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 Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 1:51 pm
Soo.... ::Whisper lay casually against the rampart walls:: Here for a bit I suppose?
We could easily carry messages far above their heads to comrades ::Kusaa was quick to suggest upon Turan's side:: I doubt they can hit myself or Whisper at heights indiscernable, especially at night...
There's a full moon tonight... ::Whisper said:: You'll have to wait a good day or two before we can get a good night's cover past THAT lot... you said it yourself, we can sit put for a while... although something tells me THEY won't...
::Kusaa went subtly quiet as many a time someone spoke back to her::
We need to rally some more guards for one thing... ::Jasmine observed without quite noticing the extra company from Eula it seemed until she spoke again:: Make sure you rinse your mouth well after you scrub it with soap, Eula... I don't want you blurting that out near my daughter next time...
Oh imagine that... ::Snickered Whisper in sudden thought:: An abbess saying such naughty words... heard of at all?
ANSWER ME ABBEY-BEASTS AND ACKNOWLEDGE YOUR SCOURGE!!!
Oh, bloody 'eck... she could give a headache to a decapitated rat...
I believe decapitation would leave a rather large center of pain before de-
It's a figure of speech... ::Whisper said humorlessly as she eyed the repugnant stoat herself...:: Forget the guards, anybeast got a good bow or javellin there I can have a borrow?
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 2:05 pm
Eula rolled her eyes a bit. "Faith isn't even around. 'Sides, they're all probably illegitimate. Saying 'the illegitimates' doesn't really have the same ri-" She was cut short by a quick tap to the back of her head from Turan, a warning to shut up and stop trying to start things.
He nodded in reply to Kusaa. "We will need back-up to have any chance against that lot. We're hideously outnumbered. We'll discuss that a little later, since apparently you can't leave right away." And with that he shot a warning look to Whisper. "Don't you DARE fire the first shot, Whisper. We can't afford to start a battle with them."
While Turan was distracted, Eula walked over to the ramparts and glanced down at the vermin. "Oh can't you come up with your own word? Scourge was already taken by that stupid rat a way's back. Yeah - he died. You really want to use his title?" Apparently Eula's trip and now obvious fatigue had done nothing to curb her attitude and sarcasm.
"Would you give it a rest?"
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 3:13 pm
Alright... ::Whisper raised her paws in surrender:: But first, I think without their ringleader they'd go down like ninepins...
And second, I'm with Eula on this one...
::She watched Whisper with a shake of the head, she'd gave the briefest of nods to Turan, but looked out over the ramparts at the vermin::
::And her, giving Eula such a tired look, shook her head, she had to stand in Faith's place:: Speak what you will...
::Kusaa's ear twitched; and she slowly looked back at the figure now hobbling up the stairways to the ramparts:: So... wha's alla fuss about?
Oh, nothing... this and that... a nice bunch of stoats came to our door to ask for our heads, that's about it...
::There seemed to be little more important than Fenya in the regurgitated, practised speech about superior might, victorious where the original scourge was failed and much, more useless trout, but she didn't recognise if any of them heard her or not... it didn't really seem to matter to her with all she had around her...::
::All that mattered to Jasmine, was keeping her sanity, as she sighed, silent to all, but giving Turan a begging look as if he could deal with the other fox here now...::
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 3:38 pm
Turan looked over at Fenya, then to Jasmine with a shrug. What did she expect him to do with Fenya? He turned back to the injured fox. "Fenya, should you really be walking around - especially upstairs? You should probably be getting some rest now, give yourself time to he-"
Eula snorted with laughter before Turan finished his sentence. "No, no, I''m sorry. Go ahead. I want to see if you really think there''s any way of making her go away."
"I missed you some there for awhile, but I think I''ve had a decent enough dose of you. You can go on and leave again," Turan retorted, apparently deciding against finishing his statement to Fenya to bicker with Eula.
"SO. Vermin, siege, deadly trouble - you following Turan?" Tannia said pointedly, drawing Turan out of the almost sibling-like confrontation he was having with Eula.
"Mmm. Well, they are making their presence rather obvious. I think we need to go make an announcement to the rest of the Redwallers."
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Posted: Wed Aug 24, 2005 6:53 pm
::There seemed to be a party now on the ramparts. Sasha was quick to join her cousin beside Turan, eyes glancing at this new problem.
She blinked a little, more surprised than afraid::
Right, so....what?s going on?
--
::Both Raccoon's in the infirmary heard the commotion, but it appeared neither of them were going to move, even though Terra wanted to::
Terra, just go.
Ather-
I'm the older brother, you know. I'll be fine. Just...go and see what's up, alright?
::The young raccoon gave a soft nod, then made her way out of the infirmary and headed to the crowd on the ramparts::
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 3:18 am
::She came up unabaited, and waved her paw dismissively before placing it back on her sword-stroke-crutch:: Never going ta heal if I dun exercise the thing now an' again... gave it all the rest I needed on the way over... asides... think I'd go miss this?
