A/N eh heh.... I guess I forgot the disclaimer.... clears throat um... I find
it annoying to keep on saying the disclaimer every chapter so..... I'm only
gonna say this once: I do not own the characters, places, and special
objects of Tortall, Tamora Pierce does.
Title dream [thoughts]
'A meeting 'tween adversaries
Small hands danced over a clear crystal ball, the owner's face well hidden in the shadows, the hood puller over to cover half the face. Words echoed out from small lush lips, murmuring words long forgotten. Or maybe it was a prayer to the gods. In either case, the crystal ball clouded over to reveal images of going down empty corridors in the dark of night, up stairs and through a door to reveal, peaceful brunette slept in the solitude of her room, a gentle breeze whispering from the window. Snuggling closer to her soft pillow which she had in a tight embrace, Keladry Mindlen murmured. The owner of the ball smiled ominously upon the sight of the Knight, or maybe it appeared ominous because of the shadows. "You cannot escape destiny...my dear Protector," The waving hands suddenly jerked around the crystal ball faster, the small fingers making harsh and crude symbols in the air over the smooth surface of the ball. And through the ball, Keladry could be seem frowning, tossing and turning in her sleep, muttering and murmuring darkly. The lips of the mysterious onlooker curled into a smile and faded into the darkness as the figure seemed to vanish into the night...
A confused hazel eyed brunette stared at her surroundings. She looked amazedly at a large well maintained lab. Fire from a forge glowed fiendishly, casting dark shadows on the lab equipment, giving them a fearsome look. Keladry jerked her head when she heard the sound of metal rubbing on metal coupled with the loud clanging of metal banging on metal in a rhythmic pattern. The Knight's instincts took hold as Kel slid into the shadows and followed toe sound. What she saw turned her blood cold. The Yamani smooth agent stifled a gasp of horror and surprise when she saw twelve feet tall metal contraptions that looked humanoid. The metal giants had blades as fingers and a lethal looking tail that had a spiked ball at the end. A gaping beak inlaid with rows upon rows of cruelly sharp razor blades as teeth gnashed at the air. The metallic monster seemed to be the manifestation of a child's nightmare after watching a highly rated horror movie. But that wasn't really what had the Knight's attention. It was what the thing carried that had her hazel eyes. She bit her lip to stop the tears and the cry of anguish and fear. It carried a battered, bloody, and mutilated Anders Mindlen, Keladry's eldest brother.
A blood curdling scream filled the female Knight's room, the outcry reaching the ears of many. Keladry sat up abruptly in her bed, brown eyes wide in shock and fear, panting. Beads of sweat covered her well toned body as Kel hugged her knees to herself, trying to regulate her breathing, calming herself. A knock on her door filled her sensitive over alert ears. Her hand reached instinctively to her gun but stopped when she heard the familiar voice of Neal. "Kel? You okay? What's going on?" worry filled his voice. "I'm fine. Nothing happened. Just one of those dreams again." "Do you wanna talk about it?" "I'm fine Neal and no, I don't want to talk about for there is nothing to talk about. Go back to sleep. Sorry for waking you." "It's no probl-" "Kel!" cried a new voice. This one was younger and sounded urgent. Keladry inwardly moaned. Splendid, even Owen woke up, and his room was the farthest out of her friends. If he heard her scream, that means the others- "KEL!" several cries shouted, companied by numerous frantic pounding on her door. Groaning out loud now, Keladry slipped out of her refuge, the bed and went to open the door where she promptly got a balled up hand knocking on her forehead with several others paused in midair in front of her face. A sheepish looking Cleon mumbled an apology as young Owen and old Neal bursted out into laughter. The tall red head glared at the two snorting fellow agents. Keladry lowered her head slightly and shifted a bit uncomfortably. Silence filled between Kel and Cleon as the two tried to look at everything but each other. The red head and brunette had been dating. Had been as in they used to but not anymore. The two broke up when Cleon confessed he had met someone else, or re-met someone. That someone was a childhood friend and his fiancé as of three days ago. Faleron, one of Kel's friends and part of the sparring group, cleared his throat. "Um... so uh... Kel! We heard you scream and uh..... you okay?" Cleon mumbled, fully aware he had hurt Kel, though she would never show it in front of them.
Kel snapped out of her previous daze and turned her messy haired head back to her friends and ex. Pausing she stared. "...I'm fine," she said finally. [Calm cool lake... calm cool lake...-calm-...... -cool-....-LAKE-!]
