Topic: Of Rivers and Waterfalls

JewellRavenlock

Date: 2005-05-29 16:08 EST
She would freely admit to anyone that her feelings for the clubhouse were indifferent. Her drunken attempt to bring a man over had ended in several different disasters- namely a broken tea cup, the embarassment of remembering that there were no rooms for such play in the clubhouse, and a scratched nose from falling because of the tea cup. Then there was the fact that getting inside was made infuriatingly difficult. She didn't like ladders very much and flying was a pain because she had to bare her wings to do it right. She'd have to remember to get someone to drill a hole in one of the walls big enough for a little fae to get through- Amthy would probably appreciate that too.

Regardless, she marched towards the same clubhouse that had earned her feelings of indifference with a purpose. She felt very dainty in her cotton peasant-styled skirt and off the shoulder blouse. She had even picked up a parasol in town to complete the outfit. Fortunately, she had also picked up a few men looking for work in town as well. Without them she certainly would not get her desired job done since it concerned lots of dirt and her outfit just wouldn't stand for it.

She scrunched her nose up as she had to step over a spot on the path that look remarkably like dried blood. She made no comment on it, though immediately filed a reminder in her head to ask the other members about it. The reminder was promptly forgotten as she spotted the perfect spot for her plan. She called a little "Ahah!" before dashing off the path to the right side of the clubhouse.

She ambled about the side yard in cirlces, the workmen following her every step, before she came to an abrupt halt on a spot she had already walked over numerous times. "Start here," was her command before she moved to the side and daintily settled herself down on the grass. The men got to work, lowering the shovels they had been carrying to the ground and starting to dig.

Jewell twirled her parasol around before dipping it back to smile at the sun. This was entirely too perfect. She had concluded many days before that what the clubhouse really needed was water. Not wanting to bother with a lengthy discussion with Tara over it, she had come during the day to have a pond dug for her. It really was a brilliant idea, and she was practically glowing with pride as she watched the men work.

Tara Rynieyn

Date: 2005-05-29 16:43 EST
And all this Tara saw as well, just as she had Amthy's "Godzilla" rendition.

As long as she stayed out of the sun she was fine. Someone, probably Nick, had come during the day prior and had installed heavy drapes on all the windholes so she was relatively safe. She still had to be careful because even one beam of light could be disastrous but for the time being the sun had passed behind some clouds and she was taking advantage of it.

She snuck out onto the porch, crouched down, and watched, through the railing, as the Empress's workmen were digging up a precious commodity to all vampire - unsanctified dirt.

She nearly fainted just as she had when she witnessed Amthy trying to catch that butterfly.

In her opinion, two of her bestest friends had gone insane. Were they secretly plotting to overthrow her? Lock her up and throw away the key? Just what was the point of digging up dirt?

She had to see. Had to know. She couldn't sleep if she didn't find out.

All this and more was running through her mind and on a few occasions when one of the workmen had bent over so that their tight pants got even tighter around their buttocks, she almost whistled. She was having a grand time eavesdropping and spying on them but she knew she only had precious seconds.

The sun was coming out again and she grumbled, sneaking back inside the clubhouse via that preternatural way of hers, which was little more than bending the atmosphere and solid objects and just passing right through them.

Once inside, she grinned.

Not even Jewel and Amthy could do that and that was how she calmed down, telling herself that she was needed, that she could do things they couldn't do. They couldn't kill her. How else would they go on with their mundane lives?

Why, if they were ever stuck in a maze with no known exit, they would need her to get them out. Only she could pass through walls. Only she could see through them. All those two could do was flap their wings. Big deal!

As the sun shone brightly on the parasol-holding Empress, Tara sneered in the darkness of the clubhouse.

"We'll see about this, Jewelsie. Dun know what yer up to but I'll find out. Sooner or later. Can't keep nuffin from me! Oh nuh you can't!"

Stomping her feet she went over to the trapdoor in the flooring, opened it, and descended down the narrow steps that led to a makeshift crypt.

There was only a lantern and a pine box down there. To some this would be completely creepy but not to her.

It was the perfect atmosphere for a nap.

Slipping inside of that pine box that would serve as her coffin at the clubhouse, she fell fast asleep and forgot all about what Jewel was doing outside with those males.

More importantly, she forgot all about what they were doing to her dirt.

JewellRavenlock

Date: 2005-05-29 17:24 EST
Laying in the sun watching fairly good-looking men dig a hole was only entertaining for so long. She had gotten up the courage to go take a peek at the animal farm in the back but had been scared back to her resting spot by the oliphant.

