A Night in the Life of a Knight Erring... or...

....it Was A Hot Buttered Frozen Strawberry Banana Whisky Sour; kind of affair.

 (NSFW)

Nos: Omega picked the title.

Omega: Not even gonna tell you how this thing got the title. Everyone might blush.

Nos: If they didn’t blush I’d have to assume they already knew the recipe.

Omega: Back to the topic at hand.

Nos: Which was?

Omega: Why we’re writing this… together.

Nos: *chuckle* No, and even if we were it would be done in a safe and sane manner.

The Essential Fire
by CdM.MMXVIII

Omega: I thought this was safe and sane. Turn taking. You know the drill.

Nos:  I thought that was division of labor… you know, one resting while the other provides.

Omega:  I thought that was marriage. I just got divorced today.

Nos: *lol* Yea, and it shows my dear friend. Usually you’d be the one to grin and wiggle.

Omega: That was earlier, dear.

Nos: Oh. Oh, well. It will come back around on the banjo.

Omega: Give it twenty minutes. As usual.

Nos: Like Mel Gibson said to Danny Glover in the movie….

Omega: Dude, you know I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about, you know I don’t watch movies…

Nos: “I’m getting to damn old for this shit…” (Lethal Weapon 1…23)

Omega: You signed up for this one!

Nos: I did? How drunk was I? Or… oh, shit… the travel agent…

Omega: No, when you took me home the first time, just ask Little Feather…

Nos: Uh, I don’t have his phone number

Omega: You remember, when you wrote the poem I just found out I inspired…

Nos: *sigh* Sometimes the muse just loves to fuck with me.

Omega: No, that’s my job sweetie. Aren’t you the one who says you do it for your lover, not to them?

Nos: I do. With many reasons I’ll defend.

Omega: So, now to the actual point of this tirade.

Nos: Which is?

Omega: Wintercamp.

Nos: *lol* And no hint of anything involving thrones. Much closer to the Thomas Crown affair, you know, the whole bit about “round, like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel…”

Omega: My dear sweet man, it says on almost every profile across social media that I don’t do movie quotes. Is this for my benefit, or for your readers?

Nos: Ahhh…. a little of both. If they know the quote it saves about 10,000 words to give what I’m thinking…

Omega: *sigh*

Nos: Oh, well. Is only fair, you’ve memorized most of the Urban Dictionary where I’m faking it.

Omega: No. Stop. I just know how to use it.

Nos: Quickly, I might add. And I’d love to know where you found a cell phone charger driven by a pair of ben wa balls.

Omega: *licks lips* I have my secrets. Now, back to Wintercamp.

Nos: Ok, ok. I was just nosing into diagraming how to sneak some serious money in service of serious philanthropy through the minefield of CNF ill will. This is not easy, you know? They’re even more devious than I am.

Omega: I’ve just been talking to old rock and rollers and other moms. I wish you knew how to spell half of these sounds you make me make.

Nos: *chuckle* Hon, I think your friend who does the Hentai soundtracks needs ‘em on tape. Don’t think MS Text to Speech will get her anything to work with.

Omega: *flat dead pan tone* How do you think the meeting went this morning? And my friends in porn have nothing to do with Wintercamp.

Nos: Thank God and Goddess  alike for small favors.

Omega: Although some of ‘em might back the project…

Nos: And this whole affair is gonna go down in Sausalito California where the mayor might maybe be on our side?

Omega: How’d the meeting go Sweetie?

Nos: Well, it was a damn good look at one end of the spectrum. Good tactical intel on that segment.

Omega: And about the project?

Nos: Valuable tactical on where the opponents would likely strike first. Those who live on rote will fight with what they know best… rote rules that really don’t apply to the situation at hand.

Omega: So how should we handle my brothers when they get here? Please don’t say napalm.

Nos: Nah, that stuff is expensive and dangerous to concoct in the kitchen sink. I should think your typical drill sergeant attitude of you’re in my world now, and I now run your universe should work well enough. Particularly if our D.I. is actually less intrusive and abrasive than where they came from. Knowing where they’ve been that shouldn’t be to hard a line to walk.

Omega: So you’re gonna wear Sgt. Bear? Do you want me to get you the hat for Christmas? Or just the Lincoln Logs and dump truck?

Nos: *lol* Lincoln Logs and dump truck will do me just fine.

Omega: Shucks. I wanted to get the hat. I thought it would be sexy on you.