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Post by Coffee on Apr 9, 2010 21:46:58 GMT -5
Coffee held up a paw to signal the students to stop when they reached the edge of the lake. A few feet ahead of him was a wooden post dabbed with red paint. It was one of four identical posts used to mark out the training area. Every time Coffee trained he would set up his posts to mark the day’s field. He had spent two days setting up this particular training field and was quite happy with it. It had a challenging variety of terrain from a stretch of beach along the lake to the shaded forest and even a small meadow. The beach itself was covered with obstacles, mainly old hobby horses and gymnastics hurdles. And near the waterline, Coffee had dug a long trench and surrounded it with rusted barbed wire from the remnants of an old pasture fence which he found stashed in a storage room in the barn.
A battered duck blind from the same storage room now took up a commanding position in the clearing between the lakefront and the edge of the forest, overlooking both. Unlike, the beach, which was completely devoid of mirrors, the duck blind had a small mirror hidden in the ceiling, allowing Coffee to drop in on anybody using it. The forest had more mirrors camouflaged under leaves, nailed to the bottoms of branches, or on tree trunks. There was even a section he called the hall of mirrors, where almost every trunk and major branch had mirrors of every size and shapped nailed to it so the rabbit could come from literally anywhere. The course ended in a meadow where Coffee had parked one of the school's worn our grounds pick up trucks, around which he had set up smoke grenade land mines.
The rabbit turned to the students with a grin on his face. And stretched out a paw to the nearest post, squeaking, Post. Four post. Post red. Stay in post. He waited a second and then continued. Liv in duck house, he said referring to the blind. You, he said pointing to the boy, on beach. Me, he pointed to himself, in long pit, he said referring to the trench. Five minute to go. Word safe. EEEEY. The safe word was not really a word, but a screech. Coffee's lack of human vocal chords meant he had to chose a safe word that he could utter understandably without counting on Liv's ability to translate. Word safe. All stop. Use hurt. No hurt. No use. Boy take weapons now. The rules finished, Coffee hopped off to the trench, leaving Liv to explain it to the boy, so that the children could take their positions, and the boy could chose two weapons from the sword, crossbow, long bow, and other assorted arms still remaining in the wagon.
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Post by Rhetoric on Apr 10, 2010 10:12:53 GMT -5
"Oh my God, shut up! I swear you talk just to hear yourself make noise." Liv cast The Idiot a dark look, a smirk creeping across her mouth against her will. Coffee had made him wear the largest of the vests and it was still most definitely too small for him. Liv might have felt a little bad for anyone else but The Idiot had gone out of his way to irritate her and so his discomfort was only amusing. "Oh, wow." The lake came into view and Liv's attention drifted out over the water. So that's what it looks like during the day, she thought, mesmerized by the lovely scene before her. She grinned absently, a genuine, cheery smile brightening her features considerably. And while sober.
Coffee stopped and Liv nearly rolled the wagon over him. He had led the two of them to a post with a red paint smear on it. The 'staff bunny' began listing instructions and Liv nodded her understanding, turning to pass the information to The Idiot. "These mark the boundary. Stay in bounds. Can you handle that?" she asked, eyebrow arched. "We start separate. I'm in the blind, you're on the beach, and Coffee will be in the trench. We get five minutes to dig in and then game on." She looked at The Idiot, her expression making it clear that this was going to be more than he could handle. "That means wait five and then try to tag the rabbit. Uh..." She wasn't sure how to translate the safe word. "Alright, that can be Coffee's safe word. You hear him screech like that, stop what you're doing. I'm assuming you aren't going to make that sound so..." she paused, thinking.
Liv considered all the different words that weren't likely in The Idiot's every day vocabulary. 'Please'. 'Thank you'. 'Sorry'. None of them would make a good safe word, though. She reached into her pocket and dragged out her I-pod nano, flipping through the playlist for inspiration. "Bon Jovi it is," she said gleeful. "If Coffee gets too much for you, just say 'Bon Jovi'. Sorry, Coffee, I don't think we could make a sound like that if we wanted to."
She looked over The Idiot, crammed into the padded vest, and snorted. "Arm up. Two weapons." She tapped the wagon with her foot and looked down the beach. There were hurdles and hobby horses all over the beach and Liv was helpless to keep the wicked smile off her face. This was going to be the sickest game of tag ever. The petite Paragon stretched her arms up over her head before she bent herself in half, loosening her muscles for the game ahead. Forehead pressed to her knee, a thought struck Liv and she glanced up. "Do you have an actual name? Or can I just keep calling you an Idiot?"
