“You look good...just like a traveling magician,” Vic said. In front of him Baal stood, adorned in a costume of garish silk sashes and trinkets. Deuce stood behind him, as Perfo finished stitching up a seam on her similar brightly colored outfit. “This isn’t going to work and I feel like a fool,” Baal snarled. “Sure it will,” Vic said around a needle he had clutched in his teeth, “the Imps will think you and Deuce are lost entertainers and that was your ship that went down. We’ll ambush the stormie hunting party, get some uniforms and walk into the garrison like it was a Celanon marketplace.”
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| - “You look good...just like a traveling magician,” Vic said. In front of him Baal stood, adorned in a costume of garish silk sashes and trinkets. Deuce stood behind him, as Perfo finished stitching up a seam on her similar brightly colored outfit. “This isn’t going to work and I feel like a fool,” Baal snarled. “Sure it will,” Vic said around a needle he had clutched in his teeth, “the Imps will think you and Deuce are lost entertainers and that was your ship that went down. We’ll ambush the stormie hunting party, get some uniforms and walk into the garrison like it was a Celanon marketplace.”
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| - What prequel? Oh ok GL made a Movie and millions loved it
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| - Want more go to www.RaptorSquad.net
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| - Mike Garrett, Sam Garrett, Tony Garrett, Tracy Rodgers, Alex Chinn, John Edrington
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| - “You look good...just like a traveling magician,” Vic said. In front of him Baal stood, adorned in a costume of garish silk sashes and trinkets. Deuce stood behind him, as Perfo finished stitching up a seam on her similar brightly colored outfit. “This isn’t going to work and I feel like a fool,” Baal snarled. “Sure it will,” Vic said around a needle he had clutched in his teeth, “the Imps will think you and Deuce are lost entertainers and that was your ship that went down. We’ll ambush the stormie hunting party, get some uniforms and walk into the garrison like it was a Celanon marketplace.” “What if they imprison us? I do not like the thought of that…” “They won’t imprison you, they might hold you for some questions, by the time they figure out you are lying your tail off we will be bugging out…at that point you and Deuce just kill your captors and…” “Kill?” Ball asked. Vic looked up from the hem of Baal’s baggy purple silk pants. “Baal…these aren’t some swoop scum out for a good time….these are Imperials, it’s very likely that we are going to have to kill a few people on your way out of there.” Baal wrinkled his nose at the idea but remained silent, crossing his arms in defiance. Deuce, from behind, snickered. “Don’t worry Vic, if the big lug has a problem relieving some Imps of their heads, I’ll take care of it,” she said, smiling evilly. Perfo stepped back and inspected his handiwork. “The Imps normally drop off several creatures and hunt them for a few hours for sport,” he said, adjusting Deuces bright Gold lame’ collar, “We will hit them shortly after they set out…at a small creek they normally use to get ahead of their prey.” “Perfect….lets get you guys out of these monkey-lizard outfits and get em’ stowed till we need em. We head out in an hour,” Vic said, looking out into the gray, wet De’Jer prime dawn.
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