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Addergoole has a landing page here and on LJ
This story requires, I think, some background to really understand.
Her father was scolding Falk again.
Regine could hear every word through the library wall. If she moved to the other side of the library, she wouldn't have to hear them anymore, and would be able to focus on her studies. She was fascinated with this book, with the whole series of them her father had found and brought for her and Falk, one at a time, plying them with scholarly works the way some girls' parents brought them toys or clothing.
"Haven't I given you everything?" their father was demanding, in the quiet way that was so much more real, more intense, than the yelling she'd heard other men do. Her father never yelled. "I have provided you every advantage, Falk. Everything."
Falk's answer was almost swallowed. If their father was calm and soft-spoken, Falk was nearly inaudible on a good day. "You've given me everything to start, Father. And I am very grateful for that."
"If you're grateful, then why would you have done this? Why would you have besmirched my legacy this way?" Their father wasn't shouting. He would never shout. But his voice was getting a bit more enthusiastic.
"I didn't do this on purpose. Believe me, it was my sincere wish to Change properly. I don't know what happened, Father. I didn't do this to spite you. I didn't do this at all."
"My blood is pure-blooded Grigori. My line can be counted all the way back to the Greeks. To the Gods themselves. This must have been another of your experimental ideas." Their father made "experimental" sound like a perversion. "You will fix this mockery, or you will leave."
"Father..."
Regine looked down at the book in her hands, and moved to the other side of the library.
Regine and her father Changed as full-blooded Grigori; her half-brother, Falk, did not. At that time, the early 1700's, the wheres and whyfores of pure-blooded or half-blooded were not understood. The genetics of the Ellehemaei are still not all that well understood.
cluudle's promptAddergoole has a landing page here and on LJ
This story requires, I think, some background to really understand.
Her father was scolding Falk again.
Regine could hear every word through the library wall. If she moved to the other side of the library, she wouldn't have to hear them anymore, and would be able to focus on her studies. She was fascinated with this book, with the whole series of them her father had found and brought for her and Falk, one at a time, plying them with scholarly works the way some girls' parents brought them toys or clothing.
"Haven't I given you everything?" their father was demanding, in the quiet way that was so much more real, more intense, than the yelling she'd heard other men do. Her father never yelled. "I have provided you every advantage, Falk. Everything."
Falk's answer was almost swallowed. If their father was calm and soft-spoken, Falk was nearly inaudible on a good day. "You've given me everything to start, Father. And I am very grateful for that."
"If you're grateful, then why would you have done this? Why would you have besmirched my legacy this way?" Their father wasn't shouting. He would never shout. But his voice was getting a bit more enthusiastic.
"I didn't do this on purpose. Believe me, it was my sincere wish to Change properly. I don't know what happened, Father. I didn't do this to spite you. I didn't do this at all."
"My blood is pure-blooded Grigori. My line can be counted all the way back to the Greeks. To the Gods themselves. This must have been another of your experimental ideas." Their father made "experimental" sound like a perversion. "You will fix this mockery, or you will leave."
"Father..."
Regine looked down at the book in her hands, and moved to the other side of the library.
Regine and her father Changed as full-blooded Grigori; her half-brother, Falk, did not. At that time, the early 1700's, the wheres and whyfores of pure-blooded or half-blooded were not understood. The genetics of the Ellehemaei are still not all that well understood.
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Date: 2012-01-23 01:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-23 02:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-23 03:01 pm (UTC)('nother typo: she wouldn't _be_ have to )
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Date: 2012-01-23 05:54 pm (UTC)Yes, I imagine some of that is going on here.
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Date: 2012-01-23 04:24 am (UTC)Oh... poor Falk. Is this the germ of Regine's idea for the breeding program?
Typos: "every work" "the whol series"
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Date: 2012-01-23 02:00 pm (UTC)I was a little cold when I wrote this...
And yes. Falk, and then her child (see "Pebbles.")
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Date: 2012-04-10 06:38 am (UTC)-WhovianDM
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Date: 2012-04-10 12:27 pm (UTC)