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To be Continued..

October 19th

I have no school today. Prepare for mass amounts of prose, kids. And since I promised Kirbs this a while ago, I shall put this up here for her. I'm writing this in the text-box, so spelling and grammar will probably be horrid. Ignore it.


On Our Way

Kamile ran a hand through her black hair that ran down to her waist, silver eyes glancing over at Everon and where he sat by the small pond they had stopped at. She was sprawled out on her stomach, chin in her hands as her elbows rested against the soft grass. Sighing softly, she plucked a blade of baby grass from the ground and ran it through her fingers, gaze flicking over across the water when a small fish flopped over the surface.

I like it here.. She started, using their bond to speak to her look-alike without moving her lips.

So much time had passed since they had decided to travel out across Ametris, and yet she still hadn't bottled up the courage to voice everything inside of her head.

That was one thing that she had learned relatively quickly. To hide all feelings she held for him. It was hard most times, but she couldn't bear the thought of Everon not returning her love.

It certainly is beautiful. Quiet. Kept from time. A meaningful glance was turned towards his counter-part, the same silver eyes gazing at her while she stared out at the water.

Everon wished he could just stare at her like this forever. Unseen and unknonwn but continuously watching her. Thoughts straying, he leaned back against the strong trunk of a old tree, shadowing the grove and speckling shadows across the grass.

Stretching his legs out in front of him, he crossed them and quickly looked out to the small spray of water the spurted up as the waterfall when Kamile flicked her eyes at him.

He was watching her. A small ache started in her chest and she wondered whether he actually was or simply gazing out at something beyond her. Lowering her eyes to the blade of grass, she ran it through the small slit made between her index and thumb and sat up. She situated herself and tugged at the tunic that covered her upper body, belted loosely around her waist.

Looking over herself, Kamile allowed a small crawling bug onto her finger and lowered it back to the ground. Silly little thing, she thought to herself with a small smile creeping up onto her face.

Smiling lit up her face. The young man noted this fact once again and watched her play with a small dragonfly, darting in and buzzing before flitting away and darting back in. Laughter rang from her, the gentle sound expelling outwards across the water as well as into the trees.

Everon closed his eyes and leaned his head back onto the tree bark, wishing he could hear that pleasant noise for the rest of his days.

Moment passing, the young woman got up and walked over to Everon, plopping down beside him and poking him childishly in the side. Opening one eye, he crooked his brow at her and gave her a look.

"You had better run.." He told her, no joking in his tone although the gleam in his eye let her know better.

Squealing, Kamile scrambled to her feet and tried to get away before Everon grabbed her ankle and she tumbled to the ground. Kneeling over her, he went straight for her mid-section, tickling her so that she squirmed and shrieked. Laughing through it all, Everon finally let her go and watched her heavy breathing subside, no longer gasping for air.

Silver eyes gazed out at one another, Kamile looking up and Everon looking down. Thoughts and feelings burned through them, and all at once they both knew how the other felt.


Bribe me for a continuance, perhaps? Toldja I would do them justice, Kirby.

-laughs- Brain and Spyke tomorro-- later? -glances at the time guiltily-

And it was more like I was working on an English paper. -coughs- One a.m. or so I got into bed?

Anyways. I said I would do Spyke and Brian, and unfortunately for you all I have just injected approxiametely 2.0 liters of Mountain Dew. AKA Sugar and Caffiene. Hoooooboy, bring on the crack.

And Hawk, this one is for you. mrgreen

Caffiene Incident
Note: This is before Polka has arrived, in the time span when they are traveling in the Ship but bored out of their minds. -grins- Have fuuuuuun~ Next time I'll work on making it script format. I'm too crazy and out of whack right now. xDD And have fun with my [effing wild] comments.


Brain and Spyke were sprawled across two chairs at the bar that served as a table in the kitchen type area. [Making this uuuup] Both were bored out of their mind, proverbial drool spilling over their lips and pooling onto the table-like surface below their elbows.

Thoughts barely registered in their minds, brain cells dying from dis-use. [something is wrong with this woooooord. Do I care? NOPE!!] Slowly they were getting stupider and stupider. Maybe that's what led to the entire "Caffiene Incident" as it would be noted later [-snorts- Caffiene.. what would I do without it?].

