Guildmerge

[Dameon]

(AAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!! Bugger!!! I kicked Elspeth!!! DAMN DAMN DAMN!!!)

*kicks Rushton extra extra EXTRA hard in frustration*

Elspeth, my dear! I am so terribly sorry, but as you can see, my leg is spasming uncontrollably. I don't know what to do about it.

*kicks Rushton again*

Maybe if you came over here and held my leg still, it would stop spasming.

(*cringe* Did I just say that? Smooth, dude, REAL smooth.)

[Roland]

*nods*

Young Zarak is doing well, dear Kella, although frankly I would have liked him to have had a sore head for longer. Might have taught him a lesson.

*is distracted by big purple bruises appearing all over Rushton and Elspeth*

(My Word! What have they been doing! *sn-igger* I might have guessed that Elspeth liked it rough)

*sn-iggers away to self*

[Dragon]

*creeps back into guildmerge without being noticed*

*Takes a seat on the other side of Swallow*

(Ok, time for cute voice)

Hi Swallow *cheesy grin*

(Now for my plan.....or perhaps i should wait for more people to arrive, like Matthew)

*puts on innocent face and stares at swallow*

[Sezzaxox]

*scoots Closer to Swallow*

So Swallow, Do you like Obernewtyn?

*scoots even closer*

*glares at dragon*

(mabye I should scoot closer to swallow.....)

(where did rushton go?)

*see Rushton fall back under the table*

*kicks rushton*

(I know I should wait until Ariel Gets here.... Nah, I'll just start my evil plan to get all the boys here to Love me)

Excuse me Swallow, I just have to go freshen up as this guildmerge has been going on for a while.

*goes and Gets Changed into a some Short Shorts and a Halter top*

(maybe I should fix my make up)

*Fixes Make up*

*goes back into the guildmerge hall and Back to her Seat*

Hey Swallow, Now back to what we were talking about.

*scoots even closer to Swallow so that there chairs are almost touching*

[Elspeth]

(Why is Roland just snìggering at me when I am clearly in pain? Does he assume I have a higher pain threshold because of my legs?)

Roland?

(Ooooooh... I'm really dizzy.)

Do you have anything for my headaaaaaache...

(What must I do to get this room to stop spinning about like that? I must be able to do something.)

*farseeks the chimney-breast*

Aaaaaaaaah!

(That just made my head hurt more!)

(And now things are going all black.)

(Dameon... Rushton... - I farseek. Help me.)

(Maruman says: Donot travel/walk the dreamtrails!)

(Since when did I have a choice?)

[Dameon]

(She's calling for help. Better have another leg spasm)

*kicks Rushton in head*

*races to help*

Elspeth! Elf! Are you alright? Elspeth.

Here... just lie cradled in my arms, just like this. That's right... you just stay here with ol' Dameon, and it'll all be well.

(YES! THANKYOU LUD! THANKYOU!!!)

[Kella]

*Walks over to Elspeth cradled in Dameon's arms*

Awww you poor thing Elspeth.

*Watches as Elspeth looks up with glazed eyes*

Oh my! I think she might have a concussion! Elspeth can you hear me?

*Opens Elpeth's eyelids, gets a candle from on the table and waves it in front of her eyes*

Roland? I think she has a concussion. Maybe we should take her to the healer hall. She looks pretty sick

(Oh all that kicking did not bode well for her... Now Dameon is looking horrified... Well she can't stay in your lap all night she needs treatment. And I need to get out of here so it works perfectly)

What do you think Roland?

[Dameon]

I'd better carry her. She's weak, and she trusts me. You know how stubborn she can be.

(YES!!! AHAHAHAHA! Oh Dameon, you rogueish King of Seduction! Who's sexy? You are!)

(Hmmm... maybe I should kick Rushton again on the way out.)

(Nah... no need to kick him when he's down.)

[Dragon]

(Yes, Yes!! With Elspeth incapacitated and Rushton...well as Rushton, I can now take over Obernewtyn with my pink elephants of doom!)

