Shipping VIII: Yes, Eight. No, really. We are THAT insane.

[Jacklu]

I doubt I will ever be able to fully catch up, so I think it might be easier just to begin anew.
But I will have to read some choice ships I think.

And... maybe... write some?

Would it be presumptious of me to think you guys might want to read anything by me anymore?

Ship Twobi! Ship like the wind! Preferably a gale force wind that shakes everything up and leaves people shocked and confused afterward.

[Reinholdt]

You loved every singe piece of it Rein and there's no use in denying it because we all know better

I deny it.

@ TwoBit - SHIP!

OMG PG-13 SHIP AHOY

I promised Loopy I'd ship him in a SW-theme, and eleventhhour was the most recent gurl to give permission that I felt comfortable shipping like this, so I hope noone is offended o.o
(This is also highly, highly influenced by a ship I've read elsewhere >>)

Tempations
loopy/Eleventhhour

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The battle continued to rage outside, blazing beams of lightsabres clashing against another, greens and blues mixing with the bloody colors of the Sith sabres to make a murky shade of death.
The sounds of blasters overwhelmed the air, so that anyone within miles could hear only the constant static zoom.
It was a battle that would go down through the ages.

And loopy was stuck in med-bay, far, far from the carnage and the fight for the continuation of his beliefs. They fought for the continuation of Jedi.
"Yowch!"
loopy hissed, pulling himself away from the medical droid who had prodded him so violently.
"Master, I can't assist if you do not cease sudden movements."
Grinding his teeth, loopy steered his gaze away from the oncoming needle. True, he had fought with monster twice his size, and had faced the possibilities of death over and over, but still, a small needle was all that he could take.
And his eyes landed on her.
A Padawan, but not much younger than the young Knight that he was. With her back turned to him, he could only recognize her by her long white hair, pulled up for easier access to the gaping wound against her chest, and her pale, milky skin.
"Mistress Eleventh-"
"No! I don't want the pills!"
"But they'll help with the pain."
"I'm a Jedi. Pain is nothing."
Suddenly, all his thoughts, all his teaching on purity, disappeared in a tuft of gray smoke.
She was slashed across her chest, and she sat topless, only one bed away, and loopy was instantly overcome with thoughts, desires. Images of his lips at her neck, drifting down her slender shoulder to trail along her spine. Was her skin as soft as he would have liked to think of it as?
Murmurs of imagined lovers filled his ears, erasing the sounds of the ongoing battle, and loopy felt so confused with this desire to leap over the bed between them, to press against her and...
"Ow!"
"Sorry, Master."
When he looked up from the injection in his arm, her privacy screen was deployed, and loopy the Jedi sat back against his rock-hard pillow, sighing.

Hawt.

[TwoBitWriter]

Rabbit: Jedi Sexy! I approve!

[Mordokai]

I deny it.

Liar, liar, pants on fire.

Or is this a cry for more...

[Grim ranger]

Liar, liar, pants on fire.

Or is this a cry for more...

No matter how hard it is to believe, not everyone is as crazy for that kind of...action as you are, paladin boy

[Reinholdt]

Liar, liar, pants on fire.

Or is this a cry for more...

*shoots Mordokai in the face*
I did not envoy being raped by your flunky.

[RabbitHoleLost]

I'm still going to get Flora for that

[TwoBitWriter]

Someone needs to write THAT ship.

[Mordokai]

No matter how hard it is to believe, not everyone is as crazy for that kind of...action as you are, paladin boy

It's Reinholdt we're talking about! That good for nothing playa...

*shoots Mordokai in the face*
I did not envoy being raped by your flunky.

This is gonna leave marks... *goes to get plastic surgery and kelation*

So you'd rather be raped by another flunky?

I'm still going to get Flora for that

...stop giving me ideas...

[RabbitHoleLost]

Someone needs to write THAT ship.

If I write it, it'll likely turn into a Star Wars ship =P

[TwoBitWriter]

If I write it, it'll likely turn into a Star Wars ship =P

And the problem with that would be....?

