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ah..what confused me was the boy part...I read it and I did not see mention that the baby was a boy.

We'll be waiting. 4laugh

*Wonders if Murdoc would make any headway in here. eek sweatdrop ... ninja

What? The thing... or the thing?

The quote on the top I just thought was fun...

...the one in the middle is a favor to a friend...



...the one on the bottom was randomly inspired, since I started (on request) RPing with an inactive character I had designed, and it just seemed to fit perfectly... Slightly creepy, prettyboy, song lyrics perfectly describing the situation... For some reason it just seems a lot more fun than I thought it would be to have a really freakin' creepy incubus character that ******** up everyone's life and breaks up relationships. whee

Yes... gotta love it. xd

*Also loves it.*

...so, we getting a new exercise, because this one seems a tad dead? xp

HA!

Now there is a spiffy new thingybob to write in response to, and it can be more ongoing, and you guys can write prompts to if you get the urge. 3nodding

The young mercenary sighed as he stared at the unconcious body of the princess. Her long chestnut hair flowed randomly across the stone ground of the cave. Sharpening his long dagger in silence, he glanced at cave entrance in obvious annoyance.

This is getting stupid...

Llyod thought to himself. Why hadn't the man who hired him arrived yet? Further more, why was she still unconcious? He hadn't hit her at all, he had just picked her up over his shoulder and carried her here... but for whatever reason, she went completely unconcious after being dropped on the hard ground. He didn't know how this happened, but he didn't give it much thought, after all - Princesses' were "delicate". Shaking his head, he stared up at the cave ceiling, hoping nothing had happened to her form. It wasn't that he cared about the maiden, it was that in the job description it was mentioned that if princess Fernenn obtained even the slightest injury, the payment would be cut in half. The idea was that they would kidnap the princess and use her to ransom the king out of all his land. However, if he thought her to be injured, the greedy man would be less likely to pay the asked amount, as he'd assume the theives were lieing about her promised "safety".Running a hand through his short blonde hair, he finally exploded in exasperation.

"God dammit!"

He yelled, pounding the ground in anger. His knife fell from his hand and clattered to the stone floor, rolling across the cave floor for a few seconds, before finally resting beside the young woman. If she was anyone else, he'd be worried about her grabbing the knife and attacking him... but she was, after all, a princess - they weren't exactly world renowned for intelligence. But then, neither were mercenaries, for had he paid closer attention he would've noticed the girl's hand reaching towards the knife...

Finally the sound of approaching horses could be heard in the far distance. Since the cave was surrounded by flat plains, one could see and hear things LONG before they arrived. Standing up abruptly, Lloyd took one step towards the entrance... groaned, and fell to the floor as - to him - everything went black.

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"I take it that's the girl? Funny, I always thought she had longer hair..."

The huge thuggish man looked down at the princess, lieing on the ground with her hands and feet bound, an odd peice of clothing tied around her mouth. Looking at the furiously struggling princess, Lloyd shrugged and chuckled, leaning on the wall as he played with his knife.

"You can't believe everything you hear, mate. So where's my money?"

Grunting at the mercenary, the man tossed him a bag of gold and headed over to the girl. Tossing her over his shoulder, he headed outside to his horse as the princess glared at her original captor all the way. Winking at him, Lady Fernenn chuckled and watched them disappear in the distance. Pulling the peice of material - which was tied around her hair - loose, she shook her haid, allowing her ravishing chestnut hair to fall down her back once again. Frowning at her clothes, she sighed in mock sadness as she stared after the thug and victim.

"Pity... I liked that dress. Ah well... I'll just have to get daddy to buy me a knew one."

Putting the knife in the small holder on Lloyd's jacket, she headed outside, untethered the mercenary's horse, and rode back to her kingdom. It was time to go home.

Sure it is! Parafli = super bad guy.