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 Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 10:12 am
((No, this is a bad one-liner: The last man on earth sat in a room. Someone knocked on the door.))
Arell smirked at Artie. "What for? Dat's a badass song." he said, then realized what he was doing. Greeeeeeat. I've lost my mind. I'm arguing with a cat that thinks it's my future father in-law. he thought.
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 10:12 pm
As the converstion continued on in the currently tense atmosphere of the boat, Tim looked out towards the city that started disappearing into smog from the coast. He then checked the communicator for the approximate time they had left before they arrived the island.
"All right, let's talk about plan of attack."
He turned to the group, tapping at his communicator to pull up the latest building plans from the data for the facility on the island.
"Go in, get Crystal, and we're out, yes?"
He was certain it would be best to take the least amount of time to do these three steps, especially since they didn't know how many people were occupying the island-base.
(edit-or so he thought sweatdrop )
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Posted: Tue Mar 27, 2012 11:23 pm
Artemis nodded. "Shouldn't be too hard, just as long as we avoid the ape man and Tygrus. Other than that we have the normal human Dorian."
Artemis sounded quite sure that there weren't any more than that on the island.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 9:44 am
Arell smirked. "First rule of Bounty-huntin': Expect de unexpected." he growled, sharpening his big bowie knife.
"If y'all cover me, I'll go get Crystal. Do whatcha want to de goons, but leave Dr. Dorian t' me." he growled as he finished sharpening the knife, spinning it between his fingers and sheathing it. "Dat sumbitch made it personal."
Meanwhile, he looked at the horizon. It couldn't be too long before they got to Dorian's island. Of course, he was thankful for the help, he brought two people and a cat more than he was thinking of bringing but that made things easier . . . or so he had thought.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 10:31 am
At first Tim hadn't thought much of what Arell meant about "bounty hunting" and "leave him to me"... but as he watched the cajun sharpen his knife, Robin gave him an odd look. A few moments after Arell had sheathed his knife, Tim presented a rather important question that had developed in his head.
"...you're ultimately going to bring him to the GCPD, right?"
He would apologize if his gut was wrong about what Arell was planning for Dr. Dorian.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 10:40 am
"Aw-- Awww!" Abby said in exasperation, facepalming.
"Jayzus, Mary 'n' Joseph! Please don' tell me yer gonna kill this guy!" she protested. "And fer the record-- I've never held a gun in me life, I dunno how to fight at all. Whaddaya expect me and poor Artemis to do? I mean, yeah I can stick near you guys and give ya good luck, but that's probably it!" she continued, snuggling the cat protectively.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:28 am
"Hey hey hey! Don't drag me into the 'I'm poor and inexperienced' thing. I know a thing or two about fighting." Artemis wiggled out of Abby's arms and shook real hard.
He then stalked up to Arell. "I'm going with you to make sure you don't do something stupid."
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 11:34 am
Abby blinked. "Uh... yer a cat," she said to Artemis. A talkin' cat, but still a cat."
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 1:22 pm
The questions about Arell's true intent burned in his mind. Kidnapping a loved one? If Arell went alone like he planned, Dr. Emile Dorian would be late . . . as in the LATE Dr. Dorian. However, he was weighing it all in his mind. Jonah Hex, Arell's part-time Mentor wasn't against shooting a man . . . or MANY men as the myth goes, but was it worth the ire of the Justice League, the Bat-Family, The Green Lantern Corps and his own FAMILY in arms against him?! He paused for a minute in thought . . . it was clear that he REALLY wanted to fill the "good doctor" up with some buckshot.
Arell looked at Tim after what was about a good five-ten minutes. "They let 'im back out if we capture him, an' he goes to Hell in tiny bits. Understand?" he growls. It didn't take many to realize that he was NOT playing around for this one. If Dorian didn't get justice if they brought him back to Gotham's police department, then he'd best sleep light, or pray that Arell was ridiculously intoxicated if put in the same room.
Arell looked at Abby and Artemis. "Just stay clear of danger. If I do somethin' stupid, it's for a damn good reason." he growled.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 1:29 pm
Tim had his gaze locked on Arell and observed him with a cool caution as the boat motored closer to their destination. Okay, so "this" time... if such a situation where they face this doctor again were to occur, Tim would have to worry about it if or when that time comes. For now, this seemed like an.... "unstable"...but workable plan. For the time being, Tim wouldn't hide his cautious behavior.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 1:36 pm
Arell looked at Tim. He looked worried about what was going to go down. In truth, he had apt reason to. Perhaps the Gator side kicked in? Those that looked at him at the right moment could notice that some fangs were showing and behind his sunglasses, the Ragin' Cajun's biological eye was now reptilian. It was clear this wasn't the goofy drunk Artemis knew, the calm, cool and collective Southern gentleman that Abby and Tim saw, or the caring brother C.J. and Dundee knew him as. This was Arell the vengeful killer. The Animal-esque anti-hero was barely holding it together.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 9:24 pm
((Ok people. We can hit land any time your ready.))
Artemis looked up to Arell and sighed. "Just remember. That when you find Dorian, you're most likely will find Crystal in the same room." He placed a paw on Arell's leg.
"Just be careful. You don't want to hurt the one you love."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 5:23 am
That was the calming bit Arell needed. He remembered that Crystal would be in danger if he was too fast to attack. "Yer right, Artie. Much as I'd personally love t' put dat sumbitch in his grave, we gotta prioritize." he growled. Seeing land coming up off the horizon, he slowly put his guns and spare shells in a waterproof bag and eased it on his back. Taking off his hat and sunglasses to reveal a messy haircut, he handed his hat to Tim. "See ya on shore. I'm goin' in!" he growled and dove overboard.
The moment he hit the water, he let the transformation take full effect. Soon the reptile was making his way towards shore and to the fight for hi- their lives!
((Exit Arell to Dorian's island.))
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 8:44 am
[Exit Artemis, Abby and Tim to Dorian's Island]
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Posted: Wed May 02, 2012 11:02 am
((Enter Arell from Dorian's Secret Island))
Coughing and sputtering, the form of an almost-done transforming version of Arell surfaced from the water. He grabbed the ladder to the dock the bat boat usually was moored and hauled himself onto dry land. This is better than sewer water! Jesus, s**t got ******** up, but at least nobody got hurt. Now where's Bruce keepin' the brew? he asked. After the grand failure that fortunately didn't cost any lives (but maybe his relationship with Crystal was on the line), Arell needed a beer. Hell, A six-pack of PBR would be perfect right about now!
He dried himself off and was about to leave when he noticed something peculiar. Was that dinghy there the whole time?!?
((Edited. Okay, Oncaro! Hit it!!))
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