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I am going to be late with my chapter today. Need to pop into Leamington Spa in about half an hour, so won't be able to write until I get home. Apologies
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Stoker's gonna kick some ass.
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He is, happy and well. He was quite honest, told me that he was in love with me, but couldn't handle what was happening. Regrets, but given what he went through it was tough. he went on to have kids and a decent life, and is now living his own true life. Which is awesome.
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New York - 1953 – November 25th Billy flew down the corridor, long strides as his shoes rang off of the polished floors, his coat flapping behind him. He skidded through the doors to the ward where he’d left Dottie, the prim and matronly woman turning to face him as they crashed open. The sterile air of the ward, thick with the scent of antiseptic and stale metal, hit him like a physical blow. He saw her through a haze of panic and fury, her silh
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I like to think it was Marc. They compliment each other, Will brings Marc Stability, and Marc drag Will back to fun
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Yes, but to be fair, Wil hated ALL government jobs, neo-anarchist that he was back then.
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Nope. There's a reason he is banned from dating Andrews.
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#Chapter Twenty-Six So, Jimmy was in a trap. More specifically, he was being used as bait for a trap. And he’d ignored one of his big rules; No girlfriends. So, yes, Jimmy was not in a good position to recognize, or deal with the situation. Wil was stroking his hair at this point, cradling Jimmy against his chest. The comforting weight of Wil’s arm and the steady rhythm of his breathing were a stark contrast to the churning unease in Jimmy’s stomach. “Well, at least you recognize you
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Well even Superman has kryptonite.
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Oh everyone has an asshole, whether they are born with one or become one.
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I'm getting there... I'm getting there... gosh you're all worse than Wil!
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Good morning, welcome to Thomas. Now to find his belly button
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Hall of Mirrors - Æuum – Alpha Site Stoker kicked the fractured mirror for all he was worth, “Make it open!” He demanded. He took a step back, and took another run at it, throwing his full weight into the assault. “NOW!” “I can’t,” Henry leaned heavily against the frame watching Stoker throw everything he had at assaulting the immutable, immovable glass. “It doesn’t work like that, you can’t go back, not yet.” “I don’t bleedi
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I kid you not, I had an important meeting after he did that one night. I swear of all the days, he had to pick the worst one ever to mark his territory.
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Trust the Alec, believe in the Alec. Nothing will happen to his Hugo as long as he is breathing.
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Billy was pushed back to when Henry and Hugo arrived when Henry reset time. It being a Paradoxical event we can assume a little weirdness, like Hugo's reaction.
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Chapter Twenty Five Andy was sitting across from Jimmy, and there was an edge of vibration about him, a nervous energy that seemed to shimmer in the warm, lamp-lit room. He kept looking over at the object of his immediate focus, a mix of shy and not so shy smiles. Andy was a bundle of nerves and Jimmy, in the dim, easy light of the living room, was very aware of it. They were talking, as you do when you stick a group of seventeen – to – twenty-five-year-olds in a room at some time ap
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The more research I did into this... horrific procedure the more I saw the way it was exploited. This 'Miracle' cure became solutions to 'Female Hysteria' for men looking to stop divorces and retain control... Children... it's sickening.
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I am very lucky to have been born a decade or so later. Very lucky.
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There is ONE more character in that scene, beyond the doctor, Billy, Dottie and Hugo. HE is really small, tiny in fact, and VERY aware of what is going on. I'll let you guys figure out who HE might be.
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Morning, Hope you are all well and enjoying yourselfs. Today I want to issue a TIME STORM warning for Downtown New York, circa 1953... I hope you all brought your umbrellas
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New York - 1953 – November 25th PARADOXICAL COLLAPSE IMMINENT The silence in the Tides of Time lounge was a profound, suffocating thing, broken only by the low, guttural moans of the wounded. Agent Reed lay on the polished hardwood floor in a growing pool of his own blood. His right arm, or what was left of it, was a mangled, bloody ruin, and his leg, a useless, twisted mess, was a testimony to the brutal, unyielding violence that had just been unleashed upo
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To explain, I spoke to the Andy mentioned right in the middle of this chapter. First time in two decades. So it changed the perspective on the story mid-writing. I actually have the girlfriend's name wrong as well, to give an example of some of the things. So This forces me to reconsider how to approach the chapter. I had most of the Wil/Jimmy interactions done, so I figured I would go with that, while I sort out in my head how I wanted to approach, write, and share the refined story of what happened with Andy, as it seems far more complex that twenty four-twenty five year old me knew. So again, apologies for what seemed like a cop out chapter, I just needed some time to work/think and reflect.
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sorry Doc
