Wakey Wakey

Arrow.
Arrrrooooww...
Luv. Hey!
*wack*
Come on, snap out n come to...

Arrow!
- Berin

Wot, stop with ur shakin n slapping would ya?! Can't u see she's down deep?!
- Rogue

Hish. I know.
But I can feel them coming and she needs to be alert n prepped.
- B

Dang.
OK. Let me try.
- R

Mmm.. mmmmm.... mmmm...
Oh yah...
Emmmmnnn...

Oh. Hey!!
- R

*smack!*

Owwwwww!!
- R

Arrrgghhhhhhh!!!
Ick. Ick! ICK!!!
Wot the hell r ya doing ya freakin hippie!!
N now u grab him, Aladan? After its too late?
Ick!
*spit*
Ick.
- Arrow

Hey! It wasn't THAT bad. U were startin to kiss me back!
- R

Was NOT!
- A

Was too!!
- R

Children, please!
Actually, Rogue, I commend you. I wish I'd have thought of it first.
- B

Assunholes!!
- A

Lol... Hish, luv.
They're coming.
- B

Oh.
Rats.
- A

Wot's up? Wot u see?
- R

*shakes head*
Just hold ur tongue n go with wot I say.
Sheite, I'm foggy headed.  U woke me too soon...
- A

Rogue??
Reealllly?!

NOT literally!!
- A

Ibm hodin e cuz I caun bieve it waas e er mowt.
Ow!!
Berin! I'm gonna clock u fer wacking me one a these days!!
I coulda bit my tongue off!
- R

Would have been a God send if you had.
- B

Ho! I see the smirk over there. Don't deny it chicklet.
- R

Ass holes.
:)
Sheite. They're here...
- A

Under Barrows

Oh. Lord...
Ow!
Me achin' head!
- Rogue

Brain's scrambled, eh?
No worries. Drink this. Ntuor left it for you.
- Berin

Oh, God bless Tor...
Oops. U guys r big on name protocols, n who can use wot, ain't ya. My bad. Keep forgettin' where we r. I hate being this scrambled.

Ugh! How come anything that's supposed to be good for u tastes like sheite.
- R

U complain like a woman.
- B

Reeally? I can't believe u said that.
No. Don't respond. U'll just dig ur own pit deeper.
Heh heh... I vaguely recall a bit a name calling. Arrow  making similar complaint about u...
Okay, okay. No evil eye from the likes a u.
Ow! Arrrr...
Everything frickin' aches!
No. No comments. Please.
Wot? Wot's that look for?
- R

Verbal diarrhea?
- B

Must b that juice Ntuoranae left me...
So. Cosy little room. How come they call random rooms n tunnels under a tree root the Barrows?
- R

It was an actual mound, back beyond time. The Ancients are buried here. Down odd tunnels. Long before the entrance tree on top the mound was born and became ancient, the forest burying the burial grounds. It's tunnels connect to our Grange stones, n as old as they are, they're barely passed conception compared to the Barrows.
- B

Rather hard-fer-dead, ain't ya? Didn't think u all died off that often.
- R

We don't. Hasn't been many in recent years. Those tombs are our legends. Not anything I would speak of here.
- B

Huh.
So waz up with our girl?
- R

Mmm... Said she needed a few minutes shut eye.
- B

Really? That don't sound...
Wot?
Oh...

No doubt the "beam me up Scotty's" were getting to her, too..
- R

Right.
No doubt. :s
- B