This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn & Apple)
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				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 09:14:45</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_masd1pV9zn1rrc1kpo1_500.jpg)</div></div>Susan couldn’t remember the last time she had free time. She spent most of her weekdays in class or at a lecture of some form, Leaving the campus only when it was time to get ready for her cleaning job that took her into the night, when she got home she barely had time to eat before passing out. The weekends she worked day shift at the local coffee shop and then every spare minute was spent cramming her head full of notes. To say the least she was finding it difficult to keep up with her classes and the rent let alone any kind of social life. She had no friends, no real enemies either. She kept to herself and people generally left her alone. She told herself it would be worth it at the end of the day but couldn’t help but be a little jealous at the endless stream of boys her flat mate, Amy, managed to woo. Amy worked weekdays at the coffee shop and was in every possible way better than Susan. She was taller, prettier, she had friends, she never had to try to be good at anything and she was just a generally super lovely person. And most importantly of all she knew Susan liked her space and quiet and respected that. They got along famously as they hardly ever saw each other and were both very clean and tidy. <br><br>Susan was driving home after her Sunday shift at the coffee house, The scent of the ground beans lingered on her clothes. She was pale, more pale than usual because she had been up all night trying to make a presentation that was due in on Monday. The whites of her eyes were a little blood shot from the constant tired rubbing and her body felt weak with fatigue. Her presentation was not yet finished and her plan was to go home and take a two hour nap before working on it again. But as she arrived home she noticed Amy and a small collection of her friends at the front door talking and laughing amongst them selves. Susan approached with a weak smile “Hey” she said politely waiting for them to move so she could get inside. Amy came forward “Hey Suz” She smiled brightly “We are about to head down the beach for an afternoon swim and maybe grab something cheap and greasy for dinner” She said “You should come” she added with a nod. “Thanks for the offer, really” Susan said with a weak smile “But…” But before she could finish Amy cut it “You have to study” She said in a mocking voice like she had heard it a million times before. “Yeah” Susan nodded “Sorry.” And she made her way through the array of friends, keeping her eyes low and headed straight for her bedroom. <br><br>She was half way through unpacking her bag onto her bed when there was a light knock on the door. She opened it a smidge&nbsp; and peeked out with a yawn to see Amy’s friend Scott in his swim shorts and no shirt. The boy didn’t need a shirt, ever, he had a chest that could make the strongest of girls wobbly in the knees. She quickly covered her yawn with her hand and went pink with embaressment. “You’re real tired huh?” he asked and she nodded keeping the door between them not letting him in and more importantly not letting her out. “What’s up?” she asked truly confused to why he was at her door. She had met him countless times but they had never become friends. “I wanted to see if I could change your mind” he asked and if Susan had opened her door just a little more she would of seen Amy and her friends watching his attempt with held breath. “I really do have my..umm..” She failed to recall the word presentation but he used her moment of idiocy to continue persuading. “Just for an hour” he coaxed “It will be fun I promise” Susan gave up searching for her word and instead just shook her head in a no and stifled another yawn behind her fist “I can’t” she said as she finished her yawn. “Fine, I will beg” Scott said dropping to his knees infront of her door and Amy and her friends erupted into a fit of giggles. Susan wanted to die. Was she really so pathetic they would try pry her out of her room as entertainment?&nbsp; She looked down at Scott pulling his puppy dog face and sighed “Fine. For an hour tops” She said leaving out the part where she would actually be timing because she really did have to finish her presentation tonight, and sleep at some stage too. The group cheered as Susan closed her door. She felt sick but forced herself into a bikini and some shorts and pulled a sweater on over top. She kept asking herself why she was even bothering but before she could back out Amy burst into the room full of energy “You look great!” She said even though Susan felt like a wilting weed on the edge of death. Sus tried to smile but yawned instead. “A swim is just what you need” Amy said leading Susan from the room grabbing her a towel as they left. <br><br>The water was cold, colder then Susan had been expecting. Their towels scattered along the beach behind them the girls entered the water cautiously with squeals and giggles where as the boys ran in and splashed around like monkeys. Then there was Susan, half zombie from lack of sleep, un tanned and lifeless next to the other girls. She shuffled into the water hating herself for being conned by a boy with a pretty face. <br><br>“We should swim out to that platform” Amy said pointing further out into the water. It was going to be a decent swim to get there and the point was just to climb up and jump off, Susan couldn’t see the point especially when the water was this cold and she was this tired. The sun was starting to dip down in the sky the blue was starting to tinge with some gold, once that was gone the water was going to get a hell of a lot colder. But before Susan could protest the rest started to swim off with cheers of enthusiasm. “I might just wait on the beach” She mumbled edging back towards the beach when one of Amy’s friends mumbled “Typical.” It stung and Susan cast a look out to the platform. She could make it if she tried…it could even wake her up enough to try restore what was left of her reputation. She could be boring, but remember that one time she swam out with us to the platform. She could live with them thinking of her like that. <br>She didn’t say anything she just moved in behind them as they swum. The boys raced and made it there first where they stood around and looked smug as the girls came up behind. Susan waited until all the other girls were up. Before taking her turn on the ladder. She looked at their backs as the pointed and ahhed over the sun set. She was tired from the swim it hadn’t helped like Amy had said it would and she wasn’t looking forward to swimming back. As she pulled herself out of the water with tired limbs her foot slipped off the rung, her arms gave way and she fell down hard into the ladder, her head hitting the handle with a firm knock and she slipped back into the water unconscious with out a word. <br><br><hr><br>Susan woke as hands gripped her tightly by the arms. Her eyes flicked open under the water. Her head was sore and throbbing and before she had time to think or react she was pulled roughly out of the water, gasping for air through her wet hair that fell forward and stuck to her face.&nbsp; Coughing and choking she was laid down on what felt like rocks, They were cold and hard against her naked form. Susan cried out rolling onto her side and clutching at her throat with weak shaking hands, the air she was desperately dragging in was burning in her chest and her heart was pounding out of control. She started to sob curling her aching body up into a ball her mind was still waking up leaving her to rely on instinct only. Soft calming words were spoken into her ear as a rough but warm blanket was placed over her body and tucked in around her. Her sobs started to ease as she listened to the voice, though she was not yet sure what it was saying. It murmured and mumbled for a while as Susan squirmed and sniffled her mind slowly coming out of its previous still state of nothingness. She started to notice the comforting voice was not at all familiar, confusion started to seep in through the darkness. <br><br>Susan peeked out from behind her veil of wet cold hair to find the owner of the voice. It was dark, there were two flickering lights nearby, that danced shadows on the walls and kneeling next to her was some one, something, she had never seen before. It was a woman that much was obvious but she was different from any one Susan had ever seen before. Almost&nbsp; Amazonian or superhuman. She was huge. Big enough to make the tallest of basketballers look scrawny. She had long lean powerful limbs and was dressed in a simple fabric dress. Her skin tone was a deep golden caramel, her hair was long and dark and her eyes were large and green. Susan stared in awe, her sobs had ceased and she was now well aware that this was not the beach where she had…had she fallen?<br><br>She opened her mouth to talk but gurgled and coughed instead the mysterious exotic woman smiled softly “You will be alright soon” She said in a reassuring tone “Would you like to sit up?” Her accent was strange, confusion was starting to fill up Susan’s waking mind and she nodded, pressing her self off the rock as the large stranger wrapped the blanket around Susan’s shoulders and pulled it tight around her covering her nakedness. Susan let her eyes wander, behind them was a pool of calm black water, The walls were rock and curved over head meeting and creating an arched roof. The floor was smoothed pebbles and there were flame torches on either side of the pool. Susan swallowed hard and looked back at the woman with obvious fear in her eyes. “Am I dead?” Susan squeaked and the woman smiled brightly and shook her head in a no “Not even close” she said pushing up off the pebbles until she was standing, towering over Susan as she huddled under the blanket. “Now that you are awake, we need to go” the woman said offering her over sized hand to Susan who recoiled trying to convince herself this was all just a strange dream. The woman sighed and knelt back down looking into Susan’s eyes with her large green ones “Please do not be afraid” She said pausing, leaving that to sink in as she studied Susan’s small scared face “I will take you straight to the temple” She nodded her eyes soft and non threatening “They will be surprised to see you” She smiled extending her hand again. <br><br>Susan eyed the hand. Her head was still throbbing and her thoughts were a scrambled mess. Her body was aching and she beginning to wonder what she had done to deserve such a cruel dream. She decided to take the hand, move the dream along, perhaps she would trip and fall and land back in her bed. She got to her feet shakily, the blanket around her dropped down and pooled at her feet, obviously made to cover people as big as the woman. It dragged behind her as she stumbled slowly across the pebbled , the woman guiding her with a large hand at her back. “Where am I?” Susan asked, curious, as they made their way from the cave. “They will answer your questions at the temple” The woman said as the cave narrowed into a tunnel. Susan kept shuffling forward, around a corner and then paused. They had made it to the entrance and before them was a view unlike any Susan had ever seen before. <br><br>The tunnel was set into the side of a mountain that overlooked, well everything. Beneath them was endless green flats lit by the dim light of the dawn. In the horizon more mountains glowing as the sun crept up behind them. Off to the left was a well worn path that lead down the side of the mountain towards a vast dark sea of forest. On the edge where forest meet the grassy plains was a village, parts of it spilled out into the flats and the rest was hidden by the monster sized trees as it spread into the forest. “This way” The woman said gently nudging Susan down the path that winded down the side of the mountain. Susan didn’t argue she continued down the path more confused than ever at why her mind had handed her such an oddly realistic but strange dream. 
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				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>07-03-2013, 22:17:26</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.zen90682.zen.co.uk/Fion.jpg)</div></div><br>The dawn. It was invading again. It did that. A lot. There being two suns and all. Plus the other thing that was up there that blocked out the second sun for a few hours a day that was either a large moon or a binary planet.<br><br>Day ninety eight on a strange world filled with giant people. There seemed to be more women than men, which would be great if they weren't both freaky and insisted on seeing him as some kind of divine and unreachable and above all unapproachable fount of all knowledge.<br><br>Fion had been just an ordinary guy. He had grown up on the south coast of England, gone to school, been a kid, gone on to college, studied theater a bit, dropped out, traveled the world for a while on his parents money... Then something had gone wrong somewhere along the way. He had been down in New Zealand, there had been a party, he hadn't drunk anything but the girl he had hit it off with had been. They had been staggering back to her place, him trying to keep her upright and conscious most of the way, having decided quite firmly that he was not going to take advantage and just see her home safe.<br><br>Then there had been the sound of the engine behind them, the bright lights, then... He was naked and wet and breathing hurt.<br><br>He had been here ever since.<br><br>He had managed to glean that most folks who emerged from the pool were both female and very large. There were few men who came out, and almost all of them were of similar proportions to the local women. There hadn't been 'one of his kind' a man of, what was to Fion at least, normal stature for over three centuries. To the local city state this was, apparently, a good omen. A great event that would see them return to prominence in the region. Or some such.<br><br>Fion had been shown into the 'temple' where he had been given clothes, a suite of rooms, food, water and all manner of other comforts. What he was lacking for however was answers. Nobody seemed to understand half the things he had to ask, which was aggravating in the extreme. The local books were unhelpful. Most of them were religious and allegorical. There were, so it had been explained to him, books written by previous 'Wee Men' such as himself, but they were works of deep religious significance and were kept under heavy guard. He had yet to convince his, extremely polite and nice and warm and friendly, captors to allow him access to any of this material. Instead all he had to go on were fables and tales of amazing things done by people who appeared to have missed out on much of the industrial revolution. Along with a good portion of the renaissance.<br><br>Still dawn, a dawn, he was still loathe to think of the hour or so of dark here and there as night, was here and so soon someone would be showing up with some simple local food. He was more than a little sick of olives, not that he had ever really liked them to start with, and everything around here seemed to be olive based. If it didn't involve olives it likely had some goat or freshwater fish in it. Fion was not fond of these things either. Meals were somewhat of an embuggerance lately. They assured him all the time that he was receiving their best possible faire. That the choice food was saved for the chosen. But without the spices of the modern world it was all a little flat and well, olivey/goaty or fishy for his palate. Perhaps if he could be allowed access to the kitchens he could see about conning someone into letting him make himself a burger?<br><br>There was some kind of commotion outside in the court yard and Fion rose yawning and stretching from his bed to go see what all the fuss was about. The local custom was to sleep naked and this was one of the few local customs that he personally took to. He strode out onto his balcony in his birthday suit and caught sight of one of the local women, someone he thought he vaguely recognized from around the temple, pushing a child along. No, he hadn't seen any children since he had been here that couldn't be right.<br><br>It was a young woman. Of a normal stature. Fion's eyes bugged for a moment, his mouth dropped open.<br><br>"Bugger."
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				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>10-03-2013, 04:36:59</strong>
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				As Susan made her way down the path with her oversized companion she started to notice some of the locals were emerging from their primitive homes to catch a glimpse of the two as they made their way to the temple. They were all big. Every single one of them was just like the woman at her side. Susan pulled the blanket around her tightly making sure not a single speck of her pale skin pecked out from underneath. She felt dwarfed by the houses, though basic they were tall to accommodate their owners. Susan swallowed hard and tried not to make eye contact with the people who were staring and muttering. Her companion beamed with pride how ever, obviously quite pleased with her find and glad that there she had witnesses for the occasion.<br><br>“Why are they staring?” Susan muttered feeling awfully vulnerable and on edge, surely this was the part of the dream where something horrible happened and she woke up in a frightened mess laying on top of her laptop. “They are happy to see you” The woman answered turning her pleased smile on Susan who cringed. She was used to flying under the radar not noticed by any one or thing, the attention was making her nervous and if this dream had any loyalty to her at all it would open up the ground beneath her and swallow her whole. But it didn’t. She continued to walk along side the over sized woman. Confused at how her non artistic mind could have come up with such an abstract idea and still make it feel so real. It was unlike anything she had ever dreamed of before. <br><br>They walked past the houses and to a small path at the start of the tree line. It was well used and worn down to just dirt. The trees over head were as the rest of the inhabitants, Just slightly too big to feel real. Large dark leaves blocked out the light except for a sprinkling of gaps where bits of gold sunrise trickled in. There were no people here, and no houses just the airy dead silence of the forest and the deeper into the forest they went the thicker the silence became until Susan wished her companion would speak just to ease the atmosphere but before she could gain the confidence to break the silence herself they came upon what Susan assumed was the temple. <br><br>It was built around a stupidly tall tree that soared up higher then anything else around. It had no doors or windows, just smooth round holes carved out of the walls. The outter walls of the temple were covered in a climbing vine that was currently in flower. The&nbsp; delicate but bright yellow and white flowers were a welcome change amongst the dark green of the leaves. The entrance was a large arch and sat just outside was a guard and his pet. Susan’s heart sank. It looked like a dog bear hybrid, black in color, with a thick wirey black coat, paws the size of a lions and a head filled with razor blade teeth. It was settled in a rare spot of light, rising to its feet and staring intently at Susan with its black eyes as they approached. The guard got to his feet and walked towards them “Another one? So soon?” He asked the woman as he raked Susan with his eyes and the woman nodded with that proud smile on her face “I don’t believe it either, The gods are planning something, I just don’t know what yet." She said not stopping to speak with him but instead walking straight past the guard and into the temple "I need to get her to the priest.” She said dismissing him with a wave of her hand. Susan’s eyes were locked on those of the beasts the entire time, not convinced it was safe, the way it looked in to her eyes made her pulse with fear. <br><br>As they entered the temple it got darker, The building engulfed&nbsp; the tree, leaving the trunk bare in the middle. Flame torches hung from brackets attached to the tree. A deep low quiet hum of pray filled the air and Susan swallowed hard lingering close to the tall woman’s side and keeping her rough blanket pulled tightly around her. “This way” The woman said and directed them to the spiral ramp that cork screwed its way up the tree’s trunk taking people from level to level. “I won’t be sacrificed will I?” Susan asked quietly her voice barely above a whisper suddenly getting a horrible feeling of dred in her stomach. The woman laughed quietly and shook her head in a no “No, not at all” She said as they made their way up the ramp “Save your questions for the priest” She whispered and they continued up the ramp without another word. <br><br>They made their way up six giant sized floors, the occasional breeze that flowed through carried the scent of the flowers that decorated the outside, they were sweetly similar to jasmine. And as they got off on the floor that was just a collection of bedrooms Susan was left at a window to wait while her escort went to wake the priest. Susan went close to the window opening and poked her head out looking down the wall to the forest floor below, she could see the guard and his beast still waiting patiently at the entrance, though they were much smaller from this height. She cast her sights out over the tree tops. She could see everything from here. The cave entrance and the path where they started, parts of the village, little bits of the path they had taken through the forest. The sun had come up over the mountains behind them and showered the scene in bright light. The once dark and gloomy forest now looked bright and enchanting. She could hear the faint singing of birds in the distance and the mumblings of the priest being woken in a room not far from where she waited. She hoped that this meeting would be over quickly, and if this dream was going to be a long one she was going to need some clothes. <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>10-03-2013, 04:46:04</strong>
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				It had taken a few minutes to dress, find someone who could direct him to the suite that the woman had been taken to, check his appearance in what passed for a mirror locally, and head to the indicated room.<br><br>Fion knocked and waited. He was wearing a pair of sandles and what was almost, but not quite, a toga. Which seemed to be the thing to wear around here. It came down to just around the knees and showed off his lower legs quite nicely. The garment was a slightly off white linen, quite light and airy and held together at one shoulder with a gold clasp in the shape of some kind of small winged lizard which sported a rather surprised look on its little face.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>11-03-2013, 02:36:05</strong>
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				As Susan waited for the priest she stared out the window glassy eyed and deep in thought. She was trying to remember her last memories before she came here. What ever this was. Could stress do this? Had she finally snapped under the pressure of life and ended up in a hospital some where heavily medicated and this is just a side effect? But before she could come to any conclusion there was a knock at the door. She made her way over to open it, outstretching her arm which opened her blanket exposing half her side. She snapped the arm back tightly around her and scowled at the situation. “Umm…” She looked between the blanket and the door and figured there was not much she could do “Come in?” 
