Re: Mindless/Wanderings/ « Reply #15 on Nov 11, 2007, 2:51pm »
((ooc: And another! I'm just that popular. ...Psh. No. >D))
Curses. Yet another.
She felt the arrow soar over her wounded shoulder before she saw it, then slightly relaxed. It seems that she wasn't the target, for it was aimed at the rash fox. Chancing a glance, she looked over her shoulder to see a weasel standing there, yet another bowsbeast. The mouse could not tell right away if this one was on her side or on theirs, but the paw grasping the longsword clenched tighter at the word. Vermin. A good creature.
Ok. She would play along with being caught up in this unfortunate fray, pretend that she was a good beast along with the rest. After all, who would condemm her? The mouse was merely fending off attacks.
Jerking her muzzle slowly in the direction of the fox, she muttered to the weasel; "The beast surely mad. Attacking travelers randomly. He yowls of 'Redwall', which I know not of."
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Re: Mindless/Wanderings/ « Reply #16 on Nov 11, 2007, 4:29pm »
Wynn struggled to stand up straigh but made it by leaning against a nearby tree. He looked to the hare as he tripped into the clearing and smiled weakly. 'A hare!' He thought. Most likely from Salamandastron. He took a step back as two arrows appeared near his footpaws. He took his bow and notched another arrow at it, aiming to the weasel. He curled his lip and coughed a little blood. He then put the bow away, knowing he'd miss in his present state. So instead, he once again took his two short-swords out and walked a few pawsteps forward, taking the weasels arrows and putting them in his own quiver for later on. ((Sucky post >< Writer's block, sorry))
Re: Mindless/Wanderings/ « Reply #17 on Nov 11, 2007, 4:48pm »
A cocky one, this fox is she thought, watching the beast struggle before her. Twice she raised her longsword, ready to defend herself as the fox reached for his bow, but he cast it away. The white mouse knew this battle had been won. Her opponent was too weak to continue on his frenzy of attacks, but he was stubborn enough to turn on the weasel who had aided her earlier on. She didn't much care for having it look like she had been rescued by the beast...returning the favour seemed to be the best result.
Stepping between the two, the point of her sword was drawn toward the approaching fox. "Come forward and you shall die. This battle is over."
That was all there was to it. She merely stood there, longsword raised as she awaited the reactions of the beasts around her. Features blank, the mouse didn't even hold any cold fury. Another would have.
The End excuses any Evil. --- Rush/Female/Mouse/Wandering Evil Warrior
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Re: Mindless/Wanderings/ « Reply #18 on Nov 12, 2007, 1:07am »
Breeze's ears straightened instantly as he ducked in fear of the seemingly many arrows emerging from the darkness at an alarming speed, he simply did not understand this situation at all, who was the one from Redwall again? By default a beast who cries that call would share his allegiance but then again he could never be too sure; using that logic by default all Badger's were honorable creatures of pure intentions and that was far from the truth as he had discovered in these past few months.
He slowed down a moment and slid behind the tree amongst the commotion, good; no one was paying particular attention to him, something he wasn't used to, but still good. There's at least three beasts out there, all armed and dangerous... Breeze sighed, he hadn't the slightest idea who was evil or who was good and he certainly did not want to end up on the wrong end of the fray.
Pressing himself against the cold rough bark, he edged his face flat against the tree-trunk to peer into the scene once more, it had grown some-what quieter. The fox was down and until he could be certain that was a good thing he was going to keep everyone alive; or fight them all. "Whoa there miss!" Breeze rushed out and stumbled slightly, nearly falling flat once more, "Let's not be 'asty wot? 'e could be confused eh?" He placed himself in between the two and sheathed his rapier as a sign of good will; he could always box in a pinch.
Let's just 'ope that yon archer don't go firin' on me..
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Re: Mindless/Wanderings/ « Reply #19 on Nov 12, 2007, 9:08am »
The weasels paw never slackened on his bow as the fox got closer. If he got to close for comfort then the fox would be shot. "Redwall is an abbey for goodbeasts mouse, and he sure does seem crazy, attacking without any warning or judgement." His bow moved to the hare as he stepped into the scene. But hares were normally level headed creatures, so he didn't fire, yet....
Re: Mindless/Wanderings/ « Reply #20 on Nov 12, 2007, 4:58pm »
It didn't look like the mouse cared if the fox would have been confused by her words. She would run him through with her blade if he dared come forward, or she'd just do it anyway, regardless if the other decided to forfeit their match. He came at her with a weapon ruthlessly. Well...more than one weapon, but that was beside the point. It was not going over-looked.
Though her eyes never left the scene before her, she turned her head ever so slightly to the beast behind her. Abbey...Redwall...Vermin...words she hadn't heard of before still were unclear as they were explained. 'Goodbeasts' were acting like 'vermin'. And it would have disgusted 'vermin' to know that she was currenting acting vise versa. Oh well.
