Aaahh... it feels so good - Laura can only sit there and let Jadeviper dress her wounds. The saline makes the cuts a bit sore but the stroking hand is so gentle, like a cooling cloud on her legs and arms.
Slowly Laura regains her strenght. 'So what's been going on here? Peter's still just sleeping?' she asks. 'Anyone else around?'
mosquito hears a magical voice so he wakes up of his nightly death.
He calls for a raven to bring him breakfast. The raven shows up with butter and toast. mosquito scolds the raven for this very English breakfast and orders the raven to go get some falafel and foul and white bread. the raven apologizes and rushes out of scene.
'If you're not going to eat the toast and butter, could I have it please? I'm starving' says Laura.
mosquito reluctantly gives Laura the toast and butter thinking to himself *there goes my cat's breakfast* *my cat is gonna kill me*
He fakes a smile so that Laura doesn't notice and tells her: "of course, Laura, I don't need these anymore. I was going to throw them in the swamp's water anyway."
Laura gives him a radiant smile and starts to eat the toast. But what was that in the bushes? Something furry? Could it be... no, not in the swamps... a cat? A lion? No, indeed a domestic cat! Laura is a definitive cat person, and in no time at all she is trying to lure the small creature to come closer by offering a little piece of toast.
mosquito is surprised that his cat let liorah cuddle him. mosquito thinks to himself: *this cat must be high on dope. He never lets anyone but me does that to him. Laura must have this very weird but magical effect on anthing she touches. I swear I heard the chair she is sitting in crying out loud "I love it when Laura sits on me".
'A way to a cat's heart is through its tummy' Laura again reminds herself of the old wisdom. No matter how hungry she is herself, she lets the cute little thing eat the final crumbs of toast and lick the melted butter from her fingers. The cat purrs and then starts to clean its whiskers.
Comforted, but unnourished Laura stands up. 'Sorry mosquito, I have to leave now to find myself something to eat. I will see ya all later' she says and disappears into the bushes.
mosquito waves goodbye and finds himself a shady place and starts reading his favourite book "Hopless Romantic".
Lee enters quiety (so that mos is not disturbed). "Blimey" think's lee "this thread is five pages long already" and after reading this thread think's he should've taken the blue pill. "were they really talking about cats on drugs?" Surely this is not the "real world".
Perhaps the problem is choice, mosquito chose to start this thread, he is the architect. I made the second post so that makes me Agent Smith (it just does, ok).
Lee (A. Smith) 8)
Laura again returns from her daily excursions into the wild. It is so nice to know that there is this homely swamp where everyone gathers around the fireplace to tell the stories of ancient swampees. Jadeviper's hairbrush is lying on the ground, Laura lifts it and puts it in a safe place to wait for her return. She can almost feel Jade's gentle touch on her arms (the wounds are already healing), and she can only imagine how peter must be missing her. 'Where can he be?', she thinks to herself. 'Sulking by himself somewhere?'
Laura unfolds her matress and sits down to wait. Nights are always exciting in the swamp. 'Maybe I'll see a Fox or a Raven again...'
[quote="yourmanlee"]"were they really talking about cats on drugs?" Surely this is not the "real world"[/quote]
You noticed this and you didn't notice the screaming chair!
mosquito having said this to Lee, walks slowly towards the edge of the swamp bank and takes a conoo, urm, i meant a conno, ehem, a cono, yikes, a connoo, a God damn small boat and sails inside the swamp water. mosquito was invited by the crocodiles chief to a small get together where he will meet with one of his favorite friends, puffy, the swampire clayer.
Lee admits to not actually reading pages 2,3 and 4 of this thread 😮ops: and goes to think about what he has done. Lee will not return for three weeks as he is going on holiday (i actually am! Hurrah! and will not be posting between wed July 2nd and Mon July 21st, i expect this story to still be going when i get back!! 😃 )
*exit stage left*
Orophin arrives with Ewan but is confronted by thick ferns and dense swamp weed. "Ewan cant possibly get through this" "ack, mon....you are right!!" Ewan replies. Orophin then powers up a kame-hame-ha wave, then blasts a path through.
Ewan still staggered by the emense power of this guy, leads the way through the clearing of singed earth and fauna although he did spot a dried up pool filled with roasted mosquito larvae.
"This is a very wierd place" Orophin says as he sees a screaming chair with one burnt leg.
Laura wakes up from the daze she's been in. 'I must still be dreaming, that cannot be Ewan because he should be on a trip somewhere else... or did he just send his poor wife away to have some fun of his own in the swamps...' Orophin might have an explanation.
Meanwhile, Orophin is very annoyed with how unkempt his swamp is, it always gets like this in midsummer, the sprites all get drunk and forget their duty. "This is turning out like A Midsummer Night's Dream", Orophin wonders as he spots Laura wandering through the hazy sunset mist.
