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Subject: *Reed bursts out the the kitchen, flour now mingled with the same old grime on him. Behind him, a female otter flings the door open, she branishes a bread paddle after the ghost like seaotter. Reed grabs at his hat while making a beeline between tables and beasts to the door* (female otter) Gerr' back 'erre Reed Streamline, h'i gots a bit o' welcome 'ome gift fer you'h! H'i'll teach ye'h teh 'eave me'h wid Four kits ten seasons ago! *reed smashes into the door and clumsly flings it open, half falling into the cobblestone street, he sprints off along the street, filled with beasts for the opening night of their Festivale.*

Author: Reed Streamline

[ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 13:34:15 11/19/04 Fri In reply to: Swift 's message, "*Swift bashes Rudd over the back of his head.* You also ferget that we're on a rescue mission an' a mission o' vengeance. Crazy talkin' weasel by name o' Warpeye stealin' our mate Mickle? *He shakes his head and looks at Kit.* Don't'cha learn nothing, liddle Kit? Can't trust this buffoon t'answer anythin' proper." on 20:14:01 10/13/04 Wed [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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*Valenze pokes his head out of the bathroom, sees Rudd and Swift talking to Repus, and tries to sneak past without them noticing him.* Ah've jes' gotta slip pas', then ets a run fah theh hills...*He mutters to himself* (NT)	Valenze	07:27:11 11/20/04 Sat
*Aunt Ella glares at the fleeing Reed with disdain, if only because he is yet another 'young'un stirin' up trouble agen' whilst Kit mutters under her breath * To think i could be related to...*gulp* Erm, carrot trees Pearl? Can yer 'ave carrot trees? (NT)	Kit	11:27:08 11/20/04 Sat
Carrot trees? No such thing, silly, carr'ts grow from th' ground! 'Sides, Kit, this is a big town. Y'might not be related t' Reed. Why doncha ask yer aunty? **Turns to "Aunt Ella"** Marm Ella, is that rowdy otter-type that jus' scampered off from over there in any r'lation t' you an' Kit? (NT) -- Pearl the REO, 07:38:15 11/21/04 Sun ((OCC: Your call Reed: are we related?)) BIC: But trees grow out o'the ground an'all don't they? I mean, fer all the things yer want t'cook with carrots yer goin' t'need a lot of 'em, right? (NT) -- Kit, 07:44:12 11/21/04 Sun *Rudd, noticing that Aunt Ella and the others have left and continued without him, dashes out onto the street and runs after them.* (NT) -- Rudd, 12:46:39 11/21/04 Sun