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PostPosted: Thu Dec 31, 2015 2:54 pm    Post subject: Glimpses Reply with quote

(Author's note: This is Levi's journal. Unless he's offered your character the opportunity to read it, it is unknown knowledge to your character.)

Mark up and left the day before Christmas. He took the rest of the caravan with him and promised to be back. They've got some deal or something going on. Of course I never know what's really happening. It keeps me out of trouble and I don't have to recuse myself if they get caught and need a lawyer. Can't say as it always feels good being out of the loop, but ignorance is bliss. Besides, Keirra, Quinn and I went to Kentucky for Christmas. Quinn had some wolf stuff to tend to with the full moon and all. It didn't go quite as planned, but he seems ok with that.

We had a good time in Kentucky though. It was pretty, though it didn't snow at all. I got Keirra a lock picking set and Quinn a hoodie that matches mine. Says Partner in Crime on it. Quinn did the sweetest thing. He took the deck of cards and wrote out what I mean to him and why he loves me on each and every card. I was floored. Nobody's ever done something like that for me. Anyway, Ko got me a compass that only points to Quinn. That way I can always find him if I need to.

Things have been weird since we got back to Rhy'din. Like Sai. She's always rubbing on and touching Quinn and it bugs me because he doesn't even seem to care. I shouldn't be jealous but I just can't help it. Too jealous and things got out of hand. I wanted what he was sharing with her. So he gave it to me. I have never known such horrific pain and sickness in all of my life. He was there through it all and now that I'm on the other side of it, we share a bond stronger than that of lovers or boyfriends. It's hard to explain.

Sai was there when I was feeling a little better. She touched me and oh my God! No wonder Quinn loves it when she's touching or rubbing on him! I felt dirty, like I was cheating on Quinn. He was sitting right there and I just wanted to hide somewhere. I know she meant well, but those kinds of things should only be shared between lovers.

Anyway, Mark's not going to like this one bit. He's going to toss me on my butt out of the camp. I just laid it on him that I'm gay, and now this. He reacted worse to knowing that Quinn was a werewolf than he did to my being gay so I know this is going to kill him that I allowed it to happen. Allowed it after promising I wouldn't. Not sure what to do about that until I see him again.

And then Keirra just takes off. Gerry was due to be home the day after Christmas and he didn't show. I've seen the way he dotes on Keirra and the way she used to punch him in the face for it. A guy sticks around after being punched in the face? That's love or masochism. Either way, he's not going to just not come back unless he can't. But she's gone. I called her a coward for running off. I shouldn't have done that. It probably made her want to be away from me and everything she's known. The girls, Ko included, are all runners. They don't stay where it's safe and where they have support. No, they run off, expecting us to chase them. I did that for Billie and it got me no where. I'm not chasing after them anymore.

Instead, I'm staying put. I'll build a home here with Quinn and when they decide that they're ready to simply be safe and warm and with family, I'll be waiting.
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PostPosted: Fri Jan 01, 2016 3:01 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Woke up to relative peace and quiet. Quinn's fast asleep on the new mattress. I woke up and looked out at the rising sun without pain in the back of my eyes. The trickle of melting ice didn't sound like the roar of cannons. Nothing hurts. First time in days that I've felt this way, but nothing hurts.

I believe that sometimes wishes do come true. I happened every time I lost my hearing. I was wishing to not hear the things that were painful, and I didn't. But in my sleep I think a larger wish came true. One that I only voiced once in front of Quinn. He was so hurt by it that I didn't mention it again. Once spoken, though, it can't be unsaid.

I don't feel anything right now. The last few days have been wracked with a heightened sense of everything. I could see farther distances and in the dark. I could hear a branch snapping off of a tree more than a football field away when a white tail pulled too hard on the last of the leaves. I smelled things that no person should ever be subject to. But the worst part was how I felt inside of my own head. I didn't get angry, I had psychotic fits of rage. I didn't have sadness, I had the blackest depths of the ocean depression. I wasn't happy, I was ecstatic and bounding off of the walls.

It was all so overwhelming. I thought I was losing my mind, and I probably was. From the first stirring of jealousy when Sai and Quinn were touching so intimately, I should have known better. I shouldn't have bullied Quinn into giving me something that he only wanted in that moment. Prior to that he refused to even consider making me into what he is. But, in that moment, he wanted it more than anything else. And I wanted to share with him what only Sai could share.

I wished to not be like him, anymore. I don't know if it was because it's only been a week or because I was so desperately not wanting those extreme emotions and senses, but this morning I woke up feeling nothing extraordinary. That's not to say I don't feel. Quinn's beside me, Keirra's home and we gained a little buddy. These things make me happy. I'm hungry so I'm preparing a breakfast of whole grain pancakes, sausage and orange juice.

