Rendezvous Written: June 26, 2003 For Mcee's "random quote" challenge over at lotrips100. We had no torch to aid us, and as it was now midnight, all was silent, and there was no likelihood of our encountering such a beacon. To make matters worse, our drunkenness and ignorance of the locality would have caused problems even in the daylight. --- Petronius, The Satyricon ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When the ripples settled, Billy asked, "Good?" "Amazing," replied a still-twitching Dominic. "We'd better get back," said Billy. "This water is fucking freezing." "I thought I detected shrinkage." Dom's giggle was shrill. "You smell like shitty American beer," remarked Billy. "You smell like shitty Scottish aftershave," said Dom. "Help me up onto the bank." "I can't see a bloody thing," whispered Billy. "The moon's gone," slurred Dom. The grass spread out beneath them, cool and dry. And then, Dom sat up. "Billy?" "What?" "Where are our clothes?" They found their way back to camp by the sound of Elijah's laughter. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ home