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Alright, feeling a bit more productive today. I blame the couch, its a trap. So I have a updated edited version of yesterday days WOTDS. <.< I should probably update the WOTDS Guide while I am thinking about it. Heh... I also ended up combine today's WOTDS with yesterdays, because when I was looking at todays words I couldn't help but picture this untitled story, which I should name, but I can't think of anything yet, but anyways I could help but think how well those words fit in. So in the edit, I added the words where they fit.

Everyone goes through a bit a slump, that was the last few weeks, which coupled with some holidays, and computer issues, but it seems I am feeling more inspired again and I have and open source word processor now, because I can't find my Microsoft word disc. >.< I miss word, and I also still miss Photoshop, gimp isn't bad, but its not Photoshop. I can't wait to one day have money to use those programs again. But now I should get back to working on my stories and hopefully soon I can work more on Dreaming Reality for the WOTDS instead of random stories, but oh well, writing is writing and I slacked off, but that needs to stop.

So here it todays WOTDS:

January 7^th 2012

WOTDS

Tome- a volume forming part of a larger work. Book; especially: a large or scholarly book.

Cimmerian- Very dark; gloomy; deep

Giu (Italian)- downstairs

Verruckt (German)- Crazy

Pneumatic- of or relating to air, wind, or gases. Spiritual.

Dispiteous- Pitiless; Malicious

Volare (Latin)- To fly, to fly away

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January 8^th 2012

WOTDS

Profligacy- Reckless extravagance

Sin e (Irish)- Thats it

Dociekliwy (Polish)- Inquisitive

Bachcha (Hindi)- Child

Maddi grinned at the view below her. The wind was whipping her long auburn hair wildly behind her, which was barely contained in a blue ribbon, and she could feel the tug on the buttons of her long jacket as it fluttered out behind her. She felt a different rustle in her coat and looked down as Vinz, poked his head out from the inside pocket, gripping the collar as he pulled himself up. He blinked his large eyes a few times and then small black bat, yawned.

“Are we there yet?” He asked barely audible in mid-yawn and the wind, but Maddi was used to it and just shook her head in responds. At the speed she was flying, she wasn't going to open her mouth. The last time she did, several fly's and a bee, went down her throat. That stung, no pun intended, but it did.

Vinz carefully pulled himself out of her pocket, down her front, and gripping the broom handle with his little claws, he looked around at the ground below.

Tree after tree after tree top, glimmered up faintly through a layer of fog and the moon light the night sky, making it a perfect night for a broom ride.

“There!” Vinz suddenly shouted, pointing off the the left.

Maddi turned without thought to where he pointed, to a barely visible gap in the trees. A little less then gracefully, her feet touched the ground and she jumped off the broom. With a wave of her hand the broom shrunk, and hopped into the large pocket on the left side of her coat. Vinz was on her shoulder, eagerly staring at the run down stone building before them.

The cobblestone roof was cracked and several stones lay where they slide off. The wooden intricate carve door was the only part that looked almost new. The single widow was shattered and glass littered the windowsill.

“Lets go. Lets go!” Vinz cried, growing inpatient, practically bouncing on her shoulder.

“Goodness, you can be such a child sometimes, a few minutes isn't going to kill you. I just want to make sure its safe.” She muttered a few spells under her breath, hands out in front of her with a faint glow to them. After several minutes, she lowered her hands.

“See, there was a very strong malicious spell on this building. If you had just flown in there recklessly, the would have had a very poisonous pneumatic released, and you'd be dead. “ She looked at the door nervously.

“Pneumatic, that was the word of the day, wasn't it?” Vinz asked with a shake of his head.

Maddie grinned sheepishly, “Maybe.”

“Is it safe now?”

She looked back the door nervously. “It should be.”

“Well, I trust in you abilities. Lets go.”

She took a deep breath and nodded, bracing herself she walked forward and reached out for the door handle. Then jiggled it several times, she mentally face palmed.

“You checked for curses, and you forgot to check the lock didn't you?”

She giggled nervously, “Heh, perhaps.” Taking a step back and with a flick of her wrist, the lock clicked and she grinned. “All is good.” She reached for the handle again.

“Are you sure you got everything?”

“Yup, 98.9%” Before Vinz could say anything more, she threw open the door and stepped in, after a moment she let out the breath she was holding. “See, you can keep your trust in me.”

“Maybe if I was crazy.”

Maddie gave him a mock pout, knowing he was joking, then started for the stairs that led downstairs, it was the only option in the small dusty room. Though she couldn't shake the ominous feeling, it was dark and gloomy, and felt forgotten. It make her nervous and she mutter under her breath, a small ball of light hoovered in front of her, bobbing gently up and down as they walked down the steep spiral stone stairs.

“Look, that’s it!” Vinz shouted excitedly, leaping of her shoulder and flying the rest of the way, landing next to the tome. “Its here!Its here!Its here!” He bounced, flying up and circling the book a few times and landed again.

“I see it.” Maddi grinned, bouncing down the last few steps, and standing before it. The lone book in the middle of the small room, on a white marble pedestal. She leaned down, taking a deep breath and blew some of the dust off, which happened to be where Vinz was standing.

“Hey” He coughed, flapping his wings to keep the dust away and back at Maddi.

“Hey, yourself.” She coughed a few times, before returning her attention back to the book. “I can't believe we actually found it.” She ran her hand over the cover, the title confirmed it, her inquisitive side wanted to open it now and read it all, so much to learn, but her cautious side won out.

“I knew you could. Now you can break this curse on me.” He flew up and landed on her shoulder, nuzzling against her head.

“Yup.” She paused looking around, and picked up the book. “I think we should take it back home, I don't trust this place.” She waved a hand over the book, it shrank and she safely placed it in the inside pocket of her coat.

“Sounds good.” Vinz nodded and dived in after it, he wasn't going to let it out of his sight, not after a century of looking for it.

Back outside, she pulled out her broom, put it back to its rightful size, she muttered “Volare.” and they were off.

(end)

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Afterword:

There, I feel better now. Once my laziness wore off, I was appalled I posted a story that I didn't edit. >.<##


Anyways, has anyone else watched Once Upon a Time? I am absolutely loving it. I am not completely caught up, I watched the first 6 episodes late last night, I just need to watch 7 before 8pm tonight, which is when the newest episode airs on ABC. If you like watching fairy tale remakes, then you'll love it. Its kind of like 10th Kingdom, (the awesome mini series, that I absolutely love) where the fair tales all live in a dimension together, shenanigans, an evil queen later our worlds collide, sorta and and they are all inter connected and such. >.< That was a horrible description. Do have so say, I love how our world is considered a horrible place where happy ending don't happen. XD
It has a different plot from 10th kingdom, but if you liked 10th Kingdom, you might like Once Upon a Time. I fail to explain it well. Here is a Link to ABC's page on the show.


Anyways, have a good day. Back to watching SNL, then I need to watch that 7th episode of Once Upon a Time. Here are the side notes:

--Follow me on Twitter, because I will tweet every time I post on my blog and I will post a link. Nekodra's Twitter and remember Sharing is Caring, re-tweet to your friends if they might enjoy this.

