Crossing the barrier

(I posted the first half of this a while ago, in response to the writing prompt "coming home". I wrote the rest of it then, but haven't posted it til now. Happy Tuesday! Chronologically, this takes place early-ish in Book/Act Two. (Of three.))

( What Tessa noticed first was the quiet. )

Minimalist, left-hand

...hand/wrist exercises. Should be able to bend 90 degrees. Can bend ~20.

...I get chocolate after said exercises, because ow.

...writerbrain: Fenris's fucked-up childhood. May voicepost on this later.

...work is telling Employee Health that typing really is 90% of my job, and requesting that I be allowed more time off.

...Adam is typing my posts/taking my turns in KoL, so don't yell at me. :P

...I miss my life.

Now - nap.

(no subject)

Teenage Fenris and Jessa are eating my brain.

Eating. My. Brain.

They're both so defensive when they meet - him more than her. She's just wary because so many people want her to be the Lishaya reborn + she gets hit on a lot; he's aggressively defensive because in his experience, girls who look like Jessa are fucking evil, and the only question in his mind is whether this girl will be laughing in his face or behind his back. (She points out that he's judging her by her appearance, tells him to knock it off.) (He's had a very bad childhood.)

And they become best friends, and then lovers. And I love them. Their contemporaries don't really get them at first, but as years go by, Jessa shows the steel beneath her silk more and more....

Medicated. Not sure I'm making sense.

Anyway. Fenris + Jessa = OTP.