Chris
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Post by Chris on May 12, 2008 19:53:10 GMT -5
"Zeus's backside, what is this place? Germany?" Socrates asked as he used his hands to keep heat next to himself and his cotton Tunic. "Aren't you Greeks supposed to know?" Lucius responded, also keeping warm, but using his cloak, "You were offered a cloak you know." Socrates grunted, "Indeed I was, but I didn't think that even Germany would be so cold in the summer." "Spring." Lucius corrected, "It's yet spring." "Regardless, Germania isn't this cold!" Lucius chuckled and smiled. He then set his eyes across the open expanse of water. Small metallic galleys and barks dotted the lake, and a massive iron structure stood at the far end, with several boats under construction, and on permanent delay. Lucius then turned back to Socrates, who was laying small pieces of moist wood and sticks in a pile. "This is where we wait for a Teacher correct?" he asked. Socrates nodded and continued piling, "Correct Dominus." there was a short pause before Socrates looked up and smiled, "It's all up to you." Lucius nodded. With drawing his sword, he closed his eyes, feeling the energy flow from his body to the blade. A small red light was visible; the ruby was glowing. He shoved the blade into the pile, which ignited without a pause. "Let us warm up while we wait." Lucius then searched his sack for rations, retrieving two salted pork shoulders. He tossed one to Socrates. "So tell me boy, what makes you think that the Earth goes around Sol?"
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Post by demonfire on May 29, 2008 15:50:58 GMT -5
A large breeze picked up in the shipyard, extinguishing the fire. Where the roaring flame once was was now a man.
His attire was rather strange; in fact, it seemed like he was in the wrong profession. He wore an umpire mask that obscured his face, except for two electric yellow eyes. Underneath that was a backwards cap with a number '23' written in bold letters. His shirt was a short-sleeved 'Majestic' umpire shirt--pretty standard with a blue main color and a red and white outline on the collar, gray slacks, and dress shoes. Underneath his shirt and pants was padding: a chest protector and shin guards respectively. Other than a strange eye pigmentation, the man seemed pretty standard for a baseball game. Well, at least beside the fact that he was standing upside down with his head at eye level with Lucius and his feet attached to some invisible ceiling.
"I swear, you kids are getting more impatient by the bunch," Dale stated, tsking the two. "Well, I realize that you two obviously couldn't take the cold," he stated, "So I came out here right away. Usually I let 'em stew here for a while. A couple days sometimes. Their expressions are hilarious!" Dale gave a smirk that was more devious than anything. He then pulled up a hand-held video camera and pointed the lens to Lucius, "Smile for the camera!" he said.
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Chris
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Post by Chris on May 29, 2008 18:35:38 GMT -5
Lucius came to his feet slowly. He looked up the man and his clothing slowly. The urge to draw his sword came. It past just as quickly. His bright white tunic slightly glowed in the moon light, and his cloak glowed like blood, freshly drawn from the heart of a dead King. His green eyes continued to examine the strange little man as he spoke very slowly, "Actually the boy, Socrates, couldn't take the cold." he said. Socrates nodded, and he gave a short laugh. He looked over to the glass and metal contraption, "I've never seen such fine quality in glass blowing...it almost like there are no bubbles at all!" He cocked his head and his eyes narrowed, his look becoming more inquisitive. Holding his pork shoulder in his left hand, he tapped the device with his right. "What is a Camera?" he asked, "and why do you Smile for it?" he tapped it again.
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Post by demonfire on May 29, 2008 19:57:51 GMT -5
"Oh yeah, you're like Roman or something," Dale said as he shrugged. He placed the camera in an umpire's pouch on his hip which mysteriously went in without expanding the bag or falling out. "Well, I guess I'm your Master Teacher, Dale," he said, "And if you don't smile for it, this happens." The umpire snapped his fingers, and now Lucius and Lucius alone would begin to hear the annoying chirping of multiple crickets as if they were next to his ear. "You see, I'm a true believer in annoying punishment, and so is the Camera," Dale yelled, cupping his hands around his mouth. Dale walked up in the air (which actually from his perspective would be walking down) until he was once again eye level with the now-standing Lucius.
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Chris
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Post by Chris on May 30, 2008 18:01:47 GMT -5
"This must be what the Egyptians heard." he said, thinking of the stories that his father's Jewish slave had told him. "Gods, it is a frightening sound." His eyes were closed, the rhythmic hum buzzed in his ear. He saw the statues of animal-headed gods, all devoured by a brown cloud, with only skeletons remaining. Egyptians themselves followed suit with their gods, dieing in humble worship, their bodies laing un-mummified in the harsh desert sun. He opened his eyes and smiled. Watching as dale descended an invisible staircase he said to him, "you still haven't told me what in Pluto's backside a 'Camera' is."
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Post by demonfire on May 30, 2008 19:20:27 GMT -5
"It's something your generation will never see," Dale said sarcastically, "And the Egyptians...good times...good times. You should have seen the look on their faces, 'A RIVER OF BLOOD! AHHH!" Dale laughed until a single tear rolled down his face, up in the perspective of Lucius, "You individuals may be smart, but you people are stupid." His voice became a bit harsh and changed tones at an inhuman speed; only Dale could go from honestly amused to honestly annoyed by himself. "But anyway," Dale said as he dusted off his hands, "How do you propose that you get to the Academy?" he asked in a now calm voice.
