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Post by Elisa Maza on Mar 4, 2009 11:41:02 GMT -5
Elisa put on her medieval costume, getting worried when Basil asked for a token to carry off into battle. In his condition, it was a bad idea for him to go off anywhere. But as long as Toby and Pleakley stayed with him, and the others followed at a distance, everything would be okay, she hoped.
Elisa blushed again at Esmeralda's teasing.
"Just you wait, nymph." Elisa said in mock threat. "You'll get yours."
She turned to Basil.
"Oh dear knight, take with thee a lock of my hair, as well as my wishes for a safe and fast return. And good Grumio, look after Sir Basil, and make certain he comes home safely."
"I'm never gonna hear the end of this." Elisa thought to herself, catching sight of Esmeralda barely containing her laughter.
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Post by esmeralda on Mar 4, 2009 11:50:36 GMT -5
Esmeralda was still giggling, throwing a teasing glance at Elisa. She approached her friend gently, and placed a gentle hand under her cheek, in a manner that both seemed flirtatious and playful at the same time. Esmeralda's eyes were glittering with humor and suppressed laughter, but she managed to make her voice flirtatious, almost purring when she spoke.
"Oh, Fair Maiden, I certainly hope so. I look forward to The Valiant Knight turns his back on us, so I once again can show you my captivating charm...."
She took a pair of scissors and held it up for Elisa.
"A lock of Thy fair tresses, Oh Divine Fair Maiden. Let us hope Sir Goliath will not notice it is gone. Thou knowst that an army of Windmills will not stop him when he turns mad....."
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Post by Basil on Mar 4, 2009 16:55:31 GMT -5
Basil had no idea he was being mocked; everything was, to him, absolutely real.
As such, he accepted the lock of hair, kissed it, and secreted it inside his tunic with effusive thanks to Elisa.
"Zounds! What manner of deviltry is this? See ye not yon ferocious monster come to pillage the land?" The detective indicated a nearby castmember with a bunch of helium balloons to sell.
"Surely this is none other than the fabled hydra, with its myriad heads, each more terrible than the last! Oh, Nimue, hast thou summoned the beast to slay me when thy treacherous beauty failed to enslave me?"
"To me, Destiny," he called to Toby, who, not recognizing the name, stayed where he was. Ignoring this, Basil leapt onto the dog's back and prepared to do battle.
"Well know I that thy martial blood is stirred by the thought of combat, Majesties," he called over his shoulder to Arthur and Aslan, "but I pray thee refrain from adventuring thy revered personages, and allow this humble knight to uphold thy double honour."
"And you, girl, hie thy mistress hence to safety. Know you not your duty?"
"Follow after, Grumio, for we ride to glory this day!"
With that shout, Basil spurred Toby on toward the balloon-seller. The mouse jumped up to the man's arm, slashing away at the strings, popping some of the balloons and loosing several others, which swiftly floated away.
When the castmember protested, Basil swung at him with a cry of "Ha! Have at thee, varlet!", slicing a considerable gash in the man's hand.
"They don't pay me enough for this!" he yelped, running away as fast as possible, until the mouse stood alone, surrounded by bits of rubber and quite pleased with himself.
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Post by Pleakley on Mar 4, 2009 17:07:25 GMT -5
The alien smiled at the compliments. "You're welcome, Your Highness, Lady Nymph," he replied. "It was no trouble at all really, you just have to look for the right sales..."
Pleakley then heard the mouse call to him and he followed him. He raced after him as fast as his three feet could carry him and soon needed to catch his breath. Good thing they stopped by a balloon stand...
The squire let out a yelp as balloons were being popped. To the ballon man who was running away, he called out, "Sorry, sir!" Then the one-eyed creature knelt beside his master. "Are you all right, Sir Basil?" he questioned.
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Post by Basil on Mar 4, 2009 18:26:25 GMT -5
"Of course!" answered Basil, wiping imaginary gore from his blade. "Quit thyself like a man, Grumio, and allay thy fears."
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Post by Pleakley on Mar 4, 2009 18:57:53 GMT -5
Quit thyself like a man and allay your fears? What does that mean? the alien wondered to himself. Was Basil telling him that he should stop being a coward and face his fears? ... sounds reasonable enough, but what about the earthquakes!? And the ocean! And the sharks... and the octopus was worse than the shark...
"Truer words have never been spoken, sir," Pleakley agreed, an air of slight uncertainty in his voice. "Where to now, good knight?" Hopefully someplace quiet and safe...
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Post by Basil on Mar 4, 2009 22:21:21 GMT -5
"Where? Why, onward to glory!"
"For mine eyes do behold yet another fell beast. A great serpent lies yonder, preparing to strike!" Basil indicated a long hose lying in the grass at some little distance.
"Defend thyself!" he shouted, springing onto the hose and slicing a great gash across its length. A stream of water gushed out directly at the luckless Pleakley.
"The unholy brute was filled with noxious poison. Stand away, foolish squire, or 'twil be thy doom!"
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Post by Pleakley on Mar 5, 2009 7:55:31 GMT -5
Onward to glory... Great, they were going to be in terrible and untold danger.
Pleakley's eye widened at the mentioning of a certain word. "Serpent?" he repeated. He read about those in his Earth studies. The serpents could swallow eggs whole and squeeze their victims to death. They hed to be careful.
Unfortunately, the squire only had a glace at the so-called monster before the water hit his face. "AHHH! I can't see!" he exclaimed, trying to get the water out of his god eye. During all this, he accidentally bumped into a tree. "Sorry, sir!"
