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This next piece is a short story, set shortly after the events in The Quest.This is a departure from my usual scribings in that it gets down and dirty, but in a nice way - well I think so anyway. It started life as a bit of an experiment to see whether or not I could write something of this nature and then the idea to work it into something with a bit of story around it sprang from the depths of my depravity. And so, Playthings was born.As usual, constructive comments, postive or negative, very welcome. Flames will be ignored - if it's not your cup of tea, don't say you weren't warned.Content Warning: This story contains descriptions of explicit sexual activity, If you are under 18, may be offended by it, or it is illegal where you are, then please don't go any... Read more »

Gabrielle was concerned. Xena hadn't spoken more than half a dozen words or grunts in the two candlemarks since she had emerged from the waters of the lake. Now, Xena wasn't the most chatty of people at the best of times, but even for her, this was a bit extreme. Gabrielle had tried small talk, told a couple of short stories and had even asked a few technical questions about armour and weapons; a normally sure-fire way of getting Xena to string a few sentences together. But, nothing.Gabrielle knew what was bothering the warrior. Well, in truth, she had some idea what it was, but Marcus had ended up in the Elysian Fields, hadn't he, so how bad could that be. But without any dialogue, she didn't know for sure. However, sensitive chats with Xena were a somewhat touchy... Read more »