Rog: What are you doing?
Yul: Packing.
Rog: For what?
Yul: For the mission. Remember. You told me to, how'd you say it, "secure my shiott." So, I'm securing my frailing shiott.
Rog: Well, just start unpacking, cause you ain't going.
Yul: (looks at Rog with eyes like burning daggers) The frail I'm not.
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Outtake #1: (picks up from above)
Rog: The frail you are.
Yul: Look you lubricious bastard--
Rog: What? Lu--
Yul: I'm frailing going.
Rog: No you're not.
Yul: Why?
Rog: Because, well, frail, Yul, look--
Yul: I see.
Rog: (waits for more) Now what?
Yul: Nothing.
Rog: Don't nothing me. What?
Yul: Nothing really. Go on your silly mission. Just--
Rog: Just what?
Yul: Just don't expect me to be the frail here when you get back!
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Outtake #2: (picks up after Yul calls him lubricious)
Rog: Look--
Yul: Look! Look! Look here.
Rog: Yul--
Yul: Yul what?
Rog: (no response)
Yul: I said, Yul what?
Rog: If I didn't--
Yul: Holy shiott. You've got to be frailing kidding me.
Rog: Damn it, will you--
Yul: No! Damn you. You ain't leaving again, without me.
Rog: It's not--
Yul: Is Kyra going?
Rog: You know she is.
Yul: So you and Kyra are going save the universe. And you want me to stay here. Wait for you. I got the FRAILING t-shirt. (Yul throws a shirt at Rog) Remember.
24 comments:
Still a bit of bitterness in the air after the last time Rog left on "a mission." Yul was in hospital at the time and she was not expected to survive.
Wow, a two-fer. I can't identify with Yul. I understand why she is mad, after you pointed it out, but she still seems SO high maintenance. She seems to NEED so much from Rog. He doesn't seem to get sick of that neediness -ie; 'teach me how to be like you' (about being at home in his skin, I don't know the chapter name). Does that make him strong or weak? I'm not sure what I think yet about this relationship.
Jennifer, this chapter probably only makes sense if you know the whole story of the relationship between the two. Yul is rather high-strung, but based on the last time Rog left, I think she is justified in the outburst. Imagine having a terminal illness and thinking you are going to die and your "husband" decides he needs to be elsewhere (he did have a pretty good reason--to rescue Kyra, Von and Emy from certain death). Took Yul a long time to forgive Rog for that decision. The thought of him leaving again, without her, is just a little to fresh in her mind.
"A two-fer" :-D
Oh, call me a 'needy' Strumpet...
But, I have had this type of conversation before, myself.
=P
The next time I have one of these....
I'm gonna just start saying 'frail' instead of 'fuck' in the middle of it and REALLY throw 'im for a loop.
With the weather as it is, Mr. Tree,... it's a good night to melt some butter.
Not, however, by traditional methods.
xoxo
Oh, call me a 'needy' Strumpet...
But, I have had this type of conversation before, myself.
=P
The next time I have one of these....
I'm gonna just start saying 'frail' instead of 'fuck' in the middle of it and REALLY throw 'im for a loop.
With the weather as it is, Mr. Tree,... it's a good night to melt some butter.
Not, however, by traditional methods.
xoxo
oops.
See how needy I am?
Well Ms Strumper, I happen to have some homemade Wisconsin butter in pure saturated stick form. Prepare to glisten. :-D
"Mind Over Matter"...and with a mind like yours nothing else matters! Now that you explained to me what "frail" is...is it ok to say that when I look at your visuals they also have a frailness about them...no, I mean the real "frail" as in delicate, other outer worlds fragility. c
C, you should take a look at my image only blog Trebuchet. I've been doing some interesting stuff there in the last couple of days. And always make sure you click on the images to see them in full size. Thank you for the very kind words. Sometimes the images get overlooked for the story and many times it takes longer to create the image than to write the chapter. Thank you for noticing. Hugs to you my friend. :-)
You know the characters better than I but there is just no chemistry between Yul and I ( yes, I know how silly that sounds and no, I am not delusional). I have seen army wives put on the brave face when their men are called to duty, have a baby alone, etc, and support their soldiers. I don't think she sees Rog as A man, only HER man. Men carry a heavy burden of responsibility. Rog was no exception. I can tell you have a soft spot for Yul (your such a guy) so I will try to trust you on this.
Jennifer, no worries. I don't care much for The Hood, yet I've got readers printing t-shirts that say: I Heart The Hood. :-D
Besides, I kinda like that you don't relate to Yul. :-)
I will say this, Yul is a deeply insecure hynerian and has been deeply hurt for much of her life. She struggles to trust anyone, including herself and with the recent issues with her "cancer" and Rog leaving, well, him telling her--and she can hold her own in a firefight--that she can't go, just stirred the emotional muck of her insecurities--if that makes any sense.
The title alone is a source of great amusement, I can just see Yul spouting these words, indignant and disbelieving and downright angry. And Rog standing there firm in his belief that she shouldn't go, not having the authority to stop her from doing so, but like any of us, loving her so much the thought of harm coming to her on a mission makes him refuse her entry. At the same time, Yul is as much a part of the crew as anyone else, and as you said is more than capable of holding her own in a firefight, so for that reason she should be able to accompany them, though it is interesting that she has yet to do so. Em on the other hand has, more than once. Wonderful use of the stage play form once again, you do this so very well, dialogue from your characters is so easy to imagine them saying, in character and flowing and natural, Yul's continued use of the word frail and the way she tends to interrupt him before he can say what he was about to say, generally the things that anger her most or are most unreasonable in her eyes only to ask him, once he has been stopped and thereby considered what reaction she would have, to repeat what he was about to say. Such good stuff! :-D So clearly they appear by way of your writing, her bent over the case packing, him a little to the side, hynerian jeans, barefeet, just plain scared at the thought of Yul in danger's way. I like outtake #2 best of the two, despite the history aspect of it being a little more serious, one cannot help but want to smile indulgently at these two wonderfully charismatic characters, loving each other and bickering away indirectly because of it. To be left behind in itself as the others (some) go say the world as she puts it would be enough for Yul in itself, I imagine, to 'rattle her cage', but the fact that Rog is telling her she will have to stay behind as he goes would just be too much to handle and you have put this across so very, very well, one feels the emotions, more complex that the anger she displays, through her words.
