Alrighty, to answer some questions that came up in the reviews:
I didn't take into account that Artemis probably skipped grades. Now that you point it out he probably did skip grades but for the purpose of this story, he didn't and I just put him in a grade to match his age. Maybe his parents were hoping he'd have more in common with kids his own age, though Artemis is hardly a kid. hehe
I'm fairly sure I did mess up the grade levels for Ireland but the truth is I didn't even consider them! Doy. I just kinda worked off my own 8th grade graduation and added an Artemis speech. You're right about him probably refusing to do the speech, hmmm.I got it! He DID refuse to do the speech, but then Butler talked him into it and Artemis decided that it would be the perfect opportunity to make a kind of splash. I mean I can see Artemis just getting up there and scaring everybody like that, but that might just be me.
Enjoy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Holly sighed. Things were boring. With a job like hers you wouldn't think there'd ever be a problem with boredom. She was a Lower Elements Police Reconnaissance officer, why was she bored?
She shut off the television set.
Holly'd been forced to take a vacation. True, she hadn't had a vacation in several years but that was because she liked work. In her opinion she had the best job out there, only thing that could improve it would be if she was allowed to punch the male officers if they ever made a rude comment toward her.
So now she had two weeks to do nothing. Strike that, thirteen and a half days. She counted the hours until she could return to work. She started doing some long needed cleaning around the apartment and some thinking.
Root was on vacation too. He'd only been slightly more receptive to the idea than Holly had been.
For that matter, thought Holly, Foaly could probably use a vacation too. Did he ever stop working? But Foaly was indispensable; if he wanted a vacation he'd get one. So it stood to reason that he didn't want a vacation and the council didn't feel he had to have a vacation then he wouldn't be on vacation. He was after all the only one who could run most of the technology.
That night when Holly went to sleep, she was restless. She wasn't tired and so she got up and began working out. She worked with weights, stretching, and overall muscle building while her thoughts drifted. Suddenly it clicked: things were going to happen. She and Root had been sent away not because they needed rest (which they did) but because there were going to be changes made and they would object.
Holly's face was grim. The council thought she was a troublemaker, and of course they'd think so, because she was a troublemaker in a sense. She was unusual, she stood out, and she spoke her mind.
But of course Trouble wasn't on vacation. The Council seemed to be favoring him at the moment. He'd been moved up to Lieutenant. He must know about this. Why hadn't he told her?
Maybe he was still angry that she'd broken up with him. Well if he was angry that was just childish. Holly genuinely liked Trouble, he was a good guy. And she'd hoped that getting a boyfriend might dissuade some of the male officers from pursuing her, particularly Chix Verbil. But it had done no good. Aside from that she really didn't have time for a relationship. She was practically married to her work anyway. Just like Foaly was. And just like Root was.
Holly knew centaurs by nature weren't very social creatures and they didn't keep many friends. Foaly worked all alone in the Ops Booth every day. As far as Holly knew he didn't go out to the dance clubs like some of the other centaurs she knew. He worked. Period. That was all.
Holly frowned, mid-way through her crunch. What was Root's story? From what she gathered around the Police Plaza and from Foaly he'd started his LEP training and working rather later than most. He was widowed, Holly knew that much. Didn't have any living children that Holly knew of. What was his story?
I didn't take into account that Artemis probably skipped grades. Now that you point it out he probably did skip grades but for the purpose of this story, he didn't and I just put him in a grade to match his age. Maybe his parents were hoping he'd have more in common with kids his own age, though Artemis is hardly a kid. hehe
I'm fairly sure I did mess up the grade levels for Ireland but the truth is I didn't even consider them! Doy. I just kinda worked off my own 8th grade graduation and added an Artemis speech. You're right about him probably refusing to do the speech, hmmm.I got it! He DID refuse to do the speech, but then Butler talked him into it and Artemis decided that it would be the perfect opportunity to make a kind of splash. I mean I can see Artemis just getting up there and scaring everybody like that, but that might just be me.
Enjoy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Holly sighed. Things were boring. With a job like hers you wouldn't think there'd ever be a problem with boredom. She was a Lower Elements Police Reconnaissance officer, why was she bored?
She shut off the television set.
Holly'd been forced to take a vacation. True, she hadn't had a vacation in several years but that was because she liked work. In her opinion she had the best job out there, only thing that could improve it would be if she was allowed to punch the male officers if they ever made a rude comment toward her.
So now she had two weeks to do nothing. Strike that, thirteen and a half days. She counted the hours until she could return to work. She started doing some long needed cleaning around the apartment and some thinking.
Root was on vacation too. He'd only been slightly more receptive to the idea than Holly had been.
For that matter, thought Holly, Foaly could probably use a vacation too. Did he ever stop working? But Foaly was indispensable; if he wanted a vacation he'd get one. So it stood to reason that he didn't want a vacation and the council didn't feel he had to have a vacation then he wouldn't be on vacation. He was after all the only one who could run most of the technology.
That night when Holly went to sleep, she was restless. She wasn't tired and so she got up and began working out. She worked with weights, stretching, and overall muscle building while her thoughts drifted. Suddenly it clicked: things were going to happen. She and Root had been sent away not because they needed rest (which they did) but because there were going to be changes made and they would object.
Holly's face was grim. The council thought she was a troublemaker, and of course they'd think so, because she was a troublemaker in a sense. She was unusual, she stood out, and she spoke her mind.
But of course Trouble wasn't on vacation. The Council seemed to be favoring him at the moment. He'd been moved up to Lieutenant. He must know about this. Why hadn't he told her?
Maybe he was still angry that she'd broken up with him. Well if he was angry that was just childish. Holly genuinely liked Trouble, he was a good guy. And she'd hoped that getting a boyfriend might dissuade some of the male officers from pursuing her, particularly Chix Verbil. But it had done no good. Aside from that she really didn't have time for a relationship. She was practically married to her work anyway. Just like Foaly was. And just like Root was.
Holly knew centaurs by nature weren't very social creatures and they didn't keep many friends. Foaly worked all alone in the Ops Booth every day. As far as Holly knew he didn't go out to the dance clubs like some of the other centaurs she knew. He worked. Period. That was all.
Holly frowned, mid-way through her crunch. What was Root's story? From what she gathered around the Police Plaza and from Foaly he'd started his LEP training and working rather later than most. He was widowed, Holly knew that much. Didn't have any living children that Holly knew of. What was his story?