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On his way to dinner from the fields (he really needed to apologize to Phix for the shouting) Al swung by the centaur quarters to escort Daisy to dinner. She was there, standing in her room – he couldn’t bring himself to call it a stall with the level of luxury. ”Ready to go to dinner, love?” He sai...

“PHIX! PHIX, WHERE ARE YOU, DAMNIT!” Al walked into the great room in a seriously disturbed frame of mind. The normally calm and collected Englishman was in a fine panic at present, because a bit of mythology had come to mind after his second trip to the range. After parting with Greg on their retur...

“Greg, this is simply daft. I’ve never seen anything like it.” Spread on the table in the room Neil had adopted as a command post was Chryso, the modified .303, with the targets Al had recently shot arrayed below it. Greg lifted each, examining it with the eye of a connoisseur before putting it down...

It had been an entirely too eventful day, Al thought to himself. The early morning, then the whole scene with Emerauld in the glade was more than he cared to think about right now. Daisy had gone feral when they’d gotten back and gone to the centaur quarters to rest – the stress of that meeting had ...

Re: I Don't Want To Change The World" was thinking "Crazy Train" myself, but that will do nicely....very nicely.

It "was" Friday the 13th, and I snuggled my mostly black kitty(the neighbours all black one was having none of my friendly shenanigans, despite his siblings claiming me best friend, and the tasty treats I left them), opened umbrellas in the house, walked under two ladders, and called six ...

Weddong? What wedding?

Who cares - this is the best damn house party EVER!

More seriously, it is difficult to tell the players without a scorecard, but it is moving along nicely.

Emerauld sensed that the scroll had been activated – her punishment and its executors were coming. Finishing quickly the task in hand she awaited those she had offended. The place was perfect for their meeting – a place they could speak, neutral to all, and one that time would heal from the trauma o...

Breakfast over and two cups of good coffee under his belt, Al was feeling physically contented, but the events of early morning preyed upon his mind still. While he was functional and able to compartmentalize away the pain, the clashing thoughts would not go away. Thinking a bit of meditation might ...

{DInky And I are working together on the next sequences - so where you see my name, read both} Now feeling like an outsider... worse, a rogue, Emerauld shadowstepped into the manor and sensing the monster, decided it would be the most likely place they would find this. Tying the scroll to the door ...

Author's Note: I just couldnt leave the poor bastard out there.... Alan Daisy quietly backed out of the room, closing the door quietly behind her. In the hall stood Greg and Neil, the look on both their faces obviously asking the same question. They’d been briefed by the house’s news system – Rosali...

Part 3 of 3 - Avoid if you skipped the first two. Al staggered into the kitchen from the back door, and Rosalita gasped. He was sheet white, unsteady, and looked like a man in the throes of a heart attack. Al stammered out “Where is Daisy?” and stared at her. Edward looked in, and immediately came ...

Post 2 of 3 - please avoid if you avoided the first I left the house, lugging my burden of food. I’d also begged some needles and sewing notions from the chambermaid, figuring they’d go well considering the difficulty of making them. I left Glytch behind – I had a feeling that this was not going to...

AUTHOR NOTE: PLEASE READ: This post and my next two are going to concern the crisis of the warrior and his regard for himself despite the filthy business he is in. I've talked to Sarge about this and he agrees with me and how I am presenting this - but it is not happy reading. Those of a sensitive ...

"Sergeant Gregory - shall we proceed to breakfast?" "One moment, first - we need to have a word with our young friend." Greg got serious, as did Al. In a situation like they'd had two nights ago, a minute's hesitation could be a disaster, and delay an effective response. So far t...

mumble mumble elf...mumble mumble couldn't do that BEFORE I got dressed and left behind the hot redhead...thanks...

"WAKEY WAKEY...TIME TO MOVE SOME SNOW! UP AND OUT, YOU LOT! TIME TO GET OFF YOUR ARSES AND EARN YOUR TEA AND BISCUITS!" With this, and clad in the outergear he'd providentially packed, Al headed for the hall to the main room and kitchen leaving behind a shaken but recovering Daisy. She'd b...

jwhouk wrote:"They could always be used as cannon fodder..."

Or give them to the caterer...for canapes.

jwhouk wrote:(Well, except for that one time... okay, make it two...)

Leave the damn Rabbit out of it...


You blow up a nuclear powered device one time...just ONE time...and they never let you forget it!

{Author's note: Salutation to all veterans today - and thank you!} Breakfast the next morning was a rather subdued affair, with very heavy demands on the coffee supply. Poor Rosalita was forced to dig out the coffeemaker normally used for functions and press it into service - and the quality of the ...