Friday Banshee
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lavandarlizard2It's been a loooong month already. >.< I haz a bone spur. Wouldn't you just know it?! And on the bottom of my heel, no less. I can't wear my huaraches now. Doc says I should have some sneaks with skooshy soles. Right. She didn't say where I should find the money for skooshy-soled sneaks, so they won't be happening any time soon. I do have Crocs, though. They may be tacky and goofy and totally lame and unfashionable, but damn are they comfy. ^___^ Doc is not convinced, but she'll go with the Crocs until I find a pot of gold or a diamond mine under my spider plants.
So, more new Banshee; enjoy. ^___^
BFB – Part 103 – Crazy is as Crazy Does
You don’t seriously believe Heero told me everything after the fire call, do you? Of course not. He insisted on washing my hair and then combing it out for me to braid, picking out my clothing for our meeting with Ctik, deciding where we should meet him; all with a running commentary on his trip to the Clan hold, my day with the appraisers and possibilities for Ctik’s housing.
I kind of expected it and I could have just told him we’d wait until after this week to discuss his issues, but he’s kind of cute when he’s attempting to be perky and distract me. Wyverns don’t really do perky that well; it comes out way too intense. It’s fun to watch him try, though; I’m not sure if he’s figured out how bad he is at it.
He called Ctik and arranged for us to meet at a nice club on the north side of town. It’s a mixed clientele, but more up-scale than the Potbellied Goose. The music runs to jazz and blues, rather than rock and country.
We drove instead of flying as the forecast was for rain later, and we were just getting out of the car when my phone rang. I answered automatically and found Raia on the other end.
“Hey Raia; what’s up?” It was nearly 1900, after our usual office hours, but Raia and Q often stay until much later. Q isn’t just our boss; he effectively runs the Castle and sometimes shit happens after hours that requires his attention.
“Hi Duo. Sorry to bother you; I know you’re probably meeting your vampire, so I’ll be quick.” I rolled my eyes at the “your vampire”, but couldn’t work up enough indignation to complain. I suppose he really was “my” vampire, at least until I found him a home. Interestingly enough, she didn’t sound anywhere near as nervous as she had the day Ctik arrived. Guess she’d been talking to the office. “I took a message for you this afternoon and after some discussion, it was determined that you should be the one to make a decision on it. Since you *are* an adult.”
The phone was on speaker and Heero was at my elbow. I glanced at him and he had that “I know nothing” expression, so I knew that adult comment was a dig at him.
“Heero’s here and looking guilty,” I told Raia and watched him glare at my phone. “What didn’t he want me to know about?”
Raia snickered. “You know him so well! As I said there was a call for you and it caused a bit of discussion over whether you should actually get the message.” I raised an eyebrow at Heero and he just rolled his eyes. “But since you are an adult and perfectly capable of dealing with things on your own…” That was open to debate on occasion, but I do like to at least be informed. “The call was from a doctor; Julie’s psychiatrist. She wanted to talk to you about Julie.”
That made me blink. Is it childish to admit that I’d just sort of shoved Julie and all that attendant crap into a corner of my mind and thrown a tarp over it? I thought I was done with her.
“Did she… um… say what she wanted to talk about? Wait. A female doctor? I thought Julie’s shrink was a guy.”
“That was the sheriff’s shrink; this is the hospital shrink. Dr Radcliffe. She wasn’t specific, just that she would really like to talk to you as soon as possible. She left her office number and her personal number.” A doctor – a *Human* doctor – left a *personal* number?! Damn! This was serious!
Just what I needed in the midst of an hourglass assignment. I rubbed the back of my neck and decided I might as well get it over with. “Text me her numbers, please. I’ll call her now. Thanks Raia. For being my advocate.” Against my over-protective boyfriend.
“Will do, sir. Let us know if you need any help with whatever it is.” The connection ended and a moment later the text came through.
I closed my phone for a moment. “Heero, you’ve been doing so well… What the fuck?”
He laid his arms around my shoulders and kissed my cheek. “I only suggested holding off until next week. I never said you shouldn’t know.”
I poked him in the ribs. “Suu~uuure. How about if you go find Ctik and let me deal with this and get it out of the way, okay?”
“I’d rather –“
“Of course you would, but unless you want to tell me every-damn-detail of your ‘difficulty’ right here and now, you’ll haul your scaly ass into that building and let me pretend to be an adult for a few minutes.” I poked him in the sternum and he winced. According to the Weres, my index finger is pretty damn sharp.
He sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. “Very well, Chosen. Five minutes and I come looking for you.”
I snickered and gave him a shove.
It isn’t that I don’t appreciate his concern – or Raia’s or Q’s or any of the rest of the office – it’s just that I’d like to take a stab at these things myself before I have to call in the flying monkeys. They, on the other hand, want to be proactive. Maybe by the time I’m old and gray they will have stopped. Ha.
So, more new Banshee; enjoy. ^___^
BFB – Part 103 – Crazy is as Crazy Does
You don’t seriously believe Heero told me everything after the fire call, do you? Of course not. He insisted on washing my hair and then combing it out for me to braid, picking out my clothing for our meeting with Ctik, deciding where we should meet him; all with a running commentary on his trip to the Clan hold, my day with the appraisers and possibilities for Ctik’s housing.
I kind of expected it and I could have just told him we’d wait until after this week to discuss his issues, but he’s kind of cute when he’s attempting to be perky and distract me. Wyverns don’t really do perky that well; it comes out way too intense. It’s fun to watch him try, though; I’m not sure if he’s figured out how bad he is at it.
He called Ctik and arranged for us to meet at a nice club on the north side of town. It’s a mixed clientele, but more up-scale than the Potbellied Goose. The music runs to jazz and blues, rather than rock and country.
We drove instead of flying as the forecast was for rain later, and we were just getting out of the car when my phone rang. I answered automatically and found Raia on the other end.
“Hey Raia; what’s up?” It was nearly 1900, after our usual office hours, but Raia and Q often stay until much later. Q isn’t just our boss; he effectively runs the Castle and sometimes shit happens after hours that requires his attention.
“Hi Duo. Sorry to bother you; I know you’re probably meeting your vampire, so I’ll be quick.” I rolled my eyes at the “your vampire”, but couldn’t work up enough indignation to complain. I suppose he really was “my” vampire, at least until I found him a home. Interestingly enough, she didn’t sound anywhere near as nervous as she had the day Ctik arrived. Guess she’d been talking to the office. “I took a message for you this afternoon and after some discussion, it was determined that you should be the one to make a decision on it. Since you *are* an adult.”
The phone was on speaker and Heero was at my elbow. I glanced at him and he had that “I know nothing” expression, so I knew that adult comment was a dig at him.
“Heero’s here and looking guilty,” I told Raia and watched him glare at my phone. “What didn’t he want me to know about?”
Raia snickered. “You know him so well! As I said there was a call for you and it caused a bit of discussion over whether you should actually get the message.” I raised an eyebrow at Heero and he just rolled his eyes. “But since you are an adult and perfectly capable of dealing with things on your own…” That was open to debate on occasion, but I do like to at least be informed. “The call was from a doctor; Julie’s psychiatrist. She wanted to talk to you about Julie.”
That made me blink. Is it childish to admit that I’d just sort of shoved Julie and all that attendant crap into a corner of my mind and thrown a tarp over it? I thought I was done with her.
“Did she… um… say what she wanted to talk about? Wait. A female doctor? I thought Julie’s shrink was a guy.”
“That was the sheriff’s shrink; this is the hospital shrink. Dr Radcliffe. She wasn’t specific, just that she would really like to talk to you as soon as possible. She left her office number and her personal number.” A doctor – a *Human* doctor – left a *personal* number?! Damn! This was serious!
Just what I needed in the midst of an hourglass assignment. I rubbed the back of my neck and decided I might as well get it over with. “Text me her numbers, please. I’ll call her now. Thanks Raia. For being my advocate.” Against my over-protective boyfriend.
“Will do, sir. Let us know if you need any help with whatever it is.” The connection ended and a moment later the text came through.
I closed my phone for a moment. “Heero, you’ve been doing so well… What the fuck?”
He laid his arms around my shoulders and kissed my cheek. “I only suggested holding off until next week. I never said you shouldn’t know.”
I poked him in the ribs. “Suu~uuure. How about if you go find Ctik and let me deal with this and get it out of the way, okay?”
“I’d rather –“
“Of course you would, but unless you want to tell me every-damn-detail of your ‘difficulty’ right here and now, you’ll haul your scaly ass into that building and let me pretend to be an adult for a few minutes.” I poked him in the sternum and he winced. According to the Weres, my index finger is pretty damn sharp.
He sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. “Very well, Chosen. Five minutes and I come looking for you.”
I snickered and gave him a shove.
It isn’t that I don’t appreciate his concern – or Raia’s or Q’s or any of the rest of the office – it’s just that I’d like to take a stab at these things myself before I have to call in the flying monkeys. They, on the other hand, want to be proactive. Maybe by the time I’m old and gray they will have stopped. Ha.
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Date: 2011-08-12 07:26 pm (UTC)Re: bone spur - maybe you can't buy a whole new pair of shoes, but what about those gel shoe inserts? Those might help.
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Date: 2011-08-12 07:54 pm (UTC)I'm looking at those. ^___^ Right now, though, even those are out of my price range. =P
I'm thinking seriously about trying to knit or crochet some kind of poofy pad. ^___^ When in doubt, I usually reach for yarn.
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Date: 2011-08-12 09:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-12 10:32 pm (UTC)Heero better watch out. Duo does not need him mixing in his business. He does need to be ready, like any good partner, to back him up.
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Date: 2011-08-13 03:15 pm (UTC)I love the way you have these two interact. So cute.
Do you have an acupuncturist? There are two points on the palm that were miracles for my heel spurs and plantar fasciitis. They are called Mu Guan and Gu Guan. If your acupuncturist doesn't know where they are (they are specialized points and not generally taught,) I can send a copy of a diagram. They hurt like a bitch to get needled, but the result is TOTALLY worth it!
Good luck with your feet, in any case. Been there. Ouchies. {{{}}}
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Date: 2011-08-14 05:47 am (UTC)They do like to dance. ^____^
I have no job and no insurance, so no; no acupuncturist, chiropractor or massage therapist. *sigh* I'm lucky to have the low-income clinic right now and even that's kind of pricey. O.o
It's extra annoying because my doc has been after me to do more walking, so I have been. And this is what I have to show for it. =P
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Date: 2011-08-14 05:49 am (UTC)I'm diabetic, so anything to do with my feet gets my attention right quick. I was hoping for just a bruise. >.<
Heero can't really help it. It's a dragon thing. ^___^ But he does try not to be... um... smothering? Sometimes it even works. ^___^
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Date: 2011-08-14 05:51 am (UTC)Heh. Heero's not the only one to find himself on the receiving end of that pointy finger. ^___^
Hm... Would someone still 'wear the pants' if he only wore kilts? O_O
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Date: 2011-08-14 09:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-14 01:42 pm (UTC)Heero smothering? @0@ No! *snicker*
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Date: 2011-08-14 06:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 12:18 am (UTC)Love the interaction between them as always- Duo's going to get all the details later- I know he is! Tho I am very curious as to why the shrink wants to talk to him...
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Date: 2011-08-15 03:45 pm (UTC)Oh my. O_o I thought my calluses were bad, but I can still feel that little pokey thing. My sympathies to Himself; that's got to both suck and be scary.
Heero's just, you know, minding what's his. ^____^ If Duo was a jewel, he'd be locked away under a mountain.
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Date: 2011-08-15 04:06 pm (UTC)Temp jobs are just that - temp. And there isn't much of a market for what I do right now; companies have had to go the lean and mean route just to survive. The stuff I used to do back in the day is more physical, so that's not even a good alternative with my back and now this damn spur. I'm a low-maintenance kind of lizard, though, so I just hang in. ^___^
Doc did allow as how the Crocs would be acceptable for now, but she warned me to be careful with them, what with all the scary accident stories. Not being seven years old, though, I don't think that's a problem for me. ^___^ I've just added an extra aspirin in the morning and that does seem to help some. Not hiking all over the county helps also. ^___^
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Date: 2011-08-15 04:07 pm (UTC)I'm sure Heero and the Weres think there's some kind of magic involved in that pointy-ness. ^___^ It's really just the power of annoyance.
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Date: 2011-08-15 04:12 pm (UTC)I'm still trying to work out a design on that. ^___^ Got distracted with the quick&dirty quilt thing yesterday and then got another idea from that. The ideas are just multiplying like bunnies; wish they were fic ideas. O.^
Heero needs to be protective and Duo needs to know, but a compromise can be managed. Usually. ^___^ In spite of everything, Duo is important to Julie, so.... ^___^