--If you have never seen Psych, and you love comedies or crime shows, I highly recommend it! Currently on a mid-season break and will return on Leap year, Feb. 29th 2012. So excited here is a Link to a trailer for the second half of season 6. Seasons 1-5 are on Netflix.

--Also if you have never seen Red Dwarf it’s a great British Sci-fi comedy, and a new season after many years will air September 2012 for Red Dwarf X. So excited they are currently filming, can’t wait! Seaons 1-9 on Netflixs.

-- Please remember feedback, I can’t grow as a writer from silence.

--Also remember unless stated otherwise, these stories and drawings belong to me, I wrote/drew them, please respect that.

~Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

1TB of Love

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x.x I got sick, that wasn't fun. Then last night I went to bingo with my grandma and cousins, and almost, almost won $180. >.< So close, that would have been more then enough to get the Timmy Tactical Attache from Thinkgeek. The Bag I want It reminds me of Psych, because its Timmy, which makes me think Timothy Omundson. Its a SWAT bag, so police. Attache from the Bounty Hunter episode. Plus, I plan to draw a pineapple on it, along with a TARDIS, and an Ankh. 


Also, finally! The 1TB Flashdrive I have been dreaming about. <3<3<3<3 I WANT it so bad. I have a nerd hard-on right now. <.<; But there wasn't a price tag in the article, but being jobless still, I can't afford it. v.v Its also a swiss army knife, making it -Wait for iiiiit~.......Sweeeeet. I wish I had it right now, also seeing as I need new harddrive, my 500GB only has like 25GB free. I want a Tb harddrive, but seeing as a flashdrive is now possible, I need to find a job so I can buy it, ASAP.


Anyways, enough about things I want that I can't afford right now. 


 Speaking of TARDIS, I never mention the Doctor Who special. I did watch it, and I enjoyed it. I was half asleep at the time, I don't recall why. I wanted to save it on the tivo to watch again, but someone deleted it. Oh well. I will get my hands on it again and watch it so I can remember it better. Did I mention, I haven't been feeling well? I do feel better, but I have had headaches the past few days. BUT, today I am forcing myself to write something. So here it todays WOTDS:

January 7^th 2012

WOTDS

Tome- a volume forming part of a larger work. Book; especially: a large or scholarly book.

Cimmerian- Very dark; gloomy; deep

Giu (Italian)- downstairs

Verruckt (German)- Crazy

Pneumatic- of or relating to air, wind, or gases. Spiritural.

Dispiteous- Pitiless; Malicious

Volare (Latin)- To fly, to fly away

Maddi grinned at the view, the wind whipping her long auburn hair wildly behind her, barely contained in a blue ribbon. She felt a rustle in her coat, and looked down as Vinz, poked his head out from the inside pocket. He blinked his large eyes a few times. The small black bat, yawned.

“Are we there yet?” He asked mid-yawn, but Maddi was used to it and just shook her head in responds. At the speed she was flying at, she wasn't going to open her mouth, the last time she did, several fly's and a bee, went down her throat. That stung, no pun intended, but it did.

Vinz carefully pulled himself out of her pocket, down her button up shirt, and gripping the broom handle with his little claws, he looked around at the ground below.

Tree after tree after tree top, glimmered up faintly through a layer of fog.

“There!” Vinz suddenly shouted, poking off the the left.

Maddi turned without thought to where he pointed, a barely visible gap in the trees. A little less then gracefully, her feet touched the ground and she jumped off the broom. With a wave of her hand the broom shrunk, and hopped into her pocket, Vinz was already on her shoulder, eagerly staring at the run down stone building before them.

“Lets go. Lets go!” Vinz cried, growing inpatient.

“Goodness, a few minutes isn't going to kill you. I just want to make sure its safe.” She muttered a few spells under her breath, hands out in front of her. After several minutes, she lowered her hands.

“See, there was a very strong malicious spell on this building. If you had just flown in there, the woul have been a very poionous pneumatic released. “ She looked at the door nervously.

“Pneumatic, that was the word of the day, wasn't it?” Vinz asked with a shake of his head.

Maddie grinned sheepishly, “Maybe.”

“Is it safe now?”

She looked back the door nervously. “It should be.”

“Well, I trust in you abilities. Lets go.”

She took a deep breath and nodded, bracing herself she walked forward and reached out for the door handle. Then jiggled it several times, she mentally face palmed.

“You checked for curses, and you forgot to check the lock didn't you?”

She giggled nervously, “Heh, perhaps.” Taking a step back and with a flick of her wrist, the lock clicked and she grinned. “All is good.” She reached for the handle again.

“Are you sure you got everything?”

“Yup, 98.9%” Before Vinz could say anything more, she through open the door and stepped in, after a moment she let out the breath she was holding. “See, you can keep your trust in me.”

“Maybe if I was crazy.”

Maddie gave him a mock pout, knowing he was joking, then started for the stairs that led downstairs, it was the only option in the small dusty room. Though she couldn't shake the ominous feeling, it was dark and gloomy, and felt forgotten. It make her nervous and she mutter under her breath, a small ball of light hoovered in front of her, bobbing gently up and down as they walked down the steep stone stairs.

“Look, there it is!” Vinz shouted excitedly, leaping of her shoulder and flying the rest of the way, landing next to the tome. “Its here!Its here!Its here!” He bounced, flying up and circling the book a few times and landed again.

“I see it.” Maddi grinned, bouncing down the last few steps, and standing before it. She leaned down, taking a deep breath and blew some of the dust off, which happened to be where Vinz was standing.

“Hey” He coughed, flapping his wings to keep the dust away and back at Maddi.

“Hey, yourself.” She coughed a few times, before returning her attention back to the book. “I can't believe we actually found it.

“I knew you could. Now you can break this curse on me.” He flew up and landed on her shoulder, nuzzling against her head.

“Yup.” She paused looking around, and picked up the book. “I think we should take it back home, I don't trust this place.” She waved a hand over the book, it shrunk and she safely placed it in the inside pocket of her coat.

“Sounds good.”

Back outside, she pulled out her broom, put it back to its rightful size, she muttered “Volare.” and they were off.

(end)

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Afterword


I admit, I really have to force myself to write, I had the idea easy enough, but writing it down was a different story. There is more to this story and if I can get myself to type it, then I can add it in another post. I also didn't really edit...so Idk if there are errors. Did I mention, I feel very unproductive right now?....But for now, I am going to lay back, play some games and watch tv, cause I feel really buah and lazy. (buah is my meh). 


Have a good night, and I hope I feel more productive soon. I need to work on my cover letter and resume for a job. x.x And I should be working on my stories.

--Follow me on Twitter, because I will tweet every time I post on my blog and I will post a link. Nekodra's Twitter and remember Sharing is Caring, re-tweet to your friends if they might enjoy this.