But I don't feel that overwhelming hunger. My skin is cool to the touch and I feel like the old me, once again.

I just hope that Quinn doesn't hate me for it.
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PostPosted: Wed Jan 06, 2016 12:10 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

He doesn't hate me, but I can see it in his eyes. There's disappointment and he's hurt beyond anything I could have physically done to him. I don't know what's going to happen, I just know that trust has been broken by a few words spoken in panic, anger and sorrow.

Going to be a long time before I'm over him. If I'm ever over him. He taught me that it was ok to be who I am. He taught me not to be afraid of what others may think or feel. I don't think I'll ever forget him and if he has a change of heart, I'll be here.

I miss him, already.
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PostPosted: Tue Feb 02, 2016 12:56 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Living with cold, distant Quinn was probably the hardest thing I've ever done. I don't even know what we were doing. Why did he stay when he was so miserable? Why did I let him stay when I was so miserable? Because beyond the bond that I'd wished away, there was and is still love between us. Neither of us wanted to let that go. But in the circumstances where we were just fuming at each other in petulant silence? It was doing neither of us any good.

It came to a head in a fight where I threw a bottle and it smashed on his face. The words that we were screaming at each other were so painful, meant to cut deep. And they really did. I was frustrated and so angry. I can't believe that I threw that bottle at him. We were both such a mess. Can't be too regretful because that's when we started to communicate. I just wish I could have found a better way to get through to him than through violence.

Mark says that there's another caravan about to pull through. Quinn & I bought a house. Our dream house. I extended the invitation to Mark and the rest of the circuit to stay on the land as a respite against the other caravan, if need be. But then Mark lays into me about having Sai over so often. It's my RV and I can have whoever I want over and as often as I like. But it's Mark's camp and he's right about strangers being in camp. Even with people that you've grown to know and trust it's hard to tell who is going to turn and stab you in the back. With strangers, it has to be assumed that they will. I wasn't thinking about the circuit, I was thinking about keeping Quinn with me, and that meant letting Sai stay until things got sorted out. The alternative was Quinn & Sai holing up in a room at the Red Dragon Inn together. I just... I know I shouldn't be jealous but they were in a bed together when I found them last. They were both fully clothed but... the intimacy. It drives me absolutely out of my mind.

Anyway, had words with Mark and he ended up punching me in the face. Quinn saw my bloody nose and he hit Mark in the jaw. Mark threw me out of the camp and that was it. Quinn & I left. I dropped him and Sai off at the new house and then I took the RV to Loiuse City to get the interior fixed. I couldn't tolerate that pink another day. It was disgusting. While I was waiting on the RV I did some shopping and found the most beautiful ring. I took a picture of it and sent it to Quinn. Asked him to marry me and he said yes.

Still don't have the ring. Though Quinn surprised me with one when I got back from Loiuse City. Big, beautiful platinum band with 36 of the darkest, smokiest diamonds you ever saw. It's gorgeous and it's mine. So, we're engaged. Not married, not going to do that for a long time. There are too many other things going on to plan a wedding, but the promise is there. Forever. Quinn and I are going to be forever.

Took a trip to Rio so that Quinn, Dirk & Amare could do their pack thing. Sai was there, too. On the trip down, everyone was so on edge. I just tried to be small and quiet, not get into the way. Amare & Dirk took off into the woods the moment we landed. Quinn, Sai and myself went to the house. To look at it, with the sculptured hedges and manicured lawns, the crystal blue pool and everything about it... it's a luxury resort in and of itself. But the ghosts of Quinn's past are so thick and heavy in there that I seriously doubt I'll ever see the place again. I don't want to see it.

Quinn's past is his to tell. I do know this much: He's not the same person he was back then. He was with Dirk then and there's no way I can ever believe that the two of them shared anything as sweet and loving as what Quinn and I share now. There's just no way.

So they did their thing and just before dawn I get woken up with this dead cat smacking my face and talking in this super high pitched weird voice. Scared the piss out of me, literally. Amare thought it would be hilarious to make a hand puppet out of the puma that they'd killed. Of course, this started a huge fight. Quinn came into the room and punched Dirk in the face for laughing. Then he straddled Amare and nearly caved the man's face in. I wanted him to kill them both, but Sai stopped him. Dirk & Amare took off, not seen either since.

Got home about a week ago and things are better. Made up with Mark and he gave Quinn & I a fun little mission. Seems the McIntosh clan is coming in by the north road into Rhy'din. We're going to do a few things to detour them and if the cards are played right, they're going to run into a clan of Amazons. If anything can detour a man who has been driving for days without a woman around, it's an Amazon.