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				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>11-03-2013, 04:03:55</strong>
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				Fion opened the door and gave the woman a slightly off kilter smile, "Hey, ah. This is going to sound odd." His accent was definitely English, "But where are you from? Its just that, well, I have been here a while and you are the only normal sized person I have seen since I showed up." 
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				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>12-03-2013, 09:27:04</strong>
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				Susan blinked noticing straight away that her visitor was similar size to her and not amazonian like the others, though he was dressed like one. Her eye brows raised at the bluntness of the strangers entrance. “New Zealand” she answered her voice was quiet her arms wrapping as tight as she could get them around her middle keeping the blanket closed and secured. “Where exactly are we?” She asked obviously miffed at her lack of knowledge about her given situation “Are you the priest they keep mentioning?"
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				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>12-03-2013, 22:37:20</strong>
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				"Oh hell no, he is a dour wizened old bald guy with a lazy eye and a stare that could strip paint. And his voice? Its so raspy I swear you could use it to take the corns off of your feet if you held still and asked him to relate one of the local oral histories." Fion smiled, "Sorry, as for where we are, the most I can do for you is to tell you that this is the city state of Regnam-Cantant. Which is a bit of a mouthful frankly. I tend to call the place Reg, for reasons that are likely to continue to amuse only myself. I just sort of woke up here, well, what could be a few months ago. Time is a bit odd here. What with the two suns and the big moon or binary planet or whatever it is thing. Night is somewhat arbitrary in these parts."
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				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 01:21:14</strong>
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				Susan’s stomach fell as she listened, then quickly tied its self in evil little knots. Her expression was one of shock as she sat down cautiously on the edge of the bed. “A few months…” She mumbled shaking her head. She didn’t want to be here for a few months. What the hell had happened? Her brow creased in confusion “I don’t get it.” She said looking back up at the blonde guy “What…How…Why? I need to go home!" 
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				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 01:47:56</strong>
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				"Don't ask me luv." Fion shrugged expansively. "I woke up in that pool thing and nearly drowned when some amazonian woman yanked me out of it. Quite shocked so I was. I think I remember some bright lights just before I was suddenly naked and in the water though. Perhaps we were abducted by aliens? Though, I have to admit to not having been given a good hard probing since I arrived, so that theory is likely dead in the water to be honest." This flippancy was a typical English coping mechanism. Make light of things and have a laugh one that was almost in the blood for Brits. "Did you see little gray fella's with big black eyes at any point before you showed up here?"
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				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 02:47:35</strong>
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				Susan shook her head in a no still reeling in shock from the little light the guy had shed on her situation. Before she could calm her panicked thoughts enough to put together a sentence there was another knock at the door and she looked up to find it already half open. Two people looked in curiously. One was the Amazonian woman from before and the other was an old shriveled man who like the blonde guy had said did have a lazy eye and looked some what like a large rotten vegetable wrapped in a sheet. “Ah” The old man rasped “A woman” his attention then turned on the guy “Fion? What are you doing here?" You could see his thoughts tick over in his head through the expressions on his deeply wrinkled face "Do you know this woman?” He asked sounding like he was in the middle of an asthma attack, his breathing was forced and labored, his voice was harsh deep and scratchy and he often ran out of puff after three words, pausing mid sentence to suck in a breath. 
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				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 02:55:40</strong>
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				Fion shook his head, "Never met her before in me life squire. Just meeting her now, which answers your other question. If you have any more can you possibly submit them in writing and give me a few weeks by right of reply?" He treated the old man to a teasing smile.<br><br>The old priest scowled at the man, "Oh, be off with you." A fit of wheezing, and a wizened hand was waved dismissively at Fion who evaded it easily and stepped over near to the door, but remained in the room. He gave Susan a big cheesy grin and pantomimed the old man as he hobbled across the room towards the young woman who had just arrived. "You look healthy enough. Any headaches or nausea? Does your mind," a large fit of wheezing, "Feel 'fuzzy' at all?" A withered hand reached out and tested the muscles in her arm, "Why have you come to us?"
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				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 10:04:05</strong>
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				The moment the priest stepped into the room she couldn’t fight off the feeling that this, what ever this was, was not going to be enjoyable. He shooed the bratty man from the room, he how ever did as brats did and refused to listen instead making a joke out of the priest from behind his back. Susan gave him her ‘what the hell are you doing?’ look as the priest started to asses her. She jolted at his touch, making an instinctual shuffle down the bed away from him before she could help herself. She then changed her previous stare at Fion to the priest. This time it was a ‘Did you seriously just ask me that’ look. Her mouth opened to retaliate but her mind was still processing the stupidity of his stupid question. “Why did I come here!” She eventually spat out obviously very emotional “I didn’t choose to come to here, You are meant to be the one telling me what the hell is going on!” She pulled her legs tight up against her chest and hugged them tight pressing her face into her legs she muttered to herself “This is just a bad dream, This has to be a bad dream, This does not make sense, It is a dream, It is a dream” 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>13-03-2013, 17:23:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fion took to leaning on the door jam as the woman from the pool turned to regard him catching the look that Susan had given him. He offered the large woman a winning smile, which she countered with a slightly narrow look.<br><br>The old man nodded at the young woman's outburst and sucked on his lips for a few moments, "Oh well, I have to ask. I d..." A deep and abiding wheeze, "I don't mean to upset you. We have our ways. The gods send you to us, but they don't tell you why. Such is the way of the gods." He took to poking and prodding her for a bit with a bony finger, this seemed part medical and part ecclesiastical and was no small amount irritating.<br><br>Eventually he stood back, "Two of them now. And one of them a man indeed. This has not happened to any of the states in..." A cough, followed by wheezing for a while, "Five centuries. Mundi Secundus was the last of the city states to be so blessed and they ruled their neighbors for two hundred years. We are blessed indeed. There will be a ceremony. It will take a few days to prepare."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>21-03-2013, 02:52:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The poking and the prodding was humiliating. Susan yanked her limbs back and secured them under the blanket she was using as a robe. She sat confused and angry at the side of the bed, warm tears streaked her face and she refused to make eye contact with any one. She stared at warm glow of light that sprawled out across the wooden floors. Over and over in her mind she was still muttering, trying to reassure herself this was all just a sick twisted little dream. <br><br>The wheezing enthusiasm of the priest gained a glare from Susan and if looks could kill he would of keeled over. He was under the illusion that the monkey and herself were some kind of gift? A possession from a god they had never seen nor spoken too. He had another thing coming if he thought she was going to sit idly by while he put together a ceremony to celebrate. The only thing on Susan's mind was getting back to that damn pool and trying to get herself home and perhaps an item of clothing wouldn't go to far astray either. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>21-03-2013, 05:38:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a smacking of gums for a few moments, "I have ordered clothes and other things, jewelry and things you women seem to like, to be brought up. They should be arriving shortly. Along with some refreshment." The old man glanced over at the woman who had pulled Susan from her pool and noticed Fion was still there, he gave him a slight frown and was rewarded with a winning smile from the young man.<br><br>The look that the priest turned back to Susan was slightly resigned, it seemed if you were sent by the gods you had a fair bit of leeway here. "I will leave you to rest for now. You must be exhausted." This was followed by a particularly bad coughing fit that had the old man grasping at the furniture for support. With it over he gave Susan a final smile and hobbled for the door, the amazon woman following along behind him. Fion watched them go.<br><br>"So yeah, the town is kinda... Well, they have fewer social taboos than we do shall we say. The fashion at the moment seems to be for having one of your baps hanging out if you are a woman. Some people just walk around without a stitch. It just normal in the town. The temple here is more uptight, but, well, you are likely to go to the town sooner or later so its almost certainly best to prepare you mentally for that." Fion cheerfully informed her, "I hope you like olives. They are bound to be bringing olives. And watered down wine. Olives likely stuffed with something vaguely, but not exactly like, meat usually."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>26-03-2013, 00:23:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				This place and Susan were obviously not a match. She couldn't care less for jewelry all she wanted was her jeans and a hoodie and as for nudity and olives well she wasn't a fan of them either. She sighed and blew a stray strand of almost dry hair off her face and looked back at the English man. He didn't seem too bothered about their situation. Perhaps the loose 'bap' thing was a selling point for him. Maybe his previous life was crap though he looked attractive enough to be one of the happy ones. <br><br>"You talk like you enjoy this place, don't you want to go home?" She asked "Or wake up..." She muttered as one of the locals came scuttling in with his head low, not making eye contact. Susan paused her questions and watched him enter. He was leaner than the others and the cloth tied around his waist was dirty and old. He placed a tray down on the far end of the bed. Sure enough it was laden with olives and other strange looking things, two cups and a jug of liquid. He didn't speak and Susan noticed his hands were shaking. The moment the tray was out of his hands he quickly scuttled back out the door. Susan opened her mouth to keep pestering Fion when another local came in this time a woman and Susan paused again, this woman was incredibly lean like the man. Her hair was hacked short and the fabric of her dress was dirty torn and thin revealing everything. In her hands she held a small stack of clean pristine fabric and on top of that was a small collection of chunky jewelry. She looked Susan straight in the eye obviously not as shy and meek as the previous gift bringer.&nbsp; <br><br>She stood before Susan and gave her a smile as she lowered her head in some kind of pleased to meet you gesture. Susan looked to Fion and then back to the woman not sure what she was meant to say. "Uhh...Thanks?" Susan said getting to her feet and&nbsp; putting her blanket covered arms out to take the items. "The priest said I should assist you with these garments to make sure they are worn correctly" The woman said looking down on Susan despite the fact the were both standing. The blood drained from Susan's face "I'm old enough to dress myself thanks" she said but before Susan could protest any further the woman placed the new clothes down on the bed and whipped away the blanket Susan had been wearing. "Won't take a moment" The woman said grabbing Susan's bare shoulders and turning her so her back was to Fion and the woman and she was forced to look out the window. Susan's face was flaming with embarrassment&nbsp; and her still slightly damp hair was mere centimeters off being long enough to cover the more important parts of her breasts. <br><br>"If you are looking I will poke you in the eye" Susan growled at Fion looking quickly over her shoulder to make sure he wasn't&nbsp; but the woman quickly turned Susan's head back around. She worked quickly wrapping the fabric around Susan and securing it over one of her shoulders with a clasp similar to Fions. Susan was pleased enough to notice the fabric was not see through and that anything of importance was now covered. Though she still felt a little insecure as light breezes managed to make their way inside the cloth. The woman though thin was still stronger than Susan, Grabbing her hands and securing a gold bracelet to each wrist. They were too big and Susan was annoyed with them already. She smiled brightly down at Susan "Anything else you need?" She asked and Susan quickly replied with "Underwear" but the expression on the taller woman's face was enough to tell Susan that underwear did not exist here. "Nevermind..." she muttered and the woman smiled broadly again with another of those head dip things for both Fion and Susan and then left.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>26-03-2013, 03:20:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fion had averted his eyes at the crucial moment and hadn't been peeking when Susan had glanced over.<br><br>By the time she turned back around he was still determinedly not looking. He was stood in the doorway now, with his back to her seeming to contemplate a rather interesting tapestry that adorned the opposite wall of the corridor.<br><br>He had, if the truth be told, caught a glimse, which was causing him a little control issue. It had been a good long while since he had seen a woman his size and Susan wasn't unattractive. In fact she was quite the opposite.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>29-03-2013, 09:19:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan stood quietly at the side of the bed as the forceful woman left. Her fingers tugging angrily at the bracelets around her wrists. Looking awkwardly at Fion and seriously wishing this place was a dream because that was incredibly embarrassing. She cleared her throat and tried to fight through the awkward. "I need to get some answers. I'm not sure about you but I do not plan on staying here and being some kind of a prized possession. I will be going home" She said with a confident nod "I am going to go back to the pool. Maybe it is two way? Maybe...I don't know...It is a place to start" she grabbed a piece of fruit looking food off the tray on the bed and moved past Fion and into the empty corridor. Suddenly nervous as she remembered the beast and its master at the foot of the tree temple. She turned back to Fion "They will let me leave right?" She asked sounding less confident than she had done previously and what she had wanted to say was <em>can you please come with me</em>.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>08-04-2013, 17:42:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, not really no. The pool is, well, guarded, as will we be if we set foot outside the temple. Even when we are taken before the local city officials we will have our own temple guards. Nobody trusts anyone particularly highly around here. We are a sort of status symbol, a religious fetish on legs, which they are loathe to release into the wild." Fion sighed, "I tried for the first month or so to slip away. They seem to be really good at not letting me. Two of us would be harder, though we could at least get more inventive." He gave her a little eyebrow wiggle.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>09-04-2013, 02:09:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"For ever guarded...perfect" She muttered visibly losing all of her hope before his eyes. She looked at the piece of fruit she had taken suddenly no longer hungry she threw it from the window and watched as it sailed down to where the scary beast creature near the entrance of the temple waited with the guard. <br><br>They way Fion wiggled his eye brows made her smile, though half hearted it was still a smile. She dragged her feet as she slowly returned to her room and slumped on the side of the bed with a sigh. "More inventive how?" She asked a little of her hope returning. And then she swallowed hard and looked a little uncomfortable as she asked "You said you have gone unprobed, they are not going to like...burn us or anything right? I can't shake this feeling of impending doom" her voice a whisper in case they were listening. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>09-04-2013, 02:24:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait, you dont' want to be probed?" He took out an imaginary clipboard and mimed crossing something off of it. "Check. Shame." He glanced back up, "In all the time I have been here they have not indicated burning as likely. At all. Ever. In fact I don't think its likely to happen. They seem to put a lot of store in us. We are part of their religion in a way. Kinda creepy actually. Not to mention deeply annoying. As for the escaping, we do have a few physical size advantages we could likely exploit, only they seem to have the idea of guarding against escapee little people down pat. They do mention others like us coming from the pool now and again. Others have likely tried the same things. Given they seem to be a city state among many other such in the area, having walking talking symbols of your faith around has to count for something. What worries me is, what if word gets around that this place has a pair of little folks on tap and the others want in on the valuble resource that is us?