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@jamie-schroeder
I know I haven’t been on much, like, at all, for the past year and for everyone waiting on a thread or a message I am so sorry for going radio silent but Jamie’s muse has become fickle and I feel like he’s gone on a journey of self discovery without me. Which bums me out a little bit.
But if any of you are still here, are still waiting, I am still around.
I’ve just moved over to Wingedwisdom and Mnemoiisms if you want to chat.
Being on a spiritual path does not prevent you from facing times of darkness. But it teaches you how to use the darkness as a tool to grow.
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“I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!”
“I’m fine Jamie.”
Jane’s laptop clicked shut and she smiled at him, holding up something green in a vial. “I’ll take a break right after this test.”
In the next moment she was stepping into the hall. She was halfway down the stairs to the lab, knowing the boy would never bother her there.
“I do.” she answered, pulling a knife from the block. The smell of apples pulled her back to a night nearly a year ago. To the image of a little white body pilfering her freshly purchased fruits. “You scared the hell out of me you know. I thought you were a ghost. Or a coyote.
Now though, she could put the apples on a plate for him and smile. She hoped at the very least the apple smell drove away the sterile smell of the lab. “What about strawberries? What do they remind you of?”
“Hard to believe you've had a little white tenant for nearly a yeah, huh” He smiled, smushing an apple slice into his cheek while he worked before looking over at Jane at the question.
What did strawberries remind him of?
“Strawberries remind me ... of ... Spring festivals. Where they are all chocolate covered on on kabab sticks. And pies”
“Oh, don’t start a fight you can’t finish.”
“Game on.”
And cue a little chatter of Jamie letting loose water at the man before darting off to and fro to find hiding places and cover from ‘enemy fire’
“Can do.” The repairman said, finishing up the drink and treats, then tidying them up on the table’s surface, so the other male wouldn’t need to do much.
“Thanks again for the meal, I’ll definitely be back.. Jamie.” He nodded to the albino’s name-tag with a wink, then passed over a business card, displaying his name, number, and company. “If you ever need any mechanical service, just give me a call.”
“Can do!” he parroted, looking over the card and grinning at his luck.
A mechanic for his machinery was on the to do list to acquire and so far he might have found that very service for if and when things did break.
“Thank you very much... William” He beamed, glancing at the card before back up to the man. “Well, not sure if you are starting the day or finishing it, but I hope you have a lovely one!”
“I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!”
“I’m fine Jamie.”
Jane’s laptop clicked shut and she smiled at him, holding up something green in a vial. “I’ll take a break right after this test.”
In the next moment she was stepping into the hall. She was halfway down the stairs to the lab, knowing the boy would never bother her there.
“Sure hon.” Jane reached behind her to ruffle his hair. “What about one about bats? Are bats okay?”
Little fluffy bird-mammals? She hoped that was alright at least. She didn’t want to upset the boy any further than she had. That sounded perfect on a night like this. “Do you want to cut the apples?”
“Bats sound pretty fun” Butting his head up into her hand at the ruffle and he was perking up a little, the Lab Smell slowly fading the more she let it air out and he could rub his cheek on her now and then.
He nodded, collecting a handful and pausing to stare at the last one in his hand after depositing them on the bench.
“... Apples remind me of how we first met. Do you remember?”
“Huh, never heard of these before.” The murderer said, picking up one of the treats to look at as the white-haired male explained. All these ingredients might have scared off pickier eaters, but that was quite the opposite attitude of Will. He liked food, all sorts of food.
And these biscuits were no different.
“They’re really good..!” He hummed after swallowing his first bite.
Grinning at having hooked another potential regular, and he was back to cleaning and tidying the care while products cooled on the kitchen benches.
“If you head off before I can say goodbye, just leave it on the table and i;ll clean them up when finish the floors”
“You shot me!”
“And?” Jamie asked, pumping the gauge of the water pistol again with a grin.
Hot day = water fight.
[Continued from X @jamie-schroeder]
“Oh, uh, wow..! Thanks!” The worker hummed, perked up from the surprise treat on top of the albino’s make-up beverage. Food really was the best way to Will’s heart… well.. after.. -ahem.
“Is this like an ice cream sandwich?”
“No, No” he couldn’t help but chuckle at the others fascination with the Australian imported biscuit.
