Scene 1, Week 8: A change in decor
NMRC camp, edge of the Digital Desert .
<Joc> Where is Lerris? Seriously, just because he and his precious little Champion are at odds he totally disappears. Doesn't even show up to greet the RDLP readers. He's SO antisocial*. Oh, lamentations for our delicate commander. Can't even handle a little lovers' quarrel.
*And proud of it, thank you very much!
What Yet May Be attacks Joc with Icy Cold Stare....
87 damage!
<Joc> Ouch.... Found one of the two lo-- er.. quarrelers. How long have you been lurking there?
<What Yet May Be> Long enough. Long enough. Get back to helping take the camp down.
<Joc> Yes, task mistress.
<What Yet May Be> And don't you forget it!
<Joc> I'm sure Lerris won't.
What Yet May Be attacks Joc with Enraged Gusts....
212 damage!
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NMRC Camp, edge of the Digital Desert ; Near the Fish pond.
<Dir> I'll be glad when we get out of here.
<Hunter Lerris> ::grunts indiscriminately:: Sure.
<Dir> You don't seem excited. Why is it we're moving, anyway? We've proven we can take out any of Shade's minions or even Data Nodes if they find us. It's not like we need to be afraid of them learning our location.
<Hunter Lerris> It's not that.
<Dir> What is it, then? ::waits for an answer that will not come:: You'd better pack up your tent. Who knows what'll happen if What Yet May Be gets there and does it for you?
Lerris grimaces and starts to walk away.
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Scene 2 Week 8: Keepsakes
NMRC Camp, Edge of the Digital Desert ; Lerris' Tent.
<Lerris> Hm... This place is messier than usual. Someone was here looking for something.... ::frantically searches under a mattress:: It's still here. Thank heavens. ::pulls out a small box and opens it:: It's all still here. ::sighs contently as he ruffles through small patches of cloth, photographs, and other odds and ends:: How long ago was it? I can't remember. ::removes the shard of Leandr's crystal and places it inside:: Guess I'd better start packing.
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NMRC Camp, Search Engine Sea ; a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away......
The scene is faded, and echoes. The tide is light and Frost gulls wheel around in the sky. Occasional browsers skim across the surface of the water.
<???> Lerris! Lerris, come back here! We're never going to get any work done if you insist on playing these silly games!
<Younger Lerris> Oh, come on Wyran! All work and no play makes Wyran a dull NetMonster! ::continues running and turns the corner around a rock::
<Wyran> I'm just try to keep you on task. For that task alone, General PhantomOpera owes me a ribbon*^! ::turns the corner to chase Lerris::
*^The much sought after decorations of the NMRC.
<Younger Lerris> ::jumps out from his hiding spot and tackles Wyran:: Gotcha! ::kisses her on the cheek::
<Wyran> ::laughs:: I guess I can take a rain check on that ribbon.
<Younger Lerris> Think of it more like a down payment.
<Wyran> ::raises an eyebrow:: Does that mean I can collect interest?
<Younger Lerris> Depends on what you have in mind.
<Wyran> ::hugs Lerris:: Come on, we need to get back to camp and back to work.
<Younger Lerris> You have to admit, this was more fun.
<Wyran> Sometimes I wonder why you even joined the Resistance.
<Younger Lerris> Doesn't matter too much. After all, it brought me to you.
<Wyran> Sweet talk isn't going to get you out of it today, Lerris.
<Younger Lerris> ::runs over and kisses her on the cheek:: How 'bout that?
<Wyran> We're already behind quota, Lerris. Today, we-- ::is cut off by a kiss from Lerris::
<Younger Lerris> Will that get me out of it?
<Wyran> I hate it when you do that.
<Younger Lerris> Really? I was always under the impression you liked it.
<Wyran> You know what I meant. :::kisses Lerris on the cheek:: Let's go. We have work to do.
<Younger Lerris> All work and no play-- ::is cut off by a hand full of sand::
<Wyran> ::gives Lerris another kiss on the cheek:: Now was that dull?
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NMRC Camp, Edge of the Digital Desert ; Lerris' tent.
<Hunter Lerris> What's an old drawing doing in this box?
Element: Light
Combo: Bug-Dragon-Mage
Level: 31
<Hunter Lerris>History repeats itself. No winners.
Where is Lerris going?
And why?
What's going to happen on the special Halloween edition of NML*?
*Pending approval by Squeaky.
Will ALL of the questions posed at the end ever be answered?
Why wasn't there food this issue?
What's What Yet May Be's view on things?
What's with this whole Wyran thing?
Does Lerris believe in Love on first sight?
What is guiding Lerris' decision?
The answer to these exciting and intriguing questions next edition of NML !!!
