Re: Foolish mortal, who?
The door swings open, as a double legion of Salagulls and Seamanders storm in, their Master right behind them. Standing and hovering impatiently, they look around the Cantina for a tactical assesment.
As they spot Elvis Turambar, they get into a kill frenzy and before Strategia can yell "Attaaaaaaack!!!!!" they're already storming the table, Elvis Turambar disappearing in a flurry of feathers and salamander's feet. When they return to formation, all that is left is a couple of gaps in the floorboard, some glitter and a hideous wig.
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O'Neill: I have something I want to confess you. The name's not Kirk. It's Skywalker. Luke Skywalker.
-Stargate SG1
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