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#1 Guest_The Blue Sorceress_*

Posted 15 September 2003 - 05:32 AM

A nice, short, chunklet of story for you. I hope you enjoy.

-Blue
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Chapter 7




Yoshimo sat perched on the high wall that surrounded Elliard’s home and looked down at the rocks where the cliff met the water. There was supposed to be a ship down there somewhere. Ebony had told him that if he looked closely enough he would see where the ocean waves parted about the ship as they rushed to the coast, but he couldn’t see it for the life of him. The invisibility spell that cloaked the ship would lapse when darkness fell but, like the moon that Elliard worshipped, it remained hidden while the sun was out.

He turned about and leapt down off the wall, landing in a crouch amongst the cactuses that Fira, Ebony and Ivory worked so hard to cultivate in the desert garden they had lovingly sculpted over the five years they had lived with Elliard. Ebony had taken him around it the day before, and while he feigned interest she had pointed out the beds that she had designed and the various succulents that she had picked out and lavished care on so that they flourished even in this arid, oppressively hot land. Why on earth anyone would want to encourage such prickly, lumpy, and vicious-looking plants was beyond him, but then again, back in Wa bonsai, forming tiny little trees into twisted and convoluted shapes was considered high art, and that didn’t make any more sense than growing things that could put the gardener’s eye out.

Despite his disdain for his hostesses’ dangerous flora, he was careful not to uproot any of the plants as he made his way out of the garden and back into the welcome shade of the house. No doubt if so much as one lumpy, bulbous growth was knocked off there would be a shrill out cry from the women, and he would in all seriousness consider himself lucky if he got off with just being castrated.

The setting sun cast shades of red about the open rooms, making the blue tiles seem purple as the light began to fade as Yoshimo hunkered down in the sunken pit in the center of the ground floor’s main room. He picked up his satchel, a ‘going away’ present from Ebony, who seemed to be unable to decide whether she was glad to see him go because he would be out of her hair, or sad because she would miss his company. He checked for the third time that day to make sure that his lock picks and trap-removal tools where still wrapped up in the spare clothes he had packed, safe from any jostling and unlikely to spill out. Satisfied that the crucial tools of his trade had not grown legs and walked off while he wasn’t holding onto them, he repacked his gear and settled it in his lap. He reached out one hand for his katana, resting his finger along the smooth lacquer finish of the scabbard for a moment before closing his hand and balancing it on top of his satchel.

For a long moment he stared out through the open window that looked out onto the sea before his eyes traveled to the bundle of belongings in his lap. These were the only things he owned in the world, he realized, a wrenching feeling striking deep in his gut. All of a sudden the weight of his satchel and katana seemed as if it would have balanced against a feather.

“What a mournful look.” Yoshimo practically jumped out of his skin. He turned his head and spotted Ebony approaching from the stairs. She grinned at his surprised expression and sat down next to him, clasping one hand over his. “You seemed so far away already I wondered if you were really still here. What’s on your mind?”
“On my mind?” he asked.

“It’s an idiom; it means ‘what are you thinking about?’”

Yoshimo shrugged, a tingle running up his spine as she gentle stroked his knuckles with her thumb. “Ah… I do not know.”

“Goodness, you don’t even know your own mind. I wonder how you managed to survive this long,” she teased.

He shrugged again, and the two of them sat in silence, both wanting to say something, but neither knowing quite what it was, nor quite how to phrase it.

Ebony, being the smart girl that she was, figured out what it was first. “I think I’m going to miss you,” she said at last, as if admitting some sort of mortal sin. “I think I’m… fond… of you, despite everything.”

Yoshimo wondered how he was supposed to respond to something like that. This sort of thing hadn’t come up when Elliard had been teaching him Common. “Err… I too, I think.”

“Aw! Aren’t they the cutest pair of lovebirds you ever saw, Ivory?”

Yoshimo nearly jumped out of his skin again. He quickly snatched his hand away from Ebony. Fira sauntered over grinning from ear to ear, Ivory not far behind her.

“Absolutely adorable,” Ivory agreed, though without Fira’s impish enthusiasm.

“You shut up!” Ebony screeched, leaving Yoshimo’s ears ringing. She stood up, obviously flustered, and stormed off.

Fira laughed aloud. “Why, I never thought she’d get so flustered at getting caught with her hand in the cookie-jar, so to speak. She must really like you, Yoshi.” She ruffled Yoshimo’s hair. “It’s so cute!”