The tall red head shifted uncomfortably under Kel's stare. The giant had a tendril of red lock that had fallen over his forehead. Keladry ached to reach out her hand and sweep it out of his eyes. "Um... well, if you're fine, I guess we'll all be going... back to bed then.... Um... night," Cleon shifted and made his escape and started heading back to his room, his pace oddly quickening.
Roald, crowned prince and another one of Kel's friend from the sparring group, gave the brunette a comforting pat in the shoulder. Neal and Faleron followed suit whereas Owen came up to Kel and gave her a tight squeeze around her well toned waist.
Keladry gave her friends a smile and waved goodnight as they too started to go back to their rooms. Closing the door, the Knight leaned against its sturdy framed and heaved a sigh of relief. Looking back to her pillow and bed, she sighed again and changed out of her work clothes and into her large tee shirt before going back to bed.
Morning time 9:45 AM "Aw SHIT! I overslept!! Shit shit shit shit shit!!!" Keladry zoomed allover her room at top speed, trying to brush her teeth, get out of her tee and into her work uniform all at the same time. She was so busy failing miserably at trying to do everything at once by tripping down, she did not see the screen of her computer beeping with a picture of a mail zooming all over the desktop. Morning Time 10:13 AM "Damnit! Where the hell is Kel?!" Neal was banging his head on the table, complaining loudly. The quiet buzz of many conversations going on in the KATs cafeteria filled his ears as he lifted his head up to try and spot the brunette. Leaning out of his seat, earning him startled stares from other people and shouts of annoyance from his friends, Neal wooped and hollered at the just entering hazel eyed woman, completely ignoring the frazzled look on her face. "Kel Kel Kel Kel!!" "Sit down meathead," chirped Owen jovially, using the nickname they had found out from Dom, renown police officer in the capital. Neal growled and aimed a swipe at the grinning younger man, which Owen promptly ducked. Seeing that Kel was near, the newly Knighted agent slid out of his seat with great speed and hide behind the scowling brunette. "Kel! Neal's picking on me! He tried to hit me!" "Did not! Stop acting so childish and get out from behind Kel and take your punishment like a man!" "Ouch! Kel!! He hit me!"
Keladry rubbed her temples. [This is too early for his again...] she thought wearily to herself, despite the fact that it was now 10:20. "Neal, stop hitting Owen." "He started it!" "Did not!" "Did to!" "Did not!" "Did t-"
Neal was cut off by Kel's hand. "Neal, start acting your age. Owen, you should know better. You know how childish Neal is."
Neal sputtered angrily while Owen giggled. Kel sat down between the two to prevent further disruptions, knowing full well they would still probably continue on behind her back as she was eating. As Kel ignored the whispered argument between Own and Neal, she graciously accepted and thanked Roald for getting her breakfast tray. Now she didn't have to get stuck with the leftovers no one wanted.
Ignoring Neal and Owen was getting harder for now the two were in a shouting match. "Batman would SO own Spiderman!" Neal said with passion. "Yea right! Batman would get SERVED by Spiderman! The Bat's gadgets are no match for Spidies sticky web!" protested a slightly red in the face Owen. The youngest of the group was flushed from the excitement of the debate.
Cleon, who had been eating slowly before Kel came, frowned. Smiling fiendishly, he too joined the fray. "Daredevil would lay down the smack down on BOTH Spidie and Battie. So SHUT UP!"
Roald and Kel looked at each other with resignation in their eyes. "Well, I think Superman would dish out beatings to all three so hah!" quiet Faleron quipped, earning him stares from Cleon, Neal, and Owen.
Roald moaned while Kel covered her eyes and ears. "YEA RIGHT!" yelled Cleon, Neal and Owen. "Yea huh!" screamed Faleron back.
Keladry dropped her head on the table. By now, Cleon and Faleron were in a louder yelling match, Neal was standing on the chair pointing down on Owen sating Batman owns while Owen was point back up and saying Spiderman owns. Kel's ears were so filled with her friends' child like behavior, she did not hear the scuffle and flurry of action behind her until it was too late. Everyone at the table froze and went silent; staring at the OJ covered Kel. "Woops, it slipped out of my hand! Honest." Vinson Genlith said in a mock innocent voice. His friends at a table burst into fits of laughter. Kel quickly motioned her friends to sit down. Neal and Cleon looked murderous in their glares.
