Strange Bedfellows

[DoS Archive]

Date: 12/27/97 11:17 PM Pacific Daylight Time
From: AdrianRchl


:::stumbling up the rickety stairs of the Red Dragon Inn, Adrian pauses momentarily before his door, fumbling drunkenly for his key. Concentration furrowing his brow, he nearly grins at his success, as he produces the key from his pocket. The comely barwench at his side giggles at the comical look upon his face, calmly taking the key from his hand and turning the lock. Stepping into the darkened room, her hands slide up, entwining themselves about
his neck, as he gently nuzzles hers. Pulling back he looks deeply into her eyes. Suddenly, across his minds eye flashes a different face than the one before him, one of such delicate beauty that his musings take him far from the here and now. He could see her clearly, the ethereal elven features and Queenly bearing, so clearly, in fact, that as the lips before him claimed his own, his traitorous mouth groaned the word.::::::

"Luthien......"

:::::Both sets of startled eyes widened, simultaneously, as the barwench assumed a wounded air.:::::

"I done tol' ye tha' me name was Charity. If ye can't be callin' me by me given name, then don't be callin' me, at all!" ::::With this pronouncement, Charity flounced out the door, slamming it effectively behind her.
His breath coming in ragged gasps, Adrian runs a trembling hand through his raven hair.::::

"Blast the confounded woman, anyway! What in blazes is the matter with me, taking on so, and after a married woman, at that!"

::::After snatching up a bottle of scotch, he throws himself into an overstuffed armchair, taking a long pull at the neck, muttering incoherently about visions of delight ruining his love life:::::