Quinten Log 59 - 25 02 2006

Salamandastron: Western Side

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The wind blows by as you gaze up at the tall and mysterious mountain. There is a red glow at the top of it. To the north stretches more coast as well as to the south. You notice a small cave at the base of the mountain. Some beach stretches between the mountain and the waves of the sea.

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Well, this bites the biscuit, apple, scone, trifle, bread and many other good things for many, many seasons past, present and in the future. There is Jarril just barely awake, leaning against some rock not far from the mountain with Taye lying down beside him. Muttering to himself. "Bally rotter, could've at least untied us." The major has already seen what has happened to his long ears and it's not lifted his spirit at all. Frowning slightly. "Oh this is gonna be embarassing..."

A cloud of dust starts to come into view a short way around the side of the mountain, slowly getting closer, a group of figures visible at the centre of the dust cloud as they run along the mountain

Jarril isn't sure to be happy about what is approaching or not from the position that he's in at the moment but since he can't exactly do anything about it, he just waits for the enevitable.

The hares get closer, there is four of them, recruits all the one in the lead is shorter then the others, its Quinten and he slides to a startled halt as he catches sight of the Major...dreading some kind of inspection or test, then he sees the ears...and the chains and hurries forwards

Sighing slightly, Jarril wishes that drug or whatever was still working as he looks at Quinten with a frown, speaking a bit groggily. "Don't bally well ask. Just get this stuff off me an Taye and get us bally well inside. And ya not ta mention this ta anyone, I'll fail anyone that bally well does, wot.!

The recruits look at each other warily and move forwards, two of them kneel down near Taye working at the locks holding the chains, Quinten kneels down next to the Major and frowns "These are going to be hard to get off sir...you sure we shouldn't go get someone?"

Jarril frowns. "Sure, find someone who can deal with metal but." He leans forwards and nearly hisses. "Absolutely not my cousin, ya understand. She'll never let me hear the end of this."

Quinten blinks and nods, ears pinning back "yes Major sir...i'll try" he takes off for the mountain at a sprint, the recruits near taye have lifted him up, trying to get a reaction from the Private "He's out cold sah...what happened? yer ea..." he claps a paw to his mouth

Jarril mutters back. "I haven't a clue about my ears but I'll get that..." Few chosen words is out from his mouth as he struggles about a bit but gives up. "Could've left the key..."

Quinten is soon back with an older hare, its one of the weapons smiths, carrying a heavy hammer and a chisel, he kneels down and examines the lock "Nice work sir...though generally if your going to escape i'd suggest leaving the chains behind" he frowns at Taye and shakes his head "Recruit hold the chisel" he poisitions it on the lock and Quiniten takes hold of it, trying not to stare at the Major's ears, or Tayes "Sir...." is all he says trying to keep his eyes averted.

Jarril mutters something at the older hare. "We didn't escape, we were left here but I'll be having a word with the hare on sentry duty and see if they saw anything. Just as soon as I find out who was on duty that is..."

The hare brings the hammer down and with a clink of metal and chains part falling away, he then moves on to taye handing the chisel to another recruit. Quinten stands up and offers a paw to the Major "You look hurt sir...." he glances at Taye "I was going to get some healers and a stretcher but if i did that...the Colonel would find out"

Jarril nods his head. "Just take us ta our rooms and nothing else." He looks at Taye. "He wake up soon enough but yes, nowhere near the infirmary."

Quinten shuffles and offers his shoulder to the Major, the other recruit moving to the other side "We can try sir..but those ears are going to...." he trails off and shuts up, there is only one logical way to hide those ears from the Colonel order the recruits to do it too, concoct some logical reason for it. best to keep quiet, not give him ideas and get them insides.

Jarril hops along slowly as he frowns slightly. "Best not ta ask about this injury either, the less ya know, the less ya have ta say ta the colonel."

Quinten nods his head "Yes sir...so we never saw you? What should we say if she asks questions?"

