Alex and Jaz by Hex

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On the road away from the Castle

“For the final time Jaz there is no way you would have been able to take care of the frog,” repeats Alex her patience wearing thin. “And do not even suggest it could live in the well.”

Pouting the younger girl stops and takes off the wet shoes she’s been wearing. “You’re no fun right now. *sneeze* Are ya grumpy 'cause you’re wet? Ya seem to *sneeze* like taking a bath though… maybe 'cause you’re wearing clothes? And how did ya know *sneeze* that pond was deep like it was? Huh? 'Cause I know ya *sneeze* wouldn’t use me to test that, nope, na unh, no way. … Right? Are we heading home 'cause for some reason I’m a little *sneeze* sleepy, not that I need a nap or anything. Naps are for kids.” Jaz manages to say while having a sneezing fit.

Grabbing the shoes from her, Alex tosses them to the side of the road, “Come on we are almost home then we can get some of the cold medicine that Nan gave us. Then you will be taking a nap, and I do not care you are not a little kid, you are still taking one.” Her stern voice is ruined by a slight rasp and a sniffle here and there.

“Sounds like ya need some too. And, Hey! Ya never *sneeze* told me how ya knew that the pond was that deep. So tell!” In a testament of how tired the younger girl is she proceeds to poke Alex instead of running around her chanting “tell, tell, tell.”

Growling, an act which isn’t quite as impressive as usual, Alex swats at the poking finger. “Fine! Jaz if that finger comes near me again you are going to lose it! I knew the pond was deep enough because early last fall you ‘accidently’ threw a bee’s nest at one of the younger guards. The bees then chased the guard into the pond where he almost drowned because he forgot he could not swim. Remember?”

“Oh yeah! He deserved it, he called me squirt,” Jaz then nods her head repeatedly until she starts sneezing once again.

After the response of, “Jaz, you are short.” The two continue on their way home thankfully easily avoiding all guards and upset merchants along the way. “Inside and to bed Jazmine,” orders the oldest as she drops the laundry bag and heads towards a set of shelves. Looking closely at the various bottles Alex eventually pulls a small one off the shelf and heads towards the back of the building.

Passing by mounds of objects, some of similar things and others of things not even close to the same, she comes upon a bed. The bed frame is cracked and has nails and wedges in it making it not fall apart. On top of that is a ratty mattress with Jaz lying on top covered with multiple blankets.

Carefully sitting on the edge of the bed Alex holds out the bottle, “Drink.”

“But it taste like cat pee, don’t ask how I know what cat pee taste like ya don…” the chatter is cut off as Alex put the now open bottle between the girls lips and pours it in her mouth.

Then holding her mouth shut Alex asks, “Are you going to swallow or do I have to pinch your nose?”

Doing her best to glare Jaz swallows the foul tasting medicine and makes a face as soon as the older girl releases her. Just as she is about to complain Alex cuts her off buy holding out a few sugared nuts. “Hey where’d ya get those? I thought only I had… Ya know where my stash is, doncha?”

“Are you going to eat them or not?” looking at the nuts to the questioning girl Alex gives a quick small smile as the nuts quickly disappear. “Now sleep,” she pushes Jaz to lie down and pulls the covers up.

Alex gets up and walks back to the front of the building silently cursing the fact there was only one dose of the medicine. Glancing at the clock in the corner of the room she then curses out loud. “Canis filius! (Son of a bitch)” Running to the laundry bag she quickly gets out of the wet clothes and into her regular outfit, after having to take off her shirt again to bind her breasts, and with one last look at the now sleeping girl she turns and walks at a fast pace out of their home.

In the Burning Phoenix Tavern

“Hey Lex! Haven’t seen you in a while,” the bartender laughs, “You look like something the cat dragged in.”

Giving a small glare she the responds, “Gratias ago tibi (Thank you) Lloyd, can I have some ale?”

“Sure thing Lex,” taking a mug and filling it with some ale he then hands it to her and says, “Boris is in the back waiting for you.”

