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Dominic laughed. “I never said you did it on purpose.” He winked. “Plus, let’s be honest; that look out point was a great place for making out.”

She pulled his arm tighter around her, “One track mind this one.” she teased,

Dom laughed. “I guess that would make it a monorail. Monorail of Metal…..Oooo…..that’s a good album concept…”

“Black trains and all?” she teased. “Innuendos about driving?” she guessed. “And railroad spikes?”

“ These coins stopped a bullet and saved my great-grandfather’s life during World War 1” (source )

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Monday just sucking the life out of me.

“Vampire Fairy Demon” by Takato Yamamoto. Printed in “Coffin of a Chimera”.

“Why is the love of my life wearing that ridiculous costume to school, it’s not even Halloween, what the actual fuck” AU

Gabe smiled, “excellent! Grant writing is slippery slope to more schooling. You’ll be holding you’re PhD before you know it,” he teased.

The young woman laughed, “Ain’t nobody gonna give me a PHD. You know how much those cost? No, it’s just some summer work. Keep be busy.”

Gabe held up his hand, listing his points on his fingers, “you are smart, clever, and you are determined.  I believe you could get one, if you wished it so. What do you want to do when you complete your schooling?”

“Help people.” she answered. “Get people good food for cheap. Find ways to fight the time sink that makes poor folks go ‘I’m exhausted and just want calories I want pizza. and then sleep.’ everyday.” She bit her lip, “Maybe open a soup kitchen or a food bank I don’t know really. I used to think if I could just help people understand why it’s better to use your assistance on good food they would just get healthier. But I learned it’s alot more complicated then that.”

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Ashley pulled out one of her foci from her purse and held it out to him. “Metallergy.” she requested. She offered it to him to look at. She traced her fingers over the bracelet, pointing out where the bits of scavenged glass, stone and rune carved wood was held together with a combination of jewelry wire and copper stripped out of electrics. “I keep over loading them and then they snap.” She pulled her other four jewlery foci out. “And every time I have to rework one cause of a snap, I have to do the lot, or the circuit fails and I burn out faster.”

Nate automatically took the bracelet, fingers gingerly tracing the wire and raising his eyebrow. “I mean, yeah, you definitely need a more reinforced circuit; I was going to show you that speedy-launch spell but this’ll work too. So you want to learn how to, like, spotweld it, or how to build a better spell circuit or what?”

She gave him a crooked smile. “Yes? I mean long term I need a better spell circuit, flat out. But right now if one goes down in the feild well - it’s gone down in the field you know? So having a better temp fix would be good too. “

He pursed his lips and handed the foci back so he could dig into his coat pockets, dragging an old pack of cigarettes and a pair of blackened tongs. “Okay. I actually do have a way to field repair stuff like this, but it’s not like an under-fire kind of thing. Also, there’s like a… heat element you need, so it works better in an enclosed space.”

“Heat element?” Ashley frowned, chewing at her lip. “You know how bad I am at fire magic, my anti-theft spell is the closest I’ve got.” She considered her options as she ran her fingers over her foci. “Could I cheat? Pack a soldering iron and wrap it in magic. How big are those anyway?”

“I mean, you could, and a soldering iron is practically just an electric version of what I’m gonna show you. A basic one’s like… wand-sized,” he gestured with two fingers. “It’s not like heavy fire magic. I can manage it, and you know how shoddy my evocation is.” He grimaced and dug out a cigarette. “Take the tongs and hold out one of the smaller bracelets?” he asked while lighting the cigarette.

She took the tongs in one hand and one of her bracelets in the other. “I’ve got some hand rolled in my purse if you want.” She offered, “I use them for my see-me-not spell.”

“No, but thanks, it’s just to.. breathe in heat and smoke. Could use a bowl of herbs or paper or whatever.” Nate flexed his fingers and studied the bracelet, gesturing for Ash to hold the bracelet out. “Used to use this in motel rooms for fixing junk,” he added, taking out a Sharpie and slowly drawing diagrams on his fingers and palm, showing Ash both sides. “Heat protection. This one lasts about thirty minutes usually.”

“Ohhh!” she suddenly looked very interested. “That might… that’ll have all kinds of uses. Have you shown Harry and Jon that yet?” she asked.

She straightened up, shimmying her shoulders a little, “OKay nice, what’s next.”

