Posted by Major General Charles Tenkiller (Vice-Commander, Colonial Customs and Defense Agency) in Three Isn’t A Crowd If You Don’t Want It To Be

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Tenkiller chewed and laughed and said “I doubt you would ever belong to anybody, but I like the sound of it.” and he took a drink and looked at her, deeply and openly. “You do realize that we are gonna be looked at like we’re all three crazy… right?” and he chuckled. “But I wouldn’t have it any other way. Now, eat up and then let’s go find our wayward third before she has second thoughts and tries to scamper off.”

Tenkiller

Yavia shrugged, “We belong to those we wish to give ourselves to. It is a deeply personal and beautiful thing.” She bit into another fritter and almost choked as she started to laugh. She covered her mouth with one hand and then lifted her glass to sip and wash down the fritter. “TK I am crazy and everyone knows it. I will ruin both of your reputations.”

Tenkillwr looked at her and said “You aren’t crazy… you are you. And I wouldn’t change a thing about that. Reputation be damned.”

“Of course I am, and I like that way.” Yavia waggled her brows and laughed, a rich and playful sound. “Besides if I wasn’t just a bit crazy I wouldn’t have brought my bat and then you never would have asked me out.”

She ate for a minute. “She is missing out, this is really good. If she scampers off she shouldn’t get anymore.” Sharah wasn’t there but Yavia’s tone was still teasing. “I’ll take her share home with me. We’ll use it as a bribe.” V finished off the last of her plate and set aside.

Yavia

He smiled at her and said “Uh-uh. Equal shares all around in all things. That’ll be the rule.” He turned and yelled out to the tree line “Time’s up! Come and get some of this or we come and get you!”

Tenkiller

Sharah could stay where she was all day. It was easier, simpler. Plants expressed very basic and primal emotions. There was none of the other chaos of more complex beings. The feelings came across as music. Sharah was still aware of the noise and the storms, but it was like being in a deep cave. So she was unaware of Yavia’s occasional mental touches, and certainly unaware of Tenkiller yelling an ultimatum at her. Sunk this deep she could feel, she could be sad or uncertain and no one asked her what was wrong or told her how she should feel, she could, for a brief time, just exsist.

Sharah