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My Final Heaven · 09-14-2007, 03:08 AM

'Oh is that it then? Good eyes on you Lass. I may ask you to man the main mast nest with eyes like that. Now, see if you can spot this trick.'

He dropped his loaf of bread on the floor and went to pick it up, as he did, placed a powder cartridge under one of the legs of his barstool with a slowmatch touching it, so that all he would have to do in order to set it off would be to grind the stool hard against the stone floor.

'Do you see?' He asked, a devious smile on his face then finished off his bread. He placed some money on the bar then stood. 'Shall we go then?'

Anei flinched away as he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. Amateurs, he thought, if it had been him, he'd have simply broken a stool over thier heads. None of this messing around.

'We gots a debt to repay you mister.' Said a giant of a man, a full head taller than Elcid and a half foot broader.

'That's good, I always like to collect.' Said Elcid as he ground the stool against the floor. There was a barely preceptible pause before the room seemed to exlode with noise and smoke, in which Elcid ducked down and rammed his forehead into the giant man's stomach, then made three quick punches to the man's groin before hauling him up and throwing him over the bar to crash violently through the glassware and liquor bottles.

Elcid had a simple method of fighting which was simply to go full out all the time or go home. He came down on the next man swinging his chain bollas like a flail, the heavy cast iron ball cracking the man's jaw on the first blow and his collar bone on the second. A man hit him with a chair which toppled him over, but he rolled away from the blow and came back armed with a piece of the barstool which had been blown appart by the powder cartridge.

He clubbed the last man into submission then grabbed Anei's arm to get her away from the brawl. The two of them fought thier way to door, Elcid swinging the bollas furiously ahead of him to clear a path and they dashed away as the brawl quickly spilled out onto the quay. Elcid led her to an alley where he had to stop, clutching his ribs where he'd been hit.

'Bloody hellfire lass it never gets dull with you around does it? That bugger did a number on me with that chair.' Elcid laughed, even though it hurt to do so, because despite himself, he was having a lot of fun.

09-14-2007, 03:08 AM	#30 (permalink)
My Final Heaven Senior Member Join Date: Feb 2007 Location: Home sweet Home Age: 25 Posts: 763 Rep Power: 5	'Oh is that it then? Good eyes on you Lass. I may ask you to man the main mast nest with eyes like that. Now, see if you can spot this trick.' He dropped his loaf of bread on the floor and went to pick it up, as he did, placed a powder cartridge under one of the legs of his barstool with a slowmatch touching it, so that all he would have to do in order to set it off would be to grind the stool hard against the stone floor. 'Do you see?' He asked, a devious smile on his face then finished off his bread. He placed some money on the bar then stood. 'Shall we go then?' Anei flinched away as he felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. Amateurs, he thought, if it had been him, he'd have simply broken a stool over thier heads. None of this messing around. 'We gots a debt to repay you mister.' Said a giant of a man, a full head taller than Elcid and a half foot broader. 'That's good, I always like to collect.' Said Elcid as he ground the stool against the floor. There was a barely preceptible pause before the room seemed to exlode with noise and smoke, in which Elcid ducked down and rammed his forehead into the giant man's stomach, then made three quick punches to the man's groin before hauling him up and throwing him over the bar to crash violently through the glassware and liquor bottles. Elcid had a simple method of fighting which was simply to go full out all the time or go home. He came down on the next man swinging his chain bollas like a flail, the heavy cast iron ball cracking the man's jaw on the first blow and his collar bone on the second. A man hit him with a chair which toppled him over, but he rolled away from the blow and came back armed with a piece of the barstool which had been blown appart by the powder cartridge. He clubbed the last man into submission then grabbed Anei's arm to get her away from the brawl. The two of them fought thier way to door, Elcid swinging the bollas furiously ahead of him to clear a path and they dashed away as the brawl quickly spilled out onto the quay. Elcid led her to an alley where he had to stop, clutching his ribs where he'd been hit. 'Bloody hellfire lass it never gets dull with you around does it? That bugger did a number on me with that chair.' Elcid laughed, even though it hurt to do so, because despite himself, he was having a lot of fun. __________________ "The word rustic doesn’t even begin to satisfy the requirements of an adjective used to describe this town. Rustic is a looming butressed cathedral to this town’s Stone Henge. Rustic is the ocean to this town’s mud puddle. Simply put, rustic is a word inadequate to describe the squalour." Get more like this just by clicking on this link.