She tried using pieces of grass to make a whistling sound. Four grass cuts on her fingers and a pile of torn up grass later she gave up that venture as well. She went through cloud watching, trying to talk to the disgruntled blue jay that lived in a nearby tree, and contemplated going inside before her patience ran out. She stood and moved over to the shallow ditch the men had dug out for her, "Okay, you guys can get out of here."

They didn't protest as she shoved a small pouch of gold towards each of them and shoo'd them away so she could examine her ditch better. It really wasn't deep enough, but she really didn't feel like waiting any longer. "Oh well!" She'd just continue her plan and hoped it worked out.

She circled the ditch, muttering to herself on how to go about the next stage. "Not deep enough..if I make the water come out faster then.." She did some simple, and terribly wrong, math in her head before coming up with the solution- if she created enough water pressure it should erode the dirt away and make the ditch the size she wanted!

Now to get to work. She kneeled on the grass at the side of the ditch and placed both her hands flat on the ground. Closing her eyes in concentration, she reached down to search out the nearest under-ground water source.

Certainly, Jewell would be the first to admit that her magic was only so-so. She had the raw talent and could do some amazing things when she worked hard enough. However, she lacked a lot of basic training which often led to mishaps and other unplanned events.

As it was, she hadn't planned on finding as big of a water source underground as she did. With a giddy laugh she decided to try and bring it all up at once into her little "pond." The result? A geyser type effect of enough water shooting out of the ground to blow her backwards.

Her eyes quickly flew open as she eyed the sprouting water. She was somewhat satisfied to see that the ditch had gotten much bigger and deeper but..err the water didn't seem to be stopping.

Tara Rynieyn

Date: 2005-05-30 14:27 EST
Drip, Drip, Drip, Drip, Drip, Drip.

She had been dreaming about the first night Nick proposed to her four years ago when the Chinese Water torture began and sitting bolt upright in her pine box, she was met with some resistance.

The lid.

"Hell's bells!" she cried, throwing open the lid, and rubbing her forehead.

The chamber was dark and she had to blink several times to get her eyes to adjust so she could use her vampire infrared vision. No one was there. It was just her, the pine box she was laying in, and that lantern.

But there was some dripping going on and now instead of it hitting the pine box, it was hitting the top of her head. Irritated, she waved her hand and the lantern glowed to life. She then looked up and a droplet nailed her right in the eye.

"Ooooh!"

Her precious beauty sleep interrupted, she began to hiss, yowl and pace about the small underground chamber. Somehow it had sprung a leak and she was wondering just how that was.

She was too tired to make the trek up the stairs to see if it was raining outside, so she went over to one of the dirt walls and placed her hand on it. Becoming One with Nature, she tapped into it and found that it wasn't raining upstairs at all, so why was her crypt leaking?

The ditch

Her eyes narrowed.

She remembered what she had done prior to falling asleep and that was spying on Jewel with those delectable little morsels. They had been digging up her dirt. Dirt she had a great and many projects in mind for, such as lining her pinebox with it so that when she did venture into it to sleep, it was cool and earthy smelling just how she liked it.

She began to get very angry until it occured to her that she needed to be sleeping in order to regenerate fully and that as a general rule, Jewel seemed to be attracted to water. Now the two had only been friends for under a year and she couldn't be absolutely sure but there were a few events that came to mind, in recent months, that seemed to support this.

And the fact that she was fae all but sealed the deal.

Fae like water. Tara remember FairieKita, her Uncle TuffNStuff's old girlfriend over at the Harley Hangout, and how much she enjoyed the pool he had dug there.

She looked over at the pine box then up at the water leak.

There was only one way to solve this if she wasn't going to go up there, she thought.

Gesturing once more, the pine box began to slide five inches to the left, out of the direct line of the water.

She grinned and laid back down.

Closing the lid, she was extremely proud of her problem-solving abilities and began to talk to herself with high praise.

"Oooh girlie, you is so smart," she cooed to herself and started to close her eyes.

And that is when the hole in the chamber ceiling gave way, and the water came crashing down, all over that pine box, all over that lantern - which petered out and died - and all over the floor.

Underwater, the Cockroach Killa screamed.

But no one could hear her.

Kina Kitty

Date: 2005-05-30 16:01 EST
Mud... mud everywhere.... Didn't these people know how much mud removal costs? The chicken avenger muttered and sputtered its way across the damp ground to where Jewel was.

"What in the nineteen thousand and ninety nine hells were you doing Empress? Digging a lake?"

The Chickens attention was diverted by a muffled gurguling sound from somewhere in the water.... was that?.... and then diverted again as a dolphin popped out of the rather large gyser that J had inadvertantly created.