::Whisper didn't answer her, but rather looked to the new hare and the upcoming raccoon:: What's to say; vermin hoarde, death, pestilence and a pox on us... kill us, abbey their's, sword their's... really did anyone need guess anything else?
::Fenya in the meanwhile had poked her head over the ramparts, and suddenly let out an indignant cry that dragged many a head to her place:: HEY!!!! I know that stoat!!! ::She pointed to a random stoat who suddenly poked his head up:: SCUTRIP, YE DRIP NOSED, PUDDIN'-'EADED, INBRED SLINKIN' STOAT!!!!!!!!! WHERE'S ME DAGGER!?!?!!?!
::Jasmine had an extreme look of irritation that she was about to chide the fox, when an answer came ringing back::
'S MY DAGGER!!!!! YE SAID IT WAS MINE!!!!!!
YE LIL' CHANCIN' BLIGHTER!!!! ::She continued their screamed conversation:: I GAVE YE THE FING ON YER SISSER'S WEDDIN'!!!! YER 'EID GOT A LOT BIGGER, BUT YER BRAIN'S THE SAME FLAMIN' SIZE!!!! YE WERE SUPPOSED TO GIMME RAVEN BACK!!!!
::By now many a murmur and rumour were passing this way and that through the vermin hoarde, but it continued going round and round in circles, which finally reached back to their 'esteemed leader' once more, but before she could speak; it was her dearest husband who dropped his shield and looked up with such a bright, happy smile on such an ugly brow:: 'ALFERSTOAT!!!!!!! IZZAT YOU UP'PER!?!?!?!?
::To which immediately, Fenya collapsed and hid herself behind the edge of the wall:: Oh-fer-the-luvva- ::When she spied Whisper, Kusaa and Jasmine all watching her already, nay say for any other beast as she threw on an indigant look and tossed her arm in a manner as if she had two and were crossing them:: Wha's the look fer?
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 2:20 pm
Tannia's only reaction was several blinks in rapid succession. She looked from the stoat down below to Fenya, to the stoat, to Fenya, and so on. "You're kidding."
As everyone stared at Fenya in disbelief, Eula just stood there, not seeming at all surprised by this sudden turn of events. After all, she had just seen Fenya fight alongside a swampload of frogs and snakes and lizards, not to mention hitching a ride home on one of the amphibians. It was a little hard to be shocked by anything concerning the vixen anymore. Eula's only reply to it all: "Figures."
Turan lifted an eyebrow, looking from the stoat down below to turn a very puzzled expression to the hiding fox. "Care to explain your affiliation with those vermin, Fenya? Inquiring audiences, to say the least..." he said, giving a nod around at all the creatures who were staring at Fenya in absolute confusion.
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 3:05 pm
Well, like I says, Scutrip, went an' gave 'im me good dagger when 'twas 'is- ::She shook her head, quickly realising it was no time for long stories; NOR were they probably interested in the vermin's private lives; when she looked to Eula; who herself had seen many an experience with Fenya now... and also...::
First verse of me song Eula, remember it at all? Stoat blubberin' about 'is tail bein' too long? ::She yanked a thumb backwards, mouthing 'it's him' towards the beaming husband; as the dear couple were making their own distractions now; it seemed they weren't the only one who wanted to know Fenya's 'affiliations'...::
I'm sorry... ::She paused for a second, staring at them expectantly:: What?
::Jasmine only muttered something beneath her breath::
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Jen the Quiet Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 26, 2005 10:53 pm
((Woot. Party on the ramparts!))
Donato had let Eula go off on her walk alone without much more than a "See you," wanting to wander the Abbey by himself for a while. He had just come out to wander the orchards, wrapped in a mantle of thoughtfulness, when once again this day a peaceful mood was shattered, this time by Fenya's shout of recognition, which carried across the grounds. He sighed. Once, hearing such talk within the walls of Redwall would have been unthinkable, he supposed. But goodness knows he wasn't surprised by it now.
Shaking his head, he mounted the ramparts in time for the tail end of Jasmine's muttering. He cast a look down at the hoarde before the Abbey and grimaced with a world of expression in his face. Was enough never enough? Then he caught sight of Fenya's embarrassed expression. Oh, I do not want to know. "Well!" He declared briskly. "Barring Fenya's, er, indiscretions.... what've I missed?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 12:30 am
Family reunion. ::Came Jasmine, Fenya and Whisper's voices all in unison, causing the three to blink and look at one another; while Kusaa held MAYBE just a hint of a smile; it seemed he wasn't going to get ANOTHER recap off of any of them though...::
::Although Fenya was quick in looking for back up:: Donato, remember me song, first verse, about the sobbing stoat who thought his tail was too long?
