Enigmatic Immortal
09-11-10, 09:39 PM
Jensen and Stephanie moved back and forth from the closet as Azza sat on their bed, a content look on her face as she watched her parents pack. They didn’t have much to do, but they had been busy finishing up loose ends as of late before their scheduled vacation. It took Jensen two weeks to get the time off, and Stephanie had been planning it out for three with the rest of the Ixian Knights.
It was all worth it though, as they planned a trip with Ta’gaz for a week, then made plans to head out to Benzer for the remainder of their week to spend as a family. The legendary warrior had spoken to both of them about starting the next phase of their training, and it was clear the man wanted to take them outwards into the world. He spoke highly of a friend who he claimed was an Oracle of Wind, the highest accolade one could be given in his circle of fighting friends.
Jensen and Stephanie pondered who this man was, as Ta’gaz rarely spoke of his friends at all, but he assured them that it would make sense in due time. So with a goal to look forward to they mapped out the route, got some boat tickets, convinced Sei to let them go, (although it didn’t really take much to convince the mute to let them go) and now they were packing. In twenty minutes time they would be off on their journey and then their family vacation. Overall it shouldn’t be a bad trip.
Of course shouldn’t is a bad word to use around the Ambrose family, for they had a nasty habit of taking ordinary activities like packing and make it a monumental mess of a time.
Azza watched as a pair of Jensen’s underwear flew high in the air behind him, onto her face where it sat for a moment. Stephanie walked by her, picked up the offending garment, ruffled her hair, and neatly folded it placing it gently into a bag. Jensen turned from the closet, dumped a whole stack of clothing onto the bed, lifted up his shirts and started stuffing them.
“Ugh, Jensen! I just folded everything in there! Can you please just fold the damn shirts?” She pleaded. Jensen grumbled about why woman take to long and then with a parental look he gazed towards Azza and smiled.
“Hunny, when packing you need to remember the three keys to success. Clean underwear, a large duffel bag, and a strong determination to make everything fit into a space that it wasn’t meant to be put into. Like a large, fat woman and a mini skirt.” Azza looked to Jensen with a kind smile, and she giggled as Stephanie slapped him in the back of the head. Jensen winked to Azza as he began to go back to shoving everything into his duffel bag.
“Everything packed, sweetheart?” Stephanie asked her daughter. Azza nodded twice as she pointed to her backpack and a small little knapsack. Stephanie opened the two bags and checked to make sure she had everything and while Stephanie’s back was turned Jensen began shoving the clothing that didn’t fit into his bag into Stephanie’s. Azza giggled and the female knight quickly turned, catching Jensen in the act red handed. The immortal looked to his love and gave her a wide smile, looking down at his fingers as if they betrayed them.
“NO WAY!” Jensen said astonished. “How did that get there?” Jensen asked Azza, and she giggled more as Stephanie sighed deeply rummaging her hand through Azza’s bags. At last she pulled out a handful of tiny peppermint sweets and a few candies. “Uh oh, Kiddo, busted!” Jensen whispered to her loudly. Azza nodded, her smile starting to falter. Stephanie tossed the candy onto the table near the door and gently put her bag down looking to Jensen.
“I told her not to pack her candy. It would attract ants and her clothes would get all messy. So why, my dearest love, does she have candy at the bottom of her bags, cleverly hidden in a spot that only you would have thought of, Jensen?” The immortal shrugged.
“Kids just grow up so darn fast these days!” She didn’t look convinced. “Well, maybe she had a guiding hand in the form of a loving father. Who’s only wanting what’s best for his daughter and seriously Steph you shouldn’t give me such dirty looks in front of our daughter and really there’s no need to start walking towards me!” Jensen began slowly moving away as Stephanie walked towards him in a trance. Azza merely watched, amused as she smiled watching her parents. Jensen turned and ran, Stephanie right at his heels.
