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Saturday, 12 April 2014

Humble abode.

Wow. Look @ this place, aye? - Rogue

Hey! DON'T TOUCH! Sheesh! U gots no manners Shit Head? - Arrow

Ah, now Darlin', that's uncalled for, eh? - R

*sigh*... 'K. Listen up. I gots me a bit of Magick in me possibles bag n I need a place of power to make it work well. Seen? Now this is a place we can get done wots we want done n get out. Or nvr evr leave again in our life time. Just depending on how yon Gnome feels. So we really, really do not want to piss him off. Right? So, DON'T TOUCH! Sit ur bleedin' ass down on the floor by the divan there n let me do my work. K? - A

Ha. Right then. Leavin's good. Who'd a thunk a Gnome would have a divan? - R

Arrrrrrrgggghhh!!!! - A

K. K! Going. Sheesh! - R

Honey I shrunk the kids...

So. How's it feel? - Arrow

Well. I tell ya. I prefer to be rubbin' me own knob, aye? - Rogue

Heh heh... I'm sure u do. I meant tho, is it hot or cold? - A

Cold as a witches tit. - R

*sigh* I was afraid u'd say that. He prefers males. - A

Eiiiieh! Come on. I'm out! - R

Lol lol... Not like that. Ass. He can b a bit of a misogynist. Is y I's gettin' u to try. Nvrmnd. I'll give it a go. - A

K.
Ooooh! Sheite! Looook waaaaay up n I'll call Rusty... Ow! Wot u poking me for? It's 8ft tall!! - R

Shut it Ass! - A

Blood of Fae! Wot has u to do with me? - Gnome

Father, beg pardon. My man is Goul wounded. N we need safe haven for rest n healing. - A

So. U's come to me. Y? - G

With Aeri's blessing, true, Father Gnome. I don't ask lightly. - A

Haaaaaawwwwqqqqq! Toooooooo! - G

Eeiiiieh! He almost hit me with that wad! - R

SHHHH! - A

Who is this Shyster u call ur man? - G

Sorry sweet Father. I know he seems not much but he is truly one awesome Blade, n he has fought hard this day in defense of a wee'un the Walkers stalk... - A

A wee’un? Fine. No more. ENTER! - G

Ahhhhhhhhh!!! Sheite!!!! - R

Oh for the love of Pete. U can mutilate Gouls but u balk @ a wee bit of shape shifting? U only shrunk 5 ft! - A

Ya, well, this is NOT the kind of shrinkage I'm used to, seen?! - R

Lol... I'd be worried if u were. Heh heh. - A

Hunh. Is ur turn to shut it, aye? - R