--If you have never seen Psych, and you love comedies or crime shows, I highly recommend it! Currently on a mid-season break and will return on Leap year, Feb. 29th 2012. So excited here is a Link to a trailer for the second half of season 6. Seasons 1-5 are on Netflix.

--Also if you have never seen Red Dwarf it’s a great British Sci-fi comedy, and a new season after many years will air September 2012 for Red Dwarf X. So excited they are currently filming, can’t wait! Seaons 1-9 on Netflixs.

-- Please remember feedback, I can’t grow as a writer from silence.

--Also remember unless stated otherwise, these stories and drawings belong to me, I wrote/drew them, please respect that.

~Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

Rushing & Rushing Around

Note: to learn a little about Nekodra (The Oc) before reading a short story on her please take a look a the page titled WOTDS Guide, give you an idea what the WOTDS is and about Nekodra the character who stars in my WOTDS. Link to the WOTDS Guide

WOTDS December 20^th 2011

Subterfuge- Deception by artifice or stratagem in order to conceal, escape, or evade. A deceptive device or stratagem.

Lucent- Shining

(etwas) Loswerden (German)- to get rid of (Something)

Kala (Hawiian)- to forgive

Culpa (Latin)- Fault, Blame

Szczuply (Polish)- Slim

Da (Vietnamese)- Ice

Intai (Japanese)- retire

Lucent Trip of Light

She bolted down the slim alley way her large cloak fluttered out behind her as she dodged the empty cardboard boxes, broken wooden crates, and things she didn’t want to dwell on what it could be. She looked to the lucent object in her right hand briefly before looking forward again, raking her brain for any way to get rid of her pursuer. Plus she just didn’t want to think about the puddles she occasionally couldn’t avoid in this broken down and grotesque city, reminding her of the one time she had traveled to Geneva back in her other body.

Her eyes widened at a solution struck her, and she wanted to face palm at being so daft, but she had to concentrate while not tripping over anything. Using the cover her cloak gave her, she tucked the lucent object safely into her bag that was strapped to her hip, and then held out her hands, palms up in front of her, focusing as best she could while weaving to avoid objects.

What appeared to be a small black blob appeared in her handa, which shifted, formed, into a small version of herself, large black cloak included, thank goodness for the chill of late fall nearly winter, that made her wear it tonight, it certainly will help with this subterfuge. Once she had that down as best she could get, she focused on the small copy of the lucent object, placing it in the same hand she had held it in, giving it the same glow. Then, the simple task for the copy of herself which while looking very similar, it was actually a plush version of herself easier to create while running, then something that looked more detailed and fleshy. Also when the guy caught up with it, she could image the look of frustration on his face. She gave it a simple AI, one simple task, just run, avoid objects, and try to avoid a dead end for as long as possible, just run. Focusing, she gave it energy, a battery so to say, to keep it going, to run.

Run at least till it ran out of said energy and collapse, which hopefully will be long enough for her to be long gone by the time it was discovered to be a fake.

She stole a quick glance behind herself, he was a ways back, but she would need more distance to be sure it worked. Taking a deep breath and summoning what little energy she had left, she exhaled and broke into a burst of a sprint, spying the perfect spot up ahead, and if she could get enough distance between her and him by the time she reached it, that is should be seamless.

She faked a trip, stumbling off to the side, behind a large garbage container, which completely hid her from view. She dropped the copy of herself, which grew to match her size by the time its black booted feet hit the ground. It blinked a few times, looking dazed, mindless.

“Run!” Nekodra hissed to her copy, pointing to the original direction she had been heading, it darted out from behind the container they had ‘tripped’ behind, stumbling a moment before adjusting to itself and continued on without a problem. Nekodra watched it for a moment, relieved that from behind with the length of the cloak and the boots and pants she had been wearing, there was no difference in how they looked from behind, and it certainly didn’t look like a plushie. The front was a different story, but that doesn’t matter right now.

Taking a short, calming breath, she looked to the left, down the alley way the container almost blocked from view. “Oh, Sweet love, thank you luck.” She muttered to herself, pushing off the container to dart up a nearby latter, her dark cloak blending into the surrounding shadows. The lights for this alley way looked like they had broken long ago and even she couldn’t see if they alley dead ended or continued on.

She was most of the way up, when she heard his foot steps, she paused leaning her head down and crouching so her cloak covered her entire body, and held her breath. Steeling herself for the possibility of being discovered, coming up with a few plan B’s, one of which  included a host of copies to ambush him to the ground while she ran off, another included lighting the box below the latter on fire to keep him from pursuing her up the later.

Her heart almost stopped, when she heard him pause, his breathing was heavy and she could hear his wheezing from her spot on the later.

“Damn bitch.” He muttered before darting off again after her copy.

Once his foot steps had faded, she let herself release her breath, slowly, nervously.

“I forgive your harsh words and I don’t blame you.” She snickered, “I just thank the Gods you are a daft moron.” She chuckled quietly as she made her way up the latter. “And yay for being short and for large garbage containers that make good cover.” Her heart still racing, but was winding down as she reached the roof of the building, and laid down on her back for a moment, while the adrenaline wore off.

She giggled again, “That was fun, what a rush.”

After a few minutes she sat up, realizing she shouldn’t stay here long, once he caught up to the copy and realized it was a trick, he would come back to the one place he lost sight of her for a moment, in search for a sign of what direction she went and would good would the copy have done if he found her here.

Standing up and brushing the weirdly texture dirt off herself, she looked around deciding to head off following the alley she had hidden in, trying to avoid slipping on the ice that clung to the roof tops. She was completely worn out and ready to get home and retire for the night, perhaps after a nice warm bubble bath, then bed. She padded the bag at her side, overly cautious in making sure it was still there, before jumping down, landing soft and gracefully down a dead ended alley way, that lead away from where she had come from and where her copy was head, thanking the gods this town was a mass of mazes.

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Afterword

I don't really have much to say at the moment, I know what a shock. No new Psych episode to yammer about, I finished re-watching Red Dwarf and the new season isn't till September. I am re-watching Couplings as I work on this, but after I post this, I am going to take a break and re-watch some Firefly. Oh yeah, I still need to catch up and watch Castle, I am only half way through the first season. I believe in January is when the second half of season 4 will start, I will have to check that. 

As for todays WOTDS, I don't know if that will be cannon or not, it certainly was fun to write. Don't ask, I have not idea what object is and why Nekodra is stealing it. It was just an amusing idea that fit for the words for today.

As for the title, *shrug* seemed amusing and worked for the subject of the story, kinda. lol, just want sort of popped into my head when I looked up and saw I had yet to title this post, thinking what should I name it, and pop there was a title.

Okay, like I said, I can't really think of anything to say. I am going to go watch Firefly now and play Angry Birds seasons, which I have completely mastered this years advent calendar so far, three stars on the 20 unlocked levels, and all the feathers. But its fun to go through and see if I can beat my own scores. ^_^ 

Night Readers!