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Chris
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Post by Chris on May 30, 2008 19:35:10 GMT -5
"I did walk here, how far away is the Academy? i could probably walk there too." he looked to Socrates, "Are you willing to walk?" "Ita Vero!" he responded and smiled. Lucius nodded, and gazed into the eyes of Dale, "We can walk, unless you have a better, more rapid means of transport." He smiled, and took a bite out of his pork shoulder and crewed it with a smile. "I have all right shoulders." he said when he had swallowed the piece, "The pigs sleep on their left, so the right is full of meat and very tender. Do you want one?" he asked, taking another bite. He figured that a gesture such as that might score some points. He wouldn't mind walking, but if you could get a litter through the city, why walk? Socrates was at the fire, asking for a blessing from Zeus in his Greek. Lucius pretended not to understand what he was saying, but he wondered why he was at the fire to ask for it.
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Post by demonfire on May 30, 2008 19:50:59 GMT -5
Dale began laughing again, "Aw, you crack me up. Unless you've got some tricks beside being a Fire Elementalist, I think you need to reconsider walking." He held out his hand in a refusal of the meat, "I don't need your human food; consider me like one of your gods. Like a male Discordia." He smiled at the last part; after all, chaos was what a being like Dale lived for. It was his heart, mind, body, and soul, and without chaos, he wouldn't even exist.
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Chris
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Post by Chris on May 30, 2008 20:31:03 GMT -5
"He as the love of Zeus" Socrates said behind the fire. "And the Patronage of Vulcan" Lucius smiled. "Suit yourself, even if you don't need to eat, i hear Jupiter likes his Pork every now and then, if only for the taste." Lucius took another bite and nodded. "in your condescension for our suggested method of travel, did i detect an offer of an alternative?" Lucius smiled again, and then bowed to Dale. He hoped that he understood Roman society. But he wouldn't blame if he didn't. He was, after all, a barbarian of sorts, and ignorance is to be expected with such. If Dale was ignorant, then he could educate him, and quite quickly...
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Post by demonfire on May 31, 2008 21:29:58 GMT -5
"No, you detected an offer of find a way across yourself. I'm a 'teacher' after all, so I'm teaching self-reliance," Dale said sarcastically with an annoyed grimace on his face. He was in a high-and-mighty mood right now, mostly because something just out of his grasp was continually annoying him. "And Jupiter...yeah, just so ya know, I've got his responsibilities with justice and all that jazz. I don't need your praise," he said with a sarcastic bow. "And besides, the only good food is a golden apple. Mucho delicioso," he said in a mock-Spanish voice.
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Chris
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Post by Chris on Jun 2, 2008 19:41:25 GMT -5
He speaks Latin like some Gallic whore...his slang is almost unintelligible, Lucius thought. He looked at Dale and shook his head. Self-reliance takes many forms, he smiled, and many of theses forms are not obvious to everyone. I must use all skills "Would you please help us across?" he asked as kindly as he could manage. If he didn't, he was sure Vulcan would be glad to help. Besides, it was said that Pluto got bored vary quickly in the Underworld, was that not where Vulcan worked?
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Post by demonfire on Jun 2, 2008 20:03:17 GMT -5
"I'll help you by giving a hint. The answer to getting across from this shipyard is more obvious than you think," Dale said with a sarcastic smile and his finger beating from side to side in a metronome-like motion. He knew about Lucius's disgust for him; humans were never the best liars. Always tripping up over their own stories, never remembering to think each lie through thoroughly before saying it. Flaw of the Divine Creation--ironic.
As if it had already been there, Dale began biting down on a golden apple. The juices that seeped from its sweet surface fell up toward the sky, seemingly penetrating the binding fog as it passed. "Good apple," Dale said as he was chewing a piece.
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Chris
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Post by Chris on Jun 9, 2008 7:15:35 GMT -5
Socrates smiled at the riddle and failed at surprising a laugh. "You know?" Lucius asked the Greek, who nodded. "Then where is it?" he demanded Socrates Laughed, "I'm following you're father's orders, you are not to know." Damn you to the fires of Etna! Lucius's minded fumed. He glared at the space around him, trying with is mind to set things ablaze, but his frustration preventing him from focusing, and only succeeding in burning away the fog around Dale, Socrates, and himself. He looked around hard, his eyes narrow and his skin taut. "Is it on the side of this lake that I am on?" Lucius asked in a voice strained to remain even and soft. The tension remained, and Lucius remained oblivious. Fog continued to burn away in an ever increasing radius from him as his unfocused energy continued to stream and flow from his body.
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Post by demonfire on Jun 9, 2008 13:38:26 GMT -5
"Of course! Jeez," Dale said a bit annoyed. He was taken aback by Lucius's inability to solve a pretty obvious riddle. In fact, it was more a question of how does a regular person go about crossing a lake. Dale disappeared from his space next to Lucius, only to reappear in the same moment upright and next to Socrates. "He's pretty dense, ain't he?" he asked the Greek servant. Without looking up, Dale said to Lucius, "Don't get angry now! Wouldn't want all that wood for your transportation to be burned!"
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Chris
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Post by Chris on Jun 10, 2008 1:57:50 GMT -5
Socrates looked at Dale and shook his head with a smile. That is not even a possible outcome, that's why he's here. "I would tire myself trying to burn every tree." Lucius said, sighing as he admitted his inferiority and inability to solve. But his anger had been sated, and the fog began to advance again, though not nearly as quickly as it had been repelled and burned by unfocused energy. "You wish me to construct a raft across the lake then?" Lucius asked, not looking at Dale. His instead locked on to a near by tree, which looked of decent size. He imagined what he'd have to do get it to the ground, and maybe hit Dale. With a smile, he suddenly realized that he should be grateful that Xenocrates had taught him about Aristotle's physical laws.
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