Love Among the Witches: Setting the Title

I’m running really behind today, so here is the rest of the scene with Coraline discussing the aftermath of “hook up” with the boy from her fight team.  And here, as well, you discover why she called herself Nurse Coraline for so long.  It’s really logical…

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

“Yes?”

“He got up and was like, ‘Okay, we can go to the Midnight Madness, right?’ I felt like I was dying inside; I couldn’t believe he was being so callous. And it was like that for the rest of the night. Sometimes if felt as if he couldn’t wait to get away from me.

“He later told me that he’d been with other girls and that I didn’t really ‘measure up’ to them. I took it in stride and then publicly dumped his ass. He didn’t take it well and started getting extra brutal whenever we had a match.” A wistful smile slowly formed on Coraline’s face. “In a way it was the way he acted there and towards me that drove me out of fighting and into healing, and the very next level I began interning as a nurse in the hospital.”

Kerry chuckled. “Hence the beginning of Nurse Coraline.”

“For the rest of my time in school and once I came back.”

“Why did you come back?”

“Jessica got The Foundation to pull me out of medical school because the school doctor was killed during The Scouring and they needed someone to help the wounded.” She looked down and away for a moment. “He was the one I interned under, so I felt something of an obligation.”

“I can understand that.” Kerry gave the doctor a bit of as puzzled look. “But why did you call yourself Nurse Coraline for so long?”

“You can thank The Foundation for that.” She leaned her right elbow against the chair arm and set her cheek against her fist. “Because I was now the school doctor I had to do all my learning here and The Foundation used my ‘real live experience’, you might say, as credit toward going to a real medical school. Since I wasn’t really a doctor, I just told people to call me Nurse Coraline because that was my last title when I worked here.

“I finally received my medical degree in 2008, but I’d gotten so used to being addressed as a nurse I kept the old title. It was only last year that Mathilde told me if I didn’t start referring to myself as Doctor Gallagher, she was going to fire me and then rehire me so I’d be forced to call myself a doctor.” Coraline spread her arms slowly. “And now you know.”

Annie nodded. “Yes, we do.” With Coraline’s story out of the way she had another question pertaining to something that came up during her questioning of Kerry’s sexual history. “When you booked us into the Sea Sprite Inn, did you believe something would happen between Kerry and me?”

 

Now we’ve learned everything we can about Coraline’s first time.  Up next comes the story of when Annie and Kerry had a little relaxation time to themselves–no, not Kansas City, where they were probably under a bit of stress due to, you know, being out on an operation–and we’ll find out what happened there.

As soon as we discover who knew what would happen before it happened.

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Love Among the Witches: Closer to Romance

All my rest is coming to an end.  Tomorrow I start back on my practice schedule and likely do four in a row, which will test whether or not I really am rested up and I can continue pushing forward hard.  We’ll see where this goes.

Meanwhile there’s writing–and I did write today.  Almost eight hundred words in one shot and I didn’t even realize I’d gotten that far.  And I’ll likely get into more this afternoon–but right now it’s time to continue Coraline’s story and see where it’s going–

As if we didn’t know.

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

“Something did. I went to the Samhain Dance with friends and about a third of the way into it he came over and asked me to dance. We ended up sharing four dances, including a slow one, and he invited me to join a group of people who were going into Salem the next day—this day, as a matter of fact. It was him and me and three other people—two girls and a boy—and I remember he bought me a chocolate shake in the afternoon before we returned to the school. I thought it was a sweet, grand gesture at the time and make me like him even more.

“I let him know I was interested in him and he agreed there was an interest there as well on his side, so through November and December we dated, going out for weekend lunched and a movie now and then. We even went on a long walk along the River Charles in Boston, holding hands the entire time—” She gave both girls a bright smile. “I’m sure that’s something you know well.

“We went home for Yule and right after Christmas I received a letter from him. He told me he’d been thinking about me and missed me and all that, and every time I read the letter my heart melted. I felt like, you know, this guy was gonna be the one for me. Which, I learned from experience, is a bad way to think—

“So when we returned from Yule I let him know I was really interested in him and that I wanted to take out relationship further. I mean, I was a thirteen year old girl who had particular ideas about how an affair should proceed, so it wasn’t that hard to get me into the right mindset…

“The Friday night of the Polar Express, about forty-five minutes before the Midnight Madness, I took him to a storage room just north of the History and Arts Building. And we—” Coraline shrugged. “We did it.”

