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Date Posted: 14:21:31 11/26/01 Mon
Author: Barry
Subject: I can feel the love
In reply to: Marz, Ravin, etc. 's message, "Gettin' jiggy with it" on 10:03:36 11/26/01 Mon

Barry was startled when that dragon berk started yelling his head off (yeah, yeah he might look like just another Planer but ol' Barry could tell). That basher needed to get a grip! His eyes were even turning red!

“Enough’s enough,” the berk growled, jumping to his feet and pointing at Barry, “Either you tell us what the hell you’re doing here, or I’ll help ‘tumble you to the dark.’” "I wish someone would," Barry whispered to himself. Mr. Dragon was going on and on: “Maybe you could start by talking more about that cleric of yours. The three of us,” he nodded to Marz and Corum, “Already killed all the lousy clerics in this gods forsaken city yesterday. So if you got anymore, I’d be more than happy to dispose of it for you.”

"Well such a pikin' shame you weren't around oh, say,... a few hundred lifetimes ago to take care of the one who did this to me, eh Cutter?" He was being nice and not calling the bloody fool a berk to his face. Barry still floated up near the ceiling. No sense swimming around in all that hostility down there. He'd come down when these bashers calmed down.

He spoke to the human/dragon guy as if he was a child. "Look... it was a long time ago. Like... before any of you were born, unless some of you are a whole lot older than you look. I don't remember all of it too clearly, okay? Cause you know... being dead and coming back over and over and over and over --" his voice started to sound a little weary so he bit that one off fast. "Well... you start to forget things. But I know a holy moly clerical type cursed me. I'm not alive... but I'm not dead. It's like going to the Mazes, only worse, Cutter, cause I'm out here where you fleshies are an' I have to see every pikin' day what I can't have or do or be ever again."

Barry paused to let that sink in and spotted the gals. He let out a low, appreciative whistle. "The dames in this place ain't half bad!" He announced. He leered at Isobel and Laurel in turns, then gave the others what he considered appreciative glances as well. "Ay! Perverted skull," he heard Isobel say, and he chuckled. It sounded like dried leaves crunching.

Then this other berk was piping up, "Yeah, why the hell did you end up here to pester us instead of someone else, huh? And, do you happen to have a name or do we just call you bonehead?"

"Bonehead... oh yeah that's funny. You yuck it up, fleshie. Like I haven't heard 'em all before." Barry rolled his eyes.

"So anyway... about why I'm here," he looked around... the damn tug was here... he could feel it but who? Who???? "Your guess is as good as mine, cutters. I woke up in a grave or somethin'. I'd been buried alive... well, not alive but you know what I mean. Musta bit it sometime during my last life, ya know? Or else the berks got sick of me and dumped me. It's happened before... the Powers only know why, seein' as how I'm such a personable fellow and all!"

"As for my name..." he glared a little at the joker who'd called him "bonehead", "You can call me Barry. Some hot chick gave it to me a long time ago and it sort of stuck. I dunno what it was originally (hey, it's been a long time!), but that's what it is now." He grinned at them all in what he thought was a friendly fashion, but of course it just looked like he did all the time. Skull faces weren't too expressive.

"Uh... how about you cutters? You all got names or shall I call you all Berk?" he chuckled that dry-leaves chuckle again. Well, he thought it was funny.

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