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Post by -RAM- on Apr 10, 2010 11:42:21 GMT -5
"Bon Jovi, huh? We got a rocker on hand." Jax chuckled, rolling his shoulder blades and flexing his muscles. Man this vest thingi was uncomfortable. Damn the freakin' bunny. Why the hell was there a goddamn bunny on the freakin' staff in the first place? Where he came from, they grabbed the bunnies by the ears and put a spear of sorts through them, so some of the workers could eat it. Jax personally, prefered to be veggie most of the time- not 'cause of his love for animals or anything, just 'cause he grew up in a fairly religious household and his religion preferred it's followers to be veg. It also said that animal cruelty was fairly wrong, but seeing in most of the myths they used animals as vehicals and used them to drag stuff (which was animal cruelty too, right?), Jax overlooked that rule.
"Yes, I do have a name, and No. You may not keep calling me 'The Idiot', Doctor Doo Little." Jaxon shot a very sarcastic smile at Liv, his eyes reflecting complete and utter boredom. "Now, if you ask nicely, I may just tell you my name." A slight twinkle entered his eyes, almost as if he were testing her patience. She'd already cracked, but Jax knew he hadn't pushed her to her complete limit- she was bound to provide him with a helluva lot of amusement when she really cracked. "So, what? I'm just supposed to go sit on the beach and smile at the waves for five, before our dear bunny starts to zoom around and wait for us to grab it's ears and hang it on branch?"
How the hell was playing TAG with a bunny, a form of training? Man, this bunny best be a bit of a challenge, or I swear i will tie it's ears to the tree and eat a carrot in front of it while it hangs. Jaxon grabbed a dagger and tucked it into the side of his vest and picked up a sword, slashing it through the air and moving his wrist to see how good the sword was. Hmm... light and steady. Sweet. "Alright, so I'm gonna go and think of different recipies that use bunnies in them." he stated sweetly, twirling the sword in his palm, artistically, before deciding to move towards the beach.
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Post by Coffee on Apr 10, 2010 12:02:42 GMT -5
Coffee scratched his right ear. Then he scratched his left, letting his paw glide along the silky black fur. He needed to think of a strategy that would make the cocky boy say that strange word. He also still had no idea what the boy's power was, which left him at a distinct disadvantage. However, he guessed that the boy had no clue what he could do either. He reached into his bag for a mirror. Sifting the sizes until he came to a small one he could throw easily. He let the velcro on the back of the mirror catch his fur and pulled it out. With a flick of his wrist he could send it flying for a surprising distance in any direction. He peeked his head out of the trench and surveyed the landscape.
The students were in position. He had a choice. Throw mirror at boy. He could probably get within 4 or 5 feet. Pop out. Use sword. Hit first. That was the first. The second was to use the mirror he had in the blind to drop down on Liv. He could probably get a couple of hits in before she had time to recover, and could then throw a mirror off his paw down as an escape route.
But she might expect an attack from in the blind. She might be searching it for mirrors now. Coffee had ducked his head down into the trench after a moment and could not see what Liv was doing in the blind. I no tell, he thought, reminding himself that he had not told Liv his power. Student no see. Other than the kids who were on the plane when Coffee had appeared here from the Mojoverse nobody at school had actually seen him use his power. He had told Clutch about it, her code being the best of all the students, at least when he first got here, and had told Diesel. Maybe a few other students had heard from the group on the plane. Still, that had been months earlier and Liv had only been here for a couple days. It was quite possible nobody had told her either. I keep, he thought, relishing the idea of saving his power for a moment when he really needed surprise. He put the mirrors away.
Coffee smelled the wind. Even without looking out of the trench he could tell any major movement of the students roughly by smell. He might also be able to hear them, although the sand by the beach was soft and might muffle foot steps even to his keen ears. The boy's smell seemed like it might be coming closer. Quickly, the rabbit, who was standing facing inland, away from the shoreline, hopped to the left, going to the far end of the trench. He then leaped out doing a backwards somersault in the air. Hopping forward mightily and silently, he covered 20 feet in moments and swung around maybe three feet behind Jax, dropping to a crouch. He then ran towards the boy pulling out his sword and swinging for the back of his vest.
