Mini-Interlude 16 – Nevada

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The following is a commissioned mini-interlude focusing on the staff (specifically, Nevada) both before and after dealing with the Fomorian situation back at Thanksgiving. 

The soothing sound of Dick Haymes’s classic rendition of Buddy Kaye and Ted Mossman’s 1945 song ‘Til The End Of Time’ filled the almost-empty Stranger Truths classroom while Nevada lay on her back underneath a motorcycle that was parked just in front of her desk. An open and clearly thoroughly used toolbox lay beside the buxom blonde, and her grease-covered hands were busily working at the bike’s half-assembled engine before she noticed the arrival of a newcomer.

“I’m surprised that you can stomach listening to this kind of music,” Risa Kohaku announced from her place near the doorway. “Wasn’t this the…” She paused, stepping into the room before closing it behind her. Still, before continuing, the security chief went through half a dozen procedures to ensure their privacy. Finally, she finished her thought. “Wasn’t this the kind of music your old Master used to enjoy while you were still… in his employ?”

Pushing herself back before standing up, Nevada smiled reflexively. It was an old defensive measure she’d learned to deal with uncomfortable or upsetting memories. “You mean when I was a Djinn,” she replied flatly while waving her hand. A minor telekinetic touch shut off the music, leaving the room much quieter.

Wincing just a little at her directness, Risa nodded. “I would have thought that his preference for that music would have turned you away from it. Especially given his… proclivities while listening to it.”

Picking up a nearby wrench just to have something to squeeze, Nevada shook her head. “Not like it’s the music’s fault. Besides, he preferred the Perry Como version of the song. Something about Como being a natural born American while Hayes was from Argentina. Which was pretty funny considering dear old Master wasn’t even born on this planet, let alone America.”

“Sorry,” Risa murmured apologetically. “I know you don’t like to think about those times.”

Nevada shrugged. Her mouth opened to ask what the woman was doing there, but before she could say anything more, the door behind Risa opened abruptly, and Virginia Dare appeared.

“Felicity and Koren,” she announced. “They’re in trouble.”

“What kind of–” Risa started.

“Fomorian trouble,” Virginia interrupted. The tension and fear in her expression and voice were far more plain than Nevada remembered seeing them ever before. “There’s a Fomorian at Koren’s house.”

Those words instantly drained all the amusement and casual atmosphere from the room. Nevada dropped the wrench she had been squeezing so tightly and was already halfway to the doorway by the time Risa caught up with her. The security chief was paler than usual, her expression set in a grim line.

No one joked about the Fomorians. Not after what had happened during the last major altercation with them, including the loss of Desoto.

“Gaia?” Risa spoke tersely as the three of them emerged into the corridor.

“Still busy with the Committee,” Virginia replied, her own voice just as tense. “Ulysses is prepping the portal.”

She explained everything that had been in the message from Flick as they made their way through the hall. Their destination wasn’t the Pathmaker, but the enormous mirrors in the main corridor. As promised, Ulysses Katarin was already there, performing the opening enchantment on the mirror that would connect them to Koren’s house.

“Can’t put it inside,” the big man explained without looking up as the women approached. “Fomorian shit’s already blocking it. The closest I can get is the sidewalk at the front.”

“Do it,” Virginia prompted, her face tight with worry. “Deveron Adams and Wyatt are there too, but..” She paused, shaking her head. “We need to be there, now. Before now. Yesterday, if time traveling back into time you’ve already experienced wasn’t out of the question.”

Ulysses was already nodding, throwing the last bit of magic into the mirror before he stepped back. “Hope we can break that blood shield the Fomorian threw up. Cuz the last time I had to deal with one of those, it took a god damn hour to knock it down, and that was with nine of us.”

“We have a secret weapon,” Virginia reminded him before stepping through the mirror.

“Wyatt,” Ulysses finished for the woman, smiling mirthlessly. “Let’s hope the guy’s as good as Gaia says he is.”

Then they were through the portal, emerging through a simple wooden door that had appeared in the middle of the sidewalk. Across the street, an elderly woman walking her dog gave them a wave, and Nevada briefly wondered what exactly the woman had seen. What had the Bystander Effect turned the four of them stepping through a door that had no business being in the middle of sidewalk into? Maybe she saw them stepping out of a van?

