The conclusion to the Swords of Time...(Spree,Deiter,Mistral,Kaz,Larry)

[mistral4543]

(ooc: the suspense is killing you, eh? )


~ Too late does she realise the consequences of her previous action, as she finds herself wrapped in Larry's arms. Try as she does to think of how to extract herself from her compromised position, her mind is a complete blank. Another wave of shock hits her as she finds herself intuitively closing her eyes as he lowers his head to kiss her lips. ~ What is happening to me?… Does he practise sorcery as well?… ~

~ Trembling at the contact, she feels her strength ebbing away and clings on to him desperately. Her heartbeat thunders in her ears and she prays that this spell will soon be broken. ~

[Killing Spree]

ooc: I don't think she'd kill you Larry, though cutting your lips off may cause substantial amounts of bleeding...

Now if we replaced the whole situation with Deiter and Chani, Chani would have shot the bird and Deiter would be looking at it wondering how in the hell a bird got underwater.

Very suave though Larry, very suave.




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"A man who won't die for something is not fit to live."

[Larry_OHF]

ooc...wow...I don't think I have ever had that much effect on my own wife!...your description of that was...well...wow...it is getting rather hot in here...

After an eternity of musical bliss on the highest clouds in the sky on a beautiful spring day...Larry finally drifts back to earth like a decending feather.
Not knowing what to say after such a moving experience, he simply leaned back to the wall to catch his breath and cool down. Trying to hide his shaking hands was like trying to hide an ogre behind his back.

In his mind...he was hoping that somebody or something would come along and bail him out of this silent, nervous predictament...



[This message has been edited by Larry_OHF (edited 10-21-2001).]

[Larry_OHF]

OOC...Sorry everyone...I gotta sleep early tonight...
I was up so late last night and got up early this morning...so I am D.E.A.D.

...

[mistral4543]

~ As she opens her eyes, she sees Larry leaning against the wall, very much immobile, safe for his shaking hands. She feels the blood drain from her face as she notes his reaction anxiously. ~ Why is he so quiet?... Why is he avoiding my gaze?... Can it be?... Can he have been toying with me?... How am I going to face my teachers?!... They warned me so... ~

~ With a sob, she turns and dashes away as fast as her legs can carry her. ~ "Isabeau!" ~ This time, her familiar obediently follows her without hesitation as she scoops up the blades which she had released earlier. ~ Mistress and familiar reach the portal. ~ May I never see his face again... ever...~

~ In a split second, they have disappeared from the palace.~



[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-22-2001).]

[mistral4543]

~ On and on, she sprints, along the familiar streets of the city. Vaguely, she hears the greetings of Luthor and other friendly voices, but she presses on determinedly. ~ The sooner I leave this city of nightmares, the better... ~

~Isabeau leads the way, soaring high in the skies majestically. Occasionally shrieking at her mistress as if to encourage her, she seems to have decided on the path they are to take...before long, they have reached another densely covered forest which Mistral had earlier passed on her way to the KFA restaurant. Satisfied that no living thing, not even Kaz's raven, will be able to detect their presence, Mistral gestures for Isabeau to take a rest with her...~

~ The rest provides no respite for her as her mind begins to drift ~ "I am a young, spirited, crazy man... that loves pranks and games more than the seriousness of life."...Am I one of those women he plays pranks and games with?... ~ Her face turns pale and she experiences a wave of nausea ~ ... Yet I can't believe it... he seemed so shy and sincere... ~ She closes her eyes in despair ~ ... I must leave immediately, or I shall go mad... ~

~ Beckoning to Isabeau, she picks up her swords and flings her bag of holding across her shoulder. The two companions set off once again...~


(ooc: My character does not need to be rescued, so none of you need to go after her Somehow or other, she'll find a way to converge with everyone else again Spree - Let me know if my character's involvement in your subplot is crucial, okie?)



[This message has been edited by mistral4543 (edited 10-22-2001).]

[Larry_OHF]

After the initial shock of watching Mistral run faster than he had ever seen anyone run before...and not understanding why she had left, Larry tries to catch up with her. Yet, he has no idea where she could hae gone. Trying to think of the last few moments with her, to see if he had done something wrong, he could think of nothing. Only the wonderful feeling of having that special someone close by. Did she not want him? It didn't feel that way, only moments ago. Realizing that he would never figure this one out on his own, Larry seeks guidance from somebody else that could help and would care.

"Kaz!!!
Kaz, I need you!
Where in this stinking hell-hole are you!!!
KAAAAAAAAZZZZAAARRRRAAAAAAAAA!!!!"

Larry begins to scream, as he runs down the lonely, dark passageways...

[Kaz]

Yet Kazara did not hear him... in the corner of a dusty little room, the small elf lay slumped in a corner, a black bundle of feathers at her feet. Anybody who looked closely would see her chest faintly moving up and down, although she looked dead from a distance. Even Aerynkoryk seemed still and lifeless.
OOC: Whooee, isn't this fun! And trust me, even if you find me, I won't wake up until this is done.

[This message has been edited by Kaz (edited 10-22-2001).]

[mistral4543]

(ooc: I don't know about you guys/gals but I'm having lots of fun hatching more sub-plots Last post for now, will check much later...)

"You are back, Mistral." ~ The familiar calm voice greets her as she enters the room ~ "When did we last part? It was… eleven years ago, wasn't it? You've certainly grown." ~

She lifts her head to receive the impenetrable gaze of her former tutor. ~ "Yes, Matron Mother Ursula." ~ Her voice shakes a little ~ "I've come to seek a favour of you." ~

"A favour?" Ursula's eyebrows arch slightly ~ "What is it?" ~

"I seek to know where my home is. The Freelight home, that is." ~ Scrutinising Ursula's reaction, she continues ~ "You see, I've discovered my parentage. And since the Freelight home is my birthplace, I wish to… visit it." ~

Ursula watches her former pupil intently, her eyes narrowing. In the ensuing long pause, the room is completely silent. She then leans forward, staring at Mistral with renewed interest. Aloud, she declares ~ "What makes you think I know where your home is? Remember, you were left here from the day you were born. No one wanted you back." ~

Taking a deep breath, Mistral replies ~ "I couldn't help noticing the flash of alarm that streaked across your face, Matron Mother. You taught me to look out for such signs, naturally… and I'm inclined to think that my father must have come to you on his last trip to discover my whereabouts. I'm also willing to wager that he left his family address with you, just in case I did return to visit you." ~

~ In one of the rare moments of her life, Ursula bursts into genuine laughter ~ "Well done, Mistral! I'm glad that you've managed to retain your wits and temper. Come, take a seat beside me and we shall discuss this matter to your satisfaction…" ~

[Larry_OHF]

Larry ran along, pushing guards out of the way, then turning and asking them if they had seen Kaz. One of them gave him a bit of help, and directed him to a particular hallway. Larry began searching each room until he found an old library, or something. He almost passed it by, but then he caught a glimpse of a small form laying on the ground. He ran over, and observed an apparently dead friend. Closer examination proved she in fact lived, as did the small raven that kept a mental connection with her. Larry concluded that she had slipped into some sort of comma, or deep sleep. Picking her and the bird up, he carried them back to her room, and placed her on it. Then, he ordered the guards to locate Spree and Deiter.
Larry sat back down at Kaz's bedside, and began to cry. He figured that he had better do that before Spree got there.