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Post by -RAM- on Apr 10, 2010 12:25:51 GMT -5
Was that... no... it couldn't be... THAT fast? Really?
Jaxon had decently good hearing, hence he'd turned around as soon as he'd heard the movement behind him- but alas, his speed hardly matched that of a rabbit. The sword in the bunny's hand poked against Jax's side and Jax leapt back as soon as the two artifacts made contact. "Sh*t bunny, you got superspeed huh? Like, superduper speed." Jaxon had a grin appear on his face, which stuck there as he twirled his sword in his hand, circling the bunny and going for the oldest book in the trick when it came to rabbits. Whatever said and done, they were stupid creatures (the normal ones anyway) - when Jax hunted in the lands, fake right - break left always had the bunnies captured within a second.
Jax was gonna go for it. Hell, this one seemed to have a trick o' two up his sleeve, but Jax had to try. No point in over complicating it, when simple tricks might just do it. Jax shifted his weight to his right, keeping eye contact with the bunny and making it seem like he was going to use to sword to poke the bunny's vest near the left, but at the last moment, his sword slashed across, reaching for the right of the bunny's vest.
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Post by Rhetoric on Apr 10, 2010 12:52:06 GMT -5
Rule number one of tag, manhunt, or capture the flag. If your enemies knew where you were... don't f*cking be there. Liv waited all of two minutes before she crept out of the blind, Cuil on her shoulder. She stayed, her back pressed to the smelly, open shack as she looked around the beach. The Idiot and Coffee were on the other side, but she didn't need to know exactly where. "Keep your eyes open," she whispered quietly to Cuil.
The sparrow seemed to understand the importance of being quiet as he dipped his head. War games! There was no missing the delight in his hushed chirps. The flock will watch from above, poor wingless thing. He took off into the air and Liv looked up to see others circling lazy overhead.
Liv smirked as she heard The Idiot shout in surprise. "Serves you right," she muttered happily. Liv was already knotting her rope. She knew she had no hope of lassoing even a normal rabbit, let alone an intelligent one like Coffee, but she could still use it for her advantage. Rope in hand, Liv inched her way around the blind, Cuil quietly watching her back. She couldn't help but laugh at The Idiot circling Coffee. The look on his face was priceless. With one last amused snort, Liv made a break for the trees.
It was time to start recruiting.
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Post by Coffee on Apr 10, 2010 13:02:28 GMT -5
The sword hit the boy's vest and Coffee smiled wide. The boy smiled too which surprised him. Good, he act right. Cofee had been worried after the bickering with Liv that the boy might react crossly to having a point scored on him. Putting that thought out of his mind and chuckling a bit at the boy's comments he circled his adversary. Seeing the boy lunge forward he moved his sword tip ever so slightly to counter an attack on his left. His other paw quickly reached for his dagger to defend his right. One of the first lessons in gladiatorial school was to guard one's whole perimeter as any strike could easily be a faint. The lesson proved valuable today as the boy slashed at the right edge of Coffee's vest, only to be deflected by the dagger.
Coffee did a quick back flip to change direction and then high tailed it for the trench, leaving the boy literally in a cloud of his dust and sand. He dove head first into the trench, over the barbed wire, which was high enough that a normal human would not be able to jump over it. Attack, retreat, attack, retreat., he thought. It was a passable short term strategy. But sooner or later the boy would penetrate the trench and then it would be a death trap, so he would have to move on. That and there was Liv. Coffee did not know where she had gone. He did not like having her out of his sight. He also remembered her bird friends. They would give the girl ears everywhere, but thankfully they could hit his vest all they wanted without giving her any points since they were not approved weapons.
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Post by -RAM- on Apr 10, 2010 13:20:33 GMT -5
Bunny got some Brains huh. Well, can't complain- just makes things more exciting.
Jaxon coughed appearing on the otherside of the dust cloud, only to find that he couldn't really see the rabbit anywhere. Jaxon closed his eyes for a moment, allowing his ears to take control, but he could only vaguely hear things. He could hear the sparrows chirping in the sky, Ah, an unfair fight- not complaining though, how i love those things. In his head, him and Liv weren' actually working together against Coffee... not just yet. It was more like they were fighting a battle of their own, trying to bring the bunny down in their own ways. It was like there were two sessions going on at the same time - Jax v/s Bunny & Liv v/s Bunny.
