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Log Entry: Duel of Swords [Members - 14] 1/17/2003 07:31 PM
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GnrtDrgoon: Soooo.. Guy III.. You're a vegitarian now?
Vx Max Blue xV: ::bows to Chris and Var::
TarethThrn: Yeah. If you think of sommin else, lemme know. I gotta go beat up someone.
ChrisGraziano45: Word. Me too.
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 2: Face keeps his lead by exchanging painful lunges with Dom
TarethThrn: ::heads ringward::
HOST Game Var: (Th/Th) 2-1 Face
ChrisGraziano45: ::takes his now decorated back ringside::
FaceLoran2: ::Lunges forward to keep the match moving quickly::
YlwSnoman: ::Misses who is his caller::
GnrtDrgoon: ::there's only one caller::
OnlineHost: YlwSnoman has left the room.
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Thrusts forward the tip of the blade meeting the center of Face's chest as they trade::
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 1: Chris makes sure he doesn't make the same mistake Dom made and cut into the high parry
HOST Game Var: (LC/LP) 1-0 Chris
TarethThrn: Hell no, Guy I. I'd rather die. Just waiting for someone to get the guts up to take this rock from me.
LrdArithon: Any to duel?
HOST Game Var: ::Looks to Tareth:: Seems Jimmeh has vanished. Want to wait for him or duel someone else?
GnrtDrgoon: You can give it to me.
ChrisGraziano45: ::hacks away down low, aiming at Max's shin::
SgtSneggle: ::chuckles thinkng somethings never change::
TarethThrn: Yeah, sure. Guy I. Step up.
GnrtDrgoon: You giving it to me now?
PrlUnicorn: ::stands at the top of the stairs::
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 3: Face goes for some face himself... but Dom is ready to crouch away
TarethThrn: No, you gotta fyt meh for it.
HOST Game Var: (FDu/HC) 2-2
FaceLoran2: ::Strikes and whiffs::
GnrtDrgoon: Can't fight now. It's Friday.
OnlineHost: Thelonius Dioran has entered the room.
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Drops quickly down, jabbing Face with the blade as he gets beneath the attack::
Thelonius Dioran: Anyone for a duel?
TarethThrn: Ooo. I see. ::as if that explains everything::
Thelonius Dioran: Anyone?
HOST Game Var: Didn't you know Friday is Inmate Night, Tareth?
TarethThrn: You! ::pointing to Thel:: Fyt meh.
Thelonius Dioran: ::Polishes his sword::
SgtSneggle: ::looks over at Tareth:: I will, if your wanting to duel
Thelonius Dioran: Ok....
Thelonius Dioran: What?
Thelonius Dioran: Sgt?
PrlUnicorn: The inmate 'r intimate, Var?
Thelonius Dioran: I'll duel you!!!
OnlineHost: Elijah Basia Uhr has entered the room.
PrlUnicorn: ::snickering::
Thelonius Dioran: Sneggle!!!
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 2: Chris nails the air as Max steps away
SgtSneggle: What?
ChrisGraziano45: ::swings and a miss::
Thelonius Dioran: ::looks hopeful::
HOST Game Var: (Th/SS) 1-0.5 Chris
OnlineHost: Elijah Basia Uhr has left the room.
HOST Game Var: Exactly, Collie
Thelonius Dioran: I'll duel you!
LrdArithon: ((Afk faw))
TarethThrn: Nobody wants me. ::sniffs::
Thelonius Dioran: hm...?
SgtSneggle: Call it in please
GnrtDrgoon: ::gives him an idea:: Hey, I should invest in a Penitentiary.
Thelonius Dioran: ok!
GnrtDrgoon: Course, noone's ever guilty of a crime, so..
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 4: Face and Dom collide low. No score.
GnrtDrgoon: It'd be empty.
HOST Game Var: (LC/LC) 2-2
FaceLoran2: ::Reverses the attack and finds Dom there also::
Thelonius Dioran: G...am I gonna lose?
HOST Game Var: Tareth, until you find an opponent, I'm going to put your ring aside.
Thelonius Dioran: to Sneggle?
GnrtDrgoon: No, Snegs sucks./
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Slicing low, he meets Face's blade::
TarethThrn: Really? You can lift a ring? This I gotta see.
GnrtDrgoon: He's got the 10th Ring, Guy III
TarethThrn: Yeah, but he said *my* ring.
PrlUnicorn: I'll take the challenge if 'e's willin', Var.
GnrtDrgoon: They call Var "The Boomerang Baron" He's got a nifty nickname.
TarethThrn: Unless he's giving me the tenth...
GnrtDrgoon: Nah, you'd have to fight him for it.
HOST Game Var: Ring 5: Lorance and Thelonius may enter
TarethThrn: But it's Friday.
GnrtDrgoon: Exactly.
Thelonius Dioran: ::Jumps into the ring::
OnlineHost: Horatio Macbeth has entered the room.
TarethThrn: Bah.
Thelonius Dioran: ::Bows to Lorance::
Thelonius Dioran: ::Bows to the caller::
GnrtDrgoon: I also have a nifty Nickname. It's "G."
Thelonius Dioran: Respect, Honor, Skill, Luck!!!
Thelonius Dioran: ::Waves his sword around::
TarethThrn: I like you better as Guy I.
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 3: Chris sets up a midline block for Max to swing under and get the point.
HOST Game Var: (LC/SH) 1.5-1 Max
SgtSneggle: ::enters the ring, backsword in hand and salutes Thelonius and then Var::
OnlineHost: Paladin Player has entered the room.
SgtSneggle: Good fortune
ChrisGraziano45: ::gets himself hit::
GnrtDrgoon: Yeah, it's pretty cool.
Vx Max Blue xV: ::hits Chris::
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 5: They keep at a distance with a little bit of thrust wariness.
Paladin Player: anyone want to join the gc gba war
Thelonius Dioran: I'm so gonna lose...
GnrtDrgoon: No, you may go away.
HOST Game Var: (FSS/SH) 2-2
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Steps quickly to the left::
GnrtDrgoon: Everyone knows guilds suck, right?
OnlineHost: Flavorless Gum has entered the room.
TarethThrn: Depends. Are there any hotties in it?
SgtSneggle: ::circles to the right, the heavier sword a comfort to his hands::
GnrtDrgoon: I haven't gotten on their cases lately.
Flavorless Gum: ::moves down the stairs::
HOST Game Var: Ring 5, round 1: Lorance swings low to tag Thelonius trying the block
HOST Game Var: (LC/SH) 1-0 Lorance
Thelonius Dioran: ::Quickly re-positions to deflect::
Thelonius Dioran: ow...
GnrtDrgoon: Nah. Guilds consist of chunky fat women with twenty kids, all of them twins, have been divorced and married about 13 times...
TarethThrn: Like you..
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 4: Parry party. Sorry, tonight's cliche call night.
GnrtDrgoon: They all drink bloodwYne, are immortal..
TarethThrn: .. except male.
HOST Game Var: (LP/CP) 1.5-1 Max
GnrtDrgoon: Im not fat, nor do I have twenty kids.
ChrisGraziano45: ::spins himself a nifty little parry::
TarethThrn: Do you have any kids? ::just now thinking to ask::
SgtSneggle: ::clips Thelonius across the shins lightly and then spins away::
GnrtDrgoon: I got at least one I can prove. Anything else you'd need a paternity suit for.,
OnlineHost: Razored Wrists has entered the room.
TarethThrn: Must be nice.
GnrtDrgoon: Nice that I don't see him often.
TarethThrn: Well, there's that.
PrlUnicorn: ::flings a pebble at G:: Not all women wit' large families are guildies, G.
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 6: Dom reaches in low but Face is once again successful with the pary
HOST Game Var: (LC/FCP) 3-2 Face
GnrtDrgoon: Right Collie, the ones that aren't Guildies are Irish.::grins::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Slices low into the professiona parry::
FaceLoran2: ::Drops his parry low and counters::
GnrtDrgoon: Anyway, it's good I don't see my Son. He'd be as Evil as I am and want a cut of my company.
GnrtDrgoon: Can't have that.
PrlUnicorn: ::laughs:: Touche.
Flavorless Gum: Who wants to duel?
Horatio Macbeth: ::speaking up from the shadows, he answers:: I would duel, sir.
GnrtDrgoon: Oh, if only it weren't Friday. I'd duel Dustin.
HOST Game Var: Ring 5, round 2: Lorance widens his lead by jabbing under Thelonius' swinging attempt
TarethThrn: I wanna duel. But everyone keeps running away.
HOST Game Var: (Th/HC) 2-0 Lorance
Thelonius Dioran: ::Lashes out at Lorance's face:: Argh!
Thelonius Dioran: aw....
Flavorless Gum: ::quirks a brow::
Razored Wrists: ~PJ slunk in in quietly, on the lookout for G. She had promised him an answer, and was late delivering.~
HOST Game Var: Tareth, Collie asked you a while back...
GnrtDrgoon: So, Collie.. I saw your note on the board...
PrlUnicorn: I thought ya were duelin' Tareth. ::eyeing G as she comes down the stairs.
TarethThrn: She did? ::blink::
GnrtDrgoon: I missed Collie asking Guy III too
PrlUnicorn: Aye.. I did.
GnrtDrgoon: ::usually sees these things::
TarethThrn: I must have been busy ogling her or something.
SgtSneggle: ::lunges in and pokes Thelonius in the gut:: Putting on weight?
OnlineHost: Paladin Player has left the room.
Thelonius Dioran: ::Hopes to get in at least one point::
Thelonius Dioran: Very funny...
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 5: Max lunges forth, widening his lead when he catches Chris trying to cut low
Flavorless Gum: So... am I dueling?
Thelonius Dioran: hmph...
HOST Game Var: (Th/LC) 2.5-1 Max
ChrisGraziano45: ::still too slow on the upchuck::
GnrtDrgoon: Anyway, Collie, I know who Dalila is. She's got a nice body.
TarethThrn: Well, by all means. Thrash me!
PrlUnicorn: Well, if ya want ta duel let's have it at. ::to Tareth::
GnrtDrgoon: But I was curious as to which two "Honorable" men Dali-llama was referring to.
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 7: No blood. No scoring. Shucks.
TarethThrn: I'm good at taking abuse. I work for him. ::points to G::
GnrtDrgoon: ;:sees PJ, blows her a kiss::
HOST Game Var: (FLP/FLP) 3-2 Face
FaceLoran2: ::Flips the parry high along with Dom::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Defends high with the mirror:
ChrisGraziano45: Damn.
HOST Game Var: Ring 5, round 3: Hey, G... look over here. What do you see?
GnrtDrgoon: Pair of fidiots?
HOST Game Var: (Sl/FCP) 2-1 Lorance
Razored Wrists: ~waves to G... hanging back for now~
GnrtDrgoon: Yep, Pair of fidiots.
Flavorless Gum: You're the fidiot, idiot
GnrtDrgoon: And yet, you want to be me, Dustpan.
Thelonius Dioran: ::Taks a chance!::
GnrtDrgoon: Thing is, you make a much better fidiot than I do.
SgtSneggle: ::laughs:: Damn me
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 6: Chris finally gets another point, but doesn't do so unmolested.
Flavorless Gum: What's with you saying that? I thought it's obviously I hate you?
PrlUnicorn: G, I'm a bit surprised at the long note what's on the cork and signed wit' 'er name.
HOST Game Var: (HC/LC) 3.5-2 Max
ChrisGraziano45: ::hacks down, finding Max's shin::
Log Entry: Duel of Swords [Members - 17] 1/17/2003 07:45 PM
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 8: Maybe it's not Face being good with the parries... but he's just making Dom bad with the cuts.
HOST Game Var: (HC/Th) 4-2 Face
Flavorless Gum: I actually think fidiot could catch on, s'why I responded.
GnrtDrgoon: I hate you too, Dustpan. But your hatred of me is obviously a psychological creation due to intense jealousy at my superiority, this making you secretly wish you were me.
FaceLoran2: ::Pokes in under the attack to move the match along::
Thelonius Dioran: ::Expects::
HOST Game Var: Ring 5, round 4: They have a close encounter.
Flavorless Gum: Right, you just wasted breath.
Thelonius Dioran: ::A SH or a SS::
Thelonius Dioran: hee!
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Swings high, getting jabbed beneath the blade::
HOST Game Var: (Th/Th) 3-2 Lorance
Thelonius Dioran: ::Hopes he's wrong::
Thelonius Dioran: Yay!
GnrtDrgoon: I always waste breath. Nothing new there.
Flavorless Gum: Anyone open to duel?
Thelonius Dioran: ::Skewers and gets skewers::
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 7: Chris reverses and sends Max on a trip.
HOST Game Var: (LC/SS) 3.5-3 Max
ChrisGraziano45: ::keeps hacking away, this time catching Max::
HOST Game Var: Ring 7: Collie and Tareth may enter
Razored Wrists: ~She had her reasons for hanging back.. Hmmm... maybe she should just come back later. Nods to herself at the thought.~
SgtSneggle: ::lunges in and scores and finds he was not the only one with that idea::
TarethThrn: ::cracks his knuckles, moving ringward::
OnlineHost: HOST Game Wisp has entered the room.
Thelonius Dioran: ::Expects a low cut::
GnrtDrgoon: ::drums his fingers on the back of his head, sitting all by himself::
Thelonius Dioran: ::Hopes he's wrong::
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 9: Though in all fairness, Face isn't being too sharp with the cuts either.
PrlUnicorn: ::slips her blade from the sheath on her back as she enters the ring, she salutes Tareth and Var:: G'luck.
HOST Game Var: (HC/FDu) 4-3 Face
FaceLoran2: ::Swings and misses::
HOST Game Var: Ring 5, round 5: Anger management gone awry.
Razored Wrists: ~oh! Nevermind, safe now! She headed over to G, quickly, like moving fast would keep people from seeing her.~
HOST Game Var: (HC/LC) 4-3 Lorance
TarethThrn: ::pauses, catcing a glimpse of something, croons a quiet hello to PJ before continuing to the ring::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Ducks the cut and counters::
Thelonius Dioran: ::Lashes out at Lorance's head:: I gotta win! ::Clenches he's teeth::
Razored Wrists: ~blush!~
HOST Game Wisp: ::flutters in, landing on the couch, a flying set of leather gloves delivering his pencil and clipboard:: Halloo!
Thelonius Dioran: ::He predicts::
Thelonius Dioran: ::uh
GnrtDrgoon: ::evil.. Evul grin::
Thelonius Dioran: ::a...::
TarethThrn: ::pulling out his practice pistol once inside the ring, he grins for Collie::
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 8: We go from anger management to kindergarten. Nap time.
Thelonius Dioran: ::High Cut...::
HOST Game Var: (CP/SH) 3.5-3 Max
Thelonius Dioran: ::Hopes not....::
Flavorless Gum: Dammit. Do I need to use the PA system to get a duel?
Thelonius Dioran: ::Again::
ChrisGraziano45: ::makes a nice little pose::
SgtSneggle: ::curious:: Why do you have to win?
GnrtDrgoon: Gonna have to make it fast, PJ, unfortunately, I've got some trouble to take care of.::nods::
Thelonius Dioran: ::smiles::
Razored Wrists: ~muttering under her breath, she walked over to where G sat.~ (q) Hi.
HOST Game Var: Ring 7, round 1: Tareth makes the cut into the sidestep for the Irish woman more distasteful than Haggis.
GnrtDrgoon: Hello. ::smiling::
HOST Game Wisp: ::points:: Somebody stab Dustin.
HOST Game Var: (LC/SS) 1-0 Tareth
Thelonius Dioran: because you're good...and you're Fyn's friend
PrlUnicorn: A pistol? Oooohh boy
TarethThrn: So tell me, why is it that I remember you, but you have no idea who I am? ::grins as he lopes out, interrupting her stride::
SgtSneggle: I see. Because I am a friend of Fyn you have to hurt me?
LrdArithon: ::looks around::
LrdArithon: Any to duel?
Thelonius Dioran: No....mostly because you're good
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 10: Dom cuts the lead in half when he knocks away the lunge.
PrlUnicorn: ::trips::
Thelonius Dioran: ::smiles::
Flavorless Gum: I'll duel.
Razored Wrists: Fast? Ok. I'll take the job. ~Fast enough? She turned to go again~
HOST Game Var: (CP/Th) 4-3.5 Face
LrdArithon: ::nods to Dustin:: An honor
LrdArithon: Will you make the arrangements?
FaceLoran2: ::Pokes into the parry::
PrlUnicorn: I'm older wit' a poor memory?
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Swinging low, he knocks the thrust away::
Thelonius Dioran: ::Aims a High Cut at Lorance::
SgtSneggle: feh
Flavorless Gum: ::nods and goes to arrange it::
HOST Game Var: I got it, Dustin. You'll be called shortly.
GnrtDrgoon: Perfect. ::grins, nods, winks slyly at her:: I'll contact you about orientation, and present you with your benefits package, and what your salary shall be. Also to give you the keys and the tour of the Tavern.
TarethThrn: I'll accept that. ::nod:: Though I was expecting something more along the lines of "you were only one of a billion wierdos asking for a drink every night."
Flavorless Gum: Ok.
HOST Game Var: Ring 5, round 6: Thelonius ties it up with a harsh stoppage.
Thelonius Dioran: ::Quickly cuts out of the fake, and gets into a strong defensive stance::
HOST Game Var: (SH/Th) 4-4
Razored Wrists: ~pauses and looks back at him~ Keys? Yer gonna trust me with keys? ~first time for everything.~
Thelonius Dioran: Yay!
Thelonius Dioran: Yea!
HOST Game Wisp: Dustin and Ari....
GnrtDrgoon: Sure, just a tavern, though a good tavern.::grins:: And that's what management does.
HOST Game Wisp: ::pause:: er, what rings was I using?
HOST Game Wisp: Oh ja. Ring GEN-BU.
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 9: Max regains control when he catches Chris with another mistimed cut
PrlUnicorn: Feh... I dinna think I've e'er served ya a drink. That... I'd recall.
SgtSneggle: ::grins:: What I expected.
HOST Game Var: (Th/HC) 4.5-3 Max
Flavorless Gum: Gen-BU?
ChrisGraziano45: ::just can't break though his slump::
HOST Game Wisp: Yup.
Flavorless Gum: But I'm from Gen-X.
HOST Game Var: Ring 7, round 2: Tareth's turn to take a step. He shows Collie how to jig.
HOST Game Var: (Th/SS) 1.5-0 Tareth
Flavorless Gum: ::grin::
TarethThrn: ::riverdances!::
Thelonius Dioran: ::Aims a thrust at Lorance::
Thelonius Dioran: Hyah!
GnrtDrgoon: Dustin, you're as stupid as you are ugly. It's pronounced with a hard "G" Gen Boo. Not Zhen Boo.
PrlUnicorn: ::lunge out:: Ohh... nice footwork, laddie.
Razored Wrists: I've never had keys to anything in my life. ~she never needed them, breaking in was just as easy.~
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 11: They keep each other at bay with a pair of low swings.
LrdArithon: ::steps into the ring::
TarethThrn: Well, you've got this pointy thing here... that coulda hurt.
HOST Game Var: (LC/LC) 4-3.5 Face
Flavorless Gum: That would make me Eintstein, Gnortdawg
GnrtDrgoon: Well, first time for everything, PJ.::winks, pokes her::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Arcs low, keeping the match close::
FaceLoran2: ::Clashes down low::
LrdArithon: ::bows to Dustin, and to the wisp::
Razored Wrists: ~squeaks, bats at the poke~ Quit that.
GnrtDrgoon: First of all it's "Einstien" if you're going to insult me, do it right.
HOST Game Var: Ring 5, round 7: It's over.
HOST Game Var: Over time. (HC/LC) 5-5
GnrtDrgoon: Anyway.. I gotta split.
Thelonius Dioran: ::Cuts out of the fake, his sword does a figure eight, and aims a cut at Lorance's shoulders!:: ARGH!
Flavorless Gum: That's what I said. Einstien/
GnrtDrgoon: ::leans and smooches PJ's cheek::
Thelonius Dioran: Ha ha!
GnrtDrgoon: We'll talk.
Razored Wrists: ~Dark eyes drift from G to... elsewhere... then back again.~ Oh... Umm.. me too then!
Razored Wrists: ~she wasn't staying here alone!~
GnrtDrgoon: ::hops outta the chair:: Ok. You can escort me to my bedroom.
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 10: Anyone feel like a slice of duck? Compliments of the slashing Chris.
TarethThrn: ::softly sings:: Nobody likes me, everybody hates me, I'll just go eat worms..
Flavorless Gum: ::follows Arithon into the ring, saluting him::
OnlineHost: Moyrloch has entered the room.
Razored Wrists: ~blinks!~
HOST Game Var: (Sl/Du) 4.5-4 Max
ChrisGraziano45: ::BOOM!::
GnrtDrgoon: ::poke::That's a hoke.
GnrtDrgoon: Joke too.
HOST Game Wisp: Owie. That's not a duck, that's a Max.
SgtSneggle: ::once again trades strokes::
Razored Wrists: Oh... Yeah... I knew that.
Thelonius Dioran: ::Expects a thrust::
Thelonius Dioran: hehe!
HOST Game Var: Close enough, Wisp.
Flavorless Gum: ::unsheathes his weapon of choice, dagger::
Moyrloch: ::slips quietly through the open door::
Thelonius Dioran: ::Gets into a good position, and makes his move.....::
Moyrloch: ::makes his way down to an empty table::
Razored Wrists: ~The makeup worked every time!~
HOST Game Var: Ring 7, round 3: Tareth doesn't like where Collie's eye level is.
HOST Game Var: (LC/Du) 2.5-0 Tareth
SgtSneggle: ::thinks what he would do if he was Thelonius thinking of what he would do::
PrlUnicorn: ::shakes her head:: Gah....
Thelonius Dioran: ::Sweats as he executes his move::
GnrtDrgoon: ;:snickers:: Cx'mon. I'll escort you to your bedroom. ::takes her arm and heads through the door::
OnlineHost: Bookaboo1 has entered the room.
GnrtDrgoon: Go Guy III!
OnlineHost: GnrtDrgoon has left the room.
PrlUnicorn: ::shmacked::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 1: Ari fans the opponent off with the circ parry as Dustin waves a stophit around. (fcp/sh 0-0)
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 12: Anyone ever heard of monkey see, monkey do?
Bookaboo1: hello
HOST Game Var: (SH/SH) 4-3.5 Face
Moyrloch: ::pops out his "Open for Duel" sign::
Flavorless Gum: I remember you.. Arithon. You're the guy Var used to stress over. ::loud enough for Var::
HOST Game Var: ::Nods politely to Bookaboo::
LrdArithon: ::laughs::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Backs up into the stop hit::
OnlineHost: Bookaboo1 has left the room.
Thelonius Dioran: Ok
LrdArithon: ::spins a useless parry::
Thelonius Dioran: ::makes his move::
Flavorless Gum: ::crouches, waiting for an attack::
LrdArithon: I suspect he worried very little
HOST Game Var: ::Chuckles at Dustin:: Be nice. He's a good duelist.
Thelonius Dioran: Yah!
HOST Game Wisp: Who, Ari or Var? ::asking Var::
Thelonius Dioran: Hyah!
SgtSneggle: ::takes out a very large hammer and eyes Thelonius::
Flavorless Gum: Me, of course.
HOST Game Var: ::Chuckles:: Ari... would I refer to myself in the third person?
Moyrloch: ::conjures up a steaming mug of chocolate coffee and takes Aeroch out of his cloak::
Thelonius Dioran: Uh....oh boy...
HOST Game Var: Var doesn't talk like that, you hear?
Moyrloch: ::settles the little dragonet comfortably around his shoulders::
HOST Game Wisp: Thellis would not ask such a silly question. ::nodding wisely::
TarethThrn: ::he had the decency to whack her with his open hand, at least::
Flavorless Gum: I dunno Var, you've become pretty big-headed lately. ::snicker::
HOST Game Var: Ring 5, round 8: Thelonius' reversal gets caught up in Lorance's winning parry
Flavorless Gum: I got a letter the other day, "Var's gonna slice you in two, then Var gonna get you a cheap funeral"
HOST Game Var: (LC/FCP) 6-5 Lorance defeats Thelonius in 8 rounds.
Thelonius Dioran: What?
Thelonius Dioran: ((I didn't do a LC))
Thelonius Dioran: ((I did CP))
LrdArithon: :;blushes:: Oh yeah, I did that
Flavorless Gum: You sent the letter?
Thelonius Dioran: ((Var?))
LrdArithon: I was working on my calligraphy, and I thought hey, why not send a prank letter to Dustin?
HOST Game Var: ((I didn't get the IM))
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 2: Dustin stops talking long enough to take a swing at Ari, who's trying to take advantage of the distraction. Both are foiled. (lc/lc 0-0)
LrdArithon: ::clashes low::
Thelonius Dioran: ((I said no....then I said wait...then I re-sent a move, a CP))
LrdArithon: :;grins::
Flavorless Gum: ::collides::
Razored Wrists: ~PJ ditched G just outside and headed back in. She stayed by the door and leaned on the wall, watching one of the rings~
FaceLoran2: ((Caller doesnt need to take a second move))
Thelonius Dioran: ((Var?))
HOST Game Wisp: ((Thelonius, you probably didn't send it in time. Callers are not obligated to take your second moves ;)))
SgtSneggle: ::leans on his sword for a bit::
LrdArithon: ((Nod, tough luck but it happens to everyone sometimes))
Moyrloch: ::takes a sip of his coffee:: Anyone open for a duel?
Flavorless Gum: ::snickers:: Ya got me. I firgured the first grade-like handwriting resembled Var's handwriting on the corkboard. ::Cackle::
HOST Game Var: ((Sorry, I never got the move change :/))
LrdArithon: ::chuckles::
Horatio Macbeth: I would duel, sir.

[PrlUnicorn]

