Odd Prompts: Leggy Blonde

This week's prompt sees the Hatrack ambling casually back into my life...

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When the leggy blonde walked into my office, I looked up with appreciation. Started counting legs. Quit after six, because I changed my mind about them. No blonde should have that many legs. She got all the way through the door, then proved her legs were all double jointed by curling them up so she could come down to my eye level. 

“I need you, Soldagh Dennessey.” 

“That’s what my wife says,” Popped out of my lips before I could stop myself. 

All her eyes twinkled and the little golden hairs covering her pedipalps rippled in amusement. “I have no intention of taking you from the ruby dragon! No, this case is of interest to her, as well.” 

I tipped back in my chair a bit and prepared to listen. I missed a lot of things about the old office, the first of them being Mila keeping watch outside my office, but I had to admit this chair was less likely to tip me on my ass if I wasn’t careful. 

“So go on. You intrigue me.”  

“Let me relate a bit of history to you, before I come to the point.” 

You know? When a six-foot tall leggy blonde tells you she’s going to pedant at you? You sit there and you listen. At least I figured that was my best option given she was between me and the door. I’d asked for a back door months ago, but bureaucracies run at their own speed and I’d be an old man before I had an escape route again. 

“The Delarian Sapphire has been the cause of much bloodshed. Ancient lore says that whoever held it could command the (widely believed to be mythical) Blue Dragons.” She stopped, and I opened my mouth to say something, then closed it again. She waited a moment, then continued. “I believe I know where it is, currently, and I need you to get it for me.” 

“I really think you need to talk to the wife.” I sat up in my chair. “First of all, pretty certain that the whole gemstone to control dragons is complete BS...” 

She interrupted me. “I never said it was effective, Mr. Dennessey. Simply that myths hold it in that light. No, I need you. The Alchemist is a great dragon of renown, and will draw all the wrong attention.” 

I contemplated her point in silence, and from several angles. It was a sharp point, with angles she didn’t - couldn’t - even know about.

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I was prompted this week by AC Young with "The Delarian Sapphire had been the cause of much bloodshed. Ancient lore said that whoever held it could command the (widely believed to be mythical) Blue Dragons." 

I prompted Leigh Kimmel with "They are almost more work when teenagers than as toddlers" 

I cut it necessarily short - tired, and was out running around buying bookshelves because I'm tired of not having reference materials at hand... and I hoard books. I'm a book wyrm. 

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