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Cuthalion · 08-03-2003, 10:43 PM

Melost stirred, then quieted as he felt the dull ache from the blow to the back of his head. He tried to move but found he was bound hand and foot. Why? What did these men plan to do with him? Too may questions, too few answers...that seemed to be the recent patterns of events in his life of late.

Khalad and Vlad seemed to be arguing over what was to be done with their troublesome "guest". With his head almost at the bursting point, Melost gritted his teeth in anger. "Silence! Leave me to die in peace will you? Enough!" He glared at Vlad and Khalad flushed crimson. Melost had at first had some respect for the outlaw leader, but as the hours had passed, he saw the lack of discipline, the lack of cohesion and he now almost pitied the man. He let his head flop back against the tree and closed his eyes. "I must get away from these people. I have a debt to pay...in person."

Wearily, he opened his eyes to find Vlad crouching on his haunches in front of him. "Well, well. The pretty boy's awake." He cuffed the Elf lightly on the cheek. "Behave and you won't find yourself napping again so soon, understand?" Melost's lip curled in response and Vlad laughed. "Spirit! Nice..." He rose and gestured for Jaheira to come nearer. Melost felt his heart clench at the sight of her, though he had no idea why. "Watch him. Khalad and I need to have a heart-to heart." He arched an eyebrow at Khalad and gestured for him to follow.

Jaheira crouched next to him and stretched her long legs out in front of her and crossed her ankles. "What's the matter,Elf? You seem to have a problem with me. Trouble with your last relationship?"

[ August 04, 2003: Message edited by: Cuthalion ]

08-03-2003, 10:43 PM	#11
Cuthalion Summoner's Soul Mate Join Date: Jun 2002 Location: Fighting immigration laws... Posts: 271	Melost stirred, then quieted as he felt the dull ache from the blow to the back of his head. He tried to move but found he was bound hand and foot. Why? What did these men plan to do with him? Too may questions, too few answers...that seemed to be the recent patterns of events in his life of late. Khalad and Vlad seemed to be arguing over what was to be done with their troublesome "guest". With his head almost at the bursting point, Melost gritted his teeth in anger. "Silence! Leave me to die in peace will you? Enough!" He glared at Vlad and Khalad flushed crimson. Melost had at first had some respect for the outlaw leader, but as the hours had passed, he saw the lack of discipline, the lack of cohesion and he now almost pitied the man. He let his head flop back against the tree and closed his eyes. "I must get away from these people. I have a debt to pay...in person." Wearily, he opened his eyes to find Vlad crouching on his haunches in front of him. "Well, well. The pretty boy's awake." He cuffed the Elf lightly on the cheek. "Behave and you won't find yourself napping again so soon, understand?" Melost's lip curled in response and Vlad laughed. "Spirit! Nice..." He rose and gestured for Jaheira to come nearer. Melost felt his heart clench at the sight of her, though he had no idea why. "Watch him. Khalad and I need to have a heart-to heart." He arched an eyebrow at Khalad and gestured for him to follow. Jaheira crouched next to him and stretched her long legs out in front of her and crossed her ankles. "What's the matter,Elf? You seem to have a problem with me. Trouble with your last relationship?" [ August 04, 2003: Message edited by: Cuthalion ]