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Wednesday, 16 April 2014

Fast as Fae

Berin! - Rogue

Shut it Human. Was that blade dipped, Mixed Breed? - Berin

Of course. Wot kinda fighter u think u trained?! Didn't nick him with the tip tho. He should be good. - Arrow

You add anything beyond my recipe? - B

Yah, sure. But not for Fae, or Aelf for that matter. Not for this trek anyway. - A

Good. I left instructions in case. Now. You, Miss Fast Draw and I, need to chat. Bring your Human if you must. - B

Wot I do? Everthin' u trained me to? U jist mad I got inside ur guard. N u didn't e'n c Arrow. Lol... U should b happy we learned so well! - R

Shut it Bag a Bones. - B

Well, at least u haven't forgot ur slang! Lol... Thanks for getting rid of the Aelf n coming back. Thought u waz gonna leave us empty handed! - A

Huh. Not more n u deserve. Now. Come see... - Berin






Oops...

See. I REALLY wants to know wot Aelf n Fae r doin' in the Tanglewood? - Arrow

Move that tip from back of my ear and I'll tell you. - Asher

Ummmmmmm... Ah. No. N tho I know u be hard fer dead kinda bodies, the poison on me tip covers lots a bases. Seen? - Arrow

Arrow. Stop messing with him. - Berin

I'm not.
Not oft we see u in the Tanglewood. A bits 2 close 2 me Borders. Aye? - Arrow

Arrow... - B

Shhhh.... Nuff. I's bin sayin' that 2 'er all day, jist that way. Think she's had it with hearin' 'er name, eh? A mite vexed. I'd say. - Rogue

Rogue, why would you do that? This is not going to go good if you've been an ass all day. - B

Me? She's the prickly one! Eh! Don't move, me friend. Not till she says. - R

Huh. You must have really ticked her off. So, friend or no, the knife stays at my back? Fine. Tor sent us. You know I wouldn't be here otherwise. And certainly not the Aelf. - B

Y'd she do that? - A

You were out running around when you should have been protecting your Borders. - Asher

Shhhhhh.... - B
Stupid! - R

Ahhhhhh!!! - Asher

Still!! Stay still!! Terradantin! - B

Watered down, weak blooded, piss patched, fractioned Bitch!!!! - Asher

Grrrrrr....
Hey! Sheite! Berin!- R


Rogue. Could u not 'ave just held ur ground? U had ur man, I had mine? I had it, eh? He was just name callin. Berin's fast. U know that! Half a sec. U blink n that's all it took to grab the Aelf out a me hand n b gone. They probably jumped right back to Tor n now we got nothin'. No peeps, n no info! - Arrow

Well, u were doin' real good @ gettin' that, eh? Right! Fine! Save it, k? My bad. Let's just.... Hey! - R







Keeping Watch

Is it just me, or are the so called 'creepy things' we're supposed to protect this garbage pile from rather conspicuous by their absence? - Asher

That would be a fair assessment. - Berin

So. Why is it then, that we are required to be here? - A

Because, my young friend, they are not mindless Zombies. Ghost Walkers will strategize and work together to achieve a mutual goal. So I'd say odds are good we're waiting on whatever they're planning. - B

Great. My hopes for some Hallows fun are dwindling. Why was it again, that I got stuck on this assignment with you? - A

Because, young hot head, it is not news to you that you have the bad habit of being impertinent with your betters. - B

Betters? Really. All I did was ask Tor if she'd like to walk the Ring with me this Hallows. Why is that impertinent? - A

*sigh* Ntuoranae is not Tor to you, and not one that the likes of you will be out at the Faery Ring with. At Hallows or any other time. - B

Why not? - A

You gonna make me say it? Fine. Your Blood Lines don't even come close. No low Stratus Aelf is gonna break that barrier. You know that. - B

That's changing. You know THAT. What's wrong with me?? Nothing!! The Fae came from Aelf. That alone should make me higher Stratus! I will be making changes in this World, Berin. It needs to be done. - A

Hot Headed, Close Minded, Thin Blooded, Horses Ass! I'm responsible for your sorry self.  You behave under my command or you will be understanding quick why I'm given command! Flor sans qi Hii Asher Terradantin! - B

Yes Sir! My apologies. Sir! - A

Good. You're on assignment. Make that your complete focus. Bloody trainees. - B

Hey! Unfair! - A

Well stop behaving like a new recruit! - B

Oh, oh. This is not good... - A

What??
Oh! **#*!! - B

Granny

Wot u doin' Granny? - Wick

Granny? - W

Wot? - Granny

Wot u doin'? - W

See this? N this move 'ere?- G

Not the kinda move a young'n wants 2 c from a Granny, atchuly... - W

Well Wick. Don't look, n don't ask, then. Seen? - G

Hey. Wick, don't go away mad. Jis go away. Granny's havn fun. K? - G

Oh. That is sick. - W

Wot? That ole folks has bodies too? They need exercise Wick. Or they die fast. Me. I's n Ole Granny sittin' n a chair n dancin' to a tune in me 'ead. Seen? But u c a young chicky do that n u'd be creamin' ur teenage jeans. - G

-lalalalalalala- W

Whippersnapper!! Listen good!
U c Ole Miz Tessen? She younger n me, Whip. N she kin hardly move. That I kin move likes this at my age n she kin't says much about wot standin' still do fer ya, n waz movin' around h'is worth. So nixt time u c Ole Granny rockin' n her chair u jis smiles n say hi Granny n move on. K? N knows she ain't crazy, there's method 2 de Ole Bird's madness. K? N jis hope ta Sanctuary u kin do the same @ me age. Yah?
Now scat. Talkin' done worn me out. - G

G'Mornin'...

Mmmmm.... - Arrow

Eiiieeee! Shiete woman. Get ur freezing nose outta me neck! - Rogue

No. Ur a fire box n I'm so cold... - A

Ha! Ok... C'mere luv. Little closer... - R

Hey! Hey! Stop that! Oh dang. I'm out... - A

Heh heh heh... Wot?? U move quick, aye? Lol... - R

Asshole. Up. Lets move. Got munchies in the possibles bag. We can eat as we go. - A

Wot? That's it? U go from full on sleep in me armpit to down the road with no morning leak?! Freaking hardass woman. - R

Wot r u doing? - A

Takin' a piss. U don't like it. Move on. I'll catch up. - R

Ass. I'm gone. - A

Well? - R

Well wot? - A

Thought u were going. - R

Arrrrghhhh!!! - A

Quit stomping! U'll give way r position. - R