If I knew either of those series, maybe. I do like the 'hired as mage assistant' angle, and plan to use it eventually. It's a bit more refined than my nebulous plans were.
Huh. And here I thought I'd massively screwed that up. That segment will get less editing for SB, then. ^^
It wouldn't be a piggy-back ride. That wouldn't suit Cinque. No, by that time I'd be in the late teens/early twenties, and she'd be using me as mobile high ground. *Clearly* a different thing.Oh, and of course I'd be carrying her bear. Who else would be tall enough, and have long enough arms?
Work decided to kick my rear end today, so my writing didn't go too well. On the good side, I'm no longer a temp. On the other hand, my boss was gone, and some major IT catastrophes decided to occur. This is why I have buffer.
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"Surprised? I could see the disk rip through the rest of the target. What else could it be?" Sein's fingers tapped against the armor on my torso. "The second one was a little bit more complex... you broke the stand, right?"
I couldn't help but nod. Sein laughed; a remarkably pleasant sound, especially from where I was. "Looks like you're pretty good at making things fall down. What's the problem?"
I sighed, shrinking Mal back to his base form, and reached back to give Sein a clumsy reverse hug. "That's exactly it; I'm good at making things fall down. If I can shoot it, I can slam it into the ground... but that's all I've figured out how to do. There's more to what I can do with this- I know it!- but I'm having problems figuring out how to do it."
She lifted her head, resting it on my shoulder instead of my head, and gave me a hug. "You'll figure it out sooner or later- I know it! You figured out how to make things fall harder; you'll figure out-"
I reached back, and put a finger on her lips. "Hold that thought. What did you say?"
Sein didn't say anything for a few seconds. Finally, she bonked my head with hers, making muffled sounds like she was gagged, and I remembered to move my finger. "Better! I said that you'd figure it out sooner or-"
I put my finger back on Sein's lips. "Not that part. After that."
Before I could move my finger, I felt a sudden pain in it. Looking over, I saw Sein had leaned her head forward and bit me! She saw me looking at her, stuck out her tongue, and finally started talking. "Well, after that, I was saying that you'd figured out how to make things fall harder easily enough, but I don't see how that's relevant."
By this point, I was grinning madly. I leapt out of Sein's arms, turned around, and hugged her myself. "Don't you see? That's the answer! I haven't been creating gravity- I've just been making it stronger! That's why all my other ideas weren't working- I need to figure out how to create my own gravity, and then I can make things fall in any direction I want!"
I leaned up, and planted a kiss on Sein's forehead. "You're a genius, little sis!" Before she could respond, I ran out of the room.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.
Huh. And here I thought I'd massively screwed that up. That segment will get less editing for SB, then. ^^
It wouldn't be a piggy-back ride. That wouldn't suit Cinque. No, by that time I'd be in the late teens/early twenties, and she'd be using me as mobile high ground. *Clearly* a different thing.Oh, and of course I'd be carrying her bear. Who else would be tall enough, and have long enough arms?
Work decided to kick my rear end today, so my writing didn't go too well. On the good side, I'm no longer a temp. On the other hand, my boss was gone, and some major IT catastrophes decided to occur. This is why I have buffer.
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"Surprised? I could see the disk rip through the rest of the target. What else could it be?" Sein's fingers tapped against the armor on my torso. "The second one was a little bit more complex... you broke the stand, right?"
I couldn't help but nod. Sein laughed; a remarkably pleasant sound, especially from where I was. "Looks like you're pretty good at making things fall down. What's the problem?"
I sighed, shrinking Mal back to his base form, and reached back to give Sein a clumsy reverse hug. "That's exactly it; I'm good at making things fall down. If I can shoot it, I can slam it into the ground... but that's all I've figured out how to do. There's more to what I can do with this- I know it!- but I'm having problems figuring out how to do it."
She lifted her head, resting it on my shoulder instead of my head, and gave me a hug. "You'll figure it out sooner or later- I know it! You figured out how to make things fall harder; you'll figure out-"
I reached back, and put a finger on her lips. "Hold that thought. What did you say?"
Sein didn't say anything for a few seconds. Finally, she bonked my head with hers, making muffled sounds like she was gagged, and I remembered to move my finger. "Better! I said that you'd figure it out sooner or-"
I put my finger back on Sein's lips. "Not that part. After that."
Before I could move my finger, I felt a sudden pain in it. Looking over, I saw Sein had leaned her head forward and bit me! She saw me looking at her, stuck out her tongue, and finally started talking. "Well, after that, I was saying that you'd figured out how to make things fall harder easily enough, but I don't see how that's relevant."
By this point, I was grinning madly. I leapt out of Sein's arms, turned around, and hugged her myself. "Don't you see? That's the answer! I haven't been creating gravity- I've just been making it stronger! That's why all my other ideas weren't working- I need to figure out how to create my own gravity, and then I can make things fall in any direction I want!"
I leaned up, and planted a kiss on Sein's forehead. "You're a genius, little sis!" Before she could respond, I ran out of the room.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.