Got work to do now that this is caught up.

Levi
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PostPosted: Fri Jun 10, 2016 8:57 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

I guess we're all coming to terms with how the thing with the MacIntosh, specifically Mac, came to a head. In the end, we didn't have to do anything. His own clan, rife with hatred and homophobia, turned against him and shot him dead in the middle of our camp. His own uncle called him a Nancy boy and then shot him three times. Twice in the chest and the third was aimed for his head. But as he was falling, the third bullet missed it's mark and hit Ian instead.

Nancy boy. It's been a long while since I've heard that term. Sends chills down my spine at the thought of the hatred behind those two so innocent sounding words. Put them together with malice and... Yeah it wasn't a pretty sight back in college either. I guess I'm lucky that the words that were thrown at me in such anger and hatred weren't lace with bullets, like they were for Mac.

No love loss for Mac. He wanted my family dead and out of his way. He plotted and attempted to have that very thing happen. His own family turning on him and doing what they did to him was karma enough for what he tried to do to Mark and Quinn.

Still. The urge to go back into the closet and stay where it's safe is strong.

Levi
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PostPosted: Sun Jun 12, 2016 2:46 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

I'm sitting by my mother's bed. Everyone, including me, calls her Aunt Rally. As soon as I got the text that she had suffered a stroke, I dropped everything that I was doing and rushed up here. I didn't tell Mark or Quinn or anyone. I just ran. She's my mom and they'll understand. I know they will.

She's in a coma, but I can see that this is really, really bad. Her left arm is contracted up against her chest and we can't get her left leg to straighten out. The doctors say that they'll know more once she wakes up. I just hope she wakes up.

Never been so terrified in my life. They say that she could linger like this for a while, or just wake up at any moment. Nobody knows anything and there's nobody here but me to deal with it. When she signed the power of attorney and living will and her last will and testament, I was happy to take over. But I never thought the day would come.

She looks so fragile, like a little bird.

Levi
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PostPosted: Mon Jun 27, 2016 8:03 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Rally gave me a hell of a scare today. She's been hooked up to a ventilator since her stroke and today she started to choke. I had no idea what was going on but I thought that this was it. My mom was going to die and I was going to have to sit and watch, all by myself. The nurses came in and explained that it was a sign of her being able to breathe on her own. They removed the tube and sure enough, she was breathing on her own.

She's still unconscious but when they do the neuro tests, she passes them with flying colors. I guess that she helped so many for so long, had so many sleepless nights doing things for others that she needs her rest. I know that's a polly anna way of thinking about things, but it's the easiest to stomach. Who knows what sort of deficits she'll wake up with. Will she remember me? Will she be able to use her arm or leg at all? Will she be a vegetable? Or will she sleep until she simply slips away? I don't know, and I don't want to think about it. She looks like she's asleep.

Haven't heard from Quinn in days. I don't think he's getting my texts or something. I mean, when he's going through stuff I'm always right there to support him. I can't imagine him just turning his back on me. No, I refuse to believe that's what's happened. Something bad must have happend to him.

I need to call Mark or Sai, see if he's ok.

Levi
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PostPosted: Sun Jul 24, 2016 8:30 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

After 46 days and being transferred to two different medical facilities, Mom is finally awake. She's alert and remembers who I am, but the beginnings of atrophy and neurological deficits have left her weak as a kitten. They're going to start doing physical therapy in a few days. She still needs help eating. They did a swallow test and she didn't do that well, so she's still on the feeding tube.

I'm going to stay here to continue to help her. There are people coming and going all of the time. The Coopers, the Schmidts, Andersons... it's one caravan group after the other. They bring flowers, little gifts and good cheer. And they've all offered to let me go home to my own caravan. I just don't see how i can go back there. My mom needs me and besides Mark, who is going to be waiting for me back at home?

Not a word from Quinn. It's been a month and a half. I really needed a shoulder to lean on, someone to talk to, and he turned his back on me. It hurts so much to think about him. I am thankful for him, for what he's taught me. I am my own man. I can stand on my own two feet.

I miss him, and a part of me always will.

Levi
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PostPosted: Sat Jul 30, 2016 6:38 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Today was a good day. While mom was napping a very distraught Bill McCrimmons came bursting into her room. It woke her from her nap which made her cranky at first. Poor Bill, he was wringing his hands together and looking at mom as if... well. Mom's crankiness ended rather abruptly when she realized who had woken her up. The tears that rimmed Bill's eyes when he saw that mom was alive and well brought a tear to my own eye.

