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Party Chatter
Topic Started: Apr 19 2009, 03:42 PM (154 Views)
Neilmoon	Apr 19 2009, 03:42 PM Post #1
New Raider Posts: 20 Group: Members Member #32 Joined: Jan 31, 2009 Your favorite TR? TR:A Male or Female Male	PARTY CHATTER by Neil Burns (Neilmoon) PG (PG-13?) some language Lara sat in the tree overlooking the well-kept property watching the guests dressed in casual wear and sports wear eating, drinking and dancing. a skintight, full gray with blue striping SOLA wetsuit encased her voluptous curves while her bare feet dangled from the branch. As she watch the activities, feelings of hurt, anger and betrayal burned in her soul. FOUR MONTHS AGO "Who's frigging brilliant idea was this!" Chase demanded as he and Lara were being chased by undead Mayans carrying blowguns and trying to avoid the many death traps. "I don't know!" Lara snapped acidly. "Blonde. Yank. Thinks he's the bloody second coming of Indiana Bloody Jones! Sound familiar!" "You like screwing with the Grim Reaper, don'tcha, Red? Just remember. Tempt him too much and he will get you." "I actually thought he did when Von Croy left me in Horus' Tomb in Egypt." "I head about that. That's cold." "Come on! We're almost there!" "Tell you what! Let's split up. Confuse them a little." NOW "Of course," Lara growled to herself. "I get chased through every single bloody death trap only to find a makeup room! Meanwhile Carver has the treasure! Even worse, he has had since the day before he came to the bloody Manor!" Suddenly, the music stopped as the disc jockey called for attention. "Hello, South Beach!" he drawled. "May I present your host. A man who needs no introduction. A legend among archeologists and tomb raiders alike. A man with the brilliance of Einstein. Heart of a lion. Balls of steel." "Oh my God!" Lara snorted. "Somebody is full of himself!" "A man who can give Indiana Jones and our very own Lady Lara Croft herself pointers on cultural exploration." "You mean backstabbing your partners, love." "The man. The myth. The legend. The SEX GOD! CHASE CARVER!" Suddenly, the theme to GOLDFINGER started playing as Chase casually strolled down the stairs wearing a white tuxedo with black shirt along with the cheesiest grin reeking of cornball. A blonde woman wearing a red too tight and too short dress appeared and took Chase's arm as the two deigned to meet the guests. "What's up, all!" Chase greeted. "Unfortunately, 'personal business' keeps me occupied, but enjoy yourselves. There's food, music, broads. whatever. The party's going on all night so I'll see you later." 'Bad form, Mr. Carver,' Lara thought disapprovingly. 'A good host or hostess always considers their guests' needs before their own.' "Chase Carver!" the singer belted out in a Shirley Bassey warble. "He's the man. The man with the Midas touch. A magic touch. CHASE CARVER!" The entrance, plus Chase dancing atrociously off tempo to Lady Gaga's "Poker Face" and Flo Rida's "Sugar" forced Lara to immediately climb down off the tree so she could safely collapse to the ground and nearly urinate herself from laughing so hard. After may mirth- filled minutes, The Raider took a few cleansing breaths. "Well," Lara chuckled. "Given the week I had, I needed a bloody good laugh. So thank you very much, Mr. Carver." Lara snuck across the lawn, unnoticed by the guests, until she got to the refreshment table. Having not eaten, Lara took a plate and placed a hamburger, two pieces of chicken and a few ribs on it and grabbed a diet coke. She entered the home and went into the kitchen and hopped on the counter top to enjoy her lunch. Suddenly, the DJ entered. "Hey, darling," he smiled. "I don't remember seeing you outside." "Hi, sugar," Lara drawled in a soft Southern accent. "I'm a friend of Chase's. I live just down the street from here. I heard he had a party going on and I decided to drop in and say hi." "Well, he and Darlene are 'busy' upstairs. You want me to go let him know you're here?" "No. I can pop upstairs and say hi myself." "All right. Go upstairs and take a left. His rooms straight down the end of the hall." "Thanks, darling." Lara kissed the DJ's forehead. Smiling, the DJ left the kitchen and headed back outside. Lara finished her lunch and went upstairs, turning right and heading in the opposite direction to Darlene's room and walked through the enormous walk-in closet and into the bathroom where she peeled off her wetsuit and bikini, dumping them unceremoniously into the bathtub. As the steaming hot water relaxed and refreshed her, the Tomb Raide toyed with the idea of sashaying into Chase's room stark naked just to see his expression as he tried to explain her prescence to an assuredly irate Darlene. 'No. I am not THAT much of a .' Finishing her shower, Lara dried off and walked back into the closet, examining the extensive wardrobe before deciding on a gray midriff-baring top and snug-fitting jeans. She put on her fingerless gloves and gunbelt before padding barefoot down the hall to Chase's room. She peeked in and saw an underwear-clad Darlene kneeling on a facedown treasure hunter, giving him a massage. "Oh, no, love," Lara smiled to herself. "This will not do at all." Lara snuck in and quickly incapacitated the blonde with a sleeperhold. Gently placing the unconscious woman on the floor, the Raider knelt on Chase and started massaging him. As he had his iPod on, he didn't notice the change in body weight, but he did notice the change in technique." "Darlene," he grinned. "You've been holding out on me. You do know how to give a massage." Lara simply smiled, having remembered her own massuse, Gisel, giving private lessons to her. Chase turned his head slightly and pulled off his iPod. "I've been thinking about 'Lady' Lara Croft," he mused with an acid tone on the title. Lara said nothing, but looked forward to see what Chase Carver had to say about her. "First off, the takes all the high-paying digs leaving the rest of us with crap. To add insult to injury, she DONATES what she finds. She doesn't cash in. Not all of us have Daddy's money to play with. Some of us actually have to work for a living to pay the bills." Lara's eyes narrowed at the "Daddy's money" comment, but she did not realize that her actions affected others. Chase continued on. "She also has this high-and-mighty, I'm-better-than-you attitude and judges people's actions while acting like she's frigging Miss Perfect. Okay, I gambled away three hundred thousand of her money in Monaco and I had to use the galleons she had discovered to pay off the debt. I have regretted that day ever since it happened, but does she forgive me? No! She throws it in my face every chance she gets! It's like Alex and the prayer wheels. We are human. We screw up. It happens." 