The Lost City

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Lyanna

Dylan opened his mouth to try to apologize again, but Lyanna shook her head. "It's fine. Really. It just brings back memories, thinking about them." Lyanna turned her attention to Tanya. "Thanks for the offer, but you look exhausted as it is. It doesn't hurt that badly. I can wait a while. The only thing that can cause me grief tonight are nightmares."

Lyanna shivered. She had gotten nightmares before and woken up screaming. Let's hope it doesn't happen tonight.

Sharonda

Sharonda groaned and sat up, rubbing her head. You did it again didn't you? Should have stopped after the mother. She berated herself silently.
Just another quack spouting psychobabble.

"If I win, I'm a prodigy. If I lose, then I'm mad. That's the way history is written."




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Dylan

Lyanna was starting to relax when Sharonda started to wake up. "Hey, are you okay?"

"Kind of, I'm really weak though," She rubbed her head again. "What happened while I was out?"

"Gillim ran off and Tanya went after him, success I believe is what she got," Dylan indicated what he meant by waving his hand over in their direction.

Gillim was still standing in the door way, almost with an unease about him. While David was still silent against the wall next to Sadie. Lyanna's foster parents needed to be gotten out of the room, before they woke up.

Dylan nodded, "Okay, so what now?"
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Laurie.
The queen and king excused themselves as they were called by a guard. I then turned to Damion and poked him.
"How could you?" I siad, almost scowling. He should have told the queen.

"what did I do?" He said frowning

"What did you not do"

"I couldn't tell the queen, because Tanya told me not to, and even if they're her parents she ahs a right to have some privacy"
Yeah, very convinving but it was not what I wanted, if he knew something about Tanya he should say it, He was making us all suffer. BUt hte queen and king suddenly cam back wiht a huge smile on their faces but behind it, it was sadness.

"We're planning a searching party" The king said quietly, mostly to Damion
Les sanglots longs
Des violons
De l'autonne
Blessent mon coeur
D'une langueur
Monotone.

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*Don't let it die!!!*
Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole. -Dean, Supernatural




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**This sb is too good to lose.**

Lyanna

"Okay, so what now?"

Lyanna sighed. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm going to go to sleep."

Sharonda

Sharonda got out of the bed, still rubbing her head. She walked over to Gillim, staying as far away from the mortal girl, Sadie, as possible. Then Sadie walked over to her. Sharonda stiffened. She's probably really mad at me... Sadie opened her mouth to speak.
Just another quack spouting psychobabble.

"If I win, I'm a prodigy. If I lose, then I'm mad. That's the way history is written."




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Sadie

Sharonda started to walk across the room, walking as far away from Sadie as possible.
Sadie smiled, maybe it was best to try and get the awkwardness out the way. It looked like they might be hanging around each other after all.
She walked over to Sharonda and started to speak.
"Well, I guess we sort of got introduced before. But then I guess the moment was ruined when I revealed my secret and you tried to hypnotise me, maybenot a good start. But, no hard feelings, hey? You were doing your job to protect people and I, well I was just being a bit of a prat, really!"
"It is curious how often you humans manage to obtain that which you do not want."

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Gillim watched Sadie and Sharonda, a slight frown on his face. This trip was going to be no fun. He could just imagine the trouble he'd get into if he used his powers on someone else.

Then again, they hadn't gotten on to him yet for Dylan's rabbit ears, or even made him change them back. He grinned at his goofy handiwork. The hapless mortal did look rather ridiculous. Pranking mortals was better than pranking other fairies because of the reactions you got. Fairies usually just got mad and demanded that you change them back. Mortals, on the other hand, usually went absolutely hysterical.

He chuckled quietly to himself, hoping he'd get another chance to pick on someone.
"Indeed the safest road to Hell is the gradual one-- the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts." --The Screwtape Letters by C. S. Lewis




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Sharonda

Sharonda relaxed noticably. "So, you're not mad?"

Lyanna

Lyanna finished her water. Dylan took the cup. "Thanks." She said with a smile. She got into a more comfortable position and lay back, closing her eyes. Soon she was asleep.
Just another quack spouting psychobabble.