They embraced and he slid right on into the bed to hold her. It was like they were kids again. I left to get some coffee and when I got back, mom and Bill were kissing. It was very sweet but I didn't stand there like a doofus. I turned and walked back out of the room for a few minutes. When I got back inside they were cuddling and talking quietly. I never knew that my mom had fallen in love, much less with Bill.

I can remember when the caravans met up in the spring and fall for picnics and bon fires. Bill always had some ghost story to tell us kids. I think it was a running bet on who could scare us worse, him or old man Barlow. These men were our leaders, our role models, the fathers of all, regardless of bloodline. I'm glad mom and Bill have found something special, even if they're not always together.

Bill gladly took over taking care of mom so I could go home and get some real food in me and some rest. I've been living at the hospital for over a month and it's amazing how awesome a grilled steak and steamed asparagus tastes. Hospital food isn't made because it might taste good. It's just made to put sustenance in your stomach. That steak was the best one i've ever had.

Then I went home to my condo. I stood in the shower until the water began to run cold. I had to get the hospital smell off of me. I had to get the bad emotions, the hurt, the anger, the confusion... I scrubbed until my skin was pink and then scrubbed some more. I walked into that shower with about a hundred pounds of crap weighing down my shoulders. I walked out with none.

I opened a bottle of pinot noir and invited a few friends from the office over. We sat in front of the fire and told stories, laughed and finished off the bottle of pinot noir. Most of them are staying the night, too drunk to drive home. Kelly and George are in the guest bedroom, Lydia and Noelle are on the sofa couch.

And where am I?

Tucked into my own bed, pillows behind my head and back to prop me up as I write this on my laptop. I may be alone, but I have a house full of friends and my mom is alive and is loved.

Truly, a good day.
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PostPosted: Mon Aug 08, 2016 9:36 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

“Good morning, Mom,” Levi walked into his mother’s bedroom carrying a wooden tray with a single plate of scrambled eggs, a cup of black coffee and a glass of orange juice. He’d plucked a bright yellow daisy from the garden and laid it beside the plate and utensils. He maneuvered around the room and settled the tray onto her night table. He then sat right down onto the edge of the bed and took his mother’s hands into his own. “Are you up for some breakfast? Hmm?” He offered a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.

Margaret Rally sat up in her bed, propped up by a mountain of pillows and covered with a patchwork quilt that an old friend had made for her. There was no discernable pattern to the quilt and the friend said that each square represented somebody in her life and that Rally would be the one to decide which piece of cloth was for whom. She’d been too busy at the time the gift was presented to her, so none of the patches had been named. The quilt with it’s mad cacophony of color clashed horribly with the rest of her bedroom. The curtains were open and so were the windows. The summer breeze blew the filmy drapes in a gentle flap and the sun filtered in for natural lighting. The carpeting was off white and the walls were papered in pale pink and white stripes with tiny rosebuds in an intricate pattern. She had a tall solid oak dresser and matching wardrobe that was stained and varnished so maintain the natural color.

She had her quickly graying red hair in two plaits that started at a sharp widow’s peak and traveled down to the middle of her back. Never one for glasses, much less a book, a remote control was in her hand as she flipped through the channels. Though she had a stroke, her mind was still sharp. It was her body that was giving her the trouble. Her right hand trembled and was numb most of the time, as was her right foot. It had made her a downright grouch, as frustration took it’s toll. Only McCrimmon’s presence had lifted her spirits.

She looked upon her only son and sighed to herself. Levi had been through the worst of it. Her outbursts, her anger and frustration. He’d born the brunt of it all. And still, he stood there with his sad little smile and the breakfast tray that he’d prepared for her. There was a slight irritation with him when she reached for the spoon but couldn’t hold her hand still long enough and didn’t have the strength in her hand to hold onto the silverware. He’d put it on her right side. Again.

“Sorry,” Levi apologized when he realized his error. He picked up the tray and then walked around the foot of the bed to place the tray onto a small bedside table. “I heard Bill say that he was coming over today. What would you like to wear?” He sat back down, but didn’t dare lift anything from the tray. His mother was stubbornly going to feed herself, even if she wore half of what she tried to eat. She’d snapped at him for trying to help and that was that. Until she asked, he wouldn’t try again.

“Billy?” Margaret’s face lit up and she sat up a bit straighter in bed. It was very obvious to Levi that his mother was quite taken with Bill McCrimmons and he bore the first genuine smile of the day. “Oh, I think that lovely blue blouse with the flowers and my white trousers,” she directed her son. Levi stood from the bed and went in search of the outfit.

