Business Unfinished

[TheQuestionMan]

Re: Business Unfinished

 

You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to Greywind again.

 

Sighs

 

QM

[psyber624]

Re: Business Unfinished

 

I agree QM, want to purchase and Naked Autofire advantage for my Rep button, (Limited Power: Only to grant rep to truly awesome contributors. -2)

[psyber624]

Re: Business Unfinished

 

Psst, hey dude, like you there man? I need a fix man. C'mon man, hook me up. I'm dying here. Its been, like, days man. I'm jonesing bad. You gotta hook a brother up. Seriously I'm going out of my mind man. You gotta have something, right? Just a little bit? Just a bit of a score to tide me over till later? C'mon, do a fella a solid, you know I'm good for it? We go way back, right? You remember dontcha? I was one of the first that hooked you up with some rep way back when last week when you started dealing this shit. I helped you get the word out that you had PRODUCT man. YOU OWE me MAN! You can't keep holding out on me like this MAN. C'mon man. Don't be like this, man. You don't want to act like this man. Your gonna make me mad man. You don't want me to be mad do ya man? I might like, you know, go all Green and shit on ya man. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry man! Shit, I gotta bounce man. But you will have some for me later, right? When I come back? (you better if ya know whats good for ya man....)

[TheQuestionMan]

Re: Business Unfinished

 

Little Girl Lost - Greywind's story telling continues

http://www.herogames.com/forums/showthread.php/92992-Little-Girl-Lost

 

Cheers

 

QM

[psyber624]

Re: Business Unfinished

 

Oh yeah, I read that one too Really just yanking his chain tho He has another one buried in a thread around here somewhere that I haven't been able to find again. I can't remember what thread it was in.

[Greywind]

Re: Business Unfinished

 

There's a small bit in here:

 

http://www.herogames.com/forums/showthread.php/92314-Evil

[psyber624]

Re: Business Unfinished

 

There it is! thank you sir

[Greywind]

Re: Business Unfinished

 

Sometimes a scene demands attention out of place in the order of writing. That was one such.

[Greywind]

Re: Business Unfinished

 

Nightmares and Dreamscapes

 

Kris

 

Kris sat on the porch glider with her legs crossed. Gentle movements of her wings kept the glider in motion. In her hands was a large coffee mug. Her eyes were closed and her face was hovering over the mug, savoring the aroma of her hot chocolate.

 

It was a warm, cloudless summer night with a light breeze. As far as Kris could tell she was the only one awake. She savored the serenity like she savored her chocolate.

 

With a sigh she flipped her wrist over the check the time on her watch. She slowly stretched one bare leg, and then the other, before standing with grace. Upstairs to check on my patients and then a bit of sleep, she thought to herself.

 

Kris opened the screen door and stepped inside only to find herself being rushed before River General's Medical Review Board. Her clothes had changed from the shorts and halter top she had been wearing to hospital scrubs. Bloody hospital scrubs. The orderly that was rushing her along was faceless. He shoved a clipboard into her hands and pushed her through the swinging doors.

 

“About time, doctor. Although I think a review of your conduct and education may actually end up revoking you license.” The speaker wore a suit and, like the orderly, was faceless. All the attendees were faceless. “Your standing as a hero,” he made the word sound like a curse, “has done nothing but put this hospital in jeopardy. Repeatedly. I am of the mind to fire you based on that alone.”

 

Kris's mind raced. “You can't fire me. My placement is stipulated in the agreement with Lane-Scott Trust funding of the new wing.”

 

“The agreement with the Trust is no longer binding with the departure of Scott. Your friendship has no bearing whatsoever on your continued employment any longer. In fact, this entire meeting is a waste of our time. You may leave now. Clean out your locker and collect any other personal effects.”

 

“You can't do this!” she railed.

 

“Consider it done. Escort her out.”

 

Two orderlies, they reminded her of someones, took her by the arm and shoved her back through the door she had entered.

