reply to post by A boy in a dress
Ok, I'm feeling a little timid about this.
I'll post this here and see what you two think. Let me know (I have NO Problem at all re-writing)...
I'll edit as needed.
(TEMP POST 126)
The stench all but forgotten Adam and Dag grouped with Chumley next to the bear skin rug where Milli waited patiently for Squatch who‘d gone into
‘Did you really see something out there?’ Adam whispered through the corner of his mouth his eyes never leaving the picture windows.
‘I was sure I did.’ Milli piped up ‘But then the wind started and now with the white out...‘ Milli’s voice trailed off. ’You did notice
a storm had hit, right?’
‘No, actually I hadn’t’ Adam replied no time for embarrassment. Holding out his hand for the others to ‘stay’ he crept closer to the
window growing more unnerved by the moment. The snow squall was beyond anything he’d ever imagined it’s flakes driven sideways by a harsh wind
and Adam could just barely make out three shapes just off the deck. They didn’t seem threatening, but he couldn’t make out their race or what
weapons they might be holding either.
‘A-Dam, we can’t leave them out there! Please Sir, they’ll freeze!’ Dag begged from behind Adam trying to force his way under the big
man’s arms so he could get a better look.
‘We can’t just let anybody in! They could be armed, or were sent by Bransom!‘ Adam answered harshly. ‘What if they followed out teleport
trail?’ Adam turned to Chumley.
‘I go. I check.’ Chumley grumbled his voice hoarse from crying.
‘Well, you can’t just walk out there without wearing some kind of protection!’ Milli warned clearly wanting to go with Chumley. ‘Wrap the
bear rug around your shoulders, it’s the only thing in the cabin that will fit.’ He added hastily but for nothing, Chumley was already pulling on
the bearskin wearing it’s snarling mouthed head like a hat.
‘You two, guard Silo. She get hurt, you get hurt.’ Chumley’s promise leaving Adam and Dag a little taken aback at his threat, but then Chumley
was a Regalian something Adam had forgotten in all the beings sniveling over Silo. At the moment with three unknowns outside the door he found the
‘Arm yourselves...’ Chumley pointed to the fire irons before he eased his tentacle over the doorknob easing it open ever so gently. The cold
whipped into the room like a wrath.
‘On second thought maybe I should stay here...’ Milli added clearly having second thoughts about going out in the storm.
‘You come, we go.’ Chumley stepped out into the cold giving a Regalian battle cry and commanding whoever was out in the snow not to move.
The three hadn't seen him coming. They hadn’t seen anything at all but sheets of frozen white and their own foot prints in the rising snow.
Distracted by the cold, the storm, they’d yet to get their bearing when the Regalian bellow reached them causing them all to jump in place.
Neno, free from his long black duster raised his weapon aiming it in the direction of the howl. BIAD, wearing Neno’s duster against the cold stood
in place one finely clad foot raised in in the air, the other sunk stiletto deep in the freezing snow. Tibs - his beard already streaking with ice
guarded the baggage, hiding behind it to keep it safe.
‘I coming! I find you! No ssssshoot! No attackkkk! PEACE!’ Chumley bellowed his teeth already clacking in the cold.
Neno, gun still raised curled his shoulders and backed into BIAD shielding him from whatever was coming their way.
Then they saw it. Taller than a mountain fir, wider than the valley, a snow covered bear with a growling grin perched on the top of something huge
and green breathing steam like a dragon.
What happened next was no more a mistake than a reaction, no more a reaction than fate.
Neno shot Chumley.
Actually Neon didn’t do the shooting, Neno’s gun did. Still smoking from being fired repeatedly under the hot noon sun in the West in contrast to
the below freezing temperatures high in the mountains of Oregon was too much for the revolver. It’s metal constricted, the fire pin stuck true, the
report of the gun barely heard over the howling storm.
Startled at the kickback in his hand Neno swore and watched with BIAD as the great green and brown bear began to tumble backwards in the snow not a
yard in front of them. Tibs was no where to be seen but their baggage shook like igloos in a earthquake.
