From: Adrian Tymes (email@example.com)
Subject: Re: [PW!] The Ilex Forest Log Race
Date: 2001-08-17 16:25:35 PST
> "I... I guess that'd help... Maybe we can w-wait a while..." Sarah
> swallows back some of her saliva, nervous that too many trainers will
> show up since she becomes increasingly more frightened as the group of
> strangers around her gets larger, but willing to wait since it would
> take some pressure off of her drained friend.
'Sarah' shrugs. "You wait; not Mimic's style. Tired mind calls for
tired body, so one can rest while other works, then both rest
together." 'Sarah' hefts one of the uncut logs, then another, then
another, not even beginning to strain even when past the log carrier's
capability. "How you think get logs back?"
Sylvester blushes, hand behind his head, not phazed by the erratic
talk since he guesses it is Mimic's way of conserving strength for the
haul. "Well, ok, maybe I got a little ambitious."
"Ok, a *lot* ambitious. So I got carried away having my Farfetch'd
cut logs off. The rest of the logs would've been here tomorrow."
"And day after that, and day after that, and..."
Sylvester's blush increases. "Eh heh...yeah, I guess. Sorry."
"No problem...for now." Mimic begins marching off to the house. "But
no count on luck. And fix log carrier so can help."
[Ok, we've got the inevitable brute force entry out of the way.
Everyone else is going to actually have to be at least a little
creative to catch up. So, come on, let's see your ideas. ^_-]