The Search - part 4 (1168 hits)
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Submitted by kaos-king (antius777) (View user info) at 2005-10-01 19:18:48 EDT
Last Chapter - http://www.ubersite.com/m/76201
Grace routed around for more bowls to put the snacks in. They had picked up both nachos and potato chips along with some pretzels. She couldn't remember where Ed kept his large green serving bowls. Opening all the cupboards, she finally found them crammed back behind a crockpot. Ed didn't really entertain much, so it wasn't a surprise that they were covered with dust. She rinsed them off in the sink and laid paper towels in the bottoms to catch all the spare salt. Grace hoped Ed returned with the beer soon. The guest were due to start arriving any second.
She arranged the bowls around the living room, two on the coffee table, one on the edge of the end table. Grace sat down at the computer and pulled up the mp3 player. She browsed through the selections, looking for something appropriate. Eventually she selected some Sigur Ros and hit play. As the soft melodies drifted from the speakers, she looked around the room to see if there was anything she had forgotten.
There weren't that many people coming over, but enough to worry Ed. The had spent the day cleaning and she could tell he was nervous. This was not just some party, and those coming over knew it. The two had announced that something big was occurring and that they had needed to talk to the gathering individuals. This was to be a meeting.
Just as her thoughts were starting to get the best of her, Ed returned with the alcohol. He struggled through the door with four cases of beer. Labatt, Corona, Heineken, and Fosters. Four different beers, four different countries. Everybody should be happy. They exchanged a brief kiss, then he got to placing all the beer in the refrigerator.
As Ed was at his task, the first knock came at the door.
Grace opened it up to see a curvy girl with enormous breasts and short red hair standing there in a black tee shirt with a silk screen of cherries on it. She had a sly grin on her face and was shaking her head at Grace.
"I still can't believe you two," Lindsey said.
"I still can't believe you're technically my aunt."
"I'm a shade of your mom. I representative of her here on Earth. And don't change the subject. Me and Ed go way back. It's a little creepy to know you two are going at it like wild rabbits."
"I prefer the term 'rabid monkeys.' Anyhow, mom doesn't give two shits, why should you?"
"Because I'm your Aunt, not your mom," replied Lindsey, sitting down on the couch.
"Thank Odin for that," said a voice before the body materialized.
Gordhammer's portal finished transporting him into the living room as finishing the statement. "Think about how much more damaged you would be with her as your mother."
Shortly, more and more guest arrived. Some came traditionally through the front door, other in more unconventional methods. Everyone mingled and ate from the baskets of snacks, drank heavily from the beer that Ed had bought. Fortunately, some had assumed it was a BYOB, so had dragged along their own refreshments. Maximillian had brought two bottles of whiskey and Gordhammer had brought mead.
After a while things had calmed down and it was Dagon who called things to order.
"Princess, As nice as this all is, I must ask why you've called us all here. You've assembled quite an audience for whatever your reasoning is."
Grace sat down her beer on one of the end tables and faced the crowd. "Ed and I are going to be leaving the Archguard and I don't know when we will be returning."
A stunned silence followed her announcement.
"Dagon, you and Gabriel are the representatives of Hell and Heaven. We thought the two of you should be officially aware. I'm sure my father already knows. Duncan, you and Grant are the two most active Chaos Avatar. You should know that Ed may be out of business for a while, and you may have to pick up his slack. Lindsey, we need you to watch over Ed's house while we're gone. Gordhammer, you were the only Pirate we could get a hold of on such short notice, and your role will be explained later. Maximillian, we're here to tell you we're going to go looking for Vasquez."
"So he's not in Hell," said Max.
"Wait, what do you mean, he's not in Hell?" asked Gabriel.
"We're not entirely sure where he went," lied Ed.
"This is your friend, the fallen Angel?" asked Grant.
"Correct," said Grace.
"What will you need from the Pirates," asked Gordhammer.
"We have a way out of the Archguard. We may need a way back into it once we find Vasquez," explained Ed.
"Your Highness, No!" exclaimed Dagon. "If anything were to happen to you, the Infernal would be shaken to it's core. I must protest this action."
"Protest all you want, Dagon. My father lead me down this course," replied Grace cryptically.
"When are you leaving?" asked Lindsey.
"Soon," said Ed. "As soon as we finish making the arrangements."
"I take it you're traveling to the Uhmbra?" asked Gabriel.
Grace gave him a steady look, waiting a moment before replying. "Yes."
Gabriel's eyebrow's raised. "You're not thinking of..."
"Yes."
"Not thinking of what?" asked Dagon growing nervous, knowing he had just missed something.
"Nothing," said Gabriel. "They're not going directly to Majestrix Lucinda for help. I just assumed they would because of the relationship they had with her."
Grace smiled. She forgot how well Angels could lie.
"Why would a Fallen One end up in the Bleed? He is a creature with a soul, he should be pinned to the Archguard. It doesn't make any sense," Duncan said.
"That," said Grace, "Is what we are going to find out."
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Submitted by Axolotl (user info) at 2006-10-26 13:54:52 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
The below rating sums up my own opinion. I don't see it as a fault though.
Submitted by morontian (user info) at 2005-10-08 17:49:51 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Ok, first criticism; there seems to be a pronounced "beat" in-between chapters. Is that part of your writing style, or more of a way for each chapter to be able to be read as a seperate, free-standing short story when being posted serially?
Submitted by Yes (user info) at 2005-10-04 13:05:53 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Benny (user info) at 2005-10-03 22:45:31 EDT (#)
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Very cool
Submitted by LadyPlural (user info) at 2005-10-03 11:50:50 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Magic_Monkey (user info) at 2005-10-03 02:42:58 EDT (#)
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Why didn't you post yesterday ? You made me mad ... BUT NOW I'M HAPPY AGAIN !!!
Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2005-10-02 21:21:54 EDT (#)
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the story is still awesome, but you're slipping a bit again with the technicalities.
"Grace smiled. She forgot how well Angels could lie. " Should be 'Grace smiled. She had forgotten..."
Trying not to nitpick, there are a few other sprinkled through this and the last installement. I know WHEN you go to get these published, these will all be picked up by an editor, but it will present better if you clean it up as much as you can first.
These are still awesome
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2005-10-02 08:17:26 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Groovy.
Submitted by RyuFu (user info) at 2005-10-01 20:38:22 EDT (#)
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Gracias for this. I'm glad I happened to check Uber on a Saturday. Reading your stuff is like snorting some fine drugs. Or something else that's addictive.
Submitted by Average_Dan (user info) at 2005-10-01 20:17:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Couple of small errors in here, nothing too big. I suggest reading it aloud, it always helps
me out, even if I don't catch everything.
I'm glad you decided to post on a saturday, me not getting my Kaos for the day might have
put me in a bad mood at work tonight.
You have, indirectly, spared the lives of dozens of drunken bar-guests tonight.
Submitted by Barnymeinhoff (user info) at 2005-10-01 20:01:12 EDT (#)
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Submitted by parzival (user info) at 2005-10-01 19:36:42 EDT (#)
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