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>09-04-2013, 08:19:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan tried her best not to feel violated as he crossed probing her off the list. She knew, already, that he was just trying to be funny. Her mood how ever was foul so she bit her tongue and tried not to retaliate. Luckily he continued and at first he was reassuring, had her convinced that she was too 'special' in their eyes to burn or hurt in any way shape or form. They were just to be held prisoner..for ever and ever and ever, Or at least that was what she assumed. But then he mentioned his worry and it was worse than hers and the familiar sense of dread returned to her tummy.<br><br>She threw herself back onto the bed and covered her face with her hands groaning "This place just gets better and better" She inhaled through her nose and exhaled through her mouth trying to calm down, she was having an intense desire to burn the stupid temple to the ground. And finally when she thought she was back in her rational frame of mind she sat up and looked back to Fion, realizing she had in fact been horribly rude to the man who had been nothing but helpful to her and she had not even introduced herself, only pestered him with a hundred questions. If he was right and they were going to be stuck here together she should probably remember some of her manners. <br><br>"My name is Susan" She said lamely pulling the tray closer to her leaving the end of the bed free for Fion to take a seat if he so wished "Sorry about..." She waved her hands around indicating everything that she was "It is just a bit..." She pulled her best what the fuck am I meant to think about this face and then sighed "You know what I mean?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>09-04-2013, 19:43:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fion. Fion Francis." The young man offered Susan a winning smile, "Very pleased to meet you Susan. A real joy. I mean, I have been the only sane one in an insane world for far too long in my humble opinion." He sighed, scratched at his chin, "The folks round here have no real sense of humour about things. At least in the temple. I think they have it trained out of them or something. The smothering worshipfulness and house arrest got old real fast too. Despite it being a big old house with all the medieval conveniences." He offered her a little shrug. "Still, at least they have plumbing of a sort and proper water closets in our wing. The earth toilets the locals use? They are not so very much fun."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>10-04-2013, 01:20:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She blushed no one had ever called her a joy before. A nerd perhaps. Or a buzz kill. She tucked her now dry hair back behind her ear and gave him a grateful smile "It is insane right?" She agreed "How do we even make certain it is real? Do you sleep here? If this is just a dream I am impressed with my imagination, I had no idea it was there at all! It could be just a horrible dream right? Not that you are horrible...ugh" She was back clinging to the idea this was all just a stress induced dream. And she had intended to be polite but she was just insulting him as she tripped over her words. Almost bursting with questions she continued&nbsp; trying to casually move on from her lack of social skills "You said there had been others like us. What happened to them? Do you know?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>10-04-2013, 04:56:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"There are stories about them. Some of them even wrote books, so I am told, yet I have not been allowed access to them. Kinda useful that other folk did come here first. At least everyone here speaks our lingo. The language out in the city is more native than here in the temple. Everyone here speaks English as, well, that's what I speak? Its a devotional thing. They insist on learning to speak the language of everyone of the 'special' people who show up. Then pass that on down the line. I think they have like five special languages in this city now. They have had English for a while, though when I showed up it was less... I think the last one to speak English around here was more mid Victorian. I think I recognise German and Spanish but beyond that they loose me. Definately two asian languages and one that sounds like it could be inuit." Fion shrugged a little. "They see us as aspects of some god or other I think, his or her or its messengers? Only we are all confused and can't remember why we are here due to nearly drowning. Its not a particularly sensible belief, but its theirs and they seem to like it well enough."<br><br>Fion sat down on the bed with a sigh, "You know, I can finally talk about computers and television and cars and mobile phones and someone around here will understand what the bloody hell I am talking about. Its kind of nice. Missed having someone around on my level lately. Both literally and figuratively. The women around here are all massive and not allowed to ever touch me for some iritating reason. Its like being adrift on a worshipful ocean."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>10-04-2013, 11:01:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan listened with interest as Fion continued to educate her. The comment he made about drowning peaked her interest the most. "I think I may of been swimming" she said "Before I came here that is...But the memory is so faint..." she saved the thought for later and continued to listen as Fion took a spot at the end of the bed that was stupidly big to accommodate the local sized people.<br><br>"You have asked them to touch you?" She asked with an amused grin picturing the scenario in her head. She sympathized for him, it must of been hard being here for so long with only them for company. "You can talk about those things all you like, I can't promise much though I don't know much about computers, only how to search for things I needed for class, Which made me far too busy for TV" she winced slightly as she remembered her project was due in today "As for cars mine is not even worth mentioning" She said trying to make him feel better but knew she was failing so she shrugged and leaned against the wall "Or if you want I could just stand next to you and let you feel tall for a while?" She said with a giggle. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>10-04-2013, 21:11:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fion gave her a grateful smile, "Its... Stupid really. I mean, I'm here, I have to play the hand I've been dealt right? Not being one to fold I have to see things through." He sighed a little and lay back on the bed stared up at the stupidly high ceiling. "Its just been insane here by myself. I was going a little stir crazy. Locked up in this palace all day with nothing much to do. They seem to just barge in whenever they want and interrupt anything I would be doing at the time. Which can be really irritating. Now and again we all need a little private time right? Just ourselves? Plus I really want to just go out and walk. The countryside looks interesting and I want to see more of it. I am a rambling man. Wandered all over the globe before, well, whatever it was wound me up here."<br><br>He sat up a little, "Last thing I remember was carrying this wasted girl along a road late at night. I was trying to take her back to her pad so she would be safe you know? I mean, sure, if she had had about ten less drinks in her I could have been interested, but by point she is passed out having had all her food and drink escape and smells of bile? Yeah, not that desperate...." He caught himself, "So yeah, anyway, I was carrying this girl, she was trying to walk and all, but doing a bad job of it, there is this bright light and engine noise and the next thing I know I am waking up with this huge woman in a strange dress pumping water out of my chest and I'm naked." He gave Susan a little shrug, "From what I can make out everyone here emerges from the pool. They just show up here and its the guardian of the pools job to save them before they drown. Then if they are huge they are sent to the city to be evaluated or something by the town elders and if they are short like us? Well they wind up here being pampered to death."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>14-04-2013, 10:31:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan shook her head, she couldn't believe he could be so accepting of his fate "This is not it, You can not just accept this Fion. We will find a way back we just have to keep trying." She nodded confidently trying to inspire some form of hope within him but quickly zipped her lips and continued to listen. <br><br>"Bright lights" She mumbled as she pondered his story wondering if it had any connection to her own "I don't remember any lights...I swear I was already in the water" her eyes glazed over as she tried to grasp at the memory but it continued to tease. She shrugged and looked back to Fion "I have no intention of being pampered to death, and if you want to go for a walk then it is a walk you shall get!" She wriggled off the bed and gestured for Fion to do the same. "We just say 'God has spoken to us, he insists we...' insert which ever activity we which to engage in here. If they are so eager to play that game, why not just play along?" She smiled and gestured for him to get up again "Let's go." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>14-04-2013, 22:13:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"If that works we will wind up with an escort of the palace guard. They are the most dour and humorless mothering women you can imagine. Its like going on a walk with a really bad victorian governess who is armed and and armored like an Athenian warrior. Not the most ideal way to spend an afternoon. It will be all, "Oh, we don't go that way on account of the spex's." Then they won't really tell you what a 'spex' is and you are left with this deep seated and unfulfilled need to know what the fucking hell they were talking about." Fion smiled, "Still, better than sitting around here and contemplating our navels I suppose."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>15-04-2013, 11:33:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan looked towards her navel a little confused, running her finger across it through her dress just to make sure it was still the same "I have never contemplated my..." She shook her head dismissing the thought not wanting to waste time on something so silly when there were things called Spex's out there that she needed to meet. "That is the spirit! Perhaps I can distract her with conversation, we can talk bracelets" She pulled her I hate these things face and she waved around her heavily burdened wrists "They seem to like the damn things enough, and while we are talking you can sneak off and find one of these cute sounding things." She made her way to the door pausing as she looked back to make sure he was following "They will be cute right? It would be a shame if this place was filled with man eating ants the size of cats" She shrugged and made her way to the stairs her ears filling with the hum of prayer again. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>16-04-2013, 05:52:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, yes, I should have warned you about the chanting. Its nice at first, melodic and soothing and musical. Then after about day three its just so samey you want to go down there and teach one of them to play the spoons. Or at least I did. Of course the poor woman in question was excommunicated or something. It seems the idea of treating what we say as edicts from the gods only lasts up to the point where we teach the buggers how to play hillbilly instruments. Which is a shame, she was getting really good at holding a rhythm. I was thinking seriously of inventing the banjo." This was all delivered with the utmost seriousness and candor, there was no hint that he was stringing Susan along.<br><br>"As for Spex's, they have a few skulls on the walls in one of the higher up's offices here. Its all eyes and teeth and seems to have at least two too many jaws. I am sure it could well be cute and fluffy in the flesh and the skull is at least only cat sized, so its not like sabre tooth tiger megafauna size. Yet I still don't really much fancy seeing one first hand if I can avoid it. If we do manage to slip away into the cuds we might want to ensure we have a nice stout stick each. Or failing that some kind of sub-machine gun perhaps." Fion joked with a cheeky smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>17-04-2013, 04:18:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Wait wait wait" She said as she descended the stairs "You had a woman excommunicated for teaching her to play the spoon?" Susan laughed and gained a harsh shhh from a local his 'I'm going to tell you off' face was plastered on as he turned to see who it was making all the noise. His eyes landing on the little pale pair Susan could see the blood drain from his face and he scampered off without another word. Susan raised an eyebrow and looked to Fion to see if this was normal but quickly carried on making a note of being more quiet. <br><br>Susan could feel her tummy turn over as Fion explained what he knew about the spex, she was thinking cute and fluffy not man eater plus. "These things just roam free? Even around the town?" She gulped reconsidering her forest adventure but trying not to let it show on her face, the mothering guide woman suddenly made some sense. Susan paused on a floor, taken by some art on the walls, she strolled lazily taking them in recognizing the pool in which they had arrived in a few it was obviously sacred "If you are going to re invent the banjo you might as well do the machine gun as well" She joked but then put her serious face on "You know you actually could" She said taking her eyes off the art and looking back to Fion who she assumed must of been bored stiff of her already, she had that effect over most people and poor Fion was stuck with her "If we 'invented' stuff for these people, something they have never seen before but is useful to them we could be the best damn little people in the history of everything!" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>18-04-2013, 15:38:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I am reasonably sure there is precedent for that. Given the proper water closets in our wing of the temple. I am not so sure about the machine gun though. They do have steel and basic gunpowder, but, well, machine guns take a lot of specific knowledge that I rather lack. I don't know how to make the primers, which would be vital to the whole exercise. Plus the whole locking mechanism for the action and bolt are a total mystery to me." He shrugged a little. "As for spex wandering free, well, I have never seen one, and I have been in town a good few times. I believe they are sorta sacred, so they are not really hunted, which could just be superstition, I am not sure. But they do wind up 'encouraged' to leave if they wander too close to a farm I think. Seems a little like the whole sacred croc thing in Egypt. This place is kinda insane at times." He smiled a little, "As for having someone excommunicated, that outcome wasn't one I sought out. I just thought it would be nice to have some percussion in there is all. They all look at me horrified when I try to beatbox."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>21-04-2013, 09:47:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I would be horrified if you tried to beat box too" Susan teased taking one last look over the paintings and heading back to the stairs taking them one at a time. Tempted to tell Fion she was only joking about the machine gun , but part of her thought he already knew and had just seized the opportunity to show off his intelligence. She entered the ground floor and paused expecting to be tackled by an over protective mother figure, but when that didn't happen she picked back up their conversation. "I should 'invent' underwear. Even if they don't understand the need for them at least I..." She begun saying as she headed for the exit but paused again leaving her sentence hanging, this time for a different reason. The beasty bear dog hybrid type creature was sitting alert at the front door. She had almost forgotten about it. She swallowed hard and looked back to Fion "What is that?" She whispered pointing at the beast "Is it's job to keep things out? ...or in?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>21-04-2013, 22:30:42</strong>
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				"A bit of both yes. Its called an 'Old' for reasons that I don't understand. But then why is a cat called a cat right? I think its actually ould or something like it, in whatever language it was originally before people from our world came over here and started screwing things up here. They are quite friendly, but will bring you back if you try to sneak off without a handler. Their eyesight is legendary, even at night. They are more intelligent that dogs and can follow a lot of commands if properly trained. Fiercely loyal to their mistresses, who generally raise from birth, I tried bribing one for a month with some nice meat every day then sneak off past it late at night once I thought it was fully on my side. No such luck. The big brute brought me back and then went back to playing with me like a puppy." Fion explained. "Still, they are quite good at fetch once they have the idea in their heads. Seem to enjoy the chase of it too."<br><br>He seemed to think for a few moments, "Underwear... They do sort of have stuff, its just, it tends to be made out of this scratchy linen that a lot of folks don't really want too close to their bits? Plus I am not sure exactly how things work here, given everyone seems to emerge from a pool? I imagine they do have sex, but I don't know about menstruation or stuff like that. Never had the courage to ask to be fair. First time I tried to explain babies and children I was met with horrified and disgusted looks."
