Tag: children

Civil Wars 2, 10

The thing about tampered genes is you never know when they might show up. A majority of Faustina’s descendents are human. A majority of Gary & Henge’s are Demis; the difference is that Fussy’s two husbands were human, and there was no way to create a breeding program without first cousins marrying. Very bad form. In G & H’s case, not only is Gary a Demi, his wife is a former Machine with a manifested physical body. That makes for some very interesting genetic permutations over the generations.

Saying all that, Pai sits their hosts down and tells them about their son’s gift. She graciously mentions her old self, version 1 (and I bet Suza and Tér will go nuts to see her again; the twins had not been born when Pai went to version 2.) as a temporary bridge until the rest of the Hartmann clan is informed and some kind of tutor system set up; given the wars – which will be back on in the next segment – this temporary bridge might be at least a year.

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Civil Wars 2, 9

Fairly significant reveal about the infant son of their Hartmann hosts. Wonder where it will go? Once we get all this settled, it’s back to the fighting and politics.

Apologies for the no Wednesday post. Sick again; wife and I had food poisoning. I’ve not really slept in three days or eaten in one-and-a-half. A couple of people at DayJob echoed similar problems for them of their kids. Food quality, not to say safety, is dropping fast.

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Civil Wars 2, 7

Moving on and briefly back with his family, Graf has a bit of a “road to Damascus” moment. Not sure it will take, but we’ll see. Pai could instantly tell something was different. She is likely reaching out to her uncle, Balthazar, who is Russian Orthodox, for more information. I cannot imagine her hostile to a possible emergence of her husband’s faith; still, this is a complex subject and I will proceed carefully.

Next, we will meet this branch of the Hartmann family. I bet at dinner; I love dinners.

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New Pai, 5

Much bigger mid-week addition, but I want the reveal to happen on Friday, to give everyone something to think about over the weekend. I wanted to continue with the simple, bucolic world Graf finds himself in right now, after his and Pai’s recent travels. I am, also, getting an idea for what will either be the second half or part three of this novel; it’s been too long since something blew up.

There really is a steampunk-themed B&B in Spring Green, WI. How has it stayed open for the last 150 years into my future history? No idea. Maybe no one thought it was worth looting? And, I can definitely see Suza making a small difference engine once she gets back home to Wilmington.

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New Pai, 4

Back in the river for more fish. Suza says something a bit startling to her dad, who runs it back past Alix. Later, at breakfast, Pai gets sneaky again about later that day. Then she shocks Mindy awake with her news of her unilateral action.

If I can just get everyone to this afternoon, the next segment, I can return to the plot of “religious war?” and start making trouble for everyone.

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New Pai, 1

New section, so new section title. It shall start in a calm, bucolic setting, but I hope the world catches fire in a few ten-thousand words. I do recall that Graf and Pai were married on this land, and that Alix was there, too. That was just before their, ah, agreement. Has she been back, since? I’ll find out and let y’all know.

My love of writing discussions over meals is nigh-well legendary, and this shall lead to another one. Pai will act like a maid to try to not call attention to herself, as it seems Minny’s beau, introduced below, is not sure what to think about all this, and her sitting in front of an empty plate might put him off.

In the background, we have a team of speculatores, one of many, making sure there will be no problems for Aurie’s annexation plans. I seriously doubt there will be any dialog, there. Also, there’s that secret “in two days” Pai mentioned. She knows, of course, so I do, too. Even Alix does. Poor Graf has no idea…

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PGA, 5

Yep: was correct about a big fight. For those not conversant with my works, the imperium has always taken a dim view of androids, as it is policy to employ locals, human or demi, to do work. Are there exceptions? Sure, for visits, just like now. In ages past, Fausta and Nichole 5 would drop in now and again. RIght on the heels of that, when Graf explains what their assignment is to be, we get a little surprise from Alix. Still surprised, Graf pushes to know more the next morning.

Just for your weekend, a double-helping of drama. Now with fish.

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PGA, 4

I guess you could call this segment “bullet dodged.” As the writer, I am trying very hard to make sure that Alix does not come across, as she says, just as a breeder. It is very difficult and slows me down more than a “normal” story. I was also pleased to learn that Graf and Pai have fights. All couples do; perfectly normal. So long as you love someone, it’s fine to not like them for awhile.

I have a suspicion that things will get very, very ugly when Alix’s mother comes back and finds Pai there. Fun times.

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PGA, 3

Yeah, definitely a sore point with Alix’s family. When you won’t even eat dinner with your own grandkids, that’s petulant. I am glad that Alix and Graf seem comfortable with how things are. And, we we see at the end of this segment, how things are going. Pai makes a characteristic entrance, but she and Alix are obviously trying to not ratchet up the tension. We’ll have to find out from Pai just what she and her husband do in place of a sexual relationship. Trust me, being married for nearly 35 years, it is an important componant; we are a soul-body fusion, not some Platonic ideal, so I am curious as to what their “work-around” is.

I do wonder what it was they were eating.

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