Disclaimer: Once again, i don't own anything in this story, Elaine
Cunningham does
though!
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Liriel woke the next morning with a dull pounding inside her head, and her whole body feeling slightly numb. She sat up and surveyed her surroundings. She appeared to be inside a home, though none like she had ever seen before. Bright sunlight shone through the windows, warming the plush green carpet that covered the floor, and various objects sat inside the kitchen next to her, and in the room in front of her.
Fyodor lay next to an overstuffed armchair, snoring loudly. Liriel watched as he shifted to a more comfortable position, hitting the arm chair with a loud ! Liriel smiled at him as she tried to recall what had happened. Her thoughts were interrupted when an ebony skinned hand rested on her shoulder.
Quicker than the eye could blink, Liriel had a dagger out, and pressed against the intruder's throat. Quicker than the eye could think of blinking, a diamond hand grabbed the knife blade and squeezed, effectively dulling the razor edges.
Liriel gasped and dropped the ruined blade, staring as the drow she had met in Luskan turned to face her. "You slept well?" he questioned with a blank face. Liriel began preparing a spell, cautious of this drow's intentions. She realized after a while that he awaited an answer and nodded.
"What are your intentions stranger?" she asked with a tone of command.
The drow smiled warmly and spread his arms. "Please, as I have told you, I am called Yen'rathe, and be assured I do not mean to harm you in any way." Liriel relaxed slightly at this. The drow did not appear to be an immediate threat, and his tone of voice was warm and comforting.
"Why are we here?" Liriel asked.
"Trust me, you will know in time. What I will tell you now is that you are in the future. The year 2026 to be exact." Liriel mentally gasped. The future? How can that be possible? Liriel did have to admit that nothing in the house had ever been in her time. It was fairly obvious.
A moment of silence passed, then Liriel finally had to ask, "Your arm... it's..... what happened?"
"Accident." Yen'rathe replied simply. "It's called a biomechanical arm, which means it is made of artificial parts, but still is a part of me." He held the arm up for Liriel to inspect. Looking a bit closer, Liriel could barely make out tiny veins running throughout the whole assembly. "I can feel anything a normal being would feel except for temperature and pain," Yen'rathe went on.
A sizeable grumble caused both of the elves to look at Liriel's stomach. "Hungry?" Yen'rathe asked with a grin. Liriel nodded and went to wake up Fyodor. Both walked into the kicthen five minutes later when Fyodor had received a briefing on the situation.
Fyodor watched as Yen'rathe moved about the kitchen, cracking eggs into a bowl, mixing a frozen orange substance with water, and laying strips of meat into a pan. Yen'rathe took the pan and set it on the stove, turning the heat on medium.
Fyodor looked at the circles on the ceramic top and questioned, "This device provides heat for your food?"
"Correct," Yen'rathe answered as he poured vegetable oil into another pan and turned another burner to medium. He pointed at the circle which became red in seconds. We use a power called electricity to heat metal coils enough to cook our food." Liriel and Fyodor seemed confused. Yen'rathe decided to put it simpler. "You've seen what lightning does right?" Both nodded. "We harness something similar to lightning and use it to heat our food, for entertainment, and mobility." He pointed to his diamond arm. "My arm uses electricity powered motors, which spin, to make it move around."
"Curious," Liriel said.
"Fascinating!" Fyodor exclaimed. While breakfast was being prepared, Yen'rathe continued to explain to Liriel and Fyodor how things in the future worked and what they did. Fyodor seemed to have trouble looking away from the TV.
"That looks done!" Yen'rathe exclaimed as he picked up a piece of bacon between two diamond fingers and stirred the eggs with a spatula in the other hand. He tossed a couple bacon pieces on each plate he had set out, and added an even portion of eggs. He filled up three glasses with orange juice and set one at each plate. "Enjoy!"
All three dove into the meal with hearty appetites, with comments coming from Fyodor and Liriel.
"Delicious meat!"
"Fabulous eggs! What is your secret?"
"All I did was scramble them......"
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Okay, wierd stopping point. But I thought that this chapter had gone on long enough. N e ways, please write a review for me! A nice one mind you.........
