Mirrorshades (Fiction of the Apocalypse)

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July 23, 2011

The new school proctor had been more or less broken in by now. She no longer gave him strange looks and no longer blessed his soul for raising his children; she had gotten bent out of shape when he brought in the kids’ birth certificates - the set Regine and Caitrin had provided that showed him as the father to all four - and didn’t raise her eyebrows nearly at all when the kids slipped on gender pronouns or called him Mom-Jay instead of Dad-Jay.

But today, it looked like she was in over her head. There were three people in black suits and mirrorshades talking quietly to her as she arrived, and she seemed to be almost in tears. She looked up at Jamian, held his gaze, and mouthed help.

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[clare_dragonfly]

Ooh.

[faeapoclive]

:-D