Media walked back into the demolished part of Finelia with bandages covering her burns. the Salve the hospice had made was working know, and she felt no pain. She wore a lose grey shirt and jeans, with her boots still in place. Her hair was pulled from her face with a pair of chopsticks for decoration. Only, they were just decoration. They were very sharp daggers that she prized amoung all other swords in her families house store. She walked up to a young man looking at the damage on his house.
"Would you like some help sir?" The man turned and when he saw who had spoken, his eyes grew wide and he bowed
"M'lady. I would be honored if you would help us."
"it's my plesure sir. I will do all I can to help people regain what they have lost" She climbed on the ladder up to the caved in roof and began bundling up reeds to put it back together.
"what are you doing up there???" Deren shouted to Media
"i'm helping, what are you doing?"
"I'm helping, but I'm doing it sensibly!" Media slid down the ladder
"and how is that?"
"by keeping order obviously"
"oh" he pulled her towards her. Jesse, who had been watching them, quickly turned back to the fratured bone he was reparing
"you look terrific, for being so sweaty." he leaned in and kissed her roughly. When he had stopped, she let go and returned to her task.
Meryl came running through the crowds, carrying many small baskets with the royal crest on them. She stopped sparatically and called
"here's your lunch!" to one of the palace knights or guards. They would thank her and finish the task they were doing. Meryl raced off to the last house and saw Media sitting on top of the house, placing bundled reeds in their respective places.
"MEDIA!!!!!!" Meryl callled. Media looked at the sound of her name and smiled
"hey meryl! what's up?"
"I brought you your lunch"
"well, thanks very much meryl! tell my father I'll be back to the castle around 6,when it gets dark."Meryl smiled and placed the basket on a stool. Then she bounded off to the castle. Media smiled and tied down another bundle.
"well, that should about.." she didn't have time to finish before she fell through the dead roof. THe part that she had thought was stable. She fell through the charred remains of 2 stories and landed hard on a broken chair. Idiscribible pain, and deafness... then nothing....
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Medea awoke in a hospital bed, drozy and sore.
"what happened?" she asked the room, not noticing Jesse in the corner.
"you blacked out after you fell through the roof ." he told her coming to her side " I was really worried about you. But after we fixed the guymelef, you seemed to be alright."
"long story." she sat up in the bed "did Deren visit me?"
"Nah, he was too busy sleeping off a hangover?"
"a what?"
"it's when you drink too much and you get a mirgraine in the morning."
"so a hangover is a medical term?'
"no, just somthing we say" he smiled at her. She smiled back and laughed softly. He looked at her, as if to ask her permission to do somthing. She smiled, showing that she didn't mind. He leaned in, and she closed her eyes...
BANG!!! the door burst open.
"My lady! terrible news! Dereck has been kidknapped by the Zaiboc!"
"what?" she asked, staring at the messenger, she threw the covers off her and ran to him "what did you say?"
"M'lady. Your fiance has been taken prisioner by the Zaiboc" he looked down, as if in mourning. "I am sorrry mlady"
"go" she said, turning around "please, leave me" The messenger nodded and bowed out of the room. Media flopped on the closest bed, and stared up at the ceiling. Jesse came and stood next to her.
"you okay?' he asked, knowing the anwser
"no."
"you shouldn't be. Someone you loved... was kidknapped. and..
"that's just it" she turned to him "i didn't love him. He was obnoxious, rude and crude. And I didn't love him. I don't feel ashamed, or afraid or even sad. I feel....... glad"
Jesse stared at her, until she fell asleep on the bed, drozy from her injuries.
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Media awoke with clear meaning. It was morning and Jesse was asleep in a chair beside her. She sat up and gently proded him awake
"morning" she said, smiling
"this is the second time we've woken up to each others faces"
"I could get used to it" they laughed and Media soon quieted.
"Jesse, I want to show you somthing..."
