Ra Hath No Fury

Who: Alex, Jade, Jaxx, Evelina.
Where: Ra’s Banquet.
When: Before Katrina and Twalex came crashing through the window.

<snip>… she realised that she was alone again.</snip>

Alex forced himself away, for fear that he was very much going to smash Ra’s magnificent cold face in. The boy-God’s paws all over poor Jade made him want to get 'punchy', but if he did, he’d be putting many lives at risk.

He stepped back into the shadows, as was his wont.

“Waaheeey! Lexy!” His eyes bugged as someone's arm was suddenly thrust affectionately about his shoulders. It was another man. Another… drunk… man. He tensed, for a number of reasons.
“Wosssup my good friend?” The drunken blond guy slurred. Alex tried not to screw up his face. "... Ole Lexy Wexy Pookins!" He pinched Alex's cheek. Solvay's expression remained deadpan and unamused. The drunk guy didn't notice how close to death he'd just brushed.
“Your lovely-“ He hiccuped. “… Your lovely wifey about?”
Alex nodded.
The man stared at him, apparently expecting actual words. "Well?"
“Over there somewhere” Alex nodded to where he’d last seen her, wondering what the idiot wanted. "Thanks, BFF." The blond guy swaggered off. What a wanker he’d seemed, but Alex wasn’t at all surprised that Two kept such company.

He cast his gaze around the sexy, sordid, room. People were feeding each other, fucking each other, massaging each other, swimming in pools of... he didn't know what... and pouring alcohol down their own, and each others, throats.
He grimaced, and after a scrunch-eyed sigh of self-loathing and resignation, he began to search for the source of the alcohol.
It didn’t take long.

A number of pretty slaves of both sexes were keeping the guests satisfied in a number of ways, including plying them with generous helpings of drink. He went to take one from a passing tray.
“But Mister Alexander Noble Chief Craftsman of the Most Honourable and Worthy Sun God Ra...” the tray-carrying slave commented in surprise, nodding respectfully towards Ra as he spoke his name “...you do not partake of alcoholic substances.”
Holy crap, that was right. His stupid counterpart didn’t drink.
It’d pissed him off that the arrogant jerk had claimed Alex was an alcoholic but denied being one himself. If he wasn’t an alcoholic, then why couldn’t or wouldn’t he drink? Twat.
“YOU DARE QUESTION ME?” He boomed at the poor terrified slave, not actually having to act the part on this occasion. A few people looked, assumed Twalex was being an asshole as usual, and carried on with their partying.
Seeing the slave’s frightened expression he felt bad and added “heh… everyone’s allowed a day off once in a while, right?”
The slave nodded meekly and obediently handed him the drink. He swiped another as the boy moved off.

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Jade

“Hello Mrs Solvay.” The blond haired friend of Twalex sauntered towards Jade “… And friends,” he added, on seeing the other two. Evelina regarded him coolly. Jaxx nodded a greeting and watched with interest, remaining silent, keeping up his part.

“Uh!” Jade had just taken-in the weird sound of ‘Mrs Solvay’. She cleared her throat awkwardly, now was not the time to be thinking about that, she’d put them in danger if she blew their cover. Okay… Act like the brat… act like the brat…
“Well hellooo darling” she smarmed, not knowing his name, and hoping her approximation of Jaaday’s accent was convincing. “Darlings” she corrected herself, with a swallow, as two other men joined him. They didn’t look like natives.
“Could we ‘have a word’?” He spoke loudly, so she could hear him over the din of drunkenness, joy, fear, and lust.
She looked at Jaxx and Evelina, unsure. Evelina offered the tiniest of shrugs of her shoulders.
“Okay, I guess…”
“Excellent!” He slipped his hand over hers, pulling her up and into his arms. “Tarquin, Rufus, and I, are so pleased you want to play.
Before she knew it she’d been swept over to a warm pool with more men, some dressed like Alex, some even more scantily clad, and a fair few attractive girls. ‘Scantily clad’ became ‘utterly naked’ as several of the revellers plopped into the pool.

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Jaxx and Evelina

“Not enjoying yourshelf, shir?” Grunted a gruff, rhino-like, guard at Jaxx. His voice was not dissimilar to Bedge’s.
Jaxx lifted his head. Unable to speak he tilted it, questioningly.
“Yeah, what do you mean?” Asked Evelina on his behalf.
“Well…” the big guard began “… I fought you’d be at leasht takin’ advantage of the slaves and stuff.” He nodded at Evelina. “But… If you don’t wan’ ‘er… Can I ‘ave a…”
Before he could finish the sentence, Evelina had smoothly lifted Jaxx’s helmet, and planted the most pleasant of smackeroonies on his very surprised lips.

“Oh…” Said the guard sadly. “It was worf an arsk, anyway.” Pouting, he wandered off to go and try his luck elsewhere.
Whoa, Eve-babe! This is awesome! Thought Jaxx.
“Well I wasn’t gonna go off with him, was I!?” Teased Evelina, quickly pulling the surf-shark’s helmet back down, before anyone saw his face.

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Alex

Alex sat at the side of the party, drinking, and glowering at the men and women who’d just dragged Jade into a pool. She looked like she was having fun. Perhaps he should join in.
“Bah.” He scowled into his hated and loved drink, and downed it.
“Why so glum, chum?” Another hand clapped onto his shoulder. What was it with these people and touching? He glared at the latest arrival. Another desert-yuppy. “What’s wrong Aly Wals? It’s me, Huxtable!”
“Yeah, I know.” Lied Alex.
“Well whatever’s the matter? You look like a man’s stolen your favourite goat.”
With the drink still in his hand, Alex pointed out Jade and the others frolicking in the pool. Huxtable frowned. “But Alsie, you often let her have fun at parties, it’s not like you don’t have your own share.”
“I ain-” He stopped, remembering he was supposed to be posher. “I haven’t tonight” he grumped.
“That’s not like you.” Huxtable commented.
“I’m jealous.” Alex admitted, the drink having loosened his tongue a little.
“Well, that is like you, Solvers.” Huxtable smiled. “Now, let’s see what we can do about taking your mind off it, shall we?”

