Fisherman's Wharf

[poohlive]

Joach realized he was free. He tried to stand up, and fell back to the chair.
Almost...
He looked over at the assasin, still cowering on the ground. He didn't look like an assassin... but he did look familiar, where did he see that guy before.
"Hey... hey you, could you untie me please?"
The man shook his head, obviously coming out of some sort of dream, and looked at him. There was something in his eyes, fear or recognition. The man stood up, and shot out of the door.
Suddenly it hit him, "YOU BASTARD!!!!"
HE screamed into the empty room. That was the asshole who killed his teacher. He couldn't believe it. He was going to...
Joach tried to rise again, but couldn't. Those damn straps. He needed to get out.
A sudden feeling of warmth krept into him. She hadn't done anything to him, she was close, but nothing had happened.
Something deep within him stirred, he did want something to happen. He wanted her, he wanted her...
Joach shook his head fiercely, "Get a grip, we need to leave."
He tried struggling, but realized he had done that too many times before. He looked down, one of the assasin's knives was right by his foot. If only he could...
He reached, but it was no use, his hands were tied in the back, and the knife was in the front.
He looked at it, "Concentrate."
He put the image of a knife in his mind. He felt someting forming in his hand. Yes... it was, it was...
"Ribbit."
Joach cursed himself. He was about to throw the damn frog when an idea came to him. He quickly started rubbing the frog all over his hands, and as much of his wrists as he could. He dropped the frog and then pulled with all his might.
His hands slipped out. He cheered, and went to work on the other restraints. Soon, he was out. Joach grabbed the knife, and went for the door. He had to escape, but he also had to kill that assasin.
Joach looked down at the window. There they were, the family fuck fest, still closely together. He could easily run away...
He looked at the girl, she was fighting for her life.
Joach ran down, he didn't know how or why, but he had to help her. She didn't deserve this any more than he did.

 

[Renegade]

Ren

Without realy thinking, I had left that man in there tied up as I head for the stairs. Running down the stairs as I tried to catch my breath, I head straight for the door and ignore anyone that saw me. What kind of mad house have I snuck into? First, I walk in on an orgy and then that guy turns into a wolf type creature. I knew there was something different about him, could tell it the moment I looked into those eyes. No regular human had eyes as evil as those that I saw on his face.

Once I reached the streets, I see the girl they had tied to the bed fighting with the creature. She put up a good fight, but had to chance to defeat the beast on her own. I can see the woman that attacked me and the man he left behind preparing to make their own moves on the situation. Watching this for a moment, I consider getting involved but why? There was no money in this for me to make. The best thing for me to do, would be to walk away and forget about this whole situation. That's right, I was going to just walk... ah screw it they were going to kill me! With that moment of anger rushing through my body, I quickly charge forword towards the beast and throw two daggers at him. Much to his surprise, and mine, both daggers plunged directly into his chest as he went for the girl.

"YES!!!" I yell as I leap for joy at finaly doing something right in battle. But then it hit me, the creature was not in much pain as his wounds began to quickly heal around the daggers. He looks at me with great interest as he begins to head away from the woman and towards me. Putting my hands up to try and calm him down, I back away slowly as he begins to speed up his advance.

"I wasn't trying to hit you! I swear! I was trying to kill... uh HIM!" I yell as I point towards the young man I left in the room earlier. Joach was about to say something when the beast roared out in anger and quickly charged towards me.

"Ah shit!" I yell as I run away from Cervantes who is right behind me.

"What did I do to deserve this?!" I ask to nobody as he chases me in a circle around the others. Yep, I should have definatly stayed with the mob that was trying to kill me. Not that it mattered now, this thing had only one thing in mind for me: Death!

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... looked at the would be assasin as he ran from Cervantes. She turned back to the girl. Her eyes narrowed. She grabbed the girl by the arm and jerked her forward... "you're coming with me..." she said as she dragged her back towards the Inn.

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

Rose didn't protest. She was tired and hurt. She was dragged back through the Inn, among several cat calls and lewd offers. Vixen dragged her up the stairs at the top she glanced briefly at Rose.

"Where's your room?" Vixen asked. Rose nodded at the door next to the room she'd "escaped" from. Vixen smirked slightly as the door came open easily.

"Not a very good theif are you?" she smirked pulling her inside.

"You people weren't supposed to take so fucking long..." Rose snapped, jerking her arm from Vixen.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

"Really? We took too long huh? Girl you have no idea... " she smiles grimly. "Okay... thief... sit in that corner... and don't even think of running!" She barks watching Rose sit down hurriedly.

Vixen grabs the girls belongings and starts going through them. Before long she discovers a pouch with a heavy feel to it. "Hmmmm..." she murmers weighing it in her hand thoughtfully.