Log Entry: Duel of Swords [Members - 18] 1/17/2003 08:00 PM
Thelonius Dioran: ::frowns..::
HOST Game Wisp: ((And then there's the fact that AOL keeps making our IMs disappear...))
Moyrloch: Then by all means, call it in good sir.
Thelonius Dioran: ::bows to the caller with some disdain::
Horatio Macbeth: ::he nodded, then emerged from the shadows with a writ in hand, proceeding to Var::
Thelonius Dioran: ::Nods to Lorance....:: ugh....good duel....ugh
Thelonius Dioran: ::gets out of the room::
SgtSneggle: ((Hey man, it happens. be cool__
Thelonius Dioran: ((I know))
OnlineHost: Thelonius Dioran has left the room.
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 3: Dustin kindly asks Ari to stop that. (sh/sl 1-0 Flav)
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 11: Chris claims the lead when he catches Max's attempt at retaliation
HOST Game Var: (Th/Sl) 5-4.5 Chris
LrdArithon: ::slices, and gets bushwhacked::
SgtSneggle: ::exits the ring and then for no real reason walks up the steps and out the door::
LrdArithon: Hey, wow, thanks for being polite! ::bleeds::
OnlineHost: SgtSneggle has left the room.
XxLucianxX: ::after quite some time reflecting quietly, he turns his attention back to the duels::
HOST Game Var: You'll be called shortly, Horatio
HOST Game Wisp: Ring Sei-Ryu: Horatio and Moy
Flavorless Gum: ::slaps at the slash attack::
Moyrloch: ::sets Aeroch on the table and flips into the ring::
HOST Game Var: Ring 7, round 4: Tareth seems to have his composure tonight. He knocks away Collie's lunge for the half point.
HOST Game Var: (Th/LP) 3-0 Tareth
Moyrloch: ::bows to both Wisp and Horatio:: Luck, Cunning and Skill.
Horatio Macbeth: ::he nodded to Var, then about faced and went to Sei-Ryu::
PrlUnicorn: Gah... ::her blade is blocked by his::
TarethThrn: ::Tareth denies the advances of an older woman, what is this world coming to??::
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 13: Unlucky 13 for Face, who's denied by Dom's well timed parry
OnlineHost: Keokuk Washakie has entered the room.
HOST Game Var: (LP/Th) 4-4
FaceLoran2: ::Pounces into the parry::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 4: Ari swings low to trip up the defensive-minded Dustin. (lc/fss 1-1)
TarethThrn: See, that's why the gun. ::nodnod:: If I'da done that with my hand, it really woulda hurt.
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 12: Max doesn't let Chris keep the lead for long, as he swings under the parry for the full point
XxLucianxX: Any duelists who don't laughably outrank me care to duel..? ::he grins::
LrdArithon: ::moves in with a low forehand cut, taking a piece of Dustin's knee::
HOST Game Var: (LC/LP) 5.5-5 Max
Horatio Macbeth: ::once in he unsheathed Kingsfoil and Bane, slashing the rapier in a smart salute:: Duel well, my lord.
Razored Wrists: ~grins a little... for reasons of her own.~
Flavorless Gum: ::
Keokuk Washakie: ::slips quietly along the shadowed wall and peers into the dim lit arena::
ChrisGraziano45: Damn it. ::hit::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Parries quickly, knocking the thrust away:
Flavorless Gum: ::tries to dodge to the side, failing in the attempt::
Moyrloch: Lord nothing. . .::reaches into the cloak and pulls out his prized greatsword, glowing with green sparks::
HOST Game Var: And no, Dustin, I didn't send that letter. Have you ever heard of me writing a two sentance note?
Flavorless Gum: ::winces, shaking his leg to the side::
HOST Game Var: ::sentence...::
Horatio Macbeth: ::shifting his weight to his back foot, he readied Bane overhead and leveled Kingsfoil at Moy's gut::
Keokuk Washakie: ::spots a few familiar faces and feels comfortable stepping into the light::
XxLucianxX: ::just hmphs and turns his attention back to the duels::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 1: It starts out like ring Gen-Bu only without the fancies... (sh Horatio / cp Moy 0-0)
HOST Game Var: Ring 4, round 14: Dom's cut works at the perfect time for him.
Moyrloch: ::spins the greatsword in a tight circle, but nothing happens::
Flavorless Gum: I don't get it. Are you supposed to be more simple or longer winded than 2 sentences?
LrdArithon: ::moves around in a slow circle, longsword held easily in a two-handed grip::
OnlineHost: HarrisTheHeckler has left the room.
HOST Game Var: (LC/FLP) 5-4 Dom defeats Face in 14 rounds.
FaceLoran2: ::Brings his parry up high and gets whacked down low::
FaceLoran2: ::Nods to both:: Good dueling and calling
Xerzes M: ::scratches his head::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Swings low hard, getting beneath the high parry::
Keokuk Washakie: ::pouring a glass of water as he arrives at the bar, then
Keokuk Washakie: notices someone he knows::Lewcean, you come
Keokuk Washakie: fighting here too?
XxLucianxX: ::grins and nods:: I do.
Horatio Macbeth: ::deftly dropping the stiletto in a quick strike aimed at Moy's wrist, he too shifted back defensively::
HOST Game Var: Longer winded. I can't keep it simple because I know you can't grasp simple concepts. I kinda have to explain a bit more.
FaceLoran2: ::Hops out of the ring and takes a seat::
Flavorless Gum: ::switches dagger hands, watching Ari::
HOST Game Var: ::Grins::
Keokuk Washakie: good on you::smiles::Keo likes fighting here
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 5: Ari and Dustin thrust toothpicks to check if they're done yet... nope, not even halfway there. (th/th 2-2)
Flavorless Gum: Not me sah, mos' soitenly not me.
LrdArithon: ::lunges in and jabs at Dustin's ribs::
XxLucianxX: Yes, it has been quite some time since I was able to fight in this Arena, until recently.
Moyrloch: ::concentrates as a pair of grey metal bracers appear on his forearms::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 2: Horatio imitates the circ parry to good effect. (cp/th 0.5-0 Horatio)
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 13: Speaking of long-winded... This duel's still going.
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Nods thanks to both and steps from the ring::
HOST Game Var: (SS/Du) 5.5-5 Max
ChrisGraziano45: ::stays alive::
Keokuk Washakie: this place good for keeping sharp skills
Flavorless Gum: ::moves in with the dagger, aiming it at Arithon's chest::
TarethThrn: ::switches songs:: Help me Rhonda, help help me Rhonda..
Horatio Macbeth: ::spinning a quick parry with Kingsfoil, the rapier trapped Moy's greatsword in the dirt::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 6: These guys waste no time. Especially Dustin. (fdu/fcp 3-2 Flav)
Flavorless Gum: ::grunts, stumbling back, examining his ribs::
XxLucianxX: ::nodding:: It certainly is. I am in need of much practice.
Spiteful Vinegar: Anyone else want ta duel?
Keokuk Washakie: Keo needs much practice, maybe we practice now?
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 3: Horatio whaps Moy upside the head. (hc/ss 1.5-0 Horatio)
XxLucianxX: ::nods:: That sounds like a grand idea.
HOST Game Var: Ring 7, round 5: Tareth ate his wheaties this morning.
XxLucianxX: I'll notify an official?
Moyrloch: ::grumbles to himself::
HOST Game Var: (CP/LC) 3.5-0 Tareth
TarethThrn: ::steponsord!::
Keokuk Washakie: me telling Var man then?....words trail as he nods his approval::
Horatio Macbeth: ::following up quickly, Bane flashed in a high arc, biting into Moy's shoulder::
LrdArithon: ::parries but is outmoved::
PrlUnicorn: I shoulda ducked.... ::shaking her head::
HOST Game Var: Ring 8: Keokuk and Lucian may enter
Flavorless Gum: ::moves into a crouch, gaining position below the parry, countereing with a slap to Arithon's knee, using the hilt of the dagger::
FaceLoran2: ::Gets up and heads out::
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 14: Max can't lose now.
Keokuk Washakie: you must pay Var man good, he is fast this night
TarethThrn: Yeah, I like the view from up top. ::firm nodding::
HOST Game Var: (LP/SH) 5.5-5 Max
OnlineHost: FaceLoran2 has left the room.
Flavorless Gum: ::resumes position, flipping the hilt back into his palms::
ChrisGraziano45: Damn it.
XxLucianxX: ::enters the ring immediately, draws his longsword and salutes Keo:: Duel well, Keo.
LrdArithon: ::nods:: Nice moves
Keokuk Washakie: ::heads to 6, hops over the ropes and lands balanced in the center::
ChrisGraziano45: ::misses::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 4: Horatio walks away and watches Moy trying to parry a reversal. (ss/cp 2-0 Horatio)
Razored Wrists: ~She bit down on her black painted lower lip, checked as though to make sure the door was still behind her, then went back to watching~
Keokuk Washakie: me try, luck for you too
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Looks to PJ:: Hey hon. Ya wanna duel one?
Moyrloch: Ok, now I'm starting to look bad. . .
Keokuk Washakie: ::tugs the pipeaxe from the teather and drops into a low crouch::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 4: Ari thrusts to tie the score again, Dustin reaching for his knees. (th/lc 3-3)
LrdArithon: ::jabs at the ribs again::
Horatio Macbeth: ::stepping to the side, he allowed Moy to overextend himself::
Razored Wrists: ~Blinks.... quickly shakes her head no, but doesn't go into the psychopath act... yet.~
PrlUnicorn: ::curiously observing Tareth::
HOST Game Var: Ring 8, round 1: Something tells me they're enjoying the peace pipe a little too much over here.
HOST Game Var: (CP/SH) 0-0
Keokuk Washakie: ::tossing the axe from hand to habd as he begins the shuffle::
Moyrloch: ::changes the music in his head to something more appropriate::
XxLucianxX: ::pulls back defensively, and wonders how Var knew about the peace pipe..::
TarethThrn: ::big, wide grin::
Spiteful Vinegar: Whatever. Warlord lookin' for a duel.
Flavorless Gum: ::grunts, withdrawing from conflict::
HOST Game Var: Ring 7, round 6: Collie is being taught the hard way the new Irish jig.
HOST Game Var: (HC/SS) 4.5-0 Tareth
Keokuk Washakie: ::gave pipe to Elijah, forgot to get it back:
TarethThrn: I'm not Irish! I'm from Wisconsin!!
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 5: Moy gets on the board with a high cut that just can't be stopped like that. (sh/hc 2-1 Horatio)
Keokuk Washakie: ::the cirlcing continues, ::
TarethThrn: ::thwaps the nearest person, which happens to be Collie::
HOST Game Var: Ring 6, round 15: Chris makes sure that the win is all Max can hope for.
Razored Wrists: ~Whew... at least that one wasn't as tenacious as Guy II~
PrlUnicorn: ::eyes Var after her head is smacked:: He's no' doin' an Irish jig... 'e's doin a polka! ::bolts afterward::
HOST Game Var: (LP/HC) 5.5-5.5 they tie
ChrisGraziano45: ::keeps his head, and his WoL::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 8: Ari steps off to a moral highground from which he criticizes Dustin's choice of tactics. (fss/sl 4-3 Ari)
Moyrloch: ::brings the greatsword around in a high arc, trailing sparks::
ChrisGraziano45: Thanks again, Varro.
Vx Max Blue xV: ::him keeping his LoW::
ChrisGraziano45: ::hops out of the ring::
LrdArithon: ::makes critical faces at Dustin's slash::
ChrisGraziano45: Who wants a fight?
Spiteful Vinegar: Me. ::Chris::
ChrisGraziano45: I'll let Var know.
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 6: Slash is now zero for three in my rings... remember this. (hc/sl 3-1 Horatio)
HOST Game Var: Ring 8, round 2: Lucian thinks hard, and smoke is coming out of his head from the thinking. Keokuk, however, reads smoke signals, so he knows to walk away from Lucian thinking to thrust.
Horatio Macbeth: ::again shifting his weight back, he was not quick enough as the greatsword bites into his shoulder::
Spiteful Vinegar: Whatever. ::Looks around::
HOST Game Var: (Th/SS) 0.5-0 Keokuk
Keokuk Washakie: ::the indians feet barely leaving the sanded floor as he shuffles in his crow hop::
Moyrloch: ::grumbles as his desperate move is foiled. . .::
Flavorless Gum: ::hangs head in shame::
XxLucianxX: ::He reverses his momentum, now moving in with a quick forward strike which is slightly off target::
LrdArithon: ::chuckles::
Keokuk Washakie: ::avoding the thrust he is very grateful::
LrdArithon: I'm partial to the ole slasheroo myself
HOST Game Wisp: Chris and Dom, ring Byak-Ko
LrdArithon: Aren't I, Lord Medici-Giovanni?
Vx Max Blue xV: ::leaves for a while::
OnlineHost: Vx Max Blue xV has left the room.
Horatio Macbeth: ::watching carefully, he picked up on Moy's intent and quickly drove the stiletto home::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 9: Ari stretches his first lead into a winning one. (flp/th 5-3)
HOST Game Wisp: LrdArithon def. Flavorless Gum, 5-3 in 9 rounds.
ChrisGraziano45: ::hops into Byak-Ko with his new ringpost bat::
LrdArithon: ::sweeps the attack aside and ripostes to the ribs for the win::
Keokuk Washakie: ::looks at Ari,::no you are not Lord givanni, he is
LrdArithon: ::steps back and bows:: Nicely fought, Dustin
Flavorless Gum: ::loses it, lunging into the parry::
HOST Game Var: Ring 7, round 7: We have a lucky 7 here... and a shutout!
LrdArithon: And my thanks for the call, Wisp
Flavorless Gum: ::sheathes the dagger, bowing::
XxLucianxX: ::nods to Keo:: Hey, when you're right you're right.
Flavorless Gum: Thanks, nice win.
HOST Game Var: ... Thwarted. (Du/CP) 4.5-0.5 Tareth
LrdArithon: ::blinks at Keo::
Keokuk Washakie: ::smirks::
Flavorless Gum: ::bows to Wisp:: Great call, you're grrrrrrrrreat.
TarethThrn: ::throws stuff at Var::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 7: Moy puts his swordsman sk1llz to good use. (th/fcp 3-2 Horatio)
Flavorless Gum: ::moves from the ring, heading out::
OnlineHost: Flavorless Gum has left the room.
Keokuk Washakie: me not right very much though
PrlUnicorn: ::ducks down and laughs:: Too bad ya dinnae wear a kilt!!
HOST Game Var: Yeah, you're not me Arithon. Listen to the crazy Indian.
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Moyrloch: ::deftly spins the sword in mid air::
TarethThrn: Pervert! I feel violated now. ::wraps his arms around himself in a mock-protective gesture::
HOST Game Var: Ring 8, round 3: Speaking of the Indian. He should have offered Lucian the peace pipe. He cuts high at the wrong time.
LrdArithon: I am not your Arithon?
Razored Wrists: ~PJ switched from nibbling her lip, to biting a hangnail on her pinky~
XxLucianxX: ::turns aside the incomnig strike, tying this one right back up::
LrdArithon: ::looks at Var::
Keokuk Washakie: ::looking toward Collie;:: me think her peeping tommy
HOST Game Var: (LP/HC) 0.5 all
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 8: Horatio effectively parries with half the finesse. (cp/lc 3.5-2 him)
Horatio Macbeth: ::following Bane, Kingsfoil flashed straight forward and into the defense::
HOST Game Var: I don't own an Arithon anymore. I returned him at the closest retailer.
LrdArithon: ::announcer's voice-over:: "This is not your grandfather's Arithon!"
Keokuk Washakie: ::sweeps a cut and meets resitance:: Good stopping Lewcean
Spiteful Vinegar: ((Was on the phone. Back.))
LrdArithon: Yeah, you had enough of owning me at the last challenge ::grins::
OnlineHost: Ria Graziano has entered the room.
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 1: Dom opens with a direct thrust under Chris's cut. (th/hc 1-0 Spite)
ChrisGraziano45: ::starts out too slow::
PrlUnicorn: ::calls to Keo:: Ney... I'm no' a tommy.
XxLucianxX: ::nods:: Self preservation is an instinct I've honed over the years. ::grins::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Steps into the ring, drawing the arming sword from its place at his hip. He thrusts in quickly to take the first point::
Moyrloch: ::the greatsword starts glowing with an eerie light. . .::
Horatio Macbeth: ::then he crossed both blades and sent Moy's greatsword into the dirt for a second time::
HOST Game Var: Ring 8, round 4: Keo does a rain dance.
Keokuk Washakie: Keo learning same same
Moyrloch: Hmmm. . . enough of this. . .
HOST Game Var: (SS/CP) 1-0.5 Keokuk
Keokuk Washakie: ::scoots::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 9: Extreme stoppage a la macbeth. (sh/th 4.5-2 Horatio)
Horatio Macbeth: ::noting the new effect on Moy's sword, he sent Bane swooshing in at his wrist, finally succeeding::
XxLucianxX: ::keeps back on the defensive, waiting for the right moment.. his guard lowered by the dodging of his opponent for a moment::
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 2: Chris leaps back into form, figuratively speaking that is. (fdu/hc 1-1)
LrdArithon: ::leans back and takes a nap::
LrdArithon: ((AFK fas))
HOST Game Var: Ring 8, round 5: Keokuk gives Lucian a taste of a quick pipeaxe.
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Swings high, over the ducking Chris::
ChrisGraziano45: ::drops down quiclwy, planting a palm in the sand to swing into a legsweep::
Moyrloch: ::sparks start flying from the bracers as well::
HOST Game Var: (Th/HC) 2-0.5 Keokuk
Keokuk Washakie: me learn that from swordschief daldamar
PrlUnicorn: ::snickers:: More li' a postvert. ::sticks her tongue out at Tareth::
HOST Game Var: Ring 7, round 8: Collie goes out in style.
Keokuk Washakie: him good teacher
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 10: Moy saves his skin with the right parry. (hc/lp 4.5-2.5 Horatio)
HOST Game Var: (Th/Sl) 5.5-0.5 Tareth defeats Collie in 8 rounds.
XxLucianxX: ::nods, grumbling a little::
TarethThrn: ::pokeinnachest::
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 3: And Chris uses some parrying to climb ahead. (cp/lc 1.5-1 him)
ChrisGraziano45: ::drops the ringpost down to intercept::
TarethThrn: Don't show it unless yer gonna use it.
Moyrloch: ::the sword starts moving with blinding speed and blazing intensity::
Horatio Macbeth: ::Bane flashed high again, but was foiled::
HOST Game Var: Ring 8, round 6: More duck feathers for Keo's headband.
HOST Game Var: (LC/Du) 3-0.5 Keokuk
Moyrloch: ::sweat starts dripping from his forehead::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 11: Horatio gets the final adv and then some as he practices unnecessary roughness. (fss/th)
HOST Game Wisp: Horatio MacBeth def. Moyrloch, 5.5-2.5 in 11 rounds.
PrlUnicorn: ::sweeps that blade into cut off buttons and finds a poke in her chest:: Feh.. li' ya'd know what ta do wit' it!
Keokuk Washakie: ::sweeps the axe toward his shins::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Slices low, into the defense::
TarethThrn: Ooo, I have some pretty good ideas. ::big grins::
XxLucianxX: ::falls back, now sitting on the ground:: Hmph.
PrlUnicorn: ::salutes Var:: Thanks fer callin'.
Moyrloch: ::zooms forward, past his opponent, out of the ring, and into the wall::
Horatio Macbeth: ::spinning away from the thrust, he gently rested Kingsfoil on the back of Moy's neck::
XxLucianxX: That wasn't what I had planned at all.
Moyrloch: ::thudcrashouch::
HOST Game Var: Nicely dueled, Collie and Tareth
TarethThrn: Yeah, thanks Varro.
Keokuk Washakie: you not mean sit on mat?
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 4: Dom's reversal connects, putting him ahead this time. (hc/sh 2-1.5 Spite)
PrlUnicorn: Mine is too sharp fer ya. ::winks to Tareth as she salutes him::
Horatio Macbeth: ::withdrawing the blade, he slashed a smart salute:: Well dueled, my lord. Thank you.
ChrisGraziano45: ::can't block that one::
Keokuk Washakie: thought we have pow wow
PrlUnicorn: ::steps out of the ring::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Reverses, tagging Chris's shoulder::
TarethThrn: Ooh. Yeah. Sharp goes with none of my ideas. The very word... ::shiver::
Moyrloch: ::picks himself up from the floor and shakily bows to both Horatio and Wisp:: I think I need to sit down now. . .
HOST Game Var: Ring 8, round 7: Keokuk said it best. Pow. Wow!
HOST Game Var: (LC/LP) 3-1.5 Keokuk
XxLucianxX: ::swipes out with a low cut of his own, the longsword connecting for the first time::
Keokuk Washakie: yeow
Horatio Macbeth: ::turning, he offered another salute to Wisp:: Thank you for your services, Master Thellis.
HOST Game Wisp: The wall 1: Moy stabs the wall (di/th 0.5-0 the wall)
Keokuk Washakie: that smarts
XxLucianxX: ::nods:: Pow wow sounds like a good idea to me.
Razored Wrists: ~Oooh.. Gee... Lookit the time! PJ suddenly had the urge to bolt, seeing as she didn't have Guy I to hide behind.~
Horatio Macbeth: ::sheathing both blades, he left the ring and returned to his table::
PrlUnicorn: I mean yer tongue. ::lows a brow in ye old Mr. Spock "fascinating" manner as she eyes Tareth::
Moyrloch: ::sheathes the greatsword and wobbles back over to his table::
PrlUnicorn: ::lowers a brow::
HOST Game Var: Ring 8, round 8: Keo doesn't let Lucian land a reversal.
HOST Game Var: (Th/HC) 4-1.5 Keokuk
Keokuk Washakie: ::poke::
XxLucianxX: ::gets poked::
Moyrloch: Ok, anyone else want to beat up on me?
Keokuk Washakie: ::stuffs the blunt head of the axe into his rib cage::
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 5: Dom hammers away Chris's cut and gets himself a commanding lead. (flp/hc 3-1.5 Spite)
TarethThrn: My tongue is sharp now?
ChrisGraziano45: Damn it. ::cutting up and into that one somehow::
HOST Game Wisp: Aside from the architecture Moy? ::innocent wave::
TarethThrn: I always considered it pretty soft, smooth, and talented.
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Slices high to meet Chris's attack, quickly spinning away to jab him in the ribs::
PrlUnicorn: Ney... open yer ears, Tareth. I said mine is sharp.
Moyrloch: Yeah, aside from that. . . ow. . .
PrlUnicorn: ::wipes down her blade::
Moyrloch: ::the bracers fade into nonexistence::
Horatio Macbeth: ((afk fas))
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 6: They kick up lotsa dust but accomplish little else. (fss/fss 3-1.5 Spite)
Moyrloch: ::plops down on his couch and drains his now cold coffee:: blaugh. . .
HOST Game Var: Ring 8, round 9: Keokuk sets up another parry which Lucian simply ducks away from this time.
XxLucianxX: ::sits down, definitely needing a little of the peace pipe to get over his new aches and pains.. grunts and hops up in an advantageous position::
HOST Game Var: (Du/CP) 4-2 Keokuk
TarethThrn: ::tucking the scarred weapon back into its place behind him, he moves from the ring, looking around::
Razored Wrists: ~starts to slink back to the door~
Moyrloch: ::conjures up a flagon of water to wash the foul tast out of his mouth::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Spins away... kicking up dust::
ChrisGraziano45: ::twists off to the side::
PrlUnicorn: ::checks the timepiece on her wrist:: Just enough time ta go grab a bite ta eat.
Moyrloch: ::taste, even::
Keokuk Washakie: ::blinks as Lucian gets under the parry::good moving Lewcean
XxLucianxX: ::nods:: I'm not all out of ideas yet! Well, at least at the time I wasn't.
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 7: Chris doesn't feel like getting cut again, so he decides to attack this time. (hc/th 3-2.5 Spite)
HOST Game Var: Ring 8, round 10: Lucian passes the peace pipe back to Keo, who's leaning back now.
Keokuk Washakie: ::smiling,.curious::
HOST Game Var: (SH/LP) 4-2 Keo
PrlUnicorn: ::heads up to the inn::
XxLucianxX: ::puts up another solid block, trying to find some way to get the edge::
Log Entry: Duel of Swords [Members - 14] 1/17/2003 08:24 PM

[PrlUnicorn]

