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• *An otter, who is wearing a bright red jacket that contrasts with his pure white tail, walks up to the new hare in a none to quickly walk* A'oy, matey. Welcome te Lakewood Abbey. 'M Snowrudder Longshaft. Pleased te meetcher. *He bows slightly to the hare* An' wot's yer name, mate? (NT) -- Snowrudder Longshaft, 16:25:47 09/26/04 Sun

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• *Mickle dashes in and trips over a chair, but turns his fall into a roll. He ends up sitting on the floor in front of Flash.* 'Ello, matey! My name's Mickle! What's yer name? 'Ere, I stole some o' Swift's hotroot soup! Ye want some? *Mickle holds up a canteen.* -- Mickle, 19:42:07 09/26/04 Sun

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• *A short ottermaid follows closely on his heels, her eyes fixed firmly on the canteen of soup whilst she introduces herself.* Hiya matey, call me Kit. All me mates do. Ye called Flash? Erm...*She moves closer to Mickle with a shifty look in her eyes.* Look matey, yer don' want t'soup. 'Onest. It's 'otroot an' yer'll probably 'ate it... -- Kitrinalin Rowan, Orful Ottermaid, 04:45:47 09/27/04 Mon

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• **Bounces up and grins** Hi, wlecome! By the way, ye mightn't want t' get in the middle of Mick, Kit, and Swift. Possibly fatal, as Swift might come rampaging after the one who has his soup... he's rather protective of those things. I have carrots, though, and strawberries, lots of them. Always keep some in my pockets... one one? (NT) -- Pearl the REO, 17:59:48 09/27/04 Mon

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• *A rather tall otter sneaks in, pinning Mick between he and Kit. He nods at Flash.* 'Lo mate, good ter see ya! I go by Swift or Skip or Swiftstream if ye must. *He looks at Mick, but addresses Kit.* Nay, mate, y'dunno this furret.. 'E's nuts fer 'otroot... Oi Flash! Why not 'elp us catch this thief? We'll split the soup wid yer! (NT) -- Swiftstream Brooktail, 21:57:32 09/27/04 Mon

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• Will we? *Peers at Flash* I guess 'ee seems like a nice lookin' newbie....*Splutters at Pearls' suggestion* Y'can't give 'im STRAWBERRY'S matey! I mean, s'nothin' on 'otroot soup! *Glares at Mickle* No beast's worse than a soup stealin', yellow-bellied little rat. *Nods at Swift* Yer on mate! 'Otroot or...or...OR ELSE! -- Kit, the 'ungry Orful Ottermaid, 07:05:09 09/28/04 Tue
  • **Indignant** Well fine then, I'll eat my own food an' you can eat yores. An' if I want 'otroot soup I'll make it m'self! Not sayin' it'll be any good, but I have mama's recipe! (NT) -- Pearl the REO, 10:18:11 09/28/04 Tue
    • *Mutters to herself righteously* Can't give a newbie strawberries when there's 'otroot soup on offer. 'Tis criminal. 'Orful! An' not fair either. (NT) -- Kit, 12:58:38 09/28/04 Tue
      • **Fights the urge to tackle and sticks her nose up in the air as she stalks away** (NT) -- Pearl, 13:50:49 09/28/04 Tue
        • *Watches Pearl walk away, torn between apologosing to her friend and fighting Mickles for hotroot soup.* (NT) -- Kit, 13:55:15 09/28/04 Tue

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• *Mickle clutches the canteen to his chest and spins to face Swift.* Swift, matey! Ye hadn't made me 'otroot soup for so long...I just had to...procure...some for myself! Now, if ye'll excuse me... *Mickle tries to walk past Swift.* -- Mickle, 19:53:13 09/28/04 Tue
  • *Her face contorted in a rather amusing fashion Kit sticks out her footpaw in an attempt to trip Mickle and dashes after Pearl, stopping short of leaving the Hall.* PEEARRRL! SORRY 'bout comparing your strawberries to 'otroot soup! -- Kit, 01:58:09 09/29/04 Wed

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• *Smiling slightly, Snow decides to take in the great comedy of all that's going on. Taking a step or two back, he leans against a wall, picks out a candied chestnut from one of the pockets in his jacket, brushes some dirt and dust off of it, and pops it into his mouth. At this point, he is grinning madly. He looks over to Flash* 'Oi, matey. C'n I off'r ye a candied chesnut? *He pulls a much cleaner one out of another pocket* (NT) -- Snowrudder Longshaft, 09:17:07 09/29/04 Wed

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• **Pearl turns with a look of pure malice on her face as she squints at Kit. She pounces at her to give her a hug, smiling now** S'okay, Kit! You think I'd really stay mad that lo-- ooh look, Snowy's got candied chestnuts... look at his face! Ehee, I wonder if that hare knows what 'e's gotten into... plenny of food at Lakewood, an' plenny of characters (meaning a unique person) t' dish 'em out, wanted or no! **Grins** (NT) -- Pearl, 11:13:17 09/29/04 Wed

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• *Hugs Pearl tightly then lets go and dances on the spot on her footpaws* Right, ifn' yer'll excuse me matey? *She grins, then runs back towards Mickle and Swift, sticking her tongue out at Snow on the way, and yelling* 'OTROOT SOUP AHOY! -- Kit, 12:34:07 09/29/04 Wed

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• *Swift throws out his paw and buffets Mick back.* Ahhh. See mate... Y'done stole from me. If'n yer wanted some soup, all y'had t'do was ask nicely, an I woulda given it to yer. But yer 'ad ter go an' try ter steal it. An' y'know that I know whene'er a beast 'as stole summat off me. An' yer really knows that I knows whenever someone steals summat off me, that's it's you done the stealin'. So, nah ah. Give us the soup. *He holds out a paw, smiling warmly.* (NT) -- Swift, 14:30:31 09/29/04 Wed

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• *Mickle sighs, then tosses a canteen over to Swift.* Righty Oh, matey! Ye caught me... now, I'll just take my leave...*Begins to walk off.* -- Mickle, 19:06:35 09/29/04 Wed
  • *He's stopped by a crazy furball diving ontop of him yelling* SOOUUP! -- Kit, 10:27:08 09/30/04 Thu

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• *Swift throws the canteen at Mickle's head, yelling.* THIS AIN'T MINE! KIT! BASH 'IS BRAINS IN! (NT) -- Swift, 08:44:56 10/01/04 Fri

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• *Mickle winces as the canteen bounces off his head, then falls over as Kit divetackes him.* Gerroff me, ye lil' bugger! *Mickle rolls over to try to get her off of him.* -- Mickle, 20:08:30 10/01/04 Fri

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• Sod 'is brains! WHERE'S T'SOUP?! *She ignores the bruises she's collecting and latches onto Mickle's paw, assuming that's where the canteen of soup is.* -- Kit, 11:16:23 10/02/04 Sat

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• *Snow yells out to Mickle as Kit is trying to get the canteen of soup* Matey, ye'd bes' jus' gi'e up the sup. That 'tis unless yer gonna wan' te land yerslef up in the ol' 'firmary. (NT) -- Snowrudder Longshaft, 08:22:16 10/03/04 Sun

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• *Swift cheers Kit on uproariously.* AYE! GIMMIT TO 'IM! MAKE 'IM BLEED! GUTS FER GARTERS MARM! (NT) -- Swift, 15:33:03 10/06/04 Wed
  • It's MISS an' I don't want 'is GARTERS, GUTS OR BLOOD! SOOOOOUP! *She takes hold of Mickles paw with both of her own and hangs on determindly.* (NT) -- Kit, 03:59:06 10/07/04 Thu

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• *Swift blinks.* Wow, Mick in garters is a fun picture... But aye! *Swift leaps down on Mickle's back, attempting to pin him to the ground.* (NT) -- Swift, 16:49:20 10/08/04 Fri

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• (OCC: Mickle, are you fighting back here or do we just keep diving on you until you give in, erm, peacefully?) BIC: Ewww! Mental image...*Now half squashed Kit kicks out, hoping if she hits Swift he'll shift and she can breath and if not she'll hit Mickle and he MIGHT drop the blinkin' soup!* -- Kit, 07:29:47 10/10/04 Sun

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• OOC: Mick'll be around soon. He's, erm....in hot water again (a.k.a. grounded). He said probably two weeks or so. (NT) -- Snowrudder, 06:22:56 10/14/04 Thu

