Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~COMPLETED 7/31/02
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 45 added 7/03/02
I just started this, but it looks great! The first page has me hooked, now I've got to find out what happens, so I'll definitely be reading the rest as soon as I've got a little sleep! <p><center><img src=http://users.aol.com/isndbreeze/skysymb ... r><b><font color=gold>Gerry<Br>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -<Br>Hopeless Candy-Coated, Stargazing, <u>Dreamer</u>!<Br>- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -</font></b></center></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 45 added 7/03/02
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 46 added 7/05/02
Part 46
Isabelle walked slowly past the apartment that she and Jesse used to share. She paused to stand underneath a tree and watched as a man a carrying a gym bag exited the building. As he drew closer, she realized that it was Jesse. Without thought, she started walking several paces behind him. They passed through the residential district where their apartment had been located, but instead of heading toward the downtown area, Jesse instead turned down the street, which led to the cemetery where Alex was buried. Isabelle’s steps faltered, she wasn’t sure if the cemetery was where she wants to go, but with her new found resolve, she pushed her grief for Alex aside and continued to follow Jesse.
Isabelle followed Jesse in horror as he unerringly took a direct path to Alex’s grave. What is he doing here? she wondered to herself. I swear, plan or no plan, if he does anything to Alex’s grave, I’ll kill him where he stands.
Isabelle moved behind a nearby oversized gravestone, which provided her with cover, but still allowed her to see and hear Jesse. The snapping of twigs alerted her that someone else was approaching, and she hunkered down behind the headstone, and tried to still her breathing.
“Jesse, good of you to meet me here,” said a voice. Isabelle was positive she had never heard this voice before, but it sent shivers of fear down her spine.
“You know I’ll do whatever it takes to ensure the success of this mission Dr. Henderson,” replied Jesse.
“I found it rather fitting for us to meet on the grave of Vilondra’s dead lover.”
“No sir, they were never lovers. He was just a stupid boy that she enslaved with her cunning and her guile, like she did to so many others,” Jesse said, his voice devoid of emotion and expression.
This shocking assessment of her character caused Isabelle to cover her mouth with her hand to stifle the small cry that threatened to escape.
“…Much like that insipid Valenti.” Isabelle forced herself to focus, realizing that she just missed something important about Kyle.
“Valenti is nothing,” said the man Jesse called Dr. Henderson. “He is just another pawn in Vilondra’s little game. He is going to die, they all are, so it is no matter to me.”
“Including Vilondra, sir?”
“Yes, I no longer need her, or any of them, and I no longer want her. She is nothing to me. I am here only to destroy them. Once the people know they are dead, I will be able to assume my rightful position as King of Antar.”
Isabelle peered over the headstone, trying to get a look at the man with Jesse. He was a handsome man, with a scar bisecting his left cheek. A lock of his blond hair falls over his forehead, and his eyes, a piercing steel blue caused her to shiver and duck behind the gravestone once again.
“Zan made the mistake of allowing himself to get involved with you stupid simple humans. That alone should prove he could never be a leader. The only thing he did on this backwards planet that could be construed as intelligent was getting rid of that stupid bitch Ava. And Rath as usual is following his King blindly. That man never could think for himself. It’s hard to believe there was a faction that wanted him on the throne. Our world would have been destroyed in no time if that had happened.”
“What about the other humans, sir? What are you going to do with them?” asked Jesse as he silently tapped his fingers on his gym bag.
“They too will die. They’ve caused me to many problems for me to allow them to live. Although, I am toying with the idea of allowing Zan’s wife to live and bringing her back to Antar to be my whore. Now that idea has some merit.”
“As you wish sir. How do you wish to proceed?”
“The men will assemble tonight at our headquarters. There was some concern that the royal simpletons found out we are here, but I’m positive that isn’t so. At first I was concerned to find they had changed themselves back to their original appearances, but I’m sure they have just grown complacent. They think they’re safe here. I must say, I am envious of this ability they have to change their appearances that way. It is a shame we can’t do it as well. It must have something to do with how their powers developed here on Earth.”
“Are there any other differences in their abilities Dr. Henderson?”
“I don’t think so, I’m sure their ability to destroy things tapers off after a short while as does ours. I think it has something to do with the atmosphere of this backwards planet.”
“I know that when Vilondra and I were together, she often complained about that,” said Jesse. “That her powers would weaken after she used them. She was also afraid because other than their ability to make things explode, they had no way to protect themselves.”
“Interesting,” said Henderson. “So, they have no shielding powers? That’s good to know because ours weaken after about five Earth minutes. Good, it won’t take long to kill them. Ramirez, will you stop that incessant fidgeting with that bag of yours! Yours is such an inferior race, you can’t even manage to stand still for any length of time. Very well Ramirez. Let’s leave this place, it’s starting to annoy me.”
Isabelle sat in stunned silence listening to the exchange between the two men. Jesse knows exactly what my powers are, she thought to herself. What all our powers are. Why is he telling that Henderson person differently?
