Chapter 6

Up in their suite, the Fairytail group compared notes on the day. Evergreen's shoot occurred without issue. Her group's theme had been a casual garden wedding vs Mira's more formal one.

Downstairs, the director let everyone know that April would not be joining them for the last two days of shooting. Because of her previous issue the day before, the models did not seem as perturbed as they should have been. The man gave Mira and the others a look as if to say, 'why haven't you done anything,' but otherwise said nothing.

"Whoever it is, they must have been targeting you two," Freed suggested, settling into the sofa. "Otherwise, I'm sure Laxus would have noticed something."

"But neither of us saw anything or anyone out of the ordinary." Mira frowned.

"And our group was the only one in the area. The mansion was otherwise empty," Evergreen stated. She rested her chin on her hands.

"They were the only two wizards in the shoot," Laxus added.

"Unless someone is keeping their magic a secret and didn't tell the director," Bickslow offered. "If they didn't join a guild there would be no way to tell."

"True," Freed nodded, "but even if we find someone who's keeping their magic a secret, what's their motivation at getting someone sick and sent off the set? All the previous incidents happened after the wrap-up and didn't have any long-term effects to either the magazine OR the victims."

"Maybe it has less to do with the outcome and more to do with target?" Mira wondered. "If a model is doing this- well, sometimes they can just be petty."

"But what if it's not a model?" Bickslow suggested.

"Revenge then? Maybe one of the girls turned down a contract-" Freed suggested.

"Or a date," Evergreen added. She gave Mira a look she'd have to follow up on later.

"We need to start getting answers," Laxus frowned.

"Yes, those reasons are great until you realize that ALL the victims were wizards," Freed said. "Those odds are slim. I don't think we're getting all the information here." They nodded.

"So, what's the plan?" Bickslow asked.

"We need to ask some questions," Freed frowned. "Mira and Evergreen, you two should talk to some of the girls and see if they've seen anything. Maybe start with the models in your shoot this morning. We can ask around downstairs." They nodded and headed out. Once the boys left, Mira and Ever encountered their first issue.

"How do we know which rooms they're in?" Evergreen started to ask as they walked down the hall. Laughter filtered through a door further down, but most rooms were silent.

They spotted a door with a sign and paused.

"Let's start here," Mira said. The sign on the door was a wooden cutout piece hung at eye level. It read 'Nessa' in pink glittery script.

"She's not-"

"But I think she's worked here before, she might know something." Mira explained. The s-class wizard knocked. After a moment, Nessa opened the door and gave the two of them an initial surprised look.

"Mirajane! You're just the girl I wanted to talk to!" She smiled after getting over her shook, "and you are?"

"Evergreen," the wizard introduced herself.

"Right," Nessa said. "So Mirajane, you and that blond bodyguard, huh?" Mira flushed as she followed Nessa into her room.

"What did you say?" Evergreen asked in shock. "Laxus?" Nessa plopped on her sofa and motioned them to follow.

"I heard you two were spotted together at the shoot today, in the bathroom," Nessa grinned. Her eyes sparkled with potential gossip. "He's hot. I can see why you'd want to-"

"It's not like that!" Mira panicked. She knew she blushed bright red. Evergreen gave her a perplexed look.

"Was this before or after you got hit on by that other guy?" Her guildmate asked.

"How-?" Mira asked.

"I don't wear glasses because I'm blind, Mira. I saw you two from across the room before you ducked into the hallway, where I hope you beat his sorry-"

"Was it Len?" interrupted Nessa. "He hits on ALL the models, but usually it's after the shoots at the after party. He's tall with brown hair and has a weird nose?"

"Yeah, that was him," Mira nodded, "but I told him off, and I doubt he'll try again. So, who told you about me and Laxus?"

"So it's true?" Nessa asked, grinning.

"No, it's not," Mira sighed. "I needed help with my dress and-"

"Sure sure," Nessa waved away her words." Marco told me. I assume Len complained to him after he'd been rejected."

"Who's Marco?" asked Evergreen.

"Oh, he works with the security team. I think he thinks we're serious, so he tells me the best gossip around here, but that's a whole other story! There's no way I'd go another gig here with what I can make at other places. So I needed someone I wouldn't need to worry about seeing again."

"So, you've worked here before?" Mira clarified.

"Not during the last issue, but the two before that yes," she answered.