He tried to concentrate less on the birds and more on other sounds, but he couldn't really figure out what they were. Just a load of muffle. He opened his eyes, running forwards- reaching back to the point where they'd all started and shutting his eyes again for a vague moment, nope, still nada. No doubt that after the bunny'd gone for him, he'd go for her. Jax was all muscle and he was big, so stealth wasn't an option for him, but tactic sure was. He knew that Liv was supposed to be at the blind- where she'd started- so it'd make sense for him to be somewhere close by... but further away to keep away from the bunny.
Jax kicked his shoes off, leaving them by the lakeside to lessen the impact of his footsteps and ran in a bit of a detour to the woods, avoiding the bunny. He just moved where his feet would take him- following that vague, light scent of moss and old trees. Instead of keeping to the ground, he decided to climb onto a tree with a vaguely low branch, which looked like it could just about take his weight. Jaxon's dark skin was a blessing, because the russet of his shirt and his dark skin fit right in amonst the dense woods.
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Post by Rhetoric on Apr 10, 2010 13:42:55 GMT -5
Liv stilled for a moment, certain she'd heard something. Shit, not yet! The moment passed. None of the birds had come off of their post to tell her that Coffee was on the move. Her dark eyes swept the trees once before she went back to the two squirrels she had cornered. The trees were lousy with them and as far as Liv was concerned, they could only help. "I need you guys to spread my scent all over here, got that?" Squirrels had painfully short attention spans, but they were also fairly diligent when motivated. "Help me pull this off and I'll bring bagels down here every morning until graduation."
The two squirrels looked at one another and began to chatter excitedly. Yup, yup! Help ya! Yup! She smiled at their eagerness and quickly undid her vest, hoping she had time before Coffee popped up. She shed her jacket and threw it into the trees before peeling off her t-shirt and tossing it to one of the squirrels. "Get to," she said dismissing her with a flick of her hand. It ran off while she considered her tank top. Why not, she had the vest to cover up. Thank God Frostbite had made the room so cold or she would never have had so many layers on. Liv yanked the tank over her head and threw it to the other squirrel. "Mark trees, ground, rocks, everything you can," Liv ordered, putting the vest back on.
Liv looked up at the tree she was under. The lowest branch was a good deal overhead and her slight height wasn't doing her any favors. With a smirk she backed up before running at the oak and launching herself upward. Liv dug her toes in, propelling her jump further until she lost momentum. Her fingers just barely managed to get around the branch, but her grip was enough for her to swing her legs up. Countless hours on the uneven bars gave her a bit of an advantage as she swung her way further up the tree. When she was satisfied, she was about twenty feet up, her lariat in hand. Liv smirked down at the ground, awaiting Coffee to try for her.
Bring it on.
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Post by Coffee on Apr 10, 2010 14:17:26 GMT -5
He run. No stupid, Coffee thought as the boy's scent moved farther away until it was too far to smell, and he heard the foot falls, first soft on the sand, then harder on the ground. The boy moved remarkably fast considering the hurdles, and that impressed the rabbit. Go now, he thought. But first he had to figure out where to go. The boy could be in the duck blind, and could throw a dagger at him from there easily. He could be in the woods behind a million trees. He could double back onto the beach. And Liv was still unaccounted for too.
Given how little time had passed he doubted she had gone terribly far, although Cuil and his friends if well placed could keep watch over the entire field of play. Climbing out of the trench and making his way across the beach would be dangerous. He would be exposed before two enemies, one with a rope that could grab him quickly and unexpectedly, and the other with a dagger that could be thrown. The woods was also full of branches and logs that could be turned into weapons.
She no know. She no watch back. No think Coffee get there., he thought happily as the old pick up came to mind. He could jump into a mirror here, pop out of a side view mirror on the pick up at the back of the course in the meadow, and then catch his enemies' scents and sneak up on one or both. Since it would be impossible for him to walk around that far in less than twenty minutes, and would take considerably more trying to get over the hurdles and hide from the others, it would not be a logical place for her to post birds. As long as nobody saw him jump on either end he could maintain his secret the whole time.
