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Post by Auric Ashtongue on Oct 21, 2007 15:49:26 GMT -5
"Did they look like random thugs? Nothing unusual, just beasts looking for a free meal?" He was loading his weapon. He had 'borrowed' the grenades from ammunition storage and was hopefully carrying more than he needed.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 21, 2007 15:51:53 GMT -5
"Couldn't tell," Archon regretfully replied. "I was a bit far away and when I was close I wasn't paying attention to them, but they didn't have any sniping weapons or anything... Where did you get those shells?"
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Post by Auric Ashtongue on Oct 21, 2007 16:01:30 GMT -5
"The shop. I borrowed the keys from Linx while he was unconscious. I didn't think he'd mind. I think the bag is his, too. Though if we have to fight in the forest, I'll probably wish I'd borrowed something else."
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 21, 2007 16:03:16 GMT -5
"Could've asked..." Archon looked at Auric with his annoyed face. "Well, who do I have to blame for that?"
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Post by Auric Ashtongue on Oct 21, 2007 16:08:16 GMT -5
Auric gave an innocent expression. "The thirty plus vermin threatening our comrades?"
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 21, 2007 16:12:22 GMT -5
"I'm talking about Linx, Auric," Archon muttered. "He's knocked out and all I have to thank for that is my own perfect aim."
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Post by Auric Ashtongue on Oct 21, 2007 16:20:00 GMT -5
"You can collect some enemy scalps and present them to him as an apology. I'm sure he'll be touched."
Yay for vermin sentimentality...
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 21, 2007 16:21:47 GMT -5
"Probably in totally the wrong place," Archon said. "You forgot to factor in the part where he's neither a corsair nor a corsair pine marten. The important thing here is that I shot him, though."
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Post by Auric Ashtongue on Oct 21, 2007 16:30:45 GMT -5
OOC: You know... I seriously, SERIOUSLY doubt they've invented bullet removal surgery yet.
BIC: "You weren't aiming for him. Trust me, I've been stabbed by accident before. He might scold you harshly and call you a fool... but he'll still love you. Trust he'll be fine. First we have ton finsh the job you two started."
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 21, 2007 16:33:28 GMT -5
OOC: The bolt was at such a high velocity it went out the other side. No need.
BIC: "I think I... Well, what I'm saying is I feel like... OK, I really need to make a complete sentence sooner or later."
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Post by Auric Ashtongue on Oct 21, 2007 16:38:20 GMT -5
"Don't worry. The enemy only needs you to grunt fiecely or scream one-word battlecries." Auric wondered if they would all be dead before he got to roast some stranger.
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 21, 2007 16:40:06 GMT -5
"All I want to do is pull this trigger. Not sure what to think, may as well fall back on violence. Again." Archon wondered if he did that too much. "I'm not sure what to say about Linx, though, I mean, I shot him!"
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Post by Auric Ashtongue on Oct 21, 2007 16:47:51 GMT -5
"It happens in war. Friendly wounding is a common occurence. The Linx I know wouldn't worry about it. If anything, he'll just add a safety feature or something to the weapon."
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 21, 2007 16:49:23 GMT -5
"No, I... Didn't compensate for wind offset. This is the first time it's happened, I don't really..." Archon trailed off. "I just can't believe I did that, even by accident. It's just so..."
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Post by Auric Ashtongue on Oct 21, 2007 16:53:38 GMT -5
"Then the wind did it... I think I can hear them now." He positioned his fire thrower, ready for a roast.
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