|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- OFFICE COMPLEX--CUP 42--"NEVRIPPA DEN" <-------  ||  Severe Repair  ||  Office Complex  ||  -------> (Cup SRoc042, Created v2 (6/7/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Prince Ferrajalt was nearing consciousness when he began to perceive a flashing light through his closed eyes. For a moment, he was disoriented, unsure of where he was, but when he opened his eyes, the events of the past day washed over him. Feeling Treyess's naked body next to his, he was careful not to wake her as he got up a little to seek out the source of the flashing. As he got up on his shoulders, Treyess stirred, but did not awaken. Immediately, Ferrajalt saw a flashing purple light on a video screen above the bed. And there was a flashing purple button right next to him, on a table by the bed. He looked back and forth from the screen to the button, and then carefully reached out and pressed the button. The screen lit up and an image appeared. It was Nevrippa Den. Instantly, Ferrajalt buried himself under the covers and threw them all the way over Treyess. Only their heads could be seen. "Oh--ha! Looks like I caught you two at a bad time--good!" Den said with a goofy smile. "How are you making this call?" Ferrajalt said as Treyess stirred some more. "Well my friend," Den said, leaning forward and wearing a smug look, "after we got your excellent field report on the Warhomes, we all went over to the yard and got some more. And you know what hot shot? I filled mine up totally with all the cool stuff I looted! Even the motorcycle and the speedboat are covered with junk!" "Um--that's great." Ferrajalt said, feeling extremely embarrassed. "But y'know, you've caught us in kind of a--delicate--situation, so--" "--oh don't worry about it. I'm not stuffy about it. I think sex is great. And you two make a cute couple, so don't worry about it one bit, hon." Ferrajalt grimaced and looked over at Treyess, whose eyes were just opening. "Tell me this is a nightmare." Treyess said. "Nope!" Den yelled. "It's for real! And reality is so much fun, because stuff that happens in reality has more of an impact, y'know? But anyway I'm glad I got through to you cuz a whole lot of shit has been going down here and we need you guys back." "Um--okay--uh..." Ferrajalt said. "Okay." Den said. "Mr. Hate told me to tell you some stuff if I could figure out how to work the inter-Warhome communications. Ha! So anyways, we got the 'Recrudescent' down onto the river--that was fun. Injy figgers we'll need about seven or eight Warhomes to tow it--too bad I beat the living daylights out of that Hypergod Amnifaoz guy when he attacked me and V! But the plan is going well. He says we should all be able to put our Warhomes on autopilot and get into the planes before the waterfall, y'know, to follow the Recrudescent into the event horizon. Yeah right, like I'm gonna abandon all my stuff!" "Um--" Treyess said, shocking the Prince as she pushed the sheets down to reveal her breasts, "--how long have we been asleep?" "I don't know. Hey--nice chest! But no--I dunno--I think it's been four or five hours since your last kemig. Something like that. Wanna try that blanket trick on the Prince there, Treyess? I never saw a royal weenie before!" "Come on!" Ferrajalt said in an annoyed tone of voice. "Chill out, only joking dude." Den said, and then with a smile, "But if you had anything to show down there, I'm sure you would have!" "Nevrippa..." Treyess said. "Okay, okay." Den said. "So anyway, V and Vike are using superstrength to rip the cables and chains and stuff out of the docking mechanism and attaching them as tow cables. I'm gonna go help them soon--I'm naturally superstrong, you know." "Yes, we know." Treyess said. "Oh!" Den said. "We picked up another survivor! We found her hiding behind the front desk of a motel in Sapsip. She seemed awfully confused. Her name is 'Sleep' or something--you know--like what you guys were just doing before I rudely interrupted you. She has cool hair." "Don't worry about it, Nevrippa." Treyess said, sitting up a little. Ferrajalt cringed as her body was revealed up to her bellybutton. But then, the Prince thought, she didn't have anything to be embarrassed about. "We did sort of leave you all hanging." Treyess continued. "We'll try and get back soon. Now where are we getting back to now?" "Oh!" Den said. "Our new leader, Mr. Ledrant Hate, has moved the base of operations to his Warhome on the river, right by the Recrudescent. So just come on up river." "Yeah." Ferrajalt said. "So what happened with this Hypergod guy? You beat him up?" "Oh yeah! You know, he came up to me and V in the van and said he felt like doing some killing. He said we weren't included in the bargain he made with you guys, and he ripped that van in two almost and was serious. Lucky I'm such a healthy girl. He tried to disembowel me--he wasn't kidding around. It did kind of tickle, but he didn't tickle when I punched through his armor and squished gore. Screamed, that bastard did. I ruined him. I think he's still alive though." -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----