Neno swore again, ‘Well I’ll be-deee-amned. Never a misfire in my live long life until...’
‘I’m Hit! AGhhhhhhh!’ Came a woeful scream interrupting Neno.
All thoughts of safety aside Neno lurched forward through the snow trying to catch the bear clad Regalian as he went down. There was something
awfully familiar about the giant and when he got close enough to see his features Neno knew he’d been right. No one could forget Chumley of the
Yydryl once they’d met him.
‘Chumley! What in the sam-hill are you doing here?’ Neno yelled over the wind. ‘BIAD! Find Tibs and get inside I know this one!’
‘Neno?’ Chumley rocked to his knees with the help of the U-Man. ‘The Neno? Neno the Vandal U-Man? Pennelope U-Man?’ Chumley grabbed Neno
in a huge hug the bear head bouncing up and down on his head. ‘NENOOOO!‘ Chumley hooted in pure pleasure. ‘Come! We go inside! You freeze
your goons off out here. I freeze my goons off out here!’ Chumley all but lifted Neno out of his boots dragging him towards the cabin.
‘But Chumley! I shot you!’ Neno blustered unable to believe Chumley could walk much lest lift him after being struck. Neno knew the kind of
tunnel his sidearm carved through flesh.
‘No, you shoot bear!’ Chumley laughed a full throated laugh so glad was he to see the Vandal.
Slipping and sliding their way onto the deck and up into the cabin BIAD had never felt anything so heavenly as the warm air radiating from inside,
Tibs, unwilling to be left out in the snow overcame his apprehension and followed the rest into through the door right into the mouth of the welcome
Adam hadn’t heard the shot, but he heard the howling.
‘I’m shot! I’m shotttttt! Oh aghhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!’ Milli moaned dramatically from the back of Chumley who unceremoniously dropped the bear
rug to the floor in a hump telling Milli to get over it. The rug immediately began to thaw leaving a growing puddle on the hardwood floor.
‘Shot?’ Adam’s mouth dropped open unable to take his eyes off BIAD who’d removed Neno’s coat and now stood shivering in a bright red dress,
Neno his revolver in hand and Tib’s his nose in the air trying to see under his fogged up glasses.
‘Yeah, shot.’ Neno smiled a crooked smile and shrugged his shoulders looking down at the revolver in his hand like it had a mind of it’s
‘Aaaaaa-Dam look!’ Dag dragged out Adam’s name in wonder. ’It’s so beautiful!’ Dag crept forward big violet eyes as round as saucers
taking in every inch of the red dress and it’s wearer timidly reaching out to touch BIAD as if he was a splendid dream that might too soon
‘DAG!’ Adam shouted and grabbed Dag’s shoulder harder than he’d intended in his concern for the boy. Dag yelped.
Neno, all smiles gone raised his revolver slowly looking Adam squarely in the eye. ‘Take your hands off the girl or my next shot won’t be a
mistake.’ Neno’s gaze didn’t flinch as Adam’s eyes widened over the misunderstanding his hand frozen in place.
Neno’s locked eyes with his adversary the battle of wills begun. Adam didn’t look away, didn’t even blink but Neno didn’t see fear only a
growing incredulity crossing the other man’s features. Little did Neno know that for the first time since Adam had gained full power of his
‘gift’ - it now failed him - Adam could read nothing behind the eyes of the Vandal. Neno credited the man’s expression to the revolver pointed
squarely at his chest.
BIAD, unable to stand two showdowns in one day stepped forward and raised one beautifully lacquered fingernail placing it delicately on the front site
of Neno’s gun pushing the tip down and away from the startled Adam.
‘Too much testosterone...’ BIAD shook his head at the men then turned to the adoring Dag his blood red nail pointed up under the boys chin gently
raised Dag’s face. ‘But not too too much testosterone eh boy
?’ BIAD said with a wink at the smitten Dag.
edit on 7-2-2011 by silo13 because: (no reason given)