frank's Home of Mystery, Magic, and Delight.

[Silver Winchester]

Iguess so, Mac...

[Mac]

(ooc I'm not Mac...)

*scratches his head some more*

..... do you and your sister see each other often? .... you looked surprised to see her.

[Silver Winchester]

I am because I forgot the last time I saw her....

[Mac]

Oh. so you do not see each other often.

*he looks away for a moment*

still, it is good to be able to see her?

[Silver Winchester]

Oh. so you do not see each other often.

*he looks away for a moment*

still, it is good to be able to see her?No not since our mom died....

[Mac]

...

*he doesn't reply for a while*

.... I see. I am sorry.

[Silver Winchester]

:cry: it's ok really... I got divorced, Ferron....

[Mac]

divorced? .......

*he has to think to get his head around the word as he doesn't quite know it...*

divorced..... from whom?

[Kayla]

umm.. is this a bad time to say hello because i can come back if neccesary.

*has just walked in*

[Mac]

I do not know ... but she is your sister.... I do not see why... you cannot talk to her too.....

[Kayla]

*tiolts head wondering what they're talking about*

[Mac]

*looks at Em / Kayla*

you should talk to her. I do not understand what has happened to her ..... maybe you are better talking to her than I am.

[Kayla]

i doubt it, though i do not know what exactkly you are referring to me talking to her about

[Mac]

*stares*

well.... you two are sisters...... she says that she has just divorced somebody and I do not know what I can say to her

*looks at Silver*

[Kayla]

*turns to SF*

what does Mac speak of?

[frank]

And with a furious roar like a thousand lions on a hunting challenge, *frank appears. As suddenly as he left, atop Shoden's glistening scales, he arrives. Once more to take possession of his home or raze it properly. And as is his wont, he is accompanied by his woodland creatures dear and his almost always ever present Queen Marchina with her king.*

What is all this? *frank scowls at each and all.* Mac, what do you while I am gone? My home is not a play pen for the lonely and confused. Especially not for them as choose to separate themselves from me and mine.

*Looks at Silver Foxx and grows so stern and angry. His eyes are turning cobalt blue from a usual placid gray. And looks at Lady Battousai with an equal g lare. And at EM, with no expression whatsoever*

Begone. There is no room in my home, much less my heart for thee. I will not suffer myself to know the treachery of deceit at lying hands and cold, cruel hearts.

*and frank causes them, the three, LB, SF, and EM to be lifted up and deposited beyond his doors. and a charmed spell he puts upon his home that will deny further entrance, ever, to those three.*

Mac, friend Mac, what do we now. Destroy it all or start anew? I hold no anger for you, my friend, nor for Ferron. I believe you have been the devil's pawn in a cruel, cruel game designed to steal our hearts and souls.

But enough of that. For mine own part, it matters little. But if my true friends may find find respite here, perhaps we should try again? What say you , Sir Builder, for I truly need your skills.

[Mac]

(ooc..... dude... no need to get so angry at everyone....... and by the way.... just for the context Mac left about five pages ago to go to a DIY store and get some stfuf to work with... he left Ferron at the house...)

[frank]

(ooc..... dude... no need to get so angry at everyone....... and by the way.... just for the context Mac left about five pages ago to go to a DIY store and get some stfuf to work with... he left Ferron at the house...)

LOL So who is talking? 5 pages ago? GEESH!!

[Kayla]

*blurrs back in and oushes frank so hard he flies and almost knocks into a wall*

what the hell man? i come here to your house and you throw me out again after i haven't done anything

*fumes with anger while her black hair lies on her back*

[frank]

*frank picks himself up off the floor* EM, what do you do? Why have you thrown me across the room like that? *frank finds a couch upon which to sit. Seated, again he looks at EM.* EM, there is something terribly wrong in this place. There is Ferron, but where is Mac? And the others? *frank looks dazed and as if he had crossed a desert without water.*

And my woodland creatures and my friends, why do they cower so as if in fright? EM, come sit with me, please, and tell me what has happened. *frank reaches out his hands in supplication.*

*Whereupon, King Jarok & Queen Marchina step forward with a favorite sprite or two* Dear frank,
your absence has been lengthy and many thought thee dead. Indeed, we ourselves were none too sure of your continued life had it not been for our link with Shoden. Let EM apprise thee of what has befallen, but thee must remain calm and quiet.

