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January 2, 1999 |
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Yosannah storms into the room and throws her keys on an endtable.
Stone glances over, "Yo." he greets.
"Hey." She plops down onto the couch, "I hate playoff season. Oh. Hey, Lance."
Stone says "Merlin busy watching the games, eh?"
Yosannah was smiling at Lance but turns to regard Stone, "What?!" She makes a face of sorts.
Stone smiles, innocently.
"No, Merlin. I was watching MY team lose... duh."
Stone says "Duh. The lesson to learn here is : don't back losers."
Yosannah offers the obvious come-back, "So why do I hang with you then?" She rolls her eyes.
Stone snickers, "Glutton for punishment?"
Yosannah smirks, "Guess so. So."
She stares at Lance for a moment. "So. Ah, Stone. What do you know about Failiriun?"
Stone says "Nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there."
Lancelot looks up from his musings, "Hello Yo."
Yosannah shakes her head, "No. That guy that was staying at my place all last month." She smiles at Lance.
Stone asks Yosannah, "Faliran?"
Yosannah snaps her fingers, "Yeah. Him."
Stone says "What was he doing around these parts?"
Yosannah blinks at Stone and bites at her lip, "Dude, that's what I'm asking *you*"
Stone smirks, "He didn't leave any hints laying around?"
Yosannah sighs, "Lord. He said he was a singer person. What the hell are those called. Bards. Yeah. And he was asking lots of stuff about Chaos."
Stone says "Like what?"
Yosannah shrugs and slumps more into the couch, "I don't know. Asked about who people are. He said he was from there but that he didn't belong to a home... or house or whatever. So I gave him some information." She smirks, "Yeah."
Stone smirks, "What did you tell him?" Yosannah laughs, mostly at herself, "Nothing. I made some shit up. You know I don't know dick about that stuff." "Of course."
Lancelot interjects, "If you'd like, send him to me the next time you see him."
Stone chuckles and then looks at Lancelot, "You see anyone around here asking questions?"
Yosannah eyes Lance.
Lancelot smiles, "Is that a trick question?"
Yosannah nudges Lance, "You know the guy?"
Stone smirks, "From Chaos. Reason I ask is I've had several visitors lately. Seems their King is up for an assassination and word has it it comes from these parts."
Yosannah laughs, "Someone is gonna kill their queeny?"
Stone grins at Yosannah, "That's -King-. She has penis envy, you see."
Yosannah snickers, "Figures. Well, he was pretty ah... I don't know. Merlin asked him some questions about his origins and he didn't seem to have any clear answers, you know. It seemed strange to me." She gets a mysterious look on her face, "Like he was hiding something...Oooo."
Lancelot nudges back, "He sounds like another lost soul."
Stone tells Lancelot, "Maybe you should make friends with him sometime."
Lancelot looks at Stone, "I'm not sure if that is serious or a way of stating I'm a lost soul as well." Then he smiles.
Yosannah smiles at Lance and turns back to Stone, "So, you don't know him then? Or what?"
Stone just grins at Lancelot and then says to Yosannah, "I know of him. He's mostly harmless."
She shrugs and exhales slowly, "If you say so. How do you know of him?"
Stone snickers, "My people are everywhere. Speaking of which, were I you I really would have chosen the steak at the store today. That mutton is the cloned kind. Lots of genetic anomalies there."
Yosannah laughs, chuckles, her smile turns to a look of uncertainty as she eyes Stone, "I don't like red meat."
Stone grins, "So you say."
Lancelot chokes back a laugh.
Yosannah clenches her jaw as if to keep from saying something. "So, ah." She twirls her hair around her finger. "I don't suppose either of you two have seen Damen lately..."
Lancelot says "Nope. Not since last week or so."
Stone shakes his head, "Not for a while now. Though last time I did he seemed as fine as usual."
"You saw him last week?" She seems disappointed, "and he seemed fine as usually, huh... hmm."
Lancelot says "Yes, at the WEB."
Yosannah nods at Lance, reflecting for a moment, "Was he ah..alone or anything?"
Lancelot shrugs, "I think so. Not sure." She nudges Lance again, "What do you mean 'you aren't sure'?"
Lancelot shrugs again, "I don't know the guy."
Yosannah frowns again and crosses her arms. Lancelot admonishes, "I only know his name not the company he keeps."
Stone mentions to Lancelot, "He and she used to be ... you know ... an item."
Lancelot chuckles, "Ah another one on my list." He ticks off on his fingers, "Let's see, Merlin, Calis, Stone, Damen, anyone else Yo?" Lancelot grins.
Yosannah flashes a glare at Stone, "Calis????"
Lancelot spreads his hands, "What can I say, that's what rumor central is spewing currently."
Stone just snickers.
"Calis?? Did you tell him that Stone?"
Stone raises his hands, "Innocent over here."
Yosannah shakes her head, "good lord.."
Lancelot eyes Stone and grins.
Stone says "So Yo, what's new with you besides this Faliran character?"
Yosannah whaps Lance in the arm, "Listen. I'm not like that. I don' t know what he" She nods at Stone, "has told you, but there has just been Damen."
Stone coughs a few times. Yosannah points at finger at Stone, "You and me don't count!"
Lancelot leans away slightly, "Hey, I heard this in the WEB. Mr. Stone's innocent." Lancelot states this in a light tone.
Yosannah ignores Stone's original question and eyes Lance, "Please. From who."
Stone looks at Lancelot as well.
Lancelot ponders this, "I honestly don't know. I will have to check my notes, all three hundred pages of them."
She nods triumphantly, 'See, I knew you were making it up. Anyway..."
Stone just smirks and shakes his head.
