Three months earlier…
Patrick Forrestal stood outside of the theatre, waiting anxiously for his guest. Everyone else had gone inside about twenty minutes earlier and he did not want to miss the show himself but needed to be sure everyone made it inside that needed to.
He heard motorcycle noises coming from the entry gateway of the parking lot and turned his head towards the roar. Seeing who just rode in brought a smile to his lips and he jogged over as the cycle parked just before the driveway curb. Riding the cycle was a young woman with a black leather jacket and pants, and a pink-colored helmet. As Patrick hustled over to this guest he saw the helmet had a "05" emblazoned just above the visor and chuckled. Just like her to do that.
The rider pulled off her helmet and straightened her red-rimmed eyeglasses, brushing her auburn-brown hair behind her as Patrick arrived. "Hello, you!" She called out cheerfully, and Patrick quickly put her into an embrace.
"So good to see you again!" Patrick told her as he released her. "I was afraid you weren't going to make it at all."
"Well I couldn't miss this, could I? Are any of the others here?" Mari Illustrious Makinami hooked up her motorcycle helmet to a latch on her bike and then walked over to the theater entrance with Patrick.
"Unfortunately, no. Shinji and Asuka couldn't make it with school and all."
"That's disappointing. What about your better half?" Mari referred to Patrick's twin sister Erin.
"Oh, you'll see her too. She's inside!" As they walked to the entrance doors Mari read the sign posted at the front.
THE NEW INSTITUTE DANCE COMPANY PRESENTS
"SWAN LAKE"
FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY
On the poster was an illustration of a girl in a white costume in a dance arabesque pose, and Mari knew that she recognized the girl as soon as she saw her. "Did they start already?"
"They're into the first act already but she's not in that one. Hurry, it'll be any second now!"
The two of them slipped into the darkened, crowded theatre as Patrick led Mari to their reserved seats. On the state the ballet was in between acts so the giant red velvet curtains were drawn and there was still applause for the first act that had just completed. They seated themselves as the applause died down, barely getting comfortable before the lights were focused on stage and the red curtains parted open.
The background of the stage was set in a lake at midnight, with a moon painted on it that eerily reflected its light. Gently prancing onto the stage was a young man of Asian descent, perhaps about seventeen or eighteen, in a white prince's costume, and in his hands he held a crossbow. He slowly moved around to the music, acting as though he was hunting something in the distance. Something crossed into his vision and he took aim with the crossbow, but then suddenly held back.
Leaping onto the stage was another young girl, who appeared perhaps sixteen or seventeen in age. Petite and slender, she wore a white costume and tutu, with white feathers in her hair. She had pale skin, slender shoulders, and tiny, delicate hands and feet but most uniquely her hair was colored azure blue, drawn up in a bun from behind. Upon seeing the ballerina Mari drew a breath in surprise.
"No wonder you wanted me to show up to this," she whispered to Patrick. "She's beautiful!" Patrick looked back at her with wide eyes, happy to be privileged to see this. "Just watch," he whispered back.
As part of her recovery from the events of years past, Rei Ayanami, known as the First Child and the first of the Evangelion pilots, had studied ballet and quickly took a liking to it. After three years her skills had progressed substantially enough to take on the leading role of Swan Lake, that of the doomed Princess Odette. Onstage she gently and gracefully danced and pirouetted with the male lead, playing Prince Siegfried, as hunter encountered his surprising game in the midnight of the cursed lake.
If anything, Rei played the role remarkably well, not only in her dancing but also in her dramatic presentation. She looked at times mournful, sorrowful, but also curious and hopeful as she joined and parted and joined again with the prince. Patrick watched on as Rei danced and leapt and again formed in graceful duet with Siegfried and wishing in the back of his mind that maybe he shouldn't have blown off the earlier offer for dance lessons after all. To him Rei was all that he practically lived for and seeing her being able to perform like this for an audience just made his own heart leap.
The performance continued, and Odette called upon the other Swans, all dressed like her in white tutus as they entered the stage. A dozen girls in all spun and leapt in unison. Looking carefully among the other girls, Patrick pointed out one to Mari. "There she is!" he whispered.
A group of four of the swans moved to the front of the stage and then joined hands, and then quickly did a very tightly coordinated set of vertical leaps to the music. It was the work of girls who had practiced for months in skillful synchronicity but one of the girls, with blonde hair and bright emerald-green eyes, seemed to really enjoy the dance.
