From alt.pub.dragons-inn Sun Nov 28 13:13:22 1993 Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Path: netcom.com!csus.edu!wupost!howland.reston.ans.net!agate!library.ucla.edu!news.mic.ucla.edu!unixg.ubc.ca!nntp.cs.ubc.ca!alberta!amisk.cs.ualberta.ca!aaron From: aaron@amisk.cs.ualberta.ca (Aaron V. Humphrey) Subject: [LH][Teonyl][HouseStorming] Job Interview Message-ID: Originator: aaron@gsb012.cs.ualberta.ca Sender: news@cs.UAlberta.CA (News Administrator) Reply-To: aaron@amisk.cs.ualberta.ca Organization: University of Alberta Date: Sun, 28 Nov 1993 04:07:34 GMT Lines: 89 [ADMIN: This posting was a joint product of Chris Meadows and Aaron V. Humphrey. Teonyl, is property of Alfvaen; Andrea and Sheryl are property of Chris. Copyright 1993 by both of us. Any other HouseStormers who wish to meet Teonyl should email me so we can work something out between us...] Selna said a farewell and moved away, walking over toward where his cat was rubbing against Kadrys's leg. Andrea was just standing around, just taking in the ambience of the party. She was rapidly learning that using her unicornsight around here could lead to headaches, and resolved to try to enjoy the party without being inquisitive. If that was possible. But Sheryl seemed to be enjoying herself, even though Jay had gone to bed a couple of hours ago, and she WAS getting to meet all these interesting new people. And then the woman stepped up. She was dressed rather plainly for a partygoer, but for this party, it didn't really seem to matter all that much. "Hello," Andrea offered. "Hello," the woman replied. She looked a bit strangely at Sheryl, who was standing by Andrea's side staring around, still fascinated, at all the people. She then shrugged, and looked at Andrea. "You're Andrea, right? My name's...Eowyn. We met briefly at the Dragon's Inn, and I left a message for you there." "Oh! Then you're going to help explore and detrap my house!" Andrea realized. "That was my intention, yes," Teonyl replied. "I would have come earlier, but I only just got the note. Time gets a bit weird around this place, I've noticed." "Yes, I've actually had some first-hand experience with that," Andrea replied ruefully. Sheryl sniffed at Teonyl's boot (quite startling Teonyl), snorted, nickered to Andrea, and trotted off. "What was that all about?" Teonyl wondered. "And where is she going?" Andrea smiled. "She approves of you," she replied. "And as for where she's going, she's decided that she wants to go check up on her friend Jay, who has gone to bed." The unicorn approved of her, Teonyl thought. Great. That made things a lot easier. If only all approval could be gained as easily. "All right." Teonyl smiled. "Shall we find someplace more private to talk?" "All right. That porch, there, looks good to me. You?" "Sure, let's go." As they walked over to the small enclosed porch/alcove, Andrea couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible was about to happen. Not involving Eowyn and herself DIRECTLY, but definitely affecting them. This worried her, for the last time she'd felt something like this had been just before she'd run away to metamorphose into a unicorn. But this feeling was different this time, and not quite as strong. Maybe it would be all right. Maybe. Once they were on the porch, Teonyl was all business. "All right. Give me some details on this house-storming business. When I first heard about it, you seemed to be a bit aboveboard for something I would've thought would be...well, disapproved of, breaking into a house. Not that I'm judgemental or anything," she grinned briefly, "but it seemed odd behaviour. Care to explain?" Andrea sat down. "Sure, sure. I bought this house--the one we will be breaking into--from the Generican Real Estate office. For a very low price, compared to the size. Seems that this place was built for a master thief, to his specifications, with secret traps everywhere. Now everyone who knew the plans is dead, the plans are nowhere to be found, and I want to live in that house. So, we have to go in and remove the traps." "I see. Has anybody tried this before?" "Actually, quite a few people, I gathered from the clerk at the office. They're all rather deceased." Andrea looked at the floor. Wonderful. "What makes you think that you will succeed where the others failed?" Teonyl asked. "Maybe I just feel lucky," Andrea said with an impish grin. Then, becoming more serious, she said, "Actually, it has a lot to do with the other people who are going to be coming along. A lot of them are very impressive and resourceful people. And I used to be a pretty good thief myself. Actually, most of those people are here tonight. Would you like to meet some of them?" "If we're going to be working together, I'd probably better." They turned and re-entered the house. -- --Alfvaen(Editor of Communique) Current Album--Pat Metheny Group:Still Life(Talking) Current Read--Arthur Conan Doyle:The Original Illustrated Sherlock Holmes "I don't know about your brain, but mine is really...bossy." --Laurie Anderson