Log Entry: Duel of Swords [Members - 17] 1/17/2003 09:08 PM
OnlineHost: Welcome to the Duel of Swords Chat. If a game is in progress, please play by the specified rules or watch quietly. To read our game rules, please visit AOL Keyword: Duels.
LrdArithon: Honor to your blade, Ellisa!
Ellisa Morgan: ::as she entered the ring::
Arbitration Spec: ::Flashing the blade out high in a feint, he swings down low and the bowie is batted away::
Moyrloch: ::spins the staff-like weapon as his opponent moves away::
Ria Graziano: ::easily bringing the gladius out to land a light blow::
Xerzes M: ::khopesh comes low, and slices some Ria, but gets cut in return:: Ow. Stop that.
Arbitration Spec: ::nods:: You are skilled. ::Smiles::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::SLides the arming sword from its sheath::
Ellisa Morgan: ::drawing a short sword in her left, and a main gauche in her right, she bows::
Kaja Adair: ::nods that odd nod, her eyes closing and opening as she does so::
Ellisa Morgan: Do try to be kind gentlemen.
OnlineHost: Horatio Macbeth has left the room.
HOST Game Riever: ::winks at Ellissa before beginning the calls:
HOST Game Var: Ring 11, round 5: Chris shows Nick how to set up a cross parry
HOST Game Collie: ::shaking her head as she comes out of the locker room::
HOST Game Var: (FLP/HC) 4-1 Chris
Nick0vTyme: ::shakes his head slowly to himself, not being able to pull anything together::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 5: Ria reverses and trips up Xerzes. (lc/fss 4-1 Ria)
ChrisGraziano45: ::bats away the reversal from Nick, on a roll now::
Ria Graziano: ::stumbling, then swinging:: No.
HOST Game Riever: Copper 1) Jack turns a lat to fend off Dom's thrust for the advantage
HOST Game Var: Ring 12, round 2: They swing low, and get nothing but steel.
Xerzes M: ::moves aside, and gets hurt anyway:: Please?
HOST Game Var: (LC/LC) 0-0
Ria Graziano: No.
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 4: Like I said, jibblies. (sh/ss 1.5-1 Kaja)
Ellisa Morgan: ::flowing to her first stance::
HOST Game Var: ::Nods to Collie, handing her the empty que::
Xerzes M: You're mean.
XxLucianxX: ::slices out low, the blade's speed proving too slow to strike home::
Nick0vTyme: ::then smiles cause it's all in the learning experience:: I'm not with it tonight...
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Thrusts out, unable to connect::
Ria Graziano: Of course I am.
Moyrloch: ::brings the blade part of the staff down low to meet his opponent's blade::
Kaja Adair: ::readies the brace, but he doesn't go for it::
HOST Game Collie: Thank ya, Var.
HOST Game Riever: Silver 1) Ari begins with a simple step to the
Xerzes M: Feh.
HOST Game Riever: side, Ellissa shows him how to do it with style
Ria Graziano: Look who I married.
Arbitration Spec: ::Feints left this time, and then dodges right, to no avail::
HOST Game Riever: no one scores there
Moyrloch: ::grimaces to himself:: Oh, I'm so gonna get beat on here. . .
Xerzes M: Poor judgment does not equate to meanness.
HOST Game Var: Ring 11, round 6: Nick doesn't look like he wants to be fooled twice, Chris.
GegerVinJace: ::bats the thrust aside with the flat of his blade::
Xerzes M: ::grins::
HOST Game Var: (LC/Sl) 4-2 Chris
Ellisa Morgan: ::her boots slide with a hiss through the sands of the ring::
ChrisGraziano45: ::can't get teh BOOM down::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 6: These two take a break with Ria bracing and Xerzes parrying. (sh/lp 4-1 Ria)
XxLucianxX: ::grins to his opponent:: Take heart, I'm not nearly as good as I used to be.
LrdArithon: ::chuckles:: Finely stepped indeed!
HOST Game Var: Ring 12, round 3: But it looks like Lucian's ready to fool Moyr with his.
Ria Graziano: ::snorts:: Ya lucky I'm feelin' in a good mood.
HOST Game Var: (Sl/LP) 1-0 Lucian
Ellisa Morgan: ::her blue eyes intent upon Arithon:: A fine opening is always a good way to start a dance.
Arbitration Spec: I say, I probably should have asked earlier.... but what is your rank if I may ask?
XxLucianxX: ::raises the blade up two fisted, battering the parry attempt::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 6: C.C. twirls his way back to the tie. (cp/th 1.5-1.5)
Nick0vTyme: ::grimaces and takes a swing low, cutting under the wild swing coming at him::
Moyrloch: Neither am I. And I've been at this for a good 7 years now. . .ow. . .
Xerzes M: ::chuckles::
ChrisGraziano45: Good read.
HOST Game Riever: Copper 2) Jack takes the direct approach by thrusting neath Dom's high cut
Kaja Adair: ::steps in with the thrust again, this time turned away::
Arbitration Spec: ::stepping out of the way of the thrust and knocking it down with one of his knives::
HOST Game Collie: Evenin', folks. ::gets Nych his ale and sets it near him::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::swings high, unable to connect over the thrust::
Nick0vTyme: ::stepping back he shrugs and nods:: lucky...
Kaja Adair: Swordschick.
HOST Game Riever: thanks Collie, good to see ya
GegerVinJace: ::from the parry, lunges forward, ducking beneath the high cut and connecting with his opponent's shoulder::
Arbitration Spec: ::mouths "swordschick":: I see... ::smiles::
HOST Game Var: Ring 12, round 4: Moyr retaliates with a timely offense of his own.
OnlineHost: Aienglon has entered the room.
HOST Game Var: (Th/LC) 1-1
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu: Ria secures the victory with another low cut catching Xerzes unawares. (lc/sh)
HOST Game Wisp: Ria Graziano def. Xerzes M, 5-1 in 7 rounds.
Kaja Adair: ::nods sagely, stepping back into position::
Ria Graziano: 'sides, it wasn't poor judgement. I'ma haveta hit ya fo' sayin' it.
XxLucianxX: ::keeps up the offensive as he lashes out a bit too slow to strike home::
LrdArithon: ::moves warily around the ring, the longsword held easily in a two-handed grip::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 2) Ari tries to ruin the ladies boots with a
Ria Graziano: ::and so she does, smacking him lightly::
HOST Game Riever: low cut, she bats it asaide with a fine circ parry
HOST Game Var: Ring 11, round 7: Chris isn't about to fall prey to his own beast.
HOST Game Riever: for the point
HOST Game Var: (FSS/Sl) 5-2 Chris defeats Nick in 7 rounds.
Aienglon: ::just quietly takes up a chair after heading down the stairs::
ChrisGraziano45: ::twists away from Nick, closing this one out::
LrdArithon: ::sends out a low forehand cut but it is easily rebuffed::
Moyrloch: ::pokes the butt end of the naginata out::
Ellisa Morgan: ::flowing to her next stance, the short sword's tip dips low to spin his strike away::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 6: Kaja persists in her parrying aptitude. (lp/hc 2-1.5 Kaja)
Nick0vTyme: ::steps back and nods:: Nice duel...I need to warm up, anyway
Ria Graziano: ::steps back, bowing to Xer:: Nice try, man.
XxLucianxX: ::pulls back several steps to get his guard up again..::
Ria Graziano: ::turns, saluting Wisp:: Thanks.
XxLucianxX: Not bad.
Arbitration Spec: ::Feints low this time, but is blocked high::
ChrisGraziano45: Nice fightin'. Thanks again, Varro.
Kaja Adair: ::lofts the high defense, knocking away the blades again::
Nick0vTyme: ::saluting both Chris and Var::
OnlineHost: AztecianMillenia has entered the room.
Moyrloch: Lucky. . . doubt it'll happen again. . .
HOST Game Var: Ring 12, round 5: A reversal from Lucian tags Moyr before the step can establish enough distance.
XxLucianxX: ::moves back in, pulling the blade up over his shoulder and slicing high::
Moyrloch: See?
Nick0vTyme: ::then climbing from the ring and taking a seat::
HOST Game Var: (HC/SS) 2-1 Lucian
ChrisGraziano45: ::hops out of the ring with his post::
ChrisGraziano45: ((afk))
Nick0vTyme: ((afk))
HOST Game Var: ::Nods to Nick and Chris:: Nicely dueled you two.
Ria Graziano: ::heads out of the ring, looking around::
Ellisa Morgan: ::the main gauche held in reserve, just in case she needed more force::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 3) Dom ducks really low, fancy too. Jack
Ria Graziano: A'ight, who's next?
HOST Game Riever: trims a few pin feathers with a low cut and
HOST Game Riever: leads 2.5 to zeroS
HOST Game Var: ((Sheesh, my calls must make the duelists want to go afk...))
Aienglon: Lowly commoner here ...
AztecianMillenia: :: the door opens and, with the swish of a cloak, he walks in ::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Ducks low into the cut::
Xerzes M: ::returns to bar and gets new water for to drink::
GegerVinJace: ::whips around, his saber flying out towards his opponent's shins, but finds his opponent's torso instead::
Arbitration Spec: ::Pads lightly from right to left, turning to keep her in front of him::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 7: They try to knock attacks out of the air but only wind up locking horns... (sh/sh 2-1.5 Kaja)
HOST Game Var: Ring 12, round 6: Lucian's turn to fall over mid-step
HOST Game Collie: Dinnae think I was makin' it tonight. ::to Nych::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 3) Ellissa ducks in her finest form as Ari steps fancily to the side for naught
Nick0vTyme: ((coffee))
HOST Game Var: (LC/SS) 2-2
Ria Graziano: ::looks to Aienglon:: Go tell someone, I'll fight.
XxLucianxX: ::feels out his opponent's defenses now.. knowing he's got the edge, he pushes in with another
HOST Game Riever: whys that Collie?
Arbitration Spec: ::Dropping into a right pretty stop hit, and watches her do the same::
Kaja Adair: ::readies the brace, only to get tangled in his and slightly embarassed::
Arbitration Spec: Great minds and all that.....
Moyrloch: ::sticks the butt end out again to trip up his opponent::
ChrisGraziano45: ::moves on over to Ria;:
XxLucianxX: quick step, only to fall over the weapon clumsily::
Aienglon: ::regards Ria for a moment:: I can inform them, yes. A moment.
HOST Game Collie: Long story...
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Ellisa Morgan: ::a small smilel tugs at the corners of her lips as they both do a lot of work for nothing::
ChrisGraziano45: Who else wants a fight?
Ria Graziano: ::looking to Chris:: Ya win?
Kaja Adair: ::nods the odd nod again, readying the club::
LrdArithon: ::steps away himself, but the wily Ellisa fails to follow::
AztecianMillenia: :: walks over to Wisp and bows :: Hiya, Wispy!
ChrisGraziano45: I'm rollin'.
Aienglon: The question is ... which to send a slip to.
Ria Graziano: Sweet. How many now?
Aienglon: ::mulls over the choices::
HOST Game Wisp: ::whiiispering to Nych:: Thinking she met up with some really hot elf on her way back from the changing room
ChrisGraziano45: 3 up tonight.
HOST Game Wisp: ::waving to Aztec::
Ria Graziano: ::Aienglon:: Collie.
HOST Game Riever: Copper 4) Jack steps to the side, Dom shows him how a warlord does it real fancy like
Ellisa Morgan: ::her head cants slightly as she thinks she catches the faint sound of an old, old familiar voice::
Ria Graziano: Hell yah. ::Chris::
Ellisa Morgan: ::she focuses on the man with the blade before her and flows to her next stance::
AztecianMillenia: :: walks over to Collie and bows :: Hiya, Miss Collie!!
Aienglon: ::fluidly pens out the names, then walks the slip over to Colleen::
Moyrloch: ::brings the butt end down on his opponent's head quickly::
Ellisa Morgan: ::rising from the lowered position::
OnlineHost: Thehopeofadragon has entered the room.
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Fancy steps::
HOST Game Var: That's right. She fancies Elves ::Pointing to Collie accusingly::
Arbitration Spec: ::Leaping forwards suddenly, and reversing the bowie, touches, and continues past::
XxLucianxX: ::the SH cap falls into the sand, battered and abused::
ChrisGraziano45: Who wants to fight me?
XxLucianxX: Hey!
XxLucianxX: ::scoops it up and tucks it in the back of his pants::
Moyrloch: Now I'm in for it. . .
XxLucianxX: Hmph.
Ria Graziano: ::looks back to Aienglon:: Wha's ya name, dude?
Kaja Adair: ::thinking too far ahead, gets tagged as she goes for the low swing::
HOST Game Collie: Ney, not this eve, cripsy Wispy.
Aienglon: ::nods to Ria:: Aienglon, and, we are due next.
Ria Graziano: Sweet. An' I'm Ria.
HOST Game Var: Ring 12, round 8: Lucian steps sidewards to preserve his hide.
GegerVinJace: ::moving left, his saber pointed towards his opponent, grinning earnestly:: You do a mean two step!
HOST Game Riever: Silver 4) Ari scores, and wont make any friends
HOST Game Riever: as he cuts at Ellissa's hair. She pays him back
HOST Game Riever: post haste with a low cut of her own
HOST Game Var: (Th/SS) 3-2.5 Moyr
XxLucianxX: ::on the run, actually, he pulls back, waiting for Moyr to leave an opening::
Aienglon: ::finds his chair again, and eases down, bringing out his steel to examine with a hand::
HOST Game Wisp: Hey now, whatever Harris might've said, I am *not* edible.
Moyrloch: ::pokes past his opponent::
Ria Graziano: ::glancing over to make sure her jacket was safe::
AztecianMillenia: :: bored, he walks over to a tree, but then, smells that Dragon is here ::
OnlineHost: SStiffone has entered the room.
LrdArithon: ::launches a high overhand cut and lands it, but is struck low::
Thehopeofadragon: :: Sighs ::
ChrisGraziano45: Someone duel me!
AztecianMillenia: :: appears next to Dragon :: Hiya!
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 9: Piñata swings all around! Bwahaha. (sl/sl 2.5-2 Arb)
Ellisa Morgan: ::the short sword taking its due as she takes a strike high:: Careful! I am fragile! ::with a wolfish grin::
AztecianMillenia: :: gives Dragon a kiss on both cheeks ::
LrdArithon: ::laughs:: So I see
HOST Game Riever: Copper 5) Dom thrusts and misses as Jack fends it off with a lat parry
Arbitration Spec: ::Taking a chance, rises up to his full 6' 4" and does a quick slash downwards... and gets all tangled up::
Kaja Adair: ::aims to decimate a defense, but finds him doing the same thing and grumbles::
OnlineHost: SStiffone has left the room.
Thehopeofadragon: :: A white owl flys in and lands on her shoulder ::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Thrusts into the parry again::
Thehopeofadragon: hey Az
HOST Game Var: Ring 12, round 9: Not only does Moyr have the right idea, but the parry is also set up in the right direction.
Arbitration Spec: Hmm... That hand is mine.. that one is yours....
AztecianMillenia: Hiya!
HOST Game Var: (FLP/HC) 4-2.5 Moyr
Arbitration Spec: Crow bar anyone?
Nick0vTyme: ((bak))
Moyrloch: ::tips his head to the side as a particularly apt song plays in his head::
AztecianMillenia: This is my new way to greet friends... just as the French do... :: smiles ::
Nick0vTyme: ::from his seat:: Ok...who would like to be next?
ChrisGraziano45: Yo. ::looking at Aztec and Dragon:: One a you two duel me.
GegerVinJace: ::knocks the blade aside, resets for another go around::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 5) Ari penguins and scores under Ellissa's fancy round parry making it 2 all
HOST Game Wisp: they're fighting with crowbars? ::holding up some opera goggles to look at Kaja and C.C.'s ring::
AztecianMillenia: Uhh... no thanks... :: sweating with fear from the offer ::
Moyrloch: ::starts spinning the naginata swiftly::
Thehopeofadragon: No thank you
ChrisGraziano45: Aw, come on. I'll go easy.
HOST Game Var: Ring 12, round 10: Lucian doesn't seem to get tired of saving his hide.
Kaja Adair: ::grabs her club from the melee and backs up some more::
Arbitration Spec: Umm.. no to pry us loose after that double slash.... ::weak smile::
Ellisa Morgan: ::she flows to her next stance, the blade passing too high over her opponent to make a difference:: Nicely timed.
Ria Graziano: (m) Yah. Right. Suuuuure ya will.
HOST Game Var: (SS/Th) 4-3 Moyr
XxLucianxX: ::not willing to suffer any more undue pain just yet, he tactically retreats.. the englishmen in the back yell "Runaway!"::
Ria Graziano: ::a grin to Chris::
ChrisGraziano45: ::nudges Ria:: Shush.
HOST Game Riever: Copper 6) Dom spins a fancy circ parry to pick off Jacks low cut and its 3-1
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 10: C.C. lunges... uhm... away. (th/lc 3.5-2 Arb)
Ria Graziano: I didn't say it where anyone but ya could hear!
Nick0vTyme: ok....I've lost one and am on a roll.
Kaja Adair: ::swears::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Spins low, knocking the saber from its desired mark and riposting::
ChrisGraziano45: ::covers Ria's mouth with his hand::
LrdArithon: ::drops under the cut and jabs at her ribs::
LrdArithon: My thanks
Ria Graziano: ::licks the hand::
Arbitration Spec: ::Steps in and just sort of pushes, then dances back::
Moyrloch: ::stabs past his opponent again::
ChrisGraziano45: Come on. Step up to the plate. ::to Aztec and Dragon again::
GegerVinJace: ::his opponents smacks his blade aside with skill that Jack hadn't seen before::
AztecianMillenia: So, Dragon... did ye meet my son?
HOST Game Var: Ring 12, round 11: They arc their weapons low, neither able to hit the other.
HOST Game Wisp: ::looking at the fluidly penned note Colleen hands him::
HOST Game Var: (LC/LC) 4-3 Moyr
Thehopeofadragon: not really
HOST Game Wisp: ring Byak-Ko: Ria and Aienglon
XxLucianxX: ::actually lands a strike for the first time in a while, only it happened to be against the staff::
AztecianMillenia: :: ignoring ChrisGraziano ::
Ria Graziano: ::moving the hand away, she grins at him then heads toward her ring::
Moyrloch: ::not liking how this is going:: Something's off here. . .
OnlineHost: Vx Max Blue xV has entered the room.
Aienglon: ::pushes up from the chair, and heads to the ring::
ChrisGraziano45: Weinies. ::grinning::
Vx Max Blue xV: ::returns::
ChrisGraziano45: I need a duel!!
HOST Game Wisp: I am thinking he came here to engage in public displays of affliction. ::nodding to Chris::
Moyrloch: ::flips backward out of reach and resets::
Ellisa Morgan: ::thankful that her leather vest is actually functional as armor, the strike to her ribs not affecting her movements too badly::
Nick0vTyme: ::still looking around and watching the room:: Duel anybody?
Aienglon: ::offers a nod to both official and opponent, then slides into a readied stance::
Ria Graziano: ::once inside, she lifts a hand in salute to Wisp and Aienglon:: Skill an' crap. ::raises the already-drawn gladius::
ChrisGraziano45: ::nodnod to Wisp in agreement::
Arbitration Spec: Affliction..... ::murmurs::
Thehopeofadragon: No thank you Chris
HOST Game Riever: Silver 6) Ari thrusts uninvited and is sent packing by the Ellissa stop hit. 3-2 She leads
Arbitration Spec: ::shudders:: Not my sort of PDA at all at all....
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 11: Touché, thus spake Kaja. (hc/th 3.5-3 Arb)
HOST Game Var: Ring 12, round 12: Something is off... The scoreboard.
HOST Game Collie: ::looks to Aztec:: Sorry about tha'.. How are ya?
HOST Game Var: (LP/SH) 4-3 Moyr
Vx Max Blue xV: Anyone up for a duel?
Ellisa Morgan: ::the blades form a formidable barrier to deny him::
Ellisa Morgan: Tsk.
Kaja Adair: ::returns the favor, delivering the gut-punch below the high swing::
Ellisa Morgan: ::a wink::
Moyrloch: ::braces for an attack that doesn't come::
Arbitration Spec: ::Distracted, he gets tagged by the club and steps back breathing hard::
XxLucianxX: ::swings the blade out high, his skin quite tender tonight::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 7) Jack thrusts and has it denied by a fancy lateral from Dom. 3-2 Jack leads
Nick0vTyme: I'll duel ya ::looking over to Max::
Aienglon: ::offers no words, just angles his blade for a probing assault::
Vx Max Blue xV: ::nods:: Would you call it in, please?
Moyrloch: ::going with his instincts, which is probably a mistake::
Nick0vTyme: ::nods:: no problemo...
Arbitration Spec: ::leaning over, one hand waving weakly as he struggles to catch his breath::
GegerVinJace: ::another shot taken away from him...wondering just who the heck he's fighting!::
Thehopeofadragon: :: Yawns :: I'm bored
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 1: Aienglon scores first when he deflects Ria. (lp/th 0.5-0 Aien)
LrdArithon: ::lunges right into the trap::
ChrisGraziano45: Then duel me! ::at Dragon::
OnlineHost: Ehollywood81 has entered the room.
Ria Graziano: ::lunges in quickly, frowning as she finds him ready for her, and withdraws::
Nick0vTyme: ::wonders where Wisp learned all those neat ring names::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Another quick parry turns the second thrust away, narrowing the gap some::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 12: Kaja stands aside and breaks this cycle of madness. Oh yeah, and she got the lead back too. (fss/th 4-3.5 Kaja)
HOST Game Var: Ring 12, round 13: Lucian needs to have that hat refit so it'll start working again.
Moyrloch: Hold on, Dragon. I'll be done soon. Sooner than I'd like, most likely. . .
HOST Game Var: (LC/SH) 5-3 Moyr defeats Lucian in 13 rounds.
Aienglon: ::calmly redirects the incoming to the right, and steps left::
Kaja Adair: ::slides to the side and puts some special sauce on it, throwing a 'bow on her way out::
Thehopeofadragon: No thanks Chris. I do not want to duel
Moyrloch: ::brings the staff end down low to connect, surprisingly::
Arbitration Spec: ::Hoping, futiley, that she was fooled, leaps forwards and just sort of keeps on going into a crumpled heap as she steps out of the way::
AztecianMillenia: Dragon!
HOST Game Var: Ring 13: Max and Nick may enter
Arbitration Spec: OOOOOmph
Thehopeofadragon: What Az
Vx Max Blue xV: ::climbs into the ring::
Moyrloch: Eh? Again?? Aw nuts. . .
HOST Game Riever: Silver 7) Ari rounds a fancy circ that is really
HOST Game Riever: something to behold, unfortunately for him,
HOST Game Riever: Ellissa cut high and its 4-2 her
XxLucianxX: ::after nursing the sore knee for a moment, he examines the cap:: Hmph.
ChrisGraziano45: One a you two can fight me. ::to Lucian and Moyr::
AztecianMillenia: I am gonna go get me son... be right back... :: disappears through the door ::
Moyrloch: ::bows to both Lucian and Var:: Well dueled and well called.
XxLucianxX: ::salutes Moyr:: Nice duel.
Vx Max Blue xV: ::bows to Nick and Var::
HOST Game Var: Nicely dueled, Lucian and Moyr
LrdArithon: ::picks the wrong defense and takes a blow high::
Ria Graziano: ::counter-circling, raising the gladius once more::
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 2: Apparently Ria can do that too. (lp/hc 0.5-0.5)
Thehopeofadragon: Ok
Nick0vTyme: ::jumps up and runs to the ring::
Nick0vTyme: ::climbing in::
Nick0vTyme: ::drawing out his sword he salutes:: I'm Nick...well met
HOST Game Riever: Copper 8) Dom ties it at 3 by thrusting over Jack's low cut
Ellisa Morgan: ::the short short feinting low before snaking high to strike lightly at his shoulder::
XxLucianxX: ::nods to Chris:: I haven't suffered enough yet. Get us a ring?
Moyrloch: ::flips back out of the ring to his table:: Let me rest before kicking my kiester again, Chris.
Ellisa Morgan: ::she slides back and flows to her next stance::
AztecianMillenia: :: just as the door closes, it opens almost 2 minutes later ::
Ehollywood81: You all don't get out much do you?.?
HOST Game Collie: Next up, Chris.
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 13: Dual high cuts highlight this tense moment. (hc/hc 4-3.5 Kaj)
XxLucianxX: ::mumbling something about a stupid cap:: I guess I had a bigger head back then..
AztecianMillenia: :: a 13 year old version of Az walks out ::
Ria Graziano: ::it was her turn for a deflection, sliding the gladius across her body to deny the attack::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Thrusts forward, getting over the low cut from Jack::
ChrisGraziano45: ::nodnod to both of them::
Aienglon: ::nods as his arc is cut short, and gives some ground as well::
Moyrloch: ::goes over to Dragon:: So, has Aeroch been any trouble?
Arbitration Spec: ::Rolling slowly to his feet, he shakes his long blonde hair out of his face and sensing more than seeing the attack
Arbitration Spec: just sort of throws the blades up high to block::
Thehopeofadragon: No Moy
HOST Game Wisp: ::blinking at the 13 year old Aztec::
Kaja Adair: ::flows into the high swing, only to meet him there::
GegerVinJace: ::his low blow didn't have the reach, and gets a nasty blow in return::
HOST Game Wisp: Say, did you know your dad used to be a little girl?
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 1: Nick one-ups Max in performing a cross parry.
XxLucianxX: (afk momentarily)
Moyrloch: ::slips the naginata back into the cloak and takes out some jerky for the little dragonet::
AztecianMillenia: :: the 13 year old Az walks over to Dragon :: Hello, Miss...
HOST Game Var: (FLP/LP) 0-0
Ehollywood81: So, you all don't get out much do you?
Thehopeofadragon: Hello
Nick0vTyme: ::swings wildly and tries to ward off the attack::
Nick0vTyme: ::not that it worked mind you::
AztecianMillenia: :: extends a hand ::
AztecianMillenia: I am Jason...
Nick0vTyme: btw...what is your rank? ::to Max::
Thehopeofadragon: :: Puts her hand out ::
AztecianMillenia: Jason Millenia... but you can call me Sessi
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 3: The score stays where it is, Ria not stopping the circ parry from Aienglon. (sh/cp 0.5-0.5)
AztecianMillenia: :: smiles and shakes her hand ::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 8) Ari finally manages to thrust Ellissa
HOST Game Riever: but is tagged in return. Both score but the duel
HOST Game Riever: belongs to the damme. Final Ellissa defeats Ari
HOST Game Riever: 5-3 in 8 rounds.
LrdArithon: ::bows:: Well fought indeed
Nick0vTyme: ::circling around the ring and his opponent::
Aienglon: ::a soft laugh passes his lips as he turns a wrist over for ... nothing::
Vx Max Blue xV: ::shakes his head:: Commoner
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 14: Dual reversals! Can anyone carry this one? (lc/lc 4-3.5 Kaja)
Ria Graziano: ::withdraws, trying to draw him closer::
Ellisa Morgan: ::moves in and gets aggressive, tagging and getting tagged in return::
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 2: Both remain defensive. Both remain scoreless.
HOST Game Var: (SH/CP) 0-0
Thehopeofadragon: I am Sesshoumeru Greenleaf. My friends call me Dragon. I am Lord of the Western Lands as well
Ellisa Morgan: ::she slides back and bows:: Well dueled.
Ellisa Morgan: ::bows to Nych:: My thanks for your time, handsome.
Arbitration Spec: ::Shifting low, he strikes out, only to be pushed back::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 9) Dom leads for the first time this duel
HOST Game Riever: as his lat parry fends off the Jack thrust
Thehopeofadragon: Opps
Nick0vTyme: ::nods:: I didn't realize that....my apologies on getting too eager
Kaja Adair: ::drops into the low swing, only to meet him there, too:
AztecianMillenia: As well? Who else is the Lord of the Western Lands?
HOST Game Riever: my pleasure gorgeous
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Swings high, picking off the thrust::
Ellisa Morgan: ::the blades getting sheathed as she rises from the bow::
Vx Max Blue xV: ::shugs:: Duel as you would a peer, I can take it.
Ellisa Morgan: ::a smile upon her lips::
Thehopeofadragon: I am the only Lord of the Western Lands
XxLucianxX: ::stretches a little, putting the cap back on and tightening it a little:: Hmm. Maybe that will help.
Arbitration Spec: Well met
LrdArithon: ::steps out and rests some more
LrdArithon: ((afk fas))
GegerVinJace: ::his thrust knocked aside, he grimaces slightly as his opponent takes the lead::
Moyrloch: ::leaves the jerky on the table for the little one and goes over to his couch for a drink and a nice sit::
AztecianMillenia: I see...
Kaja Adair: Yep.
HOST Game Var: Ring 14: Chris and Lucian may enter
Arbitration Spec: ::grins and back rolls back up to his feet::
OnlineHost: SugarNspice8902 has entered the room.
Moyrloch: ::conjures up a small glass and sips from it::
ChrisGraziano45: ::hops into the ring with his ringpost/bat::
Thehopeofadragon: My father died so her picked me out of me and my brother Inuyasha.
Nick0vTyme: ::grins and nods his head:: as you wish....
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 4: Another lateral parry scores. For Aienglon this time. Cool! (lp/hc 1-0.5 Aien)
Ellisa Morgan: ::exits the ring and glances wistfully at Ring 14, wishing she had a bit more time... she would soon::
XxLucianxX: ::enters the ring and salutes Chris:: Don't hurt me too bad, allright? Duel well, of course.
ChrisGraziano45: Hey man, I gotta rank to get back.
Thehopeofadragon: But he gave Inuyasha his sword
Nick0vTyme: ::steps to the left::
Ria Graziano: ::bringing up the gladius once more, she's again denied::
OnlineHost: Ehollywood81 has left the room.
Aienglon: ::a bit of a smile as his ears are greeted with that satisfying sound of steel meeting::
XxLucianxX: Oh, which one?
ChrisGraziano45: Warlord.
HOST Game Riever: Copper 10) Jakc attempts a sidestep and is tripped up by Dom's low cut 4.5-3 Dom leads
XxLucianxX: Yeah, you and me both. Only 18 wins away now. ::grinning::
Ellisa Morgan: ::with a sigh, she weaved a path through the crowd and like a shadow of the past, is gone again::
OnlineHost: Ellisa Morgan has left the room.
ChrisGraziano45: ::snickers::
Moyrloch: ::continues sipping from the drink::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Lowers himself, steps following Jack's before he slices his calf::
ChrisGraziano45: That's a climb.
GegerVinJace: ::and the mistakes just don't end::
Thehopeofadragon: But I found the best sword in the world...
HOST Game Collie: Ok, folks.. step up and get yer duel requests .. right 'ere!
Thehopeofadragon: The Master Sword
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 5: Ria braces and Aienglon takes a step to the side. And the scoreboard takes a nap. (ss/sh 1-0.5 Aien)
HOST Game Var: Ring 14, round 1: Chris starts the climb first.
HOST Game Var: (HC/SH) 1-0 Chris
Aienglon: ::not giving up as much as last time, that is for certain::
ChrisGraziano45: ::snaps the ringpost up to grab an early point::
Log Entry: Duel of Swords [Members - 20] 1/17/2003 09:30 PM
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 15: Kaja wants to make sure C.C. hasn't forgotten what it's like to get clubbed in the head. (th/du)
OnlineHost: Elle McBride has entered the room.
XxLucianxX: ::raises the blade, the SH cap getting knocked off again.. he just leaves it there and steps on it spitefully:: Stupid hat.
Arbitration Spec: Ow. Ow... OWOWOW.
HOST Game Wisp: Kaja Adair def. Arbitration Spec, 5-3.5 in 15 rounds.
Nick0vTyme: ::slowly twirling his sword::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 11) Jack clots the circ parrying Dom with a quick high cut
Kaja Adair: ::steps in with the thrust and makes quick work of the duck again::
ChrisGraziano45: Ugly hat.
Ria Graziano: ::withdrawing, again::
OnlineHost: Elle McBride has left the room.
Arbitration Spec: ::shaking his head:: Nicely dueled.
Kaja Adair: ::steps back, nodding to Wisp and to Conrad:: Good fightin', good callin', y'all.
Arbitration Spec: Thanks for calling... ::hoping he can hear him over those bells. Oh.. wait. Those are just in his head::
Arbitration Spec: ::Exiting the ring::
HOST Game Var: Ring 14, round 2: They learn how to say "Ouch"
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Parrying low, he's struck high and takes a few steps back::
XxLucianxX: ::shakes his head.. whacking Chris in the head with the flat of the blade:: Don't care about the hat. Kinda hurt my head, though.
HOST Game Var: (HC/LC) 2-1 Chris
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 6: Ria puts a stop to that nasty slash... my night without a successful slash continues. (lc/sl 1.5-1 the woman)
Thehopeofadragon: :: She pulls the Master Sword out and shows it to him ::
Arbitration Spec: Anyone care to duel a slightly batter newbie?
GegerVinJace: ::more out desperation than plan, lashes out with his sword, aiming for his opponent up high::
ChrisGraziano45: ::keeps hacking away, this time getting a piece low::
Aienglon: ::ponders throwing caution to the wind and actually moving forward, does so, and deserves the gotten::
Arbitration Spec: ::Working his jaw to work out the bruising::
Kaja Adair: ::steps out towards the bar, returning to her milk::
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 3: You two can begin scory ANY time now ::Nods::
HOST Game Var: (LP/CP) 0-0
HOST Game Wisp: Newbie batter? Can we make pancakes out of you?
Nick0vTyme: ::with some sheepishness he swings around low::
Arbitration Spec: Only if the griddle is REALLY hot.
Ria Graziano: ::moving in swiftly, she aims a light strike with the flat of the gladius at his leg::
OnlineHost: Sir Barkalot has entered the room.
HOST Game Wisp: or those nifty beer fries? ::contemplating::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 12) Jack reties the match at 4.5 with a lat to fend off Dom's thrust
Arbitration Spec: Fried beer? ::Shudders::
HOST Game Var: Ring 14, round 3: Lucian sets it up again. It has to work eventually, doesn't it? Well, yes, but that doesn't seem to be the time now.
HOST Game Wisp: (and yes that was lc/sl and not a "stop", bad wording ;))
Arbitration Spec: What are you? A Scot?
HOST Game Var: (HC/SH) 3-1 Chris
HOST Game Collie: Step up, folks....
Moyrloch: ::puts out his "Open to Duel" flag again::
Sir Barkalot: ::pads down the steps into the arena::
Arbitration Spec: Only they would fry beer!
ChrisGraziano45: ::knocks that SH hat off again::
Nick0vTyme: ::then kinda laughs at himself::
ChrisGraziano45: ::jumps up and down on it:: Take that you stupid hat.
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 4: Max shows off his bookend collection, and it works this time.
XxLucianxX: ::just kicks dirt all over the cap in frustration::
HOST Game Var: (LC/CP) 0.5-0 Max
Arbitration Spec: ::To Moyrlock:: I'll duel you.
Nick0vTyme: ::goes for it but gets denied with some force::
HOST Game Collie: ::eyes Chris:: Yeesh.... won't get it ta fit li' that!
Moyrloch: Very well, good sir. Your name?
GegerVinJace: ::pushes his opponent's thrust aside with his parry::
XxLucianxX: Yeah!
XxLucianxX: ::steps on it a few more times::
Vx Max Blue xV: ::smiles, guiding the blade away::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 7: Thanks for trying Ria, but Aienglon just kept the streak up by stepping away. (ss/sl 1.5-1.5)
ChrisGraziano45: ::kicks it::
Arbitration Spec: Conrad... ::Starts to go into it again:: Never mind. Just call me C.C. ::smiles::
ChrisGraziano45: You need to wear a WRC hat.
Arbitration Spec: Call us in?
Moyrloch: Oh, that's right. . . there's my bad memory again. Of course.
Kaja Adair: ::grins into her glass, hearing Chris::
Arbitration Spec: Ummm.. What's your rank there?
Ria Graziano: ::moving in, she brings the gladius up and then down::
HOST Game Var: Ring 14, round 4: They almost bump into each other
Moyrloch: Swordsman. . . but just barely. . .
XxLucianxX: Well, shouldn't I get a MRC cap..?
HOST Game Collie: Conrad? Next up.
XxLucianxX: Hey! ::chases after the cap to the other side of the ring::
Ria Graziano: ::right where he was, as a matter of fact::
ChrisGraziano45: ::hops off to the side::
Aienglon: ::light on his feet, despite the years::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 13) Dom recaptures the lead with a timely circ parry to pick off Jack's thrust
HOST Game Var: (FSS/SS) 3-1 Chris
Arbitration Spec: Thank you ::smiles at Collie::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Swings low, stopping the thrust::
OnlineHost: SportyGirl1018 has entered the room.
Sir Barkalot: ::scratches at his ear::
Moyrloch: Hmmm. . .::noting that he didn't even need to send off a note:: Interesting. . .
OnlineHost: SugarNspice8902 has left the room.
Thehopeofadragon: :: Pokes him :: Are you there?
OnlineHost: AztecianMillenia has left the room.
Arbitration Spec: Some people have it... some don't... ::Buffing his fingernails on his chest and then blowing on them::
XxLucianxX: ::kicks dirt on it again, and kicks it back to ring center::
Arbitration Spec: ::grins::
Moyrloch: So I see. . .
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 5: This is perhaps the most unproductive match I've ever officiated.
HOST Game Var: (Du/Du) 0.5-0 Max
SportyGirl1018: Hello my fellow people. How are you all tonight?
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 8: This has been a parry-heavy duel but Aienglon throws in some variety. (du/hc 2-1.5 him)
Moyrloch: Now. . . I wonder what I'll pull out of my hat. . .er, cloak this time. . .
Ria Graziano: ::taking another swift swing at him::
Nick0vTyme: ::laughs and laughs::
HOST Game Var: Ring 14, round 5: This is what Lucian gets for not relying on the law of averages.
HOST Game Riever: yo fingernail boy, you got a name? ::to arb spec::
HOST Game Var: (Th/HC) 4-1 Chris
Moyrloch: ::waves to the newcomer:: Just fine. . .
Aienglon: ::draws down, able to eek past with a little shift and avoid further contact::
Nick0vTyme: ::raising back up and scratching his head::
ChrisGraziano45: ::pounds out another point::
XxLucianxX: ::too busy kicking the cap to aptly defend himself::
SportyGirl1018: My name is Emma
Moyrloch: Just call him C.C., Nych. . .
Vx Max Blue xV: ::thinks:: Hmm...my duels always seem to go like this.....
HOST Game Collie: ::to Nych:: 'e sais 'is name is Conrad.
SportyGirl1018: And it is nice to meet you
ChrisGraziano45: You rusty, old timer.
Arbitration Spec: ::looks over at Emma:: Nice to meet you too
Moyrloch: Good eve, Emma. I'd talk more, but I'm just about to go in. . .
XxLucianxX: ::grumbles:: You're telling me.
Arbitration Spec: ::runs his fingers through his long blonde hair to put it into some sort of order::
Vx Max Blue xV: I think last time I won I just bored E into submission....
XxLucianxX: ::attention too focused on his cap to notice how bad he's losing::
Thehopeofadragon: :: looks at Emma :: Do I know you?
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 6: Yay. A point! Someone pounce on it!
SportyGirl1018: I wish luck for you both
Arbitration Spec: ::then just gives it up as useless::
HOST Game Var: (HC/CP) 1-0.5 Nick
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 9: Both of them defend again, going for a low score record maybe. (cp/sh 2-1.5 Aien)
Nick0vTyme: ::arches an eyebrow as he watches his opponent...then swings up high and misses the parry::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 14) Dom takes it by low cutting and
HOST Game Riever: tripping the stepper up. Final Dom defeats Jack
HOST Game Riever: 6-4.5 in 14 rounds.
HOST Game Var: Ring 14, round 6: Lucian stays alive by headbanging.
Nick0vTyme: I believe that...
Aienglon: ::refusing to drive a forward stab, holds his own and keeps the ground claimed::
Arbitration Spec: ::Starts spinning the bowie knives, the light catching the spinning blades in flashes::
XxLucianxX: ::leans over and dusts it off with a sigh::
HOST Game Var: (Du/FCP) 4-1.5 Chris
ChrisGraziano45: ::swings and a miss::
Ria Graziano: ::withdrawing, swiftly::
GegerVinJace: Blast!
ChrisGraziano45: Hey
Spiteful Vinegar: ::He's finally able to take this duel, breathing a sigh of relief::
SportyGirl1018: Hope, I do not think so, if I don't know you....
GegerVinJace: ::is caught in the legs::
HOST Game Riever: Ring Copper: Conrad and Moyr may enter salute and begin
Moyrloch: Oh, and Dragon? Don't forget that jerky there for Aeroch, alright?
Arbitration Spec: ::looks over at his name being called, then heads over to Ring Copper::
Spiteful Vinegar: ::Nods to both and steps out of the basement::
GegerVinJace: ::taking a moment to breath as well:: Well...faught!
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 7: Fountain galore
HOST Game Var: (Th/Th) 2-1.5 Nick
Moyrloch: ::flips into the ring from his couch and bows to both Nych and C.C.::
ChrisGraziano45: ::takes a swing at it::
HOST Game Var: (CP/Th) 4-2 Chris
Aienglon: ::using an offensive display to spare his legs, and keep fresh::
Nick0vTyme: ::clank went the trolley::
Ria Graziano: ::back into the swing of things, she's meeting his attack low::
Moyrloch: ::steps back into a defensive position::
ChrisGraziano45: Nobody wants your nasty hat.
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 9: Nick loses his head.
Moyrloch: ::blades spring backwards from the gauntlets::
XxLucianxX: Hmph.
HOST Game Var: (HC/FSS) 2.5-2 Max
Moyrloch: ::looks at the gauntlets:: Hmmm. . . Interesting::
Nick0vTyme: ::tries to run to the side but gets nailed::
LrdArithon: Any to duel a Warlord?
HOST Game Riever: Copper 2) Conrad and Myr score by trading cuts, Moyr Low, CC high
Vx Max Blue xV: ::sends his blade high::
Arbitration Spec: ::Spins to the left, blades flashing out high, watching the bladed gauntlets cautiously::
HOST Game Var: Ring 14, round 9: Rally monkey goes to eat a banana. Lucian suffers.
Kaja Adair: ((afk))
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 12: Aienglon stops Ria's thrust and takes the lead. We've gone from a deadlock to a seesaw!. (sh/th 3-2.5 Aien)
HOST Game Collie: Step up 'n' get yer duel in the queue!!
Arbitration Spec: ::Getting tagged low and he bleeds as he slashes down high::
Moyrloch: ::swings a gauntlet blade low only to be grazed on the cheek by a knife::
HOST Game Var: (LC/HC) Chris defeats Lucian in 9 rounds.
ChrisGraziano45: ::makes Lucian's hat suffer::
HOST Game Var: 5-3
Ria Graziano: ::lugnging in again, she finds her way blocked, and groans::
XxLucianxX: ::golf swings at the hat, knocking it against Chris's legs::
XxLucianxX: ::salutes:: Good match. Bad hat.
ChrisGraziano45: Gah! ::batting it away::
Aienglon: ::drops a knee, and angles his own up and sharp, though only a light caress with the tip is offered::
ChrisGraziano45: Evil.
Sir Barkalot: ::scratches his ear, then looks to Arithon:: <bark> <bark>
ChrisGraziano45: Thanks Var. Good fightin', Luc.
Arbitration Spec: ::smiles and nods::
XxLucianxX: ::leaves it on the ground and walks out of the Arena to go look for some new headware::
OnlineHost: XxLucianxX has left the room.
Sir Barkalot: Er...I say, I would duel you
Nick0vTyme: ::shakes his head to get out the cobwebs:: nice shot...
SportyGirl1018: I love to be a spectator, I'm a chicken as a dueler
HOST Game Var: Good dueling, you two
HOST Game Collie: ::looks over as she hears the barking::
ChrisGraziano45: ::hops out of the ring::
Nick0vTyme: ::still can't get anything working for him:: sheesh...
ChrisGraziano45: I need another duel!
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 10: Sheesh, they can't even score on the rare moves.
HOST Game Var: (Sl/Sl) 2.5-2 Max
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 13: The see-saw gets stuck, they match low cuts again. (lc/lc 3-2.5 Aien)
OnlineHost: GegerVinJace has entered the room.
HOST Game Riever: Copper 3) Conrad scores the advantage by sidestepping the Moyr thrust
LrdArithon: ::blinks at the barking dog and then just nods::
Arbitration Spec: ::feints a low cut, then quickly steps around the thrust::
Moyrloch: ::tries to elbow his opponent in the ribs, only to miss::
Ria Graziano: ::continues, bringing the gladius low again::
LrdArithon: Very well, please set it up
Vx Max Blue xV: ::steps back after meeting his blade::
Aienglon: ::not satisfying, but it was good enough, and he backpedalled a few steps::
GegerVinJace: ::re-enters the arena, feeling warmed up after his last fight::
Nick0vTyme: ::swings in a crazy way and still meets metal:: A tie is not that bad...
Sir Barkalot: ::looks around for the queuekeeper, sniffing the air in reflex::
ChrisGraziano45: Who wants to duel?
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 11: Okay. This is better.
HOST Game Var: (HC/LC) 3.5-3 Max
Vx Max Blue xV: ::smirks:: I tied last time...getting a little tired of it too.
HOST Game Riever: Copper 4) Moyr is made to look silly here as Conrad thrusts the slasher for the point
Kaja Adair: ((bak))
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 14: Ria gets the lead with a thrust - and slashes are still broken - but can she round out her score for a win? (th/sl 3.5-3 Ria)
Moyrloch: This is bad. . . I seem to do better against Warlords and Barons than anyone else. . .
Nick0vTyme: ::laughs and gets hit::
GegerVinJace: Anyone wanna fight an easy target? ::grins::
ChrisGraziano45: I'll fight. ::at Geger::
Aienglon: ::tries to hack through and again fails, but, so it goes::
Arbitration Spec: ::Watching Moyr raise up, he quickly darts in for a poke, and then back out::
Ria Graziano: ::lunging in quickly, she's assured the tie::

[PrlUnicorn]

