“Nasty.” Lily, now wearing nothing but her boots, smacked Dana on the back. “Okay, so maybe dragging you into an acidic lake was stupid of me.�...“Mef.” Dana hacked up more of the substance, sounding very much like an asthmatic smoker. “Shit, I’m glad we’re past the stealthy part. You’re making plenty of noise.” There was a large bottle of soap, which Lily poured all over Dana. “I don’t think we were spotted and I doubt this room is being watched. The air in the landing area is so acidic, I doubt. After a long discussion, we came to the conclusion that the Tiglons had no idea what a gun could do, so they ignored it, but they somehow were aware of what a thrown rock could do, and that was something that they could not ignore.By this time, the light was becoming too dim for good photography, so we shut down for the day. Tomorrow, I would take Baker as my partner, and we would start off with thrown rocks to see if that really was what had aroused today’s Tiglons.We did take the time to look. "He's a Rebel soldier, a scout, and Jefferson knocked him out with that ax handle." I don't believe it!" said the girl who moved back another step when Wainder's foot twitched. "Not a word of it, Seth Williams." Then she looked at Jefferson and asked, "Did you really hit him?" Yes'm, Miss Caroline, I surely did. He was plannin' on hurtin' Seth here, chasin' him, so I stopped him." He clamped his lips together and looked worried. "Didn't 'tend to hit him so hard." We were thinking of tying him. I’m just about to turn away when Mr J. asks me my name. I awnser him and he tells me his name is Mr j, but he jokes i can call him J. The tall guy is Mr Z.Since i was bored anyways we both walked back in. We drunk a few more beers when the barowner asked us kindly to leave his place, because it was closingtime. This bar was more a shed than a bar, since this village is almost as small as the village i live in. It was stationed in the middle of nowhere. We smoked one more sigaret outside when.