Topic: All kinds of kissin' goin' on

Gavilean

Date: 2007-09-02 12:20 EST
He rushes into the Oracle office, running up the stairs with all the speed and agility of an elvin king, a fist full of pictures in his hands.

"Amal!! Amal!! Hold the presses! You wouldn't believe the pictures I have! Kissing pictures!! Pictures of people kissing who shouldn't be kissing! Pictures of the inflammatory, spouse-is-gonna-kill-ya kind!!"

He stops short, seeing that the presses are already running and the paper is about to make it onto the streets.

He sighs.

"Well, I guess the pictures that will launch a thousand beatings (not to mention divorces) will have to wait for the next thrill-packed issue."

He goes to put the pictures in the Oracle safe.

Stefan Salvatore

Date: 2007-09-28 01:28 EST
He had waited until the Oracle was about to go to press once more. His assumption was correct in that the scandalous pictures of himself and Firesong would be most easily secured as the new layout was edited.

In the midst of the night a strong wind blew open a window on the upper floor and a shadow entered. The shadow moved silently throughout the offices until he came to the desk of the Oracle reporter whose nameplate read ?Gavilean?.

There was the picture of himself and Firesong in a very compromising position, ready for front page layout.

A finger touched the picture.

Instantly it and its caption flamed and dissipated into black ash.

?So much for the scandal,? he whispered to himself.

The shadow left as quickly and quietly as he had entered.