This story started out as a bit of a gag. My friends and I had long pretended to be secret agents -- and we had many IM conversation battles with these goofy arch-nemisises...nemisees?-- and so when I wrote this for them as a Christmas present my only goal was to capture our IM conversations in a story and the whole thing was only building up to this fight scene. I kind of let the story take its own course, until a turning point here in part II when I suddenly had a brainwave for how I could make the story way more exciting. When I was writing it I gave it in increments to my friends, so as a matter of principle I didn't go back and add any details to previous parts of the story when I discovered that certain things needed to be established. What you see here is a very rough copy of Trench Coats and Love Notes, one that I may one day go through and fix. But for now I hope that, rough as it is, it can still bring a little pleasure to you as my readers. It gets more coherent as the parts progress, I promise. There are some French ballet terms in there, so I'll define them. Eh hem. Arabesque - One of the basic poses in ballet, arabesque takes its name from a form of Moorish ornament. Chaine - (I have just discovered that I've been spelling this wrong. It's full of accents, and has one less N.) Chains, links: a series of rapid turns on the points or demi-pointes done in a straight line or in a circle. Pirouette - Whirl or spin. A complete turn of the body on one foot, on point or demi-pointe. Sous-sus - Below-above; a term used to describe a very tight 5th position on demi-pointe. Oh, and there are some quotes from Shakespeare in there that I can't take credit for, though they are public domain. -- they're from the last scene of Hamlet. Have I mentioned that these supervillains, goofy as they are, have some class? Not much, but some.
And it came to pass that Gloria finished and posted Part XII. And there was much rejoicing, yea verily, and the Gloria collapsed in her triumphal... HOLD ON! I didn't actually finish Trench Coats in this section, so no collapsing in triumphal glory for me. --yes folks, there's going to be a Part XIII...because Part XII was getting WAY too long, and I'd already missed my Christmas deadline by about ten days. Just to warn you; all that stuff I say about keeping my writing PG? Well...here's a disclaimer, it just became PG-13. Part 12 is a bit more on the violent side. And also quite a bit steamier (lots of kissing. LOOOOTS of kissing. And not just kissing; PASSIONATE kissing. Yes...nothing worse than that though.) And by the way, there's one point in here where I put something in parenthesis, when I haven't done it (I don't think) at any other point in the story. This is because when I write for my friends I like to put footnotes, but i had to take them out for elfwood. Usually I can just put the footnote in the description, but eh...that one didn't fit. In fact, I could probably stick it in as an actual sentence. It's just a fun, and not that important, detail.Speaking of fun details, did you know that red diamonds are the most rare form of diamond in the world? --That's another footnote reference I took out of this section.
It's a good thing Elfwood is allowing larger portions or I wouldn't be able to fit this all on one ticket. I still tried to keep it all more bite-sized; this section is the longest. Um...hm...what to say. As of right now I have the ending planned out and know pretty precisely what I want to happen (I was going to try and squash it all into this part, but it was getting just too dang long), but I have no clue when I'll find time to write it. I'm finally starting up college, and I'm uber excited, but that means less me time, so...eh, we'll see. I predict that Part XIII will be in two to three sections, but I tend to always write more, rather than less. Oh...there's a quote from Lord Byron in here. She Walks in Beauty of the Night. Needless to say, Bryon's old. -tis public domain.
Oh no! Will Ru, Dark, and Slip be able to save Hut? Alright, the lyrics in there are from the song 'Don't Give Up' by Josh Groban...or should we say, Agent Groban? --we haven't really decided whether it's the real Josh Groban or someone who looks enough like him and more importantly sounds enough like him that he earned the name at training camp. --seems weird that he'd go by his own last name, so I'm thinkin' it's more the latter.
I'M NOT SUICIDAL, I PROMISE! Wow...sorry; I had some pretty worried friends after this. :S Anyway, so the story continues. I really would have rather not split it, since I think the story builds better without a break there, but hey, gotta make it fit the size limit, so there we go. P.S. I'm sorry if I went a bit overboard with detail on the end. I started having a wee bit too much fun describing stuff. ^_^'
Masquerade! Paper faces on Parade! Maasqueraaaaade. (Andrew Lloyd Weber's Phantom of the Opera) Yes, this is where it gets exciting. I wrote this part mostly inspired by music by Within Temptation. The them for part 8 is definately their song Angels.
Oh...yeah. The usual request of the mods. If any part of this story is considered ill-fit for elfwood for some reason or another, please reject all consecutive parts so I can fix the problem and so my readers won't have holes in their story. Thanks much!