Oct. 3rd, 2015

kittydesade: A white feather quill laying across an open book with yellowed pages (am scribing)
Day 3: Simon "Spike" Kyne
Hm. This one required more edits, given that I've decided to smash this in with the rest of the Blasted Lands.

Spike was originally Simon, junior, named for his father whom he is rapidly growing up to resemble. He is the younger by two minutes.

His weather powers are less active than Chloe’s, but his weather predictions are more accurate and he is able to sense the most minute changes in the wind, the temperature, the rainfall, everything. There may be other powers manifest, but he hasn't discovered them yet, although he has an uncanny knack for dowsing. (He's unwilling to admit that this is a part of his magic.) He also has more physical manifestations than she does, color-swirling eyes and black feathery wings that spring out from his shoulders when he shifts his form. The rest of his form is more human, although his eyes go solid dark blue.

Spike has lived with most of this for all his life, except the shape shifting. Perhaps it was easier for him to accept his differences because his powers are more passive, or maybe it was just a difference in temperament. He is much more easy-going than Chloe, more patient, more willing to forgive or make allowances in the effort to make friends than she is. He is also much less afraid of what might be or what might have been.

However, Spike is also a great deal more apathetic than Chloe. Rather than seek out a solution to a problem he is more likely to wait it out or ignore it and hope it goes away. He is also more passive aggressive, taking the martyred position instead of forcing a concentration, and very good at the directed guilt trip.

Spike guilted his sister for a year about their father leaving, an act which caused a subtle but deep rift between them for two years after. Eventually they mended their differences, but it was a hard time for both of them, and made him all the more inclined to cling to her and protect her, as if to make up for what he put her through out of his own anger. He has always loved his father, looking up to him, and felt a little out of place in a household with two strong women. He idolized the shopkeeper, Carlton, after a while, out of a need for some kind of strong male role model. He does not, however, consider his mother or his sister unwomanly, and has defended their behavior and their actions to many in the town on several occasions.

Spike, like his sister, is a hard worker. He is looked on with some favor in the towns because he is willing to get his hands dirty to help them, and freely offers up his forecasts in order to help with planting and the harvest. He does not object to their whispering behind his back, although it does hurt him when he is depressed, vulnerable, or when he stops to think about it. He will take the pseudo-acceptance if he can get it; although he does see the difference he doesn’t remark on it to anyone but his twin.

Spike tries to be an everyman, family sort of person, which leads to arguments about whether or not he is trying to be normal. He isn’t, although he is glad he doesn’t have the more active or aggressive powers. But he isn’t bothered by the fact that he’s different either, except in that it makes people treat him oddly or badly. It’s simply a part of himself that he feels he has to learn to live with, the way tall people have to learn to live with their height. This matter-of-fact and relatively calm attitude puzzles Chloe but comes as a relief to their mother, who finds the her children to be a tempest in a teapot at the best of times.
kittydesade: Quote "I have a headache, a badge, and a gun. Behave." (headache badge gun)
Ugh, it's one of those days when the inside of my head is sluggish and wants to go eat worms, and not only do I have all the work to do that I didn't do yesterday, I'm at work. And have capoeira later today, although the way it's pouring down I'll be surprised if that many people make it out. The local folk probably will though, so I guess it's worth going. Assuming it's still going by the time I get out there.

And in the meantime my brain is telling me that I'm unpopular because I'm a bad writer, I'm unwanted in the writing field, I should go eat worms and stop trying. I'm going to go ahead and lay all this on being tired, working on my goddamn day off, and doing the DragonCon application. And doing a stupid thing and comparing myself to other pro/trad-published writers, which, yes, a six-figure book deal would be very nice do you know how often that happens, self? Do you? Probably less often than a lightning strike. Fuckoff, brain. I'm already luckier than a lot of people, don't try to tell me I'm not good because I'm not that kind of lucky.

Slogging through extensive revisions helps nothing. So much heavy lifting. So much.

Heh. Also having one of those moments where I'm all "god I feel like crap." "Of course you feel like crap you had ice cream for breakfast, crackers and five bites of a protein bar for breakfast until you realized it had stevia in it and ran away, eat some real food. Yes, I'm eating some real food, I went and heated up some soup and eventually there might be a toasty peanut butter sandwich or something. What I really wish I'd done was make beef stroganoff this morning so I could have taken that in, but stayed up too late last night worrying about friends. So, soup and sandwiches it is. Depending on when I get home there may be beef stroganoff. At this point...

... well, no, it did dry up some. There might be a roda. There might be a small collection of people playing music and dancing inside while cringing at how long it'll take them to run to their cars outside. Not sure. Though for me, at this point, if I don't stop feeling like crap after real food, I'm just going to come in, meet people, and possibly leave after a few songs. I want to go back to bed and sleep for approximately a year. Sadly, but as per usual, I have many work to do.

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