Will Scarlett (
will_scarlett) wrote2008-09-28 02:58 pm
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Sherwood Plot-First Team
The door opens onto Sherwood where the men are gathered. Little John sees this group and gives a nod,
"Ye're with me, let's get movin'."
"Ye're with me, let's get movin'."
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The crossbow men tries to fire as Jack appears but he's scared witless and it goes off into the trees.
Both horses are dancing about, trying to get this thing off of them as the driver draws his sword and the pikemen charge.
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He emerges from the trees, heading towards one of the men with pikes from behind, knife in hand, moving almost silently.
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Sadly the other one is just aware of Atton almost too late and in his panic, his pike is swinging around wildly, four feet of solid wood that moves towards Atton's stomach.
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He's perfectly content to play with the pikesman a while, so he takes a step back, flicking his knife around, and watches.
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That should give the others pause and show that he is serious.
He holds his axe before him, legs apart, ready for the next onslaught.
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The cart is careening off down the road with the others after it.
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A flick of said hand sends the pikesman flying - High and far.
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"That cannot have been all!" Teja scoffs, with a grim laugh. "Come on, men -- who is next?"
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It doesn't seem to be working, and so Jack scrambles for balance and then springs forward to the seat of the cart.
His sword clashes hard against the guard's crossbow, while his wildly flailing fist strikes the driver hard across the nose.
"Not good!"
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The crossbowmen is trying his best to fight off Jack but so far all he's got for his troubles is a broken nose. In desperation he punches upwards with the crossbow at Jack.
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Jack ducks down and to the side, helpfully clearing the way for the crossbow to smash into the driver's sword. In their moment of distraction, he scrambles up onto the back of the cart and aims a kick at the driver's head.
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This might not be such a bad situation except there's a bit of a huge pot hole in the road which bounces the cart.
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Jack goes sprawling with the force of the bump, fetching up against the side of the chest.
"Aha!"
In the next moment, he's scrambled around it to the side and started to pull the straw and the blanket off of it.
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The bump caused the crossbowmen to almost lose his bow and he turns trying to pull Jack away from the chest.
A wheel starts to wobble as the mud flies.
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Really, that likely would have gone much better had a handful of mud not spattered into his face at the opportune moment.
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Luck is not on the driver's side as the horses are still panicking and then they hit a huge puddle where cart goes down, horses go up.
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"Oh jeeze," he thinks as the cart disappears around a stand of trees. He quickly takes in the scene and takes off running after the cart. He doesn't get too far before he reaches down and pulls up the hem of his robes so that he can run faster.
He is resolutely not thinking about how this must look. "Jen's not here, Johnny's not here," he thinks to himself over and over as he runs.
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"Bloody pirate!"
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John's glad of a bit of a break, he didn't plan on running after a cart through the mud.
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Ben picks up what's left of the robe in one hand, the big stick in the other and sets off running.
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"Name yerself, foul demon!"
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Maybe he shouldn't have watched Babylon Five last night.
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"We're 'ere to bring ye justice."
The man on the horse just looks peeved to hide the fact he's terrified,
"I'm not scared o'ye, vile beast."
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