Stockades and Skeletons – Page 41

Meanwhile, close by…but, conveniently* enough, somehow safely out of effective supporting distance from the others, K’ip is still facing off against DM.

And we’re getting to see a lot of their faces in this face-off…because the newest round in their conflict starts off with some furtive and rather suspicious glances. But DM being a DM, he can side-glance with the best, even when not behind a DM screen. He has noted K’ip’s furtive glancing right away, and immediately figured out what it meant – K’ip was about to lunge for his discarded sword, eager to renew the forfeited fight, now that he had time to catch his breath again (and DM is still tingly all over from Thronesitter’s force lightning).

But, in spite of all of his experience, it seems he was assessing K’ip’s intention wrongly. K’ip wasn’t after his sword, he was after a random piece of wood to use as a belt buckle. How could DM have not seen that coming? It’s such an obvious thing to do. ._. I mean, if he had gone for his sword and started duelling again, and a rust monster would have happened by at precisely that moment, and touched his belt buckle, he’d have ended up humiliated right in the middle of the fight…by his pants, which he doesn’t wear, dropping down… ._. Good thing K’ip was awake to the danger, and took the necessary precautions first and right away.

His thinking was definitely quick, in this situation! If, perhaps,…also a little bit…uh…I’m not sure what to call it…