Topic: Hearts Flowers and Fruit Smoothies.

RUDE Leader

Date: 2006-02-10 22:04 EST
"Oh its so easy to fall in love, Its so easy to fall in love..." The man in the feathered hat sang loudly as he slammed the door to RUDE headquarters behind him. Valentines was his favorite time of year, and this year he felt the uege to celebrate in style. That enchanting creature in the inn had said she often spent time with the group across the ravine.

"Why are you so cheerful?" Hissed a voice from the shadows.

"Why because today I met the most beautiful girl, and I am inspired by the spirit of the season to send her a gift."

The voice from the shadows just chuckled and faded away with a hiss of movement.

The man with the feathered hat moved through the rooms of RUDE headquarters picking up an item here and there. By the time he finished he had a large pile of items. First a large basket lined with soft fluffy towels in a brilliant shade of pink... He had no idea where they had come from but they had still been wrapped in tissue paper from a pricey store. On top the towels he layered chocolates and little packets of scented bath salts. And on top that all, a white stuffed bear holding a dozen red roses plucked from the gardens.

After he had wrapped the whole thing in celophane, he set to writing a note on a sheet of of clean white paper.

My Dearest Angel of Perfection, the Wonderous Lady Amthy,

My heart has wings and I can fly, You have inspired my soul tonight. I hope that we can meet again soon. Untill then I wish you Pleasent Dreams filled with laughter and angels wings.

Your Devout Worshiper

The gift was taken across the ravine and left on the doorstep of the forsaken blades clubhouse, the doorbell rung, and the man with the feathered hat heading back across the ravine before anyone had a chance to answer.

Amthyst Oak

Date: 2006-02-11 14:27 EST
Amthy was hung over.

Not a whole bunch, but it was enough to feel queasy all the day through with a slight nagging ache that flirted with being a migraine. Her attire echoed her blah feeling for the day. That and she?d taken all of her clothing out of her sister?s rented room so had to boring something of Cayt?s. The pair of worn denim jeans and soft blue cashmere sweater at least was comfortable. That was until she?d recalled she was supposed to race Away At Sea that afternoon.

In a panic, the pale green-haired nymph had gone searching for one of her riding habits, and finding none, went to the last (and nearest) place she remembered having one. This had brought the ailing Amthy to the under quarantine club house. She had just been fixing to leave when she?d heard the door. Her riding habit was tucked over her arm, she picked through the inside of the club house to answer it. It wasn?t as easy as it sounded! The inside was complete chaos. Unfortunately, by the time she won her way to the door, whoever had been there was gone.

A frown tugged at her lips as she peered right, then left, then right again. ?Well, flutter,? she huffed through a sigh. Finally, her bright eyes went down. Owlishly, she blinked. Not just once, but several times before squealing. ?A pressie!? She gave a soft grunt as she grabbed the basket and toted it right into the club house. Sitting on the floor (after kicking some toys out of the way), she wriggled her fingers and squirmed. ?Wonder who it?s for.? Though she was a splendid creature, she did share the club house with other just as lovely ladies. It could be for any of them.

She had a particular fondness for pink, wouldn?t you know, so she was just itching to tear the cellophane and get at the towels and what not. She was hoping then it would be for her. Amthy was not, as some could attest, the swifted of creatures when it came to mental capacity. Eventually, she stumbled over the note, and puzzled over it at length. Immediately, she recognized her name.

?Mah dearest Angel o? Perfection,? she squealed in girlish giddy delight reading that out loud. Renaurd, as fate would have it, had been good for something! ?The wond-er-ous Lady Amthy, which is me,? she chirped as she touched a hand to her chest. Lantern-like eyes skimmed over the letter and she near swooned so enchanted she was with the gesture. ?Mah devout worshipper?.? She gave another very feminine shriek, and with her heart flipflopping, sprawled out on the ground and covered her face in her hands. ?I gotta valentine!? She crowed behind the press of her fingers as she kicked excitedly at the ground.