She peeked over the headstone to make sure they were leaving, and she saw Jesse staring intently in her direction. Smothering a gasp, she ducked behind the stone again and waited in fear. After several more minutes pass, she looked again and saw that they had left.
Marshalling her courage, she got up and ran in the opposite direction, back towards town. In her haste to escape the cemetery, she failed to notice a man standing behind a tree observing her.
“Isabelle,” he whispered as his fingers drum silently on the tree beside him.
Isabelle walked slowly past the apartment that she and Jesse used to share. She paused to stand underneath a tree and watched as a man a carrying a gym bag exited the building. As he drew closer, she realized that it was Jesse. Without thought, she started walking several paces behind him. They passed through the residential district where their apartment had been located, but instead of heading toward the downtown area, Jesse instead turned down the street, which led to the cemetery where Alex was buried. Isabelle’s steps faltered, she wasn’t sure if the cemetery was where she wants to go, but with her new found resolve, she pushed her grief for Alex aside and continued to follow Jesse.
Isabelle followed Jesse in horror as he unerringly took a direct path to Alex’s grave. What is he doing here? she wondered to herself. I swear, plan or no plan, if he does anything to Alex’s grave, I’ll kill him where he stands.
Isabelle moved behind a nearby oversized gravestone, which provided her with cover, but still allowed her to see and hear Jesse. The snapping of twigs alerted her that someone else was approaching, and she hunkered down behind the headstone, and tried to still her breathing.
“Jesse, good of you to meet me here,” said a voice. Isabelle was positive she had never heard this voice before, but it sent shivers of fear down her spine.
“You know I’ll do whatever it takes to ensure the success of this mission Dr. Henderson,” replied Jesse.
“I found it rather fitting for us to meet on the grave of Vilondra’s dead lover.”
“No sir, they were never lovers. He was just a stupid boy that she enslaved with her cunning and her guile, like she did to so many others,” Jesse said, his voice devoid of emotion and expression.
This shocking assessment of her character caused Isabelle to cover her mouth with her hand to stifle the small cry that threatened to escape.
“…Much like that insipid Valenti.” Isabelle forced herself to focus, realizing that she just missed something important about Kyle.
“Valenti is nothing,” said the man Jesse called Dr. Henderson. “He is just another pawn in Vilondra’s little game. He is going to die, they all are, so it is no matter to me.”
“Including Vilondra, sir?”
“Yes, I no longer need her, or any of them, and I no longer want her. She is nothing to me. I am here only to destroy them. Once the people know they are dead, I will be able to assume my rightful position as King of Antar.”
Isabelle peered over the headstone, trying to get a look at the man with Jesse. He was a handsome man, with a scar bisecting his left cheek. A lock of his blond hair falls over his forehead, and his eyes, a piercing steel blue caused her to shiver and duck behind the gravestone once again.
“Zan made the mistake of allowing himself to get involved with you stupid simple humans. That alone should prove he could never be a leader. The only thing he did on this backwards planet that could be construed as intelligent was getting rid of that stupid bitch Ava. And Rath as usual is following his King blindly. That man never could think for himself. It’s hard to believe there was a faction that wanted him on the throne. Our world would have been destroyed in no time if that had happened.”
“What about the other humans, sir? What are you going to do with them?” asked Jesse as he silently tapped his fingers on his gym bag.
“They too will die. They’ve caused me to many problems for me to allow them to live. Although, I am toying with the idea of allowing Zan’s wife to live and bringing her back to Antar to be my whore. Now that idea has some merit.”
“As you wish sir. How do you wish to proceed?”
“The men will assemble tonight at our headquarters. There was some concern that the royal simpletons found out we are here, but I’m positive that isn’t so. At first I was concerned to find they had changed themselves back to their original appearances, but I’m sure they have just grown complacent. They think they’re safe here. I must say, I am envious of this ability they have to change their appearances that way. It is a shame we can’t do it as well. It must have something to do with how their powers developed here on Earth.”
“Are there any other differences in their abilities Dr. Henderson?”
“I don’t think so, I’m sure their ability to destroy things tapers off after a short while as does ours. I think it has something to do with the atmosphere of this backwards planet.”
“I know that when Vilondra and I were together, she often complained about that,” said Jesse. “That her powers would weaken after she used them. She was also afraid because other than their ability to make things explode, they had no way to protect themselves.”
“Interesting,” said Henderson. “So, they have no shielding powers? That’s good to know because ours weaken after about five Earth minutes. Good, it won’t take long to kill them. Ramirez, will you stop that incessant fidgeting with that bag of yours! Yours is such an inferior race, you can’t even manage to stand still for any length of time. Very well Ramirez. Let’s leave this place, it’s starting to annoy me.”
Isabelle sat in stunned silence listening to the exchange between the two men. Jesse knows exactly what my powers are, she thought to herself. What all our powers are. Why is he telling that Henderson person differently?