From the start of the story Annie knew this was going to be the logical conclusion. She only had one question— “What was it like for you?”

Coraline smirked. “The most forgettable fifteen seconds of my life.” Now she laughed as the memory returned in full. “Seriously: it was just read, set—and done.” She gave another little shrugged. “But what came after—”

 

And what did come after?

Well, I’m certain Coraline is gonna tell us what happened after once she has the chance–

Love Among the Witches: Remembrances of Feelings Past

Last night I stayed home and tried to edit video.  I say “tried” because my GoPro suite was being a real pain in the ass and it took me the better part of a couple of hours, perhaps three, to put together seventeen minutes of video.  Seriously, I was about to reboot the computer to see if that would help ’cause I was about to throw things around the apartment.

The seventeen minutes of video appears here.  This was one drill I did on Wednesday night, where I and others in my line ended up skating about 1.8 miles/3 kilometers during the seventeen minutes of weaving in and out and back and forth.  It really was a workout and if you watch the whole thing you’ll hear me breathing hard starting about half-way through.  The good thing is that two months ago I probably wouldn’t have finished the 43 laps we skated–yes, I counted–which means my endurance is up considerably.

So if you want to get tired just watching me and others do our drill, by all means, enjoy the video.

 

Now, in a world of imaginary witches…

We were promised a story, something Coraline was going to tell Annie and Kerry.  Something about when she was probably young–well, younger for sure.  So let’s get started on that story, ’cause she won’t be the only one talking in the end…

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

“When I was a C Level I was starting my second year with the coven Martial Team. Since you and I have the same birthday, Kerry, you know I spent nearly all my time being a thirteen year old girl fighting with people who were older than me. Even the other C Level on the team turned fourteen six days after we arrived at Salem to start the new school year, so I was always the youngest.

“Back then the teams weren’t a big deal, just like they are not. We had matches once a month on a Thursday night, five people on a team, and three people from each team went at each other in a round robin to figure out who scored the most points. Even though I was the youngest on the team I was a good fighter: I actually fought against Ramona, who attended school at the same time and was in Ceridwen. It’s how we became friends, because she saw that I was someone who took what we did seriously and I wasn’t looking to learn martial arts just so I could beat up people.

“There was a boy on our team. He was a D Level and he turned fifteen at the start of October, so technically he was two years older than me. He was a good fighter and he didn’t seem to be on the team because he was into hitting other people. But most of all, he was cute. At that time I was drawn to cute because I didn’t know any better, so you might say I was smitten by him. And I knew he noticed me because—” Coraline held up her hands and shrugged. “I wasn’t like all the other girls.”

Kerry giggled. “You were curvy.”

Coraline pointed at her as she winked. “Right in one. I was already ‘developed’ by the time I started as an A Level and if I was in street clothes I was often mistaken for an older student. Because of that I got noticed by a lot of boys—and that included one boy in particular.”

Annie gave a knowing nod. “The one on your team.”

“Exactly. By the time he turned fifteen I’d been on the team for almost a year, so he had plenty of opportunities to see me on and off the mat. It also helped that when I started on the team as a B Level, we shared the same floor, so there were more than a few times where we just bumped into each other. I didn’t say anything, but through October of that year it became obvious that he was watching me, just as I was watching him. We didn’t say much, but I could tell something was maybe going to happen.

 

There have been a few mentions of Coraline’s involvement in the Martial Teams, a.k.a. the Salem Fight Club, where people skilled in the arts now taught by Ramona get a chance to duke it out on Thursday nights.  We know that at some point Coraline’s involvement with her team soured her on beating people up and she turned to healing, first becoming an apprentice school nurse and then a doctor.  If face–and I and a few people know this–Coraline returned to the school in 2000 when she was pulled out of her then residency at a Normal facility to tend to those injured in the Salem Scouring because the then school doctor was among the victims of Deconstructors.  And just like that, “Nurse” Coraline went from “just helping out” to becoming the school’s Chief Medical Officer the following year–though it’d take her about a decade to ditch the nurse title.

