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To Turkey"Denmark?" Asked Jaspert, "Why Denmark?!"
"Frederick is expecting me there." Sophie gulped. "And likely for the reason you think."
Speechless, Jaspert looked towards two of their companions - both the Slovene and the Turk - and received only a shrug from Kunsel. Sarae, on the other hand, had other things to worry about.
While Jaspert continued to argue with Sophie, prompting Argyle and Kaiser to flee, Evike anxiously awaits her parents' arrival. Her hands twitching every now and then behind her, short of breath, and she can almost feel her heart trying to burst out of its rib-cage. At one point Sophie noticed the anxious twitching as they saw bruins heading their way. Sophie turned back to her brother, "I'll tell you more later, Jaspert. Right now we have a duke to greet." She says, to which Jaspert sighed as he too began to anxiously wait.
They were close too; three armoured bears traversing the path of pebbles and gravel. One bear carried the czar, who greeted the Hungarians personal
SOME COLD, HARD, RUSSIAN popsiclesAdela ran through the halls of the ship in search of Sophie upon request of some unknown Dane. Edvin, she recalled the man's name as she continued her search for the princess. Shortly after, she found her hand turning the knob to the rookery, and sure enough he finds the Russian prince mounted on by a dozen strafing hawks, Sophie laughed nearby. Dmitri's uniform hangs on a hook, safe from the clart and dirt of the inner rookery, leaving him with a loose shirt and his trousers.
"Ma'am." Adela called in an exhausted huff.
Sophie turned to meet Adela, "Aye? What is it?"
"Someone's here for you. Asked if he could talk regarding some sort of proposal."
Curious as to who it may be, Sophie exchanged looks with Dmitri. Neither one of them had a clue on who it might be and what sort of business they intend to settle with the princess. "Did they tell you who they are?"
"Edvin of Denmark, ma'am. Didn't look like a prince though. Perhaps a representative? or Adviser?"
"Edvin?" repeated both
Let's face it, Ivan."Felicia, you can't possibly be serious!" Cried the duke.
"I am serious!" She answers back, her voice as demanding and fierce as the duke's. "And there's nothing you can say that will convince me otherwise."
Ivan leaned back in disbelief, doubtful of his wife's sanity. "But to live in Russia? For an entire year?!" But he can still consider that, perhaps, her maternal instincts are kicking in again.
"The closest I can be to my only daughter, Ivan."
"Szelerem, she's 17 years old..." Ivan reasoned. "She's no longer a toddler that you have to spoon feed every few hours!"
Felicia groaned, placing her forehead on her hand as she leaned forward on the table separating them. "I just.." She sighed, "It just feels like something dreadful is going to happen to her, Ivan." Said a voice holding back tears. Ivan couldn't see her expression, but he knows exactly what she may be feeling at that exact moment. "Something probably already happened." Added a voice strewn with dread. She sprung up a
Oh Ivan."I swear to God, Ivan, it almost seems like you don't love our daughter at all." Said Felicia as she kept her attention on the passing landscape, riding a train from Budapest to Moscow.
Ivan scoffed a long pause before he answered, "Discipline is necessary."
"But abuse isn't!" Argued the duchess. Ivan peered up to her, glaring, but she glared back in disgust over the thought of his past actions.
"She'll be fine."
"Dear." He cut her off in a surprisingly calm voice. "At the age of 5, I introduced her to her first dagger, same as me when I was her age. She stabbed her first hare on our first hunting trip with her. Then at the age of 8, her first stag. At the age of 10, we introduced her to archery. It took her no less than a year to master the basics and immediately moved on to advanced archery. Finally, at the age of 12, her trainers began to teach her hand-to-hand combat. Now she's able to make any man eat dirt. She'll. Be. Fine." Stressing the last few words, he
meep“What was that about?” Asked Sarae just as he closed the door while 2 guards began to escort them out the palace.
“He just returned something of mine.” He says nervously. “Something very valuable.”
“Well your gunblade’s with you all this time. I wonder what it could be.” She asks herself. Implying as if she plans on interrogating the answer out of him. He got the idea quickly and loosened his collar.
Just then, the door to the front of the palace opens and lets in a travel-worn man clothed in almost the same frill as Dmitri’s tutor. His accent, as he was escorted – heavily – by several guards, sounded northern, clearly of Nordic origin. The sound of the commotion prompted Nicholas to investigate, marching into the hall in annoyance, his brows furrowing.
“Who had the authority to let this man into the palace grounds without my consent?!” He growls at the guards while gesturing at the man they’re ke
quickieImbre looks down at his watched and grunted, grabbing a small vial from one of the shelves in the infirmary and began to use a syringe to extract the liquid within. Nearby, Nora checked the clock hanging on the wall and wondered if she guessed it right, “it’s that time?”