“I-no, it’s probably nothing,” he downplayed, looking at his hands. “Also its way weaker than it oughta be; it’s off an old focus of my grandfather’s,” Nate added with traces of embarassment as he focused on inhaling smoke and heat for a moment. With a long exhale he lit up the diagrams on his skin as the air around the bracelet gave off a slight haze.

Nate focused on the bracelet, enspelled fingers automatically reconnecting wires and rebuilding the circuit. The cigarette in his mouth seemed to smoke itself, hanging in the corner of his mouth. “Jon or Dresden… It’d be weird to show off something like this,” he mumbled as he twisted a copper wire into place, leaving it glowing with heat as he finished that connector.

“Why would it be weird?” she asked, watching him work intently. She squashed the strong urge to touch glowing metal. “I feel the strengthening connections kinda. Neat and weird. How can you find all the breaks if you can’t feel them?” she asked, “Can you feel them?” “Here let me try.” She set the tongs and bracelet aside. “Can I borrow your sharpie?”

“I’m trying to make Council, and I can hardly impress anyone by showing off knockoffs of someone else’s work,” he shrugged, focusing. Ashley’s question made him hesitate and glance up. “It… just feels like a break or a weak point’s there. There’s- fuck, it sounds lame to phrase it like this- there’s an order that wants to be put right.” He dropped the heat and handed over the sharpie, letting Ashley get a closer look at his hands to copy.

“When you have it copied, just light a cigarette or something and pull the heat in, then try to let it flow through the circuit.”

“Why do you wanna be one of those stiffs?” she asked. “I didn’t even know you spoke Latin.” She doubled check her drawings one last time and pulled one of the rolled cigarettes out of her purse. She lit it and concentrated, imagining the heat from the end winding it’s way under her skin.  She took a few more puffs, ignoring the excessive amount of sweet smelling smoke the cigs made and then began to run her fingers over the foci. She wasn’t sure how Nate did it, or felt it, to her the breaks where ruptures and tangles at she was able to smooth over with the lovely heat now under her skin.

Nate watched her fingers, trying to sense the difference in their castings. Her question left him uneasy in a way he didn’t recognize. “Being accepted into the White Council isn’t about enjoying yourself, it’s… yknow. Credentials. Resources. Information.” He sat back, arms hooked around his knee as he watched Ashley work. “That ten years of experience line I got fed last time didn’t help. Who has time for ten years of proving I can do what I already can do?!” Nate cleared his throat, adjusting his collar and unclenching his fists.

“That’s really smooth work,” he pointed out, trying to change the subject.

“You’re a good teacher.” she answered the complement. She finished the foci she was working on and set it aside. She studied her hands and the crumbling end of the cigarette.

As she pulled another one out she couldn’t help but add, “It’s also being told you have to watch as they kill some poor some kid who didn’t know any better. Although,” she bit her lip, “If you got enough magic to even be let on the council you’re gonna live a long long time Nate. You got time.” She lit the fresh cig and took a long drag, blowing out a sweet smelling cloud. 

“You might just be good at glyph work… Hang on, I want you to try something bigger,” he told her as he dug out a rolled-up notebook from his coat pocket and started drawing while talking.

“They still die even if we don’t watch,” he pointed out, making quick and precise pen movements on paper. “I take your point though. I barely even want to be on the Council, but I absolutely want to qualify. Speaking of which.” He flipped the pad up to face Ashley, a complicated glyph in the shape of an arrow complete with measurements for size. “Memorize that.”

Ashley frowned as she took the paper, “Oh-kaay.” she studied the arrow shape, tracing it with her finger. Then, remembering the sharp movements he had made, pantomimed them over the glyph in the air as if drawing it. “Is this for moving or finding?” she asked studying it. She was half talking to herself. “And the numbers are for...?” She looked up at him. “Can I borrow a pencil? Trace it? Or move it with my feet? What’s it for?”

Gabe smiled, “excellent! Grant writing is slippery slope to more schooling. You’ll be holding you’re PhD before you know it,” he teased.

The young woman laughed, “Ain’t nobody gonna give me a PHD. You know how much those cost? No, it’s just some summer work. Keep be busy.”

