Thursday, August 9, 2012

Flight

Trifecta's weekly challenge is to use the word "flight," in its 3rd definition, in a 33 to 333 word story.  The 3rd definition is listed as:

"3a : a trip made by or in an airplane or spacecraft



“Alright, I’ve got a passenger Wyrm leaving in an hour with two vacant seats.  That’s the last flight out until tomorrow. “
The ticket agent looked around at the group standing before him.  The party was a bad cliché: there was Bronwyn, the Elven Ranger, standing straight with her long silver hair flowing over the bow strapped to her back; Stonebeard, the Dwarf, leaning on the hilt of his war hammer and smirking a crooked smile; Tabor, the barbarian, shirtless, with his huge two handed sword nestled in  a back scabbard; Maya, the female cleric, her green and white tunic covering the padded leather armor beneath, murmuring prayers to the mace she held gently in her hands; Fangolf, the old wizard with his long white beard and dark blue robe, the latter of which glowed dimly;  Kay’ferg, the Amazon, wearing a kind of chain-mail bikini thing that, while pleasant to look at, probably afforded little protection in battle; Rollo, the Halfling thief in his dark hooded cloak, nervously fingering the dagger stuck into his belt;  and finally, Sir Hogarth, the smug Paladin in his shining plate male and intricately painted kite shield.     
“But tomorrow’s too late!  The Dark Lord’s Army will be here by then!”   Rollo’s high pitched voice did nothing to alleviate the ticket agent’s building headache.
“Yes, well, I can put you on the standby list for tomorrow, but, of course, I can’t guarantee you won’t be seated next to an Orc. “ 
Sir Hogarth spoke: “But sir, surely you will not remain here as the Evil One overruns this town?  The forces of light are staging a strategic withdrawal whilst our mystics work on the Power Rune that will end in our inevitable triumph.  Once this place falls into shadow, your services will not be needed.“
“Are you kidding?  How do you think the Dark Lord transports and supplies his horde of horrors? Black magic can only handle so much.  Our logistical services here at Draken Air are first class!”







3 comments:

  1. I can’t guarantee you won’t be seated next to an Orc. That is awesome. Hilarious.
    Thanks for sharing this. Please come on back tomorrow for the new challenge.

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  2. I love this!!! It so conjured pictures of Dungeons and Dragons and the like even with the surreal airport/ticket agent situation thrown in.

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    1. Thanks. I tried to throw in all the D&D/fantasy tropes I could. A good portion of my misspent youth was misspent playing D&D.

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