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The following is a bit of alternative fiction based on certain characters from the Xenaverse. It is not meant to infringe on anyone else's rights. If you don't agree or disapprove, please go read something else.
The bed covers moved with the rhythm of Gabrielle's breathing. Her long length filled the bed. Her tail peaked out the side. She clutched a pillow to her body, holding it as if it were Xena. Her red fingers pressed against the fabric delicately. The nails were retracted to reasonable short length. In repose, her expression was angelic, almost harmless, except for the pair of pointed teeth that nakedly exposed themselves with in her slumber.
Xena padded quietly around the suite, followed by Tok's gentle click clack. When she paused, the daggite would sit and pant happily at her, swishing its pointed tale and observing every action. The warrior found in her short self guided tour several things to intrigue her. There was the ever cold cubby, which contained a bonanza of food. Xena had grinned hugely at that find and had helped herself. Then there was the bathing room, which she also took advantage of. The sitting room had what seemed to be boardgames, and other entertainments. She would ask Gabrielle what the glass box was for later. Then she found the library and that occupied her attention for a good while.
She recognized it by the rows of scrolls kept neatly encased against the wall, but there were leather bound items that reminded her of the great book the green gnome was using to keep his ledgers. She noted the desk, which held funny looking quills and scrolls and huge rolled leather cannisters that reminded her largely of maps.
She took the chance and silently opened a case, then the scroll itself. It was a very carefully crafted map of what looked to be the entire third level. Xena looked at the daggite, who looked patiently back and thumped its tale against the floor. She couldn't help herself, "You're mommy has been one busy Tartaran." Tok just grinned back and whuffled a little. The dark woman gathered several map cases and a few likely scrolls into her arms and strolled out into the main room. The daggite looked questioningly at her. She smiled down and whispered, "Time to learn a bit more about Tartarus, hmm."
"Nerph." The daggite responded, shaking her head vigorously. She stood up lazily. Then the daggite trailed after her in seeming comfort.
Xena couldn't tell if that were a reproof or not, but she found as time went on that with the command of, "Stay," Tok made an excellent, if a bit bored, scrollweight.
Xena was sprawled upon the softly plush floor. She was naked, save for the open green silk robe which covered her backside. The robe was hitched up past mid thigh and rather than hiding anything, accentuated every nook and curve. Xena was bracing herself on one elbow, while the other arm seemed to be tracing across wide expanse of the scroll. Her feet moved lazily in the air. There was a bowl of fruit besides her. The nonmoving hand held one of the roundish giant "redberries" of Tartarus. The warrior had obviously made some serious headway in its consumption. There were several smaller scrolls scattered about. Some were opened. Some were not. There was a massive leather bound tome, which Xena seemed to be reading with quick understanding as she flipped from page to page.
Tok, whose head had been resting upon her forepaws, gave Gabrielle a "save me!," look. The Tartaran grinned despite herself and quickly settled besides Xena, resting her hand on the curve of Xena's lower back and grabbing a bit of fruit for herself. "Whatcha doing?" She asked curiously though she could guess. It was her own handwriting after all.
Xena angled herself up on her elbow and turned carefully so the juice of the fruit wouldn't stain the scroll. She smiled toothily, "I'm plotting how to take over Tartarus."
Gabrielle, who was also Izacon - a strong but reluctant contender for ruler of the nine hells, choked on the berry.
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