She peeked over the headstone to make sure they were leaving, and she saw Jesse staring intently in her direction. Smothering a gasp, she ducked behind the stone again and waited in fear. After several more minutes pass, she looked again and saw that they had left.
Marshalling her courage, she got up and ran in the opposite direction, back towards town. In her haste to escape the cemetery, she failed to notice a man standing behind a tree observing her.
“Isabelle,” he whispered as his fingers drum silently on the tree beside him.
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 46 added 7/05/02
awsome story. i can't wait to read the next part <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 46 added 7/05/02
<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> Tracie</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> here I was all set to hate Jesse and the poor guy is under Khivars control <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :( --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /frown.gif ALT=":("><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br>I'm impressed that he's trying to fight it and protect Isabel <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :thumbsup --><img src=http://216.40.201.38/otn/ez/pi_thumbsup.gif ALT=":thumbsup"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br>Khivars want to keep Liz...........some how I don't think Max is gonna let him get his grubby little paws on his wife!!! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START ;) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START ;) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START ;) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br>MORE! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><center>******************************</center><center><img src=http://www.fortunecity.com/victorian/st ... r><b><FONT COLOR="FF6600">THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!</b><img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r><b><FONT COLOR="FF3399">ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</b></center><center><b><FONT COLOR="FFFF00">ZAN IS DA MAN</b><center><b><FONT COLOR="0000FF">Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</b></center><center><i><FONT COLOR="FF000">If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</i></center></p><i></i>
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WOW!!!
Yesterday afternoon I read five and a half pages of this thread and just now finished it. (what you have up here, anyway) Tracie, I'm in AWE of your storytelling abilities!<br><br>So many parts of this have had me gasping in shock, stunned immobile and speechless, sad and sniffling and/or had me laughing so hard I couldn't see for the tears in my eyes. Kudos! *applauding*<br><br>This fic is NOT lacking in the idea department at all, have no fear. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> I'm really looking forward to reading more of it too. Please don't keep us waiting long?<br> <p></p><i></i>
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Yaaay! I was away for July 4th but now I was able to catch up! I'm still loving this fic! I was agreeing with Michael, I would have been upset with Kyle b/c I would have wanted to help with knocking Jesse around lol. Now that I know that Jesse might not be all bad, I feel a little bad for him. But! I'm not so sure I'm okay with him again....I was all ready to hate him forever b/c I never really liked him in the first place <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START ;) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>Anyway....keep up your great writing! I don't know how you do it. Somehow you get out these great chapters to us frequently. I love you for it! :D<br><br>-Lauren <p><br><br><br><center>---------------------------------------------------------<br><img src="http://www.oddworldz.com/roswell/pic/su ... ren~<br><a href="http://www.angelfire.com/poetry/blossom ... tml">Click here and Check Out My New Site!</a></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 47 added 7/08/02
Part 47
“Ramirez, stop skulking behind trees, and lets get a move on,” said Henderson walking back towards Jesse who was watching Isabelle leave.
“Yes Dr. Henderson, I’m sorry sir,” answered Jesse, woodenly.
“And will you stop calling my by that ridiculous Earth name. Vilondra’s gone, and there is nobody here that we need to worry about. Call my by my true and royal name.”
“Yes, Kivar, I’m sorry,” answered Jesse.
“Do you think my beautiful and witless Vilondra believed our performance?”
“Yes Kivar, I know she did. And now she’s running to let the others know that they are still safe for now. Allowing her to think we were unaware of them was perfect.”
“There stupidity, along with their underdeveloped powers will be their undoing,” said Kivar. “I will destroy them all.”
“What’s next sir?” Jesse asked in a toneless voice.
“Why, we set our trap of course, and deliver them to Antar to be executed publicly. That will prevent any other usurpers from coming forth. Come, let us return to town.”
“Yes Kivar,” said Jesse, tapping his fingers against his let as he struggled to overcome the powerful mind warp Kivar had him under. It was hard, so hard, and several times, he found himself succumbing to the powers of Kivar’s mind, but his love for Isabelle was so much stronger. He would hold out. He had to; he would do anything to save her.
** * ** * **
Isabelle rushed into the CrashDown, looking for someone, anyone who could help her make sense of what she had just seen and heard. Maria and Liz ere sitting at a booth, eating, and she rushed over and joined them.
“Isabelle, what’s wrong?” asked Maria.
“Jesse,” gasped Isabelle.
“Jesse? He’s following you, he found you?” Maria babbled.
“Maria, shut up, and give her a chance to answer,” said Liz.
“He-He’s not working against us,” Isabelle managed to get out, in between gasps of air.
“What do you mean Isabelle? How do you know?” Liz asked the other girl, gently.
“I was at our old apartment, when Jesse walked out, I followed him to the cemetery, to Alex’s grave. I hid behind another headstone, and after a few minutes, another guy showed up.”
“Who was the other guy Isabelle, have you seen him before?” asked Maria.
“I don’t know, his name was Henderson, he was really good looking, with blue eyes, and a scar.”
“A scar on his left cheek,” Liz interrupted, softly.