Log Entry: Duel of Swords [Members - 17] 1/17/2003 09:45 PM
Kaja Adair: ;:looks to Geger, but is beaten to the punch::
SportyGirl1018: I cannot duel, my first attempt was not pretty :Shows Horrid Scars:
Arbitration Spec: I'll still respect you in the morning... ::smirk::
ChrisGraziano45: Sorry, Kaj.
Moyrloch: ::tries a nifty spin move, only to get poked::
Kaja Adair: ::smiles, waving him along::
ChrisGraziano45: I'm one win away from getting WL baacck.
Kaja Adair: Go get him.
Moyrloch: Hmmmm. . . I don't think I like the sound of that . . .
GegerVinJace: ::laughs:: And you wan't me to be your pansy...?
HOST Game Wisp: Alrighty, ring Su-Zaku we got Ari vs. the guy who barks alot.
ChrisGraziano45: I want you to fight back. ::grinning::
Arbitration Spec: They rarely do for some reason. Maybe it's my breath? ::Cupping his hand in front of his mouth and sniffing::
Sir Barkalot: ::pads to the ring::
HOST Game Wisp: ::blink:: Uhm... name? ::eyeing Barkalot::
Moyrloch: I wouldn't worry too much about that, lad. . . I can't smell ye over me own sweat. . .
GegerVinJace: Well YEAH...all right...
Aienglon: ::alters his grip to bring the flat to bear::
Arbitration Spec: ::wrinkling his nose:: Ah... That would explain THAT then....
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 15: last time I saw this much low cutting was at a mini-golf course. (lc/lc 3.5-3)
Sir Barkalot: <bark> er... I am Sir Barkalot, it's a pleasure to meet you....::listening for a name::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 5) A stophit by Conrad fails to catch the low cut from Moyr and its 2.5 all
Moyrloch: That it would. . .
LrdArithon: I am Arithon
GegerVinJace: Could you call it in...?
HOST Game Wisp: Ria Graziano ties. Aienglon, 3.5-3 in 15 rounds.
ChrisGraziano45: Did.
Aienglon: ::exercise in futility, but, it was enjoyable::
Kaja Adair: ::steps around the counter and slides onto a stool, eyes floating to the end of Ria's duel::
Ria Graziano: ::bringing the gladius around, she stops his attack with one of her own::
Moyrloch: ::brings the gauntlet in low to connect with a shin::
Sir Barkalot: A pleasure then Arithon
Arbitration Spec: ::Drops into a right purty stop h it, and gets his shin whacked::
Ria Graziano: ::hops back, saluting with the gladius:: Damn nice, man.
Sir Barkalot: ::draws his knightly sword and bows to Arithon::
Aienglon: ::slides the blade back to it's haven with a slapping hand::
Arbitration Spec: ::Hops backwards cursing a blue streak::
Arbitration Spec: ow ow ow ow ow
Aienglon: It was a good contest at that.
Arbitration Spec: That is GOING to leave a mark
HOST Game Wisp: I'm Thellis. Nice to meetcha. ::blink::
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 12: They stay interested in each other, but that's about as far as it goes.
Ria Graziano: ::turns, saluting Thellis:: Thanks.
HOST Game Riever: Ring Silver: Chris and Jack may enter salute and begin
GegerVinJace: You related to her? ::points at Ria::
HOST Game Wisp: ((whoever IMed me besides Ria, please resend))
Aienglon: ::tips a hand to Wisp, offers Ria a polite nod, then slips from the ring::
Moyrloch: Sorry. . . should I put pads on these?
HOST Game Var: (FDu/SS) 3.5-3 Max
ChrisGraziano45: She my girl. ::to Jack::
LrdArithon: ::readies::
ChrisGraziano45: ::hops into the ring with his ringpost/bat::
HOST Game Collie: ::looks toward C.C.:: Oooo.... pretty talk!!
Moyrloch: ::drops back into a defensive stance::
GegerVinJace: She beat me up once...::grins earnestly::
Arbitration Spec: Nah... I'm fine. ::limping back::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 6) Still tied, 3.5 all as both CC and Moyr thrust
ChrisGraziano45: She's beaten me up a few times too.
Sir Barkalot: ::sniffs at his opponent, hoping that won't be considered rude::
Ria Graziano: ::following him out of the ring::
Sir Barkalot: ::getting ready, his knightly sword at the ready::
Aienglon: ::and retreats all the way out, needing to fend off his hunger::
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku 1: Ari gives Barkalot his distemper shot. (th/lc 1-0 Ari)
Arbitration Spec: ::Darting back in and gets bopped as hebops::
GegerVinJace: ::hops into the ring, stretching his arms out slightly, then brings his sword up in salute:: Stinks, don't it? ::grins::
OnlineHost: Aienglon has left the room.
Moyrloch: ::quickly jabs a fist forward, and gets poked in the process::
ChrisGraziano45: ::snickers:: Yeah.
Sir Barkalot: <yip!>
LrdArithon: ::jabs out and lands a hit::
Arbitration Spec: ::coughs::
Sir Barkalot: ::starts to move in and gets poked::
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 13: Max can't lose. Haven't we seen this before?
Arbitration Spec: ::that feels right... so he coughs again::
HOST Game Var: (HC/FCP) 4.5-3 Max
GegerVinJace: Good luck to at least one of us!
OnlineHost: XxLucianxX has entered the room.
Arbitration Spec: ::sort of whispers:: ow.
Nick0vTyme: ::takes a chance and gets nailed hard::
Nick0vTyme: uggghhhh
ChrisGraziano45: Yeah man, fight good.
HOST Game Riever: Copper 7) Still tied, 4.5 all as they trade Moyr low, CC high
Ria Graziano: So who's next?
XxLucianxX: ::Walks back in, wearing a new and impoved lucky hat::
SportyGirl1018: I must leave now. Farewell all..... :Fades.....:
OnlineHost: SportyGirl1018 has left the room.
Arbitration Spec: ::Swings wildly high and gets hit low::
HOST Game Wisp: Max can't lose? ::eyeing the ring::
Kaja Adair: ::chuckles::
Moyrloch: ::swings in high, and gets nicked low::
Ria Graziano: ::a grin to Kaj::
HOST Game Wisp: Mental note ::Scribbling on the pixie clipboard:: Do not duel Max
Ria Graziano: Yo, dude. ::Lucian:: Let's fight.
Arbitration Spec: ::Sort of falls over backwards in a heap::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 1) Chris takes aim and thrusts as Jack fends it off with a simple lateral
ChrisGraziano45: ::drivs in quick to start this one off::
Arbitration Spec: Look R.J.... Stars....
XxLucianxX: ::nods to Ria:: You're on. why don't you tell on of those guys?
HOST Game Var: He can't lose with how much he pays me, Wisp ::Nods::
HOST Game Collie: ::peeks at Wisp's clipboard::
Moyrloch: ((flip that. . .))
Ria Graziano: Yah. ::turns to Collie:: Lucian an' I wanna fight, please.
XxLucianxX: ::adjusting the cap with a grin, he's feelin Lucky now.::
HOST Game Riever: ok
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku 2: FINALLY IT WORKS. (sl/fdu 1-1)
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 14: Max can't end it in style, however.
HOST Game Collie: I'm no guy, but I've got ya in.
HOST Game Var: (Sl/SH) 4.5-4 Max
GegerVinJace: ::bats his first attack aside, resets, his saber pointed towards his opponent's throat::
Ria Graziano: Thanks.
HOST Game Riever: yup. Moy cut high, CC low
Ria Graziano: ::glancing back to Luc:: We're in.
XxLucianxX: ::nods::
OnlineHost: Elle McBride has entered the room.
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds in, cutting down in a bold slashing attack with his knightly sword::
Nick0vTyme: ::sets himself up to catch the wild swing and it works::
Ria Graziano: Cute hat, dude. Shame it's gonna get cut up.
Kaja Adair: ::chuckles into her glass some more, watching dog and sword::
Ria Graziano: ::grinning to Luc::
XxLucianxX: ::smirks:: I got 7 more back home.
HOST Game Riever: Silver 2) Chris tries a high cut as Jack thrusts under it for the point
Sir Barkalot: <bark bark!>
OnlineHost: Varohl has entered the room.
Ria Graziano: Man, I'm sorry. ::chuckles::
ChrisGraziano45: ::a little too slow on the upchuck there::
XxLucianxX: What till Cas gets a look at it.
Ria Graziano: I usedta fight on Mercs.
XxLucianxX: *wait
Arbitration Spec: upchuck.....
Varohl: ::stumbles in, horribly drunk::
XxLucianxX: Oh yeah?
Moyrloch: ::chuckles to himself::
Ria Graziano: Uh huh. Couplea seasons ago.
HOST Game Riever: Copper 8) C C takes the lead by sidestepping the lat parry of Moyr
XxLucianxX: ::Varhol, drunk? NO way::
Varohl: Alright who of yus wants to fight the fat man?
XxLucianxX: ::nods:: How'd you do that season?
Varohl: Come on, I'll fight all of yas
Kaja Adair: Ah do, big boy. Call it in.
GegerVinJace: ::thrusts in and under his opponent's high cut::
Ria Graziano: Uhh, think I went 3-2.
Arbitration Spec: ::steps over to see the slow on the upcheck fellow, and inadvertantly steps out of the way::
Varohl: Alrighty Kaja
Kaja Adair: ::pointing a finely manicured fingernail in Collie's direction::
Sir Barkalot: ::pads about the ring, ears intently focused on Arithon::
Ria Graziano: Got too busy, couldn't keep doin' it.
HOST Game Collie: Who ya duelin', Kaja?
XxLucianxX: Not bad. Not great, either. I understand. I'm getting my first match for them this week.
Kaja Adair: ::looks to Collie:: Fat drunk dude.
XxLucianxX: Should blow my opponent away.
HOST Game Wisp: Ring Gen-Bu: Ria and Lucian,
Varohl: ::stumbles around::
Ria Graziano: Sweet, ya know who 'gainst?
Kaja Adair: ::aims said fingernail at Varohl::
XxLucianxX: I'm getting all the losing out of my system around here.
Moyrloch: ::brings a fist up defensively, only to have his opponent step away::
XxLucianxX: This guy Fyn.
Ria Graziano: I hear ya.
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku 3: They poke each other (th/th 2-2)
Ria Graziano: Eww. Sucks, man. I'm sorry. ::heading to the ring::
XxLucianxX: ::enters the ring, saluting with his longsword and adjusting his cap one more time:: Duel well.
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds in valiantly, thrusting his knightly sword at Arithon::
Vx Max Blue xV: ::sighs:: I'm gonna end up with more ties than wins and losses combined...
Sir Barkalot: <yip!>
Moyrloch: Man, I know I'm gonna lose this one. . .
HOST Game Var: Ring 13, round 15: Guys... find a nun... kiss a sister, because you two are stuck with a tie.
HOST Game Riever: Silver 3) A simple circ parry wards off Chris' low cut for the adv.
HOST Game Var: (Th/LC) 5.5-5 Nick ties Max in 15 rounds.
Sir Barkalot: ::feeling an answering attack::
HOST Game Wisp: (apologies if I disappear, winamp is trying to kill my computer. will be back ;))
ChrisGraziano45: ::getting toyed with here::
Nick0vTyme: ::thrusts in and makes the tie::
Ria Graziano: ::once in, lifts a hand in salute to Thellis and Lucian:: Skill an' crap, man.
Ria Graziano: ::drawing the gladius and raising it::
Nick0vTyme: ::moving back:: a tie beats a loss, if you ask me.
Nick0vTyme: ::saluting Max and Var and then hops from the ring::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 1: Ria lays the slash to rest again. (hc/sl 1-0 Lucian)
HOST Game Var: ::With a nod to the other hosts present, steps out::
GegerVinJace: ::bats his opponent's low attack away and into the ground::
OnlineHost: HOST Game Var has left the room.
Vx Max Blue xV: ::bows to Nick and Var::
XxLucianxX: ::knocks her squah on the head with the blade::
Sir Barkalot: ::pads back, keeping his sword at the ready::
Vx Max Blue xV: ::exits from the ring::
Varohl: ::stumbles around looking for more alcohol
Ria Graziano: ::brings the gladius up, then before she can land, she's hit and stumbling::
Ria Graziano: Tha sucked.
Moyrloch: ::shakes his head::
XxLucianxX: ::nods:: It did.
Arbitration Spec: (Did I miss a move?)
HOST Game Riever: Copper 9)Conrad takes the win by high cutting
HOST Game Riever: the sidestepping Moyr. Final Conrad defeats
Moyrloch: ::sighs::
HOST Game Riever: Moyr 6-4.5 in 9 rounds.
XxLucianxX: But I know you can do better.
HOST Game Riever: 1
Nick0vTyme: ((AFK FAM))
Arbitration Spec: ::lashing out high as he steps back::
Moyrloch: ::bows to both Nych and C.C.:: Well dueled and well called. . .
Arbitration Spec: ::blinks:: wow!
Ria Graziano: Ya know, huh?
Arbitration Spec: Well dueled! Well called!
Arbitration Spec: Won my first duel!
Ria Graziano: Didn't ya kick my ass last weekend?
HOST Game Riever: Silver 4) Jack cuts high to catch Chris posing in the stop hit. 3-0 Jack leads now
Moyrloch: ::steps out of the ring to plop back down on his couch, the gauntlets disappearing in disgust::
Vx Max Blue xV: Anyone else up for a duel?
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 2: Lucian proceeds to thrust Ria. (th/hc 2-0 him)
XxLucianxX: Broken clocks are right twice a day. ::grins::
XxLucianxX: v
ChrisGraziano45: Gah damn it. ::just getting toyed with::
XxLucianxX: ::lunges in, catching her with a quick strike::
Vx Max Blue xV: Can almost guarentee a tie!
XxLucianxX: But yes, I did.
Arbitration Spec: ::heads for the stairs and then up::
ChrisGraziano45: I'm supposed to win this one!
GegerVinJace: ::from his low parry, whips around with a high cut, catching his opponent::
Ria Graziano: ::stumbling back again, into the ropes::
Moyrloch: Well Max, I guess I could get beat on again. . .
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku 4: Barkalot cuts low and Ari swings high. (lc/hc 3-3)
Moyrloch: Call it in?
Sir Barkalot: ::tail wag and bound forward, sweeping his sword low at Arithon's legs::
Vx Max Blue xV: Sure
GegerVinJace: I'm trying, I'm trying!
Sir Barkalot: <yipe!>
HOST Game Collie: ::looks to Mory:: Next up
Ria Graziano: C'mon, Chris! Kick 'is ass! ::a general encouragement to the ring near hers, turning to eye Lucian::
LrdArithon: ::swipe::
Sir Barkalot: ::pulls his ears down to avoid losing them::
Moyrloch: Thanks, Collie.
OnlineHost: Arbitration Spec has left the room.
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds backward, sword in hand::
Elle McBride: ::decisive steps carrying her down into the arena::
HOST Game Collie: Yer welcome.
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 3: Lucian halves his scoring drive... he's still scoring though. (cp/th 2.5-0 Lucian)
XxLucianxX: ::plants the sword down into the sand, ducking down behind it and blocking the blow::
Ria Graziano: A'ight, stand still.
Ria Graziano: ::lunging for him, gladius leading::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 5) Jack tries a low cut but Chris is all
HOST Game Riever: over it with a fancy little circ parry for the point
ChrisGraziano45: ::pins the reversal with his nice ringpost::
Nick0vTyme: ::steps out for a little bit::
GegerVinJace: ::grins, sees that his opponent is pulling out his tricks now::
OnlineHost: Nick0vTyme has left the room.
GegerVinJace: Wondered when you'd turn it up...::chuckles::
Sir Barkalot: ::pads around the ring, ears alert::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 4: Ria is getting owned... (lc/flp 3.5-0 Lucian)
XxLucianxX: ::flicks it out into her shins, kicking up a little sandsplash in the process::
ChrisGraziano45: You givin' me a workout.
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku 5: Ari dances away from the parry. (fss/cp 4-3 Ari)
Elle McBride: ::rounds to the bar, and before she can raise her hand to snap her fingers, an ale is set before her::
Ria Graziano: ::stumbling, again:: Damnit!
Sir Barkalot: ::brings the knightly sword about in a parry::
Moyrloch: Man, if I don't win this one, I might have to give up my Swordsman belt. . .
Kaja Adair: C'mon Ria! You can do this!
Moyrloch: ::shakes his head and conjures up a drink::
Varohl: ::drinks a beer::
Log Entry: Duel of Swords [Members - 15] 1/17/2003 10:00 PM
OnlineHost: EkthbjIgke has entered the room.
Moyrloch: ::drains it quickly::
Sir Barkalot: ::restrains his native impulse to give chase as Arithon bolts away::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 6) Chris stop hits as Jack lat parrys and neither score
LrdArithon: ::slides away and jabs in riposte::
EkthbjIgke: ::enter E. the crowd goes wild::
Sir Barkalot: ::keeping his guard up::
ChrisGraziano45: ::holds back in a little old stop hit::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 5: The scoring stops when they both swing high. (hc/hc 3.5-0 Lucian)
Elle McBride: ::wry smirk, gaze following the entering E::
XxLucianxX: ::turns his blade back up, weapons clash::
Ria Graziano: ::weapon, meet gladius. A pleasure::
GegerVinJace: ::expecting a completely different move there...grins::
HOST Game Collie: Allrighty... ::waves to Elle:: step up and get yer duels in queue.
Moyrloch: So Max, been dueling long?
EkthbjIgke: ::um...isn't anyone going to go wild? hmph::
OnlineHost: Sunnyjim90 has entered the room.
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku 6: Ari stop hits sir Woofoften for the victory. (sh/th)
HOST Game Wisp: LrdArithon def. Sir Barkalot, 5-3 in 6 rounds.
HOST Game Riever: Ring Silver; Kaja and Varohl may enter slaute and begin
Elle McBride: ::smiles and waves toward Collie::
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds forward in a thrust::
Vx Max Blue xV: On and off for a few years, you?
Moyrloch: ::tries to go wild and fails:: Sorry, E.
Moyrloch: Same here.
Sir Barkalot: <yipe!>
EkthbjIgke: ::hurdles the rail and lands on the floor below, circumventing the stairs::
LrdArithon: ::bows:: Well fought
Varohl: ::stumbles into Silver and salutes Riever and Kaja::
Sir Barkalot: <bark bark!>
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 6: Intermission. (cp/cp 3.5-0 Lucian)
EkthbjIgke: Okay, anyone feel like a duel?
XxLucianxX: ::the longsword rebounds, he tightens his grip and keeps a close eye on Ria::
Sir Barkalot: ::pads back, offering a bow to Arithon::
Kaja Adair: :;grabs her billy club and heads to the ring, all sway and swagger::
XxLucianxX: ::keeping the blade low, waiting for her to make a move..::
Sir Barkalot: Well won, sir, well won indeed
Ria Graziano: ::taking a moment to spin the gladius down::
Moyrloch: Started doing this about 7 years ago, and haven't improved much since. . .
Kaja Adair: ::a curt nod to Nych and to Varohl:: Good fightin', good duelin', y'all.
HOST Game Riever: Ring Brass: Moyr and Max may enter salute and begin
Kaja Adair: ::murmured:: Lawd, please don' let 'im kill me.
Moyrloch: ::steps into the ring and bows to both Max and Nych::
Varohl: ::unslings his 50 pound butcher's cleaver::
LrdArithon: ::steps out and looks around::
LrdArithon: Any to duel a Warlord?
EkthbjIgke: Right here, Ari.
Vx Max Blue xV: ::climbs into the ring and bows to Moyr and Riever::
Moyrloch: Luck and Cunning to ye, lad.
OnlineHost: Sunnyjim90 has left the room.
Moyrloch: ::reaches into the cloak and pulls out. . .::
Sir Barkalot: ::frowns as his opponent steps from the ring without a word::
Elle McBride: ::whistling at the bar::
Sir Barkalot: How rude, sir
LrdArithon: ::nods to E:: Set it up, please?
Kaja Adair: ::honey browns look up at him, and she poises to move at the first sight of a swing::
LrdArithon: ((He bowed and said well fought :D))
Vx Max Blue xV: ::lifts his kama from their sheathes and settles into his stance::
LrdArithon: ::looks back at Barkalot::
EkthbjIgke: Alright. ::goes to do so::
Varohl: ::flexes::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 7) Jack thrusts over Chris' low cut making it 4-1
Varohl: ::belches::
Ria Graziano: A'ight man. Stand still.
ChrisGraziano45: ::gets schooled::
Sir Barkalot: ((::rewinds having missed that::))
OnlineHost: TeIIius has entered the room.
Moyrloch: ::a pair of bucklers with blades on the edges:: Hoo boy. . .this isn't good. . .
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 7: Ria laterals her way onto the scoreboard... could Lucian not be so lucky after all? (th/lp 3.5-0.5 him)
ChrisGraziano45: There goes the streak. Damn.
GegerVinJace: ::extends beyond his opponent's low cut, catching his opponent::
Kaja Adair: ::wrinkles her nose at the belch:: Oh mah F'in grandmothah....
XxLucianxX: <w> Boo. ::feints a thrust.. and then thrusts into the waiting parry::
Sir Barkalot: ::salutes Wisp in turn, uncertain how to address it::
Sir Barkalot: I thank you, er...sir Wisp
Ria Graziano: ::quickly reversing, to send the thrust away and get on the board::
Elle McBride: Evenin', Lord Falessen. ::flashing a smile toward Ari::
GegerVinJace: ::grimaces:: At least you WIN sometimes...
Sir Barkalot: ::sheathes his knightly sword and steps from the ring::
XxLucianxX: That's more like it.
EkthbjIgke: ::returns:: Alright, Ari, called it is.
Ria Graziano: Wha's more like it?
TeIIius: ::steps in::
XxLucianxX: You showed up. ::winks::
Ria Graziano: Screw off. ::said with a grin, though::
Moyrloch: ::puts the bucklers on his forearms:: Not good at all. . .
LrdArithon: ::smiles:: Thank you
Vx Max Blue xV: Now lets try and have someone win this one, 'kay?
HOST Game Riever: Silver 1) Kaja' circ parry is a tad low to deny Varohl's high cut
TeIIius: ::looks around as the makes for the bar::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 8: She swings over the parry for another point. (cp/hc 3.5-1.5 Lucian)
Moyrloch: Well, I haven't had much luck tonight, so. . .
Sir Barkalot: ::moves to the bar, ordering a bowl of water::
Kaja Adair: ::flows into the low defense, only to get tagged by the cleaver and sent to a knee unceremoniously::
Ria Graziano: ::the blade moving out suddenly, and toward his shoulder, aiming to hit with the flat::
HOST Game Riever: Brass 1) Moyr circ parrys as Max turns a lat
Sir Barkalot: ::panting a little from the exertion of the duel::
Varohl: ::swings the cleavers around::
Moyrloch: ::tilts his head to the side as a new tune enters his head:: Man. . .
XxLucianxX: ::gets whacked on the shoulder..:: Ouch.. hmph.. at least my hat's OK.. ::adjusts it::
Kaja Adair: ::gets back to her feet with a grunt, not being quick enough to evade::
Ria Graziano: Only cuz I left it alone.
Ria Graziano: I won't be so nice, next time.
XxLucianxX: Thanks. ::grins::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu 9: Dual thrustage. (th/th 4.5-2.5 Lucian)
XxLucianxX: ::lunges in and lands another quick one::
Ria Graziano: ::attacking once more, she lands a light strike but grunts, falling back at the return::
OnlineHost: Deluthan has entered the room.
TeIIius: So... who wants to fight?
HOST Game Riever: Copper 8) Chris whacks the sidestepping Jack with a high cut making it 4-2
Ria Graziano: Nice.
OnlineHost: Deluthan has left the room.
XxLucianxX: ::noddng, rubbing his side for a moment..::
ChrisGraziano45: ::reverses his attack to whack into him::
Sir Barkalot: ::turns to look back at the duels::
Moyrloch: ::falling back into a defensive stance:: Y'know, there's something to be said for not being flirted with. . . ever. . .::chuckles::
Moyrloch: Keeps my mind on the more important things. . .
HOST Game Wisp: ring Sei-Ryu: E and Ari.
GegerVinJace: Agggh! ::hates getting his shins hit::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 2) Kaja and Varohl thrust and take it to 2-1 Varohl
HOST Game Collie: ::refills Nych's ale::
HOST Game Wisp: Gen-Bu: Lucian karves his initials on Ria with an elektrik toothbrush. (lc/du)
Elle McBride: (afk)
XxLucianxX: ::finishes this one off with a quick low strike, just touching her with the blade::
HOST Game Wisp: XxLucianxX def. Ria Graziano, 5.5-2.5 in 10 rounds.
LrdArithon: ::stands and heads to the ring::
EkthbjIgke: ::into the Dragon's Ring he goes::
Kaja Adair: ::steps in with the belly blast and connects, but not without repercussion::
OnlineHost: PaddFoot has entered the room.
XxLucianxX: Mmm.. lucky hat. ::grins as he salutes Ria:: Good match.
Varohl: ::scratches himself::
Ria Graziano: ::ducking, but into the attack, and she stumbles away:: Damn. Nice.
Ria Graziano: ::saluting Luc, then Wisp:: Thanks, y'all.
HOST Game Riever: Copper 9) Chris drops low and fancy ducking
HOST Game Riever: into the path of the duel winning thrust of Jack,
HOST Game Riever: Final Jack defeats Chris 5-2 in 9 rounds.
Ria Graziano: ::steps from the ring, looking to Chris' fight:: Ow.
EkthbjIgke: ::a bow to Ari and Wisp, then he draws Justasword::
ChrisGraziano45: Gah, damn. Nice win. ::hopping back to his feet:: Thanks, Nych.
HOST Game Riever: no worries Chris
ChrisGraziano45: ::hops out of the ring, groaning:: I was so close..
Ria Graziano: Nice try, sweetheart. ::Chris, nodding::
Ria Graziano: It's coo'. Jus' take a break an' tomorrow we'll get back in.
HOST Game Collie: ::smiles thoughtfully as she hears Ria::
Ria Graziano: Ya slump's over. ::nodding firmly::
HOST Game Riever: Brass 2) Myr stop hits as Max lat parrys and no one scores
TeIIius: ::gets himself an ale::
XxLucianxX: ::exiting the ring, he looks around for open duelists::
Moyrloch: Sheesh. . .
Xerzes M: Someone duel me.
TeIIius: I will
ChrisGraziano45: I wanna get this tonight.
GegerVinJace: Good fight!
Moyrloch: ((wait, he lat parried twice?))
TeIIius: ::looking to Xerzes::
GegerVinJace: ::to the judge:: Well called!
Ria Graziano: Ah, a'ight.
Xerzes M: ::points couchward::
HOST Game Collie: NExt up.. ::to Xerzes::
Vx Max Blue xV: (( I cp'd))
HOST Game Riever: ( (it was a CP my bad))
GegerVinJace: ::hops out::
OnlineHost: HOST Game Fish has entered the room.
Moyrloch: ((Ok, that's better))
Ria Graziano: Should I get another in? If I lose, I drop from Swordswitch.
ChrisGraziano45: Well.. maybe I am done.
Vx Max Blue xV: ::sigh:: I can see my third straight tie comming...
ChrisGraziano45: I dunno, gah!
GegerVinJace: ::takes a seat ringside with a much needed breather::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 3) Kaja slashes the daylights out of Varohls circ parry and its 2 all
TeIIius: She's good ::indicates Collie::
Ria Graziano: ::snicker::
ChrisGraziano45: You should.. you gotta go up.
Ria Graziano: Me either.
Ria Graziano: Go, Kaj!!
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 1: Cuts for all, Ari's high and E's low. (lc/hc 1-1)
HOST Game Fish: ::saunters in 'n heads to the couch:: evenin' all
LrdArithon: ::lands a cut high::
Elle McBride: ::slips toward the locker rooms for a few minutes::
Ria Graziano: I should stop?
OnlineHost: Elle McBride has left the room.
HOST Game Collie: ::jots a note and looks to Tellius:: Practice. ::winks::
ChrisGraziano45: Keep goin'.
GegerVinJace: Sorry 'bout that Chris...
EkthbjIgke: ::lands a cut low::
Kaja Adair: ::rears back, the muscles in her back and arms flexing as she pulverizes the defense::
TeIIius: ::grins::
Moyrloch: ::braces for another attack that doesn't appear::
Ria Graziano: Oh. Hrm.
HOST Game Collie: ::slides the note to Fish::
Ria Graziano: A'ight.
Sir Barkalot: ::looks to Lucian:: I say, I will offer a duel, sir, if you are willing
HOST Game Riever: Brass 3) A lat parry from Max fends off the Moyr thrust for the advantage
Ria Graziano: Find a fight, then I will.
EkthbjIgke: ::you won't find action like this just anywhere, ladies and gentlemen!::
GegerVinJace: ::shrugs:: You can rematch me anytime, though! I just got lucky...
ChrisGraziano45: Someone fight me!
XxLucianxX: ::nodding:: Let's go.
LrdArithon: ::shush now!::
Moyrloch: Ahh. . . a parrying gent. . .hmmm. . .
HOST Game Fish: ::watches the note slide past him on his way to the couch::
EkthbjIgke: ::gomen::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 2: It takes two to tango... (fss/fss 1-1)
HOST Game Riever: Silver 4) Kaja thrusts over Varohls' low cut to take the 3-2 lead
XxLucianxX: Who's taking requests, these days?
Vx Max Blue xV: ::sticks out the kama keeping the bucklers from getting too close::
HOST Game Collie: ::sets Fish's ale near him::
OnlineHost: Lus Marcine has entered the room.
Kaja Adair: ::follows up with the violence, stepping in with the thrust::
HOST Game Collie: Over here, Lucian.
XxLucianxX: Name's Lucian, by the way. ::to Sir B::
Sir Barkalot: ::points to the good lady:: I believe she does
OnlineHost: Lus Marcine has left the room.
PaddFoot: ::the little elf walks in with a bit of a limp::
Varohl: ::rubs his stomach::
ChrisGraziano45: I wanna duel!
Moyrloch: ::tilts his head:: Ah, here's a good song to dance to. . .
Sir Barkalot: A pleasure to meet you, I am <bark> ...ahem... Sir Barkalot
HOST Game Riever: Brass 4) Max cuts low and meets a timely circ parry making it .5 all
LrdArithon: ::dances around a bit::
HOST Game Fish: ::sets on the couch 'n takes the ale:: thank ya lass
XxLucianxX: ::whispers to Collie, pointnig to Sir Barkalot::
Ria Graziano: Someone fight Chris!
Moyrloch: ::blocks low and draws sparks::
Kaja Adair: ::steps back, panting slightly, brow furrowed, worrying that she's not fatiguing the big guy at all::
XxLucianxX: ::chuckles to his soon to be opponent:: A pleasure.
Sir Barkalot: ::scratches his ear::
Varohl: ::starts to swing his cleaver around randomly loosening his arm::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 3: Ari cuts again, catching E in the wrong defense. (hc/cp 2-1 Ari)
HOST Game Riever: Silver 5) Varohl cuts high as Kaja whips out a lat parry to deny it. 3.5-2 Kaja leads
HOST Game Fish: ::finishes most of the ale 'n reaches for the note::
HOST Game Collie: ((Folks, please remember, only one of the dueling pair need send the request and if it's noted on screen, you're already in queue. Thanks. :) ))
Kaja Adair: ::lofts the high defense, jarring her shoulder as she deflects the cleaver::
LrdArithon: ::lashes out with an overhand cut::
EkthbjIgke: ::parries low, only to be struck high. that wasn't quite supposed to happen::
PaddFoot: Any to fight a grandmaster?
Ria Graziano: Yah, Kaj! Tha's it!
ChrisGraziano45: I got you. ::to Mal::
HOST Game Riever: Brass 5) no score in this one as Moyr and Max cut high for naught
XxLucianxX: ::takes off his new cap and examines it happily, ears attentive for his call..::
Varohl: ::steps back and starts to drink from a flask::
Log Entry: Duel of Swords [Members - 18] 1/17/2003 10:15 PM
PaddFoot: Ok set it up
TeIIius: ::sips his ale::
ChrisGraziano45: Got it, Collie?
HOST Game Collie: Mal? Who?
HOST Game Collie: Aye, Chris
Moyrloch: ::brings the other fist up high to draw more sparks::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 4: E gives Ari a taste of what it's like to be cut. (lc/fss 2-2)
ChrisGraziano45: Thanks.
Ria Graziano: A'ight, someone fight me!
HOST Game Fish: ::sets his ale aside 'n clears his throat:: xeres and tellius, enter TROUT, salute 'n begin. honor 'n skill to you both
ChrisGraziano45: Someone fight Ria!!
HOST Game Riever: Silver 6) Kaja turns a fancy circ to deny the Varohl thrust 4.5-2 she leads
LrdArithon: ::steps right into the cut::
Ria Graziano: Oh hell yah, Kaja!
Ria Graziano: She's doin' good, Chris!
Kaja Adair: ::puts some special sauce on the parry, denying the cleaver again::
Xerzes M: ::scratches his head::
HOST Game Collie: ::slides Wisp a note::
EkthbjIgke: ::trips him::
ChrisGraziano45: Word.
HOST Game Wisp: ::gets noted::
HOST Game Riever: Brass 6) Moyr slashes Max's circ parry to ribbons for the 1.5-.5 lead
GegerVinJace: Anyone up for a fight? ::grins::
HOST Game Wisp: Lucian and sir Barkalot, ring Byak-Ko.
Sir Barkalot: ::pads to the ring::
Ria Graziano: I'll jus' fight tha Var guy when he like, gets done.
Moyrloch: ::chuckles to himself:: I can't believe that worked. . .
ChrisGraziano45: There you go. Avenge my loss!
ChrisGraziano45: Fight Jack.
Sir Barkalot: ::drawing his knightly sword once more::
Ria Graziano: Jack who?
GegerVinJace: Eh...
GegerVinJace: Wait...
ChrisGraziano45: ::ponits at Geger::
Ria Graziano: ::looking around::
Ria Graziano: Yo, Jack. Wanna fight?
XxLucianxX: ::enters the ring and salutes with his longsword:: Duel well, sir.
Sir Barkalot: ::bows to Lucian:: <bark bark>
Sir Barkalot: You as well, good sir
GegerVinJace: ...okay...
Ria Graziano: Sweet. Collie, Jack an' I?
GegerVinJace: ::mouths to Chris "she's gonna kill me!"::
XxLucianxX: ::just.. shakes his head at the barking, and mutters-::aptly named..
ChrisGraziano45: ::snickers::
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 1: Not wasting any time. (th/th 1-1)
HOST Game Collie: Second, Ria
XxLucianxX: ::moves in without hesitation, poking::
Ria Graziano: Grazie.
GegerVinJace: ::stands up, stretching out slightly::
Moyrloch: ::continues chuckling to himself::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 5: I get the feeling these two are gradually escalating. (th/hc 3-2 Ari)
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds in eagerly, thrusting with his knightly sword::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 7) Kaja finishes this one by thrusting
HOST Game Collie: Prego
HOST Game Riever: over Varohl's low cut. Final Kaja defeats Varohl
HOST Game Riever: 5.5-2 in 7 rounds.
Sir Barkalot: <yip!>
ChrisGraziano45: Nice, Kaj.
Sir Barkalot: ::and bounding back just as quickly as they trade blows::
Kaja Adair: ::steps in with the jab again, dancing back quickly::
XxLucianxX: ::grunts and pulls back as he is struck in return..::
Varohl: ::decides that he needs a smaller weapon::
LrdArithon: ::jabs the ribs again::
EkthbjIgke: ::swings high, but is pinned by his attack::
HOST Game Fish: ::looks up:: xeres.. now if you 'n tellius don't want ta duel, just tell me
Varohl: ::or he needs to be less drunk::
Kaja Adair: Good fightin', good callin', y'all.
Ria Graziano: (( afk one sec ))
HOST Game Riever: Brass 7) Max slashes and misses the fancy stepping Moyr 2.5-.5 Moyr leads
HOST Game Wisp: ring Su-Zaku: Chris and Malhavoc.
Varohl: ::stumbles out of the ring::
Kaja Adair: ::steps out of the ring and back to the bar, smiling at Chris:: Thanks, dear...
Moyrloch: ::dances to the side deftly::
Varohl: Alright, who wants to beat the fat man?
Sir Barkalot: ::ears alert, pads about the ring::
TeIIius: ::blinks now::
HOST Game Collie: ::slides Fish another note::
Varohl: free wins from the drunken fat guy
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 6: E gets k4rv3d. (lc/du 4-2 Ari)
Ria Graziano: Damn nice, Kaj.
Varohl: ::stumbles around hollering at people::
Xerzes M: ::mutters, heading to the ring:: Bloody speak up then, KF.
LrdArithon: ::lashes out a low backhand cut::
EkthbjIgke: ::yeah. carved is what he gets::
HOST Game Riever: Brass 8) No score in this one as Moyr and Max cut low in unison
Xerzes M: ::cow staff coming to hand, he bows toward Telli::
HOST Game Fish: bloody listen
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 2: They continue to think alike. (lc/lc 1-1)
ChrisGraziano45: ::hops into the ring::
Sir Barkalot: ::wags his tail once before lunging in, cutting low with his sword::
Kaja Adair: Thanks, Ri... Ah figgered ah should carry mah weight now.
Xerzes M: Feh.
Kaja Adair: ::chuckles::
XxLucianxX: ::swipes out low catching, blade on blade::
Ria Graziano: Heh, I gotta start doin' tha.
Sir Barkalot: ::feeling the sting as their blades clash::
TeIIius: :draws his blades and salutes to each once in the ring::
Moyrloch: ::drawing sparks again. . .
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds back quickly::
Moyrloch: ::
Kaja Adair: Bah. Ya carry tha team.
Kaja Adair: Ya bettah get 'im before someone else does, tho'.
Ria Graziano: Naw, I got a fight.
HOST Game Riever: Brass 9) Max reverses and cuts high as Moyr fends it off with a lat for the advantage
Kaja Adair: ;;blinks:: Wi' who?
Varohl: ::stumbles around drinking::
Ria Graziano: ::glances to Jack, then points him out for Kaj::
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 7: Ari outparries E but we stopped giving style-points. (flp/lp 4-2 Ari)
GegerVinJace: ::grimaces, raises hand sheepishly::
Moyrloch: ::plinks the kama away::
HOST Game Collie: Allrighty...
LrdArithon: ::does the parry thing::
EkthbjIgke: ::parries, only to see his opponent do so as well::
LrdArithon: Solid parry, E
Kaja Adair: ::nods:: Ah... cool guy... at least 'e seems so from way o'er 'ere.
Ria Graziano: ::leans over, murmuring to Kaj:: Issit jus' me or he seem kinda scared?
HOST Game Collie: Queue is currently empty, folks.
GegerVinJace: ::points to himself, gestures with his finger across his throat::
Varohl: Anyone want to fight the fat man?
Ria Graziano: ::not seeing the gesture::
Kaja Adair: Yeah, a li'l punkish... but wouldn't you be if'n ya fought Chris an' tha' tree 'e's got?
HOST Game Fish: TROUT round 1 - tellius wastes no time pokin' over xeres' low cut 'n it's 1-0
Moyrloch: ::chuckles to himself::
EkthbjIgke: Yeah, well, it didn't accomplish much.
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku 1: Chris scores with the thrust first. (th/lc 1-0 him)
Varohl: ::trips and falls over some chairs::
HOST Game Riever: Brass 10) the thrusting Moyr misses the sidestepping Max making it 3-1 Moyr
HOST Game Fish: ria and geger, enter CRAPPIE, salute 'n begin. honor 'n skill to you both
Moyrloch: Man, I so can't get cocky in this one. . .
ChrisGraziano45: ::lunges in quick like to take the first point::
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 3: Lucian parries the dawg's reversal. (lp/hc 1.5-1 Lucian)
Ria Graziano: Ehh, I dunno. His post ain't tha bad. An' he's winnin'. So it makes me happy.
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds in again, boldly cutting high with his knightly sword::
XxLucianxX: ::deflects the blade forcefully::
GegerVinJace: ::whispers:: enter what...?
TeIIius: ::moves in quickly and scoring over the low attempt::
Kaja Adair: You can say tha' again.
Ria Graziano: A'ight, I'll be back. Nice win.
Kaja Adair: Go git 'im, girl.
XxLucianxX: Can't let you hit the hat, good Sir.
Ria Graziano: ::heading to the ring::
Sir Barkalot: <bark bark>
Moyrloch: I don't have a whole lot of room to maneuver, here. . .this is do or die, so to speak. . .
HOST Game Wisp: Sei-Ryu 8: A triumphal thrust for Ari. (th/lc)
HOST Game Wisp: LrdArithon def. EkthbjIgke, 5-2 in 8 rounds.
Kaja Adair: ((afk))
LrdArithon: ::smoothly extends into the winning thrust::
Sir Barkalot: I say, good show, sir!
LrdArithon: ::bows:: Well fought
EkthbjIgke: ::and he's promptly shut down::
Sir Barkalot: ::pads back, resuming his guard::
Ria Graziano: ::once inside, she salutes Fish and then Jack:: Skill an' crap. ::drawing the gladius, she raises it::
Moyrloch: ::sighs heavily::
Sir Barkalot: ::ready for the next echange::
GegerVinJace: ::grimaces, hops up into Crappie, brings his saber up in salute::
HOST Game Riever: Brass 11) Moyr cuts high and scores over Max's circ parry and its 4-1
EkthbjIgke: Thank you. And to you. ::sheathes Justasword and bows to each of them, then exits the ring::
GegerVinJace: Let's hope at least one of us wins...!
LrdArithon: ::bows to the wisp and takes his leave::
OnlineHost: LrdArithon has left the room.
XxLucianxX: ::blade held level, Lucian tenses and waits to see what his opponent's got..::
HOST Game Collie: If ya tie, ya dinnae lose.
Ria Graziano: Yah, onna me will.
Ria Graziano: ::grinning, she begins to move::
Varohl: ::wonders if anyone will be available to fight::
Moyrloch: ::throws a fist in high to connect::
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku 2: Mal calmly walks around the fanciest of parries. (flp/ss 1-0.5 Chris)
ChrisGraziano45: ::twists a little old parry around::
GegerVinJace: ::stands ready::
PaddFoot: ::gets bored and goes for a walk
Ria Graziano: I don't scare ya, do I Jack?
PaddFoot: ::
GegerVinJace: I'll let you know when you start hurting me...
HOST Game Riever: Brass 12) Moyr lays a perfect stop hit to the
HOST Game Riever: thrust of Max and the win is his. Final Moyr
HOST Game Riever: defeats Max 5-1 in 12 rounds.
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 4: Lucian and Barkydude continue attempting to hobble each other. (lc/lc 1.5-1 Lucian)(
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds in, still full of energy, cutting low at Lucian's leg::
Ria Graziano: Who says I'ma hurt ya?
Vx Max Blue xV: ::sighs:: So predictable
GegerVinJace: Your gladius...?
Sir Barkalot: ::finds his knightly sword again stinging with a collision against Lucian's blade::
Moyrloch: ::smiles wearily and bows to both Nych and Max:: Well dueled and well called.
Ria Graziano: Uhh, thankfully it don
XxLucianxX: ::Sees that he's got a couple of legs, so decides to slice towards them::
Sir Barkalot: <yip>
Ria Graziano: (don't) talk.
Moyrloch: ::walks out of the ring to sit down on his couch, the bucklers fading out::
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds back, tail wagging for a moment::
HOST Game Riever: ::nods:: good fight gents
XxLucianxX: ::flexes his hand a moment, adjusting his grip::
Varohl: ::starts to pump beer from the keg in the corner...into his mouth::
HOST Game Collie: ::eyeing the barking knight::
XxLucianxX: Not bad.
HOST Game Fish: TROUT -2- xeres deciedes to try one of those thrusts 'n finds it does quite well against slashes 'n it's 1-1
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku 3: Chris lobs one over the stop hit to put distance back in the score. (hc/sh 2-0.5 Chris)
HOST Game Fish: CRAPPIE -1- a round of parries for ria 'n jack as one goes high 'n the other low
Xerzes M: ::lunge, staff-thurst, thump::
ChrisGraziano45: ::puts some distance between himself and Mal::
TeIIius: ::thumped::
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 5: Attack of thrustwariness. I mean jibblies. (sh/ss 1.5-1 Lucian)
Ria Graziano: ::bringing the gladius down, protectively::
GegerVinJace: ::misinterprets her first move, stands there kinda foolishly::
XxLucianxX: ::the MRC cap gleams.. ah forget it, he just sits back for a breather::
Sir Barkalot: ::regains his knightly demeanor, padding around looking for a way at his opponent::
Moyrloch: ::thinks for a moment, then gets back up:: Well all, I must be off. ::waves to all he knows::
HOST Game Collie: Night Mory!
HOST Game Collie: ::Moyr::
EkthbjIgke: Anyone else want a duel?
Varohl: Me
Ria Graziano: Oh yah. I'm fightin' fo' Chris, avengin' him an' defendin' his honor, blah blah blah.
Moyrloch: G'night, Collie! And don't worry, I answer to that too. . .
Varohl: need fight
Varohl: to sober up
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku 4: Chris's thrust strikes Malhavoc under the high cut. (th/hc 3-0.5 chris)
HOST Game Collie: ::smiles:: Allrighty..
ChrisGraziano45: ::drops down and lashes out some more::
Moyrloch: ::walks slowly up the stairs to the door, as sparks start to appear around him::
Sir Barkalot: ::pants a little as he warms up with the duel::
Moyrloch: ::fades into the sparks and is gone::
Varohl: E you want to fight the fat man?
OnlineHost: Moyrloch has left the room.
Sir Barkalot: ::keeps his knightly sword at the ready::
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko: Barkalot swings high over Lucian's poor choice of parry. (hc/cp 2-1.5 Bark)
Vx Max Blue xV: ::looks around:: Anyone else up for a duel?
EkthbjIgke: Uh...would that be you?
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds in, boldly swinging high::
XxLucianxX: ::turns another quick defense, too low to be effective:::
Varohl: yes yes
Varohl: ::rubs his belly::
EkthbjIgke: Sure.
Sir Barkalot: <bark bark!>
HOST Game Collie: E? Next up
HOST Game Fish: TROUT -3- tellius' high cut comes around hard 'n finds one from xeres comin' 'round just as hard
HOST Game Fish: CRAPPIE -2- jack's thrust would have been terrific had it not been for ria's stop hit 'n it's 1-0
Varohl: ::his belly is so big, it rubs back::
Kaja Adair: ((bak)
XxLucianxX: ::turns, taking the blow in the shoulder to protect the cap:: Hey, that wasn't nice at all..
Xerzes M: ::staff comes up, and meets a longsword to no particular effect:: Feh.
XxLucianxX: ::rubs his aching shoulder::
Ria Graziano: ::pulls back, trying to lure him into the trap. When he comes in, she turns it back, then strikes for the wrist::
TeIIius: ::That makes kinda a thwack sound as the blade hits the wood::
GegerVinJace: ::again midjudges Ria's movements:: Eeek!
EkthbjIgke: ::nods to Collie::
Sir Barkalot: ::pant pant::
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HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 7: Swing anna miss for both. (sh/sh 2-1.5 Bark)
Ria Graziano: Ya eek like a girl, dude. ::kiddingly, a grin to show that::
Sir Barkalot: ::stands ready::
GegerVinJace: ::grins:: I've nothing to say to that...
XxLucianxX: ::thinks this one over for a round::
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku 5: Swing and a miss for one... Chris got away. (fss/sl 4-0.5 him)
Ria Graziano: No? ::snickering::
Kaja Adair: ::rises, putting the billy club back in her knapsack:: G'night, y'all...
OnlineHost: Kaja Adair has left the room.
ChrisGraziano45: ::saves his hide::
Sir Barkalot: I say, good sir, I didn't harm you did I? ::pant pant::
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 8: Lucian parries again and catches a thrust. (cp/th 2-2)
XxLucianxX: ::another timely block ties this one right up:: Oh no, Ill be just fine.
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds in, thrusting with his knightly sword::
HOST Game Fish: TROUT -4- tellius stands bold with a stop hit. at least until xeres' low cut swoops in 'n it's 2-1
HOST Game Fish: CRAPPIE -3- ria 'n jack decide to cut at each other. one high 'n the other low 'n it's 2-1
Xerzes M: ::staff swung low, Telli gets hurt::
OnlineHost: TeIIius has left the room.
Ria Graziano: ::bringing the gladius up now, she sends it out for a light strike to the shoulder with the flat, stumbling over the lower return::
GegerVinJace: ::wheels around, smacks Ria with the flat of his blade across her shins::
Ria Graziano: Ugh. Nice.
Vx Max Blue xV: Someone duel me!
HOST Game Riever: Ring Copper: Varohl and E may enter salute and begin
GegerVinJace: ::gets his across his shoulder, grimaces::
Varohl: ::huffs and puffs into Copper::
Varohl: ::salutes Riever::
EkthbjIgke: ::heads into Copper, followed by a bow to his opponent and caller, then draws Justasword::
Sir Barkalot: ::pant pant::
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku 6: Malhavoc opens up a singularity with that parry. (th/fcp 4-1.5 Chris)
Varohl: ::suddenly realizes he is horribly drunk::
Ria Graziano: Ya ain't so bad.
ChrisGraziano45: ::drives into the waiting trap::
Sir Barkalot: ::pads about the ring::
Ria Graziano: Got a rank?
Sir Barkalot: ::keeping his sword ever at the ready::
Varohl: ::also realizes he lost his cleaver::
Varohl: ::pulls out a dull butter knife::
PaddFoot: ::saves his hide this time::
Varohl: This will work fine
GegerVinJace: Eh...sub-sub-commoner...?
HOST Game Collie: ::does a double take at the butter knife::
Ria Graziano: Dude, ya name's really Lucian?
EkthbjIgke: ::blinks::
EkthbjIgke: Um...you're fighting with that?
OnlineHost: TeIIius has entered the room.
Varohl: ::licks some stale butter off it::
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 9: This time Lucian's cutting around the wrong parry. (lc/lp 3-2 Luc)
HOST Game Riever: Copper 1) the dull knife and the sword meet in dual high cuts and neither score
XxLucianxX: ::catches him in the shins this time, leaving just a little scratch::
Sir Barkalot: ::wards high with a parry::
Sir Barkalot: <yipe!>
XxLucianxX: ::takes time out to look over at Ria:: Hmm?
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds back as he gets scored upon::
Ria Graziano: ::not noticing the look, intent on Jack::
OnlineHost: TonyGraziano13 has entered the room.
Sir Barkalot: <whimper>
GegerVinJace: ::confused as Ria's talking with ANOTHER fighter...?::
HOST Game Wisp: Su-Zaku: Chris rebounds to clothesline Mal. (hc/fss)
HOST Game Wisp: ChrisGraziano45 def. PaddFoot, 5-1.5 in 7 rounds.
EkthbjIgke: ::he sheathes Justasword and fights with it like that::
Sir Barkalot: I say, old chap, good hit!
TonyGraziano13: ::in he goes::
XxLucianxX: ::confusion abounds::
ChrisGraziano45: ::clotheslines Mal to end this one::
Sir Barkalot: ::brings his sword back into readiness::
ChrisGraziano45: Nice fighitn'. Thanks, Wisp.
ChrisGraziano45: ::hops out of the ring::
PaddFoot: cripes
HOST Game Fish: TROUT -5- xeres' staff swings high 'n wide over tellius (HC/FDK) 'n it's 2-2
HOST Game Fish: CRAPPIE -4- jack finds that thrusts work well against slashes also 'n it's 2-2
XxLucianxX: ::winks to his opponent:: You're skilled.
Ria Graziano: ::shakes her head, seeing his look:: Nevermind. Was a joke.
Xerzes M: ::staff up high, no Tellius to hit::
EkthbjIgke: There. It's only fair.
PaddFoot: i have bee dueling like crap latly
TeIIius: ::drops under the attack and gets to score on the legs::
XxLucianxX: Oh. A joke, right. Riiiight.
XxLucianxX: Hmph.
PaddFoot: been*
HOST Game Collie: ::quietly observing the crowd::
ChrisGraziano45: Who's gonna be my last victim?
Varohl: ::takes a biscuit out of his pocket and starts to cut it with his butter knife::
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 10: Lucian thrusts and catches Barkalot playing dead. (th/du 4-2 Lucian)
Ria Graziano: ::bringing the gladius higher, she sends it down... and gets thrusted for her efforts::
XxLucianxX: ::moves in once more, gaining a little more ground on his way to the elusive W::
GegerVinJace: ::doesn't actually stab, but makes an unsightly hold in her shirt at the shoulder::
Ria Graziano: Damn, nice again.
XxLucianxX: ::knights him::
XxLucianxX: I dub thee..
PaddFoot: Any to duel this loser?
XxLucianxX: Sir Victim number two. ::winks::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 2) E sidesteps the Varohl thrust for the advantage
Sir Barkalot: ::drops to three legs for a moment, and gets poked::
TonyGraziano13: Aight, who wanna play?
Sir Barkalot: <yipe!>
Sir Barkalot: <bark bark!>
HOST Game Collie: Mal... duel Tony.
Sir Barkalot: Er ahem...
HOST Game Collie: ::grins::
EkthbjIgke: ::steps around the awesome wrath of Biscuit Cutter::
Sir Barkalot: Good show! Good shot once more, sir!
Sir Barkalot: ::getting back to two legs::
Varohl: ::resumes cutting his biscuit::
XxLucianxX: ::nodding..:: I'm not counting you out yet, Sir Barkalot.. you've got.. skillz. ::grins::
Varohl: ::it's a really stale biscuit::
PaddFoot: Tony, duel?
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 11: Lucian inches closer. (lp/th 4.5-2 him)
XxLucianxX: ::turns aside yet another attack::
Sir Barkalot: I think you for the compliment, good sir, you are most kind
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds in, giving it his best try, lunging with a bold thrust::
XxLucianxX: ::his defenses keen, the strike is turned aside::
TonyGraziano13: ::looks to him:: Naw, no pre-game showin tonight, man.
HOST Game Collie: Mal, ye dueled Varohl? ::a gesture toward the gent::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 3) E cuts low and meets a timely circ
HOST Game Riever: parry and the match is tied at half a point each
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds back, panting as the duel grows longer::
HOST Game Fish: TROUT -6- a round of parries for these two as they both swing one low
HOST Game Fish: CRAPPIE -5- once again, ria 'n jack trade cuts 'n it's 3-3
EkthbjIgke: ::pinned::
EkthbjIgke: Nicely done.
Ria Graziano: ::bringing the gladius low, she's landing a very light strike::
Varohl: ::knocks away his sheathed sword with his butter knife::
Xerzes M: ::parries oncoming draft::
TeIIius: ::plays along::
GegerVinJace: ::from the thrust, spins around and lightly thwaps Ria on her shoulder, then feels a return on his legs::
HOST Game Wisp: Byak-Ko 12: Lucian wins with Barkalot biting at his ankles. (hc/lc)
HOST Game Wisp: XxLucianxX def. Sir Barkalot, 5.5-3 in 12 rounds.
XxLucianxX: ::brings the blade an inch from Sir B's face, grinning:: Gotcha.
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds forward a final time, cutting low with his knightly sword::
Vx Max Blue xV: Anyone wanna duel some?
HOST Game Collie: ::shakes her head:: Ne'er mind... when I saw 'im eatin' I thought 'e was done in the ring.
Sir Barkalot: <yip>
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds back::
OnlineHost: Squall4111 has entered the room.
Varohl: ::still cutting his biscuit::
Sir Barkalot: ::tail wagging slightly::
Ria Graziano: ::rolling her shoulder:: Bah.
XxLucianxX: ::salutes, after looking appropriately in pain from the return cut:: Good duel.
EkthbjIgke: ::big damn biscuit::
Varohl: ::suddenly realizes that its not a biscuit at all, but a rock::
Sir Barkalot: I think you, sir, for a marvelous duel. You are a most worthy opponent
HOST Game Riever: Copper 4) E cuts high to score over Varohl's stop hit
PaddFoot: Any to duel
HOST Game Collie: ::looks to Max:: Mal... ::gesture to PaddFoot:: and Tony are open.
Sir Barkalot: ::bowing to him::
XxLucianxX: ::nodding:: Any time.
XxLucianxX: You've got all kinds of potential. And great manners.
Sir Barkalot: ::salutes Sir Wisp once more::
GegerVinJace: Sooner or later...we'll not do that again...
EkthbjIgke: ::whack to the shoulder::
ChrisGraziano45: Yo Tone.
ChrisGraziano45: Fight him. ::pointing at Max::
Ria Graziano: Yah, no kiddin'.
XxLucianxX: ::exits the ring, saying softly to himself:: Mmmm.. lucky hat.
Sir Barkalot: I thank you, sir. You are too kind.
Varohl: ::stumbles and tries to find a flask::
HOST Game Wisp: ::buzzes off::
Sir Barkalot: ::pants a little as he steps from the ring, sheathing his knightly sword::
Varohl: ::fails, and wanders over close to E::
OnlineHost: HOST Game Wisp has left the room.
Varohl: Scuse me, but what am I doing here?
Vx Max Blue xV: ::looks over to Tony:: Up for a few rounds then?
EkthbjIgke: ::wandered over to::
OnlineHost: Squall4111 has left the room.
EkthbjIgke: I think you're fighting me.
Varohl: ::belches::
Varohl: ::belches again::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 5) Matching circ parries from Varohl and E
TonyGraziano13: Yaih, dude. Guess Ah is.
EkthbjIgke: ::parries avail him nothing::
Sir Barkalot: ::pads to the bar and orders another bowl of water::
HOST Game Fish: TROUT -7- tellius lashes out with a thrust ''n finds one coming back in return 'n it's 3-3
HOST Game Fish: CRAPPIE -6- ria's hopping on one foot with her stop hit as jack's low cut follows through 'n it's 4-3
Varohl: ::waves his knife around::
Xerzes M: ::lunge, thump, stabbed:: Ow.
XxLucianxX: Anyone open to duel..? ::looking around::
Sir Barkalot: ::eagerly lapping at the water to cool himself from the duel::
Ria Graziano: ::steps back a few paces, then glances to the left, at just the wrong time::
Ria Graziano: ::stumbling:: Damnit!
OnlineHost: Zur030 has entered the room.
TeIIius: ::lunges back and keeps even::
Zur030: ::pops on in::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 6) E and Varohl now trade thrusts
ChrisGraziano45: Me and you, Grayson.
GegerVinJace: ::thwaps her foot lightly with the flat::
Zur030: ::blink:: Right then.
EkthbjIgke: ::the least painful exchange of thrusts the world has ever known::
Varohl: ::pokes him with the knife accidentally::
Varohl: Sorry buddy
Zur030: ::points t'the couch:: Tell someone, aye?
EkthbjIgke: No, that's okay.
ChrisGraziano45: Collie!!
Sir Barkalot: ::finishes the bowl of water and looks up, ears perked::
Varohl: ::sees something shiny on the ground::
HOST Game Collie: Chris!!
ChrisGraziano45: Me and Grayson!
HOST Game Collie: Who ya duelin'?
HOST Game Collie: Done..
Zur030: ::blink::
ChrisGraziano45: Thanks!!
Zur030: ::yawn stretch flail::
PaddFoot: Any to duel this poor loser?
XxLucianxX: ::nods:: I will.
HOST Game Fish: TROUT round 8 - still thinking alike, xeres 'n tellius cut high
TonyGraziano13: ::looks back to Max:: We good?
HOST Game Riever: Copper 7) E lands a high cut, Varohl lands one low 3.5-2.5 E leads