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Liriel woke the next morning with a dull pounding inside her head, and her whole body feeling slightly numb. She sat up and surveyed her surroundings. She appeared to be inside a home, though none like she had ever seen before. Bright sunlight shone through the windows, warming the plush green carpet that covered the floor, and various objects sat inside the kitchen next to her, and in the room in front of her.
Fyodor lay next to an overstuffed armchair, snoring loudly. Liriel watched as he shifted to a more comfortable position, hitting the arm chair with a loud ! Liriel smiled at him as she tried to recall what had happened. Her thoughts were interrupted when an ebony skinned hand rested on her shoulder.
Quicker than the eye could blink, Liriel had a dagger out, and pressed against the intruder's throat. Quicker than the eye could think of blinking, a diamond hand grabbed the knife blade and squeezed, effectively dulling the razor edges.
Liriel gasped and dropped the ruined blade, staring as the drow she had met in Luskan turned to face her. "You slept well?" he questioned with a blank face. Liriel began preparing a spell, cautious of this drow's intentions. She realized after a while that he awaited an answer and nodded.
"What are your intentions stranger?" she asked with a tone of command.
The drow smiled warmly and spread his arms. "Please, as I have told you, I am called Yen'rathe, and be assured I do not mean to harm you in any way." Liriel relaxed slightly at this. The drow did not appear to be an immediate threat, and his tone of voice was warm and comforting.
"Why are we here?" Liriel asked.
"Trust me, you will know in time. What I will tell you now is that you are in the future. The year 2026 to be exact." Liriel mentally gasped. The future? How can that be possible? Liriel did have to admit that nothing in the house had ever been in her time. It was fairly obvious.
A moment of silence passed, then Liriel finally had to ask, "Your arm... it's..... what happened?"
"Accident." Yen'rathe replied simply. "It's called a biomechanical arm, which means it is made of artificial parts, but still is a part of me." He held the arm up for Liriel to inspect. Looking a bit closer, Liriel could barely make out tiny veins running throughout the whole assembly. "I can feel anything a normal being would feel except for temperature and pain," Yen'rathe went on.
A sizeable grumble caused both of the elves to look at Liriel's stomach. "Hungry?" Yen'rathe asked with a grin. Liriel nodded and went to wake up Fyodor. Both walked into the kicthen five minutes later when Fyodor had received a briefing on the situation.
Fyodor watched as Yen'rathe moved about the kitchen, cracking eggs into a bowl, mixing a frozen orange substance with water, and laying strips of meat into a pan. Yen'rathe took the pan and set it on the stove, turning the heat on medium.
Fyodor looked at the circles on the ceramic top and questioned, "This device provides heat for your food?"
"Correct," Yen'rathe answered as he poured vegetable oil into another pan and turned another burner to medium. He pointed at the circle which became red in seconds. We use a power called electricity to heat metal coils enough to cook our food." Liriel and Fyodor seemed confused. Yen'rathe decided to put it simpler. "You've seen what lightning does right?" Both nodded. "We harness something similar to lightning and use it to heat our food, for entertainment, and mobility." He pointed to his diamond arm. "My arm uses electricity powered motors, which spin, to make it move around."
"Curious," Liriel said.
"Fascinating!" Fyodor exclaimed. While breakfast was being prepared, Yen'rathe continued to explain to Liriel and Fyodor how things in the future worked and what they did. Fyodor seemed to have trouble looking away from the TV.
"That looks done!" Yen'rathe exclaimed as he picked up a piece of bacon between two diamond fingers and stirred the eggs with a spatula in the other hand. He tossed a couple bacon pieces on each plate he had set out, and added an even portion of eggs. He filled up three glasses with orange juice and set one at each plate. "Enjoy!"
All three dove into the meal with hearty appetites, with comments coming from Fyodor and Liriel.
"Delicious meat!"
"Fabulous eggs! What is your secret?"
"All I did was scramble them......"
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Okay, wierd stopping point. But I thought that this chapter had gone on long enough. N e ways, please write a review for me! A nice one mind you.........