“Yes.” He says dryly. “Where is Lady Antal?”
“Frankly, I’m not sure.” Shrugged the boffin. “perhaps you should check on the prince?”
“What concerns do I have with h-“ He stops mid-sentence as soon as he sees her raise a brow to imply that he was missing the point. The thought struck him hard and he lets out a disgruntled scoff. Keeping the syringe in his coat pocket with great caution, he heads out the room and began his search for the prince. He stops at one corner when he sees Deryn walk into the room where he suspected Evike to be. With an that complicated of an obstacle, he leans his head on the wall impatiently. But after a while,
Unwanted Bonds - 7
After the first hour of trying not to move, Leonardo felt his spine starting to protest.
Not enough yet, to risk changing his position and possibly waking his exhausted brother, but enough to become a notable discomfort.
After the second hour, sitting still like a gargoyle on a roof, it started to become really uncomfortable and the oldest brother started to consider moving at least his legs enough to prevent them from falling asleep. But he still didn't give in.
Not when he snuck a glance at Raphael's sleeping face,
Even deeply asleep, he looked so very exhausted. Lips parted and eyes firmly shut, though with a small frown of tension forming a line between his brows. Almost, Leo gave in to the urge of smoothing that away with his thumb, but he thought better of it and remained unmoving for a little while longer.
A little movement in the corner of his eyes caught his attention and instantly, he had to smile. The baby was yawning in his sleep, kicking his small legs before settling back
Infected - Chapter Four Sky often found himself in awkward situations. He tended to have bad luck with those sorts of things. Once, he and Ian had gone to visit Husky's home village. Sky forgot that it was rude to call Mudkips "fish". Another time, Sky managed to get himself locked in a room with a squid he'd cut one tentacle off of for three hours; the two didn't have much to talk about. Then, back when he was dating Dawn, Sky couldn't have had a worse first impression on her parents; but that's another story.
All in all, even though Sky had seen a lot of awkward situations, he could safely say that this was the worst yet.
"Um.... So..." Sky bit his lower lip as he struggled for words. "How's... You magic?"
"Good, good..." Seto said with a nod. The two both hesitated in awkward silence, as Tyler - who sat between them on the couch, stared straight ahead blankly. His arm had been fixed by Seto as soon as the Sorcerer calmed down. Sips took the liberty of
Infected - Chapter Two "Where are they?" Duncan muttered to himself like he usually does. "I know I dropped them somewhere around here..."
He kept his head down, scanning the forest floor not far from his castle as he searched for his beloved goggles. He hadn't been searching long before he heard leaves rattle above him. He had no time to move as he felt something heavy land on top of him. "Hey, watch-" He stopped short as he felt a blade under his neck. His eyes widened. "Wh-Who are you?"
"My name is Sky. I'm a Revolter, and I'm not about to go down to some scientist."
"Oi! I'm not just 'some scientist' buddy, I'm Lalna!" Duncan growled.
"A real scientist wouldn't get himself caught in a situation like this. I know you're infected. Anyways, is 'Lalna' supposed to scare me?"
"No, not at all." Duncan replied, letting his hand slip into his coat pocket. "But... If I were you... I would drop your sword."
My Alien Girlfriend (Chapter 6)
The sky had turned dark outside and I was in the kitchen, cleaning up the counter from where Yumi had lost control with the ketchup bottle.
Supper had been nothing short of insanity. As agreed, I had grilled burgers for the two of us so that she could experience what a burger tasted like. When I lit the grill, she touched it to try and see where the fire came from and burned her hand. When we finally got the burgers done, I asked if she wanted cheese or anything on it, and she merely asked me what cheese and ketchup were. She’d never seen pickles before and the only thing she seemed to recognize were the lettuce and tomatoes…but that was only because she mistook them for leaves and fruit from her own planet. In the end, she loved them. She asked for more, so I ended up making her a second burger…and that was when she asked if she could try preparing it herself. And that was how I ended up here cleaning up the ketchup from the counter and walls.
I sighed to myself and
SWtCW: A Question of Loyalty pt.5Surface of Naboo, Theed, Royal Palace
Queen Jamillia jumped as the door to her study slammed open, looking up from her desk in alarm as three figures burst into the room.
“What is going on?” she demanded, coming to her feet. “Who are you what do you—“ she stopped as she recognized Padme. “—want.” she stiffened as she realized that Senator Binks was also in attendance. “How dare you?” she asked coolly.
“Queen Jamillia,” Padme began, her voice emotionless. “You are guilty of conspiring against Naboo and the Republic, you will be removed from the throne and your vestments stripped from you.”
Jamillia's eyes flared slightly as she looked back from the gungan to Padme.
