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swerval_zero) wrote2006-02-27 09:48 pm
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Room 220, Monday Night
Once again, Zero's door was propped open with the brick. She's not working on the play now, though. She has her headphones on (so loud the lyrics can probably be heard from the hallway) and is writing something in a notebook.
It might be that romance novel she was working on in the library the other day. Who knows?
((Opened for someone specific, but anyone is welcome.))
It might be that romance novel she was working on in the library the other day. Who knows?
((Opened for someone specific, but anyone is welcome.))
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Flying between the cold moon and the earth,
Cupid all arm'd: a certain aim he took
At a fair vestal throned by the west,
And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow,
As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts;
But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft
Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon,
And the imperial votaress passed on,
In maiden meditation, fancy-free."
"Yeah, right!"
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"This isn't in my copy of the play."
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"And for what do you call me 'the one'?
I will warn you, I do serve Oberon."
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My mistress would give him to your kind of all,
and take you as a courtier,
but that a promise made doth bind her
to keep the brat around. Okay, I can't rhyme worth a damn. Think you that a merry trick
would make all glad, and your false lord sad?"
Parker examined a non-existent knife, then frowned. "Maybe Vala should meet Miho before she starts doing this part."
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"The boy then danger brings
to the fairy lands and their king?
Surely Oberon must know of this
But why then would he want the child for his?"
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"Danger from his fangs of fun
Ruin from the temper of a Hun
Therefore, to Oberon we give, and
he, unbound from vow
May change him to a cow
Or give him to a sow
We don't care how
But that the changeling boy
Be taken far from our joy. It's as plausible as what Shakespeare came up with, you've got to admit."
Parker did another spin-kick, but aimed it at the bed, not Zero this time.
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That the boy must become gone."
Zero makes a face, that rhyme clearly not up to her standards.
"It may be, ninja huntress,
that we must trick your fairy mistress
to remove her vow and the child.
For I am told he is right wild."
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Parker assumed one last pose, then said, "Be it so, we shall forgive.
The child elsewhere must live.
Come, Puck, us to plot and twine
and every trick tod undermine. Or something."
Parker grinned. "End scene?"
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