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 2:54 pm
Eula leaned over a bit to get a glance at the stoat down below. She raised an eyebrow, then looked at Fenya with a smirk. "Thy silly soakin' stoat who cannot count a spit?" Eula recounted. "That's the one there?" She turned and looked over at Donato as he came up. There was a brief moment where she really felt bad for him - to have to see all of this just when returning to Redwall. When she realized she hadn't felt bad for the others in the same way, she got angry at herself and pushed the thought aside and looked away.
Turan looked to Fenya, as if trying to decide how best to handle this. "So... he seems rather happy to see you, Fenya. Old friends?" He asked it very casually, but he was a little worried.
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Posted: Sat Aug 27, 2005 3:44 pm
"Can't say that I do, Fenya." Had he even been listening to the song? Probably not. Donato had learned that it was safer for his brain if he just tuned the vixen out sometimes.
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Jen the Quiet Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 12:18 am
::She grumbled something amid cursing Donato's feebled memory and Eula's generally not helping, but was forced to raise her voice enough when the abbey warrior himself began asking questions...::
Nay... he THINKS I'm his friend, bu- ::She stopped, blinked and looked back for a second, as a wide grin split, before she stopped and her look became annoyed again, surveying her many watchers now::
Now... I'm going to do somethin'... save yer entire abbey an' all... but whatever comes next, swear upon yer Martin's sword ye WON'T laugh, a'right?
I won't laugh ::Easy enough for her to promise, she hardly ever broke monotony...::
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Posted: Sun Aug 28, 2005 1:16 pm
Turan looked at Fenya curiously, maybe still somewhat worried. He looked around at the others who simply nodded and shrugged a little, though confused themselves. "All right then... go ahead."
Eula however, refrained from making any such promise. She watched on, waiting to see what in the world Fenya was going to pull this time.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 4:44 pm
::Fenya waited a moment for more... but then, sighed, getting up slowly with a slight grimace at the leg:: Good 'nuff...
::Clearing her throat; she then pulled herself FULLY up in view of all the vermin, including the stupid, soaking stoat who couldn't count a spit as she waved her arm up high:: DREGGY!!!!!!
'ARFERSTOAT!!!! : biggrin regs seemed dragged right out of his conversation with his wife; looking up there with such giddy admiration as many other vermin were crying out her name in their own manners... arferweasel, arferstoat... she seemed to have quite the little following there as she smiled wide and bowed and bowed and bowed::
Aye, 'tis me, my grand gut-rippin' brethren!! ::She didn't need to shout, these vermin hung upon her very words as she threw them out, lapping all in that came in return:: Fine day fer a slaughter, do I hear from thee, brethren?!
::A horrible, terrible roar of approval came from the vermin... more so because it showed exactly their number... and possibly Fenya's colors...:: But... ::She sighed, stopping mid stance::
You can't very well go slaying this little lot when I'M 'ere, can you all?
::The cheers died down as they all looked around, murmuring::
: biggrin regs came forward in place of his somewhat stunned wife:: But 'arferstoat?! Whatcher doin' inner wiffen' THAT lot!?!?
::She sighed; and clicked her tongue, and then HMMPHed loudly, looking about indignantly:: Dreg Fangut Notteid... do I need to tell you EVERY single little thing I get up to just because you asks?
::More murmurs spread round, and Dregs with eyes upon him; particularly Fenya's one eye; backed off quickly:: Oooh, er... aye... yer right 'arferstoat... 'er course...
Aye, well, if ye don't mind; can you take this lot an' todder off, mates? I fresh busted me leg ::She made a deal of milking a wince there:: Can't get an 'arf fresh sleep wiff these chatterin' abbeybeasts all about me; yer not 'elping much...
STOP IN THIS VERY, VERY INSTANCE!!! : biggrin regs abominable wife came forward hobbling; glaring upward:: WHAT RIGHT DO YOU HAVE COMMANDING MY ARMY!!?!? WHAT IN DEVIL'S NAME ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO BE - MISS HALF-ER-STOAT?
::It began to drawl on when Fenya yawned; and suddenly called on:: Dregs... do me a favor there?
::His wife didn't have much to do but blink, looking at her husband coming up with a beaming smile:: Certenly, certenly, 'arferstoat!!!! ::It wasn't in a blink that his blade went right through his wife's injured side, impaling her into a final look of frozen shock as Fenya laughed loud there upon them, many other Vermin joining in:: Flamin' 'ellsteeth!! Always said ye picked a right thorn in yer side for a woifee... didn't think ye'd take it so litchrally, Dregs!!
::The stoat beamed and bashfully watched her... they'd just watched this creature KILL his own wife on request from Fenya; and now they had the fox turning back upon them in a less guttural voice, hissing silently:: Alright... leaders dead... what else ye wanting...?
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