'Those are not just mistakes, Chase,' Lara thought bitterly to herself. 'They are pieces of my soul you and Alex have ripped away.' "Okay, we are not angels by any stretch of the imagination, but we do have standards." 'Low as they are.' "At least Alex and I are not Marines who would desert their command and who would risk millions of lives just so we could cash in on something that would destroy the population. The fact that Lara compares us to this Sheridan or whoever is insulting to us." Again, Lara winced because again Chase had hit the nail on the head. She had on more than one occassion compared the two cousins to ex-Royal Marine-turned mercenary. The two had screwed her over more times than she could count, but they would never have endangered the world just for the sake of profit. "In all, Lara Croft is the most annoying, most frustrating, most maddening, most amazing, most fascinating, most wonderful woman I have ever met and I love her more than anything. I would do anything to go back in time to change everything that happened. To make up for the screwups. I just wish I could tell her how much I love her." "You just did, love," Lara purred into Chase's ear, smiling. "Lara!" Chase exclaimed as he turned around. Lara rode him until she was on top of him while he was facing her. A smile crossed his face. "This is an unexpected pleasure. What brings you here? Where's Darlene?" "I was in the neighborhood and I thought I would drop in. As for your ladyfriend, She is having a bit of a lie in." Lara replied, stroking her rival's hair. Chase started stroking the Tomb Raider's cheek. Although she did not object, a raised eyebrow indicated that Lara did not entirely welcome the gesture. "I see. I missed you, Red." "It's been four months, Chase. I'm still ed about Chile. Going through a temple filled with deathtraps only to find a makeup room?" "Chile. Yes." "That is exactly what I am talking about. I am flattered you think so highly of me, but you apologize and do the same over again and again. It's like a bloody broken record." "Guilty." "However, you are right. I often forget not everyone is as fortunate as I am, nor do I realize that my passion affects others." "Nobody's saying give up your passion, Red. Just leave some high paying digs for the rest of us mere mortals." "I will try, but not everything is meant to be found." "Like Pandora's Box?" "Touche. I suppose I often compare you and Alex to Terry Sheridan. For that, I truly apologize. You two do have standards. Extremely low as they are." "Not everyone's perfect, O Goddess of the Virtues," Chase grinned as he started playing with Lara's chestnut tresses. "On a less pleasant note, I do resent the 'Daddy's money' comment." "That was a low blow. I'm sorry." "What am I going to do with you, Chase? You are like Alex. You both talk a good game. You both bollocks everything, say you're sorry and promise to change. Yet, you do the same thing over and over again. It's maddening. You are like bloody leopards that don't change their spots. Don't tell me I have to let go at some point. It's not easy forgiving having your trust betrayed and your soul torn apart." "It isn't. True." "And do not say that you'll do anything to make it up to me. You and Alex changing your ways is like my becoming a nun. It's simply not in our nature." "Pity," Chase smirked. "You'd make a damn sexy nun. Of course, no convent would be tolerant or drunk enough to accept you." "Touche," Lara chuckled as she kissed the American's forehead. "I hear you're seeing a Holy Man with a tricked out frisbee now? How long and how is Frisbee Boy doing?" "Fine." Lara grabbed Chase's hand as it lowered toward her denim-clad backside. "Hair and cheek are acceptable. My breasts and my are off limits." "What about--" Chase lowered his eyes toward her waistline. Lara grabbed his chin and forced it upward so he faced her. "THAT is also off limits." Her tone was a bit icier. "Pity." A casual shrug. "Oh, well. A man can dream, right?" Lara rolled her eyes in exasperation as the treasure hunter resumed stroking her chestnut mane. "First off, it's not a frisbee. It's a glaive." "You mean like in that piece of crap film KRULL?" Chase snorted. "Yeah. Secondly, the Lux Veritas was a secret brotherhood that fought alchemy and black sorcerery." "Fought. As in past tense." "Well, Kurtis is the only one left. The others are dead." Chase grinned as a thought crossed his mind. "You know, Alex told me the other day that you visited him in the middle of the night?" "It was a nice chat," Lara smiled mischievously. "It was a good chance to clear things up and get a few things off my chest, no jokes please." "Why don't you stick around?" Chase invited. "There is plenty of food and booze. Besides, I am sure everyone here would like to meet you." "Thank you, but I have to fly to Japan in a few hours to attend a seminar in Tokyo." "That sounds like a party." "You know the 'entrance' was the bloody funniest thing I have ever witnessed. That, plus the fact Gene Kelly has nothing to worry about from you. I want to thank you for providing me with a much needed laugh." "I resent that," Chase mock-pouted. "I worked hard for that entrance." "Chase, if you're James Bond, I'm bloody Mother Theresa." "Good afternoon, Your Holiness." "Good bye, Chase!" Lara kissed the American's cheek before getting off him and walking toward the door. She stopped and turned around. "By the way, tell Darlene she is welcome to the biking and wetsuit in her tub. I figured it's a fair trade for letting me borrow her clothes. Cheers." "Just remember, Red. You ever get tired of Frisbee Boy, just look me or Alex up. Okay?" Lara simply flipped him the British "sod off" gesture and walked out of the bedroom door and down the stairs and out, the partygoers not even noticing her. "Thank God for Lara Croft." Chase grinned as he got off the bed and placed Darlene on the bed and under the covers before joining the party. ta-daa. it's been a while, folks. how is everyone. hope folks here are doing well. comments are welcome and please. anyone who wants to do artwork for my stories. peace out.
	Good luck in your new bed. Enjoy your nightmare, son, while you're resting your head.- BASEMENT JAXX


