NationStates Jolt Archive

It was a clear night, the moon gave a silvery guaze to every serface in Aust City, making the citys towering Towerblocks look like giant staligmites. No one was out, on a Christmas night in Aust you would be a fool to. People had died of hyperthermia on such nights, the tempreture was -30.

A warm glow came from a pub to the left of Emporer Highway, inside people where celbrating, celebrating the 500th anaversarry of the Christmas rebellion. Tonight most people in Aust would be celebrating.

But a few would not.

A small moterbike, it's rider protected from the cold by a renforced glass bubble glided by the pub, down the empty silver street. The bike was black, dark black.

It's rider also wore black, and his or her, long hair came from under the helmate. Snow began to fall once again, dessolving on the gritted road.

The bike passed a tottering drunk, and finally came to a dark alleyway. It turned here and entered the allway, turning into a hidded garage. The rider removed her helmate and she stepped ino the artifically warmed air.

She came towards a wall, and flicking a hidden switch she entered a keycode into a box that suddenly jutted out. The wall to her left lifted up, and revealed a ocken door. On the door was a green star engraved with a golden hammer and sickle.

The lady knocked, once of the door, then again, and again. She spoke one soft word and a latch clicked, she stepped inside.

Inside it was warmed and dusky, the dark room made misty by cigarett smoke. A man came from the smoke and smiled at her. "Comrade." They spoke in quick words, words in old Austian, and finally the man asked her in English. "You have the device."

"Si."

he nodded and turned heel making towards a far door.

"Come."

He typed in another password and then steeped forthe through the door, she followed. They where in a large meeting hall, on a stage and the end of it. A lectum stood in the middle of the stage, hidden from the audiance by a long red curtain, the lectum boor the same device as the door.

The audiance outside where speaking in whispers. Through a small peephole the lady could see them. She gulped.

"It is time."

The man spoke again. And then pressed a switch, a fanfair blazed out \nd the Audiance went quiet. The man strode onto the lectum, as the curtains opened.

"Comrades, freinds, partners from all walks of life we are gathered here, on the anversarry of the Chirstmas revloution so many years ago. We are here to over throw the Imperialist goverment that holds us in it's sway and to creat a new, great, free republic."

"And here's how we shall..."
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Several hours later

The watchman at the Police station watched the rider of the motercyle come neared. He raised a hand to stop the man and smiled, "Sorry sir. You can't come through."

The man looked him over and then decided he was nto worth any throuble. "I am not a man." She said and kicked him in the head, knocking him unconcous in a single blow. She walked to the entrence way and dropped a parcle in the entrance, as a police offical came to see what it was, she pressed a button on the motercycles handlebars.

The bomb went off, vaporising the man and the station, blowing chunks of masionry into the nearby skyscrapers. Even before the smoke cleared she had ridden the motercycle onto the rubble, planted a flag there and ridden off.

The flag was a simple one, bearing a simple message. It was a white flag, with a green star in the center, Austs flag, but then inside that, a golden Hammer and Sycle where, and below that, in black writing a message was there.

IT HAS BEGUN

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[code]
From: Austian Communist Collective
To: All Communist and socalist nations interested in furthering the spread of our noble mission.

Greetings. The great work my great, great grandfarthers started has begun. Soon Aust shall not be under the reign of that tyrant Palpatine, but under that of the collective.

We have many supporters now, 9 million communist brothers and sisters. We almost outnumber the legions. But we need arms, proper arms and training, not of the sort that conscripts get.

We have maps to the Palace, we need forces so we can get in there and assinate the Emporer.

We can rule Aust, but only with help.

Encrypted Commnique

From: The Halladi Commissariat of War
To: Austian Communist Collective
Subject: RE: Arms

Comrades, we have recieved your message. We are prepared at this time to arm you will a large some of AK-108 Assualt Rifles, RPG-7s, and RPK-74 Light Machine Guns. We are also able to send a number of Tactical Advisors to instruct you on the use of these weapons. These are, of course, free of charge.

Hmm (tag ) is this open ?

The Socialist Empire of Culex will gladly pay for more arms for this revolt!
¥1,000,000 has been sent in your favour!
Let Socialism Rise!!!