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Ashley pulled out one of her foci from her purse and held it out to him. “Metallergy.” she requested. She offered it to him to look at. She traced her fingers over the bracelet, pointing out where the bits of scavenged glass, stone and rune carved wood was held together with a combination of jewelry wire and copper stripped out of electrics. “I keep over loading them and then they snap.” She pulled her other four jewlery foci out. “And every time I have to rework one cause of a snap, I have to do the lot, or the circuit fails and I burn out faster.”

Nate automatically took the bracelet, fingers gingerly tracing the wire and raising his eyebrow. “I mean, yeah, you definitely need a more reinforced circuit; I was going to show you that speedy-launch spell but this’ll work too. So you want to learn how to, like, spotweld it, or how to build a better spell circuit or what?”

She gave him a crooked smile. “Yes? I mean long term I need a better spell circuit, flat out. But right now if one goes down in the feild well - it’s gone down in the field you know? So having a better temp fix would be good too. “

He pursed his lips and handed the foci back so he could dig into his coat pockets, dragging an old pack of cigarettes and a pair of blackened tongs. “Okay. I actually do have a way to field repair stuff like this, but it’s not like an under-fire kind of thing. Also, there’s like a… heat element you need, so it works better in an enclosed space.”

“Heat element?” Ashley frowned, chewing at her lip. “You know how bad I am at fire magic, my anti-theft spell is the closest I’ve got.” She considered her options as she ran her fingers over her foci. “Could I cheat? Pack a soldering iron and wrap it in magic. How big are those anyway?”

“I mean, you could, and a soldering iron is practically just an electric version of what I’m gonna show you. A basic one’s like… wand-sized,” he gestured with two fingers. “It’s not like heavy fire magic. I can manage it, and you know how shoddy my evocation is.” He grimaced and dug out a cigarette. “Take the tongs and hold out one of the smaller bracelets?” he asked while lighting the cigarette.

She took the tongs in one hand and one of her bracelets in the other. “I’ve got some hand rolled in my purse if you want.” She offered, “I use them for my see-me-not spell.”

“No, but thanks, it’s just to.. breathe in heat and smoke. Could use a bowl of herbs or paper or whatever.” Nate flexed his fingers and studied the bracelet, gesturing for Ash to hold the bracelet out. “Used to use this in motel rooms for fixing junk,” he added, taking out a Sharpie and slowly drawing diagrams on his fingers and palm, showing Ash both sides. “Heat protection. This one lasts about thirty minutes usually.”

“Ohhh!” she suddenly looked very interested. “That might… that’ll have all kinds of uses. Have you shown Harry and Jon that yet?” she asked.

She straightened up, shimmying her shoulders a little, “OKay nice, what’s next.”

“I-no, it’s probably nothing,” he downplayed, looking at his hands. “Also its way weaker than it oughta be; it’s off an old focus of my grandfather’s,” Nate added with traces of embarassment as he focused on inhaling smoke and heat for a moment. With a long exhale he lit up the diagrams on his skin as the air around the bracelet gave off a slight haze.

Nate focused on the bracelet, enspelled fingers automatically reconnecting wires and rebuilding the circuit. The cigarette in his mouth seemed to smoke itself, hanging in the corner of his mouth. “Jon or Dresden… It’d be weird to show off something like this,” he mumbled as he twisted a copper wire into place, leaving it glowing with heat as he finished that connector.

“Why would it be weird?” she asked, watching him work intently. She squashed the strong urge to touch glowing metal. “I feel the strengthening connections kinda. Neat and weird. How can you find all the breaks if you can’t feel them?” she asked, “Can you feel them?” “Here let me try.” She set the tongs and bracelet aside. “Can I borrow your sharpie?”

“I’m trying to make Council, and I can hardly impress anyone by showing off knockoffs of someone else’s work,” he shrugged, focusing. Ashley’s question made him hesitate and glance up. “It… just feels like a break or a weak point’s there. There’s- fuck, it sounds lame to phrase it like this- there’s an order that wants to be put right.” He dropped the heat and handed over the sharpie, letting Ashley get a closer look at his hands to copy.

“When you have it copied, just light a cigarette or something and pull the heat in, then try to let it flow through the circuit.”

