#i expect i'll be sitting at just under 70k words with chapter five's finish

[kifu]

I guess the one bright side to not having a phone is that I don't get to mindlessly scroll while on break at work. So not only did my mind get to dwell on a part of the crack fic (One with the Tribes) during work, I got about 500 words written out with the spare 25 minutes I had in breaks. (I am ... a slow writer by hand.) But that translated to a NaNo day amount on the computer.

Here - have a token of something really dumb within the chapter (but something I really want to pursue for no real reason other than the fact that Remy will be SOOO much easier to write with a challenge for him to fixate on):

“I wanna fuck her,” Remy said into his loose fist. His eyes trailed after Kifu as she stalked back to camp. He vaguely saw Telk turn to stare at him, slowly with a mix of emotions Remy couldn’t sort out through his peripheral. “She’s like my sister,” Telk said. Remy grunted. “A’ight. I get yer permission ta fuck her?” “You’d have better luck with Eljah,” Telk snorted. Remy flicked his eyes back to Telk, studying him for a moment. “She scared shitless ‘a me.” “Among other problems,” Telk agreed. Remy hummed noncommittally, not sure of the connotations behind that particular statement but uninterested in finding out. “Kifu doesn’t do relationships.” “Oh no,” Remy said so quickly he nearly barked it out. “No, she da type’a crazy ya ride once ta say ya did.”