"Do you know what happened to the girls who got sick?" asked Evergreen.

"They were both new girls who were younger without too much experience," Nessa explained. "I really didn't get to know them outside of the shoots we were grouped in. Why?"

"We were worried," Evergreen lied.

"I wouldn't be," Nessa shrugged. "It's usually only one girl per shoot that its happens to, and it's never been life threatening."

"Do you think the girls were connected?" Mira asked.

"Aside from being young, pretty, and picked by the designers more than the rest of us, no. But every shoot has models like that and both of you are older than them, so I think you'll be safe.

"That's good then," Mira smiled. The Fairytail girls turned over the information in their minds as they excused themselves. "Thanks Nessa!"

"No problem," she said. "I'm looking forward to tomorrows designs. You got your schedules, right?"

"We haven't looked-"

"You'll like it, oh and don't tell Marco I told you guys about not being a long-term thing."

"Of course," Mira nodded. Luckily, neither of them was interested in the other girl's hookups and weren't even sure who this Marco guys was. The door closed, and they left were left in the hallway.

"Who's next?" Mira asked aloud.

"She gave us a decent lead," Evergreen stated, "and April matches that profile."

"Though that also means we missed our chance if only one girl gets targeted. Let's see which rooms the other wizards are in." Instead of knocking on all the doors, Evergreen remembered the communication lacrama, and they called down to the front desk with a lie about needing one of the girl's room numbers to return something. Lee answered and was otherwise flustered, so he showed them the room list. It was hard to see all the names through the lens, but they wrote down a few and thanked him. They continued their search.

The boys beat them back but did not have anything they didn't already know. The only excitement that they had to share was their encounter with Marco, Len, and Gabriel on their way out. Apparently, Marco and Gabriel assumed Laxus had gotten with Mira and were eager to embarrass their buddy. It was an awkward situation all around, which was luckily avoided rather quickly when Len stormed out. The blond still bristled at their teasing remarks.

"Nessa doesn't seem to think there'll be any more issues," Mira stated. "The other girls we talked to did not seem to be worried at all by today's attack."

"Though, the one wizard told us she has her guild on guard if she didn't make contact after each night. She wasn't overly worried, but she said something about the extra check ins were worth it for safety." Evergreen sighed. "Aside from her, I don't think the others are taking the threat very seriously.

"Why would they?" Freed mumbled. "The director is doing a great job downplaying everything."

"It's like he's covering something up," Bickslow mused. Laxus nodded.

"Why wouldn't he though?" Mira asked. "He doesn't want mass panic if the girls think they're in danger." The group thought about Mira's words for a moment.

"You said the other model mentioned the targets were up-and-coming younger girls, right?" Freed asked. Ever and Mira nodded.

"Let's keep an eye on them tomorrow and see if-"

"A knock on the door interrupted him and an envelope made an appearance under the door.

"I'll get it," Mira said. She picked up the envelope and opened it to find an updated shoot schedule. "It says they've switched my shoots tomorrow. I'm going down earlier now."

"I wonder why," Evergreen mused. Mira only shrug. She had not looked at her old schedule to see what the actual difference was, but it did not bother her eitherway.

The next morning, Mirajane quickly discovered why she needed to come down when she did. As it turned out, April had been the intended model for the one of the main items and with her down for the count, they needed a replacement. The only problem with picking Mira was the obvious one of sizing. The designer did not seem too perturbed. Freed stood nearby as the designer and his assistants pinned and made minor fit alterations.

"What would I have worn?" Mira asked, trying to hide her yawn. She stood in a soft pink silk nightgown. It appeared to have been altered to accommodate April's less busty figure already, so the changes to let it out now were simple enough.

"The other designs are various pant, shirt and tunic combinations. This one has a plush robe as well, but obviously that won't need fitting. Mira nodded.

"Why didn't you pick one of the other models with the same proportions as April?" Mira wondered.

"I thought about it," the designer hummed, "but then I realized they wouldn't be able to bring this vision to life. I already spoke with the photographer about what I want for this set and my assistant and I knew you could pull it off the best after we saw you in the swimsuit shoot." Mira nodded absent-mindedly. It wasn't an underwear shoot, but she got the vibe that it could quickly devolve into one.

