"It is so agreed," Rabbit says, almost indifferently. "Although it might have been kinder to you otherwise. Brothers?"
He says this over his shoulder, and a moment later an alarming array of weapons goes scattering to the ground: throwing stars, blades, cudgels of all sorts.
Helena, the Huntress, looks sulky but sets down a miniature crossbow and a small quiver of bolts; her weapons are quickly joined by Connor's bow and quiver of arrows, Savants cudgels, and a series of small handguns and throwing knives which Creote removes from wherever they'd been hiding about his person.
Sharon gives up nothing; she brought no weapons. Rabbit turns back to Dinah: smiling, smiling, smiling. "Shall we begin, Siu Jerk Jai? Or have you other requests?"
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He says this over his shoulder, and a moment later an alarming array of weapons goes scattering to the ground: throwing stars, blades, cudgels of all sorts.
Helena, the Huntress, looks sulky but sets down a miniature crossbow and a small quiver of bolts; her weapons are quickly joined by Connor's bow and quiver of arrows, Savants cudgels, and a series of small handguns and throwing knives which Creote removes from wherever they'd been hiding about his person.
Sharon gives up nothing; she brought no weapons. Rabbit turns back to Dinah: smiling, smiling, smiling. "Shall we begin, Siu Jerk Jai? Or have you other requests?"