> Whump! The house shudders as something hits the roof...an unearthly
> shriek shatters windows that had survived the shaking, and a blast of
> hot air billows in.
>
> Lisa's voice can be heard above the odd growling and hissing noises
> "Stop it you two! There's plenty of Thai Sauce to go around."
>
> Whappp! Whappp!
>
> A giant snout appears in the empty window, and Lisa slides down it
> trailing a large sullen gargoyle, who quickly turns and snarls.
> Source's dragon, who had been looking a bit sheepish, scowls and
> inhales deeply...
>
> Whapp! Whapp!
>
> Sym quiets down and pointedly turns his back to the dragon, who
> subsides with a choking sigh.
>
> Looking at Sourcerer with wide dark eyes, she states indignantly
> "Stole your dragon? No such thing. He was hungry, that's all, and he
> loves the hot peanut sauce - sez it makes his flames turn cool
> colors..." she trails off.
>
> "And besides", she adds distractedly, absently toys with the small
> black whip in her hands, "after Nightfly started playing with his cue
> all the other punks left and, well, a ride a-dragonback seemed like a
> good idea at the time..."
>
> Abruptly snapping her attention back to them she finishes "Well, here
> he is, back safe and sound." Looking at the broken glass and plaster
> dust she adds "Makes a bit of a mess, doesn't he?"
>
> "I'll send the house-daemons up once I've taken care of Sym." All
> toothy grins, Sym looks up and they see a small puncture wound under
> one eye. He grabs his mistress's hand, and throws a triumphant look
> back at the disconsolate dragon.
Lisa grrrl reminds herself to be especially kind to sym. Perhaps an
extra portion of Thai peanut sauce(tm) - extra hot. And neo-sporin for
the puncture wound (wasn't bad enough for the ministrations of a
med-daemon). It didn't look all that bad but you never know with .edus
some of them can cause nasty infections. Poor creature! It wasn't often
that a puny edu slipped out of its grasp. The damn thing had
surprised sym. It coulda happened to anybody but sym's pride was hurt
more than anything else. Perhaps that was why it had been so
disconsolate when Lisa grrrl had taken Sourcerer's dragon for an
evening flight. Ye treats were definitly in order, preferably
deep-fried w/plenty of ketchup & TPS. There would be other
opportunities.
> Shortly thereafter, Poly's Retreat is set to rights and things return
> to relative normalcy, except for what sounds suspiciously like a
> plaintive rumble rattling the occasional window.
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Zeitgeyser - the Old Faithful of pop culture
"Unity is always at least two"
(Buckminster Fuller)
The trouble with anarchy is that it
ALWAYS degenerates into government (me, heehee)
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