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Martin took a breath and thought for a moment. What would be is first order of business. He took a deep breath, but let go when he couldn't think of much. It was morning. He was dang tired. He sighed.
Sain looked at him narrowing his eyes.
"...What?" asked Martin nervously.
"I'm on to you," Sain hissed. Martin's eyes darted back and forth nervously.
"Ooo-kay then," he said. He laughed. Weird guy, that Sain...
He turned to Hector. "I know I've done this before, but I don't know if you guys do it differently. Um...I'm going to do this my way, and just let me know if I can change."
Hector smiled. "Eh, do it however ya want. Just let us hear you."
Martin smiled.
Karla was walking along, talking to Lyn, when her ears perked up. "...Lyn?"
"Yes?" Lyn replied.
"...Are we forgetting something?..." she looked up. "Oh my god! My brother! He's still tied to the poker table! Ohgodohgod..." she fanned herself.
"Karla, calm down!" Lyn said. "I'll tell everyone, and we'll go back and getting him."
"HEY GUYS!" screamed Karla. Everyone looked back at her.
"...What?"
"Karel's tied to that frickin' poker table you guys forgot!"
"I KNEW we were forgetting something," said Hector.
"Karel?"
"NO! The poker table!" Karla anime fell.
Later...
"Karel?" Eliwood asked, crouching on the leg of the poker table at the old campsite.
Karel was chewing and ripping at a rat.
"Wha?" asked Karel, mouth full of rat.
Everyone twitched.
"...What's with the rat?"
"I was hungry! And restrained!"
Eliwood's eyebrow slowly lowered. Karel's clothes were stained in rt blood.
"Someone untie the maniac..." Eliwood said.
Everyone took a step back.
"Let's draw straws," Martin said holding some straws in the air.
Poor Canas. He got stuck with the shortest straw. He stepped closer ever-so-slowly as if he was handling a rabid dog.
"...Nice boy..." he said quietly. His hand touched the rope. So far so good. His other hand slowly reached for the knot as he carefully tugged at it. Soon he grew frantic as Karel began to turn around. Soon the knot was very loose, and he jumped back as Karel snapped at him, releasing the rest of the rope.
Karel shot off like a rocket.
Canas sighed, took off his monacle, and wiped it with his cape before placing it back on his eye.
"Job well done?" he asked.
Everyone sighed and started back off.
Sorry it;s short, but it's prgress, right? Read and review everyone!