Author Topic: The Lonely Castaway (Danker, Deyna) (Read 851 times)

Skipper Rorgus · « **Reply #15 on:** March 03, 2011, 08:47:56 PM »

The first mate chuckled to himself.
He was trying to back out of a fight he thought to himself.
" We'll, if you really want to...then I suppose I could oblige you!" He moved closer to Prattel, he spread his legs apart and looked at Prattel.
" Are you ready stoat? Bring it on!"

Danker · « **Reply #16 on:** March 04, 2011, 12:26:23 PM »

Prattel gave a sigh of relief, and then he took a fighting stance. He kept his eyes focused on the otter and slowly circled him. The stoat waited for the otter to make the first move. You can take this guy. Prattel thought to himself. He shouldn't be too difficult.

Skipper Rorgus · « **Reply #17 on:** March 13, 2011, 10:04:01 AM »

The first he brought his fists up. One blocking and one ready to punch. As he circled Prattle he got ready to punch. Just as Prattle was starting to relax a bit he punched straight forward as fast as he could. He hit him in the stomach and then he made an uppercut aiming for under Prattles chin.
" Is that all you got? Come on attack me!" He said dauntingly.

Danker · « **Reply #18 on:** March 16, 2011, 08:34:13 AM »

Prattel was sent to the floor stunned. He shook his head and jumped back to his feet.

" Is that all you got? Come on attack me!"

"Well if you insist." Prattel made three quick kicks at the otter's waist, then a jab to the jaw. "Come on ya wee sea fairy! Give me what ya can!" Prattel mocked the otter's accent.

Skipper Rorgus · « **Reply #19 on:** March 17, 2011, 02:06:37 PM »

He quickly knock Prattles footpaw away as he tried to kick him, but he missed the jab to the jaw. He shook his head as the dizzys went away.
" Oh rly?" He brought a paw up to punch Prattle under the chin, then at teh last moment he stopped while he brought a footpaw up under Prattles guard.

Danker · « **Reply #20 on:** March 18, 2011, 08:19:28 AM »

The kick caused Prattel to stumble back and get his footpaw stuck in a bucket. "Oh, real classy." The stoat said sarcastically. He kicked it off and slowly advanced toward the otter in a defensive stance. "Now I'm serious. I ain't holdn' back."
Prattel roundhouse kicked at the otter's head and alternating jabs and hooks at the sea farer’s waist and head. He backed off and purposely dropped his guard.

Skipper Rorgus · « **Reply #21 on:** March 21, 2011, 11:02:14 AM »

The otter blocked most of Prattles blows, but several of them hit him square on. He had the breath knocked out of him, but he recovered quickly.
Then he lunged forward sweeping his foot paw out and under Prattles legs. He tripped him and while he was down he leaped onto his chest and pinned his arms down.
" Give up yet, vermin?" He said breathing heavily.

Danker · « **Reply #22 on:** March 21, 2011, 01:04:31 PM »

Prattel laughed. "No!" The stoat got one paw free and wriggled to the otter's side, then he grabbed the water dog's arm. Prattel pushed the otter off and threw himself on top him. The stoat went into a arm bar. "Give up!"

Skipper Rorgus · « **Reply #23 on:** April 03, 2011, 08:56:23 PM »

He snorted,
" Yeah right stoat." Thrusting his knees up he flung Prattle up into the air, he jumped to his paws and put one foot paw on Prattles chest.
He let up and grinned at the stoat.
" Ye' put up a good fight Prattle, I'll be sure pick my fights carefully after this." He said winking at Prattle,
" Now how about we get back to work eh?"

Danker · « **Reply #24 on:** April 05, 2011, 05:17:03 PM »

Prattel struck the otter's ham string with great force. "Yeah, sure thing!" The stoat laughed. "Been some time since I had a good brawl, 'ope ya didn't get too banged up! Be a shame if I 'urt a scrapper like you." Hafter got up. "Well I gess play time's over, what'll ya have me do boss?" He asked the captain.

Skipper Rorgus · « **Reply #25 on:** April 07, 2011, 06:06:03 PM »

The otter grinned widely at Prattles last remark.
Soon they were all at wok, with Prattle amongst their ranks. They were heading out to sea again, bound for who knows where.
Denya hoped Prattle wouldn't stir up too much trouble. He was glad to not have his life on his head though. For if he had left him on the island he would have died of hunger. And though his reputation showed it he wasn't a cold blooded killer.

Danker · « **Reply #26 on:** April 15, 2011, 09:19:21 PM »

It had been hours since the Sea Lily had set sail of the island and mundane life that a sea fairir has... and it was starting to affect Prattel. "Doo, bopa de dum doo." The stoat sung as he did hand stands and walked about the deck. He took out a few small knives and began throwing them at the mast. Most hit side ways and dinged hitting the ground.
"Oh I forgot how mind numbingly droll boat life was." He sighed rather loudly to him self. "Isn't they any thing to do on this big pice of tree?" Prattel asked no one specificly.

Skipper Rorgus · « **Reply #27 on:** May 06, 2011, 07:11:34 AM »

"Isn't they any thing to do on this big pice of tree?"

There was a deep chuckle behind Prattle.
"You could get to work, we'll be landing tomorrow on Green Isle, you can either get off there or wait until we land at Salamandastron. But in the mean time you can help the crew." Then Denya walked away giving out orders.
There was a brisk breeze, and they were making good headway. They would reach land the next day.

Danker · « **Reply #28 on:** May 23, 2011, 10:57:14 AM »

"I guess it's better than nothin'." The stoat walked around looking for any otters that looked like they could use his assistance. "Any one need any help? I'm bored out of me skull, and I'll work on anything that needs to be done." Prattel said to the crew, hoping one of them would want his help.

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