"Yeah. Anyway. I've been ah, hanging out with Merlin. But you know that; spending lots of time on earth." She nods, "And ah, apparently. Lots of time in Kashfa..."
Lancelot eyes Yo, "Kasfha? Me?"
Yo points at herself,"No. Me." She whaps Lance again, "He asked what I've been doing. Pay attention." She teases.
Lancelot shuts his pie hole for a moment.
Stone says "Kashfa, how so?"
Yosannah tries to talk, pauses and reconsiders. "Hmmm. I ah.. Well. I don't know how to explain."
Stone says "Well, how about words. I'm pretty bad at sign language."
Yosannah hmms, "There's this being... it's like a parasite or something and it lives inside me. Del calls it a 'godling'. And I've only told her and Merlin. See,that's why I've been hanging out with him, because it doesn't surface around him." She runs her hand over her hair.
Stone raises an eyebrow, "Explain."
Yosannah laughs; tries to make light of the situation, "I have memories of things that I've done, that I don't recall clearly doing." Yosannah shrugs. "And I'm really sick too." She glances at Lance out of the corner of her eye, as if uncomfortable talking in front of him.
Lancelot is merely looking off into space and sipping his coffee acting as if he hears not a word.
Stone leans forward slightly, "Sick? How so?"
Yosannah shrugs and shakes her head, "weak, tired. And just when I get better I lose time and get sick again."
Stone frowns and rubs his chin, "Tell me about this godling."
"She, it, whatever. It talked to Merlin one night, I remember it like being trapped within my own body and not having any control. It talked about an Amberite uniting 'It' and others just like it."
Stone says "Which Amber guy?"
Yosannah tries to recall, "his ah..uncle. Ah, Dalt?"
Stone raises an eyebrow, glancing at Lancelot.
Yosannah doesn't seem to notice Stone's glance toward Lance, "I thought I was going crazy. It said it was keeping me alive...so I went and talked to Del to see if her mom, Rina, could do someting to help me."
Lancelot nods, "Dalt, bastard son of Oberon. Hates the Amber line the last I heard. Almost got into it with Dara in the WEB the other day. He's been around the WEB quite a bit recently. I do not like his people much."
Lancelot adds, "Has a crew who are mercenaries of his. He's basically an asshole and thrives on it."
Stone asks Yosannah, "What's it called?"
"Um. The First of Four." She adds, "Pestilence. Isn't that insane. Like in the book of Rev.." Her voice trails off and she drops her head into her hands in fusration.
Stone nods, "The Horsemen. Heard of them." He frowns, rubbing his chin again.
Yosannah looks up and stares, "You have?"
Stone nods, "You met any of them, Lancelot?"
Lancelot shakes his head, "Not that I'm aware of Sir. If I have, they never introduced themselves as such."
Stone then asks Yosannah, "Merlin going to do something about this?"
Yosannah sighs, "He asked me if I wanted him to. He's worried about confrontation with his uncle." She shakes her head, "He thinks he can get rid of it, but we aren't sure if it will ah. Kill me. She." She pauses and articulates, "IT, said I couldn't live without it now. Like I'm diseased too. I don't know. Del is making an appointment with her mom to run tests on me."
Stone says "Rinaen. That might be a good start. I could talk to Dalt. But to be honest, if he told me to piss off, it'd be a crapshoot if I could win a war against him. Might be better to see what Greenmoon's mom says first."
Lancelot interjects, "I could attempt to get something that resembles 'chummy' with him if you'd like."
Stone smirks, "I have a feeling that'd be a bit difficult. He's a merc, pure and simple."
Lancelot nods, "It was a thought."
"And even if Dalt doesn't care about what happens either way - I don't know if I can live without her at this point."
Lancelot peers at Yo, "Live without who?"
Yosannah points at herself, "This thing is keeping me alive. It's keeping you from being infected with whatever I'm carrying!"
Stone tells Yosannah, "If Dalt doesn't care, then it's just a matter of fixing the problem. Hell, if need be, we could grow you a new body. Bigger ... you know ... " He motions outwards from his chest with hands, "if you want too."
Yosannah can't help but laugh at Stone, "I don't. need. bigger. boobs."
Stone raises his hands, "Oh ... didn't say you did."
Lancelot chuckles, then slides away from Yo. "Um and what if whatever you are carrying that protects /us/ fails?"
Yosannah stares at Lance, mouth open, "I don't know. I didn't think of that."
Lancelot says "I see. Well then, is this whatever it is, a microbe? I.e. biological or organic?"
Yosannah shrugs, "I don't know. That's what I'm gonna have Rina look at I guess." She looks up at Stone, "right?"
Stone nods in agreement.
Yosannah sighs, "Yeah. So, listen. Can we keep this among us? I know the 'others' are supposedly high-profile and 'it' isn't. And neither am I do tell you the truth. I don't want the world to know I'm all fucked up like this."
Stone says "Fair enough. Not that everyone else isn't fucked up."
Yosannah laughs and slides off the couch. "I'm gonna go home. I need to rest... watch football... read a good book.."
Lancelot smiles, "Of course Yo, anything said here doesn't pass beyond. An added bonus is I will not tell a soul." He adds, "I would like to know what it is exactly so that I can prepare a spell that may shield others should whatever you have decide to spread here in the Club. When you find out of course."
Yosannah nods and smiles. "I don't think spells will help Lance. After all the people it's killed, but you'll be the second," She smiles and reconsiders, "or third to know, okay?
Lancelot nods, "Thanks. And take care of yourself, eh? I'd hate to learn that you were harmed because of this, who'd I have to pick on then?"
She laughs and grabs her keys from the endtable. "Yeah yeah. later guys."
Stone grins, "He's right. Keep me informed too, eh?"
Yosannah nods at Stone and trods out into the Lobby.