It was then, when things were looking rather bleak, that Elliard entered the room and saved Yoshimo from further torment. “Here now, leave him alone, you vixen,” Elliard scolded, shaking a finger at Fira. “Honestly, sometimes I feel as if I’m you’re nanny and I must watch you ever moment to make sure you don’t do something foolish.”

“You’re the best nanny ever, Elli,” Fira said. She went over to him and kissed him on the cheek. “You take care of yourself, you silly elf.”

Ivory gave him a hug and kissed him on the other cheek. “Don’t forget to cast Sending every once and a while. We love to hear from you. It keeps us from being bored while you’re away, and you know how we worry when you’re off being a pirate.”

“Yes, yes, I’ll send you messages now and again,” Elliard assured her. “I will be sure to let you know as soon as we’ve sacked this first slave ship so you know we survived and whatnot. Right now, however, Yoshimo and I need to be going, the sun has nearly set and it will take a while to row out to the ship. So though it pains me to part with you, I must do just that.” He gave both women a hug and a fatherly kiss on the forehead before turning to Yoshimo and saying, “Off we go then.”

Elliard led the way down the stairs and from the pool cavern through one of those infernal secret doors that Yoshimo had not yet discovered. The hallway they entered sloped sharply downward and eventually opened up into a wide, echoing cave lit by the same magical fire that illuminated the rest of the underground portions of the house. There was a large rock wall partially blocking off the seaward wall of the cave, creating a nice, calm stretch of water where there was a small rowboat moored. Strangely enough, there seemed to be no means of getting the boat out of the cave, and it took Yoshimo a moment of searching to realize that the seaward wall of the cave was just a well-crafted illusion.

“On the boat, then,” Elliard said, climbing into the boat himself and loosing the mooring rope from the thick wooden post it was lashed to.

Clutching his satchel to his chest, Yoshimo stepped into the boat and sat down, feeling nervous about braving the rough seas so near the cliff sides in such a very small boat.

On the other hand Elliard seemed quite calm, and he was humming a little sea-chantey to himself as he finished loosing the mooring rope and settled into the bow of the boat. Strangely, he left the two oars alone, and seemed to fiddle with a strange device at the bow. After a moment he snapped his fingers and said, “Off we go!” and the oars started moving on their own. By toying with the device at the bow, Elliard guided the boat to the illusionary wall and out into the crashing waves just as the sun was about to vanish below the horizon.

A great wave smashed itself across the bow, and Yoshimo was sure the row boat was break apart, but he didn’t even get wet. The water halted above his head and spattered across an invisible shield, rolling down it before rejoining the sea from whence it came. The wind still whipped his hair, and his hand easily passed through the air where the water had stopped, but the crashing waves spilled not a drop into the boat.

The oars churned the water, propelling the boat forward and at last the ship became visible just as the sun disappeared. In the last of the purple light of the sunset Yoshimo could just make out the name of the ship, The Moon’s Revenge, painted across her hull, and the skull-embroidered flag that rippled from the top of the main mast.

#2 Guest_Chantrys_*

Posted 15 September 2003 - 09:06 PM

A nice, short, chunklet of story for you. I hope you enjoy.


Always do. :wink:

Ebony had told him that if he looked closely enough he would see where the ocean waves parted about the ship as they rushed to the coast, but he couldn’t see it for the life of him. The invisibility spell that cloaked the ship would lapse when darkness fell but, like the moon that Elliard worshipped, it remained hidden while the sun was out.


Makes me think of a ghost ship.

He turned about and leapt down off the wall, landing in a crouch amongst the cactuses that Fira, Ebony and Ivory worked so hard to cultivate in the desert garden they had lovingly sculpted over the five years they had lived with Elliard.


And he didn't land on the cactuses! Thank you, roguish dexterity!

No doubt if so much as one lumpy, bulbous growth was knocked off there would be a shrill out cry from the women, and he would in all seriousness consider himself lucky if he got off with just being castrated.


Ah, he knows them so well. :)

Outcry is one word, I think.

He picked up his satchel, a ‘going away’ present from Ebony, who seemed to be unable to decide whether she was glad to see him go because he would be out of her hair, or sad because she would miss his company.


:)

For a long moment he stared out through the open window that looked out onto the sea before his eyes traveled to the bundle of belongings in his lap. These were the only things he owned in the world, he realized, a wrenching feeling striking deep in his gut. All of a sudden the weight of his satchel and katana seemed as if it would have balanced against a feather.