“So how long have you and Bill been an item?” Levi tossed a glance over his shoulder and he could see his mother trying to hide her smile, being sly, behind her cup of coffee. He was glad for her. It had been a lonely life, even with all the people that had come and gone in the house. When Levi went off to college, she was left alone to deal with the different caravans and their brood. With the way that the caravan leaders revered her, it was obvious that she’d done a bang of job.

“You hush, talking to your mother like I’m some school girl getting her first kiss.” Margaret’s voice was filled with laughter though and she watched Levi as she slowly ate her breakfast. With practice she was getting better at using her left hand. “Let’s talk about you. How is that lovely girl you went to college with? Suzanna, wasn’t it? Everyone said you two would be married by now.”

Levi kept his back to his mother and cringed. While Suzie had been a nice enough girl, he had distanced himself from her the first week of college. It got to the point where the only time they saw each other was at orientation and then each year’s matriculation. “Oh, I suppose she’s ok,” he shrugged his shoulder and folded the white trousers over his arm before turning to his mother. “But I think she dropped out of college after she married that doctor. Someone had to stay home and take care of their children.”

“Oh, right, right,” she waved off the story and pushed the tray about an inch away, indicating that she was done eating. “Well, what about that Barlow girl? How are things there?”

It was all he could do not roll his eyes. The thought of Billie saddened him and exasperated him at the same time. He sat the clothes onto the end of the bed and then walked over to gather the tray and empty cup and glass. “I broke up with Billie, mom. After she miscarried she started acting really crazy. I couldn’t take it.”

Margaret lifted her hand to still her son, stop him from retreating to the kitchen. “Levi, when are you ever going to settle down?” She looked at him with those caring eyes that matched his own. The question had come up so many times between them and his usual snippy reply of “when I feel like it” seemed hardly appropriate any longer.

With a sigh, he sat down upon the edge of the bed and put his hand over hers where it lay upon his arm. His heart began to race and he had to tear his gaze from her to gather himself. He’d dreamed of telling her mom about himself, about who he really was. There was fear of being rejected, of being expelled, of being banished from his mother’s heart, mind and life. He squeezed her hand and took a deep breath to try to steel himself.

“Levi, what’s wrong?” Margaret hadn’t seen Levi quite this emotional in a very long time. He was the steady hand, the good boy who didn’t make trouble or blurt out hurtful things. He was her only son, her only child. She knew that something was wrong.

“I was engaged,” he said quietly. So quietly he wasn’t sure that he’d spoken the words out loud. So he turned his gaze back to her and took a deep breath to try again. “I was engaged, mom. When I came up here, I wanted you to meet my fiance.” The words, once out, gave him courage to continue, to sit up straighter and to finish the story. “But he didn’t come. He’s not coming. He’s not called, or texted. I don’t know why or what I’ve done. But he’s not coming.”

Margaret didn’t say a word as Levi gathered his strength and finally allowed what was troubling him to come spilling out of his mouth. She studied him, his anguish ridden face. For the first time she saw the dark circles under his eyes and the spark of joy that had always been in those eyes was not there. She wasn’t shocked by the revelation that he’d been engaged to a man; she’d known for years that Levi preferred men to women. But the fact that he was engaged at all, and didn’t bother to tell her really began to make her angry.

“Levi Clark. You mean to tell me that you had a fiance and that you didn’t bother to tell me? That it took me nearly dying for you to come and see me?” Her eyes blinked rapidly when she spoke and the fire was slowly dying in them. The anger was being replaced by sympathy and a sorrow that her son had been through two very stressful situations at the same time. “Well. It’s best for him that he’s not here. I’d give him a piece of my mind for breaking your heart. Come here.”

When she opened her arm to him, Levi leaned and pressed his face to her shoulder. He hadn’t expected her reaction. He didn’t know what he had been so afraid of. It had always been just the two of them and of course they’d never turn their backs on each other, especially when they needed each other the most.

He didn’t cry, but he did let her hold onto him for as long as she liked. She made soft sounds of comfort and gently combed her fingers through his russet hair. After being comforted for what felt like an hour, but was probably no more than fifteen minutes, he lifted his head and kissed her cheek. “I love you, Mom.”

“I love you too, son. Now go on and get these dirty dishes out of here before they attract flies.” There wasn’t the usual crack of a whip to her voice when she said it and Levi smiled fondly as he lifted the tray.

“Yes, ma’am. I’ll let you know when Bill gets here,” he chuckled as he walked out of her room and closed the door behind him.
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It's over, nothing's over
I'll grow up when I'm older
God only knows what I would do to you

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