Singstar90210	Apr 19 2009, 05:51 PM Post #2
TR Mythbuster, Avid 007 Fan, Fanpire, and Official OMwD Patient Posts: 1,040 Group: Admins Member #14 Joined: Aug 27, 2008 Your favorite TR? TR1 Male or Female Female	Heya Neilmoon! Pretty hilarious with the nun bit, but the language may need some brushing up to keep the forums family friendly. If it can be reduced to a PG rating, that would be good. I can slightly imagine Lara disguising herself as a nun. Just need to think of a good color scheme...
	Speak softly and carry a big jo. - O'Leary-Liu


Neilmoon	Apr 19 2009, 09:05 PM Post #3
New Raider Posts: 20 Group: Members Member #32 Joined: Jan 31, 2009 Your favorite TR? TR:A Male or Female Male	hey Sing, well, I don't know if you've read the comic books, but in one issue, Lara goes to the Vatican for information, Lara is digused as a nun so there is the visual. as for the color, I saw pics in a couple of fetish magazines habits are in pink, red, blue, purple and black. so does that help?
	Good luck in your new bed. Enjoy your nightmare, son, while you're resting your head.- BASEMENT JAXX


Singstar90210	Apr 20 2009, 01:35 PM Post #4
TR Mythbuster, Avid 007 Fan, Fanpire, and Official OMwD Patient Posts: 1,040 Group: Admins Member #14 Joined: Aug 27, 2008 Your favorite TR? TR1 Male or Female Female	That helps. I was thinking purple was Lara's color. Well that or turquoise and brown.
	Speak softly and carry a big jo. - O'Leary-Liu


Tessa	Apr 20 2009, 06:16 PM Post #5
TheTimeTravelingVampire Posts: 1,334 Group: Admins Member #1 Joined: Aug 23, 2008 Your favorite TR? TR1 Male or Female Female	Good job Neil, thanks for keeping it family friendly. Loved the James Bond bit. ♥



Singstar90210	Apr 20 2009, 06:53 PM Post #6
TR Mythbuster, Avid 007 Fan, Fanpire, and Official OMwD Patient Posts: 1,040 Group: Admins Member #14 Joined: Aug 27, 2008 Your favorite TR? TR1 Male or Female Female	It's getting better everytime I read it! My images are starting to become sharper in my mind. I feel like sketching it now! Could you upload another one?
	Speak softly and carry a big jo. - O'Leary-Liu


Neilmoon	Apr 21 2009, 04:13 PM Post #7
New Raider Posts: 20 Group: Members Member #32 Joined: Jan 31, 2009 Your favorite TR? TR:A Male or Female Male	sure thing, love. tell you what. my e-mail's on record and you can post stuff here. why don't you illustrate my tales and I'll happily write more. in fact, I'm thinking of re-writing MIDNIGHT VISIT. (altered so it's more 'family-friendly') sound good?
	Good luck in your new bed. Enjoy your nightmare, son, while you're resting your head.- BASEMENT JAXX


Singstar90210	Apr 21 2009, 04:26 PM Post #8
TR Mythbuster, Avid 007 Fan, Fanpire, and Official OMwD Patient Posts: 1,040 Group: Admins Member #14 Joined: Aug 27, 2008 Your favorite TR? TR1 Male or Female Female	Sounds nice!
	Speak softly and carry a big jo. - O'Leary-Liu


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