h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

your the man from delmontie!!!
save the plumb...

I was looking for the man from Delmonte... is he with you by any chance?

*points at the man choking*

isn't that him?

Ah so you world be an unliciensed assassin and thrif

Its a pleasure to meet you

*there is a small objet trown that land at their feet, once it finishes rolling it can be made out to be a half eaten plum*

And what plums they were !

*waits to see what will happen next*

~Skenvoy

that... was Airiscosia's Plumb...
now you will pay for theft from the guild and its members,

Yes you seem to have caugh the man, we thought we would try our hand at apples, but he didn't have the vison we could rule the whole fresh food market (manical)

*shoots at all the men remaining except the one laughing*

You wiill die

Like i havn't herd that one befor.

*pulls out a glowing halberd with an eery green light and rases the other hand*

*draws a long silver bladed sword, however the metal seems to glow blue and is infact almost translusent*

*tosses her head back and laughs*
a chalange i like a chalange

*a dark cloud of energy flys towards anthea and the figure then grasps his waepon in both hands and advances steadily down to the assasins*

I'll just watch you Doctor

*walks over to the man from delmonte*

*banishes the lightning with a simple absorbtion spell*
you will not harm m men unless thay attack you personaly...

*Continues along the path of blackned and dead ground that was left by the wake of the spell*

*begins to mutter some arcain words and you can feel the flowing of dark magic concentrating on ht e figure*

*stands waiting*
*tests the blade of her sword with a pice of silk... the silk falls in meny segments by her feet after passing through the sword*

*The muttering concludes, the flow of dark magic washes past anthea, the foe reaches the assasin and the enermy takes a casula swing for anthea*

*ducks under the sing and jumps back up lashes at the enemy with claws rather than with her blade*

*anthea land but heavly her legs feel heavy* the claw passes stright through the foe tearing flesh and bone but the figure remains standing and dosn't even seem phased*

, you will need to do better that that my dear

Curse you...
*starts to mutter something under her breath and a bright light starts to flood the aria somehow making the shadows deeper*

*There is a cold feeling spreading up anthea's legs, the flesh of the foe seems to be reniting it's self in froant of her eyes*

your just wasting your strenght....