Leo
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Post by Leo on May 1, 2010 11:59:49 GMT -5
Leo released his grip on Rayl's hand as he backs away from the door a bit and sighed while rubbing his temples. He turned to Rayl after a short moment, then slowly whispered, "He's back. ..Initially not to get us but to hunt a store down the block, but he spotted me, and he is now."
Even inside the storeroom, they could hear Orwin yelling out incoherent threats to some 'brats', and the defeaning noise of tables being smashed along with the screaming of others. So far, Leo can't hear any body slashings...yet.
"Maybe if we just hide long enough, he'll give up and--"
BAM!!!
A loud force smashed the outside of the store room, right in front of the door. Instinctually, Leo grabbed for the knob and tries to open it, but found that the door's being jammed from outside, maybe a huge table is on the way. "Right. Perfect. We're stuck."
Another round of screaming, and something large broke outside. Leo cupped his ear to the door, leaning the side of his body against it and now only depends on his hearing to imagine the situation in his head.
"There seems to be a fight outside... ..Wait, who would oppose the ruffians who's after us in the first place?"
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Rayl
Citizen
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Post by Rayl on May 1, 2010 12:08:43 GMT -5
Just as what Leo said, a particular bandits have popped on Rayl's head; she remember those guys way back in the mine. Though, because of the long time she haven't been in that particular place; she almost forgot who were those people.
She heard some tantrums of the right hand of the woman. Throwing some tables and making some people outside their place quiver.
"That guy... he will never give up until he have found us..." it was not a mere fact but the true. She knew people who were like this, they were like craving for some bloodsheds; those who are in their debts shall never be alive until they get what they want.
She heard a loud smashed just outside the room they were in. She heard Leo holds the knob and try to open the door, it was jammed.
She raised an eyebrow at Leo's statement. "I guess someone who seems to own this place, who looks and acts stronger to beat those thieves..?" she responded to his question, looking calmed as always; she was not afraid of this ruckus Orwin and his companions were given.
If given a chance, she wanted to kill those guys to not make some ruckus in other place. She was not a heroic type, though because of the ruckus and problem these thieves are giving them. Heck, she wanted to kill them all now.
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Post by NPC: Male on May 1, 2010 12:44:08 GMT -5
"COME OUT, you damn brat!! I SAW YOU!" Oriwn roared while knocking over a few tables and chairs that were on his way. He deosn't seem to threaten the other customers that ran around him in order to reeach the exit as his eyes searched around the store. "Don't think hiding will work, this only drives me MORE MAD!"
Out of pure rage, he grabbed a chair and throws it forcefully onto the glasspane that reserved the cakes made for show...and ultimately ruining the cake in the process. He only saw Leo, so now his eyes are wildly searching for a certain black-haired lad...then to his surprise, seeing the opposite of his supposed victim. A white-haired man, that is. ...With a long chef hat.
"Wh?" Orwin grabbed onto a table before tossing it to the chef with ease.
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Post by Zephel on May 1, 2010 13:03:00 GMT -5
Busy working in the kitchen of the newly built cafe, Zeph is oblivious of the ruckus outside. It's only until the cashier ran into the kitchen screaming 'crazy bandits' over and over that the silver-haired made his move to grab his sword from under his workspace that was actually forbidden for him to even wield inside the cafe, and stormed out.
He was calmed enough at first, until he saw the cafe in a complete mess with a number of men inside the cafe, holding knives and guns. It's odd for burglars to be robbing a bakery, unless they're really stupid. "Hey nitwit, why are you trashing the place for?!"
Then an idiot threw a table to him.
Enraged, the silver-haired clutched his sword before single-handedly (literally) sliced the table to half before it even hit him. One of the halves shot its way to the storeroom, one of the table's foot somehow forceful enough to pierce itself right through the wooden door.
"Leave at once, before I force you out!"
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Leo
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Artist of Gradia
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Post by Leo on May 1, 2010 13:31:18 GMT -5
"GAH!!" Leo can't help but to screamed as a table -yes, a table- was smashed through the door he's busy leaning onto. The foot of the table went its way right through it, just in front of Leo's eyes for God's sake. He backed away, of course, and leaned right onto Rayl. The shock never left him, it seems, as his hand automatically reached for his chest and he started catching his breath like he just finished a marathon run.
"Hah... ..Ah! I'm sorry...!" After a moment, the artist backs away from Rayl, finding it rather awkward to be sandwiching her against the wall like that, the settles himself near the mops against the other side of the wall. It's a fairly small room after all, they both can't move much when being trapped like that.
Leo then eyed the thing that almost stabbed his head and sighed, "That...shocked me."
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Rayl
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Post by Rayl on May 4, 2010 9:40:42 GMT -5
Rayl was a bit surprised when she heard a voice arguing the thief, she wanted to get out in the place, Leo and she were in. But a thing is blocking for them to open the door. She sighed, the voices were the only thing that could tell her what's going on.
Orwin is furious until a what seems to be a big thing hit the storage room. Leo was taken a back, backing away at the door; suddenly leaning onto her. Rayl was surprised; Leo was what seems to be the first one who leaned closer to her. Most of the guys would be knocked out unconscious if they got closer to this assassin girl.
But, it seems Leo got an exception. She merely nodded at him, "It's okay..." she only uttered out, good thing that no light illuminates the place; because if so, Leo could see the blushing face of Rayl.