"Who else is in this set?" Miraa asked. She knew Evergreen wasn't. In fact, her guildmate only had one design today for the basic catalogue set. "I know I'll find out soon, but I was just curious." The designer snapped at one of the assistants, and she produced a list.

"Nessa, Vivian, Mae, Amy, Megumi, and Sasha," she recited. Mira knew most of the names to be the young girls.

"Alright," the designer said. "I'll make these quick changes and it will be ready for the shoot."

"Thank you," Mira said. She walked with Freed to the lounge, sitting on the couch and closing her eyes. She sighed. The door opened and the first of the girls trickled in. It was still ten minutes to first call.

"That must be the studio they're using today," Freed commented. Mira spotted the white bedroom set. To be honest, it reminded her more of a lingerie shoot then an elegant loungewear one. A few of the others joined her into the lounge to wait. When they were all gathered and ready to go, they were ushered to hair and makeup and then into their clothing.

"How'd you get so lucky?" Vi pouted when Mira slipped into the altered piece.

"Were you not supposed to have this main design?" Nessa questioned. The other girls quieted to listen to the three top models.

"I didn't originally," Mira started to say, "but I was asked to step in." Both Nessa and Vivian frowned. They had little time to argue as they were called to the set. By now, the others started arriving for the other photos as well. Evergreen and the boys meandered in as well.

Mira sat on the plush comforter on the bed, the fuzzy robe around her shoulders and her legs tucked up under her. Around her, the others were staged. It was intended to look like they were staying overnight and having too much fun in their designer PJs. The result was mixed. Eventually they switched the girls' places and Mira found herself pulled back into the lull of her own poses. The robe inched off her shoulders and the nightgown bunched at her thigh as she shifted to extend her leg off the bed and lean into the bedpost where Vivian stood.

Obviously, the full night of sleep she got was enough to restore her energy. There was no lingering sign of the headache from yesterday, which made focusing on her task that much easier. She felt the gathering crowd's eyes on her and slipped into another pose.

The camera flashed; directions were called out for the other girls. The designer reset them all to highlight a different aspect and moved Mira so she stood at the foot of the bed. At this point, the s-class wizard was happy to strike a different pose. Her teammates watched from the sidelines as she moved with each camera flash, feeling the rhythm she lost yesterday.

In the back of her mind, she felt a twinge. Adjusting poses again, she reached out to touch the bed post near Vivian and another model. As if the floor dropped out from under her, Mira's knees suddenly buckled. Luckily, she didn't tumble into the bed, but her jolt did not go unnoticed.

"Are you ok Mirajane?" called out the designer. The other models gave her a worried look. Mira smiled guiltily.

"I'm fine, I just shifted on my ankle wrong," she lied. She straightened into her pose again, but her moment was lost. The gentle pulse in her temples grew. After a few more minutes, the designer called the shot complete and released the girls. Mira made her way carefully to Freed and the others. Evergreen was gone, most likely getting ready for her next shoot.

"Are you ok?" Freed asked.

"This headache from yesterday is back," she admitted, "and just now, I felt like all my energy drained out of me."

"Do you think the culprit is targeting you now?" Freed mused.

"Can you still use your magic?" Bickslow asked. Mira pulled her robe over her shoulders and walked through a simple transformation. When she opened the robe again, she wore one of her favorite dresses.

"It appears so," Mira nodded. She shifted back to the night gown. "Though I'm not sure I could hold one of my stronger takeovers for long. I felt fine until a few minutes ago."

"I'm going to look at the set," Laxus said. Mira watched him go. The bedroom was empty now. A single light lit the set as he meandered around it, touching the props. She noted how carefully he moved in the room, lifting the pillowing and touching the bed post she nearly fell into. Her mind wandered dangerously. Imagining Laxus in a bedroom was the last thing she needed to be doing right now.

"Mira!" Nessa called across the studio. "The designer wants the gown back whenever you have a chance."

"Coming," Mira called. She steadied herself after another wave of light headedness hit her. Freed and Bickslow watched with concern.

"Are you sure you're ok?" Bickslow asked. "I'll be fine," Mira reassured them. "We need to catch this guy. I can deal with a headache if it proves they're nearby."

"I'll look into a script that might be able to bounce the effect back to the caster, "Freed suggested. "There has to be a set of runes that do that. I can't believe I didn't think of it sooner." Mira nodded and walked back to the changing rooms. She changed out of the nightgown and moved to watch Evergreen from her spot on the sofa. Sitting made her confident that she wouldn't pass out at least, if worst came to worst.

