On the Road to Victory

[Machina]

Rozalin held back, her arms still crossed as she chuckled at the mass confusion. Tinks obnoxious personality had finally come in handy, as she watched him wail on orc after orc; and more.

"Ah ha ha ha ha."

Her own obnoxious laughter rung out as she turned an eye on the newcomer, her arms still crossed over her chest as she looked him over and nodded her head.

"Be my guest, it's your head."

[boogieknight]

Amos lies down, weary from his little misadventure. A few orcs chase after him and Amos panics. He runs along his peglegs around the new stranger and the orcs follow. Amos runs so fast he gets behind the orcs, who turn around to attack and he runs in the other direction.

He bolts past the stranger and hides behind Rozalin, "Do you think you could talk to them, Miss, dood?"

[Machina]

Rozalin blinked as she felt a presence behind her, one that wasn't Tink. It was small, just as he was and she could feel the tugging on her skirt; causing her to turn and look down.

"Kyahhhh! Who are you?!"

Rozalin shrieked at the sight of the prinny, having seen them a few times around her mansion, but they were all just slaves and did as they were told. None of them had ever thought to speak out of turn to her; being who she was. She was in shock that one of them had actually spoken up and asked a favour of her; she was quite frightened of it being so close to her to boot,

"Wh.. Why don't you do something instead?!"

[boogieknight]

Amos leaned back to look Rozalin in the eye, "I'm a pacifist, Miss dood. I don't like fighting."

The orcs still chase after him, and Amos runs to the opposite side of Rozalin. They continue to pursue him and Amos says, "Either they are really out to get me or they don't even realize that you're a living, breathing thing."

Amos runs another ring arounf Rozalin to avoid the orcs.

[Machina]

Rozalin narrows her eyes and shrieks in frustration at the barrage of orcs and a single prinny which seem to be playing ring-around-the-rosy; with her being the, well, 'Rozy'. She clenched her fists angrily and spun on a heel, stamping a foot down in front of the circling bunch; her chin tilted down as her eyes darkened.

"You're getting my dress dirty!"

She hissed her words, one hand raising as she stared them down; a pistol now clasped tightly in her fist.

"Rose Thorn!"

She aimed her gun dead at the group, her lips curving into a slight smirk as she fired several rounds into the center.

[boogieknight]

Amos covers his face with his flippers as Rozalin fires in his general direction. The sound of gunfire reminds him of the time Master Etna tried to revive the Prince. A few bullets bite into him and on instinct he flinches. Then he realizes that he is perfectly fine. He looks at where he got shot and feels around the wounds, "Wow, that really didn't hurt at all. You must be pretty weak, Miss dood."

He turns to face the orcs and sees that they are dead. He is at first revolted, but hops up in relief, "Thanks, Miss dood."

[Machina]

Rozalin shook her head and laughed, her eyes lighting up in victory as she blows the smoke waving from the tip of the gun out of her face; dropping it back into it's concealed place. Her eyes fall upon the prinny once more, her arms re-establishing their place over her breasts as she glowers at him angrily.

"Excuse me? You didn't appear to be doing anything, expect get me dirty!"

She hissed her words at the prinny, turning her nose up at his thanks and she let out a sigh of relief as she realized most of the enemies had been defeated, and she called out to Tink.

"Hurry up would you, this is getting rather boring quick; and I'm hungry!"

[boogieknight]

Amos ignores the snide remarks as he replies, "Well, if you need a laundromat give me a call, Miss dood. I can get out anything: Dirt, grass, bloodstains. And with the proper materials I can mend almost anything regardless of bulletholes, sword cuts... but you're better off tossing away burned clothes, the smoke smell is impossible to get out, dood."

Amos walks away from the fight and plods along back to the village. He pokes around the bullet holes, "I feel wierd, dood."

[Achan]

When Rozalin had screamed, Adell had immediately stopped mid-fight to whirl around and see what was the matter. ... but that didn't bode well for the poor boy, as he got smacked with a club by another orc.

Staggering a bit, he made his way towards her, nodding to the new recruit on the way... and just in time to see Amos get nipped by a little rose thorn.

"That.. was it?" He groaned, and turned back to the fight at hand. Luckily only one remained, and all that was needed was one more punch to bring him down.

[Machina]

Rozalin sighed and bowed her head, her stomach grumbling far too loudly for her taste. It was unladylike to have such noises emitted from ones body. She placed her hands over her stomach in attempt to quiet the noise, but it just got louder as Adell took out the last orc.

"Can we eat now?"

She waved a hand in the air nonchalantly, trying to act as though nothing was the matter; though her stomach told her otherwise. She felt nearly faint after all the fighting on an empty stomach, and she knew they weren't far from Adell's home where they could get a delicious meal cooked by Hanako or Mama.