From: Adrian Tymes <wingcat@pacbell.net> Subject: Re: [PW!] Maiden's Peak! Date: Thursday, August 26, 1999 10:24 PM Maria Rocket wrote: > As Seth moved to kiss her again, he suddenly became aware of another presence. > He frowned and moaned inwardly. Not again.....go away Dopplerrrr..... > > "Not Doppler!" > > Both Aerie and Seth startled and looked up at the familiar voice. "Mimic!" > > "That is being right!" A Flareon trotted over to them. "Mimic lost awhile > there, but some persons Mimic can not identify told Mimic to come here to > prevent lemon and breaking of rules.....whatever that mean. Why Seth and Aerie > in dirt? Mimic hungry, let go!" > > Remembering her lost corndog, Aerie decided that they should all head back to > the ongoing festival. Seth gave her his arm with a smile, and they started > back, Mimic leading the way. Several minutes later, Mimic was sipping some lemonade, while Seth and Aeire shared a creme lemon pie. [1] "So, where *is* Slasher, anyway?" "Slasher play Clefairy!" Seth blinked. "Slasher curled up, purring, help heal injured human. Look too cute. Mimic no try impression, for Slasher's pride's sake." "Slasher...cute?" Seth was doing his best to avoid snarfing the pie filling in his mouth. ****** Slasher rolled back onto his feet and growled. Blood that was not his own marred his right cheek. In front of him, several weak, nearly feral Meowths glared back with looks of equal parts fear and defiance. When they spotted a lone Persian without any obvious trained, they thought they had their next meal. They had not counted on their foe being so strong. A loose circle of humans watched, but did nothing to interfere. Poor to the point of desparation, this band of humans followed the Meowths around, eagerly scooping up any coins left behind from their Payday attacks. Anything that caused these Meowths to fight was another meal they could afford. Two attacks in one day, and they could resupply the medicines that kept the sicker half of them alive. A prolonged battle like this was, in their eyes, unprecedented bounty, to be defended at all costs. Officer Jenny, who had tried to break up the fight, was tied, gagged, knocked out, and discarded to one side; the vagrants had stripped everything but the bare minimum of clothes she would need to keep her dignity...and to keep from freezing to death in the cold night before she woke up. Slasher roared, and again summoned Thunder, letting the electricity cascade along a ground now covered with metal discs, shocking the Meowths and sending them futher back. He knew he could not last forever, and he had to save some strength if he was to find his master again. Giving the Meowths one last threatening gaze, he sped off towards Maiden's Peak, hoping they would not give chase. Fortunately, Slasher's gamble paid off; the other felines were more interested in licking their wounds at this point. The humans never were interested in the meat, instead converging on the pile of wealth that would, if spent wisely, sustain them for at least two more days... ****** "Nahh," Seth quipped, "I can't see Slasher ever being *cute*." TBC? [1] And if you get *that* reference...why, yes, it is my opinion of certain prior actions of theirs. ^_^