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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Jul 28, 2009 21:05:49 GMT -5
Amy held on to Stiffania as the walls streaked past them. Then they stopped, they were out of the castle.
"Amy, You have to help me!" and Amy immeadiatly assisted. Their flight from the castle doubled in speed. The tree's roots now moved out of the way faster than Stiffania could move two people.
three miles went by and Stiffania brought them both out of the ground axhasted, "Wir müssen ruhen."
"Ich werde dich!" Amy picked her up and carried her piggie back style. This time they went through the trees and shrubs Avriletta's father's side of the family live in France ... right? The nesto's would be easy to find. Avriletta's wings were passed down from Generation to generation... that's what Ave. had said... right?
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Jul 29, 2009 21:59:58 GMT -5
France!
Amy repeated in her mind for three hours as she carried an exhausted Stiffania.
"Are we almost out of the forest?" Stiffania asked quietly in Amy's ear.
"Another three miles. Perhaps we should stop and I might be able to find some food..." Amy set Stiff. down and grew the trees together in a nest looking way and Stiffania fell asleep. Traps were set and the Amy sat for about an hour... Something had tripped the trap.
"AHrgSfA!" came the cry of the captive.
Amy rose slowly and melted through trees carlessly to attend to her meal. Much to her suprise, when she opened the trap that was set into the ground there was a man.
"What are you doing in my trap?"
"I'm taking a nap... What does it look like I'm doing, you twit?!" the angry man shouted at her in French. He had wings and was quite stout. His face was pale and his hair was several different colors above his brow
"Oh." the thought of discomfort never crossed Amy's mind, "Sorry to disturb you sir." and she started away.
"Come back here young lady." He said with certain athority, "Come and get me out, I hurt my self falling into this hole."
"Okay." Amy said blankly and helped him out of the hole. She couldn't help but stare. He reminded her of Ave. ... and then she remebered what had occured between the two of them and started to cry.
"What's all that for?" The man was taken aback. Have I done something wrong?
"I'm - - -sorry---"she gasped and tried to stop herself, but couldn't and continued on in english, "I really miss --- my --friend! ---- and - - -she -- looked alot like - - -y-ou."
Amy had caught the old man's attention, Looks like... me? "What's this person's name, girl?"
"Avriletta---"
"I think you'd better come with me, girl." the man grabbed her arm and started to drag the sobbing Amy through the forest till Amy cried out.
"STIFFANIA!!!" who woke instantaneously and was infront of the man in seconds, blocking his path.
"Was machen Sie?" Stiffania questioned icily, bags were now visible under her eyes.
"None of your bussiness, German whore!" he said in french
"Let's try english..." Stiffania sealed his feet in the dirt, "Where are you taking my friend?" she crossed her arms and serveyed the man... he reminded her of Avriletta. Not just a little.. but alot. His wings were shorter... but were the same stretch and shape. His hair was three different colors smae place as Ave. and their facial structure was quite similar
"I think she knows my granddaughter. I was going to take her back to my cabin and feed her a hot meal."
Stiffania was floored, "Is her last name Nesto?"
"Is that what my SweetieTweetie calls herslef these days?"
"Yes... I suppose we should speak where the trees don't have ears."
"Follow me," He let go of Amy's wrist and the girls followed him to a large cabin.
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Aug 3, 2009 0:30:12 GMT -5
"Robert! It's David!" the older man shouted and the door slid open, "Girls this is Avriletta's Father." his gruff voice barely audible as they walked into the cabin. The similarities in taste were overwhelming to Amy as she looked about with her puffy red eyes.
"It's just how Ave. whould have made it..." Tears still streamed down her face. Stiffania put her arm around Amy's shoulder.
"What happened?" Stiffania questioned. Avriletta's father had the same markings as Avriletta had before her uncle had given her the cure and he was atleast a ead and a half taller than Ave..
"I'll tell you when we're alone." Amy sat in a cozy chair and watched the fire that crackled in the fire place and Stiff. followed the two men into the Kitchen. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
"So how is my little girl?" Robert asked once they all had a bowl of stew infront of them.
"I honestly can't say at the moment..." she paused... Avriletta was a true surivor she seemed invincible at times, "Before Amy and I left for my castle she and her new boyfriend were recovering lost memories."
"Of what?" the grandfather asked in a serious tone.
"Assasine days, when she rescued me, who stole my castle. Important matters of that sort."
"stole your castle?" Robert looked at her the way Ave. did hwen something didn't fit in the puzzle, "I didn't think that was possible... How?"
"I'm not sure... but... ugh. I should start from when I met Avriletta and then you'll understand better." Stiffania went on with her tale of their new friendship, Amy, the twins, the curing of Avriletta, the burning of the club, the mansion, Nightcat, the death of her parents, and their escape into the woods, "Where, of coarse, you stumbled upon us."
both men were floored by what had gone on with their predecessor, "where is this Auntie Sara?" Robert mocked the name.
"In my castle."
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Aug 11, 2009 23:35:17 GMT -5
David served another helping to everyone then took another bowl into the room Amy was in, "Do you eat meat?"
"Yes... Thank you," she said as he placed the bowl in her hands and said nothing when she saw the little beans and corn. They were plants... but they were tasty plants.
"What does Avriletta look like now?"
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Aug 12, 2009 20:58:15 GMT -5
"Last I saw her..." Amy took a big bite, "She had gone throught the first part of her little process... her eyes are green... and her" the stew was really good and she couldn't stop eating, damn those tasty veggies! "Hair is all brown, she's tan, and really muscular."
