Month: June 2011

good lord. 

It’s taken me three days just to get through my backlog of emails.

BUT IT IS DONE

and now I can get back to doing things that will (hopefully) make me moneyz

Whoa hey. I suddenly got like… four new followers today. Epic. You’re either here for the fic or here for the art. So yeah. Um. Hi.

So today I thought I was going to Edmonton. Apparently not, mom got the dates wrong. So instead I did a great many things that hurt.

Today’s Way of the Injury:

  • drop tools on foot while trying to unbury power sander
  • spend 2 hours sanding a helmet and sand through a couple fingers
  • spend a hour cutting foam. cut into thumb
  • spend three hours rewriting a couple chunks of Wrapped Up. wrist now aches
  • clean sewing room. step on multiple pins
  • play with dog. bruise hip

I just realized those first two make it sound like I power sanded through my fingers. I couldn’t find the power sander, so it was all good ol’ manpower. Still hurts.

And tomorrow I am actually going to Edmonton, where I plan to spend four hours writing fic in my notebooks before mom and I go visit museums and galleries and whathaveyou.

Last one of the sequence I wanted to post tonight. Between this one and the last one, you finally get that explanation for the whole Usagi = Jessica thing.

prompt: CHEAT
series: Wrapped Up In You
timeline:  Paved With Good Intentions
characters:  Usagi (Jessica)
words: 187
summary: (Americanizing a Princess)

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Halloween comes and goes before Usagi decides that she is going to Americanize her name. There are still so many people who can’t seem to pronounce her birth name correctly and she’s getting sick and tired of it. Logically, she decides to go with “Bunny”.

Illogically, it seems that everyone else has decided to start calling her “Jessica” instead, even her professors.

Her suspect list begins and ends with Gabriel; every attempt to correct someone on her name results in her tongue sticking to the roof of her mouth. She’s not all that impressed with him, though she privately admits that she’s impressed with the sheer scope of it. Everyone calls her Jessica now, even the staff at an off-campus restaurant she frequents.

It takes a few weeks to get used to being called Jess, of course, but by the time that thanksgiving rolls around it’s just another odd facet of her life. For all intents and purposes, she is and has always been Jessica Tsukino, to everyone but Brady.

It comes as a relief to not be Usagi anymore.

(She’s still going to hurt Gabriel then next time she sees him)

And the second one for tonight. There’s actually one between the one I posted earlier and this one, but it’s not all that essential and I’m tweaking it to make it more worthy of actually being part of this universe.

prompt: TOO MUCH
series: Wrapped Up In You
timeline:  Paved With Good Intentions
characters:  Usagi, Brady, Gabriel
words: 541
summary: (Stepping towards Jessica)

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“I don’t like it.”

She looks wrong. She has made a lot of changes over the last few months, but she hasn’t really taken the time to look at herself to catalog them. In all honesty, she had been afraid to; afraid that she would be able to see the sadness and loneliness and heartbreak. That she would never be able to move on past the part of her soul that had been Mamoru and Chibi-Usa and everything that should have been.

That was before she found out that she had jumped to conclusions. After that, she couldn’t look at herself because she knew that the guilt eating away at her insides would show on her face. She had felt so bad about starting to get on with her life over something so stupid, and then worse when she realized she couldn’t go back to the way she had been.

She tugs on a strand of hair and scowls at her reflection. The hair that frames her face is now cherry red, and she has taken her colored contacts out. The only glimpse of the girl she’d seen in the mirror for a decade is in the shape of her face; there is nothing there that looks of Serenity. 

Like this, she resembles Beryl more than her past self, and it is more than a little unnerving. It makes her skin crawl. So she can’t be blamed for the shriek when another face appears in the mirror over her shoulder.

The Trickster laughs uproariously as he dodges out from under her flailing arms. “Oh I dunno babe. I think you’d make a smoking hot Jessica Rabbit like this. 

Before she has a chance to ask just what the hell he thinks he’s doing in her dorm room, Brady’s voice comes from the doorway. “Sorry Rabbit, this guy just kinda charged past me into th— holy hell what happened to your hair?”

“It’s temporary,” she insists, turning back to her mirror to try and find at least something to enjoy from the change. She can’t. “I don’t like it.”

“Oh c’mon, cousin! Live a little!” her unwanted guest actually has the balls to grin at her, and so she ignores him out of sheer spite.

“You guys are cousins?” Brady doesn’t recall Usagi mentioning any American relatives at any point. This strikes him as odd, considering he’d gotten quite the earful about a spontaneously appearing cousin a few years back, and the fanatical search into all her relatives that had followed. 

“Distantly,” his smile is wide and innocent. “By marriage. Name’s Ray. You are…?”

“Tyson Brady.” And just like that, Gabriel has slipped himself back into her life. The Princess scowls at him, but he ignores it with the ease of long practice.

“I was being serious about that Jessica Rabbit thing, Usa.”

Given the way that Brady is tilting her head, she knows that he’s going to agree even before he says the words. “You know, Ray’s right. You gotta stay red until at least Halloween. It even fits with your name.”

Usagi stares blankly at the pair for a long moment, before she covers her face with one hand. “I don’t even know who Jessica Rabbit is.”

The almost vicious smile on Gabriel’s face says quite plainly that that doesn’t actually matter.