Awww...but you will find that it was worth it in the end. I hope.

Yoshimo shrugged, a tingle running up his spine as she gentle stroked his knuckles with her thumb. “Ah… I do not know.”


Yoshimo and Ebony, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G...

Ebony, being the smart girl that she was, figured out what it was first. “I think I’m going to miss you,” she said at last, as if admitting some sort of mortal sin. “I think I’m… fond… of you, despite everything.”


Awwww...she admits it! (*sniff*)

Yoshimo wondered how he was supposed to respond to something like that. This sort of thing hadn’t come up when Elliard had been teaching him Common.


I'm not sure you would have enjoyed it if it had. :(

Yoshimo nearly jumped out of his skin again. He quickly snatched his hand away from Ebony. Fira sauntered over grinning from ear to ear, Ivory not far behind her.

“Absolutely adorable,” Ivory agreed, though without Fira’s impish enthusiasm.

“You shut up!” Ebony screeched, leaving Yoshimo’s ears ringing. She stood up, obviously flustered, and stormed off.


That's so cute!!!

She ruffled Yoshimo’s hair. “It’s so cute!”


I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks so.

Ivory gave him a hug and kissed him on the other cheek. “Don’t forget to cast Sending every once and a while. We love to hear from you. It keeps us from being bored while you’re away, and you know how we worry when you’re off being a pirate.”


I'm surprised they don't scry in on Elliard.

He gave both women a hug and a fatherly kiss on the forehead before turning to Yoshimo and saying, “Off we go then.”


What, Yoshimo doesn't get to hug and kiss the girls too?

Elliard led the way down the stairs and from the pool cavern through one of those infernal secret doors that Yoshimo had not yet discovered. The hallway they entered sloped sharply downward and eventually opened up into a wide, echoing cave lit by the same magical fire that illuminated the rest of the underground portions of the house. There was a large rock wall partially blocking off the seaward wall of the cave, creating a nice, calm stretch of water where there was a small rowboat moored. Strangely enough, there seemed to be no means of getting the boat out of the cave, and it took Yoshimo a moment of searching to realize that the seaward wall of the cave was just a well-crafted illusion.


Lovely description.

The oars churned the water, propelling the boat forward and at last the ship became visible just as the sun disappeared. In the last of the purple light of the sunset Yoshimo could just make out the name of the ship, The Moon’s Revenge, painted across her hull, and the skull-embroidered flag that rippled from the top of the main mast.


Yo-ho-yo-ho...a pirate's life for me!

Great chapter! :( I'm sad that we won't see Ebony for a while, though...or will we?

#3 Guest_The Blue Sorceress_*

Posted 16 September 2003 - 02:09 AM

[quote][quote]A nice, short, chunklet of story for you. I hope you enjoy. [/quote]
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Always do. :cry:
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:) thank you :shock:

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Ebony had told him that if he looked closely enough he would see where the ocean waves parted about the ship as they rushed to the coast, but he couldn’t see it for the life of him. The invisibility spell that cloaked the ship would lapse when darkness fell but, like the moon that Elliard worshipped, it remained hidden while the sun was out. [/quote]
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Makes me think of a ghost ship.
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That's kinda what I was going for. The spell is only temporary though, and it's more for concealment than anything else. Elli doesn't want the Calimshani discovering that it's *him* doing this stuff, so he's being real secretive.

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He turned about and leapt down off the wall, landing in a crouch amongst the cactuses that Fira, Ebony and Ivory worked so hard to cultivate in the desert garden they had lovingly sculpted over the five years they had lived with Elliard.[/quote]
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And he didn't land on the cactuses! Thank you, roguish dexterity!
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Indeed... that would be painful.

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No doubt if so much as one lumpy, bulbous growth was knocked off there would be a shrill out cry from the women, and he would in all seriousness consider himself lucky if he got off with just being castrated.
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Ah, he knows them so well. :)
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Hehe... well enough to know they can be shrill harpies when they want.

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Outcry is one word, I think.
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d'oh, thanks.

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He picked up his satchel, a ‘going away’ present from Ebony, who seemed to be unable to decide whether she was glad to see him go because he would be out of her hair, or sad because she would miss his company. [/quote]
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Really, it's a little bit of both. Poor thing is awfully confused.

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All of a sudden the weight of his satchel and katana seemed as if it would have balanced against a feather. [/quote]
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Awww...but you will find that it was worth it in the end. I hope.
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Until that whole death thing, yeah.