Jarril ponders. "She find me and Taye eventually. I'll just say someone found us and set us free and we made our way back here. Trust me, ya really don't want ta get messed up in this."

Quinten nods "Yes sah...if you say so...wish i could help or something" eyes going to the ears again "What happened? Was it bloodthirsters? no it couldn't be...they'd not have let you go"

Jarril shakes his head. "No, it wasn't a bloodthirster, but it's someone that is about and freely too as they knew a lot about me, Taye, and quite a lot of things actually. Besides I have my reasons on thinking this." He frowns. "Ta be honest I haven't a clue what he really wanted. All I know is that there are a few others about the place. Well, I'll put a stop ta that one.." He pauses. "Aye, sneak a crotch out from the infirmary. I'll be needing it."

Quinten nods as we make our way up to the niche and slip inside, Quinten dispatches one of the recruits elping to carry taye, and the smith takes over carrying him "Ok sir we'll get you one, never say your recruits don't help out" he peers down the corridor and nods "Ok i think we cna make it, colonel is in her office,"

Jarril grins. "Ah, good job ya learnt ya training." He slowly makes his way, twitching an furless ear in the direction of the big hall. "Good, hares eating, that means no one will be about."

Quinten peers along towards the hall and nods his head "Yes sir...but the hares on duty will be taking food up to the infirmary....we should duck down into the caverns until its over we'd never make it back upstairs otherwise, without being seen" he frowns "How much...did they know? I mean how could they? don't you know who they are? Surely you recognised them"

Jarril frowns as he replies back. "Put a sack on our heads, used darts ta knock us out. We didn't see anyone at all." Shaking his head. "No, we have ta go up there now, there's a class for the cavern area right after the meal if it's the time I think it is. Come on."

Quinten nods and still supporting the major sends the remaining two recruits ahead, the smith still carrying Taye, one of the recruits pops up and signals the all clear, and Quinten starts to move forwards thinking "Ok then sah we'll get you up there now come along we got a clear shot upstairs"

Jarril nods and slowly makes his way up the ramp as they come up to the part where the dormitories are. Without saying anything else on the matter, Jarril is helped into his own and nods his head as he sits down on the bed and smiles. "Thanks, ya best get something ta eat."

Several Hours Pass -

Salamandastron: Caverns - Boxing Chamber

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This room obviously has a rather singular purpose, and that purpose is not hard to discern, if one was only to look around. There is only about ten or fifteen feets worth of space in which to walk, around the perimeter, and the reason for this is that the rest of the space in the room is taken up by a slightly elevated fighting ring. The platform is about two feet above the floor, and upon each corner of the square platform there is a wooden post. Encircling the ring in are lengths of rope extending from each post. The floor of the platform is somewhat giving, as it is in someway padded. So far as the perimeter of the room, chin-up bars attached to the walls are staggered with benches, from which creatures can watch the fights.

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Quinten is over by a punching bag, stripped to the waist, bouncing on his paws punching at the heavy mateiral

Gregorian appears at the door thoughts on a little training before he spots Quinten eyes narrowing on him, one to be noted still looks a little swollen and is kept half closed at the moment anyway, tensing a lot before he makes his way over to the other hare's side of the room.

Quinten has not seen Greg come in, his back is too him, his paws flicking and punching the bag, feet kicking out to catch it as it swings in close sweating and damp furred from his exertions

Gregorian stops a couple of paces behind him for a moment, tempting to punch him in the back of the head but that'd be too normal or something, footpaw instead moving quickly out and going to hook round one of Quinten's, a shove to the back aimed at the same time, try and trip him up and pushing him over.

Quinten yells out loudly and lands with a thump, head thumping the punching bag, he rolls over and looks up "Greg...wot do you think your doing"

Gregorian smiles slightly in a malicious sort of way, arms folding as he looks down at Quint "Wha' yah don't like bein' pushed around?"

Quinten scrambles back and stands back up slowly "You can try to push me aorund turning into a bully now are you?"

