being isolated in the middle of nowhere.

This was not in the book.

She looked - he looked - what did you even do with that? Vina - if the name could even still fit - looked under the sheets again. Then she-he-whatever let the sheets drop and facepalmed.

Leg pain had woken Vina up several times in the night, but Vina had a lanky body that had never stopped growing, and pain in the night was nothing new. This morning... this morning the leg pain might be explained (the legs were sticking out of the bottom of the bed now) but everything else was just more confusing.
Collapse )

This entry was originally posted at http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/566011.html. You can comment here or there.
Leaf

Mapping, a story for the Giraffe Call

Another one where I'm not sure where it wants to go, um, but I'll post it anyway.

"Here's the space-view surveys of the planet. Here's the original plans for the first three settlements. Here's the builders' notes. Here's the town records."

If they had been working in paper, Orchid would have been dumping papers into Cauli's arms. As it was, he was shifting files from his data tablet to hers with wide sweeps of his fingers. "And here's the notes from the second survey team and everything they pulled up. Is that going to be enough?"

Cauli, with heroic effort, did not laugh at the little bureaucrat. "More than enough. But I need to get down there, too, you know."

"You've only got two weeks while we're in orbit here." This was the seventh time Orchid had told her this. It was the thirtieth time she'd heard him say it altogether. She wasn't the only expert visiting the colony.
Collapse )

This entry was originally posted at http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/565657.html. You can comment here or there.
Leaf

Family and Cocoa, a story of the Aunt Family for the Giraffe CAll

For [personal profile] kelkyag's prompt

"There's something to be said for being an orphan." Beryl stared into her cocoa mug; cocoa, by all that's sacred, please, not tea. "Or being raised by wolves."

"I hear you." Evangaline stared at her own mug - coffee, for much the same reason the Beryl was drinking cocoa. The whole family to come to to complain, and her niece had come to the Aunt. "They can be a bit of a double-edged sword."

"They have another edge?" She rubbed her knuckles with her thumbs; Eva found herself wincing in empathy.
Collapse )

This entry was originally posted at http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/565372.html. You can comment here or there.
Leaf

Paint it Blue, a story of Addergoole Yr 10 for the Giraffe Call

to an [personal profile] anke’s prompt. thanks to @theladyisugly, Sky, and @AlphaRaposa for helping me create Clarisse.

The first thing Clarisse Martin did when she came to school was cut her hair short and dye it blue.

The upperclassmen found this a little bit amusing - after all, changing yourself when the school Changes you so much, so quickly, seemed a little overkill - but the teachers said nothing, and none of the other students actually said anything to her about it.

Clarisse found the lack of commentary strange, but, since she hadn’t done it for them, was unworried by it. She found the few giggles from older students completely understandable, and ignored them.

When the Reveal on the first Friday of classes showed Clarisse and the rest of the Tenth Cohort some of what they’d gotten into, Clarrise walked slowly to the doctor’s office, running her fingers through her hair. It explained a lot - but she liked her hair blue.
Collapse )

Next: http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/1267957.html

This entry was originally posted at http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/565158.html. You can comment here or there. comment count unavailable
Leaf

The Hardest Part... A story for the Giraffe Call

For ellenmillion's prompt.



"The hardest part of..."

The hardest part of anything was never what anyone said it was, because, Yaminah knew, the hardest part was whatever you were doing at the moment. One foot in front of the other; the marathon is no harder than a single step, but that single step can be the hardest thing you've done in your life.

Right now, the step over the threshold was her "hardest part." She'd shucked pieces and parts of her job during the train ride, the bus ride, the subway ride, and the walk, but stepping over the threshold required her to remember that she was, indeed, Yaminah.

Right now, that was harder than it sounded. She ran her fingers over the beads in her pocket - she kept them in this jacket, in the locker at the bus station, so that she always had them before she got home. Not a rosary, but they served a similar cause.
Collapse )

This entry was originally posted at http://aldersprig.dreamwidth.org/564528.html. You can comment here or there.