“Yeah, how did you know?” asked Isabelle with a puzzled look on her face.
“He was my boss at the last hospital I worked in,” said Liz. “I can’t believe it. All that time, and I never knew.”
“Well, he may be calling himself Henderson, but I think he’s Kivar,” says Isabelle. “Look, none of this is important right now. We need to get everybody together and figure out a way to rescue Jesse.”
“Look Isabelle, I know you aren’t going to want to hear this, but I don’t think that’s such a great idea. Did it ever occur to you that the whole thing was a set up?” said Maria.
“It’s not a set up Maria; I know it isn’t. Jesse’s my husband; we have to save him. Would you even think about saying that if it were Michael? No, you’d be whining and nagging until we did something about it.”
Maria looks at Isabelle, and her eyes filled up with tears. “I can’t believe you would even say that. God Isabelle, will you ever realize the world does NOT revolve around you,” Maria cried. She grabbed her purse and ran out of the café, tears streaming down her face.
“Damn, I didn’t mean that,” Isabelle said, looking at Liz.
“No, I think you did mean to say it,” Liz said, reasonably. “It wasn’t the best thing to say, and it sure wasn’t tactful, but you did mean to say it.”
“What, do you all think I’m an unreasonable bitch?”
“No Isabelle, that’s not what I’m saying at all. You’ve been under a huge amount of stress and strain. You’ve been betrayed by the one person you thought would never do anything to hurt you, and now there’s a chance that you weren’t betrayed at all. I’d say you were about due for an explosion.”
“God Liz, are you always so damn logical?” Isabelle asked with a hysterical giggle.
“Oh yeah, me and Mr. Spock. Seriously though you should have seen the fight Max and I had the other day up in my room. We both said some things I thought we’d never say to each other. Don’t worry, we’ll work this out, we always do,” said Liz reaching out to take her sister-in-law’s hand. As she did, the door to the CrashDown opened and in stormed Michael Guerin, followed closely by Max and Kyle.
“What the hell did you do to Maria, Isabelle?” he snapped in a rage.
Isabelle looks at Liz and drew a breath. “I said some rude and hateful things, and I need to find her and apologize. Is she outside?”
“Uh, yeah,” said a deflated Michael. “She’s at one of the outside tables.”
Isabelle excused herself and headed outside to Maria while the others arranged themselves around the table.
“Liz, do you know what happened?” asks Michael.
“A little,” she said and proceeded to fill them in on the details she does know. Max and Michael began to make tentative plans, while Kyle sat silently with a sad look on his face.
“You ok?” Liz whispered under her breath.
“Yeah,” Kyle said. “I hope for Isabelle’s sake, she’s right. I’d hate to see her hurt again. Her happiness is what matters to me.”
“But Kyle, I thought,” Liz began.
“I know what you thought, but I knew a long time ago, that Isabelle would never see me as anything other than a friend. I accepted that. Her friendship is very important, she’s very important. I would do anything to keep her safe and happy.”
“Kyle Valenti, you are a wonderful person, did you know that?”
“Yeah, so I’ve been told,” Kyle said with a slight smile, as Isabelle and Maria walk back to the table. “So, are you ladies ok, or are we going to get our own personal and private episode of GLOW?”
“Glow?” questioned Liz with a slight frown.
“Glorious Women of Wrestling,” chorus Maria, Isabelle, Michael and Kyle.
“No, I apologized to Maria, I was wrong,” said Isabelle, simply.
“I was wrong too, if Jesse’s in danger, we have to rescue him,” added Maria. “So how do we do it?”
“We don’t,” said Max, as the others turned to stare at him.
“Ramirez, stop skulking behind trees, and lets get a move on,” said Henderson walking back towards Jesse who was watching Isabelle leave.
“Yes Dr. Henderson, I’m sorry sir,” answered Jesse, woodenly.
“And will you stop calling my by that ridiculous Earth name. Vilondra’s gone, and there is nobody here that we need to worry about. Call my by my true and royal name.”
“Yes, Kivar, I’m sorry,” answered Jesse.
“Do you think my beautiful and witless Vilondra believed our performance?”
“Yes Kivar, I know she did. And now she’s running to let the others know that they are still safe for now. Allowing her to think we were unaware of them was perfect.”
“There stupidity, along with their underdeveloped powers will be their undoing,” said Kivar. “I will destroy them all.”
“What’s next sir?” Jesse asked in a toneless voice.
“Why, we set our trap of course, and deliver them to Antar to be executed publicly. That will prevent any other usurpers from coming forth. Come, let us return to town.”
“Yes Kivar,” said Jesse, tapping his fingers against his let as he struggled to overcome the powerful mind warp Kivar had him under. It was hard, so hard, and several times, he found himself succumbing to the powers of Kivar’s mind, but his love for Isabelle was so much stronger. He would hold out. He had to; he would do anything to save her.