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Yoshimo shrugged, a tingle running up his spine as she gentle stroked his knuckles with her thumb. “Ah… I do not know.” [/quote]
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Yoshimo and Ebony, sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G...
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:)

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Ebony, being the smart girl that she was, figured out what it was first. “I think I’m going to miss you,” she said at last, as if admitting some sort of mortal sin. “I think I’m… fond… of you, despite everything.” [/quote]
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Awwww...she admits it! (*sniff*)
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:) ain't it cute?

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Yoshimo wondered how he was supposed to respond to something like that. This sort of thing hadn’t come up when Elliard had been teaching him Common. [/quote]
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I'm not sure you would have enjoyed it if it had. :)
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:) I didn't think about that... :)

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“You shut up!” Ebony screeched, leaving Yoshimo’s ears ringing. She stood up, obviously flustered, and stormed off. [/quote]
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That's so cute!!!
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Kawaii desu ne~!

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She ruffled Yoshimo’s hair. “It’s so cute!” [/quote]
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I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks so.
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They're so sweet it makes the teeth rot.

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Ivory gave him a hug and kissed him on the other cheek. “Don’t forget to cast Sending every once and a while. We love to hear from you. It keeps us from being bored while you’re away, and you know how we worry when you’re off being a pirate.” [/quote]
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I'm surprised they don't scry in on Elliard.
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They do, it's just scrolls of Scrying are expensive.

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He gave both women a hug and a fatherly kiss on the forehead before turning to Yoshimo and saying, “Off we go then.” [/quote]
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What, Yoshimo doesn't get to hug and kiss the girls too?
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Pfft... not if he doesn't want to get his head taken off.

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Strangely enough, there seemed to be no means of getting the boat out of the cave, and it took Yoshimo a moment of searching to realize that the seaward wall of the cave was just a well-crafted illusion. [/quote]
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Lovely description.
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Awww shucks :wink: thank you.

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[quote] The oars churned the water, propelling the boat forward and at last the ship became visible just as the sun disappeared. In the last of the purple light of the sunset Yoshimo could just make out the name of the ship, The Moon’s Revenge, painted across her hull, and the skull-embroidered flag that rippled from the top of the main mast.[/quote]
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Yo-ho-yo-ho...a pirate's life for me!
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Heh... They *will* sing that song.

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Great chapter! :) I'm sad that we won't see Ebony for a while, though...or will we?[/quote]

Nope, she's manning the home from, although there will be some brief talks back and forth. Instead you get pirates. One of them I think is going to be a druid o' the sea whose animal companion is a parrot. Perhaps a surly dwarven druid.

Thank you for reading and commenting,
-Blue

#4 Weyoun

Posted 16 September 2003 - 10:29 PM

He turned about and leapt down off the wall, landing in a crouch amongst the cactuses that Fira, Ebony and Ivory worked so hard to cultivate in the desert garden they had lovingly sculpted over the five years they had lived with Elliard. Ebony had taken him around it the day before, and while he feigned interest she had pointed out the beds that she had designed and the various succulents that she had picked out and lavished care on so that they flourished even in this arid, oppressively hot land. Why on earth anyone would want to encourage such prickly, lumpy, and vicious-looking plants was beyond him, but then again, back in Wa bonsai, forming tiny little trees into twisted and convoluted shapes was considered high art, and that didn’t make any more sense than growing things that could put the gardener’s eye out.


LOL! It's just one culture shock after another, ey? :)

Despite his disdain for his hostesses’ dangerous flora, he was careful not to uproot any of the plants as he made his way out of the garden and back into the welcome shade of the house. No doubt if so much as one lumpy, bulbous growth was knocked off there would be a shrill out cry from the women, and he would in all seriousness consider himself lucky if he got off with just being castrated.


You'd be surprised what a swift kick can do. :)

“Goodness, you don’t even know your own mind. I wonder how you managed to survive this long,” she teased.


Wasn't easy. :)

Fira laughed aloud. “Why, I never thought she’d get so flustered at getting caught with her hand in the cookie-jar, so to speak. She must really like you, Yoshi.” She ruffled Yoshimo’s hair. “It’s so cute!”


It actually is. :D

The oars churned the water, propelling the boat forward and at last the ship became visible just as the sun disappeared. In the last of the purple light of the sunset Yoshimo could just make out the name of the ship, The Moon’s Revenge, painted across her hull, and the skull-embroidered flag that rippled from the top of the main mast.