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Log Entry: Duel of Swords [Members - 16] 1/17/2003 10:45 PM
EkthbjIgke: ::they trade dull whacks::
Vx Max Blue xV: ::nods::
Xerzes M: ::staff meets blade again, causing nothing::
OnlineHost: Dark Warden has entered the room.
Vx Max Blue xV: Should be next...or next to next or something.
HOST Game Collie: Second, Chris.
Sir Barkalot: ::hails his former opponent Lucian:: good luck, sir!
ChrisGraziano45: Word.
Vx Max Blue xV: err we're next
XxLucianxX: ::to Padfoot:: Should I set us up?
OnlineHost: Talon SteelBlade has entered the room.
HOST Game Fish: CRAPPIE round 7- jack wraps it up neatly with a timely thrust over ria's low cut
HOST Game Fish: (( GegerVinJace def. Ria Graziano, 5-3 in 7 rounds ))
HOST Game Fish: well dueled to you both
Varohl: ::stoops to pick up the shiny thing and pokes E's foot::
XxLucianxX: ::grins to Sir B with a wink::
Dark Warden: ::muscling herself energetically into the arena::
ChrisGraziano45: Damn. ::seeing Jack win again::
OnlineHost: GRNSKTLE has entered the room.
PaddFoot: Sure thing
Zur030: ::heads t'the bar an' grabs a bottle o'MacLeods::
Zur030: ::then points:: Hey look, it's Kate.
TonyGraziano13: Tight.
OnlineHost: GRNSKTLE has left the room.
Ria Graziano: ::stumbles back, hand over chest:: Ow.
XxLucianxX: ::taps Collie on the shoulder, pointing over to PaddFoot::
Ria Graziano: Damn, nice Jack.
XxLucianxX: Hey, what's your name anyway..?
Ria Graziano: ::turns, saluting Fish:: Thanks man.
XxLucianxX: Mine's Lucian..
GegerVinJace: ::the poke didn't break skin:: Nice fight! ::grins::
PaddFoot: Mal
Dark Warden: it's Grayson too. ::point::
GegerVinJace: ::salutes to her::
GegerVinJace: ::to the judge:: Well called!
Ria Graziano: Ya pretty good.
Dark Warden: Warlord needs peers. Will duel for them.
Zur030: ::blinks, turns around real fast like:: Where?
HOST Game Riever: Copper 8) Varohl slashes on time, and ruins E's lat parry making it 3.5 all
Sir Barkalot: ::bounds for the stairs ready to retire for night::
HOST Game Collie: Aye, Lucian... one moment...
GegerVinJace: Me...? Naw...I'm just getting lucky tonight...::hops outta the ring::
Ria Graziano: ::nods to him, then steps outta the ring and toward Chris and Tony::
OnlineHost: OorTael5 has entered the room.
EkthbjIgke: ::blink!::
XxLucianxX: ::nods:: Mal, right. ::nodding to Collie:: Thanks a lot ::winks::
Ria Graziano: Tone, 'sup.
EkthbjIgke: Nicely done.
HOST Game Fish: TROUT round 9 - xeres' low cut makes mince meat out of tellius' stop hit 'n it's 4-3
Xerzes M: ::staff in again, more Tellius getting hurt::
OnlineHost: Sir Barkalot has left the room.
TonyGraziano13: Ria! ::hadn't seen her::
Varohl: ::gets back up and knocks E's weapon with his shoulder::
HOST Game Collie: Yer next up. ::jotting a note::
Varohl: Huh?
HOST Game Fish: welcome ria
HOST Game Riever: Silver: Max and Tony,
Varohl: ::wishes he had a beer::
TeIIius: ::gets hit again, cuz he can' block right.. or something::
Dark Warden: ::looking up in time to see E get sliced by the Varo:: Gah, and they call me a butcher?
Vx Max Blue xV: ::climbs into the ring::
GegerVinJace: ::takes a seat ringside::
Ria Graziano: Have fun, Tone. An' tell Chris I'ma go home an' watch the kid?
ChrisGraziano45: Can't tell me yourself?
TonyGraziano13: Yo' tell him. ::before moving ti the ring::
PaddFoot: ::he pulls a dagger from his bood and cut away the right leg of his pants just above the knee::
HOST Game Collie: ::slides a note to Fish::
ChrisGraziano45: ::standing there::
HOST Game Riever: Brass: Chris and Grayson
ChrisGraziano45: ::snickers::
Ria Graziano: Oh. ::seeing him, shakes her head:: Thought ya were called.
Ria Graziano: Sweetheart, I'm headin' home ta take carea the kid.
ChrisGraziano45: I'll be home after this one.
Zur030: ::heads on over t'Brass::
TonyGraziano13: ::raises a head in a nod to Max and Nych::
OnlineHost: TarethThrn has entered the room.
Zur030: ::bows low:: Honour an' skill, Chris.
Ria Graziano: A'ight. I'll warm up some tacos.
Zur030: ::unclasps the claidmhor an' readies it::
ChrisGraziano45: Word.
XxLucianxX: ::eyes his future opponent curiously.. ::
TarethThrn: ::re-boot::
ChrisGraziano45: ::kisses her on the cheek then hops into the ring::
TonyGraziano13: ::pulls the bat out of the sheath across his back::
Ria Graziano: ::sheathing the gladius, and she's heading for the door. An upward nod to Tar, passing him on the way::
TarethThrn: ::squeezes Ria's shoulder in a special way as she passes::
PaddFoot: ::when the clath is pulled back it exposes a nasty cut that has turned his fair skin black around it::
Ria Graziano: ::a wink to Tar, then she's gone::
Varohl: ::the shiny thing he had picked up was a silver coin::
OnlineHost: Ria Graziano has left the room.
HOST Game Riever: Copper 9) E cuts high and it is blocked by Varohls' lat parry
TarethThrn: Someone fyt meh!
XxLucianxX: ::cringes a little, saying to Mal:: Hey ah, you might want to get someone to take a look at that.
EkthbjIgke: ::shut down...this is going downhill fast::
XxLucianxX: It reminds me of the cooking at Cas's Villa, pshew.
GegerVinJace: ::taking a nice breather::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 1) Max lands a low cut under Tony's stophit
Dark Warden: Yeah I'll fight you coffee-mug guy.
Dark Warden: ::waving to Tareth::
Varohl: ::stares at the coin::
EkthbjIgke: Nice coin.
PaddFoot: ::the little elf looks up from what he is doing::
HOST Game Riever: Brass 1) Grayson stop hits as Chris dances fancy
TarethThrn: Yo, Kat. Your butt is looking marvelous tonight.
ChrisGraziano45: ::drops off to the right::
PaddFoot: not much i can do for this cut but let it heal the hard way
OnlineHost: Talon SteelBlade has left the room.
XxLucianxX: OH, why's that?
HOST Game Fish: TROUT round 10 - tellius shuffles over to see xeres in a duck
Zur030: ::tries t'figure out wha' 'e wants t'do wi' the big sword in 'is hand::
TonyGraziano13: ::pulls back and waits for the fastball, ends up getting hit low::
OnlineHost: OorTael5 has left the room.
Dark Warden: Thanks, I work out. Call us in?
HOST Game Fish: mal and lucian, enter STRIPER, salute 'n begin. honor 'n skill to you both
PaddFoot: got this nasty cut from a demonblade...strong evil there
HOST Game Collie: Who ya duelin', Kat?
TarethThrn: Will you? I have many other butts to peruse.
Dark Warden: Tareth. ::points, wearily::
TeIIius: ::doesn't lose yet::
Xerzes M: ::drops, and doesn't win yet::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 10) E thrusts into Varohls' circ parry 4.5-3.5 V leads
HOST Game Collie: Butts ta peruse?? Oooohh boy
PaddFoot: and my magic will help heal it , but it takes a while
HOST Game Collie: Yer in, Kat.
GegerVinJace: ::heard that, laughing loudly::
EkthbjIgke: ::attacks right into the parry::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 2) Tony cuts high and scores as Max turns a circ in vain
GegerVinJace: Makes for good reading, Collie...at least that's what I heard...
PaddFoot: ::moves to the ring...a bit slow and with a little limp::
HOST Game Riever: Brass 2) Grayson steps fancy to avoid Chris' slash
ChrisGraziano45: ::can't drop the boom::
XxLucianxX: ::enters STRIPER, nodding to his opponent:: I'll be sure not to aggrivate it..
TonyGraziano13: ::swings the bat up high::
Zur030: ::gets the hell outta dodge::
XxLucianxX: ::salutes:: Duel well.
Varohl: ::gives the coin to E::
Varohl: How much dis worth?
OnlineHost: Paladin Player has entered the room.
EkthbjIgke: ::looks at it::
Dark Warden: ::unstrapping her staff and checking it for damage, satisfied with the check::
TarethThrn: (( ::ordering pizza, one sec::))
EkthbjIgke: Um...I don't really know, off the top of my head.
EkthbjIgke: Here's what you do.
EkthbjIgke: Order a drink. Pay with this. Get change.
HOST Game Collie: ((Otay))
HOST Game Riever: Copper 11) E round a fancy circ and denies the V low cut and tie it at 4.5
OnlineHost: Paladin Player has left the room.
Dark Warden: (( dude upload some for me ))
EkthbjIgke: ::pins the butter knife to the sand and tosses the coin back to him::
PaddFoot: ::nods::you duel well as well
HOST Game Riever: Silver 3) Max sidesteps the Tony thrust for an advantage
HOST Game Riever: Brass 3) CHris lands a high cut as Grayson poses in the stop hit
TonyGraziano13: ::pokes the bat in::
TarethThrn: (( Pizza Hut offers online ordering! ))
ChrisGraziano45: ::hacks away and finally catches Grayson::
Xerzes M: ((That's so sad.))
EkthbjIgke: ((I don't think that includes online delivery.))
Dark Warden: (( That's great. But I want to press the button on my CD drive and eject a slice. ))
ChrisGraziano45: ((I can do that..))
EkthbjIgke: ((That I can do!))
HOST Game Riever: (( ok, back in char please))
Xerzes M: ((Small slice.))
Zur030: ::steps back an' looks at 'is sword again, only t'get whacked by a ring post wi' a stone stuck in it::
HOST Game Collie: ((Ok, folks... can we please stop causing the stomachs of the masses to grumble and get back Ic?))))
HOST Game Riever: Copper 12) E sidesteps Varohl's slasj for the 5-4.5 lead
HOST Game Fish: TROUT -11- tellius goes low with his parry 'n it just stop xeres' thrust 'n it's 4-3.5
HOST Game Fish: STRIPER -1- lucian's opening thrust is also turned aside by mal's circ parry 'n it's .5-0
OnlineHost: Razored Wrists has entered the room.
EkthbjIgke: ::steps aside to take a small lead::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 4) Max and Tony compare parrys, Tony lat, Max circ
Xerzes M: ::another lunge, and this one doesn't work::
XxLucianxX: ::avoiding his opponent's bad leg, he pokes into a waiting parry::
TeIIius: ::spins a defense low and doesn't lose yet::
PaddFoot: ::slips his blade into the path of the on comeing blade and turns it to one side::
HOST Game Riever: Brass 4) Chris slashes and missses as Grayson clots him with a high cut
ChrisGraziano45: ::can't land the boom yet again::
TonyGraziano13: ::pulls up the bat and finds nothing:: Whoosh!
Zur030: ::wheels the claidmhor in a high arc, the flat smackin' Chris in the shoulder:: Moral o' the story, fireboy, I hate bein' slashed!
ChrisGraziano45: You're too much like Harris.
TarethThrn: ::finishes his daydreaming::
Zur030: ::flails::
HOST Game Riever: Silver 5) Tony thrusts over Max's low cut and leads 2-1.5
ChrisGraziano45: See?
HOST Game Riever: Brass 5) Grayson steps fancy past Chris' fancy circ and leads 3-1
TonyGraziano13: ::pokes the bat forward again::
TarethThrn: ::points, makes a daisy grow from the end of Chris' club::
EkthbjIgke: He throws things too, Chris.
HOST Game Fish: TROUT -12- once again the high cuts collide 'n still noone loses
HOST Game Fish: STRIPER -2- lucian tries one of those circ parrys 'n finds it making contact with mal's low cut 'n it's .5-.5
XxLucianxX: ::turns a nifty parry of his own, tying it back up::
Zur030: ::dances around the parry, flailin' all the while::
ChrisGraziano45: ::gets hit because Daisy's suck::
HOST Game Collie: ::passes the queue to Nych::
Razored Wrists: ~Hoping G was back by now, PJ slipped in quietly again.~
Xerzes M: ::staff up, points stay where they are::
HOST Game Riever: Copper 13) Varohl thrusts over E's low cut for the 5.5-5 lead
ChrisGraziano45: D'oh.
HOST Game Riever: ::takes the list::
HOST Game Riever: thanks lass
EkthbjIgke: ::E's here. he good enough?::
TarethThrn: ::wince:: Oops. Distracted the wrong guy.
PaddFoot: ::runs in to a trap as well::
TarethThrn: Anyway, we were talking about your butt? ::to Kateri::
ChrisGraziano45: ::mental note to get Tar back::
Dark Warden: No, actually you were talking about my butt.
TeIIius: ::hes goina have to sharpen his blade at this rate::
TarethThrn: You replied though. That makes it a 'we' thing. ::nod::
Log Entry: Duel of Swords [Members - 17] 1/17/2003 11:00 PM
Dark Warden: Touché
HOST Game Riever: Silver 6) Max reverses and lands a high cut as Tony poses in the stop hit
TarethThrn: Touchie? I can? Really??
HOST Game Collie: Time fer me ta get... ::refills ale then kisses Nych and Fish's cheeks :: Night!
HOST Game Riever: Brass 6) Another failed slash by Chris as Grayson thrusts over it makin it 4-1
TonyGraziano13: ::gets hammered::
EkthbjIgke: ::snickers at Tareth...then notices PJ and waves::
ChrisGraziano45: ::losses::
OnlineHost: B12NW has entered the room.
OnlineHost: Paladin Player has entered the room.
B12NW: ok pladin you came back didn't you
HOST Game Riever: Copper 14) E ducks as Varohl sidesteps in vain
B12NW: ok who was it pladin
ChrisGraziano45: I just needed one more win.. damn it.
HOST Game Fish: TROUT -13- tellius shufllies around 'n xeres chases him with his circ parry
HOST Game Fish: STRIPER -3- lucian tries another thrust 'n this one gets under mal's high cut 'n it's 1.5-.5
EkthbjIgke: ::ducks...well, no win for him::
Zur030: ::thrust::
Razored Wrists: ~waves quickly at E, then thrusts her hands deep into her pockets and leans back against the wall to wait for G~
HOST Game Collie: ::exits, stage up::
Paladin Player: i'm here B12
Xerzes M: ::flails with his staff::
Log Entry: Duel of Swords [Members - 19] 1/17/2003 11:01 PM

[PrlUnicorn]

Late night silliness in this one!

