<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg529977#msg529977">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 18-02-2008, 21:44:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Yes, I do like it. And why wouldn't you be able to go to fairy school? And we rarely call ourselves fairies, it's a loaded word you know." He winked at her and started rumaging through the closet, still only clad in his black jeans.<br/>"We need a few things before we can go..." Io started throwing out the oddest things on the floor, but what he kept seemed odder still. She could understand why he kept two motorcycle helmets, but why did he pocked an ace of spades? And what did he need that rabbit foot for? He didn't seemed satisfied though, not until he emerged from the closet with a loud "Aha!", holding a cricked bat with strangly carved symbols inscribed into the wood.<br/>"Your standard Cricket Bat of Giant Slaying. Never leave home without it."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Lily watched Io curiously, her thoughts elsewhere, despite the oddity of his selection.  That is, until he produced the big flat paddle that he announced as a bat of...<br/><br/>"Giant slaying?" she asked, suddenly drawn back into the now and present.  "We're not... going to run into Giants, are we?  I mean..."  that sounded like a strange question, she had to admit.  But really, it had suddenly become a strange world... goblins and trolls... why not giants.<br/><br/>"I'm not really dressed for Giant slaying, you know." she said, trying for a laugh, knowing that it sounded kind of lame.  No matter how hard she tried, everything seemed to take her by surprise and knock her equillibrium off.  Next thing he would be telling her that they were going to fly...<br/><br/>"Oh, god... I'm afraid of heights, you know... " she blurted out, the thought making her nervous.