Word Sprints 42
Note: Well it seems we have a busy one,the glimpses of the historical characters which I wrote in Battles,the alliances between Morgan and Miranda and lastly I do enjoy the Ravens alot,so I added Alexandra (well she was one of Minerva’s trusted girls) who disperse information about the debts of Amacino (It seems Dalaontea,great trading venue and food but their people are assholes). I actually enjoyed writing CSI Icarcus alot. The first two from wiinterempress
The ghosts of the past-292 words (10 Mins)
❝Why are you not dead? Why do you live? How do you live? Why do you not lie at the deepest hole of the sea, bloodless, and bloated, and at peace with honorable death?❞
There Castor measured his resurrected bodies,their eyes detached to the world they lived in,only glowing lights from the fog,there Castor stick a thumb at the pages “T.E Lawrence-the Arab campaign,some people still use your texts for military campaigns mostly the war with the Middles east,almost like a human bible” Shaw’s eyes barely looked at his new master-for he would rather died head-on,than to see a flippant master.
“Theodore Roosevelt-gained you countrymen respect with a civil war in Cuba” there he saw a man with a thick mustache,his eyes different once a sickly young man wanting to be free :The epitome of masculinity,despite having a stuffed bear named after you”-Castor smiled “better than my worthless father-"
And there the beeps from the machine woke another up “Ahh,you will meet another new person-the maid of Orleans” there a young girl fearful of the sound of machines,and bodies strapped in a fetal position “Joan of Arc"
“Please bear with me,I am still trying to resurrect some more people for this fight”-Castor calmly walked,with the click of his boots. Theodore looked Shaw “It seems that we met at the same spaces”-with his gruff voice and cold eyes “At San Juan Hill-it was between many Cuban folks and me,what did I do-charge men to its victory”.
Shaw,his eyes filled with the horrors of the Arabian campaign barely replied “I tried to unite the forces,but it did not go well..” There he looked at castor scrawling through the periodic tables “No friendly talk-you are my gladiators not allies”-he shouted as he poured the acid into dirty petri dishes.
Joan smirked “I would slice the boy,if it wasn't the angels intervention"
Alliances (10 mins)-305 words
❝I’m older, but hardly more wise.❞
Morgan smirked quietly,as she sneakily pranked one of the girls,with a classic trick,she has a big yelp. Miranda looked coldly “You are always tricky-you seem to be like peter pan"
“Well sometimes in the legends society-“ as Morgan giggled to herself "it get you know kinda stuffy”
“Seems you ancestor seem to be pretty cold”-Morgan asked quietly “He was like 40 when he decided to hide himself in seclusion"
Miranda looked sadly “Maybe he is shielding himself of the past traumas-“ as she went to look through the shelves of the books-all of world war 1 “Purely the bickering of empires"
“Well they all tried to grab the Iron Throne” Morgan shrugged “Trust me-I read too much of history books and it is all just fighting,where is the humor?"
Miranda looked flatly “Look Morgan Game of Thrones is based on the War of The Roses which Henry Tudor is Khalessi and Richard III is Tyrion We are talking about world conquering and tensions between allies"
“Miranda you forget that they have houses and they alliances can change”-Morgan smiled “You cannot trust anyone man,it does not help with the murders"
There a realization came,everyone talked about the murders with the society “It is pretty recent man-no one knows who is the murderer and when it is their next time to be in a body bag”-Morgan spoke cheekily “I have to keep my guard up"
Miranda sighed “Though we are growing older,and gained some expereinces-we can never learn"
“Kinda the bickering is kinda ridicilous-no surprises why we have so many wars in history because we cannot get along”-Morgan spoke flatly “Man that topic is bleak stuff dude"
There she recalled Amadea’s cold advice on Miranda at a fancy restaurant
the friends that you make can be the death of you
The bars (15 mins)-450 words
If you held your breath it was almost like nothing changed.
Ever since leaving Amancio’s courts,Drago has a sense of relief of his name somewhat being cleared but there is something beneath that colorful town-Siegfried is still eyeing on the two. Auberon looked calmly at the bazars “Seems that Amancio is not letting us out,his mercy pleas is nothing but a decoy” Drago nodded slightly “I think there will be more stinking bodies in his seas” There he spotted a young lady,a tattoo on her breast,of a crow "Must be one of the ravens that Minerva sent” There she looked at him firmly “here meet me at this corner in that instant” Drago and Auberon nodded,and there she passed the hoods “I suggest you put these on,Siegfried’s spies littered the venues,especially the brothels” There Drago slipped on the cloak,and unsheathed his dagger “Well your name?"
“Alexandra-I assume you are Giovanni’s son that my mistress talked with you”-Alexandra spoke calmly. “Yes I am..” as he shook her hand quickly “Enough information,we should run quickly”. There the stench of the inn,Auberon for the first regrets on going here “I am sorry gentlemen,this place may be littered with thugs but this is where the ravens settled"
There she found a secluded table,there Auberon and Drago looked at Alexandra “So what do you know of Amancio and his dealings with Siegfried..” There Alexandra called the bar maid “First a strong drink for me” Auberon was surprised of the petite lady ordering a spirit of sorts “And then I will order an another”-he shouted, Drago covered his mouth “SHUT UP YOU ARE GOING TO GARNER ATTENTION.” Alexandra smiled “Do not worry the thugs think you will have a one night stand with me” There she showed the stolen reports “Here Amancio owns debt to Siegfried due to a failed exchange,well Amancio is well” as she shook her hands Drago spoke flatly “a really bad lover I assume,I see him whoring every woman in the court than his wife-apparently a trophy”. Alexandra was suprsied on his bluntness “Yeah I see him coming to the raven’s rest for his time with the ladies,anyway he thought of using The Stands as a scapegoat because of an another ally related to you” Auberon nodded “Which is?”
“You-An Icurian,everyone knows that Icarcus and The Stands are the strongest,despite different intentions”-Alexandra spoke flatly “and oh,also a bad gambling debt because he won over Siegfried’s righthand man"
“How do you know these” Drago asked,Alexandra gulped an another drink “Simple-The ravens always send messages,we are usually neutral over political manners and not beyond the walls"
“Until my friend Giuletta is killed..”her face somber.
