"Yer know, some people use steak to take the swelling down" Ninurta sarcastically remarked as he moved his naked body
further along the natural seat. The hot bubbling water continued to work their own style of magic on the aching bones and
bruised awareness of how their plan had been guessed at.
Muckles put her tongue out at the Gunman and went back to transmitting her injury to the severed-penis. The recovering
Witch of Carbiox muttered her charms that went unheard by her three companions in the fairly-serene surroundings of
1620-Thermopolis in Wyoming.
It was the year that the mother of Johannes Kepler was arrested for witchcraft and in Scotland, they too began their own hunt
for such sorceresses. It's said that in 1620, London's river Thames froze over and that's just fine and dandy, in Thermopolis
it was hot and bubbly.
And smelled of sulphur.
"They knew alright..." Tibbs said wiggling his toes out of the hot pool of water. "...Aura Rhanes is one-smart cookie" he
added and smiled as his beard bobbed in the effervescent cauldron. "The Mainyu must've really needed her help getting
to exist in this reality and Rhanes managed this one perfectly."
The Vithian glanced over at his wife and noticed that the swelling on her jaw had gone down and even though he held no
scientific evidence that an injury can be conveyed via will to another, he wasn't sure whether the purple-looking organ should
look that colour so quickly.
But he certainly didn't like the idea of his wife holding it so close to her face.
"We have no idea which are truly human and which are fake..."Tibbs continued "...I'm still analysing that object which I believe
houses an individual Mainy, but I think our next goal is to save Forrestal" Pondering on whether his newly-washed robe would
be dry yet, he noted that wife nodded at his last comment.
Mucklebones examined the sagging chunk of flesh in her hand and then without a thought, tossed it over her shoulder. It's
nice to know that someone thinks of the coyotes. "Aye, the Raji' is a canny-one..." the crone said and pulling off her poncho,
she lowered herself carefully into the natural pool alongside Ninurta. The GunMan sighed and shuffled back to original position.
As the smug-looking Witch soaked in the warmth and extended her point of view, Ninurta's puzzled look at her husband to
receive a mouthed-answer for the strange word. In essence, Raji means 'crazy over-sexed individual' he silently explained.
"She's got Ba'al behind her and considerin' she's had more cock than a fairground rifle, that winnit' be the first time" Muckles
sneered. "Ah' say we find Symington after Forrestal and twist him fur' some blather" she added and stuck her head under the
broiling water.
Ninurta moved again and was beside the now humming-to-himself-Tibbs, the only saving grace was that Boy In A Dress hadn't
joined them. It doesn't bear thinking about.
In the same year that The Mayflower reached -what would be known as Plymouth Rock and the fourteenth emperor of the Ming
dynasty of China kicked the bucket, three weirdos sat in a natural hot mineral spring in the middle of nowhere and wondered
what the other weirdo of their troop was up to.
For the curious, BIAD was busy petting and talking to a bison calf called Harold.
Well, obviously that wasn't his real name and to be honest, the Man-Girl couldn't be sure the doe-eyed animal was a male.
But the simple hermaphrodite liked the name Harold, okay? Gaaawd, don't make a big thing out of it.
Then like a mermaid with attitude, Mucklebones broke the pool's surface and persevered with her assessment.
"And anuther' friggin' thing..." she said after spurting a jet of water from her mouth, "...we have no idea how many of these
Mainyu-thingys are here". Muckles quickly placed her best 'I-love-you' smile on her face in attempts to reduce the scowl her
husband carried in regards of her foul language.
Tibbs looked up at the azure sky and wondered if his studies on the object in the time-machine would -or could bring about
a way of identifying the humanoids that carried it. Belcite was known for it's quantum-jumping properties and that's probably
why Ba'al's scientists used it. But still, he was a long way behind in the race and it would be nice to cut a break in their mission.
"Yeah" he said to himself as he guessed the approaching footsteps were BIAD's, Save Forrestal, grab Symington and find
Aura Rhanes. His wife was right again.