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>29-04-2013, 06:05:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan flamed with embarrassment as Fion talked casually about menstruation and sex. She didn't have much interaction with men back at home. She would never admit it but she was still a virgin. She was impressed with her efforts in just holding a conversation with a man as good looking as Fion, Why did he have to shake her already fragile ground with talk about periods. <br><br>She floundered for a moment obviously taken back "Uh...perhaps...they...umm" She coughed pretending to clear her throat but really was trying to buy her brain more time to think of normal people responses and not the scream and run response she currently felt "Every species reproduces that way..so surely...unless they reproduce asexually...But then they would all look exactly the same...never mind" she muttered going over and over this horribly embarrassing moment in her head. One bit caught her attention "Wait so no children? Ever? That is really odd. What is the local life expectancy? With dogs the larger the dog the shorter the life span...not that they are dogs...ugh" She turned away and smacked herself in the fore head muttering to herself to be quiet. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>29-04-2013, 20:03:55</strong>
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				This elicited a shrug, "I don't know that age translates all that well to here? I mean, if the length of the year is different, which it very well could be? How can we measure things in comparison? Plus, the day is all strange and unusual here, with the multiple suns and all? Could be days are a different length? I don't know. I mean, how can you explain a second or an hour without having something to show someone how long that actually is? This place has clocks, water clocks mostly, clockwork doesn't seem to have made it here. Which is odd, because they have steel and gunpowder." He smiled a little, "I think some people bring certain idea's with them when they come here. Though I couldn't tell you how that works. As for the other stuff?" He had noticed her embarrassment from before and was feeling a little guilty over it, "I really don't know. I think they don't reproduce? People just seem to show up in the pools? If they do have sex, I think its just for fun?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>01-05-2013, 23:28:45</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan's mind boggled for a moment as she tried to comprehend how time would be kept over in this weird place and made yet another mental note to ask the priest or the woman who found her, at the rate she was going if she ever saw them again she would be reciting a very long list of questions that would be long enough to bore even the kindest of people. "Fun, yeah of course, makes sense..." She blushed again this time more lightly "And every one from the pool is an adult? That is so strange..." She was desperate to find out more about this pool but didn't want to pester Fion with it any longer. And she wanted to get as far away from the topic as possible before the blood vessels in her face decided to stay permanently red.<br><br>She looked back over to where the "old" was sitting by the door. She wasn't too keen on having that beast touch her so she approached the exit cautiously. Her eyes locked on the beast she took a step outside of the temple. The smell of the flowers was a little over powering so close to the wall but the warmth from the sun, ah suns, was nice she hadn't realized how cold it had been inside. "Where are you going?" the guard asked and the "old" lifted its head from it's resting spot and looked straight at Susan. She swallowed hard "Ah...just wanted some fresh air" She said taking a few more steps out and away from the guard and his pet. "Mary!" The guard screeched making Susan cringe and mere moments later a woman appeared she was tall like the others perhaps just a smidge taller than most with the longest hair Susan had seen so far. "Where are you two going?" she demanded and Susan opened her mouth to answer but was beaten by the guard "That one wants some fresh air" he said pointing directly to Susan and as he did the "old" got to it's feet. Susan regretted this adventure instantly and hoped like fuck that the creature would not approach her. <br><br>"The air is not fresh enough for you inside?" The woman known as Mary asked with a concerned expression. "It's fine...It's just an expression...I just wanted to go outside" Susan spluttered feeling like she had been called into the principals office for bad behavior. "You don't leave here without me" She said then turning to Fion "You should know better" She said shaking her head and Susan wanted to defend him, tell Mary it was all her fault but she was too scared, like usual, and instead just stood there looking like a child who was recently told off. "We can go for a short walk, I have to help prepare for the celebration" Mary said giving the "old" a gentle pat on the head before setting off with her far too long legs on what looked like would be a rather rushed and determined quick walk. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>02-05-2013, 02:38:46</strong>
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				"Ah, good on yer Mer." Fion said in a perfect Northern Irish accent to the incredibly tall woman, "Trust ya's to let oos out faw a walk. Ye's a good sort." A beat then, "Don't suppose ye have a pint a two 'a Guinness about ya?"<br><br>Mary glanced over, her eyes narrowed at the young man.<br><br>"Ah, no? Well, I had te ask." Fion gave her a big smile. "So how's things? Did they promote you to grand high ninibob and hod carrier yet?"<br><br>This granted the Brit another hard stare.<br><br>"No? Well they missed a trick there. Ye are the best they has and they know it. It can't be long now. Ye jes wait the feckers'll realize yer greatness sooner or later an' you will be roight up there Mrs." Fion was beaming now, clearly having a grand old time of it teasing their guardian.
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>05-05-2013, 23:35:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan had to jog to catch up with Mary who had taken off with much determination down the path she had come down earlier in the day. The size of the trees was still a little breath taking to Susan, but the dead silence she had remembered on her first visit was now broken with life. She could see brightly colored birds with what Susan swore had four wings each, but they were only visible for a brief moment at a time before they dipped back behind giant leaves. It was only now as she giggled and Fion's teasing, and with her fear of Spex's forgotten that she started to realize how beautiful this place really was. <br><br>"Can we go back to the pool?" Susan asked performing a fast walk/skip action to keep her place next to Mary. Her question was obviously not appreciated as Mary's pace slowed down to a near stop "No" She said bluntly staring down Susan with an intimidating glare "I realize you are new but this is one rule you must learn and abide by, You are not allowed back at the pool, It is sacred." Mary drilled her glare into Susan for a moment more before returning to her normal too fast pace. <br><br>Susan sighed when the glare was taken off her and crossed her arms unhappily across her chest before walking, albeit a lot more slowly than she had been before. Mary didn't look back but was obviously aware of Susan's slower pace "More importantly you are not allowed outside of the temple with out a guardian, so keep up" Mary said and Susan rolled her eyes and refused to alter her casual pace. "I don't know about you, But all these rules are starting to annoy me." Susan said quietly to Fion as they approached the small and basic township. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 03:42:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, with a great number of rules comes a great deal of fun in bending and breaking them." Fion pointed out with a good hint of mischievous about him. "Mary likes it when we play silly buggers for a start."<br><br>The large woman gave Fion a flint like look, all hard with sharp toothy edges.<br><br>"I mean, one guardian for two people? What if each one walked off in a different direction?" This question was asked with a tone of pure innocence.<br><br>"I can pick the pair of you up and carry you back to the temple right now." Mary cautioned. "Now behave or this little 'breath of air' is over."<br><br>"We are going to the city thought right? I mean, the town here is all well and good but..." Fion started.<br><br>"No. Just a little further then you are to return. Preparations have to be made for the celebration and you are required to be there."<br><br>"For what?" The young Englishman demanded, "I mean, what could we be needed for?"<br><br>"Fittings. You are each to have a new suit of clothes and fabulous accouterments. You are to look your best." Mary turned and regarded Fion carefully, "If you do decide to try to play me for a fool here today I track both of you down and you shall each be spanked before you are turned over to the masters at the temple."<br><br>"You... You would that." Fion nodded, "Though if the masters found out..."<br><br>"You would admit that?" Mary asked with a sly smile, "Tell the priestesses that your guardian put you both over her knee and spanked you till you begged her to stop?"<br><br>"Well, actually? I think that a few of the high priestesses would be quite jealous at the thought." Fion mused, nodding to himself slightly.<br><br>This finally set Mary off to laughing. A loud and hearty sound that was unexpected, bursting forth from her and frothing over to bounce around the valley.
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>07-05-2013, 06:20:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan smiled, she was never one for rule breaking but then she had never had so many laid down at once. Secretly she still thought that this place might all just be a dream so the idea of rule breaking didn't feel as wrong as it usually would. Running away from this woman was tempting but she continued to walk behind Mary, arms firmly crossed across her chest to show her annoyance. And as she walked she listened the Fion and Mary banter, Susan tried to fight off a smile but it broke through regardless of her efforts and before she knew it her arms were uncrossed and back at her sides. <br><br>Her eye brow raised slightly at their talk of spankings. Why any one would want to be spanked was beyond Susan but she figured it must of been some kind of inside joke when Mary erupted into laughter. Her laughter made Susan laugh as well though her confusion still showed on her face. "This is far enough" Mary said as they approached the edge of the small town, Susan looked around with curiosity. "We can come back here again another time though right?" Susan asked disappointed that she wasn't allowed to explore. "If you behave" Mary said the twinkle of laughter still in her dark eyes. "No leaving the temple without a guardian" Susan recited with a small roll of her eyes as Mary turned the trio around and they headed back to the temple. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>08-05-2013, 23:23:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Built of some unknown stone, partially carved into the side of a hill, the temple was fairly impressive. While a lot of the detail was covered with moss and some kind of red, green and gold creeping vines there were hints of shapes under the basic form. Statuary here and there that couldn't be made out. A hulking, huge edifice, it had to have taken years of labor to bring into the world. From a distance, due to the camoflage of the vegetation that grew over it, the building was hard to make out. If you didn't know it was there only the wall that curtained it from the world was really visible.<br><br>The wall was patrolled by soldiers, almost all women. With the low percentage of men there was little of the sexism of the world that Susan and Fion had left. <br><br>As they came closer they were met on the road by a wagon lead by some locals. It appeared a delivery had been made and the women were taking the cart back to wherever they had come from. The cart was pulled by two large creatures not unlike yaks, huge shaggy, with backswept sharp horns that curved around to eventually point skywards. These horns were dark like ebony and twisted like those of a narwhal. Unlike those from the temple, these women were more modestly dressed. Some stripped to the waist, wearing only a breechclout and perhaps simple sandals, others wearing plain dresses that came down to just above the knee and exposed one breast. The group perked up and stopped laughing and joking as they approached the guardian and her charges.<br><br>There was much whispering between them and a few of them took to pointing at Susan, all were wide eyed, staring, catching themselves and averting their gaze.<br><br>Fion gave them a nice big toothy grin.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 01:00:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The trio slowed and moved to the side of the path to let the woman and their cart through. Susan wasn't sure where to look, she was not used to so much nudity so she tried to keep her eyes on the strange looking beasts. But the woman's hushed hurried whispers and interest in the smaller pale pair made Susan blush. She turned to Fion who had his cheeky grin plastered to his face obviously not fussed with the attention. "Do I have something in my teeth?" she asked running her tongue across them just to make sure that was not what they were whispering about before smiling softly "I don't know if I can get used to this, I am so used to going unnoticed" Susan said honestly as she made her way across the short distance left between them and the temple where Mary had already arrived and was waiting for them impatiently. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 02:30:16</strong>
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				"We are a kind of religious fetish remember? They are all excited to see us. Two of us around at the same time is rare indeed. One of each sex is incredibly rare, almost unheard of. This news will be all over the towns and villages and then the city in short order. We are going to be the subject of a lot of water cooler talk I think." Fion smiled.<br><br>"Why would you need to cool water?" Mary asked, "Is it not cool enough?"<br><br>"Our world is a strange place." Fion shrugged, "People have so much yet take it all for granted as they have always had it. You wouldn't believe the amount of stuff most people in the west have back home Em." The young man gave the half giant woman a little shrug, then his face soured, "Oh, great. Now I miss my MP3 player. I want to hear Led Zep godamn it!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 10:36:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan wrinkled her nose at the religious fetish line. It was not something she had any desire to be. And the way Fion described their situation was that they were practically famous. She silently cursed wishing her mind had just given her the stock standard 'show up to class naked' mind fuck because this was going too far. <br><br>She couldn't help but smile at how Fion's face changed as he longed for his MP3 player. "If you like I could play the spoons for you? I would like to see them ex communicate me. I would march right up that pool and...." She looked to Mary as the entered the temple and winced "I mean..I wouldn't...I was just...fuckery" Susan cursed looking down at her feet so she wouldn't have to meet Mary's stern gaze. But the stare only burned for a moment Mary was quick to get back to her preparations. <br><br>"Now that the air is fresh again I must return to my preparations" Mary said with a nod "Stay in the temple" She added in a harsh 'do as your told' tone. Susan nodded silently only lifting her head again once Mary was walking away. She sighed and turned to Fion. "If I had truly known the drama it would take for a simple walk I would never of bothered" she said wandering the way she assumed they had come from her room earlier with an exasperated sigh "This place must drive you mental" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>09-05-2013, 16:28:52</strong>
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				"It has its drawbacks as well as its advantages." Fion confessed. "It could be worse." There was a moments thought, "It could also be a lot better. If one of them knew how to play 'Immigrant Song' it would be a start. I can only remember a few lines. Its really been annoying me." He started to hum the tune to himself as they wound their way through various corridors.<br><br>They ended up at Fion's rooms, which were just along the corridor from Susan's own. He had a similarly huge bed, a desk, a larger window with a better view and what looked for all the world like a large red leather sofa. There were two doors off to other rooms, one of which looked like it was just a large walk in closet type affair stuffed full of clothes, with the other being some kind of bathroom.<br><br>"Its not much." Fion confessed, "But its a home away from home."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 00:46:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan followed Fion trying to memorize the path they were taking in case she ever had to make it alone. The room the approached was obviously Fion's. She invited herself in for a proper look poking her head into the closet and bathroom out of curiosity. His closet was filled with clothes and she couldn't help but feel jealous that this man had more clothes than she did. The bathroom was interesting...she wasn't even sure how it was all meant to work though her interest was peaked by a bath looking thing in the corner she made a mental note to find one of those for herself later on. Moving back to the main room she trailed her hand over the red couch which was the most luxurious and less simple piece of furniture she had seen since arriving here, it was special, probably a gift of some sort she thought as she made her way to the window to take in the view. "It's nice" She said a little humbled by the breath taking view "My room back home is sooo small" She smiled sadly remembering it, already it felt like she had been gone far too long. "But I kind of liked it, felt cosey" She sighed and turned her attention back to Fion "So this is nice" She said changing the subject by referring to the couch "Almost too nice to sit on, was it a gift?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>10-05-2013, 03:41:41</strong>
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				"It was here when I took possession. I suspect that whoever it was that must take responsibility for all the Victorian language around here when I first arrived either made it or had it made. Its quite comfortable. Surprisingly so given how most things around here seem to resemble sitting or laying on a stone slab with extra craggy bits." Fion shrugged, "You are welcome to drop by and lounge around on it. I think you lounging could really improve the decor actually."
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 00:32:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan looked the couch over as he spoke. People from their world had been coming here for the longest time it seemed. There was, as far as she was aware, no mention or myth of this place back home. Which had to mean no one ever went back right? <em>This had to be a dream.</em><br><br>Turning around to sit on the couch, her hands ran over the red leather and as she wondered what the animal looked like that this had come from she almost missed the last of what Fion said. Almost. She couldn't fight the blush from her cheeks, she had never been told she could improve decor before and as she opened her mouth to respond her mind went blank which in turn made her hands sweat. "Thanks.....m-m-maybe I will" She said trying to fake some confidence but ultimately it just sounded like she had asked a question the way her voice squeaked at the end. <br><br>"So what do you know about these celebrations? Did they have one when you first arrived?" She asked shuffling around so she could tuck her feet up under her butt the blush from earlier slowly fading from her face. Susan hoped the drastic change of conversation didn't look so awkward and blatant as she thought it did. The last thing she wanted to do was insult him. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>11-05-2013, 00:48:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, if it follows the same pattern as when I showed up there is the display, a kind of parade where we have to walk down the street and everyone can see us. The feast, where the important folks gather in the main city square to eat a big meal with us as guests of honor. Speeches, which will be boring, long, and go on about things we don't really understand, a lot of it local politics I think. We have to meet the local bigwigs and high muck a mucks at some point. Then its on to the orgy for the night where the winners of the city lottery deport themselves for our pleasure and anyone we like, anyone who takes our fancy, is on the menu. So don't eat too much at the feast." Fion delivered this, including the lie of the all night orgy, with a totally straight face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 08:26:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan being the gullible naive girl that she is believed Fion's teasing white lie. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes went wide in panic "B-b-but..." She was about to spill her biggest secret about really being an adult virgin, A young adult, but still an adult none the less. She quickly reeled in her stuttering by slamming her mouth shut and protesting with a frantic head shake instead.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>13-05-2013, 08:30:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, well, if you don't think anyone there would take your fancy, I am sure nobody will be terribly offended. I mean, you have the right to be choosy after all. Being part god." Fion couldn't help but start to break out into a huge smile, it stole in from the right side of his mouth and crept over his face gently at first, before bursting out full force.
