Surprise part 8, Adnan
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charisstomaTitle: Surprise part 8, Adnan
Author: charisstoma
Summary: Surprise we’re up to #8 and ‘finally’ I am trying to mend fences between Steve and his Adnan. This is Adnan’s opening move.
Word count: 469
In a normal fiction it would be amusing watching the events as they unfolded. The scene was djinn scrambling for cover. The Master Librarian was trying to find his assistant, Faisal.
Containers were trembling and had been moved to under and into improbable places. There were twenty plus containers that had found their way to atop the upper most shelf in the deep catacombs. The younger djinn whose containers were small had opted for such places like floating around undercover in the back of the toilet tanks or buried in the sugar or flour canisters. Imaginative places. The Master Librarian would have laughed if he was in the mood for such. He loved the djinn under his care and authority, and they had the added attribute of being amusing. Right now though, he wanted Faisal and was not finding him. When he’d pulled Samir out of the snail shell he’d winkled himself into while maintaining his post guarding the gate’s records, he’d found his answer. Faisal had been ailing for quite a while now and had mentioned he was going home to try to recover. Returning to his office Adnan found the message, months late but complete and flagged urgent, immediate action required. There were all the attachments he himself had found with a few extra he hadn’t. He absently noted down that there was a need to correct the search process that had allowed those few items to not come up on his own searching. Amongst the attachments was the message from Faisal of offer to resign his position or return now to aid in whatever action the Master wanted or required in spite of his illness.
Adnan pondered his next action. The tears seeping from his eyes and nose were normal considering, as was the resultant scratchy throat and .. Cough.
“Shit“.
He’d let his defenses down. Faisal or some other djinn had gifted him with the flu. There was no way he could approach his lover in either of their conditions. A simple comment made in his little lover’s diary would have to suffice for his first step towards reconciliation with cross posting from a personal message. One of them should reach his Steve.. He hoped.
My Love,
I would come to you now but have caught what is ailing many of my staff and I would not endanger you or our djinnling. Forgive me for not keeping better track of the happenings in your current life story. I take full responsibility for my absence in what is important in your life and I hope in mine if you’ll let me. I am so humbly sorry for not being there for you before this time. Please respond back to this message. Please, my Little Love. I want to be with you.
Yours most undeserving servant,
Adnan
Author: charisstoma
Summary: Surprise we’re up to #8 and ‘finally’ I am trying to mend fences between Steve and his Adnan. This is Adnan’s opening move.
Word count: 469
In a normal fiction it would be amusing watching the events as they unfolded. The scene was djinn scrambling for cover. The Master Librarian was trying to find his assistant, Faisal.
Containers were trembling and had been moved to under and into improbable places. There were twenty plus containers that had found their way to atop the upper most shelf in the deep catacombs. The younger djinn whose containers were small had opted for such places like floating around undercover in the back of the toilet tanks or buried in the sugar or flour canisters. Imaginative places. The Master Librarian would have laughed if he was in the mood for such. He loved the djinn under his care and authority, and they had the added attribute of being amusing. Right now though, he wanted Faisal and was not finding him. When he’d pulled Samir out of the snail shell he’d winkled himself into while maintaining his post guarding the gate’s records, he’d found his answer. Faisal had been ailing for quite a while now and had mentioned he was going home to try to recover. Returning to his office Adnan found the message, months late but complete and flagged urgent, immediate action required. There were all the attachments he himself had found with a few extra he hadn’t. He absently noted down that there was a need to correct the search process that had allowed those few items to not come up on his own searching. Amongst the attachments was the message from Faisal of offer to resign his position or return now to aid in whatever action the Master wanted or required in spite of his illness.
Adnan pondered his next action. The tears seeping from his eyes and nose were normal considering, as was the resultant scratchy throat and .. Cough.
“Shit“.
He’d let his defenses down. Faisal or some other djinn had gifted him with the flu. There was no way he could approach his lover in either of their conditions. A simple comment made in his little lover’s diary would have to suffice for his first step towards reconciliation with cross posting from a personal message. One of them should reach his Steve.. He hoped.
