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Finally got one of these accounts. Only took me… 7 years and two profiles, one of which I forgot the password of, on the archive site?

It could also be this. “Yes, Operator can you connect me to Olenna Penticrest? Why yes I’ll gladly pay the long distance charge. Yes, That is the account I want you to charge it to. Yes, You have a lovely day as well.” One must be nice to the operators only the uncouth could be rude as the common folk. Like that plan wrecker adventurer Taven Clearwater. The mirror shimmered and a wizened woman appeared dressed the only way a rich dowager could. Her white hair expertly braided and interwoven with satin ribbons. “Olenna Penticrest?” “Who is this?” Olenna asked as she peered into her mirror and attempted to squint. “I merely wanted to congratulate you for raising Taven. Did you hear the news? Taven helped end that dreadful kobold infestation. You did a wonderful job taking in your grandson.” He gushed awhile on the superb upbringing she provided. He waited patiently watching as the tension in her shoulders dissipated. It was a treat to watch that wizened old face light up in joy. After all, She was the handmaiden who picked up the baby and ran as the princess was slain in her own rooms. He so disliked his plans being fucked over by scion of that princess. Ignorant of the dangers that was all around him. Taven was strong. but were those around him? When one trod on the toes of dragons… The resulting talons were an inevitability. He lamented the loss of this mirror but mirrors were replaceable. “I have intruded upon your time long enough. So I shall take my leave.” “Die” The mirror cracked from the sheer force of his magic. The shards flying in all directions. But not before his spell thundered through. snuffing out her life with a single word. The look of surprise was delightful. The mirror network had enabled certain possibilities. He had merely discovered the ability the network had to transmit high powered spells… Provided they were vocal. But he was experimenting with the Symbol spells to see if those worked just as well. He scratched a mark on the wall. There were half a dozen similar marks. How many connections did Taven have to his mother? One less. “Servants I require another mirror” They cowardly provided. Truly, He lamented sending that assassin. He should have gone himself. Sometimes one had to manually prune withered branches and this was no different. Let Taven have his extraplanar adventure. There would be no connection anchoring him to this world when he returned. The dragon smiled. He’d make sure of that.

Thanks! I might have been wishy-washy about using the rape tag for the other content, but because I knew I'd be writing this part of Mia's story at some point, there was no question that it was necessary. It's very different from everything else. Also, when I realized as I was writing it that Mia's pheromones would affect Skyler as she molested Mia, that enabled me to take things in a hotter direction. Skyler has that whole "We hate what we don't understand" thing going on. And it's both her hatred and her lack of understanding that lead to her bad end. I had to give somebody other than Mia the chance to say something amusing. I wrote that part for two reasons: first, to explain why Mia feels so bad about all this even though it technically was Skyler's fault; and second, to include additional details for, well, pervy reasons. So glad you liked it. I felt that this chapter was essential to Mia's story, because it explains how she came to be so careful about how she deals with her sex dependency. Me too. Thanks so much for the beta and the review!

Thank you so much, Melrick I really love that piece of music and the character of the duet. I hope I wrote something to do it justice.

Yeah, it’s pretty different from the other chapters. We’ll be getting back to something more like normal in the 6th and final chapter. It’s always hard for me to know. The thing that’s closest to finished is chapter 9 of Country Summer, but that doesn’t mean it will be the next thing I finish. That will depend on when and how inspiration next strikes.

I don’t do commissions, but I’ll listen to ideas. No guarantee I’ll do anything with them, though; I’ve got tons of ideas of my own, too.

Oh the imagery this brought to mind. I scared my puppy when I read about granny not making it. I could just see a teen shouting "Yes!" and doing a fist pump when his laptop won the saving throw, and then telling his stricken grandmother, "Sorry, but you should have listened when I told you that leather can't beat chain mail. Maybe if you had put more points in intelligence, instead of pouring it all into charisma, you would have known that with mom being a phone operator, that jerk of an orc was going to come after us. I don't care if you do have have 18 in charisma, you're 80, very wrinkly, smell like Bengay, and have a shitty armor class, of course you were going down! I will come back and bury you after I fry his ugly self with the laser app on my laptop."

What you said makes sense. Characters are people, and people are not the same. I know a couple who started off as a one night stand, and have been together for twenty years. I know another couple that held off for years, and then broke up after having sex. My cousin and his wife rarely argue over anything, and all my neighbors do is argue. I need to think in terms of what is right for the characters, and not worry about what anyone else has to say. Thank you.