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 11:21:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan was reeling her mouth opening and closing as she tried to speak but no words seemed to gel together properly in her head. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Fion's sneaky smile crawl across his face, it wasn't until the tell tale sign was in full bloom that she clicked. Her horror now turning to anger. "You prick!" She squealed thumping him as best she could in the shoulder. She wasn't sure she had ever called some one a prick before let alone hit any one, ever, But she couldn't help but feel the little bugger deserved it. She let out a large exhale of relief and leaned back into the couch letting the tension of fear and anger fade from her body"I am still angry truly! But honestly more relieved than anything" She laughed. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>14-05-2013, 15:32:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fion set to laughing and laughing, good naturedly, just enjoying the moment. It took a few minutes for him to calm down again, "You are fun." he beamed, "I have missed having someone around to have fun with. Everyone here tends to be so stuck up and the few I can enjoy tend to wind up doing silly things like learning to play the spoons and being sent away. I don't think they are about to do that to you. Fancy learning the spoons?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 02:29:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan's mother had always said Susan was incapable of accepting a compliment because of the splash of Irish blood they supposedly possessed. Irish blood or not she still looked sheepish and awkward as Fion called her fun. It was not a word any one used in regards to her back home, unless they were saying 'Susan is not fun' which happened more often than she would like to admit. <br><br>She giggled at the spoon line, for some reason the fact that Fion had tried to teach some poor religious woman the spoons really tickled her funny bone. "I would love to learn the spoons" She said enthusiastically "Though we should be careful we might inadvertently make spoons sacred or something and then no one would be able to eat their soup!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>16-05-2013, 03:35:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah bugger em. Can't take a joke shouldn't have joined eh? Besides, I think if they do have soup here there tends to be a lot of picking up the bowl and slurping. Like in Japanese restaurants? Nothing wrong with that of course, unless you have a big bushy beard its actually far more efficient. Although I understand that straining your soup through a beard can have the beneficent result of allowing you to save the chunky bits for the end more easily. At least so my old Irish granddad used to claim anyway." Fion sat forward a bit, "So, do we try to sneak out before or after the big celebration thing? Because either way we are going to have to secure you more clothes."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 02:53:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan was giggling despite the disgusted look on her face as Fion described the art of filtering soup with a beard. It was in moments like these that she was very pleased to be a girl. Through her giggling she couldn't help but feel a slight bond to Fion over their Irish ancestry but choose to keep this to herself. <br><br>She smiled brightly at his next line "I was starting to think you were not interested in leaving this place" She said happy to be proven wrong as she mirrored his sitting forward action with enthusiasm "As wonderful as the celebration sounds" She said sarcastically "I wouldn't argue if we could leave beforehand. I don't particularly feel like being idolized today" then as if they had been listening two maids entered the room, their heads dipped low in respect. Susan stopped talking and looked to Fion for guidance unsure of what she should say. But before either of them could speak the priest entered, though shaky and frail he wore a happy grin. "You two make me so happy" He croaked baring all his broken teeth in a grin "Preparations are going to plan, the town is in a state of pure happiness!" He sucked in a rattly breath obviously having trouble breathing when he was this excited "I have received word we are having a few guests from a sister town to witness the event as well, They are saying the gods are smiling on us!" He paused to cough, holding his cane for support "We have new robes ready for you both, how ever first you must bathe" The priest waved a trembling hands towards the maids "These priestesses are two of my best, Their English is basic so don't argue" he looked directly at Fion "Listen to them, their instructions are my own" And then he hobbled away leaving the pale pair with the priestesses. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 03:06:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fion studdied the two for a few moments, then pointed to the one on the left, his eyes narrowed, "Miss June? That centrefold was just filthy. Who came up with the idea of using the four pronged walking stick like that? You should have them arrested. It was just disgraceful. Didn't stop me enjoying it of course..." He continued to smile at her uncomprehending face, "And the thing with the German Shepard the previous year in 'Beast and Maiden' magazine? A real shocker. I didn't think that was even possible without undergoing years and years of gymnastics."<br><br>He glanced over at Susan, "Yeah, they don't know three words of English it seems. Which is the old man's way of trying to keep me controlled I suspect. If they understood what I had just said after all? Yeah, even a god deserves a slap now and again. If I can't insult them to their faces they won't be discouraged. Or wind up ex-communicated for learning to play the spoons. Come to that, why do they even have spoons? I mean, they don't use them for soup much..."<br><br>The pair of priestesses helped the two refugees of Earth to their feet and lead them from Fion's rooms and down a level, through a maze of twisting corridors to a bath house. Dark marble throughout, opulent carvings, delicate sculputre, wonderful bas reliefs. A good number of masters and artisans had worked for many, many months to build this place. Steam hung in the air, the water that sat in the one very large round bath in the center of the room was clearly good and hot.<br><br>Susan and Fion were prodded towards the water, then on the edge of it, the pair of giantesses proceeded to set about disrobing their charges.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 10:57:34</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan was tempted to slap him herself on the priestesses behalf, she tried to laugh knowing he was just being a monkey but she found herself trying to picture his accusations and instead just looked like a confused naive idiot. She also found herself wondering who he actually was back home because no one she had ever met spoke like he did. He was intriguing with his intellect and confidence, she wondered if they had met under different circumstances if he would of even given her a second glance. "Perhaps they use them to scoop out the eye balls of naughty gods?" She teased with a smile as they were ushered from the room.<br><br>As they followed their priestess's through the windy dark corridors of doom she spoke to Fion in a low whisper "So they obviously can't understand us or else you would be wearing a lovely red hand print on your cheek, Let us discuss this escape attempt some...." she had started to say but quickly lost the ability to speak as they entered the bath room. "Wow" she breathed taking in it's beauty. It really was beautiful and the smell was something exquisite like the flowers that adorned the outside of the temple but more potent, maybe made into a soap or an oil. The fragrance hung it the air with steam. <br><br>It took until she was standing at the waters edge and the priestess was starting to remove her dress that she realized they were actually supposed to get in the bath..pool? It was huge. "Really? Again?" Susan protested flushing red, grateful that this room was darker than the brightly lit bedroom she had been stripped down in before. She looked over to Fion and then quickly looked away squeezing her eyes shut "Sorry!" She apologized "Oh god I didn't do that on purpose" She felt the remains of her dress get pulled away and dipped her toe into the water, it was hot maybe a little too hot for her liking but she made her way in fast to try hide her nudity beneath the water and doing her best not to look at Fion in the process though if truth be told she managed to catch a few glimpses of his naked form from the corner of her eye. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>17-05-2013, 18:37:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You didn't mean to do what?" Fion asked following her a little more leisurely. He had been here for a good while and was more used to the local thoughts on naked flesh than Susan. This was more normal to him, if still just a little bit odd. "What are you apologizing for?"<br><br>Moving to the back of the pool, where it seemed things were a bit deeper, Fion sat down in the water and was covered up to his neck. "Hot today. Which is nice. Last time I came to one of the pools they hadn't fired the thing up yet and it was cold bath time for me. Which is fun for the first five minutes or so, after that it looses its appeal as your wedding tackle decides its going to shrivel to the size of a walnut and go and hide up in your torso. That's about the point you realize you didn't really want to be there in the first place."<br><br>The two priestesses then set to disrobing themselves and followed, taking up some kind of lumpy offcuts of a nice smelling natural soap from a large chunk of the stuff on a pedestal near the bath itself. It was clearly their intention to take care of the 'washing' portion of proceedings for the two humans.<br><br>Fions eyes started to widen as he caught on to how events were, it seemed, intended to go.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 02:05:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan giggled nervously at Fion, her arms folded firmly across her chest and the water up to her chin. She was looking over the designs on the roof when she noticed the priestesses entering the water. She snapped her attention back to Fion and glared at him like this was his fault "They're kidding right? Tell me this is a joke" Her voice urgent she looked back to the Priestesses and shook her head "No thank you" She said her words slow like she was speaking to the simple "I might look small compared to you but I am actually a fully functioning adult, Can handle a bit of soap all on my own" Susan started to protest backing away from the insistent priestesses who obviously didn't understand or simply just didn't care. Susan was not the most graceful at the best of times, so it really wasn't surprising when in her panicked back stepping that she slipped, and went down under the water. It was hot and rose up over her face, she could see the surface, and feel the floor with her feet it would only take a push to save herself, This felt all to familiar. And like something clicked in her head she remembered what happened. <br><br><em>I drowned. </em><br><br>As she came back to surface gasping for air her eyes opened to reveal a hospital room. Scrambling up to the head of the bed Susan pressed herself into the corner against the walls and looked around frantically. She was dry and dressed in a hospital robe "Oh god it's happened again" She breathed her heart racing in her chest unsure of what kind of place this was going to be. Noticing the hospital bracelet around her wrist she checked the details to find all of them correct. The curtain to her room opened and in came a nurse. A human nurse. Perfectly sized and english speaking. She paused seeing the awake and stressed Susan and called for a doctor.<br><br>"Susan, it's okay honey" the nurse cooed like she was trying to coax out a scared mouse "You are at the hospital Susan, I am a nurse here, You had an accident Susan do you remember what happened?" The nurse asked as Susan slowly pried herself off the wall to sit more comfortably on the bed there were tears welling up in her eyes. Happy tears. That place was all just a dream, a strange dream. <br><br>"I think I drowned" Susan said and the nurse smiled and nodded "Almost, You were lucky to have such great friends" The nurse said and Susan's forehead creased in confusion. She didn't have friends. Not really. Maybe a friend, maybe, but apparently he had all been a dream. But the nurse said friends as in plural. This must be another dream. The doctors checked her over and issued a series of tests to make sure everything was all ticking all properly in her head after the concussion she had received. No one was sure of how long she had been in the water so oxygen deprivation was a worry but every test and examination was fine. Susan's mother had been called to collect her from hospital. Despite Susan's pleading she was instructed to stay with her mum where she could be looked after while she recovered. <br><br>Sitting in the car less than impressed she coerced her mother into taking her home first to collect a few things. "Stay here" Susan said firmly and her mother deflated behind the wheel. She was one of those nosey pain in the neck type parents and Susan so far had done a good job of keeping her well away from her flat. Escaping from the car before her mother had a chance to argue Susan rushed to the front door and let herself in. Creeping to her room on tip toe she opened her bedroom door and sighed in relief. Her room. All small and messy. She slumped down on the bed and took a moment to drink it in. Her homework sprawled across the duvet. She collected it all up into her back pack with the rest of her books and laptop, the bag was near bursting point when she was done.<br><br>As she stuffed some clothes into her over night bag her flat mate appeared at the door. "Susan? You gave me a fucking heart attack! I thought you were an intruder!" Amy squealed ditching the baseball bat she was armed with onto the floor and rushed forward to hug her. Susan smiled and hugged her back tightly. She had never been so glad to see the woman in their entire time of knowing each other. "How are you, Are you okay?" Amy asked looking Susan over "It was so scary, you have no idea, Scott had to swim down and pull you out. It took ages for the rescue people to arrive, you wouldn't wake up!" Amy ranted obviously distressed still from the event. <br><br>"I am okay" Susan nodded with a reassuring smile and nod "I am going to go stay with my mother for a few days, Doctors orders, I will text you though okay? I should probably go my Mother is waiting for me." Susan said slinging the over night bag over her shoulder and grabbing her school bag with both hands in case it gave in and finally split down the seams. Amy nodded "I am glad you are okay, works been hectic without you." She said and Susan paled. "Crap. I will call them when I get to mums. Ugh and my tutor." Susan stomped to the front door with a headache starting to bloom. "I will let every one know you are okay" Amy said with a small wave "Thanks" Susan said as she exited dragging her weary self back to the car where her mother was impatiently waiting. <br><br>Staying with her parents felt wrong. The small guest room smelt like cats. The sheets were over starched and the atmosphere was awkward. They had spoken casually over dinner and as soon as was polite Susan went to the guest room and unpacked her things. She checked her phone, not a single message though there were a few missed calls from her boss. She called him first and apologized profusely explaining the situation and was pleased to find she still had a job to return to when she felt better which she insisted would only be a matter of days. Her tutor was understanding but firm. She must have her assignment in by tomorrow afternoon at the latest or she would fail. <br><br>Pulling her home work from her bag she laid it out over the bed and went to her computer first something had been tickling at the back of her mind all day. She searched myths and tales in search of something that resembled where she had gone. But nothing fit, not right anyway. It was just a dream. It was almost painful to admit despite spending the entire time there wishing for it to be so. As a last ditch attempt she searched for Fion. None of the results matched the man she had meet..Imagined...she wished she could remember his last name it would make the search easier. It was in her head some where she knew it was, all she had to do was find it but no matter how hard she dug it stayed out of reach. <br><br>Susan distracted herself by working on her assignment until early morning, her mind was fogging up and her eyes were starting to ache from being rubbed at so often. Every second breath was a yawn. With drooping lids she leaned forward against a note pad, pen still in hand and fell asleep.<br>Susan lazed around in the warm dark comforting depths of sleep for what could of been an eternity or a second, She wasn't entirely sure. But something changed, something was different. Before she opened her eyes she knew what it was. She felt small. "Fuck" She cursed opening her eyes. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 03:33:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You nearly drowned." Fion explained quietly, "They panicked, it was amazing and kinda funny in hindsight, but at that time I was too busy saving you to worry about the two big shrieking washer women." The young man offered her a small smile. "I pulled you off the bottom of the bath, carried you to the edge and then they sat around and shrieked while I resuscitated you. I tried to do the pumping the chest thing without breaking your ribs." An apologetic look, "You started breathing again and well, I carried you up to your room, put you in bed here, shooed everyone else out and I have been sat here reading ever since. I was worried you weren't going to wake up."<br><br>Fion looked drawn, tired and like a great weight had been lifted from him. Relief was written all over him. The smile on his face was genuine and warm and terribly, terribly pleased. "I thought I had lost you again. I mean, that wouldn't have been so bad, I was used to being the only monkey in the zoo. It was nice to have company and I thought..." He closed his eyes, glanced away, "I thought you were gone just as I was really starting to like you."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 06:09:37</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan opened her eyes one at a time. She peeked through the first one, her sight landing on Fion then she sighed and opened the other. She found her hands and used them to rub at her eyes. She was so tired would she never be able to sleep? As he spoke, informing her of her most recent blunder, Susan pulled herself up into a sitting position, her legs crossing under the blanket and the rest of the blanket she tucked up in under her arms. <br><br>"It seems I am making a...wait...what?" Susan smiled and then quickly tried to kill the smile with a sharp bite down on her lip. "You would miss me?" She teased but she was genuinely quite pleased. Exstatic even. And then her body betrayed her by pinking up her cheeks. <br><br>Shaking her head to get back to the more important matters she pulled in a deep breath that set off a sharp pain in her ribs. She touched her chest gingerly "Ow...You weren't kidding..." Ignoring the pain she continued "It seems I have made a habit of this drowning act, You won't believe where I have just been...." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 06:13:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Unconscious for the better part of a day?" Fion's brow furrowed as he leaned in, he was still smiling despite himself, "You were here, well, at first you were downstairs and damp of course, then I revived you, carried you up here, dried you off and put you in bed." Of course he had done all that with her in a state of total undress, which was a fact that was even now burned rather hard and heavy into his brain. His brain was being somewhat of a traitor on this concept of course, no matter how much of a gentleman you try to be, your brain often has other ideas. Especially where attractive naked young women are concerned.