PowerChat: *** Entered The Arena on 8/22/99 at 01:38 AM ***
Sidartha E: What do you have in mind, Marit?
Likelike66: hi all
Takcouma: got some on? ::chuckling to Ariana and hands the ripped off part of her dress to Sid::
GnrtDrgoon: ::grins at Prin::
Jonalyn: ::Al gulps, speared by that look, Hubie snickers::
Takcouma: Ties his legs wi't these Sid!
Zen Black: No, don't!
PrlUnicorn: ::pokes her head in the door and peers into the basement::
Zen Black: ::flails his legs::
PrlUnicorn: Who's tieing who up?
XvArianaX: ::smiles and leans over the bar popping a cherry in her mouth::
Takcouma: ::puts her legs into the pink boxers, wiggling them up o'er her hips::
Rix Favre: I think here's where we say a prayer for Zen...
GnrtDrgoon: ::grins at Prin::Yummy?
XJaycyndaX: ::acks, laughing as she tries to hold a leg down::
Takcouma: Come on Collie! Join us.
XvArianaX: ::winks and nods:: umm hmm
Nova GreyS: Prayer? I don't think God's going to help him here.
XJaycyndaX: Collie, help!
GnrtDrgoon: ::chuckles, winks:: Mm hmm
XvArianaX: ::giggles watching Marit::
PrlUnicorn: ::slips down the stairs::
Sidartha E: Ayeaye, Captain! ::grins and slides down teasingly to sit by his legs::
Sidartha E: ::grabs for his legs::
Rix Favre: Good call. Just make sure we always have a clear path ro an exit.
J Oaknshld: ::keeps Summer tied up in his lap, not wanting her to flash a soul now::
Occurs: ::sighs:: Marit do look good in me boxers
Takcouma: ::clapping her hands up in the air as she holds up the torn dress to show off
Jonalyn: Och, methinks 'e dinna wish anna, Nova ::chuckling softly::
Takcouma: the pink boxers::
Takcouma: I like em....and I think Dae will too.
Takcouma: :;waggles her brows::
Occurs: ::curls her knees up and cuddles in his lap as he binds her::
Zen Black: Help! ::as his legs are grabbed::
XvArianaX: ::leans over whisper in Gs ear snickering as she watches Marit::
GnrtDrgoon: ::grins to Prin::You gonna bring back the Pink Boxer Girls, babe?
PrlUnicorn: Allright.. who's gettin' roped??
GnrtDrgoon: ::tilts his head to listen::
XJaycyndaX: ::holding Zen's legs for Sid::
Takcouma: Aye Do Ariana!
XJaycyndaX: Zen is, Collie... then Nova next.
Nova GreyS: You got yourself into it, buddy. ::to Zen, would have helped him if he didn't get brain
Nova GreyS: matter on him earlier::
OnlineHost: Likelike66 has left the room.
Takcouma: Zen is....Collie.
Sidartha E: ::ties up his legs before he can squirm away:: Aha! Gotcha!
Occurs: Aye Prin, for there be many who still wear them...
Zen Black: ::sighs as his legs are tied::
PrlUnicorn: OH no.. Not touchin' Nova..
Occurs: ::mutters:: Of course I be naked right now
Zen Black: Oh well, too late now...
XJaycyndaX: ::snickers::
Takcouma: ::laughing at the double blindfolds around Zen's eyes and the blindfold
Takcouma: tied about his wrist::
XvArianaX: ::smiles at Summer a bit shocked anyone but her even knows about them::
Sidartha E: ::returns back to his lap::
Nova GreyS: ::gives Collie a thumbs up, mouths:: Good girl.
GnrtDrgoon: ::grins, hopping off the bar, reaching into his back pocket and pulling out his well known
GnrtDrgoon: handcuffs::
PrlUnicorn: ::moves over and digs in the junk drawer::
Takcouma: Ariana, I want an order of pink boxers.
Sidartha E: Hmm..now what do we do with him?
Zen Black: Well, this is just great...
XvArianaX: ::laughs and squirms on the bar:: G...what are you doing?
PrlUnicorn: ::slaps a pair of leg irons on the bar:: That out ta help!
Occurs: ::softly:: Luv, ya want?
XvArianaX: :;smiles and nods to Marit:: I will make sure you get them
Takcouma: ::walks and laughs as Summer's falls to the ankles::
Zen Black: ::half expecting them to stuff a sock in his mouth too or somethin::
Takcouma: woooops.
XJaycyndaX: Aye, prin... Bring back the Pink Boxer Girls.. please?
GnrtDrgoon: ::twirls the cuffs around on one finger::Well, I think you can guess babe.
Takcouma: ::pulls them back up::
Occurs: ::pouts:: Luv, ya done stretched mine out
PrlUnicorn: ::looks to Nova:: No way am I tying up a godparent ta one
PrlUnicorn: o' me children!!
Takcouma: I did?
XvArianaX: ::giggles nervously at G and smiles at Jayc:: I will think about it
OnlineHost: Xerzes M has entered the room.
Takcouma: ::turns around and gasps::
XJaycyndaX: ::beams::
PrlUnicorn: That is... ::smirks:: unless ya want ta be tied up. ::winks::
Jonalyn: ::a glance to Summer and Jeff, eyes twinkling::Och, Summer,
Jonalyn: lass, hae G tole thee th' news 'bout Avery an' Casy,
Jonalyn: perchance?
Takcouma: I think the seam tore.
Occurs: Prin, remember how they gave us grief?
Takcouma: ::covers her mouth::
Nova GreyS: Well, since he's tied up. Somebody start a fire and get a spit and we'll roast the poor
Nova GreyS: bastard.
Occurs: Nae Jona?
Rix Favre: I think I'm goin' to shower for at least a week once I leave here.
GnrtDrgoon: ::grins::No need to be nervous babe. Yet. ::winks::
XJaycyndaX: So ladies.... we've got him tied up.. now what?
Sidartha E: tsk..Nova, you have no imagination. ::winks::
Occurs: I say ya strip him Jayc
XJaycyndaX: ::speaking for Zen's benefit::
XvArianaX: ::laughs:: oh yes Summer..they did
XJaycyndaX: Summer, I like that idea.
Sidartha E: How do we do that with his arms and legs tied?
Occurs: Oh Prin, they just waggled on an' on...
Zen Black: HEY.
Nova GreyS: I'm just trying to put him out of his misery. As slow and painful as being cooked alive may
Nova GreyS: be.
Takcouma: Aye....strip him.
XvArianaX: ::slides off the bar and grins at G as she runs for the stairs::
XJaycyndaX: Cut off his clothes?
Zen Black: Nuh uh, none of that.
Log Count: There were 14 member(s) in The Arena at 01:45 AM
Jonalyn: ::chortles glancing to Collie::Och, lass, nae tellin' bu' one thin'
Jonalyn: tis yet ta be discovered. Ist Nova wearin' under shorts 'er nae,
Jonalyn: he nae be willin' ta prove it.
PrlUnicorn: ::looks to Summer:: And dip 'im in honey.
Zen Black: And certainly not here. ::tries to squirm::
Occurs: Prin luv, do nae be a stranger, I do miss ya
XvArianaX: :;stops at the top and blows kisses to everyone:: it was great to see you all
GnrtDrgoon: ::grins and watches Prin, giving her a head start, then chasing up after her::
Rix Favre: Nah, we should just drive somethin' through his heart, Nova. Quick and easy.
Occurs: Dip him in honey so he be sweet
GnrtDrgoon: I'll see to it she comes back again..
Takcouma: Oh? Tis that a challenge Zen sweetie?
J Oaknshld: <vsqw> I preferred da maple syrup myself....
PrlUnicorn: ::breaks into a giggle fit hearing Jona::
XJaycyndaX: ::blowing smooches to Prin:: Come back soon, hon.
Nova GreyS: You going to get close to them?
XvArianaX: ::squeals and runs out the door::
GnrtDrgoon: Providing she'll be able to walk later!
GnrtDrgoon: ::laughs and chases::
OnlineHost: XvArianaX has left the room.
Occurs: G! Go
Sidartha E: ::places her hands on his shoulders:: No squirming, now
Zen Black: <m> None of you are *ever* sitting with me again. ::to the three of them::
Jonalyn: ::calling out to Summer::Och, Avery ist ta be a Da
Takcouma: ::pulls a rope out of her pocket and ties it over the pink boxers::
Rix Favre: No.. Do you have good aim?
GnrtDrgoon: ::opens the door and out.::
Occurs: ::starts to cough at the mention of maple::
OnlineHost: GnrtDrgoon has left the room.
Occurs: ::stops:: A Da!
XJaycyndaX: ::mock gasps:: Zen!
Sidartha E: C'mon, Zen, you like this you know it
Takcouma: Nae love...tis because we sit on ye...remember?
Occurs: Jeff, we hae a da!
Takcouma: ::sniggers::
OnlineHost: Xerzes M has left the room.
PrlUnicorn: ::looks to Summer with a curious expression and a looks
PrlUnicorn: at Jeff questioningly::
Zen Black: Tyin me up and talkin about strippin' me right here... it's insane, I won't have it.
Zen Black: ::as if he could do anything about it::
Occurs: ::hugging him tightly:: This be ta best news
Takcouma: ah..but we will.
Takcouma: ::winks to Jaycy and Sid::
XJaycyndaX: But.. but... stripping could be good for ya.. ::slightly seductive tone::
Jonalyn: ::nod nod to Summer, smiling::Aye, an Casy ta be a mother
PrlUnicorn: ::laughs hearing Zen:: Eh.. I thin' ya spoke too late.
J Oaknshld: ::chuckles:: Hope da kid doesn't come out forgettin' who he is
Occurs: ::beamng:: Casey be a fine mother
Zen Black: Good for me? How?
Jonalyn: ::laughs gaily hearing Jeff::
Occurs: Now Jeff, it be a sweet child, like our Avery
Jonalyn: ::a wink to Summer::Och, bu' Casy nor Avery hae anna clue
Jonalyn: where bairns come from, Summer
Occurs: Jona, tha' be silly
Nova GreyS: ::looking at Jona::
J Oaknshld: Casey is gonna find out da hard way reeeeallll soon.
Occurs: Bairns come from love
Occurs: We hae three
Takcouma: They do nae...she is telling the truth Summer.
XJaycyndaX: Well, Zen...
OnlineHost: Sartan Z has entered the room.
XJaycyndaX: ::trailing a finger down his cheek::
Jonalyn: ::looking at Summer::Aye, lass
Occurs: Nae, that be nonsense Marit
Nova GreyS: They don't know ... where kids come from.
Takcouma: They did nae even know what fore..pl
PrlUnicorn: ::smiles hearing Summer::
Jonalyn: ::peeks at Nova::Aye, Nova
Occurs: ::shocked:: Nova
OnlineHost: Sartan Z has left the room.
Takcouma: ::finishes slowly:: play was.
Occurs: It be simple, ya love a man who love ya
Sidartha E: ::returns to nibbling at Zen's neck, finding it entertaining to watch him turn to goo::
Occurs: Ya hae babes tha' luv ya both
Nova GreyS: ::looking at the ceiling:: Why aren't these people sterilized.
PrlUnicorn: ::snickers hearing Marit::
Zen Black: Hey...
J Oaknshld: Oh and ya showed 'em Tacky?
Jonalyn: ::gives Nova a look::
Takcouma: Nae....me and Zen just watched.
Occurs: Jeff luv, somethin' be amiss
XJaycyndaX: ::laughs as Jeff starts calling Marit Tacky::
Rix Favre: ::patting Nova's shoulder:: No worries. Any children Ally and I have will offset the other
Rix Favre: kids.
Nova GreyS: ::hands the look back, it being the wrong size::
Sidartha E: Hmm?
Occurs: Avery an' ta Casey need ta be set straight
Nova GreyS: Man, don't frighten me like that.
Zen Black: We didn't watch!
Takcouma: the conversation that is.
Occurs: Their be a babe involved
Takcouma: We watched them talk about it.
Takcouma: ::sniggers remembering that night all too well::
Jonalyn: ::low chuckle hearing Rix, peers at Nova::Och, well,
Jonalyn: perchance thee canst explain ta' Casy an Avery
Jonalyn: th'...delicate...details?
Takcouma: Then they mooned each other::
Zen Black: Oh yeah, they talked about it... that was... well, strange.
J Oaknshld: ::buckles down as Summer starts getting righteous, prepares for the lecture::
Occurs: Aye Nova, it be important
Zen Black: Help... please... ::quietly, almost meekly::
Occurs: It be a love child
Occurs: ::curls into Jeff's belly::
Sidartha E: ::nibble nibble::
Takcouma: Aye......Avery mooned to show he that he did nae 'ave a hairy bum.
Takcouma: and Zen covered me eyes. He did.
Rix Favre: ... I think Zen's just about dead.
Nova GreyS: He was dead long before he got to that position.
XJaycyndaX: ::now nibbling at Zen's neck::
PrlUnicorn: ::lost in thought about the thought of children::
Jonalyn: ::smiling, glancing to Summer::Och, well th' important part be
Jonalyn: settled. Casy cares fer Avery an 'e fer 'er, tis th' little details
Rix Favre: True.
Jonalyn: indeed canst be 'andled ast they come along
Zen Black: ::sighs::
PrlUnicorn: ::blinks at Jaycy::
Takcouma: ::walks around to the back of the sofa again::
XJaycyndaX: ::just for a second::
Occurs: ::watching Jona anxiously::
Takcouma: ::caressing and tickling Zen's neck lightly::
XJaycyndaX: ::quite enjoying tormenting Zen::
Zen Black: ::actually enjoying the nibbling part but he still can't forget that's he's bound and blind-
Zen Black: folded::
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Occurs: ::pronounces:: Nova will take care of it
Zen Black: ::shaking his head about as his neck his tickled:: Cut that out...
Occurs: Nova, ya set ta Ma an' Da straight
Rix Favre: ::lowers his voice, speaking to Nova:: This would be terrific blackmail material.
XJaycyndaX: Mmm... hrm... nah. ::tickles lightly::
Takcouma: but ye always liked it afore. I think ye just forgot hon.
Takcouma: ::tickles some more::
Jonalyn: ::does not bother to explain how G told Avery to seek out a
Jonalyn: prostitute, that Avery thought he would be killed and that Casy
Jonalyn: thought she was dying, but oh, well::
Sidartha E: ::gives his neck a light lick:: Hmm..not bad, tastes pretty good
XJaycyndaX: ::thinks Jona should::
PrlUnicorn: ::glance toward Rix catching that conspiratorial look aobut
PrlUnicorn: him::
Occurs: Nova just explain tha' it be about ta sperm all inside ya
Takcouma: oh...really Sid? ::grins and leans over and blows softly in Zen's air::
Jonalyn: ::thinks if she did, she'd break her ribs from laughing::
XJaycyndaX: ::as they all would :D ::
Sidartha E: ::eh?::
Nova GreyS: ::holding up a hand:: Okay, okay. Please, before I begin to projectile vomit.
Occurs: And tha' it all burst cause ya all be in love an' stuff
Zen Black: ::sighs, slumping forward::
Sidartha E: ::looks up:: Oh yum..I'm not going to be eating for days now. Thanks Nova
Rix Favre: ... oh man. I'm never goin' to be clean.
Jonalyn: ::peers oddly at Nova::Och, gi' a bucket, puhleese
Occurs: ::earnestly:: An' so ya hae ta take care o' ta babe
Takcouma: ah....::pops her head up and looks at Nova, pointing:: that way hon.
PrlUnicorn: ::looks to Nova:: Eh.. umm.. since I'm the resident expert
PrlUnicorn: on birthin'.. want me ta explain ta them? ::pulls back in a
XJaycyndaX: Ugh, Nova...
PrlUnicorn: duck with a grin, teasing him::
Zen Black: Get me outta here...
XJaycyndaX: I think Nova should, Collie... he's so.... friendly.
Takcouma: Collie....they need explain'n.
Occurs: Nova gonna take care o' this whole problem
XJaycyndaX: ::sagely nodding::
Takcouma: I know. ::winks::
Nova GreyS: Nah, Jonalyn is the school marm in these parts. It's her painful duty.
ErosDBurgo: I will go write to my love
Jonalyn: ::thinks a moment, glancing to Jeff::Och, Jeffrey, Ah thin'
Jonalyn: mayhap thee shouldst take Avery off an explain thin's ta 'im,
Jonalyn: aye?
Sidartha E: ::sits up, trailing a finger down Zen's chest:: Now why would you want to leave, hmm?
Jonalyn: ::just stares at Nova::
ErosDBurgo: ::blesses them::
J Oaknshld: ::groans:: Avery has a father
Nova GreyS: ::sneezes::
Rix Favre: Bless you.
Zen Black: Because it's embarrassing to be tortured in front of everyone...
Nova GreyS: Thanks.
Rix Favre: No problem.
Jonalyn: Och, gi' a hankie, Nova, ye shall be spreadin' somethin' ::eyes twinkling::
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Sidartha E: Oh? ::glances to the other ladies, then back to Zen:: Would you like to go somehwere...
Nova GreyS: ::wiping his hand on Jona's shoulder::
Sidartha E: private? ::chuckles::
Takcouma: Aye...Jeff seems to be the expert.
J Oaknshld: On?
XJaycyndaX: Nah, Sid...
Rix Favre: ::hearing Jona, leaves that alone::
PrlUnicorn: ::makes a face watching Nova::
Jonalyn: Ewww!!
Sidartha E: I'm kidding
Zen Black: Yes, I would.
Occurs: ::listens fascinated::
Zen Black: By myself.
Zen Black: Untied.
Sidartha E: Aww..
Takcouma: Nae can do hon.
Nova GreyS: Heheh. That's a classic look. ::pointing at Jona's face::
Jonalyn: ::shudders, stalks to the ladies room::
PrlUnicorn: ::looks to Jona:: My sentiments exactly.
Takcouma: Ye would spoil our fun and we know ye love us verra much.
Sidartha E: Aye, you love us, don't you Zen?
Zen Black: Yeah, I do, but I'm not feeling much love in return about now.
Takcouma: ::places a kiss on Zen's cheek::
PrlUnicorn: ::pokes about behind the bar::
J Oaknshld: ::wanted to see Jona sock Nova::
J Oaknshld: ::mutters about the unfairness of life::
Rix Favre: ::helpfully:: Play dead, Zen!
Jonalyn: ::mutters, kicks in the door, sound of water running, splashing
Jonalyn: it on her tunic, mutter::Now Ah hae ta see ta laundry.
XJaycyndaX: Rix, shh!
Nova GreyS: ::will make sure he slips some of his stuff into her laundry basket::
J Oaknshld: ::wonders when the last time a queen did her own laundry::
Jonalyn: ::stalks out, dripping, heading for Nova::
Zen Black: ::nodding:: Okay. ::slumps down::
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Rix Favre: ::needs some laundry done, makes plans to smuggle it to Westridge::
Takcouma: ::picks up the paper airplane down on the floor and flies it out toward Rix::
Sidartha E: ::laughs:: Nice try Zen
Rix Favre: ::taking a few steps away from Nova, avoiding the airplane as he does so::
Jonalyn: ::does her laundry, it pisses off the servants something fierce,
Jonalyn: but she's the queen so they allow her the eccentricity::
Sidartha E: ::squeezes Zen:: We love you Zen
XJaycyndaX: Aye, Zen, we love ya..
Takcouma: Aye.....::her attention back to Zen:: We love ye.
PrlUnicorn: ::tosses Jaycy a multi-colored can, grinning:: Hey!! This is
Nova GreyS: ::examining the ceiling, finding something interesting up there and seeming innocent at the
PrlUnicorn: a long left over..
Nova GreyS: same time::
XJaycyndaX: Hey! ::catching the can::
Jonalyn: ::draws back her booted foot aiming a kick at Nova's
Jonalyn: shin::Keep yuir germs ta yuirself
PrlUnicorn: ::the can is half full of flavored silly string::
Zen Black: Thanks...
XJaycyndaX: ::oooh's, remembering it::
Zen Black: Then why are you doing this to me?
XJaycyndaX: Oh yeah...
Occurs: ::leans forward and kisses Jeff::
XJaycyndaX: ::spraying a tiny bit on Zen's nose::
Zen Black: HEY!
Takcouma: ::the rope around the pink boxers coming loose::
Sidartha E: Because you're fun to toy with.
XJaycyndaX: Hey there. ::grins::
Occurs: <vsqw> I take care o' ta twins, ya take ya time
Zen Black: ::feeling the silly string on his nose, having no idea what it is, shaking his head back and
Zen Black: forth::
Takcouma: ::steps out of the pink boxers, picks them up and puts them on Zen's head::
Takcouma: Awwwww!
J Oaknshld: ::kisses Summer:: Warm ta bed fer me
Occurs: ::slides off his lap, naked in her pantaloons as she dips to retrieve he pack::
Zen Black: ::slumps forward a little further, trying to get to the floor so he can roll away::
Occurs: Aye luv, it be verra warm
Zen Black: Mmph! ::as they are placed on his head::
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Occurs: ::waves to everyone:: Be well all
XJaycyndaX: ::laughing, holding him down while in his lap::
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Takcouma: oh! ::waggles brows:: he wants to be on the floor!
XJaycyndaX: g'night, Summer.. sweet dreams.
Nova GreyS: Freaking ow. ::muttering as he raises his leg to a table to begin rubbing his shin::
Occurs: ::hops up the stairs wth a sweet smile::
Takcouma: Night Summer. ::winks::
Jonalyn: ::silk tunic sopping wet, stalks away, waves with a wink to Summer::
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Rix Favre: Ha ha. ::points at Nova::
PrlUnicorn: ::mutters something to herself about diapers for three and
PrlUnicorn: she pours herself a soda::
Zen Black: (afk fas)
Nova GreyS: ::sneezes at Rix's pointing finger::
Jonalyn: ::hops up on the bar, looking at Nova::
Rix Favre: Eeew.
Takcouma: (don't worry hon, we'll be here when you come back)
PrlUnicorn: ::glances up at Nova:: What're ya allergic ta us?
Rix Favre: ::walks up to Nova, wiping his finger on his shirt::
Nova GreyS: Ugh, gross. I don't know where that finger's been.
Zen Black: (bak)
XJaycyndaX: (( Bwahahaha. ))
Nova GreyS: I think the druid kicked up some dust when he left. ::by way of explanation to Collie::
Jonalyn: My sentiments exactly, Nova ::chuckling softly::
Sidartha E: ((and a mwahaha for good measure))
Rix Favre: ::stares at the ground for a moment:: ... and it's best you don't know, Nova.
Nova GreyS: Aw, man. You still don't use toilet paper, do you? Bunch of savages in this town.
PrlUnicorn: ::snickers at the finger comment and just grins::
Sidartha E: ::almost gets flung off the couch as Zen tries his escape:: Ack!
Zen Black: ::squirms a bit, sighing... defeated::
Nova GreyS: ::walking back toward his locker for another shirt::
Jonalyn: ::her gaze following Nova::
Zen Black: ::making what is obviously only a token effort at this point::
Takcouma: ::sees the pink boxers fall to the floor, picks it up::
XJaycyndaX: Zen... do you think we would hurt you?
Zen Black: Let's see...
Jonalyn: ::sidelong wink to Collie::Nae tellin' wh' 'e hae in th' locker 'o 'is.
Rix Favre: Put that knife down, Jaycy!
XJaycyndaX: Rix!
XJaycyndaX: Shush! Stop givin' away my secrets!
Rix Favre: ::snickers madly::
Nova GreyS: ::once again removing his shirt, exchanging it for a blue shirt with white printing::
Sidartha E: ::sighs and slides back a bit on the couch to lay her legs across Zen's lap::
Zen Black: I'm tied up and blindfolded in the middle of the freaking arena with God knows who in here..
Zen Black: So no, not at all, I'm sure I'm safe.
Nova GreyS: ::pulling the shirt on and forcing the locker closed yet again::
XJaycyndaX: But Zen... this is *us* we're talking about..
Takcouma: yer wi' yer favorite women Zen. ::purring out the words::
Nova GreyS: ::the shirt reads 'Save the Males' ... a left over from the bygone days of Amaltea's
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Nova GreyS: frequent auctions::
PrlUnicorn: Nova Grey Shadow, yer fettin' awful in yer old age!!
PrlUnicorn: ::giggles madly and looks to Jona:: Gah, indeed, horrible
PrlUnicorn: smeellin' socks, ney doubt. ::winks furtively to Jona::
Jonalyn: ::nod nod wink to Collie::
PrlUnicorn: ::snickers:: Seems I'm gettin' tongue tied in mine.
Rix Favre: Nice shirt... ::nodding to Nova::
Zen Black: Bah... some crazy could run by and conk me on the head while I'm here..
Jonalyn: ::peering around for Nova::
Sidartha E: ::snuggles Zen:: We'll protect you..
XJaycyndaX: Zen, Rix is across the room.
Takcouma: Aye......hush and do nae be encouragin the crazies.
Zen Black: But there could be others.
Nova GreyS: Yeah ... little dirty, though. ::pulling it away from his body and brushing at it for a
Nova GreyS: moment::
Jonalyn: ::looks at the shirt, looks at Rix, looks at Nova, looks back at
Jonalyn: Rix::Ist 'e worth savin' ::eyes twinkling with mischief::
Sidartha E: Nah, Lup's busy, I believe ::snickers::
Takcouma: ::glancing to Nova's shirt::
Takcouma: hmmmmm....
XJaycyndaX: ::looks to Tacky, then Sid::
Rix Favre: Sure. Except if he was in Zen's position. Then he's on his own.
XJaycyndaX: Ladies... ?
XJaycyndaX: ::a gleam in her eye now::
Jonalyn: Och, Nova, jus' who *does* do yuir laundry?
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PrlUnicorn: ::glances to Jaycy:: I've an idea fer ya..
Takcouma: We need a talk.
XJaycyndaX: ::looks to Collie:: Hrm?
Takcouma: ::glances to Collie::
XJaycyndaX: ::oh yeah, she's got that plotting look::
Nova GreyS: My sister comes by once every three months or so ...
Rix Favre: ::walking to the bar, hopping over it::
Sidartha E: Aye, Jayc?
PrlUnicorn: Let Rhi auction 'em off.. ::grins:: Who could resist that
PrlUnicorn: face?
XJaycyndaX: Hey!!
Sidartha E: ::grins wickedly::
Jonalyn: ::laughs softly::Och, Rix, yuir leavin' Zen ta fend fer 'imself, eh?
XJaycyndaX: Yes, it's time for an auction.
Takcouma: :::grins wickedly::
Sidartha E: Oh my
Rix Favre: Zen's long past the helpin' stage, Jona.
Takcouma: An auction! Aye!!!!
PrlUnicorn: Have ta be September 'r later though.
XJaycyndaX: ::glancing to the various male type things in the room::
Jonalyn: ::balancing on the bar, wobbles a little, looks at Rix::Yuir nae lightweight
Rix Favre: Hey, this this is sturdy. ::pushing against it, watching it shake::
Rix Favre: ... See?
Zen Black: ::sighs again::
Nova GreyS: (Care to repeat that in English?)
Jonalyn: ::glancing to Nova, laughs softly::Och, indeed, once every
XJaycyndaX: Sid... we needa find Rhi.
Jonalyn: three months er so? Th' explains th' odor.
Sidartha E: Aye, we do
Zen Black: Auction? What?
Takcouma: I need some sleep.
Takcouma: ::covering up a yawn::
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XJaycyndaX: Zen, don't worry... I'll bid on ya.
Nova GreyS: No, this explains the odor. ::lifting up an arm, pointing to the underarm area::
XJaycyndaX: ::grinning::
Zen Black: Bah... seems like everyone thinks I'm more fun tied up.
Jonalyn: ::grabs the edge of the bar to keep her balance, laughs at
Jonalyn: Rix::Och, mind ye dinna wiggle th' thin' too much, ye'll gi' th'
Jonalyn: bill from Golden
Zen Black: ::frowns::
Takcouma: Hey...Zen.....ye bought me..so I will surely bid on ye.
Takcouma: oops.
Takcouma: ::covers her mouth::
PrlUnicorn: ::mock gasps and waves her hand in fornt of her face::
XJaycyndaX: ::chuckles softly at Tacky::
PrlUnicorn: Nova, that's 'orrible!!
Rix Favre: Hrm... ::considering that, walking around the bar:: Good call. I can't afford any more
Rix Favre: bills.
Jonalyn: ::sniffs, wrinkles her nose, nod nod to Nova::Ye e'er thin' 'o
Jonalyn: usin' a bit 'o lavender soap?
PrlUnicorn: Excuse me a moment.. ::slides into the ladies room::
XJaycyndaX: Alright.. ::slowly untying Zen's blindfolds::
Sidartha E: Why, Zen..are you more entertaining when you're *not* tied up?
Nova GreyS: Why? Natural musk is much more attractive. ::leaning toward her, his arm still raised::
Zen Black: I sure HOPE so.
XJaycyndaX: Yes, he is, Sid. ::grins::
Nova GreyS: No?
Sidartha E: Ooh..
Miz LiIy: ::she pushes the door open a crack to peek in, her eyes widen at what they see and she slams
Takcouma: ::chuckles and leans down over Zen's shoulder::
Jonalyn: ::leans back, way back almost laying flat on the bar, waving
Jonalyn: her hand in front of her nose, gasping::
Jonalyn: ::cough cough::
Miz LiIy: the door, running from the entrance of the arena::
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Sidartha E: ::blink::
Sidartha E: ::helps to untie Zen::
Takcouma: ;:blinks::
Sidartha E: What the hell was that??
XJaycyndaX: ::blinking::
Rix Favre: That's as lethal as toxic gas, Nova... Careful.
Takcouma: ::helps by untying the cloth around his ankles::
Jonalyn: ::gasp::Och, th' ist certes natural ::rolls over onto her
Jonalyn: stomach, props her head in her hands, breaths real shallow::
Nova GreyS: Serves you right. ::grinning at Jona:: I save the lethal toxic gas for after dinner, Rix.
XJaycyndaX: ::sliding off Zen's lap::
Sidartha E: ::sits up naturally:: <m> uh oh
Rix Favre: More than I needed to know. But now you're not allowed to come eat with us anytime.
Zen Black: ::shakes his hands and feet free a bit:: Ah...
Zen Black: What? ::to Sid::
Nova GreyS: Too late. Ally already invited me for dinner tomorrow night.
Sidartha E: Not sure..
Takcouma: Nothin' Zen.
Jonalyn: Ah shall remember th' Nova, nae invites ta dinner fer ye. ::sassy wink::
Rix Favre: I'm takin' Ally out tomorrow night.
Sidartha E: ::shrugs::
Nova GreyS: Hopefully she'll make some beans. ::rubbing his hands together::
Jonalyn: ::rolls over, sitting up again on the edge of the bar:
Rix Favre: Bein' spontaneously romantic and such.
Takcouma: ::holding her hand out for the blindfolds to get rid of any evidence::
XJaycyndaX: ::slipping the blindfolds to Tacky::
Takcouma: ::pocketing them::
Zen Black: Mm...
Zen Black: As much as I'd love to stay...
Jonalyn: Och, Nova, ye ever thin' 'o bottlin' th' odor? Ye couldst make
Jonalyn: enow ta 'ire a regular laundress
Zen Black: I have to run... ::sage nod:: Gotta be up early tomorrow.
XJaycyndaX: Aye.. me as well.
Takcouma: ::yawns covering it again::
Sidartha E: ::nods:: Aye
Takcouma: me too.
Nova GreyS: Nah ... there's only so much. Wouldn't want to waste it on the unworthy.
Zen Black: Going on a little trip... be gone a couple days.
Nova GreyS: ::Good idea, Zen::
Takcouma: Ye are Zen?
Sidartha E: Have fun, Zen
XJaycyndaX: I'll meet ya here, love?
Nova GreyS: ::Run far, run free::
Zen Black: ::nods to Marit:: Aye...
Takcouma: Where ye goin'?
Zen Black: ::nodding to Jaycy:: Okay... at let's say, 8...

[PrlUnicorn]

Wedding of Aja Bird and Huma Dragonbane
There was a conference room called The Battlefield where special events including Challenge Matches were held.

PowerChat: *** Entered The Battlefield on 10/5/97 at 05:03 PM ***
PowerChat:  
HumaDragbn: ::waves to Seamus::
Khrysta102: ::Smiles::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles and walks with Seamy:: bride or grooms side?
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FireFly394: Hi Venus ::dances around her::

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Jakvaltrds: ::shrugs:::
VenusS927: you dance nice
VenusS927: ::smiles::
Jakvaltrds: you pick ::grins::
Llenlleawc: ::Calms down, and smiles::
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FireFly394: thanks care to dance? ::smiles::
AJaybird2: ::strolls across the Battlefield.....see's all the decorations from a distance::
HumaDragbn: ::could really use a drink::

VenusS927: ::starts to dance too::
Khrysta102: Hey Goon ::waves::
PrlUnicorn: ::moves quietly across the field her hunter green cloak biollowing about her::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles::leads him to the right::
SpifyMcBng: ::charges across the hills::
Jakvaltrds: ::waves to Ajay and Goon::
HumaDragbn: ::chuckles::Heya Spiffster
SpifyMcBng: ::gets there:: ::pantwavepantwave::
Llenlleawc: ::hands Huma a glass of water::
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PrlUnicorn: ((ehh billowing too))
VenusS927: ::dances about everyone::
LdyAja: ::smiles at Huma:: You look ...::looks for the right word:: handsome.
AJaybird2: :::walks over to LdyAja....waves to Jak::
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KypYJK: hello, doesn anyone wanna spar with me?
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PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles at AJ::
HumaDragbn: ::downs the water::
Llenlleawc: Better?

