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Happy to see you writing again!
Chapter 2
... nausia ... searing pain ... pain and nausia fighting for dominance...
... grit in eyes and mouth ...
... blackness returning ...
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Pearl craned her head around the corner of her apartment building to watch for the taxi taking Mori to the airport. "It'll be here soon, although the road is blocked due to combat right now. Looks like someone is having fun with the Freaks hehehe."
Mori laughed, "At least they are having fun. Look at the way that team is working. They are 'dancing with the enemy' very well." She sighed and glared at her left wrist. The supression field generator supplied to her by Doc was on and she couldn't help protect them. Her teeth grinding together as she watched the fight; her desire to protect flowing strongly within her. "I feel so helpless." She pounded the side of her fist onto the nearest wall in frustration. She looked at the doorman, another retired Hero who lived/worked here for her. "Keep an eye on them and protect them if necessary please."
"I always do 'Mam." He winked at them then turned to watch the combat again.
"Well, as long as we're stuck ... here," Pearl handed Mori a slim rectangular package wrapped in a floral print tissue paper. "You helped me when I first got here and I hope this can help you too. Also, here," she handed Mori a piece of paper. "There is information on the stylist for you to meet with in N.Y. and the hotel's info too. She works out of The Red Door Salon, where you have a day long appointment by the way, and she has already looked up photos of you so she's planned a new wardrobe for you."
"Bu-" Mori was silenced by Pearl placing her index finger over Mori's mouth. All Mori could do was gulp. 'This is a Mom move - yikes! So much for her normal gentle demeanor.'
"As I was saying before you interrupted me, you are going on a month long cruise and you don't really have an adequate wardrobe for the climate in the Bahamas and Eastern Carribean. She'll help you. AND - " here she glared at Mori who just opened her mouth again, "don't worry about the cost. Sybill owes me a few favors from my time there and Esme is covering the tab on everything else. Something about never getting you birthday presents or some-such excuse." She removed her finger and started to rummage through her purse.
"And I am to accept someone else paying for goods and services that I can pay for?" She sighed out of frustration. "Anything else Mom," she sarcastically growled. "Looks like the fight is wrapping up. I see a taxi at the far end of the block."
"AH HA! Here they are!" Pearl grabed Mori's purse and removed her cell phones, pagers, PDA and some other electronic devices. "You won't be needing these." She looked up into Mori's shocked face. "I'll keep them safe.- don't worry. In their place are these: a new multi-functional cell phone which both of your numbers reach by the way and Briar Rosethorn made you a new transporter device that covers a huge range. If you get in trouble hit the blue switch and 'POOF' you're back here safe and sound in the base. Don't worry - it doesn't interfere with the wristband, she tested it while Doc was designing that. Speaki- ..."
Pearl kept talking but Mori couldn't hear her anymore. She was watching the approaching taxi with dread. 'New York by plane. Taxis and hotel rooms. Eating out without friends. Going on a cruise - of all the nerve of Doc. He booked it without my knowledge or consent. Esme I bet paid for it too. Prescription my ****.' She glanced at Pearl who was talking away still about something or other and sighed quietly. "Taxi's here." Mori picked up her small carry-on suitcase. "Shall we get going?"
Pax
If you take time to help others, you help yourself grow.
If you take time to help yourself, you realize how far you have to go.
If you take time for chocolate . . . you've discovered the secret to a happy life
!GL & be safe in game & real life!
*hug*
Pax
Chapter 3
Warmth again ... but different this time ... heavy, cloying warmth with little breeze to aleviate it ...
Sound of the surf seems farther away ... no more birds ... must be night ...
Ye gods ... I hurt all over ...
Nausia and pain again giving way to blackness ...
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New York City never sleeps. That suited Mori. Her hotel was near to Central Park and she found the great winderness in the middle of a bustling high-rise ladened city an ocean of tranquility. Her plane trip was short, but the exhaustion she felt was from the long waits in the queues necessary to even get near the gate. She had arrived a day early for her appointment with Sybill, which she wished she could get out of, so she could explore. She looked skyward, envying the heroes she saw patrolling the skies over the Park. Finding an open bench, she sat down and watched them fly while her mind wandered back over the past few days.
'How did I get my powers? That was what Doc wanted me to try and remember. There might be something buried deep in my mind that can help them help me get rid of this sickness.' She watched as a group of parents, children in hand, walked to a large grassy hill and set up several blankets in a huge square. Then others showed up with baskets of food, drinks and toys. One of the adults gathered up a few of the children, who all had somehow carried amazing kites she never saw as they walked up, to take to the windward side of the hill. Dragons, boxes, butterflies and birds lofted in the breeze adding streams of colour to the air. The distant high-pitched laughter of children enjoying themselfes drifted to her, as did the smell of their banquet. Answering the call of her stomach, she left the park to find one of the many hole-in-the-wall resturants that make New York fameous.