Encrypted Commnique

From: The Halladi Commissariat of War
To: Austian Communist Collective
Subject: RE: Arms

Comrades, we have recieved your message. We are prepared at this time to arm you will a large some of AK-108 Assualt Rifles, RPG-7s, and RPK-74 Light Machine Guns. We are also able to send a number of Tactical Advisors to instruct you on the use of these weapons. These are, of course, free of charge.
OOC: Completly and utterly open, anyone who wants to send arms/men. I was hoping it'd end up with a communist vs loyalists civil war. If you want to join on eather side, the you may.

IC:

[code]
To: The Halladi Commissariat of War
From: Austian Communist Collective

We give thanks for your help comrades. We shall await your advises arrival at AIA (Aust International Airport) with some trepedition.

We have a secret airbase near Tanka, fly your weapons in there.

Encryption to Austian Communist Collective
RF The Republic
We would be pleased to deliver small arms to your noble cause, we can supply 10,000 AK-74's, in addition we can afford to send a small expeditionary force, to assist in training your men, and assasinating your Emperor. We are very enthusiastic about your movement, and will be honored to assist in vanquishing the tyrrany that bears down on your noble people.

Minister of War
Georgg Muitchnrovlov

Encryption to Austian Communist Collective
RF The Republic
We would be pleased to deliver small arms to your noble cause, we can supply 10,000 AK-74's, in addition we can afford to send a small expeditionary force, to assist in training your men, and assasinating your Emperor. We are very enthusiastic about your movement, and will be honored to assist in vanquishing the tyrrany that bears down on your noble people.

Minister of War
Georgg Muitchnrovlov
[code]
We thank you. Our can you get your special forces onto a plane towards AIA, as soon as possable if so we shall attck in 9 days.

The Weapons can be landed at a small airport we own, near Tanka. Precise co-ordenates are being transmitted.

OOC: Do you want to RP them arriving ect.

OOC: no you can RP for my troops once they arrive in Aust

IC:

Soldiers and Supplys are enroute to Aust ETA 24 hours

Minister of War
Georgg Muitchnrovlov

General Jabbar Nawaf had been ordered to ship out with his staff. He was traveling to Aust, where a Communist Revolution was raging - or would rage soon. His staff included one Major, two Captains, four Lieutenants, three Sergeants, and two bodyguards. Accompanying him were two fireteams (one Squad) from the 1st Republican Guard division. Five men with HAR-1A's, who were under orders to engage the enemy if fired at.

They boarded a passanger plane, to avoid suspicion. The trip took ten hours, and they had to stop to refuel twice. They eventually arrived on time and unharmed. The Halladi's disembarked their plane, expecting to be greeted by their revolutionary comrades in Aust.

* * *

A different plane, an An-225 Cossack also took off that day. This plane was not loaded with Tactical Advisors, however. One boarder were 2,000 AK-74s, 500 RPG-7s, 200 SA-18s, and 800 RPK-74s. There was also a special piece of equipment for the Revolutionaries. A T-80 Soviet Medium Tank.

To: The resistance

We will be willing to send you a few of our outdated MiGs. We can offer you 100. Also, we can give you small arms. Updated sniper rifles will be sent, over 4,000 of them. Do you accept?

~Signed~
Aemon Chaliny
Assistant Minister of Defense of Yafor 2.

To Austian Communists,

Our hearts go out to you in establishing Socialism. Seeing as you have no Communist Party set up, we see this movement as a movement led by the masses and for true Socialism and not state-Socialism and thus we are prepared to send 50,000 troops as well as Fire-9 and Allah-1 Air Force divisions and a naval force consisting of 3 carriers, 1 destroyer and 6 cruisers.

For Socialism, In Solidarity, By Allah's Will:
From Chairman of the Council for National Defence of the Great Socialist Jamahiriya of Karuchea, Mohammed El-Shabazz.

[code]
From: Austian Communist Collective
To: All Communist and socalist nations interested in furthering the spread of our noble mission.

Greetings. The great work my great, great grandfarthers started has begun. Soon Aust shall not be under the reign of that tyrant Palpatine, but under that of the collective.

We have many supporters now, 9 million communist brothers and sisters. We almost outnumber the legions. But we need arms, proper arms and training, not of the sort that conscripts get.

