"I have no idea." Elisa said. "Try the local toy store. Maybe they have something small enough."
Elisa turned to the group. "Call me crazy, guys, but I think we should just play along. Basil hasn't just forgotten who he is, he thinks he's someone else from an entirely different world. Telling him otherwise would just confuse him."
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((Ooooh, an enchanting nymph! I looooove that! ;D Thanks Basil! ))
Esmeralda looked over at the rest of the group with mild amusement in her eyes. Someone clearly had hit their head in the fall. However, a glimpse of mischieveous humor, appeared in her emerald eyes and a teasing grin crossed her face for a moment.
She swayed her hips gracefully as she slowly approached Basil and leaned forwards to face him. With a slender index finger, she gently traced his jawline, until her finger was resting under his chin. She lifted his head gently, and her glittering, emerald eyes looked deeply into his. Then she smiled a radiant smile, and asked innocently, in a cheerful voice.
"Is that so, brave knight? We'll see about that...."
Her gentle laughter echoed in the wind, as she kissed the top of his head and released him.
"Pet store, got it," Pleakley whispered back to Elisa before turning to his "Master". Well, if you can't beat them, join them, he thought.
"I shall go INTO town to fetch thee your arms, my master," the alien said with a dramatic flair. "When I COME back, you shall recieve them!" The Earth expert, feeling a new sense of pride, turned around and started off towards the pet store.
There was one small problem, however...
"Psst, can I borrow some of your Earth currencies?" he whispered (yet again) to Elisa and Nani.
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Thanks for the set, Melody! My forest friend: Vixey My Brazilian amigo: José Carioca
Elisa shook her head with a patient smile on her face. Esmeralda was nothing if not a clever actress. Of course, it was her suggestion that they played along with Basil's fantasy. He saw Esmeralda as a nymph, and she delivered. He saw her as a noblewoman, and well.... Elisa was hardly a girly girl, but she supposed she'd do her best as well.
Elisa discreetly reached into her wallet and pulled out a twenty, handing it to Pleakley.
"Here." She whispered. "That should be enough to buy a couple of outfits."
As Squire Grumio hurried off to do his knight's bidding, Elisa turned to Basil, smiling a gentle smile.
"Dear Sir Knight, I have indeed heard of the wondrous deeds thou hast performed for me." Elisa said. "Though I do hope you didn't put thyself in mortal danger for my sake alone. I would feel dreadful if any harm should come to you."
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Arthur couldn't help but blink as Basil spoke. The mouse was speaking as if he'd come from Arthur's time, and Arthur knew that wasn't possible. Basil had assigned everyone names and titles, though Arthur's came as no surprise. The mouse must have still recognized the boy from their previous meeting. Basil lent on one knee and swore his service to Arthur.
The boy was at a loss of words for a few moments. No one had ever treated him with such respect and honor before. Arthur could tell how everyone else played along. If they were willing to, then so could he. But for him, this would be more realistic. The boy smiled down at the mouse and spoke warmly to him. "Stand, Sir Basil. You've nothing to apologize for. You serve me well."
An idea then came into Arthur's head. When this was over, he decided he'd actually knight Basil. Merlin had taught him how to do so, and the boy felt the mouse deserved it.
Post by Nani Pelekai on Mar 3, 2009 21:45:44 GMT -5
"Um, I’m a what now?" she inquired in a changed voice. It was impossible to doubt it; the woman was very displeased.
“Why I oughtta make stew out of that . . .” she whispered, low enough so the oblivious mouse wouldn’t make out her words of reproach. It wasn’t until a voice called to her, high and shrill, impossible to ignore. Her heart skipped a beat. She didn’t know whether to be embarrassed or pleased.
“Aunt-tie P-Pleakley! I should ask the same of you!” she stuttered, a smile creeping on her lips, slow and unsure. She rushed over to him and hesitantly, somewhat shyly hugged him.
“Aw, Pleakley, am I glad to see you.” She said, giving in to a sigh. “Basil’s hit his head a little too hard, and, wait, Grumio?” she asked, giggling a little.
