Troube In ACLand

Lila

Lila

Boston!
Oct 9, 2002
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MI, USA
He stepped into the tavern and scanned the crowd. Several people were watching a young, blonde man playing a lute. His voice was soothing, yet strong.

"Welcome to Hotel California ...." he sang.

Jamz stood at the bar and ordered a mead. The bartender was hunched over, moving slowly behind the counter.

Jamz sighed as he waited. As soon as he got his drink, he gulped it down his dry throat.

A lovely young bar wench stood next to him. "Isn't Cattlegrid just wonderful?" she asked with a sigh of admiration.

Jamz glanced at the stage. "Yeah. Whatever."
 
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Being the new guy in town, Jamz knew this was just the place to carry out his agenda. Of course, this meant he'd have to do his homework, and do it with the style and charm that he carried so carefully. Ah, this place will be perfect...
 
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after all who in this place could possibly be smart enough to catch on to him after all he was the most intelligent man on the planet. Although the women found him a bit vain, it was their loss not his, he hadn't meet a woman yet he couldn't twist around his finger if he applied himself to the task..........
 
"Jamz!!!"

Jamz dropped his empty glass with a start.

"You have some nerve showing your face here after all these years!!"

Jamz backed himself as far as he could as the woman fairly jumped in front of him and gave him a hefty slap on his left cheek.

"GEL! Why fancy meeting you here! How have you been?"

"How have I been? How have I been?" Green Eyed Lady chanted back at him, inching ever closer.

Jamz discreetly moved both hands down in a protective posture over his nether regions.

"Let me tell you how I've been!"
 
The music from the stage went silent as all watched the seen. Cattlegrid glared at the interruption of his fine singing.

What Jamz suddenly realized, was that GEL was dressed in black. Yet, she was still as beautiful as ever. Her eyes, how he could lose himself in them, again.

"GEL, darling ..."

"Don't you darling me! You walked out on me years ago!"

The bartender slammed his fist on the counter. Both GEL and Jamz jumped and looked at him.

"Get this racket out of my bar. You're upsetting my customers!"

GEL glared at Jamz again. "Sorry Reefscape," she muttered as she pushed away from the counter and headed out the door.

The lovely barmaid looked up at Jamz. "You know GEL?"

He sighed. "Yeah. We knew each other very well, many years ago."

"And you survived?"

Jamz knew what she spoke of. Very few men could survive the hunger of GEL. She was the only challenge he ever faced, and failed. He had heard that she married, but now, he knew she was now widowed.
 
Seeing Jamz leave with his head hanging low but with an obvious thought in mind..... Cattlegrid raced for the door to meet him. Watching Cattlegrid, GEL leans on the back wall with a familiar glint in her eye, ah, he couldn't know what she would be planning.
 
"Go Doll!!!! WOOHOOOOO!!!!"

The yell was barely audible over the music and the general din of the bar. Yet even the thick oak door behind the bar was insufficient to hold in the rambunctious cheering.

"Keep it down girl!" Reefscape muttered through the door. Trying to keep his voice down, but at the same time make himself heard by whomever it was that needed to be silenced.

Jamz turned his attention towards the bar, crashing into Cattlegrid. The two men fell stunned onto the grimy floor staring back at the distraction, and for the moment their own issues were swept away in this new turn of events.

Out of the door burst a little firecracker of a girl. Bouncing along the floor, she was on the bar in what seemed a single explosion of youthful exuberance.

Her right hand thrust up, clutching a sparkling 8 inch tall action figure around the waist, she triumphantly announced that Dangerdoll had single handedly defeated the horde of trolls and restored order to the magical kingdom of Novajersy.

The bar errupted in raucous cheers and laughter as a red-faced Reefscape, whether from anger or embarassment, swept the girl from the bar. Muttering apologies about his daughter's actions and something about a babysitter that would have made a trucker gasp.
 
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GEL, let her eyes move from the bar it was a scene she had witnessed before. She looked back at Cattlegrid, she slow ran her tongue over her bottom lip, hmmmmmmmm lunch and for an appetiser maybe that little Happychem, nah he wouldn't last two minutes in the dungeon. But Jamz, her green eyes followed him like a panther getting ready to strike, her nails dug into her palms as she stomped out the door, oh to get even with that one.......................
 
Jamz continued to scan the crowd, looking for his contact. In the corner, he found him.

"Watcher," he said under his breath. "There you are." Approaching the hooded man, Jamz sat across from him and tossed a pouch on the table. "You have information for me."

Watcher looked up at the man and shook his head. "You don't know much about keeping things low-key, do you?"

"I don't care," Jamz snapped. "I just want what I was promised."

Watcher leaned forward and grabbed the pouch, shaking it lightly to hear the rattle of metal coins. "Very well," he said with a grin. He tucked the pouch underneath his cloak and leaned back. "She's a widow."

"No kidding! I already figured that out!" Jamz took a deep breath. "What happened to Lord Corax?"

"Trolls."

"Are you serious?" Jamz yelled.

Watcher nodded.

"He's the slayer of trolls. How was he slain by them?" Jamz felt his face turning red.

"I think you're more interested in how he ended up marrying GEL," Watcher said with a smirk.
 
Geesh I can tell you that I ticked him to death with feathers :laugh:

jk sorry I couldn't resist :p
 
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