:-) Really, really enjoyed this chapter!! The Frail I'm Not! Love it.
Love the image too, remember it well for that reason.
Sweetest, I suppose the most challenging emotional foundation to keep in mind (for me) is the feeling associated with being a crew of just seven amongst the entire universe--only seven of your kind remain--(I suppose eight now with Zoe). As much as it seems like John and Ariel are a part of the crew, and they are, they are not Hynerian. The fear and loneliness is ever present. Emotions are magnified. Separation anxiety can reach a fever pitch quickly, not to mention the fear, that with each death (Kieran) a Hynerian life is lost never to be replaced. So, when Rog pulls the rug out from under Yul (he did tell her to secure her shiott), she reacts as we have come to expect Yul to react--full force, words and passion flying in equal measure. The key to this chapter is when she says "The frail I'm not." Voiced the right way, this whole chapter stands on that phrase and everything it represents in Yul and to Yul. As I imagined it, there is so much emotion in her stand, her statement, in the force by which she delivers those four words.
As always, your engagement thrills me to no end. :-)
For everyone who has read it, I am certain, and certainly for me, The Chapel is a chapter that is never far from the forefront, Connections too and a host of others that are 'similar', in other words the loneliness, the fact that they are living and travelling, and dying, in one small vessel through the boundless universe, (or as you worded it once, loosely quoted but remembered for the emotions it evoked, just a casing of metal to protect them) blackness which again is emphasized by the pure awe that is inspired when they come into view of something, none of this is ever forgotten regardless of how casual a chapter is.
Nodding to your words about the phrase and Yul.
You are such an amazing writer, really, a chapter like this, like the one below and the one below that and all below that, you have carved this story and your characters with such bold, eloquent lines that even without direction, without detailed description, as in this case of a phrase, Yul is heard and seen and animated and loved. :-)
Sweetest, I suppose the chapter that is very close to my heart, both in the literal and the metaphorical nature of the writing, and the one that speaks to this condition as much as any I've written and one I should reread more often is Seasons.
I think I will be eternally grateful to Em for giving me that missive. Janus bless her and her letters to The Captain. I would have liked to have made his acquaintance. :-)
Reading your comments has helped me understand this chapter more. Coming into the middle of something can be a touch disorienting. It troubles me slightly to realize that at this stage in my life I relate a little too well to Yul. Something I need to work on.
Wamblings, the story and the characters have developed such over the last two years that sometimes a chapter happenes (like this one) that is very difficult for someone not familiar with the nuances of a character to grasp the finer points about what is being said and what is not being said and why it is all happening. Each character in the story is a little bit of me, some more than others (Kyra is most like me). Yul and I share some stories together and in many ways she is my sexual alter ego in the story. She is also my reactionary anger, the character that swims in feeling rather than logic, the one that has had so many things happen to her that she struggles to live in the moment and see things as they are rather than how she projects them to be. Believe it or not, this is actually a very good scene for Rog and Yul. If she didn't care about him, about them, she doesn't react the way that she does. She has been left behind once. She has no intention of being left again. Keep in mind, these are hynerians--not humans and in the hynerian world, females and males exist on an equal plane in all things. Oh, and Yul likes girls too, just so you know. :-)
I'm starting to like Yul better and better. grins I really relate to her though on several levels from your explanation. I have my inner emotionalist who has been a bit too vocal of late. Those awful fears of being left behind, of missing out... I feel where she is coming from. An experience of having been left behind would only make her fears (and reactions to said fears) stronger.
And on the back of that shirt....
'And I want to frail Yul.'
She and I have chemistry like you wouldn't believe.
She doesn't wear any other face 'cept for her own and you can tell her for me, Mr. Tree, that while Rog is gone, I have no problem puttin' on my space boots to come out there and do my best to help her not miss him so much.
^_~
Just try to have that QST Canopy ready for me by my trip.
How many sticks of butter do I need to use on you to move me up on the list?
Yul has a groupie.
My own feelings throw all logic out the window on most days.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Which is probably why I'm often attracted to Spock-like guys.
To keep me in check.
raises fist in the air....YUL! YUL! YUL!
If anyone were to ever ask me why I love the Strumper so, I would point to the comment above and rest my case. Baby, that was frailing fan-*-tastic!
As for moving up the list, I'd say ten sticks of real butter and a half-pound of walnuts. The string and frozen peas wouldn't hurt either. :-D
Oh, and I'll let Yul know. Somehow I think your comment will bring a wicked grin to her face as her blue spear like tongue does a slow wet roll over her upper lip. :-D
~swoon~
I'm swooning for you, Yul, AND the Hood.
I think it's time for a space orgy in the grocery store.
The frozen food section along with the dairy aisle just will never feel the same again. :-D
hmmm
And since when did Yul need Rog's permission might I ask?
He wouldn't tell me I wasn't going!
Miladysa, you hit the nail on the head--he can't tell her she can't go. And she knows it. I got a feeling Yul is coming along for this ride. :-D
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