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"Mori make it ok?" Esme asked Pearl. They were sitting at the counters which seperated the kitchen from the main room of the base going over contact requests for help.
"Yes. She called when she got to the hotel to give the room number to us in case her phone isn't on." She made a face as Herb walked past carrying a big bucket of popcorn for everyone to munch on while watching the World Cup matches. "I forgot that I hate corn products when I am pregnant. Or should I say, they hate me." Sighing, she reached for her kerchief and doused it with a few drops of peppermint oil. Holding it under her nose while she walked towards the bathroom, she said, "I'll be right back and we can finish going over who helps with what."
Pax
If you take time to help others, you help yourself grow.
If you take time to help yourself, you realize how far you have to go.
If you take time for chocolate . . . you've discovered the secret to a happy life
!GL & be safe in game & real life!
*hug*
Pax
First things first - sorry there is no new chapter; there will be, but I need some help/input first ...
You see ... I'm having a bit of a writer's impass ... not a block. I have 2 really great ideas for the direction of this story - both of which can/will lead into GR. But I don't know which to do so I'm asking for your thoughts.
Vote A for back story on Mori's family/powers.
Vote B for forward moving story (& that's all I'm saying for now .)
Vote C for both (& yes, I have a mental outline for that option too ...)
Also, I am probably going to need some Cameo roles for the cruise. I'm not looking for mains (unless you REALLY want to & I'll be letting you know a little of what my mind has in store for them) but little played alts (even from other servers) to fill the roles I have in mind: medic & security. Any FF'ers I'd love to have help too as I only have one (& she's the main character 
.)
Thanks in advance!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Have fun & be safe in game & RL!
Pax
If you take time to help others, you help yourself grow.
If you take time to help yourself, you realize how far you have to go.
If you take time for chocolate . . . you've discovered the secret to a happy life
!GL & be safe in game & real life!
*hug*
Pax
A.
"Goodbye, Jean-Luc. I'm gonna miss you... you had such potential. But then again, all good things must come to an end..." -- Q
I vote C.... I like MOAR INPUTZ! 8D
First...YAY FOR STOREEZ !!!!
Second, you could leapfrog A and B options, A,B,A,B... failing that, A would be great 
Third... I have someone in mind for the cruise (And no, NOT Subtle 
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Chapter 4 (part 1)
... a sharp, repeating pain forced out a breathy moan from her parched lips.
"OI! She a live one! Daaaviez! Hey Daviez! Brin' us dat dere bed. Com'on man. Sun'll be up soon an' she prolly won' survive it."
"Cooper stop poking her then and help me, you old coot." Davis draged a length of sailcloth behind him. "The Boss'll want to get a look at her once she comes to. Marcus went to tell 'im." He dropped the cloth and straightened it out to form a litter for the two of them to carry her. "She's a looker, ain't she Coop."
"I tink she's too red." Cooper walked slowly towards her feet while Davis went to her head. "Tink she'll live?"
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Mori got to the Red Door Salon earlier than her appointment. Wearing a handpainted scarf over her hair, Sophia Lauren sunglasses - the really large and dark ones, and trenchcoat with the collar turned up, she headed past the line of expensive cars double parked to let out others who were hiding from paparazzi in similiar fashion and entered the Elizabeth Arden mecca of pampering. Telling the receptionist, "Amber Smith for Sybill." she went to find a magazine and chair along one wall. She flipped through the magazine, not really looking at it, to look busy. Her real intrest was the clientele; all sorts of patrons were being escorted everywhere. She started wondering who were the brides/grooms, the actors/actresses going for auditions/photoshoots, the regulars, the first-timers like herself. The magazine slowly closed onto her lap as she got lost in her wonderings.
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I'll write more later ... I've been feeling under the weather and I was hoping that I was better enough to write this part. Looks like I was wrong 
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Pax
If you take time to help others, you help yourself grow.
If you take time to help yourself, you realize how far you have to go.
If you take time for chocolate . . . you've discovered the secret to a happy life
!GL & be safe in game & real life!
*hug*
Pax
Quote:
Wait... what?
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Originally Posted by Rentex
... a sharp, repeating pain forced out a breathy moan from her parched lips.
