Nov 23, 2011 20:09
[Anyone wanna help out a damsel in distress?
He'll just be here in the middle of the city. Like he's not supposed to be. All running from zombies and stuff. He was headed for the library, and...well...
He be runnin', yelling into the communicator.]
SOMEBODY GET RID OF ZESE ZINGS!!!!
c: france,
c: prussia
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[More in your favor!? Like he did something to fall OUT of your favor? This petty shit is why he preferred to just leave you alone. And the idea that he was so low that he'd only save you in return for se- NEVERMIND THEY GRABBED YOU. HE IS INEXPLICABLY HACKING IT WITH A CLAYMORE]
GIT OOF YE BLEEDIN MONSTER!
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[He yelps and falls back, watching Barclay hack away. When it was done, it was difficult not to notice the rest of the hoard catching up. He stood and grabbed Barclay's arm.]
Come on, Ecosse!
[Let's head in the OPPOSITE direction of those things. :|]
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[He ran along a bit but he struggled against Francis]
Nae, ye git gooin' Ah'll hold em off!
[Because that was easier than facing you in the aftermath]
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[Wait - this bided him time to get a weapon.]
I'll be back! Be careful!
[And he ran towards Switzerland's favorite shop in all of Ruby City.]
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[He growled]
DINNAE COME BACK HERE! GOWAN! GIT OOT!
[He was silent then other than swearing at the zombies as he slashed and hacked them apart]
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{he may or may not have called up to tell Francis to stop. But he was grateful for the hits regardless. He swung at zombie after zombie, valiant like a knight. His hair blew a bit in his own breeze, his clothing swept, the blade was a blur as it fell on one undead after another. He looked like a true prince charming.... except more bad-ass and homicidal]
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He put another bullet through a nearby zombie's head, and watched his knight in gorey armor slash away.]
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...Ecosse...?
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Aye... ye olrigh'....France?
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Ye be'er git home. Comma.... [He'll escort you]
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