 

She was falling backwards through the air. The transport was pulling away from her. “Dove, get your head screwed on right and fly. The ground is coming up mighty fast.” That's not right. Dan never did field control on the team. Kris rolled over and pulled out of the fall. Her wings snapped out and she landed.

 

Kris was surprised that the bloody scrubs were gone and that they had been replaced by the white body suit she had favored for her combat gear. The clipboard was gone and in her hands was her staff. For a moment, just for a moment, she caught the shadow of the bladed head of her old spear.

 

A navy and gold blur passed her by on the right. Ash, in the white leotard with the red belt and blue boots and gloves that she used to wear, came up on her left. “Come on, Parrot. Let's finish this!”

 

Kris stood confused. She never called me “parrot”. Crimson energy tore up the ground in front of her. A second blast caught Ash in the chest and sent her flying. Kris sprinted for the blonde's fallen form. Ash's eyes were open in death. Rolling her flat, Kris realized that there was nothing she could do. Most of Ash's chest was blown through. She felt a tear sliding down her cheek for her sister. A sister not of blood, but of choice and battle.

 

Her knuckles turned white on the haft of her spear. Her cowl shaded her eyes somewhat from the harsh light. She turned in time to see Lightning's broken body tumble like a rag doll across the ground only to stop at her feet. His legs were obviously broken, thigh and calf. One arm was barely attached by sinew. His head was twisted at an unnatural angle.

 

Her wings beat heavily against the air. She ran. Her heart ached for her fallen friends. A little ways off she saw the armored form of Warstar. Like Ash and Lightning, he was broken. Faster. Further on she saw Nightwing, severed at the waist. A look of surprise was frozen on his face.

 

She flew low over the desolate landscape. Off to the side she saw Hellfire impaled on the branch of a tree. The tree was burning. Hellfire wasn't moving.

 

Ahead of her she saw Pulsar. Something isn't right, part of her mind screamed at her. Pulsar was holding Psistorm. Kris landed hard. She realized that Pulsar was larger, standing almost a foot taller than he normally does.

 

He cocked his head over his shoulder. Power bled from his eyes and he grinned at her. A snarling, feral grin. Jason wears a full mask. Can't see his mouth. He turned towards her with Trese in his arms. Kris noted that he was groping her with one hand and the other held her chin. Rage slammed through Kris. “Help me,” the redhead wailed in abject fear.

 

Pulsar's size and look on his face reminded Kris in a moment of Bloodbath. “Let her go, Jason!” If anything, his grin deepened. In slow motion, like he was snapping a twig, Psistorm was broken.

 

He dropped her at his feet and stepped over her. “Your turn, little birdie.” His voice was wrong, sounding like a thug in a children's cartoon.

 

The spear twirled in Kris's hands as if it had a mind of its own. The blade flashed across his face, drawing a line that mirrored the scar he had given her so long ago. “Not nice, little birdie,” he taunted. He wiped blood from his face and licked it from his hand. “Mmm. Will you taste as good, little birdie? Will you taste like chicken?”

 

The heel of the spear spun out, looking for weak points; his ankles, his knees, anything. Each attack was parried. The blade left myriad cuts across his arms, legs and torso. She thrust out in a feint and was surprised when he stepped into it, trapping the blade inside his own body. His hand slammed down on the shaft, shattering it.

 

He lashed out, catching her by her throat. “Bye bye, little birdie. Play time is over.” He drew a bloody line across her cheek.

 

Not there! It didn't happen like that! She kicked out against him and felt the broken haft of her spear. She kicked it deeper and deeper into his body.

[Greywind]

Ash

 

Draping the towel over the bar, Ash reached for the v-neck t-shirt she had chosen to sleep in. One of these days, she told herself, I'll have to remember to get my hockey jersey from the loft. The shirt was several sizes too big, hanging down to just above her knees. It had been Jason's once, and he hadn't minded that she had taken it.

 

She opened the bedroom door on the way past to check on Trese. The injured girl's head laid on Dani's chest. Dani held hands with Trese in sleep, and had an arm around the girl's back, hand resting on her hip. Trese grumbled in her sleep. Whether from pain or a nightmare, Ash didn't know.

