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 Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2005 2:46 am
::She snickered privately:: I wonder when they'll figger out how much badgerwine the ole stripedog sent me away with...
That there in yer paws misses is a bit of October Ale tippled with just a smidgeon of finest ole badgerwine... very few beasts ever even tasted the stuff; so feel lucky, eh?
::But she stopped slightly:: But it should be a happy time for ye... found yer brether an' all...
Anythin' ye want to talk about...?
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2005 12:33 pm
Just being here makes me feel lucky, you know? ::she smiled, nodded:: Thanks for this, again.
::She swished the mixture of alcohols around in her mug, watching the dark colored drink swirl at the base. She really didn't know what to say.::
I know, and I am happy. Very happy. ::Terra was, simply knowing her brother was alive...but-::
But he might loose his arm.
::She gave a soft sigh, closing her eyes and chasing down the second and final gulp of her ale, coughing up a little but otherwise taking the drink just fine. She was quite for a moment, until a question came to mind::
Did you fight? With Ather?
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2005 3:11 pm
Mmmm? ::She was stirred suddenly by the question, blinking her one eye there quite vacantly at Terra:: Aye... fought alongside if ye mean... not against any'ow...
Aye... ::She scratched vacantly beneath her chin:: Didn't see much of 'im in action I 'aveta admit... when ye enter battle... sometimes, it's easy to lose sight of a lotter things an' all...
Dibbuns aside... ::She looked over to her; a fiendish, near wicked grin appeared on her muzzle:: I fight like a beast possessed out there...
And ye tell me yersel'... if ah can go fight out there... an' bring down flamin' beasts three times me size, ye'd be a fools' girl te believe yer brother losin' an arm'll matter diddle squat...
::She paused somewhat, her more jovial manner returned as she looked upward:: Aye... 's harly somefin' ye line up an' volunteer fer te 'ave yer arm lopped off... but... ::She looked to her own chest; and the place where a shoulder would have been, but it seemed to end just before any solid shoulder could have appeared::
Trust me on this one lass, it hurts, but there're a lot worse things 't cn' appen...
Ye have me best wishes 'e'll make it through all limbs intact... but if'n the worse comes, ye remember 'e's still got 'imself a fine pair a' legs; a good set of ears anna' pretty setta eyes...
All's different is 'e'll 'aveter work harder with his ether arm to make up for the one gone ay-whul...
Ain't nothin' changin' 'bout yer brether on the inside... jus' keep that 'un in mind now...
::She finally made her way to look in the way she had originally been going:: Now... ah'm not sayin' ta go celebratin' an' 'oping 'e DES lose the arm... just you'ns make sure if it 'as to go; make sure 'e knows 'e lost that arm fer the lives a' many a' good beast... n' 'e should be right proud 'e did it...
Just make sure 'e knows 'e's a flamin' 'ero... annin a grand ould place like this; there ain't no time to mope about in...
::A settling smile finished on her features as she looked back:: This comin' from one who knows...
Ye can keep the mug by the by... ::She chuckled as she limped offward::
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Posted: Fri Aug 19, 2005 8:31 pm
::Terra felt pretty good right then, listening to such an experienced warrior speak with her, reason with her and help ease her worries. This fox, although showing rather obvious battle wounds, seemed very sure of herself and her talents; she was a true warrior....what Terra wanted to be more than anything in the world. Even more, now, after the death of her parents...::
I'm proud of him, whatever happens. ::she smiled vaguely, lost in a string of memories of her brother.::
Thank you, ma'am. :: As the fox limped off, she gave a small wave::
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 7:28 am
Ehhhh... think nothin' of it, ya hear? ::She waved trivially without looking back:: Jus' make sure yon badgerwine in that mug stays a secret 'tween meself and yourself...
::But she did stop and turn for a moment, just tipping the straw hat topping her head:: An ye' let Ather know Fenya'll make 'im a right nice war story to go with that arm... ::Grinning, she let go of her hat and about turned, slowly limping off once more::
::But it wasn't long before Terra had company again, this time in form of Jasmine, she was still a mess, although she had gone to great lengths to clean up her bloodied appearance, yet somehow it didn't help much as she stood there, paws clasped before her, trying to make a tired smile:: Are you ready to see him, now?
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 11:58 am
::Terra's smile didn't last long. As soon as Jasmine appeared again, looking so tired and worn, she fell back into her serious expression. She didn't answer her immediately...it took Terra a moment before she finally nodded::
Yes. I'd like to see him.
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Posted: Sat Aug 20, 2005 1:31 pm
::Inward she took her; past an already exhausted and sleeping Shune to where Ather lay in repose; maybe Jasmine should have explained it more calmly earlier first to her, but only now when Terra saw her brother; and the arm seemed to be missing would it enter panic time; only THEN did Jasmine have the sense to speak up...::
We've bound his arm against his chest for the moment... :;Did she expect Terra to take in the bulge in the bandages? Did she just merely forget? Was this rubbing salt in the wound with some cruel jest?:: ...We've done all we can for his arm... he can't move it for a while... but hopefully when the time comes, his arm will be fine again...
