A fairy had been the first thing Id encountered when I arrived in this world. It was small and looked a bit like Tinkerbell, how youd expect a fairy to look. Until it opened its mouth and revealed its piranha teeth.
The won who arrived in the small village pretending to be priestesses of the One True God (but were in fact flunkies for Joshaya or so we were told) were also fairies. Bigger and more naked, but without the wings.
Now, apparently, Richina was yet another type of fairy. At this rate, Id be able to put together my own compendium of fairies from around the world.
I swung my sword and hit Laney on the arm with the flat side of the wooden blade. Get off her.
Initially, my swing was aid at her butt, which was sticking up as she wrestled to keep Richina on the bed, but luckily I ca to my senses. A sharp smack on the bum was likely to give her completely the wrong idea, and I would rather not have to deal with a Laney that was both bra-less and aroused.
As it was, the tap on her arm made her eyes flare with interest as she looked over her shoulder at . I took an involuntary step back, ready to defend my manhood from attack.
We have to kill it, she said, as though the sooner we got rid of Richina, the sooner we could get down to other business.
We cant kill her, itll send her back to Arthur or Peter or Joshaya whoever the fuck shes working for. Have you not been paying attention?
She could be forgiven for losing track, it was hard to know whose side anyone was on not mine seed to be the only consistent answer. But Richina, whatever variant of fairy she was, had already shown she couldnt be killed, at least not in the normal way. I had yet to try coming at her with a fly swatter.
We still need to Laney, like most people, insisted on her point being right despite the facts.
I gave Laney a sharp knock on the top of her red-crowned head to cut off her blabbing and of course regretted it when she gave an intensely violent look that suggested she was about to let go of Richina and mount instead. See? I could make mistakes. One day I hoped to not only acknowledge them, but also learn to stop repeating them.
Just get off her. You, too, I said to Biadet. She looked terrible, but she had still leapt into the fray when required. It was the sort of selfless act you could easily be fooled by. Not that it wasnt a sign of her good intentions, but that didnt an she would do the sa in other circumstances. If the fairy on the bed had been Peter, she might not have co to the rescue quite so readily.
Biadet gave a doubtful look, and then lifted the pillow off Richinas face. She looked flushed and a bit dizzy. I didnt trust any of these won, all a bunch of freaks if you ask . I prefer a woman to act demure and graceful, like wait, give a mont, Ill think of soone.
Biadet backed away, wobbling like she might fall down.
Are you sure you dont want to heal you? I asked her. She shook her head, and then put her hand against the cabin wall to steady herself.
Damicar, can you I only then saw where Damicar was. He was standing in front of Flossie and Dudley, arms spread out to protect them from any flying viscera, or maybe even from dynamite and laser beams. I didnt know what he thought he was doing, to be honest with you, and the wincing expression on his half-turned away face suggested he didnt either, but it was ant well.
Flossie was probably stronger than anyone here, and Dudley was no slouch, at least when it ca to keeping his bird safe, but they both seed okay with being shielded by the ships cook. I think they were impressed by his attitude, probably thinking about offering him a position in the grotto B&B business they were planning.
Again, dont be fooled. Just because he stepped up to the plate this ti, didnt an he could be counted on to do the sa every ti. Character is not as inflexible as movies would have you believe. Its not that hard to take off a white hat and try on a fedora. Evil is only a matter of mood and timing.
Damicar, do you think you could get us so food? I think this lot could use a bit of refuelling. Biadet at least might be able to stand up straight if she got so protein in her not a euphemism. Not that Id ever seen her eat anything. I assud she didnt subsist on starlight and solar winds.
Damicar lowered his arms, looking a little embarrassed, and nodded. He quickly left, not really liking the feeling of being the montary hero, which only made like him more.
Flossie was grinning with her eyes glinting. Did yo hear him? He said Ahll protect you, and jumped in front of us.
Good man, said Dudley. So people are easily impressed. And so people overlook true bravery. But not those two.
Richina had managed to stop gasping for air and slowly rose off the bed, hovering in the air. I took a step forward and cut off her wings.
Now, it might seem a little cruel to cut a fairys wings off judging by Richinas howl, she certainly thought so but in my defence, fuck her.
The wings ca off in single slices, one on either side. The floated down onto the bed, curling up as the fell, still glowing with a faint light, beautiful in their diaphanous splendour.
You piece of shit! scread Richina as she fell sowhat less gracefully. Ruined the mont completely.