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Isabelle rushed into the CrashDown, looking for someone, anyone who could help her make sense of what she had just seen and heard. Maria and Liz ere sitting at a booth, eating, and she rushed over and joined them.
“Isabelle, what’s wrong?” asked Maria.
“Jesse,” gasped Isabelle.
“Jesse? He’s following you, he found you?” Maria babbled.
“Maria, shut up, and give her a chance to answer,” said Liz.
“He-He’s not working against us,” Isabelle managed to get out, in between gasps of air.
“What do you mean Isabelle? How do you know?” Liz asked the other girl, gently.
“I was at our old apartment, when Jesse walked out, I followed him to the cemetery, to Alex’s grave. I hid behind another headstone, and after a few minutes, another guy showed up.”
“Who was the other guy Isabelle, have you seen him before?” asked Maria.
“I don’t know, his name was Henderson, he was really good looking, with blue eyes, and a scar.”
“A scar on his left cheek,” Liz interrupted, softly.
“Yeah, how did you know?” asked Isabelle with a puzzled look on her face.
“He was my boss at the last hospital I worked in,” said Liz. “I can’t believe it. All that time, and I never knew.”
“Well, he may be calling himself Henderson, but I think he’s Kivar,” says Isabelle. “Look, none of this is important right now. We need to get everybody together and figure out a way to rescue Jesse.”
“Look Isabelle, I know you aren’t going to want to hear this, but I don’t think that’s such a great idea. Did it ever occur to you that the whole thing was a set up?” said Maria.
“It’s not a set up Maria; I know it isn’t. Jesse’s my husband; we have to save him. Would you even think about saying that if it were Michael? No, you’d be whining and nagging until we did something about it.”
Maria looks at Isabelle, and her eyes filled up with tears. “I can’t believe you would even say that. God Isabelle, will you ever realize the world does NOT revolve around you,” Maria cried. She grabbed her purse and ran out of the café, tears streaming down her face.
“Damn, I didn’t mean that,” Isabelle said, looking at Liz.
“No, I think you did mean to say it,” Liz said, reasonably. “It wasn’t the best thing to say, and it sure wasn’t tactful, but you did mean to say it.”
“What, do you all think I’m an unreasonable bitch?”
“No Isabelle, that’s not what I’m saying at all. You’ve been under a huge amount of stress and strain. You’ve been betrayed by the one person you thought would never do anything to hurt you, and now there’s a chance that you weren’t betrayed at all. I’d say you were about due for an explosion.”
“God Liz, are you always so damn logical?” Isabelle asked with a hysterical giggle.
“Oh yeah, me and Mr. Spock. Seriously though you should have seen the fight Max and I had the other day up in my room. We both said some things I thought we’d never say to each other. Don’t worry, we’ll work this out, we always do,” said Liz reaching out to take her sister-in-law’s hand. As she did, the door to the CrashDown opened and in stormed Michael Guerin, followed closely by Max and Kyle.
“What the hell did you do to Maria, Isabelle?” he snapped in a rage.
Isabelle looks at Liz and drew a breath. “I said some rude and hateful things, and I need to find her and apologize. Is she outside?”
“Uh, yeah,” said a deflated Michael. “She’s at one of the outside tables.”
Isabelle excused herself and headed outside to Maria while the others arranged themselves around the table.
“Liz, do you know what happened?” asks Michael.
“A little,” she said and proceeded to fill them in on the details she does know. Max and Michael began to make tentative plans, while Kyle sat silently with a sad look on his face.
“You ok?” Liz whispered under her breath.
“Yeah,” Kyle said. “I hope for Isabelle’s sake, she’s right. I’d hate to see her hurt again. Her happiness is what matters to me.”
“But Kyle, I thought,” Liz began.
“I know what you thought, but I knew a long time ago, that Isabelle would never see me as anything other than a friend. I accepted that. Her friendship is very important, she’s very important. I would do anything to keep her safe and happy.”
“Kyle Valenti, you are a wonderful person, did you know that?”
“Yeah, so I’ve been told,” Kyle said with a slight smile, as Isabelle and Maria walk back to the table. “So, are you ladies ok, or are we going to get our own personal and private episode of GLOW?”
“Glow?” questioned Liz with a slight frown.
“Glorious Women of Wrestling,” chorus Maria, Isabelle, Michael and Kyle.
“No, I apologized to Maria, I was wrong,” said Isabelle, simply.
“I was wrong too, if Jesse’s in danger, we have to rescue him,” added Maria. “So how do we do it?”
“We don’t,” said Max, as the others turned to stare at him.
