AGELESS CAMPAIGN, Episode II, Part VI.

"Oh absolutely. You should probably have something made for you, so if you have a favorite store here that can accommodate you, we should go there. When will the public ceremony be?"
"Not for several days yet. First I need to resolve the situation with both the Rebel army and the British army and get them dispersed. Then I will need to arrange and have the funerals for my father and brothers. My public ceremony would most likely be day or two following the funeral, so that any foreign dignitaries who come will be able to attend both."
 

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"Not yet," Callum whispers back. Abby now feels the sensation run up her neck and then both her mouth and nose feel temporarily warm, similar to after one tastes something spicy. Next her eyes itch and then sound becomes momentarily muffled. All of those senses then return to normal as she then experiences a momentary sharp pain in her head, similar to a headache, which also quickly passes. She appears to still be solid although Callum had become even more translucent, almost as though he was made of glass.

The carriage takes a sharp turn to the left as the driver yells out "He's trying to ram us."

"Ram us? What is going on out there?" she still whispered, as the last thing they wanted was attention drawn toward the two of them as they disappeared.
 

"Not for several days yet. First I need to resolve the situation with both the Rebel army and the British army and get them dispersed. Then I will need to arrange and have the funerals for my father and brothers. My public ceremony would most likely be day or two following the funeral, so that any foreign dignitaries who come will be able to attend both."

"Of course. How can you even think of a ball when you have these other, sad and important things to consider?"

Ruby dipped her shoulders into the hot water and this time stayed under.

"Is there anything I can do to help? Aside from loan you George?" She smiled at the young girl, who suddenly had way too much on her own shoulders.
 

"Ram us? What is going on out there?" she still whispered, as the last thing they wanted was attention drawn toward the two of them as they disappeared.
Abby sees that Callum's transformation appears to have ended, with him still translucent rather than invisible. She notices that she is also now just beginning to turn clear.

Gerome is the first inside the carriage to notice something is happening and yells, "Hey, that Scots guy is clear". The others look towards him and Marcel fires his gun into Callum's torso. The first two bullets sail right through him and into the leather bench seat. Callum begins to rise to his feet and move forward, still holding onto Abby's hand.
 

""Is there anything I can do to help? Aside from loan you George?" She smiled at the young girl, who suddenly had way too much on her own shoulders.
"Oh Ruby, the use of his time for today and possibly tomorrow is the most important thing that either of you could have done for me. I would have otherwise had to use Barrister Sefu, who would have just wanted to perpetuate my father's policies in regard to both the rebels and the British. This will now be my administration, without having to continue my father's mistakes. Your George was a gift from the gods."
 


Abby sees that Callum's transformation appears to have ended, with him still translucent rather than invisible. She notices that she is also now just beginning to turn clear.

Gerome is the first inside the carriage to notice something is happening and yells, "Hey, that Scots guy is clear". The others look towards him and Marcel fires his gun into Callum's torso. The first two bullets sail right through him and into the leather bench seat. Callum begins to rise to his feet and move forward, still holding onto Abby's hand.

Even though she knew those bullets couldn't hurt him, her heart still skipped when the gun went off. She held the idea firm in her mind that the only things that were solid to her were those she wished to be. These men could not harm her. And she was collected enough to know that her urge to hurt them was not worth acting on.

When Cal moved forward she went with him, trusting he wouldn't have started if she wasn't ready to go, too.
 

When Cal moved forward she went with him, trusting he wouldn't have started if she wasn't ready to go, too.
Charging directly towards Marcel, the Frenchman fires two more shots. These are more angled and while both pass harmlessly through Callum, one continues its path and strikes the shooter's cousin Andre in the arm. Callum releases the empty glass vial in his hand which materializes back into solid form after leaving his hand, landing in Fouccault's lap. The French wizard momentarily glances down at the object.

"The woman's changing too," Gerome yells. Marcel shifts the gun and fires the final two bullets in the revolver. Callum jerks her towards the door and the first bullet barely misses, but Marcel corrects his aim with the second which strikes her in the abdomen. By this point in time she was nearly as translucent as Callum, but she still feels the bullet both entering and exiting her body, with a sharp pain not unlike that of a hornet or wasp sting [2 points damage].
 

"Oh Ruby, the use of his time for today and possibly tomorrow is the most important thing that either of you could have done for me. I would have otherwise had to use Barrister Sefu, who would have just wanted to perpetuate my father's policies in regard to both the rebels and the British. This will now be my administration, without having to continue my father's mistakes. Your George was a gift from the gods."

"Well, I'm certainly not used to being wanted second to George but I understand," she laughed. "He IS a gift from the gods, to me. I think Aphrodite always meant for us to be. Even if I tried to mess up her plans, we still ended up together. And he helps me be more than I would be by myself, so there's a plan to that too. To think, if it wasn't for him, I'd be stuck in a little dusty town back in the west, singing night after night, instead of traveling the world. It was quite exciting with trouble at times but I think I would have grown bored with it soon enough. George saved me, in more ways than one.

And I am so happy he can help you too. I can understand it's very important for you to make things your own, going forward. Perhaps in time you might have to add another Barrister, someone younger so you can represent the old and the new."
 

"The woman's changing too," Gerome yells. Marcel shifts the gun and fires the final two bullets in the revolver. Callum jerks her towards the door and the first bullet barely misses, but Marcel corrects his aim with the second which strikes her in the abdomen. By this point in time she was nearly as translucent as Callum, but she still feels the bullet both entering and exiting her body, with a sharp pain not unlike that of a hornet or wasp sting [2 points damage].

"It's nothing, go!" she said urgently, catching up with Cal and moving toward the door with him. "Gerome will be bragging about how he mortally wounded me tomorrow, the gutless coward."
 

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