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• OOC: That Mick is a rascal, to be sure... Needs to get his things straightened out. Kidding. I hope the grounding isn't too fierce... (NT) -- Swift, 17:46:10 10/14/04 Thu
  • OOC: Shame. *Sighs* Looks like I'll have to wait for the soup. (NT) -- Kit, 12:44:36 10/16/04 Sat

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• ooc: *Mickle walks in with a sheepish grin.* oops...gotta stop doing that... BIC: *Mickle is brought down to the ground by the combined weight of Swift and Kit.* oof! Mates! the canteen! *watches in horror as the canteen rolls out the door, and down the path towards the lake.* -- Mickle, 20:35:09 10/25/04 Mon

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• OOC: Welcome back Mick! BIC:*Snow, who was just lounging around, sees Mick go down under Swift and Kit. After smiling at this, he sees the canteen roll away, and hears Mickle cry out. Making his paws move, he jumps up and takes off after the canteen.* (NT) -- Snowrudder, 23:07:10 10/25/04 Mon
  • (OCC: Good to see you back Mickle!) BIC: *Kit fumbles with Mickle's paw triumphantly before realising it is in fact empty. A look of horro settles on her face.* Swift! the soup...it's-it's GONE?! (NT) -- Kit, 11:42:16 10/27/04 Wed

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• *Swift has already crawled off Mickle much like a cat, and hurtles off after the canteen. He makes a diving leap and it and it barely skips away, off a rock. Just as it's about to roll into the lake, he launches forward and clutches it.* SWEET LADY FREEDOM! *He kisses the beloved canteen and stands up.* Right, I'm asposed to divvy this up now, eh? (NT) -- Swift, 21:07:39 10/27/04 Wed
  • *Kit, a little slow on the uptake in her horrified state, hasn't yet moved and so is still sat on Mickle.* Yer lost t'soup. *She shakes her head.* Yer didn't just STEAL it, nooo, yer 'ad to LOOSE it an'all! (NT) -- Kit, 05:33:48 10/28/04 Thu

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• *Mickle rolls over in an attempt to throw Kit off of him.* Swift's got the soup! Get 'em! Ye can take him, matey! Gogogogo! *He yells, trying to confuse Kit into attack Swift.* -- Mickle, 08:03:00 10/28/04 Thu

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• *Snow, seeing that Swift has caught the soup, frowns that he didn't catch it first. However, not wanting to have made the run for nothing, he takes a dive at the lake. Just as he jumps, he hears Mick yelling at someone to tackle Swift. Knowing that taking on Swift, with a beloved canteen, is foolish, Snow decides to take a little swim instead. (NT) -- Snowrudder, 22:55:45 10/28/04 Thu

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• Take who? Huh? *Kit looks at Mickle, thinking the poor ferret has finally cracked. She gets off him with a patronising smile, then remembert what all the fuss was about starts peering around to find where the canteen went.* -- Kit, 07:33:25 10/30/04 Sat

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• *Swift thinks for a second and looks around. Seeing only Kit and Snowrudder about, he grins, sits down, produces three large cups, and begins to pour the contents of the canteen into the cups. He looks around grinning at the other two otters.* Kit and Snowrudder! Brave an' perilous beasts! As one o' the leaders o' Lakewood, I bestow upon thee, in recognition of yore brave efforts in aidin' me in recoverin' m'soup from yon scoundrel ferretytype Mickle, equal shares in the precious 'otroot soup! You may claim yore prizes by struttin' over to me in fine hero fashion an' statin' yore name an' rank an' things. (NT) -- Swift, 16:09:05 11/03/04 Wed

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• *Mickle glares at Swift, then grins and pulls a shiny medal out of his pocket.* hmm... when'd I steal this loverly lil gem? Doesn't look like one o' Beletrand's....wonder who's it was...*he muses aloud* -- Mickle, 20:37:55 11/03/04 Wed

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• *From in the distance, a form can be seen running across the island. After a few moments, the form can be distinguished as Snow, still dripping somewhat from his ordeal with the water. Finally, he reaches near to where Swift is standing with the canteen. Stopping, he catches his breath, wrings any excess water out of his jacket, and smooths his jacket and fur out so he looks quite respectable. Marching over to Swift in fine fashion, he stops infront of Swift and salutes smartly.* Me name's Snowrudder Longshaft, sah! Me rank is..erm...abbey beast, sah! Erm...*He starts to think about anything else to state.* (NT) -- Snowrudder, 08:46:13 11/05/04 Fri

