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Post by Auric Ashtongue on Oct 26, 2007 10:50:06 GMT -5
He looked about, then began moving through the encampment. He turned the corner and there was a weasel just finishing loading a crossbow. The two stared at each other for moments, before both drew. Auric fired first, the bullet passing through the weasel's chest and crossbow bolt flying past Auric's head. "Well... that'll do."
He laid down the fire throwerin a particularly non-flammable aea, then began hunting with scimitar and handgun.
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Post by Raiden, Zahi, Lars and Ama on Oct 26, 2007 11:22:53 GMT -5
**Stirring and dispite the cut streching from her brests to her hip, Amathyst sat up sligthly.**
Owwww... What hit me?
**Swaying slightly, she grabbed the bars at the back of the cage for support and looked towards the hare.**
Do yuo know where my brother Lars is?
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Post by Titus Finnington Jauntius on Oct 26, 2007 13:34:35 GMT -5
"Oh, he's swell, taking in the scenery and wondering what his sister will like for dinner, wot." The hare sheathed his weapons to pick the lock. "Where's a bolly big badger when you need one...?"
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 26, 2007 14:18:14 GMT -5
Archon didn't have to fight his way towards a particular location. Seeing the hare struggling with the lock, he strode over, motioned for the hare to step back, and fired a single shot at the lock, which immediately exploded into several pieces. "Brute force wins. Again."
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Post by Titus Finnington Jauntius on Oct 26, 2007 20:54:37 GMT -5
Titus stared at the lock remnants on the ground, then at Archon, then at the gun, then at the remnants. "I'm sorry, I must have blinked. Did someone see a bolly big badger five seconds ago bash this lock and vaniish in a flash, or did lightning strike?" His Mossflower mind didn't quite register the concept of firearms...
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 26, 2007 20:56:16 GMT -5
"No, I pulled the trigger and this thing... You're not that into new technologies, are you?" Archon swung open the cage door to allow Amathyst to leave.
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Post by Titus Finnington Jauntius on Oct 26, 2007 21:00:56 GMT -5
"Tick-nole-gee huzzah?" He tilted his head, ears flopping to the side. "Mate, you must be some kind of magician, or melee just got a hell of a lot cheaper... again."
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 26, 2007 21:02:43 GMT -5
"No magic here, just a lot of brains. Don't worry, not mine." Archon looked around to make sure no opposition was still standing. "I can thank Linx for this..."
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Post by Titus Finnington Jauntius on Oct 26, 2007 21:05:59 GMT -5
"Lynx, eh?" He was about to turn back to rescuing the damsel, when suddenly he sprung forward to grab the mouse by the collar. "LYNX?! As in CAT?! As in WILDcat?!"
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 26, 2007 21:07:41 GMT -5
Archon forcibly removed the hare's paws, martial arts-style. "No. L-I-N-X. It's a mouse, and that's his name, now relax."
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Post by Titus Finnington Jauntius on Oct 26, 2007 21:12:46 GMT -5
"Sorry, it's... bloody battle nerves..." The mad gleam vanished from his eyes, replaced with the usual exhaustion. "Didn't mean to put you off, mate... Just a misunderstanding..."
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 26, 2007 21:14:54 GMT -5
"No, it's all right. Never had that particular misconception but people do tend to mess up with his name..." Archon sighed and rubbed his neck behind where he had been grabbed. "He invented this thing, though. I'm pretty glad I managed to land myself with someone like him."
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Post by Titus Finnington Jauntius on Oct 26, 2007 21:24:22 GMT -5
"Aye... will have to have a talk with the genius who cooked that up." Being a fighting hare, Titus was very conscious of the future of the battlefield, even if he didn't reallu understand some of the specifics. "I'm Titus. Titus Finnington Jauntius, formerly a sergeant of his badgership's Long Patrol."
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Post by Linx Exotic on Oct 26, 2007 21:25:42 GMT -5
"Good to meet you. I'm Archon, soldier of Otter's Fort... And somehow really high up since I have some very lucky connections."
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Post by Titus Finnington Jauntius on Oct 26, 2007 21:34:38 GMT -5
"I assume that's the fort with all the otters?" Ironically, his next stop. It was the next major community on his search north. If he had to keep heading all way the Highlands and wildcat central, he would...
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