Jason, crowned king of Corinth and best friend of Herc and Iolaus, was sitting on his throne, settling the quibbles that tended to break out in his kingdom. He was only eighteen, so you can imagine how bored he would be, cooped up all day, and how interested he would be when his chief advisor came to him before the next viewing. "You Majesty." he said, "Perhaps you should think again before allowing the following *person* into your presence."
Jason smiled at the over-protective advisor, "Something wrong with him?"
The advisor looked worried, "Her, actually. It's a young woman, but she seems to be from a different kingdom and her ways appear to be a little..." he paused, "...different."
Jason shrugged. "She must have a purpose for coming." he rationalized, "So we must not keep her any longer than nesasary." His gaze shifted to the entrance as the guards announced the mystery girl.
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Miriam lowered her head impusivly as she entered the throne room, and one hand reached up to absently rub Mirth in his metal pendant form. Mirth sent out a reasuring pulsing warmth to both her fingers and her mind, and Miriam relaxed a little. She noticed Jason sitting regaly on his throne, with his chief advisor hovering close to the throne. Mirth was reading her thoughts and mind-laughed in agreement with 'hovering'. A smile crept on her face, and she eyed Jason. He was handsome in person, but not as handsome as she guessed Iolaus must be. Besides, Miriam had absoutly no desire to be a queen. She came to a stop about a yard and a half infront of the throne and waited as Jason glanced her over, head to toe. She had tried to smack some of the dust out of her black jeans and mossy-green tank tee, but hadn't been that successful. The Guards had made her leave her big blue backpack and guitar outside of the room, so there was a big patch on the back of her shirt that had no dust. Miriam smirked as she realized how straggily she must look. Of course, wearing jeans didn't help either.
After a few minutes Miriam realized that she was suppost to go first. She figured she mineswell apologize in advance incase she was or was about to break any of the rules of Corinth. _Mineswell butter him up anyway,_ Mirth thought in the back of her mind. She bowed (since she wasn't wearing a skirt) and said, "Your Royal Highness, I pray you will excuse me if I am breaking any of your rules here. I am but a lone traveler from a distant land, searching for the legendary Cheiron's Acadamy, and was hoping you could point me in the right direction." _Good job._ Mirth mind-whispered.
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"The Acadamy is straight down the main road through Corinth." Jason answered. As the mystery girl bowed again and turned to leave, he couldn't help saying, "To please a helpless fool, would you give me the pleasure of your name and that of your home?"
He half-expected this strange girl to leave, but to his suprise she turned and replied, "To please a help*ful* fool and a curious king, I grant you that small pleasure. I am Miriam, of the United States." he watched her bow once more and then exit the room. Jason smiled to himself as he wondered what Herc and Iolaus would think when they saw this strange girl. He made a mental note to check up on his old friends.
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Miriam shrugged on her backpack as she left the castle. "You wanna head there now? We have several hours of sunlight left." Mirth mind-asked her. Miriam glanced at the sky and replied, "Nah. It looks like it's gonna rain soon. We'd better set up the tent and go tomorow." Mirth agreed with her and so M&M headed back into the forest.
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"Hercules..." Iolaus whined half-heartedly, "...Come on, man. Slow down!"
Herc turned to his rain-soaked friend, "Come on, buddy. We're closer to Corinth than to the acadamy. Besides, the storm will be over soon."
As soon as he said that, a huge lightning bolt lit the sky and was followed with an ear-cracking boom of thunder. Iolaus gave his friend an unbeleiving smirk. "Okay, fine." Herc said. "We'll make camp here and make Corinth tomorow."
Jason smiled at the over-protective advisor, "Something wrong with him?"
The advisor looked worried, "Her, actually. It's a young woman, but she seems to be from a different kingdom and her ways appear to be a little..." he paused, "...different."
Jason shrugged. "She must have a purpose for coming." he rationalized, "So we must not keep her any longer than nesasary." His gaze shifted to the entrance as the guards announced the mystery girl.
----***----
Miriam lowered her head impusivly as she entered the throne room, and one hand reached up to absently rub Mirth in his metal pendant form. Mirth sent out a reasuring pulsing warmth to both her fingers and her mind, and Miriam relaxed a little. She noticed Jason sitting regaly on his throne, with his chief advisor hovering close to the throne. Mirth was reading her thoughts and mind-laughed in agreement with 'hovering'. A smile crept on her face, and she eyed Jason. He was handsome in person, but not as handsome as she guessed Iolaus must be. Besides, Miriam had absoutly no desire to be a queen. She came to a stop about a yard and a half infront of the throne and waited as Jason glanced her over, head to toe. She had tried to smack some of the dust out of her black jeans and mossy-green tank tee, but hadn't been that successful. The Guards had made her leave her big blue backpack and guitar outside of the room, so there was a big patch on the back of her shirt that had no dust. Miriam smirked as she realized how straggily she must look. Of course, wearing jeans didn't help either.
After a few minutes Miriam realized that she was suppost to go first. She figured she mineswell apologize in advance incase she was or was about to break any of the rules of Corinth. _Mineswell butter him up anyway,_ Mirth thought in the back of her mind. She bowed (since she wasn't wearing a skirt) and said, "Your Royal Highness, I pray you will excuse me if I am breaking any of your rules here. I am but a lone traveler from a distant land, searching for the legendary Cheiron's Acadamy, and was hoping you could point me in the right direction." _Good job._ Mirth mind-whispered.
----***----
"The Acadamy is straight down the main road through Corinth." Jason answered. As the mystery girl bowed again and turned to leave, he couldn't help saying, "To please a helpless fool, would you give me the pleasure of your name and that of your home?"
He half-expected this strange girl to leave, but to his suprise she turned and replied, "To please a help*ful* fool and a curious king, I grant you that small pleasure. I am Miriam, of the United States." he watched her bow once more and then exit the room. Jason smiled to himself as he wondered what Herc and Iolaus would think when they saw this strange girl. He made a mental note to check up on his old friends.
----***----
Miriam shrugged on her backpack as she left the castle. "You wanna head there now? We have several hours of sunlight left." Mirth mind-asked her. Miriam glanced at the sky and replied, "Nah. It looks like it's gonna rain soon. We'd better set up the tent and go tomorow." Mirth agreed with her and so M&M headed back into the forest.
----***----
"Hercules..." Iolaus whined half-heartedly, "...Come on, man. Slow down!"
Herc turned to his rain-soaked friend, "Come on, buddy. We're closer to Corinth than to the acadamy. Besides, the storm will be over soon."
As soon as he said that, a huge lightning bolt lit the sky and was followed with an ear-cracking boom of thunder. Iolaus gave his friend an unbeleiving smirk. "Okay, fine." Herc said. "We'll make camp here and make Corinth tomorow."