PROMPT: “Like werewolves and serial killers, I prefer a fullmoon and clear skies.”
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A. Florentine and Rickets:
R: “What’s with the helmet and leather jacket?”
F: “I’m going out to ride my scooter.”
R: “It’s the middle of the night.”
F: “Like werewolves and serial killers, I prefer a fullmoon and clear skies.”
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B. A Last Goodbye to Balor Hammerhart:
The last flight of Balor Hammerhart was burned into Aeron’s memory. He’d been in the crowd of spectators watching the launch of the first Seed ship. He’d seen it arch up and up, then there was a flash of light so bright that the outline of the ship seemed burned into the sky. It was the last thing he’d seen before his eyes were permanently damaged by the radiation released during the explosion of the hyperdrive.
Balor’s last words rang through his mind, “Like werewolves and serial killers, I prefer a fullmoon and clear skies…” and it didn’t hurt as much as it used to. It seemed that he was finally getting over what had happened.
Seven years of therapies, surgeries, and sacrificed dreams and he finally felt as though he could let go of Balor and move on.
“Which is why I need to visit his grave,” Aeron said.
“But it’s all the way on Titan,” Saera said. He could hear the worry in her voice.
“Mom, it’s going to be fine,” he said. “It’s a short shuttle ride to the Gatestation, then a needle trip through the Eye. I’m only going to be gone a few weeks.”
“Still, anything could happen. It seems dangerous to me.”
“It’s not anymore dangerous than a trip past the Wall. Plus I’ve already hired a Security clone to act as my Companion.” Aeron held out his hand until she laid her palm across his, then he squeezed his fingers around her hand. “I’m going to be all right. I promise.”
“Oh Aeron…” The waver in her voice said she wanted to say more, but she knew him enough not to say the words.
“It’s going to be fine,” he said again.
She drew in a shuddering breath and her hand squeezed tight. “It better be,” she said. “I’ll make a list of things you should take on your trip.”
“I can handle it,” he said.
“Shush. Let me do this for you.”
Even six months ago Aeron might have argued with her, fought for his independence. But he’d grown enough to recognize the need in her voice.
“Okay,” he said. And leaned into the hug she gave him.
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What is the deal with Eric Andre? I feel like he might need some drug counseling.
He’s constantly freaking people out on his Adult Swim show, but I saw when he guest starred on Ridiculousness. He was obviously on something. At one point he actually started taking off his pants with plans to show his wiener. Then it cuts out, and it’s a while later and he looks thoroughly chastened and is playing sober as hard as he can.
It was an ugly scene, is what I’m saying.
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The movie Snowden isn’t my usual cup of entertainment tea, but I might give it a chance when it comes out on video. I am a fan of Joseph Gordon-Levitt’s work, so I would at least want to see what’s up.