JewellRavenlock

Date: 2005-05-30 21:30 EST
She gaped at the geyser that was quickly flooding the yard and making such a nice little waterfall and then she gaped at the Chicken Avenger. She closed her mouth and opened it again with the intention of answering the question of what she was doing, too bad the dolphin popped out of the geyser then. Things were clearly getting out of hand. She was wet and muddy now and there were dolphins swimming about! Okay, just one dolphin...but still.

She got herself up, frowning at the water that was up to her ankles and murky from all the mud. "I suppose I should stop this thing..." was her only comment to CA before she marched right up to the geyser, that still seemed not to be slowing down, and plunged her arms up to her elbows into the sprouting water.

Fortunately for her, the water did not resist her touch. Instead, it embraced her like a friend and drew her into the heart of the geyser. It took concentration not to get wrapped up in play with the water. It was all around her- singing happily at her presence as it sprouted on.

She did her best to ebb to the flow of water, diverting it back to the different places from which it had came. She noted that a good amount of it seemed to have filled up some underground part of the clubhouse. She would certainly have fun exploring that later on!

As it was, she couldn't completely stop the flow of water. It had broken down lots of ground and what she would need was an earth-mover for that. She opened her eyes, smiling in pleasure when she noted that she simply stood ontop of her little Jewell-made pond instead of within a geyser. She quickly moved towards solid-soggy ground to observe once more- the pond was still overflowing into the yard, but at least it didn't look sad bad anymore!

Tara Rynieyn

Date: 2005-05-30 22:30 EST
The pine box broke apart rather easily with the crush of the water that came down upon it. She swam up to the surface, not that she needed to or anything since she stopped needing oxygen roughly six and a half centuries prior, but it was instinct.

The water kept on coming and currently it was about halfway up the narrow staircase. Swimming over to it, she began to cuss up a storm. She said things no decent woman should ever say, not even in private!

When she got to the stairs, soaking wet and waterlogged, she stomped up them and into the clubhouse proper.

"I AM WET!" she screamed, hoping Jewel and whomever else had come to gawk at what was going on outside, would come rushing inside to see what was the matter.

"I HATE WATER!" she continued and began to spin around the clubhouse in an effort to dry off and quickly.

Taras, as a general rule, did not, bath-takers make. They hated water. Hated being wet. And hated the very idea of cleanliness before Godliness.

So this water geyser accident was a very big deal to her.

And poor Jewelsie was going to get a piece of her mind.

Kina Kitty

Date: 2005-05-31 00:03 EST
The poor displaced dolphin splashed half heartedly in the new pond... the creature really had very little idea what it was doing there, or how it would get home again.

A dismayed squeal at the chicken and the water fae, pleading for attention. Maybe they would know what to do.... If they spoke dolphin that is...

JewellRavenlock

Date: 2005-05-31 18:34 EST
Jewell probably wouldn't have been as happy as she was if she knew the distress she was causing- namely Tara having to get wet and ruining Amthy's dress. As it was, she was happy enough trying to carry on a conversation with the misplaced dolphin. She had spoken dolphin rather well from her days of swimming in the endless oceans of her home world. Unfortunately, this dolphin spoke a rather strange dialect and the mess that was their conversation was causing wrinkles to form on Jewell's forehead and the dolphin looked quite perurbed as well since it seemed as if Jewell had just told it, "I like to eat bacon by the sea."

Jewell was saved from further disasterous conversation as she heard Tara's cries from inside. She winced as she moved towards the clubhouse- the Killa did not sound happy. She inched close to the wall and placed a pointed ear up against it. That proved a bit fruitless so she just knocked on the wall, "Uh...Tara? Are you in there? Did you have a nightmare or something? Shouldn't you like..be asleep in your coffin thing?"

Tara Rynieyn

Date: 2005-06-04 16:57 EST
"Of course I had a nightmare, all thanks to you no doubt!" she screamed, towel-drying herself off at this point and growling at the locked and barred door that Jewel was on the other side of.

"What's the big idea with all the water! Are you trying to give me a complex! Why, I coulda drowned! Have you no heart?!"

Stalking off to a dry corner, Tara contemplates her next move.

The available choices:

1. Exact immediate revenge on Jewel by murdering her current boytoy.

2. Spread nasty rumors about Jewel around town.

3. Pit Amthy and Kina against Jewel whereby Tara gets to be the object of a Cockroach Killa Pity Party.

4. Cry about it.

5. Ignore it.

JewellRavenlock

Date: 2005-06-15 11:04 EST
Jewell was defininetly all for "ignoring it" and made it known by pretending Tara said something else entirely, "Oh..good to hear! Pleasant nightmares Tara, go catch up on your beauty sleep. You need it." Yes, despite knowing it would make the situation worse she couldn't help but add that last little jibe.