“It’s not like I told her to go killing people! Think of Cassandra and her daughter! Happy families don’t kill together! The values I teach are happy and about candy! Steph, seriously, stop it!” Jensen was over the bed and running in circles around their daughter. Stephanie kept her hands reaching out, trying to grab hold of the slick immortal.
“Wholesome values like listening to your mother and not going to your father when you want something is another good value, dear,” Stephanie seethed. “I’m sick of you contradicting everything I say to her! You make me feel like my opinion doesn’t matter!” Jensen just barely avoided her hands.
“Well how do you think I feel when you are bossing her around all the time! I don’t get to teach her anything cause you hog it all! It’s only natural for me to want to teach my daughter too!” Jensen had to duck and rush past her to avoid tripping on Azza. Stephanie turned and chased him.
“Out the door kiddo!” Jensen ordered. Azza nodded once as she giggled, thinking her mom and dad were playing a game as she slowly stood up and walked to her bags. Jensen made one last lap over his bed and stooped down grabbing his bags as he ran out the door, urging Azza on as he chuckled. Stephanie sighed as she gave up, grabbing her bag and slowing her steps to a saunter as she walked behind them. The three walked to the front room and with a loud knock the door careened open, the huge muscular frame of Ta’gaz walking into their home.
He looked funny fitting in the door, his body to massive for the small frame it seemed. He had to duck his head to fit in and when he was inside he looked overly built for the room. He carried a large knapsack that was hung over his back, the white denim canvas nearly half his size. It made everyone else seem small, and Azza gulped standing next to his leg, which was nearly as tall as she was. It was her first face to face encounter with the man, though she had been in his presence before. He put on a happy smile as he lowered his hand to Azza’s hair, ruffling it, which made her wrinkle her nose in annoyance as she moved her hands to adjust her hair. Jensen waved to his mentor and Stephanie did a polite bow as they all checked their bags one last time.
“Are we all in accord?” Ta’gaz asked lightly. Jensen nodded and Stephanie wrapped her arms around his leaning on him as she gripped both hands in his.
“Think so,” She said. Jensen kissed the top of her head and kicked Azza gently with the side of his foot. She shook her head staring at the enormity of Ta’gaz and picked up her bags.
“Then let’s get this show on the road,” Jensen said pointing outwards to the open world.
It was all worth it though, as they planned a trip with Ta’gaz for a week, then made plans to head out to Benzer for the remainder of their week to spend as a family. The legendary warrior had spoken to both of them about starting the next phase of their training, and it was clear the man wanted to take them outwards into the world. He spoke highly of a friend who he claimed was an Oracle of Wind, the highest accolade one could be given in his circle of fighting friends.
Jensen and Stephanie pondered who this man was, as Ta’gaz rarely spoke of his friends at all, but he assured them that it would make sense in due time. So with a goal to look forward to they mapped out the route, got some boat tickets, convinced Sei to let them go, (although it didn’t really take much to convince the mute to let them go) and now they were packing. In twenty minutes time they would be off on their journey and then their family vacation. Overall it shouldn’t be a bad trip.
Of course shouldn’t is a bad word to use around the Ambrose family, for they had a nasty habit of taking ordinary activities like packing and make it a monumental mess of a time.
Azza watched as a pair of Jensen’s underwear flew high in the air behind him, onto her face where it sat for a moment. Stephanie walked by her, picked up the offending garment, ruffled her hair, and neatly folded it placing it gently into a bag. Jensen turned from the closet, dumped a whole stack of clothing onto the bed, lifted up his shirts and started stuffing them.
“Ugh, Jensen! I just folded everything in there! Can you please just fold the damn shirts?” She pleaded. Jensen grumbled about why woman take to long and then with a parental look he gazed towards Azza and smiled.
“Hunny, when packing you need to remember the three keys to success. Clean underwear, a large duffel bag, and a strong determination to make everything fit into a space that it wasn’t meant to be put into. Like a large, fat woman and a mini skirt.” Azza looked to Jensen with a kind smile, and she giggled as Stephanie slapped him in the back of the head. Jensen winked to Azza as he began to go back to shoving everything into his duffel bag.
