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Date Posted: 05:22:33 07/07/02 Sun
Author: Ambrosia
Author Host/IP: spider-ntc-ta061.proxy.aol.com / 198.81.16.46
Subject: A Meeting in the Alleyway

Oh just slendid, fucking slendid. Pale brows raised as she quickened her pace. Yes she was all to aware of the fact that she was being followed, the low sound of the assailant's boots echoed in her ears. A quick glance was issued to the left then to the right. Oh Dark Lords of all mighty i do not have time for this. Oh well, she absently allowed those slender shoulders to pull up in a shrug. What is a girl to do, being followed in a dark alleyway and all. Typical scenario, a girl in a dark deserted alleyway with no other place to go. Shit, a pale hand twitched as she backed up a bit. And me without a man to save the day, eyes were rolled back. Okay now if they wanted to play she would gladly join in on their little games. After all a girls got to get her kicks too.
Whirling around like all hell she backed up and stared hard into that inky darkness called night. Okay now come on you know you want to. Brows were slowly permitted to knit together, blue eyes narrowed as they strained to see clearer. Pale hands were placed upon her hips, oh come on now, it seemed as if hours had passed by in that short minute. A snicker slowly rang through her head, not her snicker, I do not sound that stupid. "Well lookie what we got here". A bad accent to go with a bad smell. My great Dark Lords, a perfect scum bag all rolled into one. Again that hard to stand snicker was pulled forth from the thin pencil line lips. "A young lassie who has strolled into No Man's Land. Well just meluck" Was he serious? OKay now girl step up and be tough, you got a backbone show it.
"Well then sir I can certainly see that i have absently stumbled into No Man's land, for i see no men", oh probably not the best thing to say. She could see the dirty man puff out his chest in a sad attempt to look manly. A flash of silver also caught her eye. A dagger, no wait not a dagger, a kitchen knife? Oh man, he has no idea what he is doing. I almost feel sorry for the fool. Almost was the key word there, if push came to shove, she would push, not to mention kick and cut. Snap, that normally tiny sound felt bigger then her as about two or three others surrounded her. Damn...there is more then i thought. Way out of my mind. Time to panic.
"Boys, ye see what me see", they were not all to smart either, only grunts were given in response. They certainly seemed to think alike, all to alike. They all stepped forward together, held tightly in each fist was a kitchen knife just as dull as the owner. "Ye hold her down and we all will have some fun tonight", the leader, she guessed, ordered. And what did he mean when he said fun? He is not touching me, who knows how long it has been since he has had a bath. Does he even know what water is? Shit, the other two men jumped forward to grab her. Her stupid thoughts were going to get her killed. No wonder Sinturi told her to stop thinking so much, it could really kill her.
Time to take action. As the men jumped forward to grab her she quickly slid under the biggest one's arms. Bringing her hand up swiftly she gripped his attacking arm and pulled back as hard as her slender body would allow. Ha! Take that you smelly freak of nature, she pulled his arm, which was twisted the wrong way, closer to his body. However in her glory she forgot about the other. Sadly he did have a knife. Of course being in the position she was in she did not see a thing, she felt it. The dull steal was not as dull as she thought. It sliced through the leathers that hugged her body and kissed her skin deeply. Damn, she dropped her grip upon the guy she had in a lock and stumbled back, arm wrapped over her stomach. Blood, she could smell it better then see it.
Just my luck, the leader moved forward to push the half way wounded man out of the path. Beckoning for the other, the one who so rudely cut her open, to follow he advanced upon her. Ahh..oh man maybe i do need a knight in armour to save the day.where was one when she needed it. Allowing the leader to pull her into his rough holdshe shuddered. Forget the smell, he looked like he was hit with every ugly stick on the way down, and then, sadly, the tree fell on him. Slender shoulders hunched forward as he roughly pulled her up into a sour kiss, nasty as hell. Okay enough of this, pulling back with all the power she could a pale hand twitched and grasped that deadly looking hilt that lay upon her left thigh. Blinking the ugly it creature glared at her and barked orders to his hit man. I see how you wish to play, and I'll play anytime. That blade was raised out of the sheath, a swing and it was in her hand, gripped tightly. Nothing was going to get between her and this blade. "Let's play".
Steeping forward she held the blade at an angle and used a sweeping motion to bring in up and under the hit man's chest. Too easy, he stumbled back, an arm was pressed over the newly acquired gash. Oh the blood drove her wild. It filled her senses. Oh sweet sticky blood the life source and the sweetest ambrosia. A deadly smirk spread upon full redder then red lips. "Play with me more why don't you", she hissed softly, that voice alluring yet oh so deadly. It sent shivers up their spins. Now it was the biggest one's turn to be stupid. He advanced upon her from the left as the leader jumped at her from the right. Double time not to fair. Still tha blade was her life, and she knew it better then anything in the world. Straightening up she let the biggest one move forward, his knife gleamed brightly. Bringing it down upon her shoulder her knees buckled, more blood. Regaining herself she jumped into the leader and brought the blade into a half cresent sweep which cut open the hit man's leg. Cursing, her poor ears, he fell drop to his knees, blood poured from the wound.
Two down one to go. Great I am having fun. Another smirk crossed over her pale facial features. Grabbing her from behind the leader placed that cold dull steal to her throat. "Ye move lassie and ye die", his tongue ran over her neck. His breath smelt ripe of beer and day old fish. Lovely, just lovely. Her breath caught in her throat, the knife was dug in a bit deeper. One, two, three, she exhailed slowly. Stupid he was, that blade still rested in her pale hands. First thing he should have done was take it away, does he want to be hurt. My Dark Lords, she inched the blade up more and more with each passing second. She could fell his body press up against hers. She could feel his fingers pull at the laces upon her leathers, yet her mind was upon her work, not his.
Now, allowing a pale finger to slideover the hilt of her blade she pressed in one of the rudies in the little cluster. Out shot a short dagger like piece of steal, it clicked as it slipped into place upon the side of the blade. His other hand moved towards her front as the dagger like spar was put through this stomach. A sharp cry was heard as he sank to the dirty ground below. Three down none to go. Stepping around his body she smiled and walked calmly out of the alleyway. Good girl, good fight. Now off to the baths, I need to be clean.

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