"Oh, my goodness, she's great!" Mari said as she recognized Erin on stage within the group of four Swans. Their mini performance lasted perhaps three minutes and was met with rapturous applause from the audience, Mari and Patrick included.
Finally, the act ended and Odette and Siegfried regrettably parted, Odette being turned back into a Swan, which Rei mimicked with graceful but bird-like strokes of her arms, and she gently made her way offstage as the music rose and the curtains drew closed. There was again applause and the lights turned on inside of the auditorium.
Mari was suitably impressed. "That was amazing! I knew she worked hard, but I didn't realize she was that good." Patrick smiled back at her. "If it wasn't for her science studies I'd think she do that full-time."
"And Erin too! I didn't think this was her sort of thing."
"I think she wanted the challenge," replied Patrick. "Not bad for just being here a few months."
"And what about you?" Mari pried a little. "Why aren't you on that stage yourself?"
Patrick sighed a little, perhaps not realizing until now what a missed opportunity was. "I….kinda thought this was sort of, you know…"
"…girly."
"Yeah. Something like that."
"So, you get to watch as some other guy gets to manhandle her on stage like that. Nice job!" They both laughed at Mari's half-serious observation.
"Well, I'll hopefully get my chance with her later tonight. Only this time with no audience."
"Right," Mari replied with a smile.
"Besides, I'm pretty sure Prince Siegfried is actually gay."
Mari looked at him with a smirk. "You just hope, lover boy."
After a few minutes the lights dimmed again, and the curtains again parted, the stage being lit with spotlights. The setting had changed, and now the backdrop painting was that of a palace. Dancers representing male and female members of a royal court came on stage, and the Prince came with them.
There were several acts among the party guests and then suddenly the royal procession was crashed by an uninvited guest: a young woman in a black tutu. She was the mirror image of Princess Odette, with black feathers in her hair, and she was aggressive and sharp in her moves. It was Odile, the Black Swan.
Traditionally in Swan Lake the Black Swan was played by the same dancer who played Odette, making the role one of the most challenging in ballet. In this presentation that too was done, and Rei's blue hair starkly contrasted with the black colors of the outfit, her pale white skin and her glowing red eyes, giving her a deeply mysterious and dark appearance. It was captivating to Patrick, as even in rehearsal Rei's appearance didn't look as she did now onstage.
Odile's role in the ballet was to steal away the Prince from Odette by seducing him. Rei took on the role to surprising effect, confidently prancing in front of the prince and stealing his attention. She used her hands to touch and move him as if she as manipulating him like a puppet, something which Patrick found astonishing.
She's not just dancing the role but she's really getting into the character, acting dark and mysterious and seductive. Does she really have all of that in her? This is a whole other side of Rei I haven't seen before.
The Black Swan continued her efforts until joining into a Pas de Deux duet with the prince, gaining his affections and for the moment purging his memory of the Swan Princess. With the trap sprung, Odile's father, the sorcerer Rothbart appeared as a giant Owl (represented by a male dancer in an Owl costume) and used his magic to attack the royal party. Plumbs of smoke and flashes of light appeared as on-stage special effects as the other dancers ran in chaos, while the Black Swan and Rothbart make their escape with the Prince in pursuit.
The curtains closed again, and the lights went on momentarily as the stage changed to the final scene of the ballet. Mari looked on in amusement. "Well, that wasn't quite something I expected from our Angel Girl," she told Patrick.
"Yeah," Patrick mused, still stunned by Rei's performance.
"Maybe you need to be more careful," Mari quipped.
"I don't know," he shrugged, "might be fun to have the Black Swan show up once in a while."
The lights went dim again and spotlights focused back on stage as the backdrop was changed back to the cursed lake. Rei was on stage again as Odette, with her costume again changed to all-white as the other swans surrounded her. What happened next was a short but dramatic sequence that portrayed a battle between the sorcerer Owl and the prince. The two of them fought, ballet style (which consisted of some dramatic jumps and lunges next to each other) as the swans looked on and Odette tried to help the Prince. As Rothbart gained the advantage of the Prince and he fell to the stage wounded, the wizard was about to make a killing strike when Odette leapt in between them, taking upon herself the full force of the imaginary magic blow. Odette then slowly collapsed into a crouch on stage as the prince made one final swipe and vanquished the evil magic owl, then attended to his fatally wounded love.
