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Chapter VI
================================================================She gave a sigh.
She'd started to give
Loké the same looks Jaheira and Aerie had been giving him!
"Feck..." she
whispered quietly.
Despite
the storm, sleep managed to overcome Annah.
'A luxury that Aerie
didn't apparently have,' she thought to herself as she sat at the table where
she and the others were. Aerie looked as if she had a pair of black eyes
whenever you looked at her-which wasn't that often because she kept resting her
head on her folded arms, situated on the table. Loké still had faint eye bags
under his eyes, but not as bad as she'd last seem him in a morning. Apparently
those nightmares he had, had decided to be kind to him last night. The others
were as normal, Minsc with Boo in one hand, the other feeding the furry rodent
slivers of apple.
Loké, who'd been sitting
opposite, gave a quiet sight.
"Where the hell is
that stew...?" He thought aloud.
Keldorn gave a quiet
grunt, his gaze not leaving his copy of the 'Umar Witch Project," of
agreement to Lok's sentiment.
Annah cupped her head with
her hands, leant forward and rested her elbows on the table. All six of them
were getting increasingly annoyed at the delay of food. Annah gave a loud sigh.
About
23 minutes later...
"That's
it, ahm gannae knock some heads abo'ot,' Annah suddenly declared as she stood
up. Loké also rose and they both proceeded to the kitchen.
The innkeeper looked over
his bar and saw the incoming danger immediately. The dagger Annah had
unconsciously drawn was a dead giveaway. She tucked her dagger-armed arm
underneath her breasts and leant forward onto the bar, the other with her head
rested on it.
"Now, ah appreciate
that yeh a busy man 'n al', but we're pretty blood'ey hungry noo," she
said with smile that turned made Loké and the innkeeper feel weak at the knees.
"So," she said
kindly, her eyes becoming the 'melt adamantine' glare, "Sort it.
Now." The tone of voice spoke of no room for compromise.
The Innkeeper gave a timid
nod.
"Good lad," she
soothed, and made to return to the table.
Made to anyway.
Loké gently grabbed her
arm just before they turned the corner to their table.
"Can I talk to you
Annah?" he asked as he led her halfway up the stairs. As she followed she
gave a sigh of annoyance.
"If yeh upset aboot
theh innkeep, yeh know what ya can doo."
The half-elf chuckled.
"Actually you did pretty much exactly what I was going to do." He
looked into her eyes and did something between a chuckle, a giggle and a whimper.
"You know, you're actually scary when you do that."
The smile he received can
only be described in one word: evil.
"What I wanted to
talk to you about w... was..." he cheeks turned pink slightly, 'you
know..."
"Aboot yeh kissin'
meh when yeh were utterly shite-faced?" He suddenly found his boots very
interesting.
"Well... yea... I
just wanted to say I was sorry." He looked up at her, waiting for a
response nervously.
She gave him 'the glare'
and smiled in her head as he squirmed under it. Her mental grin became one of
evil at an idea. Aerie and Jaheira were making their moves-why not her...?
...why not indeed...
"Yeh jest seprised
meh Loké," she spoke softly with a small smile. A slightly surprised look
crossed his face. She almost always called him 'Laddie'.
"Ah dannae like
seprises, 'specially those keends."
She turned and walked down
the staircase, leaving a Loké with the same look on his face. About halfway
down, she paused, turned her head and gave him a coy smile.
"That dannae mean ah
dinnae like i't though," she purred, before continuing her descent.
A serving girl carrying
bread and cheese rushed past in front of her as Annah came to the bottom of the
stairs, which she followed to their table. Apparently Loké had seen the girl
and ran down the stairs as he suddenly walked past Annah and sat down at the
table, helping himself to a small loaf and taking the chunk of cheese,
returning it to it's plate after cutting a chunk off.
Keldorn, whom had been
reading the tale in the hope of any useful information, thanked the serving
girl without even looking up as he took a small loaf and ate.
Jaheira examined him
silently for a few mintes as she and the others ate in silence.
"Enjoying the
book?"
Keldorn's nod was almost
imperceptible. "True or not, it is a fascinating story-and not entirely
useless it seems. Apparently there are some ruins north-west of the
village."
"Which reminds
me," Loké interjected, "We've still gotta check out that ranger's
hut.
Some
investigating and travelling later...
"So-o...
now wha't?" Annah piped up as yet again a shadow emerged from the hissing
darkness to attack them, and yet again was annihilated by the bright light the
crystal was emitting outside the desecrated temple. They'd followed that
werewolf to the entrance of the temple, and... well.
Loké sighed. "Whatcha
think we should do Keldorn?" He asked as he stared into the blackness and
swarming of yellow eyes of the shades.