Tossing some coins on the bar and taking the mug Alex precedes to walk to the back of the tavern. As she sits she takes a drink and puts it down before staring at the man in front of her.

“You look like hell Lex. You sure you’re up to a job?” the man, Boris, asks.

“I am always ‘up to’ a job, now what is it you want me to do?” comes the answer.

Studying the, to him, young man in front of him, Boris tells him. “Know that big house towards the entrance of the kingdom?” at a positive response he continues, “The owner of it has something the client wants. It’s a statue, nothing big, just a small statue of the Archangel Michael. It’s said to have been blessed by the Church. The customer is willing to pay us fifty gold for it. This means you get…”

“Twenty, yes I can do the math,” Alex takes another drink. “Dangers?”

“Not many, might have one or two men acting as guards but that’s it.” Boris leans back, “I’m asking you 'cause you’re the best I got, dare I say the best there is?”

“I am the best Boris, do not let anyone tell you differently,” she states. “Alright, time frame?”

As he sighs the man scratches the back of his neck, messing up the orange colored hair, “Tonight. Can you do it?”

Thinking about the lightness of her purse and the emptiness of the food stores Alex answers, “Yes I can.”

“Good.” Shaking hands he asks, “At the usual place?”

Alex nods before drinking a little bit more ale and walking out of the tavern.

In the Large House

“A couple men my culius (ass),” Alex complains as she has to duck into another alcove. “This place is riddled with those fake guards we see sometimes. Bardus! (Stupid) What have you told Jaz about being around these guards? Do not be around them that is what you said, and here you are acting like stultus (a fool) and surrounding yourself with them. Condemno (Damn) we need the money though.”

Peeking out she sees the coast is clear and walks to another room. Spying the mentioned statue displayed in one corner she quietly walks towards it. Half way there luck decides to abandon her and she lets out a massive sneeze.

As if they were waiting numerous fake guards enter the room. “Futuo (fuck),” she breathes before turning to and empty door and running.

