"Or that works too....so, would you like the healing potion now?" Fieri asked handing the vial to Phaeze.
"Umm. It's at times like these I realize I have a limited skillset. Is there anything I can assist with, even if it's running interference?"
"I'm in the same boat...although I'm not so sure it's a limited skill set so much as the natural consequence of not being raised in a family of super crafting geniuses," Fieri said wryly.
Fieri was barely aware of her surroundings given how much energy she was expending keeping Jiminy connected to his body, but she suddenly felt the comforting warmth of fire and she felt refreshed and energized. She didn't think it was enough fire to cause her Jiminy any actual harm, but just to be on the safe side she sent the extra energy to him while he was helping the others getting rid of the energy.
Taron Sunwake wrote:
"Yes, poor pitiful Taron who has a family that loves him and a mate that loves him and a place to belong....such a sob story. Get over yourself. You expect your siblings to have noticed how miserable you were here, but you seem pretty damn oblivious to how much you've hurt them. Or the rest of us for that matter. But that's okay, because the great and powerful Taron is frakking omnipotent and doesn't need to consult with others before taking actions that effect the lives of a whole world's worth of people. You'll never heal this break, not completely. So I hope it was worth it....We trusted you. Too bad you didn't return the favor."
Agarthian Storyteller wrote:
But...she wears the same size clothes as me...it's like having my own personal mannequin. ^.^
Tough choice. I mean, sure the insane mom cares about you, but in all the wrong ways. At least my b*t@hy mom would admit that she wished I'd never born....so...ummm....yeah. I'll concede. Your mom was the better person. : /
Fieri nodded in acknowledgement before the sobs started. Her whole body shook as she cried. She wouldn't have been able to stand if Jiminy hadn't been holding her. She could barely breathe. She'd lived with the fear of this for so long, but it still didn't measure up to the cold reality of being told by her grandfather that he had no grandchildren.
"I don't know why you are yelling at me!" Fieri yelled back, suddenly losing her temper. "You should be thanking me! Now that my name is being struck from the records you and father can finally get the annulment you always wanted! And just maybe the two of you can finally stop making everyone else around you as miserable as you are!"
"No," Fieri said desperately. "This is exactly the right time. It's the only time..." The fight seemed to go out of her and her shoulders slumped. "It's my last chance to say these things because after today..." her voice broke and she put a hand to her mouth trying to stop the tears that were threatening, afraid that if she started crying she wouldn't be able to stop.
"You don't have to work so hard to get rid of me, you know," Fieri shot back. "I think I've proved how good I am at staying away so you don't have to deal with me. I know you can't stand the sight of me. I'm sorry, I can't help it that I look like my father! It's not like I had any choice about it. I've never even spoken to him before in my life, since the two of you despise each other so much that he hates the sight of me as much as you do. Is that what it is? Some kind of roundabout revenge? You can't do anything to him so you want me to have the same kind of miserable life as some twisted form of payback?!"
Fieri put her hand over her eyes and breathed slowly trying to keep calm.
"Mother, I have told you this before," she said with careful calm. "I have not agreed to this betrothal and do not consider it at all binding since I never gave my consent. And before you start harping on tradition and parents knowing best do you really want me to remind you how well that didn't work for you, my apologies grandfather for bringing this up."
Fieri stepped back and smoothed the nonexistent wrinkles from her uniform. It was a more conservative uniform than she usually wore. The skirt actually came down to just above her knees and the vest was full length so that none of her midriff was exposed.
"Okay. Okay. I can do this," she said, more trying to convince herself than anything else.
Jiminy teleported them to a spot just around the corner from where her family was so they wouldn't see the unconventional travel method.
Fieri walked forward, Jiminy a step behind.
"Grandfather," she said warmly. "It's so good to see you." She stopped short of hugging him because that wouldn't be proper, but she wished she could since this was probably her last chance to do so.
"Mother," she said much more coldly. And then her eyes narrowed a bit as she saw the boy. "Embre. Why did you bring him here?"
Oh, gods....this has bad implications for more than just Ephebe and Krays. o.O
I'm not ready to be a mom....
Fieri looked out the window and sighed. Normally she enjoyed sunny days. But knowing that her family would be here by morning at the latest if not sooner was spoiling it for her. She was grateful that Kam had been able to keep the storm going as long as he had. And prayed that Jiminy would wake up before they got here. She wasn't sure she could handle facing them alone.
"Stop worrying so much," Pan said, poking her in the ribs. "It doesn't help anything."
She glared at him. He was insufferable when he was right.
"Fine, whatever," she grumbled. "I'm going to go take a nap in the kiln."
Taron Sunwake wrote:
Hush. I'm enjoying my moment. I already know it won't last. Kam and Krays are hard for them to accept up front, but I'm trouble for years to come....
Taron Sunwake wrote:
Er, no one threatened to shoot me. Does that make things unfair?
Or is it only sons-in-law who are threatened with violence? ; P
"Okay, so here's the deal. Absolutely, positively, without question, no scolding. Stuff came up. Jiminy is out cold and likely to stay that way for a while. And I heard you guys totally rocked last night," she added smiling at her bandmates. "Way to go, and thanks for covering. I mean it, Dennis," she said glaring at him as he started to talk. "No scolding. I just need you to trust me that it was important and I'll fill you in on the details later. The cafeteria isn't the best spot to be discussing these things." She sat down at the table and sighed. "I'll just wait for the line to clear out a bit. I could really use some comfort food about now and it always takes forever to convince the cooks that I really can safely eat charcoal briquets and that I think they're really, really tasty."
Fi nodded, pulled with all her might, and dropped Jiminy on the floor before tossing a handful of fire marbles onto what looked like lab equipment. She would have tossed them at the Corruptor but she was afraid that she might hit Vai. This should at least be distracting. She winced as an entire workbench went up with a large boom shaking the entire cavern.
Percival Sweetwater III wrote:
"We should follow. They've definitely walked into trouble. We should get there as quickly as we can."
Vai Emkar wrote:
[i]Vai feels a gentle hand on her shoulder. "It's okay if you have no idea what they're talking about. At least half of this is over my head too. The important part is we call care about Phebe and about getting her back. And that's gonna take all of us from the sounds of it. You can do this," she added with a small encouraging smile.
As Fly Free finishes their second song a voice calls out.
"Hey, is this a private party or can anyone join in? Wouldn't want to let you guys have all the fun now. And we've got the perfect song. Yes, Pan, I do remember that we've only rehearsed it once and it's still rough. Come on, we've got this. And if we don't who cares? I think we're all just happy to be alive."
Getting a nod from the others, FAIN starts to play.
If that link doesn't work, it's supposed to be "The Taste of Ink" by The Used.
The music paused as they switched between songs and the silence stretched out.
"Thank you all for giving FAIN such a warm welcome for our first performance. I've made a little change to our playlist. I've been working on writing this song all week, so I hope that you like it."
There was a distinct lack of visual effects as the music started and there was something different about it, that became more apparent as Fieri started singing. This song wasn't nearly as technically perfect as the previous ones, but it had plenty of raw emotion, the kind of sound that reached out and drew the listener in.
Fieri froze for a moment like a deer in headlights and then one of her bandmates handed her some equipment to set out. She started moving again as they quickly got the stage set up for their first ever performance. They barely had things set before it was time to start. She'd arranged things with the lighting crew so the spotlights wouldn't come on right away. She tossed a handful of flame spheres into the canisters she'd set up and flames shot up, illuminating the stage as the guitar started playing, and the spotlight came on just as she started singing.
Well, I was going to link to a song, but firefox apparently hates youtube, so not so much. :/