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Jan. 10th, 2004 02:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morganknightI want to smash something! Roar!
It seems I can't catch a break. Turns out while Stephen was having fun in Rhydin, making friends and influencing people, I'm stuck at a factory opening reception. Mind-numbingly boring, strutting around in a tux making polite talk with a bunch of old snobs with money. And Stephen thinks it's so great to be rich!
I headed home aroun eleven, thinking to run into the mansion, change, and catch up with Stephen in Rhydin before all the girls swooned over him and none were left for me. But no sooner did I put Infinity in the garage and get out than someone hiding behind the pile of crap clonks me over a head with a tire iron. It wasn't a well-aimed blow, but I was seeing stars for a moment. Next thing I know, he tries to shove me down. I'm still conscious, at this point, so I elbow him in the kidney and spin around. And there's a guy, calling out for God to smite me.
I whip out Cross, just in time, 'cuz my water pipes burst and shoot scalding hot water right for my face. I whip Cross into the water, and the magic spatters off, so the water is just *hot* and not *lethal* as it reaches me. Chorister boy discovers that won't work, so he pulls a knife on me. Now, it's too narrow in the garage to use Cross without putting it through a windshield, and I don't really want to kill him, so no guns. So it's me and my Do vs. him and his West Side Story fantasies.
We throw down, and damn, he's good. I take a couple hits to the arms, one to the palm, and a nasty one over the eye before I break his wrist and arm. I boot his ass out and send him crying back to his Tradition, then run the Ten Dragon form to heal myself. Wouldn't you know the forehead cut didn't heal? So off to Rhydin I go, thinking it'll be easier to patch myself up there.
No sooner do I pop into the Moon than I find some guy giving 'Anya, Stephen, and Seamus crap. I know the type instantly -- rich, spoiled prettyboy. We try to get in his face, but he's too dense to know when he should be scared. He pisses on the floor for a while, then heads out.
Turns out Seamus has an escaped slave girl in the kitchen, and Laughing Boy is after her. He runs around back, Seamus bolts in to kick his ass, I run around the outside to intercept. I make an offer to buy the kid, knowing it won't work, and surprise, it didn't. I would have kicked his ass, but I would have had to hurt his horse to do it, and I like horses. So Stephen loads everyone into BS and takes off for Cat's place, with me in tow.
We get to Cat's place, the slave girl is freaking out. Seamus takes her up to his apartment, he and 'Anya work on subduing her. I get stuck on guard duty outside in the below-zero temperatures in case she jumps. They tranq her, I come back in.
So Seamus is an escapee, it turns out. Depression and angst start to set in! I attempt to rally the troops, but I don't think I succeeded so well. We decide we need to do something -- hire lawyers and flex financial muscle. Don shows up and kicks us all into Cat's room.
'Anya sutures my eye up -- remember that? I flirt with her shamelessly, and for a while she seems to be enjoying it. Meanwhile, Cat's revealing in "I have a friend" terms that she needs a dentist, and Stephen says he has a friend who's interested in her. Boneheaded Stephen asks Cat to the dentist! That boy needs serious help.
'Anya suddenly turns mean about the whole flirting thing, keeps saying I'm too young, so I shut up and get my shirt and coat back on. Suddenly Stephen blows a gasket, yelling at us for being stubborn and for giving up too easily -- what? I don't know what he and 'Anya said to each other last night after I left, but I don't know what he thinks I'm giving up on. Frankly, I didn't and still don't know if 'Anya likes me or can't stand me, because she's repressed to the nth degree. After Stephen left we actually had a talk about it, exchanged sob stories. She has to take medicine and avoid magic, or she dies. My soul is stuck in my sword. I told her she needed more laughter and happiness in her life... I still believe that.
This morning I've already been productive, contacting Rhydin restauranteer associations and sending info on to Stephen so he can date Cat. And telling Stephen to date Cat. The idiot has a girl ready and willing to go out with him and he wants to be cautious? About what?! I'd kill to be in his position.