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 47 added 7/08/02
???? Huh!!!<br>OK so Jesse is a good guy.............but it was a set up by Khivar..........Right? <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> Tracie</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> lovin this <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :grin --><img src=http://216.40.201.38/contrib/corky/smilies10.gif ALT=":grin"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> So Max isn't up for a rescue attempt??? <p><center>******************************</center><center><img src=http://www.fortunecity.com/victorian/st ... r><b><FONT COLOR="FF6600">THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!</b><img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r><b><FONT COLOR="FF3399">ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</b></center><center><b><FONT COLOR="FFFF00">ZAN IS DA MAN</b><center><b><FONT COLOR="0000FF">Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</b></center><center><i><FONT COLOR="FF000">If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</i></center></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 47 added 7/08/02
Quite honestly Zoe, I don't know why Max said that. Hopefully, I know before I start my next part <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>Hi little Zara, are you being good for your mummy? <p><I><center>Margo is a Super ORB!</i></center><b><center><center><font color=#FFFFCC>It all started with a boy, a girl and a silver handprint.<font color =#CCCCCC><center><i>Countess Majiklmoon Mistress and keeper of the tunes</i></center></color~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br><a href=http://pub84.ezboard.com/bmajiklmoonsrealm><img src=http://members.aol.com/majiklmoon/image ... 2a.gif></a> </p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 47 added 7/08/02
<!--EZCODE EMOTICON START ;) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START ;) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START ;) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> Tracie</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> I see you have no control over your characters!!! Max is just being Max............Right!!! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><center>******************************</center><center><img src=http://www.fortunecity.com/victorian/st ... r><b><FONT COLOR="FF6600">THE UK 'ORBIT' HAS LANDED!!!</b><img src=http://www.data-techniques.net/cwm/otn/ ... r><b><FONT COLOR="FF3399">ZARA ISABEL MARCH 8TH 2002</b></center><center><b><FONT COLOR="FFFF00">ZAN IS DA MAN</b><center><b><FONT COLOR="0000FF">Hoo= PIC!!Blue= Cyber Mum</b></center><center><i><FONT COLOR="FF000">If evolution works, why do mums only have two hands???</i></center></p><i></i>
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roswellkitkat
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 47 added 7/08/02
Tracie, Tracie....come and 'splain Max's statement to us? Does he know something? You must share, by posting another part! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :grin --><img src=http://216.40.201.38/contrib/corky/smilies10.gif ALT=":grin"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p><center>*************<center><font color="DC143C">Roswell on Sci-Fi in 2003.</FONT><center><FONT COLOR="8B0000">Got it?</FONT><CENTER><FONT COLOR="00BFFF">Get it?</FONT><CENTER><FONT COLOR="DAA520">Good!</FONT><center><center><font color="DC143C">I think my muse is broke.</FONT></p><i></i>
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Finally!
I can post!!! You have no idea how aggravated I got this morning when I read this latest part and tried to respond but couldn't. Sheesh!<br><br>Loved it! Was stupid not to see it right away, after reading part 46, that Jesse was being mindwarped, but it's more than that, he's under mind <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><i> control.</i><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> Kivar is EVIL and must <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><b> die!</b><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> The actual being, not just the human body he took over.<br><br>Max probably knows that Kivar knows they'll figure out Jesse is his pawn and try to trap any would be rescuers that come along, right? Tell me Max has a logical reason for sounding like a total meanie, please? *hopeful look* <p></p><i></i>
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Grr to Khivar!
I wonder what Max was thinking. I figure he is just so smart that he knows what's going on. I bet he's got a good reason for not wanting to save Jesse from Khivar's control. I hope you figure out what that good reason is soon Tracie <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>Still loving your great fic!! You've got me hooked!<br><br>-Lauren <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Grr to Khivar!
wow tracie . . some great parts. i especially liked 46. :D<br><br>anyway, can't wait to see how you explain what max said. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START ;) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... s/wink.gif ALT=";)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br> <p><center><i>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</i></center></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 48 added 7/8/02 twice
Part 48
“What do you mean we don’t rescue him?” hissed Isabelle. “Max, he’s my husband.”
“Isabelle, I know, but we can’t just rush right in blindly. I know you think Kivar is warping him, but until we’re certain, we have to play this one close to our chests. For all we know, Jesse really is working for them, and this is all a plan to lure us in.”
“No Max,” said Isabelle, her voice trembling, you’re wrong this time know it. If you won’t help me, I’ll do it myself.” Isabelle walked away from the table and took a seat at the counter. Liz excused herself from the table, shot Max a baleful look and took a seat next to Isabelle and placed a comforting arm on her shoulder.
“Isabelle?” she asked. “Can I speak with you for a second?”
“Not if you’re here to plead my loser brother’s case,” Isabelle answered.
“Look Isabelle, I’m not about to interfere with what’s going on between you and Max. First, because I know I’d be royally peeved if you interfered in an argument between Max and myself, but secondly, I really can see both sides of this. Max was a complete and total ass, and appears to be suffering from a terminal case of foot in mouth disease lately.”
Isabelle gave an undignified snort at the accurate description of her brother and her shoulders relaxed a little as she let down her guard with Liz.
“Max does seem to be opening mouth and inserting foot more often these days,” she agreed with a slight smile.
“Listen, I didn’t even bother talking with Max, and I wouldn’t presume to speak for him, but what I think what he was saying is we can’t walk out of here right now and go rescue Jesse. We need to reconnoiter a little, and see what we can find out. Does that make sense to you.”
