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The Kingdom of Peece
DepressedDuckDate: Su, 18.March.12, 7:46 PM | Message # 26
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"Come over here." I said in a gentler tone. "I will not hurt you."

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ToxicDate: Su, 18.March.12, 7:49 PM | Message # 27
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"Do you have a weapon?" I asked, adding a touch of fear to my voice.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
NarutardDate: Su, 18.March.12, 7:50 PM | Message # 28
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I watched quietly, cautious.


Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
Ilovedogs2Date: Su, 18.March.12, 7:53 PM | Message # 29
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Holly

I closed my eyes and just printed out, hoping no guards saw me. I heard some shouting and I continued running. I could keep this up for a while if needed. I continued running, wanting a head start before the soldiers noticed me gone. I wasn't fast, but I could keep this face.


It's time.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Su, 18.March.12, 7:56 PM | Message # 30
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I pulled out my sword and re-sheathed it.
"Yes, but you shall not feel it's pain...Fellow escapee"
I grinned.


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NarutardDate: Su, 18.March.12, 7:58 PM | Message # 31
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I walked out slowly. "You guys are escaping?" I asked, pushing my hat back so I could see.


Tis now the very witching time of night when hell itself breathes contagion
 
Ilovedogs2Date: Su, 18.March.12, 8:00 PM | Message # 32
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Holly

I ran into the forest and slowed down, heaving. I strained to hear soldiers, but heard none. I continued walking through trying to find something to eat as I rubbed a scar.


It's time.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Su, 18.March.12, 8:02 PM | Message # 33
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I looked at the newcomer.
"With my help, you will."


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ToxicDate: Su, 18.March.12, 8:03 PM | Message # 34
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My eyes widened as a second voice came out of nowhere. I reached behind me and pulled my gun, turning around.

I quickly aimed it back down once I classified her as 'not-a-threat'. I looked back at the man, and then at the woman. "You guys are escaping too?" I said, sighing in relief.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Su, 18.March.12, 8:04 PM | Message # 35
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"Well, you are. I've done it once before, only to come back as a spy."

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NarutardDate: Su, 18.March.12, 8:05 PM | Message # 36
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I felt Thomas and Lily come up behind me. "Trying to," I said as I took Gwen from Thomas' arms.


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DepressedDuckDate: Su, 18.March.12, 8:15 PM | Message # 37
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GTG

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Ilovedogs2Date: Su, 18.March.12, 8:15 PM | Message # 38
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Holly

Forest? A good and had idea. Great. I'm lost.


It's time.
 
ToxicDate: Su, 18.March.12, 8:34 PM | Message # 39
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I looked at them both, and the children behind the woman. "You two are welcome to come with me." I said, shifting my backpack. I walked towards the ATVs.


I am only one, but I am one.
 
NarutardDate: Su, 18.March.12, 8:38 PM | Message # 40
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"Can...the kids come?" I asked.


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ToxicDate: Su, 18.March.12, 8:42 PM | Message # 41
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I nodded, removing a rain tarp off of the black ATV.


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DepressedDuckDate: Su, 18.March.12, 9:39 PM | Message # 42
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"I know the ways out." I said, mounting an ATV.

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Ilovedogs2Date: Su, 18.March.12, 9:41 PM | Message # 43
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Holly

I walked forward cautiously when I heard voices. Escapees also. I could join them.


It's time.
 
NarutardDate: Su, 18.March.12, 9:45 PM | Message # 44
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I helped Thomas and Lily onto an ATV in front of me and gave Gwen to Thomas to hold. I climbed up behind them.


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DepressedDuckDate: Su, 18.March.12, 9:49 PM | Message # 45
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"Now," I said, "to escape with a group this large requires precision. This needs to look like an ordinary scene."

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Ilovedogs2Date: Su, 18.March.12, 9:53 PM | Message # 46
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"I can help with that." I said quietly from behind.

(Crap I need to eat dinner.)


It's time.
 
DepressedDuckDate: Su, 18.March.12, 9:55 PM | Message # 47
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I looked behind me, startled.

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NarutardDate: Su, 18.March.12, 9:58 PM | Message # 48
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I swung around, placing my hand on my gun.


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Ilovedogs2Date: Su, 18.March.12, 10:00 PM | Message # 49
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"I've been a slave for all my life...I know how to make this look like an ordinary scene. Its really not that hard." I said quietly.


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DepressedDuckDate: Su, 18.March.12, 10:02 PM | Message # 50
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I looked at this new figure. She probably knew where everything was, how everything worked.
"Very well." I said. "What is your name?"


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