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Post by Tallone\Marint\Flax\Martan on Dec 13, 2007 17:54:18 GMT -5
"Where?" he asked, looking around.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 13, 2007 17:56:03 GMT -5
"There's a lot of locations within the fort to visit, most visible from your vantage point, and even more outside..." Archon brushed his paw over his concealed CLOS, tucked in a shoulder holster under his jacket.
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Post by Tallone\Marint\Flax\Martan on Dec 13, 2007 17:57:35 GMT -5
"I meant where joo can go dat I would caure to go..." he said, expanding on his previous question.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 13, 2007 17:58:48 GMT -5
"Oh, right..." Archon mulled over that one for a second. Tough question. "You may want to check out the training grounds. Although I doubt you'd do any sparring, there are some things I think you'll want to see if you're staying here." His paw brushed over his CLOS again.
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Post by Tallone\Marint\Flax\Martan on Dec 13, 2007 18:02:47 GMT -5
"Aulright..." he said, clacking his beak in assent.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 13, 2007 18:04:39 GMT -5
"Big open area, no grass, you can't miss it, I'll meet you there in five minutes. I have to go pick a couple things up." He nodded to Linx, who returned the gesture knowingly.
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Post by Tallone\Marint\Flax\Martan on Dec 13, 2007 18:06:02 GMT -5
"Very well..." he said, opening his wings and flapping strongly to lift himself up into the air as he jumped off the edge of the walltop.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 13, 2007 18:07:19 GMT -5
OOC: Skip five minutes, stick to this thread for convenience's sake. We may do a lot of moving, so one thread.
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Post by Tallone\Marint\Flax\Martan on Dec 13, 2007 18:11:06 GMT -5
((okay))
Flax strutted around on the ground, waiting for the two mice.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 13, 2007 18:16:06 GMT -5
Linx greeted Flax, a CAR cradled in one arm. "Hey, we're here."
Archon was following with a repeater rifle.
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Post by Tallone\Marint\Flax\Martan on Dec 13, 2007 18:23:38 GMT -5
Flax turned, his own gear upon his person. He wasn't an idiot, he knew they wanted to see what he could do. He was wearing steel, chrome-plated battle claws, a chrome-plated steel warbeak, and a pair of spurs on the backs of his feet, all of them dulled. It was his training set.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Dec 13, 2007 18:36:44 GMT -5
"I'm not here to try and spar you." Linx raised his CAR to show Flax. "This is a demonstration, on my part. I'd never fight you with this. I don't wish to kill you."
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Post by Tallone\Marint\Flax\Martan on Jan 12, 2008 15:26:58 GMT -5
Flax stared at him through narrowed eyes for a moment, then sighed. He was bored. And while it was quite impressive, even though he didn't yet know what the thing the mouse was holding was, he didn't care/ What use ad he for weapons that required paws?
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Post by Linx Exotic on Jan 12, 2008 15:30:39 GMT -5
"OK, maybe sometime I'll make an adaptation of my weapons for use by birds. This isn't exactly fair," Linx remarked as he cocked and raised his CAR, pointing its muzzle at one of the archery targets. "You see that target?"
Archon watched as Linx pulled the trigger and the target was steadily torn to shreds as the mouse held it on full-automatic. Only when the CAR made its loud click it always made when it was out of ammunition did Linx stop. "Linx, what target?"
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Post by Tallone\Marint\Flax\Martan on Jan 12, 2008 15:48:17 GMT -5
Flax nodded. The little mice (little to him, anyways) were quite the warriors, it would seem.
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