… so I reckon I’ll check the thrift stores
Blaaaaaah! Yesterday was one of the least physically pleasant days in recent memory. I felt like my guts were full of live snakes. All day! I didn’t really feel ok until about 10:00 last night, when I went to bed.
Anyway, here’s your Violet fix.
On The Road With Violet: Sir Rupert Rocks!
Hurrying towards the front of the turtle, Sir Rupert doesn’t evven slow down as he calls out to Nigel, high above in the gun turret.
“Going foreward, Trembly. Do try not to shoot me”
“Righto, Professor!” Nigel shouts back over the chatter of the machine gun.
Just before he reaches the neck entrance, Sir Rupert heads up a short stairway. In an alcove at the top, he quickly steps into a pair of odd looking shoes that slip on right over his boots. They seem to have small suction cups on them and the make a quiet “popopop” as he walks. Within a few steps, he comes to a door. Next to the door is a small rack full of swords. Taking one, Sir Rupert opens the door and steps out onto the turtles neck, where he finds himself facing four of the road pirates.
“Which one of you wants to taste steel first”, He says. “Come on boys, don’t be shy!”
A young pirate half Sir Rupert’s age leaps forward. This is harder than in looks, what with the entire turtle pitching about and the head weavving from side to side. As a result, the young man lands on his knees.
Sir Rupert looks down at him and says, “You’ll have to do better than that, mate”, before kicking him off of the turtle. Turning to the remaining three, he leaps at them, sword flashing and body weaving in a manner that belies his middle aged appearance.
A pirate comes in low swinging an axe. Sir Rupert leaps over the axe and slashes the pirate’s neck.
Another attacks with a frightful roar and flashing daggers in each hand. With a quick sidestep and a crack to the back of the head with his sword pommel, Sir Rupert sends him flying.
The final pirate is a bit older and wiser. He and Sir Rupert circle each other, then close with swords swinging. For two minutes, they strike, feint, parry and dodge with nary a hit.
“You’re bloody good.” The pirate says as he pants for breath.
“I was thinking just that about you.” Sir Rupert replies.
The pirate makes a sudden lunge, which scores a hit on the professor’s left side. Unfortunately for him, it also allows Sir Rupert to run him through. As the pirate collapses, Sir Rupert clutches his side and looks around. There, off to the side of the road, is the pirates wagon. It flies a red flag with the sillouette of a fox in its center.
He recognizes that flag.
“Ahoy, Captain Fox! How about you coming over here so we can settle this?”
A moment later, a large man appears atop the wagon. He begins to laugh.