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Heart behind the mask bonus PART 2Heart behind the mask bonus PART 2 by Karmakat01
Heart Behind the Mask
Bonus Chapter: Christmas Tensions Part 2
The 24th of December: 4am
I jump, shaken awake by Bai Hai as he tells me, “Wake, my friend! We need you to take us to a certain military base, quickly!” I’m trying to get my bearings after a few hours of nightmare-filled sleep, and I realize that they are both suited up: Hekate and Dongfang Long stand before me.
“I think we found the base where ‘Project Incubus’ took place,” Hekate tells me, “but we need to go immediately because they’ll probably start tearing the place apart when they realize they’ve been found.” I adjust my helmet as she continues, “The project was supposed to be cancelled. Someone’s kept it going behind a lot of people’s backs.”
I grumble and grab my satchel of energy bars, which felt a bit lighter. Hekate gives me a sheepish grin, and I figure she probably ate a few. I don&
Heart behind the mask bonus Part 1Heart behind the mask bonus Part 1 by Karmakat01
Heart Behind the Mask
Bonus Chapter: Christmas Tensions Part 1
I was finally happy as I could be. There was no other way to say it; I really was. I had married the man I love and adopted two kids of our own. Even if those few months underground had been hell and we lost friends, I couldn’t deny it. I often thought, “It can’t get any better.”
Of course being a barista in the coffee shop I’d opened with Trent wasn’t my only job in life. I still had to juggle that with raising the kids and moonlighting as a super hero. Thinking about the hell I’ve been through or about sacrificing my leg to save our Earth, I feel ready to face any adversary. At the end of that battle, yes, I had to fight my ‘mother’ in court again for the inheritance left to me by Grandma Jenna. Yes, I had to adjust to an extremely advanced mechanical leg that replaced my real one. The biggest change was raising two kids who hadn
Heart behind the mask: joining 3 livesHeart behind the mask: joining 3 lives by Karmakat01
I walk up the three steps to our front door carrying as many boxes as I can without letting them fall. The moment I walk in with our new furniture we still need to build, I see Trent giving me a disapproving look before he says, “I know your strength is…‘not the classic kind,’ babe, but…you are still not fully recovered from your rib incident. Don’t push yourself like that.”
I chuckle at him and put the stuff down in the living room. I then tell him, “I would just like to bring as much as I can before Scott arrives, and I have to start being careful with my strength.” I put the last box on the floor before I walk toward him with a smile and add, “You know, he would take it badly if I lifted more than him.” I chuckle as I take him into my arms, and he looks at me oddly. I can’t help but laugh and tell him, “Can you even imagine how emasculated he would feel if he realized that Tina can lift more than him, too?
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Beginning of March and I got a few announcements to make.
I am not going like Victoria chase in “hot in Cleveland” with the good ol’ “I got a major announcement to make…” but it was news that I thought people should know
First of all they finally started trying to do a REAL something for my elbow. Saw the rheumatologist twice and she is a good lady if you ask me. She listens to what I say sand really pays attention toward trying to help and make it go away or AT LEAST be way better than it was. We started doing injections in the elbow articulation directly last Monday and I can feel already a difference. It’s NOT perfect but it’s better still so I am happy for a start.
I have another appointment next month for a check-up, and possible second injection, and I am supposed to be careful to not make big effort with that elbow and hope it gets better.
Which leads me to the first announcement, there is a BIG CHANCE that I won’t have new bracelet to show for this Ac and I am sorry for that. I have to admit I am not the biggest fan of that situation. But, since I can’t do the hammering part and such, I have no choice. All I can promise is to bring a LOT of new ones next year.
Now my next news, which I have to be honest, is worse news this time. For the first year since the beginning of our leather studio there won’t be a table for us at Eurofurence. It seems that 3 other leather dealers showed up and since all the “amazing room for dealers” we didn’t get a table. Sincerely a bit of a sore subject so I don’t want to expand on it.
One of my biggest problems with that being the fact that I NORMALLY would have stock for the third comic that a lot of view been waiting for. So I am trying to see with some friends that DO HAVE A TABLE and would agree for me to put a sign that I will be with some stocks at some hours set, since it’s not allowed to sell outside of the dealer.
So I will keep people informed when I know more about that.
Since that news, and some past problem with the convention, we are CONSIDERING (yes emphasis so far on that word) trying Confuzzle that seems a lot more serious. But once again I will let you guys know more when a decision really is set.
Not sure what else to say except I can’t wait to be at Ac and see everyone to get some laughs again and relax. Am getting to the point I am really feeling the pressure and wanting to get away from here.
Other than that well I want to thank everyone once again for being great people and giving me a community where I feel I can fit and be myself.
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