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Date Posted: 10:13:05 01/14/02 Mon
Author: Jeremy
Subject: Joining Laurel
In reply to: Ravin---Marz 's message, "Finding clothes---ripping off clothes" on 11:55:16 01/13/02 Sun

Jeremy was in the process of giving Rowan's advice some serious thought when Barry dumped a pile of ants on his head, saying they were a gift from Tristan. The otherworldly youth let out a stream of curse words while jumping up and down and trying to brush the insects from his hair. When he felt them crawling down inside his clothing he ran into one of the tents, immediately stripping off all his garments then shaking them out.

Once certain that he was debugged, he pulled on his clothes and finger combed his spiky hair into place. Now, he was more determined that ever to win Marz away from that stupid, ugly dragon! All he needed was a plan. Since it didn't look like Rowan would give him much help, he thought about trying to gain assistance from someone else in the group. Corum was the only one other than Marz who seemed to like Tristan, so none of the others would probably mind being rid of the dragon anyway.

Still grumbling curses under his breath, Jeremy grabbed his pack and exited the tent. He lit one of his special cigarettes as he looked around the camp then made his way to Laurel, who sat upon a distant outcropping of rocks. "Hi," he chirped, after unintentionally blowing a little smoke in her face.

He crawled up to sit beside her on the rock, smoking his cigarette in silence for a moment. "You want a candy bar or some chips?" he asked, already opening his pack. As he dug around inside, he spotted Marz rushing to one of the newly started campfires, carrying Tristan in his arms. Maybe the lousy dragon was dead! Jeremy smiled at that thought, although he knew it wasn't nice to wish death upon anyone.

He took another drag of his smoke while his eyes took in the burns he saw on Marz's naked chest. "I wonder what happened to them?" he asked, glancing at Laurel before looking back to the campfire. He saw Val rush out to examine Tristan and Marz just before Corum joined them. When the dragon finally sat up, Jeremy sighed. "Guess Tristan wasn't badly hurt after all."

When he flicked away the cigarette butt he caught sight of Ravin walking along with someone he had never seen before. "Whoa, who's that?" When Laurel didn't answer, he simply went right on talking. "I love the hair color on that person! Do you think you could use your magic on me again, Laurel and make my hair that color too?"

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