Read Thread: Quality Time (Neena & Adrian Quicksilver, Part 1)
Quality Time (Neena & Adrian Quicksilver, Part 1)
Board: Dungeons and Dragons
Jan 15, 2007 11:45am
The sprite sanctuary Kaliea lives near is actually inhabited by us (the Highlander and I). We live in such a nice little wooded area that we thought it would make a neat story if the gateways between worlds was thin enough to allow crossovers. So, on paper, just about anyone and anything shows up here on our property, including our gaming characters (kind of a mini Planescape of our own!). Along with lots of fae and sprite elders Naomi and Turlock (the REAL Sprite and Highlander from our gaming), a few humans pass through and sometimes stay in this area, namely the Quicksilvers (another sprite/human pairing...you can see their backstories here http://www.takeforum.com/dndwithme/viewtopic.php?t=9&mforum=dndwithme and here http://www.takeforum.com/dndwithme/viewtopic.php?t=32&mforum=dndwithme). Living in this world is far safer for this ex-rogue and ex-fairyhunter, but as with the rest of us, the lack of something more important to do sometimes makes us turn on each other...
“You let him play with a RAPIER???”
Neena Quicksilver, sprite, rogue and mother of 4, looked down at her gangling husband, who attempted to bury himself in the newspaper he was reading.
“Uh, don’t know whatcher talkin’ about, babe,” shrugged Adrian, not looking up from the newspaper as he shifted uncomfortably deeper into the sofa. At a full 6 feet, Adrian Quicksilver was actually taller than his wife (even with her amulet of enlargement on), but standing up only gave her a bigger target to zap.
“You know EXACTLY what I’m talking about!” Neena growled, yanking the paper from his hands and zapping him with a quick jolt of her magic. “What the devil is that big welt doing on my son’s face?”
“Ow, gods, Mothwing!” Adrian jumped with a wince. Years of fairyhunting and now actually being married to a sprite had raised his magic tolerance considerably, but he always found it best to look greatly pained lest she increase her dosage. “It’s nothing. We were just practicing and he swung a little funny trying to put the blade back in the scabbard…whacked himself in the cheek.” Adrian chuckled despite himself…his second born was as accident prone as he was. “You know Ryan.”
“I know he’s my 6 year old son and you’ve got him holding a dangerous weapon, yes!”
Adrian rolled his eyes and slowly stood up. This was the problem with living in this world. Sure, it was nice to have your kids getting educated and not having to worry about random orcs attacking them on their way to the market, but it also made things like learning swordplay obsolete. "First of all, he's my son, too...I wouldn't put him in any danger and you know that."
"Not on purpose you wouldn't, but you don't THINK!"
"Honey, the blade I gave him won’t cut butter. It’s the old one my dad gave me, the one with all the nicks in it. It’s not like I handed him a triblade or something.”
“And what if he’d put his eye out? Then what?”
Adrian arched an eyebrow at her. “Are you listening to yourself? You sound like you’re FROM this world all the sudden. You were a ROGUE, Neena…you learned to play with a sword when you were younger than he was!”
“That was different! This WORLD is different! I’d rather watch him play with that magic box thing, that…” She snapped her fingers a few times for recall.
“Computer?”
“Yes, THAT! I’d rather him spend time figuring out the magic behind THAT instead of playing with stuff he doesn’t need anymore. You could have killed him!”
“Gods, Neena, lighten up!” Adrian laughed. “You act the world's gonna come to an end if everyone doesn't constantly walk around with a black chip on their shoulders."
"Y'know, if you'd just try and take something seriously for a change instead of acting like your biggest responsibility is what time and location to scratch yourself, I wouldn't HAVE to be so serious all the time." Neena sighed and tossed him the paper as she turned to leave.
Adrian caught it and muttered, "Oh, this coming from the woman who was known as a 'terrific romp in the sack" for a YEAR by my CHOSEN DEITY!!!"
Even as the words left his lips, he knew he’d gone WAY too far. She froze, her wings quivering angrily, then whirled on him.
"Yeah, well, at least I can say I HAD some grown up fun, unlike YOU, who can just say you had a great few years of running through the forest playing with FAIRIES! Oh, wait, you’re not a fairyhunter anymore, just a bard. Now you can run through the forest and play FOR fairies!”
Score one for the angry sprite.
Adrian took a step toward her, looming over the barely 5 foot fae. “Well, that works out PERFECTLY, then! I can play YOU a little tune that might shut you up long enough to do some THINKING for a change!”
Neena's eyes narrowed at him. "If you even DARED to just imply I might be a FAIRY...”
