| "Correct," Blaine chirped happily, and a clicking sound symbolized
his turning off his view of the carriage.
With the temporary departure, the walls go back to normal and thus block
out the nightmare scape of the lands outside the supersonic train.
"Okay, first he's screaming in mortal agony...and suddenly he's happy
as can be after presented with a pretty little bauble," Dragon Synizn says
softly to himself, "Queen Astra is right, it is mad!"
The other new Champions have to agree. Blaines flighty behavior doesn't
lend much confidence in it's sanity. Roland and his gang already had known
that, though.
"Okay, let me begin before anyone else speaks by asking what the Hell
is going on here?" Susannah Dean asks, finally voicing her increasing perplexed
feelings, "You appear out of thin air. You have a man here who claims not
only to be a mage....but also a dragon from time to time. We have two elves
here who'd....and a fairy who...."
"Don't call.....me a fairy!" Ama'lis says in a voice that
is full of sudden anger that translates even through her high, squeaking
voice. Despite themselves, they feel an electric feel of impending danger
in the air from this petite woman.
Roland, seeing instantly what the surprised Susannah Dean had done,
quickly stepped forward to sooth the enraged Ama'lis' ruffled feathers.
"Sorry, Faire One," Roland says in a soothing voice, "She didn't mean
anything by that! She doesn't know...."
The small, winged blue haired woman and the Gunslinger move over to
a quiet corner while the others of Rolands group just look at each other,
then at the newcomers.
"What? What?!" Eddie Dean asks, looking at the others in bewilderment.
The African American woman also was more than a bit put off at the fairy
woman's outburst as well.
"Calling one of the Faire Folk by....that name is basically a racial
slur," Astra said softly, looking down at Susannah with a half apologetic
smile, "None of the Faire Folk like being called..... Well, it's akin to
some less than flattering names I've heard in this English language of
yours that are used to insult ‘minorities.' That's not how it is like for
them on Terra Prime, but on other Terra's where my sisters are from....."
"I.....uh," Susannah blinks, "I didn't know....."
God, I never dreamed that I would have hurt the feelings of a fugitive
from a J. R. R. Tolkien novel, she thinks to herself, embarrassed despite
the ridiculous absurdity of it all.
Ama'lis, meanwhile, has flown back and lands on Susanah's lap. There
is a slightly embarrassed look on her face.
"I believe that I owe you an apology for reacting badly," the fairy
woman says sheepishly, "I.....don't know what came over me, really. I mean,
I've called myself a ‘fairy' shortly after my transformation (re: 13547)
and the word had no insulting nature for me."
"Don't worry, sugar, I.....should have been more choosy with my words,"
Susannah manages, surprised at the turn about, "I guess it's just part
of getting used to being....whatdoya callit?....being a changling?"
"Oldest changling I've ever heard of," Jake mutters to himself, eyeing
the elves and blue haired fairy. He blinks in surprise as they turn and
look at him...and smile.
Oops, they heard me! the young boy thinks.
That done, Roland then turns to the matter at hand.
"Okay.....now we must plan how to win against yon monster," he
says, gesturing at the route map that Blaine spoke through, "But instinct
tells me that our best hope perhaps lays within our new friends?"
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 "Yes, I believe
so," Astra says, pulling forth her Star Fleet delta communicator, "but
if I can bring one more friend into the fray....I will feel better about
this."
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