Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25686329-20150806065755/@comment-26208189-20150813222215

Just as the Yankee ran, Sandra shrugged it off. She had to kiss her way out of a few tight spots once, one of which was the Camelotian county prison. Not fun, but the prisonkeeper's son let her go for a half-second kiss.

She picked her knife from the ground and slid it in its sheath, along with seven other tiny knives and her silver dagger. Slipping her hand into her pocket, she opened up her MirrorPhone and dialed Lance's number.

The odd sound of swords clashing made Nicole jump by surprise.

Ugh. Lance and his terrible choice of ringtones.

The young Lancelot turned hsi phone over to show the caller ID to Nicole. "It's Sandra."

"Well," Sandra grinned madly, "your plan worked, Niccy! He's geading for Fort Pew... meet you there."

And Sandra dropped the phone and began to head for where she was told to go next. She had a few throwing knives at hand. First of all, while she and the Yankee had a bit of a talk, Nicole and Lance had been setting up traps all around. It was up to Sandra to deploy them.

Lance and Nicole were already by the outskirts of Fort Pew, with a fabulous surprise waiting for whiever came first.

Nicole had agreed to being bound up, and tied to a pole right in front. Sandra had even given some acting tips. All Nicole had to do was pretend she wasn't in on it, wait for the Yankee to "rescue" her, then let Sandra and Lance let loose all hell.

It was a worthy plan, and Sandra and Nicole had discussed it together, so backfiring was a low chance.