*pant, pant!* Here I am. It’s just before school starts and I’m going crazy, but I did want to respond before the end of the next millennium! You always bring such wonderful comments.
She would protect him with her broken wings. Gaaaahh. (You've upped your stock holdings in Kleenex again, haven't you? You must have, for you're hitting hard in the very first paragraph. *sniffle*) *g* I am thoroughly unethical. Insider trading is my middle name.
"Infinitely lovely" hee! Such wonderful Jackness in the midst of all the awfulness. He always has a moment to spare to gloat over his Pearl.
What a delightful, inventive description of a skirt. Thank you. Those full skirts are an extreme waste of fabric although they do swirl so nicely.
The entire exchange about multiple Jacks is delightful, and the inventory of the chest (mermaid!!) is a wonderful touch. Jack seems like the sort that would be a packrat of all sorts of strange curios. I’m delighted you liked this particular collection.
”an adorable little mucky-nosed ragamuffin” Sort of like the one on his shoulders in another story? *g* He did say he wanted Aemelia to meet his first mate :D
"Of course I can stand," Anamaria said defensively. Uh oh. Have known people to say that and then pass out trying. *covers eyes with hands but continues reading through fingers* Fortunately for Anamaria, Jack doesn’t believe her.
All the required little steps to get to relief for Ana, and each and every twinge, both for her and for Jack - incredible scene, and so very realistic. This turned out to be a very complicated process to imagine! I’m glad it seems logical.
Poor Anamaria, hating the fact that she cannot do for herself, and surely hating that this is one time she cannot overlook her gender! She’s not too fond of asking for help and she’d probably like to have a few more centuries of liberation behind her.
And hooray for Tearlach! (and as usual, you have exactly the right feel for an injury - having had one leg in a cast that went far too high, can say with certainly that you've captured just the right unwieldiness) I’ve only had a cracked foot and a bad charley horse, but I’m glad to know the imagination is working just fine. That cast sounds like a miserable torture device.
*wonders what an unborn slap looks like* I have no idea. I think they’re invisible.
Dear Jack. Knows just when to apply a kind lie. You can always count on him to be dishonest *g*
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Date: 2006-08-31 03:50 am (UTC)She would protect him with her broken wings.
Gaaaahh. (You've upped your stock holdings in Kleenex again, haven't you? You must have, for you're hitting hard in the very first paragraph. *sniffle*)
*g* I am thoroughly unethical. Insider trading is my middle name.
"Infinitely lovely" hee! Such wonderful Jackness in the midst of all the awfulness.
He always has a moment to spare to gloat over his Pearl.
What a delightful, inventive description of a skirt.
Thank you. Those full skirts are an extreme waste of fabric although they do swirl so nicely.
The entire exchange about multiple Jacks is delightful, and the inventory of the chest (mermaid!!) is a wonderful touch.
Jack seems like the sort that would be a packrat of all sorts of strange curios. I’m delighted you liked this particular collection.
”an adorable little mucky-nosed ragamuffin”
Sort of like the one on his shoulders in another story? *g*
He did say he wanted Aemelia to meet his first mate :D
"Of course I can stand," Anamaria said defensively.
Uh oh. Have known people to say that and then pass out trying. *covers eyes with hands but continues reading through fingers*
Fortunately for Anamaria, Jack doesn’t believe her.
All the required little steps to get to relief for Ana, and each and every twinge, both for her and for Jack - incredible scene, and so very realistic.
This turned out to be a very complicated process to imagine! I’m glad it seems logical.
Poor Anamaria, hating the fact that she cannot do for herself, and surely hating that this is one time she cannot overlook her gender!
She’s not too fond of asking for help and she’d probably like to have a few more centuries of liberation behind her.
And hooray for Tearlach! (and as usual, you have exactly the right feel for an injury - having had one leg in a cast that went far too high, can say with certainly that you've captured just the right unwieldiness)
I’ve only had a cracked foot and a bad charley horse, but I’m glad to know the imagination is working just fine. That cast sounds like a miserable torture device.
*wonders what an unborn slap looks like*
I have no idea. I think they’re invisible.
Dear Jack. Knows just when to apply a kind lie.
You can always count on him to be dishonest *g*
*throws roses* Thank you for the lovely comment!