[Edited by Ravenloft on 12-07-2000 at 04:07 PM]

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

Rose glared at Vixen, her eyes moving around the room. She sighed when she saw the bed...

What she'd do for a good sleep, healing herbs, and hot bath.

On a bright note, the woman sorting through things had yet to find the hidden pocket in her cloak.

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

.. weighs the pouch consideringly. It was way too easy to find. She already knew the girl had talent. It didn't make sense she'd leave her earnings to be so easily found. Sure enough inside were a few measely coins and cheap baubles. She threw the pouch to the floor and gathered some of the clothes which she threw at the girl.

"Here put these on." She said gruffly. She sat on the bed. On top of the girl's cloak and watched as she put on her clothes.

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

Rose put on the clothes slowly. Every muscle in her body hurt. And that damned women was on her cloak. She turned to glare at her as she buttoned her shirt.

"If you're done going through my things, I think I'll be going now..." She started throwing things angryly back into her pouch. She moved angrly toward the bed.

"Mind if I get my cloak? Keep the fucking room...You've got a couple days..."

 

[Renegade]

Ren

OOC: Ok, Ravenloft gave me the ok to continue without his post for now since he's to tired to post and I can't wait till tomorrow. heh heh

IC: 'Why me' kept repeating in my head as Cervantes chased me around the field. Soon I could feel his breathing against me as he came dangerously closer to me. We head towards the kneeling young man that I had left inside of the Inn earlier.

Running towards him, I yell "Do something you fool! Use your magic or something!!!"

He turned to us in surprise as he began to concentrate. As he did that, I began to circle ourselfs around an old wishing well(that's how you spell it right?). We continued this as Joach worked up all of his strength to create... a frog?! All of that and he created a frog? Joach cursed then threw the frog away from him with all his strength.

Fortunatly, the frog went flying right into Cervantes skull as he was just about to leap across the well at me. This caused him to lose his momentum and fall right into the well with a splash! Joach and I look into the well to see Cervantes far down in the water splashing around, trying to get out to kill us.

"Now as for you," began Joach as he turned to meet me but he was to late.

I had already taken off since I knew he would be upset about me leaving him behind before. Bet he was even more pissed now that I had ditched him again. But I was safely hidden in the shadows behind the Inn for now. Oh crap, what was I standing in now?

 

[Roland Gilliad]

:: Young Man (Formerly Rolando JR.) ::

*he watches the entire series of events with great precision, His hand constantly near a daggerblade, He Saw way too many shots to interfere, he sighed, and walked up the stairs, searching around for the proper room, forgetting about how out in the open he was..*

 

[Moneytalks]

Vixen...

... raised one elegant eyebrow at the girl's sudden cockiness. As the girl came forward as if to collect her cloak Vixen's eyes narrowed.

"Oh no... don't think I'm finished with you just yet..." she said making the girl stop in her tracks. Vixen smiled softly. Vixen stood up smoothly. She collected the cloak in one hand as she did so. Vixen noted the girl's eyes seemed to glance at the cloak quite often.

The girl attempted to reach for it but Vixen snatched it back from her. "What's your name girl?" Vixen asked innocently as she shook out the cloak as if admiring it.

The girl glared at her. Vixen swung the cloak over her own shoulders, trying the piece of clothing on. The girl realised she could lose it if she didn't play along. Finally she answered Vixen's question...

 

[Roland Gilliad]

*Young Rolando*
*he walks up to a room, Whipping out a Good Dagger he shoves it in the door crack, with one swift movement, it's unlocked, PERMINANTLY. He shrugs, whirling the blade back into his sleeve, He cocks a foot back and fires a kick at the door, it swings open, no one inside, signs that they'll be back tomorrow, He shrugs, Collecting whatever valuables he could find, Noticing some noise next door, he presses a drinking glass to the wall and listens carefully*

 

[Ravenloft]

Cervantes:

Clawing into the wall of the well, Cervantes slowly drew himself out. He hooked one leg over the wells brim and his soaking wet, lanky, wiry body hair matted and became caked with dirt. He shook his head, water spraying every where. His eyes were glowing red, rage was taking over his mind. He looked about, his rage needed release and it didn’t matter who it was on. It just needed FREE! Launching himself at a young boy, with a stack of wood in his arms Cervantes was on him in a flash. The boy didn’t even have a chance to scream before Cervantes’s massive jaw clenched down into the tender flesh of his throat. The wood the boy carried was sent scattering as Cervantes sundered and ripped at the boy. Blood showered him, coating his teeth, making them hum with lusts beyond the realms of humanity. He was lost in the moment, lost in the perversity of taking this innocent life. Soon it would end and the boy would be cold and still…

 

[RoseThorn]

Rose

"Rose...My name's Rose..." she muttered, forcing her eyes away from the cloak.

