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Post by Midnight on Jul 16, 2004 0:54:00 GMT
*Looks again to the wall and remembers the spells.*
Mog can I have your bag of Kupo nuts please?
"Mog seems reluctant to hand her last kupo nuts over but does.*
Don't worry I'm not going to eat them.
*Takes hold of the bags of kupo nuts.*
SPELLCASTING R-E-P-L-E-N-I-S-H
*Suddenly the bag feels slightly heavier without looking in the bag she passes it back to Mog*
There you go I believe you should have some more in there now.
*Turns her attention to her arm that was scratched in the Corridors of Blades. Though the cut isin't bad it is deep.*
SPELLCASTING H-E-A-L
*Quickly the scratch disappears leaving her skin as it was before.*
Thats better.
*Going back over Mogs last comment Midnight remembers what happened in the room when she was alone with Marcus.*
Yes indeed he's a very nasty man. Unfortunatly I don't think thats going to be the last I see of him. I think.........
*Just as she says these words Midnight is silenced by a sound of hushed talking coming from the door they not long enterd the room through.*
(OCC Midnight has heightened senses due to her ability to shape-shift.)
*Turning her attention back to Mog she puts her index finger to her lips just in case Mog was going to say anything. She watches the door for whoever is about to arrive.*
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The Brollachan
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I am the Brollachan - who else did you think I was?
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Post by The Brollachan on Jul 16, 2004 10:22:42 GMT
* Writing on wall disappears, breifly replaced with * DANGER - Exit with haste * This appears for less than a minute before also disappearing *
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jul 16, 2004 21:05:21 GMT
*Before Midnight and Mog can react to either the Footsetps or the Warrning on the wall, Tiny The Hobbgoblin and a Troope of 6 Miremen enter the Room and surround them.*
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Post by Madmogsue on Jul 16, 2004 21:26:31 GMT
(her hicups break in again...) ku ku...ooop...up up....up...up...po..... Midnight? mi... mi... mid..... mi..mimi..mid...night....
wha....at.... we...go...go..go..gonna... do??
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Post by Midnight on Jul 16, 2004 21:31:58 GMT
*Quickly looks around at the creature's.*
"Well if Marcus wanted some money for his room he should of just said so."
*Quickly pointing her hand at Tiny.*
SPELLCASTING L-I-G-H-T-N-I-N-G-B-O-L-T
*Out of nowhere a lightning bolt appears and strikes Tiny causing him to fall and crushing the six Miremen beneath him.*
Well that was easier than expected. Let's go.
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jul 16, 2004 21:40:56 GMT
"NOT so Fast my Dear young ladies."
*The veletey but deffinatly Evil voice of Marcus Brinkatore echoed round the empty room and cut into Mog's and Midnights being like a Red Hot poker. Causeing both Fear and hate sepretly in the 2 females.*
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Post by Midnight on Jul 16, 2004 21:59:03 GMT
*At the sound of Marcus's voice Midnight grinds her teeth and slowly turns round to face him.Getting annoyed at his pursuit of them Midnight's sarcastic side comes out.*
Like I said to your umm helpers.
*Indicates the fallen Hobgoblin and Miremn.*
If you wanted money for your room you only had to ask.
*Slowly reaches into the knapsack and pulls out the bag of coins they have. Taking out one silver piece she throws it at Marcus.*
There you go. You can give me the change later.
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jul 16, 2004 22:06:53 GMT
*Marcus looks down and picks the coin up he smiles sarcasticaly at Midnight and pockets it.*
"Cute. Midnight, Real Cute."
"Almost as cute as tha little fluff ball I see trying to hide."
"Hello Miss Mog. Not going to great an Old freind?"
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Post by Madmogsue on Jul 16, 2004 22:10:59 GMT
* although Mog is fearful of her life, she musters the courage to spit at this man.*
You're a bad man. you've done really bad things to people. you hurt them and decieve them for no reason. And we havent been the first!
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jul 17, 2004 1:27:26 GMT
*Looks in mock fear at Mog*
"Ohhhh I'm scared."
*Dose an over egsagurated tremmbal.*
"Don't make me laugh. You 2 are history now."
*Walks towards Midnight and Mog.*
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Post by Midnight on Jul 17, 2004 1:31:28 GMT
*Pushes Mog away to some safe corner of the room.*
Oh really and how do you know that?
*Already her hand is held just above her dagger.*
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jul 17, 2004 1:55:55 GMT
"Oh now is that fair? I'm un armed."
"I thought you PTB girls fought fair."
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Post by Midnight on Jul 17, 2004 2:00:22 GMT
I generally do fight fair. With people that fight fair back. You don't know the meaning of the word though so don't expect fairness from me.
*Pauses and sighs.* *Thinks to hersefl* Why do I have to be so nice.
I'll fight fair though as long as you do.
*Moves her hand from the dagger.*
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Post by Count Marcus Brinkatore on Jul 17, 2004 2:08:31 GMT
"Ok then you got a deal."
*Marcu prepers for a fist fight.*
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Post by Midnight on Jul 17, 2004 2:13:45 GMT
A fist fight?? I do find them very boarish and boring but Ok I'll go along with it.
*Prepares to fight with Marcus and before another word is said she throws a right punch to his stomach.*
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