Eyes alighting on the small window [window.. like WINDOW TO SEE OUTSIIIIIIDE!??!] that they had used to program the release of precooked food [food, hmm. Where ARE those cookies now?], Brian slowly rose from his seat and sttod in front of it, eyes wide against it. He punched numbers [ouuu numbers. Like pi. Or imaaaaginary numbers. Like that GUY. "Use your imaaaaaagination!] in, nothing else to do, and the machination [..you mean machine. No! No, I don't! Suuuuuure you don't] began to whizz and purr [like a kitteh! Puuuuuuuurr].

Smirk creeping onto his face, Spyke joined Brian [awww~ Wtf are you aww'ing over? Uhhhh] and stood at his side, bending slightly to look into the clear window that was filled with sudden smoke [SMOKE DETECTOR GOES OFF NOW].

A beep was heard [beepbeepbeep] and Spyke reached his hand into the small bubble [bubbles go POP] of space, door opening with a soft swish, and his fingers grasped a cup with a mysterious liquid [errrrr] foaming and bubbling, much like a caffienated drink [Like Mountain Deeeeew. I heart Dew. Seriously. I draw little hearts on it!].

Raising his brow, he placed it on the counter behind them and both gazed down at it, looking into the depths of the indigo [bluuuuey-puuurple] colored liquid.

"Split it?" Brian finally asked, turning to grab a matching cup and pour about half of it into the other [did they measure this? Like.. with a ruler?]. Grinning at the crazy plan, Spyke grabbed his glass up and the two tapped their glasses together with a c***k [CHIIIINK].

Silently daring each other to go first, Spyke laughed and gulped his down, shivering at the low temperature [Ice, Ice, Baby!] as it ran down his throat and into his stomach. Shrugging, he slapped his glass onto the counter and giggled softly and looked at Brian. Having finished his portion of the [PORTION OF THE POTION!! AHAHAH.. -coughs-] drink they had created, both started laughing at each other for no specific reason.

Tears starting in the corners of their eyes [when did they start cryin' here?!], Brian slapped at his older counter-part's shoulder and recieved a light punch in the shoulder [POW! SLAP! KERSMACK! ...Think comics, kids..].

Quite childishly and acting without thought [In Ritz's head: ...He thinks?], Brian lunged and slipped across the exceptionally clean floor, barely keeping his balance to steer away from the wall he was headed towards [HIT THE WAAAALL].

Spyke had to lean down on his knees for fear of falling flat on his rump while laughing.

Something about the drink left them laughing hyterically [Ahhh, I love that feeling. Laughing for no good reason and everyone else staring at you in math class and then... uh. Nevermind] and everntually the topic of truth or dare began, going from outrageous to plainly stupid [...this HAS been stupid, you idiot. ..SHADDAP YOU... VOICE!].

Details about the rest of their evening shall be held by both participants. Thank god Ritz didn't find out.

Yet.


I could have done that better, but I lost my attention slightly. I think I'm going back to edit this in a bit. After I loose this sugar rush may be a better idea.. XDD

-laughs- Wow.. I was really whacked out. Sorry about this ..attempt at writting, Hawk. I'll write something serious to make up for it. Maybe some Ritz.

okay, since I made a huuuuuge donation to the shop, i DEMAND a sequel!

I have an idea.

Okay, so in the second book, after their first big-long-adventure thing, Kamile is in this huge magic fight, you see. And it's really rather sad...mrs. evil sorceresss knows how to conjure visions on the spot, like waking dreams, and Kamile kind of sees what life would be like if she was never the chosen...it kind of sucks.


Aaaaanyway, point is, she gets dreams sometimes, like a continuation. I'd show you but my computer is being mean sad so aaaaanyway, you can basically do whatever you want, but you have to stay in the elven city, and in the surrounding forest (read my new version to get a good picture of it) but don't cross the river. it's too wide. And Kamile looks pretty much the same, minus the scar, and Everan has brown hair and hazel eyes. They're completely unrelated. Everan is just kind of there, and Kamile has both her parents (Ryistin and Sera) and a big house.

Um, oneee last thing...no matter what you do (I really do like them in their real forms) they're a little different than the way you portrayed them last time. (don't get me wrong: that scene is totally in my book now >.<) Everan hardly ever smiles, and Kamile is the only one who can make him laugh, and Kamile is one of those firecracker girls who can never sit still, at least until she grows up a bit. Everan's one of those insanely adorable guys that keep their shirts on when swimming, doesn't really TALK (aloud), has no dirty or perverted thoughts whatsoever, etc, etc. That's why I love him.

......other than that..............yeaaah, that's basically it. Don't forget the crescent moon scars, btw.

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nothing to add to that, really.