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Post by Zeffa! on Mar 26, 2008 22:08:29 GMT -8
"There's a spell for that?" asked Armil incrediously before flinching from a kick delivred by the nearly-forgotten fae. "You'll need a mar powerful majick than tha' ter stop the pain if'n ye don't untangle me!" snapped the most impatient thing for miles. With only a little difficulty Aramil manged to untwine the orange and blue sprite from his head. The none-too-pleased Gimblefire sent a Raspberry in the boy's direction before flying off into the tall grass. (( I figured that'd be a more creative way of reacting to Silent's revelation than admitting I made a mistake. )) "Is there any magic to make him not so grumpy?" asked the elfling, rubbing the sore spot on his head a bit and walking toward the tavern door again.
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Post by silentstranger on Mar 27, 2008 7:03:38 GMT -8
Tumbleweed giggled at the two arguing and nodded her head. "Speaking of brushng hair..." She patted the purple halo stuck to her head. "I could use a bit of that too." She pulled her ponytail down and flew over to Dark. She plopped down on the table and looked up to the beautiful woman. "Help me please."
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Post by Dark Beauty on Mar 27, 2008 10:46:36 GMT -8
Dark laughed her ringing laugh at Aramil's questions. "Well, there is a spell that can make the pain less and the tangles easier get rid of, but no, I cannot get Gimblefyre to be a lovely gentleman." She followed him inside. At Tumbleweed's comment, Dark's eyes had widened. "A pixie? Asking for a hair brushing?" Sugarplum and Fizzle gasped in horror at the doorway.
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Post by silentstranger on Mar 27, 2008 13:39:02 GMT -8
Tumbleweed nodded. I usually don't want one, and I usually don't need one either, but magic really tickles me...litterally. Nobody ever uses magic on me in a good way though." She shot a small glare at Jaryd. "So I can never enjoy it."
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Post by Detrevni on Mar 27, 2008 22:00:45 GMT -8
Jaryd tuned in to the local conversation.
"I could make him less grouchy for a while... though he wouldn't be in the best of moods when he woke up."
Jaryd ignored the glare from the fairy. "Magic tickles, eh? I don't remember you laughing last time it was used on you." His eyes glinted with a hint of amusement.
"So what do you people do with your free time around here?"
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Post by Dark Beauty on Mar 28, 2008 8:04:20 GMT -8
Sugarplum shrugged. "Anythin' we jolly well please! Exceptin' burnin' the buildin's doon. Pretty Lady here doesn't take too kindly to tha' idea."
Dark chuckled, then turned to Jaryd. "We have our separate pass-times that we enjoy here. We do what we want to do. What kind of things do you like to do?" As she spoke, she gathered a miniscule amount of will power and walked over to Tumbleweed. She whispered the word "soften" and touched the pixie's head with her index finger. She then began to carefully brush the pixie's hair with her fingernails. No need for a brush - the pixie was much too small to do that.
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Post by silentstranger on Mar 28, 2008 15:56:57 GMT -8
Tumbleweed began to smile. Then her eyes closed as she tried to contain the enormous bubbles of giggles that ached to be released. When her face turned purple she lost it. The purple haired pixie clutched her stomach and rocked back and forth on her bottom, eventually ending up on her back and thrashing from the tingle and tickling running all through her body. "Oh-hahahaha- Thank you-ahahaha!" She continued to laugh and roll around.
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Post by Zeffa! on May 20, 2008 9:54:27 GMT -8
Gimblefyre scoffed at the wimmenfolk and their pride in their appearance, having mysteriously reappeared from the grasslands, dignity returned... at least for now. "What does tha' getchya anyhoo? Nothin'! Everything's joost goin' ter get messied up agin, an' you'll have wasted yer time," Gimblefyre begins, folding his arms
Aramil didn't voice the support he felt for this statement, simply glad that someone else was stupid enough to ask it. He smiled, big green eyes looking to Jaryd and Dark, seeing what they had to say on the matter.
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Post by Dark Beauty on May 20, 2008 11:50:13 GMT -8
Dark turned happily to the fae, a lovely smile fixed on her face. "Because, dear one," she said in a very light and matter-of-fact tone, "if you do not clean up the mess before it gets messier, than it will explode. You didn't know that?" She looked at Jeryd, her eyes wide and innocent. "Isn't that right? The laws of nature demand that if too much matter accumulates in any given spot, especially if that matter is dirty, than the matter spontaniously combusts."
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Post by Raiku on May 20, 2008 14:52:07 GMT -8
Aegis nodded, agreeing with Dark's explanation. Clearly, that had to be the explanation for explosions. Just too much of something in one spot. Unhealthy, to be sure.
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Post by Zeffa! on May 20, 2008 17:31:43 GMT -8
Gimble looked at Aegis, then to Dark, trying to think this through. He held a knuckle thoughtfully to his lips, frowning at the floor far below him. "Well.. a.. acourse, everyone knoos tha' much, that's joost the way of things," he replied after some careful thinking. "But, how much is too much now?"
Aramil sighed at gullible gimble. Guess the elf's question would never be answered. Things don't just explode because they're dirty, otherise mounds of dirt would just burst into flame... Wait.. Volcanoes are big mounds of dirt that burst into flame... ! The boy's eyes widened before he stood up and rushed into the kitchen suddenly!
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Post by silentstranger on May 20, 2008 19:02:05 GMT -8
Tumbleweed rolled away from Dark and pulled her hair into a sloppy ponytail, then looked quite confused tward the kitchen.
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Post by Detrevni on May 20, 2008 22:57:06 GMT -8
Jaryd chuckled inwardly at the naivety of the folk running about worrying about exploding mounds of dirt. He wouldn't ruin Dark's fun at this point.. but He definitely wanted to be round when they found out the truth.
"Of course that's right," he lied, "My magic being more scientific in nature lets me observe such things more closely than you thought possible and that particular truth is one of many that I've encountered."
His face was perfectly composed, but the man was raoring with laughter inside.
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Post by Dark Beauty on May 21, 2008 6:33:59 GMT -8
Dark smiled sweetly as she turned to Gimble, having finished with Tumbleweed's hair. "You see, Gimblefyre, darling? I don't know the exact amount of just how much is too much - perhaps our friend here does," she said, motioning to Jaryd. "However, we would not want to try to push our luck, would we?" She looked around, her face pulled into a worried pout. "Now, where did Aramil suddenly disappear to, I wonder?"
Fizzle and Sugarplum were gaping at each other in horror, unable to move from their spot in the doorway.
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Post by Zeffa! on May 22, 2008 9:50:16 GMT -8
Midway through scrubbing his arms with soap, Aramil came to the realization that he wasn't nearly as dirty as a volcano. He stared at the bar of soap warily now, like a competant opponent in a fencing match, making clear judgements in hismind about the necessity of the object.
"Well ah dunna think tha' a wee little thing like me could possibly gather enough dert ta explode a' all. Ah mean, I could if'n ah really set me mind to it, but tha's only if I want ter try it. B'sides, I ne'er saw any a me kinsfolk e'er explode." replied Gimblefyre in a tone appropriate for a scientific debate. Suddenly a thought crossed his mind and he flew over to the tavern counter, peering at the brightly colored bottles on the wall shelves.
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