I stayed up all night to write! Blah, I have to go to school soon, in like, hmm, I don't know next month sometime... Might I remind this is T for swearing?
Assassin Author, I hope this chapter is up to your expectations! ;)
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Ayla added up the list of people coming.
Her, no duh Sherlock, Zeva, Gregor, Luxa, Aurora, Boots, Jinx, the roach Temp, Ripred, a rat called Silkfur, and a striped gray bat named Jiff.
They all sat around the table, eating food and talking. The moment Jinx, Ayla and Zeva got together, they began chatting like little girls, it was entertaining for the moment.
"So this Chris, he is, in love with you, and you both know it, but it's a touch and go relationship? Is this common in the Overland?" Jinx asked in a hushed voice.
"Mmm hmm, welllll, I'm not too sure if he really loves me, but he is fun to hang around, and mess with, so everyone thinks we're a thing, so we just go with it, because it's just too much work goin' against it," Ayla said, stuffing some sort of pancake thing into her mouth.
"You need to work on your manners," Zeva scolded.
"Huh, you're one to talk," Ayla said, remembering some past event.
"Soooo, Zeva, how's your romance life been doin'?" Ayla asked.
"That's none of your bid-ness," Zeva snapped.
Ayla and Jinx looked at each other, Ayla smirked.
"What's he like?" she asked, "Is he like really buff, and muscular? Or is he the soft gooey kind that sends you flowers?" Ayla asked, clasping her hands, and making a goofy face.
"Not telling!" Zeva said.
"Wet blanket!" Ayla sang, "Pft, at least tell us his name!" she begged.
"Silkfur," came the answer.
"'Scuse me, wha?" Ayla asked.
"Silkfur, his name is Silkfur,"
"How'd yah meet him?" Ayla pried.
"Through Ripred," Zeva muttered.
"Was it a blind date or something?"
"I need to get my whiteboard and markers! You're playing Twenty Questions!" she said, "No. Not a blind date, not even a date, well, okay maybe a little, okay, maybe a lot of a date, but it was not blind, and it worked out after the awkward silence,"
"Way, whoa, whoa, whoa, isn't Silkfur coming with us?" Ayla asked.
"Ripred pulled a few strings, and made a puppet dance,"
"Ah, manipulation, my favorite word,"
Someone tapped on their glass, everyone pulled out of conversation.
It was Vikus.
"The quest begins shortly, and I would like all of you to finish eating, and prepare yourselves. Gregor, Ayla, and Zeva, I would like to have you came with me.
Ayla rose from her seat, as did Gregor and Zeva, then followed him
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"Welcome to the museum, take what you think you may need, pack light. Ayla, your things are over there," Vikus said, pointing to Ayla's sling, and bags.
Ayla walked to the low shelf and snatched her things from it, she pulled the denim bag over her head, the strap resting on her left shoulder, the bag laying against her right hip. She took the leather sling and pulled I under her belt. She replaced her sandals with her sneakers, then went about to find things of worth.
She collected things as she went, flashlights, batteries, duct tape, never know what needs fixing, a pair of pliers, a strait blade knife, a new bottle of Diet Pepsi, she did a little happy dance, she was still going through caffeine withdraws.
Then she saw it.
A 22. rifle sat against the wall, a leather pouch sat next to it, no doubt it had bullets in it.
"Ooh, look Zeva, it looks like dad's gun..." she trailed off.
Zeva put her tail around Ayla.
"I don't think you should, I mean, you took hunter's safety three years ago,"
"Your right, I'll get it when we come back," she said, "Hey, Sparky, got everything you need?" Ayla said, calling Gregor by her nickname for him.
"Yeah, you?" he answered.
"Yep, lets roll," she said coming out, still eying the 22. It could wait for her.
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They met up with Ripred in the banquet room, he was chatting to another rat as they approached.
"What's up, Cheese Wiz?" Ayla asked casually.
"Ahh, the pup arrives. Ayla this is Silkfur. Silkfur, this is Ayla," he said with a little sarcasm.
"It's a pleasure, Silkfur, Zeva spoke very highly of you," she said earning a thwack in the back of the head from Zeva's tail. Ayla resisted the urge to flip her the bird.
Ripred stayed quiet, enjoying the awkwardness of it all.
"We don't have all day to sit here and talk, we need go," Gregor said, getting a little impatient.
"Fine, come," Ripred slouched away, leading the others along with him.
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"How will we transport everybody? There are only three fliers, I do not think they could handle such a load," Luxa was worried.
"Oh, Silkfur and I won't be riding, far too cramped," said Ripred.
Ayla did the mental math, "So let's see, there are three bats, Ripred and Silkfur will not be riding, so there are six people... hmm... so two to a bat, that'll work, I guess, and Mom told me I was slow at math, huh, this'll show her!" she thought, though it had taken her three minutes to come up with this answer.
"So, two to a bat?" though it was Zeva who asked.
"Yes, it will work, but the fliers will have to take breaks more frequently," Luxa said, also doing the math.
"Well, are we gonna get going? Because I'm getting a little antsy," Ayla said.
"We need to wait for Boots, Temp grabbed her at the last second to take her for a ride," Gregor shook his head.
So they waited, and waited, then they waited some more, and finally, they saw a little black speck running forwards.
"About time," Ayla muttered under her breath.
"Here be Princess, here she be," Temp said.
"Good, we can leave now," Ripred said, "Come Silkfur," Ripred and the other rat slunk off, well Ripred slouched, but it's all the same.
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Wow, I'm so sorry about the short chapter, my imagination took a huge crap on me in the middle and I've got writers block... ): So now I have no idea when I'm going to update next, I'm out of ideas, and the urge to write at the moment, sorry.
Yes, Ripred and Gregor had an echolocation class with Ayla, but I really didn't want to write it because you just need to think of Gregor's first lesson, that's all.
I will update when writers block slinks off, and goes down the crapper, so, ya.
AAST- Abbess and Recorder of Loamtree Abbey.