She ignored the hare, for she thought he wasn't a possible threat at the moment and he was just trying to make light of the situation...like all of his species.
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Re: Mindless/Wanderings/ « Reply #21 on Nov 12, 2007, 9:04pm »
Wynn stepped forward so he was beside the hare. He looked to the weasel and then to the mouse, before finally resting his eyes on the hare beside him. "What are you doing so far away from Salamandasrton, hare?" He asked weakly. He looked to the mouse in the eye and growled at her. "Maybe I wouldn't be so crazy if there weren't vermin in this county. So move on, or you'll be th' dead beasts." He leveled the sword in his right paw with her nose. "Move on or pay the price of an revenge-lusted heart, scum." He spat the last word and took another pawstep forward, standing on tip-paw in case he needed to dodge the arrow notched to the weasel's bow.
He finally settled on a stupid plan that was old, but it was worth a shot. He dug the blade in his left paw into the ground, he flung it upwards, spewing grass and dirt into the air near the mouse's eyes. Finally he lunged forward with his blade, straight at where he head is.
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Re: Mindless/Wanderings/ « Reply #22 on Nov 13, 2007, 12:50am »
The weasel watched the fox closely as he walked forward. But he had lowered his bow slightly. But as the fox walked closer his grip tightened on his bow. But he quickly dropped the stout weapon and drew his broadsword, quickly swinging to stop the foxes blade. "Mabye if you give the mouse time to speak we can end this without any further bloodshed." He said matter of factly as he looked the fox stright in the eyes.
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Re: Mindless/Wanderings/ « Reply #23 on Nov 14, 2007, 1:04am »
"Whoa now laddie buck! Who said anythin' 'bout me bein' from ol' Sala-thingy? Eh? Wot?" Breeze grinned broadly, posing as a wandering simpleton was a fairly easy matter to him, in fact, there was little to no posing involved at all.
His grin quickly vanished as he jumped back slightly, just enough to stay out of the fray, "Let's follow th' wise fellow o'er 'ere wot? 'ear the miss out! Instead of beatin' th' livin' daylights outta 'er eh?" Breeze proclaimed loudly whilst patting the weasel's shoulder casually. He had found what he had wanted, a sign of allegiance, this fox was a good beast; if not a bit of a fanatic.
He was still uncertain of the mouse, she could be a simple traveler caught in the path of this fox whom seems obsessed with revenge. Quite possibly to the extent that it would cloud his better judgment. But as far as he was concerned, nobody here was 'evil', probably just misunderstood.
Re: Mindless/Wanderings/ « Reply #24 on Nov 14, 2007, 6:18pm »
((ooc: I'm not quite sure what to put...but I'll try...curse you role player's block...))
"I have no need to explain myself."
The mouse had spoken quietly from behind the weasel. Her head was ducked to the ground, allowing dirt and such things to fall from her eyes. If the weasel hadn't stopped the fight again, she would have charged the fox and slit his throat for such a dirty trick. Even the goodbeasts had no morals lately.
Glancing up, one could see speckles of brown still around her red eyes. Wiether the area was sore, as she hadn't closed them upon contact with the dirt, was unknown. The traveler just stood there, grasping her longsword. She obviously thought the fox was going to attack again.
"Beating...?" she echoed, a mere whisper in the thick of the situation. "none was done to I...The fox should pick a weaker target next time." the mouse threw it like an insult, a mockery, but still no malice was placed in her tone.
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Re: Mindless/Wanderings/ « Reply #25 on Nov 14, 2007, 7:35pm »
The fox just growled as the weasel blocked his attack with the mouse's broadsword. With his left paw, he unsheathed his other blade, twirled it a few times, and aimed it right for the weasels's head for a killing shot. He looked to the mouse, and kicked her in the head. "Weaker target. If I could fight air, then I suppose I could fight a weaker target indeed. But alas ye can't fight air."
He then looked to the hare with stone cold emerald eyes. "If you want to leave and not fight then go ahead, but I fight until I'm done." He barked at him. By now the wound on his back was completely forgotten and adrenaline was pumping through his veins, nutrilizing the pain. He then looked to the weasel and pushed harder with his blocked blade. He closed his eyes tightly for a second before backing off and sheathing the two swords. He looked at the three and took some steps backwards with wide-eyes, as if he didn't believe that he was just in a fight. Looking to the ground he let loose a couple of stray tears. "I-I'm sorry... I just don't know what cam over me..."
((I'm making him have one of those... Split-Personality's! That's what they called. So yeah, he's got a fightin' side, and a good side... >.> Dun' know if that makes any sense... But any-hoo!))