Random rat tat

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

Shrieking a variety of obscenities and curses, the small rat-thing was hurled through the air. From behind her floated a voice "now don't come back. Barging into our Freehold...attacking people..."

Rickets didn't really listen. Being thrown out of places wasn't exactly unusual. She vaguely added the Freehold of the Stalwart Guard to the remarkably long list of organisations, institutions and individuals who she would one day wreak a terrible revenge on, but for the moment that wasn't really her priority. Right now, she had something totally different to focus on.

Scrofula was alive!

The stupid stupid rat thing, who's presence had constantly hampered her genius plans, was alive! The idiot creature who had gotten them both trapped in the refuse pipe by eating too much and getting himself stuck. The vile and treacherous little monster who had woken Rickets by trying to quietly cannibalise her leg whilst they were stuck in the desert. The useless, incompetent beast who's presence had been a perpetual source of irritation to Rickets for years (maybe? Probably!) in the confines of that cage.

Scrofula was alive!

He had not been killed, eaten, kidnapped, or sold into slavery in her absence.

She had never been quite so relieved in her life.

Rickets picked herself up from the ground, and licked a paw to smooth some of the hair on her left ear back into place. Today, she decided, had really gone quite well. She would probably need to move on, before they unleashed the hounds on her (for Rickets always assumed there were hounds). And then tomorrow, she'd start her new Scrof tracking plan.

She chittered to herself as she began to trot off into the Hedge. Why had she not cooked and eaten him in the desert? She hoped no one asked her that question.

"Stupid stupid rat creature," she chanted happily to herself as she wandered away.

Comments

[kathminchin.livejournal.com]

I did not throw her!!!!

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

I kinda added that for dramatic effect. I know you said you put her down gently. She may have added some velocity on her own due to wriggling!

[kathminchin.livejournal.com]

*grins*

I'm kind of tempted to sort out another secondary for Hatfield now - I can't really keep playing Dey and China's not going near there either.

I shall have to have a ponder.

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

I tried to and got evicted! I shall decide whether it's worth trying to go back with Rickets at some point. I suspect in the immediate term I've got a Saturday free for a while. If nothing else, this game proved that, alarmingly, Rosie was actually the most Hatfield-friendly of my PCs and she's not really worked there for a while either, due to the whole Glittery Gilded Aspirant vs War is Hell/Vietnam/WW2 theme and mood.

I probably should have been a bit more focused and tailored a new PC more directly to that theme and mood, but I'm shit with the entire war film genre, and so didn't really. Useless useless Sally creature!

[kathminchin.livejournal.com]

I don't know; I have to admit that Rickets coming and shouting at someone who was obviously her fellow escapee was a bit startling; but I'm not sure why she got chucked out tbh.

I'm pondering someone from that Keeper now ... if it gets anywhere less nebulous I shall give folks a poke.

[annwfyn.livejournal.com]

Rickets and Scrof are both Rache escapees, along with Ciara and Gehenna, and I think maybe some more.

They were lab rats, in his drive to get good chemical weapons. Rickets was also a sneak and snitch before then, but she was so troublesome and annoying, she ended up in the lab.

[thelorax42.livejournal.com]

she got lobbed out because she was a stranger in wartime, who no one knew came in and started attacking someone.

Just after we had had loyalists invading our base.

[kathminchin.livejournal.com]

She wasn't attacking him though - all she was doing was yelling. And Dey picked up that she had been looking for him and they must have escaped together.

Possibly all people heard was the yell though.