“You have no authority to make such outrageous claims and accusations Senator! You serve by my appointment!”
“I have the same right of every citizen of Naboo.” Padme replied. “As to authority, we will have that sh
Unbroken Bond 2 Unbroken Family Chapter Seven"Hey, Mom, can I ask you something?" Kiki asked, threading her arm inside the sleeve of her cardigan.
Callie, folding up the hospital gown her daughter formerly resided in, turned around with a chipper smile as if nothing could make the emotion she was feeling disappear. "Anything you want, sweetheart. Fire away."
"Are you sure? Because I've been trying to ask you but it's always seemed like a touchy subject. I just don't want you to get upset or anything, you know?" Kiki felt her cheeks flare a little in embarrassment of her hesitation, but she also didn't want to cause her mother more distress than she already had.
But Callie merely broadened her grin and said, "I'll be fine. What is it?"
Clearing her throat, Kiki started, "Okay, well, um . . . uh, since the doctors said that I currently can't remember literally anything before yesterday, may I ask what exactly happened the day of my accident?"
Kiki immediately took notice of her mother's smile turning upside down. So it was a touchy
The Girl Who Chases The Wind: Chapter 3 (Part 1)The Girl Who Chases the Wind
Chapter 3: The Past
Even on standard drive, my car easily outraced the storm. I stared at the vestigial foot pedals and shriveled wheel. A leftover promise of control. I couldn’t actually drive. My car had a license, not me, and the insurance prices for human drivers made it a luxury for the super-rich.
I leaned back in the chair. I wasn’t sure I wanted to go back to the ranch. I had my notes to one side with the rough, new questions of the day scribbled below. Mari was naturally underlined with all the stuff from Edgar and Ada accented with question marks. I tapped my notes about Kala as my eyes flicked between them and questions I had about Feldon.
Pressing my head against the window did nothing to resolve my bitter confusion. Soon I’d be back on the ranch. I’d have to face Feldon.
In my head, I went back and forth between imagining how I might confront him between playing it cool and not mentioning what I knew. I rub
Oh No Sally 22 : by Dru(For Michelangeli)
Within an hour of O Girl's announcement going nationwide, the Director issued a statement. He ordered all agents to remain on duty and to carry on as normal. He denied outright O Girl's claims of a conspiracy and insisted that the FBI was the finest law enforcement agency in the United States. Any attack on the institution he headed was an attack on freedom and justice. In closing he requested that O Girl hand herself in to authorities because it was time she answered for all the deaths she had caused.
Sally was very displeased at being called a criminal, and accused by the very man she wanted to bring to justice of being an enemy of the law. But these were things she had expected to him to say, so it didn't upset her all that much.
Over the next day she watched closely as the smarter FBI agents ignored their orders and handed themselves in anyway. They all knew what Sally was capable of. And they knew what the bureau was capable of. And so they knew there was only o
SWtCW: A Question of Loyalty pt.4Surface of Naboo, Theed, Panaka Residence
Colonel Panaka opened the door to his garden to find three hooded figures waiting for him. Nodding in greeting, he ushered the trio inside his home and closed the door behind them. Guiding them to the sitting room, he waited until his guests were seated and had removed their hoods.
“What'n dis about?” Senator Binks inquired, his eyes narrowed. “Miss Padme bein' arrested?”
Panaka sighed and tried to remember that he needed Binks' help. He didn't have anything against gungans personally, but their manner of speaking basic drove him crazy sometimes.
“The Queen is planning on asking the Separatists for help in isolating your people.”
Senator Binks' eye stalks quivered as his eyes narrowed.
“Shesa doin' what? What'n makin' her thinkin' dat the Separatists no takin' over de planet?”
“She's frightened about the amount of power your people are starting to wield.” Sabe provided helpfully.
pot 4"What took you so long, Dmitri?" Nicholas asks suspiciously.
Dmitri sighed and ventured further inside the room til there was room for him to explain, "I got a little side-tracked, father. Pardon."
"'Side-tracked'?" The czar repeated. Just then, Dmitri gestured for Sophie to come in. She coughed shyly, something Jaspert wouldn't usually see his sister do, prompting the Austrian prince to grin with thoughts spinning.
"Da, side-tracked." Dmitri added as she entered, "She was snooping around at the garden."
Nicholas failed to say much else after hearing the prince's excuse and instead pardoned him, looking back to Alek who looked to be sharing the same thought as the czar,
"Shall we continue then?" Said the czar. Alek nodded to him. "Ja, let's."
later that day
"So, sis. How was your night at the palace?" Jaspert asked, biting down on the apple, emitting a loud crunching sound that prompted the nearby stallions to whine. As Sophie recalled a long conversation with the Russian prince
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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