Log: Complete

[treadingdawn.livejournal.com]

When; Aug. 16 (evening)
Rating; PG?
Characters; Peter lionrampante, Susan lionesssejant, Edmund lionpassant, Lucy lionesscouchant, Caspian treadingdawn, and Cat
Summary; Curse the curses and the duels they reap.
Log;

[He wasn't joking about his brazen challenge, make no mistake about that. Caspian has his sword, his dirk, his bracers, his brigandine, and his pride. The last is his weakness. He isn't at the Pevensie household yet, but he is coming.]

ooc: Lol placeholder, didn't want to make it BOYS ONLY either so y'all can thread however pre-duel until I get back from feasting at like 9PST?

Comments

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Edmund!

[Peter's voice is full of warning, as he throws a punch at Edmund. It's impulsive, something he wouldn't have done normally. But Edmund's cursed, and about to step over the line. Edmund will just have to understand.]

[lionpassant.livejournal.com]

[GOD. What was with all the nose pain!? Peter hits Edmund where it hurts -- his nose is broken, after all. It has Edmund reeling.]

He was about to kill you, and you stand up for him!

[Edmund spits. There's blood in his mouth. Metallic on his tongue. He does himself a favor, he throws a punch back.]

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

[Caspian is safely out of the way. Susan props him up against a tree. He is completely unconscious and unmindful of nature in his locks.]

We're in this together, Edmund. A curse or not, can't you see? Things only get worse when we're at odds!

[He's a bleeding mess. The fight can't keep going on like this. She doesn't know what else can be done.]

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

[It takes her a little longer - she has shorter legs]

No! Don't fight!

[And she pounces on Edmund. Just like that]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

[Peter was about avoid Edmund's punch and tackle him, but Lucy gets there first.]

Susan's right, Ed.

[lionpassant.livejournal.com]

[He's about to shout at them to shut up, to stop, just -- stop it. He doesn't want to hear it. Edmund doesn't get to say it --

Lucy has him against the ground, having pounced on him like a lithe thing. Edmund hits the ground.]

Lucy. You're. Not. Light.

[lionesssejant.livejournal.com]

[Zing in a flash right to Edmund.]

Lucy!

[Worry worry worry, he could turn vicious in a moment's notice! So she tries to peel them apart.]

[lionesscouchant.livejournal.com]

[She gets off with Susan's help]

Sorry. I just needed it to stop.

[Aslan taught her that trick. She tugs Susan's hand to help her with Destrier while the boys handle Caspian, who she'll fix up with some Cordial later. Edmund, too.]

[lionrampante.livejournal.com]

Can you stand?

[Peter asks Edmund, hoping that they won't have to drag two guys home tonight.]

[lionpassant.livejournal.com]

[Edmund gives Peter a look at the question. He reaches forward to pull at Peter's wrist in a catch, to help steady himself up.]

Nope.

[The King brushes himself off as he comes to stand, wiping more blood from his face. He's a bit better now. His head thumps, but at least he's over the whole White Witch/Turkish Delight thing. Edmund just hates these curses.]