Jakvaltrds: Kyp this be a wedding
LdyAja: ::hugs AJ:: Hey Bro.
AJaybird2: hello sis'......Ya nervous or what?
HumaDragbn: ::smiles::yep
VenusS927: ::takes aja hands and kisses them::
AJaybird2: ::waves to Prin::
HumaDragbn: ::looks to Aja::gonna take off that cloak?
LdyAja: ::smiles at Venus::
Jakvaltrds: ::points toward the arena:: You may find a duel there
KypYJK: Press 7 fi you wanna spar

KypYJK: if
FireFly394: ::smiles and continues to dance::
LdyAja: ::smiles:: ((I did))
HumaDragbn: ((didn't see))
Jakvaltrds: afk rf
Llenlleawc: ::smiles at Prin and shows off the Groom's cool white cape::
LdyAja: Nervous ain't the word.
Khrysta102: Kyp this is a wedding tonight.... there is no dueling
VenusS927: ::dances along with firefly::
PrlUnicorn: ::looks at Kyp:: Beg pardon.. this be a weddin'

KypYJK: oh sorry
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles at Llen::
FireFly394: ::still dancing::
LdyAja: ::looks up at AJ with a smile::
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AJaybird2: You sure you want to do this? Huma is a fine
AJaybird2: man........but I have a horse in the waiting if you decide
AJaybird2: not::chuckles ::
HumaDragbn: ::smiles at Aja::
SpifyMcBng: ::wanders over to the rest of the crowd::

Llenlleawc: ::lauighs at AJ...The Dragon's parked round back.
AJaybird2: Sher and I only want you to be happy....
LdyAja: ::grins:: I'm sure...Just afraid that I'll trip or something.
PrlUnicorn: ::smiles at Goon::
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PRINCESSVJ: ::waves to Collie::
SpifyMcBng: ::grins at Collie::
AJaybird2: ::busts out laughing::You'll be fine
PrlUnicorn: ::waves to Prin::
LdyAja: ::smiles happily at all that have assembled::

Jakvaltrds: bak
HumaDragbn: ::mutters something about his monkey suit::
AJaybird2: Huma.....good luck ::winks::
Llenlleawc: ::quietly thwaps Huma::
Llenlleawc: <w>calm down
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles at Seamy::<sw> thanks for bringing me..
SpifyMcBng: ::hops around happily::
HumaDragbn: ::chuckles::
Jakvaltrds: ::tugs at his collar feeling a bit cofined in a Tux:::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles and adjusts Seamys collar::

Jakvaltrds: you are welcome Prin but did I really have to dress like this?
HumaDragbn: ::looks around::well..al we need now is Tiny
PRINCESSVJ: <sw> stop..and yes you do..
LdyAja: ::her dress is a ankle length Oriental, of deep blue silk. As
LdyAja: she steps forward we see her deep blue slippers. Her long
LdyAja: hair is pulled up at the sides with a baby's breath clip, a few
LdyAja: strands of hair from each side delicatly frame her face::
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PrlUnicorn: ::looks at Huma:: <s> If she can't make it.. let me know..
SpifyMcBng: ::looks at his own clothes:: ::looks up:: ::grins::

LdyAja: ::paces back and forth behind all the chairs::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles at the lovely bride::
Mithrhan: ::slips in quietly::
VenusS927: ::dancess up to spiffy and kisses his cheek::
PrlUnicorn: ::looks at Aja:: <s> Ahh... lovely.. ::smiles warmly::
SpifyMcBng: ::face gets red::
LdyAja: ::waves to Mith::
VenusS927: ::smiles to spiffy::
SpifyMcBng: ::looks down::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles at Mith::

LdyAja: ::smiles at Collie:: Thanks.
Mithrhan: ::grins at Aja::
Llenlleawc: ::Tugs on his uniform jacket, and adjusts his sword, which looks
Llenlleawc: somewhat different tonight..::
Mithrhan: so pretty...
LdyAja: ::looks to Sher:: you look beautiful in green.
HumaDragbn: ::paces in front of the chairs wearing a tuxedo neatly
HumaDragbn: pressed, with a white cape white gloves and black
HumaDragbn: cumberbun.::
VenusS927: ::walks over to spiffy::

Llenlleawc: ::Walks to his place at the front, bringing Huma with him::
Khrysta102: ::Looks around and smiles at everyone:: This is so beautiful.... ::tearing up abit::
SpifyMcBng: ::looks up at Venus::
AJaybird2: ::looks at Aja:: ::whispers to her::
IdySarana: ::idly wonders why llen's sword looks different::
VenusS927: hi spiffy
SpifyMcBng: ::waves, even though she's two feet away:: Hi!
PRINCESSVJ: :;sits next to Seamy and smiles at how nice everyone looks::
PrlUnicorn: ::takes a seat to the left, smoothing her cloak about beneath her::
XxLadySher: ::smiles to Aja::Thanks

Mithrhan: ::whispers hello to Prin::
Mithrhan: ::finds a spot and sits::
PRINCESSVJ: :;smiles::<sw> hi Mith
HumaDragbn: ::whispers to Llen::still think it shoulda been a nekked wedding
Jakvaltrds: ::watches her taking note of the outfits::
VenusS927: have i intro duced myself?
Llenlleawc: ::Tries not to laugh::
LdyAja: ::considers pulling the flask out of her cloak::
SpifyMcBng: ::shakes his head::
VenusS927: ::says to spiffy::

PRINCESSVJ: ::looks over and winks at Seamy::
LdyAja: ::hears Huma slightly but says nothing but smiles::
Jakvaltrds: ::ponders the space required to put this all to print::
HumaDragbn: ::wishes llen wouldn't have taken his flask::
Llenlleawc: ::smiles::
SpifyMcBng: ::grins::
Llenlleawc: ::hands Hums another flask..of water::
LdyAja: ((someone is logging this in case mine fails right?))
VenusS927: ::doesn't know what to say::
PrlUnicorn: ((yep))

Khrysta102: ((I am))
XxLadySher: ::walks up wearing an ankle length Oriental, of pale green
XxLadySher: silk. Her long hair is pulled back in clips of baby's breath
HumaDragbn: ::groans and pushes the water away::
LdyAja: ((cool beans!!))
LdyAja: ::paces waiting for Tiny::
Jakvaltrds: ::scratches his knee through the tuxedo pants, legs haing not be covered in many moons:
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Llenlleawc: ::Notes all the oriental style dresses...but likes Sara's
Llenlleawc: better...but then..he's not really objective.

FraidyCat: ::pads in nervously::
FraidyCat: Meow!
AJaybird2: ::nervously watches Aja...stride back and forth::
FraidyCat: ::looks around::
LdyAja: ::smiles at the kitty: Kitty!
PrlUnicorn: ::giggles then goes wide eyed at Seamus kiltless::
XxLadySher: ::smiles to Aja::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles over at Seamy and pats his hand::<sw> relax.
FraidyCat: Meow!
PrlUnicorn: Hmm..

LdyAja: ::reaches down and pets the cat::
FraidyCat: ::wags tail::
FraidyCat: ::purrs::
Jakvaltrds: <q>this blasted thing is too confining Prin
AJaybird2: Wonders if this wouldn't be a good time to see if theirs a
AJaybird2: Preacher in the House::smiles::
PRINCESSVJ: <sw> shhh...you look wonderful Seamy...sit still
PrlUnicorn: ::looks over at him:: <s> Hamish, what ney formal tartan?
LdyAja: ::smiles at the kitty:: Glad you came to the wedding Kitty.
PrlUnicorn: AJ..

SpifyMcBng: ::looks around::
FraidyCat: Meow?
AJaybird2: ::looking around at some of the guests here......chuckles...looks to Collie::
HumaDragbn: ::tries counting blades of grass::
PrlUnicorn: I'm ney a preacher.. but RDIs can do legal weddin's
LdyAja: I'm getting married today Kitty
Jakvaltrds: I wore the clan colors on the cummerbund ::winks::
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FraidyCat: Meow ::feels happy for her::
AJaybird2: ::turns and looks behind::

PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles at Collie:: he looks wonderful in his tux ..don't you think?
AJaybird2: Who you implying?
Llenlleawc: ::Smiles at Huma and informs him..6.3 million man..I already counted.::
LdyAja: ::smiles and turns to AJ and Collie:: Tiny can't be reached?
HumaDragbn: ::whispers::you sure? i better double check ::grins::
AJaybird2: Hopefully yourself!
VenusS927: what is a goon??
FraidyCat: ::grins and wonders if he can be the ring bearer...eh....cater::
Jakvaltrds: I can reach her)I think)
PrlUnicorn: Aye.. he does.. but I'm partial tae men that be dressed regimental..

VenusS927: ::confused::
PrlUnicorn: Aye AJ..
AJaybird2: whew.....yea.....good idea
PrlUnicorn: ::looks at sky::
SpifyMcBng: Goon is..Goon! ::shrugs::
PRINCESSVJ: :;smiles:: I know ..Collie..I kinda insisted...
XxLadySher: ((I tried, Jak))
AJaybird2: ::has a word with Aja::
SpifyMcBng: That what all people call Goon..
VenusS927: ::shrugs::

Jakvaltrds: :(:nods:: me too!)
LdyAja: ::paces back and forth some more thinking they should have eloped::
FraidyCat: Meow? ::wonders if he can be the ring cat::
XxLadySher: ::pats Aja's arm:: We will find her!
VenusS927: ::walks up to everyone and shakes their hands::
AJaybird2: Collie has been so wonderful to volunteer her services to
PrlUnicorn: ::chuckles:: He looks nice.. but a Scotsman of an
PrlUnicorn: Irishman looks best with leg showin'..
AJaybird2: get you and Huma married......what da ya think?
HumaDragbn: ::swallows hard::

PRINCESSVJ: ::giggles at Collie::
PrlUnicorn: ::giggles::
AJaybird2: If you don't find Tiny.....
Khrysta102: ::Chews on a stray lock of hair::
Jakvaltrds: ::chuckles:: I said the very same thing Collie
HumaDragbn: ::nods::if Tiny can't be reached, sounds good
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LdyAja: ::looks at the kitty and smiles at Sher and AJ:: I think that's
LdyAja: a gracious gesture and I would love it.
AJaybird2: ::winks to Huma::

PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles:: he did...but..I persuaded him...
Llenlleawc: ::laughs, having had bad experiences in his own kilt::
AJaybird2: ::walks back over to Collie::
FraidyCat: ::pads around aja::
PrlUnicorn: ::smiles at AJ:: Aye?
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QuickVar65: ::Walks in, with Noelle's arm entwined in his::
Jakvaltrds: ::picks a bit of lint from the jacket::
SpifyMcBng: ::wanders around a bit::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles and waves to Var and Noelle::

AJaybird2: M' Lady.......we would be honored to receive thy services
AJaybird2: involving the marrying of these two......m' sister and
LdyAja: ::smiles at the Kitty again::
AJaybird2: Huma
Llenlleawc: ::Idly wishes Phil were here::
PrlUnicorn: I would indeed be honored..
FraidyCat: ::purrs::
LdyAja: ::looks at Llen::
AJaybird2: We can work out the payment if thee wish after the ceremony
Llenlleawc: ::smiles at Aja::

NoeIle 34: ::enter on her husband's arm, wearing a long satin pink Victorian gown, its ruffled
AJaybird2: ::thanks Collie enormously::
Llenlleawc: Yes Aja?
NoeIle 34: overskirt edged in ecru lace::
QuickVar65: ::Looks to Noelle, smiling at her, and kissing her tenderly::
VenusS927: ::wonders if she is annoying::
LdyAja: If Phil were here it could be his fault we can't find Tiny.
PrlUnicorn: Are they ready to begin?
Llenlleawc: ::nods:: That's why I wish he was here.
FraidyCat: Meow?

IdySarana: ::giggles hearing Aja::
AJaybird2: She's probabally with Phil......so it IS his fault
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles at Seamy::
FraidyCat: ::wonders if he can be the ring bearer::
Llenlleawc: ::nods::
LdyAja: ::laughs::
VenusS927: ::sniffles::
Llenlleawc: Too true.
AJaybird2: Ready Sis'?
FraidyCat: ::er......ring cater::

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VenusS927: ::begins to bust out cryinf::
HumaDragbn: ::swallows hard::
VenusS927: g
LdyAja: ::looks to the kitty:: You can be the cat of Honor. Sher is holding the ring.
FraidyCat: Meow!
XxLadySher: ::looks at Aja::
FraidyCat: :wags hi taill::
NoeIle 34: ::smiles at Var, her long dark curls cascading down, a pink ribbon & tea roses in her hair::
FraidyCat: :;pads around happily::

SrThspian: ::appears in a thunderous burst of light smiling:: {S Thunder
IdySarana: ::waves to Thespian::
Jakvaltrds: ::smiles at Prin, knowing she is way too spoiled:::
AJaybird2: ::stands beside AJA::
SpifyMcBng: ::trips over a chair:: ::flails:: ::falls on a couple more:: Oof!
Llenlleawc: ::laughs:: Welcome Thespian
SrThspian: ::i wave smiling to Sarana::
VenusS927: does anyone have a tissue?
FraidyCat: ::puts a Cat Of Honor sticker on him::
PRINCESSVJ: ::giggles::

PrlUnicorn: Verrah.. well.. ::smiles at steps to the front::
SrThspian: Good Eve Sarana how art thou?
PrlUnicorn: and
LdyAja: ::looks at her brother:: I can do this...
Khrysta102: ::hands Venus a hanky:: here
IdySarana: ::smiles:: I am well and ye?
Llenlleawc: ::Looks at all the crowd, eyes entreating them to silence::
XxLadySher: ::walks to the front of the aisle::
NoeIle 34: ::glancing, delighted at seeing the cat::
SpifyMcBng: ::gets up slowly::

VenusS927: ::blows her nose::
FraidyCat: ::wonders where he goes::
LdyAja: ::straightens her dress::
QuickVar65: ::Sits down, adjusting his longcoat over his casual white silk
QuickVar65: shirt and black pants::
AJaybird2: ::smiles:: you'll do just fine
SrThspian: I am faering well thank ye for asking
SpifyMcBng: ::stumbles quickly away from the broken chair::
VenusS927: ::hands it back to khrys::
HumaDragbn: ::tries not to look nerveous::

SrThspian: ::my goblet appears in my hand and i take a sip::
SpifyMcBng: ::grins quickly at everyone::
XxLadySher: ::turns and watches Aja and AJ::
FraidyCat: ::licks his paw and and gives himself a little bath::
LdyAja: ::smiles and finds her boquet of white lilies and roses::
Llenlleawc: ::Tugs once more at his uniform and quickly makes sure Huma looks good::
NoeIle 34: ::seats next to Var, places her slender hand upon his::
FraidyCat: ::pads behind Aja::
Jakvaltrds: ::looks over the gathering:::
LdyAja: ::takes a deep breath::

PrlUnicorn: ::smiles at the assembled group:: Are we ready to begin..
PrlUnicorn: if so.. my the bride and her party approach, please..
Llenlleawc: ::gives up, and just makes sure he looks better::
PrlUnicorn: may
VenusS927: ::quickley stops crying and looks up::
LdyAja: ::takes AJ's arm::
Khrysta102: ::Smiles softly... wishing Dae were here with her::
SpifyMcBng: ::looks around:: ::blinks:: ::runs over to the side::
AJaybird2: ::hears the anthem music::
LdyAja: Ready Bro?

AJaybird2: ready
QuickVar65: ::Smiles to Noelle and gently brings his hand up with hers on
QuickVar65: it, kissing his wife's hand with deep tenderness::
SrThspian: ::smiling i take a seat and merrily watch::
LdyAja: ::walks down the isle with AJ::
FraidyCat: ::pads behind Aja::
NoeIle 34: ::her gaze turns to Lady Aja and she smiles sodtly, mumbling to Var:: Such a beautiful bride
AJaybird2: Whew...::escorts Aja::proudly
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles and watches the bride and AJ::
HumaDragbn: ::smiles watching Aja::

AJaybird2: {S wedding}
FraidyCat: ::thinks if he wasnt a cat he would start crying::
LdyAja: ::smiles and looks directly to Huma::
SpifyMcBng: ::grins at Aja and AJ::
Llenlleawc: ::smiles, making sure Huma dosen't fall over..or run::
PRINCESSVJ: ::looks at Humas face and smiles::
QuickVar65: ::Smiles to Noelle and whispers::
VenusS927: ::starts crying madly again::
PrlUnicorn: Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the
PrlUnicorn: joining of this man and this woman in holy wedlock.

PrlUnicorn: Marriage is an honorable estate, sanctified by God and
PrlUnicorn: recognized by
PrlUnicorn: all here assembled and so it is not to be entered into
NoeIle 34: ::smiles at Lord Huma::
PrlUnicorn: lightly or ill-advised, but reverently, carefully, and with the
PrlUnicorn: full grace
SpifyMcBng: ::sort of remembers Iain's wedding, suppresses the urge to clap::
PrlUnicorn: of knowledge. Therefore, if any here knows of any reason
PrlUnicorn: why these two should not be joined,
PrlUnicorn: let them speak now or forever hold their peace.

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LdyAja: ::stands listening to Collie trying not to sway::
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XxLadySher: ::starts to tear up::
PrlUnicorn: ::waits the traditional moment and takes a deep breath::
SrThspian: ::i go to Venus and start patting her back::
SrThspian: ::smiling::
HumaDragbn: ::swallows hard::
AJaybird2: ::listens......glances to the nervously smiling couple::
SrThspian: Tis allright M'Lady

Khrysta102: ::watches Aja sway from side to side::
VenusS927: ::thanxsr::
Llenlleawc: ::smiles::
SrThspian: ::i embrace her kindly and softly::
SrThspian: There There
SrThspian: ::trying to hold back a light chuckle:
NoeIle 34: ::thinks all grooms look a bit pale on their wedding day::
SrThspian: :
VenusS927: ::tries not to cry ::
FraidyCat: ::watching aja swaying, getting him a bit sea sick:

PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles softly and squeezes Seamys arm::
FraidyCat: ::just kidding::
LdyAja: ::smiles softly::
Mithrhan: ::thinks "a little more whiskey and this would be one heck of a ::
SpifyMcBng: ::leans back on a tree:: ::tree bends a little::
PrlUnicorn: Who gives this woman, Lady Aja Bird, tae be married to this man, Huma Dragonbane?
AJaybird2: I do....
VenusS927: ::thanks thspian some more and hugs back::
Mithrhan: ::smiles at the 'andsome couple::
PrlUnicorn: <s> join her hand to his..

AJaybird2: ::smiles to Aja::
NoeIle 34: ::leans against Var, her eyes misting slightly::
HumaDragbn: ::quietly takes a deep breath::
FraidyCat: ::purrs:::
SrThspian: ::i smile and nod and kiss her very friendly upon the forehead::
AJaybird2: ::puts her hand into his::
LdyAja: ::smiles at her brother and squeezes his arm::
PrlUnicorn: ::smiles::
QuickVar65: ::Gently puts a hand on Noelle's cheek, and rubs his thumb under her eye::
VenusS927: ::looks up at him and ::

PrlUnicorn: Very well.. no one objecting.. we shall begin.. ::Smiles brightly::
LdyAja: ::smiles at AJ and then looks at Huma::
HumaDragbn: ::lightly squeezes Aja's hand in his::
PrlUnicorn: Huma , dost thou take this woman, Aja to be
PrlUnicorn: thy lawfully wedded wife? Wilt thou love her, honor her,
PrlUnicorn: cherish her and keep her only onto you, now and forever?
Jakvaltrds: (afk)
VenusS927: ::blushes::
HumaDragbn: I do ::smiles::
XxLadySher: ::softly wipes her eyes::

NoeIle 34: ::listens dreamily to the ceremony, watching the couple::
PrlUnicorn: Aja, dost thou take this man,
PrlUnicorn: Huma, to be thy lawfully wedded husband? Wilt thou love
PrlUnicorn: him, honor him,
SpifyMcBng: ::hops up and down, big grin plastered across his face::
SrThspian: ::i smile and nod and sit down next Venus and watch the ceremony::
Mithrhan: *sniff*
Khrysta102: ::Smiles and dabs her eyes::
FraidyCat: ::purrs out of happiness::
Llenlleawc: ::smiles, feeling Huma tense up::

AJaybird2: ::listens to the words........the name Aja.....echoing...::
QuickVar65: ::Nuzzles Noelle, while watching the wedding::
AJaybird2: ::looks at AJa::
XxLadySher: ::looks at Aja::
AJaybird2: Aja...
PrlUnicorn: ::waits for Aja::
LdyAja: ::waits for the rest of the sentence::
LdyAja: ::gets all confused:: I do
AJaybird2: ::looks quickly over to Huma::
LOG COUNT: There were 17 member(s) in The Battlefield at 05:30 PM

SpifyMcBng: ::looks confused::
LdyAja: ::blushes::
PrlUnicorn: cherish him and keep him only onto you, now and forever?
PrlUnicorn: ((Sorry.. ))
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AJaybird2: ::chuckles:: watching Huma sweat
HumaDragbn: ::hides a smile::
Denim82: :::comes in waving to all::::
Llenlleawc: ::Tries VERy hard not to laugh::
Mithrhan: ::wonders if Seamus shirt sleeve be loose enough to wipe 'er eyes on::

LdyAja: ::chuckles remembering Collie mentioning bad luck this afternoon::
AJaybird2: and me panic
Denim82: :::smiles:::: hiya
PrlUnicorn: Do the birde and groom wish tae speak any vows of their
PrlUnicorn: choosing afore the exchange of rings?
PrlUnicorn: bride
FraidyCat: ::purrs::
NoeIle 34: ::lifts her ecru laced handkerchief, catching a few tears as they fall::
LdyAja: ::nods::
HumaDragbn: ::nods::

PrlUnicorn: ::smiles::
LdyAja: ::taking his hand in hers, her eyes shining with tears::
LdyAja: Huma, from the day you first took my hand, I knew I could
LdyAja: never want another. My every wish, and every dream has
LdyAja: been coming true and it all is so overwhelming. The love I
Denim82: ::::takes a seat on the side of ajas friends::
LdyAja: have always wanted, I see in your eyes. In your touch I have
LdyAja: felt every sweet emotion a person could ever hope to have, In
LdyAja: your kiss the promise of your love. I am so blessed to be a
LdyAja: part of your life, and everyday I shall thank the Gods for you,

LdyAja: and pray they let me keep you one more day. As I stand
LdyAja: here with you in front of all our friends, I pledge my undying
LdyAja: love, and promise to always be faithful to you, to stand by
LdyAja: your side, to do whatever it takes to always see that
LdyAja: beautiful smile on your face. Today, tomorrow and always.
FraidyCat: ::covers his face with his paws::
PRINCESSVJ: ::wipes her eyes and smiles softly::
Denim82: ::::tries not to cry:::sniffs::
PrlUnicorn: <s> a grand vow..
QuickVar65: ::Slowly caresses Noelle's cheek, while hearing Aja's vows::

HumaDragbn: :: Looking deeply into her eyes::Aja, my love, you are so
HumaDragbn: beautiful, your face is the last thing I see as I close my
HumaDragbn: eyes each nite to sleep. You fill my soul with peace every
HumaDragbn: time I look into your eyes. Never in my life have I been so
HumaDragbn: happy as I am now to be standing here with you. You
HumaDragbn: comfort me each day with your gentle touch, easing my
HumaDragbn: wounds, tending my needs, you are my best friend. My
HumaDragbn: love for you runs so deep that mere words cannot come
HumaDragbn: close to describing my feelings for you. Aja, I love thee so
Mithrhan: awww

HumaDragbn: much ::raising her hand to his lips and kissing her hand
HumaDragbn: gently::
Denim82: ::pulls out a hanky:
SpifyMcBng: ::gawks:: That lot words!
Llenlleawc: ::Is rocked back by the intensity of Aja and Huma's love::
QuickVar65: ::Smiles at Huma's beautiful vow::
Mithrhan: *sniff*
Khrysta102: ::Sniffs::
LdyAja: ::smiles happily::
FraidyCat: ::thinks hes never going to get married for one reason.... cats dont get married, purrs::

Jakvaltrds: (bak)
Denim82: ::::smiles at Aja:::
XxLadySher: ::wipes her eyes once more::
HumaDragbn: ::is suprised he actually remember the words::
FraidyCat: {S purr
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AJaybird2: Such grande exclamations of love for each other..
PrlUnicorn: <w> The rings.... please?
NoeIle 34: ::turns momentarily to gaze at her handsome husband, recalling a fond memory::
Denim82: :starts crying:

VenusS927: ::sniffs along with the others::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles softly and squeezes Seamys arm::
AJaybird2: ::watches Sher::
Denim82: so beautiful.....
IdySarana: ::brushes away the tears of joy for her friends::
HumaDragbn: ::looks to Llen::
LdyAja: ::lets the tear slip down her cheek::
SrThspian: ::a small singular tear falls from my right eye::
SpifyMcBng: ::vaguely remembers Nik actually wanting to fight Huma about this:: ::scratches his head::
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Llenlleawc: ::Hands Forth the small golden ring, topped with a simple diamond::
XxLadySher: ::hands Aja the ring which is bands of gold and silver entertwined::
Ariyung15: ::walks into battle feild and spots Sarah:: 'ELLO, Sarah! ::waves like mad and trips
HumaDragbn: ::takes the ring::
PrlUnicorn: ::holds her hand palm up to accept the rings::
Ariyung15: over rock::
LdyAja: ::takes the ring from Sher with a smile::
Denim82: ::shhhhhhhhhhhh........ari!!
AJaybird2: ::laughs low::
Jakvaltrds: ::eyes water slightly at the thought of another bastian of bachelorhood slipping away::

Denim82: Points to the wedding taking place:::
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XxLadySher: ::smiles at Aja::
QuickVar65: ::Looks to Noelle and very quietly whispers::
SpifyMcBng: ::stumbles back, the silence broken big time::
Ariyung15: ::shoulders squench and whispers:: Sorry......
RLupton: ::crests a hill::
PRINCESSVJ: ::elbows Seamy for his thoughts::
Denim82: :nods sniffling::
PrlUnicorn: ::waits quietly::

HumaDragbn: ::places the ring in Collie's hand::
RLupton: ::peering down at the patrons::
Jakvaltrds: ::grunts::
Khrysta102: ::Notices Seamus tearing again and smiles softly to him::
FraidyCat: ::purrs out of joy::
Ariyung15: ::walks to Denim:: What's the matter?
Zaradda: ::trails Lupton, his hand smacking into Ajay's head as he passes::
NoeIle 34: ::smiles soflty, silently wishing the couple much happiness and love::
LdyAja: ::smiles at Huma and places the ring in Collie's hand::
PrlUnicorn: ::Holds the rings up:: These rings symbolize the eternity

PrlUnicorn: of the bond now being acknowledged by this man and this
PrlUnicorn: woman
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PrlUnicorn: before us. They are the outward and visible sign of the
PrlUnicorn: inward and invisible grace of union between a husband
PrlUnicorn: and wife.
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PrlUnicorn: ::Hands each the other's ring and turns to Aja:: Place the

PrlUnicorn: ring on his finger and repeat these words..
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VenusS927: ::looks at ths and feels very embaressed::
PRINCESSVJ: ::looks back and squeezes Seamys arm nervously::
LdyAja: ::takes the ring and looks at Huma::
SpifyMcBng: ::blinks at Rad walking right up to the front::
PrlUnicorn: I, Aja, take thee, Huma , to be my husband to have and to
PrlUnicorn: hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer,
Mithrhan: ::smiles, seeing Rad enter, wonders if this will give 'im any ideas::
PrlUnicorn: for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to

PrlUnicorn: cherish, till death do us part.
Zaradda: ::finds that he approached from the wrong direction!...and thus is right in the middle.::
Jakvaltrds: <q> don't let it worry you lass
Llenlleawc: ::eyes Rad uneasily::
PRINCESSVJ: ::looks at Seamy and nods::
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Denim82: ::nothing ari....just happy for them.......
QuickVar65: ::Frowns at Rad's rudeness::
Zaradda: ::backs away from the front::
PrlUnicorn: <s> Please sit down Rad..

Zaradda: (m) Wooops..
LdyAja: I Aja, take thee Huma, to my husband to have and to hold
LdyAja: from this day forward, for better or worse for richer or poorer
RLupton: ::watches everyone from his position above them::
Denim82: wipes her eyes:::
FraidyCat: ::afraid when aja throws the bouquet that he is going to get all stomped on::
RLupton: ::behind them::
LdyAja: in sickness and in health to love and cherish till death do us part.
Zaradda: ::moves to Lupton:: (qw) You kin smack the baron in the head and he doesn't notice!
HumaDragbn: ::smiles::

VenusS927: ::gets up and walks to a corner::
Denim82: ::decides to run when the bouquet is thrown:::
PrlUnicorn: ::smiles gently::
Zaradda: (qw) One too many high cyts, eh?
LdyAja: ::makes sure her eyes don't leave his::
PrlUnicorn: ::Looks to Huma :: , Take her hand, place the ring on
PrlUnicorn: Aja's finger and repeat these words....
RLupton: (qw) Deelayed reaction, wait ten minutes.
Denim82: ( dont feel like getting married any time soon)
AJaybird2: ::stands beside his sister.....listening...::

RLupton: (qw) Slow thinking process.
RLupton: ::nods sagely::
VenusS927: ::feels dumb::
Zaradda: (qw) How does he win all them challenges?
QuickVar65: ::Holds Huma's and Aja's wedding present in a pocket of his long coat::
FraidyCat: ( isnt going to get mariied, because he is a cat )
NoeIle 34: ::watching Lady Aja, seeing love reflected in her eyes::
PrlUnicorn: I, Huma, take thee, Aja to be my wife, to have and to hold
PrlUnicorn: from this day forward, for better, for worse,
Zaradda: (::ising going to get married, because hes underage::))

RLupton: (qw) Doesn't feel the thrusts.
PrlUnicorn: richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to
PrlUnicorn: cherish, till death do us part.
Denim82: :::smiles at RAd:::
Zaradda: (qw) That'd do it.
FraidyCat: ::gulps and thinks HOLY *****, he forgot to get them a wedding present::
PRINCESSVJ: ::watches Aja and Huma and grips Seamys arm:;
Ariyung15: ::head droops and starts to cry, but not tears of joy::
Jakvaltrds: ::sends iggy to work::
Zaradda: (w) If Matt was here, he could call for an Air Raid.

[PrlUnicorn]

PrlUnicorn: ::smiles gently waiting::
Denim82: ::::holds her present in her arms::
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Denim82: :sniffs::
Zaradda: (w) Like..::suddenly lashes out, severing Iggy's genitalia as it approaches::
NoeIle 34: ::leans against her husband, releasing a soft sigh of happiness::
HumaDragbn: ::gently places the ring on her hand gazing into her eyes::
HumaDragbn: I Huma take thee, Aja to be my wife, to have and to hold

HumaDragbn: from this day forwrd, for better, for worse
RLupton: (w) I could have two thousand knights raid them... but Rix'd get mad.
PrlUnicorn: ::cuts Rad a glare::
RLupton: ::nods::
SrThspian: ::sighing remembering my wedding day long ago::
FraidyCat: ::is gettting really nervous because he forgot to get them something for the wedding::
RLupton: ::ignoring Iggy::
Zaradda: ::is whispering in the back..::
Llenlleawc: ::Idly fingers his blade, glancing at Rad::
Denim82: ::::watches the wedding silently::::

Ariyung15: Th - this....I wish my...my wedding was a beautiful as this...with so many people...but it..
HumaDragbn: for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love
HumaDragbn: and cherish, till death do s part
PrlUnicorn: ::for hitting AJ earlier::
Ariyung15: it ......it wasn't....nobody attended....
Zaradda: ::he didn't notice, anyway. ;) ))
PrlUnicorn: All assembled here are now witnesses, that this man and
PrlUnicorn: this woman have joined in holy wedlock and through the
Zaradda: ::
VenusS927: ::walks up to zarrada and says hi::

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Zaradda: ))=::
QuickVar65: ::Smiles at his wife and kisses the top of her head::
PrlUnicorn: exchanging of vows and rings have given their word before
PrlUnicorn: God and this company to be husband and wife.
Zaradda: ::he levels a backhand that crushes Venus's jaw:
PrlUnicorn: ::Joins their hands and puts her hand over them:: What
PrlUnicorn: God has joined together this day, let no man or woman
Denim82: ::::starts crying again:::
PrlUnicorn: put asunder.

Zaradda: Away from me. ::a soft whisper::
PrlUnicorn: Go in peace, love one another, walk in the light, and carry
PrlUnicorn: this blessing with you.
NoeIle 34: ::listens to Huma clear voice repeat his vows::
PrlUnicorn: By powers vested in me as an RDI , I pronounce you
LdyAja: ::smiles at Huma::
PrlUnicorn: husband and wife.
PrlUnicorn: You may kiss your bride.
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles::
SrThspian: ::i hold Venus in my arms as she falls to the floor::

Denim82: :::giggles despite herself:::
SrThspian: Zaradda!!!!! Why did thou do that
SrThspian: This tis a wedding
Denim82: esps:::: pucker up aja!!
Ariyung15: ::wails::
Khrysta102: ::Calmly scowls at Rad:: Please... dear this is a wedding
SrThspian: Not a bar brawl
Denim82: :::grins:
HumaDragbn: ::smiles::
Zaradda: She attacked me!

SrThspian: She walked by you slowly
PRINCESSVJ: ::looks over at Zaradda::
Zaradda: ::holds up his hand:: Look..she bruised my fist.
SrThspian: With no malice intended
SpifyMcBng: ::walks to the back::
NoeIle 34: ::smiles sweetly at the *kiss*::
Jakvaltrds: ::smiles as the two are joined:::
Mithrhan: ::blows nose loudly::
HumaDragbn: ::pulls Aja close to him kissing her deeply::
PrlUnicorn: ::makes a mental note::

SpifyMcBng: ::smacks Rad upside the head:: ::frowns at Rad::
RLupton: ::burts out laughing hearing Thespian , hiding behind the hill:
LdyAja: ::kisses him back::
Llenlleawc: ::Smiles at Huma and Aja::
XxLadySher: ::smiles at the happy couple::
PRINCESSVJ: ::claps softly::
PrlUnicorn: ::waits holding 3 items in hand::
Zaradda: ::refrains from hitting goon, knowing he'd hit back::
QuickVar65: ::Thinks, if only Lord Huma and Lady Aja had the wedding in a
AJaybird2: ::gives Aja a hug after Huma finishes his first kiss with

QuickVar65: private area, people like Rad wouldn't have invaded it::
AJaybird2: his wife:: ::reaches out and shakes Huma's hand::
Denim82: :tries to stop sniffling:
IdySarana: ::smiles at the newly wed couple:;
NoeIle 34: ::stands and claps::
SrThspian: Art thou allright Venus?
SpifyMcBng: Rad man say lot sorry!
AJaybird2: Congratulations you two......
Ariyung15: ::sees Fraidy cat and whispers loudly:: Hey cat, long time, no see!
HumaDragbn: ::smiles to AJ::

SpifyMcBng: ::points to Venus::
RLupton: (m) Why didst thou...
PrlUnicorn: ::thinks Rad got invited::
LdyAja: ::hugs her brother:: Thank you AJ
Zaradda: ::sighs::
Zaradda: I'm sorry, y'all.
RLupton: ::snickers:
PrlUnicorn: ::hands the couple three items, a broom, bread, and salt::
Zaradda: It'll heal in a few months, hon.
FraidyCat: meow? ::doesnt remember Ari at all::

PrlUnicorn: The broom is so yer house 'ill always be clean.. the bread
PrlUnicorn: so it may n'er know hunger, and the salt so life will always
PrlUnicorn: have flavor.
Zaradda: (s) And high blood pressure!
VenusS927: ::opens eyes::
QuickVar65: ::Smiles ans stands, clapping with Noelle::
Zaradda: ::claps a hand over his mouth::
HumaDragbn: ::smiles to Collie::
Denim82: :::::comes up to Huma and Aja quietly; feeling shy::::
Llenlleawc: ::Eyes narrow, he considers heading to the back..but waits::

AJaybird2: You two.....make such a fine couple
PrlUnicorn: <s> Good luck tae ye both..
SpifyMcBng: ::walks away, closer to the front:: ::claps wildly::
SrThspian: ::fanning Venus looking to her jaw::
LdyAja: ::smiles at Collie:: That is so sweet.
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles at Collies words::
Ariyung15: ::breaks aside from Sarah and runs up to Unicorn:: Are objections still beeing taken? I was
Ariyung15: late
VenusS927: ::asks what happend?::
Denim82: ::::hands them her present:::

Denim82: here.....
PrlUnicorn: ::steps down::
Zaradda: ::glances at Venus:: (s) Ugh..that's gonna be no solids for awhile.
Khrysta102: ::Smiles:: No Rad... it'll heal tonight ::She walks to venus and lays her hand gently upon
SrThspian: Zarrada took it upon himself to hit ye
FraidyCat: ::pads slowly to aja::
LdyAja: Collie?...Thank you for filling in.
Zaradda: I wuz attacked...
FraidyCat: ::looks sad because he didnt get them a present::
Denim82: its a sound system.......makes sounds like the waves and crickets and stuff...