Here are the side notes:

 -Follow me on Twitter, because I will tweet every time I post on my blog and I will post a link.  Nekodra's Twitter and remember Sharing is Caring, retweet to your friends if they might enjoy this.
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  -If you have never seen Psych, and you love comedies or crime shows, I highly recommend it! Currently on a mid-season break and will return on Leap year, Feb. 29th 2012. So excited here is a Link to a trailer for the second half of season 6.
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    -Also if you have never seen Red Dwarf it’s a great British Sci-fi comedy, and a new season after many years will air September 2012 for Red Dwarf X. So excited they are currently filming, can’t wait! 
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    - Please remember feedback, I can’t grow as a writer from silence.

    -Also remember unless stated otherwise, these stories and drawings belong to me, I wrote/drew them, please respect that.

                                             ~Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

  

Beyond the Stars excited

So excited about new Red Dwarf! <3

I just read this wonderful article from someone who was at the first shooting for Red Dwarf X and as excited for the airing of the new season it made me. I have to say what pleasantly caught me off guard and super ecstatic was that there is planned already for another season! "This isn't just a one off return season for a last huraah, it's what hoping to be a kick off to another run!!" -that was more or least a quote from the article, then my own words, though I am not sure if I quoted it exact of not, so I just want to state that, but that is my excited tone behind the words.


All I have else to say is, I beg of you, as tempting as it maybe to spoil and as curious I am to hear about each episode, for those who are so lucky enough to be at a shooting, don't you dare, dare breath one toe out of line about the show, because if there are spoilers you will ruin the chance of there being another season. *grins* Threat aside now, I wish I was able to go to a shooting, but alas I am jobless and in America...even if I had won a ticket through the twitter contests, which would be very unlikely, I would have no way of getting to the studios. I don't know where it's shooting, I just assume England somewhere. ^_^;;


Here is a Link to this wondrous article, that is completely spoiler free, while delightfully making you long for it to be September 2012 already, I will say as I often will say when feeling inpatient about an upcoming event; where is the TARDIS when you need one?! After a quick snog with 10th Doctor, I would want to make stops for the rest of Psych season 6, but first I want to skip ahead, watch the fist episode for Red Dwarf X, then make a U-turn for the second half if Psych season 6, pop back for the second episode of Red Dwarf, followed by the promised Musical episode for the opening of Psych season 7. There are too many things I am looking forward to and they are almost a year away! I don't know how I will handle the wait, not only that, but the second half of Psych season 6 is over two months away, and two month feels too long, so how will I manage the 9 months till September?


That aside, I hope you didn't miss me too much the last few days. At least it feels like several days *Checks date for last post* Yup, several days....my sleep schedule is horribly wonky, but I may have fixed it, but I only woke up at 7am this morning because of horrible back pain...I need to find some pain relief, this bath isn't helping much, a little but not enough, now that the shock distracting excitement has worn down, I am now feeling the pain again.


Also I just wasn't in a talkative mood. I did work a little on "To Hell with it" and I did write a WOTDS (Words of the Day Stories) yesterday, but it was off, didn't include Nekodra or Vampires and I just didn't find it suitable to post. I have all day, so I will go find those pain relievers, maybe go back to sleep for a little while, then I will poke at seeing about writing today's WOTDS and working some more on "To Hell with it" though honestly I am feel the urge to work on "The Dreams we Weave", which is on of the novels I am working on. But at the same time I have been working on it in my head, and it wants to re-write several things and take a different turn the I have it currently going, so at the same time, I am a little peeved at it. So we will see where inspiration takes me today, but I will at least attempt a suitable WOTDS to post.


So while you begin reading the rest immediately, there is actually likely to be a hefty break here. I will insert the hours number for amusement later when I come back to this. It could be many, because I might be heading home for the holidays tonight, but it could be tomorrow. Anyways, to the mid-post break:
 .............9 hrs and 40 minutes later, after a good nap from 9am to 1:30pm, and not heading home yet, that will be tomorrow, I am back with today's WOTDS and working on edits and the Afterword for this post. Enjoy.

Note: to learn a little about Nekodra (The Oc) before reading a short story on her please take a look a the page titled WOTDS Guide, give you an idea what the WOTDS is and about Nekodra the character who stars in my WOTDS. Link to the WOTDS Guide

WOTDS December 19, 2011

(Note: they will be missing any special markings above letters because I don’t know how to add them, heh. Sorry. Also some I can’t type the word, but I will give the language and definition.)

Ethereal- Of or relating to the heaven: heavenly. Being light and airy: delicate.

Ectype- A reproduction; copy.

Venatic- of, like, or pertaining to hunting

Failing- A flaw or weak point

Veritas (Latin)- Truth

(Arabic)- Lesson

Souchou (Japanese)- Early morning

Deer, Deer, oh Dear

by Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

Alright, a simple lesson, a simple little new exercise for myself. Nekodra looked around the tall grass and bushes placed nearby, in search for any movement, for the ectype of a deer she had made, only it was about the size of a bunny and it was really a plushie and not an actual flesh and blood deer, but it was given enough energy and a sort of AI to move around and ability to pretend eat the tall grass, essentially acting very deer like, but super fuzzy and blue button eyes.

She was giving herself a lesson in hunting there were also a few bunnies wondering the tall grass, but it’s the deer she needs to find and if she ends up spilling the fluff of a bunny then she failed.

 Vertias be told, it was a boring day on this extremely early morning, having had woken up at this ungodly hour of 8 am and was unable to fall back asleep, and she realized she is always practicing her ability to control fire and as much as she enjoys it, and loves it, there was no real chance of failure anymore, currently she had no challenges when it comes to the practice of it. Without any new exercise ideas, she has reached max level with her fire element, and while it’s good to practice to keep said max level, she wanted something challenging today, so here she is, pretending to hunt a plush deer.

She created an enclosed area of a box shaped ceiling-less dome, with the insides of overgrown grass, large bushes, and a tree or three, scattered about. The grass came up to her hips, making it about 2 feet tall, some patched were shorter and there were some patches only an inch or two tall. The bushes were a dark green in comparison to the grass, with mistletoe like leaves because with it being the holiday season its was easier to copy something on the tip of her mind which happened to first be mistletoe, only it had long oval royal purple colored berries with a maroon spiral up it like a candy cane, again it’s the holiday season. The berries tasted like black cherry warheads (the candy, which sadly is hard to find now a days).

Nekodra likes to amuse herself with creating odd looking berries that taste like something else, plus it was good practice for her Eec ability (Energy Ectype copying, yes its redundant, and that what amuses her, its also a self given title to her ability of being a human copy-machine, which she pronounces eek.) it is good practice to splice two different things together, the texture of a juicy berry and the flavor of a hard candy, while making it look someone unique, which takes more concentration then a straight copy, that and its also not something in front of her to make a direct copy, but something she has to recall from memory meaning more concentration to get the details correct, then once she has the initial prototype correct, then she just has to make direct copies of that onto the bushes in a semi-random arrangement, but it’s the original that takes work to make correctly, and it had only taken her three tries to get how she wanted it.