 

Ash frowned. Impromptu training sessions were part of the fun, like little kids playing “cops and robbers”. They had unspoken rules that helped them to decide the winner and the loser of a given match. They didn't have Mentor to keep score in the field.

 

Leah had tossed all the rules out. Warren was right. She had misfired. Kris had done the right thing cutting her off. No one was going to call Sparx off the bench to play until Kris gave her okay on it. Too much was an unknown with Leah right now.

 

Ash sighed and silently closed the door.

 

The door to Warren and Kate's bedroom was open, so Ash popped her head in there to check on Leah. Leah and Kate both had their backs to the door. Ash could tell from the way the covers lay that Leah had her legs drawn up. Kate had one arm laying limp across Leah. She gave them a sad smile and made her way around the railing to the room she shared with Kris.

 

She stopped to look out the window. The night was warm and the breeze seemed to make its way through the window and out the door just fine. Ash was tempted to take her shirt off. She lay down on the covers of her bed.

 

* * * * *

 

Thunder jarred her. She felt restrained; neither her arms nor legs would move. Water crept slowly over her. Ash's eyes snapped open. A reptilian face peered down at her. Slitted eyes held her gaze and forked tongue slipped out to test the air. It placed a breathing mask over her face. The creature's mouth lifted into a malicious smile. The frame holding her sank into the tank of chemicals.

 

She tried to scream as the lid to the tank, seeming too much like a coffin, was set in place. She dimly heard the whir of the tool driving the bolts home. Once sealed, the tank upended. Through the mixture and the glass she saw the flag with the stylized cobra head hanging on the wall.

 

Pain lanced through her when the tank was charged and the chemicals activated. She closed her eyes and screamed in agony.

 

Not again. Please, not again.

 

“You okay?”

 

Water poured over Ash's head. She raised her face to the shower head. “I'm fine,” she said spitting water. “You realize that there's another shower next door?”

 

“I wanted this one.” She turned when she heard the door lock. Jason dropped his towel on the seat and joined her in the shower. This is different. Jason tilted his head from side to side, looking at her. She gave him a shy smile. There was a hardness in his eyes that she had never seen before that gave her pause. Without pretense or preamble, he grasped her breast painfully.

 

She knocked his hand away. “What the hell is wrong with you? That hurt!” She tried to push him away and all she got to show for it was a cruel smile from him. He grabbed her arm and pain shot through it. She screamed. He shoved her roughly against the wall of the shower. She heard something crack. Whether it was the tiling or something in her, she couldn't be sure. All she knew was that hitting the wall had hurt.

 

Ash turned away trying to protect herself. She cradled her wounded arm. There wasn't a lot of room to move in the shower. Jason's hands pinned her against the wall. “What are you going to do?” she asked. She was scared. She hadn't felt this helpless before. Ever. Jason thrust himself into her roughly.

 

* * * * *

 

Ash fought with the blanket that had wrapped around her legs. Must be why I thought I was helpless. She tore the covers free and stumbled towards the door. She ran her hand along the rail going down the stairs. She smelled bacon and her mouth watered. At the bottom of the staircase she turned towards the kitchen and snapped the newel post cap off in her hands. Crap! “Sorry, Warren,” she mumbled. “I'll fix it later.” She tossed the cap on a nearby table.

 

“Don't worry about it, Ash,” Warren told her from in front of the stove. “Can you do me a favor and put the baby into her highchair? Breakfast is just about ready.”

 

“Yeah. Sure.” Ash yawned.

 

Warren looked at her. “You okay?”

 

You okay? The question echoed in her mind. “Yeah. Just some really twisted dreams last night. Things that really happened, but it was like they went into the Twilight Zone and stayed there. Okay, you little devil. Aunt Ash is here to put you in your chair.” She reached down to pick up the baby. She felt something crack in her hand. She hadn't squeezed that hard, had she? The baby hung limp in her hands. “Oh, god,” she whispered. “Oh, god! Warren!”

