[DL-C] A body's got nothing to complain about
by
Allen Edward Veazey <wolf@dbtsvr1.dbtech.net>
<<If you feed me another handful of that stuff, I'm going to belch and
flame all over you.>>
*Shut up and keep eating, you baby.*
<<I'm not kidding! You know I can't handle this stuff! Whoops, hang
on...>> Rook suddenly dived to the left, avoiding the greyish form of
a wraith.
*Damn it, you see how many we're up against! How much longer can
you hold out?*
<<Not forever. I'm really starting to feel the burn. I need a healer.>>
*It's your own fault, you know. Up and to the left.* Rook climbed, flaming
a wraith as Meritanth swooped below them for another.
<<Azure...hold on, my rider!>> Rook poured on the speed, twisting
his neck to flame a wraith that had moved behind Lenna's partner.
B'rand had time to see the amused look on his mate's face before he
twisted his fist wrathfully on the leather bindings.
*What the hell are you trying to do, get us killed? All you had to do was
shout a warning, you pathetic little show-off!*
<<Who are you calling 'pathetic'?>> Rook rumbled, then: <<We'll have to
leave the combat. I'm almost out, and I doubt I'll be able to take any
more.>>
*Once again, your heartburn has stopped a perfectly good showing. You're
definitely seeing a healer when this is over.*
<<Sure I will. What about Meritanth? He can still flame, and I can't
protect him.>>
*You're going to have to, if he's going to stay in...what is he doing, angling
for more? Didn't you tell Meritanth your problem?*
<<Er, not yet.>>
*Do it !!*
<<All right, I've embarrassed myself totally in front of the other dragons,
are you happy?>> Smoke poured from his nostrils. <<Sometimes you're
almost not worth the trouble of carrying.>>
*I just want my partner out of danger.*
<<They're pulling away. Maybe I could spot for them, give them warning,
or something. All is not over yet.>>
*What are Blanchie and Lenna doing?*
<<Still fighting...I've really got to rest, B'rand. I hurt.>> Rook started
angling downward.
*No, no! Teleport!* Suddenly, they were descending to their ledge,
where Rook landed roughly.
*Rook?*
<<I'll be all right, after I get a little rest. I hope...>>
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More on Rook later :)
Allen Veazey
wolf@dbtech.net
"I'm not really bad, I'm just drawn that way."
--Jessica Rabbit
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