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Jubal Lee ([personal profile] mancalledjubes) wrote in [community profile] randomplaces2006-07-15 03:04 pm

In the World Outside Time. Jubal and Wreck

The great hall of the castle stands empty, its far corners and the uppermost reaches of its carved and fabulously vaulted ceiling forgotten in shadows. All is silent but for the soft scrape of a footstool's feet as it walks toward a side door.

Then there's a swish and a flash of light, and two men appear. Both are tall. One, a slender Asian with bright blue eyes, immediately takes to the air and hovers a few feet over the head of his companion, who is more muscularly built. The man on the ground's face is partially sheilded by a brown beard, but even so his expression is clear.

[identity profile] trecebo.livejournal.com 2006-07-17 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
The sailor nudged Jubal but didn't say anything. It just didn't seem the time.

[identity profile] trecebo.livejournal.com 2006-07-17 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
"That's it?" came the puzzled whisper.

[identity profile] trecebo.livejournal.com 2006-07-17 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fire Cracker!" He pulled her close, allowing the joy of the moment to wash over him. Suspicious tears formed and he whispered into the dark black hair, "Al sure has missed you."

[identity profile] trecebo.livejournal.com 2006-07-17 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
With a gentleness only his wife was so familiar with, the sailor rubbed the crying woman's back, murmuring comfort and nonsense in a soft, baritone hum. He motioned for the 'woman' holding the child to come. Holding out an arm, Wreck waited to see if the toddler would accept his invitation and slide over.

[identity profile] trecebo.livejournal.com 2006-07-17 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ow?" Wreck worked his jaw and tried to keep hold of the wiggling bundle of energy. He was thankful of the practice he'd had with his nephew and nieces. "Easy, Sparky. Mama is okay." He shifted the tyke so that mother and child were together.

[identity profile] trecebo.livejournal.com 2006-07-17 04:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"Um, Jubilee, meet Jubal. He's...um...you. Sort of."