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Post by NPC: Male on May 4, 2010 14:00:36 GMT -5
Orwin froze, he didn't see the sword this guy's holding. He clenched his teeth, still scanning around for that wretched brat, but having no clue on where the hell is that boy. The bandit sneered at this chef man, figuring that his men can gang him up and beat him to a bloody pulp in mere seconds...but Orwin doesn't like to waste his time, this isn't in his plan at all.
"Let's go, boys!! ...We'll catch the lad later..." He backs away from Zeph, then exited the shop with his men in tow and disappeared from sight.
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Rayl
Citizen
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Post by Rayl on May 5, 2010 9:33:32 GMT -5
Rayl sighed lousily as she heard Orwin's voice faded slowly at the place. She blinked owlishly, "Did he retreat?" [/i] she thought out as she placed her hand at the wall near her. "He's gone..." she let out as she let the place where her hand turns into ice. The cold, bluish particle started to form big enough for their height; the whole icy part is wet and cold. "This should do..." she uttered out as she then looked at Leo's figure near her side. "Ne Leo... answer me frankly." she started as she looked in front of her ice. "Would it be alright... if I would just smash this thing so we could go out in this place?"[/color][/blockquote]
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Post by Zephel on May 5, 2010 12:41:40 GMT -5
Zeph lowered down his sword as he watched the ruffians left the premises without giving him any more trouble. It's until they completely disappeared from his range of sight did he sighed and called out for his colleagues that everything's under control. Zeph stared at the mess of the cafe for a while, shaking his head and feeling sorry for the cleaner guy.
"Anybody got hurt inside??" He asked, half-yelling, as he walked into the kitchen and left the front of the cafe completely empty.
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Leo
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Post by Leo on May 5, 2010 15:58:37 GMT -5
"Huh?" That was all the wise reply Leo could come out at the sudden question...or was it, permission? It was rather dark, and the lad has no idea what exactly is she doing. Though, he can feel the room is turning slightly cold.
"Smash..? ...Oh." Seems like he had forgotten that Rayl is an assassin. Recalling when they went digging for ores together using ice hoes, now it became apparent to him on what she's attempting to do. "Ah...I see. Please. I'd very much like to escape now. ...But do be careful."
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Rayl
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Post by Rayl on May 5, 2010 23:52:32 GMT -5
Rayl nodded as she backed away from the wall a bit. Ice started to form in her right hand, forming into a big spear-like. She glared at the wall, sensing where is the weak point of the wall.
Once she sensed the point, she quickly smash the spear towards the wall. The said icy way suddenly smashed into pieces, light illuminates the dark storage room.
"We're okay now... I guess," she let out as she easily left the storage room, she exited the place as she lend a hand at Leo for him to exit the place.
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Leo
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Post by Leo on May 6, 2010 13:37:42 GMT -5
Leo squinted his eyes as light flooded the darkness of the storeroom. The brightness was so sudden, that it caught the artist off-guard since his eyes are already used to the darkness. He was blinded for a while, closing his eyes tight with an arm trying to shadow his eyes.
He can hear Rayl stating that they're alright now, that's when he attempted to part his tight eyelids. Slightly opening his eyes, all he can see besides the blinding light is Rayl's hand, and without a second thought, reached out for it as he was guided to the exit.
Stepping out of the blasted storeroom. Leo heaved out a sight as he fluttered his eyelids open to get used to the light. "Thank you, Rayl.."
Leo looked around at the cafe, most of the tables and chairs are either toppled over or destroyed, pieces of glass decorated the floor unevenly from broken cups and plates, the floor itself was stained by cakes and coffees, and the lad felt guilty of the mess. The bandit saw him, so it was particularly his fault.
"...I'm sorry I dragged you into this mess."
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Rayl
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Post by Rayl on May 7, 2010 2:29:34 GMT -5
Rayl tugged Leo away from the room as she glanced at the messy place the once clean and elegant place of this Cafe. She sighed, she was thinking of the cake she haven't finished. But at least, she was grateful, she and Leo is safe... at the moment.
She looked at Leo and raised an eyebrow, he feels guilty at the ruckus; she sighed, almost with boredom. "You don't have to feel guilty about this..." she let out as she looked at Leo then at the place. "We actually never thought they can quickly go here..."
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Leo
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Post by Leo on May 8, 2010 11:35:35 GMT -5
Leo frowned. It isn't the case if the bandits tracked them down to hunt them, it's the fact that Leo is unable to oppose them that annoys him. It's always in his nature to avoid as many confrontations as he can, mostly because his inner self had told him he's positively pathetic in fighting, whether physically or verbally.
People had been invasive of his life ever since he was small, picking on him and bullying him, but he never fought back, not even once. And this fact saddens the stoical Leo. ...Then, he suddenly recalled his mother.
"My bag!" He spoke out of the blue. Quickly, the artist made his way to the area where they sat together were. A piece of blackforest cake had stained the floor and the chairs were toppled over, but there's no sight of his bag nearby.
"Oh no..."
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Rayl
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Post by Rayl on May 9, 2010 23:33:00 GMT -5
Rayl quirped an eyebrow as she look at Leo's worried facade. The bag seems to be of important to him... really important that he started to raised where they first sit.
"Your bag?" she let out as she followed Leo at the place, she looked over at their place. It seems there is no sign of the bag in that place.
"But... it's impossible for that thief to noticed that bag and get it, right?" she asks as she sighed and looked at the ruined cafe. Some customers left the place... okay, let's face it... all the customers have left the place after the ruckus of a certain thief.
A guy with a light hair seems to remained in the place. Seems to be an employee in the cafe.
"Leo... maybe you should asked that guy..." she said, trying to not let Leo hope down in search for his bag.
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