Her Yamani mask on, Kel silently stood up, deposited her finished tray at the drop off and quietly departed for her rooms. [I am stone, I am stone. I am a calm cool lake on a summer's day. Calm cool lake... calm..... cool..lake...] she repeated in mind, all the way to her room. Even as she fumbled with the computerized locks to her room, she still repeated the phrase in attempts to squash her anger. [Some things never change! That little... bah! Their not worth my time...]
Going to her drawers to get another pair of uniform, she slipped into the shower to clean up. When she stepped out, towel wrapped around her frame with another on her head as she dried her hair, Keladry hummed cheerily. That was until she saw the e-mail. Frowning, she sat down and logged on and proceeded to check her mail. Her face went white. Soft brown hair whipped our around her as she looked at the clock. 11:37!? "Shit!"
Flinging her clothes off in the solitude of her room, the panicking Knight slipped into her undergarments and uniform in record breaking speed. [Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit SHIT! A meeting with the Commander Wyldon! AND I HAVE LESS THAN 25 MINUTES TO GET THERE!]
Groaning, she grabbed a blow-dryer and tried to dry her hair with that as she used a dry towel to rub her head. [It's faster this way. Can't let him see me in wet hair... maybe slightly damp... but never wet! He'll think I'm getting soft and getting more feminine] Keladry could already hear Wyldon in her mind 'Agent Keladry, while you were dilly dallying over your hair.... people are dying and the –male- officers are doing their work. In the future, either get more serious about your job instead of fussing over your hair, or quit'.
Tightening her lips she threw down her hair drying implements and grabbed a comb, her cell, gun, badge, and keys while racing out of her room and down the hall. Getting her hair out of its crazy puffy look with the aid of the comb, she skidded to a halt outside of the elevator. She checked her watch. [Mithros, less than 8 minutes left! I'm going to have to run the stairs] Tucking her gun into its holster and tucking badge onto her belt.
The frantic pattering of footsteps dashing up on stairs in a hurry could be heard as Keladry Mindlen tried to arrive in Commander Wyldon's Spartan like office. [1 minute left!]
She paused outside the door, trying to control her breathing. Hopping she didn't look like she just ran the marathon, the mouse haired Knight pushed the door open and found... "Well Mindlen, I would love for you to come in here and have a nice chat with us, but we working men have some serious business to talk about. We don't have time to drink tea and have crumpets with you."
Keladry stared at Joren through her Yamani blank mask, knowing fully well it infuriated the achingly handsome blonde was so buff with soft flaxen hair and dreamy blue eyes.. [What am I thinking?! This is JOREN! The baka (A/N Japanese for idiot or in more extreme cases, bastard) who made your life a living hell during your training!]
"Well Stone Mountain, you should go play cops and bad guys somewhere else. The commander and I have an actual pertinent real work meeting, which does not involve how you broke a nail or something. Oh, and if your wondering, your oh so funny spouse, Vinson, is waiting for you with open arms down in the cafeteria." Keladry replied smoothly, her face blank.
Joren's face flushed in anger and he stood up with fists clenched. The tall handsome blonde glared down at Keladry, who surprisingly or not, reached only to his nose. In a low tone, slow and dangerous, he stepped forward, "Listen here slut, I don't know or care how many beds you warmed to get to where you are today, but if I were you, I would be careful. The big boys play up here, and we're...... rough with our play things...."
Blue eyes leered down to the hazel eyes of Keladry's. The two stood still, silently glaring at each other, Joren in his trademark sneer, Keladry in her well maintained Yamani mask. "You can't work with each other on this mission and get positive results with those attitudes of yours." Wyldon injected from his desk.
Keladry blinked and faced the commander, giving a salute. "Sir! My apologies. I should have refrained my self. In the future I-" "Sit down Mindlen," "Yessir." "You to Stonemountain," "Whatever."
Wyldon gave Joren dark look and sighed inwardly. [This... is going to be a looooonnnngg meeting..... Mithros help me.]
