SheezaCDC

I thought there was a gutter surrounding the property when I came in. And Methos told me once that the compound was built atop an ancient holy gutter........

MacNairCDC

BWAHHAAHAAAHAAAHAAAAA!

WE HAVE A MOAT!? E-gods! [Peers through her fingers at several muses that have suddenly gone berserker!]

ConnorMuse: "Yes, we do, I'm telling you. I saw it when I first got here. Remember me telling you and you just said it was because I was exhausted from driving a U-haul all night with millions of dollars of personal property in the back, through the snow, in a city where the idiots can't DRIVE in snow!? You said I was a can short of a six pack and I rubbed your face in the snowbank for it?"

DuncanMuse, unamused: "You *were* a can short! The six pack with one can missing was on the seat next to you. You promised Methos a full six of that Wikkid Ale if you could move into the CDC with all of us. Methos hollared because you drank one!"

ConnorM: "I told you, I didn't drink it! I had to give it to her to get across the damn bridge! She was going to tear the lid off the U-haul! Do you know how much a U-haul costs these days?"

lahoffy and MacNair, followed at a run by Sheeza and Elir, round the corner and slide to a halt. They slap up against each other in true CDC Pack formation. Connor and Duncan are face to face, yelling at each other! Connor is gesturing with both hands and the tendons are straining in his neck. Duncan is undaunted by his brothers ire and is talking right over the top of his words.

lahoffy: "What in thunder are you two fighting about? We could hear you clear from the back forty!"

Sheeza: "And it'd better be worth our while, because we ran the whole way and NONE of us are fond of dry heaves!"

DuncanM, rolling his eyes dramatically: "Connor is arguing with me again about the moat."

Elir: "The moat? You mean the gutter?"

ConnorM: "It's a moat. Look at the steep sides and how deep it is."

MacNair, grinning: "Because we're over our heads in drool over you two rather quickly and it had to be that way to keep from flooding the compound!"

ConnorM: "It's a moat!"

DuncanM, smugly: "Yeah, old man, so tell them what you told me about the moat!"

Connor looks a bit startled, then abashed, then cranky and unamused. "We've got a dragon in the moat."

CDC'ers, in unison: "A DRAGON?!?!"

ConnorM: "Yes, a wee beastie ... and she's not so wee either! She curled clear up over the cab of the U-haul and had to lean down to look through my window! I thought I'd piss my pants until she asked me if she could have a beer."

lahoffy, very slowly: "She? Asked? For a beer?"

ConnorM, thinking, unaware of any askance looks: "Yes. And she was polite too. 'Might I partake of your fine brew, Mr. MacLeod?' she asked. I had to whack the top off of the can with my sword so she could get to it ... the tiny hole of those pop-tops annoy her."

DuncanM, stuggling behind his smile: "She knew your name?"

ConnorM, glaring at him: "Dragons know everything you idiot! Honestly, did you go to school at all?"

Sheeza: "You could talk to her?"

ConnorM: "Of course I can. I'm a Scot! I grew up and lived in the land of dragons."

The CDCers stare and Duncan begins to laugh hysterically. Connor sighs and rolls his eyes, punches his kinsman on one shoulder, then looks morosely at the ground. I hate being made a fool of.

"What's the ruckus?" blithely inquires lynnann, arriving late to the scene.

lahoffy: "Connor swears there is a dragon living in the gutter. She must think it's a moat---"

"--IT IS a moat!" interrupts Connor, he throws his hands up in frustration.

"--and she can talk to Connor. She wouldn't let him in the CDC compound until he paid her off with a beer. He says she's taller than a U-haul on the bridge and is really polite," continued lahoffy with hardly a break in her sentence.

There was silence. All the eyes of the CDCers rested on lynnann for a moment. Connor stared at the dirt. Duncan was playing with his lip to keep from laughing hysterically some more. A dragon? As tall as the U-haul? That demands beer? he thought.

"She prefers Wikkid Ale and she detests those little pop-tops. She gets her right tooth caught in it every time," lynnann announced matter-of-factly. Connor nearly pounced on her, mysterious smile notwithstanding. He beamed, properly restored.

"SEE! I told you! You never believe me about stuff like this! Nakano would have knocked you off the cavern walls twice as much as he did me because you lack belief!" he called next, poking his stunned clansman in the chest with one finger.

"lynnann?" chorused the CDCers.

"I have a magic dragon floaty, remember? He swims in that moat a lot and he never keeps any secrets from me." With this, lynnann turned and proceeded back towards the house. She stopped just once, to call over her shoulder to the silent CDCers [and Duncan] and one grinning Connor MacLeod. "Oh, for Christmas, she wants some reflective tape on the lead edges of the bridge. She keeps whacking her horns on it because she misjudges the distance."

"Both sides, I expect?" returned Connor, nodding understandingly.

"Both sides. Be a dear and she'll help you with it. You can stand on her nose."

"I can put up the strips just fine. What I want is to go for a ride! How long has it been since she's flown?"

"Talk to Ennaj, she was out with her last. They had a bit of a bother on the roof, Puff said."

"So that's how my tiles got messed up on the ridgebeam! Someone should have told me she lands up there, dammit!" He looked at the heavens for some help. "Okay, okay, I'll get on it. Have Puff tell her to hold off the midnight flights until I get some padding put up for her to sink her claws into up there on the roofline."

lynnann: "Oh, and Connor? If she helps you with the reflective tape -- be sure to remind her to hold her breath or you'll get your hiney singed."

ConnorM: "More than my hiney, I'll wager! I'll be sure to remind her!"

~ Finis~
Nov 26, 2001

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