Strange Land (Take 2)

[Aric_Tairwyne]

He'll become a manic? And we'll notice a difference how? ::he smirked, the comment illicited a small laugh from Nyte which she cut off quickly seeing Aric look to her:: As for believeing you... do recall I was the one looking around here before and... ::inclines his glass:: am one of the few amoung us who hasn't eaten from here yet. ::motioning to the table as Nyte grumbled and muttered at him under her breath in French, he always had to be a smart ass...::

 

[Nyte]

::she mumbled something over her shoulder to brenna:: ooo what wouldnt i give to see aric up there dancing on the table....::she shifted into French hoping aric wouldnt pick her next words up:: in a g-string would be even better....

::aric didnt neeed to understand the words to get the meaning, he scowled at them, nyte esp::

::he guestered to garrett still sleeping in the turkey:: now what are we going to do with....this?

 

[Brenna]

::Bre laughs at Nyte's comment:: Oooo I'd love to see that too ::she replies in the same language knowing they were both in enough trouble already with their sweetie:: You all started with out me... ah well a girl has to primp ::indicates her very long and elaborate hair style:: mmm something smells good ::sits down by Aric and Nyte and reaches for the food, but as she does Aric grabs her wrist:: No m'dear, you would much rather have something else ::looks at him questioningly as he pulls her hand to him and kisses it then offers her some of the food he conjured up. She takes it:: Thank you, darling... but as much as I enjoy your cooking why are we not eating our host's food?

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen prodded Garrett but he remained unconcious to the world. She bit her lip thoughtfully. "Should we err... maybe remove him from the bird's ass?" One look at Nyte told her the answer to that. She giggled and then sighed shaking her head. "But what if he can't breath in there?" She asked.

Sith grunted as if to imply it was the man's own fault. The group fell silent even though the rest of the citizens joked and ate happily around them. "Well we can't just sit here not eating... if something is trying to harm us we've got to try and get out of here..." Vixen insisted.

 

[Nyte]

no no..that is not a good idea...::vixen looked over to nyte with a glare::

so you rather have us starve here or become like him? ::she guestered to garrett still in the turkey's ass::

::nyte caught her eye:; No, we SHOULD STAY HERE ::she gave a slight nod over her shoulder knowing just knowing something or someone was watching them at that moment::

::she moved closer to aric, the sense vagely familiar..something she hadnt encountered in at least 60 years::

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: that is so mean, lol. Garret wouldgive his life for you, and you can't even take his head out of a turkey's ass, lol. I know he belong's in a jackass's ass, but not a Turkey, come on people, work with me here.

Ic:
Garret snored loudly. The drug was finally losing it's effect, suddenly he became aware of the world.
"Chewie chump bar...." he said, the words being jumbled.
Garret raised his head, trying to look around. He couldn't see anything, he was blind.
Then he smelled it, "Turkey?"
He stuck his tongue out, it was indeed turkey. He was inside a giant turkey. A turkey with such tormental powers as it might be able to kill all of the wo...
Vixen took the turkey off of his head. He looked at the little thing, oh well.
"What happened?"
"You were drugged," Sith replied.
Garret glared at him, "You take that back!"
Sith gave him a questioning look, Garret took that as a threat on his honor. He unsheathed his broadsword.
Vixen grabbed him, putting his sword away, "Garret, it's me. Calm down, ok. Maybe we should take you to your room."
Nyte shook her head, "We can't even leave this room Vixen. It isn't safe."
Garret started singing an ancient song of old. It was about a brave warrior, going to fight a giant turkey.
"And... the Turkey, made it's way to the city of fire.
And... the warrior, made his was to the city of fire.
And... the Turkey left the city of fire.
And... The warrior left the city of Fire."
Garret laughed at himself, realizing he didn't know the words. Gibberish seemed more important though.
"Hey, wench woman, you marter yumgh crample into the grednoirs. I like TURKEY."
Garret sat down, he shook his head, something was wrong, something was very wrong.
"I am sorry everyone, I just, NOT, want to, NOT, apologize for, NOT, everything."
He felt queasy. Turning to the side, he puked on the floor. It stuck to his already dirty shirt.
"This is a sad birthday."
"Is it your birthday?"
Garret laughed, "No, but it would be sad if it was, wouldn't it."
He smiled, then started making dinner conversation to the food. The hams, and other meats, the pies. The potatoes were really nice, but those damn pumpkins, always thinking they are better than everyone else.
Houston, we have a problem...

 

[Nyte]

(:sends turkeys to dance across his comp screen:: i thought the image of him with the turkey was very very humorous and...oy..ill never look at turkey the same way again..))