THE HEROS’ BEST FRIENDS
Well, it is Monday once again, and I have yet another interview for your reading pleasure. Apparently all of August is Character interview Month. I’m not even sad about it, I’m loving this. And I mean, really, what better way to get to know your characters but to talk to them? In an official capacity?
Okay, yeah, I see how that sounds. Let’s talk to imaginary people…whatever. Today I roped in the hero’s best friends. And man oh man are they very different souls. This will be an experience. Enjoy!
Me: Okay boys, I’ve tried this a few times, and so far I’ve had to break up a fight and run for my life. I’m hoping the two of you can behave yourselves.
Uriel: Of course, of course. I am an angel after all.
Xander: ::crosses his arms over his chest and scoffs::
Me: Don’t mind him, he’s referred to as the dark angel. I think he’s just jealous at meeting a real angel.
Xander: ::turns his death glare to me:: I don’t get jealous.
Me: ::pauses for a sigh:: Yup, this is going to go well, I can tell.
Uriel: Come child, just ask us your questions. We shall answer them all honestly.
Me: Well, you will because you have to.
Uriel: Ask!
Me: Okay, well I start all of these with introductions. Who are you, where are you from, where do you live–that sort of thing.
Uriel: Ah, that is easy. I am Uriel, sometimes known as the Light of God. ::pauses to wait for recognition–there is silence:: I am from heaven where I kept watch of the gates of Eden. At the moment, I am stationed with the rest of the Archangels on earth, at The Gates.
Me: And where are The Gates located?
Uriel: On earth.
Me: ::blinks at him:: No, I mean…nevermind. Xander?
Xander: It seems you know my name.
Me: Well yeah, but the others don’t.
Xander: What others?
Me: The, uh…the people that read my blog.
Xander: ::glares at me::
Me: Fine, I’ll do it. This is Alexander from Latvia. He–
Xander: Don’t call me that again if you have a fondness for your tongue.
Me: ::gulps, leans back in chair:: Xander, this is Xander.
Xander: ::nods in approval::
Me: Mercy me, let’s carry on, yeah? What are your favorite quotes?
Uriel: I’m quite a fan of Shakespeare.
Me: Well that’s news to me.
Uriel: ::nods:: My attendant introduced me to his works, and I find them quite entertaining.
Me: Interesting. Okay. So what’s your favorite Shakespeare quote?
Uriel: “Be not afraid of greatness: some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.” From his play, Twelfth Night. I do believe he was quite accurate in this observation.
Me: Wow…that’s great, Uriel. Thanks. ::turns to Xander:: What about you?
Xander: “Every man forges his own destiny.”
Me: ::waits:: And who said that?
Xander: Everyone.
Me: ::grits teeth and forces a smile:: Of course. Good ol’ “everyone”.
Xander: ::stares::
Me: Fine. What is your favorite outdoor activity?
Xander: Hunting.
Me: ::shivers:: I bet it is…
Uriel: Ah, you also enjoy the hunt? What is your greatest catch?
Xander: ::grins wickedly, but says nothing::
Uriel: ::looks to me:: I should not press for details, should I?
Me: No, you should not.
Uriel: Well, I truly enjoy gardening.
Me: Gardening?
Uriel: Yes. I find it fascinating to watch the plants grow.
Me: You don’t mean literally, do you?
Uriel: Of course I do. Why?
Me: I mean, well, that’s just a long time to sit there and do nothing.
Uriel: I am not doing nothing. I am watching the plants grow.
Me: ::stares open mouthed::
Xander: ::chuckles behind his fist::
Me: I don’t know why I do this to myself. Okay, what is your favorite sound?
Uriel: Have you ever heard a star erupt into existence?
Me: ::gaping:: No.
Uriel: That is too bad. It is a very beautiful sound.
Me: ::looking sideways at Xander:: I bet it is. Please just give me an easy answer on this, Xander.
Xander: I like the guitar.
Me: Wait! Who plays the guitar?
Xander: I do.
Me: Since when?
Xander: ::gives me a look that lets me know how stupid he thinks I am::
Me: Fine!
Uriel: Are you upset, little one?
Me: No one calls me “little one”, and I’m fine.
Uriel: ::holds his hands up:: As you say, but you sound quite upset.
Me: ::through gritted teeth:: I said, I’m fine.
Uriel: Have you any other questions? I should be returning soon.
Me: ::looks at notes:: Yeah, a couple more. Um…What would you do if you were immortal for a day…?
Uriel: ::looks at Xander::
Xander: ::quirks an eyebrow and looks back at Uriel::
Uriel: You are also immortal?
Xander: ::nods::
Uriel: I see.
Xander: You know how stupid a question that is, right?
Me: ::facepalm:: I do. Thanks so much for pointing it out!
Xander: You’re welcome.
Me: Alright, we’re done. I don’t want to do this anymore. Why do I keep doing this?
Uriel: Come now, it was a great time. And no one is fighting!
Me: I think “great” might be stretching it just a bit. But I suppose you’re right. This was marginally better than the other interviews. Thanks guys.
Xander: ::shakes his head as he gets up to leave:: Now I know where Tree gets it from.
Me: That’s it! ::runs at the vampire:: I’m going to kill you! I’m your creator, you know! ::Uriel grabs me around the middle to hold me back:: All I have to do is write you out of the story!
Xander: You can try.
Me: You are such a pain in the ass! I’m the author! I write your story! You should have some respect!
Uriel: Well, I suppose it is my place to say thank you to the, uh–readers. I am going to see if I can ward a room that will keep our dear author in before she gets herself hurt. Good day friends!
