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 Posted: Sun Oct 17, 2010 5:45 pm
Tadge landed neatly in the clearing, stretching his wings. It was a great relief to get away from his fathers. Especially Ranualf. The man was like a drill sergeant. Tadge needed a break from the bossiness.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 8:36 pm
Not too far from where he landed, an argument was already in progress.
"Give me back my sword, you simple minded cretin!" A female voice was yelling.
"If you need swords, you're clearly in danger! I'll help!" came the over enthusiastic male reply from what sounded like a yearling.
"I can protect myself, oaf! Give it back before I flatten you!"
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 9:31 am
"...." Alright, that didn't sound good. Curious, Tadge followed the sounds until he found the source. He didn't much intend on interrupting, but it didn't hurt to just find out what was going on.
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2010 2:29 pm
Spark had one of Zil's swords and was swinging it around wildly, a danger to himself, Zil, and anything else in the general area.
"Just set it down and go away!"
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 8:55 am
".... stare " Alright, not what he'd been expecting. "Problem here?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 11:31 pm
"If this moron doesn't put down my sword, there will be," Zil snarled.
"A hero is supposed to rescue a damsel in distress!" Spark said, "It's in the handbook."
Furious, Zil launched herself at Spark.
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Posted: Sat Jan 01, 2011 3:07 pm
Tadge took a step back and watched with mild curiosity.
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Posted: Sun Jan 02, 2011 5:54 pm
Spark staggered back, doing damage from flailing as he tried to avoid her.
Zil was trying to disarm him. Against a fighter, she was great. She could read bodies, see what was logical, what was likely to be the next move, but how did one prepare for randomness?!
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 7:33 am
Tadge rolled his eyes and waited for an opportunity to slip in and conk him on the forehead.
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Posted: Sat Jan 15, 2011 11:06 am
"Thanks," Zil muttered once Spark was sprawled on the ground. She claimed back her sword, sheathing both before looking to the one who had helped her out.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 9:19 am
Tadge nudged the prone form on the ground thoughtfully.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:52 pm
"What do we do with... it?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 11:18 pm
"That depends on how squeamish you are."
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Posted: Sat Jan 22, 2011 5:37 pm
"Not... particularly.... why?" she asked, eying him.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:53 pm
He grinned darkly, leaving it up to her imagination as he flung the fallen peg over his shoulder.
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