Regardless, they had more important things to focus on. Wyatt was there. His wide-eyed gaze snapped around, focusing on them. “Felicity,” he blurted, “Koren, they–”

“We know,” Virginia interrupted before the man could start rambling. “How long will it take you to bring down the shield, Wyatt?”

Not, ‘can you bring it down’, Nevada noticed. For Virginia, it wasn’t even a question of whether the man could pull it off or not. She simply wanted to know how long it would take him to do it.

Swallowing hard, an act that sent his pronounced Adam’s apple bobbing, Wyatt nodded. “I can. I can do it. I’ve been examining the spell, and–”

“Details later, Wyatt,” Risa reminded him. “Right now, focus on smashing that spell down as soon as–”

“No,” Dare corrected her while shaking her head. “Don’t smash it down. He’ll know we’re coming. Wyatt, we need you to get the spell as close as you can to going down without alerting the Fomorian about what’s happening. Can you do that?”

Again, the nervous man fidgeted and seemed to hesitate before nodding. “Um, maybe. Yeah. I mean, normally I’d have to put my own power into it as I went. But if I leave most of the power out of it and just shape the spell, it might work. But I can’t put enough power in fast enough by myself. After I—umm, shape it, we all have to put power into the spell at the same time if you want it to go down fast.”

“Then that’s what we’ll do,” Risa decided, laying a hand on her subordinate’s shoulder. “Be fast, Wyatt. The Fomorian cannot escape. Not with what it already knows.”

“Funny,” a new voice spoke up from the darkness as the man in the green suit came into view. “I would’ve thought that your first words would’ve been, ‘he can’t be allowed to hurt our students.’”

“It’s implied, Seller,” Risa snapped at the man from Eden’s Garden. “What are you doing here?”

It was Dare who answered. “He’s helping. Flick obviously called for his aid. Which is good. I don’t know about you, but I’d rather have all the help we can get to deal with a Fomorian who managed to survive the war and escaped being banished. He’s gone unnoticed this entire time. We can’t just let the ridiculous Garden/Crossroads division matter right now.”

Seller gave a brief bow. “Yes,” he murmured in agreement. “Besides, regardless of where they happen to attend school, I prefer not to leave my more promising descendants in danger. Particularly from a Fomorian.”

Nevada’s head snapped around at that, and she felt her own surprise jump. Her mouth opened to question what he meant,but she stopped herself. She had to focus on what was happening, not get distracted. Even if it was an announcement like that. Because if he was related to Flick, that meant that he was related to… Oh.

Virginia stepped away to use a telepathy power to contact Deveron on the inside to let him know what was going on. She also used the same mental discussion to get a report from the boy about the full situation inside.

Deveron. According to Gaia after a discussion the woman had had with the boy, he was the one who had originally recruited Nevada to join the school. He was the one who convinced her to turn herself into a human, and then a Heretic. After, of course, she had altered the Edge to allow hybrid students.

Before then, Nevada had simply… not really thought about who had recruited her. That was the power of the spell that had been used. Even though she’d clearly thought about the fact that she’d been recruited by a Heretic, she simply hadn’t thought about who it had been. And nothing about the fact that she couldn’t remember who he was, this man who had changed her life so much, had actually struck her as odd.

Magic scared her sometimes. And the fact that it frightened even her, a former Djinn, said… well, it said a lot. And at some point, she was going to have to have a discussion with Deveron about everything that she couldn’t remember.

Soon. She’d talk to him soon.

Meanwhile, Risa and Seller took a moment to put aside their initial hostility and talked about exactly what they were going to do once the spell went down. Then the Eden’s Garden Heretic stepped away to do something of his own that would apparently mask his own presence from the shield.

Of course, since he was apparently related to Flick and Koren, the spell would let him through anyway. But it would also alert the Fomorian to his arrival, so the man was doing something that would hide him from the spell once he passed through it.

Eventually, they were ready. Seller gave a quick salute before moving through the spell to cause a distraction. The man had enchanted a couple of stones, placing one in his pocket while leaving the other with Nevada and the others so that they could all hear what was going on.

