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Post by Silas on Apr 11, 2007 7:12:13 GMT -5
Tom smiled at his remark and replied "Well, of course you don't know where it, or any of us has been." He dropped his paw back down to his side. "In fact, you shouldn't have anyways. The Northern Peacekeeping army's scouts pride themselves in the areas of stealth and intel-gathering. Speaking of which, Have you come across, let's say, a horde of wildcats lately?"
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Post by Skipper of Sea Otters on Apr 11, 2007 17:47:12 GMT -5
"Why do you think we are here?" Asked blade quite irrritated. "Easy Blade..." said Irvine. "So Danarth has taggle? Well I aint gonna let him keep em....One eye...you stay there..." he said "I domt think im goin anywhere!"
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Post by Silas on Apr 11, 2007 19:15:57 GMT -5
"For all we knew, you could be havin' a lovely jaunt through the woods. We have no way of knowing for certain unless we confront you personally." Tom replied, the same note of irritation coating his words. So much for allies... he thought. By now, the group of scouts were formed up in their respective lines, awaiting orders. "So... what are we going to do?" He asks, more to himself than anyone else.
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Post by Sclipse on Apr 22, 2007 20:21:28 GMT -5
"Ah, but how would I know you were friendly unless I checked you out? One does not live long barging into camps without knowing who and what the occupants are and/or are doing."
The Northern Peacekeeping army is here, as well as Holt Habberath, and my own contingent of Council Guardsbeasts. Somethin' big's about to happen, so unless you want a fight, I suggest you head for the hills."
"Holt Habberath? Isn't that the Holt of the Skipper of Sea Otters?" Tagyr asked, fishing around in a bush for his supplies, which he placed on his back.
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Post by Silas on Apr 23, 2007 16:04:19 GMT -5
Deimar bounded back to answer the otter's question. "Yeah, won't find 'im back at camp, though. They went North by nor'east through the woods to find somebeast called Blade." He went off, calling back after him, "If you're lookin' for 'im, Vorr's back at camp, if ye need a guide."
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Post by Skipper of Sea Otters on Apr 27, 2007 23:20:19 GMT -5
Irvine took a walk with Blade.....A long walk.... they were gone for three hours but never reutred back to camp. Instead they walked all the way back to gather the rest...A the while talking amongst themselves about the plans. After a while they got bored......never interrupt a sea otter when he's having fun....
There were In the tree balancing themselves on the branches above the group below. Their "Game" was all about making the other fall off the tree. So far neither of them had won. Irvine threw several puches at blade while blade did the same. As Blade threw a punch and lunged forward Irvine took the opportunity and lunged at Blade's gut sending them booth toppling off the tree. They hit with a loud thud as snow flew in the air. They laughed turning over on their back. They only saw Deimar and Tagyr. "Er....hello?" said blade.
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Post by Silas on Apr 27, 2007 23:38:15 GMT -5
OOC: Nice way to tie things in, Irv.
BIC: Tom turned to the troops and commanded, "At ease. Looks like we're not going anywhere for a while." The company visibly relaxed, making rough walls out of snow to block the wind, and building smokeless fires with a substance that every other NPA soldier carried, resembling a rough ball of twigs. Tom himself relaxed against one such snow-hill, warming his cold footpaws in the fire while waxing his bow. Thoughts wandered throughout his consiousness, wondering, questioning thoughts. He heaved a sigh, knowing that most of those questions could not be answered either at the moment, or will not in his lifetime. He watched the pair of otters drift off from camp, still thinking his own thoughts.
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Deimar looked oddly at the pair. "Ah. Irvine. And... Blade?" He questioned, not altogether sure. As it was becoming blatantly obvious, Deimar was itching to go somewhere, instead of dawdling around getting nothing accomplished.
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Post by Skipper of Sea Otters on Apr 28, 2007 9:35:10 GMT -5
((Yeah a bit of sport from an otter that used to be a vermin 'eh?))
Irvine got up using Blade's chest as a footstool. "Thats Right!...Hmm...Blade i didn't know we made it this far..." he said looking down at him. Blade looked at the footpaw on his chest. "Oh sorry! Reflex..." he said letting blade up. "Well time flies when yer trying to kill each other I guess...Shall we make our way back?" he asked the trio.
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Post by Silas on May 1, 2007 16:18:02 GMT -5
Deimar looked to the east, then made a quick decision. "All righty, let's go. This feller's lookin' for ye, Skip." He gestures towards the Tagyr behind him.
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Post by Sclipse on May 15, 2007 8:28:09 GMT -5
Tagyr shook his head, watching the two otters that had dropped from a tree with amusement. “I assume one of you is Irvine, Skipper of Sea Otters, and one of you is Blade?” He asked. This might not be that difficult at all. He thought, shifting the weight of his pack. I wonder how she is…
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Post by Skipper of Sea Otters on May 19, 2007 21:01:55 GMT -5
" I mean I'm Irvine!" he said stepping forward almost towering over the otter in a commanding stance.
"Yeah and im blade....Not that it matters...."
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Post by Sclipse on May 31, 2007 20:49:37 GMT -5
Tagyr looked bemused at this hodgepodge of words. “Well, then, Irvine, do you still have two river otters living in your holt, by name of Tannr and Willow?” He straightened, looking Irvine in the eye.
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Post by Skipper of Sea Otters on Jun 4, 2007 7:12:16 GMT -5
Irvine shook off the effects of the fall and thought for a mounment. "That name rings a bell somwhere in there....cant place it thought....I have too many to actaully put names to faces....then again I can almost do it in a heartbeat...well...i believe so... he could be back on the ship but I aint letting anyone go back there..."
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