We have maps to the Palace, we need forces so we can get in there and assinate the Emporer.

We can rule Aust, but only with help.

Message sent to Prince William.

Have found strange message, heavily coded, sent to several nations who we are still attempting to indentify.

Councillor Solar asks that you exercise extreme caution.

In the Shadows,

9th Imperial Code Breaker.

OoC: Basicly, one of my hacker groups has started on decrypting the message, you'll just have to let me know how successfull they are.

OOC: They arn't lead by a communist party because it's been outlawed...

IC:

Encrypted Communique

From: The Halladi Commissariat of War
To: Austian Communist Collective
Subject: Karuchea

Let it be known that if you accept aid from these petty bourgeois Fabianists, we will no longer support your actions, will pull our Advisors out immediatly and take back the weapons we have sent to you.

To Austian Communists:

Hallad now threatens to abandon you simply because you have the support of the Great Socialist Jamahiriya of Karuchea, but do not worry because we stand in support of your people and are prepared to supply you with 180% of anything Hallad has promised you in addition to the military forces we are offering you.
From Mohammed El-Shabazz

OOC: Er...Aust you realize that the Federation is likely going to attempt to stop any outside interference into your internal affairs?

IC:
Port Olympus,(Cap. of Klatchian Federation)
Arx Hill
JDF Intelligence Division

Item: New Coded Transmissions from unknown group in Aust to foreign states and return transmissions.

Subject: Unknown, Attempting to decode Intercepted Messages

Co-current Items: Messages began after possible terrorist activity in Aust

Recommended Actions: Station observation sats to monitor situation, send Klatchian Marshal to Aust to monitor situation

Action Plan Approved

OOC: Aust, I will be ready to jump in on the Balearic Islands if the fighting spreads there. Remember that I have 10,000 men there.

To: Austian Communist Collective
From: The Ministry For Defence of The Motherland

The Glorious Ideology Spreads Further, Congratulations of taking this Task upon yourself, For Aust, and for the good of the world, Currently, A Huge Amount of Equipment Can be Sent Immeaditly, Following the Downsizing of the Military, Including Actual Armour and Vehicles, The Exact Number can not be decided untill the offer is accepted and the equipment directed to you. We Look Forward to Good Relations in the Future.

OOC; Reply to all ion one Uber-post!

IC: Austian Communist Collective transmissions.
To:Yafor 2

We thank you for your Mig's, though there is no doubt tha we shall lose them in a battle against the superior Austian Hounds, we shall make sure they will strike a blow for our comrads.

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To: Karuchea

hank you for your aid offer, we accept. We suppose you shall have to attack through the Bambinio corrodor, and will take heavy losses, we would advise attackjing in 9 days time, at that point we are planning the assination of Prince William and the Emporer.

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To: Hallad

We wonder why you should be so at war with our fellow communist brothers and sisters, why should you try to prevent aid from them. We would prefer you to work together in a combined front against our enermys.

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Messages from his Royal Highness Emporer Palpatine the 4th of Aust
To: Dumpsterdam.
From: The Desk of HRH Prince William of Aust.

Thank you for your aid, as we can see this message means tha there is attack being planned upon Aust, upon the royal palace itself. We have of course doubled our security, and we are going to intercept a communist force that we balive have arrived on a plane from Harard.
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The night was still dark in Aust, it would be dark for the next 3 months, but the Black Rider would do her work again.

She was walking through the frozen sewage of the Grand Austian sewers. She was making for the headwuaters of the 10th legion.

Above her a camra bleeped marking her arrival at her destination. Immidetly an alarm went off and two Automated machine guns opened fire, there rusted swivles creaking into place.

She tossed to 'sticky' mines at the camra and the guns, blowing both up as she dived into cover. it also blew the top off the manhole. Taking a deep breath she began to climb the icy ladder, her gloves making sure she didn't slip.

Reaching halfway she drew 4 detachable mines from her belt and threw them into the opening. Above her the sound of feet where heavy of the fozen grass as Austian soildiers reacted to the security alert.

She was already running when she pressed the little red button on her belt that set off the bombs, they destroyed 2 barracks building and the messhall.

it was dinner time, bocing day 2002.