A/N: ta daa!!! ;; sorry, I was planning on putting this up yesterday, but FF.net was not working for me last night T.T (lives in Hawaii so... night for her may be different for yall O.o ) but HAH! I really do plan on updating every day or at least once every 2-3 days Glomps oceanspike NEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Thankie for the review and yesh, this ish me 1st fanficcie ;; and actually... you're my hero O.o I read your ficcies and they helped motivated me to do me own ;; okie, well, I might do another update late this evening... so.. until then
Title dream [thoughts]
'A meeting 'tween adversaries
Small hands danced over a clear crystal ball, the owner's face well hidden in the shadows, the hood puller over to cover half the face. Words echoed out from small lush lips, murmuring words long forgotten. Or maybe it was a prayer to the gods. In either case, the crystal ball clouded over to reveal images of going down empty corridors in the dark of night, up stairs and through a door to reveal, peaceful brunette slept in the solitude of her room, a gentle breeze whispering from the window. Snuggling closer to her soft pillow which she had in a tight embrace, Keladry Mindlen murmured. The owner of the ball smiled ominously upon the sight of the Knight, or maybe it appeared ominous because of the shadows. "You cannot escape destiny...my dear Protector," The waving hands suddenly jerked around the crystal ball faster, the small fingers making harsh and crude symbols in the air over the smooth surface of the ball. And through the ball, Keladry could be seem frowning, tossing and turning in her sleep, muttering and murmuring darkly. The lips of the mysterious onlooker curled into a smile and faded into the darkness as the figure seemed to vanish into the night...
A confused hazel eyed brunette stared at her surroundings. She looked amazedly at a large well maintained lab. Fire from a forge glowed fiendishly, casting dark shadows on the lab equipment, giving them a fearsome look. Keladry jerked her head when she heard the sound of metal rubbing on metal coupled with the loud clanging of metal banging on metal in a rhythmic pattern. The Knight's instincts took hold as Kel slid into the shadows and followed toe sound. What she saw turned her blood cold. The Yamani smooth agent stifled a gasp of horror and surprise when she saw twelve feet tall metal contraptions that looked humanoid. The metal giants had blades as fingers and a lethal looking tail that had a spiked ball at the end. A gaping beak inlaid with rows upon rows of cruelly sharp razor blades as teeth gnashed at the air. The metallic monster seemed to be the manifestation of a child's nightmare after watching a highly rated horror movie. But that wasn't really what had the Knight's attention. It was what the thing carried that had her hazel eyes. She bit her lip to stop the tears and the cry of anguish and fear. It carried a battered, bloody, and mutilated Anders Mindlen, Keladry's eldest brother.
A blood curdling scream filled the female Knight's room, the outcry reaching the ears of many. Keladry sat up abruptly in her bed, brown eyes wide in shock and fear, panting. Beads of sweat covered her well toned body as Kel hugged her knees to herself, trying to regulate her breathing, calming herself. A knock on her door filled her sensitive over alert ears. Her hand reached instinctively to her gun but stopped when she heard the familiar voice of Neal. "Kel? You okay? What's going on?" worry filled his voice. "I'm fine. Nothing happened. Just one of those dreams again." "Do you wanna talk about it?" "I'm fine Neal and no, I don't want to talk about for there is nothing to talk about. Go back to sleep. Sorry for waking you." "It's no probl-" "Kel!" cried a new voice. This one was younger and sounded urgent. Keladry inwardly moaned. Splendid, even Owen woke up, and his room was the farthest out of her friends. If he heard her scream, that means the others- "KEL!" several cries shouted, companied by numerous frantic pounding on her door. Groaning out loud now, Keladry slipped out of her refuge, the bed and went to open the door where she promptly got a balled up hand knocking on her forehead with several others paused in midair in front of her face. A sheepish looking Cleon mumbled an apology as young Owen and old Neal bursted out into laughter. The tall red head glared at the two snorting fellow agents. Keladry lowered her head slightly and shifted a bit uncomfortably. Silence filled between Kel and Cleon as the two tried to look at everything but each other. The red head and brunette had been dating. Had been as in they used to but not anymore. The two broke up when Cleon confessed he had met someone else, or re-met someone. That someone was a childhood friend and his fiancé as of three days ago. Faleron, one of Kel's friends and part of the sparring group, cleared his throat. "Um... so uh... Kel! We heard you scream and uh..... you okay?" Cleon mumbled, fully aware he had hurt Kel, though she would never show it in front of them.
Kel snapped out of her previous daze and turned her messy haired head back to her friends and ex. Pausing she stared. "...I'm fine," she said finally. [Calm cool lake... calm cool lake...-calm-...... -cool-....-LAKE-!]