The inquisitor stood
silently as he weighed his answer. He took so long the half-elf thought he was
ignoring him, only to be proved wrong just as he opened his mouth to ask
Jaheira.
"We should rest.
Aerie and Jaheira have exhausted their healing spells, we still have several
wounds," looking at a neat thin line of blood running from Lok's forehead,
over an eyelid, down to his lower jaw.
A present, courtesy of
some random shadow-wraith.
"The shadows don't
seem to be able to pass the light," added Jaheira, "so rest would be
best. Besides, I think the child here is tired," she finished, sneering
slightly at Aerie.
Said girl looked up from
her slumped sitting position against the crystal and opened her mouth to
protest-eyes brimming with tears slightly-only for Annah of all people to
comfort her.
"Och, dannay worry
lass. She just bein' arseh 'cos she see's ya as a riva'l fer Loké."
Reactions varied'.
Aerie coloured violently.
Jaheira gave Annah her
version of 'The Glare'.
Keldorn gave a quiet sigh
of resignation as he thought 'So much for a close-nit, co-operative group...'
as a loud argument erupted.
Minsc payed it no heed, as
he was too busy trying to convince Boo that it would be better for them to
rest-THEN attack the shadows,
Loké cringed as the women
started yelling. He knew this had been coming for a while between Jaheira and
Aerie and then just to make things even more precarious Annah'd thrown her hand
in too...
Emotions that had been
brewing for over a month finally became intolerable to keep inside and emotions
boiled over as the feelings found an outlet.
"I am only interested
in him as his guardian," Jaheira snapped at Annah, "I do not have
romantic feelings for him!"
"Y-yes you
do..." Aerie spoke quietly. "I've seen the looks you given him, when
you think he's not looking."
The shades stopped
hissing, apparently enjoying the unfolding show. The source of the argument
wasn't though, looking to Keldorn with a pleading glance.
Said person simply
shrugged as he leant against the crystal and gave a 'sooner or later' look.
Loké sat down heavily next
to the crystal, leant against it, hung his head resignedly and awaited the
fireworks.
"Even if I did, who
did you think he would prefer? Someone as immature and pitiful as you? He wants
someone to stand by him, not be carried!"
"At least she annae a
dry shrivelled up ol' bag like yeh," Annah sniped.
"And unlike
you," Aerie spoke up, looking directly at Annah, "I don't dress
like-like-some cheap whore!"
Annah raised an eyebrow in
amusement. "Ach, so ye doo have a backbone!"
"Bu' a' least ah
dannae moan like one all the time," she sneered.
The avariel's eyes filled
with tears-apparently lack of sleep had made her more emotional then normal.
Without warning she unleashed a torrent of abuse, which would require a whole new
rating if I were to repeat. Suffice to say that after she was quite finished, everyone was
looking at her with amazement. Annah recovered first.
"Ah never knew yeh
had in yeh," she spoke admiringly.
"Shut up." Aerie
snarled quietly.
Jaheira's gaze rested on
Loké. "This childish bickering is no good. We cannot let our personal
grudges risk affecting our actions in battle. Loké should decide."
Loké gave her a pleading
look, to no avail.
"Now," she
finished with a tone of finality.
He looked around nervously
for anyone to support him. Everyone, even Minsc- especially Boo,judging by the
hamster's glare-was not going to give it. The shaggy-haired half-elf gave a
sigh of defeat. 'I better get this over with...'
"Jaheira... I'm
sorry... but, I..." He took a deep breath. "...I've always seen you
as a maternal figure... I'm sorry."
Aerie and Annah gave smug
looks as Jaheira exhaled a quiet sigh of disappointed. "I was afraid you
would say that." She nodded while she gave another small sigh. "Very
well; I will respect your feelings."
"And I have no idea!
I'll decide when I'm not trying to worry about shadows or wolves or
shadow-wolves or any other kind of bloody monster that's six foot away and
wanting to kill me!" Loké yelled before Aerie or Annah could speak.
"We need to rest. So lets shut the fuck up and rest!" he whined
Apparently the two women
didn't want to press their luck, as they sat against the pillar too-on opposite
sides. Suddenly there was a grating, chain-saw-under-water like sound. Minsc
had fallen asleep and was snoring. Loké, Keldorn and Jaheira simultaneously
gave a deep sigh as the shadows resumed hissing, albeit not as eagerly
This was going to be a
long night...
So that's
Jaheira's out of it! I know I seem to be moving fast but, as I think I
mentioned in a previous chapter, I intend to do the romance bit first and then
'flesh it out' if I feel the need. I'm focusing primarily on the interactions
between Loké and Annah, though I'm actually tempted to do the story as a POV
story as Annah. I seem to focus directly on her anyway.
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