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Post by Cerridwen on Apr 18, 2007 20:50:11 GMT -5
Jynx still tried to push herself through the bars but it was difficult with the other two pulling on her. She glanced around again and saw the shadows of a patrol looming around a corner. Immedialy Jynx stopped trying to resist the efforts of the others and quickly slipped back through the bars with amazing speed...
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Post by xylon on Apr 18, 2007 21:17:50 GMT -5
The lone wolf was bowled over by the slippery fox and landed facedown on the cold dungeon floor.
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Post by sekraktaa on Apr 19, 2007 13:57:31 GMT -5
"You alright there, mates?" Kilaya asked after he got up from where he had fallen due to the vixen's speedy return. He turned his head slightly, eyeing the cell door suspiciously after hearing a guard pass by. It seemed they got lucky.
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Post by benon on Apr 19, 2007 18:15:00 GMT -5
"Right. No more of that stuff, fox. So, we have a semi-plan and a means of escape." he adressed his symbol, "and now we just need to wait. What do you think they serve at this place, probably gruel."
OOC: Can I pass the time of about a week of gathering supplies and mustering stringth? Or not. Whatever works.
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Post by Gyre on Apr 19, 2007 18:53:52 GMT -5
Gyrkin had dozed off; he had seen all this tried before, and it didn't raisehis hopes much. The fisher yawned, stretched, and rubbign his whiskery chin. "Hey," he hissed, being sue to keep his voice audible only to those in the cell. "Scaily! Here, catch.." From his heavy apron, the fisher withdrew a small iron mallet and tossed it to the crocodile. "That will take the hinges out," he added, "but I haven't had teh spine to sneak by those long-eared rabbits on my own..."
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Post by xylon on Apr 19, 2007 19:03:33 GMT -5
Xylon sneered at the fisher. "Don't worry, we'll hold your hand. Now pound out those hinges, and be careful not to let the door fall when you're finished."
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Post by benon on Apr 19, 2007 19:48:51 GMT -5
Alfonso the midget marten was becoming impatient. "Let's not just yet. We could use it to squish some rabbits during our escape, but, let me remind you all again that we need weapons, one mallet between the (What is it, six?) of us isn't gonna do a lot of good.
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Post by xylon on Apr 19, 2007 20:05:26 GMT -5
Xylon turned to the small marten. "Well I don't know about you, little warrior, but I'm pretty sure that me and scaley have our weapons with us," the wolf said, baring his teeth and stretching his front claws.
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Post by Gyre on Apr 19, 2007 20:05:46 GMT -5
Gyrkin squinted at Xylon, then stood up, his old knees popping. He took another larger hammer from his pocket, the last tool he had. It had a broad, flat head, and two claws in teh back. Gyrkin walked towards the door casually. His arms were lean and huge, his chest broad. He laughed merily as he passed the beasts. It would have been a belly laugh, but he was careful to stay quiet. "I'll make short work of this door," he muttered, "this is poor metal..." It happened in a flash, literally. With two powerful swungs, the fisher ripped the hinges off of teh wall. Sparks vanished in the air, as the door slumped the three inches to the ground.
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Post by benon on Apr 19, 2007 20:10:44 GMT -5
Alfonso hadn't used his claws since he murdered the fox that kept him as a pet so long ago. His claws were long and sharp, he decided they could do as weapons. Then there was a flash and a creak of metal, the door fell down and then outwards, slowly, painfully slowly, the door fell.
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Post by Gyre on Apr 19, 2007 20:13:06 GMT -5
"I've just made a racket guys," Gyrkin said, glancing out and down the dimly lit hallway. "We'd best start moving ..." The fisher didn't slip the large hammer back into his pocket, but held it loosely in his shaking paw. He wasn't a warrior, he was a blacksmith, and at the moment, he was keenly aware of that...
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Post by xylon on Apr 19, 2007 20:20:17 GMT -5
Xylon quickly darted out of the prison, but there was no sense in making rash movements. Clinging to the shadows at the wall, he waited for the rest of the prisoners to depart.
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Post by benon on Apr 19, 2007 20:23:40 GMT -5
Alfonso immediately went into a crouch, he sniffed the ground and went down the corridor a little ways, there was a muffled scream and then he returned with a spear, dagger and short stabbing sword. "Ha ha. I knew I would kill that stupid bastard." Alfonso laughed, distributing the dagger and sword to the remaining prisoners.
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Post by xylon on Apr 19, 2007 20:33:58 GMT -5
Xylon caught the dagger, spinning it 'round in his claw and throwing it back into the prison to the other prisoners.
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Post by Cerridwen on Apr 19, 2007 23:52:22 GMT -5
After her speedy extrication from the bars of the cell door, Jynx had donned her blue robe once more. She had sat back to one side while fisher had made short work of the door. During that time, it had appeared that she was idly playing with her thick black tail but in truth she was freeing several clusters of sharp needles from the dense inner fur of her tail where they had been hidden. Once the clusters of sharp poison laced needles were free, some 20 needles in 4 clusters of 5, Jynx pulled a slender reed from inside of her gray tunic. Keeping low and to what few shadows there were she followed the other prisoners out...
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