“Its two coconut biscuits and mock cream, like an oreo, but with jam around the cream to stop it running or melting. They are really good”
“Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there! Are you alright?”
Will stared at the spilled coffee. And stared. And frowned… with big sad eyes. Yep, he was expecting something for his tragic loss. “Um, yeah, I’m fine..” He stuttered in a pathetically sad tune, still watching the caffeinated aftermath cover the floor. Poor wasted beverage. Finally he lifted his gaze back to the albino and asked. “What about you?”
“It was a normal latte, and that’d be great..!” Will answered, content to replace the fallen drink. Besides, it’d cost him two bucks!
As the smaller male worked, the killer found a seat and watched, half enjoying the new cleanliness, half spacing off from an early shift.
A soft clink on the table beside the very tired looking man and William would find a latte in a mug before him on the table, a monte carlo on the side for dipping or just enjoying a jam and mock cream biscuit on its own like an oreo.
“Ta da” he said softly, not wanting to startle the already half asleep looking fellow.
“Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there! Are you alright?”
Will stared at the spilled coffee. And stared. And frowned… with big sad eyes. Yep, he was expecting something for his tragic loss. “Um, yeah, I’m fine..” He stuttered in a pathetically sad tune, still watching the caffeinated aftermath cover the floor. Poor wasted beverage. Finally he lifted his gaze back to the albino and asked. “What about you?”
“I am alright, just a little splash on the cuff” he said as he darted off for the mop to begin cleaning up the mess till the floor was sparkly clean again with a yellow A frame of ‘CAUTION. WET FLOOR’ in its place.
“What kind was it? I can make another one on the house for you” he offered, thankful this one wasn’t yelling at him.
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Aw, you got a cute little bayard.
Yeah, it is pretty cute.
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It’s probably the best idea he’s had in a while. The Hawks are now squabbling and snapping, angry shrieks echoing into the forest. Jane, for her part, is taking notes on the screeches and calls and snips. This was behavior she almost never saw, and she was not about to let it slip past her. After a few moments, however, they were all gone in a flurry of wings.
“You haven’t been writing.” She muttered, finishing up her notes. Of course, she had no idea he had been shape shifting, but that was another matter entirely. Still engrossed in her book, Jane continued. “We can head further in. I want to find a coyote. What do you say?”
“No, the hawks were being loud and mean” He pouted, none the less packing up his gear to stow away in his bag and picking one of his feathers out of his hair to stuff in his pocket as he watched the two hawks fly off still arguing at each other.
“And I am better at what I see and hear rather than what I can write down, I pick up faster than I can write down” bag slipped over shoulders and popping on his toes, he was nodding along.
“Oh! But we get to find deer next!”
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Jane was focused on the Hawks -the new shadow was definitely encroaching on this kill- watching the younger bird on the ground screech and try and spook the other off. She had no eyes for owls at this time of day. Certainly not ones seated next to her who were supposed to be engaged in observational science. She didn’t notice Jamie’s absence until it was too late.
Hooting softly and hopping towards the two hawks side on ready to dart into the underbrush if things got heated, and the little white raptor was bobbing his head slowly at the pair of hawks, mindful of his distance that they wouldn’t think he was after the kill.
Although, if he stole the squirrel and brought it to Jane, she’d get to see the hawks up close if he could drag it closer to Jane. ... Mm, best not. He liked his face without talons raking it.
Hooting once more, and he was hop darting back to Jane and perching on his books like he was nesting to watch through sharper eyes as they ate. He’d keep out of this kill.
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“Maybe.” Jane mumbled, still focused on her notes. “If you were a hawk. Or something else with wings.” She laughed slightly as she imagined a winged Jamie swooping down on a rabbit.
The Hawk in question was still nibbling on her meal, checking every so often for anything that might want to take it away. Another shadow swished up from over-head, and the hawk froze. Soon another hawk was swooping down and the screeching began.
“... So if I had wings, I could hunt things from up high?” He asked, sitting up and rolling his shoulders to warm up muscles before stretching his arms from side to side like he was ready to swim.
One track mind.
He just wanted to go play with the hawks, honestly. And in Jane’s note focus, she might not have noticed the little white barn owl hopping over Jamie’s notes towards the two other birds with a soft hoot.
Feel free to pick up the owl before Jamie gets ahead of himself.
