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::Kale sees this and gapes, holding out a hand to stop Anubis moving
on::
Kale: What is this?
Dais, frowning: With any fortune, I'm
about to use that club on Hardrock and Torrent...but why am I dressed like
that monk?
Anubis: We're all dressed like him- what
is this nonsense?
Sekhmet, dryly: Punishment?
Kale, with a snort of disdain: I'd like
to know exactly how I'm climbing the tree--I seem to have defied gravity.
::shakes head:: We'd never fraternize so with the enemy like this!
Someone needs to die for this indignity!
Anubis: Indeed, Kale- especially for what
they've done to Master Talpa!
Sekhmet: ::goggles:: Is that
him lurking about in the bushes?
Kale: Yes...yes it is.
Dais, musing: Pumpkins don't grow in trees...and
defying gravity... perhaps it is a punishment, a vision of what might have
happened had not Master Talpa come to us.
Sekhmet: Maybe it's raining pumpkins...
Dark green pumpkins. This picture is sheer idiocy!
Kale: Who are you glaring at, Sekhmet?
Sekhmet, vehemently: That little brat
below me. I'm deciding which of my poisons to unleash on him first.
Anubis, acidly: Well, if it is raining
green pumpkins, Dais and I had better move- maybe that's it, maybe we all
got struck in the head with green pumpkins and lost hold of our senses...
Sekhmet, finally laughing and shaking his head:
I think, perhaps, that's as sane an explanation as we can hope for...let
us see what's next.
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Kale: What--is this not the
New Years' festival?
Anubis: Yes...how did the Ronin
vermin find their way in to our celebration? And who took this picture?
Sekhmet, irritated: You would think
we'd have noticing them crashing the party - if I'd known that, I would
have introduced them to my friend there.
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::all four stare at this picture for several moments, unable to
speak--Sekhmet finally begin to laugh::
Kale, finally: What is this outrage?
::Sekhmet shakes his head, unable to answer::
Anubis: Someone has a very...peculiar...imagination.
Kale: And to add insult, the pathetic
creature looks like a cat! A cat who wears the sigil of Halo!
Sekhmet, through laughter: To which
pathetic creature do you refer?
Dais: Though I do see the resemblence,
Kale.
::Anubis joins Sekhmet's laughter as Kale goes after Dais and Sekhmet
with his longsword::
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::Once Kale's ire has been calmed, the warlords continue.
Anubis gapes in horror--the others stare::
Sekhmet: Was this you in the purification
chamber...? Did Master Talpa record it?
Anubis, sputtering with indignation:
No! I had on my subarmor then - I am dressed here as a monk!
Again!
Dais: You have a microphone, Anubis--I
believe you are singing, not wracked with pain.
Kale: In that case I imagine the audience
is wracked with pain.
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Dais: Well, this one is not
as bad as most we've seen.
Kale: Except that it looks as if we're
all sprouting from the same torso!
Dais: An artistic rendition, I imagine.
Sekhmet, we seem to have traded hair coloration.
Sekhmet: So I see--it looks much
better on me, I have to say.
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Kale, snickering: Dais, how
adorable! You wear a kimono to match your armor...and powder pink
hair, to match!
::Dais fumes::
Anubis: Do not forget the charming parasol!
Sekhmet: Color-coordinated! You
look a bit dainty, yourself, Anubis.
Anubis: If you use that word ever
again to describe me, Sekhmet, I will make sure you die. Slowly.
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::Dais growls, clenching his fists and narrowing his eye at the
viewing screen Kale and Sekhmet snicker as Anubis gazes in disgusted
fascination::
Dais, exasperated: Where do these images
come from?
Anubus: You look grotesque - a mockery
of your powers!
Sekhmet: But his vanity is intact- it
must have taken much time and effort to tie all those bows correctly.
Kale: Though he seems to have shrunk a
bit in stature.
Sekhmet: The spider body had to come from
somewhere!
Dais: I have had enough!
::Dais turns and stalks from the chamber::
Kale: Dais's pride is a fragile thing.
Anubis, shaking his head: Indeed.
I think it would be wise to follow his lead, however. We should not
linger too long here.
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