The last few seconds of the ballet, highlighted by Tchaikovsky's dramatic score being played by the school's orchestra, were heart-wrenching as a dying Odette reached out to forgive her love the prince. Rei played the part well, gently caressing the prince's face in affection and then enclosing herself in a final pose of death onstage, folding her body against her legs and hiding her head in repose. The other swans all danced slowly and pay tribute to their lost queen as the prince knelt at her side. The orchestra played the final few notes and then the spotlight slowly went dim on stage.
For a moment the audience was silent and then applause roared through the crowd, and within a few seconds everyone was on their feet. Mari stood and clapped enthusiastically, shouting "Bravo! Bravo!" as Patrick rushed to the aisles, two bouquets in his hands. The curtains parted again and now the entire student dance company was on stage, with Rei at the center. Each member of the cast took their bows on stage and when it came time for Rei's turn, Patrick tossed his bouquet of roses as far as he could. The bundle of blue roses landed at Rei's feet as she looked on at the cheering audience. For her part Rei didn't smile much or even wave, but simply stoically stood on stage and listened to the reception.
Erin got her own chance to bow on stage and Patrick was sure to toss her bouquet. Erin however caught hers, and cheerfully waived it in the air while the audience gave her applause for her own part. Then the curtains were again pulled shut, and the lights fully came on over the auditorium.
It took about a minute for Patrick and Mari to link up and find their way backstage. After a little more sifting through the crowds of students and well-wishers, Patrick found Erin standing with a group of the other swans, all of them elated and relieved at the end of the performance.
"Hello, you!" Mari shouted as they found Erin, and they both went into a big embrace.
"Lusty!" Erin shouted in surprise. "I didn't know you were coming!"
"Your other half tipped me in and here I am. You were wonderful!"
"Thank you," Erin said as Patrick gave her a firm and lengthy hug. "You were great!"
"I was sooo nervous about that."
"You did just fine."
"Me nothing. Rei was fantastic!" Before the two of them could say anything else, a tall, muscular boy with curly black hair and a darker complexion found Erin and immediately gave her a hug, practically pushing Patrick and Mari away as he did so.
"Bueno! My Darling, Bueno!" he said to her and then before Erin could say anything else the boy promptly put a big kiss on her lips, much to Erin's and everyone else's surprise.
"Uh, thanks!" Erin then saw the shocked look of Mari's face and filled her in with the rest of the story.
"Oh, sorry. Lusty, this is Diego. Diego, Mari Illustrious, one of my friends from Japan."
The boy immediately put on a friendly expression and took Mari's hand. "Charmed. You are Japanese, no?"
"A bit, and thank you," Lusty said without missing a beat. "Tigress, you didn't mention a new beau?"
"Sorry, it's just been so busy this last month. Lots of stuff happened." Patrick was still standing there however and didn't have nearly as friendly of an expression as Lusty had. "Hi, Diego."
"Ah, sorry my manners. Hello, Mister Forrestal. Your sister dances well."
"She sure does." Patrick then turned to Erin. "You free for later tonight? Now that we got a guest here from out of town."
"Um, sure I…." Erin began to say but Diego cut her off. "Actually, my darling, I was thinking we'd celebrate at Camerones tonight, the two of us," he emphasized as he looked at Patrick.
"That's great, but Mari came from London-2 and…"
"But I've made reservations and while I know it's a bit of a surprise, I'd hope you'd be free."
Erin looked on for a moment, unsure of what direction to take until Mari made it easier on her. "No worries, darling," she said in a playfully mocking tone, "I'll be here until at least tomorrow, so we'll have plenty of time to catch up on things."
"Hey," Patrick asked the group, "by the way has anyone seen Rei?"
"She's still in the dressing room, probably," said Erin. "I didn't see her come out."
"Then excuse me and I'll catch up with all of you in a bit." Patrick then hurriedly ran off from the group.
As he watched Patrick leave, Diego asked Erin. "Shall we go, darling?" Before Erin could agree Mari again interjected.
"Say, are you having Mexican Seafood by any chance?"
Diego was taken aback by the question. "Why…yes, but…"
"I just realized that I've not had that in such a long time and I'd rather like to join you. Would you horribly mind?"
"But I…"
"Of course!" Erin exclaimed, realizing Mari's ruse and playing along. "You came all this way and we can't disappoint. Right, Diego?"
Seeing his defeat, the tall Latin boy let himself compromise. "Of course, anything for you, and during dinner you can fill me in more about your adventures in Japan with your friend here."
