Hi! Well, I found a bit of time to put up another chapter before Christmas. 
Sadly, it took me a while to reply to it.
I wake up in a chillingly cold place, alone.
But it is all a dream. I realize that as I gaze around the place and recognize it immediately. It is the same plane where I met Sarevok and battled Irenicus for the last time. And I know that I could not be here, unless it was all just a dream.
“YES, IT IS JUST A DREAM,” the booming voice has seemingly no origin whatsoever; it comes from the thick mist around me, “DID YOU THINK THAT I WOULD JUST FORGET ABOUT YOU, SON?”
Laska : **** you, Bhaal!
“STUPID FOOL! YOU ALREADY HAVE DANGEROUS ENEMIES… IT IS BECAUSE OF WHO YOU ARE; THEY WERE YOUR ENEMIES, YOUR RIVALS SINCE YOUR BIRTH. AND THEY HAVE NOT WASTED TIME IN PREPARING FOR THEIR ASCENSION, UNLIKE YOU!” Bhaal sounds angered now, “AND THEY WILL COME FOR YOU, SON. BECAUSE IN THE END ONLY ONE OF MY CHILDREN WILL REMAIN… SO SAY THE PROPHECIES AND THERE IS NO WAY TO AVOID THEM FROM BECOMING TRUE. SOONER OR LATER YOU WILL HAVE TO FACE YOUR BROTHERS AND SISTERS AND IF YOU WERE SMART, YOU WOULD START TO PREPARE RIGHT NOW. HONE THE POWER OF THE SLAYER, USE IT!”
Wow, a whole paragraph written in caps is so... very annoying, really. But I don't mean that in a bad way, since you probably intended it to be that way to convey what Theo is feeling at the moment.
“All right, that’s about enough… I rescued her from that bastard Irenicus, I helped her regain her soul… she is loyal to me, and will always be! Now bugger off, I have no desire to speak with you any further,” I exclaim in anger.
Imoen would rather have a big candycane over a throne of evil every day of the week.
“What… is there something wrong, Theo?” she asks sleepily, “having a bad dream? One of… those dreams?” now there is a deep concern in her voice.
Laska : Sooo... still recovering from last story?
Vierna : Break the springs of the bed, did you?
Aribeth : I bet the neighbors were complaining.
Viconia is standing on a large balcony, breathing deeply the fresh, fragrant air of the night. A cool breeze hits her just as she leans over the railings to look at the ground below, slightly raising her thin shift and making her realize that the air is much cooler than she would find desirable. Slowly she leans back from the railing and turns around to rejoin Imoen in the bed.
“Can’t sleep, Vic?” Imoen asks suddenly, just as Viconia has slipped under the blankets.
“I went to open the window, the air was so stuffy and I was suffocating,” Viconia replies, “What’s your reason for being awake, Immy?”
Awww...
“Humph, I obviously had been drinking too much of that elven vine…” Viconia grins viciously, “Oh, by the way… what were you doing while I was taking the bath, this evening? You jumped on me like a wild animal once I stepped through the door…”
Vierna : Hmmm, more bed-breaking...
Laska : That's my LITTLE SISTER, you're talking about! *raises fist*
“Do you know which one of those methods is the most horrendous and painful?” Viconia grins.
“Um… no, I have absolutely no idea…”
Cute!
“Well, you will find it out, unless you tell me what were you up to while I was gone,” the Drow winks at her victim.
“I told you, I was just scribing…”
“You brought it upon yourself, Imoen! I condemn you to death through… tickling!” Viconia laughs before starting to execute her punishment and a few moments later Imoen is begging for mercy, suffocating in uncontrollable gasps and laughter.
LOL! Even more cute!
“Yes, I understand… good old school of Divination has its uses… you know, Theo and Jaheira should be relieved that Edwin can’t cast those spells,” Viconia laughs, “Now, go on with the tale. What did you see?”
Aribeth : Hey! We're not the only ones rating them!
Vierna : Cool!
“Why are you asking now? I… I dunno… I suppose, I want to stay with Theo… at least for a while. Do you have something against it?” Imoen asks.
“I don’t know… he’s not bad for a male, but he always attracts trouble wherever he goes… and Jaheira… well, I suppose, I can endure her too…” Viconia says, “But it depends on what their plans for future will be. Yes, let us leave this conversation until tomorrow morning,” she sighs, when noticing that the girl beside her is already asleep… she leans back onto the pillow and soon drifts into a doze.
Awww.... Already worrying about the future.
Tnt Viconia : We're still stuck the flirting-phase. I wish that lazy ass Weyoun would get off his butt and quicken his writing pace.
Well, ‘Rush’ and its characters are taking a deserved Christmas break for now. We will resume the tale on Saturday, when it will be time for two of the party’s members to take their leave.
Happy Christmas to all of you!
Thank you! And I hope you enjoyed it too.
---Weyoum