Now we know: not only did Coraline and Ramona square off against each other–they both started and graduated at the same time–but there was a boy on Coraline’s team that she liked.  And she wanted him to like her back–

Which means there’s got to be more to this story–right?

Probably.

Talking Into the Past

The next scene has already begun, though I didn’t manage to get far into it as practice still digs into my normal life.  Since I’m done with it for the week, however, so there’s plenty of time to rest and rebuilt as well as getting in some writing.

Oh, but in case you are curious about what I was doing yesterday, here’s a video clip of me hitting people in a line, then wiping out, getting tripped over, and having to do it all again.  Yeah, that’s how it goes.

 

I made a comment a couple of days ago that I knew well what happened to Annie and Kerry during their first stay at the Sea Sprite Inn because Annie and Kerry told me.  While that’s not exactly true–I mean, Annie and Kerry aren’t real people so they can’t talk to–I had the next best thing happen:

I heard from the real Annie and Kerry.

Allow me to explain.

When the story of these two were bring put together for a role play back in early 2011, the woman who created Annie and I spent a lot of time talking about what they liked, what they disliked, what they hated, and what they loved.  This last was an important point for Annie’s creator, who saw Annie as a worldly girl, intelligent and well-traveled, who always knew what she wanted and worked hard to achieve her objectives.  This is how I know that Annie was going to end up with Kerry no matter what, because as her creator would say, Annie “has her eyes on the prize, and the prize if the Ginger Hair Boy.”

Annie’s creator was also the person who ventured the opinion that Annie would not only mature faster than Kerry–something else we’ve seen–but she would become a bit more adventurous when it came to–shall we say sexual experimentation.  The Real Annie was the one who put forward the notion that Annie would consider intercourse sex and all the rest of that stuff that Coraline referred to as “sexual activities” as nothing but “fun”.

I agreed with The Real Annie, because she’d been in the girl’s head for a long time–about a year by the time we got around to discussing some of these subjects–and everything she said made a lot of sense.  The Real Annie also felt that when the time came Annie would likely do something that would see her making–shall we say “overtures” towards Kerry, and from there they’d find themselves having–

Fun?

Since I’m the sort of person who does the plotting I wondered where Annie would do something like that and when.  The when was easy: I figured she’d made a move on Kerry before they departed for summer holiday.  But, she’d only do such a thing if there was a certain amount of privacy involved, because knowing Annie she’d want to be able to work up the proper amount of romance in the event.  The Real Annie agreed, as romance is high among those things she loves.  She likely wouldn’t do something at school until she knew they could get away with it and they probably wouldn’t do it in Boston while waiting to return home.

And that’s when I created the Sea Sprite Inn.

Now that we had a time and place, it was just a matter of working out the details–

And work them out we did.

The Real Annie and I spent an entire evening figuring out, in detail, what happened that night in Salem.  Who started what, what happened during, and how it ended.  The Real Annie was quite certain that Annie wouldn’t show the slightest shame in getting intimate with the boy who would one day become her husband, and I was certain Kerry would start out nervous but eventually settle down and show Annie the attention she desired.

In that night we figured out their night.  I remember it well because not only was it memorable, but we wrote it down.  I still have the dialog all saved off on my computer, so reviewing it isn’t a problem, but there’s no need to do that because, as pointed out, the event was memorable.  Like Kerry said, you don’t forget your first time.

And I can’t speak for The Real Annie, but The Real Kerry hasn’t forgotten it either.A

Learning the Secrets: We’re Not Bovvered

Today has been a strange day for one of many reasons.  Nothing to go into at the moment: in fact, there may be nothing at all.  In the meantime–

Things are the same at Salem, only now Kerry is getting some words of support–first from Annie and then from the only other person in the room:

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

“That’s because I’m not bothered by any of the things you told Coraline. What we did was done privately and involved no one else. And as far as I’m concerned, I’m still going to do those things.” Annie hugged Kerry tight. “There’s nothing you admitted to for which we should feel ashamed.”

