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Post by Holly Short on Feb 8, 2007 20:33:43 GMT -5
"I've got it, wouldn't want Grub to get killed."
Holly maintains the situation with a calm and heroic sense of manner. She crouches down and sneaks past the goblin front lines, hoping to find the Corpral alive.
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Grub Kelp
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"You shut up. You were supposed to look out for me. Mommy said!"[M:0]
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Post by Grub Kelp on Feb 8, 2007 23:15:48 GMT -5
Grub is too frightened to fight back as a group of goblins strip him of his weapons and bind him with his own handcuffs. If there was ever a time when he wanted his mommy, now is one of those times. He's been close to goblins before--many times, in fact--but he had never been held as a hostage. He had always been with Trouble and his brother always seemed to have a handle on things. Goblins never would have gotten the best of Trouble Kelp.
He makes a face as one of the ignorant goblins takes his helmet away and puts it on its own wart-speckled face. It dances around like a complete idiot--until it runs straight into General Scalene, who thwacks the smaller goblin in the back of the head and barks some gibberish orders at it. Grub can only hope that someone will come for him. He has no way of communicating with anyone now that the goblins have taken his helmet away.
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Post by Holly Short on Feb 9, 2007 20:07:40 GMT -5
Holly chews her lip, as she watches the idiot goblin dance around. But she can't help but chuckle when the goblin gets slapped. She carefully aims her weapon, and picks off a few goblins with a sniper rifle. She then aims for General Scalene with her Neutrino 2000, she looks through the crosshairs and slowly pulls the trigger. This shot knocks Scalene unconcious, and scrambles the goblin hoodlem gang.
"Grub, get over here now! I'll hold them off."
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Grub Kelp
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"You shut up. You were supposed to look out for me. Mommy said!"[M:0]
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Post by Grub Kelp on Feb 9, 2007 23:52:50 GMT -5
"Oh, I'd love to, Captain. Really, I would," Grub replies, sounding extremely apologetic, "But I can't quite move, you see. They took both sets of cuffs off my belt and cuffed my hands and my feet and this is really driving me insane because my nose itches--bad!"
Not only is Grub bound hand and foot, he is also hanging upside down from the only tree left standing in the yard. The goblins have twisted a length of rope through the cuffs around his ankles. He looks very much like the world's most pathetic piƱata--which is probably what the goblins intended to use him for at some point.
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Post by Holly Short on Feb 10, 2007 0:06:12 GMT -5
"Alright, let me get you down."
Holly takes a survival knife out of it's sheath and cuts the ropes on Grub. Then she pulls a skeleton key out of her pocket, and unlocks the cuffs. She catches Grub as he falls from the tree and sets him on his feet.
"Are you alright? We'd better get back to those shrubs, your brother will be worried."
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Grub Kelp
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"You shut up. You were supposed to look out for me. Mommy said!"[M:0]
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Post by Grub Kelp on Feb 10, 2007 0:03:49 GMT -5
"Apart from being a bit roughed up and having all the blood rushed to my head, I'm fine," Grub answers dizzily, clutching his head as it tries to adjust to being rightside-up once again, "I'm with you, but I have to get my stuff first."
He cautiously approaches the goblin who had taken his helmet, lightly kicking him with the toe of his boot to be sure he is, in fact, unconscious. Confirming this as the kick receives no response, he quickly snatches his helmet off the scaly creature's head and then makes a break for it, picking up his scattered weapons along the way before he flings himself in the dirt under the shrubbery.
"Ew...I think I'm going to be sick," he gags as he plucks a molted goblin scale from the inside of his helmet, "As soon as we're back underground, I'm having Foaly disinfect this. Who knows where that goblin's head has been!"
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Post by Holly Short on Feb 10, 2007 0:18:20 GMT -5
"Paranoid males."
Holly glares at Grub, because he is so paranoid about everything. But she drags him by the arm, over to the shrubs.
"Foaly, call up a shuttle. We need to get outta here."
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Post by Foaly on Feb 10, 2007 0:32:10 GMT -5
"You got it. Good job, guys," Foaly commends them as he watches the rest of the squad round up and arrest the confused goblins, "I've already reserved some nice little cells on Howler's Peak for that lot. Transportation should be there to pick you all up in about...five minutes."
As he says this, he deploys an auto-piloted shuttle with the push of a button. After doing so, he rises from his chair and, as long as no one is around, he turns on some tunes and works on improving his four left hooves.
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Post by Holly Short on Feb 10, 2007 21:03:05 GMT -5
Holly sighs a sigh of relife, knowing that she almost died, and Grub would have been MIA or even KIA. She feels a little guilty for putting someone's life on the line, but thats going to happen being an LEP officer.
"Very well Foaly, lets move them out, and thanks again. Even though I don't know what you did but thanks."
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Post by Foaly on Feb 10, 2007 21:25:28 GMT -5
"I deployed the shuttle for you--that's what I did," Foaly replies, slightly offended, "Sheesh, you act like all I do is sit on my rump and do nothing all day. That shuttle should be there in 5...4...3...2...1--right on schedule. Am I good or what?"
Sure enough, the shuttle appears in a holographic chunk of the hedge, ready and waiting to take the officers and the arrested goblins back to Haven City.
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Post by Holly Short on Feb 10, 2007 21:58:27 GMT -5
Holly starts getting into the sarcastic mood, ready to nail Foaly with a sarcastic remark. She always wanted to crush Foaly with one back at him.
"Oh no Foaly, you don't sit on your fat rear end all day. You work it off, and then it comes back with a revenge!"
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Post by Foaly on Feb 10, 2007 22:07:01 GMT -5
"Oh, aren't we just hilariously funny today?" Foaly mutters, then blinks in realization, "Wait a minute. Fat? I'm just big-boned!"
The centaur gets up and flexes a scrawny arm, then glances back self-consciously at his equine rump.
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Post by Holly Short on Feb 10, 2007 23:13:00 GMT -5
"Maybe you should check back there more often, Foaly."
Holly chuckles at the fact she made fun of a sarcastic centaur, but she appologizes and concentrates on her job.
"Sorry Foaly, I wanted to get you back on what you did to me on the shuttle cleaners. Remember when you cut off the breaks on perpose?"
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Post by Foaly on Feb 10, 2007 23:58:02 GMT -5
"Uh...what shuttle cleaners?" Foaly asks with a nervous chuckle, playing dumb, "I don't recall that incident, Holly. Are...are you sure it was me in the Ops Booth? Uh, anyway...that's of little importance right now. Just pilot that shuttle back down here so we can get those creeps locked up on Howler's Peak and never have to see their scaly faces again, eh?"
That settled, he returns to practicing his dance steps. Getting four hooves to move in sync with each other is certainly not as easy as it looks.
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Post by Chix Verbil on Feb 11, 2007 0:31:11 GMT -5
[glow=green,5,300]While Holly and Foaly exchange insults and excuses, Chix kicks back in one of the seats in the shuttle, propping his feet up on the headrest in front of him and popping the top on a bottle of spring water. Behind him, separated from the rest of the shuttle by a metal grate, a few goblins are starting to recover, but they are in no condition to start any riots.
"That was uneventful," he comments after taking a swig of the water and belching loudly, "Granted, goblins are stupid, but this bunch was starting to make a troll look smart."[/glow]
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