Ch VI
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When Van Helsing had thought that it would be a long trip, he was right. Just getting to Transylvania was hard enough, especially with a new partner, and Carl. Aluka could ride a horse better than Carl and was equal enough with Gabriel, so keeping up wasn't a problem. Food wasn't an issue either. The problem had been the weather...
It was the end of November, and snow was falling as the riders crossed the land to get to the Carpathians. Carl got cold too easily, and when Carl got to numb to hold the reins properly, they had to pull over. When they would pull over, the horses would start to get cold.
By the time that Carl would once again be ready to head out, Aluka's lips were blue, and she was freezing. They couldn't stay out in the open forever, and needed to find a place to spend the night.
"Listen, Aluka, how cold are you?" asked Van Helsing. All he really had to was look at her to see that she was freezing.
"I'm...pretty cold," she said, shivering.
"Alright. We have to make it too a place where we can stay the night. Like a cave or something."
"Ok," she said, "I'll be fine." Gabriel raised an eyebrow. He handed her his long coat, which she put over hers.
"Thanks," she said, slipping it on. Van Helsing just nodded.
That was really nice of him...she thought...Maybe he isn't that bad after all...
Now I am going to be the one to freeze...thought Gabriel...Great.
After doing his good deed of the day, Gabriel got on his horse, ready for a long ride. Carl and Aluka got on their mounts, and followed as Van Helsing took off.
They rode a long time, trying to find some where that could possibly be fit for human habitation. After a while, they reached a small town, with a population of about one hundred. Fortunately, though, they had a small tavern with lodging in it.
They put their horses into the stables, and then walked in. Only seven people were in there, and they were all drinking, smoking and exchanging stories.
"Go get it Bob," said one of the skinny old men.
"Right," said the 'Bob'.
"How can I help you?" said 'Bob'.
"Oh, you two must have just gotten married!" said another jolly looking old man to Aluka and Van Helsing. "See my friends; they even still have the priest!"
"I'm a friar," said Carl from the corner.
"We aren't married," said Aluka.
"Oh," said a younger man, "Then it's a traveler and his whore." All the card-players laughed. But the laughter stopped when they noticed that there was a long curved sword at the man's neck. He looked petrified.
"I suggest you saying sorry," said Van Helsing, a smirk on his face. Aluka glared at the man when he didn't say anything, and she twisted her blade ever so slightly, making a small cut on the man's neck. There was dead silence as the man uttered something inaudible.
"What was that?" asked Aluka.
"I'm sorry."
"Damn right."
The young man got up angrily and left the tavern.
"Sorry about young William, he has a sharp tongue," said Bob apologetically.
"Do you have any rooms?" asked Van Helsing.
"Yes. I have just two."
"That should work...I hope."
After being showed the two rooms, the party rented them for the night, and then decided to obviously get them. They weren't about to go and find somewhere else.
Gabriel paid the cost of the rooms, and got the keys to the room.
"Um, what's the sleeping arrangement going to be?" asked Carl meekly.
"Isn't it clear?" said Aluka, "I will get my own room and you two will share one."
"No way am I sharing a room with Carl."
"Trust me; you aren't my first choice as room-mate either Van Helsing."
"Well, who says Aluka gets her own room?" asked Van Helsing of Carl.
"Good point."
"Wait, I'm the only girl," said Aluka. Carl and Gabriel were looking at her like '....?'
"I deserve my own room," said Van Helsing.
"No you don't, I am a man of God and I need space for..."
"Your bar maids?" asked Van Helsing, smiling.
Carl blushed. Aluka had a somewhat good idea of what Gabriel meant when he said 'bar maid'.
"I agree with Aluka then," said Carl defiantly, "She is the only girl and she does deserve her own privacy."
"Fine. Side with her then. Aluka, you can have your own room then."
She smiled, took the key, and walked to her room.
Gabriel took the key and walked to Carl's and his room, which was right next to Aluka's.
"I call the bed, and you get to sleep on the floor," said Gabriel.
"Oh, so the friar has to rough it huh? So sweet we are."
"I know."
The two rooms consisted of a large bed, a wooden chest, a small table and two chairs, and a window looking out to the snowy landscape below (they were on the second floor). The bathroom was small, but it would serve its purpose.
"Van Helsing, I am going to go downstairs to see if those men are still playing cards," said Carl. Gabriel was sitting in one of the chairs, his left elbow on the table and his hand rubbing his chin in thought.
"You do that."
About a half an hour later, Carl was still down stairs, and both Aluka and Gabriel were in the exact same position simply thinking. Both were tired and decided to go to sleep. Gabriel made it to sleep before Aluka though.
She decided to go and give Van Helsing his coat back. When she walked into his room, that was unlocked because Carl hadn't come back yet, she noticed he was asleep. Aluka had to admit he was very handsome when he was asleep. She smiled as she put the coat on a coat hanger next to the door.
"Goodnight," she whispered making a mental note to herself to properly thank him tomorrow.
-hope you liked this chappie! I had a great time writing it!
Now please go and review. Reviews motivate me to write!
-the evil platypus of doom
Thanks for the reviews!