Very good, said Laney through a vicious smirk, her eyes taking notes. The one thing she enjoyed more than a firm hand on the tiller was being taught a lesson in advanced malice.
There was no blood, by the way. Fairies were like flies, they didnt bleed when you pulled off their wings dont ask how I know. Richina got to her knees, wingless, ready to accuse of war cris and reporting to the UN.
Give it a rest, Richina. Im not in the mood for your aningless threats. Soone tie her up.
Treating an angry person dismissively is hardly going to endear you to them, but then I had the advantage of still holding the doll Mrs Somya had made. Richina was contractually obligated to do what she was told.
How far could I take it? Would she be forced to follow my orders no matter how abusive? Lucky for her, I was not the sort of person who enjoyed tornting people in my power. Maybe one day
Please, said Richina, her voice strained and fighting to get out from behind her lips. Im sorry. Let go and I wont bother you again, I promise.
Sorry is a strange word. We all know what it ans, obviously, but rarely is it used the way youd hope. A genuine, all-encompassing apology thats sincere and without caveat or excuse is a rare creature. Already extinct, Id say, but you never know, there might be one hiding in a loch in Scotland.
There should really be a bunch of different words for sorry to cover the different circumstances, the way Eskimos have fifty words for snow. Sorry, the OG, should only be used when a person wholly accepts responsibility for their actions (so hardly fucking ever), and the rest would cover all the other disingenuous shit people think they can get away with by saying sorry when theyve been caught red-handed.
Im sharry you think that.
Im sooray you had to find out this way.
Were swoffry for the delay.
How much better would it be if the apology reflected how the person actually felt about being exposed as a giant douche? We would both know where we stood, then.
We can co to an understanding. We can find common ground. And then her dress fell off.
I an, okay, sex is a key part of the feminine arsenal, but we were in a crowded room with plenty of won who werent going to put up with this kind of nonsense, including . Wait, that didnt co out right.
Are you trying to seduce ? It was hard not to laugh. Dont get wrong, she was an attractive girl with all the bits in the rights places, but theres nothing as unarousing for a bloke (yes, Im calling myself a bloke) than a deliberate attempt to dangle sex as bait. Put your knickers back on, were about to have sothing to eat. I hope it isnt scampi.
I might be the type who gets flustered when a woman starts breastfeeding in front of , but thats normal. Nothing against breastfeeding in public, its just hard to know where Im supposed to look without coming off as a perv. But nothing chills the prude in like a manipulative pair of knockers.
I said I was sorry. Richina didnt seem to understand why soone wouldnt take what was on offer.
And I dont accept your apology. I wasnt even clear on what she was sorry for. It didnt matter, it wasnt sincere whatever it was for. I threw the doll on the floor, Richina slamd into the bed again. I thought soone was going to tie her up. Honestly, you just cant get the staff these days.
Laney grabbed so sheets an began ripping them into strips with her bare hands, which was impressive in itself. Dudley made to help hold naked Richina down, thought better of it and left it to people who were better suited and less well equipped for such matters.
Flossie pinned Richina to the bed with her foot on her neck and Laney tied her to the bedposts. At least the sheet strips covered most of her body. Its a wonderful thing, the female form, but people will insist on using it for evil.
Damicar returned with a bunch of sailors carrying trays. They ca in, gave the scene a look of astonishnt and a look of wonder, left the trays and went back out, all in a fluid motion.
Here I was surrounded by won, all ages, all states of undress, every guys dream, right? They say dont knock it till you try it, but I have and I can assure you, by then its far too late.
Now that we had food, we ignored the fairy and focused on the array of delights Damicar had whipped up. I couldnt tell you what any of it was, other than delicious.
So, how did you turn into a dragon? I thought I might as well get so of the necessary explanations out of the way while I was doing sothing actually useful.
It were awful, said Flossie, tears in her eyes and eating steadily. Ah dont know if yo really want to know. Its a little bit sexual. It started when Dudleys penis started to go all scaly. She looked at Dudley who went beetroot red.
I had experienced many horrific things in my ti in this world, yet sohow the thought of hearing how Flossie got fucked into being a dragon by Dudleys scaly dick filled with more dread than anything that had co before. Maybe I was overreacting. Dont knock it till you try it, right?
Okay, I said, maybe well save that story for another ti. Perhaps there was a detail in her tale that would reveal so weakness in the enemy I could exploit I decided it was worth the risk to miss out on the lizard erotica. Can you call your dragons now?
