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Post by Frada Kaelyn on Sept 2, 2007 14:01:46 GMT -5
The gleaming sword came into the hands of Frada before she could withdraw a breath. Her eyes suddenly beacame oldly calm and a anoyyed sigh excaped her lips as if this were something she went through every day. As she glanced at the people around her she quickly thought better of what she was doing and put away her weapon. Even with the few seconds it was in her hands she felt the sword such away some of her energy. Not that she needed a weapon to kill a person. With asounding spead she kicked the man pinning Tashur on the wall and sent him back a few steps, hoping that would be enough for Tashur to get away. It was true that she could have done more than kick the man, but Frada had no heart for killing unless needed. ((Sorry if this is short, I think my cold is affecting my muse ))
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Post by Tashur Dangeau on Sept 3, 2007 11:08:19 GMT -5
Tash, not stopping for a second to see if the man Frada had kicked would get up, leapt over him and tackled one of the other men. He spun him around, so Tash was in the back, and hit the pressure points in the neck. The man slumped unconsious to the floor. One down, thwo to go. Just then, the inkeeper swun his board, missing Tash's head, but slamming him in the shoulder. Tash winced, but did not show his pain. He would not give these men the satisfaction. He had compleatly forgtten about the innkeeeper. That meant there was three men to incapacitate. Frada seemed to be doing well, and the man she had kicked of Tash was gitting up, balling his fists toward her.
OOC: Oh... I hope you feel better. I think my muse is getting nervous for school and left. I have two essays to write today though, so it better come back...
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Post by Frada Kaelyn on Sept 3, 2007 12:12:59 GMT -5
Frada blinked at the man now coming to wards her as if she were surprised that the man would try to come at her but bored of this event the moment it started. A large fist came for her head but Frada simply ducked out of the way. The man was large and strong but Frada was quick to analyze that the mans weakness was his lack of speed. Gaining in anger the man swung more and more punches all of which missed their target. Then the man did something she did not expect, a knife slipped into hand from his sleeve and as Frada attempted to block the attack her hand was deeply cut. As Frada watched her blood fall on the floor rage took her. Speed was on her side as was training and before the man had realized Frada had her hands on his own the knife was at his throat. Frada hesitated as she glanced over at Tushur. Killing the man would be quick and easy yet something made her not want to. She bit a lip, still holding the mans hand as if his strength was nothing, watching as Tushur was advanced on again.
((Two essays already?! Wow. *Evil thought* Hey you would not happen to know any historical examples where people/ a person has been killed in an attempt to enlighten would you?))
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Post by Tashur Dangeau on Sept 7, 2007 17:49:13 GMT -5
Tash paused and glanced at Frada. Her knife was at the man's throat, and he had a dagger in his hands as well. So it was blade time. He pulled out his teal knife, the color shining dully in the flickering light. The other men also now had weapons in their hands. Tash was fairly good with his knife, but it was short, and at least one of the men had a short sword. The inkeeper had abandoned his board for a meat cleaver. Things could get ugly. Tash could see that Frada was already hurt, and he did not want anything else to happen on his account. He sheathed his knife and shook his head slightly.
"Come on Frada, lets find somewhere else to go." He walked past one of the men, bumping his shoulder into him, seemingly as an act of poor sportsmanship. Angrily, the giant man grabbed Tash, and flung him bodily out of the inn, smashing past the door and into the dirt. Tash groaned, but as the door slammed, he could not help smiling to himself. His slender hands lifted up in front of his eyes, bearing the mans full silken purse.
He got up and dusted himself off, waiting to see if Frada would join him.
OOC: Yeah, it sucks. And sorry, I dont really know of many incidents where someone was killed. Can it be anywhere in the world?
