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Subject: *Mickle jumps through the window and begins following the sounds of battle until he meets up with harebell.** Hi harebell! where's the fightin at? Author: Mickle [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 19:06:05 05/08/03 Thu Author Host/IP: BV2-24.207.195.82.charter-stl.com/24.207.195.82 In reply to: Swiftstream Brooktail 's message, "*Swift hears Fik's cries, and roars aloud. He runs and leaps over the vermin penning him in. Slaying any vermin in his way, he darts up the wallsteps to where Fik lies rolling about in pain. Swift undoes his haversack and pulls out a canteen.* Easy mate, easy... Lemme wash this business outta yore ugly face. Urgh, yeh've got some cuts at'll scar, but they'll be an improvement on yore mug. Up yeh come now, yeh should be able teh see again." on 18:14:46 04/28/03 Mon [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date *Harebell looks at Mickle, the Abbot on her back* Back that way a few dozen rooms. Here, help me with the Abbot, he's injured, and sick. Once I've tended to the sick ones you can help Swift and Saiya, if they need it. But right now, I need it more. *SHe hands the Abbot off to Mickle and they make their way to the Infimary* Oh, my dear old Auntie's pinny! *SHe rushes around, trying to deal with the chaos that the vermin had wreaked in the Infirmary. Tables were over turned, creatures thrown out of their beds, and general anarchy all 'round* INSIDE..... Harebell 12:31:12 05/09/03 Fri