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 Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 10:59 am
Cassie quickly locks her door before they leave.. She then looks at the handsome young man.
"Wow.... Achilles is going to flip."
Cassie walks up to Patroclus..
" It's so nice to meet you Patroclus. My name's Cassandra and I'm Achilles' little sister."
Cassie looks at Hartley and smiles.
"That's so sweet of you. Patroclus this is my friend Hartley."
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:01 am
**hearing the crash of the lamp, Diana looks past Cassie's shoulder**
What was that?
**Patroclus smiles at Cassandra and in lieu of taking her hand, he wraps her in a strong embrace**
Any sister of my Achilles's is my own!
**he releases Cassie and turns his attentions to Hartley and smiles brightly**
Are you related to Achilles as well?
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:06 am
Friend...that wasn't quite good enough. Hartley heard the crash from Cassandra's room and Powell's "crap!" clearly. He decided to leap into action, grabbing Ms. Prince's hand.
"Oh, Ms. Prince, as long as you're here, I wanted to ask you about yesterday's lecture. You were talking about the battalions of Greece, remember?"
As Hartley distracted her, he looked over her shoulder at Cassie, nudged his chin over towards her room and winked.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:11 am
*Guy crashes through the ceiling, landing between Diana and Hartley. He wipes some blood off his lip as he rises.*
Alright! You are NOT getting away this time!
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:13 am
*Arthur stands on the ceiling, sneering as he peers through the hole.*
My sentiments exactly, Oan slave.
*He raised the his ring hand, and a red glow started to build around it before surging forth at Guy's chest.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:14 am
"Great. Juuuuust great. And me without a pipe."
Hartley muttered to himself as he ducked for cover away from the airfight. He wound up landing back in Cassandra's room, on top of her bed.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:16 am
Cassie doesn't even know how to react she just looks at Guy.
"GUY!"
Cassie quickly flies up towards the person aiming at Guy and punches him in the gut.
"You leave him alone!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:16 am
**Patroclus falls back behind Diana and points, crying out in ancient Greek**
Γόνος Hades!
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:19 am
*The building shook under Chris.*
What the hell!? Cassie!
*Latching his claw on to the edge of the roof, Chris took a running leap off of it and swung down and through a window. LIKE A PIRATE!! ARRRR!!*
What the?
*Unfortunately for them both, he landed atop Hartley.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:19 am
*The blast sizzles past his ear as Arthur's aim is thrown off. Guy blinks at Cassie, then grins a buit.* Thanks for the assist! Maybe this time I can actually bring him down.
*He takes to the air, surrounding his fists with spiked "brass knuckles" and laying into the Red Lantern.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:20 am
Hartley looks up at Powell. He smiles.
"It's raining men."
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:22 am
*Cytus snarls angrily at the now two-pronged attack.*
You're a fool, human female. The only one I WANTED to kill was the servant of the Gaurdians! Now, I'll kill you, too!
*He pauses, then spits a stream of napalm blood at Cassie, and fires another red energy blast, this time aimed at Guy's face.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:24 am
" Gross.."
She tried to shield herself with her bullet proof bracelets..Cassie then yelled out.
"Hartley! Chris! Get my lasso... its' under my bed!"
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:25 am
Haha. Stay off my girl's bed or you'll see how it feels firsthand when I toss you out the window.
*Chris climbs off of Hartley and darts towards the door.*
Cassie!
*Chris whips his cable claw under the bed and snatches up the lasso.*
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 11:27 am
Hartley rolls off the bed and reaches under it, pulling stuff out.
"Bra....bra...panties...bra...naked drawing...naked drawing...bra...ah. Lasso.
...
Man, what the hell went on here last night?"
Clutching the lasso, Hartley slides out of the door and makes a run for Cassie. Since Powell is on the other end of the lasso, he gets whipped around a bit.
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