Coming around...

>As the foul smelling green gas cloud spread nearly instantaneously
>through out the Promenade with the help of the huge air circulation
>system, there was a low growling noise heard in various places
>amongst the gas, and one of the pirates turned Wibble monster dashed
>out of the haze and attempted to gore Needles who quickly sidestepped
>and immediately fired into the beast.
>
>All throughout the Promenade, similar attacks were occuring, and
>Needles quickly started shouting orders for the unaffected pirates to
>form battle lines against thier Widdle-beast comrades.
>
>"I'm gonna skin that mangy fuzzball alive!" growled Marcus as he
>spotted the hobbling form quickly moving into Parrots.
>
>Marcus quickly stompped off in pursuit of the receding White Wolf...
>
As soon as he had gone, Dean, Keto and MP burst out form behind the bar, in
a paroxsym of coughing, spluttering and retching.
"We, <Cough> should really <splutter> do something!?" gasped Dean.
THUMP
"Damn, that <gasp> was MP fain......" Keto joined MP belly up, just as
Marcus came rushing in.
"Damn forgot my gun!" he yelled, picking it up, and only then registering
the two bodies on the floor.
"Huh? Where....." he never finished, a different metal tray whacked him on
the back, and Dean had a weapon, but sadly two unconscious colleagues.
"Hm... I should do something.....stay and fight, or run and fight...."
He was still deciding when Keto and MP cam round.
"Oh, hallo bish." said Dean, looking at them as they got off the floor.
"Shall we do something."
"EEEEEE!!" screeched MP
"I'm guessing that's yes." said Keto, picking up some peanuts
absent-mindedly....
Dean "Raven" Thomas
OOC: Sorry it's short but needs must when the devil drives....
Madness Takes Its Toll, Please have Exact Change
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