Bushes along the main path, afternoon

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

The all concealing bushes made for excellent cover as he waited for unsuspecting Victims.

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[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John, whittling a tree branch to make a nice walking stick, walks past. He's paying a bit more attention to not gutting his hand than anything else.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Hmm, risky. this one's got a knife. Even if he doesn't gut the shooter with it, he might hurt himself if surprised.
tim waited until the knife was nowhere near any part of John's body before he took the shot.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John stops whittling to admire his work, and trips over a stupid tree root.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

The stream of water sails harmlessly over John's head, and the bush muttered a curse. They do that sometimes. Pause to see if he's all right.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

Okay, Fandom was just not right. First, on Monday there was a discussion about dryads (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/614956.html?thread=37537580#t37537580) and now, one just pissed at him. "WhaTehFuh?"

John really needs to work on his swordsmanship, because it's basically just poking the more-sharp end of the stick into the shrubberies.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

The bush eeped and

*skuik!*

At his face.

lol

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

not in the face!

John thwacked the general area around the bush who attacked him with his big phallic stick.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi is walking along the path, on her way... somewhere.

[[ooc: you tell me if I'm on my way to or back from lunch.]]

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Hmm, get her again? Was he that nasty?

After lunch

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi stopped in her tracks.

"You know... I can totally hear you breathing."

Re: After lunch

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

*pause*

"Don't be silly, bushes don't breathe. not in the way you humans do."

Re: After lunch

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Ah, she knows that voice.

"You should really should see if Barbossa is going to give a 'how not to be seen and impersonate shrubbery' workshop next session... Tim."

Re: After lunch

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Sigh. tim rose. dumbass

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

The usual, placid, thoughtful pace that Sakurazaki takes when she strolls is no where to be found. The girl is quite obviously bothered by something, and that something is her back, right between her shoulders. Itching like mad, it has her very distracted as she tries to get her thin around around herself to reach the very unreachable spot. She lets out a grunt of frustration before deviating slightly from the path, on the other side of Tim's cover, to satisfy the itch by rubbing her back against the rough bark of a tree.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Oh god, too perfect.

*skuik!*

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Sakurazaki may be distracted, but she's never (okay, well, only rarely) too distracted. She isn't sure what it is, but she hears something slicing through the air and coming toward her. Her eyes snap open, and she moves on reflex, quickly sliding back onto the path, low and ready to attack. She watches the little squirt of water strike the tree.

Sure, it's only water. But her reflexes are in high gear now. With full intention to capture and subdue, Sakurazaki leaps into the bushes, in the direction of where she assumes the source of the shot lies.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Eep!" run away!

It's hard to escape by crab walking backwards through the bushes if you're not an anime charector. He probably fails to do so.

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

All attempts at escape are instantly squashed as Sakurazaki's small but strong body has tackled Tim, holding him down, one hand digging into his shoulder and the other hand...dangerously close to the area where no man would want a psychopathtic ninja's hand near...well, most men, anyway.

"Who are you!" she barks a demand. "Who sen---"

The fierce, frightening daggers in her eyes slowly fade away as her mind disembarkes from the purely reflexive and connects with reality. They grow wide, and her face drains completely of colour for a fleeting second before it's replaced with a very, very vibrant blush. Sakurazaki moves off of Tim just as quickly as he should have moved when she attacked, both hands flying out and open, flailing slightly.

The following words come in a very nervous flurry. "Ah! Tim-san! I..I'm sorry! I, uh....um...going for the, uh, delicates. it's one theory of attack in my line of work. uhh....s...sorry."

More arm flail.

[[heee, that whole thing was taken from book 4; couldn't refuse]]

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

*anime sweatdrop*nosebleed*

"It, it's water!" tim gasped. "Only Water! I swear!"

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

Trees were nice. River looked up at the branches almost covering the path, and smiled.

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Oh, perfect. Throw and orange at him will she? As soon as she was in range, he took aim and fired.

*squik*

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River spun around and instinctively identified which direction the attack was coming from. She dived through the bushes, rolled around, and landed on top of Tim, pushing him over and pinning his throat to the ground.

((ooc: attacking secret weapons is dangerous.))

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

This place was no fair. On the one hand, pretty girl on top of him. On the other, hard to breathe. And everyone kept dodging the water gun.

[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

Then River recognised him and released his throat. "Hello," she said. "Trying to ambush someone?"

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim coughed. "Hi. Anyone and everyone actually. Starting to be more trouble than it's worth."