*Swift glares at Finalblade while his paw roves to the inside of his jacket.* I'll say things whenever I bloody well feel like it. A little <i>mouse</i> like you isn't gonna tell me when I can and can't speak. *He tosses a flask to Reed, putting the paw back inside his jacket.* There y'are, me hearty. Methinks we're not bein' watched, but still, if the forest gives you the collywobbles... Get a little rum in the belly and calm up a bit. *All the while, he hasn't blinked or taken an eye off Finalblade. He speaks to the mouse.* I don't appreciate threats, cully. I know you meant that "do not say a thing to me" was a threat. Either that, or it was an order... And I <i>know</i> you weren't ordering me... That'd be bad for you, savvy? So, drop the tough-mouse charade and relax. Take a bloody nap now. S'long's I don't have to deal with you bein' overdramatic. -- The Hunt for Warpeye

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Subject: *Swift glares at Finalblade while his paw roves to the inside of his jacket.* I'll say things whenever I bloody well feel like it. A little mouse like you isn't gonna tell me when I can and can't speak. *He tosses a flask to Reed, putting the paw back inside his jacket.* There y'are, me hearty. Methinks we're not bein' watched, but still, if the forest gives you the collywobbles... Get a little rum in the belly and calm up a bit. *All the while, he hasn't blinked or taken an eye off Finalblade. He speaks to the mouse.* I don't appreciate threats, cully. I know you meant that "do not say a thing to me" was a threat. Either that, or it was an order... And I know you weren't ordering me... That'd be bad for you, savvy? So, drop the tough-mouse charade and relax. Take a bloody nap now. S'long's I don't have to deal with you bein' overdramatic.

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*Finalblade looks at swift*im not sleeping now you might kick me see now i can't trust you ...and i least i don't have a go beat a beast up when i get mad*still glaring at swift(mickle inside) Finalblade 06:19:09 08/29/03 Fri

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Finalblade looks at swiftim not sleeping now you might kick me see now i can't trust you ...and i least i don't have a go beat a beast up when i get mad*still glaring at swift(mickle inside)	Finalblade	06:19:09 08/29/03 Fri