The Old China Pearl Inn

[The_gladiator]

"Hi All. HOpe everyone is well." He flops into a chair. He back reads and sees that he missed a massage from LT, He frowns but then shrugs at least he had gotten some sleep, her touch must have reached him because heventually had relaxed and slept.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Same here Mari. The sun's out for the 1st time in days so it is mow the lawn and attend to one or outside chores

*topples through the door and sinks down onto the sofa with a giggle*

... it was that last glass.. really .. NOT the two.. three ... before ...

I'm not as industrious as you I'm afraid Cg ... <hic> ...

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

"Hi All. HOpe everyone is well." He flops into a chair. He back reads and sees that he missed a massage from LT, He frowns but then shrugs at least he had gotten some sleep, her touch must have reached him because heventually had relaxed and slept.

*Waves to Glad*

Long time, no see ...

 

[cgraven]

Not industrious Mari just avoiding hacking down a jungle if I let it go any longer.

Glad good to see you Sir.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Not industrious Mari just avoiding hacking down a jungle if I let it go any longer.

Glad good to see you Sir.

Hmmmm?

* looks up from where she's curled with a cushion.*

Well.. whatever you say Cg ...

 

[yeishia]

Slips in between chores to say hello to all. Som hot so wonderfully hot in her real world.

" hello CG , Glad,Mari, Cravan, Angel and any one else who may be lurking."

*Big hugs and happy kisses to all. *

 

[cgraven]

Ummm such a sweet greeting Yeishia.

I trust you rested today Miss.

 

[yeishia]

Ummm such a sweet greeting Yeishia.

I trust you rested today Miss.

Thank you Sir....not must rest, my day was filled with chores until I settles down to watch the hockey match.

~~~

Tired and unable to sleep I had stumbled into the China Pearl the wee hours of the morning to find it deserted.

Smiling softly I tended to the fire and made my habitual pot of coffee, forgoing the decedent brew in favor of some warm milk which I hoped might help me at least get an hour or two of sleep before dawn.

I curled up on the sofa sipping my drink until it was all done. Cheek resting on one slender hand my eyelids fluttered closed as I finally slipped into dreamland....

 

[cgraven]

I cover the sleeping little nymph with an old Naval blanket careful not to disturb Yeishia's slumber before getting my morning coffee.

I forsake my old leather chair this morning and instead peer out the Inn's window. Yet my eyes are not drawn to the East and the rising sun but rather to the West as My thoughts turn to comrades that gave their all in defense of their country. Memorial Day always a pensive day of refection for me.

 

[yeishia]

I cover the sleeping little nymph with an old Naval blanket careful not to disturb Yeishia's slumber before getting my morning coffee.

I forsake my old leather chair this morning and instead peer out the Inn's window. Yet my eyes are not drawn to the East and the rising sun but rather to the West as My thoughts turn to comrades that gave their all in defense of their country. Memorial Day always a pensive day of refection for me.

I wake up sleepily and luxuriating under the warm blanket for a moment my eyes on the pensive man standing at the window.

Siliently I move aside the blanket wrapping it around my slender shoulder as barefoot I make my way towards where he stands.

I move in behind him my arms and the blanket enveloping him in their protective warmth. Standing on tip toe I place my soft lips to his weather beaten neck.

Saying nothing cheek resting against his shoulder, my eyes fallowing the direction of his as we both siliently pay homage to those long gone but never forgotton....

 

[cgraven]

"Gone West". I wonder how may folks even know what it means anymore Yeishia.

My hand rest on hers as I am a lone with my thoughts some too dark ever to share.

 

[yeishia]

I had choose to find out what he was refering to many years ago when we first met, for back then I too had been guilty of not knowing

As his hand squeezed mine I gently pressed closer hoping to bring comfort.

As I felt the pull of the my real world I would leave this spirit to travel with him this day, I was afraid this memory would conjure up others...

Before I left I slipped behind the bar filling a mug with coffee laced liberally with B&B, yes it was early to today would be an exception.

I pressed the mug into his hand and returned to my former position.

"This girl travels with you today Sir if only in spirit," I whisper agains his ear falling silent again...a watchful sentinel should he have need of me.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

*Having fallen asleep on the sofa and dragged herself home at a crazy hour of the early morning, she finally returns refreshed and in much need of coffee.
Entering she heads for the pot and decants a generous mugful adding only a tiny bit of cream before she moves to the sofa and sits to savour the aromatic brew.*

 

[The_gladiator]

He stands, not inside the inn, but outside it. He holds a silver plated brass instrument. IT has been over a year since he has put lips to this, but still the instrument feels right in his hand. He has freshly oiled the valves and they move smoothly. This is a tradition he has tried to honor every year since he was in high school. He started playing on his own to honor the fallen. However he had also played for a memorial service. Those were memories he would never forget. As he stands there he remembers the stories his grandfather always told him, he had always loved hearing how he followed in the footsteps of his great uncle who played at Arlington.

He places his heals together, standing at attention just as he did when he was in band. Instrument held level with his nose, upright. He snapped the trumpet up and placed his lips to it. He took a deep breath calming the nerves he always felt when he played on this day, what if he screwed it up. He decided as he always did that it didn't matter if he flubbed a note, it just showed that he was human, it was the emotion that truly mattered. Tears shined in his eyes as he was touched by this moment, a moment he had had an audience for, in the past, but was always about personal reflection, his honoring of the fallen.

He played as he always did, starting with god bless America. Then he followed it up with the star spangled banner. And then it was time, he played like he always did. The world always fell away, and he always felt he was channeling something greater than himself. The haunting notes floated out over the sea, there was no song like it. The notes instantly recognizeable...Taps.

 

[Sienna]

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[cgraven]

As the notes of "God Bless America" I slowly straighten. I come to attention as the clear notes of "Star Spangled Banner" I place my right hand over my heart. Yet when "Taps" sounds My hand slowly raises in salute to the fallen. As the last note fades I catch Glad's eye and give a slow nod of my head.

What I feel only one who has walked that path of service can know. If one did not there are no words that can make them understand.

 

[The_gladiator]

He sees the nod of CG, and is pleased that the sailor approves of his honoring of the fallen.

He lovingly places his instrument back in its case, probably to come back out on independence day.

He walks back inside the inn and moves to the bar, where he takes a seat, still pensive as he remembers those who gave their lives to defend the country he loves dearly.

 

[cgraven]

A grey overcast day one that reflects my mood this morning. I pour my morning coffee pensive and restless

 

[Angeleyz]

*peeks in before she's off to do battle in the RW*

Morning, Cg

*gives him a quick peck on the cheek*

What's got you down today?

 

[cgraven]

Nothing to do with Lit Angel. Memorial Day is the beginning of summer for most in the States. But I am part of the of the other 1% who have served in the country's Military. Memorial Day for me has a much different meaning.

I smile down into her eyes.

I'll be ok in a day or two.

 

[Angeleyz]

I'm only a former military brat, so I can only imagine...

 

[yeishia]

A grey overcast day one that reflects my mood this morning. I pour my morning coffee pensive and restless

He sees the nod of CG, and is pleased that the sailor approves of his honoring of the fallen.

He lovingly places his instrument back in its case, probably to come back out on independence day.

He walks back inside the inn and moves to the bar, where he takes a seat, still pensive as he remembers those who gave their lives to defend the country he loves dearly.

Nothing to do with Lit Angel. Memorial Day is the beginning of summer for most in the States. But I am part of the of the other 1% who have served in the country's Military. Memorial Day for me has a much different meaning.

I smile down into her eyes.

I'll be ok in a day or two.

Last night i had listened to Glad play from my shadows not wanting to interrupt silent tears streaming down my face. It was not until he had started to play taps that I had stood hand over my own heart and wept for those who had never returned to those who loved them. I had slipped silently up to the bar and placed my hand in his leading him from the Inn.

