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Post by triska on Dec 12, 2005 17:44:32 GMT
*Triska looks up and see's Terragon, she starts to clamber up to her...she reaches Terragon and say's *hi matey what have i missed while i have been dozing away down below?
OOC: Is that correct RP?
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Dec 12, 2005 19:06:44 GMT
OOC: That's fine, but watch your spelling and grammar!
BIC: *Terragon shruggs.* Not much, though I think Ashnel may be cooking breakfast in about half an hour.
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Post by triska on Dec 17, 2005 10:46:06 GMT
*Triska licks her lips and pretends to go into a dream * aah food!
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Jan 10, 2006 11:28:17 GMT
*Terragon glances over to where the others are queueing to get breakfast, and sighs, because she can't leave the tiller, and doesn't trust Triska with it.*
Hey - Triska, tell Ashnel to save some breakfast for me!
*Terragon looks out across the misty waters. A small island can be seen on the horizon...*
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Post by triska on Jan 11, 2006 14:59:22 GMT
*Triska turns round *hey why can't i eat it for you it would be the one thing i could do perfectly without fail or many mistakes!
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Jan 12, 2006 20:12:17 GMT
*Terragon groans, realising that she can't persaude the dibbun otherwise, nor is she within reach of strangling distance of Triska or Ashnel.*
Hey - Arven, common! I'm yer pal... fine, be like that. Yo - Talis, make sure Ashnel saves some breakfast for me!
*Sighs.* Narh - nasty yurbles!
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Post by Erela Laria Greywing on Jan 25, 2006 21:59:07 GMT
*The goose awkwardly lands on the deck, because she is looking elsewhere. She looks round* Never been on a ship have I. A hare, I met once, had, but nothing but "Wot, wot" would that one say when ask him of it I did. Anyhow, what use have you for I, Captain Terragon?
(OOC: Forgive the bad comma use and incorrect pronoun case; it is Erela's way of speaking that causes the trouble.)
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Jan 28, 2006 15:26:40 GMT
*Terragon grins, and breathes slowly on her freezing paws. She bites her lip and glances across the deck at Ashnel.*
Tell Ashnel from Captain Terragon - *Grins again.* That if he doesn't save some breakfast, then me and Arven will make sure that he has a wonderful time steering the ship all afternoon...
*By now, the grey squirrel has heard this and looks up at the raised ship's wheel. A brief nod flies between the two squirrels.*
Good...
*Terragon mutters.*
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Post by Erela Laria Greywing on Feb 2, 2006 23:11:40 GMT
Ye are talking to whom, Capitan Terragon? *Erela looks quizically at her and almost loses her balance because of the ship's swaying*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Feb 4, 2006 14:01:09 GMT
*Terragon shruggs, and yawns, slowly. She glances out to sea, muttering.* Not far now, methinks...
*Talis scurries up to the platform and stands, fidgeting next to the ship's wheel.* Er... Ashnel said, that if you let me take over 'til midmornin'... *He trails off as Terragon's nod cuts off the rest of what he was going to say.*
Er... okay. *The fox cub agrees, though the other had said nothing, and slides into place at the wheel.*
*Terragon hurries down to the main deck and looks expectantly at Ashnel, who rolls his eyes and nods.* Yeah - we saved you some breakfast... *The grey-black squirrel hands her a wooden plate on which are balanced two oatcakes and some kind of wheat pancake.*
Pitta bread. *Ashnel explains.* Popular dish in the Twilight Clan. *As though that explains everything.* Thanks... *Calls Terragon, retreating before Arven can steal any of the oatcakes.*
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Post by triska on Jun 3, 2006 11:19:00 GMT
*Triska starts sniffing the air trying to catch a whiff of the smell of breakfast*
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Jun 3, 2006 15:42:56 GMT
Hey, Longtail! *Ashnel barks.* Hurry up - We need to cover a long distance today... *He shoves a tray of oatcakes at the other squirrel and turns to follow Terragon. The two hold a short, but furious whispered argument. Finally, the red squirrel nods aggressively and ascends up the rigging, Ashnel close at her heels.*
OOC: Do I have to but this in bold for you to notice it, Triska?!
Triska - As you'll know from reading some of the posts in the Leaders' Lair before you left, all spam/idiotic/etc posts are deleted, okay?!
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Post by Geordie Brushtail on Jun 15, 2006 19:40:55 GMT
*A lump curled up in a corner of the galley unwinds to reveal a grey squirrel wearing a bloodstained and torn kilt. A bump on his head received during his headlong charges behind Terragon explains his unusual silence up to this point.* Ach, me head...Ash lad, ye got any food fer a starvin' highlander? Ah feel loik a battle's still bein' waged in me skull...
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Post by redwllwrrior on Jun 16, 2006 3:39:46 GMT
*A small wooden coracle slowly floats through the water. It is pulled along behind the ship, carried by its wake. The coracle is obviously not meant for ocean travel, as evidenced by the water that splashes in from every wave. In the coracle lies a red squirrel. All his paws are tightly bound to each other and to the boat. His fur is water-logged and his green pants, the only clothing he has on, are sodden. Through his matted fur can barely be seen three scars running down his chest. His face is half covered by water and, although he is conscious, his eyes are closed. The water is tinged pink, indicating the squirrel has sustained numerous injuries. He seems resigned to his fate, as the coracle will soon be completely covered in water.*
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Post by Geordie Brushtail on Jun 16, 2006 5:15:28 GMT
*Geordie stumbles outside for a moment of quiet seasickness. As he leans over the side to wretch, he barely keeps himself from doing so into the floating coracle.* Ach, Braw Terri, we've got a hurt squirrel doon here, lass...
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