Something About a House – II: Mercy

 

Leaving the house was cheating. Not technically — there were no actual rules to mercy, except that you stopped trying to kill your opponent when they cried “mercy” — but if Zebra had found Katters out here, sitting on the hood of the car, he would have cried “foul” first. And he knew she would have done the same, if she’d found him.

But cheating is only cheating if you get caught.

He sat on the hood of their rented, puke-green four-door and stared up at the house. In the interest of not getting caught, he needed to kill time until he was sure she was far away from the foyer, so she wouldn’t see him sneak back inside.

He did like the house. He almost wanted to keep it, but it would never be worth the hassle or the expense of owning a second home in a different country. It was too far away to be convenient, too close to be exotic.

But what he really wanted was to know why it was his now, in the first place.

It wasn’t a mystery why Great-Uncle Anthony hadn’t left it to any of his many, more-deserving relatives. Great-Uncle Anthony was even more of a black sheep than Zebra was, and had been pushed away from the family when Zebra was very young. But that was just it. Zebra barely remembered the man. He had never been invited to the house for a holiday, had no fond memories of bonding with his great-uncle over whatever it was people did for fun in Bayhedge. Had no fond memories of his great-uncle at all.

Why had the house been left to anyone? Why hadn’t Great-Uncle Anthony died in as much familial obscurity as he had lived, and let the house go to the bank, or whatever friends he’d gathered in his old age?

It was time to go back inside. If he waited too long, Katters would loop back around to the foyer, and he’d be stuck out there until she went back upstairs again. And his butt was getting cold.

He slid down from the hood of the car, dusted off the seat of his slacks, and crept up the porch steps. He kept his hand in his pocket, on the derringer he’d stolen from Katters’ luggage. Continue reading

Something About a House – I: The House

Gravel crunched under-tire as Katters and Zebra neared the end of their road-trip. It had taken ten hours of almost constant driving, but they’d made it to Bayhedge.

They were not in the quaint, seaside town they’d envisioned. Instead, Zebra drove them through a dense, uninhabited wood, over a side-road that twisted dangerously through the fog. His new property did not coexist with the rest of Bayhedge so much as sit above it, looking down on the city like a gargoyle.

He could not tell at what point, exactly, the gravel road turned into a gravel driveway. The trees which could sometimes be spotted looming in through the fog dwindled in frequency until the car was left alone with the road and a flat wall of grey. Here, all sound seemed to disappear — even the tires sounded distant, as though the entire world had been swallowed up by the fog and digested into nothing.

Katters lit a cigarette. Her scales and snout were illuminated orange for a moment, then faded back to their normal, brownish colours. “Yeah,” she said, rolling her window down. “This looks like a real fun place to live.” Continue reading

State of the Rabbit: November ’17

Last month, I made progress on HJ7 and Something About a House.

The List of Things What Need Writing:

  • Swap
  • Vampire Drugs
  • Swap Epilogue
  • Magic ‘Taken’
  • Swap II: Cursed
  • Mountain and Bird
  • Zebra’s Revenge
  • HJ7
  • Hyde’s Revenge
  • The Woods
  • Something About a House
  • And Then There Were Zombies
  • Strapped to a Bomb
  • Nice for Once
  • Excellent Customer Service
  • Trapped in the Bathroom
  • Scary Stories to Tell in Snowtown
  • Katters Gets Ketjucated
  • Two Sides
  • Where She’ll/He’ll Never Be Found
  • The Monster that Became a Child
  • Paging Dr. Jones
  • Ket eras
  • Ket folklore
  • Who Stole the Heat from the Sun
  • Claiming Land
  • Death
  • Non-Optional Employment
  • Nothlitism
  • SnowRPG Content
  • Whodunnit
  • Thing

Feel free to encourage me to work on something in particular, if a something in particular strikes your fancy.

Swap, pt. 4

 

He had been doing really well, right up to the point where he passed out. Sor liked to think it was her magic’s guidance that had been doing all the work — the idea that Zebra could be good at something, something she was good at, something she took pride in, that would be too much for her to bear.

“Zebra!” she shouted into his face, taking his shoulders and giving them a good shake. “Zebra! Are you in there?!”