[Greywind]

Dani

 

The golden Palomino crested the top of the hill. The view made Dani think she could see all the way to Canada. The hill was the highest point, and Dani's favorite place on her grandfather's ranch. She patted the horse and stroked its neck. “It's been far too long, Sunny,” she told the horse.

 

“C'mon, Blondie! Race ya back to the barn!” a boy's voice, closing on manhood, called out to her. The boy and the gray he was riding streaked past. Sunshine answered the challenge before Dani ever urged him on.

 

“Let's go, Sunny. Let's show Cody that an old Rain Cloud can't outrun the Sunshine!” Dani's golden tresses flowed behind her in the wind. Sunny raced down the hill picking up speed and was gaining on Cody and Cloudy. Stupid name for a horse!

 

By the time Dani had caught up to Cody, they were running neck and neck through the woods. “Gonna beat you there, Blondie!” Cody called out. Dani's only response was laughing. Sunny moved ahead of the other horse. They tore into the paddock with Cloud's nose pacing Sunny's hindquarters; Dani and Sunny obviously the winners of the race.

 

They slowed the horses to a walk and Cody came up alongside. They neared the barn and Dani slipped down from her saddle. From there, things went quickly. The horses were led into the barn and curried. Dani slipped Sunshine a few sugar cubes. Fresh hay was laid in and the horses were were settled into their stalls. Equipment was cleaned and put away.

 

“Something on your mind?” Dani asked as she put her saddle away.

 

Cody turned his eyes away. “No. Why?”

 

“'Cause you've been looking at me kinda funny all day,” Dani teased.

 

“Got a lot on my mind is all, Blondie. I was kind of hoping we could talk.” Cody sounded nervous. Not at all like his usual confident, devil-may-care attitude.

 

Dani tossed her hair into a tail to keep it out of her way. “You're sounding serious, Cody.”

 

Cody looked down like he was checking out the tops of his boots. “It kinda is to me, Blondie.” He looked up at Dani. Deep brown eyes caught her hazel ones. “I'm not going to be here Friday to take you out.”

 

“Oh?”

 

“I kind of enlisted in the Marines, Blondie. I'm shipping out Tuesday,” he told her. “And I realize, this may be kind of sudden and all, but I was hoping that maybe you'd wait for me. I realize that you still have to graduate and all. That's still another two years away, I know, but I was hoping...”

 

“Cody Baines! You're asking me to wait two years for you? For what? It's not like we've even kissed!”

 

Cody was standing in front of her now, making her have to look up to him. His hands cupped her face. “Well, as for that, I was planning on taking care of that now.” Dani was nervous. In all her flirtations she had yet to kiss anyone seriously. Cody settled that. Dani felt hot. Cody broke the kiss.

 

“Wow. That was...”

 

“Dani! The stable is on fire! I'll get the horses! You open the door!” Cody dashed towards the stalls. The fire raced him. And just like Sunshine, the flames won.

 

* * * * *

“Dammit!” Dani said. She slid out from under Trese. “It didn't happen like that. It was the equipment barn that burned. Nobody got hurt.”

 

“Dani?”

 

“Go back to sleep, Trese.”

 

Theresa sat up. “My shoulder hurts. Is there anything for the pain?”

 

Dani gave her a fleeting smile. “Sorry, Teke. Caught up in my own little nightmare. I'll see what Kris has for you.”

 

Theresa smiled back. “Don't leave yet.” She caught Dani, kissed her passionately, and pulled her down on top of herself.

 

“I don't think we should. Your shoulder,” Dani said breathlessly.

 

“I'm okay. I'll let you know if it gets to be too much,” Trese said with teasing kisses along Dani's neck. Dani surrendered. Her fingers started working the buttons of Theresa's blouse loose.

 

“Dani?”

 

“Hmm?” she mumbled into Trese's flesh through her kisses.

 

“Dani! The bed is on fire!”

[TheQuestionMan]

Ladt of todays fun reads Bump!

 

Enjoy

 

QM