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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 6:59 pm
*Mel keeps her sword pointed at Bard* No, I don't think I shall. I wonder, who do you think is faster?
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 7:08 pm
*Bard has a little more space between him and Melliandra now, but not a lot. He casts a quick concerned glance at Maggie, his face a mix of concern and admiration* Maggie... it's okay.. this is between me and Melliandra....
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 7:23 pm
I'll not stand by and let her harm ye! *Maggie vows fiercely. She makes no move to attack Melliandra, though, addressing her again in the hope that she can get her to just stop this*
Just put yer sword down, there's no call for-- Ah!
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 7:23 pm
*Before Maggie can finish her sentence, Melli's spun around and lunged forward to strike at her. She's fast, and Maggie barely manages to lift her sword in time to block her*
Silly girl. You've never so much as picked one of these up before, have you?
*Mel, on the other hand, seems to have had plenty of experience, and she starts swinging aggressively, driving Maggie backwards*
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 7:41 pm
*Seeing Melliandra attack Maggie, Bard's heart leaps into his throat. He fights the urge to call out her name.. instead he quietly grabs the bat from the table. He inches forward toward Melliandra and swings...*
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 7:49 pm
*But Melli spins back toward him* Not fast enough, dear! *She swings her sword up to block him, and the blade lodges halfway through the wood*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 7:49 pm
*Maggie tries to take advantage of Mel being distracted by Bard. She changes her hold on her sword to try and attack with the hilt of it, not wanting to actually hurt her badly*
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 7:56 pm
Ah ah ah! *Mel scolds. Still holding Bard back with her sword stuck in the bat, she darts out her hand out to grasp Maggie's wrist. She twists it and squeezes tightly, forcing Maggie to release her grasp and drop her sword with a clatter* Nice effort, though! *She tilts her head toward her, laughing . . . only to have it snapped back as Maggie hauls back with her free hand to deck her right upside the face*
Hell and damnation!! *Mel swears loudly, releasing Maggie's wrist to rub the side of her jaw where Maggie caught her* That hurt!
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 8:00 pm
*Bard makes a lunge for Maggie's dropped sword*
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 8:02 pm
*But Melliandra kicks it out of his reach* Oh, enough already. *she says, irritably. Now that Bard's let go of the bat, she yanks it off her sword. She casts the bat aside, inspects her blade, then sheathes it with a chuckle* Not bad, though, I must say. Splendid teamwork, really!
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 8:04 pm
*Maggie just stares at Melliandra for a moment in disbelief. Can that really be it?*
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 8:08 pm
*Bard rises to his feet, a little stunned himself. Neverthess he smirks*
So you surrender eh?
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 8:14 pm
*Melli quirks an eyebrow at him* Don't be ridiculous. *she smiles though, and the manner in which she does makes her face look actually rather friendly* Even without my magic, I've fought by the sword nearly all my life. Do you honestly believe I could not have killed you both, had I genuinely wanted to?
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 8:17 pm
... Magic? *Maggie mouths the word more than actually saying it aloud. Still wary of this woman, Maggie cautiously makes her way back toward Bard's side. She rubs her knuckles absently - they're a bit sore now from striking Mel*
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WhimsicalCow Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 20, 2005 8:17 pm
Oh I don't doubt you were playing with us. Just remember, Master Swordswoman *Bard places his arm arround Maggie's shoulder's* Someone here has a mean left hook.
Now, can I offer you a drink?
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