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lilfluff‘s commissioned prompt – a bit more of Uh-Oh ().
Raylan is the brother of a character in Addergoole.
“None of that,” she smiled. “Stay quiet, and this won’t hurt much.”
Raylan stared at the crazy woman for a moment. Was she kidding? Was she just really insane? Batshit crazy, Dad would say, when he thought Ray wasn’t listening. Often about Mom, who Ray had never met. “Fuck that,” he muttered, and then, louder, as loud as he could, “fuck that! Fuck you! Help! Help! FIRE!” He struggled, even though he was floating in mid-air and wasn’t sure what good it would do, flailing with all four limbs, kicking and punching and shouting as loudly as he could.
He mostly had his eyes scrunched up, but when he peeked, the woman looked more than a little bit affronted. Good! He kicked again, and shouted, a little louder, “FIRE!!” as his foot actually connected with her shin, and then with her knee. “Damnit, someone!”
She muttered something else under her breath, and suddenly, he couldn’t hear his own voice. He kept shouting, trying not to panic, but it was hard when he was floating, either voiceless or deaf, in mid-air. He kicked harder, instead, connecting with her hip this time.
“That’s enough of that,” she snapped, reassuring him that he hadn’t lost his hearing. He kicked all the harder, until she backed away from him prudently. “Now,” she glared at him. “I did say something about it not hurting much, didn’t I?”
Raylan fell still, looking at her face. He hoped someone had heard him. He hoped they were coming soon.
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Are we sure Raylan is a ‘mundane’ child?
I don’t know if you’re sure… *grins*
I’m suspecting not.
Thought of evil – could this be Mom?
oooh! Ooh, I hadn’t thought of that!
A pleasure to be of service. *bows*
must confess, that had occurred to me…and I wondered if she knew or if she would care if she found out [similar genetics often being attractive to folks, and many people require having ‘grown up with’ to have the too-close-kin revulsion thing happen]
*grin* I like the way you think
Hee. Just sayin’…
Eep, looks like he’s in the frying pan now. Hopefully he can get out without falling in the fire.
I WANTED him to be getting away… 🙁
Manifestation of power?
hrmmmmmm….
Me too! I really wanted that. I like the suggestion of this being his mom…
I dunno. Mom = Evil…???
Maybe just lacking the social skills to come to the door and say “Hi”? His Dad did say that she was “batshit crazy”. Perhaps she doesn’t realize that it could be that simple…
Well, she DID say he wasn’t what she was looking for…