<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg425925#msg425925">Quote from: Idachan on 11-09-2007, 21:05:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Looking back and forth among them, Lily sort of rolled eyes before sighing.<br/>"first... could... you... put me... down... please... second... who's.... the Spring Queen.... and third.... could I... have a.... jacket... please?"<br/>Now the girl was actually visibly shivering, now longer kept in the somewhat warm embrace of Skuzz, Lily was starting to freeze again, her skin pale like the snow almost with bluish hues most unnatural.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Sure," the satyr replied, taking of his jacket. "Not like I'm gonna need it when I fight anyway." He was wearing a short sleeve t-shirt underneath his jacket, with System of a Down written on it, whatever the hell that was. Skuzz tossed Lily to one of his gang members, like she'd been a little ragdoll. The satyr threw the jacket her way, and she was allowed to catch it. She did not get a reply to her question though.<br/>"So..." Skuzz said with a big grin, starting to circle around the satyr. "Since you challenged me, I get to choose the weapon, right?"<br/>"That's right," the satyr replied, not taking his eyes of Skuzz. Lily couldn't help but notice his impressive arms. His legs might be those of a goat, but the rest of him seemed to be all man.<br/>"Then I choose...ball and chain," Skuzz said with an evil grin, starting to loosen the chain he had wrapped around his body. Lily could see that there was a metal ball attached to one end of the chain. It wasn't very big, but it seemed heavy enough. As Skuzz started spinning the chain over his head, Lily started realising just what kind of damage it would be able to make if it ever connected with a living being.<br/>"Um...I don't suppose you have a spare for me," the satyr asked, starting to look worried.<br/>"Nope," Skuzz said with a wicked smile, sending the ball flying, almost taking the satyr's head of, he just barely managed to get out of the way, tripping and falling in the snow.