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paixaorpg2007-10-29 10:33 pm
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Second time lucky... maybe [Completed]
Character(s): Kenshin and Jintetsu
Content: Paixao's historical fiction buddies go on a grand adventure.
Setting: Niflheim Gate and beyond
Time: early morning, the day after the festival
Warnings: probably there will be lumen related violence, at the least.
Paixao didn't have a real sun, but the streets were still appropriately dim at about the right times. Jintetsu and Kenshin had left the hotel as soon as it was light enough to see, leaving Marona in the care of the innkeeper until her friend came by to meet her.
If they'd been going anywhere else, he wouldn't have stopped her tagging along. But he'd made it to the plains outside the city once before; it wasn't any place for a little girl. As crazy as the city was, it was safer than what was outside it. As it was, he was banking heavily on the two of them managing to slip out unnoticed.
That was going to be kind of tricky, though. Although the gate was already open when they came within sight of it, there were still a couple guards standing in front of it, which (while he'd been expecting it) was a little problematic. Even if he'd had some kind of bomb or noisemaker to distract them with like the last group had, there wasn't a more obvious way to tip them off to someone escaping. In retrospect, it had been pretty dumb of him to try and leave with a group that large to begin with, but nothing he could do about that now.
Jintetsu stopped well out of earshot of the guards, watching them but trying to remain relatively inconspicuous; as few people as were out on the street at the moment, that may have been a feat. "We should try not to let 'em know we're leaving," he said. Implicitly, the table was open for ideas now.
Content: Paixao's historical fiction buddies go on a grand adventure.
Setting: Niflheim Gate and beyond
Time: early morning, the day after the festival
Warnings: probably there will be lumen related violence, at the least.
Paixao didn't have a real sun, but the streets were still appropriately dim at about the right times. Jintetsu and Kenshin had left the hotel as soon as it was light enough to see, leaving Marona in the care of the innkeeper until her friend came by to meet her.
If they'd been going anywhere else, he wouldn't have stopped her tagging along. But he'd made it to the plains outside the city once before; it wasn't any place for a little girl. As crazy as the city was, it was safer than what was outside it. As it was, he was banking heavily on the two of them managing to slip out unnoticed.
That was going to be kind of tricky, though. Although the gate was already open when they came within sight of it, there were still a couple guards standing in front of it, which (while he'd been expecting it) was a little problematic. Even if he'd had some kind of bomb or noisemaker to distract them with like the last group had, there wasn't a more obvious way to tip them off to someone escaping. In retrospect, it had been pretty dumb of him to try and leave with a group that large to begin with, but nothing he could do about that now.
Jintetsu stopped well out of earshot of the guards, watching them but trying to remain relatively inconspicuous; as few people as were out on the street at the moment, that may have been a feat. "We should try not to let 'em know we're leaving," he said. Implicitly, the table was open for ideas now.
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As the one he'd hit started crying something about his nose was broken and the guards had their eyes on the upset man, Kenshin started to back away.
"Ah, sessha should be going, de gozaru," he said, with an awkward laugh.
"Oh no you don't," one of the guard's yelled, turning, but when he had turned he would have seen nothing but empty street. The rurouni had vanished.
Well, at least to them it seemed like he had, the moment he'd backed away enough, Kenshin had used his god-like speed to move around the opposite side of the guards.
"He just vanished!"
"Start searching the alleyways, he couldn't have gotten far!"
While cries echo'd out, Kenshin was already on his way out through the gate. It hadn't been the most elegant of escapes, but it had sufficed and most importantly the guards seemed clueless of what had just really gone on.
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It wasn't often he actually tried to go to somewhere, but there was definitely something out here. He was almost sure he'd seen something across the white fields, and although he didn't know what it was, the men in black had sure gone to a lot of trouble to keep them from getting there.
He had a sneaking suspicion it was the way home. That thought startled him a little in and of itself. He didn't have a home; it was strange for him to think of it like that.
He turned back to the gate to see that Kenshin had made his exit as well, and wasn't being followed. That was good right there. Jintetsu looked back across the waste and started walking without a word - not trying to be rude, he just didn't have anything to say at the moment. He wasn't sure how far it was, but he wanted to get there before nightfall.