OHHHHH CLIFFY!!!!
what will happen???
EVEN I DON"T KNOW!!!
okay, I've given in, I'm going to write a lord of the Rings fic, God help me..... oh, and it's notgoin to make much sense.
"Would you like some help sir?" The man turned and when he saw who had spoken, his eyes grew wide and he bowed
"M'lady. I would be honored if you would help us."
"it's my plesure sir. I will do all I can to help people regain what they have lost" She climbed on the ladder up to the caved in roof and began bundling up reeds to put it back together.
"what are you doing up there???" Deren shouted to Media
"i'm helping, what are you doing?"
"I'm helping, but I'm doing it sensibly!" Media slid down the ladder
"and how is that?"
"by keeping order obviously"
"oh" he pulled her towards her. Jesse, who had been watching them, quickly turned back to the fratured bone he was reparing
"you look terrific, for being so sweaty." he leaned in and kissed her roughly. When he had stopped, she let go and returned to her task.
Meryl came running through the crowds, carrying many small baskets with the royal crest on them. She stopped sparatically and called
"here's your lunch!" to one of the palace knights or guards. They would thank her and finish the task they were doing. Meryl raced off to the last house and saw Media sitting on top of the house, placing bundled reeds in their respective places.
"MEDIA!!!!!!" Meryl callled. Media looked at the sound of her name and smiled
"hey meryl! what's up?"
"I brought you your lunch"
"well, thanks very much meryl! tell my father I'll be back to the castle around 6,when it gets dark."Meryl smiled and placed the basket on a stool. Then she bounded off to the castle. Media smiled and tied down another bundle.
"well, that should about.." she didn't have time to finish before she fell through the dead roof. THe part that she had thought was stable. She fell through the charred remains of 2 stories and landed hard on a broken chair. Idiscribible pain, and deafness... then nothing....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Medea awoke in a hospital bed, drozy and sore.
"what happened?" she asked the room, not noticing Jesse in the corner.
"you blacked out after you fell through the roof ." he told her coming to her side " I was really worried about you. But after we fixed the guymelef, you seemed to be alright."
"long story." she sat up in the bed "did Deren visit me?"
"Nah, he was too busy sleeping off a hangover?"
"a what?"
"it's when you drink too much and you get a mirgraine in the morning."
"so a hangover is a medical term?'
"no, just somthing we say" he smiled at her. She smiled back and laughed softly. He looked at her, as if to ask her permission to do somthing. She smiled, showing that she didn't mind. He leaned in, and she closed her eyes...
BANG!!! the door burst open.
"My lady! terrible news! Dereck has been kidknapped by the Zaiboc!"
"what?" she asked, staring at the messenger, she threw the covers off her and ran to him "what did you say?"
"M'lady. Your fiance has been taken prisioner by the Zaiboc" he looked down, as if in mourning. "I am sorrry mlady"
"go" she said, turning around "please, leave me" The messenger nodded and bowed out of the room. Media flopped on the closest bed, and stared up at the ceiling. Jesse came and stood next to her.
"you okay?' he asked, knowing the anwser
"no."
"you shouldn't be. Someone you loved... was kidknapped. and..
"that's just it" she turned to him "i didn't love him. He was obnoxious, rude and crude. And I didn't love him. I don't feel ashamed, or afraid or even sad. I feel....... glad"
Jesse stared at her, until she fell asleep on the bed, drozy from her injuries.
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Media awoke with clear meaning. It was morning and Jesse was asleep in a chair beside her. She sat up and gently proded him awake
"morning" she said, smiling
"this is the second time we've woken up to each others faces"
"I could get used to it" they laughed and Media soon quieted.
"Jesse, I want to show you somthing..."
OHHHHH CLIFFY!!!!
what will happen???
EVEN I DON"T KNOW!!!
okay, I've given in, I'm going to write a lord of the Rings fic, God help me..... oh, and it's notgoin to make much sense.