The best way to do that was to jump in the trench. Carefully looking and listening around Coffee assured himself there were no birds close enough to see. He then started to dig a tunnel in the side of the trench. Once in the tunnel he would jump. If Cuil or his friends saw Coffee enter the tunnel they would assume he was burrowing to get to the children and would think nothing of him disappearing. For about ten minutes Coffee burrowed. Then he climbed into his short tunnel. He pulled out a mirror, put it down on the ground in front of him, pulled his flying cape out from under his vest and fluffed it out, and then jumped into the mirror. Seconds later he found the side view mirror in the corridor universe that exists between all mirrors, and floated into it, popping out in the meadow.
Gingerly he hopped through the meadow, weaving between the places where he had planted smoke grenades, and finally dove for cover into the forest, a good ten minute walk away from the spot where unknown to him the boy was hiding. Hidden from view himself, Coffee smelled the air and was surprised when Liv's scent was on it coming from two directions. In both cases it was the strong scent of a person in place, not of where a person had been. He was also surprised because he had assumed she would not be this deep in the woods. How two, he thought puzzled. She power I not know? A secondary power might explain this trick. This combined with not knowing the boy's power might make his position in the woods with them both more dangerous than staying in the trench.
He would keep the idea in mind but also not assume. Follow, she good. Stay, she good. He knew that if he tried to track either scent he might fall into a trap, but also if he stayed in one spot she could get him. Or Jax might get him. He could make a break for the hall of mirrors. But he wanted to save that for later. So far he had one hit out of the ten he needed on the boy and no hits out of ten on Liv. They had no hits out of the ten total they needed combined on him.
There was no need to take big risks yet. He was close to the meadow. He would stay close and lead anybody who dared follow through the smoke grenades. His nose and ears could guide him through the dense smoke and he could then inflict a hit or two and disappear through a mirror without being seen, or with his pursuer convinced they had just seen a trick of light.
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Post by Rhetoric on Apr 10, 2010 14:46:48 GMT -5
Liv was neck deep in squirrels and she was pretty sure she had a stick up her butt from sitting in the stupid goddamn tree for fifteen minutes, just waiting for something to happen. "Ok, ok ok!" Liv drew in her rope and wore it across her chest like a bandoleer. "If you lot want breakfast in the mornings, you're gonna have to work for it, greedy little psychos," she mumbled. One of the squirrels was doing his best to make a nest in her hair. She plucked him out with an annoyed sigh and dropped him onto the branch beside her.
"There is a rabbit running around the woods. Not a normal one, a big one, and he's dressed in clothes."
Like a two-legger, yup!
Liv pinched her eyes shut, praying for patience. She should have realized that squirrels were out of their minds and just as much trouble as help. "Find him, and try to pester him. Toss acorns, kick up dirt, make noise..." She wanted Coffee so distracted that he wouldn't know an actual attack from a real one. "And be careful. He's got a sword. Now git!" She shook the branch she was sitting on and the swarm of squirrels took off chattering excitedly.
"God help me." Liv let herself fall backward off the branch, holding on with her knees as she dropped carefully to a lower branch on her way to the ground. Smiling slightly Liv looked across the wood. She couldn't see him, but one of Cuil's flock had alerted her to his presence. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she worked to pierce the shadows.
Gotcha! The rope spun out, and Liv yanked with all her might, the rope going slack as whatever she'd caught came loose from the tree. Liv grinned as The Idiot hit the ground with a heavy thud, his foot lassoed. "Quit playing around. Time to carry your weight... Idiot."
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Post by -RAM- on Apr 10, 2010 15:03:21 GMT -5
Jax had a massive smirk stuck on his face, his eyes wandering off elsewhere, trying to avoid the whole stripping scene- Liv was pretty alright, but Jax had too much virtue to actually watch a girl strip without her wanting him to. It was weird how Jax worked- he was perhaps the biggest ass alive, but at the same time he had these... gentlemanly values- the way he'd never hurt a girl, or watch one while she stripped right under his nose for example. It was just a no-go for Jax. He was lost in concentrating at other places, when he felt a rope tighten around him and pull him off the branch, having an awfully harsh impact on the ground.