Her guildmate had on a formfitting long-sleeved dress. Mira expected to have on something similar. She tried to remember and pinpoint the feeling she got during her shoot. She didn't get very far. Vivian sat down next to her the couch with a handful of baby carrots. She offered Mira one. It might have been the makeup, but Vivian appeared to be glowing.

"You ok?" Vi asked. Mira accepted the carrot and nodded. Vivian put a hand on the wizard's shoulder.

"I'm fine," Mira promised. "I just needed a moment off my feet before my next shoot." Vivian gave her a skeptical look as she finished off the carrots but did not wanted to press further.

"So how did you end up getting April's spot?" Vi asked. She watched Evergreen switch with the next girl and stop to talk to Bickslow.

"What?" Mira asked. "How'd you know April was supposed to get the spot?"

"The designers all have a master list," the girl shrugged. Mira felt the statement was not completely truthful but had no way to prove it. For all she knew, Vi's uncle could have left his list out and she happened across it.

"The designer said she felt I could bring her vision to life best," Mira explained. "Hopefully I did it justice."

"I'm sure you did," Vivian smiled. "Everyone loves you! Did my uncle ask you if you're staying on for the next issue yet?" Mira shook her head.

"He didn't," she said.

"Hmm, maybe he talked to your- manager," April said, hesitating for a moment. Mira gave her a look. She felt a wave of lightheadedness and steeled herself. She really did not want to pass out on Vivian, or anyone for that matter.

"So, what's your next set? Do you have a catalogue piece you're doing?" Vivian asked, oblivious to Mira's zoning out.

"Oh yeah, not for a bit though," Mira nodded. "You?"

"I'm up soon actually," Vivian replied. "I just wanted a snack and to recharge a bit. Good luck, though I'm sure you won't need it." Vivian called over her shoulder as she hurried off. Mira pressed her fingers to her temples and eased the tension from the blooming headache. Evergreen appeared after she changed with another plate of food.

"Headache?" she asked. The wizard lowered her voice, "do you think it's another attack?"

"It has to be," Mira nodded. "It's better now, though. She took one of the finger sandwiches from Evergreen's plate.

"Freed said he'd work on something to help, so hopefully that will work," Mira explained. It's fading now at least."

"You still have time before your shoot, right?" Evergreen asked. Mira nodded. They sat in silence for a few more minutes. The three girls doing their shoots switched out. Eventually Freed joined them.

"Done," he smiled. "It took more time than I first assumed, but if someone targets you again, their attack should bounce back. That way we'll know who it is. He presented Mira with a thick bracelet. "I've put the enchantment on this. As long as you're wearing it, it should work as expected. If I had more time to account for everything I could have wrote something for you directly, but this will work just as well."

"Hopefully the designers like it and don't make you take it off," Evergreen stated.

"It should be fine," Freed shrugged. "I spoke with your next designer and she didn't seem have an issue." The call for the next few girls was announced. Evergreen made herself comfortable as Mira slipped the bracelet onto her wrist.

"Wow," she said.

"What?" Freed asked. "Is something wrong?"

"No," Mira smiled. "My headache vanished. This is great!" Freed visibly breathed a sigh of relief. "And now we wait." His statement was supposed to refer to waiting for another attack, but they ended up waiting for Mira's turn far longer than they realized. The girls leading up to her time slot struggled to work with the camera team and in turn threw off the schedule.

Waiting with her hair and makeup touched up in an elegant dress, she watched the other girls. Evergreen and Bickslow waited in the lounge with Laxus and Freed. The studio was mostly empty at this point, only the camera crew and the designer remained. Most of the house security personnel had retreated to the staff room in the back. They were still within earshot if something happened, but they all knew the wizards could handle themselves.

Finally, it was Mira's turn. With the time she had to herself, she felt refreshed again. She greeted the woman with a smile. This was the designer she was most excited to impress: Bla-ke.

"Ah Mirajane," the woman smiled. "Thank you so much for your patience. If I knew it would have taken so long to pose these newer girls I would have-"

"Don't worry about it!" Mira smiled. "I liked the break. The rest of my team might not agree though." The young woman noticed the others in the lounge for first time and laughed with Mira at the joke.

