Savage Scavenge (MaryJanice Davidson in Charming the Snake) – Chapter Nine

Gladys and Jaz are driving, Jaz apologising over and over again that he didn’t ask her to stay. Gladys tells him that she could have asked and didn’t and that he should stop worrying.

She would love to go again, now that he would be able to last a bit longer, would love to take him to bed on her warm flannel sheets for about the next six hours [ambitious much?], then make bread pudding for breakfast and watch one of her Wheel of Fortune discs. [What a life. What a sad, sad life.]
Clearly, not in the cards. It was almost a relief he’d turned out to be such a swine. [What is the swine part? That he didn’t ask her to stay over – while she jumped out of his bed and dressed herself in pretty a hurry? Or that his apartment is such a stinky mess – which she knew before she slept with him. Look, there are definitely guys, who are swines, but I don’t see so much of that in him.] It made tricking him so much easier.

*sigh* This is so going to be a weird “steal your sperm” thing.

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Savage Scavenge (MaryJanice Davidson in Charming the Snake) – Chapter Eight

Gladys is quickly getting dressed again, while Jaz apologises for the sex being so short.

“It was wonderful,” she was saying, and that was pretty nice of her. “I haven’t done it in years.” [Even more reason to try to come, don’t you think?]
“Never with a mute, either, I bet,” he said smugly, and stretched. He caught a whiff of the pillowcase and jerked his head back. Errgghh. Time to create a forcefield that does laundry. [Ew, ew, ew… Do you know how long it takes for pillowcases to stink? I never conducted a field study, but I bet it’s a long time. Gross.]

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Savage Scavenge (MaryJanice Davidson in Charming the Snake) – Chapter Seven

Chapter seven brings us sex. And yeah, if you missed the build-up to that scene, no I haven’t left anything out, it just wasn’t there.

I have to admit that this sex-scene is a lot better than the others I’ve read so far for this blog. Probably because it’s really short. But there’s always things to bitch about.

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Savage Scavenge (MaryJanice Davidson in Charming the Snake) – Chapter Six

He burst into his apartment with the two bags and Dr. Loder. The place was full of people, but there were probably only a dozen or so inside… [Hell, I don’t think I even could fit a dozen people into my flat…] his apartment was ludicrously small. A typical bachelor pad… messy, tiny, smelly, and in desperate need of a woman’s touch. [*dies a little inside* I know men, who have more of a woman’s touch than me… A woman’s touch… What’s that supposed to mean anyway?]

Jaz, who apparantly is thinking that, wonders about himself – he never had a problem with his flat before. His friend Jody steps forward and asks him how he did:

“I won, babies! Check this: I got water wings, a quarter from 2005, a classified ad from someone who doesn’t want a picture, a can of vegetables starting with the letter C, a Crayola crayon in Burnt Umber, and…” He grabbed Gladys’s elbow and pulled her forward. “… Dr. Loder!”

Jody and another friend, Tim, are reasonably impressed that he got all those things in under two hours, when Gladys slowly catches on and asks to speak with Jaz outside [which is a great opportunity for Davidson to give us the old “Mr. *** is my father”-joke… Which probably was funny, about 100 years ago. But not necessarily]. She pulls him in the hallway and he makes some more bad jokes to cover up that he’s incredibly nervous all of a sudden, until she gets some sense out of him.

“I was an item on a scavenger hunt?” She sounded like she didn’t know whether to be mystified, amused, or pissed. “Me and — and water wings?”
(… turns to go …)
He leapt forward and caught her elbow again. “Wait, wait. Come on, don’t be mad. Okay, I was a jerk; I tricked you. But look at what high regard you’re held in — you were the last thing on the list, and you know they do those things in order of difficulty.”
“I was harder to get,” she said, totally emotionlessly, “than a crayon?” [I think that is the most direct approach of objectifying a woman in a romance story I have ever seen. EVER.]

Well, I guess, we can all imagine, how that one continues. Once a woman is an object, she doesn’t have a will of her own anymore.

Jaz invites her in for a beer, thinking “He didn’t want her to leave mad. Hell, he didn’t want her to leave at all.“, immediatly scolding himself for thinking that. Then he tells her that Jamie gave him Gladys’ adress.

To get her to accept his invitation, though, he has to first tell her, what his “power” is.

“I can make forcefields of any kind or shape or density. So I just sort of made a field around me and walked up the side of your building, and then I used another one to break your door. I figured if it was all dramatic and quick, you wouldn’t have time to argue.” [Wow… I’d like someone to explain me the physics of that…]

Anyway, this revelation still isn’t enough, so Jaz tries to get her with the old “you don’t want to seem like a dried-up spinster and ruin all our fun and your reputation” move.

“I don’t care what anybody thinks.” She folded her arms across her chest and looked, for a moment, as if she did care. A lot. [Of course, every girl cares about her reputation, it’s the way they are built.] “You tricked me, and you used me, and now you want me to have a drink?” [You bastard! But his red eyes make him sooo loveable…]
“Come on,” he coaxed. “I’ll owe you one.”
Suddenly, she smiled. “That’s right,” she said. “You will.”

Savage Scavenge (MaryJanice Davidson in Charming the Snake) – Chapter Five

Jaz and Gladys are on their way (we don’t know yet where, but most likely in the C-sector), when Jaz says that they have to stop at a Super-Wal-Value and he disappears into the supermarket, leaving Gladys to think a bit, about his broad shoulders and the “arresting dark head”, leading to his hair colour and her first contact with mutes – Jamie.

They [the people in the supermarket] must assume it’s hair color, something he has professionally done, she thought. And colored contacts. She remembered the first time she’d met Jamie and realized the blue hair was natural.
The first, irrational thought had been, Mute! Get away from it! What if it’s dangerous?
She’d managed to stay and finish the exam, and was shocked to find Jamie was smart.
Smart and funny and fearless — not at all what she had been expecting. [yeah, history has that way of repeating itself… first it was the black people who were stupid and little, if at all, better than monkeys, now it’s the mutes.]

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Savage Scavenge (MaryJanice Davidson in Charming the Snake) – Chapter Four

The red-haired-guy and Gladys make their way to the elevator, while red-hair (why do all the “bad” characters always have red hair, anyway?) assesses Gladys.

She pressed B, then turned and looked at him with sober, dark eyes. Brown hair, brown eyes, too skinny, too tall.Your typical twentieth-century [correct me if I’m wrong, but isn’t 2072 in the twenty-first century?] Homo sapiens. He felt a little sorry for her… it must suck not to evolve. [Oh my goodness, finally, the penny has dropped… mute = mutant!]

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Savage Scavenge (MaryJanice Davidson in Charming the Snake) – Chapter Three

So, Gladys is alone at home when her patio door all but explodes and a to her unknown man stumbles in. Of course, her first reaction is:

Her immediate thought was that there had been an accident. Other than the one that wrecked her glass door, rather. [What kind of freak accident would involve a man falling through a glass door on the 8th floor of an apartment building?]
“Gods, are you all right?” She had dropped her juice, but the plastic cup held. The same could not be said of the door. [Yeah, we got it, the glass door is broken. Duly noted. And written down. And I made a safety copy and memorised it.]

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