by Snazz » Tue Dec 23, 2008 2:59 am
From the shadows, Bubbles thought. Afterwards, he whispered back at the more road-centric party.
"It doesn't seem to me that there is any inherent wrongdoing going on here. Watchmen are necessary to any camp, regardless its intentions, and these eggmen could just be wandering robotics engineers and merchants. The men aren't currently suffering any visible injustices. They could just be exhibitionists, or BDSM submissives," he glanced at the Maîtresse, "with some sort of ovarian fetish. I don't see any reason to just go in there and hack-and-slash them to death. Someone's death, anyway. That said, I'm not against the idea of random hack-and-slashing. However, I'm next to useless in close combat, so I'll be skirting the shadows and using my blowgun. I'm not going in there until victory is certain. Someone's victory, anyway."
All that said and done, what's the speed on my Pink Flamingo? I think, Bubbles not being the lightest of gnomes, that he'd count as encumbered.

Eat more fire.