There were also two trees that stood next to each other, not much taller then Nekodra’s 4’11” tall frame. They were mostly typical pine trees, but with red and green pine cones, cause she might as well have fun, and it tis the season. Then there was a weeping willow, with abnormal flowers with centers that blink with alternating purple and blue like Christmas lights, which matched the colors of the strange flowers, which sat at the edge of a small pond that took up one of the corners to the dome. The four walls of the dome were each 8 feet in length, and 8 feet tall.

Nekodra figured, start off simple, I can’t expect anything too challenging. When she has never hunted anything before, so level one, a small enclosed area, 3 bunnies for invalid targets that result in failure and 1 deer which results in success, all four made to be the same size.  

She paused; crouching in her right hand was a ball of fire about the size of a baseball, which she had been idling playing with as a yo-yo until she paused at the rustle from a bush up ahead.

This flame yo-yo was her first incarnation of being able to use fire, though now that she is more advanced with her usage of flames, once the ball hits something, she can have it morph, to say wrap them in flames like a rope and drag them back to her, or flick it back and forth and just bop them repeatedly, or actually catch them on fire, which no longer happens on accident, or at least not nearly as often and it takes a lot more to break her concentration now.

She watched, silently and holding her breath, the bush just a few feet in front of her, something had nestled inside of it, but the leaves were too thick to see, and she wasn’t going to cheat by simply removing the leaves of her self created bush, what fun with that be. No, she would inch closer, see if she can startle it out of the bush and into the open. She side stepped, in hopes to drive the bunny or deer into a clearing in the grass that was on one side of the bush. Her hand raised slightly ready to flick the fiery yo-yo. She neared the bush, once she was half a foot away, she leaped closer, landing with a small thud as both her boots hit the ground with the weight of her body behind them.

The creature leaped from the no longer safety of the bushes but not into the clearing, and it was in the shadow of the bush making its color hard to determine. Nekodra hesitated and with a second of doubt, the creature had darted off and she lost track of it in tall grass, cursing, she stood up straight and took in a sweeping glance around her.

            Silence.

            “Damn, I wonder if they lost energy and can’t move anymore.”  She looked around again, “Or maybe they are napping...” She cursed again, and plopped down, plucking a few berries from the bush. “I’ll take a break too then.” Popping the first berry into her mouth, relishing the sour taste as her lips puckered involuntarily. She was picking up another berry from her cupped palm, when the deer popped its head out from around another bush and bounced forward, nabbing the berry from her fingers, spilling juice it can’t actually eat down its plush mouth as it pretended to chew the berry.

She couldn’t help but burst into giggles, “So much for being a hunter.” She chuckled picking up the soft deer, which stretched its neck out and nabbed another berry from her palm as it past by. “Rawr! I am a hunter, you should run from me.” She brought the deer to eye level, with a mock glare, which the deer proceeded to tilt its head at her question as it chewed on another berry, the juice dripping off its chin and onto her pants.

She wanted to face palm, so much for an attempt at hunting. She set the deer back down and held out another berry to it. Well might as well enjoy the Ethereal feeling of this little enclosed area for a while longer before I take it down. She stretched out her legs and leaned back, using her hands as a pillow and started up at the sky, watching the clouds slowly shift when one of the bunnies landed on her chest. She tilted her head at the bunny on her, as another appeared pulling her hair mistaking it for food it could pretend to eat, with a sigh she spoke to the bunny on her chest. “I am supposed to be the huntsmen, not Snow White…” It tilted its head, and bounced off disappearing into a bush.

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Afterword


Lol, this was fun. I toyed with the idea of it being a bunny and her mistakenly spilling its fluffy insides, but then I decided naw, she will be unsure and end up not attacking it, then having her take a short break, and then it hit me. How funny would it be for the deer to just end up walking up to her and stealing a berry? Answer hilarious! I rather like the outcome of this story, its fun and what I hope was an unexpected ending. 


So I have decided in honor, of the WOTDS with the 14 words and how fun it was to try to get so many words to fit into one story, that from now on I will do 7 words per story. While 14 its twice as good as 7, 7 its a bit better to work with, because some days have crappy words to work with, and then between the 12 apps for words of the day, it gives a decent range to pick from, while still having to use most of them. 


But yeah, that was fun, I hope you found it amusing too. And this story is diffidently cannon to the world of Dreaming Reality (Which is the novel I am working on that Nekodra is from.) Though later on in the series that will be Dreaming Reality, but cannon none the less. And I like this, doing these WOTDS and having them involve Nekodra I think is going to help me get more done with that novel. It gives me little one shots that I can plug into the story line. *Claps* This makes me really happy. Dreaming Reality is my little pride and joy, that really hasn't been written at all, but I want to, and I mean to, but I never end up doing it, and this is at least getting stuff written down and it makes me soooo happy. *bounces excitedly* Super Happy! in fact I makes me want to work on the beginnings of Dreaming Reality. See this little shot of a story would take place....oh roughly 7 or so years from where the story will start. 


So I hope you enjoyed that, I am off to work on the beginnings of Dreaming Reality, see you next post. Here are the side notes and then I am off:

 -Follow me on Twitter, because I will tweet every time I post on my blog and I will post a link.  Nekodra's Twitter and remember Sharing is Caring, retweet to your friends if they might enjoy this.

         -If you have never seen Psych, and you love comedies or crime shows, I highly recommend it! You will laugh so much. Psych Wednesday nights, but currently they are on a mid-season break and will return on Leap year, Feb. 29th 2012. So excited here is a Link to a trailer for the second half of season 6.

         -Also if you have never seen Red Dwarf it’s a great British Sci-fi comedy, and a new season after many years will air September 2012 for Red Dwarf X. So excited they are currently filming, can’t wait!

        - Please remember feedback, I can’t grow as a writer from silence.

        -Also remember unless stated otherwise, these stories and drawings belong to me, I wrote/drew them, please respect that.

                                             ~Nekodra K.D. LaCroix 

2 Red Dwarf 2 Psych 2 Indie Love #14

Yeaaah...don't mind the crazy title, I slightly wonder if my hyper mood is just my mind insanely rebounding from yesterdays breakdown, from one extreme to another...wheee... That and yesterday I slept from 6am to 6pm and I haven't slept since. <.<;;

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I completely did not download 6 or so different word a day apps to give myself a fun array of words a day to use for WOTDS (Words of the Day Stories) >.>; Several of them being in a different language, but that makes it all the more fun! Plus, in celebration of my 14^th post, because, 14 is the best number cause its twice as good as 7, but I still love 7 too, I wanted to try and use 14 words for today’s WOTDS. And, I am feeling a bit better today too, I have a solution for my problem and hopefully it works out, but until then, I refuse to stay upset. Screw that, I want to be in a good mood so I will! Remember it all starts with a positive mindset.