"Muscular? I do not understand..." he said with a puzzled look.
"Oh. I need to learn some french so we can talk easier, all I know is German, and that's cuz I work with the princess and the twins. Tiffany and Emily took German in school, so I learned German. When there is no one to speak the language with you you tend to not speak it at all."
"What is muscular?"
"Sorry. Muscule" she put her arm up and showed him her muscles, "Avriletta looks like this." Amy could show him better than tell him. She pulled seven different seed out of her pocket and concentrated on a mental picture of Ave., very soon the plant form of Avriletta was standing infront of them.
"Oh... oh how fasinating," he marveled in french at the life sized plant person.
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Aug 13, 2009 21:47:56 GMT -5
"I see," he finally said after about twenty minutes of studying the plants, "What else can you do?"
Amy smiled, "Many things," Avriletta began to dance an Irish jig, then she began to do push ups and morning yoga, "I am limited by only my imagination."
"Come into the kitchen with us and talk," he stood and walked towards the other room, "Bring her too." he pointed at the plant doll.
______________________________________________________________________ "Robert," Stiffania said as she finnished her second bowl of stew, "Avriletta thinks you're dead."
"Really?!" He looked hopeful, "Then the ruse worked... thank god."
Stiffania looked at him, "Why do you want your child to think you are dead?"
"Her mother is psychotic," Robert took another bite of stew, "and if Avriletta thinks I am dead then her mother thinks I am dead. That is very good. If her mother knew I was alive noone in my family would have rest untill I wasn't."
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Aug 31, 2009 12:08:54 GMT -5
Amy trotted into the kitchen, followed closely by the plant-doll, "Stiffy?" She looked over at the poor veggies, "did I get the details right?"
Stiffania looked over the creation, "I suppose."
David walked over, " robert... this is what she looks like."
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Sept 2, 2009 8:44:53 GMT -5
"...'' he was stunned, did his baby really look like this?, "Is she really wingless?"
"Oh, no." Amy said shaking her flipped her hair out of her face for the first time in a year, "Her wings are huge... it would take too much energy to make them right now."
"You should take a nap anyhow." Stiffania looked over to the green woman.
"We 'ave an extra room." David said. The girls followed him down a hall and off to the right.
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Sept 7, 2009 19:15:00 GMT -5
Amy flopped on the bed and fell asleep quickly. Stiffania left the room with David.
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"I know this must be odd for me to ask...seeing as you don't know me or Amy," Stiffania looked at the men after back in the kitchen, "But, would you help me get my castle back?"
David and Robert looked at each other and stayed quiet for a moment, finally Robert spoke, "I can not tell you a good answer so soon. . . . Please give us a minute to talk alone." the two men left into the den, and Stiffania was alone.
I really hope your Fathers are as nice as you are Ave.
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"Should we help her?" came the question in french "Robert, we can't just go around helping strange women... German ones at that!" "They are Avriletta's friends... And it is time we left this place any way. I grow tired of secrecy, and I haven't seen my daughter in years... I miss life. Maybe I will find the right woman after this..." "How typical." "If it were Avriletta asking you would be there before she finnished the question!" "She is not Avriletta and she is German!." "I say we help... We may find Avriletta on this Journey!" "Fine... We will help... but we will be compensated after."
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Sept 30, 2009 22:23:36 GMT -5
Stiffania watched intently as the two winged men argued in French.
"We will help." Robert announced.
"Thank you. It means alot. The castle is where I belong. I would love to be home."
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Oct 18, 2009 22:39:50 GMT -5
"I hope to find family on this journey," Robert turned his head away. He liked to make most of his motives known. Stiffania's eye widened knowingly.
"I will do my best to get Avriletta to see you."
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Post by Amy, Ave., Tiff., Stiff. on Jul 7, 2010 0:21:49 GMT -5
Off in the bedroom Amy woke to Stiffania curled up next to her on the comforter. Amy pulled out her little cell phone and called Ave...
*deep inhaling and a loud sniff* Yellow?
"Hey... Ave. ... It's Amy..."
'Personalized ring tones... you never have to introduce yourself to me.'
"So...." Amy wasn't sure where to go from there. It was hard to think that she had potentially messed up her relationship with the most inportant person in her life.
'Don't talk about earlier. there are other things to worry a- agh damn it!- about.'
"What was that?"
'slipped out of bed'
"Map took the castle." this caused a gasp from the other end of the phone and audible thuds, either walls breaking or Avriletta falling, "Stiff and I are at your-" should she tell of her father?... no."- your grandfathers."
"You're both uninjured?" such a typical reply from Ave. but it was what Amy needed. "who else have you run into?"
"Just your family." not completely a lie.... after a sigh was heard form the other end she continued "we're going to invade the castle."
"What?!"
"We need help. Can Emily get you all over here tomorrow?"
"that's a problem. Emily's been captured by a guy named Count. Jack's hurt. and we've just gotten a capitve... i don't know when i could get there."
"Oh my god, Emily... how is tiffany?"
"i don't know. I'll see her in the morning. i'll call you tomorrow... please don't invade tonight... i'd like to be there to help... and i've been meaning to pay my PePe a visit."
"ok, nightynight Ave."
"Night Aims"
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"Shit." Amy cried into the pillow, "I hate being so far away."
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