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Sov's interludes
Interlude #3
SSAR: Sov’s Stalkers Anonymous Reunion : The Laundry Sequel
part one
Story credit: Star, Freya, Chantal
Featuring: Star, Angelika, Shauna, Iris, Cassiopea, Freya, Ann, Nannyboo, Melite, Josée, Nyxx, Hilara, SQ, Kelly, Tedras and Sov. Cameo appearances by: Chantal, Baucis, Herk, Ares and some very old guy.
"Fine. Good. Good. Right." ‘Till Death HL
Chantal
<Monday night around 11 PM, Basement of KSHQ>
The inventory room was lit with perfumed candles and oil lamps. Whispers and giggles were heard. Some amazons were already there. Angelika and Shauna were arguing in the left corner. "Now I tell you it was brown…" "No, it was blue…" "I’m certain it was brown…" "SQ, settle this. The shirt, Herk’s new shirt was it blue or brown?" asked Shauna. "Blue? Brown? I thought it was black leather…" answered SQ and she sat down between Angelika and Shauna.
Cassiopea came in with Freya. She was a little anxious. This was her first reunion. "Don’t worry, you’ll do fine. It’s like a girl scout club. Yeah, a girl scout club…" Freya started to smile and said to herself " Now I wonder if we could give out Sov merit badges…"
Nannyboo and Melite arrived together. Carrying a basket. A full basket of clothes. Hilara took one look at them. "Props?" she asked. "Props." Nannyboo answered. "You did not raid Sorbo Mart now did you?" "No. We did not." Melite made a face then whispered to Nannyboo "Good thing you forgot your key to Sorbo Mart. I don’t think Hilara would have liked us to use her stuff." "I forgot my key?" Nannyboo gave Melite a sly smile. "Oh you are in trouble…" replied Melite.
Kelly and Ann arrived a few moments later. Sat down on the rug. Iris motioned them. "Hey guy saved you a seat on the Herk bed."
Josée and Nyxx came in. "Euh, euh, ladies. Security alert! Security alert! " quipped Angelika. "Hi guys, Come to play?"
"I’m not staying long but I wanted to let you know that after the shopping incident it was decided to keep a closer eye on Sov" Nyxx was interrupted by Freya whistling and shouting "I’ll keep an *eye* on him" .
Nyxx rolled her eyes and said "I bet you can thanks, but no thanks. Josée has been assigned to help you keep out of trouble, well the bad kind of trouble, we definitely don’t want to make the Sorbo Herald front page again.. this week. Now do we?" Nyxx laughed and gave Josée a big hug "They are all yours, my friend."
Josée smiled and said "I’ll try my best boss. Don’t worry." Nyxx replied "Oh, I’m not worried. I’m one step ahead this time. *My* boss is not running interference this time. So we are safe" and she left. Outside Nyxx ran into Star and Tedras. Tedras was shaking and Star, well the usually "nothing can surprise me resident doctor of KSHQ" was pale, wide eyed and trembling."
"Oh gods, it worst than I thought…" Nyxx helped her friends into the room and decided to stay. "Better be safe than sorry… especially when Sov is involved" Nyxx mumbled to herself.
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<11 PM Loft’s laundry room>
Chantal was putting some liquid Tide in the washer. "In a domestic mood. It is so rare." Ares appeared in a blue flash. He jumped and sat on the dryer with a sardonic smile on his face.
"Oh, don’t start with me, Ares. I’m not in the mood." Chantal paused and signed "I hate laundry."
"Well, angry and cranky. My kind of mood." Looking inside her laundry basket Ares spots something that makes him arch an eye brow. "Blue silk boxer? That’s new." Chantal reacts quickly and quite forcefully "Keep your eyes and hands to yourself and out of my laundry." Turning she closed the lid on the washer. Ares then noticed the hair tie she was wearing. "Now, isn’t this interesting. Where did you get that?"
"Get what? The hair tie?" Chantal had to think fast. "It’s a Celtic hair tie. You know Herk went to Ireland, meet up with that Celtic war goddess…"
Ares was a little suspicious but decided to let it go. "Someday, you’ll go to far…" and in a flash he was gone. Chantal let out a big sigh. "Too close for comfort. Really too close for comfort."
"Good catch. But he’s not dumb, you know. He’ll figure it out eventually…" A tall short dark hair, hazel and amber eyes man was leaning by the door. Chantal turned around and smiled "I know but where would be the fun, the danger if I tell him the truth."
"True. Why tell the truth. Still on for tonight fencing practice? Kendaa coming?"
"Yes. We’ll be there. You know… the alternative is…"
"Unthinkable. I know. Gods, will I ever live that one down."
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<back at the reunion>
Hilara looked all around. Everyone seemed to be there. Clearing her voice, she got everyone’s attention. "Hello, ladies. Welcome again to our little club of Sov stalkers anonymous. Now we have a new problem to face. Sov has develop a …" looking at Star who was slowly getting her wits back Hilara smiled "…a sudden interest in laundry. I know that some of you have encountered Sov in some of his exploratory research on the matter. So if it possible, would you be so kind as to share so that others can better cope with this new hobby of his. Nannyboo, Melite, you brought props. So I believe the floor is yours."
<At KSHQ laundry room>
Baucis was separating her colors, her white and her delicate in three piles. "Blue jeans and black cotton T-shirts, that’s one". She started the first washer. "White silk house, white rayon skirt, that’s two" The second washer was activated.
"Black leather pants. Have to be careful with these. Better wash them alone in another washer all together." Baucis opened the third washer and put her leather pants in it. She looked up at the vast choice of detergents on the upper shelf.
"Tide citrus newly improved. No. Wisk all white. No. Ha, ha. Zero, no perfume, no dye, hypoallergenic detergent. Now that will do." She tried to reach it. She was missing a few inches. Turning she looked around for the step-ladder. She could not find it. So she tried again to reach the box, this time she was on her tip toe when she heard "I think I can help you out Baucis, let me get that for you."
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To be continued