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 06:31:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiled and shook her head "No. Well maybe..I suppose...."her brow creased as she tried to sort out how she could be in two places at once. "I went back Fion!" She said excitedly ditching her attempt to make any of this logical "I woke up in hospital and the doctor said I almost drowned and I was really lucky to have come through they were worried I may of been without oxygen and blah blah blah, I went back! I saw my mum! I saw my flat mate! I used the internet!" She dropped her gaze and chewed her lip a bit "I googled you" she admitted staring intently at her finger nails and only peeking up occasionally to see his response "I didn't find any thing" She sighed "But that doesn't mean anything, right? It wasn't a very thorough search I had to finish my assignment...I assumed you were just in my head and I was crazy...." she swallowed and looked around the too big room "Oh god I hope I am not crazy this is too real to be made up" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>21-05-2013, 06:36:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"You googled me... I don't think I ever told you my proper name..." Fion, blinked, "Wait, you went... How? You didn't... You were in a pool of water! That's... I could try that?" He sat up a little straighter, "I could go back? But, you wound up here again though. Oh, god, was that me? When I revived you? Did I do that? I mean, you were out for hours and all... But it could be my fault you wound up back here. Shit. Sorry! Fuck." He looked crestfallen, like he had just accidentally backed over someone's puppy in a car. "I could have ruined your life."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 00:11:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hey no, stop." Susan said shaking her head "It's not your fault, I don't want to die! What if I die here and die there too? It's not really a risk I am willing to take. Thank you for what you did, seriously, Thanks." She said with a reassuring smile "Well I got here by near drowning, and I went back by doing the same...though...I remember going under all I had to do was stand up, which I thought I did but when I surfaced I was in the hospital?" She shook her head and massaged her temples trying to ease the dull ache in her head "It can't be the water because I am back now and all I was doing was finishing up my assignment, it was really late, uh, early, I must have fallen asleep?" She said with a shrug "What happens here when you sleep? Do you dream?" she asked curiously.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 00:15:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, I do. The giants here hardly sleep, they do it like maybe an hour a day at most? They don't dream. They think us 'god touched' or lazy, possibly that we have to commune with some deity or other because we need so much sleep." He shrugged, "When I dream though, its just like dreams? I dream a lot of back home, but its that strange dreamy back home, not as I'm there. And more lately occasionally stuff from here will leak through. Like the people back home will all be giants and stuff?"<br><br>He was quiet for a few moments, "What was the assignment?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 02:14:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan sighed "It's just for my geography class, It's due today. Well it was due yesterday but I was kind of in hospital so I was given an extra day. Generous right?" She rested her elbow on her knee and cupped her jaw in her hand "I can't make any sense of this. The only constant I can see is me being clumsy" She smiled "And unconscious. But you sleep here fine so I don't get it" Her hair fell over her shoulder in a tangle, obviously not been brushed since she was in the bath. She clawed through the tangles with her fingers. "I close my eyes and wake up some where else. It seems I am not allowed sleep." And on cue she yawned.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 02:19:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fion yawned along with her, "I don't know." He managed as the yawn terminated, "You could try sleeping now. I might well have to join you. Could do with a bit of it myself." He gave her a big warm smile, "Really though, I am very, very glad you are okay. I was really worried about you when you didn't wake up."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 03:39:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"How long was I out for?" She asked hopeful that she might have missed the celebrations and also wondering what kind of time difference there was between this world and her own. She couldn't help but worry that she wouldn't make it back in time to hand in her assignment. She looked at Fion and agreed he looked like he could do with a sleep. "I didn't mean to frighten you, I am okay now really, just more curious than ever. What if I go to sleep and wake up back there? What if something happens here and I am over there and you can't wake me up or vice versa." She sighed "Could you stay with me? Just incase." and then blushed a little as she readied herself for her next question "And maybe find me some clothes?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 03:46:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I..." He had been about to answer that he would be very happy to stay with her, then she asked about clothes and his eyes boggled for a moment, "Oh! yes! Hangon." He stood, took a few steps, turned back, "Time here is a bit odd, with the lots of suns and the big moon thing and all? I think its been a day? Because I am tired enough that I haven't slept for a day?" He shrugged, gave her an apologetic look inspired by his inaccuracy and turned to head off to find her something to wear again.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 09:27:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan re tucked the blanket up firmly under her arms when Fion turned his back. "I woke around midday back home. I stayed up late, it must have been early early morning when I fell asleep, it could be the same you know? The time difference I mean. That means I have a couple hours here before I&nbsp; should go back...If I can go back." Susan said finishing untangling her hair and tossed it back over her shoulder and feeling it tickle across her bare back she had angled away from Fion. Not that she really needed to he had clearly seen it all already far too many times than she felt comfortable to admit. "So I was thinking I could try sleep, If you don't mind could you stay? I would just feel safer knowing you were looking after me..." She was glad he was too busy digging for clothes to see her blush, even if it was a light one. "You need to fill me in on all your details so I can try find you once I get back" She said "If you exist at all" she muttered quietly to herself. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>22-05-2013, 17:01:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know how much good my details will do you. I was traveling a little bit... Well under the radar? I mean, I am Henry Fion of the family Richards. Only I don't carry ID and... I tend to sneak my way into countries a bit. Its easier that way, not having ID and all." He looked a bit sheepish, handed over one of the plain white smocks that he had in his chest of unexciting local clothes, turned his back. "I don't know that I will even be there? I mean, I'm here right? I have never been back."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 01:05:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan took the smock and once Fion's back was turned slipped it over her head and down her body, lifting herself onto her knees for a moment to tug the smock down under her butt. "It has to be worth a try right?" She asked settling back into the bed feeling guilty that she had been back and he had been here this whole time. "Henry Fion Richards" She nodded sticking the name firmly into her memory and then she smirked "I would never of guessed you to be a Henry" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 02:01:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Me either. I don't like it, hence me introducing myself as 'Fion' all the time." He offered her a half smile, "So, scoot over, you are taking up the whole bed. Typical woman." The teasing smile was back as he climbed aboard the huge bed, laying resolutely on top of the covers so as to give Susan a barrier between the two of them.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 03:03:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan lay down and wriggled back till she was pressed against the wall. Pulling the blankets up tightly under her chin she rested on her side and looked at Fion. Her breathing was fast, and she was worried it was far too loud. A few butterflies flapped around in her tummy and it dawned on her this was the first time she had ever shared a bed with a male. And it wasn't even in a sexual manner but yet she was still nervous. That had to be the most pathetic thing ever. "What if it doesn't work?" She whispered suddenly feeling a tad bit of pressure. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 03:05:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Then you wake up back here and we go find breakfast. Which will no doubt include olives to a large extent and will cause me to whinge, moan and or complain." Fion offered a smile. "Admittedly waking up back here to my mug won't be the most ideal start to anyone's day and for that possibility I apologize profusely and unreservedly."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 03:13:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"A-a-a-and what about the celebrations?" She stuttered her voice still quiet as she tried to find excuses as to why this couldn't work. But a little voice in the back of her head piped up reminding her of her assignment. "Okay I will stop being lame, It's just sleep. I can sleep. I like sleep." She sighed positioning her arm under her head and snuggled into it taking a last look at Fion and thinking his mug wasn't going to be terrible to wake up too, at all, before shutting her eyes and trying to settle her nervous breathing into a slow natural rhythm. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>23-05-2013, 03:18:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Celebrations are not for a few days yet." Fion filled in quietly. "Lots of preparations to go into that." He watched her settle down and close her eyes before he reached over and turned the wick right down on the lamp and laid his own head down.<br><br>Sleep was never easy. It was always an evasive little shit when you couldn't shut your brain down for two minutes, add to that not really having a night time and irregular and erratic periods of darkness because of the rather strange cosmological situation and you had Fion's bedtime problems.<br><br>Then there was laying next to Susan. A real honest to god woman who was real honest to god cute.<br><br>Yes, sleep tonight was going to be very difficult indeed, despite not sleeping for way too long already.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>24-05-2013, 03:35:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan was having trouble sleeping because all she wanted to do was open her eyes. She could feel Fion's presence beside her and despite trying to ignore him, he was all she could think about. She decided after a few minutes of willing her eyes to stay shut this sharing beds business was more difficult than people made it look. She was determined how ever to get back home, her assignment was due soon and she desperately wanted to see if she could find something about Fion on the internet. How he had described the bright lights just before coming to this place made Susan think he had been in an accident...or like died or something. Maybe this was some kind of half way house between earth and heaven? That or she was crazy and this was all her mind playing tricks on her, both ideas were equally as plausible. She sighed and rolled over hoping having her back to Fion would make falling asleep easier. <br><br>Warm and comfortable Susan slowly drifted off, her thoughts wandering all over the place in that lazy unstructured way they do before you drop off into the still quiet never ending black of sleep. And that is where she stayed for hours. Eventually the black started to change it was no longer still and comforting, Susan was slipping down through it and it was starting to swirl and ripple around her. She reached out her hand to disrupt the swirly patterns to see her arm looked all wibbly like she was looking at it from under the water. That was when panic struck she looked up and could see the surface but it was disappearing as she continued to fall. She tried to swim and struggle and fight but despite her best efforts she continued to go further south and she wasn't going to be able to hold her breath much longer. The surface finally out of sight and her lungs burning for oxygen she tried to yell for help, her voice was silent coming out as only a few bubbles that floated up from her mouth and past her face. I'm going to die she concluded.<br><br>That was when Susan woke, gasping for air like she truly had been holding her breath, her body was hot and sticky, her heart was pounding and as her eyes started to focus she realized she hadn't actually gone any where. Her rapidly beating heart sunk in her chest and her eyes started to water as she accepted the defeat "Bugger" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>24-05-2013, 03:47:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fion was dreaming about the other world. He was engaged in a friendly game of twister with some girls he had met in southern Ontario in a hostel. They had the room to themselves for the evening and... In the real world things hadn't gone quite the way Fion would have wanted them to. Here in his dream they were going considerably better. There was a lot of giggling and, with it being strip twister and all, everyone was starting to loose all their clothes. It wouldn't be too long before it all went just the right...<br><br>There was something thrashing and gasping, struggling, heavy breathing, heaving. Light was coming in the window revealing Susan very much awake in bed next to him looking pale and drawn. He rolled over to check on her given her state of alarm and found himself glancing down at the results of his rem sleep experience. In the local attire morning wood was terribly difficult to conceal. His eyes went huge, his mouth dropped open and he froze in place.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>25-05-2013, 10:59:14</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan's less than elegant waking experience must have torn Fion, whom she had almost forgotten was beside her, from him sleep. His hair was all mussed up and his eyes were sleepy and he looked confused, well only for a moment. His sleepy confusion changed to a look of horror that made Susan selfishly think she had done something terribly wrong. She quickly looked herself over, content she was still safely tucked beneath the blanket her eyes landed on the real problem. She flamed red with in seconds and tried to look away, but looking at his face didn't seem to make the situation any less awkward so she stared straight up at the ceiling. "Y-y-you...I-I-I heard that is supposed to... Do you need some blanket? I-I-I...." Susan wasn't sure what to say added with her disappointment of not going home she started to cry. Big fat warm salty tears trailed down the side of her face she was fighting back the sobs but with every inhale she could feel them threaten to start. <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>25-05-2013, 23:33:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fion's eyes somehow managed to grow wider at Susan's reaction, he was up off the bed moments later, "Sorry! Shit! I..." He headed into the bathroom and closed the door, sliding down it, his face a mask of regret. Fate was cruel and unusual.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>26-05-2013, 05:13:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Fion's exit only made the tears worse, the moment the door shut she started to sob. "Oh fuck I am sorry" She squeaked trying to rub away the tears but her voice was quiet, her throat tight from crying. Getting up from the bed, sobs still shaking her body and tears streaming down her pale face she made her way to the door. Knocking on it gently she tried her hardest to stop the tears but only managed to switch the sobs for hiccups. "It wasn't you" She hiccuped through the door "It didn't work" She tried to explain but the way her voice went up at the end she wasn't sure if he could understand her, taking a few deep breaths and resting her fore head against the door she tried again "I'm not going back home" She said followed by a another hiccup that banged her head lightly against the door and she sighed grumpily it appeared everything was falling apart now. "It wasn't you, please come out" She begged worried her lameness had caused her to lose her only friend.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>26-05-2013, 05:32:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It happens." Fions voice was close and quiet, "Its... Normal? Dreams cause it. I woke up and... I wasn't..." He sighed, "Sorry. Really. I didn't want that." He sounded really out of sorts, quite unhappy with proceedings.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>26-05-2013, 05:45:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I know..." She said embarrassed glad there was a door between them. "Well I have been told...I haven't actually witnessed one up close before" She cringed as she admitted it "But it wasn't you" she hiccuped "It was just the dream a-a-and knowing I am going to fail my class and never go home again and..." Her voice went squeaky again so she shook her head refusing to let herself cry anymore. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>26-05-2013, 05:49:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The door opened slowly, carefully and Fion was there hugging her a few moments later a stricken look on his face. It was notable that he was careful to angle his hip towards her however. "You went back once. That's once more than I have managed. You are blessed." He hugged her warm and close for a while, then something seemed to occur to him, he blinked a few times, opened his mouth to speak, closed it again and went back to just hugging her.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>26-05-2013, 06:41:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan was pleased as the door opened though she felt far more revealed now dressed in the basic smock but having bared her biggest secret than she had felt being naked before him in the bathhouse. She quickly wiped at her cheeks with the palm of her hand to remove the wet streaks the tears had left before he came in for his hug. She smiled and put her arms around him in return, ruining the moment with a hiccup. "It is kind of you to say so, I just don't feel very blessed at the moment" She sighed and rested her head against him, she never noticed before but hugs were actually quite comforting, and warm and just generally very pleasant. She enjoyed it for a moment in silence before taking her head back and giving him a 'I am finished being a sook smile' 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>26-05-2013, 07:00:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He hung on a few moments longer, "Sorry. Really. I mean, yeah, its something that happens and I can't really help it... But still, yeah, didn't want to embarrass you like that." The wince was almost etched into his face.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>26-05-2013, 07:12:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"It's fine" Susan said fighting the blush that itched to settle on her cheeks "I get it really, I am sorry it all turned out that way it wasn't my intention. I know it wasn't on purpose, the tears truly were not for you or your uhh.." The blush won and pinked her cheeks. She wrinkled her nose annoyed at how often her capillaries betrayed her. "You know what" She said abruptly changing the subject "I could really go for an olive" She said with a teasing smile. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>26-05-2013, 07:18:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Those things become really dull after the first few days, I'm tellin' ya." Fion smiled, "I... Should shut up before I bury myself and continue to embarrass you." He sucked on his lips for a few moments, "This morning could have gone better so far. Can we start again?" Though now he came to think about it, the hug had brought back a certain throbbing, raging problem. It really did feel good having her held to him. He sucked on his lips again, great, now he was just not going to be able to think straight. Because all thoughts seemed to reduce to that throbbing sensation.