“Andraste’s Flaming Knickers!”
Bull cocked an eyebrow when they bushes started swearing. “You ok Boss?”
The bushes sighed and rustled a little bit. “Yes Bull. I am ok. My sketch really isn’t cooperating and the daisies won’t stop moving.”
“And why are you pretending to be a bush?”
“Mr. Bull, have you seen the Herald?” Bull turned to see a junior officer rushing down the path. “I need to talk to her about the wolf problem and what we are going to do about it.” The bushes started cursing quietly again.
“The Herald’s plan is to head out tomorrow morning and locate the wolf den. It’s too late in the day now, by the time we get there it would be to dark and that would give the wolves the advantage. For now, the Herald has had everyone stand down for some rest and to relax, including herself. So why don’t you head back to camp and follow orders.”
“But...” The officer was being really keen and it was annoying.
“Boy, go back to camp now and leave Kiaya ALONE.” The officer turned tail and ran as The Iron Bull’s chuckle chased him down the path. Bull turned to see the bushes shaking so hard that leaves where falling to the ground. “Boss? You ok?” Bull said again. A few gasping and shaking moments later, Kiaya crawled out of the brush with leaves & twigs in her hair. There were tears of laughter streaking down her face, “You... you...” Kiaya couldn’t stop laughing.
“Oh Bull, thank you, that kid is a huge pain in the ass. I just didn’t have any more patience with him and Josie would scold me if I killed him.”
“Anytime boss. Why don’t you come back to camp with me and have a drink, and something to eat. I will keep twinkle toes away from you. Maybe you can finish your daisies there.”
“Alright Bull, I really don’t feel like crawling back in anyway.” Kiaya started to extract the bits of bracken stuck in her hair. It really does get everywhere.” Kiaya digs into the front of her shirt trying to reach a twig that was sticking her breast. When she realized she was pawing at her own front, her face turned as red as her hair. “Bull, I...”
“Boss, don’t concern yourself. Everyone has to adjust their bits in the field, the trick is to not care who sees. But don’t put it off, the chaffing can get bad.” A few moments passed as the two continued back to camp.
(And so they just seem to keep coming. I hope that you are still enjoying these little flights of fancy. Dialogue has always been tricky for me. Hope this is ok.
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