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Post by Ninmast on Nov 16, 2008 1:08:39 GMT -5
"That's why I said nevermind," Maxwell whispered back before turning his attention back to the rest of the room.
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Post by Giant Brother on Nov 26, 2008 20:09:43 GMT -5
The crystal flashed brightly when the two groups approached it. Cassandra had quickly turned around to shield hers and Farrah's eyes from the light, while Gerard and Lucian quickly brought a gloved hand up to block it out. When the shine dimmed, a great, armourclad figure stood before the crystal. The creature seemed to be sealed in a gigantic suit of dark blue armour. Even the relatively large Gerard looked like a child in comparison. The suit of armour was hefting a giant metal urn on its shoulder, which was chained to the armour.
"You who profane the light of the world thread, speak now and be condemned!" A great, booming voice roared out so loudly that those closest to the totema shook from the force.
Gerard was the first to speak, his axe brought up onto his shoulder as if he was mimicking the mighty golem. "I am the rightful prince of Ivalice, demon. And I've come to smash your precious crystal into powder!"
Cassandra looked back at Maxwell. "You there! Red knight! If you're not confident in your abilities, stay in the back with Farrah!" She shouted over the noise.
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 2, 2008 22:20:12 GMT -5
"Stay in the back!?" Maxwell demanded indignantly as he pushed his way forward through the group to the front line. "Here's a better idea! How about you go back with the princess, sweetheart, and I'll show you how to deal with Big Blue all on my lonesome."
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Post by Giant Brother on Dec 4, 2008 18:05:28 GMT -5
"Sweetheart!?" Cassandra demanded. "Now you listen here, you cocky jackass, I'm in charge of this clan! And as a clan leader, it's my obligation and duty to make sure that people aren't unnecessarily hurt! Especially snarky little hotshots that probably don't know the difference between the sharp end of a sword and their own ass!" The girl screamed angrily.
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 4, 2008 18:16:07 GMT -5
"You wanna see a hotshot, babe?" Maxwell demanded in turn as he held his hand up before him and clenched it as a brief aura of magical fire surrounded it. "You don't even know what one is. And I've got a real hum-dinger for ya. I don't know anything about your clan and I don't care anything about your clan, because it's my job to make sure snippy little girls don't get caught in the crossfire!"
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Post by Giant Brother on Dec 4, 2008 18:36:14 GMT -5
Cassandra glared at Maxwell. "Snippy. Little. Girl?" She stammered. "I've downed more people like you than you could spend your life counting! I've got a newsflash for you, posing as a knight and trying to scare people with a piddly little fireball and actually fighting someone are two entirely different things!"
"It's a shame there isn't one person with one job to pull snarky little hotshots and snippy little girls BOTH out." Colin said flatly to Lucian.
The captain looked back at the boy. "Are you encouraging someone to do so?"
"Depends." Colin said, cleaning out his cannon. "Are you volunteering?"
Lucian looked back at Maxwell and Cassandra, frowning. "No. Not remotely."
"Then it's probably best to just let them hash it out on their own." Colin said. "I'm more concerned with the big guy there." He pointed towards Famfrit, who seemed to be staring down at the quarreling pair, just like the rest.
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 4, 2008 18:48:41 GMT -5
Like Cassandra, Maxwell seemed to have become completely ignorant of the Totema's presence. "What makes you think I'm just pretending?" he demanded in turn. "What, do I have to go around with a little bow in my hair all the time to qualify?"
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Post by Giant Brother on Dec 5, 2008 22:45:25 GMT -5
Cassandra scowled. "The bow was a gift of appreciation, but I suppose you don't get very many of those, do you?" She snarled. Of course, the ribbon also served as protective equipment, but Cassandra figured Maxwell wouldn't believe such a thing.
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 6, 2008 10:42:11 GMT -5
"You know what?" the Guardian asked hotly. "You're completely right! I don't get a lot of bows for presents! They tend to give enemies a handhold on your head and let's face it, it just wouldn't look as good on me!"
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Post by Giant Brother on Dec 6, 2008 21:40:59 GMT -5
"You completely missed the point, idiot!" Cassandra yelled. "And they DON'T give the enemy a handhold!"
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 6, 2008 23:00:38 GMT -5
"Oh, yes, they do!" Maxwell insisted. "Just like long hair gives them a handhold!"
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Post by Giant Brother on Dec 6, 2008 23:06:34 GMT -5
"The long hair wasn't my idea!" Cassandra snapped. "It was Farrah's! And for your information, I haven't yet gotten my hair grabbed at all!"
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 7, 2008 4:10:29 GMT -5
"It only takes once," Maxwell countered. "And then it's off with your pretty little head!"
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Post by Giant Brother on Dec 7, 2008 11:33:48 GMT -5
"What, are you offering to try?" Cassandra taunted.
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Post by Ninmast on Dec 7, 2008 12:15:18 GMT -5
"I don't like to hit girls," he growled in response.
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