[Mordokai]

If I write it, it'll likely turn into a Star Wars ship =P

That's actually something I would like to see.

[RabbitHoleLost]

That's actually something I would like to see.

OMG, I've got it.
:: goes off to write maniacally::

[Mordokai]

*pets*

That's a good little maniac

[TwoBitWriter]

I'm trying to think of a good ship to return with...

Hmm... I've been reading A Song of Ice and Fire lately...

[RabbitHoleLost]

Do something short and awesome, Twobi, just to get yourself back into it.
As for my ship at hand, I might even make it a part of a series.
Hm.

[Cristo Meyers]

What's this? Mordy wrote yet another ship with himself in main role? And this time he didn't even made himself look like an ass? Le gasp! This cannot be! Lynch the bastard!

After that, read his newest creation and laught... or cry, whatever suits you more

They can't all be bad!

Je Dit Viola/Mordokai(With Mi'ir(Cristo Meyers) mentioned)

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This wasn't a good day for Mordokai. They were short on funds, The Order hasn't gotten back to him about his question yet and he was getting restless about it... and to top it all, Mi'ir was getting tiresome as well. While the bard didn't share his restlessness, he was, never the less, growing tired and bored. This wasn't even a village... more of a hamlet, really. And as such, there wasn't much to do. Sure, the local ladies were all too happy to throw themselves at him, whether because of his voice or because his looks. It was a futile effort and Mordokai knew it, but he wouldn't say anything. It would be downright cruel to shatter the women dreams like that. Besides, he was getting no small amount of pleasure while watching the bard squirm his way out of potential suitors.

“I swear on Sune's name Mi'ir... stop it, or I'll make you.“

It was a lousy threat and he soon grew to regret it, as Mi'ir went into another tirade. He could be such a drama queen...

“Fine then, I'll just remove myself. I hope when I get back you'll behave a little more rational.“

He went to the door and opened it, stepping out of the room. It was only a short walk down the steps and soon he was breathing the fresh night air. It was obvious there would be no staying at the inn tonight. He decided to check on the competition, see what's on the menu. A short walk would do him good and a change of company wouldn't hurt either. After a quick pace, he was standing in the front of the inn, checking on how much gold he has left. Should be enough for a decent dinner and a pitcher of beer. After that, Mi'ir would hopefully be fast asleep already and he could go back in peace.

He sat down in the common room and waited for the serving boy to gather his order. The inn was a pleasant one, if a little small. Obviously it catered to different clientele that his regular one. What was weird was that, even if this inn looked distinctly worse for the wear, there were way more people than Mordokai ever remembered seeing it in the inn he and Mi'ir were staying at the moment. He was just about to start eating, when the innkeeper appeared before the crowd. The conversation immediately stopped, as if everybody was waiting for something.

“Ladies and gentleman, it is a pleasure to see you all again. As per usual, I bid you to stay a little longer and to ensure that, here's my daughter, Viola. Her music will hopefully make the night a little warmer.“

At the sound of this, Mordokai cringed. His distaste for bards was a public secret. Spending all the time with Mi'ir didn't really do anything to improve that. And here was a female bard? He remembered the time when Mi'ir had... an accident. Those were probably the worst three hours and twenty three minutes of Mordokai's life. He set the cutlery down, ready to pay for the food and be on his way. From the looks of it, he was doomed to wandering the streets tonight. He was just about to pull the coin purse out when she stepped on the podium. He quickly put the purse back in the pocket and sat back down.

She was a beauty. Short brown hair, blue eyes, long legs in a short skirt... and suddenly he wasn't feeling hungry anymore, but this time, for all another reason. As she started singing, he was like enthralled by her voice, not being able to look anywhere else. If he would look around himself, he would notice the other patrons pointing at him and smirking. It's not like he would care, but from the looks of, he was the only one acting like he never saw a woman before. As he would later learn, that was a common occurrence with new guests.

The hour was late and most of people already left when Viola finally stopped singing. She gave him a wink and disappeared. It was only then that Mordokai noticed how late it was. Probably too late to get back to the inn and get to sleep.

