Chateau Grief 310

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Chateau Grief 310

Narration(Marozi): In a heartbeat the river shifts, and my young Hades is here. And I’ll ring up his order…

Narration(Marozi): …once he stops gawping at the menu and makes up his mind.

Narration(Marozi): Probably he’ll make a move to ensnare Esme. It’s what I would do in his stead.

Narration(Marozi): And lecture her and make her cry and promise not to incite crowds to terrorism anymore.

Narration(Marozi): Righty-ho.

Xander: I don’t know how you say this in your language.

Xander: But do you have the stuff without the foaming bugs? For normal people?

Xander: Yes! That stuff!

Narration(Marozi): Whatever possessed me to leave the gun at Qureshi’s house?!

Narration(Marozi): And why don’t I have an arsenal of weapons hidden in hollowed-out copies of Great Expectations?!

Narration(Marozi): More importantly…why isn’t his highness noticing that the guy handing him his coffee is plotting to kill him?

Xander: Because everyone does.

Marozi: Coffee’s on the house. I’ll tell Qureshi to charge it to my illegal salary.

Narration(Marozi): And when he sits down…my eyes just want to slide away from the spot whenever I glance over.

Narration(Marozi): Somehow I have to prevent Esme from walking through that door. With Xander this slippery, Qureshi will never believe that he’s…here…at last.

Author Notes:

No bugs in my coffee please.



characters: Marozi, Xander

Marozi’s brain eventually catches up with him.  He runs inside and slides across the counter while Xander is looking at the menu.  Rafe seems to think this is a new development in his plan to send Xander to hell, not that Xander isn’t doing a good job of making sure he goes to hell on his own.  Rafe tries to figure out what Xander is doing, and thinks that he’s probably come to have it out with Esme.  Xander tries to order Regular, not Decaf, not Espresso, not a Frappuccino not this Americano crap and certainly nothing to do with a Latte but as usual has difficulty communicating.  Marozi wishes he had a gun.  What good he thinks that would do him is anyone’s guess. Maybe he wants to…oh wait I remember now, kill Xander and send him to hell.  Xander tells him to get in line.   Then Ves goes to sit and enjoy his coffee as he waits for Jones and Marozi is left wondering what will happen if he doesn’t intervene. I’m swapping between first names and last names in a very confusing way, am I not?  It’s Ves Xander, Rafe Marozi, and Esme Jones.  And Xander goes by his middle name sometimes too, just to make it extra confusing.