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Twenty-Five Episodes Re-posted!
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- Nicci
Episode 025: Pancakes and Gloom?!
Who Needs Seconds?!!
Lina sighed blinking awake and peering over the side of the bed at the contently sleeping swordsman.
"Morning, Gourry." She yawned.
"Food?" Gourry asked questioningly, popping up and looking at her.
Lina grinned hopping out of the bed. "Race ya!"
Filia glared at the ceiling darkly, ignoring the sunlight pooling into the room from the small window. Last night she had been in shock, this morning, after having all night to think about it, she was outraged.
He fiancé was snoring beside her, just as he had been when she came in last night, wanting desperately to talk to someone. She glared at him, turning back to glaring at the ceiling with a huff.
With an irritated growl she stood to her feet, briefly feeling a pang of sadness for her missing cloak and skirt, then she left.
Today she could really use some rest and relaxation…
Jarrek popped up at the sound of the door closing, a swarmy grin adorning his features.
"If Fifi's stressed, then she's off to see the masseuse!" He tittered with vile glee. "And in that case, so am I!"
"Good morning you two…" Cruz stated in a melancholy tone as he pulled out a set of chairs for them.
"Hey!" Gourry asked, noting his gloom ridden expression. "What's wrong with you? You're normally so chipper… or shocked… or something…"
Lina arched a brow, and decided to go along with it, If it was important to Gourry. "Is it a girl?"
Cruz shook his head sadly.
"Are you hungry?" Gourry offered kindly.
Lina batted him on the head as Cruz shook his head again.
"Money problems?" Lina offered sincerely.
Cruz shook his head again. "No, I finally have all the money I need, and more, but I still can't have what I want."
Lina nodded sympathetically. "I know just how you feel. No matter how much money I acquired I could never buy a Claire Bible manuscript. And what's worse, the one time I did get to see it, I was being chased by Gavv the Demon Dragon King, so I only got to ask it about defeating Gavv, their was so much more I wanted to know, you know? And now this one's going to Zelgadiss…"
Gourry stared as Lina joined Cruz in his blue cloud of gloom and rolled his eyes.
"Hey! Lina!" He stated shaking her, but to no avail. "Come on, Lina! Snap out of it!"
"I mean it's the only Robin Eggs Blue rabbit in the world, as far as I can tell…" Cruz whined sullenly. "And all I've ever wanted was a jacket made from one, and now there's one on this ship but I can't seem to find it! And that physic woman seems to have disappeared!"
Gourry and Lina starred at him, Gourry's hands still in shaking position on Lina's shoulders.
"A Robin Eggs Blue, rabbit skin coat?" They echoed.
"Well it can't be very warm." Gourry stated rationally as Lina just continued to stare at Cruz.
"Wait!" She cried catching onto something else he'd said. "Did you say Yade was gone?"
Cruz nodded, sinking to floor, causing the other tables to stare. "Yes, it's all fell apart."
Lina and Gourry shared a look, and then rolled their eyes.
"Hey Cruz!" Lina yelled.
"Yes?" He asked questioningly.
"Pull yourself together." She ordered, crossing her arms in disgust. "You're a waiter, now wait!"
"R… right!" He replied, hopping to his feet and reading his peacock quill. "For the lady?"
Lina grinned. "Pancakes! Lots and lots of pancakes! And some pomegranate juice! A whole pitcher of it."
"And for the gentleman?" Cruz asked, not batting an eye at the absurd request.
"I'll have the same!" Gourry replied easily.
"Right away." Cruz replied heading away.
"Hey, Lina…" Gourry asked cautiously. "Isn't this a buffet?"
Lina smirked. "Why yes is Gourry, But I really didn't want to hear about him wanting to skin Lokkin and make him into a coat before I eat my breakfast."
"Ah." Gourry nodded, before looking at her confused. "Wait, who's Lokkin?"
"Ow! Lina!"
Filia sighed wandering over to the receptionist desk, taking in the mascara stained, and red rimmed eyes of the receptionist.