Were too far away. Maybe if we get closer to land.
You can get them back from Claire?
Flossie gave a shrug and a smile. I guess that was about as much as I could hope for.
People were happy enough to stuff their faces, throwing complints at Damicar at every opportunity. He didnt seem to react to the praise, but if anyone asked him how sothing was made or what was in it, watch out. He would get all enthused and excited, rattling off recipes and detailed instructions. Maurice would have taken notes.
I finished first, never one to waste ti enjoying the taste of things, and took a closer look at Richinas wings, unfurling them they were bigger than the cabin. She was bound to the bed and firmly gagged, as was her doll. Cant be too careful.
The wings felt alive and like they were ready to take off. There was still light coming off them, and the part where theyd been cut seed like it could just be stuck back on.
Could they be attached to soone else? I could use a pair of wings to get out and about. I tried putting them on my shoulders, to see if they suited . Giant, luminescent butterfly wings, no reason I couldnt pull off that look.
Looks a bit gay, said Flossie, still shovelling food into her unrepentant gob.
Please keep your intolerant views to yourself. So people are so narrow-minded.
Ah think it would look good on a gay guy, she insisted on adding, but yo dont really have the cheekbones to make it work.
What the fuck have my cheekbones got to do with it? It had been nice to see the old crew again, for about five minutes.
Sartorial advice apart, I didnt fancy stapling these things to my back. Plus it would be a bit tricky with being untouchable.
What do you plan to do with them, said a voice in my head. They arent really stable in our hands. Wesley had been quiet since Id left her in my little-selfs care. People often get the idea I am weak and unable to hold on to what I want, and for understandable reasons, but theyre wrong. Im unable to hold onto things that I dont want, because who cares? And it just happens things I dont want covers pretty much everything, so Im always giving control away.
But my mind was still mine, and Id spent a lot of ti in there, even before I ca here. I was honest with myself in there, which made it hard for anyone to make see things their way. Out here, I was cringe, but in there, I was king. Wesley never had a chance once I decided to deny her voting privileges.
Im going to make so modifications. Dont worry, you wont have to stay in there for much longer. Once we get back to Gorgoth, you can go back to where you ca from.
It wasnt ant as a threat, just letting her know she was going to be released. Shed be as free as she was before she t .
I went back up to the deck, the others waiting below. I had so stuff I needed to try, and theyd only get in the way. Which was what I told them, to their offended faces.
The only things I took with were the wings, which hung from my hands like a cloak Liberace would turn down as too ostentatious. There still wasnt any wind, whether because that was just the weather for today or sothing more nefarious, I didnt know. The crew were lounging around, watching . They had heard about my decadent cabin full of nubile won and jumped to all the wrong conclusions. I could tell by their admiring glances.
I placed one wing on each side of the ship and left my body. There are a lot of things I could do with my power that I hadnt even bothered to try, mainly because I hate having to go through the laborious process it requires. Its tedious and fiddly and completely reliant on . Its just a shitty power. Imagine if Superman could fly, but first he had to knit himself a suit out of spaghetti to get himself off the ground.
Sotis, though, I just had to grit my teeth and do it. Which only made less keen the next ti. Practice makes unbearable.
I attached the wings to the boat. Yes, it was dumb, but if it worked, the wings could act as self-propelling sails. And even if they only flapped about in the water, it would still get us moving.
It took a long ti a really long ti but I did it, hating every second.
Once the wings were attached, I returned to my body. For everyone else, no ti had passed. My brain felt like fudge.
Now I just had to work out how to make them work.
A sailor from above us called out a warning. Everyone looked out to sea, where another giant wave was coming towards us. The Council had decided on a rematch, it seed, and we didnt have a dragon. We did have a boat with wings, though.
Co on, I said. Start flapping. I had connected the wings to my hands, but it was a bit of a botch job. They were more tied on than implanted. Lezzgo! I shook my hands like I was holding reins.
The wings stretched out, extending on either side, and then they fell, flopping into the water. We couldnt outrun the wave with normal rowing power, but maybe the wings could produce a doggy paddle of incredible speed.
Will you fucking flap you fuckers! I shouted.
The ship shuddered and rose into the air. We floated up into the sky, over the wave, the wings filled with light, stretching out on either side. Welco to Fairy Airways. Im Colin, fly .
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