Oh, crap... This spells trouble...

Great stuff,
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#5 Guest_The Blue Sorceress_*

Posted 16 September 2003 - 11:20 PM


Why on earth anyone would want to encourage such prickly, lumpy, and vicious-looking plants was beyond him, but then again, back in Wa bonsai, forming tiny little trees into twisted and convoluted shapes was considered high art, and that didn’t make any more sense than growing things that could put the gardener’s eye out.


LOL! It's just one culture shock after another, ey? :)


Heh... I would imagine Yoshi would be like, "What the hell *is* that thing?"


No doubt if so much as one lumpy, bulbous growth was knocked off there would be a shrill out cry from the women, and he would in all seriousness consider himself lucky if he got off with just being castrated.


You'd be surprised what a swift kick can do. :)


Oh, they'd use knives and such... no anesthesia though. No, he would suffer for hurting their little cactus children he would.


“Goodness, you don’t even know your own mind. I wonder how you managed to survive this long,” she teased.


Wasn't easy. :)


LOL


Fira laughed aloud. “Why, I never thought she’d get so flustered at getting caught with her hand in the cookie-jar, so to speak. She must really like you, Yoshi.” She ruffled Yoshimo’s hair. “It’s so cute!”


It actually is. :D


Excellent, cute is what I was going for in this part.


In the last of the purple light of the sunset Yoshimo could just make out the name of the ship, The Moon’s Revenge, painted across her hull, and the skull-embroidered flag that rippled from the top of the main mast.


Oh, crap... This spells trouble...


Meh, the worst problem Yoshimo is likely to have on the Revenge is the dwarven druid and his talking parrot Smitty. More on that next chapter though ^^

Thank you for reading,
-Blue

#6 Guest_Oryx_*

Posted 17 September 2003 - 07:14 AM

A nice, short, chunklet of story for you. I hope you enjoy.


'Twoud be a first if I didn't.






Yoshimo sat perched on the high wall that surrounded Elliard’s home and looked down at the rocks where the cliff met the water. There was supposed to be a ship down there somewhere. Ebony had told him that if he looked closely enough he would see where the ocean waves parted about the ship as they rushed to the coast, but he couldn’t see it for the life of him. The invisibility spell that cloaked the ship would lapse when darkness fell but, like the moon that Elliard worshipped, it remained hidden while the sun was out.


niiice!

I had a scenein H007 where Onyx was invisible, but it was raining and the sniper was clever enough to spot the discrepancy.

He turned about and leapt down off the wall, landing in a crouch amongst the cactuses that Fira, Ebony and Ivory worked so hard to cultivate in the desert garden they had lovingly sculpted over the five years they had lived with Elliard. Ebony had taken him around it the day before, and while he feigned interest she had pointed out the beds that she had designed and the various succulents that she had picked out and lavished care on so that they flourished even in this arid, oppressively hot land. Why on earth anyone would want to encourage such prickly, lumpy, and vicious-looking plants was beyond him, but then again, back in Wa bonsai, forming tiny little trees into twisted and convoluted shapes was considered high art, and that didn’t make any more sense than growing things that could put the gardener’s eye out.


LOL!!

Excellent practice Yoshi, weaving amongst spiky things. I don't suppose one can disarm a cactus?

I happen to be a big fan of cacti and succulents. :(

Despite his disdain for his hostesses’ dangerous flora, he was careful not to uproot any of the plants as he made his way out of the garden and back into the welcome shade of the house. No doubt if so much as one lumpy, bulbous growth was knocked off there would be a shrill out cry from the women, and he would in all seriousness consider himself lucky if he got off with just being castrated.


LOL I believe it

“What a mournful look.” Yoshimo practically jumped out of his skin. He turned his head and spotted Ebony approaching from the stairs. She grinned at his surprised expression and sat down next to him, clasping one hand over his. “You seemed so far away already I wondered if you were really still here. What’s on your mind?”
“On my mind?” he asked.


Say 'you'. Well, maybe not yet, but, perhaps 'something you said', etc. etc. :)

Ebony, being the smart girl that she was, figured out what it was first. “I think I’m going to miss you,” she said at last, as if admitting some sort of mortal sin. “I think I’m… fond… of you, despite everything.”


:)

Yoshimo wondered how he was supposed to respond to something like that. This sort of thing hadn’t come up when Elliard had been teaching him Common. “Err… I too, I think.”


