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Subject: **Lunges forward as his blade is released, out of reach of the sword slash. He spins to face Favre again, furious that he failed to kill the squirrel with the last blow. He ceouches again, but instead of springing, waits to see what the squirrel will do** Author: Grisiga [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 08:01:47 08/13/01 Mon In reply to: Grisiga 's message, "**Is pushed a step back by the ferocity of Favre's blow, but keeps his footing. He yowls again and brings his sword down in a crushing stroke at and angle to cut through Favre's neck and torso**" on 12:25:02 08/12/01 Sun [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date **Tenses as he watches his opponent like a hawk. He breathes deeply and slowly, apparently catching his breath.** (NT) Favre 16:09:41 08/13/01 Mon **Sneers** Short o'breath, Brushy? **Smiles cruelly and licks his blade** Come now, don't hesitate! Old Grisiga's here for the taking! **Begins circling the squirrel** (NT) Grisiga 19:35:50 08/14/01 Tue **Without warning and with lightning speed, the squirrel whips out another serrated dagger and sends it hurtling with deadly accuracy at Grisiga's chest. A split second later, he leaps in, slashing his sword at Grisiga's midsection in an attempt to disembowel. He grins grimly** Called concentration, Kitty-cat. Better than wastin' me energy spewin' insults. (NT) -- Favre, 09:26:53 08/15/01 Wed OOC: Oh. Forgot to mention, I'll be gone for the next 6 days, until next Thursday or Friday. Feel free to move on. (NT) -- Favre, 09:28:14 08/15/01 Wed **The dagger is implanted in Grisiga's chest. He clutches his chest, gasping for breath, but he is still on his paws. He manages to parley the blow to his middle, but that takes most of his strength. He is leaning to one side, eyeing the squirrel with incredible hatred** So... you have... defeated me...the great **gasps** Grisiga Montaba Gherabago. What now, squirrel? I wish to at least stand before all the leader...before...And I want to see my daughter... (NT) -- Grisiga, 15:22:49 08/15/01 Wed **Eyes the wildcat back with a gleam of feral triumph in his eyes.** Aye, I defeated ye, Grisiga. Told ye ye were a mite too cocky. **Motions for Kinnan, Astri, and his daughter to come, a silent obeisance to the wildcat's last wishes** (NT) -- Favre, 17:28:28 08/15/01 Wed