LK: Hey people! I need to get a new entry line! And, on top of that, I
HAVE LOTS OF REALLY POINTLESS HOMEWORK! Ahem, well, glad that's over with.
Let's get on to more exciting things than my life right now, shall we?
Disclaimer: I don't own it. Shut your pie-hole. (My swim coach used to tell us to do that, but he added a word or two in there... I'll spare you, this is only PG...)
Ok, there will come a time in this chappy were you will think I have taken leave of my senses in a manner most unlike my self (shut up, rive.) and I will begin to make my characters do imposible things. You must understand, I LIKE doing that. It's FUN. I do this whole thing to amuse myself, and if I want to TOTALLY make something up, I will. So please don't complain, because then I'll just get mad @ u. K? K.
Chapter Five: "Follow the Yellow Brick Road!"
The darkness faded. Bright lights burned through Sarras' closed eyelids as someone softly called her name. Horribly annoying beeps came from somewhere above her head (sound familiar to anybody here?) The voice grew impatient, and then faded away. Letting herself be lulled into the false idea that she could still remain asleep, she tried to do so. A warning voice rang through the clearing, just discernible to her still asleep mind: "I warned you, doll!" before she was immediately hit with a large chunk of exceptionally cold water. She jumped up, fists raised, combat codes and battle cries sang through her head; she was ready to fight anyone who came within striking distance... until she her a crow squawk indicating laughter to her right side. She dropped her clenched fists to her side to keep from punching... "MAWAT!"
Mawat stopped chuckling just long enough to spit out the words "Yes, dear?" before being absorbed in laughter once again.
Sarras fumed as she restrained her self from aiming a few knees (did I say that?) punches in his general direction.
"Aw, get over it doll. Go freshen up. We got a _long_ journey ahead of us."
"Thanks, I'm awake already."
"You're welcome."
And so the day began. The two flirted their way to Pirates' Swoop, well, at least, with in sight. Sarras immediately sobered and stopped. "Mawat, switch to your crow form. This might get a little messy." She then picked up a bright red shawl out of no-where and her body shape change... she took on another human looking form. Her body matured to the figure of a twenty- year-old, and her human ears disappeared and were replaced by cat ears on top of her head. Her hair turned jet-black and her nails turned into ebony claws.
Mawat began to grow uneasy by this sudden change in mood and appearance. "Darling, nothing has changed between us and them."
Sarras sputtered. "Nothing? We have chosen to accept divine powers, and you say nothing has changed? Do you know that your grandmother AND your mother AND my mother can all see the white fire that is the power of the immortals? THEY CAN TELL. AND THEY WILL NOT LIKE IT!"
With that, she turned around and wrapped the sarong about herself in such a fashion that she could cover her chest and head without showing, even though she was already dressed underneath. Red cloak streaming, she stalked towards the stronghold's gates and called back, "If your coming as a human, make sure I'm not there when your grandmother skins you."
LK: Alright, I know the part about being immortal is iffy, but you know what, deal. I like it, and this is MY fanfic, not yours. Now, if you don't have any complaints, bless you. Please R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own it. Shut your pie-hole. (My swim coach used to tell us to do that, but he added a word or two in there... I'll spare you, this is only PG...)
Ok, there will come a time in this chappy were you will think I have taken leave of my senses in a manner most unlike my self (shut up, rive.) and I will begin to make my characters do imposible things. You must understand, I LIKE doing that. It's FUN. I do this whole thing to amuse myself, and if I want to TOTALLY make something up, I will. So please don't complain, because then I'll just get mad @ u. K? K.
Chapter Five: "Follow the Yellow Brick Road!"
The darkness faded. Bright lights burned through Sarras' closed eyelids as someone softly called her name. Horribly annoying beeps came from somewhere above her head (sound familiar to anybody here?) The voice grew impatient, and then faded away. Letting herself be lulled into the false idea that she could still remain asleep, she tried to do so. A warning voice rang through the clearing, just discernible to her still asleep mind: "I warned you, doll!" before she was immediately hit with a large chunk of exceptionally cold water. She jumped up, fists raised, combat codes and battle cries sang through her head; she was ready to fight anyone who came within striking distance... until she her a crow squawk indicating laughter to her right side. She dropped her clenched fists to her side to keep from punching... "MAWAT!"
Mawat stopped chuckling just long enough to spit out the words "Yes, dear?" before being absorbed in laughter once again.
Sarras fumed as she restrained her self from aiming a few knees (did I say that?) punches in his general direction.
"Aw, get over it doll. Go freshen up. We got a _long_ journey ahead of us."
"Thanks, I'm awake already."
"You're welcome."
And so the day began. The two flirted their way to Pirates' Swoop, well, at least, with in sight. Sarras immediately sobered and stopped. "Mawat, switch to your crow form. This might get a little messy." She then picked up a bright red shawl out of no-where and her body shape change... she took on another human looking form. Her body matured to the figure of a twenty- year-old, and her human ears disappeared and were replaced by cat ears on top of her head. Her hair turned jet-black and her nails turned into ebony claws.
Mawat began to grow uneasy by this sudden change in mood and appearance. "Darling, nothing has changed between us and them."
Sarras sputtered. "Nothing? We have chosen to accept divine powers, and you say nothing has changed? Do you know that your grandmother AND your mother AND my mother can all see the white fire that is the power of the immortals? THEY CAN TELL. AND THEY WILL NOT LIKE IT!"
With that, she turned around and wrapped the sarong about herself in such a fashion that she could cover her chest and head without showing, even though she was already dressed underneath. Red cloak streaming, she stalked towards the stronghold's gates and called back, "If your coming as a human, make sure I'm not there when your grandmother skins you."
LK: Alright, I know the part about being immortal is iffy, but you know what, deal. I like it, and this is MY fanfic, not yours. Now, if you don't have any complaints, bless you. Please R&R!