~~~


This morning I walked softly into the quiet Inn smiled at angel and poured my coffee slipping to my knees at his feet I rested one hand on CG's lap as I sipped my hot drink.i spoke quietly into the silence,

"Sir I have never walked in your shoes and cannot begin to conceive of that which you experienced. i can only hope that should it be required of me that I would have the courage to lay down my life for the love of my country and those I served with"

I put down my coffee and rested my head in his lap whispering. " that many never returned, that many died in a foreign land, without saying a last goodbye, that many died alone with out even a resting place breaks my heart. I cannot imagine your pain I can only be thankful that you returned to us Sir...that pain I can already feel.

.The thought of you...

A shudder passes through my slender form and I hug his legs pushing the dreadful images from my mind...

 

[cgraven]

Thanks Angel.

 

[cgraven]

Last night i had listened to Glad play from my shadows not wanting to interrupt silent tears streaming down my face. It was not until he had started to play taps that I had stood hand over my own heart and wept for those who had never returned to those who loved them. I had slipped silently up to the bar and placed my hand in his leading him from the Inn.

~~~


This morning I walked softly into the quiet Inn smiled at angel and poured my coffee slipping to my knees at his feet I rested one hand on CG's lap as I sipped my hot drink.i spoke quietly into the silence,

"Sir I have never walked in your shoes and cannot begin to conceive of that which you experienced. i can only hope that should it be required of me that I would have the courage to lay down my life for the love of my country and those I served with"

I put down my coffee and rested my head in his lap whispering. " that many never returned, that many died in a foreign land, without saying a last goodbye, that many died alone with out even a resting place breaks my heart. I cannot imagine your pain I can only be thankful that you returned to us Sir...that pain I can already feel.

.The thought of you...

A shudder passes through my slender form and I hug his legs pushing the dreadful images from my mind...

Thank you Yeishia.

 

[dragonrazor]

*flails in, landing in a heap*