*It has been nearly two weeks since Ask ThatChick has last seen her father. She knew at this point he would be worried sick about her. She begins to pack up and puts on her cloak and equipping herself with her athame, stave, smoke bombs and a few of her potions….
Papa? Is that you?
Ask ThatGuy: *steps out of the shadow with two minions beside him, carrying lanterns* Of course it’s me.
*About ready to cry, she embraces her father.*
Oh, Papa! I’ve missed you so much! How is the cult doing?
Ask ThatGuy: Our cult is doing fine. It;s been a little quiet since you’ve left. *He stops hugging her and places his index finger on her nose* And how has my precious child been doing?
Papa, I have been hired to assist General Terl as a healer. But, I do ask you of something. How are we going to communicate to each other?
*Ask ThatGuy began to ponder at that question. He knew that both him and his heir were possible targets for Zod’s minions. Soon, an idea began to sprout in his head.*
I have an idea, my child. *He looks at his minions* I’ll let these two minions watch over you. I want you to tell Terl that I gave him these minions to work for him. They shall bring word about you to me. I shall see you very soon. Before you go, I have two thing to give to you. *Ask ThatGuy hands his child the gold kryptonite necklace and places around her neck. Throughout the conversation, one of the minions had something in his hands. When the minion gave it to her, it was her kitten Artio!*
*It has been nearly two weeks since Ask ThatChick has last seen her father. She knew at this point he would be worried sick about her. She begins to pack up and puts on her cloak and equipping herself with her athame, stave, smoke bombs and a few of her potions. Before she left the medical bay, she grabs a piece of paper and starts writing on it:
Forgive me, My Lord. I have left to pay visit to my father.
-Vanessa
*Like a shadow, she quietly retreated out of the mine and into the outside world.*
*As she trekked through the woods, she saw a vague shape. Immediately, she places her stave in front of her, ready to attack. Soon, the shape began to speak.*
It’s alright, my child. No need to be frightened.
*The voice was recognizable. Could it be?*
Anonymous asked: How have things been since your child has left to work for Terl?
They’ve been…quiet. I do wish to see her again. I shall make plans to meet her and check on her.
*Ask Thatchick was fully recovered from the sickness she endured. She gets out of her bed to speak to her father. She finds her father, sitting in a chair and smoking his pipe. When he sees his child has recovered, he gets up from the chair and embraces her.*
Ask ThatGuy: Vanessa, it’s nice to see you back on your feet again. Do you have any news while you were recovering?
Yes I do, father. General Fernidad Von Terl wishes to invite me into aiding him as a healer. Should I go?
Terl? Inviting one of the best healers that I have produced? *He starts to lift off the ground and spins her a few times before kissing her cheeks.*
Of course you can go! Terl has made the right choice into selecting you as a healer.
Ask ThatChick: Oh thank you, father! *She kisses him back before retreating back to the medical room.
Anonymous asked: It's me, the Ratboy Genius! I just came over to say hi!
…Okay then.
Anonymous asked: Knock Knock!
Who’s there?
Anonymous asked: Sir, our Mistress is sick.
My baby is sick?! *Ask ThatGuy runs to his daughter’s room. He notices how terrible she looked. Her eyes are red and her whole body is pale.*
Oh, my poor sweet baby! Shhh-Shhh-Shhh! It’s okay, papa’s right here.
Anonymous asked: Many congratulations on being a future father-in-law!
Thank you, anon. I am very proud of not only my daughter, but also my son-in-law.
rogerrabbitdoll asked: I know you'll punch me fah askin, but I need some sugah fah a cake Vanessa is makin'. Can I borrow some?
Yes! Yes you may. You are her fiancee after all.
*Ask ThatGuy is seen writing the last sentence to a birthday card.*
Gotu kola, didn’t hear you come in. Greetings and welcome to Ask That Guy With The Glasses.