Isabelle gave a grudging nod, and Liz decided to continue. “If Jesse is being mind warped, we’ll do whatever we can to get him out Isabelle, you know that. But we do have to make sure that they are controlling him. We still don’t even know the whole story yet. Do you think you can come over and tell us everything again?”
“And again,” continued Isabelle smiling for real now. “If I know anything at all about my control freak brother, he’s going to want to analyze this to death. Yeah, I’ll tell all, but first let’s make him suffer a little bit. Want to split a plate of fries with me?”
While Liz was talking to Isabelle, Maria took the opportunity to blast Max for all she is worth.
“You stupid jerk,” she said punching him on the arm. “What the heck are you doing, telling Isabelle we won’t rescue Jesse? Are you stupid or something?”
“Maria, what are you talking about, you weren’t crazy about the idea either?” said Max, rubbing his shoulder.
“Yeah, but I’m not her brother, d’uh,” she said rolling her eyes. “Think Max, think. Use that kingly brain of yours for once in your life. What did you say to Isabelle? You said NO; we’re not doing anything. Real compassionate of you.”
“I only meant we need to check things out, assess the situation, and then make our move,” Max said in defense of himself.
“Yeah, well, maybe you should say that to Isabelle, and not to me,” Maria said. She climbed out of the booth and joined Liz and Isabelle at the counter. “Hey girlfriends,” she said climbing up on a stool. “Pass the fries please.”
“How’d it go over there?” Liz asked. “Is my dolt of a husband feeling suitably guilty yet?”
“Oh yeah,” said Maria grabbing a fry and dunking it in a pool of catsup. “I learned guilt at the knees of a master. I am valedictorian of the Amy DeLuca School of guilt. Max will be in full grovel mode in about five minutes.”
“Have I ever told you how wonderful you both are?” asked Isabelle.
“No,” both girls answered with alarming promptness, causing Isabelle to look at them, her face flushed.
“We’re kidding Isabelle, relax,” said Maria. “Face it, we’re all wonderful, we have to be to put up with those three bozo’s over there.”
“Speaking of which, Isabelle, how about heading back over there and putting Max out of his misery,” said Liz. “I’d like to have a happy husband tonight.”
“Um chica, if you think it’s his sister’s responsibility to make him happy, then you have a serious problem,” Maria chimed in.
The three girls burst out laughing, and slid off their stools and crossed back over to the booth where the guys were waiting. Max waits until they all squeeze in before turning to Isabelle.
“Iz, I’m sorry, what I was trying to say came out all wrong. Of course we’re going to figure out a way to save Jesse, we just need to be careful.”
“I know Max, now why don’t I tell you exactly what happened, and then we can try and make some plans.”
Isabelle recounted her story time after time, until everyone is sure they could tell the story themselves.
“Look, we’ve been here all day, eating Liz’s folks out of their profits, plus we aren’t exactly keeping a low profile,” said Michael “How about we get some take out, and head back to the cabin. I’m up for Chinese.”
Everyone else nods in agreement, and Liz got up to let her father know what’s going on. She returned in a few minutes with a slight smile on her face.
“Um guys, apparently, Chinese take out is already waiting for us back at the cabin, courtesy of our mothers, and our dads will be joining our strategy session later on.”
“Could someone explain to me how for three years, we kept them totally in the dark, and now, nothing is getting past them?” asked Maria to nobody in particular.
“I don’t know, but it feels kind of nice,” said Max as the group walked outside.
“What do you mean we don’t rescue him?” hissed Isabelle. “Max, he’s my husband.”
“Isabelle, I know, but we can’t just rush right in blindly. I know you think Kivar is warping him, but until we’re certain, we have to play this one close to our chests. For all we know, Jesse really is working for them, and this is all a plan to lure us in.”
“No Max,” said Isabelle, her voice trembling, you’re wrong this time know it. If you won’t help me, I’ll do it myself.” Isabelle walked away from the table and took a seat at the counter. Liz excused herself from the table, shot Max a baleful look and took a seat next to Isabelle and placed a comforting arm on her shoulder.
“Isabelle?” she asked. “Can I speak with you for a second?”
“Not if you’re here to plead my loser brother’s case,” Isabelle answered.
“Look Isabelle, I’m not about to interfere with what’s going on between you and Max. First, because I know I’d be royally peeved if you interfered in an argument between Max and myself, but secondly, I really can see both sides of this. Max was a complete and total ass, and appears to be suffering from a terminal case of foot in mouth disease lately.”
Isabelle gave an undignified snort at the accurate description of her brother and her shoulders relaxed a little as she let down her guard with Liz.
“Max does seem to be opening mouth and inserting foot more often these days,” she agreed with a slight smile.
“Listen, I didn’t even bother talking with Max, and I wouldn’t presume to speak for him, but what I think what he was saying is we can’t walk out of here right now and go rescue Jesse. We need to reconnoiter a little, and see what we can find out. Does that make sense to you.”
