Finally, a pretty good night of wirting, even if there were more than a few distractions happening. But I’m used to that these days; it seems to be the way of a writer’s life. You work your way through them, adjust, and keep moving. As it was I managed about eight hundred words last night, but more importantly, I inched closer to the end of Chapter Twenty-Two.
This is the penultimate scene, and if you can’t tell by the title of the post, Emma and Annie meet. How do they meet? Like this:
(All excerpts, this page, from The Foundation Chronicles, Book One: A For Advanced, copyright 2013, 2014, by Cassidy Frazee)
18:32 to 1838
The warning alarm wasn’t loud, but the beep-beep-beepbeep-beeeeeeep was easily designed so as not to be mistaken as something other than an incoming teleport. The moment it started Coraline turned to the location about two-thirds of the way towards the center of the Rotunda and made her announcement. “We have incoming, people. Time to do our jobs.”
Annie got into position. Her instructions were simple: if anyone permitted to teleport through The Pentagram screen wasn’t who they were supposed to be, the Annie was to launch death spells on them without hesitation. She did so with the understanding that if any Deconstructors made it through the minute opening in the screens the Security Center allowed for emergency teleportation of the wounded, and they saw her standing off to one side watching everyone coming into the building, they might decide to launch a death spell her way first.
It was a calculated risk, and one she accepted ever since letting Coraline know that she could do the killing for them were it necessary. If you’re going to be a sorceress, you have to accept the life they lead. And it’s not always a safe one—
An eerie silence filled the Rotunda right before the pop that came with the arrival of someone teleporting. Annie wasn’t certain who the person was, but Coraline rushed up to her, so she obviously knew the person. Addressing them by name helped as well . . .
“What do you have, Suhaila?” Coraline checked the person that Annie now saw this Suhaila cradled effortlessly in her arms. The Chief Medical Officer for the school motioned for the other woman to follow her to the triage area.
“Flier trying to get back in.” Suhaila didn’t have an issues with the person in their arms, which led Annie to believe she was an AP like all of Coraline’s staff. “Found her outside The Diamond; her wingmate and her reported in as soon as the comms were back on-line, and it was thought best to bring them in through there.” She laid the girl in on of the reclining chairs instead of on a stretcher. “She’s in shock: I think she was attacked by an Abomination.”
It was only when Coraline pulled the flier’s helmet off that Annie saw the cascading red hair that had been hidden there moments before she heard the question. “She got a name?”
Suhaila nodded. “Emma Neilson.”
Now we know who was supposed to go pick up the kids, and if there hadn’t been some Anime Wannabe hanging out and spoiling the night, Annie would be back with her Kerry. Instead she gets the wingmate and some bad news . . .
Annie froze in mid-step as she listened to the conversation—
Coraline conjured the orange glow in her hand while looked at the monitor over the head of the chair. “Yeah, she’s in deep shock.” She nodded at Gretchen. “Okay, let’s bring her out.”
“Yes, Coraline.” She pulled a slap patch from her jacket and gently applied it to the right side of Emma’s neck. “That should do it.”
Coraline checked the monitor. “And three, two, one . . .” She placed her hands upon Emma’s shoulders as the near-catatonic girl gasped for air as she convulsed. The head nurse leaned in close to the girl’s head. “It’s okay, Emma; it’s okay. You’re in the hospital; you’re safe now.” As Emma stopped shaking and started to calm down Coraline turned to Suhaila. “You said you were out there to pick up two?”
“Yes.” She nodded slowly. “The other flier wasn’t there.”
“What’s their name?”
Annie shook her head slowly; she didn’t want to hear the name of Emma’s wingmate. Don’t say it; don’t say it. Please don’t say—
No, not what Annie wants to hear. Also, she didn’t want to hear an Abomination was there, so things aren’t looking up for her. Even Coraline is a little worried–
Coraline shot a look in Annie’s direction, then quickly turned back to Suhaila. “Okay, we can take it from here. You need anything from us?”
“Good, then.” She patted the security woman on the shoulder; as soon as she teleported out, Coraline turned back to the now fairly serene student in the examination chair. “Emma, I’m Nurse Coraline. You know me?”
Emma nodded slowly. “Yes.”
