| Subject: **Grunts disapprovingly** Yer not on yer toes. If I'd been an enemy, ye'd be dead by now and th' camp would be infiltrated. Wake up now 'fore ye don't 'ave a choice anymore. **Vanishes into the foliage once more** |
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Date Posted: 15:48:37 08/05/01 Sun
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Cateye
's message, "*blinks impassively* 'ey. *raises an eyebrow at him* Wot're tryin' ter do wit'...that..*motions with an ear to the dagger*...an' i'd 'preciate et if'n ye'd take it away...*she speaks nonchalantly, almost lazily, as if she has absolutely no fear or worries from the dagger at her throat*" on 15:23:44 08/04/01 Sat
>>BIC: **Grins dryly to himself at
>>Kinnan's growlings, and stirs restlessly. Finally, he
>>decides to see how the recruit's first night of
>>standing watch is going. He moves silently through
>>the trees, not rustling a single leaf or snapping a
>>single twig. He drops soundlessly down in front of
>>the grumbling Cateye, dagger drawn. He brushes the
>>finely sharpened point near her throat and says in a
>>gravelly low voice,** Surprise, Kitten.
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