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Post by kamylienne on Aug 11, 2003 20:01:54 GMT -5
::Catching a glimpse of the rat, she hurries over to him, helping him with the barrel:: ". . . this sure is one way to get their minds off any of their aches . . . what happened over there, at the red castle . . . er, abbey . . . err . . . whatever it is . . . ?"
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 14, 2003 21:58:20 GMT -5
*A female stoat scurries over, takes the barrel, then drags it into the largest sick tent. Hack takes a deep breath and looks down at the mouse*
Hmm, well, we's got a few arrer wounds, which was expected, I mean, even those stupid abbeybeasts get lucky with arrers sometimes, but it seems like lotsa bumps also from a group 'a bloody otters that showed up with slings, and then we's got lotsa cuts from the run back here, 'cause it seems the redwallers got our forces disarrayed with tunnelin'.... anyway, they'll be fine.
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 14, 2003 23:04:09 GMT -5
::perplexed:: "What was the reason for the attack?"
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 15, 2003 1:09:32 GMT -5
**he looks perplexed himself, wondering how she could have missed the obvious**
Well, c'mon, they deserve it, up there in that racist abbey o' theres, think they're all so high and mighty with their gourmet food, and not a vermin beast among 'em! I hardly think a little rob from the rich and give to the poor is out of order when the rich are snobs like them!
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 15, 2003 22:57:12 GMT -5
::she sighs:: " . . . a goodbeast once told me, 'You don't have to love thy neighbor, just leave the !@#$ard alone' . . . was this all necessary?" ::frustrated::
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 15, 2003 23:30:13 GMT -5
**He looks at her, shakes his head softly, and heads to the well at a tired pace**
There are two things I listen to, my orders and my opinon. In the case of Redwall, they both say the same thing. Anyway, recent intellegence indicates we're badly outnumbered, so I doubt the boss will be trying much of anything again soon.
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 15, 2003 23:40:39 GMT -5
**Duckflesh suddenly appears out of the wood, patting Hack on the shoudler and smiling at Kamy as he walks off towards the fire pit**
Ah, Hack, how are you? And Kamy, sleep well? Have we got anything to eat, Hacky? Our men are starved.
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 16, 2003 10:11:46 GMT -5
::stammering, too frustrated to speak:: "Duck, sir . . . w . . . . what in blazes happened? The girls won't be endangered, right? What . . . " ::she trails off, a million questions running through her mind::
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 16, 2003 11:02:26 GMT -5
**he cocks his head**
What? Of course the girls were'nt endangered. There were more than twenty guards left behind, and the Redwallers are to stupid to consider children as threats.
**he pats her on the shoulder, and looks at Hack*
Hack. Food!
**The rat stammers**
wellsir, uhs, we didn't 'spect you back yet, we'll probably have to make something...
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 19, 2003 22:26:59 GMT -5
::puts a paw on Hack's shoulder, as a sign of support:: "I'll help with that . . . "::as they walk off to get some type of meal together, she looks back over her shoulder at Duck . . . 'I don't know why, I just don't trust him . . . ' she thinks. Falling a few steps behind, she quickens her pace to catch up with Hack::
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Post by duckflesh on Aug 19, 2003 23:06:30 GMT -5
**Hack smiles as he walks with her**
why. thankee. What did you girls do with all them berries, anyway?
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 20, 2003 21:11:58 GMT -5
"About half the strawberries and a third of the blueberries went into the scones and the sauce for 'em . . . we've still got plenty left for any meal tonight, if you want to use 'em . . . . "
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Post by Nanalie on Aug 22, 2003 19:34:36 GMT -5
*Chloe runs through the vermin camp looking for some familiar creature. She spots Kamy and jumps up with glee. She sprints to Kamy and hops up on her shoulder, licking her cheek affectionately*
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Post by kamylienne on Aug 22, 2003 20:34:39 GMT -5
::stumbling back from the force of impact, she instinctively wraps her arms around the odd green fuzzball ((note: forgive me if I get the description of Chloe wrong)), dropping her staff in surprise:: "UMPH!!" ::flustered, she shakes her head a moment to gather some of her senses, then confusedly looks at the strange creature:: "Oh, uh, well, hi, there . . . " ::Turning her face, laughing as Chloe slurps her cheek:: "Oh, heh, aren't you quite friendly!" ::She looks to Hack quizzically, as if to ask 'what IS this thing?', then looks around to find out where the creature came from::
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Post by Nanalie on Aug 22, 2003 20:55:05 GMT -5
*Chloe hops off Kamy's shoulder, a bit startled by her sudden movements. She looks up at kamy and smiles*
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