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Jade

In a free moment between groping hands, Jade looked across the room to see Alex kissing, and very much touching, two girls at once. And was that a boy? Her heart sank. She wanted to march right over there and tear them off him, but that would be breaking character… wouldn’t it? Or would it be the right thing to do? She was understandably distracted by a soft feminine hand on her breast, and turned to find herself kissing a beautiful young woman around the same height as herself. It wasn’t entirely unpleasant… The woman broke free and laughed, pulling her deeper into the water. A distant part of her mind noted that this water wasn’t chlorinated.

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Alex and Jade

Jade was relieved not to have succumbed to anything too extreme, and to find herself back in Alex’s more familiar arms, as several of the salacious groups combined to create one large throbbing mass. She clung tightly to him. “Uh, Alex, I’m so glad you’re-“ but before she could finish the sentence, he’d planted his lusty lips firmly against hers. Then, she realised he’d been drinking. Oh, Alex… She meant to focus on this, but somehow the thought trailed away as he pulled her closer. Oh… Alex!

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Feast

The ‘foreplay’ over, it was time to refuel and many of the guests were now seated at the huge table which dissected the main hall, Ra at its head.
Alex was having a difficult time pretending to be sober. Still, the food was helping soak it up a bit.

“Aly Waly, you’re totally wasted” giggled Juniper, another non-native desert-yuppy woman. Jade wondered where the non-Dwarfer non-natives had come from. Tarquin snorted. “Ha ha, I think he’s smoked too much.”
“Must be, he doesn’t drink” Jade stated, hiding her concern in a shrug.
“No but he does eat, normally, come on Alsie, what’s wrong with you?”
Alex considered the mountain of food before him.
“Finished” he grunted.
Tarquin, Rufus and Huxtable burst out laughing. “Ahaha you’re hilarious.”
Anippe – a dark haired local – squinted. “You know, I’m starting to think there’s something very wrong with you, this evening, Alexander…” She pronounced it gorgeously, like “AhhkklehkSsanduurrhh.”
Jade gave him a look. He got the message.
“Nope, nothing wrong” he said and started munching again. To try and distract their attention from the fact he wasn't going on a gluttonous rampage like Two would, he popped a few grapes in Jade’s mouth. To his pleasant surprise she returned the favour. He sucked her fingers. “You’re amazingly hot” he told her. She raised her eyebrows and shoved another in his mouth, unsure if he was being himself, Twalex, or was just very drunk.

For the next hour or so, Ra watched over proceedings, his eagle eye on every single attendee. He didn’t eat, himself, but encouraged the others to eat as much as they could. Alex was reminded of Hansel and Gretel.
“Seriously” he belched “I can’t eat any more.”
“Oh nonsense!” Laughed Rufus “You’ve only had, what, eight bowls? I've had nine!"

Alex was saved an answer, or an eating competition, as there was an almighty crash from above. Katrina and, the real, twatty, Alex Two crashed dramatically into the room, and right into the middle of the table.

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Who: Alex, Jade, Hasina, Jamie, Katrina, Twalex, Jaxx, Evelina.
Where: Ra’s Banquet.
When: After Katrina and Twalex came crashing through the window.

<snip> The glass shattered, and the both toppled through, falling over the window ledge and down to the floor far below them as they burst through. The window opened into the grand dining room of the palace, high above the floor, and the pair tumbled downward before smashing, Twalex first, and Katrina on top, onto the large dining table which currently hosted the feast which Ra, Hasina, Alex and Jade were in attendance.
“Uh..” Katrina said looking up. “Hi…”snip>

“Oh, yuh, hi Alex and Alex’s friend” said Tarquin, stupidly. Before realising what had just happened, and that there were now two Alexs.
“Uhwhuuaaaa!?” He double took, his drug-addled yuppie brain finding it hard to process.

Ra stood, suddenly all chilling wrath, and swept a hand skywards. “WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?”
Hasina and Jamie exchanged a ‘glance’ from their positions.
Two – who hadn’t spotted our Alex yet – shoved Katrina off him and sat achingly up, brushing shards of glass from his clothes with a groan.
“Merciful Sun-God Ra,” he began, snatching hold of Katrina’s wrist as she began to move away from him. “I have brought you a gift. An alternative, and very lively, version of Katrina, to be harvested for your ritual.” He smiled, turning on the charm.
Ra looked as if he was about to explode with rage. Two's smile fell and he swallowed. “Fresh… meat?” He tried.
Ra erupted.
“AND WHY, ALEXANDER, ARE THERE TWO OF YOU!!????” He bellowed, looking 'tween Twalex and Alex.
Two followed his gaze to the alternate he.

“… Ah.”

Nearly everyone at the table burst into frenzied gossip.
Given little other choice than to act quickly, Jamie Hasina, Evelina, Jaxx and Anubis stalked the edges of the hall, preparing to spring into action. But, before they could, a spiteful voice rang out across the hall, silencing the chatter…

“YOUUUUU SMEGGGIIINNN' BITTTTCHHH!!!!!” It drawled, at high volume, drunk on jealousy.
It was Jaahday, pointing at Katrina.
“GET YOUR HANDS OFF HIM!”

And she stormed towards the table with such passion that even Ra looked nervous…

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