Rozen: His First Year
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aldersprigSeventh in a series of character-building vignettes following a bunch of characters through their time at Addergoole & beyond.
If you've read any Addergoole at all, Rozen should be familiar to you.
Addergoole, Year 2
The school was in the middle of freaking nowhere. It was in the middle of nowhere, and there were less than 40 students, over half of whom had already been here a year. It was in the middle of nowhere, there were less than 40 students, and the older ones all acted like there was some sort of massive joke going on. And it was a four-year sentence. Rozen was ready to punch someone.
He already had punched one guy - half of a pair, creepy rednecks with a "banjos" vibe going on and the same smug attitude as the rest of the upperclassmen. He'd broken the bastard's nose, and the PE teacher had shown up about three seconds later.
Luke might have been a head shorter than Rozen, but he had "don't fuck with the Marines" written all over him. Rozen had stepped back, shown his hands clearly, and waited for the officer to ask unpleasant questions. The two shits he'd been fighting had laughed and run off.
That's how he'd learned their names - Meshach and Shadrach - and learned that there were times when the authorities here would just not care if you broke someone's face. The school was still in the middle of nowhere, but it had a few advantages.
"Well, hello." A long-fingered hand landed on Rozen's bicep, and her turned to look the owner in the face, ready to punch again. He'd already had to explain to two predatory women that he was nobody's dog, thank you very much, nobody's boy, and he wouldn't come when called. This one...
...Could look him in the eye, which was impressive. Most of the time he was looking at the top of women's heads. She was wearing heels - he checked - but that still meant she was nearly six foot tall in her own right.
Her lips were red. Her hair was black. Her smile was hungry. "I've heard about you already. That's impressive; it's only the second week of school."
"If you've heard of me, you know I don't bow to anyone." His voice was coming out a little thickly. He was human (or whatever) and she was, he had to admit, gorgeous even in a school full of pretty girls.
"I know. And that's all right, I don't have any interest in boys that do. But would you be interested, maybe, in laying down for a while?"
"This school moves fast." Which wasn't to say he wasn't interested.
"The school moves the way it moves. I, on the other hand, move the way I want to. Right now, that would be under you. She offered him a hand. "I'm Dita, by the way."
"Rozen." He shook her hand. This school had a couple advantages, he supposed.
Basalt: His First Year
Nyyrikki: Her First Year
Orliath: Her Second Year
Cynara: Her Second Year
If you've read any Addergoole at all, Rozen should be familiar to you.
Addergoole, Year 2
The school was in the middle of freaking nowhere. It was in the middle of nowhere, and there were less than 40 students, over half of whom had already been here a year. It was in the middle of nowhere, there were less than 40 students, and the older ones all acted like there was some sort of massive joke going on. And it was a four-year sentence. Rozen was ready to punch someone.
He already had punched one guy - half of a pair, creepy rednecks with a "banjos" vibe going on and the same smug attitude as the rest of the upperclassmen. He'd broken the bastard's nose, and the PE teacher had shown up about three seconds later.
Luke might have been a head shorter than Rozen, but he had "don't fuck with the Marines" written all over him. Rozen had stepped back, shown his hands clearly, and waited for the officer to ask unpleasant questions. The two shits he'd been fighting had laughed and run off.
That's how he'd learned their names - Meshach and Shadrach - and learned that there were times when the authorities here would just not care if you broke someone's face. The school was still in the middle of nowhere, but it had a few advantages.
"Well, hello." A long-fingered hand landed on Rozen's bicep, and her turned to look the owner in the face, ready to punch again. He'd already had to explain to two predatory women that he was nobody's dog, thank you very much, nobody's boy, and he wouldn't come when called. This one...
...Could look him in the eye, which was impressive. Most of the time he was looking at the top of women's heads. She was wearing heels - he checked - but that still meant she was nearly six foot tall in her own right.
Her lips were red. Her hair was black. Her smile was hungry. "I've heard about you already. That's impressive; it's only the second week of school."
"If you've heard of me, you know I don't bow to anyone." His voice was coming out a little thickly. He was human (or whatever) and she was, he had to admit, gorgeous even in a school full of pretty girls.
"I know. And that's all right, I don't have any interest in boys that do. But would you be interested, maybe, in laying down for a while?"
"This school moves fast." Which wasn't to say he wasn't interested.
"The school moves the way it moves. I, on the other hand, move the way I want to. Right now, that would be under you. She offered him a hand. "I'm Dita, by the way."
"Rozen." He shook her hand. This school had a couple advantages, he supposed.
Basalt: His First Year
Nyyrikki: Her First Year
Orliath: Her Second Year
Cynara: Her Second Year
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Date: 2013-09-20 08:50 pm (UTC)β. “a "banjos" vibe” ??
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Date: 2013-09-20 09:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-21 01:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-21 01:43 am (UTC)This is 1996, the apoc is 2011.
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Date: 2013-09-21 01:48 am (UTC)Ah, θx.
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Date: 2013-09-21 01:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-09-21 01:53 am (UTC)Sorry, phonetic shorthand. θ is lowercase Greek letter theta and the IPA* symbol for voiceless "th" as in "thin". I meant that as "thx", i.e., "thanks".
*International Phonetic Alphabet here, not India Pale Ale... which I also like.
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Date: 2013-09-21 01:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-12 08:34 pm (UTC)I'm not sure I've ever seen Meschach and Shadrach described that way (or described at all), but I knew who it was right away.
I also don't recall ever associating Addergoole-Dita with Dita von Teese, but I like it.