Nine Swords

Drabbles
Suggested words still to use:

• animosity
• petal
• cloak
• orthopedics
• ferry

Suggested words used:

• Dragon
• Templars
• under-floor heating
• tears
• cooking
• bike
• hat
• Illuminati
• flammable
• currency
• mp3
• slide
• haggard
• Alexithymia
• gunpowder
• dam
• guitar
• drums
• lust
• video
• bacon
• milk
• sleeping pills
• glitter
• taxi
• virtual
• haphazard
• salute
• happy
• joy
• bathysphere
• chou-fleur
• euphoria
• balter
• stroopwafel
• ambient
• power
• cuddles
• gapless
• chamber
• fried chicken

Templars
Illumnati
Dragon

Under-floor heating

and more!

bike
currency
cooking

“Okay, listen up. The West Facility is still in Dragon hands. We will repeat the plan we have used so far. Everyone clear on that?” Floryn pauses and looks each member of the group in the eyes and waits for a nod of understanding.

“Right then.” The group form a circle and put their right hands in the middle of the circle, forming the emblem of Nine Swords. “In Ferro Veritas,” Floryn speaks softly. “In Ferro Veritas,” the group quitely repeat. The group smile confidently and wait for Floryn to give the order they most love to hear.

“Move out.”

“...haha, imagine that.” The audience laugh and applaud. “Right, folks, do we have a great show for you tonight. On the couch we have George Clooney!” The audience clap politely. “The lovely Scarlett Johansson!” The audience clap and some whistles can be heard. “But first of all, yes, he is here, he has defeated the New York Lurker singlehandedly, the Templars have awarded him the Egon Pendant in honour of that feat, please welcome the one and only Dutch “Floryn” Hollander!” The audience goes wild, applauding and cheering Floryn’s name.

“Woof!”

“Woof?” Floryn slowly opens his eyes. “Oh, goodmorning Oswald.”

Hat
Flammable
Tears

“Hey, Richard.”
“Mr. Hollander. You know we are not on a first name basis and I would appreciate you adress me as Mr. Sonnac.”
“I know Rick, I’m just teasing you. So what’s my new assignment?”
“Here it is. You may have heard about this one.”
“Oh, hold on. I do know this one. This was Shirley’s assignment, wasn’t it?”
“Yes, it was Ms. Temp’s assignment but I’m afraid to say she got cold feet.”
“Cold feet? Really? Maybe she should install under-floor heating then.”
“I’m not amused by that remark, Mr. Hollander. I think it’s best you leave now.”

Like every last day of the month the group gathered at the Crucible to evaluate the month. Floryn had looked forward to this day ever since he had gathered enough points to be eligible to be chosen as employee of the month. Last month Elizabeth walked away with the award, the prestigious Coney Island Band. He was happy for her of course.

When, after the July 10k figures had been presented, Ura was declared employee of the month, Floryn could barely hold back his tears. Like with Elizabeth, he was happy for Ura but he so badly wanted that Band.

Perfect

"What?! How is this possible. No, this doesn't look good. It's not what it's supposed to be. It’s definitely not how I remember it. I don't even think it smells like…oh...oh, my god, this is horrendous. The stench is revolting. Did I follow the instructions correctly? First you...okay...then you put...yes...cut the...yes, I did that...set the timer to...check, done...finish by...yeah, did that too. So, how on earth is this possible? Oh, well.”

...

"Oswald?!"

"Oswald?!"

"Here boy, this is for you."

...

"Oswald!"

"Oswald, come back here! My cooking can't be that bad!"