The Braedsen Village Chronicles XI

Yes. I know... It seemed as though this episode would never come. I have been busy. Truth of the matter is, I don't have time for it now, I should be studying or being otherwise productive, but I don't care.


longer Last Time to refresh your memory...

"I am First Lieutenant Kildare." He blushed and went on, "But there is no need for formalities. You may call me Sean if you like." He regained his composure and took Genna's hand kissed it and gave her a little wink before turning to go to the Captain's tent. On the way he was interrupted at least ten times by people who required his attention.

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"Oh. I see. Well, I overheard them talking of two places. I can't say for certain what the import of those places were, but they seemed to mention Spretoria with reverence, and spoke of Silfrene with a sort of contempt."
Br. Duard's face lit up with this news. He thanked the women and grabbed the nearest Brother and told him to escort the ladies home, wherever that might be, and to meet the rest of the men back at the fortress, Smenita.
Genna blushed when she saw that the soldier to lead them was Lieutenant Sean Kildare.

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Danno ordered everyone one to pack up quickly just in case whatever the predator was... just in case it wasn't satisfied with its current prey.

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Although sadly impeded by her limp, Rosetta found it within hersalf to do a little gypsy dance.
"I can't believe it! I've been wanting to do that for quite some time now. I'm almost glad that I saved it for this occasion."
Rosetta then noticed the clashing of pots and pans, and the indignant breighing of horses, not too far distant. Having just gotten over panic, and still slightly hysterical, Rosetta started limping over to investigate the noise.


Braedsen Village Chronicles XI


I Don't Know What You're Talking About...

As Rosetta neared the clamor coming from the camp site, she stumbled on a rock which caused her to come down painfully hard on her hurt leg. She nearly swore with pain, but held it back, hoping that the noisy travelers didn't notice.
.....
However it did not seem as though she had been so lucky, as the camp was now silent. She held her breath and waited to see if the noise would start up again. After she had waited just long enough to believe that they had perhaps moved on already, she was grabbed from behind and forced to a standing position.
"@#%^$!"
She couldn't keep herself from swearing this time.
"LET ME GO! You're hurting my leg! Beware, I am a gypsy and I'll.... turn you into a newt!"
She continued struggling with her captor. She was very surprised at what happened next. For instead of taunting her, jerking her, or telling her to shut her mouth, her captor... laughed. It was the deep laugh of someone who was very relieved, and who didn't believe that she really could turn him into a newt.
"Well my friend gypsy, I'd like to put your talents to use. And should you some day find out how to REALLY turn people into newts, do tell me."
He let her go. She turned to face him as dignified as possible with a broken leg and said, "I don't know what you're talking about. How do you know I don't already know how to turn people into newts?"
He laughed again, and she liked it and didn't at the same time. How frustrating.
"Because.*chuckle* If you COULD have, you WOULD have, and wouldn't asked questions. And... I don't think that magic is real. Oh, don't get me wrong, I think that there are people who can do what SEEMS like magic. I have a magician in my troop and I, myself, tell fortunes, but... I don't think that magic exists.
~Watch what you're saying bucko~
The man paused for a second, and Rosetta wondered why. He looked as though he had just heard something that made him nervous.
"Umm... What is your name?"
"Huh?" The man was called out of his reverie, "Oh, um I am Danno. Leader of Danno's troubadours."
"Okay, well... Nice to meet you, Danno. Look, I kind of have a broken leg and I'd really like to sit down. Can we talk somewhere more comfortable?"
"Oh. Do you really? Well, what do I get for letting you sit down?"
"Exscuse me?"
Rosetta couldn't believe it. He hadn't seemed all THAT rude.
"Tell you what, you agree to work one day and night for my troupe, and I'll let you sit at our camp, eat with us, and I'll even take you back to your home... You do have a home, right?"
Rosetta was very irritated, but she could see that this RUDE man would never let her rest until she had agreed to his terms.
"Fine. But just so you know, you are being very rude."
.......
What WAS it about his LAUGH that was so irresistibly irritating???

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Genna walking quietly alongside Sr. Christian and KM, and watched Lieutenant Kildare... Sean's back.
"Well, I think that we should tell The Village what happened. I mean, obviously not ALL of what happened, but I think that they should know that something is going on. And that it isn't good. The Breadenites will want to plan ahead."
Sr. Christian shook her head in disagreement, "No. I do not believe that would be a very wise decision. It is advantageous, I admit, for them to be forewarned, but they are not all... how shall I put this... they do not all possess enough intelligence to know how to handle this situation."
KM was about to protest when Brother Lieutenant Kildare suddenly spoke up, "She's right. The people don't need to know, they'll only panic. And we are handling this. Believe me, if it gets to the point where the villagers should know, we will tell them, but for now it is best to leave them to their peaceful lives."
KM and Sr. Christian were both taken by surprise, they hadn't seen him fall back to walk beside them until he spoke up.
He nodded an excuse me to the two women, glanced at Genna, blushed, and resumed his position in front of the three women.
Keitha and Sr. Christian looked at each other, smiled, and then fixed Genna with the biggest smiles. They made her very uncomfortable.
"What?"
Oh, nothing." Said Keitha, "Only that you and the good brother ahead seem to blush an awful lot. Yet it is such a fine day out."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Genna was still very uncomfortable. How could they keep up such a brisk pace and still manage to keep those piercing gazes fixed on her?
"Oh."
"Naturally."
"Indeed."
"How could we have thought otherwise."
Genna could see that she was in for an inordinate amount of teasing in the future. But still... Perhaps there was something to it...




Well. Sorry that it is such a short installment, but that is all I have in me today.
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