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Montosi pokes the sharp end of the knife she picked off of the ground under her nails and cleans it a little. Silence follows.
" What? Something I said? "
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The troopers put their heads together. Edward asks questions. Scarlett glances out the door - no - they're still out there. Zivka wracks their brains.
You're . . . *fairly sure* . . . the village looks like . . . this.
And you're *definitively* sure there's guards outside THAT door.
Perhaps you could lure them all in, and in the chaos, escape (but then, what will happen to the untouched feast table?). Perhaps you could throw something dangerous and explosive out, and flee in the chaos?
Perhaps the backdoor is less manned, and if you burst it open, you might take them by surprise?
Martik sighs and scratche at his beard. The mood's certainly taken a bit of a dampener. The troopers look ill at ease.
" I don't know about no knifegame. Those three clerks out there yeah? They were just dead. "
" Arrow wounds " another trooper pipes in. " Jacobil had his face all wrecked, but that's not from cuts. He got shot with an arrow, then they pulled it out. Shit, I liked that guy "
" Aye "
" I say we barricade the door. Flip this table, block the front, throw the cupboards too. Then we burst out the back. By the time they clear it or circle around, we'll either be dead or free. They can't have endless people.
And if they're hunting the whole Company, someone's gotta make it back and tell them!! They could be coming for them right now! You heard what she said! "
Montosi tests the edge the knife againt her palm. Looks at the heavy table. All the food on it. Glances down at the door. When she speaks, each sentence comes out slowly. She's not confident in that plan ,and she hates even mentioning it.
" He's not -wrong-. We could use the furniture to block the door. It'd surprise them. I think the reason they haven't stormed us yet is because they're worried about touching the plates and food. Disturb the guestfeast they've had the villagers prepare. But what if we're smart about it?
Take all the plates - the water jugs - all of it. Carefully. *Carefully*! Then put it in that alcove? If the table is clear of food, we can move it fine. The important part is the feasting, not the tablesetting. "
One of the troopers spits a curse and rounds on her.
" Yeah!! OR WE JUST MOVE THE FUCKING TABLE AND THROW THE PLATES OUT "
Montosi shrugs. Not much deterred.
" I figure we might need a little hospitality in an hour or two. They've invited Friends over, you see. Might be the shadows get a bit long "
" What in the VOID are you talking about? "
She doesn't elaborate.
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>This situation *sucks*
>So now what?