He didn’t respond, so she slapped him. It was satisfying, loud and violent, even though she was slapping her own face. But he still didn’t respond, and she was starting to get worried. He was still alive, but if he was in a coma or something, there was no way to get to the magic inside him. And that meant there was no way to switch back.

And that was unacceptable. She might have been able to handle being trapped in the wrong body for the rest of her life, but Zebra’s? No. A thousand times no.

Thankfully, he groaned and tried to sit up, jerking to his elbows before collapsing back to the stone floor. Sor resisted the sudden and strong urge to throw her arms around him, to hug him in her relief.

“Zebra!” she repeated, and he groaned again, pain painting his stolen face. There was a pink spot blooming over his cheek, through Sor’s false scales and equally false mouth, but he seemed to have other things to worry about just then. “Can you hear me?” she asked.

He nodded, his head wobbling drunkenly, and he tried sitting up again. This time, he succeeded.

“So,” she said. “We may need to revise our previous deadline to ‘lunch’.”

“What,” he managed. “What was that?”

“That was a backfire. You tried to cast a magic but it couldn’t get out.”

“It was—” He tried to stand, but slipped and fell back to his ass. “It was,” he repeated, fishing for words.

It was weird to see him at a loss, but Sor could get used to it.

“I know. Backfires are intense, even when you’re working small. It can be traumatic. Don’t try to stand up, yet.”

He ignored her, struggling to his feet. “Intense,” he said, trying the word out. “Yes. Intense.”

“Seriously, you should give yourself a minute, at least.”

He wobbled, but didn’t fall down, steadying himself with his arms held out away from his sides. “It was amazing.”

“What?”

“Aside from the part where it hurt like, like hell. Aside from that part. That was a rush! It was great!”

“Oh, jesus,” she muttered. “Okay, you’re fried. Don’t worry, it’ll pass, eventually.”

Of course, it wasn’t him who was worried. Continue reading

State of the Rabbit: October ’17

Last month, I made progress on Swap, Vampire Drugs, Swap II, Mountain and Bird, Zebra’s Revenge, HJ7, Nice for Once, Excellent Customer Service, Katters Get Ketjucated, The Monster that Became a Child, Scary Stories to Tell in Snowtown, and Thing.

The List of Things What Need Writing:

  • Swap
  • Vampire Drugs
  • Swap Epilogue
  • Magic ‘Taken’
  • Swap II: Cursed
  • Mountain and Bird
  • Zebra’s Revenge
  • HJ7
  • Hyde’s Revenge
  • The Woods
  • Something About a House
  • And Then There Were Zombies
  • Strapped to a Bomb
  • Nice for Once
  • Excellent Customer Service
  • Trapped in the Bathroom
  • Scary Stories to Tell in Snowtown
  • Katters Gets Ketjucated
  • Where She’ll/He’ll Never Be Found
  • The Monster that Became a Child
  • Paging Dr. Jones
  • Ket eras
  • Ket folklore
  • Who Stole the Heat from the Sun
  • Death
  • Non-Optional Employment
  • Nothlitism
  • SnowRPG Content
  • Thing

Feel free to encourage me to work on something in particular, if a something in particular strikes your fancy.

State of the Rabbit: August ’17

Last month I made progress on And Then There Were Zombies, Swap, and The Woods. I also added Ket Folklore, Nothlitism, and Escape to the list of things what need writing.

The List of Things What Need Writing:

  • Swap
  • Vampire Drugs
  • Swap Epilogue
  • Magic ‘Taken’
  • Swap II: Cursed
  • HJ7
  • The Woods
  • Something About a House
  • And Then There Were Zombies
  • Where She’ll/He’ll Never Be Found
  • Paging Dr. Jones
  • The Monster That Became a Child
  • Strapped to a Bomb
  • Trapped in the Bathroom
  • Ket Eras
  • Ket Folklore
  • Escape
  • Death
  • Non-Optional Employment
  • Nothlitism
  • SnowRPG content

July was a rough one and I didn’t get as much done as I wanted to. I hope to make August a much more productive month.

Feel free to encourage me to work on something in particular, if a something in particular strikes your fancy.