h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

*Lumien obliges, and Corela slows to a gentle trot as they approach Imardin.* < serves me right for not reading the blog quick enough! Here's where we are! http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/classic/F1781296?thread=407015&post=5600751#p5600751 >

*A messenger rides for Imardin.*

*Byzantia flys to Oane*

*Sharmin gallops towards Oane, he stops halfway to rest*

Ahhhh it should only be a few more miles to Oane Adonis...
We will soon be there.

*Sharmin pats his charger lovingly on the neck and settles down to eat. He eats quickly but daintly not dropping a crumb of the rations he has prepared for the journey.
He unpacks his provisions for the night pulling out a silk cover, a small grooming kit, and a soft pillow. He unpacks the grooming kit and studies himself. He smiles his bright white teeth shi8ning in the moonlight*

God I look good....

*Sharmin strips off his armour and tunic flexing his tired muscles his perfect physique rippling with each movement*



*Sharmin lays his head down upon his pillow, his hair fanning around his head like a golden halo, shattered from the days ride it is not long before his eyes flutter and close and he sleeps*

< God this bloke is funny, keep it up, I need a laugh in an RPG ATM>

*sharmin awakens at sunrise, he stands and stretches out his tired muscles*

YAAAAAAWWWWWNNNNNN

*He gathers his groming kit and wanders over to a small pool he spotted earlier in his ride. He leans down to wash his face and spots something on his rugged chiseled jaw*

Arrrrggggggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

*his screams echo through the land until he rubs at his face and the speck of dirt falls off*

Phhheeeeew.......

*he shaves perfectly no hair escapes the death of his ultra sharp razor, once he has finished he looks down and admires his perfect visage, he strokes his chin softly.*

Ahhhhhh smooth as a babies bottom...

He packs his stuff quickly and leaps onto his charger*

Come Adonis..
We must not keep my lady waiting...

HYA....

*Sharmin gallops off making all haste on his way to Oane*

<*bangs head on desk*>

< just think of what we can dream up for him, I've already put the idea to Ena, c'mon Scan get your best insults ready>

*Ninian sails along the road to Imardin as fast as he can. Lumien is barely conscious on his back, bleeding and burnt badly.*

*Byzantia flys towards Imardin*

*Ninian is flying back to Oane*

*Syian is galloping the mare to Oane with no break, the mare is trembling and the sweat is steaming but she will run this horse to death if she has to*

*Sharmin gallops across the road, his long hair flowing in the wind, he guides adonis on*

HYA...
Come Adonis she can not be too far ahead...

*Sharmin smiles at the thought of finally seeing his lady love Syian*



Hya Adonis... To Imardin...

*Sharmin gallops off his muscular figure outlined against the sun, Adonis raises his forelegs high in the air in salute to the quest*

Hya.....

<, Hughie where are you>

*Ninian reaches Oane*

*Ninian flies back to Imardin with Elandra and Syian*

*Sharmin gallops hard, Adonis sweating and panting beneath him*

Maybe you are right my friend.. We should rest..

*He reigns in Adonis in a small hidden clearing and gracfully dismounts, he unloads Adonis taking care not to wake Lumien, he sets up a small campsite and then carefully lifts Lumien from the horse. Carefully he lays her down next to the fire and allows her to sleep*

I can not believe after all this time I have finally found you My Lady Syian..

*Sharmin unbuckles his armour stripping only to his shorts he washes and refreshes himself in a small stream that passes through, he returns to the campsite, sees Lumien stillsleeping he aproaches quietly not wanting to disturb her wanting to get a closer look*

Finally I have you My Lady...

*sharmin leans down and brushes a lock of red/brown hair from Lumiens face, he marvels in her beauty for a second, gazing lovingly at her tanned skin and deep brown eyes, he succumbs to temptation and leans in kissing her gently on the lips*