We really can't tell without time... ::She turned back to Terra:: ...He should be awakening soon mayhap...
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Posted: Sun Aug 21, 2005 3:09 pm
::Her first reaction was nothing. Her heart lodged itself in her throat and she couldn't breathe for what seemed to be forever. But then, Jasmine explained his arm was still there, just hugged to his chest and wrapped.
Now that she calmed down and actually looked, she could see the bulge in the bandages and a calm washed over her::
Thank you, Jasmine. ::she appeared breathless as she stepped up beside Ather. Her paw reached out, gently tracing the lines of his face. She wanted him to open his eyes so he could talk to her...she'd missed him so much, and it didn't appear to hit her until just then::
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 11:39 am
((Lol; will he wake up anytime soon? X3 I think peeps wanna see this bit end and begin moving on now...))
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:45 pm
((We can end it now if you'd like. I'm cool with it. (: ))
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Jen the Quiet Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 8:06 pm
((So, now we've just gotta kill the vermin, then the storyline is FINALLY over.))
((Not that it hasn't been fun.))
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 1:58 pm
((AMEN! Okay, so. It's Jas's vermin (when isn't it?) so she has to set up the scene! Muah. heart ))
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Jen the Quiet Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Aug 23, 2005 5:39 pm
((Have I told you that I love your AV?))
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 12:44 pm
::There was a sudden irritance aside Turan's shoulder, after a minute; it repeated again, the tapping of a paw gently trying to get his attention; wherein, if he may have turned around, he would have discovered Checkers the Otter-jester standing there, wringing his hat nervously with both paws once more, this time issuing a strange jangling noise with his rolling up of the hat::
Um... pardon me... but... um.... we have a problem out there, sir...
::Checkers had acted just as guilty, just as hesitant, and just as dreary since the incident with the abbess, always looking just as sorry with everything he said as if he should be for saying whatever he had tidings to bring of in any case... it was probably no more than somebeast had lobbed a door off it's hinges or had an argument, or spilled soup on something...::
~~~~~
::Or it was THIS kind of something...::
::There they stood now before the abbey, hoarde upon hoarde of ferrets, stoats, weasels, all manner of ermine stood before the abbey walls, heralding themselves by the ditch ways as other vermin were pulling out chopped down trees, stripped of their leaves and such, but with their branches sharpened and a large pointed spike tipping bottoming each one, they were driving them into the ground before the ditch and all round, while other ermine were there with large cumbersome shields::
::...It looked like they'd recruited half the ermine in Mossflower for this one; and the work they seemed to have assembled here must have took some great skill and time; no wonder they'd moved that far off to avoid detection while building these...::
::It was the work of thought; and no doubt a plan brought to fight a long stand in... it seemed these beasts were ready to try and drive the entire abbey to seige the good old long way; and stood ready before their leaders; Dregs and his dear, wonderful, leering bride, who was being so courteously covered ready by a shield in husband's arms; and she smirked upon the ramparts even stuck on crutch as she was::
Dear Martin... ::Jasmine herself had came for this sight, and stared down upon the vermin there, only wondering how much effort and ploy this had taken, and if it were a hint for what was to come::
::Immediately Kusaa and Whisper fell alongside her from opposite sides:: And that's not the worst of it...
They have us on all sides... : biggrin enoted Kusaa in her normal monotone::
I'm rather open to ideas right now...
WHAT SAY YOU ABBEY-CODDLERS!?!?!? ::Came the voice loud and clear from the ground:: WHAT DO YOU SAY WHEN YOUR OWN WALLS BECOME YOUR OWN PRISON!?!?
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 1:30 pm
The young abbey warrior turned as he was tapped on the shoulder, looking with a small frown upon the guilty looking otter. Turan didn''t understand why Checkers felt it necessary to blame himself for the incident, and was just about to say so when an ominous thought occurred to him about what could be happening outside. He left the Great Hall quickly, yet discreetly to avoid upsetting the abbey-dwellers who were still enjoying the food and Fenya''s stories. He rushed up the stairs to the ramparts to come to the side of Jasmine and the bats.
Tannia, who was never far from Turan, followed him after hearing Checkers give a warning about goings-on outside. She looked down at the vermin with a look of shock and absolute fury.
Turan''s face was rather expressionless. He''d been through a very trying few days, and was both emotionally and physically drained. He shook his head a bit, his mind racing in his silence. He finally spoke, his voice calm and even. "They look as if they plan on laying seige to the abbey. We have the supplies to wait them out for now - plenty of water with the pond and food from our gardens and storage. However, we can''t stay like that - but we''re in no position to fight them right now." His bright blue eyes swept across the mass of vermin, and from the last line it was to be assumed he''d expect Redwall to be calling for help, but he said nothing of this yet.
In the meantime, Eula had seen several creatures running up to the ramparts during her walk around the grounds. Curious and startled, she followed the group and showed up a few moments later. She looked down on the mess with a groan. "Oh, the bastards. I was just going to get some sleep too!"
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