“She’s right, you know.” Coraline returned with two full glasses, one in each hand. “I know you guys like tomato juice so I had some sent up.” She handed them over and returned to her chair. “What you both need to know is that no one here—at least the staff and administrators—are ever gonna judge you. We have far more important things to worry about than which student are engaged in sexual activities with others.

“The truth is about eighty percent of A Levels have their first sexual experience inside these walls. That experience may only be masturbation—like what happened to you both—but it’s still a sexual experience. And by the time they’ve finished their B Levels, that total rises to about ninety-nine point five percent—with about thirty percent of B Levels moving beyond self-pleasure.”

Kerry took a long sip of her tomato juice and set it aside. “I didn’t know.”

 

It’s been stated time and again, but let’s do it once more for the cheap seats…  Witches Mature Fast.  They age slowly due to magical energy, but that same energy forces changes to them that see some physical changes occurring earlier than might happen with Normal kids.  And being sexually aware and, yes, even active, can be one of those changes.

If what Coraline says is true, probably more than a third of Annie’s and Kerry’s level mates are about where they are sexually, or even beyond, as Kerry indicated they haven’t had intercourse.  And since most of the kids are now fourteen, they probably started kicking it into gear when they were twelve or thirteen–pretty much like Annie and Kerry.

Coraline opens up just a little more on the subject, since they are the only people in the room:

 

“Of course you didn’t. That’s because sexual activity here is kept private as much as possible. I mean, there’s hundreds of places student can sneak off to so they can enjoy a few shenanigans.” After everyone had a chuckle Coraline continued. “We know it’s impossible to keep late tweeners and teenagers from having sexual relationships if they want, so we don’t try to stop them. In the past The Foundation has tried both draconian measure and manipulation of hormones to keep that from happening, but both were disasters. If you monitor students day and night to make certain they aren’t getting busy, you have to be willing to go after them at all hours of the day and night to keep it from happening, and that’s a pain in the ass.

“Other times magic was used to manipulate hormones in an attempt to curtail student’s sexual urges, but that resulted in issues developing with the physical development of the students, and that’s not a good thing. In a few instances it actually led to the deaths of students, which meant The Foundation had to put a stop to that process.

“Today our focus is making certain that if people are involved in sexual activity, that’s it’s healthy and it’s consensual. If either of those rules are broken, we step in and fix things.” Coraline looked away as she snorted. “The last thing I want to see is the witches leaving school having the same degree of sexual hangups that you find among Normal kids their age.”

Given the things Annie and she had already done, Kerry didn’t see either of them leaving school with a hangup of that nature. “That’s a good thing. Can I ask a question?”

Coraline crossed her legs. “Sure.”

“You said you knew from personal experience what your first time’s like. Did that happened here?”

Coraline shifted her gaze slightly downward for a few seconds, then looked up and focused on Kerry. “Let me tell you about that…”

 

So we are going to hear a rather personal story from Coraline, and no surprises here, this is going to lead into a tale of first times for Annie and Kerry.  As indicated, they’re talk a little about their first night in the Sea Sprite Inn–

And I know about this because Annie and Kerry told me what happened six years ago…

Learning the Secrets: Getting It Out

Yesterday we learned that Annie and Kerry have been–well, it seems they aren’t quite the chaste kids people thought they were.  We don’t know exactly what they’ve been up to–

But we’re about to find out.

That’s because The Foundation, in all their inquisitive wisdom, want the lowdown of all of Kerry’s escapades.  She doesn’t want to give it, so Coraline has to do a bit of explaining:

 

(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017 by Cassidy Frazee)

 

“Because they want to know everything.” Coraline set the tablet aside. “I’ve already explained this: since you’re the first they want to gather all the information they can on you during your development. Though it doesn’t seem like it is, this is unobtrusive: they could have put visual monitoring on you 24/7, or do so for the next six months—”

“When I have to do this again.”

“When both of you do this again.”

She looked down as she shook her head. “For how long?”

“I’m no sure: eight years, maybe ten.” Coraline leaned forward. “And after that you’ll likely have an annual medical examination, though if you become a Guardian that’s going to happen anyway.”