“Great, just great... now what am I supposed to do?“

The dinner was in front of him, same as when he started. He didn't touched it all night and it was already cold. He quickly drank a beer and pondered a little. From the looks of it, he would have to spend a night here.

“Certainly sir, we have rooms left.“

Luckily for Mordokai, he didn't even had to pay for it. Something about having an honest face, innkeeper said. And before long, he was in his new room. It wasn't as cosy as his regular one, but the bed looked comfortable and there was a pitcher of cold water to wash the dirt of his face. Taking his shirt down, he dipped his face in the water, washing some sleep away. It was at that time he heard a knock on the door.

Who could it be at this ungodly hour?

Opening the door, his jaw almost fell to the ground, as he saw Viola in the night gown, standing right in front of him.

“Viola! Why... what... what are you doing here?“

“I thought I'd check on great paladin, sir Mordokai myself. Wouldn't want you to leave with bad memories, would we now?“

This came as a big surprise. Nobody was supposed to know who he was. He was on a mission of secrecy. How could this girl found out his identity so easily?

“How do you know who I am?“

She smiled sweetly.

“You're a legend and I'm a bard. It's my job to know about legends.“

“Is that so? And what do these legends say about me?“

“That you're a great fighter for justice. That you have a soft spot for pretty ladies. That you hate bards with passion.“

She laughed as his cheeks turned deep red.

“So what, did you came here to make fun of me?“

“I came here to check if the second part is true.“

And with that, the night gown fell of her shoulders. After a second it took him to gather himself, the paladin only smiled, as he stood aside and let the innkeepers daughter in his room.

From that moment on, his hate for bards has abated somewhat. Anytime that Mi'ir would start bothering him, his eyes glazed and he started smiling goofily.

It made Mi'ir very uneasy.

"Stop it or I'll make you?"

Wait, that was a threat?

You should know better.

...and it was closer to 3 weeks and much less pleasant on my end.

[Mordokai]

There are worse thing to incur upon your persona, so shut up and sit down. I'm feeling bitchy today and you just might meet the sharp end of the stick if you continue prodding

[Cristo Meyers]

There are worse thing to incur upon your persona, so shut up and sit down. I'm feeling bitchy today and you just might meet the sharp end of the stick if you continue prodding

*sigh*

You always did talk big...

[Mordokai]

You wound me with your words where your weapons cannot.

[Cristo Meyers]

You wound me with your words where your weapons cannot.

You know I love you...

...well, having you around, anyway. Things are just so dull otherwise.

[Mordokai]

Yeah... nevermind there are times when I want to pulverize you.

[RabbitHoleLost]

Yeah... nevermind there are times when I want to pulverize you.

I'd pay to watch you pulverize him.
All...night...long...

I'm going to go wash my mouth out with Comet.
BAI.

[Mordokai]

Wash your mind too. And when you're over, come wash mine as well

And I don't want to hear a word about hypocrisy

[Reinholdt]

Wash your mind too. And when you're over, come wash mine as well

And I don't want to hear a word about hypocrisy

...
...
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Hypocrite...s exist.
There. Two words.
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*flees*

[Cristo Meyers]

Wash your mind too. And when you're over, come wash mine as well

And I don't want to hear a word about hypocrisy

Oh you big wuss. There was a time when this was standard for us.

[Mordokai]

...
...
...
Hypocrite...s exist.
There. Two words.
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*flees*

See! Now you're asking for it!

Oh you big wuss. There was a time when this was standard for us.

Yeah, well... I got soft. Not spending enough time snarking with you, I think.

I need to get in shape again.

[Reinholdt]

See! Now you're asking for it!

Lies! See! Running from it! Run away little kitty! Run away!
*hides somewhere*

[Mordokai]

Sooooo many ideas for ships... too bad I'm too lazy to write any of them.

[RabbitHoleLost]

Yeah, well... I got soft. Not spending enough time snarking with you, I think.

O.<
I will not say dirty, bad thing. I will not say dirty, bad things. I will not say...