"We'd be delighted. Come on Tigress, let's go."
"What about Patrick?"
"I think he's waiting for the encore performance," Mari quipped.
Rei sat at her dressing room table quietly taking off the makeup from her face. She was alone in the room. There was a knock at the door and Rei turned to the front but didn't answer, as she already knew who it was.
The door opened, and Patrick slipped in, carefully closing it behind him. He himself wore a blazer and slacks tonight, wanting to look nice for his own love's performance, while Rei was still wearing her dance costume. Gently moving towards her Patrick bent down and gave Rei a lengthy kiss in reward for her effort that evening.
"Did you like it?" she asked in her soft, whisper-like voice.
"Amazing. Not just the dancing but, wow, you really got into the roles. What do you think?"
"I'm exhausted."
Patrick noted that the bouquet of roses that he gave Rei was joined by several others, as now it seems she may have a few others that at least admired her. "Do you want to go back out there and meet your fans?'
She looked up, her red eyes fixed on him. "Any way we can just avoid the crowd?"
Anything for you. Patrick searched the dressing room, found the window and promptly opened it. Checking outside to see if there was anyone who saw them, he saw no one and then motioned to Rei to come to the window. She grabbed a black-colored wool wrap sweater and a small handbag and stood up from the dressing room mirror, leaving the flower bouquets behind.
Patrick crawled through the window and dropped to the ground, perhaps one floor. He then stood carefully as Rei maneuvered her way out the open window, and then neatly dropped into Patrick's arms below. The boy didn't let her go, but instead sensed she was indeed quite tired and allowed her to ride on his back like a little girl worn out from too much playtime. Quietly they made their way from the theatre grounds and into the university housing district that was next door.
It was already November in Cambridge, Massachusetts where the New Institute was located, so the evenings were chilly and in no small part windy, and trees had long lost their fall foliage. Rei put her arms around Patrick's neck to help support her as he carried her past the theatre parking lot and across a street into the area where the university's faculty and staff had their own living quarters. It was a dark night, with only a sliver of a moon and starlight to illuminate the sky.
The two of them didn't say much to each other on the journey, but Patrick liked the feeling he had now, with Rei's warmth behind him and her arms and legs wrapped around him. She held him tightly as they continued.
As they travelled Patrick looked around and saw that they weren't completely alone. Far in the distance but still visible to him were silent figures of adults dressed in dark clothes, at least one on either side of them. The ever-present security detail, he knew, would be shadowing them as they always did, and had managed to catch up to the couple despite their escape from the theatre.
They would walk about another fifteen minutes through various housing complexes, many of them done in New England Cottage style homes with narrow lots and two or three stories high. It was a picturesque journey and Patrick was glad for the prettiness of the neighborhood, as student housing at the New Institute was made up of more generic-looking, massive buildings that once housed technicians and engineers working at NERV's former First Branch. But he noticed Rei seemed less interested in the neighborhood and felt she might even fall asleep on the way.
Suddenly she nudged just a bit, squeezing Patrick a little bit more. She said to him, "Forri-kun?"
"Yeah?"
"Am I a burden on you?"
"No," Patrick flatly declared. "You're never a burden."
"I can walk if you need me to."
"No, I'm glad to carry you all the way."
Despite the load Patrick pressed onward and arrived at their destination just a few minutes later. There was a larger Craftsman-type house on one of the housing lots painted in green and white, and behind it a loft that was accessed by a simple set of wooden stairs. Patrick took the entire flight in one strained lift, with Rei still on his back until the last rung.
She slipped off his back and onto the stairway, and then turned the door handle and pushed it open.
"You didn't lock it?" Patrick asked?
"Bad habit," Rei softly replied and walked inside. Patrick waited just outside, hesitating to make sure if Rei wanted him to come in or not. But within a few seconds she didn't say anything to him as she made her way through the loft apartment, so he determined it was permissible and went inside, closing the door behind him. Rei turned on a lamp as he did so to give her place some light and proceeded to untie the straps on her white satin pointe shoes and remove them.
Rei's apartment was arranged in a way that matched its tenant's previous living quarters. The furniture in the wood-floored space was sparse, only a simple wooden desk and a few chairs, and an iron-rod bed of small size pushed to one corner. There were no rooms in the place, but a small kitchenette with a few new appliances, and a walk-in closet and bathroom at the end. There was a single rug in the center, and the walls were mostly bare and painted a simple white. A pair of small bowls were against the wall, along with a small cushion.
