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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 8:00 pm
*Drops down in front of her, looking nervous*
Uh...yeah...hehe...bye. *Flaps off, darting into the kitchen and smacking into the chef*
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 8:56 pm
champhy picks him up off the floor and sits him on the table in front of her... where are ye off to is such a twitter, little one... she asks...
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 8:59 pm
Lyssan champhy picks him up off the floor and sits him on the table in front of her... where are ye off to is such a twitter, little one... she asks... Nowhere...
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 9:12 pm
she brushes him off and hands him a cookie... fresh from the oven... then she settles back into her pool... something's wrong, little one... what is it?
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 9:15 pm
Lyssan she brushes him off and hands him a cookie... fresh from the oven... then she settles back into her pool... something's wrong, little one... what is it? May i have one?
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Posted: Thu Apr 30, 2009 9:22 pm
Nothings wrong ma'am...I just need to go somewhere...thanks for the cookie...*He flies off, and smacks straight into Lyssan's mate, Amestru*
*Meanwhile, Chaumphy finds her pool of water tainted by Luciel's acid, as well as having a few strategically placed Salamanders placed all around her pool's rim*
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 7:14 am
ye can hear champhy's scream all the way back in the orchard.... not sure what's wrong now, keva scoots back to the laundry and digs in... he works so hard he finishes in a couple of hours what has taken him two days to do previously.... wink
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 7:20 am
shia ducks her head into her book and begins studying with earnest.... remembering a belated prank she had played on the cook but which has somehow never come about... had champy found the weavils in the flour yet... they had to be fairly well distributed by now....
tam, who prefers to keep the cook on his good side merely winces and shakes his head... wondering which one of his sibs had upset her now...
lyssan goes off at a run to the kitchen... the kitsune in her realm may not need to eat to stay alive, but everyone else did and when champhy got mad she tended to take it out on everyone until the culprit was found.... which meant too much salt in the stew, bread that was burnt and worm eaten apples in the pies... if they got anything at all...
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 1:49 pm
*Luciel, looking at Ly's mate, comments to him*
What's going on, Mr. Foxy Man, sir? It sounds as though some craziness is happening in that direction...*Points in the kitchen's general direction*
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Posted: Fri May 01, 2009 9:26 pm
Zel slips from the path and continues on to Lyssan's garden. He knows better than to stick his nose into that kitchen and is certain the palace guards will have it under control very soon. It probably wasn't even important, more likely one of the younglings was pulling a prank. Lyssn's poor cook was the target of at least one a week.
He was sneaking into an enclosed arbor when an angry voice caught him up short.
"Ye know, most people around here would shoot a certain cat on sight as ask him why he's here."
Without turning around, Zel replied, "And some people might wonder at the honor and integrety of some people who'd shoot a messenger in the back, ere they hear what he has to say."
"Get out of sight, fool..." growled Talesian shoving some vines aside... "and keep yer distance... already I can feel yer damned siphon. How me ma deals with it, I cannot even begin to understand."
Zel slipped inside and moved to a far corner of Lyssan's secret meeting place. Turning he faced the kitsune with a frown. "Sorry, iffin I could figure out how to turn it off, I would. I mean I have no idea where that damned magical energy goes and I sure don't need it to survive. And all I have is Lyssan's assurance that it is not being put to a foul use to keep me sane. Otherwise I'd be living in isolation. Anyway, that is neither here nor there, is m'lady about?"
Talesian nodded slightly, listening to the noise from the kitchen. "Yea, she went to see what was driving Champhy out o' her knickers."
Zel snorted. "With that nixie, almost anything. Listen, Tam, I can't stay and we both know why. I want you to tell her something for me, ok. Tell her this word for word. I saw Patch on the road outside of her glade and he was talking to two rather unsavory personages, one of which bore a rather large number of swords. She's not to let Amestru ride that damn nightmare, nor should she ride it herself. He knows someone has and it had both him and them in stitches. I couldn't get close enough to hear them clearly but they were up to no good. Tell her I'm off to follow the wagon. I don't dare go near the other two. OK?" Then before Talesian could reply, Zel reached for a shadow and disappeared, setting off all sorts of alarms around the realm.
"Damn," snarled the kitsune, slipping outside the arbor and running for Lyssan, "that darn cat never thinks about the trouble he causes when he does that."
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 6:39 pm
*Meanwhile, Kero tries to flap past Amestru, only to be caught bt his tail*
Hey...lemme go, F***er! I didn't do anything wrong!
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 6:53 pm
amestru glares at the dragonling. no one speaks to me in that tone, cub... no one... are you not supposed to be in the stables, working... perhaps I've been too lenient... you have obviously not learned your lesson....
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 6:55 pm
*Snaps at him with his fangs*
Your horse is broken your majesty...and that was the limit on my punishment. Now let me go, jerk!
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 6:58 pm
amestru's eyes glow for a brief moment and luceil finds himself ground tied... unable to move... the wolf king drops him in the dirt and smiles nastily... so ye say... me thinks i need to verify this event for meself... and you will wait here until i return...
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Posted: Sat May 02, 2009 7:02 pm
*Luciel, tied to the ground, emits a stream of curses at the monarch, desribing to some extent his simian ancestry, and analyzing a solitary vice he should practice to the point of expiration*
Note: Drawing heavily upon Kero's voabulary, of course.
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