"Well, this shouldn't take too long," she said. As if to prove her point, Mira's experience made getting the right shots on her first go easy. The designer was thrilled and let Mira know she'd love to work with her in the future. Her guildmates met her as she came off the set.

"That would be amazing," Mira agreed. The designer mirrored her smile, eyeing the four others. "You're one of the other models correct?" she asked of Evergreen. The wizard nodded.

"Do you three model as well?" The designer asked the boys.

"No," Laxus replied.

"Would you be willing to try?"

"What?" Bickslow asked. All of them looked to the designer in surprise. She glanced away for a moment. The camera crew had not left yet, but they seemed to be almost done packing up.

"I was hoping there would also be male models around to steal for a side project, but it looks like I was wrong," she sighed. "I have the matching male designs for this set stored in the back. Would you be up for letting me take a few test pictures? My advertiser wasn't sold on the mixed look, but I'm sure I can convince them with an example."

"You know we aren't models though," Freed explained. His expression was a mix of nerves and excitement. The designer waved his fears away.

"Obviously," she laughed. "I'm not expecting a stunning photo, just a base I can use to sell my idea to a new set of eyes. I'm almost certain you'll fit in what I have with me." They were silent for a moment.

"What's the harm?" Evergreen laughed. "You guys get to see that modeling isn't as easy as it looks!"

"Great!" The woman exclaimed. "Come with me." She lead them into the empty dressing room and rolled a small covered trunk into sight. Laxus hung back; Freed and Bickslow seemed to be caught up in the idea now. The designer pulled out the first suit.

"They're modern suits with old school lines," she explained. She gave Freed the first one and dug in the pile. Bickslow was next. The pinstriping on his was subtle while the silver buttons on his cuffs stood out.

"Go try those on," the designer ordered of the boys. Turning to Evergreen she said, "Your dress from earlier is on that rack, can you put it back on?" Evergreen nodded. Her hair and makeup were still mostly in one piece.

"And for you," the designer mumbled, looking to Laxus. "If this one fits I'll die beyond happy." She pulled a dark charcoal suit from the bottom of the trunk and held it up. The look of glee she wore was too much. "Put this on."

"I haven't agreed-" Laxus tried to say.

"Please, you'll be perfect!" the designer plead. "Mirajane, tell him!" Mira froze at being put on the spot. The suit Laxus held was crisp and beautiful. She had no doubt he would look great in it. Before she could tell him to try it on, the boys beat her to it.

"Just put it on, man," Bickslow stated.

"You'll look great," Freed added. Mira nodded. Freed and Bickslow stood for the designer as she waved Laxus away and examined the fit of their suits. After a few tucks and hidden pins in the proper places the designer nodded and surveyed her work.

"Wow," Evergreen nodded. "They're right when they say all men look better in suits." Freed bowed playfully.

"Come on Laxus!" Called Bickslow teasing, "I know you know how to put on a suit!"

"Shut up," growled Laxus. He appeared from the back with a frown, fumbling with the front buttons.

"Wow," Mira heard herself say. Evergreen whistled. The designer cooed over him, adjusting the lay of his lapels and pulling on the shoulder panels.

"You all look great!" Che cooed. "Now, come with me. We'll just rearrange this set a bit." She pulled a chair and a bench into place on the studio and flicked on the warmer of the three lights.

"They took the camera," Laxus noted.

"That's fine," she smiled. "I have a personal one. I didn't expect to get official photos."

"So, what are you looking for us to do?" Mira asked. The woman choose a studio set with a plain woodgrain backdrop. The winged chair and matching bench made them think of an old-school writing office. All it needed was a desk and a bookshelf. The designer smiled.

"Think 'mob boss'," she explained with a grin. It surprised no one when she motioned to the blond man. "That's you. Sit here." She positioned Laxus facing forward in the chair and built the scene around him.

"I want you to channel power," she told them all. She stood Freed and Bickslow on each side of the chair, giving them specific poses to show off the suits. "Power and confidence. The designs might be based on old school looks, but they're made for the modern client. You're in charge, make me believe it." When she finished getting them in place, the designer sat Evergreen on the bench in front of Bickslow. She tipped the wizard's chin and suggested touching her glasses in a look that said: 'you think you're on my level?'.