*Looking at EM* EM, please for all our benefit and your's as well, canst tell our frank of what has happened here?

[Mac]

*Stares at frank wanting to tell him where Mac is but can't....*

:swe2:

*looks at EM hoping she might be smart enough to say something*

[Kayla]

-_- umm... *stares at frank not knowing what to say*

dear frank.... i am not sure what the hell is going on here but maybe you should tell me what you see in this room....

*puts her arm around his shoulder*

because i'm totally confused

[frank]

*frank looks around at Em's request* Why, now, I see you beside me with your arm so warm and tender. And, yonder, in his place, be my ever faithful Shoden. Ferron, of course, but where is Mac? Has something evil befallen him? And my woodland friends, of course. But only King Jarok & Queen Marchina standing close. The rest are acting in the most strange way, as if they are afraid--but of what?

And I see a shadowy shape that keeps drifting in and out. Sometimes real and sometimes not. The image still unclear, but an emotion strong. Of love and hate and confusion and anger and sorrow. Tis almost more than I can bear. And a name, but none too clear. High-pitched as from a banshee mad, calling like, "Sliver, Sliver."

And one more, a youngish lass. But also none too clear, and with a seeming broken heart.

Oh, my dear, sweet EM. What Evil mischief has been brought into my home? Why the sadness from every corner? And all are reaching out to me as though I can right the wrongs, if wrongs they be.

But I do not see my wife! Oh my God, dear EM!! Where is my wife? And my grandchild? Where is she? And friend Hiro? Where are they gone? Or are they gone? I feel them here, but I see them not.

*holds EM close, needing a friend's embrace.*

EM what has been wrought and why and how and to what end? This is almost more than my heart can hold.

[Kayla]

*hugs frank*

my sister- your wife, has gone somewhere, i am not exactly sure where the others are but Mac is also here

*tried to smile at frank in attempts to comfort him*

i must comment on how cold you are old friend

*puts her light velvet shaw over his shoulders*

there.

[frank]

*turns to face EM, while her arms are around him covering his shoulders with her shawl.*

My wife, EM. Gone? Gone where and for how long? I read something in your tone of voice that bespeaks of much amiss.

And my grandchild, what of her? *frank holds EM in his palms, gently so she must look at him. Queen Marchina looks away, and begins to sob. King Jarok begins to pace, as if trying to find some answers for their friend*

EM! Where is my family?!! Where have they gone and why?

[Kayla]

*get's out of frank grip and goes behind Mac*

calm down Frank..... i do not have those answers, you should try and consult your wife and grandchildren in your own time, as for me i can not help you

[Mac]

¬_¬

*EM goes behind him and he freaks out a little. he looks around for Shoden for someone to talk to*

(ps. I'M NOT MAC!!!)

[Kayla]

( -_- sorry )

i'm not sure what to do frank but for now i think i shouldn't be here

[frank]

*frank looks at EM and sees she wants to leave, and is very uncomfortable.*

EM, dear friend, 'tis best that thee depart. I will have the King and Queen and all my woodland creatures escort thee safely home.

*watches EM & King Jarok with Queen Marchina and all the woodland host pass through the entry portal to outside.*

Ferron, go find thy master. This place will not be safe for any creature, alive or dead.

*watches Ferron sadly go in search of Mac*

Shoden, lift me up that we may attend to this evil place and render it harmless, once again. Twas meant to house the best in life, and love, and laughter. But, instead, seems to have sorely gone awry.

*Shoden lifts frank up onto his back, and they hover outside a short distance from the opening.*

Now, Shoden, blast this place to Hell and beyond, that it may hold not the smallest memory or impression or even fleeting shadow-shape that has claimed it for it's own. This will be frank's Home no longer, from this moment on.

*Shoden gathers all his mighty dragon strength and with the sound of thunderous volcanoes crashing forth, destroys with Dragon-Fire, evey last vestige of what once was frank's Home.*

'Tis done, my dragon friend, tis done. *franks looks to see that his Home has been properly leveled and cleared of every memory--good and bad. He sees that Shoden's anger was so great that anything should hurt his companion so, that his Home has not only been leveled, it has been melted from the heat into a large, white sheet of glass.*

Come now, Shoden let us off to our true home. *Shoden with frank guarded well upon his back, head s for their mountain, Mt. Mekelhorn.*