"Have you lost your mind?!" Jaxon spat out, struggling out of the rope and trying to keep his voice as low as possible- although it probably wouldn't help. Rabbits had wicked good hearing, and no way in hell would staff bunny have missed that impact. "Staff bunny's sure to have heard that! And no way in hell can we run without him following us- both are feet will make too much of a loud noise!" Jaxon sighed, catching Doo Little's gaze and holding it for a second. A sudden twinkle entered his eye, leaning forward to whisper something inaudible to anyone else but them in her ear, exchanging a grin with her.
When Coffee would appear- the two of them would be prepared and out of sight.
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Post by Coffee on Apr 10, 2010 15:30:12 GMT -5
Coffee heard a loud thud followed by the boy rebuking Liv. Now he knew where both of his targets were he decided it was best to take them together by varying his first plan. He would still wait for them by the meadow but he would bait them into coming there. He ran quickly out of the meadow into the woods, sword drawn, letting it catch the light ever so slightly so someone looking for movement would spot it. He also intentionally stepped on a rotten old log so it broke with a satisfying crack under his foot. Then he prepared to scamper back to the meadow as soon as they appeared.
He waited a few moments but instead of hearing them trying to sneak up on him he heard artificially heavy foot steps and music. The foot steps seemed to move toward each other more than they moved toward him. Cover. he thought. The music had to be meant to distract him from something. What? Even his fine ears could not make out anything beyond the music and foot steps. Except, there was something else. Something fainter. He strained his ears to listen closer, and there was nothing. He waited, his whole body tensed and ready to spring into action. And there it was again. The sound of feet, but not the heavy foot steps that came with the music, but light, fast steps. A lot of them. He could not pinpoint where they were going but they seemed close.
Coffee smelled the wind. Liv's scent was still scattered, but the boy's he could pick up easily. It could be a trick so he would not assume the boy was there, yet he would still look out for an attack from that direction. He thought about the meadow and tried to recall the locations of all the smoke grenades. He would need to set off some himself and then make sure the students set off others. It would take a lot of smoke to keep both students completely fogged in. Well, that and Cuil. He had been so busy concentrating on the sounds and smells he had forgotten to scan the air for birds. When he looked up he could see one flying away. But he did not know if it was reporting to Liv or just going home to feed babies.
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Post by -RAM- on Apr 10, 2010 15:59:22 GMT -5
Score.
Their plan seemed to be working. Jax had told Liv to give him her iPod and he'd blasted loud nickleback (she had good music taste- he had to give her that) as he moved away from where him and Liv stood, allowing her to climb the tree amongst plenty of squirrels so her sound was camoflaged, and 'cuz her clothes were scattered everywhere, her scent wouldn't give her away either. Jax, on the other hand, was running to a tree opposite and climbed up to the second branch, the music still blasting loud as he chucked the iPod across to a third tree, hearing the music moving, and hearing it come to a halt as it landed with a thud against the branch.
Jax looked out, and saw bunny standing in the centre of it all, trying to evaluate who was where and do whatever ninja-bunnies did to try and 'tag' back. Jax looked across at Liv on the other tree, catching the brown of her eyes, which almost looked like hazel-nuts, seeing she was surrounded by squirrels. He gave her a nod, and looked down at the bunny.
He held up his fingers- 3 , 2 , 1.
Jaxon jumped down, his dagger slashing with him, aiming for the back of the bunny's vest.
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Post by Rhetoric on Apr 10, 2010 16:31:31 GMT -5
Noooooooooo! Liv watched her I-pod crash into a tree and the music stopped with a dragging gurgle, crushing them all with a moment of quiet. My I-pod! She glared across the trees at The Idiot. Would it have been so hard to get one of the squirrels to run around with it instead of pitching it against a tree? She gave him the finger, and waited watching for Coffee.
Cuil lit on her shoulder, his black eyes like tiny beads. Ye need to be fast, Livi. She nodded, with a small smile. The squirrels were all about throwing things down from the trees, rustling through the dead brush, and shrieking abuse at the poor rabbit as he came into view, looking about alert and on guard. For his sake Liv hoped Coffee couldn't understand the bushy-tailed bullies.
Liv adjusted her grip on the rope, making sure the knot wouldn't catch as she slid the lasso open. She'd only get one shot at the rabbit and if she missed The Idiot was going to be diced up into little pieces. Liv watched as The Idiot counted down with his fingers and dropped out of the tree like a rock. No grace, she thought idly, waiting for her moment. Come on, Idiot. TAG!
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