“Everything packed, sweetheart?” Stephanie asked her daughter. Azza nodded twice as she pointed to her backpack and a small little knapsack. Stephanie opened the two bags and checked to make sure she had everything and while Stephanie’s back was turned Jensen began shoving the clothing that didn’t fit into his bag into Stephanie’s. Azza giggled and the female knight quickly turned, catching Jensen in the act red handed. The immortal looked to his love and gave her a wide smile, looking down at his fingers as if they betrayed them.
“NO WAY!” Jensen said astonished. “How did that get there?” Jensen asked Azza, and she giggled more as Stephanie sighed deeply rummaging her hand through Azza’s bags. At last she pulled out a handful of tiny peppermint sweets and a few candies. “Uh oh, Kiddo, busted!” Jensen whispered to her loudly. Azza nodded, her smile starting to falter. Stephanie tossed the candy onto the table near the door and gently put her bag down looking to Jensen.
“I told her not to pack her candy. It would attract ants and her clothes would get all messy. So why, my dearest love, does she have candy at the bottom of her bags, cleverly hidden in a spot that only you would have thought of, Jensen?” The immortal shrugged.
“Kids just grow up so darn fast these days!” She didn’t look convinced. “Well, maybe she had a guiding hand in the form of a loving father. Who’s only wanting what’s best for his daughter and seriously Steph you shouldn’t give me such dirty looks in front of our daughter and really there’s no need to start walking towards me!” Jensen began slowly moving away as Stephanie walked towards him in a trance. Azza merely watched, amused as she smiled watching her parents. Jensen turned and ran, Stephanie right at his heels.
“It’s not like I told her to go killing people! Think of Cassandra and her daughter! Happy families don’t kill together! The values I teach are happy and about candy! Steph, seriously, stop it!” Jensen was over the bed and running in circles around their daughter. Stephanie kept her hands reaching out, trying to grab hold of the slick immortal.
“Wholesome values like listening to your mother and not going to your father when you want something is another good value, dear,” Stephanie seethed. “I’m sick of you contradicting everything I say to her! You make me feel like my opinion doesn’t matter!” Jensen just barely avoided her hands.
“Well how do you think I feel when you are bossing her around all the time! I don’t get to teach her anything cause you hog it all! It’s only natural for me to want to teach my daughter too!” Jensen had to duck and rush past her to avoid tripping on Azza. Stephanie turned and chased him.
“Out the door kiddo!” Jensen ordered. Azza nodded once as she giggled, thinking her mom and dad were playing a game as she slowly stood up and walked to her bags. Jensen made one last lap over his bed and stooped down grabbing his bags as he ran out the door, urging Azza on as he chuckled. Stephanie sighed as she gave up, grabbing her bag and slowing her steps to a saunter as she walked behind them. The three walked to the front room and with a loud knock the door careened open, the huge muscular frame of Ta’gaz walking into their home.
He looked funny fitting in the door, his body to massive for the small frame it seemed. He had to duck his head to fit in and when he was inside he looked overly built for the room. He carried a large knapsack that was hung over his back, the white denim canvas nearly half his size. It made everyone else seem small, and Azza gulped standing next to his leg, which was nearly as tall as she was. It was her first face to face encounter with the man, though she had been in his presence before. He put on a happy smile as he lowered his hand to Azza’s hair, ruffling it, which made her wrinkle her nose in annoyance as she moved her hands to adjust her hair. Jensen waved to his mentor and Stephanie did a polite bow as they all checked their bags one last time.
“Are we all in accord?” Ta’gaz asked lightly. Jensen nodded and Stephanie wrapped her arms around his leaning on him as she gripped both hands in his.
“Think so,” She said. Jensen kissed the top of her head and kicked Azza gently with the side of his foot. She shook her head staring at the enormity of Ta’gaz and picked up her bags.
“Then let’s get this show on the road,” Jensen said pointing outwards to the open world.