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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 7:29 am
Laughter, male and female drifts across the rapidly fading link and a sense of comfortable companionship, laced with an underlying eagerness, assaults his senses. Ah, well, maybe she doesn't need you trying to connect with her just now.......
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 7:33 am
*Kero immediately withdraws his power, shivering...and turns his attention towards other personal things...looking in on Tes...checking up on Rhea...finally, after about two hours, he moves back to Tam and Bez...seeing them just fine, he turns away...when that same uncanny feeling of eyes on his neck warns him again, and he wheels around*
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 7:35 am
To see Crash, standing there, hat in hand, shivering. He is covered with suds and a soggy mess. "M..M..Master Cat... come quick..."
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 7:38 am
*Kero immediately follows him, darting after the brownie with a mixture of fear and anxiety*
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 7:47 am
Crash leads him straight to the laundry room, a vast echoing chamber crisscrossed with so many lines it looks like an enormous spider's web. Tubs are knocked over all over the place and there up in the middle of the whole mess is Bash, rolled up in a bungee cord, like the spider's snack.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 7:48 am
*Quickly unsheathing his claws, Kero cuts the brownie free*
What happened?
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 7:55 am
Crash shakes his head. "Master Keva gave us these bouncy cords to help us move around..."
"Only we moved a bit too much..." groans Bash rubbing his head. He has a knot on his skull that is visible to the naked eye and quite a few bruises.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 7:57 am
*Glowing gold, Kero heals the brownie...then goes and chalks up the incident in a small book he's keeping for the young fox...things he's done right...and things he's done wrong...*
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 8:13 am
The next morning, breakfast is served sans a table cloth and with old faded napkins. The serving girl explains that there was a mishap in the laundry the night before and things simply aren't dry yet.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 8:16 am
*Kero cares not, slowly eating his breakfast, then goes to the kitchens....stopping, he shifts down to a cub's form, and hides, pulling quick pranks on Champhy...including a bucket of water...the swapping of pepper and salt in their shakers...and a few other odd and end pranks*
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 11:49 am
The perpetrator of the highjinx is knowingly sniffed out by a rather striking silver fox who comes up behind him so quietly, he is taken completely by surprise when the creature clears it throat.
"And you wanted to know why I wasn't afraid of you when ye sniffed out our prank. Ye've taught me all yer best, Uncle Kero and all through example. But don't ye think we should let Cahmphy catch her breath a bit. I mean I do want supper being served at a decent hour tonight and not after most of us have gone to bed."
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 1:01 pm
*Jumping at the Kitsune's voice, Kero manages to land right in front of a shocked waterhorse...the remnants of the last spell he cast still flickering feebly around him*
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 4:05 pm
It doesn't take long for Champhy to put two and twe together and she is soon chasing the cub around the kitchen with her spoon. Keva hops up off the floor to a point of safety and watching the shenanigans with a vulpine grin.
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 5:51 pm
*Fleeing from Champhy, Kero trips over his tail, going sprawling...stopping right in front of her*
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 5:57 pm
The horse stares at him for all of two seconds, probably the longest 2 seconds in history, then she begins to lift the spoon over her head, only to dissolve into a fit of laughter, laughing so hard she practically doubles over where she stands. "I... I... I haven't had so much fun in ages... where has all the years gone..." she wheezes propping her self up on her work table.
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