            So to start, YAY! Guess what today is, other then being my 14^th post!? It’s the first day of shooting in front of a live audience for Red Dwarf X! I wish I could be there, but I shall have to be patient and wait till September for it to air, BUT, I can be happy in the thought that they are filming as I type, maybe, I mean the tweets weren’t too long ago, so its likely still filming! And also, only 9 days till Christmas, which also means 9 days till the Doctor Who Christmas Special! And if you haven’t heard the upcoming season with be the end of Amy and Rory’s story, which is sad, I will miss you Amy! The new companion has not been picked yet, last I heard. I hope she is at least close to as awesome and beautiful as Amy is. I also heard River will be around for a while, and she has grown on me, so I don’t mind that.

            These two months are going to crawl by as I wait for the second half of this season of Psych! It doesn’t help that the first episode of part two of this season is an Indiana Jones ep! That series and the Star Wars series, the originals of course, I watched countless times as a child! I grew up adoring those movies, and completely crushing on Indiana Jones and Princess Leia, also Han Solo! Those three were probably my first crushes! But yeah, so I am super excited to see what Psych does with Indiana Jones. Hmmm, now I want to go re-watch the three ordinals, not so happy with the fourth, I mean it was pretty funny, all the cracks about Jones being too old for this, but I don’t like the idea of Shia LaBeouf possibly taking over for Indie. Also not only is there the Indie episode, but Wayne Brady is on the list of guest stars for the second half! I love that guy, aside from Colin and Ryan, he is the best on “Who’s line is it anyways?” and also he has been on HIMYM several times.

            So! Good times are ahead! Can’t wait! Red Dwarf X, Psych, Doctor Who, and wish me luck on finding a job. >.< I could use it. And I am having fun with WOTDS, so shoving my stress to the side, on to the story!

Note to those who maybe new readers, if you want to get to know Nekodra a little before reading a short story on her, the WOTDS Guide has a quip of her bio, so here is Link to the WOTDS Guide

WOTDS December 16^th 2011

(Note: they will be missing any special markings above letters because I don’t know how to add them, heh. Sorry)

Foment- To promote the growth or development of

Abrade- To scrape off

Etalage (French) – Display

Agire (Italian) – to act

An deiner seite (German) –by your side

Ikaika (Hawaiian)- Strong

Karwahe (not sure)- Carriage

Xi Mang (Vietnamese)- Cement

(ke) Niiche (Hindi)- Down/under

Gloria (Latin) –Glory, fame

Malus (Latin)- Bad, evil, wicked

Oculus (Latin)- eye

Oiche mhaith (Irish) – Good Night

Mediateness- The quality of being mediate

Oculus Etalage Mediatenss

By Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

Nekodra took a deep calming breath, her curl tipped bangs pulled back into a messy bundle of a bun, and clothed in a simple dark buttoned shirt and black yoga pants, rolled up slightly to keep their length from getting under her feet and her blue bag was still strapped to her hip, with is pineapple and ankh images contrasting with her dark clothing.

She sat out on a near flat rock about 4ft wide and 3 and a half feet long, which sat roughly 1 foot out of the water, and the rest of the 7 or so feet went down under the surface of the water in the middle of a small lake. The lake was only maybe 25 feet in diameter. The sounds of the waterfall behind her was soothing as she counted back from 10 to 0, slowly, calming herself into a deep and relaxing state of mediateness. Her forearms rested on her thighs, her thumb and middle fingers touching at the tips.

10 The leaves rustled in a short breeze that shivered the trees that completely surround and engulf this little hideaway, 9 and sun began to rapidly sink over the tree line, casting only a faint glow of light. 8 She faintly whispered, Oiche Mhaith, to the fading sun, as it finally disappeared, allowing the stars their past glory of shining brilliantly and vastly along the night sky with the utter lack of nearby lighting that current technology snatched away with a malus nature. 7 though her oculus were closed, she could easily picture the magnificence of the Milky Way above her, the image was calming, knowing that among all those billions of stars laying planets filled with life, and she one day hopes to step onto one of those planets and meet someone new. 6 Deep breaths, in and out, relaxing, calming, she thought, 5 and letting go of stress, of nosey thoughts, drifting away from earlier images. 4 Wiping the board clean, empty, with slow breaths, in and out. 3 in and out. 2 in and out. 1 deep inhale 0 slow exhale.

Eyes still closed, she moves to stand up, arms out stretched and her feet firmly cemented in place, solid and firm foundation, and imaging roots sinking into the rock and grounding her. With another deep inhale and slow exhale, Nekodra gathers herself, ready to foment, to grow and develop herself, her skills, her energies, her mind. Hearing nothing but the whisper of the wind and the waterfall, but not letting it distract her, merely there, existing in the background.

She brings her hands together, slowly, gathering herself, her energies and once her fingers from each hand barely brush each other, she snaps her hands away, in a bursting display; fire erupts from the space between and grows rapidly to fill the gap as the hands retreat from one another.

Just as suddenly she stops, hands held out wide, like she is holding the hands of fellow actors ready to take a bow after their act, but this act wasn’t over yet. Between her hands a beach ball sized bundle of flames, flicker, rotate, slowly, and controlled. Even and calm. In and out, deep and slow. The ball begins to shift, unfold, parts of it appear to abrade, and it takes the form of two horses and a carriage. In and out. The horses appear to stomp, inpatient, and with a flick and rise of one hand, the horses take off, upwards looking like Santa’s slay in the night. With that image in mind her other hand flicks and waves up, and ember rain float down like flickering orange snow. Pulling her hands closer together and a twist of her wrists, the carriage swirls into itself pulling the stomping horses with it, once again becoming a ball, smaller, compact. It shifts, becomes a pyramid, another shift, and it’s a cube. A flick of her hand and it begins to rotate, slow at first, and then picks up speed as she rotates a index finger. Then with a large sweeping motion it becomes a whip in her hand, then a snap of her other hand and it takes the shape of a sword. Letting go of it, it hovers vertically between her hands, which are close now, just barely brushing along the sword. She snaps her hands a little farther apart and it divides, becoming three, another short snap and there are 5, one more snap and it becomes 7. Turning her hands palm up, the swords become horizontal, then pulling one hand down and the other up, the numbers double to 14, two stacks of 7 swords, hovering in front of her. Flickering, calm and controlled, giving a warm soft glow in the night.

Suddenly but gently two strong arms wrap around her and she feels the body behind her, tall but leaning down and a head with long hair that starts to tickle her cheek, rests in her shoulder. “It’s just me by your side, sorry to bother you my love, but someone is here to see you.” His voice soft, barely a whisper, remembering the last time he interrupted with a little too loud of a voice, which snapped her concentration too quickly and she nearly set half the woods on fire and him as well. Not that the fire could kill him, but with quick ease and centuries of experience, his hand snapped up to douse with ice her flames before they went too far, which splashed into the water, cracking and sizzling, saving the trees from her shocked burst of flames.

Not letting the sudden intrusion break her concentration, Nekodra holds her breath, holds her calm clear mind, the swords waver slightly almost breaking shape, but stay put, they hold. With a slow exhale, the swords pulled in half, as she rubbed the tips of her fingers from her thumb down the curve to the other side of her palm, pulling the flames into her now enclosed hands. Releasing her breath slowly, she images the roots she had placed into the rock slowly retreat into her bare feet as she takes another deep breath. Exhaling again, she opened her eyes slowly, and turned around never breaking his hug.