My Love,
I would come to you now but have caught what is ailing many of my staff and I would not endanger you or our djinnling. Forgive me for not keeping better track of the happenings in your current life story. I take full responsibility for my absence in what is important in your life and I hope in mine if you’ll let me. I am so humbly sorry for not being there for you before this time. Please respond back to this message. Please, my Little Love. I want to be with you.
Yours most undeserving servant,
Adnan
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Date: 2010-12-22 12:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-22 12:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-22 12:13 am (UTC)the message is so sweet, Steve has to forgive him, Adnan didn't know
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Date: 2010-12-22 12:44 am (UTC)We shall see what the Steve muse thinks about Adnan and forgiveness. He's in that cranky state of pregnancy.
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Date: 2010-12-22 01:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-22 01:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-22 02:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-22 02:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-22 03:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-22 03:29 am (UTC)Hot apple cider with cinnamon?
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Date: 2010-12-22 06:56 am (UTC)(I am a freak of an Australian - I cannot abide the taste of alcoholic beverages, this earns me much incredulity and sometimes pity)
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Date: 2010-12-22 07:06 am (UTC)Of course, considering your predilection for armed combat with sword and shield, I think we can take that as read.
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Date: 2010-12-23 05:49 am (UTC)*gets back to writing*
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Date: 2010-12-22 08:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-22 08:59 am (UTC)*shifty eyes*
I suspect my muses are cats. I can try and guide them but unless they want to go there it isn't going to happen. *sighs* At the moment I'm sitting on the sofa next to Dibbs with a bowl of popcorn and Hot Cinnamon Apple Cider, waiting for the next part to
be writtenpop into my head. We can skootch over and there's plenty if you want to join us.no subject
Date: 2010-12-26 12:07 pm (UTC)mm poor Adnan;
'forgive me for not paying attention' indeed, I see Adnan's view but if I was Steve that causal message would have me bouncing, chanting 'who does he think he is?' and firing of a 'stick to your dusty old books you undeserving bleep, djinnling and I are managing fine without you, LL know the meaning of love' and maybe a dictionary in the attatchment ;)
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Date: 2010-12-26 06:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-26 09:11 pm (UTC)I see a pampered little djinnling in the future :)
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Date: 2010-12-26 09:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-27 05:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-28 01:01 am (UTC)*wails* I don't want to write a djinnling shared custody fic.
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Date: 2010-12-28 07:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-12-28 09:46 am (UTC)One barcode. Too many are confusing and superfluous. Faisal would make sure that the little djinnling would be fed and watered and kept trimmed and neat. Think he'd sneak in a hug or two. Imagine that those snuck in hugs would be from Adnan also when he came down to check on the progress with the book report.
NoNONONONONONONONo No. Not writing shared djinnling custody ficton.
Steve's still pregnant. Not given birth. Maybe a dream sequence. SHIT!
Alright which one of you plunnies did this??!! *stands with arms akimbo looking at mee_eep's specially raised herd*
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Date: 2010-12-29 06:27 am (UTC)library books mmm back when I was making Chutney I got a recipe book. Was really impressed by the scanner and code; the previous time I got a book out it was by little cardboard pockets LOL modern technology ;)
(Our library choices have never been up to much)
I figure Adnan would want to triple check his little treasure was safe, a code to locate, a code to flag up his personal attentions and another to be read as he left each room so he didn't wander off. An etra code in case the other codes don't scan properly, then the backup-backup code and Steve appearing and going crazy on the library djinns LOL
*Feeds treats to plunnies*
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Date: 2010-12-29 07:11 am (UTC)*goes about making plunny treats with sleeping pills inside*
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Date: 2010-12-29 03:22 pm (UTC)mmm lots of giggles for a dead person! *tickles some more*
*SHOCK* poor plunnies...why hadn't I thought of that?
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Date: 2010-12-29 06:49 am (UTC)'xxx you mustn't do that it's naughty'
'but dad YOU hold the record!'
hehe
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Date: 2010-12-29 07:23 am (UTC)Characters from stories,
especially not characters that are children,
especially if they're not even born yet!
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Date: 2010-12-29 03:27 pm (UTC)*watches bouncing plunnies and giggles some more*