Isabelle gave a grudging nod, and Liz decided to continue. “If Jesse is being mind warped, we’ll do whatever we can to get him out Isabelle, you know that. But we do have to make sure that they are controlling him. We still don’t even know the whole story yet. Do you think you can come over and tell us everything again?”
“And again,” continued Isabelle smiling for real now. “If I know anything at all about my control freak brother, he’s going to want to analyze this to death. Yeah, I’ll tell all, but first let’s make him suffer a little bit. Want to split a plate of fries with me?”
While Liz was talking to Isabelle, Maria took the opportunity to blast Max for all she is worth.
“You stupid jerk,” she said punching him on the arm. “What the heck are you doing, telling Isabelle we won’t rescue Jesse? Are you stupid or something?”
“Maria, what are you talking about, you weren’t crazy about the idea either?” said Max, rubbing his shoulder.
“Yeah, but I’m not her brother, d’uh,” she said rolling her eyes. “Think Max, think. Use that kingly brain of yours for once in your life. What did you say to Isabelle? You said NO; we’re not doing anything. Real compassionate of you.”
“I only meant we need to check things out, assess the situation, and then make our move,” Max said in defense of himself.
“Yeah, well, maybe you should say that to Isabelle, and not to me,” Maria said. She climbed out of the booth and joined Liz and Isabelle at the counter. “Hey girlfriends,” she said climbing up on a stool. “Pass the fries please.”
“How’d it go over there?” Liz asked. “Is my dolt of a husband feeling suitably guilty yet?”
“Oh yeah,” said Maria grabbing a fry and dunking it in a pool of catsup. “I learned guilt at the knees of a master. I am valedictorian of the Amy DeLuca School of guilt. Max will be in full grovel mode in about five minutes.”
“Have I ever told you how wonderful you both are?” asked Isabelle.
“No,” both girls answered with alarming promptness, causing Isabelle to look at them, her face flushed.
“We’re kidding Isabelle, relax,” said Maria. “Face it, we’re all wonderful, we have to be to put up with those three bozo’s over there.”
“Speaking of which, Isabelle, how about heading back over there and putting Max out of his misery,” said Liz. “I’d like to have a happy husband tonight.”
“Um chica, if you think it’s his sister’s responsibility to make him happy, then you have a serious problem,” Maria chimed in.
The three girls burst out laughing, and slid off their stools and crossed back over to the booth where the guys were waiting. Max waits until they all squeeze in before turning to Isabelle.
“Iz, I’m sorry, what I was trying to say came out all wrong. Of course we’re going to figure out a way to save Jesse, we just need to be careful.”
“I know Max, now why don’t I tell you exactly what happened, and then we can try and make some plans.”
Isabelle recounted her story time after time, until everyone is sure they could tell the story themselves.
“Look, we’ve been here all day, eating Liz’s folks out of their profits, plus we aren’t exactly keeping a low profile,” said Michael “How about we get some take out, and head back to the cabin. I’m up for Chinese.”
Everyone else nods in agreement, and Liz got up to let her father know what’s going on. She returned in a few minutes with a slight smile on her face.
“Um guys, apparently, Chinese take out is already waiting for us back at the cabin, courtesy of our mothers, and our dads will be joining our strategy session later on.”
“Could someone explain to me how for three years, we kept them totally in the dark, and now, nothing is getting past them?” asked Maria to nobody in particular.
“I don’t know, but it feels kind of nice,” said Max as the group walked outside.
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YAY more!
Wow, another chapter so soon! I love how involved the parents are now; I think that they should have been told long ago. They really are great. Can't wait to read more soon <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>-Lauren <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 48 added 7/8/02 twice
oh . . that was cute. <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :) --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/intl/aenglish/im ... /smile.gif ALT=":)"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>ok . . let's plan some butt-kicking! :D<br> <p><center><i>I want to be what I was when I wanted to be what I am now.</i></center></p><i></i>
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 48 added 7/8/02 twice
i hope they find out that kivar and jesse are trying to trap them. <p></p><i></i>
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roswellkitkat
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Re: Quietly into the Night ~ CC ~ part 48 added 7/8/02 twice
<!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.uniquehardware.co.uk/server- ... /cwm27.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> You are too good to us Tracie! Two parts and GREAT ones at that. <br><br>I really am enjoying the parents being more of a focal point, it's so refreshing.<br><br>Max making an ass of himself? Say it isn't so...<!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :grin --><img src=http://www.westwoodi.net/~smilies/contr ... n_anim.gif ALT=":grin"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <br><br>Ok now, onto the buttkicking please!<br><br> <p><center>*************<center><font color="DC143C">Roswell on Sci-Fi in 2003.</FONT><center><FONT COLOR="8B0000">Got it?</FONT><CENTER><FONT COLOR="00BFFF">Get it?</FONT><CENTER><FONT COLOR="DAA520">Good!</FONT><center><center><font color="DC143C">I think my muse is broke.</FONT></p><i></i>