Austian losses: 578 men

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General Jabbar Nawaf had been ordered to ship out with his staff. He was traveling to Aust, where a Communist Revolution was raging - or would rage soon. His staff included one Major, two Captains, four Lieutenants, three Sergeants, and two bodyguards. Accompanying him were two fireteams (one Squad) from the 1st Republican Guard division. Five men with HAR-1A's, who were under orders to engage the enemy if fired at.

They boarded a passanger plane, to avoid suspicion. The trip took ten hours, and they had to stop to refuel twice. They eventually arrived on time and unharmed. The Halladi's disembarked their plane, expecting to be greeted by their revolutionary comrades in Aust.

The Austian communists greeted there allies as they made there way through the metal detectors. "Greetings, Comrades. Welcome to Aust." As they made there way through the airport terminal, the vistiors looked astounded at the snow that lay ten feet beep on the ground.

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Airport entrance
Ten squads of ASS ran into the gateway taking up defensive postisions, evacuating all civillians Prince William sat back and waited...

he didn't have to wait long, before ten minuates where out a group of around 30 men made there way into the entrence, immidetly William ordered the gates behind them locked.

"Freeze!" he barked the order, knowing that if they had any sence the fools would do as he said, 100 men of the ASS Deaths Head legion faced them, armed with numerous machine guns and Rocket Launches, he had another ten squads as bacup.

The Austian Communist leader reacted first, drawing out two snub nosed pistols he dived to his left, fring at the barrackade, his shots where wild, hitting the sandbags and smashing the glass behind them, a single well aimed shot from a Austian sniper felled him in mid flight.

The Communists drethere wepons and began firing, being downed by Austain machine gun fire and from the leathal shots of there B81 sub-machine guns. one Austian soildier went down, a Halladian guards shot taking him through the throat.

A sniper took General Jabbar Nawaf in the arm, downing him as the battle raged, within moments it was over, the communists destroyed with only 3 Austian dead and 4 wounded.

William walked forward over the carnage towards the hunched figure of the General. "I balive you have something to tell us" he said carmly, putting his sword under the mans chin.

At that moment a black moterbike came brashing through the Upper windows of the bilding, having used one of the Austian 'Spirt of the Emporer' statues as a ramp.

The woman fired at William, who dived into the cover of a sofa as bullets sliced the air behind him. Drawing out the two semi-automatic pistols from his belt, he waited until she ran out of ammo.

The Austian soildiers opened fire on the woman in black, hitting her with three carefully placed bullets, in her leg, and both her arms.

She fell droping her weapons, but she had brought enogh time for the general to climb onto the moterbike and escape, crashing through a window with many Austian bullets following.

He would have to find his way to the communist HQ on his own, or more likly he would be caught by the roadblock and anks that blocked all main accessways to the airport.

William went over to the woman who lay bleeding on the groud, she would die, soon, he looked down on her and spat.

"Lets gat all men on finding that moterbike."

OoC: Councillor Erik Solar is still stationed in Aust since my surrender, that will explain his presence.

IC:


Overlooking the main hall of the airport was Councillor Solar, from top of a nearby high building he surveyed young William taking charge of the situation and the ensueing firefight. The black motorbike crashing through the glass and eventualy the escape of one individual.

His blue mantel fluttered in the strong wind, dancing to the gusts as Major General Ulas aproached him. "Councillor, the Austian troops have the situation contained...however, there is one escapee." Ulas waited for a response and when none came he uttered his course of action. "My men will find him, we will not fail as the Austians did."

Councillor Solar raised his hand besides his head. "No Ulas you will not, the Austians will handle this." He turned around his blond hair and his mantel instantly fluttered from the wind. "Ready your men and advance towards the airfield in a diamond shape formation."

"Yes, milord." Ulas grudely complied, he was not used to being ordered around, no as head of the Special Forces division your usualy your own boss.

"Then I suggest we move out Ulas NOW."

"Yes, at once milord!" Ulas jumped up to the edge of the building and jumped down a good sixteen stories without breaking a single bone and as quitely as a mouse whereas Councillor Solar hit like a fully loaded MBT and slew a small crater, they both grinned at each other like boys with too many toys.

A good minute later they and their men where at the main hall of the airport where Erik found William standing over the body of the woman, she wasn't dead, yet.
Erik greeted William as they normaly would. "William, good to see you! I see your...security problem just got worse." William shuffeld on his feet, unsure of what to say. "Just one thing William, let the woman live, I have plans for her."

