Thread: The Road Least Traveled(Fogu and Aiko-chan)

This is a continuation of a game we'd started elsewhere. I will be pasting his last post to establish my new starting point The eyes of the drivers focused on them, then they all became very aware as the two moved into the lot itself. Friendly gestures and polite comments were given but Demetre had a regular driver when he came into this place. Some of the drivers knew this but still held their hopes. Excuse me ladies, gents. Have you seen Min? he asked putting a few gold pieces out for his friends as he knew the few who actually came up to them. some left with a friendly greeting, but one stayed. Shmeal! One femme called out, run and get Min for mum. A young boy hopped to atention nodded and ran fast for the building. Keoff! He's really grown that much! Demetre exclaimed. Yea. Just like his father too. So who's your friend, D? Keoff asked. Yes, yes, how rude of me. He turned to Brielle. Brielle, this is Allandra Keoff. We go a way's back, her, her husband and I. Keoff, this is Brielle Nattan. More than a friend I should say. He kissed Brielle's cheek and Keoff smiled. Good for you, hon, you've got a good male. there was a whistle and Keoff turned. Well, I've got a fare, you take care of him dear. She bowed to Brielle and trotted off. She likes you. He said patting her bottom. There's Min. She doesn't talk, but she can be such a great entertainor. she reminds me of an old silent movie. He explained as the asian looking demon strolled up casually with a cigarret hanging from her lips. Her chinese style suit flowing, a bowler hat on her head. She gave a bow and motioned fotr the two to follow, leading them to a rather plush but plain open air cart. Demetre helped her in and then helped Min in. Pulling himself up he said in a happy tone. The usual please. she flicked the reigns and they were off. it wasn't long and the sounds of the city had faded, the smooth roads gave way to cobble stone paths through a lush green park with a victorian feel. English style gas lamps lit the way, giving a soft romantic glow and illuminating the roses and vines that grew near. Willows whisping in the breeze would shade black iron benches, more like love seats, from the harsh desert sun. The cooling mists of the spring and stream would spray the passer by with a fine touch of heaven, and they would play a beautiful bubbling song for the lonely or the couple. near bridges and certain curves beautiful yet dangerous thistle grew, further adding to the delightful scene with a range of hues upon rich dark green stalks. The water would reflect the stars and one would swear that the sky had fallen into the mirrored pool. It truely was a place for artists, romance and the lover of nature, and Demetre was glad he could share it with someone. He slipped an arm around the healer and pulled her close, the night was warm so he need not worry about her feeling a chill. After about an hour the hobbling cobblestone gave way to the smooth wood pannel bridge, signaling that the ride was about half over. The cart passed over the liquid blue mirror and reflected back to the trio a view from a portrait. Demetre never knew what kept the water so calm here but knew most definetly why the bridge stood where it was. He pointed out the Fire flies starting to light up the distance before them. The field of flowers which awaited their arrival with the few lingering couples who found this colorful and fragrant spot the richest in the night. The well traveled road greeted them with an awkward bump as they left the oak planks and brielle shifted into his arms with the slight jolt. Without the dim gas lamps the stars and moon shone though with heavenly delight and the quiet on this side allowed one to hear the faintest giggling as the couples enjoyed themselves far from the path. The park seemed to have a spell upon it, as the couple basked in the silent wonder. Fire flies illuminated the kindred spirits and demon kissed the young healer, softly and with a passion for the briefest of long moments. he moved a hair from her face and took her hand in his own, there for it to stay clasped for the rest of the small journy. The cart exited the field and proceeded to a lone building standing white against the red and black of the city. As they moved closer, one could tell that this was pure white marble, and like most of the buildings in this quarter, was carved out from the volcanic rock. A sign out fron read in several languages simple reading The Pillar. The cart slowed as they reached the entrance, a red stone path shone with welcome to all who stayed here. As the cart stopped, Demetre slipped Min several rubies and a few silvers. Thank you my friend. He said stepping from the cart, Min nodded and gave a smile to Brielle, as if saying have fun. The gentle dae held out his hand an helped the healer down. Min flicked the reighns and the horse started up and began it's return trip. So. How'd you like it? He asked guiding her up the walkway and inside.