Wednesday, December 06, 2006
More Guh
It's been a while since I posted a snippet, so I thought I would.
Ace (Phoebe) and her crew have reached Vedia Station, so that they could have repairs done to their ship. While they are waiting, she and her third-in-command, Ardan Quintus, are attending a party.
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At some point, a drink or two later, the current carried us into one of the smaller rooms, where it was a little quieter but no less crowded. That was when the crowds parted and revealed such a vision that I had no choice but to stop and stare. "Oh. My. God."
The man standing before me, perfectly framed by a spotlight, was as flawlessly sculpted as a statue of a Greek god, and as fantastically painted as a work by Van Gogh. Swirls and whorls of color lined his torso, continuing up to his face and even into his hair. Then I noticed that the only thing he was wearing besides the paint was a G-string that left very, very little to the imagination. "Gu-uh!" I said.
Then I recognized him. It was Vittore Vere. Of course.
A quick glance at Quintus caught him in mid-eye-roll, quaking with silent laughter. When he saw that he'd been caught, the laughter burst forth. "I'm s-s-sorry, Captain," he gasped. "It's just ... you're so ..."
"Predictable?" I finished for him, with a wry grin.
"Well, yeah." He gestured, still giggling. "He just has such an ... obvious effect on you. I mean, if I got myself all painted and primped up like that, I bet you wouldn't say 'Guh'."
I paused, looking him up and down and letting my imagination run wild for a few seconds. I guess I'd had more to drink than I'd thought, because when I opened my mouth, what came out was, "I wouldn't be so sure of that."
That caught him off guard, and he stopped mid-laugh.
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Things are definitely starting to heat up on The Damned Strumpet...
Ace (Phoebe) and her crew have reached Vedia Station, so that they could have repairs done to their ship. While they are waiting, she and her third-in-command, Ardan Quintus, are attending a party.
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At some point, a drink or two later, the current carried us into one of the smaller rooms, where it was a little quieter but no less crowded. That was when the crowds parted and revealed such a vision that I had no choice but to stop and stare. "Oh. My. God."
The man standing before me, perfectly framed by a spotlight, was as flawlessly sculpted as a statue of a Greek god, and as fantastically painted as a work by Van Gogh. Swirls and whorls of color lined his torso, continuing up to his face and even into his hair. Then I noticed that the only thing he was wearing besides the paint was a G-string that left very, very little to the imagination. "Gu-uh!" I said.
Then I recognized him. It was Vittore Vere. Of course.
A quick glance at Quintus caught him in mid-eye-roll, quaking with silent laughter. When he saw that he'd been caught, the laughter burst forth. "I'm s-s-sorry, Captain," he gasped. "It's just ... you're so ..."
"Predictable?" I finished for him, with a wry grin.
"Well, yeah." He gestured, still giggling. "He just has such an ... obvious effect on you. I mean, if I got myself all painted and primped up like that, I bet you wouldn't say 'Guh'."
I paused, looking him up and down and letting my imagination run wild for a few seconds. I guess I'd had more to drink than I'd thought, because when I opened my mouth, what came out was, "I wouldn't be so sure of that."
That caught him off guard, and he stopped mid-laugh.
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Things are definitely starting to heat up on The Damned Strumpet...
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