Fragile as glass
Disclaimer: I do not own LXG or any of its characters. Or do I??? HaHa!
Authors Note: Just have a hell of a time.
"Honey, could you leave?" The maid gave Skinner a kiss on lips before sliding off his lap, "Thanks luv." Skinner kicked out the chair in front of him, "sit down young man." Sawyer sits down with his elbows on his knees and his chin on his knuckles.
"The only bloody thing that understands women is God. Not even women themselves understand themselves." He reaches over for his beer to take a sip, "Now. Let's cut to the chase. It's about Mina."
Sawyer lifts up his head smileing, "I guess it's a well known fact."
"You're a young mortal. She's a freaky immortal." Skinner takes off his hat and scratches his bald white scalp. "I guess because she was married before it's all fun and flings now."
Sawyer sits up straight, "So you're saying. She doesn't want to lose anyone else, like her husband." He stands up, sending the chair backwards onto the floor. "Shit Skinner. I know what to do." He runs to the doorway, "Thanks!"
Skinner raises his glass at Sawyer's direction, "God help you chum!"
"You have a very big heart. Considering no one could ever see it, Mr. Skinner." The voice came from the chair formally occupied by Sawyer. "But he'll never quit." Skinner dropped his glass; it chipped on the wood floor, "Allen?" His face is shaved and cloths changed, "If you weren't going to finish that drink I would of."
Skinner shakes his head, "Africa really didn't let you die." Skinner stood up and wobbled over to Allen's side of the table. "Yes Mr. Skinner. And Africa really allowed you to get tanked up." Skinner smiled at his late friend with opened arms, "How about it Geezer!" Allen puts his foot into Skinner's stomach, "No thank you."
Skinner smiles wickedly and steps up on the table, "Hey everyone!" The other occupants, some sober and some not, looked up to the very white man. "This man, my buddy died and is now he's back." They look around clueless at each other except for the elder men.
"Skinner," Skinner looks down at Allen, "Most of them only know very little kings English." Skinner puts his hands on hips, "Oh well. To make it short and simple, a fire party tonight. For my friend"
That the others understood with cheers and smiles as they left to spread word.
*******
Henry dropped the empty vile with his jacket and vest as he climbed up the hot rocks. His back grew a hump, his arms swelled up in muscles tearing up the shirt, his face became two sided and his voice got deeper. After a few more mutations, Hyde's running and jumping rock to rock to high elevation. "Thank You Henry! This will be a great Odyssey for us."
Disclaimer: I do not own LXG or any of its characters. Or do I??? HaHa!
Authors Note: Just have a hell of a time.
"Honey, could you leave?" The maid gave Skinner a kiss on lips before sliding off his lap, "Thanks luv." Skinner kicked out the chair in front of him, "sit down young man." Sawyer sits down with his elbows on his knees and his chin on his knuckles.
"The only bloody thing that understands women is God. Not even women themselves understand themselves." He reaches over for his beer to take a sip, "Now. Let's cut to the chase. It's about Mina."
Sawyer lifts up his head smileing, "I guess it's a well known fact."
"You're a young mortal. She's a freaky immortal." Skinner takes off his hat and scratches his bald white scalp. "I guess because she was married before it's all fun and flings now."
Sawyer sits up straight, "So you're saying. She doesn't want to lose anyone else, like her husband." He stands up, sending the chair backwards onto the floor. "Shit Skinner. I know what to do." He runs to the doorway, "Thanks!"
Skinner raises his glass at Sawyer's direction, "God help you chum!"
"You have a very big heart. Considering no one could ever see it, Mr. Skinner." The voice came from the chair formally occupied by Sawyer. "But he'll never quit." Skinner dropped his glass; it chipped on the wood floor, "Allen?" His face is shaved and cloths changed, "If you weren't going to finish that drink I would of."
Skinner shakes his head, "Africa really didn't let you die." Skinner stood up and wobbled over to Allen's side of the table. "Yes Mr. Skinner. And Africa really allowed you to get tanked up." Skinner smiled at his late friend with opened arms, "How about it Geezer!" Allen puts his foot into Skinner's stomach, "No thank you."
Skinner smiles wickedly and steps up on the table, "Hey everyone!" The other occupants, some sober and some not, looked up to the very white man. "This man, my buddy died and is now he's back." They look around clueless at each other except for the elder men.
"Skinner," Skinner looks down at Allen, "Most of them only know very little kings English." Skinner puts his hands on hips, "Oh well. To make it short and simple, a fire party tonight. For my friend"
That the others understood with cheers and smiles as they left to spread word.
*******
Henry dropped the empty vile with his jacket and vest as he climbed up the hot rocks. His back grew a hump, his arms swelled up in muscles tearing up the shirt, his face became two sided and his voice got deeper. After a few more mutations, Hyde's running and jumping rock to rock to high elevation. "Thank You Henry! This will be a great Odyssey for us."