“Aw! Aren’t they the cutest pair of lovebirds you ever saw, Ivory?”


*snicker* busted!

“Yes, yes, I’ll send you messages now and again,” Elliard assured her. “I will be sure to let you know as soon as we’ve sacked this first slave ship so you know we survived and whatnot. Right now, however, Yoshimo and I need to be going, the sun has nearly set and it will take a while to row out to the ship. So though it pains me to part with you, I must do just that.” He gave both women a hug and a fatherly kiss on the forehead before turning to Yoshimo and saying, “Off we go then.”


Arrr, matey! Board'n'plunder on the high seas!

The oars churned the water, propelling the boat forward and at last the ship became visible just as the sun disappeared. In the last of the purple light of the sunset Yoshimo could just make out the name of the ship, The Moon’s Revenge, painted across her hull, and the skull-embroidered flag that rippled from the top of the main mast.


Oooooo excellent ship name!

#7 Guest_The Blue Sorceress_*

Posted 17 September 2003 - 07:37 AM

[quote][quote]A nice, short, chunklet of story for you. I hope you enjoy.
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'Twoud be a first if I didn't.
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Awww! Thank you! :( :(


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Ebony had told him that if he looked closely enough he would see where the ocean waves parted about the ship as they rushed to the coast, but he couldn’t see it for the life of him. The invisibility spell that cloaked the ship would lapse when darkness fell but, like the moon that Elliard worshipped, it remained hidden while the sun was out.
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I think I remember that scene. People with mad skillz can do those sorts of things. Yoshimo doesn't quite have the eye for detecting illusions yet though.

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Why on earth anyone would want to encourage such prickly, lumpy, and vicious-looking plants was beyond him, but then again, back in Wa bonsai, forming tiny little trees into twisted and convoluted shapes was considered high art, and that didn’t make any more sense than growing things that could put the gardener’s eye out.
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Not unless he wants to be disarmed permanently by the gardener :wink:

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I had a whole closet of a dorm room to myself last year at college and my only friends were my cacti and my fish. (well not quite, but it was kind of lonely, since being in a single person room limited my contact with my fellow meatbags.)


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No doubt if so much as one lumpy, bulbous growth was knocked off there would be a shrill out cry from the women, and he would in all seriousness consider himself lucky if he got off with just being castrated.
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LOL I believe it
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Ebony Fira and Ivory, in unison: You hurt our succulents! Perpare to meet thy future as a eunuch!

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“What a mournful look.” Yoshimo practically jumped out of his skin. He turned his head and spotted Ebony approaching from the stairs. She grinned at his surprised expression and sat down next to him, clasping one hand over his. “You seemed so far away already I wondered if you were really still here. What’s on your mind?”
“On my mind?” he asked.
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LOL, well he *could* do that, but he's awfully perplexed about the whole situation.

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Ebony, being the smart girl that she was, figured out what it was first. “I think I’m going to miss you,” she said at last, as if admitting some sort of mortal sin. “I think I’m… fond… of you, despite everything.”
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Ebony:... I mean, you are a total bastard, but you're kinda cute in that weird total bastard way. Wanna go shag?

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“Aw! Aren’t they the cutest pair of lovebirds you ever saw, Ivory?”
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*snicker* busted!
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Fira has an innate sense of timing that tells her when she can best cause trouble when anyone in the house other than herself, is trying to get some. She uses it frequently and to great effect.

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“Yes, yes, I’ll send you messages now and again,” Elliard assured her. “I will be sure to let you know as soon as we’ve sacked this first slave ship so you know we survived and whatnot. Right now, however, Yoshimo and I need to be going, the sun has nearly set and it will take a while to row out to the ship. So though it pains me to part with you, I must do just that.” He gave both women a hug and a fatherly kiss on the forehead before turning to Yoshimo and saying, “Off we go then.”
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Arrr, matey! Board'n'plunder on the high seas!
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Arrr! Avast, land lubber, get ye onto the plank! Arrr!

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The oars churned the water, propelling the boat forward and at last the ship became visible just as the sun disappeared. In the last of the purple light of the sunset Yoshimo could just make out the name of the ship, The Moon’s Revenge, painted across her hull, and the skull-embroidered flag that rippled from the top of the main mast.[/quote]
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Oooooo excellent ship name![/quote]

I was considering calling it The Dire Parrot but that would have been too silly.

Arrr!

*ahem* thanks for reading,
-Blue




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