“That’s even funnier than the name Wendy!” She whispered to her alien relative, muffling her laugh with a slender hand. She watched him leave.
"Play along?" she hissed Elisa's way, not out of malice. She was just confused! Fine. She'd be the stupid maid-thing.
"Oh, fair lady, what is it you desire? Come hither, I shall fetch it for you, for I have but half a brain." She said flatly to the beautiful Elisa.
"Does thou desire that I so humbly slay this beast in which Basil seeks far and wide for? Tell it to me, my beauty, and I will strike him with my branch of . . . erm, doom?" she said, frowning. She really didn't know what was going on, in fact, her way of talking sounded completely rehearsed . . .
And her archaic way of speaking was terribly incorrect.
"I'm baaack!" the alien called as he strolled merrily back to the group, carrying a multitude of bags. His outfit had changed to that of a squire's a costume that he found at the store. He was so proud of his shopping skills...
"For Sir Basil, I have brought him his arms." He knelt down to the mouse's level, holding the necessary items (sword, shiled, armor, and whatnot) in his hands. "Plus a suitable change of attire for when not in battle."
"As for the rest of us..." The alien stood up after Basil had recieved his items and turned to the others. "I bought all of us costumes! Can you believe all of them were on sale?"
He reached into his bags and gave each of them their costumes as he said them. "A beautiful dress for the fair maiden," - a beautiful dress for Elisa - "a suitable working uniform for the maid," - a midieval maid's uniform for Nani - "lovely garments for the nymph, I'm sure you'll like them" - a pretty seducive nymph costume for Esmeralda - "crowns, capes, and sceptors for their Royal Highnesses," - he draped the capes around Aslan and Authur and placed the crowns on their heads, the latter's slightly slipping down, before giving them each a sceptor - "and my favorite part, armor for the horse!" Toby was soon decked out in attire fit for a midieval horse (but in dog size).
"So, what do you all think?" the one-eyed alien asked. "Oh, and by the way..." He gave a quarter back to Elisa. "Here's your change."
Thanks for the set, Melody! My forest friend: Vixey My Brazilian amigo: José Carioca
"Nani, it's not like I'm happy about being the Damsel in Distress!" Elisa said, exasperated. "And I'm not gonna pull a Lady Tremaine on you and force you to work like Cinderella, so just go with the flow."
Elisa resumed her role for Basil's sake. "My faithful friend, thou hast done enough for me today. Go out and enjoy thyself, if you wish."
"Esmeralda!" Elisa blushed as her friend teased Basil about having to face Goliath.
Arthur listened to Basil reprimand the yellow man with one eye before he turned his attentions to Esmeralda. He scoffed at her attempts to "enchant" him, then began to exalt the beauty of the woman with black hair that shone blue in the moonlight. It was just how the knights of old would to their lady.
Another woman, this one with dark skin, hadn't seemed to happy about being called a handmaiden. The boy had held his hand over his mouth and giggled at her reaction. Before the yellow man had left, she'd called him Pleakley. What an odd name! Esmeralda had then replied back to the mouse, telling him she looked forward to seeing Basil fight one Sir Goliath for the blue-haired woman's hand. Who was this Sir Goliath? He must have been this woman's lover.
The dark-skinned woman asked the blue-haired one what she'd like to her do, for she'd only half a brain. Arthur began to giggle even more, to the point tears began to form in his eyes. They were certainly getting into character, weren't they?! The blue-haired woman told the dark-skinned one she could enjoy herself. Pleakley then returned, holding many bags in his hands. He took out cape, scepter, and crown for Arthur and the lion. He draped the cape around the boy's shoulders and, taking the boy's hand, placed the scepter in it. He also placed a large crown on Arthur's head, which the boy had to keep up with his other hand.
"Jumping hoptoads!" Arthur said. He didn't feel comfortable having to dress like a king (for he hated being one anyways), but he turned to Pleakley and smiled. "Thank you very much. They're wonderful." he complemented.