Posted by DONAR on June 17, 2001 at 06:25:05:
*ring ring*
Troia continued filing her nails as the red phone on her desk buzzed its way along the surface.
*ring ring*
Finny walked past, noting the Amazonian's indifference.
"Uh...Troia? Not
telling you your job..but..the phone."
She looked up with sparkling green
eyes and stared at the Makluan like he was an idiot.
Only after letting
another swig of tea past her ruby lips did she reply "Whattaboutit?"
*ring ring*
"Uh...That. The noise." Finny pointed out conclusively. "It means someone wants to talk to you..or us..probably you."
*ring ring*
"...if it's important, they'll wait." She confided in him, tucking a stray
lock of auburn hair behind her ear.
Finny fidgeted, resisting the urge to
answer the phone himself.
*ring ring.....ring ring...*
"FINE!" Troia snapped at the impatient dragon. "I'll get it then, shall I?"
*ring.."Hellooo? What's your emergency that can't POSSIBLY wait until the end
of my tea break?...Oh...really?"
Finny danced around before her, mouthing out
questions she wouldn't bother to answer anyway. "Who is it? Is it important?
Anyone in trouble? Troia? Troia? Who is.."
"Right" Troia continued, swirling the phonecord around her fingertip. "No..I'm afraid not, dearie..he's not in. No. He stays at the LoR headquarters and they don't answer THEIR phone at all...yeah, I'LL give him the message.." she finished coldly, before slamming the phone down.
Finny waited patiently to see if it was for him. As he opened his mouth to speak, he got his answer.
"Unless you're tired of breathing, I'd move out of the doorway..I have to go. Now." Troia mentioned, shoving her Draconic boss out of the way and slamming the door behind her.
"Maybe we should get Nats to answer the phones from now on" he pondered.
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*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
Cheryl stepped over the sleeping forms of Visz, Yo and Enty to answer the door. The Evil Dead marathon had kept the three up all night and she was enjoying the peace while it lasted. Checking her makeup in the hallway mirror ( because you can NEVER be sure when the paparazzi will show up ) she turned and opened the door.
"Troia! It's so nice to see you hon!" She gushed, welcoming the Amazon with a
friendly hug. "To what do we owe this honor?"
"I've got a message." Troia
spat between clenched teeth. "Is Donar in?"
"I'm sorry hon, he's gone home to
get a few things. He shouldn't be long though..come in..we'll have some tea and
a chat.."
"I'm not feeling real chatty, Cheryl..but..tea is good." Troia
sighed, making her way to the kitchen.
"So." Cheryl began. "What's on your mind? You look a little less than
impressed."
"Nothing..really...the bastard." Troia replied.."Did I say
bastard? I meant..uh..'mmm..tea..'"
"Donar? What's he done? I can't imagine
him hurting you willingly.."
"It's not him so much." Troia confessed, staring
down into her tea. "It's his whole history..I mean...he's OLD. REALLY old. Not
that it bothers me, cause I'm used to Gods and stuff it's just..I got this
phonecall...from that Goddess..woman...he used to.."
"You mean Freyja?"
Cheryl smiled. "Oh hun, there's nothing there. She's got her own life, and the
only thing they even had in common ended centuries ago!"
Troia held the
oversized tea-cup in both hands, letting the warmth seep through her fingers.
"Donar's son will be here today."
"Oh." Cheryl replied.
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