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Date Posted: 04:47:24 12/07/01 Fri
Author: Barry
Subject: Now this is more like it!
In reply to: Corum & Yorik 's message, "That's me" on 20:57:10 12/06/01 Thu

Barry thought the tribal chief might be wearing one of his relatives in his ear... those bone earrings were creeping him out. He wanted to say something, but decided for once to keep his bonebox shut. This cutter might take a notion to attack them all or something.

He whispered to Corum, "Hey, Chief... is that part of Yorik in his ear there?" and chuckled at Corum's startled look.

Well, that's what the addle-cove got for tossing him like that. Just when he'd been all comfy in Tia's lap. Soddin' fleshies always ruining things. You'd think they'd have a little pity for the poor disembodied skull, but nooooo. Selfish berks.

He followed the rest to the Uzandamak camp and spotted some of the Uzi gals cooking around the fires. He let out a low whistle and floated over to one of them. "Hey there, baby. What's a nice dame like you doin' in a place like this?" The woman screamed at the sight of the talking skull and ran off! "Hey, I was just askin'!" Barry called after her.

He floated back to hover beside Corum, muttering "Dames!"

Corum was hamming it up, waving Yorik around and chanting some gobbledy-gook. Hey, it obviously impressed the natives, so let the addle-cove rant. Barry added a couple of "Sim sim sallah bims" for good measure and did a few loop-de-loops in the air. The native children ate it up, and everyone oohed and aahed. Hey! This was more like it. Maybe those dames would be singing a different tune now!

Corum turned to him. “No wonder they look at me like that,” Corum muttered. “They think I’m important or something cause I got you, and Yorik.”

"Chief, the wonder of my presence tells them that you are indeed a great man. Or else why would someone so obviously special as myself be hovering around you like flies around garbage?" Barry grinned (at least, Corum thought he was grinning).

As they sat down to dinner Barry continued to hover close to Corum in case the addle-cove needed him for something. Who knew... maybe these natives would decide to suddenly sieze Yorik to make a pair of lovely earrings, or decide to dump them all in the stewpot. But dinner was uneventful except the dragon guy practically jumped out of his skin when he saw the spiders in that one container. "Tasty treats for you to eat!" Barry cackled. "Ya know, Chief... sometimes havin' no body isn't that bad after all," he noted as he watched Corum try to choke down some of the blood.

Barry spotted one of the half-naked native women standing off to the side waiting to fetch more food should anyone need it. He floated over and said to her, "I was injured earlier and I really could use a massage..." he said to her. The woman looked startled at first then giggled. Barry took this as a good sign and nestled himself up against her chest as the woman began to rub around his skull and jaw. "Ohhhhh yes... yes just like that. Oh YES baby do it harder... harder... OOHHHHH..." For some reason everyone was looking at him. But he didn't know it... he was lost in his own little haze of pleasure.

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