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Post by Norris on Sept 24, 2005 8:11:09 GMT -5
"You're askin' th' wrong guy," Milo answered, trying to stand up. "All I do is just mine the ore, an' that's it. We don' go around fratrenizin' like you do,"
He raised the one flipper to punch Cane, but the restraints in the wall stopped him from reaching.
"You wanna know who does what, then find someone who knows!" Milo snapped, giving up on the punch afterward.
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Sept 24, 2005 15:59:31 GMT -5
Cane smiles again as Milo reaches the chain's limits.
"Not talking? Well then."
He walks over to an equipment container on the opposite wall and takes out what seems to be a pair of metal gauntlets. They are grey in colour and open at the palm so as to allow gripping. He puts them on and flexes his hands.
"Living here, I doubt you've heard of me. I'm Major Cane."
He swung an arm so that the back of the gauntlet hit the side of Milo's chest.
"I once beat a baboon to death with these, and baboons are quite a lot bigger and tougher than penguins."
A jab to the chest.
"You can start talking at any time."
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Post by Norris on Sept 25, 2005 1:18:11 GMT -5
Milo winced in pain, but tried hard not to show it.
"I'm tellin' ya the truth!" he grunted. "All I know is that they want Synothium, an' that's it!"
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Sept 25, 2005 2:37:38 GMT -5
Cane paused.
"Alright then. Perhaps you'll be able to answer this question. How much synothium ore have you supplied them?"
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Post by Norris on Sept 25, 2005 2:39:25 GMT -5
"Don't know fer sure, I give 'em a cartload every day, an' I've been doin' that fer the past ten years."
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Sept 25, 2005 2:57:50 GMT -5
"And what do they use it for? Aside from weapons."
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Post by Norris on Sept 25, 2005 7:31:30 GMT -5
"Nothin'," answered Milo flatly. "They only use it fer these things called "insinderay bombs" or somethin' like that."
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Sept 25, 2005 12:59:47 GMT -5
"How many keeps guard mountain entrances?"
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Post by Norris on Sept 26, 2005 8:35:42 GMT -5
"I already told ya!" barked Milo. "I don't know! I just know they use th' Synothium fer bombs an' that's it!"
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Sept 30, 2005 4:17:19 GMT -5
"Somehow I don't believe you, runt."
Cane paced the inside of the ship.
"You live within a few miles of a great fortress you claim never to have seen close up. Easy to see why a person might come to suspect your honesty."
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Post by Norris on Sept 30, 2005 8:30:40 GMT -5
"I'm a hermit, born an' bred! I ain't one who likes to go downtown or anythin'! When I signed my contract to deliver Synothium with th' Security Forces, i' was always at my mine." Milo answered, trying to put across the message that he was telling the truth.
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Oct 2, 2005 13:32:07 GMT -5
Cane c_ocks his head to one side.
"You can't be bred a hermit. Breeding requires more than one person."
He cracks his knuckles.
"If you don't want to talk, say so and I'll get on with the beating. Lying risks making me angry. And you wouldn't like me when I'm angry."
OOC: Did you know that c_ocks gets edited to roosters? Aparently turning your head slightly to the side is 'roostering you head'. Autoediting is very annoying.
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Post by Norris on Oct 3, 2005 8:34:46 GMT -5
OOC: You don't have to tell me that, whenever I try to say sn_iggered, it comes out as sniggered.
IC: "But I'm tellin' the truth d*mn it!" squealed Milo. "I can tell ya about the Securi'y Forces, fine, bu' as fer the gates, I don't know nothin'. I'm just a minor, they don't tell me nothin' about the higher things in life."
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Post by Brian the Flying Penguin on Oct 3, 2005 17:00:55 GMT -5
"Well then. Start with what you know."
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Post by Norris on Oct 4, 2005 1:14:46 GMT -5
"OK," Milo calmed down. Although he didn't like betraying his people, he had no choice if he wanted to stay alive a few seconds longer.
"Th' Securi'y Forces are what you would call an army. They're be about 100-somethin' penguins in th' force, an' th'y keep sendin' two members each day to pay fer me Synothium,"
"Fer some reason, I ain't included in th' force, an' they're led by th' Legate, who asked me to mine out Synothium fer them."
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