*Valenze hurriedly drops the no longer unconscious mouse unceremoniously to the ground.* Ah wasn' ruffhousin! Ah was makin sher tha' 'e wasn'...ah...robbed whahl 'e was unconscers! -- The Hunt for Warpeye

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Subject: *Valenze hurriedly drops the no longer unconscious mouse unceremoniously to the ground.* Ah wasn' ruffhousin! Ah was makin sher tha' 'e wasn'...ah...robbed whahl 'e was unconscers!

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Date Posted: 19:28:37 04/18/04 Sun
In reply to: Swift 's message, "Okay then! Sorry about the delay!" on 23:35:24 04/03/04 Sat

>OOC: Rudd, erm... I had no contact with him for a
>bit. But I finally did, and we're skipping ahead now.
> We've arrived at a port town called Filsayesk. So,
>kick back and let's get back to RPing.
>
>BIC: *The ship hoves into port, and Swift bounds
>forward onto the boardwalk. A prim looking weasel
>strolls up and demands a toll for docking the boat.
>Swift pays easily, and grins at the crew.*
>
>Right mates, let's get her tied down and all and head
>us into a pub and get some food, sleep, and
>information.
>
>*With that, he begins roping up the sails and tying
>various ropes and lowering the anchor and things of
>that sort.*

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*The mouse howls as he hits the ground.* Torture and pain! I'm broke! The evil robber was gonna rob me pants off, and then he chucks me through the floorboards! Take his jaws, Zest, take his jaws!!! Serve him right! (NT) Drunken Mouse 00:26:45 04/19/04 Mon

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The mouse howls as he hits the ground. Torture and pain! I'm broke! The evil robber was gonna rob me pants off, and then he chucks me through the floorboards! Take his jaws, Zest, take his jaws!!! Serve him right! (NT)	Drunken Mouse	00:26:45 04/19/04 Mon