Once again Agent Sunshine has astounded Agent Kitten Biscuit.
'Say that again, this time slowly and for serious' Kolkeskal demanded
'I want traction Benches in all interrogation rooms and my Bedroom!' Cheerfully repeated Sunshine
exodius1: 'Why?!' Kitten Biscuit was concerned, he knew his colleague was mad but what in Ral's name was he up to?
'Well, they keep prisoners in one place, making painting easier....'
'NO, NO, NO! I get THAT! Why do you want one in your BEDROOM!?'Kolkeskal was really getting thrown off-track
'Oh, you know...' Sunshine blushed
'No, I do not...'
'Well, Private Stuff...' Sunshine's face was almost completely crimson.
'WHAT PRIVA... you know what? I don't care. Just promise you keep it to yourself and relatively quiet and I'll see what I can do.' Kolke REALLY did not want to have that conversation right now.
'Yay! Thanks, Boss!' Sunshine was delighted.
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The only reason Gar was not removed from his position was his commitment to his job. Fleeting sanity or not work of the Guards had to be done. There was not much to do, except the investigation into Red’s death and imaginay assassins. One of the few cases Gar did resolve was argument between Ventus, the Stabbydude and some forgettable spinner. Spinner was sentenced for 26 days in prison.
Unlike Murderwheel’s healthcare system their Jail did take care of those incarcerated. Spinner left the Jail slightly unhappy but healthy and well fed.
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On 2nd of Moonstone 17 dwarven caraan showed up. Murderwheel has traded for the first time in many years, managing to buy majority of caravan with some old junk they had lying around. Furthermore the traders left ecstatic.
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Flame was venting his frustrations during a sparring session, much to dismay of his partner.
He noticed the messanger left. Or someone notified
him about it. At any rate “Agent” Kitten Biscuit asked Flame to have a talk. “Irresponsible” he said. “Stupid to send just one soldier”. “Amateurish not to encrypt the message”. Kitten Biscuit gave him few tips for next time. Surprisingly they were good advices, and KB seemed sincere in his help...
He also gave Flame a letter from Exodius. Seal was unbroken and the handwriting seemed right...
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In late winter Flame decided Danger Room has to be put in good use. After few sessions alone, to make sure the device was safe to use, he convinced two of his squadmates to follow suit. All three are considered legendary fighters now.
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Encouraged by Sumyunguy one of his Crusaders have given in into divine inspiration and has created a beautiful bone buckler. It now lies in the vault and waits until someone will claim it.
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Slash, block, dodge. It was boring but it had to be done. Once in a while one of Kitten Biscuit’s attacks penetrated the defences and Sunshine received s gentle tap with the sword.
‘Why are we doing this, again?’ Sunshine wondered aloud.
‘Anti-personnel combat is one of our duties, so we need to practise it. Now quit your bitching.’ Answered Kolkeskal, disinterested.
Slash, block, dodge.
‘Can you make this a little bit more realistic?’ Sunshine asked.
‘You mean?’ KB was uninterested in the conversation. This training session was a complete waste of time for him.
‘Well, personnel do not fight like this. Militia yes, but not personnel... they would be much more random, unpredictable...’ And again KB found himself trying to figure Sunshine out. He was always smiling that not-tainted-by-brain-function smile of his and seemed denser than pitchblende and yet, on rare occasions, he seemed more than capable of deep level analysis and complex planning.
‘Ok, how is this for realistic?’ KB punched Sunshine in the torso.
‘Ufffff....’ was the response he got.
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Elves, relentless in their efforts to find out what happened to previous caravans in Murderwheel, has brought themselves, along with some pack animals and cargo, under the gates of the Fortress.
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Flame, with triumphant thoughts, directed himself to the place where KB and Sunshine where training.
If they allow those elves to walk away I will have a perfect reason to accuse them of treason He thought to himself. As he entered the room he stopped, confused.
‘What on earth are you two doing?’ He asked, in shock.
‘Training.’ KB answered nonchalantly, helping Sunshine to get up.
‘I see that but why were you biting his head?’ Flame almost forgot why he was there.
‘Anything you wnted to tell us, apart from criticising our training methods?’ KB asked.
