The Return

Home again. The island looks a little different than when I left, even though it's been just a few weeks. In fact, many things look different than they once did.




Now the fun begins. And oh, what fun it will be.

Changes

It seems like ages ago that I ran along side my sisters, creating mischief and and trouble without a second thought, all in the name of the Goddess. We were feared, respected and hunted. No one could have felt more alive.

I often think back to those days. The days I spent as the High priestess. When She would speak to me and guide me. It has been such a long time since She has spoken to me. I wish for it. For Her to guide me again. To do Her work.

I decided to take this vacation as a means to escape and collect my thoughts. There is only so much wine and ale a person can drink in poor attempts to drown out the ache.

I have spent some time in the eastern desert, mostly getting a spectacular tan. But while there also contemplating the many things I have done in recent times and as well, those in the past.

Will She speak to me again, call me to do Her bidding? In the back of my mind, I can feel the hope grow. I pray for it.

I return to the desert to think, and of course, to tan.

Vacation

Ahh. It'll be just what I need, I'm sure. A few weeks in Egypt, soaking up the sun, drinking and relaxing.

Most importantly, no one bugging me.

The Party

It all started out simple enough. Nadia was feeling a bit down because of what I did to Joel the night before, so I thought that we'd sit on my beach a while and have some rum, enjoy the water, the sun, and most importantly, compare notes and get a good laugh out of things.

As it would turn out, Joel was nowhere to be found. It would seem that man knows when we are drinking, and runs to hide somewhere. Or maybe he was hiding from Nadia, because he knew I was going to tell her what happened.

Probably 5 casks of Tortuga rum was not the greatest idea I've ever had, but it was absolutely one of the most fun in recent times. Before we knew it, a few simple requests for a restocking, and of course, telling everyone Nadia was dancing naked at the waterfall, our party of two became a party of eight.

Jenni was nice enough to even bring over some pizza. Pizza and rum is an excellent combination. A young healer named Katsu also showed up briefly. He sat rather quietly though. But, that's not surprising.

Nadia and I already had a healthy head start on our drunkenness than the rest of the party, but they certainly worked hard to catch up. It wasn't long before Aryia was diving into the pool of water at the base of the waterfall. Ranmaru, the poor fellow, passed out briefly. I think he needs to get out more. We discussed this, as well as other... important things, with Aryia at length.

Asterix even came by for a while. But I suspect that was only to see Nadia and I naked in the pool as he kept grinning to himself behind his glass. Shivan, too, showed himself. Though he refused to get IN the water, he instead sat above it, and like Asterix, gawked like the silly men they are. Nadia and I just laughed and teased them.

Of course, no party is ever complete unless somebody get set on fire. And so, Nadia and Shivan, after exchanging a few spells, and a lot of giving each other their mana, went about lighting up the beach with their own, though short-lived, bonfire. I think it had something to do with Nadia pulling him down into the water.

Maharet woke briefly and got to say high to several people. We also introduced her to Shivan, whom we named mr Stay Puft. While he got rather annoyed, Nadia and I laughed to tears each time Maharet called him.

I do suspect that Nadia had herself a good time. As well, I believe we may have taught Aryia a thing or two and scared the hell out of Ranmaru at the same time.

Later that night, once all were gone, and my island was once again silent, I heard a familiar voice hollar out, 'Mom?' It'd been so long since I've seen Sabu, I started to believe he was in Hades with his father, permanently. After yelling at him for not writing, we caught up a bit before the rum finally got to me and I had to sleep. It was good to see him again.

All in all, the evening turned out to be quite a bit better than I had planned. Or at least, a different kind of better than I had planned. Though, I really must find a spell to cure hangovers, though, if I am going to keep cheering Nadia up this way.

The Definition of Trouble

It's true, when most people hear the word, they cringe and wonder how much trouble they're in, what their punishment will be, who will find out, and where to bury their head. I find this response to be... pathetic.

Trouble, is simply the act of creating a situation in such a way as to allow yourself fun for a period of time. Be that time a moment or a month. Should you get caught, you're not doing it right. Start taking lessons, or come up with an easier hobby for your little mind to handle.

If you're creating this situation with a partner, then even more fun for you both. As you can sit back and laugh about it with each other. Always entertaining.

In time, one could even create multiple situations at once, furthering the entertainment value when each situation crosses the other at regular intervals. Neither vict...unknowing participant aware of what is really going on.

Plot twists. I do love them.