“Tell me you’re ready, Wyatt,” Virginia urged, clearly not wanting to wait any longer.

“Ready,” the man confirmed.

Dare sent the message through to Seller, and the rest of them took a moment to gather their energy for the last push to break the blood shield. Meanwhile, they listened as the emerald-suited man announced his arrival to interrupt the Fomorian, who was apparently trying to convince Flick or Koren to choose which of them would go with him. Nevada tightened her fist, snarling under her breath while focusing on her own power.

Then Seller’s voice announced that if Dare was going to do it, she should do it right then. And on cue, Nevada, Ulysses, Risa, and Virginia all helped Wyatt by pouring their power into the spell that the enchantment expert had created. The invisible wall vanished, and they were through. Through and ready to make sure the Fomorian didn’t escape, and never hurt one of their students again.

******

“Where are they?” The booming demand came from the doorway that led into Koren’s house, and Nevada looked up from her slumped over position to find Gabriel Ruthers standing there, flanked by Gaia.

“The Fomorian, Chambers, and Fellows,” the man demanded before Nevada or any of the other exhausted and clearly bloodied figures could respond. “Where are they? If you let them escape–”

“Felicity and Koren are fine,” Virginia snapped. The woman was busy holding her hand tight against a deep wound in her own stomach until it could heal. “Physically, anyway. And the Fomorian’s body is in there.” She nodded over her shoulder to the kitchen. “He’s dead. But he got off a message. We’re not sure what it said, but… probably too much.”

“If they’re fine, then where are they?” Ruthers’s voice was dark.

“Eden’s Garden,” Risa answered without looking toward the man. The woman’s vision would take awhile to return after the fog that the Fomorian had released into her face had eaten away most of her eyes. “Koren’s mother was… critically injured. They took her to Eden’s Garden to have her turned into a Heretic so that–”

What?!” Ruthers’s voice turned into a bellow. His fury was palpable. “You allowed them to—what kind of failur–”

“Gabriel,” Gaia snapped. “Leave. The situation is handled. You and I can discuss it further later.”

At first, Nevada thought the man was going to blow his gasket and start screaming at Gaia right there. His face reddened and he glared at the woman for a few seconds before taking a visible breath. “You, I, and the rest of the Committee. We will all discuss this. And everything else.”

“I can’t possibly contain my excitement at the prospect, Gabriel.” Gaia replied flatly. “Now leave, and let me attend to my staff. There’s clearly no need for your presence here.”

“We’ll see where my presence is required, Gaia,” the man retorted.

“We will most certainly see.”

Then the man was gone, just as abruptly as he had arrived. Gaia let out a visible breath before stepping further into the building. Her attention was on the rest of them, her voice soft. “Are all of you all right?”

“We’ll be okay,” Ulysses replied for them, shifting his half-mangled form with a grunt. “Can’t say that tangling with a Fomorian is any more fun than it used to be, though.”

“No, I can’t imagine it would be,” Gaia murmured before stepping over to lay a hand on Nevada’s arm. “I’m going to discuss things with Seller, and find out how the others are. Tristan was pulled along with Felicity’s travel to Eden’s Garden.” She paused briefly. “And so was Roxanne.”

“Pittman?” Ulysses blurted. “How—oh damn it, she was touching him, wasn’t she?”

“They were surfing,” Gaia confirmed. “Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to reach them in time to prevent it. And now… now I fear what might have happened if she wasn’t pulled the entire distance. If she–” The woman stopped, obviously not wanting to put voice to the fear.

“Go,” Virginia urged. “Make sure they’re okay.”

“I have to ask,” Gaia started first, focusing on Nevada. “You… you were the one who killed him, weren’t you?”

Nevada nodded. “Yeah. Well, we all killed him, but that last hit, that was me.”

“And did you… gain anything from it?” the headmistress asked carefully.

Risa interrupted. “Why would you even have to ask that? Heretics don’t get powers from killing Fomorians. That’s one of the things that makes them such a pain in the ass. We all know that.”

