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Post by Tsarmina and Gingevere on Mar 3, 2007 20:35:29 GMT -5
**Tsarmina saluted Tritan**
Aye, aye Captain Tritan! But... I am not a rebel! I have an empire of me own!
**She looked back down and started weaving again**
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Lars and Evil Sunfire
Left Paw
Warrior / Ranger
I am the son of the White Knight. I am the lost one. Fear my cry.
Posts: 302
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Post by Lars and Evil Sunfire on Mar 4, 2007 15:01:07 GMT -5
If another Chestnut brown fieldmouse is seen... I'll leave... Quickly... It might be my aunt... BYE!
**Lars runs quickly away as a ominus shadow was seen.**
Was that my nephew that just ran off?
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Post by Tsarmina and Gingevere on Mar 4, 2007 15:10:05 GMT -5
**Tsarmina looks up and sees Sunfire**
Er.. nope.. That was uh... Marian! Yea. She had to use the loo(sp?)
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Lars and Evil Sunfire
Left Paw
Warrior / Ranger
I am the son of the White Knight. I am the lost one. Fear my cry.
Posts: 302
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Post by Lars and Evil Sunfire on Mar 4, 2007 15:13:35 GMT -5
Not with this sword cat!
**Lars's voice sounded from the other side of the bushes
That's his voice I think... I'll be right back...
**Sunfire goes into the bushes and a few brutal hitting sounds are heard. She comes back dragging a very dazed Lars.**
I can't hate you here Lars... That's my day job, and I'm in the Clan's camp, not Tsarmina's.
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Post by Tsarmina and Gingevere on Mar 4, 2007 15:16:48 GMT -5
**Tsarmina casted an angry glare. Looking back down, she muttered something under her breath**
Well see who's going to be sorry for making a certain someone mad. Say yore payers, cranky yet bossy, oversized rodent.
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Lars and Evil Sunfire
Left Paw
Warrior / Ranger
I am the son of the White Knight. I am the lost one. Fear my cry.
Posts: 302
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Post by Lars and Evil Sunfire on Mar 4, 2007 15:23:14 GMT -5
Sorry boss, but nobeast beats up my nephew but me.
d**n straight.
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Post by Tsarmina and Gingevere on Mar 5, 2007 19:25:28 GMT -5
**Smiles** That's good, Sunfire. Make sure to let him have it! Muahahahahahahaha
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Lars and Evil Sunfire
Left Paw
Warrior / Ranger
I am the son of the White Knight. I am the lost one. Fear my cry.
Posts: 302
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Post by Lars and Evil Sunfire on Mar 18, 2007 7:47:46 GMT -5
If I totally beat him up, I wopn't have much fun... He also might not get the chance to have offspring for me to hate...
**Picking up a large mallet, she felt it's weight for a few moments before pouting and resting the hammer head under her ear.**
Hom many foot paw claws to smash? So many to pick from...
None please auntie Sunfire... I need them to stand up... and to walk...
Coward...
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Post by Tritan on Mar 20, 2007 9:24:52 GMT -5
*What was this? A fight between two of his rebels? And especially they were related! Tritan would not, and could not tolerate this. he fumed inwardly and walked towards Sunfire, snatching the mallet from her paws and casting it aside. He was decidedly angry.*
Miss Sunfire, you are a new member to this clan, and I must remind you that manners exist here and Lars is not to be treated badly! Check the Rules in the Entrance Tunnel.
*With a warning glance he looked around., glancing at the beasts who had willingly come to help.*
You lot, get workin'! We wont get this 'ere ship done if we're fightin' all day!
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Lars and Evil Sunfire
Left Paw
Warrior / Ranger
I am the son of the White Knight. I am the lost one. Fear my cry.
Posts: 302
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Post by Lars and Evil Sunfire on Mar 22, 2007 13:55:00 GMT -5
She's evil... She's on Tsarmina's payroll rather than yours, Tritan, sir.
