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 Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 7:20 pm
"Alright, so. Here we go now." Jacknife closed his eyes behind his sunglasses and raised his hands. A branch tore away from the bike, then a wooden plank broke off. He had made sure none of them were vital to the bridge's support structure before he decided which ones to crack. The bike began to wiggle back and forth, inching it's way free. Another branch that had been washed downstream and had wedged itself next to the bike came loose.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 7:29 pm
The bike finally came free from it's wedged location. "Ohgodheavy" Jacknife blurted as the bike dropped quickly. He had not been using much force to lift the bike free as it had been resting on other things, but now that it was free he had to carry it's whole weight. He added another couple hundred pounds of force to the bike and lifted it over to park next to him. He opened his eyes and rubbed an arm across his forehead. "Nice work." He kicked the kickstand up so he could roll it farther into the mill, but the kickstand promptly broke off and fell to the ground a few feet away. "Figures." He muttered as he rolled it into the Mill and leaned it against a wall.
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 7:59 pm
Jacknife held the bike up with one hand as he fished a small tool out of his jacket pocket. He slid the tool into the lock. He turned a few dials on the tool, leaning his head in close to listen to the keyhole. After a few moments of this he twisted the tool and the bike roared to life. It was sounding kind of ragged after it's trip downriver. He let it run for a few minutes to clear any water out of the system before shutting it off.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 10:46 am
Out of the murky depths of the floodplain, comes Mozz. His Green fur and spikes ever-present, his long hair clung tightly to his body. His eyes are redden with sleep derivation, and as he leaves the water he coughs profusely as he climbs to shore. He made it back somehow. Empty handed, but he has returned. He can still help the villagers, or at least try to.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 10:48 am
With a great heaving of water, an animal shape arose from the same direction as Mozz. It was a very confused and wet summoned bear, with four very bedraggled archers clinging to its body. They had lost their weapons as they were swept away, but this group would glady follow Mozz wherever he wanted them to go. Especially if it was back to the village.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 10:58 am
Jacknife immediately called over two of the archers that were already in the mill to help out their poor drenched allies. "Come on then, lets get you guys up to where its dry... relatively." He turned to Mozz "Ok, so we've got this place pretty well covered yeah? Archers at the windows to pincushon anyone who tries to come through that maze of yours, mines, spikes, all that good stuff. What I did manage to get was a motorbike, it just washed up here. I've been out of communication with everyone for awhile now, so if you could give me a rundown on what we're doing now it would be appreciated."
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:06 am
“We went for the artifact, but its gone now. The battle was long and difficult, we may have lost Aiolos.” Mozz said standing weakly. Looking behind him to his comrads "I'm glad to see you made it." His face hid a little sadness for the four that were lost, but war often led to this. “Alright, today” Mozz said over the dripping of water off his fuzzy body “ We need to retake the plains, but the four of you have been through a lot.” Mozz paused “ In a moment I’m going to relive you of duty, with a simple request for reinforcements, but first I need to know how many I’ll be needing.”
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:09 am
The bedraggled archers sighed gratefully.
"Thank you..." One answered Mozz. "We'll carry any message you ask, I'm sure Mayor Henrik will be happy to send reinforcements."
The four of them were battered, bruised, and generally in bad shape. But they started getting a little happier as two of their comrades began fussing over them.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:22 am
"Alright, well I'm going to head out and see what I can find. If you need me you can call my cell if you have one." Jacknife pulled out a piece of paper and wrote his cell number on it before handing it to Mozz. "I'm taking the bike, I'll be able to travel quicker on it." He said with a nod before rolling the dirtbike out to the entrance. It would be pretty risky riding it out through the maze, and it would be akward if he walked it through, so he did the next best thing. The bike lifted itself up into the air and followed a little behind Alan as he walked out of the maze. Once he got out of the mill he started the bike up again, hopped on, and sped off towards the Southern Bright Forest.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:28 am
Mozz nodded Looking at the mill, if Jackknife was gone they’d need 2 more arches bringing them up to six, and a horse to report any attack. Mozz took with him the two tigers and the bear as he made his way to new sewn, he requested 5 more tigers from the home front and 3 archers. He also requested a bow for himself, not that he could use it well, but just in case.
_to newsewn my homies_
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 11:40 am
The bedraggled archers went to go get the reinforcements. And get home.
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 2:56 pm
Jacknife roared up to the front of the maze and waved up at the Mill. He hopped off his bike and once again lifted it up behind him as he went through the maze. Once he got inside the mill, he let the bike fall and lean against a wall. "Nice day we've been having." He said, knowing he probably looked a little worse for wear. "I'm going to... fortify here for awhile, help you guys out a bit if something shows up."
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Posted: Sun Aug 13, 2006 4:39 pm
After an undisclosed time of sitting around on gaurd duty, Jacknife was bored. He figured he would head out and see if he could find his buddies. His cell phone flipped itself up out of his pocket and dialed mozz's number. While the phone was ringing, Jacknife once again lifted the bike out through the maze so he could head out as quickly as possible.
"Hey Mozz, It's Jacknife. Where are you guys, I'm going to give yall some backup. Wether you like or not."
He gunned the motorbike and headed out towards the newsewn fields.
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