“Why do you wanna be one of those stiffs?” she asked. “I didn’t even know you spoke Latin.” She doubled check her drawings one last time and pulled one of the rolled cigarettes out of her purse. She lit it and concentrated, imagining the heat from the end winding it’s way under her skin.  She took a few more puffs, ignoring the excessive amount of sweet smelling smoke the cigs made and then began to run her fingers over the foci. She wasn’t sure how Nate did it, or felt it, to her the breaks where ruptures and tangles at she was able to smooth over with the lovely heat now under her skin.

Happy Halloween!! Eat lots of candy and stuff!!!

I see this one like every year and I still dont know the characters involved but I love it, it’s not Halloween without the pumpkin dragons

I made them!! @pocketss

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Ashley pulled out one of her foci from her purse and held it out to him. “Metallergy.” she requested. She offered it to him to look at. She traced her fingers over the bracelet, pointing out where the bits of scavenged glass, stone and rune carved wood was held together with a combination of jewelry wire and copper stripped out of electrics. “I keep over loading them and then they snap.” She pulled her other four jewlery foci out. “And every time I have to rework one cause of a snap, I have to do the lot, or the circuit fails and I burn out faster.”

Nate automatically took the bracelet, fingers gingerly tracing the wire and raising his eyebrow. “I mean, yeah, you definitely need a more reinforced circuit; I was going to show you that speedy-launch spell but this’ll work too. So you want to learn how to, like, spotweld it, or how to build a better spell circuit or what?”

She gave him a crooked smile. “Yes? I mean long term I need a better spell circuit, flat out. But right now if one goes down in the feild well - it’s gone down in the field you know? So having a better temp fix would be good too. “

He pursed his lips and handed the foci back so he could dig into his coat pockets, dragging an old pack of cigarettes and a pair of blackened tongs. “Okay. I actually do have a way to field repair stuff like this, but it’s not like an under-fire kind of thing. Also, there’s like a… heat element you need, so it works better in an enclosed space.”

“Heat element?” Ashley frowned, chewing at her lip. “You know how bad I am at fire magic, my anti-theft spell is the closest I’ve got.” She considered her options as she ran her fingers over her foci. “Could I cheat? Pack a soldering iron and wrap it in magic. How big are those anyway?”

“I mean, you could, and a soldering iron is practically just an electric version of what I’m gonna show you. A basic one’s like… wand-sized,” he gestured with two fingers. “It’s not like heavy fire magic. I can manage it, and you know how shoddy my evocation is.” He grimaced and dug out a cigarette. “Take the tongs and hold out one of the smaller bracelets?” he asked while lighting the cigarette.

She took the tongs in one hand and one of her bracelets in the other. “I’ve got some hand rolled in my purse if you want.” She offered, “I use them for my see-me-not spell.”

“No, but thanks, it’s just to.. breathe in heat and smoke. Could use a bowl of herbs or paper or whatever.” Nate flexed his fingers and studied the bracelet, gesturing for Ash to hold the bracelet out. “Used to use this in motel rooms for fixing junk,” he added, taking out a Sharpie and slowly drawing diagrams on his fingers and palm, showing Ash both sides. “Heat protection. This one lasts about thirty minutes usually.”

“Ohhh!” she suddenly looked very interested. “That might… that’ll have all kinds of uses. Have you shown Harry and Jon that yet?” she asked.

She straightened up, shimmying her shoulders a little, “OKay nice, what’s next.”

“I-no, it’s probably nothing,” he downplayed, looking at his hands. “Also its way weaker than it oughta be; it’s off an old focus of my grandfather’s,” Nate added with traces of embarassment as he focused on inhaling smoke and heat for a moment. With a long exhale he lit up the diagrams on his skin as the air around the bracelet gave off a slight haze.

Nate focused on the bracelet, enspelled fingers automatically reconnecting wires and rebuilding the circuit. The cigarette in his mouth seemed to smoke itself, hanging in the corner of his mouth. “Jon or Dresden… It’d be weird to show off something like this,” he mumbled as he twisted a copper wire into place, leaving it glowing with heat as he finished that connector.

“Why would it be weird?” she asked, watching him work intently. She squashed the strong urge to touch glowing metal. “I feel the strengthening connections kinda. Neat and weird. How can you find all the breaks if you can’t feel them?” she asked, “Can you feel them?” “Here let me try.” She set the tongs and bracelet aside. “Can I borrow your sharpie?”