The tall red head shifted uncomfortably under Kel's stare. The giant had a tendril of red lock that had fallen over his forehead. Keladry ached to reach out her hand and sweep it out of his eyes. "Um... well, if you're fine, I guess we'll all be going... back to bed then.... Um... night," Cleon shifted and made his escape and started heading back to his room, his pace oddly quickening.
Roald, crowned prince and another one of Kel's friend from the sparring group, gave the brunette a comforting pat in the shoulder. Neal and Faleron followed suit whereas Owen came up to Kel and gave her a tight squeeze around her well toned waist.
Keladry gave her friends a smile and waved goodnight as they too started to go back to their rooms. Closing the door, the Knight leaned against its sturdy framed and heaved a sigh of relief. Looking back to her pillow and bed, she sighed again and changed out of her work clothes and into her large tee shirt before going back to bed.
Morning time 9:45 AM "Aw SHIT! I overslept!! Shit shit shit shit shit!!!" Keladry zoomed allover her room at top speed, trying to brush her teeth, get out of her tee and into her work uniform all at the same time. She was so busy failing miserably at trying to do everything at once by tripping down, she did not see the screen of her computer beeping with a picture of a mail zooming all over the desktop. Morning Time 10:13 AM "Damnit! Where the hell is Kel?!" Neal was banging his head on the table, complaining loudly. The quiet buzz of many conversations going on in the KATs cafeteria filled his ears as he lifted his head up to try and spot the brunette. Leaning out of his seat, earning him startled stares from other people and shouts of annoyance from his friends, Neal wooped and hollered at the just entering hazel eyed woman, completely ignoring the frazzled look on her face. "Kel Kel Kel Kel!!" "Sit down meathead," chirped Owen jovially, using the nickname they had found out from Dom, renown police officer in the capital. Neal growled and aimed a swipe at the grinning younger man, which Owen promptly ducked. Seeing that Kel was near, the newly Knighted agent slid out of his seat with great speed and hide behind the scowling brunette. "Kel! Neal's picking on me! He tried to hit me!" "Did not! Stop acting so childish and get out from behind Kel and take your punishment like a man!" "Ouch! Kel!! He hit me!"
Keladry rubbed her temples. [This is too early for his again...] she thought wearily to herself, despite the fact that it was now 10:20. "Neal, stop hitting Owen." "He started it!" "Did not!" "Did to!" "Did not!" "Did t-"
Neal was cut off by Kel's hand. "Neal, start acting your age. Owen, you should know better. You know how childish Neal is."
Neal sputtered angrily while Owen giggled. Kel sat down between the two to prevent further disruptions, knowing full well they would still probably continue on behind her back as she was eating. As Kel ignored the whispered argument between Own and Neal, she graciously accepted and thanked Roald for getting her breakfast tray. Now she didn't have to get stuck with the leftovers no one wanted.
Ignoring Neal and Owen was getting harder for now the two were in a shouting match. "Batman would SO own Spiderman!" Neal said with passion. "Yea right! Batman would get SERVED by Spiderman! The Bat's gadgets are no match for Spidies sticky web!" protested a slightly red in the face Owen. The youngest of the group was flushed from the excitement of the debate.
Cleon, who had been eating slowly before Kel came, frowned. Smiling fiendishly, he too joined the fray. "Daredevil would lay down the smack down on BOTH Spidie and Battie. So SHUT UP!"
Roald and Kel looked at each other with resignation in their eyes. "Well, I think Superman would dish out beatings to all three so hah!" quiet Faleron quipped, earning him stares from Cleon, Neal, and Owen.
Roald moaned while Kel covered her eyes and ears. "YEA RIGHT!" yelled Cleon, Neal and Owen. "Yea huh!" screamed Faleron back.
Keladry dropped her head on the table. By now, Cleon and Faleron were in a louder yelling match, Neal was standing on the chair pointing down on Owen sating Batman owns while Owen was point back up and saying Spiderman owns. Kel's ears were so filled with her friends' child like behavior, she did not hear the scuffle and flurry of action behind her until it was too late. Everyone at the table froze and went silent; staring at the OJ covered Kel. "Woops, it slipped out of my hand! Honest." Vinson Genlith said in a mock innocent voice. His friends at a table burst into fits of laughter. Kel quickly motioned her friends to sit down. Neal and Cleon looked murderous in their glares.