“Normally, yes,” Gaia confirmed. “But I thought perhaps… Nevada’s uniqueness would be different.”

“You mean the fact that I used to be a Djinn, and that it’s magic that made me human,” Nevada realized before shaking her head. “No. No, I didn’t get anything from it. At least, I don’t think I did. I don’t feel any different.”

Gaia met her gaze intently for a few seconds before nodding. “If that changes… tell me. If our hybrids are going to react to Fomorian kills any differently than a normal Heretic, we need to know about it.

“The last thing we need, at this point, is another surprise.”

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  1. And there’s your most recent mini-interlude, guys and girls! A little flashback to see what happened before and after the Fomorian altercation. Hope you enjoyed seeing that from Nevada’s point of view, and seeing how the staff interacted without Flick around. We should be seeing more of that eventually, with any luck. 😉 Thanks, of course, go to WickedTruth for commissioning this and the previous interlude.

    Today’s tags are: And Gaia Went The Rest Of The Year Neeeeeever Being Surprised By Anything Again. Theeeeeee End…. Of My Ability To Say That With A Straight Face., Gabriel Ruthers, Gaia Sinclaire, If A Single Fomorian Hurt Several Adult Heretics That Much – I’d Really Prefer To Never See A Full-Scale Invasion., Nevada, Professor Katarin, Professor Kohaku, Seller, Virginia Dare, Wyatt Rendell

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  2. Okay, thoughts.

    Nevada is still one of the Best Girls, as it to be expected. The image of her fixing a motorcycle reminds me of Murphy even more than the badass adorable blonde thing.

    That tag about a full-scale Fomorian invasion practically guarantees that it’s going to happen (as if there was ever any doubt of that in the first place).

    The fact that Ruthers was there so quickly after hearing about the attack makes me suspect things about the next time he’ll show up in the story.

    Where was Deveron during that last scene? I was looking forward to see him interact with the teachers without pretense.

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    1. Also, I keep underestimating Gaia’s position within Crossroads society if she can get away with talking like that to one of the head honchos.

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    2. Where was Deveron during that last scene? I was looking forward to see him interact with the teachers without pretense.

      Honestly, so was I. But it would’ve stretched the chapter out by another thousand words. So I compromised by including the bit from Nevada about talking to him later to set up another scene where we could see that.

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  3. I have stopped reading somewhere after the end of the first encounter with Ammon to build up some buffer to binge. I was at home sick for the last three days and this story was a great distraction, thanks.

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  4. Nice to see a bit more from Nevada’s perspective and … interesting to see some more of Ruthers. Does Nevada have a motorbike stored away in her bracelet, by any chance?

    I know this doesn’t have much to do with this Minilude, but I have a theory about who the mole is that’s after Avalon. Okay, even calling it a theory would be lending it too much credibility, but way back in their first magic class, the demonstration that Carfried used was to create a portal and use it to take an apple from an orchard. And he’s filling in for Tangle. It seems even flimsier now that I look at it written down like this 😦 but I was thinking about possible foreshadowing and started looking for apples mentioned in the early story-arcs. I’m almost certainly wrong, Carfried had only just graduated, so I can’t imagine he’d have the necessary strength to take out Pericles. Except that Heretics can possess Seosten possession powers… but down that path lies naught but paranoia.

    Slightly more relevant to this minilude, it seems that the mirror/door used by Flick to come to Crossroads in the first place is distinct from the Pathmaker, but back in the first arc (1-06 to be exact) Sands and Scout state that the portals the Bystander-Kin used came from the Pathmaker. Were they mistaken, did Flick come by a different method, was Katarin actually using some other function of the Pathmaker in this chapter or am I completely misreading things?

    Also, it makes sense that the Fomor would have taken precautions to ensure that their creations couldn’t assume the powers of their creators. And Gaia once again proves sufficiently genre-savvy to suspect that ‘odd-case’ Heretics, e.g. half-breeds and former Alters might be able to get around that restriction.

    And for anyone who doesn’t follow the SpaceBattles thread, Cerulean implied a while back that there were half-Reapers infiltrating Crossorads as students and that they were very good at blending in. (Exact quote was “And half-Reapers, well they’re quite good at blending in. Especially when they’re playing students at an academy dedicated to hunting things like them. “)

    And, apparently, Nevada’s theriangelos takes the form of an elephant, if I was reading that right. Did I?

