well, hell
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valarltdI meant to write a nice little Sf-Horror piece about racism, classism, knowing yourself and all that other jazz. Alternately, I was going to bang away (pardon the expression) at a contemporary about a shy but kinky librarian and a geeky scadian mechanic who makes chainmail.
So why in the name of the nine cold hells am I more than 700 words into an airship pirate attack on a luxury skyliner?
The why is under the cut
So why in the name of the nine cold hells am I more than 700 words into an airship pirate attack on a luxury skyliner?
The why is under the cut
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Date: 2009-11-02 07:31 pm (UTC)Who will he rescue/kidnap?!?
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Date: 2009-11-02 07:51 pm (UTC)Kinda sullen looking here, but he cleans up cute and just LOOK at the mouth...
Henry Toben works the boilers on the Star of the Sky, passenger liner between Boston and San Francisco.
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Date: 2009-11-02 07:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-11-02 08:18 pm (UTC)(Aaron is my Nick muse. He gets a lot of work around here, everything from Shell Shocked to Nikolai)
Henry is not well educated. It is 1870 and he's poor Irish from Boston. But he's clever and handy.
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Date: 2009-11-03 12:23 am (UTC)