Partner

Oh yeah. I did it.

Sorry to say, this is the last update for today. For the next three or four days. Look over to Sequel and you MIGHT get a glimpse. MIGHT.

That's if I can get it up. If I can get it to word right.

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Edited for clarification: The Sidhe have no industry of their own, When Paw talks about the priest lines here, he's talking about their services to the people. The only god the Sidhe answer to is Illuva. They acknoweldge the power the Illuen hold, but will not answer to any of the priest lines.




The mural continued. Paw moved back in with Mik. Things seemed to move so quickly, with Mari in charge. Mik took over paperwork, because he was competent. Koln helped with the paperwork. Mari seemed concerned with other matters. She told them what paperwork to fill out, how to fill it out and had several things filled out for seemingly no reason whatsoever.

Most of the papers Mik recognised as inquiries to certain larger companies. The only reason he recognised them as such was because at the top it stated in big, bold letters INQUIRY. If any response came back, he never saw it.

Another month passed. The old time tree grew amongst the frost that encroached on the field, the flowers wilted but the bushes they grew from stood stubbornly from the hard ground. Mik’s mother had the men on the base separating compost and paper waste and the Sidhe went along every day, nearly, to help turn the compost heap. Those partners who did not partake were growled at.

Not by the Sidhe. Not by the other partners, but by Mik’s mother. When the partners still resisted, she began cuffing them upside the head, pulling and twisting on ears and delivering tongue lashings that made even the sternest man turn bright red.

Jay let it be known that Mik’s mother was his. Someone muttered behind Mik’s mother’s back once and the male had them stumbling across the ground.

Essuan’s belly swelled even larger. She was more than large enough to carrying a full term people child. All that was dismissed. None of the doctors knew how large a Sidhe was supposed to be, because really, not Sidhe pregnancy had ever been recorded by science.

The other female, a month and a half off of Essuan’s term, was not as large as the healer and ate less. Some women, some pregnancies, these things varied amongst people as well. But the idea that at five and a half months, the other female, Ulla, was nearly half the size of Essuan, had the doctors and scientists scratching their heads.

Essuan seemingly gained no weight in any other place besides her belly. Her arms grew a little thinner, not as well muscled even though Mik often times caught the female doing light work when she was supposed to be resting.

Whatever Paw dreamed, he twitched and made small sounds like a dog did when he dreamed of chasing cars. Mik was not privy to Paw’s dreams or his nightmare, the few times he slipped into the Sidhe’s dreams, he was carefully plucked away, but doubted that it was Whisper. From the few glimpses he had of the dreams, Whisper was no longer strong enough to pluck one mind from another, not longer strong enough to touch his people.

The other Sidhe seemed more listless, they wandered the apartment aimlessly, sometimes getting lost for hours and yet having no memory of wandering off. Galt tried to bring all the Sidhe in to have them checked out, the man was afraid that the Sidhe had taken sick. Mari cut the man’s order and delivered a lecture to not only Galt, but Past and Nort and any other higher up she could find on short notice about them interfering with her program.

Paints, art items, pottery, beads, fabric, embroidery items. Mari offered the Sidhe every kind of art entertainment she could and taught classes on everything. To see the long boned woman get her hands dirty to create art seemed strange, yet at the same time reaffirmed the fact that she was real, she was a person. At first turn out for the classes was a few, one here, one there. Then this Sidhe brought a friend. That one brought his partner. Soon most of the Sidhe were going to every class. Beading and cloth making were not only hugely popular, and useful.

The mural from Paw’s room spread into the hallway. Mari joined Paw and Lillow and dragged in Ashun, as Violet was being called, soon Hohi was pulled in to fetch water and paint bits that the others could not reach. Souse made the mistake of walking in on a painting area when the Sidhe had been told to stay away and was told to fetch water and paintbrushes and soon the male was offering advice on lighting and how leaves looked through this way and why not change seasons down the hallway?

So summer turned to fall. In the hallway, that is.

Outside winter struggled to take a hold of the land. No snow fell, hardly any cold days.

Real plants joined the painted ones. Mari brought in a fake plant and placed it in the hallway, between two real ones and watched in amusement as the Sidhe walked by and pulled to a stop, not understanding what was wrong with the three plants. It seemed that the Sidhe had a hard time telling the real from the fake, and even tried to eat a few of the fake leaves in their attempt to figure out which did not belong.

Nothing, it seemed, could go wrong. Despite the unsettled feeling when Mari came in, things ran smoothly. There were few problems from the very start. Koln was unhappy, he could be moody at times, but it seemed the man’s only problem with Mari was the fact that she was a follower of Illuva.

But there is always a calm before the storm.




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