"Obviously, you girls need to embody the same confidence as the boys. These outfits are not made for women who can't take charge. Yes, I want you to look beautiful, you are also powerful, and you know it. So, show that. Now Mirajane, I'm going to have you sit here." She patted the arm of Laxus' chair. A quick look at Laxus was the only warning Mira gave him before she scooted up next to him. Her legs dangled to the side and Freed moved to not be blocked by her knees. The designer frowned.

"Hmm," she muttered, looking between Laxus and Mira. "You two are comfortable around each other, right? Mirajane, can you swivel around to the other side and loop your legs over his knee-" no one moved while they let the designer worked on the new position in her head.

"You want them to do what?" Freed finally asked. Mira heard the change in his voice, almost jealous of the half-described pose. She would have laughed to herself, if she was not the one who was going to be in the compromising position.

"It'll look great," designer promised, "and it will show off the dress' ability to keep its form while in an unusual position. Just swivel your legs this way." Mira gave Laxus an embarrassed look and turned to face him. The designer looped her legs over his closest knee and waved Freed back into place. She stood back and examined the setup so far. She motioned to Laxus, taking his left hand and bending it up.

"Lean your chin- not that much- on this hand. Look directly forward, yes. Now this hand goes here," she said, putting his right palm on Mira's hip. She jumped at the initial contact.

"Sorry," Mira said. "I haven't actually worked with anyone liked this before on a photoset. I usually do solo poses." The designer waved her nerves off.

"You look great," she stated. "Most models aren't used it at first either. I do want you to lean in slightly and put your hand on his shoulder though." Mira hesitated again before she complied. The warmth of his hand at her hip was distracting.

"Hmm, try touching a bit of his hair instead- there!" The designer smiled. "Boys, your positions." She pulled the rather large camera from where she looped it around her neck and stood back.

"Remember that chin tilt!" The designer called to Evergreen. The camera flashed.

"Pop that hip to the front just a little more," she motioned to Freed. "Shoulders back." Freed straightened up, reminding himself not to pull his crossed arms too far up like she already warned him. To Bickslow, she instructed him to give a slight grin out the corner of his mouth as he faked adjusting his sleeve cuffs to show off the buttons. And finally, she pressed Laxus' toes out so he looked less stiff. His wide spread was visibly reduced by Mira's thin legs, one curled up under his knee and the other pointed to the floor between them.

Mira hopped that everyone was too distracted by their own instructions to notice how much she had to control her own breathing. A door squeaked open, but Mira assumed it was one of the security guys coming through to check the room. Luckily no one appeared so see them posed on set.

She focused back on the lock of Laxus' hair curled in her fingers; the pressure on her hip reminded her that he felt her movement, and she nearly pulled away. Laxus relaxed the tension on his shoulder where she leaned and glanced up at her out of the corner of his eyes. She returned his gaze, reminding herself to breath slowly. Popping her shoulder and melting deeper into her pose, the camera flashes faded. What felt like ages must have only taken a few minutes once then were posed. A high-pitched squeak pulled her attention. The director took one last picture and the shoot was over. Mira blinked and felt the world come back into focus around her as the group dropped their poses. She looked around for the cause of the sound but saw nothing.

"I knew you all would be perfect!" The designer smiled. "Thank you so much! You boys should be models too you know." Freed and Bickslow laughed, unbuttoning the suits as they returned them. Evergreen followed them.

"Mira," Laxus said. She glanced to him. He gave her a look and bounced the leg she still perched over.

"Oh! Sorry!" She blushed, leaping to her feet so he could get up. Laxus nodded in thanks and got up to follow the others. It didn't take long for them to change and return to their room upstairs.

"Well, that was interesting," Bickslow said when they were alone.

"She really seemed to like you guys," Mira smiled.

"It was fun," Freed nodded. He was obviously still excited from the experience. "Hopefully that ends up being what she needs." Mira agreed. She was sure her face was still flushed from the thought of being posed almost in Laxus' lap. How many times had she thought about a situation like this when she had been crushing on him years ago when they were younger? Taking a deep breath, she tried to relax.

WOOO! Long chapter!

So the group photoshoot scene was the random reason I wanted to write this silly story in the first place. I have no clue why an image of them as a mob on a photostage came to me... but it did.

Also, my goal is to finish this story up for Christmas/New Years. Seeing as it looks like I'll have maybe 2-3 chapters to go till its done, I'm hoping its doable now that i have some more free time.