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Post by Geordie Brushtail on Nov 18, 2006 18:06:51 GMT
*Geordie makes faces at Terragon, Ashnel, and Ayeny as he scurries to the door, ready to head to the tavern.* Ach, lass, Ah must keep sem o' tha pure in resarve fer emergencies, ye kenn? An' ye twa need a new sense o' humor, if'n ye think that deproivin' a Highlander o' good ole ale is funny...
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Post by Robin Redflash on Nov 18, 2006 18:37:49 GMT
*Robin nearly bursts out laughing. She definately agrees with Ayeny it would be so much more boring without them. She grins and is ready to follow everyone to the tavern hoping that they'll have the usualy cider there. She sighs at the memory of it and wonders what would happen if they took Geordie's ale away for a month. I wonder if he'd survive. She thinks to herself and hoping that one day she'll get to find out.*
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Post by Geordie Brushtail on Nov 20, 2006 18:04:13 GMT
*Geordie turns to the group and taps his footpaw.* Weel, naow, what's takin' ye so long, lasies? An' Ash too...Tell ye what, Ah'll buy tha first roon' o' drinks, if'n we get oot o' this door in tha next foive seconds...
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Post by Terragon Scrufftail on Nov 20, 2006 18:58:12 GMT
*The next few moments are spent with Ashnel and Terragon practically battling each other to get out of the door. The latter slips past onto the balcony, and the other, darker, squirrel hangs back to lock the door behind him and the others.* Terri, have you got a spare key? *He calls over his shoulder. The red squirrel fumbles through her pockets and nods.* Yes. Give one t' Geordie. *Ashnel mutters. Terragon nods again and passes the grey squirrel her spare key.* This unlocks both Starsett Hollow House and the leader's hut. Don't lose it. That's the only spare we've got at the moment. Arven took the other.
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Post by Geordie Brushtail on Nov 25, 2006 7:14:05 GMT
*Geordie nods and tucks the key safely into his sporran.* Aye lass, Ah'll take good care o' it. Naow, aboot those brews...who'll be takin' what, aye?
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