Part of Percy was absolutely horrified to see the sword run through Beaufort's hand, but the other, more dominate part of him, yelled in triumph when he tripped and fell. "I always give a man a sportin' chance," he replied with a low smile and a wink.
"They seek 'im here, they seek him thar, them Frenchies seek 'im everywhere! Be he in heaven, he might be in 'ell, that demmed an' dastardly Pimpernel!"
Percy cackled and stepped off. He had won the fight, clearly, even did that stupid little poem of his in...whatever it was that had overcome him. Oh well, at least he wasn't making out with men this time. "Be off now, before I do run ye through fer real."
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Date: 2008-09-20 03:24 am (UTC)"They seek 'im here, they seek him thar, them Frenchies seek 'im everywhere! Be he in heaven, he might be in 'ell, that demmed an' dastardly Pimpernel!"
Percy cackled and stepped off. He had won the fight, clearly, even did that stupid little poem of his in...whatever it was that had overcome him. Oh well, at least he wasn't making out with men this time. "Be off now, before I do run ye through fer real."