“Were you attacked outside The Diamond?”
Her eyes opened wide and she shook slightly. “I was. I—”
“It’s okay; you’re safe.” Coraline looked up at Gretchen. “There’s no injuries other than bruises and contusions.” She stepped away from the examination chair and led Gretchen away for consultation. “We can get her up to the ward—”
Annie wasn’t listening to their conversation: she had instead moved next to the examination chair and was now standing over Emma. She calmly looked over the girl before speaking. “Emma.”
Emma slowly looked up. “Oh, hi, Annie.”
I look at that last line and so want to write, “Oh hai!”–it’s so hard not to put that in. Who’s the last person you expect to see after being attacked by a monster? The girlfriend of your wingmate–I’m sorry, I mean, Soul Mate. And, from the looks of it, a not so happy one . . .
She wasn’t in the mood for an “Oh, hi,” however. She wanted answers. “Where’s Kerry?”
Emma managed a weak smile. “He saved me.”
“What were you doing out in the open?” Annie moved so she was standing next to Emma’s raised torso. “Why weren’t you somewhere safe?”
“We couldn’t; we almost crashed.” Emma slowly licked her dry lips. “We were in the woods and Kerry got me to find a place to hide.” Her eyes rolled for a second. “It was nice, too.”
“What were you doing at The Diamond, then?” Annie’s voice remained steady and level, but a dangerous tone began creeping into her words. “Why weren’t you hiding?”
“I wanted to get underground.” Emma’s voice was growing distant as the medication she was given was removing all the effects of her shock. “I thought we’d be safer. Even Kerry thought the plan wasn’t bad.” She chuckled. “We were almost all the way there when Nightwitch told us to go there and we’d get picked up.” She nodded. “See? It was good.”
Annie leaned over Emma, the distance between their faces closing. “Emma, what happened to Kerry?”
Her voice was weak and far off. “He saved me.”
She grabbed Emma by the front of her flight jacket. “How did he save you?”
“He attacked the monster.”
Annie’s eyes turned cold as she calmly pulled Emma towards her. “He attacked an Abomination?”
Emma chuckled once more. “I heard him screaming at it, and then it screamed at him, and there was more screaming . . .” She gulped as her breathing turned ragged. “There was a lot of screaming.”
As her hands slipped up to the collar of Emma’s flight jacket, Annie fought to keep her anger under control. She was loath to show her feelings to others, but this very moment she felt as if she were about to go off on this stupid girl. “Mozhete glupavo malka kuchka . . .” She pulled the jacket tight around Emma’s neck. “What happened to Kerry? Where is he?”
“He flew off.” Emma continued speaking calmly, as though nothing out of the ordinary were happening. “He flew off and the monster went after him.”
“Kerry’s out there with an Abomination after him—” Annie pulled Emma to within a few centimeters of her face.
Emma stared back at Annie as if dumbfounded. “He saved me—” She slowly blinked twice before chuckling. “You’re so lucky.”
Yeah, that little bit of Bulgarian there . . . Annie’s not happy. And the “You’re so lucky” line . . . Full disclosure here: as I’ve stated a few times before, Annie and Kerry came out of a role play that me and another person did for most of a year. This actual scene was more or less played out, with my friend playing Annie, and me playing Emma. Some of what happened in this scene is as presented–I’ve had to change a few things, and our role playing scene was shorter–but what Annie does to Emma here is what my friend did with Annie.
And when I laid the “You’re so lucky” line on her, she lost it. Annie literally went all murder time on the girl. I was actually a bit shocked at how she went at Emma, but now I understand her motivation. I understand that you don’t mess with her soul mate, and if you did something stupid that might have gotten him killed . . .
You’re gonna suffer, honey.
A couple of days ago I saw my friend who played Annie on-line, and I told her I was getting ready to write this scene, and after I said, “You’re so lucky”, she tells me–and here is the exact quote: “And the lucky thing . . . honestly . . . If I could have gotten away with it, I would have pulled her lungs out of her body and squeezed them.”
No, she wasn’t bothered at all by what Emma did.
What does Annie do?
Well . . . I’ll write that up tonight. Considering Annie’s the Dark Witch–what do you think?