"And what do ya mean? Don't you think I've been 'punished for my sins'?" Rose was tired and irritable. While arguing with someone with better fighting skills and less aches would normally have made her more cautious this lady...

"And who in the Inferno are you to judge anyway?"

 

[Renegade]

Ren

Turning my head in disgust at the sight of the young boy being torn apart by the beast, I decide to leave the beast to do his work. The boy was going to die even if I did stop Cervantes, better to let the death be now then have him suffer for hours as he fights a losing battle against his blood lost. I was going to have to move fast, the boy would be dead soon and Cervantes would pick up on my scent if I stayed near him for to long.

Making my way towards the back of the Inn, I sneak back into the building in hope of covering my scent with that of those who where in the tavern at the moment. Breaking into a room that I knew was empty, I head towards the bed and begin to straighten out my things over the blanket. Shit! I only had a few daggers left in my supply. Going to have to steal some after I ditch Cervantes and the rest of these wackos. Atleast this time I wasn't standing in anything, but why was this bed wet?

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: Ok, Both my chars are asleep, waiting for everyone else to do same, But i can wait a few pages more if thats what it takes...

 

[Renegade]

Ren

OOC: Hey I'll put my guy to sleep for ya, Roland.

IC: After changing the sheets, I light a few candles to help cover my scent. Slowly, I rest my tired body onto the bed as my bruises and cuts rub against my clothes. This caused me to grit my teeth in slight pain as I rest my head on the pillow. Cervantes had more important things to worry about with the village then to come after me. Killing that boy in plain view had sealed his fate if he stayed here much longer.

At least he had taken the heat off of me for now. I knew the kind of risk I was taking by sleeping at a time like this, but my body was tired from travel and I could barely move at the time. Forgetting about that, I just rest my head back and drift off into a deep sleep.

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc: You Rule Renegade, Im a waitin on Ravenloft and Moneytalks...Ah Just like the old days..All we're missing here is Morgoth and Sith.* L*

 

[poohlive]

Joach looked around. He was safe. Everyone else was inside. He breathed in a huge sigh of relief and let it out. No more, this was just too strange of a town for him.
He thought about the girl, she was still trapped.
He looked down at his hand, to hell with her, she hadn't helped him. Why in the hell should he help her?
"Damn right," he said to no one in particular. For now, it was off. He just had to leave, the city, the country, hell maybe even the continent. Anything to get away from that creature.
He grabbed for his pouch. It was gone. No, he checked again. His pouch, around his neck, the one his teacher gave to him before he left. It had to be there...
He looked back at the inn. Noooo, it couldn't be. He raised up his hand, yes, there is was inside the room. He could feel it. Joach walked back inside. The creature was presently doing something with the bartneder. He didn't want to ask, he simply ran up the stairs.
Halfway there he stopped.
Rose, he thought her name was Rose ran down, tumbling into him. He collapsed a few steps down, and looked into her eyes.
"Did I miss something?"
He looked up at the top, there was Vixen, holding two daggers and looking at the two. He really didn't need the pouch that badly anyway. Joach arose and walked down the steps.
There was the creaure. It was there at the bottom of the steps. There he was caught, he couldn't go up or down. He looked at them both. This wasn't good, not by a long shot.


[Edited by poohlive on 12-09-2000 at 02:31 AM]

 

[RoseThorn]

OOC: Ummm...Pooh, luv, the door was locked...

 

[Renegade]

OOC: Yep just like the old days huh Roland? Oh yeah... I wasn't around back then. Heh heh No Morgoth or Sith here but hey you got me and Rosethorn to replace them so that has to be just as good.... right? *silence* Uh huh... Hey guys(and gals lol)I put my guy to sleep since I thought he wasn't going to be needed for awhile and that we needed to move on to the next day. But if you need him for anything right now just go wake his lazy ass up. lol

 

[Roland Gilliad]

ooc; Well that is true, but im afraid NO ONE will ever be able to Replace Sith, he was just that damn good....and....It seems we've had a mix-up here..*l*

 

[Renegade]

OOC: Maybe Joach turned the door handle into a frog? heh heh Ok maybe I can't replace sith but c'mon you gotta give me Morgoth.

Sorry for all the OOCs, I know some people dont like them in the threads.

 

[RoseThorn]

OOC: *grins* I wasn't around in the old days either, but most of the people I like to RP with are here, so I'm having a blast...

 

[poohlive]

Ooc: Yeah... that's true, most of them are here... and Renegade, you're here too, lol, no I am kidding.
Actually, if we were to pick a dream team of posters, I think this would be something close to it. We could be the Lit Dream Team, or maybe Lit America... although we aren't all from America.
Well, something to think about.