"Why is my heart beating so profusely" he inquires as he gazes at the vision of beauty walking towards him.
'Hi Orophin', screams the chair who/that is walking with Laura.
Eeep!!! Orophin shrieks mentally, "I think i'll finish off what i started with that monstrosity".
"Hey Laura, you look good, the plasters really go with your skin" 😃 "um, you seem to be bleeding, why dont you take a sit on that....thing".
Orophin, then places his hands over her cuts then a soft yelow glow appears, making the cuts vanish and healing. "its handy being elf" he thinks to himself.
"There, all done Laura, good as new".....
'Thank you ever so much' says Laura and blushes a bit. Then getting her act together again she gestures towards the poor chair. 'Can you fix that too? You see the burned leg it has? I sat on it once and it's been following me ever since... like a puppy... and I feel kinda responsible for it now. Can you do your elf thing, please, please, please, Orophin?'
mosquito wakes up and goes to his morning swim with the crocodiles in the swamp.
*30 minutes later*
mosquito comes back from his swim and signals for one of the ravens to bring him his breakfast.
*20 minutes later*
after finishing his breakfast, mosquito grabs a couple of metallica cd's and goes fishingin the swamp's water waiting for anyone to show up and thinking to himself "there is nothing like good music and fishing to kill defenseless good-for-nothing time".
Orophin looks at the chair, gazes back at the forlorn look in Laura's eyes "damn my lustful heart, how could i refuse her plea". He cringes mentaly, then gives a quick wave of his hand, thus magicaly the chair is reguvinated and polished with a new leg in tow.
Orophin looks back at Laura and notices the glowing smile on her angelic face......he smiles aswell, but that is a sly smile cos' the reguvination was absolutely complete, in that he erased the memories of Laura fom that cursed chair, thus freeing it from its bond with her.
"Its all sorted now Laura, shall we depart? i hear there a cracking midsummer's gig in town." he smiles as he holds his hand out to her.
meanwhile a cool Metallica guitar rif echoes through the otherwise still and misty swamp, bathed in a perpetual beautiful orange glow of the morning sun.
Laura appears hours later at the swamp. She is exhausted - all day she had been wrapped in mist, trying to figure out the way back to the camp. All her attempts had been futile, the whole site had again been cloacked from her.
'It must have been the Metallica beat last night that mixed the directions in my head... or was it the Guns and Roses... nah maybe that ginuwine what's-his-name...'
Laura stumbles across an old chair. There was something familiar about it, as if she should feel something, but she didn't. Blank.
'Where is everybody, where's that guy with the unpronounceable last name, where's the fox, the raven, the mosquito??'
was it all a dream? why do dreams feel more real? are we alone?
to be concluded....
mosquito appears out of oblivion thinking to himself "I thought I heard a magical voice asking about me?"
Looking around, he can still hear Laura's magical voice echoing in the still of the swamp.
mosquito romas east searching for her. Nada, he found.
mosquito romas west searching for her. nada, he found.
mosquito romas north searching for her. nada, he found.
mosquito romas south searching for her. nada, he found.
mosquito starts running in all diresctions while hearing the ravens whispering to each other "the poor man must have lost of his mind to the magical voice"
And right there, in the south-eastern corner, Laura sits almost invisibly.
Was I typing fast or was it something in the water I've been drinking?
Anyways,
mosquito hearing a voice but seeing no one, he turns on his infra red?! vision abilities and he can identify Laura from the 5 giga ccalories of energy coming out of her celestial body.
mosquito casts a spell on her so that her body becomes visible to him again and oooooooooooooh there sits peacefully and gracely the most beautiful body he has laid his eyes on.
Laura sits there, laptop on her knees, and tries to figure out the configurations. 'What the heck is the matter with this file sharing protocol... why is it not working... what ports should I open... do I understand any of this... no...'
I think mosquito loves LAURA,and wants her.... 😃
mosquito rushes out of scene and comes back dressed like Dr. Norton Semantic ?! and examines carefully Laura's laptop.
File sharing protocol, ports, configurations, ...*shrieks* then confronts Laura with the fact that he has got his education in mechanical production engineering and that laptop doesnt look like any lathe he knows.
Laura takes jimmy-floyd gently by the hand and leads him farther to the side. 'You're still too young to know, but the things that seem obvious are the most obscure ones, and only the things that are obscure can show us the way to the real truth' she whispers to his ear.
Then returning to the scene (and silently giggling to the mother of all banal statements she just heard herself say) Laura closes the laptop. 'Without electricity this is useless anyway', she admits.
[quote="jimmy-floyd"]I think mosquito loves LAURA,and wants her.... 😃[/quote]
Jimmy boy, you are absolutely right. I am in love with her. I am admitting this. This is not a crime in England or Finland, right?
By the way jimmy boy, I missed you man. Where the hell have you been lately? Battery problems, huh?