Countess Jackman
Waffle
Thank you!
When Van Helsing had thought that it would be a long trip, he was right. Just getting to Transylvania was hard enough, especially with a new partner, and Carl. Aluka could ride a horse better than Carl and was equal enough with Gabriel, so keeping up wasn't a problem. Food wasn't an issue either. The problem had been the weather...
It was the end of November, and snow was falling as the riders crossed the land to get to the Carpathians. Carl got cold too easily, and when Carl got to numb to hold the reins properly, they had to pull over. When they would pull over, the horses would start to get cold.
By the time that Carl would once again be ready to head out, Aluka's lips were blue, and she was freezing. They couldn't stay out in the open forever, and needed to find a place to spend the night.
"Listen, Aluka, how cold are you?" asked Van Helsing. All he really had to was look at her to see that she was freezing.
"I'm...pretty cold," she said, shivering.
"Alright. We have to make it too a place where we can stay the night. Like a cave or something."
"Ok," she said, "I'll be fine." Gabriel raised an eyebrow. He handed her his long coat, which she put over hers.
"Thanks," she said, slipping it on. Van Helsing just nodded.
That was really nice of him...she thought...Maybe he isn't that bad after all...
Now I am going to be the one to freeze...thought Gabriel...Great.
After doing his good deed of the day, Gabriel got on his horse, ready for a long ride. Carl and Aluka got on their mounts, and followed as Van Helsing took off.
They rode a long time, trying to find some where that could possibly be fit for human habitation. After a while, they reached a small town, with a population of about one hundred. Fortunately, though, they had a small tavern with lodging in it.
They put their horses into the stables, and then walked in. Only seven people were in there, and they were all drinking, smoking and exchanging stories.
"Go get it Bob," said one of the skinny old men.
"Right," said the 'Bob'.
"How can I help you?" said 'Bob'.
"Oh, you two must have just gotten married!" said another jolly looking old man to Aluka and Van Helsing. "See my friends; they even still have the priest!"
"I'm a friar," said Carl from the corner.
"We aren't married," said Aluka.
"Oh," said a younger man, "Then it's a traveler and his whore." All the card-players laughed. But the laughter stopped when they noticed that there was a long curved sword at the man's neck. He looked petrified.
"I suggest you saying sorry," said Van Helsing, a smirk on his face. Aluka glared at the man when he didn't say anything, and she twisted her blade ever so slightly, making a small cut on the man's neck. There was dead silence as the man uttered something inaudible.
"What was that?" asked Aluka.
"I'm sorry."
"Damn right."
The young man got up angrily and left the tavern.
"Sorry about young William, he has a sharp tongue," said Bob apologetically.
"Do you have any rooms?" asked Van Helsing.
"Yes. I have just two."
"That should work...I hope."
After being showed the two rooms, the party rented them for the night, and then decided to obviously get them. They weren't about to go and find somewhere else.
Gabriel paid the cost of the rooms, and got the keys to the room.
"Um, what's the sleeping arrangement going to be?" asked Carl meekly.
"Isn't it clear?" said Aluka, "I will get my own room and you two will share one."
"No way am I sharing a room with Carl."
"Trust me; you aren't my first choice as room-mate either Van Helsing."
"Well, who says Aluka gets her own room?" asked Van Helsing of Carl.
"Good point."
"Wait, I'm the only girl," said Aluka. Carl and Gabriel were looking at her like '....?'
"I deserve my own room," said Van Helsing.
"No you don't, I am a man of God and I need space for..."
"Your bar maids?" asked Van Helsing, smiling.
Carl blushed. Aluka had a somewhat good idea of what Gabriel meant when he said 'bar maid'.
"I agree with Aluka then," said Carl defiantly, "She is the only girl and she does deserve her own privacy."
"Fine. Side with her then. Aluka, you can have your own room then."
She smiled, took the key, and walked to her room.
Gabriel took the key and walked to Carl's and his room, which was right next to Aluka's.
"I call the bed, and you get to sleep on the floor," said Gabriel.
"Oh, so the friar has to rough it huh? So sweet we are."
"I know."
The two rooms consisted of a large bed, a wooden chest, a small table and two chairs, and a window looking out to the snowy landscape below (they were on the second floor). The bathroom was small, but it would serve its purpose.
"Van Helsing, I am going to go downstairs to see if those men are still playing cards," said Carl. Gabriel was sitting in one of the chairs, his left elbow on the table and his hand rubbing his chin in thought.
"You do that."
About a half an hour later, Carl was still down stairs, and both Aluka and Gabriel were in the exact same position simply thinking. Both were tired and decided to go to sleep. Gabriel made it to sleep before Aluka though.
She decided to go and give Van Helsing his coat back. When she walked into his room, that was unlocked because Carl hadn't come back yet, she noticed he was asleep. Aluka had to admit he was very handsome when he was asleep. She smiled as she put the coat on a coat hanger next to the door.
"Goodnight," she whispered making a mental note to herself to properly thank him tomorrow.
-hope you liked this chappie! I had a great time writing it!
Now please go and review. Reviews motivate me to write!
-the evil platypus of doom