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Post by Frada Kaelyn on Sept 7, 2007 18:27:07 GMT -5
Frada felt slightly irritated. Her gentle heart wanted to leave these men alive, but her years of training to kill wanted them dead at her feet. Silently her mind went through all possible solutions, but the men enjoying their beer had already seen her face and if they thought Frada was a killer then if she had to come back here on a future mission the people would immediately have their guards up once they saw her. With an expression that showed only boredom she let the mans hand go who immediately backed off. Sighing Frada grabbed her only source of communication from the table and calmly walked out as if none of it had even took place. Upon seeing Tashur she tilted her head in question. Wondering if he was injured. ((Yes anywhere...I think I have someone though, thanks to the brave heart movie ))
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Post by Tashur Dangeau on Sept 7, 2007 20:15:04 GMT -5
Tashur got to his feet smiling. "I'm fine, I did that last bit intentionally." He hung the purse in the air and jingled it slightly. "Sorry about that. I probably owe you an explanation about that. You are a very good fighter though. Where did you learn that?- wait no, dont answer that. I really don't want to know." He began to walk slowly toward the outskirts of the town. Now that the option of sleeping in the inn was out, he would have to make do with a pile of leaves and hope the wolves would leave him alone. At least the night wasn't a total waste. He had met Frada, gotten a free dinner for two, and stolen the purse from a man he had already cheated. Pretty darn good for being thrown out of a bar before midnight.
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Post by Frada Kaelyn on Sept 7, 2007 20:23:08 GMT -5
Frada tilted her head again. It seemed it was becoming a habit of hers. She stood, confused, wondering if what Tashur said was a good bye or an invitation to follow. Her eyes quickly left him and glanced around every possible direction she could see. She was outside again and her "shadow" would be cross... Her red lips let out a small sigh. Least Frada wanted was for Tashur to get involved with Lurid. Even now, she knew the creature was watching, waiting for night so he could deal with her alone.
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Post by Tashur Dangeau on Sept 8, 2007 12:27:50 GMT -5
Tash stopped, sencing that Frada was not behind him. He turned around, seeing her slight confusion, and shouted back to her, "Are you going to come or not?" He wasn't really sure if she would want to stay in his company any longer, but maybe the two of them could camp in the woods together. Or maybe she had some place to be. He turned back around and continued on to the outskirts of the woods, and in the back of his mind he hoped that she would follow, but he understood if she did not want to.
He reached the tree line and pulled out a small pack of flint and tinder, making a feeble but efective fire. He streched his hands out to warm them, and then sat down on the cool earth, the pine needles making a fine chair.
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Post by Frada Kaelyn on Sept 8, 2007 12:47:44 GMT -5
Hesitantly Frada followed. She knew she would not be able to stay long, not with Lurid watching her every move, but a few moments could not hurt. Frada could not help her eyes from wandering around as she walked. It was silly. She Knew the creature would not show itself to her, yet Frada still looked. Her hand dripped with blood but Frada apparently did not even feel it. Or if Frada had, she obviously was used to the concept of pain. She stopped when Tashur begun the making of his fire and brought out a wooden flute that was carved to look like twisting vines. Frada had no intention of playing it, but it interested her to simply have it in her hands.
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Post by Tashur Dangeau on Sept 8, 2007 18:39:18 GMT -5
Tash couldn't help but smile to himself as Frada sat down. He was glad to have the company, and her silence was a refreshing change from meaningless small talk. He sat and enjoyed the fire with her for a few minutes, and then watched with avid curiosity as she pulled out a small wooden flute. It seemed different in some way that he could not name, but the intricate carvings around it were beautiful.
"Do you play?" He asked with great ernest. He himself had about as much musical talent as a bull elephant seal in mating season. Whenever he tried to sing or play, people would asume he was torturing a small animal. But he did enjoy a good song from other people. Maybe she would play...
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Post by Frada Kaelyn on Sept 8, 2007 21:24:37 GMT -5
Frada bit her lip then both nodded then shook her head, as if not sure which. She let out a sigh, and set aside the flute for a moment to write. 'The flute is magic. It is dangerous for humans to hear if I am not careful.' She wrote then held it out to him. Frada would be reluctant about saying anything about herself, but she doubted saying this much could hurt. Frada again tilted her head in question, wondering if he understood.