**Reaching for his sword, Lars stopped suddenly.**
I can't... I can't draw steel against my aunt... 'sides, my blade has disappeared.
I haven't fought for justice for thirty years, not since Raiden left me for dead.
**Letting her nephew go, the evil mouse held up a very familiar sword.**
You mean this sword dear nephew?
Hey! That's dad's old longsword... The one Horus made from a broken Claymore... At least before he Horus went and killed mother...
Shut up! You wouldn't even be alive if I never saved Raiden a few times. I may have hated his guts and his spirit, but it doesn't mean I didn't need him alive for my own ends.
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Post by Omorro on Mar 24, 2007 16:21:12 GMT -5
**Omorro watched the events unrolling form the corner of his eye, running his tongue along the tips of his pointed teeth. Whether he felt any shock of not could not be told by the look in his cold eyes for no look other than disapproval was present.**
"You lot, get workin'! We wont get this 'ere ship done if we're fightin' all day."
**The ferret scowled as the order, never being on e who likes manual labour in the least. Before he could say something snappy however, Lars blubbered out something about his aunt.**
"She's evil... She's on Tsarmina's payroll rather than yours, Tritan, sir."
**As a dialog between the two mice unraveled, the sebeast couldn't help but grin. This smirk twisted into a smile when Lars's aunt seemed to materialize the younger mouse's sword.**
Well, it would seem not only do we have the greatest means of keeping Jadeblood out or our noses but our own warriors can't even keep their paws on their swords. It's that just precious....
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Lars and Evil Sunfire
Left Paw
Warrior / Ranger
I am the son of the White Knight. I am the lost one. Fear my cry.
Posts: 302
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Post by Lars and Evil Sunfire on Apr 2, 2007 10:46:54 GMT -5
Oh do shut up! At least my blades have more worth than your ship does right now.
**A sudden thought flashed through Sunfire's mind.
Who... Who are you?
I? I am the beast who saved your life.
You... You did? I am grateful...
**She didn't know the mouse, but she was gratefull to him all the same... Little did she know that the mouse was a known bandit along the westen edge of the Silversword-Skullsword boundry. Her lesson was only evidant, both a day, and a few months later. The first was her brooch, the second was a daughter... a daughter that she had to abbandon at Redwall abbey's gates. She had passed by the fortress of the Guardians Of Mossflower, yet never entered or joined the ranks of the Guardians. It didn't stop her talking to several beasts from around the fort though...**
Looking back on the memory, Sunfire thought that Tritan looked some-what familiar.**
Come to looks Commander Tritan, You look quite like the otter I once talked to some years ago...
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Theurl
Expendable
It's me!
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Post by Theurl on Apr 3, 2007 9:10:02 GMT -5
**Theurl came sneaking out into the middle. He had overslept, but tried to mingle in the middle of the crowd hoping not to be noticed. He saw Omorro, his boss, and slinked down even more.**
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Post by Tsarmina and Gingevere on Apr 3, 2007 11:09:19 GMT -5
**Tsarmina's tired eyes gazed at Sunfire longingly**
Okay. We're never going to get this demned ship ready to set sail if you fools keep blabbering and fighting. Now, Tritan, be a good leader and get back to work! Sunfire, hand back the boy's toyblade.
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Post by Tritan on Apr 4, 2007 9:16:30 GMT -5
What? What are you insinuating, cat? *Tsarmina had gone too far. Accusing him of being a bad leader was the last straw. He had had anger building up inside of him, and now it exploded. He strode up to Tsarmina, a tangible aura of menace hanging about him. Tritan was a full head taller than her, and his paw strayed to his sabre hilt. His whole body shook with the exertion not to strike her.*
Everyone, this is the last time I will say this. Start workin'! And Sunfire, you can help instead of making things worse.
*Tritan stormed off to the two-beast saw and sawed alone with fierce strength.
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