The internet is one more being helpful at Panera, so there isn’t a need to rush through my coffee and head home to write this. Which is good, because I want to be out today. I have a lot planed for this morning, afternoon, and even the evening, and the wicked can’t rest. And this is just the first part.
Even though it was a long day yesterday, I managed a lot of writing. Now, fifteen hundred and fifty words may not seem like a lot to some people, but given that I was a bit weepy last night, and my emotions were running all over the place, I consider it a great feat. Not to mention it was an emotional scene, which did me little good as well.
We are back to Annie as the focus. Isis has spoken and now it’s up to the Headmistress to get the students informed. the news isn’t good: students are being sent to their towers where they’ll stay, teams are being sent outside–people on the ground and people in the air. And there’s a triage center being set up in the Rotunda.
Welcome to War Footing Central, population you.
My baby snakes, Annie and Kerry, are suppose to report to their towers. The operative word here is “suppose” because there’s also been a call for volunteers . . .
(All excerpts, this page, from The Foundation Chronicles, Book One: A For Advanced, copyright 2013, 2014, by Cassidy Frazee)
Annie was on her feet moments before Kerry. She wondered if he was worried about what was happening, or perhaps even frightened. Being in the front as they were, it was impossible not to see the concern on the faces of the instructors and staff, and given that Kerry was only now learning about the dangers surrounding The Foundation—
Annie turned towards the sound of the voice; Emma was standing only a couple of meters away. Oh, no: I know what she wants. “Emma—”
Kerry snapped out of whatever had held him seconds before. “What is it, Emma?”
The girl seemed like she was too excited to stand still. “Do you want to volunteer? I think Professor Salomon will let us if we ask.”
“Um . . .” He looked down for a moment. “I have to—”
Emma didn’t wait for his answer. “Annie, you want to? You’re a good flier.”
“No, Emma.” Annie didn’t care that she was using a far harsher tone that she should. “I’m not going out there.”
She didn’t seem to mind being shot down and turned back to her original target. “Kerry, come on. We can help out.”
Kerry nodded a couple of times. “Give me a minute, okay?” He looked at Emma with half-closed eyes. “Please?”
“Okay.” Having finally gotten the message she moved off out of earshot.
Emma of the Buzzkill, another ginger thrill seeker who wasn’t to go off into the wild blue yonder. You’re just waiting for her to get whacked out at any moment by a certain Bulgarian witch.
Annie also knows her moyata polovinka, and she senses what he’s feeling:
By now Annie didn’t need to guess what Kerry was feeling: his entire body told the story. He wasn’t frighted—he was being torn apart by indecision. His mind is saying one thing, and his heart is saying another. She gently touched his left arm. “Kerry.”
He jumped as if shocked. “Annie, I—”
For a moment Kerry seemed to not understand. “What?”
“Go. You want to, I know it.”
Emma quickly approached the table. “Kerry, we gotta—”
Kerry turned on Emma and nearly shouted. “In a minute.” He waited for her to retreat before speaking in his normal voice to Annie. “I’m sorry.”
“Why? Because you want to help?” Annie brushed his cheek. “I should have known my flier wants to be in the sky, even when there’s danger.”
His voice was choking with emotion. “I feel like I’m running out on you.”
Annie took hold of both his hand. “Kerry, please look at me.” She didn’t speak again until she knew she had his attention. “Do you remember when I said I’d never tell you what to do, that you had to learn these things on your own?”
He choked back tears as he nodded once. “Yeah.”
“I’m breaking that promise this one time—because if you don’t go and at least ask if you can help, you’ll hate yourself.” She looked at the floor and sighed. “Or you’ll hate me, and I couldn’t live with that.” She put her arms around him and hugged him tight. “Don’t hate yourself.”
When I wrote the first “Go,” it was all I could do to keep the tears back. I felt the indecision Annie felt, because she knows it might not be all rainbows and sunshine out there beyond The Pentagram. She also knows that if she doesn’t let me out to try this on his own, he’ll stew for however long they’d end up locked in their tower. Let’s face it, though: neither of them are Rapunzel, and the tower life isn’t for them.
This ends with a sweet parting:
When he broke the kiss seconds later Annie threw her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear. “Promise me one thing—”
“If you’re paired with Emma, don’t let her talk you into anything.”
Kerry looked at Annie from the corner of his eye. “She won’t—”
He nodded slowly. “I promise.”
She kissed his check. “You better run, then.”
Kerry started to take a step, then stopped. “Talk to Coraline about doing triage.”
Annie had considered doing just that, but wanted to hear Kerry’s reasoning. “Why?”
“You know a little of that stuff working with your mother, right?”
“And . . .” He looked up at the ceiling, then around the hall. “You’ll be in here. It’s gotta be better than being the only A Level in our tower.”
“I’ll do that.”
Kerry hesitated for just a moment, then drew close and pressed himself against her head. “We’ll talk when I get back.”
“We will.” She lightly slapped his arm. “Now go.”
He looked at Annie for a second or two as he rounded the table, then grabbed Emma before sprinting off to see Professor Salomon. Annie hopped against hope that when they asked if they could volunteer the professor would say no, but after a few seconds she saw Vicky nod followed all of them heading off in the direction of the Atrium.
Annie slowly closed her eyes and took a long, cleansing breath. She watch the three of them walk out of the hall before raising her right hand to her lips, kissing her fingertips, and holding them out after the departing boy. “Ostanete bezopasno, moyata dzhindzhifil kosa momche. Molya te, vŭrni mi.” She spun on her heel and began sprinting towards the west exit, waiving her right arm. “Nurse Coraline? Nurse Coraline.”
And there you have it: my kids being separated for the first real time since they got together. And what does Annie say there at the end as she blows him a kiss?
At this point it’s a matter of sealing up the joint and getting everything into place. I even added another scene last night, which will be the next to write. Not a big scene, but . . . well, the title is enough to tell you what’s coming.
One last thing you might find interesting: a few people found my use of Esperanto interesting, and even went so far as to look it up as they’d never heard of the language. Well, I’m here to tell you, it’s possible you saw it and never knew it. Did you know all the signs in the movie The Great Dictator were written in Esperanto? Or that it was used in the television show Red Dwarf? Here is a list of where it’s been used in movies and television, with the exception of one: the great lost movie Incubus. I say “great” only in the sense that I’m joking, and it is most well known for the fact that it was lost and only recently rediscovered in France, and that it stars William Shatner. Yes, The Shat speaks. the. Es.per.an . . . to. If you want to give it a look, you’ll find the movie here. I warn you, it’s pretty fuzzy because the only remaining print was in bad shape, but you’re not really wanting to watch it, you’re waiting to hear The Incubus Girls (Yes, this is a real thing) speak in a made-up language. And to see if Shatner chews up any scenery.
In that last matter, I’m certain you won’t be disappointed.