Ah, reminds me of the old summer camp massive Capture the Flag game that covered the whole camp and involved all of the campers.
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"What's he doing?"
"The crossword."
"What?!"
"Blackstone is sitting at a sidewalk cafe, doing the Kandor City Beacon crossword. In pen."
"Any sign of the others?"
"Not one."
"You sure? J. is a Ninja Rockstar Firefighter, you know."
"I'm telling you, the only people around are the waitstaff and a guy picking up the recyclables."
"Okay. Move up. He's gotta be ready for ambushes, but if we rush him, we can take him before he can get out of there."
I was working on a seven-letter word for "Spider-Man villain" with an L as the second letter, when the three Browncoats that had been watching me for
the past ten minutes made their move. As they closed to short range, I capped my pen, stood, and held out a hand, halting their forward movement. "A
question," I said. "Do you know how many people are members of the Banzai Institute Blue Blazers?"
The first one looked confused at the apparent nonsequitur. Right up until the waiter refilling my tea shot him with a dart gun, and the Recyclables pickup took
out the other two. "Apparently not," I continued, returning to my seat. "Thanks, guys."
Ebony the Black Dragon
http://ebony14.livejournal.com
"Good night, and may the Good Lord take a Viking to you."
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"What's he doing?"
"The crossword."
"What?!"
"Blackstone is sitting at a sidewalk cafe, doing the Kandor City Beacon crossword. In pen."
"Any sign of the others?"
"Not one."
"You sure? J. is a Ninja Rockstar Firefighter, you know."
"I'm telling you, the only people around are the waitstaff and a guy picking up the recyclables."
"Okay. Move up. He's gotta be ready for ambushes, but if we rush him, we can take him before he can get out of there."
I was working on a seven-letter word for "Spider-Man villain" with an L as the second letter, when the three Browncoats that had been watching me for
the past ten minutes made their move. As they closed to short range, I capped my pen, stood, and held out a hand, halting their forward movement. "A
question," I said. "Do you know how many people are members of the Banzai Institute Blue Blazers?"
The first one looked confused at the apparent nonsequitur. Right up until the waiter refilling my tea shot him with a dart gun, and the Recyclables pickup took
out the other two. "Apparently not," I continued, returning to my seat. "Thanks, guys."
Ebony the Black Dragon
http://ebony14.livejournal.com
"Good night, and may the Good Lord take a Viking to you."