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

*A Man holding a sword steps in front of BlT*

Hello Lemon Teastrainer. A little friend of yours called Khamsin sent me to capture you and there is no escape...

Duel me and if you win, you can go. If I win, I can capture you...

And there is no point running as Half the assassins guild is after you for that liitle "accident" in the Bar...

Emoc Dlihc!

erm... how about... no?

and I am not a child!

*Gives chase*

What did I say...

I wish my bodyguard would step in soon

*runs, pulls out dual UZIs, prepares positions of Gun-Kata, spins around and fires, emptying the magazines of both guns* (good luck dodging 64 bullets)

Oooohhhh 64 bullets...

*Crouches and throws his pack which is full in front of him*

That should try it...

*Pulls out a rifle*

*jumps into a large trench, and pulls out an M16 A1 SOPMOD (with sniper scope and M4 attachment*

*fires M4 grenade at Isross*

*whips out a videocamera witha live feed to three computers in different geographical locations*

this'll give me all the evidence I need...

*Gets up, backflips and moves backwards and starts firing shots at BLT*

So... Asking for help, from a guild where half of em are after you.

*Throws a grenade at BlT*

I should be ok, especially since they're ALL after you.

*ducks as bullets rake the ground nearby, pulls out a shrap. grenade and lobs t at Isross*

*uses were powers and becomes a cloud, flies into the air to avoid grenade explosion*

*Runs from grenade*

Khamsin told me you might try that...

So I made these...

*Pulls out a few grenades*

These grenades freeze and YOU are a cloud and you are water vapour meaning you can freeze...

*Throws a cold grenade at BLT*

*flies higher*

oh come on!

*sparks can be seen among the clouds bottom*

what have we here...
tut tut unlicenced assassins lack imagenation these days

Oh...

*Gets out a metal rod, sticks it in the ground and lays prone pointing his rifle at BLT*

Try again...

I know, it's always the same...

*sparks charge a bit more*

I'd leave if I were you Anthea, lightning is hard to guide, or at least lie on the ground

fines, 'tis time for the hail

*floats higher and higher still, soaks up precipitation in the air, making him bigger and pelts golf-ball sized hail stones at Isross*

*disaperes in a whirll of shadows although some signs say she is still partly there...*

good choice

*puts pack over head*