Dwem went up and considered the view as he stepped up onto the stage. He was in front of all so many people he recognized in picture alone and never got to meet in person. That was the way things were in life. Moving up Dwem was about to speak and he woke up looking around and noticing his alarm was going off on his nearby table. Giving a simple glance Dwem seemed to consider not getting up but the Nicolodian theme song was driving him nuts and it was all so annoying.
Dwem seemed to get up without thinking of it as he went over towards the desk and took a seat while giving his PC a soft tap to give it warmed and ready to go. As always, his writing software was signed into and was loading up. Watching the computer bringing up the file Dwem went about getting dressed and cleaned up for the start of a new day. Walking along Dwem dropped his clothes and stepped into the shadow when it came on.
Well that is when the quiet part of his morning stopped and shear panic began. Somewhere right after turning the water on and realizing the temporary change as it was first warm and them simply ice. Simply Ice Blue as perhaps that could be a great perfume but it sucked as a consideration for a shower. Hopping around, as he was suddenly reaching for the hot water and accidently turned the cold off scolding him. With the steam filling, the shower he was unable to see the shower door right away and get out of that hell.
Adjusting the water once he was able to escape Dwem got back in and enjoyed the shower he expected in the first place. After he was done his white and bright pink blotched body seemed to have taken the temperature shock sort of well. Walking around Dwem dried off and dressed, as he did not really feel like shaving at all that morning. Looking around Dwem went up to his Computer, link up with a file, and opened it as he started going through it.
The file was the most up to date version of his writing project on going as he was about to get into his attempt of finding himself a muse moment when he received an E-Mail alert notifying him that there was a message from his Publishing House Wraith Publishing as well as for a few others. Looking at it, Dwem wondered what was up. Them some reporters seemed to be sending a Message every other second.
As soon as Dwem received his like two hundredth and sixty E-Mail he then starting to weed through the mess as he was organizing them into one of three categories as he soon discovered soon enough. Theft of a rough draft, Accusation of plagiarism and his old friend was calling his book some version of poorly written soft porn.
Looking through it, Dwem responded to the soft porn one with a thousand blank E-Mails to the pick. As he simply addressed the fact, he did not care what the fag thought. In those words but in long form along with why Dwem thought he was a flaming fag. Though writing a longer more thought out E-Mail laying out there past and giving his review of his article reviewing his book made it apparent that either one liked the other very much if not at all.
The he moved on to explaining he knew nothing of this plagiarism accusation and would get back with them as soon as he was given a full idea what was going on. Looking at the E-Mail he was given another E-Mail as explaining not to be concerned about the accusations of plagiarism and to get to work. Reading the last of the ones in this folder Dwem was not at all amused by these accusations.
Dwem then went along towards the leaking one as they were suddenly interrupted by his publisher telling him to get on messenger when he realized that they locked his E-Mail and he dint send any of the E-Mails he thought he did. Asking Dwem to calm down and breathe before he did something he would regret soon after he did it. Dwem figured his Agent and Editors were in the process of damage control. With a lot of pleading from them Dwem deleted and halted the sending of the first Auto respond to the fag and looked through the second to assure it was not simply flaming. The plagiarism one also included his agents assurances he had nothing to be concerned of with all of this.
The Third was about all the reports that someone released the rough draft of the Blades of Truth. Watching the news when he turned it on Dwem was suddenly modified by what he was looking at. In the matter of a few moments, his whole life just suddenly went right to shit. Noticing his mark on the bottom of the page as the date and freshness date he used estimate his time he released it to his publisher or printed it. He turned around and there was a tearful Nasakie at his door with an especially nice breakfast.
Then Dwem realized it was the copy of the story of her favorite character not actually Blades of Truth. Denzle’s Life as was the rough name of the draft in question. Looking over it, Dwem had to laugh at the fact of what it actually was. Getting a real special breakfast and a snuggle bunny to boot for a while was a good thing after all. Though he was concerned, it was able to get out at all.
Dwem looked it over and considered the damages as which this could harm him but instead was interrupted by his publisher and Agent with a few questions on what was that manuscript all about. Twisting a few E-Mails back to them, Dwem explained and it was almost replied to at once with a bunch of amusing remarks. Though they were more pleased that it was a completely off the side story of only on the Characters in his trilogy but as he had actual accomplished that much on a free project on his free time while working on the Map. Explaining he had already started in at full speed on the Towers Rise it was simply relieved with an idle amount of curiosity at first them a more upbeat enthusiasm.
Looking at the reports about the three different topics Dwem was caught up with things and got to work until his agent got into touch with him again that afternoon. Looking at the reports on his pausing of cant think for a minute because of this was all that was on his mind sort of thing moment. Dwem seemed to click on his TV’s and all the means of getting incoming information when Megumi came through his window with a whole squad of her girl friends as they found him sitting in front of his Computers and all his TV’s as each on a different channel watching them replies of all three Nuke heading to level his career as the Wraith Publishing House simply was already doing their best to cut this off before it got worse however Dwem saw it was already simply way too late.
Dwem sat there, as he knew as simply as useless that this was to the press in the either short or long run they would turn it into something all the same. Looking at it Dwem was sent a copy of the complaint of his plagiarism as he recognized the work right away as a what if peace from when he went to a his first advanced writing course at the University. Flying an E-Mail back to the publisher as to where it came from and he assured them that the other pieces were are original rough idea for prospective books that went nowhere fast but he still had them on a back burner as just in case he was ever inspired to work on them again.
In a bit more time Dwem was given a reply as to talk to no one and take the rest of the day off to be given time to allow this all to settle down. Dwem considered it and did just that already.
1,404 WC - 1,202 WC - 555 WC - 721 WC = 3,882
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