Author: The Wanlorn
Title: Stochasticity
Summary: Another one of my Nire ficlets
Rating: G
Distribution: Just tell me where it's going.
Disclaimer: Nire's mine. Jander, however, goes to WotC and Christie Golden. The Dale belongs to WotC, too.
Stochasticity
Nire bounced up and down. "I am clairvoyant! I can see the future!"
Jander attempted to placate her and halt her obnoxious bouncing, by changing the topic. "I can not fathom how someone of such exemplary integrity could so misconstrue the acts as disreputable."
Nire was not taken in by his guile. "Stop your conclusive alluding. Don't you want to know what I see?"
Jander sighed, looking around the stark landscape, praying that it was not something superficial. "What, M'ija?"
"I know the itinerary fort he chorus trip!" she exclaimed, and promptly tripped over one of the protruding rocks that were endemic to the Dale.
Jander's placid face did not reveal the hysterical laughter inside. Nire glared potently at him as she picked herself up, using the fall as a pretext to kick him in the shins.
"Stupid elf…" she muttered, walking off. "I need to go continue my latest work of plagiarism…"
*Fin*