*evil laugh*
*chokes on biscuit*

(memo to self *cough* Dont do evil *cough cough* Cackle whilst eating *gag* )

[Roland]

*walks to Dragon and smacks her between her shoulder blades*

(Now, now Roland, I'm not sure it was quite necessary to hit her that hard)

*Strides over to Elspeth, Kella and Dameon*

*checks Elspeth's pulse*

Yes, I do believe you're right Kella, she does indeed look ill. I would wonder how she had concussion however, if she has not recieved a blow to the head?

*gives everyone suspicious glances*

(Elspeth does indeed like it rough...who woulda thunk it?)

At any rate, perhaps it would be good if we all gave her a moment of air? I don't remember seeing anything in Healer Lore about drooling on the patient being an appropriate course of treatment.

(OK, I know he's blind, but does Dameon honestly think we won't notice the slack-jawed devotion? It's a leetle pathetic. And the droolin' be icky.)

If you could please lay her down and back away Dameon...

[Rushton]

*passes out from one too many a kick in the head*

*sees shining stream, where bubbles of thought and memories and things that might be, occasionally drift upwards*

This must be the mindstream...

Halloooooooooooo! *echo echo*

*Takes off left shoe and throws it into the water*

[Roland]

*peeks under table*

Rushton, I believe that I may need your assistance with...Good Lud! Rushton? Rushton?

(What in the hell have these two been doing? There's kinky..and there's downright dangerous!)

Come Dameon...if you can pick up Elspeth and carry her round, you have strength enough to help me get Rushton out from under this table.

Kella, dear, please run and fetch me a cold compress.

[Dragon]

*sweeps crums from shirt*

(Did Roland have to hit so hard...Dragon almost swallowed tongue for Luds sake)

(Concerned time)

Is Esspess ok? Esspess, Esspess!!! *distraught look on face*

(Superb acting, if I do say so myself...now, where did i leave those pink elephants of Doom?)

[Kella]

Yes sure Roland I'll go get one right now!

*Leaves the room to fing cold compress*

(Thank Lud staying in there was getting way too much! Oh wait... I have to go back in there after I've found it... Oh well they can wait a little longer... I'll just say I tripped)

*sighs then grins*

[Domick]

Bec: Tehe. I'm back.
Domick: Actually, I'm back.
Bec: You're a figment of someone else's imagination, currently residing in my brain. You can't be back.
Domick: Hello? Acting time.
Bec: But...Swallow's here. And you're a guy.
Domick: Point?
Bec: People might think it was odd if you were drooling over him.
Domick: Eergh! Bad mental image! Enough of this, back to Guidmerge,
Bec: Yes sir.
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Anyway...

Walk in. Looks around. Turns around to walk right back out again.

(Good Lud! What has happened here. Bruises, drooling, muscles...this is pretty distrubing. And Freya's practically in Swallow's lap. Isn't there a huge age difference? Then again, this coming from the place where Rushton's slathering over someone a good eight or nine years his junior...live and let live, I say. They can live here. I'm going to find a nice place somewhere by the beach. With lots of sun.)

Walks out. Runs into Kella who is walking back in.

(Damn. Foiled. She's not going to want me to leave her with these people. Hmm...)

Kella, darling, fancy moving to Sador? Sun, sea, our own little tent somewhere?

( Oh dear... not a happy face)

[Kella]

*Looks at Domick like he's gone mad*

Sador? Are you mad? Do you know how hot it is there? Can't we move to somewhere warm? I'd love to move to... Ummm... Wait where's somewhere warm?

*Grabs Domick's hand and leads him to a seat while throwing the cold compress next to Roland*

(Thank Lud he came back!)

[Roland]

Thankyou Kella.

*places cold compress on Elspeth's neck*

Dameon.. please move back.

(Seriously? Do I need to get a forklift to get this guy out of the way.)

I'm going to try and heal Elspeth now.