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• *One thought now occupies Kit's mind and one thought only: there is hotroot soup available. She dashes over and comes smartly to attention in front of Swift.* Kitrinalin Rowan, Orful Ottermaid, sah! Stood by yer in the thick o'things General, so fully deservin' of any praise yer might care to lavish on me sah! *She eyes the soup* Heroic deeds would be me speciality sah, although i'll never live up to you and yer inspirin' leadership sah! 'Onoured to 'ave fought alongside yer sah! Soup please sah! -- Kit, who sounds rather like she is sucking up in favour of soup...oh well., 10:47:13 11/05/04 Fri

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• *Swift blinks.* Blimey, still callin' me Gen'ral? I gave that title up when I left DAB. Though I'll take Skip or Skipper if ye still feel like it. *He then realizes he's lapsed out of character, so he puts on the booming voice of a commanding type.* Longshaft! For maintaining a cool head in the face of all that is awful, I present you with this cup of soup! *He passes the cup along to the other tall otter.* And to Rowan! Despite your muddling of my rank, missy, I'm still prepared to lavish you with praise and respect! Consider yourself lavished! *He hands the small otter another cup. He then raises his own.* Toast to victory, good soldiers! *And as he quaffs his soup, he looks at Mickle. He pauses and says,* Isn't that one o' th' medals y'got from Lauren in DAB's army? I know I lost all mine, an' Beletrand ain't got none... (NT) -- Swift, 12:38:12 11/09/04 Tue

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• *Snow honorably accepts the cup of soup from Swift. Bowing deeply and waiting for Swift to quaff his soup, Snow takes a nice long drink from his cup of soup.* Ahh. 'Tis the stuff te warm the col' parts o' yer 'eart, mates. Nay doubt there. *Snow grins, and then finishes off his cup of soup.* (NT) -- Snowrudder, 20:12:44 11/11/04 Thu

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• *Mickle looks up in confusion.* It can't be! I left all of mine in my trophy room alongside the...well...other trophy's I've claimed... hmm...wonder who's it was... -- Mickle, 20:18:00 11/11/04 Thu
  • *Kit's soup doesn't last long, therefore freeing her up to talk* Thank ye! But yer the General o'the Water Watcher's Patrol, ain'tcha? -- Kit, 05:00:02 11/12/04 Fri

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• *Swift waves his paw idly.* Pah, I never truly accepted that title... S'just summat Soily insisted on. I'm still ole Skip or Cap'n, if ye 'ave t'call me by a rank. (NT) -- Swift, 15:54:47 11/15/04 Mon
  • Ahhhh. *Nods* Makes sense...sorta. *Winks* Soooo, no patrols at t'moment then sah? (NT) -- Kit, 06:44:40 11/16/04 Tue

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• *Swift grins.* Nope, nothin' doin' at the mo', I'm afraid. Unless Mick here continues to cause all kinds of havoc an' such. Then we'll have to patrol on him an' put 'im under lock'n'key with bread'n'water for a diet. Though not my bread. My bread's special. "E'll get 'ardtack biscuits. (NT) -- Swift, 11:36:33 11/16/04 Tue

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• *Mickle looks up from the medal.* Me? cause havoc? I'm insulted! I haven't caused havoc in...well...now that you mention it...it has been far too long... *far off gaze* -- Mickle, 20:17:39 11/16/04 Tue
  • *Grins broadly* Wouldn't yer be just even MORE insulted if'n we thought yer didn't cause 'avoc though? S'a grand compliment.... -- Kit, 02:15:21 11/17/04 Wed

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• *Mickle looks thoughtfully at Kit.* Ye know, ye're right, Kit! -- Mickle, 17:09:53 11/25/04 Thu
  • I'm right? Erm, yep, o'course i'm right. *Blinks* So, when d'we get to see yer medal matey an' find out where it's from? -- Kit, 10:01:59 11/27/04 Sat

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• *Mickle grins at Kit and tosses the medal to her.* 'Ere's the medal, mate...I dunno where it came from, though... -- Mickle, 20:16:00 12/05/04 Sun