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Rhythminthemind

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  1. Smell is a very handy evocative tool, yeah. Efficient, too. It lets you convey a vast amount of information in very few words if you use it right.
  2. Up to you. I'm happy either way.
  3. Heh. I noticed. You're gonna be at it for like, a month and a half.
  4. Glad you're still enjoying it!
  5. Yep. Makes you think that maybe two teenagers and a tween aren't all that evenly matched to a sizable criminal organization.
  6. The difference in responses is also one of mindsets. He isn't totally contact averse. And during the wrestle, he was giddy from the exhilaration of the evening, whereas the first time around, he was in the middle of a panic attack, and as you rightly say, it came at him from behind. Worst possible time and type.
  7. Yeah. The conversation's a bit more open now. Especially for those with a more liberal upbringing, like James.
  8. I'm glad. You're cool, so far. I'm enjoying hearing what you have to say 😃.
  9. His children are the top priority for him.
  10. We shall see.
  11. Glad you're getting into it.
  12. Thank you :).
  13. It's very easy subject matter to overdo. I think a writer has an obligation to be as honest with it as they can.
  14. Many thanks. I'm glad I seem to have your interest.
  15. Bermuda: Peter’s teleport brought him into being a dozen or so yards from the cabin’s entrance. It wasn’t a big thing; just a four walled, prefab box placed on the micro-island years ago to house the equipment and solar cells they used to monitor the bridge-scar the whale had left behind when it fled. It had never been intended for long-term habitation. Peter sighed, then hitched his rucksack a little higher on his back. He already knew she wouldn’t be talked down, but he owed it to he
  16. Rhythminthemind

    Hunt: 8.11

    "In your estimation how far is the story along 50%? 75%?" 25%
  17. James: The two boys walked the earthen pathway back to town in relative quiet; both half-marvelling at the newfound stillness of their environment. The patter of the rain had become such a constant that James had almost tuned it out. Now that it was gone, its absence almost rang in his ears. It was nice, a break in the clouds allowing the last thin shafts of early evening sunlight to splay across the canopy, picking out the rich greens and browns of the reserve in a gentle orange. Jame
  18. Rhythminthemind

    Hunt: 8.10

    Accurate! 🙂
  19. Cody: Cody would have struggled to express what was going through his head as he rinsed out his mother’s old camping thermos and started hunting for the cocoa mix. He hadn’t been able to sit still for even one moment of the last six hours. It was all an adrenaline heavy blur. Sprinting through the rain to find Finch, his heart going a mile a minute in his chest. The expression on the older man’s face as he’d explained. The sinking feeling in his gut as the agent’s look went from bemus
  20. Rhythminthemind

    Hunt: 8.9

    He'll turn up soonish. He's busy doin' his job.
  21. James: James made landfall at the mouth of the sunken cave, the stick his grandmother had given him clutched in an ever so slightly trembling hand. This was a dumb idea. Just a really, really, really dumb idea. He took a deep breath, held it in his lungs for a moment, then let it out. Just treat it like a person. Easy. Do it. “Um. Hello?” He called, his voice somewhat muted by the downpour. “Are you in there? I’m sorry for blasting you, even though you totally deserved i
  22. James: James knelt on the ground, fully dressed once more, debating whether or not to bother with his one remaining shoe. What to do now? The spirit was still hunting him. He could feel it nearby, moving through the underbrush, surprisingly stealthy, given it’s bulk. He’d glimpsed it once, about half an hour ago, its oaken hide shifting against the backdrop, growing a patina of moss and loose bark, matching its environment like a chameleon; near invisible. He’d given up on
  23. In the Reserve: The creatures were small; some of the scuttling rodents that seemed ever present in the underbrush of the forest, not driven out by the perpetual rain as some had been. Far from it, in fact. These ones seemed to thrive. The Guardian watched with interest. They were stout little things, their tails replaced by a broad, thick flipper that they used to navigate the now abundant water. It was a whole family of them, the Guardian noted, working in concert, some dragging shor
  24. Cody: By the time they arrived at the far shore of Rockford lake, both James and Cody were breathing heavily. It had turned out that, in spite of being a magically superpowered monster-detective, James really wasn’t much of a runner. Maybe it was just that his legs were shorter. Cody had wound up half-dragging the other boy most of the way through the woods. The boys hit the edge of the forest at a sprint, breaking the treeline with their heels digging in the ground, stopping just sho
  25. Rhythminthemind

    Hunt: 8.5

    I mean, married people go on dates, so, yes, I think.
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