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Post by Tashur Dangeau on Sept 10, 2007 0:02:25 GMT -5
Tash nodded. He did not know much about magic, but he had no intention of letting himself be bewitched. His ears could live without the sound of the flute if it meant his mind would remain his own. Seeing this brought him to the realization that he had absolutly no idea who this woman was. She could not speak and she had a magic flute; that was the extent of his knowlage. She also was a good fighter, so she had the potential to be a very dangerous person. But she had done nothing to make him feel threatened, so he did not bring that up. He was curious though, as to why she had the habit of scanning around her, as if she was being followed. That is what had intrigued him from the beginning, and now that they could communicate, he would at least try to get an answer from her.
"So," He started, casually, "When I first met you, earlier today, you seemed like you were being followed. Should we keep watch tonight, or can we sleep solidly?" He made it seem as though he was just curiously worrying for their safty, so that she did not have to feel obligated to answer in a way that she did not want to. If he had learned anything about getting information from people, it was that you always had to let them have a way out. Let them tell you the information, and never scare them into giving it to you. That prompted lies, which was not something Tash needed right now.
The fire was burning a little lower,and so he tossed on another log, sending a shower of sparks into the air. The fire imidiatly set upon it, and the warmth filled the small space he and Frada were in. The fire made little smoke, because of the dry wood, so the night sky was perfectly clear. Countless stars shone overhead, and the moon's light lit the forest around them.
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Post by Frada Kaelyn on Sept 10, 2007 16:19:32 GMT -5
Frada let out a slow sigh, wondering what she should write. It was very hard to find the words to explain something you were forbidden to explain in detail. So instead she wrote, 'I am being followed, but by nothing to be worried about. I have to leave soon.' She was being very blunt, but perhaps that was the way things had to be. Then something caught her eye, a blue bottle not far from where she sat. Jumping to her feet Frada rushed over and grasped it in her hands as fast as they would allow. No body but herself could know what was in these bottles. Bitting her lip Frada looked up at Tashur. Lurid must have set this here when neither were looking, and if he knew then he would not like to be kept waiting for very much longer. Her eyes trailed to wear she had dropped what she was writing. She wondered how crazy he would think her for acting as she was.
((Sorry, this was a bad one... ))
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Post by Tashur Dangeau on Sept 10, 2007 18:17:46 GMT -5
Tash smiled sadly at Frada, reading the note quickly. "Well, if you must go, I understand." He said this with a heavy heart. Though thay had only met, he really enjoyed Frada's company. "I hope that our paths cross again in the future, and I hope that whatever is following you does you no harm. Good luck." He noticed as she snatched a bluish-hued bottle from the ground and was just about to ask about it, but he decided against that. She obviously did not want to discuss it, and that was fine with him. He would not press the issue.
Tash reached into one of his pockets and pulled out a small leather bag tied with a drawstring. He opened it, and with deft hands snatched a live coal from the fire, placing it into the bag. He repeated this untill the bag was full of the still burning tinder and held it out for Frada. "I dont know where you will end up tonight, but if you stay in the forest this will come in handy. The coals will stay live for a couple of hours. You can start a fire a lot quicker that way." He stood up, dusting himself off, and looked into the woods. Somewhere in the dence trees, a lone wolf howled, and even further off, it was answered by the plaintive cry of another. The evening was still young, but he hoped that no harm would come to her.
OOC: Thats ok, we all have that kind of day....
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Post by Frada Kaelyn on Sept 10, 2007 19:50:04 GMT -5
Frada nodded in thanks as she took the bag(making sure to hide the bottle away in her bag before getting near). She did not want to admit it but traveling like she did and doing what she does, it gave her no chance for having friends...acording to her training they would only weaken her in the long run...but she felt she made a friend this once. Frada looked around again, as if expecting her shadow to hear he thoughts. Hesitation made her stand still for a moment before Frada turned to leave. Frada knew she had another job to do, and knew she had to kill again whether she liked it or not. ((Hmm apparently my muse was taken by my teacher....that or I just bad with goodbyes? ))
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