Risa figured that there were at least a few things that she should work on in order to be a better leader. One of those things was the fact that the more people wanted her to leave, the more she wanted to stubbornly hang around and rub her presence in their faces. Which is what happened during their stay in the Fey Lands. The longer she and Aubrey stayed with Zephyr in the Council Hall, the more the Fey nobles complained about the Angels’ presence. The more they complained, the more reasons Risa came up with for why they should stay longer, even during the times Zephyr was temporarily away to attend dragon celebrations.
Despite having already acquired souvenirs for her bros (ALL the people, including William’s parents and cousins, her brother, Six and, grudgingly, some snacks for her sister), read through a good chunk of the information on humans she found in the capital’s library, showed Aubrey around all the main areas of the city, investigated all of its weird turns and dead ends, and sampled all the vegetarian foods to be found (in some cases getting recipes to beg William to make happen), she still had a few BS excuses she could pull out in order to justify them spending more time in Myrrellisein. She didn’t use them, though, since by the time she got up to them on the list, Zephyr was peacing out for a few months for the dragon new year season. With no time frame for his return, the capital seemed far less interesting.
Besides, she was just about at the point where her Zane meter was critically low and she needed to see her demon again to recharge.
“So,” Risa said without looking up from the manga she was reading in Zephyr’s study. She had shifted herself in the fancy chair so that she was leaning against the corner where the arm met the backrest. In that position, she was able to stretch her legs out and rest her feet on the heavy wooden desk. Across said desk from her, the Dragon Lord was in much the same position, reading a different manga. Pitt was standing a few paces behind looking like an exhausted babysitter. Aubrey was sitting in the chair to Risa’s left. The tall, curved backrest of the chair prevented Risa from seeing the bored expression that she guessed was on the girl’s face. There were only a few expressions that would match that tapping foot.
Risa could feel Zephyr looking at her. After they’d gotten out of the meeting, she’d insisted on eating before discussing anything heavy. After eating, she’d insisted on having some rest and relaxation before talking. She could practically feel the excitement radiating off of him now that it was finally talking time. “So,” she started again while turning the page in the manga. “When were you going to tell me that the Overcurrent has a long history of murdering kids that may or may not be Angels?”
Risa had forgotten how satisfying it was to completely turn a room full of people on their heads. Metaphorically speaking. Though, literally turning a room full of people upside down actually sounded like it had a lot of potential for amusement. If Zane hadn’t already threatened to kick her out if she ever went through with her “crazy gluing all the furniture to the ceiling” idea, she might actually bump it up to the top of her list of weird yet awesome things to try at some point. For now, she’d have to settle for the metaphorical room flipping.
The room was so quiet that when one of the Fey in those stadium seats shifted in her seat, the rustling of her clothing was deafening. Still, no one said anything. She saw some of them turning their dumbfounded stares to the other Fey next to them in the hopes that that would answer some of the questions that they had. She probably could have said something to clarify and explain, but she didn’t feel like it yet. This was too interesting a reaction not to study.
(Note: Sorry this is so late. I wound up rewriting this entirely a couple times since I wasn’t happy with it. A lesson in not trying to stubbornly force something to work the way I originally intended, I suppose. Anyway, enjoy!)
Aubrey slid off Risa’s back when they arrived outside Myrrellisein. She kept a hand on Risa’s shoulder, staring absently at her wings. She’d been doing something similar every time they landed after flying for a while. Was it Risa’s imagine or was there some longing in that look? It reminded her of back when she was starting to wake up and she’d had dreams about flying that left her mourning the loss of her wings. She hadn’t asked about it yet; she wanted to let Aubrey bring it up herself once she had her thoughts together.
The mini-Angel stepped away to look at the Fey capital. Risa took the opportunity to shift back to human form. She stepped up next to the human girl. She’d only been in the city twice (once in her original life and once recently to deliver that treaty), but she felt like she had a pretty good sense of what it was like. She hadn’t had much free time for sightseeing the last time she’d been there, but it hadn’t looked like much had changed since she’d gotten a tour from Zephyr during her original Angel life. Maybe she’d take the time to give that tour to Aubrey.
Or maybe she would not do that because it would be super awkward. At least, that’s the feeling she got from walking just a few steps into the city.
Confession (that I feel super guilty about): I’m not going to be able to post this week’s update on time. Or even within the fuzzy “it’s still Tuesday until I go to sleep” time frame I’ve been giving myself lately. I mean, I could post the chapter tonight, but I’m not entirely sure that it makes sense, so I want to spend more time editing and fact checking before I post it. I should be able to have it posted Thursday at the latest. I really do apologize and I’m going to do my best to break this delaying every month trend that’s been happening since December.
On February 14th, 2012, I posted the Intro Cutscene of Unlockable Content to this blog. Quest 1 had actually been in the works longer than that as a project I was writing for my own enjoyment. Then I rewrote much of the beginning of it when I decided that I wanted to go ahead and share the story. That’s about the time that I wrote the intro. To be perfectly honest, I didn’t have a clear plan for it beyond the first half of the first quest since I didn’t expect it to go very far.
Looking back on it two years later (seriously, though, how did that happen? Time sure flies by fast!), I’m glad I started this thing. Writing regularly has always been something I’ve struggled to make a habit of even though I enjoy it. UC gave me a reason and motivation to keep at it. I’ve learned a lot during these two years, especially about the importance of planning ahead and worldbuilding, and I’ve definitely noticed some positive changes in my writing. There are some lessons I’m still working on, like the fact that just because it’s still Tuesday in the Pacific Time Zone doesn’t mean that I’m updating on time when I live in the Eastern one, but I’m comfortable considering this to be a great success anyway.
Ah, I have so many feels and I could probably go on forever. I’m looking forward to finally finishing up that other 100 posts bonus cutscene I promised and sharing with you guys the rest of quest 4 and beyond. Thanks for reading so far and for being patient when I’ve needed to delay things!
Now, please enjoy this bonus artwork from a friend of mine (she does have a tumblr, which is currently sad and empty, but she’s hoping to start posting maybe this year). It’s her lovely rendition of Zane and Risa enjoying a night at home, watching some movies, and making snarky comments along the way. I imagine Zane is making up some grand alternate explanation for the whole movie and Risa is half-listening, half-thinking about popcorn.
They were definitely not as close to Myrrellisein as they should have been after traveling for three days, even with Aubrey still being human enough to need regular rest stops. Though, Risa technically couldn’t complain about their lack of progress. As the person flying and, thus, the one solely in control of how fast they traveled and how far, it was technically her fault. Technically.
She just couldn’t muster the motivation to get to this meeting faster. It wasn’t even the meeting itself that was the problem (though she couldn’t really say that she was excited about dealing with the Fey nobles, regardless of her plan to flip them all off). She was just…distracted?