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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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He barely had time to register the presence of a second one coming in from his left, though, before it was too late to turn and get his sword over there. Instead he blocked with his left arm, and the creature's jaws clamped down only on cold metal.
But then there was a third one, too - his slash at that would have been deadly accurate, but the one hanging off his opposite arm threw off his balance, and he only nicked it. The combination of his forward swing and the dog's weight made him stumble, though, and the one he'd just hit was now hurt and angry...
The thought briefly crossed Jintetsu's mind that like hell was he getting torn apart by a pack of stupid dogs again.