"OI! She a live one! Daaaviez! Hey Daviez! Brin' us dat dere bed. Com'on man. Sun'll be up soon an' she prolly won' survive it." "Cooper stop poking her then and help me, you old coot." Davis draged a length of sailcloth behind him. "The Boss'll want to get a look at her once she comes to. Marcus went to tell 'im." He dropped the cloth and straightened it out to form a litter for the two of them to carry her. "She's a looker, ain't she Coop." "I tink she's too red." Cooper walked slowly towards her feet while Davis went to her head. "Tink she'll live?" |
"Goodbye, Jean-Luc. I'm gonna miss you... you had such potential. But then again, all good things must come to an end..." -- Q
Hey all -
RL stuff has reared it's ugry head ...
I haven't forgotten this ... just other stuff is demanding my time 
I'll get back to this as soon as I can ...
Pax
If you take time to help others, you help yourself grow.
If you take time to help yourself, you realize how far you have to go.
If you take time for chocolate . . . you've discovered the secret to a happy life
!GL & be safe in game & real life!
*hug*
Pax
Please do.
"Goodbye, Jean-Luc. I'm gonna miss you... you had such potential. But then again, all good things must come to an end..." -- Q
Chapter 4 (part2)
Sybill walked slowly down the stairs looking over the clipping that Pearl sent her. 'Hmmmmm. Dark auburn hair, pale skin... this is going to be interesting.' She halted at the check-in desk and put the clipping away in her day-planner. "Is Amber here yet?" she asked while leaning over the ledge to rummage through her inbox, much to the displeasure of the receptionist.
"She's in the waiting room ... Waiting." The receptionist looked pointedly at her then the waiting area and rolled her eyes back to her work.
"Thanks Luv." and blew her a kiss while tucking the messages into her planner. She walked towards Mori and, while hugging and hearding her towards the stairs, started gushing "Why Amber!Long time no see sweetie!I see you kept that old rag I made for you.How sweet!However you really HAVE to do something about those HORRID Sophia Lauren sunglasses, they do NOTHING for your MARVY eyes dearrie.Now come right this way and I'll show you what we're going to do to you.You'll absolutely LOVE the clothes I was able to scrounge off some of our designer clients.They were just THRILLED for you to be wearing them on your trip and hope that you'll be ordering more from them of course." Here she caught her breath and looked over Mori as they walked down the hall towards her workroom. "Well, AP sent me the right information on you. You can take off the scarf & glasses now. No one is allowed up here today. You're safe from prying eyes and ears."
Mori was speechless. She had never heard anyone talk for so long without breathing before. She meekly took off the scarf and sunglasses exposing her amber locks and hazel eyes. "You made this scarf? Pearl said you'd recgonize it, but not that you made it. It's beautiful." She held up the silk scarf to admire the handpainted sceen.
"Yeah, I made it years ago while we were in high school. At the time I thought I was going to be a top designer. Making my own fabrics and then making the clothes from them." Sybill heaved a dreamy sigh. "Now look at me. Instead of designing clothes I design the person. Kinda ironic." She gently steered Mori towards the pedistal which had 3 mirrors which formed the back wall.and 2 edges. "Now to make you over so even your lover wouldn't recgonize you." Running her hands in Mori's hair, "I think to start with ... blond with reddish tints ... and trimmed to just below the shoulders that way you have length, but not your 'normal' one ... and I think bangs ... maybe ...we'll see ... the glasses are necessary?" Mori nodded. "Well ... that has to change. Contacts." Here she reached for her phone and hit a speed dial number. "HI Dahling! Could you do me a HUGE favor? I have a client whose here on a tight schedule that needs contacts. I have her glasses & can send them to you." Here she mouthed 'Are they current?' to Mori, who nodded. "You can?!?! Great! I'll have Sue bring them to you A.S.A.P. and she should have them by this evening? 6-ish? Great! That's perfect. Yeah, she's here all day so they can be sent here. I owe you dinner at the Green Room for this sweetie. Thanks Luv. Caio!"
"Now that that is settled, let's see about getting you started on the rest of your day." Sybill pushed a button on the phone and said "Come in." She turned back to Mori and smiled. "Amber, these ladies will be taking care of you for the time being. I have to go get your wardrobe selections and that will take a few hours. Don't worry, you'll be busy the entire time I'm gone. Now you take care of Amber here. This is her first time for these treatments ... so kid gloves." She gently pushed Mori down the hall, towards a different set of stairs.
"What treatments?!?!?!?!? I thought it was a new hairstyle and clothes." Mori was flanked by the two assistants, being gently dragged away from Sybill. She turned her head and tried to stop being led away.
