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Silk and Steel

Happy Friday my lovelies! Thankyou for still being here and following along with my little miscreants! I hope you have a fabulous weekend! Here’s the next bit of Silk and Steel for you – will Spyro save the day? Well, I think you know our sinister antiques dealer well enough by now to know his ‘kindness’ is a double edged sword at the best of times…

By the time he caught up he was out of breath and Mendicci was just opening the bolted door.

“To what do I owe this flagrant disregard for respectable business hours?” he asked, flashing them his unfathomable smile as he locked the door again behind them.

“I want a new partner.” Xander said quickly.

Spyro raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to speak…

“No he doesn’t!” Vraxi protested, “He’s merely cross because I went to church!”

Spyro frowned at the interruption, “You went to church?” he asked sceptically, looking the yag up and down.

“The Other Church…” Vraxi corrected.

“It’s not just that, it’s everything, we’re no good, we can’t work together…”

“Yes we can,”
“No we can’t”

“Please Xander”

“No I’ve had enough, I can’t do this anymore,”

“What are you talking about?”

“Sush! Enough!” Spyro clapped his hands together and silence fell instantly, Xander glaring and breathing hard and Vraxi wringing his hands and looking confused.

“Bane. Upstairs. Now. Go and clean yourself up. You can borrow some clothes from the stock room.”

“But…”

“I will be up to speak with you in a moment.”

“But…”

The antiques dealer raised his eyebrows and Vraxi hung his head and trailed out of the room in a waft of stained silk and roccana smoke.

Xander took a deep breath. “I want a new partner.”

Spyro raised an eyebrow and steepled his finger carefully. “I want a new partner, please, Mr Mendicci.” he corrected.

Xander looked irritated. He flicked down his hood, made a mess of his dark hair and flicked it back up again. “Yeah. Sorry. S’what-I-meant. Er. Please, Mr Mendicci, I want a new partner, it’s not working out.”

“I see.” Spyro looked at him thoughtfully for a while and although Xander stood statue still, eyes front without flinching, he squirmed inwardly under the silent scrutiny. “You have very unusual eyes.” he said at last. “Where were your parents from? Kallimbadd?”

Xander ground his teeth. “Don’t know.” he mumbled, looking at the floor.

“You don’t know? Oh, yes, I remember now; you grew up in the children’s home didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

“Yes…?”

Xander took a deep breath. “Yes, Mr. Mendicci, that’s right.”

“I see. So you have no family here in Ryzym, that you know of?”

Xander shook his head.

“I see, yes, I remember now. Well, here’s the thing Xander; our little… group here, our little posse if you like, is like a family. Now I understand that for some young people like yourself, and Bane, and Edmund, and so on, your experiences of family range from zero to inadequate to… well, we won’t go there… but we, here, are building something better, are we not? A better life, a better future, a better family, Xan, for all of us. I’m going to confide something to you; I used to have a family – very very long ago now – a wife, and two children. Sadly, well,” he spread his hands and smiled that unfathomable smile, “life is cruel sometimes, but here we are, building something better, as I said.”

Xander frowned.

“But it has to be a team effort, Xan.” Spyro went on, “We all have to work together at it, and we can’t just turn our backs on one member simply because we don’t know how to handle their… problems. Understand? Is that how you think a family should behave? Is that a family you would want to be a part of?”

Xander shook his head.

“No, exactly. Bane would never turn his back on you would he? No. He wouldn’t. And you are not going to turn your back on him. So. There we are. I will have a word with him. Have you had breakfast?”

5 responses

  1. Wow, Penny, do you handle real life with as much diplomacy as you impart unto Spyro?

    I recently pitched a script to a fan production Star Trek group. They liked it, but shot my script down for a number of reasons. A buddy of mine that had a nice role in it urged me to ‘advocate’ for the story. I just pitched it again, but I addressed their concerns with nuanced diplomacy, I thought.

    I have totally finished my very own Star Trek project. I only lack a few guitar tracks and then I will release my own ridiculous Star Trek without any supervision!

    Happy Trails!

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    November 27, 2020 at 3:21 pm

    • Penny Blake

      Oh wow Icky that’s such awesome news!!!!!!!! You must point me at it when it is a viewable thing, and the very best of luck with it too! 😀 As for real life, I’m not sure I’m the most diplomatic of people, lol, – although I guess being a mum of 4 calls for it on occaision! XD but I have had experience of others being rather ’emotionally manipulative’ shall we say? I might be channelling that a bit with old Spyro here 😉 XD XD

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      December 4, 2020 at 3:01 pm

  2. Ooh I’m so chuffed we carried stright on…and with such splendacious aplomb, t’boot ❤️ Spyro is masterful mode is a treat indeed😁 😻

    “𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚.” 𝙎𝙥𝙮𝙧𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙓𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡, 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙮.

    ❤️ Fabulous ❤️

    𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙑𝙧𝙖𝙭𝙞 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙛𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙤𝙠𝙚…

    Oh, this is lush…sooo evocative.🥰
    Thank you, as always, for making friday morning a marvellous thing, my scrumptious strudel🌹❤️🌹

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    November 27, 2020 at 4:31 pm

    • Penny Blake

      Aw thankyou so much my angel cake! I’m so sorry I’m behind today! Oh I’m super glad you liked his ‘taking the reigns’ bits – poor soul, they are slipping enough in his grasp at the moment! XD Hugest hugs my lovely one and thankyou, as always, for being here! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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      December 4, 2020 at 2:58 pm

      • Aw…tis an pleasure and a privilege my precious one ❤️ Oh no sorries needed, my angel. Tis always an utter treat to see you when you 𝙘𝙖𝙣 make it 🥰 Hugest hugs back at ya…always. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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        December 5, 2020 at 2:07 am

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