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Post by The Smith on Oct 24, 2008 2:05:08 GMT -5
Jules Wellspring sat in his cabin wiping his dagger over and over. He was doing a silent count in his head to know the best moment to attack, and to ignore the representative of the Queen. He hated being watched.
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Post by The Smith on Oct 24, 2008 2:14:28 GMT -5
Jules said nothing. He did not like the man, who so blithely stated the obvious. He just sat polishing and counting. Until it was time. He stood and moved to the door. Opening it he stepped into the gently rocking hall.
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Post by The Smith on Oct 24, 2008 2:24:42 GMT -5
Moving down the shaking corridor, Jules stopped twice to tap softly on two different doors. Soon they were being followed by five men. Jules paused at the corner of another corridor, and then taking out a cross bow he waited until everyone was in position.
When they were all ready, he stepped around the corner smoothly and fired. A man fell with a bolt in his neck. Jules ran down the hall pushing close to the right wall, waiting for another crossbow bolt to take the other guard down.
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Post by The Smith on Oct 24, 2008 2:30:19 GMT -5
Jules broke through the wooden door of the cabin with ease, and in three large steps was beside the bed. His dagger came down in a savage arc, and Elena Plumm fell back as she was rising. The blade cutting deep into her chest.
There was a scream and then a man leaped forward and buried his sword into Jules back. Jules died on top of Elena.
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Post by The Smith on Oct 24, 2008 2:53:20 GMT -5
Elena screamed as the man went down, Blood bubbled at the corners of her mouth, "I know you are not Lannister men." She coughed, "Jules Wellspring worked for me..." She weakly tried to wipe blood away from her mouth, "...until last month."
Her eyes glazed over, and she began to mumble, "Rhodri... I am sorry." over and over, like she was in prayer.
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Hope you all are well and happy.