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    1. You’re not alone tearless, I think Carfried is the mole too.

      I haven’t said anything publicly because I’m a selfish, greedy jerk who was trying to hog the reward for myself, but now that you’ve also guessed him…

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    2. Does Nevada have a motorbike stored away in her bracelet, by any chance?

      I wouldn’t put it past her.

      I know this doesn’t have much to do with this Minilude, but I have a theory about who the mole is that’s after Avalon. Okay, even calling it a theory would be lending it too much credibility, but way back in their first magic class, the demonstration that Carfried used was to create a portal and use it to take an apple from an orchard. And he’s filling in for Tangle. It seems even flimsier now that I look at it written down like this 😦 but I was thinking about possible foreshadowing and started looking for apples mentioned in the early story-arcs. I’m almost certainly wrong, Carfried had only just graduated, so I can’t imagine he’d have the necessary strength to take out Pericles. Except that Heretics can possess Seosten possession powers… but down that path lies naught but paranoia.

      Interesting thought.

      Slightly more relevant to this minilude, it seems that the mirror/door used by Flick to come to Crossroads in the first place is distinct from the Pathmaker, but back in the first arc (1-06 to be exact) Sands and Scout state that the portals the Bystander-Kin used came from the Pathmaker. Were they mistaken, did Flick come by a different method, was Katarin actually using some other function of the Pathmaker in this chapter or am I completely misreading things?

      Katarin basically linked the mirror to the Pathmaker to make the portal. Kind of like a backdoor. But yes, it is a somewhat different method that Dare used deliberately when she picked up Flick. Probably more details on that later.

      And, apparently, Nevada’s theriangelos takes the form of an elephant, if I was reading that right. Did I?

      You did.

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  5. Question- was Nevada’s former master a Formorian, and because of that, she some some really nasty crap before Deveron freed her?

    Looks like several people in Gaia’s reformist faction, in addition to being aware of whom Wyatt’s related to, are also aware of who Nevada & Deveron really are- makes one wonder about who else might be aware of Nevada or Deveron’s history.

    And speaking about Nevada & Deveron, sounds like either whatever he did in freeing her from her former master, convincing her to make herself human, & altering the Edge had some memory-altering effects, or did the memory spell used to suppress the rebellion have some splash-on effects that effected her memories of whatever happened there?

    Also says a lot about Ruthers’ sense of priorities, when his reaction to what happened at Koren’s house when the Formorian attacked was to flip his shit that Abigail was made into a Heretic by Seller to give her life-saving healing, and will be associated with the faction he doesn’t really care for.

    If A Single Fomorian Hurt Several Adult Heretics That Much – I’d Really Prefer To Never See A Full-Scale Invasion.

    Uh, yeah- and considering that those four are probably towards the high end for Heretics… o_O

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    1. Question- was Nevada’s former master a Formorian, and because of that, she some some really nasty crap before Deveron freed her?

      Good question. Damn me being vague.

      And speaking about Nevada & Deveron, sounds like either whatever he did in freeing her from her former master, convincing her to make herself human, & altering the Edge had some memory-altering effects, or did the memory spell used to suppress the rebellion have some splash-on effects that effected her memories of whatever happened there?

      Deveron’s allies erasing him from everyone’s memory for his infiltration to find his kids also erased him from Nevada’s.

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  6. I have a theory about the theory of a possible Fomorian invasion. The female Atherby ancestor that whose identity was sacrificed along with the life of her husband to power the Fomorian banishment. With the possible exceptions of Jocelyn, Wyatt and Ammon (if that little monster counts) a *ton* of new Atherbys have recently learned about the details of the Fomorian Banishment. Then those Atherbys busily sorted out their connections to each other. While they lack the personal details concerning the identity-sacrificed female Atherby that’s their ancestor, their actions could be described as “Bringing her sacrificed/suppressed identity partially into focus.”

