Chapter Four
After closing the door behind her, Azize leaned her back up against it and sighed. Putting a hand up to her forehead, she said to herself.
"What the hell am I doing?" leaning her head on the door also, she could feel him still out there. 'You can't be doing this Azize! You can't! Remember what your set on! Your gettin' sucked in here, get with it!' the voice inside her head was screaming at the top of its lungs. 'No attachments remember!?' It screamed again. And it was right, she wasn't thinking straight. Lontro and every one else were counting on her and her alone. She couldn't let them down, not now, not this soon.
Walking over to her small bed, Azize pulled out a hologram device and turned it on. An older man with the same long pointed eyes came up. It was the message that Azize had gotten three weeks before about 'the plan'. The image spoke.
"Azize, this is Lontro. We need your help bringing a ship from the nearest space port, to Earth. The plan is finally coming together and the tribe is going into action. There is no time limit on which you should get the ship here, but we do need it before the next eclipse, or we will not be strong enough. You're people are counting on you Azize. We don't care how you do it, just get the ship here. Fare well young Azize." then the image disappeared the device turned off.
Azize tucked it back into her bag, and went over to the small window in the room. Looking out, space was slowly gliding by her as she thought about what Lontro had bid of her. She knew what the plan was, and it was easy getting a ship there, but it took a bit more effort to get someone to actually GET her a ship.
Azize had known Long John Silver for many months, and knew that he was a sap for any kind of treasure hunt. So, then knowing who could get the ship, she needed something to get him to go to earth. That's when she remembered and old map she had received before leaving Earth all those decades ago. And, no, its not YEARS, it DECADES. Azize was of an ancient race, the elves. They had been living for hundreds of years unknown by humans, until about two hundred years ago. And the reason elves decided it was ok to come out of hiding was because if humans could accept all of those alien things, then they could accept them.
Elves where also, and still are, immortal so they could live out any human, or alien thing. Even if there was a tiny little thing that could change that, but that's not important right now. Anyway, this map was an old treasure map and with it Azize could easily persuade ol' Silver to go for a little space cruse, and since he hired a whole crew, she might also get some treasure before she blew them all to microscopic space dust. But now all that had changed.
And she let all of it change because of a GUY!? After a hundred years of being determined not to fall prey to…'love', and a day with this guy, and she was pretty much had. Why was this happening, 'its not like Jim's anything to fall in love with, his annoying, his too full of himself, he'll probably get himself killed before the age of thirty…but his just so…' Azize thought. No! No, no, no, no! Jim is stupid, his a stupid, stupid man! There's NOTHING to like him about! Nothing…
Letting her head lean on the cold glass of the window, Azize mentally slapped herself senseless. Letting out a sigh, the glass of the window clouded up, and Azize couldn't help but write on it. Closing her eyes, she let her finger take control and write whatever it wanted. When she again opened her blue eyes she found she had written 'Jim' on the window. Growling angrily, she fiercely wiped off the name, turned and plopped down on the bed.
"Get a hold of yourself dammit. You're falling apart." she whispered to herself. Deciding to go to sleep, she changed into a larger more comfy shirt and laid her head down on the soft pillow. Before falling into a deep sleep she promised herself that the next day, Jim will just have to do without her. She was going to stay as far away from him as possible.
Welcoming the warmth of her eyelids, she closed her eyes, and fell into that space where your half awake and half asleep. After three minutes, her eyelids shot open, and she literally slapped herself.
"Now I know I did not just have a dream about…him."
After closing the door behind her, Azize leaned her back up against it and sighed. Putting a hand up to her forehead, she said to herself.
"What the hell am I doing?" leaning her head on the door also, she could feel him still out there. 'You can't be doing this Azize! You can't! Remember what your set on! Your gettin' sucked in here, get with it!' the voice inside her head was screaming at the top of its lungs. 'No attachments remember!?' It screamed again. And it was right, she wasn't thinking straight. Lontro and every one else were counting on her and her alone. She couldn't let them down, not now, not this soon.
Walking over to her small bed, Azize pulled out a hologram device and turned it on. An older man with the same long pointed eyes came up. It was the message that Azize had gotten three weeks before about 'the plan'. The image spoke.
"Azize, this is Lontro. We need your help bringing a ship from the nearest space port, to Earth. The plan is finally coming together and the tribe is going into action. There is no time limit on which you should get the ship here, but we do need it before the next eclipse, or we will not be strong enough. You're people are counting on you Azize. We don't care how you do it, just get the ship here. Fare well young Azize." then the image disappeared the device turned off.
Azize tucked it back into her bag, and went over to the small window in the room. Looking out, space was slowly gliding by her as she thought about what Lontro had bid of her. She knew what the plan was, and it was easy getting a ship there, but it took a bit more effort to get someone to actually GET her a ship.
Azize had known Long John Silver for many months, and knew that he was a sap for any kind of treasure hunt. So, then knowing who could get the ship, she needed something to get him to go to earth. That's when she remembered and old map she had received before leaving Earth all those decades ago. And, no, its not YEARS, it DECADES. Azize was of an ancient race, the elves. They had been living for hundreds of years unknown by humans, until about two hundred years ago. And the reason elves decided it was ok to come out of hiding was because if humans could accept all of those alien things, then they could accept them.
Elves where also, and still are, immortal so they could live out any human, or alien thing. Even if there was a tiny little thing that could change that, but that's not important right now. Anyway, this map was an old treasure map and with it Azize could easily persuade ol' Silver to go for a little space cruse, and since he hired a whole crew, she might also get some treasure before she blew them all to microscopic space dust. But now all that had changed.
And she let all of it change because of a GUY!? After a hundred years of being determined not to fall prey to…'love', and a day with this guy, and she was pretty much had. Why was this happening, 'its not like Jim's anything to fall in love with, his annoying, his too full of himself, he'll probably get himself killed before the age of thirty…but his just so…' Azize thought. No! No, no, no, no! Jim is stupid, his a stupid, stupid man! There's NOTHING to like him about! Nothing…
Letting her head lean on the cold glass of the window, Azize mentally slapped herself senseless. Letting out a sigh, the glass of the window clouded up, and Azize couldn't help but write on it. Closing her eyes, she let her finger take control and write whatever it wanted. When she again opened her blue eyes she found she had written 'Jim' on the window. Growling angrily, she fiercely wiped off the name, turned and plopped down on the bed.
"Get a hold of yourself dammit. You're falling apart." she whispered to herself. Deciding to go to sleep, she changed into a larger more comfy shirt and laid her head down on the soft pillow. Before falling into a deep sleep she promised herself that the next day, Jim will just have to do without her. She was going to stay as far away from him as possible.
Welcoming the warmth of her eyelids, she closed her eyes, and fell into that space where your half awake and half asleep. After three minutes, her eyelids shot open, and she literally slapped herself.
"Now I know I did not just have a dream about…him."