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Alex and Jaz by Hex [Reviews - 1] Chapter or Story Table of Contents - Text Size + On the road away from the Castle “For the final time Jaz there is no way you would have been able to take care of the frog,” repeats Alex her patience wearing thin. “And do not even suggest it could live in the well.” Pouting the younger girl stops and takes off the wet shoes she’s been wearing. “You’re no fun right now. sneeze Are ya grumpy 'cause you’re wet? Ya seem to sneeze like taking a bath though… maybe 'cause you’re wearing clothes? And how did ya know sneeze that pond was deep like it was? Huh? 'Cause I know ya sneeze wouldn’t use me to test that, nope, na unh, no way. … Right? Are we heading home 'cause for some reason I’m a little sneeze sleepy, not that I need a nap or anything. Naps are for kids.” Jaz manages to say while having a sneezing fit. Grabbing the shoes from her, Alex tosses them to the side of the road, “Come on we are almost home then we can get some of the cold medicine that Nan gave us. Then you will be taking a nap, and I do not care you are not a little kid, you are still taking one.” Her stern voice is ruined by a slight rasp and a sniffle here and there. “Sounds like ya need some too. And, Hey! Ya never sneeze told me how ya knew that the pond was that deep. So tell!” In a testament of how tired the younger girl is she proceeds to poke Alex instead of running around her chanting “tell, tell, tell.” Growling, an act which isn’t quite as impressive as usual, Alex swats at the poking finger. “Fine! Jaz if that finger comes near me again you are going to lose it! I knew the pond was deep enough because early last fall you ‘accidently’ threw a bee’s nest at one of the younger guards. The bees then chased the guard into the pond where he almost drowned because he forgot he could not swim. Remember?” “Oh yeah! He deserved it, he called me squirt,” Jaz then nods her head repeatedly until she starts sneezing once again. After the response of, “Jaz, you are short.” The two continue on their way home thankfully easily avoiding all guards and upset merchants along the way. “Inside and to bed Jazmine,” orders the oldest as she drops the laundry bag and heads towards a set of shelves. Looking closely at the various bottles Alex eventually pulls a small one off the shelf and heads towards the back of the building. Passing by mounds of objects, some of similar things and others of things not even close to the same, she comes upon a bed. The bed frame is cracked and has nails and wedges in it making it not fall apart. On top of that is a ratty mattress with Jaz lying on top covered with multiple blankets. Carefully sitting on the edge of the bed Alex holds out the bottle, “Drink.” “But it taste like cat pee, don’t ask how I know what cat pee taste like ya don…” the chatter is cut off as Alex put the now open bottle between the girls lips and pours it in her mouth. Then holding her mouth shut Alex asks, “Are you going to swallow or do I have to pinch your nose?” Doing her best to glare Jaz swallows the foul tasting medicine and makes a face as soon as the older girl releases her. Just as she is about to complain Alex cuts her off buy holding out a few sugared nuts. “Hey where’d ya get those? I thought only I had… Ya know where my stash is, doncha?” “Are you going to eat them or not?” looking at the nuts to the questioning girl Alex gives a quick small smile as the nuts quickly disappear. “Now sleep,” she pushes Jaz to lie down and pulls the covers up. Alex gets up and walks back to the front of the building silently cursing the fact there was only one dose of the medicine. Glancing at the clock in the corner of the room she then curses out loud. “Canis filius! (Son of a bitch)” Running to the laundry bag she quickly gets out of the wet clothes and into her regular outfit, after having to take off her shirt again to bind her breasts, and with one last look at the now sleeping girl she turns and walks at a fast pace out of their home. In the Burning Phoenix Tavern “Hey Lex! Haven’t seen you in a while,” the bartender laughs, “You look like something the cat dragged in.” Giving a small glare she the responds, “Gratias ago tibi (Thank you) Lloyd, can I have some ale?” “Sure thing Lex,” taking a mug and filling it with some ale he then hands it to her and says, “Boris is in the back waiting for you.” Tossing some coins on the bar and taking the mug Alex precedes to walk to the back of the tavern. As she sits she takes a drink and puts it down before staring at the man in front of her. “You look like hell Lex. You sure you’re up to a job?” the man, Boris, asks. “I am always ‘up to’ a job, now what is it you want me to do?” comes the answer. Studying the, to him, young man in front of him, Boris tells him. “Know that big house towards the entrance of the kingdom?” at a positive response he continues, “The owner of it has something the client wants. It’s a statue, nothing big, just a small statue of the Archangel Michael. It’s said to have been blessed by the Church. The customer is willing to pay us fifty gold for it. This means you get…” “Twenty, yes I can do the math,” Alex takes another drink. “Dangers?” “Not many, might have one or two men acting as guards but that’s it.” Boris leans back, “I’m asking you 'cause you’re the best I got, dare I say the best there is?” “I am the best Boris, do not let anyone tell you differently,” she states. “Alright, time frame?” As he sighs the man scratches the back of his neck, messing up the orange colored hair, “Tonight. Can you do it?” Thinking about the lightness of her purse and the emptiness of the food stores Alex answers, “Yes I can.” “Good.” Shaking hands he asks, “At the usual place?” Alex nods before drinking a little bit more ale and walking out of the tavern. In the Large House “A couple men my culius (ass),” Alex complains as she has to duck into another alcove. “This place is riddled with those fake guards we see sometimes. Bardus! (Stupid) What have you told Jaz about being around these guards? Do not be around them that is what you said, and here you are acting like stultus (a fool) and surrounding yourself with them. Condemno (Damn) we need the money though.” Peeking out she sees the coast is clear and walks to another room. Spying the mentioned statue displayed in one corner she quietly walks towards it. Half way there luck decides to abandon her and she lets out a massive sneeze. As if they were waiting numerous fake guards enter the room. “Futuo (fuck),” she breathes before turning to and empty door and running. Previous Next You must login (register) to review.

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