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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 10:09 am
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Renard was having a no-good, very-bad week. His husband was missing, his daughter was practically climbing the walls, and he wasn't feeling well. But he'd been through no-good very-bad weeks before and come out the other end, so he kept his appointments and kept his head up.
He had a cup of coffee, which was fine, and a barely-touched plate of french toast, which was also fine. He was not a picky eater (except that he totally was).
"Familiarity breeds contempt," said Renard. "At least when it comes to food." He picked up his fork like he was going to take another bite of his brunch, but appeared stymied by the artistically arranged portion before him. (He should have gotten a mimosa, he thought; he deserved it.) "I do apologize for my lateness. Ascencion didn't want me to go."
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 11:26 am
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Renard looked nonplussed at the notebook. It evidently was not very familiar to him; why would someone so put-together use a notebook like this?
He attempted to flip through it. The bulk of it went in one large chunk, which seemed to enlighten him as to something, since he said "Ah," and left it on the page to which it had opened. "Apparently my other self locked it." He scoped out the materials on the table and eventually just flagged down a waiter for a marker. Casually, he drew a complicated series of nested squares on the cover of the book. It ended up looking like nothing more complicated than a rose.
"Sub rosa," snarked Renard. He pressed his thumb to it like he might a fingerprint reader, and it flared a strange blue-purple (blurple) and disappeared. He waited a few seconds, then riffled through the pages, making sure they were all open. They were. "I always did love puns." He closed the book, and handed it back.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2017 1:57 pm
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"Genocide," said Renard. "It was a genocide." Besides that correction, he seemed content to continue with his coffee and french toast thing that he was doing.
There were other gaps. None as long as the gap in the beginning of the book, but still gaps. And some dates had smaller notes: Deaths, births, anniversaries. The deaths far outnumbered the births, and the book went much longer than a usual planner might. There were pages where the writing was dense and packed around sketches of something that might be constellations, notes on materials and times and tidal heights. The last pages were for the year 2017, and they stretched into what might be viewed as the future. The final note is for December 12, 2017. It says:
We found Ming's body today. Poorly hidden. I checked; not suicide. Jenni is still missing. I can't do this again. There's a change in the magic. Something's going to happen. Lyoshka is dead; Liam is beside himself. Haven't seen him this bad since Jamie and Shi. Can't do this again; almost done. There's hope.
Must finish soon. Henbane maybe?
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