As she flew out of his apartment, the door slamming loudly enough to
rattle the walls, Kendal sunk to the floor.  He was upset, not so much for
what Ailill had said to him but for what he had done.  

A fit of rage flew through him as he struggled to release the anguish
inside him.  With one quick stroke he grabbed the handle of his sword,
which was laying on the table enarby, and swung hard into his bed. He
cleaved halfway through it, unleashing feathers and dust.  He swung again
and again.  At various objects like his table and furniture.  When he
swung so hard as to embed hsi weapon into the wall, screaming like a
madman, Kendal slammed his fists into his bedroom wall.  The pain shot up
through his knuckles and through the back of his hand.  Blood began to
flow from where his skin had been broken.  But the pain was not enough to
release the anguish.  He punched again and again, screaming.  Half from
the pain and most from the irrepressible guilty feelings he felt.  With
one final punch he put a deep embedded hole in the wall, and with one
final almost ear piercing yell he
slid to the floor, exhausted.  His back leaning up against the bed post,
his elbow resting on his knee and his fingers entangled in his hair,
holding his sunken head up.

	"Gods, what have I done."

	Kendal sat on the cold barren floor, replaying the events of the
past night,in his mind.  Tina crawling all over him and suddenly Ailill
bursting through the door.  She came in like hurricane and blew him away.
Then the mating flight and the passionate night they shared.  That was
actually their first time together and the circumstances that lead to it
was all his fault.  He played with fire and got incinerated.

	<<You know, I hate to say I told you so but...>>

	<Then don't Ainu, I don't want to hear it right now.>

	<<Then let me just say that you screwed up big time!>

	<Thank Ainu, I really needed that one.>  

	<<You don't have to get so sarcastic to me old friend, it wasn't
me that got caught with his pants down.>>

	<We didn't do anything.>

	<<Sure seemed like you were going to.>>

	<Yeah I know.  I don't think I could have gone through with it
though.  I love Ailill too much.  Hey, what does Storm say about how
Ailill is feeling.>

	<<Storm says if you prefer to live you'd best keep away from
Ailill for a while.  I'm not sure if she means because Ailill will kill
you or Storm.>>

	<Great, just great.  Gods Ainu, what am I going to do.>

	<<Thats the million gold piece question my friend, perhaps the one
almost impossible to answer by any male.>>

	<I screwed up.  Ok Ainu, you can say it now.>

	<<I told you so.>>

	<I know.>

NRPG

Quick post to say that I'm back online and alive...:)

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		 The World has no room for cowards.
	     We must all be ready to toil, to suffer, to die.
	And yours is not less noble because no drum beats before you 
	      when you go out into your daily battlefields.
	 And no crowds shout about your coming when you return 
		from your daily victory or defeat.
	
					-Robert Louis Stevenson

Norman Lee	n-lee5@uiuc.edu
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