TFL: Once again, another chapter, and once again only 1 reviewer. for
goodness sake at least review. Oh well Disclaimer time.
*Same cheesy music as before*
TFL: What the, I thought I'd destroyed the CD player
*Sees Ivan from Golden Sun by the CD player*
Ivan: I liked the tune so I thought I'd ask EchoKazul if I could borrow it after
^^^^^SHAMELESS PLUG ALERT^^^^^
Robin Hood GS Style to annoy you.
TFL: Why you little. oops
*TFL is soon hit with a great variety of Jupiter attacks*
TFL: Wow, I can survive a direct hit from lightening
Ivan: However Echo agreed to lend the CD player to me as long as I followed one condition.
TFL: Which is.
Ivan: *grumbles* That I have to do the disclaimer for them
TFL: ^_^
Ivan: TFL doesn't own Golden Sun or The Haunting of Alaizabel Cray.
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"Let me get this straight, these Green Tack Murders almost form the rune of Chackh'morg?" asked Crott.
"Precisely!" the sound came from an unexpected source, the Watcher. He had been silent until then, and he had no right to speak now, or at least none now the others knew of.
"Devil Boy, can you divine when the final one will be?" asked Thaniel.
"Of course" said Devil Boy, who had quickly regained his composure after his experience with the Watcher.
"Do it!" said Crott, "Gentlemen..."
"Ahem," said Cathaline.
"and Ladies," continued Crott without missing a beat, "we have a situation!"
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Thaniel and Alaizabel were walking arm in arm looking for the criminal who was attempting to complete the Chackh'morg. A woman walked past them with a disturbed look on her face.
"Can we help you miss. You appear to be worried?" asked Thaniel in a kindly voice.
"It's. it's nothing, probably just my imagination. I think someone is behind me but I can't see anyone. Could you perhaps stay here and if someone is, they shall pass you" asked the lady.
"Of course!" came the reply from Alaizabel.
"Thank you!" came the reply as she hurried off.
Thaniel uncorked a bottle of sulphur and poured it on the cobbles as soon as he had done so, a two-toed imprint moved the substance away and the sulphur seemed to recoil from it as if it too was afraid to touch that had created it.
*No, it can't be* thought Thaniel as he realised, *yes. yes it is* and horror swept over him.
As Thaniel raced towards the lady, she looked back, afraid of her assailant. She shouldn't have turned. Rawhead stood there, a vast monstrosity of fur and claws. It stabbed her with a surely fatal wound. Then the Watcher was there.
Thaniel shot Rawhead but the beast just recoiled back and looked unharmed. The Watcher attacked. Then the dance began, blade against claw, parry for parry. Neither could land a stroke, one had supernatural reflexes, the other, blades which teleported to where they were needed. It was graceful, the two combatants working together to create a display of startling beauty, the fight going faster than the eye could follow. Neither could harm the other, never was there an opening as the two circled in a deadly ballet. All who were there watched this display, they would never forget, for it had a soul of it's own.
Then Rawhead ripped out the Watchers heart.
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TFL: I love cliffhangers don't you and I'll be at school next week so it shall be difficult to update although reviews will help ^_^
*Same cheesy music as before*
TFL: What the, I thought I'd destroyed the CD player
*Sees Ivan from Golden Sun by the CD player*
Ivan: I liked the tune so I thought I'd ask EchoKazul if I could borrow it after
^^^^^SHAMELESS PLUG ALERT^^^^^
Robin Hood GS Style to annoy you.
TFL: Why you little. oops
*TFL is soon hit with a great variety of Jupiter attacks*
TFL: Wow, I can survive a direct hit from lightening
Ivan: However Echo agreed to lend the CD player to me as long as I followed one condition.
TFL: Which is.
Ivan: *grumbles* That I have to do the disclaimer for them
TFL: ^_^
Ivan: TFL doesn't own Golden Sun or The Haunting of Alaizabel Cray.
@@@
"Let me get this straight, these Green Tack Murders almost form the rune of Chackh'morg?" asked Crott.
"Precisely!" the sound came from an unexpected source, the Watcher. He had been silent until then, and he had no right to speak now, or at least none now the others knew of.
"Devil Boy, can you divine when the final one will be?" asked Thaniel.
"Of course" said Devil Boy, who had quickly regained his composure after his experience with the Watcher.
"Do it!" said Crott, "Gentlemen..."
"Ahem," said Cathaline.
"and Ladies," continued Crott without missing a beat, "we have a situation!"
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Thaniel and Alaizabel were walking arm in arm looking for the criminal who was attempting to complete the Chackh'morg. A woman walked past them with a disturbed look on her face.
"Can we help you miss. You appear to be worried?" asked Thaniel in a kindly voice.
"It's. it's nothing, probably just my imagination. I think someone is behind me but I can't see anyone. Could you perhaps stay here and if someone is, they shall pass you" asked the lady.
"Of course!" came the reply from Alaizabel.
"Thank you!" came the reply as she hurried off.
Thaniel uncorked a bottle of sulphur and poured it on the cobbles as soon as he had done so, a two-toed imprint moved the substance away and the sulphur seemed to recoil from it as if it too was afraid to touch that had created it.
*No, it can't be* thought Thaniel as he realised, *yes. yes it is* and horror swept over him.
As Thaniel raced towards the lady, she looked back, afraid of her assailant. She shouldn't have turned. Rawhead stood there, a vast monstrosity of fur and claws. It stabbed her with a surely fatal wound. Then the Watcher was there.
Thaniel shot Rawhead but the beast just recoiled back and looked unharmed. The Watcher attacked. Then the dance began, blade against claw, parry for parry. Neither could land a stroke, one had supernatural reflexes, the other, blades which teleported to where they were needed. It was graceful, the two combatants working together to create a display of startling beauty, the fight going faster than the eye could follow. Neither could harm the other, never was there an opening as the two circled in a deadly ballet. All who were there watched this display, they would never forget, for it had a soul of it's own.
Then Rawhead ripped out the Watchers heart.
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TFL: I love cliffhangers don't you and I'll be at school next week so it shall be difficult to update although reviews will help ^_^