Oh well.
It seems I can't catch a break. Turns out while Stephen was having fun in Rhydin, making friends and influencing people, I'm stuck at a factory opening reception. Mind-numbingly boring, strutting around in a tux making polite talk with a bunch of old snobs with money. And Stephen thinks it's so great to be rich!
I headed home aroun eleven, thinking to run into the mansion, change, and catch up with Stephen in Rhydin before all the girls swooned over him and none were left for me. But no sooner did I put Infinity in the garage and get out than someone hiding behind the pile of crap clonks me over a head with a tire iron. It wasn't a well-aimed blow, but I was seeing stars for a moment. Next thing I know, he tries to shove me down. I'm still conscious, at this point, so I elbow him in the kidney and spin around. And there's a guy, calling out for God to smite me.
I whip out Cross, just in time, 'cuz my water pipes burst and shoot scalding hot water right for my face. I whip Cross into the water, and the magic spatters off, so the water is just *hot* and not *lethal* as it reaches me. Chorister boy discovers that won't work, so he pulls a knife on me. Now, it's too narrow in the garage to use Cross without putting it through a windshield, and I don't really want to kill him, so no guns. So it's me and my Do vs. him and his West Side Story fantasies.
We throw down, and damn, he's good. I take a couple hits to the arms, one to the palm, and a nasty one over the eye before I break his wrist and arm. I boot his ass out and send him crying back to his Tradition, then run the Ten Dragon form to heal myself. Wouldn't you know the forehead cut didn't heal? So off to Rhydin I go, thinking it'll be easier to patch myself up there.
No sooner do I pop into the Moon than I find some guy giving 'Anya, Stephen, and Seamus crap. I know the type instantly -- rich, spoiled prettyboy. We try to get in his face, but he's too dense to know when he should be scared. He pisses on the floor for a while, then heads out.
Turns out Seamus has an escaped slave girl in the kitchen, and Laughing Boy is after her. He runs around back, Seamus bolts in to kick his ass, I run around the outside to intercept. I make an offer to buy the kid, knowing it won't work, and surprise, it didn't. I would have kicked his ass, but I would have had to hurt his horse to do it, and I like horses. So Stephen loads everyone into BS and takes off for Cat's place, with me in tow.
We get to Cat's place, the slave girl is freaking out. Seamus takes her up to his apartment, he and 'Anya work on subduing her. I get stuck on guard duty outside in the below-zero temperatures in case she jumps. They tranq her, I come back in.
So Seamus is an escapee, it turns out. Depression and angst start to set in! I attempt to rally the troops, but I don't think I succeeded so well. We decide we need to do something -- hire lawyers and flex financial muscle. Don shows up and kicks us all into Cat's room.
'Anya sutures my eye up -- remember that? I flirt with her shamelessly, and for a while she seems to be enjoying it. Meanwhile, Cat's revealing in "I have a friend" terms that she needs a dentist, and Stephen says he has a friend who's interested in her. Boneheaded Stephen asks Cat to the dentist! That boy needs serious help.
'Anya suddenly turns mean about the whole flirting thing, keeps saying I'm too young, so I shut up and get my shirt and coat back on. Suddenly Stephen blows a gasket, yelling at us for being stubborn and for giving up too easily -- what? I don't know what he and 'Anya said to each other last night after I left, but I don't know what he thinks I'm giving up on. Frankly, I didn't and still don't know if 'Anya likes me or can't stand me, because she's repressed to the nth degree. After Stephen left we actually had a talk about it, exchanged sob stories. She has to take medicine and avoid magic, or she dies. My soul is stuck in my sword. I told her she needed more laughter and happiness in her life... I still believe that.
This morning I've already been productive, contacting Rhydin restauranteer associations and sending info on to Stephen so he can date Cat. And telling Stephen to date Cat. The idiot has a girl ready and willing to go out with him and he wants to be cautious? About what?! I'd kill to be in his position.
Oh well.