    On its own what’s happened so far doesn’t seem like it’d be a major threat to the Banishment spell. All this family digging could unintentionally begin the dice-rolling weakening of the spell that Cerulean described if taken far enough. Given the Atherby family’s desire to fill in blanks in each others lives due to the long-sundered nature of the family and a seeming majority opinion to (quietly) combat the Memosyne spell that erased Jocelyn…yeah. The Banishment has more than just the one obvious fault line the now-dead Fomorian was seeking to exploit.

    All of which was likely obvious to many, but thought it bore mentioning.

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  7. Ah, Ruthers. Such an enjoyable fellow to be around isn’t he? /sarcasm
    He was definitely spoiling for a fight or confrontation of some sort. How bothersome.

    ““Felicity and Koren are fine,” Virginia snapped. The woman was busy holding her hand tight against a deep wound in her own stomach until it could heal. “Physically, anyway. And the Fomorian’s body is in there.” She nodded over her shoulder to the kitchen. “He’s dead. But he got off a message. We’re not sure what it said, but… probably too much.””
    ““We’ll be okay,” Ulysses replied for them, shifting his half-mangled form with a grunt. “Can’t say that tangling with a Fomorian is any more fun than it used to be, though.””
    Me: Hm. A reminder that Fomorians are quite the threat, if just one managed to deal out that much damage against a numerically far superior force of potent Heretics.

    I also found that little look into some small slice of Nevada’s past to be intriguing. Nice Interlude.

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  8. What is tearlessnevermore talking about with the elephant? I’m not seeing nay mention of that here. I’m guessing that’s a Space Battles thing? I probably should be following the comments there but… it;s probably a lot of comments to read and I’m just too lazy for that.

    Anyways, this chapter isn’t showing up in the main index and neither does it have a “Next Chapter” link at the top of the page in the previous chapter.

    I am not surprised that Fomorians give nothing for being killed nor that Gaia thought a hybrid might get around that nor the fact that that idea did not pan out. I’m rather sure though the restriction of “Reaper-Heretics get nothing from Fomorians” comes from the human side so no mater what you mix in you’ll not overcome that. Having said that if you have someone who’s not human at the base… .

    Not really much more to saw on this one right now. Onto the next one.

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    1. What is tearlessnevermore talking about with the elephant? I’m not seeing nay mention of that here. I’m guessing that’s a Space Battles thing? I probably should be following the comments there but… it;s probably a lot of comments to read and I’m just too lazy for that.

      It’s an SB thing. The animal messenger spell was being discussed, and the conversation went like:

      The squid of giants:

      Can Flick change the size of her fox by changing the size of the wood or the amount of energy put into it? Cause an Avanck-sized fox would be fun.

      Cerulean:

      Nope, the animal size is always the same. Regardless of the size of the wood used, it creates an appropriately sized animal that matches the size the animal should be. Just the way the Theriangelos spell works.

      Jcogginsa

      So, theoretically, someone using the technique could toss a piece of wood in the air, use the spell, and drop an elephant on someone

      Cerulean:

      Theoretically schmeoretically, it’s literally happened.

      Shawn

      And the award for Nocen/Pro-Ruthers Heretic Kill of the Week goes to: Perpetrator of Operation: Dumbo Drop 😉

      Cerulean:

      That would be Nevada.

      And, you know, it’s not that hard to follow the conversation over on SB if you just start with the most recent update. You don’t have to go through the whole thing.

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      1. Death by magical elephant. I really hope her elephant is pink.

        As for following the conversation over on SpaceBattles: I’ve seen some of the various comment threads for stories and I barely have enough time to read the story proper, no way I’m going to be able to keep up with the amount of comments produced there. And I’m the sort of guy that if I start reading any comments at all I’ve got to finish reading all of the comments so I tend to not read any because of that. At least here the number of comments is small enough to keep relative track of.

        Maybe after I get over my Worm fan-fiction addiction-binge and have some free time (hah!) I’ll play catch-up on the comments.
        Some day.
        Maybe.

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    2. Anyways, this chapter isn’t showing up in the main index and neither does it have a “Next Chapter” link at the top of the page in the previous chapter.

      Oops, thanks! That’s fixed now.

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