Hey, sorry about the wait for this chapter, but my life's been busy with
Christmas, New Year's and school. I'd like to thank every one who's
reviewed the first four chapters and make it clear nothing is going to
change because one or two readers don't like my characterization. Special
thanks to lirpa and Demona SaDiablo who are my little well-springs of
inspiration. Enjoy and read and review. ;}
Disclaimer: Only Hunter, Casey and the plot are mine. I make no claims on the Black Jewels Triology characters that appear.
Chapter Five : Lunch with the Lady
I hadn't realized that Surreal had a destination in mind until we reached a quiet cafe, fairly close to the beach. The walk had been completely silent, and I'd followed her here like a puppy. That was enough of that idiocy, I had a backbone and I was going to reclaim it. I would serve, but, Hell's fire, I'd do it on MY OWN TERMS. I had no intentions of allowing her to abuse my new position. Casey would be proud of me, he always one for sticking up for yourself.
We entereed the cafe and from the speed we were seated I knew my little bird was a frecuent customer. I'm an assassin, I'm payed to notice these things, they could mean life and death, not mine though.
"What do you recommend?" I asked my dinner companion as the cafe bustled with other patrons. She smiled sweetly at me, and i caught a faint surge of disapproval, this wasn't shaping up the way she wanted it to.
" The srimp is particularly good here, deadly one could say, the selection of meats is quite extensive,and rather well prepared."
She was nervous, but it wasn't obvious, I've just gotten real good at reading people, clinets and victims alike. Comments like the one she had just made could be interperted two ways, and I was betting on the sinister, after all we were assassins.
A serving boy came and took our orders, I ordered a leg of lamb, not the srimp my lady had suggested, I wasn't really I seafood person. My lady, however, took her own advice and ordered srimp, the wide eyed serving boy surried off to the kitchen and my lady got down to business.
"I'd like to know what your doing here, sugar" she said with no preamble.
"I'm taking a vaction, a friend recommended this beach as a good place to relax." i replied cooly.
"So, what is this ohh, so hectic work your taking a break from?" She was doing for the juglar.
"I deal in the most dangerous business in the releam, life and death, you could say." The guantlet had been throwen.
She smiled.
"What do you do think of the current situation in Hyall?"
I was cofussed and stunned then I saw my order appear in front of me, how unobservant of me. If I was going to protect Lady Surreal I would have to do better.
Apparently deciding I was no threat we made small, polite, well, as polite as assassin conversion ever is, conversion. About two hours later I got up and left the table, happy that I had kept my dignty, not made a fool of myself.
I kissed her delicate, otherworldly hand and bid her farwell with a simple, "Good day, my Lady Surreal."
Then I took myself from her presence before she could retaliate. I think that went well.
Dinner and some good conversion, what more could a person want. How about some reviews.
JA!
Shanis
P.S. There are some references in this chapter to a story story featuring Surreal written by Anne Bishop, see if you can find them.
Disclaimer: Only Hunter, Casey and the plot are mine. I make no claims on the Black Jewels Triology characters that appear.
Chapter Five : Lunch with the Lady
I hadn't realized that Surreal had a destination in mind until we reached a quiet cafe, fairly close to the beach. The walk had been completely silent, and I'd followed her here like a puppy. That was enough of that idiocy, I had a backbone and I was going to reclaim it. I would serve, but, Hell's fire, I'd do it on MY OWN TERMS. I had no intentions of allowing her to abuse my new position. Casey would be proud of me, he always one for sticking up for yourself.
We entereed the cafe and from the speed we were seated I knew my little bird was a frecuent customer. I'm an assassin, I'm payed to notice these things, they could mean life and death, not mine though.
"What do you recommend?" I asked my dinner companion as the cafe bustled with other patrons. She smiled sweetly at me, and i caught a faint surge of disapproval, this wasn't shaping up the way she wanted it to.
" The srimp is particularly good here, deadly one could say, the selection of meats is quite extensive,and rather well prepared."
She was nervous, but it wasn't obvious, I've just gotten real good at reading people, clinets and victims alike. Comments like the one she had just made could be interperted two ways, and I was betting on the sinister, after all we were assassins.
A serving boy came and took our orders, I ordered a leg of lamb, not the srimp my lady had suggested, I wasn't really I seafood person. My lady, however, took her own advice and ordered srimp, the wide eyed serving boy surried off to the kitchen and my lady got down to business.
"I'd like to know what your doing here, sugar" she said with no preamble.
"I'm taking a vaction, a friend recommended this beach as a good place to relax." i replied cooly.
"So, what is this ohh, so hectic work your taking a break from?" She was doing for the juglar.
"I deal in the most dangerous business in the releam, life and death, you could say." The guantlet had been throwen.
She smiled.
"What do you do think of the current situation in Hyall?"
I was cofussed and stunned then I saw my order appear in front of me, how unobservant of me. If I was going to protect Lady Surreal I would have to do better.
Apparently deciding I was no threat we made small, polite, well, as polite as assassin conversion ever is, conversion. About two hours later I got up and left the table, happy that I had kept my dignty, not made a fool of myself.
I kissed her delicate, otherworldly hand and bid her farwell with a simple, "Good day, my Lady Surreal."
Then I took myself from her presence before she could retaliate. I think that went well.
Dinner and some good conversion, what more could a person want. How about some reviews.
JA!
Shanis
P.S. There are some references in this chapter to a story story featuring Surreal written by Anne Bishop, see if you can find them.