OoC: Councillor Erik Solar is still stationed in Aust since my surrender, that will explain his presence.

IC:


Overlooking the main hall of the airport was Councillor Solar, from top of a nearby high building he surveyed young William taking charge of the situation and the ensueing firefight. The black motorbike crashing through the glass and eventualy the escape of one individual.

His blue mantel fluttered in the strong wind, dancing to the gusts as Major General Ulas aproached him. "Councillor, the Austian troops have the situation contained...however, there is one escapee." Ulas waited for a response and when none came he uttered his course of action. "My men will find him, we will not fail as the Austians did."

Councillor Solar raised his hand besides his head. "No Ulas you will not, the Austians will handle this." He turned around his blond hair and his mantel instantly fluttered from the wind. "Ready your men and advance towards the airfield in a diamond shape formation."

"Yes, milord." Ulas grudely complied, he was not used to being ordered around, no as head of the Special Forces division your usualy your own boss.

"Then I suggest we move out Ulas NOW."

"Yes, at once milord!" Ulas jumped up to the edge of the building and jumped down a good sixteen stories without breaking a single bone and as quitely as a mouse whereas Councillor Solar hit like a fully loaded MBT and slew a small crater, they both grinned at each other like boys with too many toys.

A good minute later they and their men where at the main hall of the airport where Erik found William standing over the body of the woman, she wasn't dead, yet.
Erik greeted William as they normaly would. "William, good to see you! I see your...security problem just got worse." William shuffeld on his feet, unsure of what to say. "Just one thing William, let the woman live, I have plans for her."
"She is commnuist filth, yet at your advice Erik I will let her live." He called over a medic and turned back to Erik, "She will live, I must report what has happened to my brother, and then I must find the escapee, and then theres our wounded and finding out how that filth made her way through our cordon." He smiled, "I would be greatful for you assistance my freind. And the assistance of your freind here as well, I don't balive we've met."

"However formalities can be saved for later, the mans heading south, I've got two squads following and a roadblock ahead. My guess is that he'll turn right and then straight. He will encounter two more roadblocks and arrive in a cul-de-sac, which is where I intend to meet him."

"Are you coming, I have 2 squads of ASS and a few choppers that shall be comign with us, but we shall need to leave now."

"You will have my assistance old friend and before we go I shall introduce you to the son of our Grand Admiral. William this is Major General Aras Ulas head of the Special Forces division. Our special forces have met before I believe."

Erik made a gesture to two of his blue and black coated men for them to take the woman away. "You know where to take her, report to me when you are done." His bodyguards nodded as they carried her off on a stretcher towards a waiting Thunderhawk transport.

"Now prince, let us take our leave and meet up with this communist pig."

"indeed they have, and your special forces where most impressive," he turned to the General, "Prince William, High General of Austian armys and special forces, Grand Admaral and Air commander." He watched as the thunder hawk took off revealing a blue-painted Austian helecopter behind, "Hop in." He yelled and leapt into the open transporter, Erik and Aras following.

the Helecoptor took the a mile south, and soon they had landed along with 4 other copters, they where in a small plaza Austian troops seemed to be everywhere, on rooftop a tank sat in a doorway, "Follow me."

William made his way into a large building, it was obviusly designed for military use as it had loopholes ever few meters and machine gun emplacements dotted it's sides.

They ran up a long stair and came it opened onto the open air of a battlemented rooftop, William tapped one of the battlements, "10 inches of steel."

Sliding into a sitting posision he rested his rifle on a specially made cup and put his eye on it. "A hammer to crush a walnut, I know. but this guy has avoided us once, he won't again."

Erik watched the young prince take aim, normaly he would help William aim by carefully invading his mind and adjusting his rifle barrel to the correct conditions, but not tonight.

"That your aim may be true Prince." Erik whispered as he revieled his favorite weapon, a massive machine gun that even Erik had to carry in both hands. "I'll be the backup..."

Erik watched the young prince take aim, normaly he would help William aim by carefully invading his mind and adjusting his rifle barrel to the correct conditions, but not tonight.