*places hands on Elspeth's forehead*

*probes Elspeth's mind*

(hmmm...formidable shield...Ouch...that was a little painful)

*sinks deeper*

*Sees pretty stream full of bubbles of memory*

My goodness, how spectacularly gorgeous! Such beauty! Surely this is a true sign of the divi....

*Is hit violently on the back of the head *

Ouch!

What the?

A left shoe...?

[Elspeth]

(Where am I?)

(I can hear someone calling.)

Halloooooooooooo!

Rushton? *echo echo*

(Maruman appears before me in his tyger form. *I warned/told you - donot travel/walk the dreamtrails!*)

(I feel warm, though. Warm and somehow comforted. And I can hear the voice calling again. It is Rushton!)

(I run towards the voice.)

[Swallow]

(*still has it* Has to admit that it was a classy skill on his part to get Freya fetching him drinks and food with little trouble)

*ruffles Dragon's hair as Freya skips off to see if the kitchens have any stew left*

So, how's that cute thing working for you?

(easily recognises the same diabolical moves in Dragon as he has, and is beginning to wonder what exactly the little red girl is up to. Then gets distracted by noises under the table and looks underneath)

Hey Rushton! When did you get so short? Oh right, you're unconscious...

(resisting the urge to pick his pockets... instead I'll just take his shoes...)

[Dameon]

*reluctantly backs away from Elspeth*

(Swallow is feeling very devious. Is he...)

Swallow, are you stealing Rushton's shoes? You need help?

[Rushton]

*reels in fishing line*

It's a bigone/rather-large-but-not-immense-more-of-a-just-heavier-than-usual fish/swimmingone

is heavy... very heavy...

Elspeth?

*draws out thread of shining silver from mindstream and transforms*

*swishes rainbow tail and prances whilst admiring horn*

Come! Let us fly/seek the dreamtrails...

[Sezzaxox]

*Walks Back in a goes over to Swallow*

Here you go Swall some nice Hot Stew.

*leads him back to his sit and truies to scoot even closer*

(Oh look Dom is Back!! YAY! why is Dames looking at Me and Swall wierdly.... I mean his blind come on)

*hears Swall Finish his Stew*

*scoots onto his Lap*

You were looking Cold.

*snuggles closer*

*gets wierd looks from everone(including Elf and Rushie) 'cept Swallow who is looking like he is enjoying this*

[Maryon]

(Elspeth does look rather wet. What was Dameon thinking of? An' I could feel his lust an' covetousness from here!)

(Freya mun have multiple personality disorder ... I always thought she was such a nice girl, too.)

*Is suddenly swamped by a vision of the Hot Stew and Freya's face smiling evilly*

Dinna touch the stew! It's drugged!

[Dragon]

*moves away from Swallow and his need to rustle hair*

(Hmm, Swallow seemed a little too curious about what i was up to, perhaps he knows something...time for plan B, Random babbling followed by feinting...no, then i would look like Rushton. Hmm, perhaps plan A wasn't so bad after all).

(Uh-Oh, Swallow's looking suspicious again, even with Freya on his lap...)

*Gives Swallow innocent looking smile*

(Oh wait, its because Maryon said his Stew was drugged.....saved by Freya's mad plot it seems)

(Perhaps some Dragon heroics will get Swallow back on side)

*Springs to feet and slaps the bowl ow stew from Swallows hands*

Swallow not eat Stew! Make very sick!!

[Sezzaxox]

To late Dragon he already has eaten some of it, and it won't make him very sick, It will just make him fall in love with me!

(but what about Ariel. no way his name is to girly.)

*Snuggles up to swallow some more*

ehmmmm..... your comfy Swall.

*glares at Dragon and Maryon*

*then gets up and pulls dragon with her*

Dragon what about our evil plan you wanted me to test that stuff on swallow so I did now you can use it on mattew and have him under your power and then you can chain dames and rushie up or what ever..... ok.

*goes back over to swallow and Sits on his lap and Snuggles*

*evil Smirk*