"This is Harold" happily announced Boy In A Dress and after a minute of listening to his friends, he did what they suggested
and 'put it back'.
further along the natural seat. The hot bubbling water continued to work their own style of magic on the aching bones and
bruised awareness of how their plan had been guessed at.
Muckles put her tongue out at the Gunman and went back to transmitting her injury to the severed-penis. The recovering
Witch of Carbiox muttered her charms that went unheard by her three companions in the fairly-serene surroundings of
1620-Thermopolis in Wyoming.
It was the year that the mother of Johannes Kepler was arrested for witchcraft and in Scotland, they too began their own hunt
for such sorceresses. It's said that in 1620, London's river Thames froze over and that's just fine and dandy, in Thermopolis
it was hot and bubbly.
And smelled of sulphur.
"They knew alright..." Tibbs said wiggling his toes out of the hot pool of water. "...Aura Rhanes is one-smart cookie" he
added and smiled as his beard bobbed in the effervescent cauldron. "The Mainyu must've really needed her help getting
to exist in this reality and Rhanes managed this one perfectly."
The Vithian glanced over at his wife and noticed that the swelling on her jaw had gone down and even though he held no
scientific evidence that an injury can be conveyed via will to another, he wasn't sure whether the purple-looking organ should
look that colour so quickly.
But he certainly didn't like the idea of his wife holding it so close to her face.
"We have no idea which are truly human and which are fake..."Tibbs continued "...I'm still analysing that object which I believe
houses an individual Mainy, but I think our next goal is to save Forrestal" Pondering on whether his newly-washed robe would
be dry yet, he noted that wife nodded at his last comment.
Mucklebones examined the sagging chunk of flesh in her hand and then without a thought, tossed it over her shoulder. It's
nice to know that someone thinks of the coyotes. "Aye, the Raji' is a canny-one..." the crone said and pulling off her poncho,
she lowered herself carefully into the natural pool alongside Ninurta. The GunMan sighed and shuffled back to original position.
As the smug-looking Witch soaked in the warmth and extended her point of view, Ninurta's puzzled look at her husband to
receive a mouthed-answer for the strange word. In essence, Raji means 'crazy over-sexed individual' he silently explained.
"She's got Ba'al behind her and considerin' she's had more cock than a fairground rifle, that winnit' be the first time" Muckles
sneered. "Ah' say we find Symington after Forrestal and twist him fur' some blather" she added and stuck her head under the
broiling water.
Ninurta moved again and was beside the now humming-to-himself-Tibbs, the only saving grace was that Boy In A Dress hadn't
joined them. It doesn't bear thinking about.
In the same year that The Mayflower reached -what would be known as Plymouth Rock and the fourteenth emperor of the Ming
dynasty of China kicked the bucket, three weirdos sat in a natural hot mineral spring in the middle of nowhere and wondered
what the other weirdo of their troop was up to.
For the curious, BIAD was busy petting and talking to a bison calf called Harold.
Well, obviously that wasn't his real name and to be honest, the Man-Girl couldn't be sure the doe-eyed animal was a male.
But the simple hermaphrodite liked the name Harold, okay? Gaaawd, don't make a big thing out of it.
Then like a mermaid with attitude, Mucklebones broke the pool's surface and persevered with her assessment.
"And anuther' friggin' thing..." she said after spurting a jet of water from her mouth, "...we have no idea how many of these
Mainyu-thingys are here". Muckles quickly placed her best 'I-love-you' smile on her face in attempts to reduce the scowl her
husband carried in regards of her foul language.
Tibbs looked up at the azure sky and wondered if his studies on the object in the time-machine would -or could bring about
a way of identifying the humanoids that carried it. Belcite was known for it's quantum-jumping properties and that's probably
why Ba'al's scientists used it. But still, he was a long way behind in the race and it would be nice to cut a break in their mission.
"Yeah" he said to himself as he guessed the approaching footsteps were BIAD's, Save Forrestal, grab Symington and find
Aura Rhanes. His wife was right again.
"This is Harold" happily announced Boy In A Dress and after a minute of listening to his friends, he did what they suggested
and 'put it back'.
Edith Head Gives Good Wardrobe.