"That your aim may be true Prince." Erik whispered as he revieled his favorite weapon, a massive machine gun that even Erik had to carry in both hands. "I'll be the backup..."
William smiled, "I've been working on my shot a lot since I last faced you in a shooting contest, my shot will be true, and besides if it isn't then theres 100 other Austians shots on him, one of them have to be true."

He ganced across at Erik cradling the massive machine gun in both hands, it was...impressive. He smiled, he rembered when he had first met Erik, at that ball....he'd been a kid then but Erik had embarressed him when he'd challanged him to a duel.

The suspect wouldn't be here for a good few minuates. "You can still use a sword Erik?"

Civilians were running past Jabbar, scattering. There was still shooting, and bullets were flying past. A Sergeant with medical training was treating his wound, the other officers had their OTS-33's out and were firing.

One of the Republican Guardsmen had been killed by the same sniper who injured Jabbar. The others had taken cover. Four of the Halladi's threw down smoke grenades, while five ran out from their cover. They moved up to the second tier of the airport, where the sniper was. There was still blasts of gunfire from their comrades, who were giving them covering fire.

The Corporal in charge gave them a hand signal. They settled down against a wall, not exposing themselves. Each man hade their HAR-1A Assualt Rifle at the ready and on semi-automatic fire. By now their comrades on the ground-level had also switched to semi-auto to conserve their ammunition.

THe Corporal gave the signal to move in. As close to silent as they could be, the turned the corner. The sniper was there, with his spotter. They were firing at some revolutionaries when the Corporal gave the command to fire. Each man shot once, and with with the calibre bullet used in the HAR-1A, that was all that was needed. The snipers were dead. The Fire Team secured that location, and began sniping at Austian troops, while the rest of the Halladis turned their attention to the Austians as well.

Civilians were running past Jabbar, scattering. There was still shooting, and bullets were flying past. A Sergeant with medical training was treating his wound, the other officers had their OTS-33's out and were firing.

One of the Republican Guardsmen had been killed by the same sniper who injured Jabbar. The others had taken cover. Four of the Halladi's threw down smoke grenades, while five ran out from their cover. They moved up to the second tier of the airport, where the sniper was. There was still blasts of gunfire from their comrades, who were giving them covering fire.

The Corporal in charge gave them a hand signal. They settled down against a wall, not exposing themselves. Each man hade their HAR-1A Assualt Rifle at the ready and on semi-automatic fire. By now their comrades on the ground-level had also switched to semi-auto to conserve their ammunition.

THe Corporal gave the signal to move in. As close to silent as they could be, the turned the corner. The sniper was there, with his spotter. They were firing at some revolutionaries when the Corporal gave the command to fire. Each man shot once, and with with the calibre bullet used in the HAR-1A, that was all that was needed. The snipers were dead. The Fire Team secured that location, and began sniping at Austian troops, while the rest of the Halladis turned their attention to the Austians as well.
OOC: ? have you read the rest of the Rp, your guys where surrounded and ambushed in the lobby of the airport. I had around 150 of my best troops all heavly armed facing you. The upper floor is accessed through the departure loung and was thus occupied by my forces. I had evacuated the airport as well, so there no civillians running around.

I doubt your forces will last long, they're stuck in a room with no cover outnumbered 10-1 by elite troops who are not only more healy armed that you but are all in cover. Even if you broke through into the departure lounge you would be faced by Erik and his forces who no doubt would kill your forces easly.

I have given your general a way out, with the moterbiker crashing through the roof and I suggest you read all the posts and take it.

BUMpsterdam

Erik grinned. "Yes, and I know what your thinking." He tapped the hilt on his magnetic belt, something that would belong to a very large sword.

OoC: Crap post, feeling sick...

Erik grinned. "Yes, and I know what your thinking." He tapped the hilt on his magnetic belt, something that would belong to a very large sword.

OoC: Crap post, feeling sick...
OOC: Just don't puck on me. :)

IC: William drew his own sword, a long finly made blade that was strong enough to resist any blow. he knew what blade Erik would use, a blade that looked more like a sledgehammer than a sword. But now he knew how to counter such a move.

He cheaked his watch, they had time left. "Ready?"

Bump

Bump for Dump.

OoC: Currently sick, sorry Aust, need to heal up first...