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*Looks down at sword*

Gotta kill something, yeah.

*Walks off to the Knarlok pen*

*Wrist gets pinned to the ground with knife*

*Grunts and pulls upwards*

*Tears out knife with teeth and spits it on ground*

So, I guess going into this one-handed was a bad idea...Never the less, I shall not back down.

*Leans down and picks up sword with the bleeding hand*

*Winces but holds it up*

Fight with honour Shaper Boran. May the best fighter win.

*Kicks over BJ's knife to him*

OOC: Holy feth, I go to my FLGWS for the day and I come back to 4 pages? You guys are fast.

OOC NOT AS FAST AS MY MUM OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GAT IM!

OOC: Vanden, Vanden, Vanden. Since when were you Muscle Man?

OOC YES! SOMEONE BLOODY GOT IT!

Since always, you all just don't know it.

*Morrigan and Quetz slowly nod off aswell. Horus and Huitz extricate themselves from the group and head back inside*

*Walks up to Knarlok pen*

Now how do I open you?

*Starts looking around for a gate*

*grabs the knife and bows his head to Vanden*

A final fight, loser pays for drinks, eh?

*sees Z15 go towards the knarloc pens*

Stop, gue'la!

*runs passed Vanden to stop Z15*

*Attempts to stop BJ*

*Stops and puts down weapon*

You're buying. You ran...

*Stumbles over to the bar and attempts to stop bleeding*

Oh this hurts...

*Finds gate*

Got ya.

*Cuts open gate*

COME ON!

*A Knarlok slowly makes its way out of the pen and lets out a roar*

AH YES.

*marla goes over to help*

So you want my help now sir boromir? Or are women not trusted as medics....

*Maria directs multiple gun turrets at pens*

*stops in his tracks when the knarloc steps out*
*slowly sheathes knife and draws rifle*

Leonie, step away slowly. Look down. It might not think you worth the time to eat.

*Smiles*

Where I come from, women are respected soldiers and medics. The fact that the females here also play similar roles makes me smile. And yes, if you could maybe just bandage up my hand, that would be brilliant...

*Flexes broken hand and picks up a cup of mead*

Ha! It works now...

*Ignores Jack*

This is going to be fun.

*Smashes Knarlok in the head with sword*

OOC Jack do you wanna play the Knarlok you being the resident kroot and all?

OOC Mind you, hunters such as Leonie make mince meat out of monsters 100m long and more, so a knarloc will be a piece of cake.

OOC unless your smosh gaming then you lose to a great jaggi, no joke it was hard to watch.

I didn't want to believe it, a party of 4 lost to a great jaggi.

that's like a Knarlok getting killed by a single guardsman, it shouldn't have happned.

OOC Link me vid.
I want to see the fail. Like, even I wasn't that bad.

*examines hand*/. Good to know. Il help then.

Nooe. Broken. But just fact your making if worse in long run. Il have to reset part of it and thrn bandage tightly. Hurt abit...

*Gentley resets part of hand and tightly wraps with a clear waterproof dressing*
Give it few days, you dislocated not broke as such. Your lucky.

*Gives pain killer*
Just go easy on that hand sir knight.

*examines hand*/. Good to know. Il help then.

Nooe. Broken. But just fact your making if worse in long run. Il have to reset part of it and thrn bandage tightly. Hurt abit...

*Gentley resets part of hand and tightly wraps with a clear waterproof dressing*
Give it few days, you dislocated not broke as such. Your lucky.

*Gives pain killer*
Just go easy on that hand sir knight. Oh and before you get ideas *shows hand with gold wedding and diamond ring* already taken.

OOC That should not have happened. Like...

Bic I have sworn myself to a life of solidarity. I wouldn't be interested even if you were single.

*Looks over bandaged hand*

Huh, it does hurt a wee bit.

*Ra and Horus walk up to the bar and order a martini and a blueberry and scotch*

Ra: Do you think OT will... recover?

Horus: Eventually. I'm sure losing Perenelle must have been hard at first.

*knarloc growls and lunges it's head forwards to bite Z15 in half*

*Shaper sighs*

Please, drop it. It's hardly riled up yet. We cam coax it back still.

OOC: Not sure how often I'll be able to post for the next hour. Sorry folks.

*Head lulls forwards for a second*

Oh, timber...

*Faceplants on the bar and falls asleep*

OOC Thats most likely me for the night/morning. Have a good one you foreigners.

OOC: Night Vanden

*kindly laughs*
A year or so ago I'd of called it a challenge. Marla, of the martian empire .

Now, I'm happy, I ha e a good life, great husband and am in fact a real princess.... technically.. I rarely use the title.

Don,t know why I told ya that.. . Oh well. Just go easy on the hand sir boromir.
*Walks back to repressor,*

*Rolls out of the way of the Knarloks bite*

HAH!

*Smashes its leg with the flat of the blade*

[Climbs down from tank roof] [Walks with Daemonette to the Rune Priest]
Yarrick is out cold. What do we need to do?

*Cal is holding Morrigan but calls over to Benny*

Cal: He just needs sleep. In my office in the med-bay there's a green bottle with the word Hangover-remover on it. It cures hangovers. Give him a shot of that when he wakes