Dawn of Hospitality
Interruptions, Part III
"Statement: We're not getting any younger-"
"Shut up."
"-And it's a lovely day to do other things-"
"Shut up."
"-so if you would be so kindly as to-"
"Will you please let me concentrate!"
Tai bit his tongue in concentration, gouging the range as best he could. This was it. His last chance, he did this right victory would be his and all would be well. If not…
"Query: Are you going or can I go sit down?"
Taking a breath, he prepared for the go, going over every possible outcome he could think of. Like a computer, his brain calculated his chances when and where, looking for the best chance. Satisfied with his find, he struck forward with a righteous fury that would secure him his victo-.
The little, blue plastic ball zipped across the artificial grass, bounced off of the plastic miniature land raider, and went sailing into the pond.
"Ah come on!" he called, resisting the urge to throw his club at the twirling windmill of death that had been taunting him ever since he had arrived. As he continued muttering to himself, K!113r moved past him, dropped his own little orange ball down, and steadying himself before giving it a light tap. Without missing a beat, he walked forward as it lazily rolled down the incline as he descended the steps next to it. Narrowly missing the crashed Valkyrie, it rolled through the opening, a moment before a windmill blade passed.
On the other side, it came upon the end hole, paused, and then fell in with a satisfying thump. Tai stood, mouth gaping as the Doctor deposited his putter and settled into a bench near the entrance to the course where they had someone waiting somewhat impatiently.
"I thought you guys would never finish!" Tali groaned, idly swinging her legs as the Necron sat beside her.
"Correction: One of us is finished. The other is simply trying to retain whatever honor he thinks he still has left."
"But you still had fun, didn't ya?" she smiled, poking him. "Eh? Ehhhh?"
"Statement: 'Fun' is not in my dictionary," K!113r replied, "But I suppose it was entertaining. Duck."
Yelping, Tali sunk down as a familiar ball went zooming over her head and crashed into a shrub behind them. Both of them turned to glare at the Tau waving sheepishly at them, attempting to hide the club behind his back as he whistled innocently.
"Amused Statement: I'm glad someone around here listens." K!113r noted wryly.
"What'dya mean? People ignore you? You're a walking dispenser of wisdom and knowledge!"
His eyes narrowed a fraction.
"Cautious Query: Is that sarcasm I detect?"
"Maaaybe."
"Observation: Someone has been spending too much time with Xelus."
Having finally given up, Tai joined them and said next time, he would put some real effort into it. They decided to give him a break and let him be in denial in peace while Tali dragged them off in search of another activity center. To both, their chagrin, they heard before they saw Norman, turning a corner to see him chatting with a hulking red dreadnaught demanding alcohol and complaining about wolves.
"Maybe if we act normal-" Tai began.
"My friends!" Norman clasped his hands together as the Astarte hobbled away. "I hope you are enjoying yourselves so far! Miss Daveed, your opinion?"
"Serendipitous, my good sir," Tali replied in a formal tone, thoughtfully tapping her chin, "Might you point us in the direction of some stimulating entertainment?"
"It would by my honor, young madam!" Norman said, giving a bow before looping his arm around hers and beginning to ramble off a list of everything he had done that day and what she might like. As they walked on, her companions stood, dumbstruck.
"I…, she…, what just happened?" Tai asked.
"Answer: I have no idea."
A/N: Feels like I'm starting every time with apologizing for being late, so I think I'll skip it this time. Life can be a pain sometimes and that sometimes means no computer(sadface). On a lighter note, I'll make up the almost definite scattered schedule by letting you choose what you want to see. You can thank RokkitBoyz for that one. So without further ado, a trip down memory lane:
A. Fun in/by the pool.
B. Game room shenanigans.
C. Karaoke.
D. Spa trip.
E. Tennis.
F. Other? (Specify)
Xeno Tyrant- A come on, we know I would never think of harming something so adorable...
SeaofFallingStars- Kudos to planning things out. For my stories things kinda just... happen on their own. I've also started reading your story, but with everything else computer related it's slow going. Interesting first chapter; I'll get to the rest as soon as I can!
Messiah-Emperor- Does comparing the size of their putters count?
WolfPaladin- A tie-breaker in one of their rooms, no doubt. Well since I'm an impatient person wanting to gobble up everything Gaunt's Ghosts I'll go ahead and try and get my hands on the last two novels.
Lost Guy- Kelso embodies many facets of the Dark Gods, but he and Tzeentch meet in the park every Sunday for chess.
Random Zaku Pilot- I didn't actually have a real label for either, but as time went on I guess they made up the decision of who they served for themselves. They like to do things their own way. On the note of aging, Xelus is the junior of the two but neither were around when Horus had Daddy issues.
Lord Farsight- I think he would say 'Feny feny fings.'
BDasher- Grimdark? In MY 40k? Pass.
RokkitBoyz- A-Activites! They were just, ya know, activities...
AK-4142- I like to think I put a bit of realism into my characters, but I find it hard to judge my work. Glad to know I'm doing good and hope I keep doing it!
Imperial Zealot- When I read your review I had just come home from a bad day and was admittedly a bit broody. Then I saw your kind words and things didn't seem so bad all the sudden. Thank you. And as for patriotism; every country has its good and bad, despite what some like to believe. Head high and forever happy, friend!
Bradykins98- New chapter, you say?
