Rahsash Geldich Posted June 7, 2002 Report Share Posted June 7, 2002 Rahsash was not in a good mood at all. Her three most important books in the world were missing. The place on her desk, always the only neatened corner of the piece of black furniture, was startlingly empty. She haphazardly sifted through the papers scattered across the top, scraps of poetry and old math homework scattered together with sketches that seemed to be out of some person's dark corner of mind. She payed them no attention, and neatened them all into a pile. "Alrighty then, lets try this approach." She then sorted them by what book each SHOULD have been in. The math homework and a few notes she had passed back and forth with her bud Katiya were tossed into a garbage can. The contents immediately burst into flame, the spell leaving nothing but a few pieces of ash. "Hmm, I really need to re-bind all this" She mused to herself, sifting through the stack that had mainly art in it. Finding nothing, she shoved it in a drawer, and moved onto the stories section. This was much smaller, and she quickly tossed it into another drawer. Left with the stack of poetry, she waded through the phrases, finding the lack of organization with the snippets, stanzas, and side notes very much so annoying. "Ah HAH!" The shout echoed loudly down the hall, and she could hear a few doors open, including her own, to find out the source of such an exclamation. She slid the papers absently into yet another drawer, and held the piece of still-wet paper aloft. It was then she noticed that the same ink that was staining the paper was dripping onto her sky blue skirt. "Bloody ashes." She mumbled, one of her favorite curses from one of her favorite books. It was then Katiya walked in, seeing Rahsash standing with a piece of dripping paper that was getting black ink indiscriminately all over everything. "What on earth are you doing?" Rahsash ran her hand swiftly over the desk. "Someone has stolen my books." Waving an ink-stained hand around, she stomped out the door, the answer to the question drifting back through the hall. "And they spilled ink on them, its all over the floor. I bet if we follow the trail, we can find them." Katiya sighed. Since when had it become "we"? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Katiya Damodred Posted June 7, 2002 Report Share Posted June 7, 2002 Katiya raised a hand and rubbed two fingers on her temple. She let out a heavy sigh and picked her way through the cluttered mess to the desk. She pulled open a drawer and removed a book. "Ras...is this what you're looking for?" Rahsash turned around and deflated slightly at the sight of the book clasped firmly in Katiya's hand. "Well, um...yes, that is one." "I'm sure if we looked around, we could find the others. And as for the ink?" Katiya plucked a leaking ink pot from the drawer. "If someone has taken your books, they made sure to hide the spilt evidence." Shaking her head of dark brown waves, touched slightly with red highlights, Katiya layed the book down on the desk, carefully in plain sight. "Yes well, we have to find the other two!" Katiya hid a smile behind her hand. "Of course, Ras. Where should we start?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rahsash Geldich Posted June 7, 2002 Author Report Share Posted June 7, 2002 Rahsash stomped a foot. She had no idea where to look, but she decided that the book that had been found would be a good place to start. Wiping her hands uncaringly on her dress, she opened its cover. "Look!" She shouted gleefully. "A clue!" Katiya rolled her eyes, stifiling a giggle. Rahsash oened the folded sheet of parchment, reading the magazinge cut out letters once, then twice. She held out the paper and Katiya took it with a pained look, grabbing it tentatively by one still white corner nad reading it at arms-length, holding it as if it were some biting thing. "Who on earth does ransom notes for books." "Sicko," muttered Katiya. "An absolute sicko." The girl was thinking more along the lines of making her put up with a hysterical Rah than the person, whoever, whatever it was. "Honestly! What does it say?" Katiya gave her an absolutely caustic look. Clearing her throat, she read aloud. "To find the rest of your books, look." Rahsash stopped tearing apart her room for a moment. "Look where?" Katiya shrugged. "You're guess is as good as mine, it looks like the person got tired of clipping all of this." Rahsash snatched the paper and Katiya backed away from the ink-stained page warily. "But who?!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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