“I was about to have target practice with swords, it was going to be dangerous for the nearby trees and fun.” She pouting for a second and broke into a mischievous grin.

“I am sorry; he was insisting it had to be right now.” He chuckled and kissed her forehead.

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Afterword

Yes! Success of 14 words of the day and all bundled into one story! Though I wasn’t sure what the plural of oculus is…so just pretend its plural. Heh…

I am pretty sure I mentioned that Nekodra loves to mediate and train, and here is an example. She has spent years honing her fire skills and has impressive results, but she still can make mistakes if she isn’t careful, or if someone startles her when she is that deeply meditating and concentrating.

1,092 words of fun! Yay! Like how I worked in 7 and 14? >.> Hell ya! wOOt! I win. *throws up hands triumphantly*

Anyways, that was really fun, and just for those who maybe curious. I have worked on ‘To Hell with it’ but it was mostly the ending I worked on, which means I don’t have a middle to post as part 2, sorry, but I am working on it! I promise!

So, with that done, I am going to watch some Psych, then more Red Dwarf, then onto a Magic the Gather type 2 tournament at a local and laid back comic shop, with some fun friends for some good ol’ nerdy fun! Have a good Night!

The Side notes:

 -Follow me on Twitter, because I will tweet every time I post on my blog and I will post a link.  Nekodra's Twitter and remember Sharing is Caring, retweet to your friends if they might enjoy this.

         -Have fun and toss me writing prompt, I would love the practice. I will credit you for tossing the prompt when I post the resulting story.

         -If you have never seen Psych, and you love comedies or crime shows, I highly recommend it! You will laugh so much. Psych Wednesday nights, but currently they are on a mid-season break and will return on Leap year, Feb. 29th 2012

         -Also if you have never seen Red Dwarf it’s a great British Sci-fi comedy, and a new season after many years will air September 2012 for Red Dwarf X. So excited they are currently filming, can’t wait!

        - Please remember feedback, I can’t grow as a writer from silence.

        -Also remember unless stated otherwise, these stories and drawings belong to me, I wrote/drew them, please respect that.

                                             ~Nekodra K.D. LaCroix 

Thank Gods is Psych Day!

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I am so excited for tonight’s episode of Psych! All the clips look amazing; specially the one posted this morning with Gus, Lassie and Henry at a club! Omg, lol! And this time it is Timothy Omundson on the character chatter, which I will also look forward to. I don’t have any questions for him myself, I figure I have tweeted him once about Marlowe and I tried asking Tim Meltreger about it too, and no answer, so either they just never saw the question or its something under wraps, so I won’t be annoying and ask again. Just have to wait and see, also I mean I still have time before the chatter so maybe I will think of something between now and then.

The only thing that is sad is it’s the last new episode for awhile. I don’t know when Psych will return, but I am sure, or at least I hope it mentions it at the end of the episode tonight, so that I can mark my calendar and count the days till its return. But, its okay, I can re-watch old episodes, and I am also in the middle of re-watching Red Dwarf which is keeping me amused. Love for Rimmer! Don’t worry Rimmer I would be willing to snog you, if I ever met you. And I also need to watch more of Castle, I am only partway through the first season. It’s pretty good, I mean Nathan Fillion, of course it’s good. Which Castle is still giving me the urge to re-watch firefly, which I may have to do after I finish re-watching Red Dwarf.

Also question to my readers, I do have 105 views last I saw, I don’t know if you are returning readers, or if they were all single views, but here is my question, do you want a ‘About me’ page on here? With a more detailed info on moi? Just curious. Not sure if I should or not, most sites usually have an About page and such, so just asking.

Anyways, I think that’s all for the rambling, at least for the moment, after the story I do tend to ramble on some more, so we shall see, and about that…I need to find something to put for today’s story. I would have made a post last night, but the story I had started just wasn’t working out. It kept trying to go in an awkward direction that I just didn’t like. It starts out okay, and I sort of know what I want the end to be. It’s the middle that’s being a little pain in my ass. It’s still early, so I am going to work on that, go eat, work on it some more and hopefully it will be acceptable before Psych is on.

To Hell with it

By Nekodra K.D. LaCroix

Part 1

That was it, she had to tell someone, anyone, otherwise it was going to eat her alive. It’s just not something you can hold in and have in not effect you with a likely negative outcome. Taking a deep, shaky, attempt for a calming breath, she fretfully fiddled with her long deep auburn hair. But who, who could she tell, who could she trust?

She pulled out the braid for the 4^th time, the now wavy hair feel loose and she restarted it again. Dividing the hair into three parts, then folded one of the outside divisions over the middle, then doing it with the other side, over and over, working her way down to the bottom where the braid thinned and the three sections became uneven and tried running away from her quivering fingers. Stretching a purple strip of cloth, she placed it a bit above the last of the braid and wrapped with several times then tied a bow, releasing it to fall back along her spine.  

She took another deep breath. But yet, she wanted to keep it secret, leave the alarm bells silent and allow him to continue his work. She had loved him for so long, from a distance, because why should he notice me in such a way? She looked at herself, the reflection of a pale skin and freckled girl- no of a women- not that anyone noticed that, seeing the a short girl barely 5 feet and they think child, but she was 23 damn it, and I should be married off by now.

Maybe she’ll tell him, tell him that I know his secret and I am willing to take it to my grave. Which is probably were I will be if he knew. But why should she tell anyone else, it’s not like I owned them anything, in fact they almost deserved it. No, she couldn’t think like that, yet who cares, they never cared for her, so why should I give damn about them!

She fiddled with her braid again, but let it be. Re-doing wasn’t going to calm her nerves and taking those deep breaths aren’t going to calm my nerves either. The scary thing was, despite what she witnessed, she still loved him. Regardless of what he was, I still loved him. Maybe it was crazy, and maybe she should be locked away, well I am already locked away, not that it was locked well, but still locked and perhaps that is the cause of her insanity. Who could handle being told to stay in her room all day, every day? Who else could be denied a coming of age celebration and not go peculiar when all the dust is settled?  But even if he never looked at her in the way she looked at him, he was still the only friend she really had, which wasn’t saying much, because is it really friendship if its only felt in one direction? Perhaps I should say loyalty; I am loyal to him no matter what he does. I will love him till the day I die.

That’s it, my mind is made up. She stood up from the stool, it wavered but didn’t fall over, and she grabbed her black cloak from where it hung on the hook nearby. I will find Sir William and tell him I know and any result of telling him is better then sitting here, alone, scared, torn, and talking to myself in the mirror. She glanced back at herself, a look of determination and acceptance etched along her face. I will love you Sir Williams till the day I die.