Adrian completely understood the animosity between sprites and actual fairies enough to know the depth of the insult to his wife. “Well, if the little crystal shoe fits, babe…!” he said casually. Her hand flew up to zap him, just as a merry voice rang out:
"Did I come at a bad time?"
“You let him play with a RAPIER???”
Neena Quicksilver, sprite, rogue and mother of 4, looked down at her gangling husband, who attempted to bury himself in the newspaper he was reading.
“Uh, don’t know whatcher talkin’ about, babe,” shrugged Adrian, not looking up from the newspaper as he shifted uncomfortably deeper into the sofa. At a full 6 feet, Adrian Quicksilver was actually taller than his wife (even with her amulet of enlargement on), but standing up only gave her a bigger target to zap.
“You know EXACTLY what I’m talking about!” Neena growled, yanking the paper from his hands and zapping him with a quick jolt of her magic. “What the devil is that big welt doing on my son’s face?”
“Ow, gods, Mothwing!” Adrian jumped with a wince. Years of fairyhunting and now actually being married to a sprite had raised his magic tolerance considerably, but he always found it best to look greatly pained lest she increase her dosage. “It’s nothing. We were just practicing and he swung a little funny trying to put the blade back in the scabbard…whacked himself in the cheek.” Adrian chuckled despite himself…his second born was as accident prone as he was. “You know Ryan.”
“I know he’s my 6 year old son and you’ve got him holding a dangerous weapon, yes!”
Adrian rolled his eyes and slowly stood up. This was the problem with living in this world. Sure, it was nice to have your kids getting educated and not having to worry about random orcs attacking them on their way to the market, but it also made things like learning swordplay obsolete. "First of all, he's my son, too...I wouldn't put him in any danger and you know that."
"Not on purpose you wouldn't, but you don't THINK!"
"Honey, the blade I gave him won’t cut butter. It’s the old one my dad gave me, the one with all the nicks in it. It’s not like I handed him a triblade or something.”
“And what if he’d put his eye out? Then what?”
Adrian arched an eyebrow at her. “Are you listening to yourself? You sound like you’re FROM this world all the sudden. You were a ROGUE, Neena…you learned to play with a sword when you were younger than he was!”
“That was different! This WORLD is different! I’d rather watch him play with that magic box thing, that…” She snapped her fingers a few times for recall.
“Computer?”
“Yes, THAT! I’d rather him spend time figuring out the magic behind THAT instead of playing with stuff he doesn’t need anymore. You could have killed him!”
“Gods, Neena, lighten up!” Adrian laughed. “You act the world's gonna come to an end if everyone doesn't constantly walk around with a black chip on their shoulders."
"Y'know, if you'd just try and take something seriously for a change instead of acting like your biggest responsibility is what time and location to scratch yourself, I wouldn't HAVE to be so serious all the time." Neena sighed and tossed him the paper as she turned to leave.
Adrian caught it and muttered, "Oh, this coming from the woman who was known as a 'terrific romp in the sack" for a YEAR by my CHOSEN DEITY!!!"
Even as the words left his lips, he knew he’d gone WAY too far. She froze, her wings quivering angrily, then whirled on him.
"Yeah, well, at least I can say I HAD some grown up fun, unlike YOU, who can just say you had a great few years of running through the forest playing with FAIRIES! Oh, wait, you’re not a fairyhunter anymore, just a bard. Now you can run through the forest and play FOR fairies!”
Score one for the angry sprite.
Adrian took a step toward her, looming over the barely 5 foot fae. “Well, that works out PERFECTLY, then! I can play YOU a little tune that might shut you up long enough to do some THINKING for a change!”
Neena's eyes narrowed at him. "If you even DARED to just imply I might be a FAIRY...”
Adrian completely understood the animosity between sprites and actual fairies enough to know the depth of the insult to his wife. “Well, if the little crystal shoe fits, babe…!” he said casually. Her hand flew up to zap him, just as a merry voice rang out:
"Did I come at a bad time?"
Re: Quality Time (Neena & Adrian Quicksilver, Part 1)
Board: Dungeons and Dragons
Reply to: #63394 by Sprite and Highlander
Jan 15, 2007 11:54am
LMAO.... Oh, that whole thing was PRICELESS!!!! It brought tears to my eyes... thank you!!!
-wassamatta_u
Re: Quality Time (Neena & Adrian Quicksilver, Part 1)
Board: Dungeons and Dragons
Reply to: #63397 by wassamatta u
Jan 15, 2007 11:59am
LOL I totally forgot that the name of that kid is the same as our fearless leader...kinda puts things in a different light there! :-)
And I'm a huge fan of irreverent fantasy...my fairyfolk don't flit about sipping nectar and such. They have REAL lives! ;-)
The S & H