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Post by Basil on Mar 6, 2009 19:38:36 GMT -5
The mouse continued to hack holes in the garden hose until there was precious little left of it. He looked positively feverish when he finally decided the 'serpent' was no more.
"The end of another quest, Grumio. It doeth mine heart good to know we have deliverd this fair land once more."
Looking about himself, Basil cried, "Are there none other foes for me to face?" Well, then his injured brain would invent some.
"Aha! There are foul deeds done this day! Behold yon peasantry," he said, indicating a nearby store window, "Sturdy yeomen and their wenches, all turned to stone!"
He meant, of course, the mannikins in the display. "Doubtless the work of some evil necromancer! Well, he shall taste good English steel ere long!"
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Post by Pleakley on Mar 6, 2009 20:50:01 GMT -5
Pleakley finally removed the water from his eye and observed the remainders of the hose. Oh boy, he thought, the park people aren't gonna be happy about this...
He turned at the sound of Basil's voice. The mouse knight seemed to be motioning to a clothing store with frozen Earth models in the windows. Seemed normal enough...
Then the squire's eye spotted something truly wonderful. On one of the manniquens was a beautiful dark blue dress. It was pretty, practical, and perfectly complimented his appearance. He HAD to have that dress. ... for another Earth disguise...
"Yeah," he said, now paying half-attention to his master. "What do we do...?"
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Post by Basil on Mar 7, 2009 11:47:06 GMT -5
At last, the reluctant Grumio was getting into the spirit of the thing. Basil could see by the look on his face that he was intensely interested in this quest.
"Thy task is to remove yon stony peasants from the field of battle and harm's way. Leave the fiendish wizard to me."
Once more astride Toby, Basil raced for the shop and the unsuspecting patrons within.
At this rate, he would soon destroy the entire park unless somebody stopped him.
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Post by Pleakley on Mar 7, 2009 12:32:44 GMT -5
"Oh sure, I'll remove the people out of the stone's--" He suddenly realizd what he was saying. "What?"
Pleakley hurried after Basil to the store. In his mind were three things: One; Basil was out of his mind. Two; dogs weren't allowed in stores... or were they? And three; he had to save that dress!
The squire reached the store at the same time as his knight. He then immediately rushed to the customr service counter. "Excuse me, miss?"
The salaeswoman looked up to se a strang man dressed like he had come straight out of the Middle Ages. "... can I help you?" she asked, a confused look on her face.
"Yes, I was interested in that dark blue dress in the display window," the alien stated. "It looks very stylish."
The woman was further confused. "And why do you want that dres--"
"For my niece!" he exclaimed. "That's it! My niece's... prom thing is coming up and she's looking for a dress. I think that blue one is perfect for her, don't you?"
"Right," the saleswoman said. "Sadly, that dress is the last one that we have. It's for display--"
"Oh, but the model things don't look sturdy enough."
The woman became confused. "Sir, we've had those manniquens for five years and nothing bad has ever happened to them."
Pleakley had to think of something, and fast. "... oh yeah?" he questioned. "But what about the... warrenty?"
"The... warrenty?" the saleswoman repeated.
"Oh yes," the alien explained, "the warrenty on those things usually lasts only a few years after purchase. If I were you, I'd check to see if the warrenty hasn't expired already."
After a few moments, the woman sighed. They don't pay me enough for this... "Okay, okay, I'll check to warrenty," she said as she started to remove the manniquens form the display. "And we'll see about your dress."
Pleakley silently rejoiced. He was going to get the dress that he wanted AND do what Basil wanted him to do!
His eye suddenly widened. Basil. Who knew where he and his dog were in the store? The alien suddenly realized that he had to stop them from ruining the store. It would cost them all thousands of dollars in damage... aw, but what about the dress?
He reluctantly set aside the dress for the time being and rushed off to look for the knight and his canine companion.
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Post by Basil on Mar 7, 2009 14:19:14 GMT -5
Basil urged Toby to leap onto one of the counters. That was all right with the hound; he liked to climb up on the furniture, although he normally wasn't allowed.
Once there, Basil raised his sword high and shouted, "Come forward and face me, Ozymandius. Thy foul wizardry is come to an end!"
The store patrons began to applaud. "Much better than last year's show, one man whispered to his wife."
Even in his amnesiatic state, Basil loved applause. It told him that these people were not in league with the sorcerer he sought. "Take heart, innocent serfs, thy champion has arrived to deliver thee!"
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Post by Pleakley on Mar 7, 2009 14:38:32 GMT -5
The saleswoman stared in disbelief as Basil and Toby leapt up onto the counter and delivered the "heroic" speech. Oh great, there's more of them, she thought. The woman sought out Pleakley among the crowd and shoved the dress into his arms. "Take it, it's free."
Pleakley let out a delighted gasp. He couldn't belive that he was getting the dress for free! The alien carefully placed his treasure in a bag and went to find Basil.
What he found was the mouse and dog on a counter with shop patrons applauding him. Wow, the one-eyed creature thought, he must be really popular. Cautiously, he approached the knight to tell him the news. "The deed that you have requested has been done, sir," he reported.
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Post by Basil on Mar 7, 2009 17:00:47 GMT -5
"Indeed? Thou hast done well, good Grumio. I must now defeat the sorcerer responsible."
"But where is the knave? The craven coward doth hide himself from my righteous wrath."
Looking around the store's interior for his imagined nemesis, Basil finally settled on a clothes rack with bathrobes hanging on it. To his injured mind, they were the robes of a wizard.
"So, thou finally deigns to make thine appearance. Foul Ozymandius, twil be thy last act in this world!"
The mouse attacked the hanging robes with gusto, slicing them to ribbons. Some of the spectators now began to suspect this may not be an act after all.
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