Shattered Dreams

[Grace.E]

Rachel tensed "ah... I got an invitation from him... he is a greedy old man with no life left in him...he has done many horrible things, I think you wrote a rather brilliant paper about him"

[x]

It was Sasha's turn to tense as the name was brought back into her memory....she remembered the paper and she remembered who he was. "You think- that I got an invitation too?"

[Grace.E]

"well I am already, packed, leaving early tomorrow, and I think you should get packed like...now" Rachel change int one would hopefully motivate Sasha "I will tell your school you have a family emergency"

[✡]

Drake entered the mansion while servants behind him carried his luggage. Where was the old *censored* now...Drake knew he was there..but where?

[Grace.E]

Rachel left with Sasha that morning, sitting at the air port in between destinations, she was reading a book. a couple guys winked at her, she ignored them."we are sorry the delay, please wait another ten minutes"

[Mr.Mustard]

James waited in the living room for the author. He went into the waiting room, hoping to greet him at the door. As he entered, he realized the Author, (Bryan, James thought) was already inside the building. "Ah, the first guest has arrived. Dinner will be served as the rest of the guests arrive. Please, make yourself at home."

[✡]

Drake narrowed his eyes at James. Satan incarnate was here was he... "mind if I smoke?" Drake asked, not really caring about what answer he got because he had already lit up.

[Ares the Ram]

Fred had arrived on the island after a flight and a short ferry ride. He brought with him nothing but a suitcase of clothes and assorted toiletries. When he got the the front door, he rang the doorbell, waiting for someone to answer.

[x]

Sasha was dressed for the occasion, even her hair had been braided. She crossed her legs, and resting on her knee was a laptop, open as she typed away on another report. "Jeeze another delay," she moaned. "I'm really impatient to get there and meet the man, the myth, and the legend himself." She took a drink of expresso and looked impatiently up at the flight board.

[Grace.E]

finally, the flight was here "finish that soon" she said they gathered their stuff. "we should be there with in the hour"  boarding the plane, she was 'escorted' to her seat, which was right behind the first class section, she made sure that Sasha was right next to her, Rachel took the Aisle seat, while she let Sasha have the window seat. "did you bring anything nice to wear?...I have a feeling we will be having a 'nice' dinner"

[x]

"Of course! I was expecting such...from him. I brought a nice little dress." Sasha smiled, then she pouted at the thought of not being able to type for awhile. Because of her tendency to air sickness, she wouldn't be able to write either. She shuddered at the prospect of relaxing.

[Grace.E]

Rachel smiled kindly at the teenager. she pulled out a book and began to read. she felt the engine run...it was gonna be a short flight hopefully

[Mr.Mustard]

"No, I don't mind," James lied to Bryan, running a hand through his small, white crop of hair, "Smoke 'em if you got 'em..." As he was answering, a servant was entering with the second guest. "Ah, the shopkeeper... Please, let our misgivings to rest for tonight. It is a special occasion... When the next two guests arrive, dinner shall be served."

[✡]

Drake glared at the other guest. Probably one of that mans many bootlickers. How he hated everything about this moment...

[Grace.E]

the plane landed, finally, they hailed a taxi as the yellow car took them to the port.... the island was not far off, but Rachel felt a sense of dread. she gave Sasha a reasuring smile. "don't worry, if he tries anything funny, I will shoot him" she promised