"If I win, I'm a prodigy. If I lose, then I'm mad. That's the way history is written."




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Clotho

She looked at the King and Queen, "Another search party? Your Majesty, what if Tanya has already been found?"

"That is a chance we will have to take," the Queen replied. Her face was drawn down, like she had not smiled in years, and her eyes looked swollen under he make-up. It was sad to see her like that. She was normally full of mirth, and joy, welcoming everybody and smiling till it hurt.

"Okay, I head the search party," Clotho spoke up again. She looked at Marneus, "Will you come and help me?"

"Yes, I couldn't leave the King and Queen to this misery," he bowed low.

"Thank you Clotho, Marneus," the Queen dipped her head in recognition of their promise.

"Are you going to come as well?" Clotho asked of Laurie and Damion, and Sal who was standing behind her and Marneus.


Dylan

He put the cup back down on the table behind him. He looked back at Lyanna, she finally looked peaceful. The worry lines smoothed from her face. Her hair framed her face in an angelic manner, he pulled up the blankets to her shoulders, and turned to everyone else. Sadie and Sharonda were talking and David's face was blank. He hasn't spoken in a long time. Tanya was over next to Gillim and the foster parents were still in the corner.

He rubbed his hand over his face, and back over his hair. Oh! I still have the rabbit ears! He stood up and strode over to Gillim, "Would you mind?" He asked pointing to his head.

*I hope everyone can work with those.*
Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole. -Dean, Supernatural




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Sadie

"Course I'm not mad!" She smiled and punched Sharonda's shoulder playfully. "Just ... please don't do it again? I kind of like being in control of myself."
Sharonda smiled, "Ok!"
Sadie stopped as Dylan walked up to Gillim, pointing at his rabbit ears. "Do you mind?" he asked.
She put her head on one side, curious to see what might happen.
"It is curious how often you humans manage to obtain that which you do not want."

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Gillim

"Do you mind?"

Gillim tilted his head with a lopsided smile. "Do I mind what?"

"Do you mind turning my ears back?"

The fairy looked affronted. "My good sir, are you saying you don't like them? I for one am shocked! Your ears were so boring before-"

"Spare me the theatrics," Dylan grumbled. "Just do it."

"Well, if you really don't like them..." Gillim took one of his ears in each hand. For a moment, he contemplated giving him a pig's head, but with the princess there and everything... it was better not to risk it.

He sent a little surge of magic out, and Dylan's ears shrank down to their normal human-type selves.
"Indeed the safest road to Hell is the gradual one-- the gentle slope, soft underfoot, without sudden turnings, without milestones, without signposts." --The Screwtape Letters by C. S. Lewis




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Dylan

"Thanks," Dylan touched his ears, making sure that they were their normal size and shape. He smiled and sighed when he felt they were.

He turned and looked around the room, "Okay, well. Lyanna's fast asleep, what are we going to do now?"

*sorry it's so short, but Dylan doesn't really know the plan yet. ;)*
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*Taps mic, is this thing dead?

Please don't let this thing die guys! I was hoping that this could compete with the boarding SB for some of the longest SBs. Please help me get this to come true.

(okay, end begging.)*
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*Taps mic, is this thing dead?

Please don't let this thing die guys! I was hoping that this could compete with the boarding SB for some of the longest SBs. Please help me get this to come true.

(okay, end begging.)*
Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole. -Dean, Supernatural




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I'm with Teddy, I love this thing! Does no-one else have that ambition? We could go down in YWS history. xD

Sadie

Wow, so that's how Dylan got his ears. I took a quick glance at Gillim, hopefully he wouldn't do that to me. Otherwise I'd have to kick him really hard.
I grinned at Dylan.
"I don't really know either. I mean, Lyanna's going back to the Lost World with Tanya, and I think I'm going to go with them for a couple of weeks. But I don't know how we get there or who is going to come. Or when we're going for that matter."

I turned and faced all the faeries. "So, who's going to fill us mortals in?"
"It is curious how often you humans manage to obtain that which you do not want."

-Spock.


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Memories, left untranslated, can be disowned; memories untranslatable can become someone else’s story.
— YiYun Li