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[not_that_lockon]

[Well, some time during his previous wanderings in the forest Lyle happened to come across a dagger and he's now sitting pretty in some get-up that looks a little like this. He's also since discovered that he's suddenly a lot more agile - which explains why he's now sitting comfortably in the branches of one of the trees.

... or at least, he was until a group of archers suddenly started shooting at him, almost making him tumble from the tree in surprise. And they don't look very friendly.]

What the hell--?!

[okay, better plan. He'll just be shimmying down this tree really fast now and running away, with the sphere happily recording every detail of this misadventure. There is no shame in running from a group of archers when you are one man with a dagger!]

Okay, the running from people I've done before, but they didn't have arrows. [As if to illustrate his point, one of the aforementioned arrows whooshes over his right shoulder. Yep, he'll just be running until he finds a place to lose them or he finds something in these new clothes that'll help him get out of this situation!]

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[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

I guess we explore a little more, since it looks like the locals don't mind us being here.

[mr-dynames.livejournal.com]

Sounds like a plan to me. [looks around for places of interest] Hm... this way or that way? [points off in two different directions]

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

Either way works for me.

[mr-dynames.livejournal.com]

Then let's go... this way.

[walks off towards one of the nearby towns along the forest's edge]

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

[following, albeit a little less enthusiastically] Are you sure me going near a town is a good idea right now?

[mr-dynames.livejournal.com]

Ah... good point. We can turn in another direction before we get there.

[still follows the forest for a bit]

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

Works for me. [follows the forest as well, fiddling with his outfit a little to see if there's anything he can find]

[mr-dynames.livejournal.com]

[about a mile from the town, he veers off the path and into another wooded area... wonder what we'll find down this way]

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

[Lyle has no idea, but he's just pulled out a smoke-bomb and is looking at it rather dubiously]

Huh. Would you look at that.

[mr-dynames.livejournal.com]

[pauses to turn and look]

What's that?

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

I dunno, I just found it in one of my pockets. [tosses it from hand to hand]

[mr-dynames.livejournal.com]

[watches]

Looks like whatever it is, is a dud.

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

Guess so. [roots in his pocket again and comes out with a lockpick. now several things suddenly make sense 8Db]

[mr-dynames.livejournal.com]

...Is that a lockpick?

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

I think so.

[mr-dynames.livejournal.com]

What else do you have in your pockets?

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

Uh... [digs in his pockets a little further] some rope, a couple more of those bomb things...

[mr-dynames.livejournal.com]

Huh. [continues watching in interest]

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

[looks up] Something's telling me that whatever I've ended up as, it isn't exactly legal.

[mr-dynames.livejournal.com]

That would explain a lot. [scratches at his head]

Maybe you've got an evil... er, triplet walking around that's dressed the same way?

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

[that idea is so ridiculous that he just gives you a look and bursts out laughing]

[mr-dynames.livejournal.com]

Sure you can laugh now, but happens if it turns out to be true? That there's some lookalike to us wandering around acting like Robin Hood or something?

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

Then I'd really like to ask him what he's doing with our face.

[mr-dynames.livejournal.com]

Maybe he saw one of us and felt the need to copy our face?

[not-that-lockon.livejournal.com]

Obviously he was jealous.