Subject: Re: [PW!] The Search is On! Date: Mon, 24 Jun 2002 23:08:55 -0400 From: "Clayton" <> Organization: Bell Sympatico Newsgroups: *Snaps shears and snips* > > "We resume this in minute," Tiny said. "Cuts may be infected." > > He lumbered off into the side room. Amber started to chase after him when > > Jason grabbed her arms. > > She still struggled, snarling and snapping. He shouted, "Amber I'm sorry!" > > then whirled her around and slapped her. > > She stopped abruptly, and stared almost disbelievingly at him. And he stared > > back for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry," again. He gave her a hug. > > Then Tiny came lumbering back into the room. > > "You ready for thrashing?" > > "Yeah, whatever." > > "Go!" > > He body slammed her, then used all four fists to pummel her. > > "Shadowball!" she cried. It hit him but it didn't seem to affect him. > (OOC: I apologize for the abrupt ending, and I'm going to continue it now, > but I had to leave.) > He sneered and laughed. > "Stupid pipsy-squeak think bitty ghost attacks hurt Tiny. Stupid!" > He stopped and stared at her on the floor. She saw her chance and tried to > crawl away but he placed a foot on her back, pinning her down. > "Was going to be quick but you are nuisance. Slow." > As he raised his foot, Jason leaped to her assistance, yanked her out of the > way, and fled to the shelter of some old crates. > "You know, there's fine line between bravery and foolishness," he berated > her gently. "You crossed it a long time ago." > "You always save me," she said. "I figured we could take turns." > In spite of the mood, their position, in spite of everything, he laughed. > But his laughter was cut short by the pile of boxes to their right exploding > inwards and Tiny's angry face peering around. Jason picked her up and hid > behind another pile of boxes. Again the boxes to their right smashed against > the wall. > Suddenly the door burst open--- > TBC... -- and Bob bursts in, out of breath. "Whew ... *pant* ... lost her." he said with head between his knees, trying hard to catch his breath. Looking back, this probably wasn't the greatest idea in the world. And just to add to his problems, the jumbo Machamp plodded over and was now towering over him. "Oh joy, could this get any better." Bob muttered under his breath. The Machamp reeled one of his massive fists and nailed Bob, sending him careening across the room and into a pile of boxes, which happened to be behind Amber and Jason. "Tiny hate intruders." The Machamp said, lumbering towards the three of them. Bob shook his head, and looked up at Amber and Jason. "Um, we came here to save you?" "BUT YOU'RE ALONE!" They both cried out together. "Well, yeah," Bob said, getting up to his feet. "But your friends Vixxen and Solo are outside. I'm supposed to be the diversion. "Some diversion" One of them muttered. Clearing away the boxes and crates lining the ground in one swipe, Tiny glared down at the three of them. "Her Dark, Me fighting. Me have advantage." Tiny growled taking a swing. Bob braced himself for impact, since the fist looked like it was going to nail him. "Damn I hope this works." he thought. "Reflect." Just as Bob did that, the door burst open again revealing ... ... TBC ------- Clayton