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>26-05-2013, 07:52:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"We can start again, actually that would be real nice" She agreed faking a 'I have just woken up' yawn and then rubbing her eyes "Oh good morning dearest Fion" She said acting surprised to see him "Did you sleep well? I slept a treat though all that slumber has made me quite famished. Would you care to escort me to the kitchen?" She asked in her proper girl voice, bending her arm in hopes he would take it. "They do have a kitchen right? It's not like oh here is a paddock eat what you catch" she asked now back to her usual tone. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>26-05-2013, 18:32:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well then, kitchen for you, paddock for me." Fion smiled, took the arm and went to stand up, glanced down, "Ah, excuse me a sec? Sorry." He ducked back into the bathroom and was gone for a few minutes, during which he sorted himself out so his underwear would mask his embarrassment. Not the most comfortable way to spend the morning, yet better than having the girl laugh at him again. That stung. If he kept thinking about that he likely wouldn't need to adjust himself too much.<br><br>Emerging again he offered his arm. "Shall we?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>27-05-2013, 01:21:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan blushed as Fion excused himself. She didn't realize these things lasted so long, he must of been having one hell of a dream. Not sure how to deal with the situation she chose to ignore it and pretend it never happened. She looked at her feet trying to distract herself. The basic simple smock Fion had loaned her fell to just below her knees, it was thick so you couldn't tell she was completely naked beneath it. It was strange being without underwear or a bra though the fabric hung loose around her frame so she didn't feel overly exposed, more like some kind of doll in a dress made for a larger another toy. And she felt rebellious without her underwear, which was something she had never really experienced before. When Fion returned she was feeling a little better her assignment barely registering in her thoughts any more. She slipped her arms into his "We shall" She nodded ready to follow him "So while I am eating olives and fresh crusty bread in the kitchen do I get to watch you chase down a rabbit or what ever the local equivalent is in your paddock?" She asked with a teasing smile.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2013, 02:15:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"They have these things call bliner which are sort of like a rabbit, only they have eight legs and mimic sounds, same kind of size though. They are a pain when you are trying to sleep at night sometimes, given the sods are nocturnal." Fion gave her a small shrug, "Though the whole eight leg thing comes in handy admittedly. More to eat that way."<br><br>The kitchen was down two levels down and seemingly carved right into the cliff. It was a huge hot place, with a large number of fire-pits and several ovens. It smelled greasy and fat, rich and spicy. They didn't have too much diversity in their food, but what they had they knew very well what to do with it seemed. The staff were all shocked to see Susan and Fion there and stood wide eyed for a moment till one of the higher up cooks caught herself and started to lay about the others with a wooden spoon, catching one of the lowly kitchen hands a stinging blow to the side of a bare breast that had her yowling. This first blow was followed by several others and soon the room was a hive of activity again. Four of the women from the kitchen approached Susan and Fion reverently with their heads bowed. The one on the left end, short jet black hair, plump but not quite run to fat, spoke up.<br><br>"It is our infinite pleasure and most humble duty to serve. How can we help you oh wonderous voices of the gods?" The effect of this deference only slightly marred by the woman having to raise her voice to be heard over the clamor of the kitchen.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>27-05-2013, 11:52:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan was imagining watching Fion chase around one of the bliner creatures, it mimicking his curses as he dived and missed "Have you caught one of these before? That could be very amusing to watch" She smiled her arm still loosely linked with his as he lead them down to the kitchen. Her first impression of the kitchen was one of awe and the smells were good enough to make her tummy rumble. How ever their shocked expressions wiped the smile off Susan's face, she really hated how they stared. What she hated more was abuse and the way the apparent head chef smacked at the locals with her wooden spoon made Susan gasp and huddle into Fion's side clutching tightly to his arm. She wanted to tell the woman off pull out her 'but I am a god' card but decided against it, the locals quickly went back to work and the beatings ceased. <br><br>Susan raised an eye brow as the four woman who approached "Voices of the god?" She said with a slightly bemused expression looking to Fion and noticing she was still clinging to him, quickly she let him go and tried to act casual moving her attentions back to the woman. "I was just wondering if I could please have something to eat?" Susan asked looking around the busy kitchen and then quickly adding "If you are not too busy I don't want to be any trouble..."<br><br>"Anything for you..." the leaner taller of the four breathed making Susan take a notable step backwards. "No trouble at all, We will send a feast up at once" Said the plumpier one enthusiastically like she was a woman on a mission, they bowed their heads some more as they returned back into the thick of the kitchen, the violent one with the spoon setting to swatting them "Why must the gods come down here and ask for their food? Because you are useless! You are to serve them! Keep them fed! Look at them! No meat at all on their bones this is because of you!" She hollered making Susan cringe. <br><br>"Perhaps the field would have been easier" Susan said cringing every time the spoon collided with flesh she begun to shake her head "I can't watch this"<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>27-05-2013, 18:39:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ah, I'm not actually hungry? Thanks though." Fion tried, in vain, to gain some attention to the fact that he wasn't actually looking for a meal. He watched as the head cook continued to berate and lay about her underlings with gusto. "They say that working the kitchens here is a great privilege, one that is bestowed on only the best of the youth of the city and villages." He surveyed the place for a few moments, "The leftovers are part of the perks of the place and the staff here are paid well so I hear. There is a lot of prestige in it and kids fall over themselves to be accepted." He glanced back at Susan, "Different strokes for different folks."<br><br>He went back to trying to communicate that he didn't really want food, yet found himself and Susan ushered into a nearby banqueting hall and sat down, whereupon vast amounts of food were brought out for them to enjoy. Huge sides of meat, some kind of flat bread, a powerful smelling mustard, several kinds of preserve, various other, mostly greasy, forms of strange and wondrous smelling delights.<br><br>"That's... I don't usually wind up with anything like this." Fion glanced over at Susan sat next to him, "Good plan. Though, I don't really think I can eat much at all. The rest is yours. Though it does worry me a little that the high priestesses have been keeping this lot for themselves..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>28-05-2013, 05:22:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan was glad to be moved to another room away from the overly slappy chef. Fion had put her fears a little more at ease saying that they (the victims) actually really wanted to be there...though she might have to have a word with the frail old guy next time she saw him about teaching that woman a little self control.<br><br>"Might explain why they are so..." She answered Fion about the priestesses keeping the feast for themselves, she continued her sentence with her hands raising them up to show their height and as she brought them down brought them out to show boobs and out again so show hips "Oooooo" She sounded excited as she reached forward tearing herself off a piece of still warm bread "Thank the...uh...well...us" She smiled stuffing the bread into her mouth and melting back into her chair "Yum" She said sheilding her mouthful with her hand. <br><br>Chewing happily Susan reached forward for another piece this time tearing up some meat to sit on top. She hadn't realized how hungry she was till she started eating. She tried the meat with the bread and nodded happily "This is good, they don't feed you like this usually?" She asked confused as to why they were being treated so nicely now "Maybe woman are more important then men?" She guessed taking another bite of her creation. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>28-05-2013, 06:08:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Possibly. They don't no. I think some of it might go missing before it reaches me? Like the priestesses have their portion before they send on to me the stuff they don't like? Would make sense. They have a 'belief' in god right up to the point where its inconvenient to them and takes the good food away." Fion groused. "Priests were always like that back home. Well, not always, but the higher ups? Greedy mean fuckers the lot of them when you came right down to it."<br><br>Fion picked at the food, not in any big hurry. His belly was unused to all this rich stuff and he wasn't really hungry. "I think going to the kitchen direct cut out the middleman so to speak. Plus, yeah, women could well be more important. I think there is a lot here that goes on that I have not been made aware of."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>28-05-2013, 08:27:41</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan was half way through the meat topped bread when she paused Fion's words making her feel a little sick she placed the rest of what she held down and looked at him with a not very happy expression "That would be why you always get olives..." she wiped her sticky fingers on the smock tying to gather her words "Wouldn't they fear gods wrath? I mean it goes against everything they keep bleeting on about...." A smile curled Susan's lips upwards "Or we could play a little trick" She suggested obviously her lack of underwear had triggered the rebellious part of her brain that had previously gone unused "Make them regret all those olives they shunned off onto you" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>28-05-2013, 08:31:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well they certainly have it coming to them." Fion agreed readily, "What are you about to suggest, because if its going to be totally improper, that thing with the cricket bat and the ping pong balls, I am totally in." He offered her a cheeky grin in recompense for the twisted humor."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>28-05-2013, 09:41:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Cricket bat and ping pong balls?" She asked and then shook her head thinking if it was anything like the other things he talked about that made her confused she probably did not want to know. "Well we could fill their room with olives while they sleep? Or leave olives hidden in all their things, around where they worship? Let their own guilt eat them alive! Or we could..." She tried her best to think of things, it was obvious in her face she really did want to come up with a brilliant plan yet her rebellious side was still a weak infant. "We could like tell them we have spoken to god and he/she has a message for them?" She knew it was lame the moment it left her lips and she deflated back into her chair crossing her arms grumpily across her chest "Perhaps I should just stick to making coffees" she muttered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>28-05-2013, 16:57:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"The olive thing is good actually. As long as we can manage to make it in and out unnoticed." He leaned in, "If we are to sneak out of here, what worries me is food. I could maybe just about live off the land in some places back in our world, this one? Fuck know's what's good to eat out there and what isn't. Plus we will stick out like a sore thumb so we can't possibly go near any of the villages let alone towns or cities. We would have to take a good amount of food with us and try to learn as we go. That's... Not ideal. Unless we can convince someone, one of the women here or elsewhere, to shelter and feed us. Help us out." He sat back and gave her an apologetic look, "Sorry, I know its not an ideal train of thought."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>29-05-2013, 03:28:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Susan brightened a little when Fion called her olive idea good but the conversation quickly went dark, or at least a little grey. "I was so eager to leave when I thought this was all just in my head, but what if we get killed? All it takes is eating the wrong berries, stepping on the wrong bug...Is it a risk you feel we really could take? And if it is...Well....I would go with you of course! But We should learn more about what is really out there first. I have never&nbsp; been a nature kind of girl...."&nbsp; Susan swallowed hard picturing herself falling into a pit filled with beasties on the first day "I might need a little training" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>29-05-2013, 03:32:47</strong>
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				"Yeah, I suspect there could be a whole lot of strange things out there in the wilds. And given that the locals are a good bit larger than we are, the local wildlife could easily be larger too, which would mean we could wind up a snack. Not a huge fan of that idea myself. Now that I think about it, all those attempts to get out before? What the hell was I thinking? Okay, so we work at improving our lot here then? We visit the kitchens ourselves every day? Though we have to convince them to cut down on the portions. If they keep putting this lot in front of me I am either going to be feeling guilty as hell twice a day or I am going to have to be rolled out of bed over to the bathroom." Fion glanced up, "Ah, sorry, that wasn't a nice mental image."
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>31-05-2013, 00:10:16</strong>
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				Susan giggled, the mental image of Fion being a such a chubster that he had to be rolled to the bathroom was amusing considering his current frame. "Yes, maybe wise for now to stay here, I don't even know how to defend myself from bees I usually just run screaming so if I was faced with anything bigger I..I...well...it wouldn't be pretty." Susan said looking back at the food she had neglected no longer hungry but knowing she would be sooner or later "Coming to the kitchen ourselves sounds like a smart idea, We could even ask to plate up our own meals that way you don't get rolled to the bathroom and the girls don't get spooned to death for getting it wrong....I can't help but think that kitchen bitch needs a slap herself" Susan said with a grumpy look on her face "And those priestesses....This place obviously doesn't have karma, perhaps we should take matters into our own hands." She giggled hearing self "I think I might have gained a god complex" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>31-05-2013, 05:42:53</strong>
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				"Well, you are an aspect of a god allegedly." Fion was pensive for a moment or two, "We could still do it, get out. We would just have to be armed to the teeth and ready for whatever comes. Though, what really worries me, now that I am starting to think about it, is we are the right size for predators to think we are young of the big people? No, that's... No young here. Not for the people at least. All born from pools. Don't know about the animals though. I could ask about that. Remind me. I should." He mused. "Sorry, going on a bit here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>31-05-2013, 11:46:02</strong>
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				Susan nodded "It is very strange. I have questions also... Who is the assigned question answerer? We must have one, perhaps we should pay them a visit?" she suggested now she was done with eating "Though it feels like I am trying to fit a square into a triangle comparing home to this place, even with such basic things as having children those kind of things clearly don't apply here" she sighed feeling that sense of loss again at not waking up back home this morning "We could ask them about the wildlife around here too, and the plants, see if we can get a tutor maybe? It's not like we have anything better to do and it will give us the information we need if we do decide to leave, we can just pass it off as 'wanting to get to know the place'. Though weapons and weapon training....umm....we could say it is fitness? Can't be getting rolled every where that is just lazy" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>31-05-2013, 17:05:12</strong>
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				"Yeah, don't fancy rolling much. Or being carried about any particular way. I have legs and I enjoy the use of them. Plants have to grow normally right? They couldn't just grow out of a pool, that makes no sense at all. Someone would have to go about planting them. Surely its just the people who do that. But why? Its crazy. If I hadn't gone through it myself I wouldn't believe it. Fitness? Yeah, we can likely swing that, though they would have to make kit our size that isn't just ceremonial. Not sure if we can con them into doing that. Worth a try though. As for answers? Well officially the old priest, only he doesn't tell you jack and shit. So I just tend to ask the guards out on the edge of things. Those that actually speak English are more likely to talk to me. They are less tight lipped than the religious folk." Fion pushed his plate away, it had hardly been touched.
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>01-06-2013, 04:30:57</strong>
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				"I didn't mean how plants were born" She laughed "I more meant which ones were safe to eat and what not..you know in case we did actually leave, never mind. I find it odd that though we are meant to be so valuable so....holy or what ever that they would treat you this way with the food, and not be open about things we want to know. Does their god not see all? Wouldn't they fear making him, her or it mad?" She realized she knew nothing of the so called god she was meant to be an extension of which was going to make using the title to her advantage hard. "I might go visit the priest anyway...I have questions and even if he won't answer them I want to try" She nodded "You don't have to come..." She said hearing the dislike in his voice when he talked about he priest though she kind of wished he would come because he made her feel safe "I don't mean to cling to you like a baby sitter it's just you are the only normal, sane, comforting, nice? What I am trying to say is don't let me cramp your style, You must have found some things to fill your days before I arrived and if you don't wish to speak with the priest could you at least send me in his direction?" she asked her cheeks a little pink. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>01-06-2013, 06:09:01</strong>
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				"I don't know that too many of the higher up priests actually believe. Otherwise no, they likely wouldn't want to treat us like this. The office just conveys status and power to them. That's all they are really after. They have to treat us reasonably at least as we are part of their meal ticket, they can't let us starve, but since they don't really think we are actually part of this god they use to maintain their power..." Fion offered her an apologetic shrug, "Its not nice, but it happens back home on our world a lot, so why not on this one. People will use whatever they can to control other people. Sadly."