Gregorian glares at him, slightly sarcastic smile remaining "I 'aven't done anythin' yet"

Quinten brings his paws up "And your not going to eiter, te other hare is larger then him which is worrying but he can defend himself he is sure"

Gregorian doesn't looks like he's about to attack "Think yah can stop me? One good turn deserves another wot, acourse in yah case it was a bad turn tha's goin' tah 'ave tah be returned"

Quinten frowns "I'm sorry Greg but its not allowed ok, i'm sorry you thought we were seeing each other or something, but a kiss or two doesn't constitue buckfriends" he lowers his paws "But your right....i owe you, your right."

Gregorian eyes narrow once more "Owe me?! This is all your fault, I go away once and /this/ is wha' I come back tah? Yah with some rabbit, me 'avin' tah avoid the Colonel and every othah 'are in the mountain yah /seem/ tah 'ave suddenly opened yah gob to, this is even worse than when I didn't know wha' was goin' on!"

Quinten growls and steps forwards "Shut it....i'd have liked to see you do any better sat on her chair, being interogated, i'd like to see you stand up to the colonel when she won't let you go, she already knew wot was i meant to do"

Gregorian growls back towering over him "Thanks tah yah I'm goin' tah 'ave tah, I trusted yah, yah don't even 'ave enough of a backbone tah stand up for yah friends let alone anyone who actually might care about yah, not only tha' but yah can't even wait before yah off with somebody else"

Quinten glares up at you "Oh shut it, you ran off to Halyard without even a word to me didn't you, your a fine one to talk, i had no choice greg and yeah i'm with gabby, i like her she's a doe"

Gregorian looks close to maybe trying to hit him again, glaring back "If I'd 'ave found yah I would 'ave told yah but Ender wasn't goin' tah wait for me, like yah wouldn't 'ave wanted tah go too! Yah 'ad plenty a choice, yah chose tah tell the Colonel everythin' and drop everyone who evah 'ad anythin' tah do with yah in it, yah chose tah follow ordahs and yah /chose/ tah go off and find some doe without even the curtesy tah wait till I got back tah TELL ME!"

Quinten quivers, ears falling back "I had no choice...i had to tell them ok...she already knew, Zeraph told Darklett, Darklett told the Colonel, it was only a matter of time before she found out about Zeraph and Sorrel, she would have thrown me out, thrown you out, thrown us all out i caved in yes....you hate me...fine hate me....but i did the right thing, i'm doing the right thing."

Gregorian growls glowering down at him "They didn't know about me, none of them knew about me, only you did and now you're walkin' about tellin' everyone, are they all interigatin' yah too or are yah just completely tryin' tah ruin me life? The right thin' tah do would 'ave been, oh I don't know, maybe keep secrets bettah, deny it, or best yet don't bloody go behind my back with the rabbit, wha' yah think I was goin' tah come back and be all 'appy about it?"

Quinten growls "I didn't know wot you would do, I told the colonel about you and me thinking thoughts like that, was the right thing to do, good day Greg go back to your righteous anger i did the right thing and thats that"

Gregorian's non-swollen eye twitches a little, wrong thing to say now Greg's going to hate him for life "I /asked/ yah not to tell beasts and yah do, I trust yah and yah betray tha', yah completely change my life and then shatter it intah little pieces and yah think tha's /right/?..."

Quinten shivers, ears standing up high "Go ask the colonel then Greg...go on, go ask her....now i have enough things to be doin...ye don't wanna get in me way, i'll not get in yours"

Gregorian says, "I got a brain of my own tah work out what's right and what's wrong in and until yah work some stuff out and learn I ain't evah goin' tah get out of your way"

Quinten turns around, ears up stiff "Fine...don't listen to me, but until you learn to accept the fact i had the leader of the whole damn patrol leaning on me, i had no choice"

Gregorian doesn't follow, just watches the other hare leave "You'll learn, I'll make sure of it"

You say, "Yeah well...gudbye greg...." he pushes through the door way and leaves slamming the door behind him"

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