‘Well, yes. There is an elven caravan and they want to speak with somebody on charge.’ Flame said.
‘Very well, let’s go Sunshine.’ KB started going towards the depot.
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‘So you see, we demand ALL the information you have on the missing traders!’ Elf was trying to surround himself with aura of authority. KB was not helping his effort by being completely bemused by the spectacle.
‘They all got killed.’ KB did not wrap his words in velvet.
‘Than you are all to blame! For not providing the necessary security to the envoys!’ Elf was triumphant, or so he thought. Now the dwarves have to pay reparations, allowing the elves to gain the upper hand in trading relations.
‘Oh, quite contraire. You see, they were not killed by goblins or kobolds.’ KB openly demonstrated his boredom by yawning.
‘Than who... No, NO! You murderers! That violates every single peace time agreement our nations had!’ Elf once again tried to intimidate the dwarf in front of him. This time his effort was undermined by Sunshine.
‘Hey, Kitten Biscuit! You think this will work well to oil the instruments?’ Sunshine was pointing at barrels of Gnomeblight.
‘No, unless you want to limit the time you have to paint. It is a relatively nasty irritant.’ KB answered the question.
‘How do you plan on making amends, dwarf?’ Elf demanded.
‘I do not.’ Answer was short.
‘Very well! Patsy, CHARGE!!’ Elf demanded from one of his yaks. It did not bring any good to it, KB stabbed the yak twice in a short succession, damaging some internal organs.
Than the battle started for good. KB after a reflex action brought on by incredibly stupid training session, tried to punch and bite the yak, but got his senses back just in time to avoid attack from the elf. With one long sweep of the blade KB has cut right arm, hand and lower leg of the elf, damaging nerves, muscles and arteries. Next slash reached elves left arm, barely cutting into the flesh. Kb was not putting his best into the battle.
Sunshine too was disinterested in this activity. The targets moved too fast for him to make a good painting. He slashed several times at another yak, causing some flesh wounds.
KB was accosted by yet another yak. He managed to cut its stomach open and spill its insides. An elf tried to attack KB when his back was turned. All it earned him was a sword in his face.
By attacking yaks legs he tried half heartily to incapacitate the animal. To no avail as he was forced to stab the animal in the spine. KB’s eyes began to show what was happening in his head. Sure, pack animals and traders were not the best opponents he has faced in his life but it was invigorating. He twisted the blade in the spine for good measure before pulling it out and stabbing one of yak’s legs. As the animal fell to the ground KB has placed his blade inside its skull, killing it instantly. His eyes searched for next target.
Meanwhile Sunshine was slashing and stabbing at the same animal as before, uncommitted to the killing agenda.
Another yak was chosen as the next adversary for KB. Kolkeskal was becoming more and more excited by the battle and he switched from “kill” to “terrorise”. His attacks became more brutal as he aimed not to dispatch his opponents but to demoralising their friends. Yak, unable to breathe, surely made a pitiful sight, especially after its spine was severely damaged
Meanwhile Sunshine was still cutting at the same yak, kicking it once in a while. One of the other elves tried to rescue it, his enthusiasm was lessened by Agent’s sword biting into his foot.
Kitten Biscuit lost rest of his limitations as to clean combat. He was slashing, cutting and stabbing his way through the merchants, giggling like a child as stray body parts fell to the floor around him. At one point he has even killed one of the yaks attacking Sunshine.
‘Kill stealer!’ Yelled Sunshine, quickly forgetting about transgression done by his colleague.
When all was done and dusted only one elf was still alive. KB was breathing heavily, adrenaline slowly leaving his system. As walked closer to the surviving merchant he started regaining his professional mannerism.
‘Please, show mercy!’ Elf whimpered as blood run freely from his cut-off arm and leg stump.
KB granted the request, decapitating the pathetic being. Quick death was a mercy compared with what the elf would have went through bleeding to death, not mentioning interrogation that would occur if he would survive his injuries.
As the agents walked out of the Trading area they noticed Flame and his squad standing outside, waiting to enter and breakup the fight. Flame seemed paler than usual. KB speculated that his little “entertainment session” was louder than he thought.