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>06-06-2013, 01:26:52</strong>
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				Susan blinked the blush quickly draining from her cheeks. Either Fion was blatantly ignoring her or he had passed out with boredom half way through her little rant. Either way she wasn't left feeling great. "Oh..yeah...that...yeah that is sad..." She muttered keeping her eyes low as she got from her seat and pushed her chair in "I'm just going to find my own way now then... so umm...bye?" She felt terrible as she left the dining room like her stomach was in knots. She left the way they had came in, refusing to look around the kitchen she went straight for the exit back into what felt like a labyrinth of corridors. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>06-06-2013, 03:38:39</strong>
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				It took Fion a few moments to catch on, he stood up, his mouth hanging open for a moment the retort dying on his lips, "Bugger..." He hurried off after her, "Lass! Susan, you are going the wrong..." He jogged a little to catch up. "That's the way to the guard barracks, the priests are further up the tower." He managed once he was closer. "Sorry, come on, I can show you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>08-06-2013, 11:01:53</strong>
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				Susan tried to keep her chin up despite feeling all kinds of horrible. She didn't stop when she heard Fion behind her, she wanted to get away from him as fast as possible it was only when he said she was going the wrong way that she&nbsp; stopped with a sigh her shoulders slumping with defeat. This place was going to be impossible with out him, she knew that much was true but she wasn't sure what had just happened between them. All she could tell was her feelings were wounded, a boy had never done that to her before but she knew straight away that she thoroughly disliked it and had now built up a wall between them where before there had been none.<br><br>She eyed him suspiciously as he offered to take her, she was curious as to why he had suddenly offered now that she had sulked off but not before when she had asked and he had ignored her. "I would have found it eventually" she said and regretted it instantly, her words sounding more poisonous than she had been intending them too but her pride refused to let her apologize instead she just lapsed into silence and followed Fion's lead making sure to leave a nice big chunk of space between them. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>08-06-2013, 16:40:21</strong>
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				"Alright. I didn't reply to everything you asked. I might have missed what you really wanted in my rush to say what was on my mind. That can happen. It wasn't meant as a slight, it wasn't meant to annoy... I'm just scatterbrained sometimes and if I am passionate about things, well, they can take over my mouth for a while." He lead her back across the hall, through a grand archway that was flanked with fluted columns topped with all manner of gargoyles and up a truly opulent staircase of what looked like dark marble. It twisted away to the left and seemed to go up into the heart of the cliff. The banisters were of some kind of dark highly polished wood. The steps were pitted in places by the passage of time and innumerable feet.<br><br>"I don't mean to sound impertinent when I say this, yet, I am surely not obliged to give you exactly what you want when you want it? Sometimes there are things that I might feel I need. I have been here way too long with nobody else to really talk to about these thoughts that have been trapped in my otherwise quite useless skull and so I am afraid you are liable to wind up with the balance sooner or later. I do know that we are going to have to rely upon one another and that there is plenty here to puzzle out. Two can do the work of four when it comes to thinking and sleuthing. But only if they work together." Fion stopped and turned to offer Susan a smile, "I am not saying any of this to cause friction between us, but because I would rather have things clear and out in the open than tied up inside either one of us. That sort of thing just leads to... Aggravation." he smiled, "I don't really want that for either of us, yet its bound to happen as we are not of one mind. Nor should we be." Another bigger smile.
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 11:38:00</strong>
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				Susan tensed as Fion explained himself. That feeling of dread bubbled in her stomach. She hated being off side with some one it just didn't sit right with her but she felt she was entitled to a little acknowledgement when she spoke given that was all he seemed to want as well. She opened her mouth to say this but quickly shut it again only seeing it becoming an argument, which is not what she wanted but she wasn't ready to bring the wall down yet either, not even when he smiled that smile that made her wish she had a camera.<br><br>She chewed on her inner lip and she willed her crossed arms back to her sides to try look less defensive "After I have spoken to the priest then my ears can be all yours okay? It's not like I am going anywhere" she sighed and the wall started to crumble "I can see how being here this long on your own could do that to your head, I am lucky in that I have you but you had no one. I will make more effort to remember that." She lowered her eyes and tucked some of her hair back behind her ear "No aggravation and no friction." and with that the wall fell over. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>16-06-2013, 22:48:45</strong>
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				"I didn't mean you are lucky that I'm here. I really didn't. That wasn't... Okay, its possible you are, because you have someone to bounce this stuff off of." He smiled a little at himself, "I... I just mean that wasn't on my mind right there is all. I wasn't trying to imply that you are lucky or should be grateful to have me about. I know I am not all that. I'm just some tall, skinny, kinda funny looking guy with just the wrong sort of face." <br><br>He shrugged, "Sorry. So, priest. The old boy is near the back of the place, deep in where they have to have lightwells and stuff. I think he is lower down the internal power structure than he likes to make out? I have only been to his rooms a few times, but I think I can remember the way."<br><br>He lead the way through halls and corridors and past a large number of rooms, up more stairs, past people and things and stuff and all manner of other strangeness. It seemed to have taken an hour to reach their goal, yet this was likely due to the strangeness of the trip.<br><br>Finally they stood before a small door of dark unornamented wood. It was banded heavily in some kind of metal and heavily riveted. It appeared to be very solid indeed. Next to the door was a handle which Fion pulled on. There was the merest hint of a bell tingling the other side of the door. "He's here, if he isn't the door is usually open. Might take him a few minutes to answer though. If he was in bed he is going to be displeased." This idea seemed to amuse Fion greatly for some reason.
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>28-06-2013, 11:23:33</strong>
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				Susan hoped Fion had been teasing with the 'wrong sort of face' line. She wasn't quite ready to admit it out loud but she thought he had the right sort of face for just about everything. She couldn't find a single fault with his face and in her brief moment of anger she really had tried but with no results. <br>They walked in silence through the strange corridors, Susan worried her breathing and bare foot padding was too loud, this place was eerily quiet. Worse than the non fiction section at her school library and that was saying something. As the walked she tried to think who could be higher up the ladder of power than the priest, but accepted this place was just too different than her world and trying to seek sense was pointless. <br><br>Susan paused next to Fion as he rung the bell and waited patiently for the priest to answer the door. It was cold here and she figured they must have walked into or under the mountain side, she wasn't even aware the temple was this large. "It's cold here" she said in a squeaky little whisper hoping they hadn't woken the priest. She watched the door for movement now very very aware of how little she was wearing thanks to the chill that was leaving the skin on her limbs splotchy. "I really hope he wasn't...." she began to say when the door opened and before them stood the priest.<br><br>The priest had not been sleeping it appeared for he was standing before them butt naked and covered from head to toe in a thick oil like substance. Susan took a big step back with a gasp and quickly looked away taking in a brief glimpse of the room behind him. It was lit by candle light and on the bed were several men and woman who were also naked and oily. Susan could hear them giggle as she stared intently at a spot on the floor. <br><br>"Oh!" the Priest wheezed as if he had been expecting some one but not them his surprise sending him into a coughing fit that wasn't enough to stop him from stepping out and closing the door behind him sheltering the sight from view. Or at least the sight of his bedroom, the sight of his old naked body glistening in oil was still on full show and Susan couldn't bring her self to look at him and wasn't sure if she would be able to ever again. "You two" the priest breathed heavily as he struggled for breath "You should not be here" <br><br>"I had some questions" Susan said her voice weak and pathetic. This was a bad idea why hadn't she listened. "This clearly isn't the right time..." she said trying to escape this situation. "I do not have time for your stupid questions!" He tried to shout clearly angry that she had even considered coming to him with something he considered so trivial. She hadn't been expecting such hostility from him, he had been polite enough before in the light of day and she had convinced herself he was the one she needed to talk to, in her mind priests were helpful, good, kind, honest, god loving people who would be pleased to babble on about the ins and outs of their religion and history. She could feel tears prickle up in her eyes and she held onto her breath refusing to cry though it was obvious she wanted too. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>28-06-2013, 14:58:57</strong>
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				"Alright, how about insightful clever questions instead then?" Fion asked with a big grin, the old boy was bothering Susan, berating her and that really wasn't on. "Did you come out of the pool this wrinkled, bitter and old or did time do this to you?"<br><br>"I..." The old man's face set into a deep scowl, he went to poke Fion with a long bony, oily, finger. Fion turned to the left and evaded it.<br><br>"How do you sleep covered in oil? Is the only reason you have so many young women in your room that there are so few men here? Did you tell them that your shaft is blessed by the gods? Do you think its fair that some poor girl is going to have to wipe up the mess you are making of the floor right now? Can you even get and maintain an erection at your age?" Fion delivered all these barbs with a jovial attitude and a big smile, playing with the old man, yet still not letting him off lightly for upsetting Susan.<br><br>"Listen here you little..." The priest started.<br><br>"Look mate," Fion said in a conspiratorial tone, pantomiming looking left and right before leaning in, "What and who you get up to in your free time is really none of my concern. Yet I worry that all that stress and strain from all the exertion of so many young writhing bodies on your poor old heart is going to do away with you prematurely and then who will I have to torment and upset. I really don't want to loose you, you are too much fun to wind up and annoy. So please, go easy on the little fella in your chest, he works hard enough as it is. I mean, sure, it sounds wonderful dieing in an avalanche of quim and all, wouldn't mind going that way myself in fact, yet really, at your age its deeply creepy and makes you come off more than a little bit toypedo if you know what I'm saying."<br><br>There was a blood vessel throbbing in the old man's forehead, it looked fit to burst. He grabbed for Fion, who moved back and to the left just enough to evade the attempt.<br><br>"Anyway, look we can see you are busy with your girls a fiftieth your age, so we will bid you a quiet night and be on and about our business. Give our love to the gods when you see them." Fion reached over and took Susan's arm, steering her in the direction of away.<br><br>There was a sound of frustration behind them, then the opening and closing of a heavy wooden door.<br><br>"I suspect he isn't getting anymore tonight." Fion grinned broadly. "So, do you come here often?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 11:21:37</strong>
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				Susan kept her face turned away from the old naked priest blinking rapidly to try hold back her tears, luckily for her Fion was quick to step in and take the heat. Though his quick wit and sharp tongue just poured petrol onto the fire. Susan couldn't help but watch out of the corner of her eye as the scene unraveled. The sick feeling in her tummy the priest now gave her was worth it as she watched his face go from annoyed to angry to absolutely livid. She wondered how far Fion would go before the priest broke. And sure enough as the thought passed through her head the priest made a move towards Fion, Susan gasped as Fion swiftly dodged. Susan was wide eyed like the rug had been pulled out from under her feet, the scene in the bedroom and the blatant gross nudity was a hard pill to swallow but to know he could be violent as well, especially to some one who is meant to be considered holy by the gods he apparently serves. <br><br>"Liar" She breathed in the faintest of voices, not that the pair would notice their eyes locked on each other. She allowed herself to be led away, though her legs felt shaky and her hands were trembling she linked her arm with Fion's, not aware of just how cold she was until she felt his warmth. She tried to remove her shell shocked expression, Fion clearly wasn't bothered by the confrontation. "I do not want to come here ever again" she knew he had been joking but she how ever was not "I don't want to stay here anymore" Her voice going all squeaky towards the end of her sentence a tell tale sign she was getting all emo on it again "I want to go home" she knew how pathetic she sounded and that it was kind of a given that the both wanted to go home but it still needed to be said. She wiped at her eyes with her free hand and squeezed Fion's arm a little tighter with the other as she picked up their pace trying to get as far away from that man's room as possible. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>18-07-2013, 15:14:17</strong>
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				"Yeah. Home would be nice." Fion agreed readily, "Really nice. Kinda fed up with the nonsense and the crazy around here lately." He confessed, "I mean, its okay here and all, but it isn't home."<br><br>The young man steered the pair away from the priests bedroom and back towards the lighter areas of the palace, warmer, brighter, near the front of the place. He found them a huge stained glass window depicting some kind of battle or other that looked out over the valley that the nearby city sat in, glancing around carefully before leaning in. "I think our best bet to get away will likely be during the celebrations. We have then a whole town to get lost in? Only, well, we have a major disadvantage in not being spotted? We stick out a bit with the lack of stature and all."
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 09:45:19</strong>
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				The encounter with the priest left Susan feeling awful, and despite moving back out towards the warmer outer edges of the temple she still felt cold. She glanced at the stained window she would of previously found beautiful, now she could barely take it in. She folded her arms tightly across her chest and lowered her eyes to the floor as she listened to Fion. He was saying exactly what she needed to hear. Well almost she was taking from it what she needed and that was that he wanted to leave as well and that was music to her ears. They couldn't go home but they could put as much distance between themselves and that horrible man as possible and that was better than nothing. She looked back over her shoulder to make sure no one was approaching before replying. "It may be a little cliche but how about a distraction?" she suggested. It was scratching the surface of the iceberg if Fion was serious there would be a lot of planning and preparations ahead. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 18:58:35</strong>
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				"Yeah. What sort of thing though? I mean, I know they have gunpowder here, but its guarded and, well, they will be setting off a lot of fireworks for the feast anyway. Kinda makes me wonder who brought the recipie for gunpowder over here, you know? I mean, it could have been anyone from history, arriving at any one of the cities. Not that it matters of course, I just lay awake at night worrying about the stupidest things. Sorry." He shrugged, "What kind of distraction, I mean, I could get naked, jump on the tables and do the hula, only I did that last year and it didn't work then."
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 12:19:38</strong>
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				Despite Susan feeling all kinds of miserable thanks to her expectations of man kind being dashed by the greasy priest and the whole 'can not return home' thing, not to mention her lack of underwear she was still able to smile at Fion. She wasn't sure if he was kidding or not about the naked hula but that is what made it so amusing. <br><br>"I didn't realize they had fire works..." She said getting sucked in by the weird strange beauty of this place again before shaking her head and refocusing. "Can we not just slip out as they all go ooh and ahh plus have our supplies conveniently placed nearby?" She knew it wouldn't be that easy as was obvious by her sound of frustration and tiny foot stomp though this time she refused to mention how nice it would be to go home.<br><br>"We could start a fire?" Susan's heart had a spasm as the idea came to mind and flew out her mouth before she had a chance to really think. It was a seriously bad thing to do and she was absolutely certain it would get her a one way ticket to hell, not to mention the guilt she would have to lug around until then. She looked to Fion as she twisted her fingers anxiously half expecting (maybe even hoping for) a slap on the wrist and a lecture on morals. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>08-08-2013, 15:21:13</strong>
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				A look of slight distaste crossed Fion's face, "I don't know that I would want to do that in town. The people down there are not so bad, they are mostly not like the ones up here, all cynical and out for whatever they can get?" He shrugged, "Arson is a step too far for me. Which is not such a bad thing, as we would possibly be relying on the people there to assist us in making our escape?" He looked thoughtful for a few moments, "How would we bring stuff with us? I mean, its not like we could bring big backpacks without a bloody good excuse and they would likely want to search us." He winced, "Sorry, don't mean to be ruining all your ideas."
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 03:42:37</strong>
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				"You are such a ruiner" Susan said teasingly more pleased than anything else that she wouldn't be responsible for arson. "Well we couldn't take it with us to the celebration we will need to have it stashed nearby ready to grab...on the far end away from the distraction that we are still not sure how to pull of yet" Susan sighed and ran her fingers through her hair pushing it back "Do you think that any of them would help us? How loyal are they all to that...that..." It was too soon to speak casually about the priest and instead she just moved on "You know because if we trust one of these people and they turn us in it will be damn near impossible to do again and there is our opportunity wasted." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 03:49:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah. I mean, the common people see us as aspects of the gods? Like messengers of them? Their envoys or something? Only not all of them speak our language, and well, it would be bloody hard to know who to trust. I am damn sure the higher ups in the temple here believe that its all just nonsense and use the whole thing for their own enrichment and if they catch any whiff of this stuff we would be very, very closely guarded. In town we would be anyway. At least I was the few times they have taken me down there. With two of us at once? Its going to be hard to effect an escape without help, you are right I think, but who could we enlist? I mean, we only really see priestesses really, aside from the kitchen staff."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PrettyxPoisonxApple</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 05:31:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him with a grin and bounced excitedly on the balls of her feet "The kitchen staff!" she said "You're so clever I didn't even think! They stay down in the village don't they? Why didn't I crusade down there this morning when that mole of a woman was beating them, I could of earned us a little of their time and attention! How many days until the celebration?" She asked excitedly
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: This is not a true ending. (Mayovagn &amp; Apple)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>mayovagn</strong> on <strong>15-08-2013, 05:39:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know, time here is odd given that it doesn't get dark much and when it does its at odd times due to the multitude of suns and planets and stuff." Fion shrugged a little, "But yeah, we could rock down the kitchens and make a nuisance of ourselves. Would likely only be a matter of time before some religious functionary showed up to shoo us out of course, but we could."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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