>> Monday, June 1, 2009
Where we left off
Time: Present day
"What're you doing? Leander asked angrily. "He can't speak. He probably can't even understand you!"
The hulking creature turned only his head towards Leander as he growed a retort. "I can speak. Best for you if you don't right now."
Amberle still sat on the ground in utter confusion of the scene before her. The creature tried to take a step towards her, but Henry stepped between them again. "You are going to frighten her. She didn't know. They never told her."
Amberle stood up slowly, brushing the dirt that stuck to her pants.
"Then why am I not here if not for her?" He glowered at Henry. Amberle only had to catch a glimpse of his red eyes to see how they burned like embers of a dying campfire.
Henry stood his ground. "I have come to ask for your help-- for her as well as those who have accepted and adopted her."
"Those sims are in trouble?" Amberle couldn't help noting the tone in his voice. She could almost think he sounded concerned, but she knew nothing of the man and decided she must be reading too much into it.
"A war is brewing. Just as I have woken up, so have others. They want the world of old when we ruled the world."
"'We?' Who's 'we?'" Amberle looked at Henry.
It was Leander who answered her. "The supernaturals-- like him." Amberle could sense that Leander crossing his arms and scowling unattractively. "The civilized elves already have their eye on it. Why do you think I'm here?"
"Wait a minute," Amberle thought back to their last meeting as she turned to face him. "You said you were here to check out the sim settlement for the council."
Leander dropped his scowl when he glanced at her with his large green eyes. "I just figured war with supernatural creatures would be worse than simply getting kicked out again."
Amberle felt she could hit him. "And you!" She said as she turned on Henry. "Why didn't you mention this to me before instead of carting me around and plopping me down in the forest? How can we even trust you? You're a vampire; why would you want to even stop something like that from happening?"
He looked at her steadily, but there was a flicker of sadness that only she would catch. "I have my reasons."
I've been cleaning through my downloads folder recently. The other day, I spent time downloading new and old hacks for my game. SO I think that is what prompted my Henry and Amberle dream.
It was very odd, but it matched my color scheme of these darker pictures. And all I can remember thinking at the end was, "Aw! Don't be a bad guy, Henry!" He must've done something very bad. O_O
Wednesday, another piece to the puzzle.