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 Posted: Thu Jan 15, 2009 8:05 pm
"DAMMIT ALL TO THE SEVEN LAYERS OF LATAAROM!" Maverick screamed as he threw his mage book across the room in a fit of rage.
He stormed over to pick it up with his skeletal hand, forgetting the fact that he had the nerve-endings fully open to feeling. Pain laced up and down the arm that no longer existed in the flesh, and he screamed, flinging the book back again, slamming it into the wall... and crushing his sensitive bone fingers in the process. He whimpered, and just started to cry. NOTHING was going right today, and this would be the umpteenth time he'd screwed something up in the spell, and he was just about ready to give up. But he couldn't. This experimental spell was supposed to banish ghosts to a realm of real-life for them, and peace-of-mind for him. Making them leave him alone was always of the most import. So he grabbed the book another time, set it on one of the tables, and began to chant again.
"Kir'sitali nhev'tahl'rilit... K'reev'erli'katami... N'veradalshi... se'tal m'tani. K'reev'era'katasi... se'tal m'tani. Arilai'nh'dhevlai... s-"
That was as far as he got. The gathering spell backfired right into his chest, knocking him against the wall and driving the breath out of him. At the same time, the spell exploded the shelf full of potions across the way. It didn't shatter anything, but the force of the explosion blew the top - empty - shelf off of the wall, and flung it full-tilt at Maverick, who simply had time to think 'Ohshit', before everything went black.
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Posted: Sun Jan 18, 2009 12:50 am
Honestly, the spirits were getting bored of their duties lately and trying to make the ways they had mortals knocked out more interesting to see. This one sure had been and soon enough they were pulling this man's body away for repairs and bonding. They were at least nice enough to tidy up their messes as they left.
When Maverick awoke, a lot had happened. His soul was bonded to a ghostly deity, there was a weird irremovable necklace around his throat, and a weird purple bellhop looking chick happily waiting to talk to him.
"Aloha!" she greeted warmly as he woke up.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 6:01 am
Maverick started a bit as he woke, and almost screamed. The way she was leaning over him was upside-down, and for a moment, he got this strange impression of a giant purple tomato grinning at him. After his eyes adjusted, her face came fully into a focus. It was almost more of a shock to him than the giant tomato image. He scooted back quickly, and came up against a wall, conking his head again, in a different place. Hand reaching up, he rubbed the area, and looked around him - a little disoriented. And a little breathless. The air on this... wherever the hell and whatever the hell it was.. was a lot thicker than the air on his planet. Which made it somewhat hurt to breathe.
And what was worse? He felt the weight of something hard against his chest. Now, he didn't wear jewelry at any point in his life, and he didn't plan on doing so NOW, either. So he did the one thing that was feasible at the time, what with the strange... everything. Panicked.
"Oh my gods get it off! Get it off me! Getitoffamegetitoff!"
He screamed rather like a girl, and started trying to tug the thing from around his neck. But no matter how much he attempted, the chain would literally slip -through- his fingers, making it impossible for him to remove it. Frustrated, he turned his magic on something else. The girl. He hadn't been paying much attention to her - but he did now. And he was angry.
"WHERE the hell am I? WHAT the hell is this... THING?!"
Yeah - he tended to shout when angry.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 12:53 pm
"You're on a ship." Cami explained with a nod and a smile. "And that's a relic. It holds the soul of a god."
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 3:00 pm
The necromancer blinked, sat up straighter, and essentially GLARED at the woman. He tugged at his shirt in lieu of tugging at the necklace, eyes turning a soft red.
"...I have a god. Around my neck." he sounded slightly incredulous. "You. Are. ********. Joking."
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 3:56 pm
Cami continued staring at him, a smile on her face. "Nope. Not joking at all. In a few days, you'll have a funny dream and then the soul will become a baby and you won't have the funny necklace anymore."
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 4:28 pm
Maverick was fine with the explanation... Until she mentioned 'baby'. Oh HELLS no. He wasn't ready for kids or anything of the sort! He didn't even have a lover! He simply stared at her, then down at the necklace, then back to her. An involuntary shudder passed through his spine.
"Let me get this straight. This necklace. Will become a baby?"
That idea sounded stupid, even to him. And he - at times - was the king of stupid. Smirking a bit, he continued, now mocking his situation and what he'd been told. After all... babies don't come from necklaces. It was a lie.
"So I suppose I should start picking out baby clothes and getting a bed, right?"
Sarcasm. Maverick's cure for everything.
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Posted: Fri Jan 23, 2009 5:47 pm
"Yeps. A baby." Cami agreed.
"Yeah, that'd probably be a good idea. Other people complain when little ones are running around naked, though I don't see why. And yeah, a bed'd be good too, since otherwise they'd have to sleep with you, ne?" The purple woman continued answering the questions as if they'd been serious, the sarcasm totally going over her head.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 11:04 am
Maverick just gaped at the woman in abject bewilderment. She was SERIOUS? He was going to have a...a... Oh my GODS, he was going to have a baby! Quickly, he looked down at the relic to make sure he hadn't harmed it. A child? How on Juridia's two moons had he gotten chosen to be a parent? He was a necromancer, a pain in the a** to most, and hardly 'father' material. So why him? He looked at the bellhop before asking just that question.
"Why me? I'm not exactly what you'd call parental..."
Even with the question asked, he was starting to think of what he might have in his attic. HIS own baby clothes ought to do until he got the money to buy more... and his old dragon-bed was still in the garage - though he rather liked the idea of curling up with his arms around a child...
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 12:17 pm
"We aren't entirely sure. A lot of people who generally questioned the wiseness of their being chosen were picked, including an alcoholic assassin with a penchant for naming her small ones after booze." Cami explained with a shrug, "I'm half starting to thing they're doing it at random. Or the deities are letting their souls peek at all the other souls or semi-souls in worlds and picking out one that's suited to them."
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 3:22 pm
He thought about that one for a moment. 'At Random' sounded more like the truth, but he was excited that some deity may have CHOSEN him based on something he couldn't even see. His soul. It made him all warm and fuzzy inside. Smiling, he looked to the bellhop again.
"What do I have to do?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 7:41 pm
"For what? To get the kid or....?" Cami asked, smiling warmly. She really wasn't bright.
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 8:40 am
"Do. To get the child to come out of here." he tapped the necklace for emphasis. "Or does it happen without anything I do?"
He was truly curious now. If he had to be the father of a necklace-child, he'd just as soon know how the hell it worked. Had always been his downfall, that. One that he'd been trying to get rid of for years. Curiosity.
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 6:12 pm
"So far as I know, you just gotta wait for a bit and then one night when you go to sleep, you get dragged outta your body in a dream, see a door, go through it, and see pretty much what your deity looked like at the time of death - only just sorta asleep looking. You touch the body, it goes 'woooooshshiny!' and turns into light, then the relic goes 'blinkblinkGLOOOOOOOOOW' and then 'wooshswoosh!' it goes offa your neck, into the body, body goes 'peowpeow' and shrinks and then when glowy and shrinky stop - BABY!" Cami explained. Well, she at least had the general idea correct.
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Posted: Sat Feb 07, 2009 6:17 pm
Maverick blinked, looked at the necklace, and sort of quirked a brow. He looked again, then back to the bellhop, still confused as all heck.
".... Could you explain that again? Without the excessive amount of onomatopoeia? Ummmm... Yeaaaah...."
He looked slightly like he'd enjoy tearing out of there like greased lightning on a bad day. Scared? You bet. THIS woman was worse than Donna. And Donna could be pretty scary at the BEST of times.
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