There were perhaps three items that gave the room some sort of identity to its occupant. One was a set of photos mounted in frames that were mounted on top of a bookcase, photos consisting of all the people that were important to Rei, including Patrick and Erin, as well as Shinji, Asuka, Misato, Misato's young son Akira, and others at NERV that she knew. The second item was the bookshelf itself, which was packed to the gills with books of all kinds, on an extremely diverse number of subjects ranging from quantum physics and chaos theory to history and religion, but also much more mundane topics such as poetry, flower arrangement, birds and mammals, child development, cooking, literature of all kinds, and even humor (on that topic there were several volumes, all well-read). The third object was a large, newly acquired painting that hung on one wall, and that couldn't help but catch Patrick's immediate attention.
"Dogs Playing Poker?" he asked.
"I just saw that yesterday," answered Rei as she took off her sweater. "It was intriguing."
"No house can be without it," Patrick quipped.
Rei stood at the kitchen sink and gently wiped her face with water, removing the rest of the stage makeup she wore as Patrick waited patiently a few feet away. The light in the loft wasn't very bright, but just enough for him to admire her silhouette as she worked to get herself cleaned up.
She's beautiful just doing anything, even simply washing herself.
"Are you still tired?" he asked her, trying to get a bead on her current mood.
"I'm okay," she said as she turned from the sink. She gently walked up to him, barefoot on the wooden floor. Rei leaned in on Patrick, resting her head on his chest as she finally let herself relax while his arms came around her and held her tight.
"If I didn't say so earlier, you were great tonight," Patrick told her. She didn't look up at him but kept her head against the side of his chest, pressed close enough to hear his heartbeat. "I'm just glad that it's done."
They remained there standing in the middle of the dimly-lit apartment for a long, silent moment. Patrick squeezed her harder in the coolness of the night, knowing what he wanted, and hoping it by some miracle might come this night.
"Anyway, you probably want to rest," he told Rei, hoping that it wasn't entirely true. "Should I let you be?"
"No," came her answer at practically a whisper. "You can stay."
Patrick looked down at her, caressing her hair with his right hand and then slowly moving down to her arm as he gently brushed the skin on her neck. Rei drew a deep breath and gently moved away just a little, slipping off her wrap sweater to reveal the white satin leotard underneath. She then slipped off the tutu and let it drop to the floor. Rei said nothing, but just looked up at Patrick with her red eyes, using her hands to caress his face on both sides. With that invitation, Patrick picked her up in his arms as she tightly wrapped her legs around him, and they went into a slow, deep kiss in the shadows.
It took just a few more seconds for them to reach the bed, which they then promptly flopped on and rolled over it, their arms, legs, and lips still locked with each other. Make-out sessions were not uncommon for the couple, but to Patrick tonight seemed like an opportunity for something more. He hoped he wasn't pushing his luck too far.
They locked hands and continued their deep kisses as Rei moved on top of him in the bed. She then parted the kiss and leaned back, sitting him with her legs on either side of him, their hands still locked with each other's. Patrick could see her petite figure in the low light, the gentle slope of her shoulders, and the delicate form of her breasts. He prayed that he could see more tonight.
How to ask her this without being too obvious about it, Patrick wondered to himself. She's acting affectionate tonight, so maybe something's changed….
"So, um," he started, "any news from the lab?"
Rei certainly knew where Patrick was leading with the question, so she remained quiet for a moment and then rolled herself off Patrick and then snuggled by his side. She liked him like this, when they could be alone and without distractions. She knew what he wanted after two years of being together. She also knew what she had to tell him.
"Hormonal therapy is continuing," she told him with only a hint of emotion in her voice. "It's only been three months since we've started the latest stage."
Patrick tried to act casual. "Any progress?"
"Estrogen was increased to 275%, but Progesterone has been cut out in order to allow this stage to progress further," she explained.
"Your breasts are bigger now," Patrick quipped.
Rei's eyebrows raised up in surprise. "You noticed that?"
"Hard not to. Didn't you?"
"I had to purchase new bras last month. I did not think it was so obvious."
"Well, I spend a lot of time looking at you so…"
Of course, you did. "The estrogen therapy is continuing but requires some more time to succeed."
