09-12-2006, 09:23 PM | #101 |
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PYros sighed. Syttulg had of course been on his shoulders this whole time, and so he'd been hit by the fire3 and the wind as well. The fire caused no pain, but being blown so fiercely at was not fun.
Pyros reached on his back and picked Syttulg off. "I'm happy to carry you around till you reach full strength, but if you desire to start a conflict, no matter how much plants rule, please get off of me first. I demand an apology before I will return you to my back for you fire related injuries."
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09-12-2006, 11:35 PM | #102 |
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Lumaes's eyes displayed volumes of abject horror and misery, he had been hunched over a tower of profiteroles, cramming them into his mouth reverently. They disappeared absolutely upon passing into that gaping hole, no sign of them entering the emphereal body could be registed. There was nothing in the world more exquisite than a profiterol manufactured in the home of a capitalist; Socialism might be friendly but she didn't have much to offer but ginger-root-tea and he despised ginger.
Scooping one last puffy, delicious cream-filled delight into his mouth he straightened sadly, internally adding Flare to his list. He began to move away from the feast table, one metre into his exit he stopped - reaching mournfully for the delicious pastry tower. Catching the look in the rightly offended The Capitalist's face he frowned. Sailing swiftly out the door after Arhra. "Arhra, dear, your companions are doing nothing to assure me that you are of sound mind! They are all just so incompetant." The specter made no effort to conceal his opinions.
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09-13-2006, 12:12 AM | #103 |
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Mauve quietly edged away from Flare and Newb, because she really didn't want to get killed in an epic NPFer teamkill battle like the one that was sure to happen in the very near future.
"I think I'll just go... um.. walk. Over there. Where I am less likely to die. I mean, um, less likely to get in the way of your important business. Because I don't want to die."
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09-13-2006, 12:24 AM | #104 | |
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"I'm sorry Pyros. I didn't realize that Hawk would intervene, and I figured that fire wouldn't bother you much. Can you stop holding me by the scruff of my neck now? I feel like a kitten."
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09-13-2006, 09:53 AM | #105 |
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"Perhaps." Pyros sighed. "But kittens know better." Pyros returned Syttulg to his back and stood up.
"But for now, I have business to attend to. Namely, some fitting justice." Pyros said with a smile. Pyros was never one for some mischief, but he'd wished he'd done this a long time ago. Reaching over to a familiar looking mushroom growing in it's own lot, Pyros plucked it in one swipe as he walked to the Capitalist's home. "Mr. Capitalist, I believe I have something for you." Pyros said with a hint of sarcasm, as he went up to the front door. One hand was one the shroom, another hand on the sheathe on his blade. Pyros gave the door a knock. Then proceeded to kick it down.
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Syttulg directed a couple of nannites to scan the mushroom, and then his eyes opened wide.
He grabbed a piece of wood barely hanging on from the shattered doorframe and instructed his nannites to turn it into a pair of gas masks. They did the mask part easily enough, but who knew whether or not they had been able to make it effective? He put one on himself and the other on Pyros.
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