Not the Other Way

MjAxNC04ZjBlYTU5ZmNiZjdiZjY4 Hi! It’s been (or seems like it’s been) AGES since I posted a WIPpet last. Almost a year… I’ve tried to get myself back into regular writing and regular posting (thank you, ROW80, for that boost), and now I’m trying to branch back out to some of the other blogging bits I loved.

Since the WIPpet was first of my writing bloghop loves, it makes sense I’d post here first.

Now, a year later and I’m getting so old and decrepit, I’m not sure I’m up to a solid run of WIPpet maths. So I’m going the lazy route. Thirty sentences from a section I’ve JUST written (so yeah, a bit rough) of the that Unnamed Story I used to post here. Five for the month of June and 25 for the day.

I confess, I wasn’t super careful about counting, because I’m never quite sure how to count those one word sentences. The number should be close.

The Dean sighed. “You looked like you needed a distraction.” This time the man did reach for the lighter.

Though he’d have preferred to let the air clear itself, he tipped the table lightly with his boot so the cylinder slid down to the man’s hand. “Remind me the next time I’m doing admissions to put you in a class with the diplomatic pool.”

Lan grunted before he lit his cigar. “We each have our specialties.”

‘Listii resettled himself with a nod to the other man. “True. Thanks.”

They spent a small moment or two discussion the recent training class and Vant’s present performance. But it was a dangerous topic at the present, as least as far as he was concerned. And though Lan was clearly trying to avoid saying it, the man was the one to give up the woman’s name.

“Atyr noticed it–” Lan stopped himself short, then tipped his head apologetically. “Sorry. I know this has been difficult. At least according to Alanii she’s taken a T2. She won’t sense the varia if you don’t let her.”

‘Listii chewed his lip, knowing the gesture would stave Lan from anything more. When he’d finally gathered himself enough to speak, he didn’t waste words. Until last night Lan had been one of only three people to know the truth about his feelings for Atyr. The man hadn’t been more than gently accepting of the sacrifices he’d made for the woman in all the time he’d known.

And ‘Listii thought he preferred it that way.

“She knows about it. We ended up talking last night.”

Well that had to be a first, he thought to himself as the older man started to gasp then choke on the mouthful of smoke he’d taken. “Sheโ€”is that why you came racing down here this morning like a first year trainee with one of us after his hide?”

‘Listii didn’t wince at the analogy as accurate as it was, only because he’d spent as long as he had training for his profession. The fact that he needed to call on his training though also spoke volumes. And the fact that Lan had seen fit to ask spoke another ten or so volumes.

At least, Lan’s misapprehensions were easy to settle. “I left her, Lan, not the other way around.”

So that’s it for me. Why don’t you head over to the WIPpet linky and visit some our other awesome members? Thanks and memorial chocolate to KLSchwengel for her inspiring me to this party a few years ago and to the delightful Emily Witt who is holding the crew together with all our silliness. ๐Ÿ˜€

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12 responses to “Not the Other Way

  1. Oh, ‘Listii. Just because you were the one who left doesn’t mean that it doesn’t hurt. You, or her.

    Or that leaving was the right thing to do, for that matter…

    I’m glad ‘Listii has things to say, again, though, because you know I’ve missed him, and you, here. =)

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    • It hurts. Definitely… but people do silly things when they care about others.

      There’s more ready for next week, I guess. They’ve all been social and friendly.

      Did you know Alanii had a twin sister? I didn’t until this week. It’s part of his obsession with twins in general. She was separated from him at birth and he never got to know her. Just found out through some snooping of family records about his real mother… Yeah. Story fodder.

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  2. Yay! I’m glad you’re back. ๐Ÿ™‚ I like the easy conversation between these two, despite that bit of tension and reveal at the end.

    I’m glad I’m not the only one who doesn’t know how to count the short sentences! I usually end up counting them, but I’ve noticed a lot of people don’t (I do another blog hop as well). Hm.

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    • Those short sentences … well, I fudged a bit this time, I guess looking at it now. But I think it works.

      Thankee for the welcome home! I’m glad the conversation came off as easy and mostly natural. That was the plan.

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  3. Yay! ‘Listii’s back! I feel kind of like I came in mid-season to a show I haven’t watched in a long time. You’re going to have to give us more so I can reorient myself. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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  4. I am a little bit confused but that is because I am visiting your blog for the first time. It seems as if Lan wants to be romantically involved with Atyr but is keeping his feeling hidden. The why would interest me. The dialogue got me involved and I wanted to know more.
    Shalom aleichem,
    Patricia

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    • I can understand the confusion… Sorry, I did sort of plop you in the middle of things without much warning. No, Lan has no interest in Atyr at all. He’s just trying to help ‘Listii through his own convoluted feelings for her. I’m glad the dialogue got you involved though. I’m really trying to work on that stuff more.

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  5. A year? Wow! Nice to see โ€˜Listii back. ๐Ÿ˜€ And you. Thanks for the chocolate, btw. YUM!

    I got a little tangled trying to figure out who was who in the center part, but that’s likely due to just being tossed in and having been on such a break. ๐Ÿ˜‰

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    • Yeah, I did kind of just toss people in without explanations. All I can really say right now is it is wwwwaaaay along in the Unnamed Story (about a chapter from the climax of the story), and it’s just Lan and ‘Listii talking about the day… and some stupid (or not) stuff ‘Listii did recently.

      You’re welcome. Hope you don’t mind it was hazelnut chocolate. All I had left in the house.

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