"Oh." Filia murmured sadly. "I'm sorry, but I was coming to get a massage."
"Let me guess." She sated morosely. "Man troubles?"
Filia nodded sadly and the receptionist through her head back and choked out a laugh and a sob. "You and me both, sister. Here, just take it."
Filia gave a weak smile, taking the room key from her. "Thank you, I hope it works out."
The receptionist this time let out a snort and a sob. "Not likely, he never told me he was engaged…"
Filia looked sadly down at the bawling receptionist and patted her gently on the back. "And I though Xelloss was bad. You poor thing."
Filia grinned, standing back. "You know what you need?"
The receptionist looked weakly up at her, shaking her head sadly.
Filia's grin widened as she pulled out her mace hugging it to her face, as the receptionist watched in stunned awe. "One of these! This way you can keep them in line!"
"What's your name?" Filia asked, commandingly.
"M… Marissa…" She replied, still in awe. How did she lift that thing?
"Well, Marissa." Filia stated, handing her a card. "This is my shop. Jilias and Gravos are watching the original branch. I want you to stop in when you get a chance. We have plenty of these, and the nicest pottery, I made it myself!"
Marissa nodded weakly and Filia smiled, giving a little wave and turning away. "Nice to meet you, Marissa!"
Marissa stared at the card blankly. "Did she just hit on me?"
Marissa smiled to herself, tucking the card away. She'd definitely stop in and check out this shop!
Xelloss chuckled, watching the scene, his masseuse outfit and… accessories… already in place.
"Ah, just the woman I was looking for." The would be suave voice of Jarrek stated from behind, him.
"Who me?" Xelloss asked in his affected feminine tone, turning to veiw the sleazy dragon as he pointed to himself warily. Oh dear… well now I know this disguise is good!
"Yes you." He stated, coolly, meeting Xelloss' closed eyes, which were rolling as he spoke. "I'm afraid we haven't met… yet… And I was hoping to rectify that."
Xelloss arched a brow, letting out a feminine titter. "Oh my! You are bold!"
Jarrek grinned, puffin out his chest. "I have been told."
Xelloss tittered again a mischievous smirk forming. "Say! I have an idea, why we get to know each other more over one of my special massages!"
Jarrek grinned. "That's sounds… lovely."
"Say, Lina." Gourry sated through a mouthful of pancakes. "Wouldn't Amelia and Zelgadiss be here by now?"
"You're right, Gourry." Lina agreed through her own mouthful of pancakes, taking a big swig of her pomegranate juice to wash it down. "Huh, you know. Something doesn't sit right with that too me."
Gourry swallowed, meeting her dark gaze. "Me either."
Lina nodded, his agreement being all she needed. "Let's go check it out."
"Right this way, Big boy!" Xelloss ushered, Jarrek entering the room before him as Xelloss locked the door.
"Now lie down!" He coached gently, his feminine tone seductively airy.
"Ah so you like to lead you?" Jarrek commented, pulling off his shirt and his pants boldly, causing Xelloss' smile to tighten slightly. "That's all right, I like a woman who knows what she wants."
"Oh my!" Xelloss stated, cheerily, pulling some leather straps out of no where. "Then you're really going to like this! Now on the bed you!"
Jarrek grinned lying back as Xelloss twirled one of the straps seductively. "Now put your hands above your head!"
Jarrek nodded eagerly, placing both hands back as far they would go as Xelloss wandered around the back of the bed to meet them, fasting each one to something the dragon couldn't see, something in his mistress' palace.
"Now the feet!" Xelloss stated cheerily.
Jarrek nodded eagerly, pointing his toes as far as they would go as Xelloss also tied them to the same place, physics wouldn't be allowing Jarrek's escape anytime soon.
"Okay!" Xelloss finished, his grin nearly giving him away. "Now I have to go grab some special oil! I'll be right back!"
Jarrek let out a pleased snort. "Oh! You are amazing!"
"I know!" Xelloss chimed cheerily, closing the door behind him.
He grinned staring at the door across from him. "And now it's your turn Filia."