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kitsch (taylorwade) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,
@ 2009-06-10 13:10:00

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active, day eleven, robin of locksley, sarah williams, torin kerr

Day 11
Who:: Robin, Sarah and Torin
What:: Running the Labyrinth
When:: Early Morning
Where:: Uh... the Labyrinth
Rating:: PGish?
Status:: Incomplete

Robin rose early, before the sun could, and began to make his preparations for the Labyrinth. He filled a pack with food supplies from the kitchen, along with water. He also made sure that he had things with which to treat minor scrapes and lacerations. He ensured that his quiver was full of fletched arrows and his bow was restrung. He packed a change of clothing and an extra pair of boots. He also packed a fur-lined cloak in case it continued to snow.

When he was certain that he was ready to go, he dressed comfortably in traveling clothes and strapped his sword to his waist and slung his bow over his shoulder. Both his pack and his quiver went over the other and cinched tightly to assure mobility. With his key and his journal safely tucked away, Robin left his room and headed for the outdoors.

He was surprised to see that the snow was sparse and he wondered if it would melt away before it snowed again. The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, so he hurried along until he found his way to the entrance of the Labyrinth. Casting his gaze around, Robin searched for the companion he was to have on the journey, Sarah.

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gunnykerr
2009-07-28 06:35 pm UTC (link)

Torin almost smiled as the strangely dressed men started charging towards them. Now this was something she understood! Granted, she'd have killed for a KC or Benny, but the men only had swords. Swords she could handle.

Out of the corner of her eye she watched as Robin loosed his arrows at the men, mentally making a note to compliment his skill later. She took one, two running steps towards the men then dove to the side. Her shoulder impacted the stone path with a blast of pain that was sure to bruise later, but she rolled, pulling her knife as she did so. She struck out as one of the men passed her, neatly hamstringing both legs. He went down with a cry, and Torin finished the roll up onto her feet.

Two more. "Take the left!" she called to Robin. She'd have to trust he'd understand. Even she couldn't take on two at once armed only with a knife. Nothing she could do about it though. The combat rush was in her blood now, as she ran towards the man on the right. Hand to hand wasn't her best skill, but she was a Marine, and no fancy dressed man waving an archaic weapon could top that!

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