Zaradda: ::backs towards Lupton nervously::
LdyAja: ::smiles at her::
FraidyCat: Meow
Khrysta102: her jaw as a blue healing glow moves to heal the injury::
PrlUnicorn: ::quirks a a brow at Ariyung:: I pronounced them wed.. yer waaay too late.
HumaDragbn: ::his nerves starting to settle::
NoeIle 34: ::her gaze upon the newlywed couple, she hugs Var::
Denim82: ::::hands the present to AJa and HUMa:::
VenusS927: i am not mad at all
PrlUnicorn: Yer welcome..

SrThspian: ::smiling i nod to Khrysta::
VenusS927: that is weird
Ariyung15: ::WALKS up to AJA:: UM....i have no present....but I WISH YE ALLS BEST O LUCK!
QuickVar65: ::Hugs Noelle and kisses her tenderly::
Llenlleawc: ::Pats Huma on the back:: Now ya just gotta KEEP her...
SpifyMcBng: ::grins happily::
Jakvaltrds: ::rises to congradulate the couple::
FraidyCat: ::jumps up scared to death at the yelling::
PRINCESSVJ: :;smiles at Aja and Huma::
LdyAja: That's ok Ari

Khrysta102: ::Smiles:: With Rad around it pays to have healing capabilities
QuickVar65: ::Then slowly lets go, murmurs:: I want to give Aja and Huma their wedding present
Denim82: :::walks back through the crowd to let others through::
Ariyung15: ::blushes::
Zaradda: (q) Theyre gonna kut my head off, Lup.
Llenlleawc: ::Hands Huma a small package wrapped in silver paper with a blue bow::
FraidyCat: ::looks very sad::
VenusS927: thanx everyone for being concernd::
AJaybird2: ::looks to Collie::
NoeIle 34: ::softly:: Var, I love weddings...such happiness and days filled of love.

SpifyMcBng: ::runs up the the front::
PRINCESSVJ: ::stands and walks to Huma and Aja::
LdyAja: ::picks up the kitty::
AJaybird2: The fee? Maam
PrlUnicorn: ::looks at AJ:: Aye?
FraidyCat: Meow.....::didnt know it was there wedding so he couldnt get them anything::
SpifyMcBng: Goon have lot good present!
QuickVar65: ::Heads up to Aja and Huma, slowly, pulling out a book::
RLupton: (q) Doubt it.
Jakvaltrds: ::Walks with Prin::

SpifyMcBng: ::reaches inside his vest::
PrlUnicorn: No fee necessary..
Ariyung15: ::walks to Fraidy Cat:: It's alright, Fraidy......::pats his back::
AJaybird2: ::smiles to
Denim82: walks as far away as possible so as not to get the thrown boquet::
SrThspian: ::i smile to Venus and lift her to her feet::
RLupton: (q) Hear that I saved the world?
LdyAja: ::smiles at Prin:: How ya feelin Prin?
QuickVar65: ::Hands the book over to Huma, seeing Aja with a cat in her hands::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles::holding Seamys arm::

SpifyMcBng: ::pulls out a large bottle with a little pink ribbon around the top::
PRINCESSVJ: great...thanks
Zaradda: (q) I could prob'ly take most of em..'cept maybe Goo--What?
HumaDragbn: ::smiles at Prin::
SpifyMcBng: This Goon best Demon Rum! ::hands it to Aja::
FraidyCat: ::purrs::
Denim82: :::;sits down in a chair watching the goings on:::
AJaybird2: Collie:: Indeed.......the Bird family is indebted....we thank you
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles and hugs Huma::<sw>see..told ya it was easy
HumaDragbn: ::chuckles at Spif::thanks

LdyAja: Demon Rum Goon?
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QuickVar65: Huma, this book has the poem I recited to Noelle during our
QuickVar65: wedding. It is to symbolize eternal love and happiness, as I have
QuickVar65: had
SpifyMcBng: ::nodnodnod:: It lot good!
Khrysta102: ::Smiles as she takes a large box from behind her seat and walks to Aja and Huma::
LdyAja: ::takes the bottle and smiles hugging him::
HumaDragbn: yeah, you were right Prin
Llenlleawc: ::whispers to Huma:: It'ss go well in the gofys I gotcha

FraidyCat: ::thinks they are going to be awfully busy, their honey moon and all::
FraidyCat: ::grins::
Jakvaltrds: ::looks at Huma:: Don't light any matches near that stuff ::grins::
FraidyCat: brb afk
NoeIle 34: ::stan next to Var, leans toward and hugs Lady Aja lightly, not wishing to crush the bride's
Ariyung15: ::RUNS TO KARAOKE MACHINE AND BEGINS TO SING "BARNEY SONG"::::::::::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles:: and hugs Aja::<sw> enjoy the honeymoon
NoeIle 34: lovely dress:: Congratulations, m'lady.
AJaybird2: ::turns back to Aja::....I've brought with me
AJaybird2: ....something......that was already yours

Mithrhan: ::stands and moves to the receiving line to congratulate the couple::
Zaradda: ::he procures a box of condoms from the dispenser at the SEB, pressing them into Huma's hand
Llenlleawc: ::Pulls the plug on the machine::
Zaradda: ::
HumaDragbn: ::winks at Prin::
LdyAja: ::smiles at Var:: How sweet. I was so happy you two came.
Zaradda: (q) Do the world a favor, pal.
PrlUnicorn: ::looks at AJ:: Their happiness is what is important... ney else..
Khrysta102: ::Hands the box to Aja as she opens it:: Aja... Huma this is *friendship* quilt...
LdyAja: :smiles at Prin:: I will

AJaybird2: ::hands Aja a box......small and wrapped::
VenusS927: ::still in a daze wonders where she is::
SrThspian: Congratulations to Ye Both!!!!!!
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles::
Ariyung15: ::turns to Llen:: HEY! PUT THAT BACK IN!
SrThspian: ::smiling i stand and begin to clap::
SrThspian: {S applause
HumaDragbn: ::looks at Rad::
LdyAja: ::looks at AJ::
QuickVar65: ::Grins to Aja and Huma:: Now you take care of that book

RLupton: ::wonders what Rad just gave, shrugs::
LdyAja: Already mine?
Llenlleawc: ::slices the plug off the cord::
Zaradda: ::nodding vehemently to Huma::
Zaradda: (s) Trust me.
Khrysta102: double ringed to symbolize the double rings of the marriage ceremony.... may your love alway
Denim82: :::looks to RAd:::
LdyAja: We will Var.
HumaDragbn: ::shakes his head::
Khrysta102: be true and your friendship strong

Ariyung15: ::grabs extention from pocket an truns to SING " BANANAS IN PAJAMS"::::::::::::::;
PrlUnicorn: ::nudges Huma:: <sw> Pay him no mind.. he doesnae li' children
QuickVar65: ::Holds a hand out to Huma:: Congratulations, Lord Huma
Zaradda: ::nearly cringes:: Oh don't tell me that, Huma.
SrThspian: ::i smile and nod disappearing and leaving a small sack filled with diamonds, rubies, emeral
SrThspian: ds, and gold pieces::
SrThspian: ::worth 5,000,000::
IdySarana: ::stands and heads toward the couple::
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Zaradda: ::his hand snagging several large diamonds as he backs away::

Khrysta102: ::hugs Huma and Aja:: Congratulations
NoeIle 34: ::lightly kisses Lord Huma's cheek, softly:: You've a lovely lady now...cherish her, m'lord.
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PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles at Seamy::
HumaDragbn: ::shakes Var's hand and nods to Collie::
HumaDragbn: thanks Khrys
Ariyung15: ::turns song to ""PLAY THAT FUNKY MUSIC:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::;
VenusS927: ::sits up and follows ths::
Llenlleawc: ::Takes Sara's Arm as she approaches::
IdySarana: ::hands Aja a box wrapped in silver paper::Congradulations

Zaradda: ::turns calmly, dropping the stones into his cloak::
Jakvaltrds: ::looks at Prin:: you do so love these things, eh lass?
LdyAja: ::is overwhelmed by all the well wishes::
SpifyMcBng: ::shifts his weight::
LdyAja: ::smiles at Sara::
Ariyung15: :::::Sings LOUDLY ON KARAOKE MACHINE:::::::::::::::::::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles:: oh yes..I do Seamy
IdySarana: ::turns and kisses Llen:;
Llenlleawc: ::kisses back, and smiles::
QuickVar65: ::Hugs Aja:: Congratulations, lady Aja. I know you and Lord

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QuickVar65: Huma will have eternal happiness
LdyAja: ::looks to AJ and then at the box::
Zaradda: ::moves behind the hill, flashing a diamond to Lup::
LdyAja: ::hugs Var::
HumaDragbn: ::looks at Aja and grins::
PrlUnicorn: ((Ariyung, please.. kill the caps..))
Denim82: :::;walks up to AJa sniffling::::
SpifyMcBng: ::looks down:: ::stares at the ground, looking *completely* out of it::
Ariyung15: BANANAS, IN PAJAMAS, are comin down the stairs...NANARS IN PAJAMSAS.....

Llenlleawc: ::looks about, muttering...:: Where's the champaign?
Denim82: ::::hugs AJa:::
Zaradda: I'll buy you a drink if ya tell me how you saved the world.
NoeIle 34: ::glances at Prin, her eyes gazing upon her stomach...frowns slightly worried::
QuickVar65: ::Hugs Noelle, kissing her tenderly::
Denim82: weddings always make me cry.....
Jakvaltrds: ::muzzles Ariyung::
AJaybird2: ::watches as Aja takes the smaller object out of the box::
VenusS927: ::puts a hand on ths shoulder::
RLupton: ::hands him the recorder's records::

PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles at Noelle and rubs her tummy::
Ariyung15: ::throws muzzle from face and has another drink::
Zaradda: ::flips through them idly::
LdyAja: ::looks to Llen:: In the back is the bar.
Mithrhan: ::'ugs Aja:: congrats ye two ::'ugs Huma::
PRINCESSVJ: Seamy...I must go now...
Zaradda: Eh.
AJaybird2: ::letting the light bounce off of the ring.......with it's single
AJaybird2: black pearl......surrounded by 12 smaller diamonds
Zaradda: You wanna split, boss?

LdyAja: ::hugs Mith::
Jakvaltrds: Alright Prin let me escort you then
NoeIle 34: ::sighs:: Nearly due, Prin.
Ariyung15: A'ight, newlyweds..........HAVE FUN! ::STUMBLS FROM WEDDING::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles holding his arm::
AJaybird2: presents to Aja.........the ring of her mother
LdyAja: ::looks at the ring:: AJ it's beautiful
PrlUnicorn: Night Prin.. Seamus..
SpifyMcBng: ::blinks:: ::looks up::
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PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles at Noelle::
PRINCESSVJ: bye Collie...lovely ceremony
PrlUnicorn: Thanks..
AJaybird2: She left this to you.........long before she died......
XxLadySher: ::smiles watching Aja::
HumaDragbn: Thanks Collie ::waves::
Jakvaltrds: ::watches the happy pair an move from the gathering with her::
Llenlleawc: ::Nods:: Bye Prin.
AJaybird2: ::whispers to a servant::
XxLadySher: see ya, Prin

VenusS927: ::turns to aja and huma and congratulates::]
Zaradda: ::jams Thspian's diamonds into his cloak pocket, casting a glance around::
LdyAja: ::smiles at him:: It was Mothers? ::a tear rolls down her cheek::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles :: bye Llen...bye Sher
PrlUnicorn: ::chuckles:: Prin be leavin' Huma..
NoeIle 34: ::winks:: I have a lonnnng time until mine is due.
IdySarana: Bye Prin
QuickVar65: ::Smiles to Noelle and lightly tickles her stomach::
HumaDragbn: oh yeah..duh
HumaDragbn: ::grins::

Denim82: ::::sighs::: gets up from her seat and walks over to Huma and Aja:::
Jakvaltrds: ::waves to all:: Good luck in the years to come::
AJaybird2: Yes......It was......::suddenly sad::
VenusS927: ::goes up to zarrada and scolds him::
PRINCESSVJ: ::smiles and waves walking off the field with Seamy::
AJaybird2: ::shakes it off and smiles::
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HumaDragbn: ::the shot of whiskey taking it's effect::
XxLadySher: ::walks up and gives Huma a big hug::
Mithrhan: ::smiles and walks slowly from the battlefield::

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HumaDragbn: ::smiles to Sher::
LdyAja: ::she puts on the ring and smiles at AJ:: Thank you.
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NoeIle 34: ::smiles:: Take care, Prin.
Denim82: :::smiles::: i wish you to the best and many happy years together:::
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Zaradda: ::looks at Venus::
NoeIle 34: ::mumbles:: late.
XxLadySher: ::smiles::

Denim82: ::hugs Aja and shakes Humas hand::
LdyAja: ::smiles at Sarah:: Thanks hon
DarkAngeIa: ::wanders onto the Battlefield::
Zaradda: ::slams a palm-punch into her nose::
QuickVar65: ::Looks at Noelle:: You okay, darling?
Denim82: ::nods sniffling:
SpifyMcBng: ::wanders away from the crowd up front::
PrlUnicorn: ::walks over to Rad::
Zaradda: Get out of my face.
SpifyMcBng: ::tilts his head at Rad:: Why Rad man got be lot mean?

Denim82: ::::waves walking out:::: i must be off.....
Llenlleawc: ::Has had enough, and moves torawds Rad and Lupton . hand reaching for his sword::
AJaybird2: :looks at the ring on Aja's finger:: ::smiles to her::
VenusS927: ::gets up and punches zarada back::
Zaradda: Why do you all insist on calling me Rad?
Llenlleawc: You two! OUT! NOW!
NoeIle 34: ::resting against her husband:: Mmmm. Yes, m'love
Zaradda: ::takes the weak hit, returning another telling blow to her temple::
Zaradda: ::to goon:: You'll address me as Zhange.
AJaybird2: Uh..like I said.......that was from Mom.......

IdySarana: ::watching Llen, knowing he's mad::
Zaradda: (Eh..Zhan)
Denim82: :::walks to the door and out::::bye!!!!
SpifyMcBng: ::wanders over to Rad:: ::grabs his wrist::
HumaDragbn: ::looks up to Llen::
Zaradda: (Zhange=Zhan)
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VenusS927: ugh i am so sorry
LdyAja: ::looks to the waiter and takes two glasses off and hands
PrlUnicorn: ::rolls her eyes:: He did it again..

Zaradda: ::palms a dagger in his free hand, looking at Goon::
LdyAja: one to Huma and then two more and hands to Sher and AJ::
Llenlleawc: ::Grabs RAD's Shirt::
VenusS927: ::begins to cry::
QuickVar65: ::Whispers to Noelle:: Would you like to go home, my love?
Llenlleawc: Get out!
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SpifyMcBng: ::squeezes:: No hit lady!
HumaDragbn: ::smiles taking the glass::
Llenlleawc: ::lifts him off his feet::

AJaybird2: ::takes the glass::
Zaradda: ::hisses, swinging the dagger at Goon's wrist::
XxLadySher: ::takes the glass from Aja::
DarkAngeIa: ::frown, not seeing who she was looking for and seeing a few she was not looking for::
DarkAngeIa: ::leaves::
NoeIle 34: ::vaguely wondering if Rad OD'ed on his "mean* pills, again::
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Llenlleawc: ::Blocks Rad's blow::
Zaradda: ::resisting, he kicks at Llen::
J Oaknshld: ::glances about as he steps onto the field::

SpifyMcBng: ::gets cut:: ::doesn't seem to care..or even notice::
PrlUnicorn: ::lays a gentle hand on Rad:: Calm down... no crime in not recognizing someone..
Llenlleawc: ::Throws Rad to the floor::
LdyAja: ::Smiles at AJ, Sher and Huma:: This is the happiest day of
LdyAja: my life and I am so honored that all you came to share it
LdyAja: with me..
Zaradda: Get 'em offa me!
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VenusS927: ::tries to jump in ::
Llenlleawc: OUT

Zaradda: ::falling to the floor, he plants his foot in Llen's groin::
HumaDragbn: ::frowns seeing Rad::
Llenlleawc: NOW!
LdyAja: Huma and I are lucky to have friends and family like all of you.
Llenlleawc: ::Dances back, and reaches to draw::
XxLadySher: ::smiles:: I wouldn't have missed it for the world
FraidyCat: ::purrs::
HumaDragbn: ::turns his attention back to Aja::
AJaybird2: ::lifts the glass......:: To a toast.......
HumaDragbn: ::smiles::

QuickVar65: ::Smiles at Aja and Huma::
Zaradda: ((Youre not about to declare all my actions and dodge all my own, bud.))
RLupton: ::watches quietly::
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LdyAja: ::raises her glass::
Llenlleawc: ((Okies..))
NoeIle 34: M'lord Rad tis a wedding!
FraidyCat: Meow
Llenlleawc: ::Winces::
StarFox64s: Have no fear AStar Fox is here!

SpifyMcBng: ::shakes his head:: ::drags Rad to the back of the aisle::
Zaradda: ::struggles to his feet, prying at the hand Goon's holding::
FraidyCat: ::wonders if he can drink::
FraidyCat: ::grins::
XxLadySher: ::lifts her glass::
VenusS927: ::feels sorry::
Zaradda: M'names Zhan!
Harris4801: fox shut up it's a wedding
AJaybird2: To Lady Aja......and Huma....may their lives be richer
AJaybird2: then the treasures of Mariyah...

Llenlleawc: ::Weakly follows Goon and Rad::
HumaDragbn: ::raises his glass::
Zaradda: ::slamming the dagger back towards Goon unmercilessly::
SpifyMcBng: Goon not care name, hit lady, got go!
StarFox64s: Why is it called the battlefield?
RLupton: ::raises a brow hearing Rad::
LdyAja: ::smiles at AJ and hugs Huma while she sips the champagne::
PrlUnicorn: ::raises a glass:: <s> Slainte..
AJaybird2: and may the grow old with each...other........happily
PrlUnicorn: ::downs it::

Llenlleawc: ::Grabs for Rad's hand::
Zaradda: Lemme go!
SpifyMcBng: ::blinks at getting stabbed::
QuickVar65: ::Looks at Rad, frowns at Huma and Aja, wishing they chose a
HumaDragbn: ::winks at Aja::
QuickVar65: private area to be wed so people like Rad wouldn't interrupt it::
FraidyCat: ::decides to add in his own toast::
AJaybird2: ::clinks his glass to the others::
Harris4801: It's another kind of battle that hasn't gotten off the ground
LdyAja: ::tosts with her brother::

FraidyCat: Meow, meow, purr meow.
SpifyMcBng: ::shrugs:: ::tosses Rad twenty feet past the back chairs::
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XxLadySher: ::clinks her glass with AJ's::
Harris4801: fox follow me
VenusS927: ::runs up to llen and apologizes and give him a weak friendly hug::
Khrysta102: ::clinks her glass::
LdyAja: ::thinks a moment and picks up the kitty::
AJaybird2: ::turns to Var::
HumaDragbn: ::eyes Aja::

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SpifyMcBng: ::points away from the wedding:: Rad man go!
Zaradda: ::struggles, both hands held..then skidding several yards away::
Llenlleawc: ::nods:: That'll work Goon. Nice throw::
AJaybird2: Var, come .......share in a drink with us......
Llenlleawc: ::Turns back to the front::
Zaradda: ::lying prone for a moment, he plants both hands in the dirt::
XxLadySher: ::smiles at Khrys and clinks her glass ::
Llenlleawc: ::Walks up to Huma::
Llenlleawc: Sorry..

RLupton: ::frowns and walks over to Rad;:
LdyAja: ::realization setting in:: Holy cow...
HumaDragbn: ::nods to Llen::
RLupton: ::helps him up::
SpifyMcBng: ::turns around:: ::walks back to the front::
QuickVar65: ::Surprised by the invitation:: You want me to have a drink with you guys?
Llenlleawc: ::Looks for a glass::
FraidyCat: ::wonders if Aja is in shock from getting married::
LdyAja: Indeed Var
Zaradda: ::his shoulder asunder, large wings flicking out from his scapula::

HumaDragbn: problem hun? ::grins::
AJaybird2: Yes Var
LdyAja: Noelle, grab a glass
Zaradda: ((shoulders RIP asunder))
AJaybird2: It is a wonderfull moment.........
LdyAja: No hon..no problem
SpifyMcBng: ::grabs a slightly smaller bottle from his vest:: ::grins::
NoeIle 34: ::forwns, seeing everyone drinking, her deep green eyes pleadingly towards Var::
SpifyMcBng: Demon Rum for all!
QuickVar65: ::Escorts Noelle to the table with the rest of the group::

VenusS927: ::sits down and begans to cry again both in pain and in ::
SpifyMcBng: ::cracks open the bottle and gulps some down::
LdyAja: Everyone should join in a drink.
HumaDragbn: ::nudges her playfully::
Zaradda: ::a coat of greyish fur beginning to sprout along his form::
Llenlleawc: ::Stands, tapping knife against his galss to get attention::
J Oaknshld: ::walks over to Huma::
PrlUnicorn: ::glances at Rad::
J Oaknshld: Huma!! Congrats!!
QuickVar65: ::Looks to Noelle:: Remember what happened to our young lord

QuickVar65: last time you had a drink?
HumaDragbn: ::smiles::Heya Jeff
IdySarana: ::graba
Llenlleawc: Ladies and Gentlemen...and Huma.
FraidyCat: ::wonders how he can::
J Oaknshld: ::grins and extends a hand::
SpifyMcBng: ::turns:: ::looks down:: ::walks over to Venus::
IdySarana: ::grabs a glass for the passing waiter::
Zaradda: ::his nails extending into wickedly barbed razors, he hunches slightly::
PrlUnicorn: Lup.. ::growling:: Get him outta here NOW! ::meaning Rad::

Llenlleawc: Tonight the man we have known as Huma Dragonbane has
Llenlleawc: ceased to exist. He is now Aja's Husband. How he managed to
Llenlleawc: fool her into this is still being investigated, but I am sure we will
J Oaknshld: Welcome ta slavery...errr...married life!!
LdyAja: ::grins at Llen::
Llenlleawc: get to the bottom of it soon. Until then, however we can do no
Llenlleawc: more nor less than wish this scoundrel and his lovely bride a
Llenlleawc: long and joyus union.
QuickVar65: ::Doesn't want to take the chance of their child getting sick::
HumaDragbn: ::shakes Jeff's hand::thanks

SpifyMcBng: ::kneels down:: It ok..
J Oaknshld: ::looks over and winks to Aja::
Llenlleawc: ::Raises his glass formaly::
VenusS927: ::crying harder than ever::
Zaradda: ::turns around to face the crowd, hissing angrily::
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Zaradda: (BRB.)
AJaybird2: ::greets Jeff:: evenin'........::chuckles::
NoeIle 34: ::frowns:: Well, it's another virgin daiquiri for me.
Llenlleawc: To Huma and Aja Dragonbane! May their love burn brightly

LdyAja: ::laughs happily at Llen::
Llenlleawc: against the darkness of the world, and glow warmly until the end
Llenlleawc: of time!
FraidyCat: Meow!
J Oaknshld: Evenin' Baronbird
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Llenlleawc: ::drinks::
HumaDragbn: ::tries to stifle a laugh::
FraidyCat: ::makes a cat smile::
SpifyMcBng: ::plops down next to Venus::

RLupton: ::shrugs at Collie:: If he hurts anyway... I'll get him out.
XxLadySher: ::raises her glass::
QuickVar65: ::Looks at Noelle:: Darling... one, and only one sip of cointreau,
QuickVar65: if that's what you wish
LdyAja: ::salutes and takes a sip::
IdySarana: ::giggles at the speach::
QuickVar65: No more, okay?
FraidyCat: ::raise a paw::
SpifyMcBng: ::looks behind him:: See? Mean Rad man go away.
RLupton: ((anyway=anyone))

PrlUnicorn: He already did.. ::points to Venus::
VenusS927: ::turns head and thanx spify::
FraidyCat: meow
XxLadySher: ::takes a drink::
IdySarana: ::sips her drink::
HumaDragbn: ::sips his drink::
Llenlleawc: ::locks arms with Sara::
AJaybird2: ::sips:
Ariyung15: ::runs to LdyAJA:: Sarah says to throw the boquet if not already done....
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SpifyMcBng: ::grins:: ::nods:: It not problem...
PrlUnicorn: ::moves to Venus::
FraidyCat: ::grin and sees a couple of forgotten glasses wfilled with wine::
RLupton: ::looks toward Rad::
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Fang Beset: ::the bat rears back on its haunches, slamming towards Goon..each razored foot hooking into
Fang Beset: the turf::
FraidyCat: ::pads slowly to the wine::
IdySarana: ::smiles brightly at Llen::
NoeIle 34: ::shakes her head:: No, Var...::takes a daiquiri...virgin::

SpifyMcBng: ::gets hammered:: ::flops over the chairs:: Oof!
LdyAja: Ok Ari
Llenlleawc: Um...Lupton...
QuickVar65: ::Leans in and kisses Noelle gently::
RLupton: Yes, I see.
J Oaknshld: Alright..'bout nuff of watchin' dis
SpifyMcBng: ::grunts:: ::gets up slowly::
SpifyMcBng: It Bat man!
VenusS927: ::apologizes even more::
Fang Beset: ::raises its arms over his head, shrieking in a high-pitched tone::

Llenlleawc: ::Pushes Sara behind him, reaching once again for his blade::
J Oaknshld: ::starts to move over through the crowd towards the skirmish::
VenusS927: sorry sorry
VenusS927: so sorry
NoeIle 34: ::but eyes the wine bottle Lord Lupton has, as he passes::
QuickVar65: ::Seeing what Rad changed into... thinks more like Bat girl::
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SpifyMcBng: ::shakes his head:: No be sorry...
RLupton: ::begins a slow walk toward Rad, his back trailing flames::
IdySarana: ::spills a bit of her drink as she gets pushed::

SpifyMcBng: Not do bad thing!
Fang Beset: ::digs its claws into the hard earth, shaggy hair tumbling beneath his chest::
XxLadySher: ::watches Jeff::
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AJaybird2: ::watches Jeff......push his way through::
SpifyMcBng: ::looks back up at...Fang::
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J Oaknshld: ::starts a full charge towards Fang::
FraidyCat: :;pads to the glasses and hops on the table::
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Ariyung15: Aja.......let me know when..gotta go soon...
PrlUnicorn: ::looks at Venus:: <s> Are ye allergic to magic?
Llenlleawc: ::stands between Aja, Huma, Venus, and Sara, Blade drawn::
QuickVar65: ::Wondering who invited Rad anyhow::
SpifyMcBng: ::blinkblink:: Shorty man?
Fang Beset: ::leaps::
FraidyCat: ::Starts licking up what he thought was wine but is vodka::
IdySarana: Love, what is that think?
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Llenlleawc: ((ops! Between them and Rad::

J Oaknshld: ::lowering his shoulder trying to uncapacitate him with a body blow::
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Fang Beset: ::letting him stumble past, he lands in the tree::
FraidyCat: ::finishes that glass and goes to the next doing the same::
Llenlleawc: ::shortly:: Evil
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VenusS927: i don't think so
J Oaknshld: ::watches him leap and only manages to catch a shin as he careens into the dirt::
SpifyMcBng: ::watches Rad flap away::
Fang Beset: ::not caring to block a charging dwarf, no matter his size::

RLupton: ::watches Jeff attempt to stop Rad with violence and more fighting::
FraidyCat: ::trys to hop off that table but stumbles and falls on his face::
IdySarana: ::cringes:: Can ye make it go away?
FraidyCat: Meow!
RLupton: (m) How unproductive...
AJaybird2: <w> Aja.....::winks:: I know Huma doesn't want to just
QuickVar65: ::Sits down by AJ, pulling Noelle on his lap::
FraidyCat: ::is one little Drunk cat::
AJaybird2: stand around all night......::smiles slightly::
Llenlleawc: Huma...you and aja get back

Fang Beset: ::drops from the tree angrily:: Not attack Moon Fang..
NoeIle 34: ::her eyes widen at the honorable Llen::
Ariyung15: ::feeds Fraidy Cat WHAT he thinks is cake but is really sleeping pills:::::::::::
J Oaknshld: ::shakes his head and gets up slowly, a bit stunned::
Llenlleawc: in fact..get her outta here
PrlUnicorn: ::rests a gentle hand on Venus's jaw::
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J Oaknshld: ::glances over having heard Lupton:: <m> let's see ya do somethin' productive
SpifyMcBng: ::stares at Rad::
QuickVar65: ::Stands and puts Noelle on the chair::

Fang Beset: ::folds the razored wings before him, stalking towards the one who flung him across the
Fang Beset: field::
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J Oaknshld: ::brushes himself off and again gathers himself watching Fang::
QuickVar65: ::Stands next to LIen, wanting to help::
SpifyMcBng: ::just stands there, watching Fang::
J Oaknshld: ::moves over again by Huma quickly::
Fang Beset: ::that being Goon..::
RLupton: ::nods toward Jeff and starts toward Rad, his body setting aflame::
Llenlleawc: ::steps up beside Goon. blade blazing with light::

AJaybird2: ::gathers his things and prepares to enter the reception area::
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Fang Beset: ::glances at Lupton, flapping back several yards::
NoeIle 34: ::exhausted, she rests her head upon her husband's shoulder, holding the daiquiri::
SpifyMcBng: ::blinks at Llen's sword:: Ooh! Lot pretty..
VenusS927: ::stands up and declares want a drink::
RLupton: ::follows him::
XxLadySher: ::gets ready to go to the reception::
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Fang Beset: ::continues flapping back, finally setting in a tree::

Fang Beset: Go way!
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AJaybird2: ::glances about......and heads to the reception::
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RLupton: ::small lines of fire arcing out threateningly along the ground::
Llenlleawc: ::stands behind Lupton, and between him and the guests::
Khrysta102: ::watches the bat from her seat wondering what caused it to show up in the first place::
Fang Beset: ::crouches in the tree defensively::
SpifyMcBng: ::looks up:: ::looks around::
Ariyung15: ::grabs lemon pie and throws in Lupton's face:: ~~~~~>> |} pie in face

J Oaknshld: ::focusing extra hard on a small bolt of force forming around his hands as he raises them to
SpifyMcBng: Where Bat man go?
J Oaknshld: aim for Fang::
PrlUnicorn: ::Venus feels a strange sensation flowing through her::
QuickVar65: ::Stands behind LIen and Goon, looking behind him, making sure
QuickVar65: everyone heads to the reception area::
J Oaknshld: ::concentrating to build the intensity and accuracy of the blast::
Fang Beset: ::focusing on Lupton, not Jeff::
PrlUnicorn: ::the wounds heal slowly::
J Oaknshld: ::then suddenly releases the energy toward Fang::

RLupton: ::nods toward Rad:: Stay.
NoeIle 34: ::leaves with Var for the reception::
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J Oaknshld: ::sinking down as it drains him thoroughly:
VenusS927: ::stands up and looks down at herself::
Fang Beset: ::hisses as the energy strikes him, tumbling from the tree::
QuickVar65: ::Staying to help LIen, to make sure they're alright
QuickVar65: ::
RLupton: ::shakes his head at Jeff::
SpifyMcBng: ::turns his head at the loud thud of Fang hitting the turf::

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J Oaknshld: <s> now subdue him Lupton
SpifyMcBng: There Bat man!
Fang Beset: ::one side scorched, he hisses..blue bile spraying at those near::
RLupton: (m) Easier to scare him away.
NoeIle 34: ::softly, worried:: Careful, m'love.
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PrlUnicorn: <s> It'll sting fer a few days.. but ye'll be fine..
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QuickVar65: ::Looks to Noelle:: Go ahead, darling, I'll be right there

Fang Beset: ((Bile's a sulfuric acid, btw.))
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VenusS927: ::walks up tollen and began to apologize for all her trouble
J Oaknshld: ::crawls to his feet, though hands on his knees as his strength slowly regenerates::
QuickVar65: ((In the liver, Rad, we know))
Llenlleawc: ::Shoves her back:: Not NOW!
J Oaknshld: ::as will his mental focus should he wish another short spell::
Fang Beset: ::limps to the side, taking a leap to land near Venus::
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NoeIle 34: ::leaves worried, her eyes upon her husband::
LdyAja: ::smiles:: I'm going to the reception
RLupton: ::the flame dies down about him::
QuickVar65: ::Looks at Aja:: Be right there
Fang Beset: ::snags the girl in his claws, holding her against his chest::
QuickVar65: ::Smiles to Noelle reassuringly::
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Llenlleawc: ::Looks at the smoking holes in his uniform::
RLupton: ::steps toward Rad, kneels by him::
VenusS927: ::Sorry she says and walks away::

SpifyMcBng: ::glares at Fang:: ::stomps towards him::
Fang Beset: ::finds her somehow escaping his vise-like grip..::
RLupton: ::ignorring burning acid as blue bolts of electricity run over the wounds::
Fang Beset: ::glances at Goon, then Lupton::
RLupton: (q) Ye gotta go.
SpifyMcBng: No touch lady!
Llenlleawc: ::Walks forward, blade still blazing with light::
LdyAja: See all ya all at the reception hall
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IdySarana: ::heads for the door, thinkin it really isn't safe here right now::

IdySarana: Love, I'll meet ye at the reception
Fang Beset: ::crouches down on his haunches, not hearing Lupton as Goon's charging..::
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