Another Time Chapter 2.5
by Sailor Vega
calli_thaala@yahoo.com
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Non story stuff:
I'm SO SORRY that I haven't written in so long! That last part (6) was supposed to have come out soon after X-mas, bur my Editor and HTML whiz Fifi was in JAPAN by the time I got around to contacting her.... sorry! I don't have much to say... spring break is coming up in about a week and a half, so I SHOULD get more writing done then... SHOULD being the key word... and so you guys know, I've been listening to TLC a lot recently so I'm really in the "No Scrubs allowed for Ser-chan" mode... *L* Well, that's all I've got to say! So, without further ado, I present to you Another Time: Chapter 2.5
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~~CASTLE: COURT YARD~~
The court yard bustled with life all around the lone figure standing near the center. He had been instructed in an anonymous note to arrive here at this time, but he could find no sign of the mystery writer. He was getting ready to leave when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Slowly Darien turned around to be greeted with the Soon-to-be-Queen Guinevere. Darien relaxed slightly, both relieved that it hadn't been one of the knights who had been giving him death looks the past week, and downcast because it wasn't his angel. He smiled charmingly at Gwin. "How may I be of service, milady?"
Gwin scowled. "Enough with the pleasantries. The only reason I am here is to warn you."
Darien raised an eyebrow. "Warn me? Of what?"
Gwin sighed impatiently. "Of the upcoming challenge. Sir Lancelot was greatly offended by your utter lack of respect for my cousin and has decided to do something about it. He plans on challenging you to a duel for her honor. He is the best knight in the land, so it would be unwise to get yourself into a situation where you are competing against him. You have been warned." With that, Guinevere turned on her heal and strode away from the stunned Darien.
*He would never challenge ME. That's ludicrous! I can imagine one of the younger, more brash knights doing so, but I never pictured Lancelot as having a death wish!* he thought smugly. Darien confidently strode back into the castle to return to his rooms, never betraying the doubt that was quietly seeping into his mind.
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~~CASTLE: TRAINING GROUNDS~~
(The Next Day)
Darien viciously slashed at his opponent the next morning during practice. Luckily for his foe, they were using practice wooden swords. Normally, only the children or youngest knights-in-training used these, but something told the instructor that they should use these today, a fact the young man pitted against the angry prince was extremely grateful for. After a few moments, someone placed his hand on Darien's shoulder and pulled him away from his adversary. Darien reluctantly stopped, but the anger was rekindled when he saw who it was. "Yes, Lancelot? Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked, being as cold and barely civil as he was capable of. (and we ALL know how well he does that!)
The frenchman smiled. "Actually, Endymion, you can." Darien frowned at the familiarity with which Lancelot addressed him. After all, Darien considered himself well above Lancelot's station. The knight continued. "I believe you recently greatly wronged a young lady here at court." They were gathering a crowd. "I plan to right that wrong." He slowly slipped the glove off his left hand and slapped Darien across the face with it. "I hearby challenge thee to a duel for the honor of the virtuous lady called Princess Serenity. Dost thou accept the duel, or live in shame for the rest of your days?" Lancelot calmly slid the glove back over his hand and tried not to become in the least bit nervous over the look of utter loathing on the prince's face. There were a few cheers and jests among the other knights for a moment, but everything quieted down, everyone eagerly awaiting Darien's response. Darien slowly nodded his head, causing the group to let out the breath it didn't realize it was holding. Lancelot curtly nodded his own head and turned to leave, but was halted by the other's voice.
"One condition." Lancelot turned back, one eyebrow raised in interest. "Serena is not to hear of this, understood?" Lance smiled at Darien's condition and nodded, accepting it. The challenge had been offered and accepted. The prize was Serena's heart.
~~~~~~`,~~~~{@}~~~~~~`,~~~~{@}~~~~~~`,~~~~{@}~~~~~~`,~~~~{@} Well, that's it for chapter 2.5! This part goes out to those of you who asked for the scene where Lance challenged Dar. Sorry it's so short! So, what do you think of it? Keep it? Change it? Throw the whole thing out and start over? It's all up to you! PLEASE tell me what you want to read! Send all comments, flames, ideas, etc. to calli_thaala@yahoo.com or sailah_vega@hotmail.com Oh, you probably know this already, but FANFIC AUTHORS LIVE OFF MAIL! MAIL ME (AND ANY OTHER AUTHOR YOU'VE READ!) It shows that we are appreciated and it REALLY means a lot to us! Thanks!
