newbie alarm

My weeklong vacation is over and its back to creating memory stones. I got to the lab bright and early this morning (okay okay, it was more grumpy and slightly too late – but honestly getting up is and always will be the hardest task in any day). Anyway, first thing I see when I get there is the boss and a young man. The youngster was actually wearing a suit, with tie and loafers and everything! That made one word appear in my head immediately – suck-up. And it hasn’t gone away since then.
Dear young Eetan is a recent graduate with the highest of clearances who has managed – through ruthless ass-kissing, no doubt – to land himself the job of secret creator of memory stones. Guess, who is responsible for teaching him everything he didn’t learn at orientation. Yeah, it’s me. Sigh. I’m no good with sticklers and I’m no good at teaching people who think of themselves as infallible. Eetan is both, that much I know already.
Oh, we’re going to have a lot of fun together. I just know it.

Just a little update

I have been renewing memory stones for the last two weeks and it has taken its toll. I am exhausted, but yesterday I finished with the last stone that needed renewing. Now its time to recuperate. Unfortunately I can’t do that at home because they want to make sure that I don’t turn fully Ishta. So, I have to stay here – in the middle of bloody nowhere – doing nothing for a full week, while being watched every second of the day. Yay. This is going to be so very boring. Well, at least government treats its secret helpers well. My room is huge and includes a private whirl pool, which I just love. There’s also a spa and a fitness center - not that I have entered the later yet, but I do enjoy the massages.
I do think I’m going to enjoy this week long vacation. I might even finally find the time to read some of the novels I have on my to-read pile. I shall strive to just ignore the concerned official lurking around me. Let him ensure that I’m still not an Ishta five-hundred-thousand times a day. I don’t care.

Life is what happens to you while you're busy making other plans

You’re probably wondering why I haven’t posted yet what happened at my date with Cromvik. Well, very easy reason: there was no date. Sometimes life has sucky timing. I was at home on Saturday afternoon, primping for my date when I was called to an emergency. Now don’t worry, it wasn’t a family emergency or anything. It was to do with my top secret side job. See, years back I was recruited for a very special task force to do with memory stones. As you can imagine there are some abilities, but mainly a lot of knowledge that needs to be stored in a way that is nigh impenetrable by criminals or other shady characters. Long story short: what most imps don’t know, there are not four but five levels of stones. So, if you ever see a black memory stone, you know that you are held in high regard by your superiors – or in deep shit.
Anyway, I was called to one of the secret locations where they keep these stones, because some of them have become unstable. Stabilizing these stones is incredibly difficult, mainly because of all the safety measures built into them. It took me two days just to fix one unstable stone.
Monday, then, I spent mostly in meditation, because using this much power calls forth my Ishta urges and only strict self control keeps them in line.
Unfortunately there are quite a few unstable stones that need to be dealt with and also a few new one to be created, so I don’t actually know when I will get back to Knobblyville and Cromvik. I also don’t know what excuse was given to my co-workers in the HoK as to why I’m suddenly gone for several weeks.
I’m afraid this will not make my relationship to Cromvik any easier, after all he doesn’t have the kind of clearance that would allow me to actually explain to him, why I stood him up.
Well, time will tell, I guess.