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 Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 5:21 pm
You somehow obtained the letter from Professor Thorn addressed to you personally. Here is what it said:Quote: Dear Lauren,
I would like to cordially invite you to visit me in my homestead in Aekea. I have a proposition for you. I would like, if you could, bring me some things I wish to have in my possession. These things may or may not be a hassle for you to bring, but if you could, possibly, that would be absolutely amazing.
These items that are needed for my personal use are some hibiscus flowers. These flowers are not totally rare, but still are a great thing to have, especially if you are me. If you would like to participate, and bring me these things, I would, in return, give you a reward. This reward is great, and you can learn much from obtaining it. So, thank you for reading, I hope to see you in the near future.
-Professor Thaddias Thorn
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 11:46 am
{part 1}
Lauren came limping back into the apartment, clothing in tatters and blood of a previously-unknown color leaving tracks on the carpeted floor. Another night, another demon banishment. Oh, huzzah. Throwing her purse, jacket, and a bag of groceries into the counter, she proceeded to limp towards the couch that Emile was sprawled over.
"Rough night?" he asked uninterestedly, flicking the page of his Playboy and giving the centerfold girl a long appraising look.
"They usually are," Lauren said, shoving Emile's legs out of the way and sitting down with a sigh. She gave Emile a disdainful look, wrinkling her nose at his reading material. "So tell me. Did you do anything productive today?"
Without looking up from his magazine, Emile pointed to the kitchen table.
"Gotcher mail when I went out for snacks."
Lauren gave a 'hmph' sort of noise, then got up and went to the table.
"No thank-you?" Emile asked, sounding affronted. Lauren snorted.
"The only way you'll get thanks out of me is if you do the damn dishes once in a while. After cleaning the house, vacuuming, and, oh, I dunno, solving world hunger."
"I'll get right on that."
Shaking her head and rolling her eyes, Lauren sorted through her mail. Hm. Bill, bill, junk, death threat from that weird cult down the block, bill...
"Hmn?"
A personal letter? Huh. That's odd...Lauren read the letter twice over, puzzled. She whistled to get Emile's attention, showing him the paper.
"Bad practical joke by you?"
Emile took the letter, looking as bemused as Lauren, and handed it back.
"I don't have the attention span to do anything more than deliver snippy one-liners," he said, returning to his Playboy. "Looks like you've got a super special secret mission."
Lauren snorted, rereading the letter again.
"A reward..."
While being a child of a family of demon hunters was spiritually fulfilling, it did have its drawbacks. One being completely broke all the time. If the guy wanted flowers, sure, she could do that okay for a reward.
"Eh, might as well," she said, throwing the letter onto the table and going to change out of her patrol uniform. "Might lead to something interesting."
"Because that's certainly what we need in our lives," Emile said dryly. "Interesting things."
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 11:51 am
{part 2}
"I feel like a jerk."
"Oh, just shut up and take it. They're plant sexual organs, not diamonds."
Lauren gave Emile a very dirty look that was coolly returned.
"D'you have to be so crude. All the time. Really."
Emile gave a snort, looking around to make sure the elderly woman they were pilfering hibiscus flowers from wasn't coming at them with the hose.
"I just tell it like it is," he said mildly. "That's why humans always give each other flowers. Totally a prelude to getting it on."
Lauren gave a disgusted shake of her head, snipping one bright, velvety-petaled flower from the bush, then another.
"You watch, read, and Google too much porn for your own good," she said shortly, putting the two crisp blooms into a plastic bag and hiding it under her coat before anyone could see. Emile beside her gave a too-wide grin.
"Well, I don't have anyone in the immediate vicinity to sin with," he said, ducking as Lauren took a fast swipe at his head, running away laughing like a jackal as she scurried after him.
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Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2008 11:57 am
{part 3}
Dear Journal,
Today I stole flowers from that crazy old cat lady across the street to deliver to someone I don't even know. I dunno why I'm going along with it - maybe the flowers are part of some sort of elemental spirit summoning and I'm delivering my own doom into the hands of the enemy. Or maybe its just some dumb kid's prank, I don't know. Emile swears he has nothing to do with it, but I trust him about as far as I can throw him, the perverted jerk.
Though he did buy me that treatise on Lower Key demon-binding I was looking at at the bookstore when I was short on cash. Though now I have to wonder where on earth he got money anyway.
So. Back on topic. I'll deliver the flowers to this Doctor Whoever tomorrow, and hope it's not some elaborate plot to kill me (I'm trying to be more optimistic and less paranoid lately, I think I'm doing a good job).
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Posted: Sat Sep 13, 2008 7:21 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 18, 2008 6:42 pm
You awake the next morning, awaiting your reward that was spoken of the night before with Professor Thorn in the lobby. You wonder what it could be. Once you think you've had about enough of waiting, you hear a knock on the door. You jump up to see what could be awaiting on the other side.
You open up the door, and find a basket. What? As you look inside the basket you find two gorgeous babies wrapped in cloths. What could this be? Well, this is your reward! You find a note attached to the top of the basket handle. It reads:
Dear Lauren,
I was so happy to see you last night in my lobby with the flowers I had requested. This is your reward. I hope it suites your fancy. Children. Now you and your 'friend' Emile can have the children I know you've always wanted. I have chosen you to be the mother of these kids for a reason. I feel you had the right stuff needed to take care of these children. Oh what a task. I hope to see you soon with any other questions you may have for me. Thank you for being so cooperative last night. I hope all is well. I heard the banging in your room last night. You two must have had a lot of fun. Haha. Well, hope to see you soon.
-Professor Thaddias Thorn
Well, what a surprise! Twin children!? That's the reward!? If you do have any questions, just go down to the lobby/lab and ask away! Have fun with your new twins! 
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Posted: Sat Sep 27, 2008 1:54 pm
{part 5}
The following morning, Lauren opened the door with the intention of finding breakfast. She found a basketful of babies instead. When she brought the basket back into the room and presented it silently to Emile, the pair who fought so often and disagreed about so much came to a sudden mutual understanding.
They were so screwed.
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