by Sailor Vega
calli_thaala@yahoo.com
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Non story stuff:
I'm SO SORRY that I haven't written in so long! That last part (6) was supposed to have come out soon after X-mas, bur my Editor and HTML whiz Fifi was in JAPAN by the time I got around to contacting her.... sorry! I don't have much to say... spring break is coming up in about a week and a half, so I SHOULD get more writing done then... SHOULD being the key word... and so you guys know, I've been listening to TLC a lot recently so I'm really in the "No Scrubs allowed for Ser-chan" mode... *L* Well, that's all I've got to say! So, without further ado, I present to you Another Time: Chapter 2.5
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~~CASTLE: COURT YARD~~
The court yard bustled with life all around the lone figure standing near the center. He had been instructed in an anonymous note to arrive here at this time, but he could find no sign of the mystery writer. He was getting ready to leave when he felt a tap on his shoulder. Slowly Darien turned around to be greeted with the Soon-to-be-Queen Guinevere. Darien relaxed slightly, both relieved that it hadn't been one of the knights who had been giving him death looks the past week, and downcast because it wasn't his angel. He smiled charmingly at Gwin. "How may I be of service, milady?"
Gwin scowled. "Enough with the pleasantries. The only reason I am here is to warn you."
Darien raised an eyebrow. "Warn me? Of what?"
Gwin sighed impatiently. "Of the upcoming challenge. Sir Lancelot was greatly offended by your utter lack of respect for my cousin and has decided to do something about it. He plans on challenging you to a duel for her honor. He is the best knight in the land, so it would be unwise to get yourself into a situation where you are competing against him. You have been warned." With that, Guinevere turned on her heal and strode away from the stunned Darien.
*He would never challenge ME. That's ludicrous! I can imagine one of the younger, more brash knights doing so, but I never pictured Lancelot as having a death wish!* he thought smugly. Darien confidently strode back into the castle to return to his rooms, never betraying the doubt that was quietly seeping into his mind.
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~~CASTLE: TRAINING GROUNDS~~
(The Next Day)
Darien viciously slashed at his opponent the next morning during practice. Luckily for his foe, they were using practice wooden swords. Normally, only the children or youngest knights-in-training used these, but something told the instructor that they should use these today, a fact the young man pitted against the angry prince was extremely grateful for. After a few moments, someone placed his hand on Darien's shoulder and pulled him away from his adversary. Darien reluctantly stopped, but the anger was rekindled when he saw who it was. "Yes, Lancelot? Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked, being as cold and barely civil as he was capable of. (and we ALL know how well he does that!)
The frenchman smiled. "Actually, Endymion, you can." Darien frowned at the familiarity with which Lancelot addressed him. After all, Darien considered himself well above Lancelot's station. The knight continued. "I believe you recently greatly wronged a young lady here at court." They were gathering a crowd. "I plan to right that wrong." He slowly slipped the glove off his left hand and slapped Darien across the face with it. "I hearby challenge thee to a duel for the honor of the virtuous lady called Princess Serenity. Dost thou accept the duel, or live in shame for the rest of your days?" Lancelot calmly slid the glove back over his hand and tried not to become in the least bit nervous over the look of utter loathing on the prince's face. There were a few cheers and jests among the other knights for a moment, but everything quieted down, everyone eagerly awaiting Darien's response. Darien slowly nodded his head, causing the group to let out the breath it didn't realize it was holding. Lancelot curtly nodded his own head and turned to leave, but was halted by the other's voice.
"One condition." Lancelot turned back, one eyebrow raised in interest. "Serena is not to hear of this, understood?" Lance smiled at Darien's condition and nodded, accepting it. The challenge had been offered and accepted. The prize was Serena's heart.
~~~~~~`,~~~~{@}~~~~~~`,~~~~{@}~~~~~~`,~~~~{@}~~~~~~`,~~~~{@} Well, that's it for chapter 2.5! This part goes out to those of you who asked for the scene where Lance challenged Dar. Sorry it's so short! So, what do you think of it? Keep it? Change it? Throw the whole thing out and start over? It's all up to you! PLEASE tell me what you want to read! Send all comments, flames, ideas, etc. to calli_thaala@yahoo.com or sailah_vega@hotmail.com Oh, you probably know this already, but FANFIC AUTHORS LIVE OFF MAIL! MAIL ME (AND ANY OTHER AUTHOR YOU'VE READ!) It shows that we are appreciated and it REALLY means a lot to us! Thanks!