Uh, oh. I guess not tonight then, Patrick thought. "So then…"
"Without proper Progesterone and complex hormonal patterns, the rest of the reproductive system is in minimal activity until target levels are reached, it may take some time to reach optimum levels for the next stage of therapy."
"and…."
Rei looked at him, unemotional in her response. "The sexual response cycle within this body is still not properly functioning. In addition, Foch-Sensei has precluded me from interring any foreign DNA until we've reach further stages into the therapy, as it might offset the precise hormonal balances."
"That's a very complex way of saying 'no'."
She sat up next to him, placing her hand on his chest. "I wish it were not so."
"No, you're honest as you always are," Patrick said as he sat up.
"We did discuss this earlier," she answered with just a twinge of regret in her voice. "I'm not the same as normal humans."
"I know, but I was just wondering, you know…"
"Tonight, seemed different, didn't it?" she asked him.
Patrick plopped back down on the bed as Rei looked at him, her hand still on his chest. "Yes, tonight was special. Seeing you on that stage, dancing like you did. I just wanted to be there with you, that's all."
"I wish you'd had been there with me," Rei told him. "You had a chance to learn, when we were in Japan."
"Yeah and ballet is so, I don't know…. feminine?"
"Someone has to be the prince."
Patrick burst out in laughter. "Did you mean that to be funny?"
"Yes, I did," said Rei, smiling a little. "I'm trying to learn jokes but it's very difficult."
"You do just fine," Patrick replied, "I guess you're really learning when you can crack jokes like that." Rei nodded and then snuggled back with Patrick on the bed.
They lay together for a long while in the night, with their bodies up against one another, gently caressing each other. The two of them rolled over to face each other, and Patrick felt his hands caress Rei's body, moving from her arms to her waist and then to her thighs. Rei put her own arms around his neck, and then kissed him deep and slow.
After they broke off for air, Patrick looked into her eyes. There was a mixture of emotions there, he could tell: hope, longing, but also that pervasive sadness that Rei always seemed to carry with her. He knew many times she still considered herself a prisoner within her synthetic body, a body that gave her many unique benefits but also severe drawbacks. He wanted to be her white knight, still ever after all these months of knowing her, but there were just some battles he couldn't fight for her. In fact, he admitted, many times he felt helpless when it came to her, like he was always doing something wrong but not knowing what it was.
But she still loved him, despite the gaps still between them that were both physical and spiritual. Both wanted a way to build a bridge to the other, and for both it was proving more challenging as time went on.
"I love you," Patrick said to her.
"And I love you, Forri-kun," Rei replied. Then the two of them went back to kissing and holding each other in the dark.
And here we are in the first installment for the latest Evangelion Blue Rose fanfic story, "Never Jet Alone." If you've read the prologue or teaser that I posted a week ago, you have part of the set up, with the long-abandoned JetAlone robot suddenly springing to life. That part of the story is three months in the future, how we get to that point is what we'll be looking at in the next few chapters.
Before going too far I really want to thank all of you regular readers who have hung with me all of this time. I realize that The Blue Rose isn't the regular sort of fanfic you commonly see, for reasons that I've already reviewed earlier, but I'm thankful for the small but enthusiastic group that follows these stories and hopeful that I can still turn out work that you'll all enjoy and find challenging.
Never Jet Alone probably got its start all the way back from "Blue Rose #3, The Awakening", when I started to sketch out what would happen to the EVA pilots, Patrick and Rei included, after the war ended. After working on some possible plotlines I was able to develop a sort of "after-story" outline that gave each of the remaining EVA characters a developed ending to their plotlines. One of these storylines later gave birth to "Play to Remember," the Shinji x Asuka side story set in Shinji's new music school in Germany that proved quite popular. Basically Never Jet Alone is set in the nearly the same timeline, but instead follows Rei and the Forrestal twins and their experiences in America while going to school.
But this story isn't going to be just a drama about oversexed college kids. I very much wanted an action component to go along with the drama that I've been wanting to write for some time, and with this story I think we will have a very good mix. It will be a bit drama-heavy for the first few chapters so a bit of patience on the part of the reader is advised, but once the fuse is lit things will move quite fast in the second and third acts.
As before, I will try my best to keep output at 1-2 chapters a month, with a projected twenty chapters planned for this story. If you don't see your favorite EVA character appear just yet, don't worry as I have plans to show as many as I can as we progress further.
Also, as always your feedback is greatly appreciated. I am posting these chapters concurrently at both Facebook and , so please review if you get the chance at either site. -spd