Kerry said nothing for a few seconds, then brought a hand slowly to her chest to touch the still-glowing medical monitor. “They could figure out what we’ve done through our medical data, couldn’t they?”

It wasn’t necessary for Coraline to ask who else Kerry was speaking of when he said “we’ve”: she already knew. “They could. The Foundation has collected extensive medical data from both Annie and you for the last seven months. They’d likely put a few people—”

“You mean a team.”

“Okay, then: a team. They’d put a team together and go through your data and probably figure out with good certainty what you’ve both been up to.” She tapped the tablet. “Or, you could just answer the questions and no one will care.”

Once again Kerry glanced at Annie, only this time she was the one to squeeze Annie’s hand. “Screw it—” Kerry sat back in the love seat and folded her right leg under her left. “Ask away.”

 

Like it or not, Annie and Kerry have been feeding data to The Foundation ever since their medical monitors were installed, and it would be probably a simple task to go through everything and figure out just what was happening when.  It’s not quite the same as having someone Far Sight you day and night, but if The Foundation wanted to get shitty about this, they could make them wear the monitors for another six months, just to get their baseline data correct.

And that’s something I’d guess neither kid wants.

So Kerry figures she’s got nothing to lose and decides to answer questions. And what do they show?

 

Coraline began asking the questions concerning individual acts. She had somewhat expect Kerry to be evasive concerning what Annie and she—or, at the time, he—did together when in private, but instead she answered the first two questions—on manual and oral stimulation—straight forwardly, although she refused to make eye contact with Coraline when admitting to performing oral stimulation on another person.

There was a definite “No” when asked about doing any form of anal stimulation, which Coraline didn’t find surprising. That led to the last question— “Have you ever engaged in copulation?”

Kerry shook her head. “No.”

Coraline tapped in the answer before setting her tablet aside. “And that’s it: that’s the last question.” She got up. “I’ll be right back.”

Kerry waited until Coraline was on the other side of the privacy barrier before releasing a long, loud sigh. “Shit.”

Annie pulled her closer. “What’s wrong, my love?”

“Oh, nothing.” Kerry snuggled into Annie and held on to her right hand draped over her shoulder. “Why should I be bothered by having told Coraline every freakin’ thing we’ve done sexually for the last year and a half?”

“My love, look at me.” Kerry twisted her head and looked up into Annie’s soft, loving face. “Do I appeared bothered?”

Kerry half-closed her eyes as a slight grin appeared. “No, you don’t look bovvered.”

 

First off, while I know the answers to all these questions asked, I figured a while back that giving a blow-by-blow retelling of everything–no pun intended, by the way–would likely be a little too much.  Reading between the lines is enough and discerning viewers will figure out what sort of wink-wink, nudge-nudge my kids have done.

And while Kerry is a bit bothered by the admission, Annie gives zero shits about her sexual history being divulged.  Because that’s the way Annie is: from her point of view she’s done nothing wrong, so why act ashamed?  She grew up in a family of witches where admissions of love, touches of affection, and kissing were the norm, and in one instance where Annie was certain her mother heard her masturbating, Pavlina said and did nothing afterwords.  Why?  Probably because she knew it was none of her business.

This doesn’t mean her family would be completely happy to learn about these events, but just like with Coraline, Annie wouldn’t care. Her body, her pleasure, and as long as she uses good judgement why should her parents fret?

Now what is Coraline gonna say after this?  You’ll find out tomorrow.  And that conversation will lead to–

Oh, another scene?

 

Yeah, another.  And if the title is to be believed, we may just discover what happened at The Sea Sprite back at the end of the A Levels…

Learning the Secrets: Opening Up

I’m going to start out by saying this excerpt is going to make people uncomfortable.  I should know: I was uncomfortable writing it even though I’ve known for a long time it needed writing.  Because if you remember the last question Coraline asked a few days ago, you know where this is headed–

Like I’ve said time and again I know my kids inside and out–not only do I know them, but someone else has as well and when the time comes I’ll explain what that means.  Needless to say this is going to answer one or two questions, while likely opening up a few more.

Let’s not drag it out any more: let’s return to where we were a few days ago…

 

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