"Why dearrie ... you're signed up for the full works. AP wanted me to make certain you were ... how'd she say it? Plucked, buffed and bronzed." She winked slyly at 'Amber' "Don't worry dearrie. These ladies are the cream of the crop. Just not a Brazil for Amber as it is her frist time." Mori's eyes widened as comprehension dawned and she let herself be led away, moving like in a stupor between the specialists. Sybill laughed softly as she watched a horrified woman being lead away.
Pax
If you take time to help others, you help yourself grow.
If you take time to help yourself, you realize how far you have to go.
If you take time for chocolate . . . you've discovered the secret to a happy life
!GL & be safe in game & real life!
*hug*
Pax
WOOOT! More story again!
@tiggy
Beware the attack cat
Chapter 1
Enjoy!
Warm. Gentle warmth caressing her...
The cry of sea birds mingled with the rushing sound of waves gaining and retreating along the shoreline...
Brine and floral scented air...
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(several days earlier)
"MORI!" Sunset Rider yelled as she wandered around in the Pax Texana base. "Where is the thing you said was here for me????"
Morigan Fay stuck her head out from her room into the hall. "I placed it in yours and Gumball's area Hun. He answered the door for a change." Wiping her hands, she walked over to Sunset who just entered the hallway. "Is it from your ranch and is it dangerous?"
"From the ranch? No. Dangerous? Knowing Gum - yes. Very." She sighed and shook her head. "Well - time to see if it means we have another talk with BATF or not. Thanks for taking delivery of it here."
"BATF? I thought he has a special permit as long as any experiments are done within the confines of the base." Mori crossed her arms at waist level and leaned her back against the wall.
'I think so. But it might depend on what he's experimenting with." She shoved her hands in the back pockets of her jeans. "I'll let you know." She chuckled ruefully, shaking her head. "Mom never told me there'd be days like this." Smiling to herself, she entered the potential blast area. Mori covered her with two glowing fields of energy.
"Just in case," she winked. Laughing, Sunset closed the door to protect everyone else. Mori went into the kitchen area to check on dinner preperations. There wern't many expected to dinner tonight, but she still had to make more than enough - just in case. Esme was busy chopping away at the potatoes. Pearl was browning the ground lamb. "How goes it?"
"Fin- OUCH!" Esme shoved a finger into her mouth. Pearl stiffled a laugh. Darting a glare at Pearl, Esme left the area and went for a bandage and knife-resistant gloves.
Mori supressed a giggle by coughing. "That happened more than once I take it." Pouring a cup of tea and grabing the recipe book left to her by her great-grandmother, she sat at the counter to find the Shepard's Pie entry.
"Yeah." Pearl kept snickering to herself. "Thanks for having us over tonight for dinner. Herb gets a kick out of being allowed in here. He's like a great big kid on these dinner nights, always pestering me about 'How long 'till dinner?' or 'Is this ok to wear?' You'd think he'd have grown out of that by now. But NoOoOOOo not him." She turned her attention back to the sizzling pan. "I put in all the seasonings you had out. We just need to add the veggies and the mashed potato top." She turned off the burner and placed a lid over the meat. "I'll go keep the men-folk company. Hollar if there is anything else you need help with." Giving Mori a quick hug, she left to join the others in the living room.
Esme reentered after Pearl left. She resumed potato duty, hands fully encased in shark-grade diving gloves. "I'm looking around for some projects that may need 'angels' to help them stay afloat. Want me to let you know if I find any?"
"Mmhmmmm." Mori swallowed the Typhoo, lemon and honey mix. "Yes. please. I have a lead on one that I'd love for you to look at while I'm on," she growled, "''vacation'." She glanced at the wristband that was lying on an adjacent counter. "I wish I was over this ... whatever it is. Even the Doc can't figure out why I still need to have those shots. So I get to take a forced break. On a cruise ship of all things."
"Enjoy it. You've deserved a break for the longest time. Everything will be fine. You'll have a blast. Maybe meet someone special? Who knows? If anything it is a change." She put down the knife and removed the gloves. There was no bandage or wound on her hand. "Perk of being able to heal ... but you know that. I left for the gloves. Got sick and tired of slicing my fingers and not the potatoes." She turned and walked towards the fridge. "Corn, peas and carrots next... any others I missed?"
"Nope - at least for this one. I'll help you with that." Mori got another cutting board and knife to tackle the carrots. "Tonight will be fun. Tomorrow ... we'll see."
Pax
p.s.: You can find the prior story 'I Yearn' here: http://www.guildportal.com/Guild.asp...&TabID=1594684
If you take time to help others, you help yourself grow.
If you take time to help yourself, you realize how far you have to go.
If you take time for chocolate . . . you've discovered the secret to a happy life
GL & be safe in game & real life!
*hug*
Pax