           

            She snuck out through a deserted servants corridor and out through their garden entrance. Knowing how much William enjoys the garden, resulting in almost always being found there this time of night. The only light was that of the full moon that grinned down in mocking laughter for her misfortune. She sent a glaring eye, but mouthing thanks at the light it provided, it was enough to see where the statues stood and shadows of movement, be it the trees in the wind or to be able to someone roaming the path. She looked up at the stars, avoiding the mocking moon and watched for a moment as the stars winked at her, some laughing and some encouraging her, but perhaps they just all want to see me die.

            She saw two shadows shift up ahead and ducked behind a statue as they headed in her direction. She faintly heard the giggles, recognizing it as one of the cooks. She scrutinized the scene before her and drew to one single blindingly obvious conclusion, he was going to do with again, and here I am watching transfixed one more. Here I am about to witness his acts again, out here in the garden like the first time. Only it’s another servant, another girl who has gained his lusting eyes only to be struck down. Because none of them are good enough and of course not they are only servants. If I could get him to look at me in such a way, I surely would survive the stare. The wind whistled through the trees and she fixed a glare at them for laughing at her. She was the Kings daughter, regardless of the treatment, and that still put her well above a single simple cook.

Unable to look away she focused on his hand as it snaked up along the arms of the cook, watching as the goose bumps rose to meet his finger tips, up and along to her neck, his other buried in her light and curled hair. Williams hand then gripped her hair and pulled her head off to one side. The silent scream that echoed nowhere, was etched on the cooks face with wide eyes which the Princess saw all too clearly as a cloud shifted to brighten the scene.

            Both her hands reached to cover her mouth, to keep from screaming. As his mouth, sharp and demonic tore into her throat, blood seeped past his lips, and yet she still watched as he drank deeply from the cook’s neck till there was nothing left and just let the body fall with a thump to the ground, empty, drained, hollow, he turned then and she was sure her thumping heart had portrayed her location.

            “Princess Niasha.” He grinned, stepping towards her, “You know your not suppose to be out of your room, and yet, here you are, again.”

            He knows. She straightens up from her spot behind the statue of a fallen solder, her hands dropping to her sides, but I am so happy to see him. She grinned with a blush creeping along her cheeks. ”Sir Williams, it’s an honor to see you again.” She leaned against the statue, biting her lip nervously. “I know, but it was such a well lit night, with the moon so full, I couldn’t resist walking through the gardens instead of viewing it from my balcony.” She gave him her best attempt at a coy grin, turning more Cheshire cat, then a lusty young girl.

            “You’re a naughty, Princess.” He smirked, wagging his finger, like a scolding father. “But, someone who shares the same views on walking through a garden on such a wonderful night, how can I discourage that.” He winked at her, and started off in the opposite direction from the body of the cook.

            “Sir William!” She called after him, and caught up quickly.

            He gave an amused grin with an accompanying twinkle in his eyes. “Yes?”

            “May I walk with you?” She blurted out, more nervous then she was hoping to sound. I am being childish; there is no need to be shy, other then enough to look appealing.

            Sir William, smiled down at her, and brushed his hand along her back. ”What is a night walk in the garden without some company?”

            Her heart skipped a beat, perhaps this is the start. Perhaps he will try for my hand. Her mind buzzed happily and she leaned just a little closer, not enough to touch, but enough to where she could take a deep breath and inhale his scent of a burning fire and a hint of iron. She smiled contently, feeling the warmth of his energy as he walked beside her, it seems to crackle and was dense, and she relished in the cocoon of it.

            They didn’t speak, till they reached the pond and frogs croaked out of sync from one another, and ripples navigated through and off each other from the fish and frogs lingering and jumping around.

            Sir William stopped and she followed suit, turning to face him.

            “Here, I thought you might like this.” He held up a necklace, with a simple sphere of a stone, which was a crystal blue and something was etched inside, but she couldn’t see what it was. It looked familiar but she pushed that aside, it’s a gift from William.

            “Its beautiful.” She reached out to take it.

            “Here, I will put it on.” He stepped behind her and placed it around her neck, tying a knot in the leather material that was used as the chain.

            “Thank you, Sir Williams, your too kind.” Her hand brushed the stone fondly, it felt warm yet icy to the touch. 

            She shivered as his hands ran along his shoulders as he still stood behind her, and she recalled what had happened to the cook, her heart raced not in fear but in excitement, at least it would be at his hands.

            He leaned down and kissed along her neck, and she leaned back against him. She whimpered when he suddenly stopped, and his chuckled tickled her ear, where he whispered. ‘The merchant said this stone holds magic to those who are deserving. But he didn’t say what it was, but I thought of anyone who was deserving, it would be you, my Princess.” 

None of the other girls could get it to work, time to try her, her energies are much stronger then the other girls, she is also more stubborn, and strong headed then those simpletons were. If anyone actually could unlock it, it had to be her.  

To be continued…

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Afterword

So this story ended up longer then I was expecting it, so I am going to break it up into 3 maybe 4 parts. The beginning is now finished, the end is mostly worked out and much of it is typed, and the middle is still giving me a little trouble, but I know where I want this story to go, and I know some key things that I want to happen. I just need to work out the middle a little more, which is why I am also breaking this up in parts. I don’t know if I will have part 2 finished tomorrow or not, but I will be working on I some more later tonight, after Psych and the character chatter, and I will work on it tomorrow and post it as soon as I have it worked out well enough.

Though its getting close to Psych and character chatter time, which is making it hard to concentrate on this anymore for now. >.>So I am going to take a break, watch some Red Dwarf until Psych is on.

Yay for it being Wednesday, and also the 14^th, which is a good number, twice as good as 7, so that must mean today will be good. Well yeah, so far it has, I got Korean BBQ for breakfast/lunch, and the story I started yesterday that I was unsure about is actually turning out quite well and I wonder if I can polish it enough to submit to some short story magazine or something, somewhere? Also the two clips I saw today for tonight’s episode of Psych have me so anxious for it to be on, tonight’s episode looks amazing and it looks like it has a good dose of Henry, which makes me happy. Yay!   

Today is a great day, and I am going to enjoy it happily, and relish in my current good mood and high inspirations, if I can keep rolling with this positive mindset, then everything that has been crappy for the last few months will get better. But for now, some Red Dwarf till Psych. Yes! Goodgood times!

So the side notes, and that I am up, up and away to lovely sci-fi humor, I <3 you Rimmer, you’re the best:

   -Follow me on Twitter, because I will tweet every time I post on my blog and I will post a link.  Nekodra's Twitter and remember Sharing is Caring, retweet to your friends if they might enjoy this.

         -Have fun and toss me writing prompt, I would love the practice. I will credit you for tossing the prompt when I post the resulting story.

         -If you have never seen Psych, and you love comedies or crime shows, I highly recommend it! You will laugh so much. Psych airs tonight on USA. YAY <3

         -Also if you have never seen Red Dwarf it’s a great British Sci-fi comedy, and a new season after many years will air September 2012 for Red Dwarf X.

        - Please remember feedback, I can’t grow as a writer from silence.

        -Also remember unless stated otherwise, these stories and drawings belong to me, I wrote/drew them, please respect that.

                                             ~Nekodra K.D. LaCroix