Her Yamani mask on, Kel silently stood up, deposited her finished tray at the drop off and quietly departed for her rooms. [I am stone, I am stone. I am a calm cool lake on a summer's day. Calm cool lake... calm..... cool..lake...] she repeated in mind, all the way to her room. Even as she fumbled with the computerized locks to her room, she still repeated the phrase in attempts to squash her anger. [Some things never change! That little... bah! Their not worth my time...]
Going to her drawers to get another pair of uniform, she slipped into the shower to clean up. When she stepped out, towel wrapped around her frame with another on her head as she dried her hair, Keladry hummed cheerily. That was until she saw the e-mail. Frowning, she sat down and logged on and proceeded to check her mail. Her face went white. Soft brown hair whipped our around her as she looked at the clock. 11:37!? "Shit!"
Flinging her clothes off in the solitude of her room, the panicking Knight slipped into her undergarments and uniform in record breaking speed. [Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit SHIT! A meeting with the Commander Wyldon! AND I HAVE LESS THAN 25 MINUTES TO GET THERE!]
Groaning, she grabbed a blow-dryer and tried to dry her hair with that as she used a dry towel to rub her head. [It's faster this way. Can't let him see me in wet hair... maybe slightly damp... but never wet! He'll think I'm getting soft and getting more feminine] Keladry could already hear Wyldon in her mind 'Agent Keladry, while you were dilly dallying over your hair.... people are dying and the –male- officers are doing their work. In the future, either get more serious about your job instead of fussing over your hair, or quit'.
Tightening her lips she threw down her hair drying implements and grabbed a comb, her cell, gun, badge, and keys while racing out of her room and down the hall. Getting her hair out of its crazy puffy look with the aid of the comb, she skidded to a halt outside of the elevator. She checked her watch. [Mithros, less than 8 minutes left! I'm going to have to run the stairs] Tucking her gun into its holster and tucking badge onto her belt.
The frantic pattering of footsteps dashing up on stairs in a hurry could be heard as Keladry Mindlen tried to arrive in Commander Wyldon's Spartan like office. [1 minute left!]
She paused outside the door, trying to control her breathing. Hopping she didn't look like she just ran the marathon, the mouse haired Knight pushed the door open and found... "Well Mindlen, I would love for you to come in here and have a nice chat with us, but we working men have some serious business to talk about. We don't have time to drink tea and have crumpets with you."
Keladry stared at Joren through her Yamani blank mask, knowing fully well it infuriated the achingly handsome blonde was so buff with soft flaxen hair and dreamy blue eyes.. [What am I thinking?! This is JOREN! The baka (A/N Japanese for idiot or in more extreme cases, bastard) who made your life a living hell during your training!]
"Well Stone Mountain, you should go play cops and bad guys somewhere else. The commander and I have an actual pertinent real work meeting, which does not involve how you broke a nail or something. Oh, and if your wondering, your oh so funny spouse, Vinson, is waiting for you with open arms down in the cafeteria." Keladry replied smoothly, her face blank.
Joren's face flushed in anger and he stood up with fists clenched. The tall handsome blonde glared down at Keladry, who surprisingly or not, reached only to his nose. In a low tone, slow and dangerous, he stepped forward, "Listen here slut, I don't know or care how many beds you warmed to get to where you are today, but if I were you, I would be careful. The big boys play up here, and we're...... rough with our play things...."
Blue eyes leered down to the hazel eyes of Keladry's. The two stood still, silently glaring at each other, Joren in his trademark sneer, Keladry in her well maintained Yamani mask. "You can't work with each other on this mission and get positive results with those attitudes of yours." Wyldon injected from his desk.
Keladry blinked and faced the commander, giving a salute. "Sir! My apologies. I should have refrained my self. In the future I-" "Sit down Mindlen," "Yessir." "You to Stonemountain," "Whatever."
Wyldon gave Joren dark look and sighed inwardly. [This... is going to be a looooonnnngg meeting..... Mithros help me.]
A/N: ta daa!!! ;; sorry, I was planning on putting this up yesterday, but FF.net was not working for me last night T.T (lives in Hawaii so... night for her may be different for yall O.o ) but HAH! I really do plan on updating every day or at least once every 2-3 days Glomps oceanspike NEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! Thankie for the review and yesh, this ish me 1st fanficcie ;; and actually... you're my hero O.o I read your ficcies and they helped motivated me to do me own ;; okie, well, I might do another update late this evening... so.. until then
