The BEGINNING!

[Bean Bandit]

"HEY! Leggo!" Jean yelped, while noting Lallie was a lot stronger than she looked.

"I don't WANT to! Oh god...All I ever wanted is loads of money without having to earn it...And now I'm gonna get killed by Pecs Flexalot and his band of lunatics..."

[RangerShade]

Lucky froze, unable to believe his luck.

A cute elf girl!

Sweeto!

Faster then a dwarf going after ale, the bard appeared right next to her.
"Hey babe! How about you, me, a bed, and about six gallons of the house special?"

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OOC:  She's. . . inconsistantly dumb.  But. . . I figure if she understood that. . . then she'd be chasing him around with her crossbows.  >_<  Hmm. . . not a bad idea.  O_o  Eheheheh. . .

IC:  Lallie blinked.  "A bed?  But. . . It's not night-time!  A-and. . . you're a guy!"

She frowned, thinking very, very hard, relaxing her grip on Jean's arm.  "House special?"

With a start, Lallie remembered a conversation she'd had with a Auntie Rain.  

Use of slang to refer to a girl.
Stupid question involving bed.
Giving her a wierd look, complete with sideways smile.
Mention of alcohol.

T-this was a pervert!  "Die!"  Drawing one of her crossbows, she took a shot at the pervert.  Auntie Rain had specified this very clearly.  "When dealing with perverts, be sure to kill them first chance you get."

[Bean Bandit]

Jean blinked as Lallie released her arm. She intended to use this opportunity to vacate the premises...But, instead, began to giggle.

She'd have to remember the elf-girl's method when she next got groped at a local tavern...

[RangerShade]

"Wah!"

Lucky jumped and did the splits just in time to avoid losing his two best friends.

"Hey! Crickey that's not cricket you know!"

Dropping his arms on *both* girls shoulders this time, Lucky proved the old saying "it takes a special
kind of fool to be this crazy".

"But you can make it up to me with your friend here, I know some great tricks with sliced fruit and cream.
So what do you say?"

[Bean Bandit]

Jean raised an eyebrow, and stepped back.

"You couldn't afford me, sugar."

She gestured to Lallie, who's crossbow was still drawn. "He's all yours."

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Lallie twitched.  "F-fruit and. . . cream?"

That wasn't on the list.

In fact, Lallie liked fruit.  And cream.  But. . . this was definitely a pervert!

"Die!"

[RangerShade]

"But I'm allergic to death, especially me own!"

Lucky gave the violent elf girl his patent pending teary little boy look.

"Puwease! Can't we all just get along like mates?"

It would have helped his case more if he wasn't also trying to sneak a feel at the same time.

[Bean Bandit]

Jean leaned against the wall to watch the mayhem, crossing her arms under her breasts.

"Not too bright, are you, sugar?" she asked conversationally as Lallie fumed.

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She shrieked at he felt her up.  "Aieeeee!"

Stumbling back, she turned red.  Bright, iridescent red.  "A-ah."

She took cover behind her comrades.  "K-keep him away from me!"

[Kwokinator]

Heezan turned around in the blink of an eye, glaring death at Lucky.

"Get your hands off my Lallie NOW," he practically screamed. "You pervert!"

Mentally running over the list of offensive spells in his head, he recited a short chant, then let loose a brilliant fireball coursing through the air towards Lucky.

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Lallie nodded stoutly.  "Yeah, you keep your hands off Heezan's Lallie too!"

Wait a second. . .

"Heezan, you know somebody named Lallie just like me?"

[Rezantis]

Growling irritably at being ignored, Fredumont stalked up behind the distracted Lucky and raised his mace.

"Ignore me, HERETIC?  In the name of the CAUSE, I will smite you!"

[RangerShade]

"Oh how soft, how firm, how deliciously...Oh dear..."

He'd finally noticed the big red ball of flame coming at him.

"This is going to hurt."

*FHOOM*

The explosion sent him flying...straight toward Jean!

"Leapin Lolligagers am I in pain! I need sweet loving to heal me!"

You had to give Lucky credit, he was persistant even in the face of pain and suffering.

[Kwokinator]

Heezan's face flushed red at Lallie's question.  He said that?

"Umm... err..." he stuttered. "Uhh... yeah... I guess... I think..."

Chuckling nervously, he idly scratched the back of his head, hoping Lallie would forget his little outburst.