Mercenaries of the Gods: Chronicle One - Stories

Soulmates

The fire emits a loud pop as a small ember shoots off harmlessly to the side. Rina stands without saying anything and gives Alan a big hug then moves over to Kadlin and hugs her with the same force. "I thought you two ass hats were just fucking around but I didn't know you two were fucking soul mates!" She gives them both a very big smile as she returns to her seat. "I'm fucking pissed off that you assholes didn't tell me sooner but I'm so fucking happy for you two!" 

Thrack stands as he gives Alan a smile. Alan stands quickly and Thrack casts a quick spell, switching their beanbag chairs. Alan moves to his new spot next to his mate and takes a seat. Looking at the couple, Thrack says "It is not right for me to keep you apart any longer." as he sits in his new spot. 

Kadlin puts her head on Alan's shoulder, and he wraps his hand around her waist. Confused by everyone's reaction, he looks over the couple as they embrace. "What's everyone making a big deal about? What did you two do?" 

Thrack turns his attention to the bewildered Robert. "The phrase soulmate is flung around very casually in the mortal coils. Here, on this particular spiritual coil, it is a most sacred thing. What they did is called a soul mating. They transcended their forms, entwining their essences in the ultimate expressions of intimacy. Only two whom are completely perfect for each other can execute the ritual and they are but the third couple know to me capable of executing said ritual. I suspected they may be soul mates during their first meeting in Amelia's office, but that is a story for another time." 

In her dirtiest voice, and with a very exaggerated thrusting of her hips, Rina shouts "That was tusk face's nice ass way of saying their souls got down and did the fucking nasty!" 

While everyone else chuckles, Thrack lowers his head as melancholy thought fill his mind. As they notice Thrack's sad disposition, everyone gets quiet and turns a s sympathetic eye to their friend. Alan puts his hand on Thrack's massive shoulder. "Don't worry buddy." Alan says in a soft and compassionate voice. "You will be with yours soon. I'm sure of it." 

As he looks to his left then to his right, Thrack forms a bittersweet smile, feeling grateful for his friends. "Perhaps continuing the story is the best action right now." Alan smiles and nods in agreement. "Very good idea buddy. So where were we..."