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Post by zeno on Jul 4, 2009 22:25:19 GMT -5
Lorr grumbled to himself as he walked through Upper City. Someone got away from him, and he didn't really feel like running today. The last time he ran, his now healed eyes were flashed.
He stopped abrubtly when he smelled that the scent of his latest prey got mixed with the scent of an old prey. This was enough to make him laugh, and he sped off, cackling with glee as he followed the scent, jumping onto a roof.
He followed it back to the place he was at yesterday. The place with the hole in the wall. And outside it, was Drang. However, Drang wasn't who he had set his eyes on. The merchant from the bar was running right below him. With a joyful cry, he jumped down, and slammed his feet into the mans head, crushing it against the ground.
Lorr looked up, and locked eyes with Drang. "Well, you didn't even last a day before you saw me again, and as you can tell, my eyes are healed."
He stepped out of the goo that was once the merchant's head, and took a step towards Drang. "Ready for another fight?"
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Post by deadsent on Jul 4, 2009 22:32:01 GMT -5
Drang looked at Lorr with a glare.
"No...last time we fought I got a giant hole in my wall...odds are next time I won't have a home."
Drang looked off in the distance at a large mansion.
"I need money...lots of money..."
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Post by zeno on Jul 4, 2009 22:59:18 GMT -5
Lorr looked towards the mansion, then to Drang, and then to the mansion again. He wanted to fight, but Drang didn't. If he fought someone like Drang, and Drang didn't want to fight, it would be boring...
"Why are you looking over there? You're, like, a thief, or something?"
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Post by deadsent on Jul 4, 2009 23:11:06 GMT -5
"Yeah, I'm the best. But that place. It has the best security. They got it just for me."
Drang started walking slowly toward the house.
"I think it's time to test it out, but I'll need help. Someone that can cause a distraction and cover my escape. I need a fighter. Someone that kills...just for fun..."
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Post by zeno on Jul 5, 2009 0:32:32 GMT -5
Lorr wiped his feet on the ground and followed Drang, staring at him strangely. When he said that he needed someone to cover his escape, he laughed a pounded his fist against his chest.
"If there are strong guards, I'll act as your distraction, piece of cake! I can even set the house on fire, if you want. But only if there are strong guards, though."
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Post by deadsent on Jul 5, 2009 9:07:21 GMT -5
"There are two guards. An Orc and a Demon. It is said that the Orc killed his own father on a job. The demon is a master assassin known only as Slasher."
Drang kept walking down the street and looking around. He had to keep an eye out for anyone that might tell the family that he was coming. About two blocks away from the mansion Drang turned into an alleyway and crouched down. He needed a plan.
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Post by zeno on Jul 5, 2009 11:34:47 GMT -5
Lorr followed Drang into the alley, wanting to watch him work. Then, something in his mind clicked. Orc and a Demon... Those were the two he thought about just the day before!
With a triumphant laugh, he crouched down in front of Drang and leaned his sword against his shoulder.
"Alright, Elf, you need a plan, right? I've got a plan. I attack the guards, the come at me, you steal your shit, and when you're done, I set the house on fire. That's a simple plan, and it's easy to remember."
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Post by deadsent on Jul 5, 2009 11:39:16 GMT -5
Drang sighed when he heard the 'plan'. It was so simplistic that there was no way it would work. Well...actually...he could work...if Lorr could take them both on at the same time, and even if he couldn't, Drang would still get his money and get rid of someone that wants to kill him. It was a perfect plan.
"Very well then."
Drang jumped up onto the roof and eyed the mansion.
"I'll enter through the roof. You enter through the front door. Also...if you're going to die...try not to do it in the first ten minutes."
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Post by zeno on Jul 5, 2009 11:44:24 GMT -5
Lorr let out a high pitched laugh as he sword was set on fire. "What do you take me for?! An Orc and a Demon are nothing compared to me when I have my eyesight back!"
-- Meanwhile, at the mansion --
"How did I let you talk me into this?" Slasher asked, turning to look at Draht as he sat on a staircase, just inside the door. "I'm an assassin, not a guard..."
He'd never compete with Draht in a drinking game ever again.
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Post by deadsent on Jul 5, 2009 11:54:01 GMT -5
Drang sat a top the roof of the mansion his sash blowing in the wind. This would be his only blind robbery. Normally he managed to get some blueprints or something. Standing out side the skylight Drang watched the patrols walk the halls. He counted the seconds between each pass. He had thirty seconds from when the patrols pass below him to open the skylight without making a sound and then get into a room so he couldn't be seen. This was going to be a stretch.
"I hope Lorr does his job right."
Taking out a lockpick Drang slide it into the lock on the skylight. With expert hands he twitched the pick a few times until he heard a click. Catching the lock he placed it aside, and waited for the guards to walk under him. With a count of three he dropped silently into the hall below, and ran into a nearby room. When he heard a slight snarl.
"Nothing's ever easy is it?"
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Post by zeno on Jul 5, 2009 12:01:31 GMT -5
"Alright... Let's do this." Lorr stood some distance away from the mansion, trying to think of the most subtle approach to this. When he couldn't think of one, he just shrugged, and rushed the mansion with a gleeful shriek. Like a bull, he plowed right through the door, swinging his sword like a madman.
"Alright, punks! The Menace ishere to play!! Come and get me, fuckers!"
He noticed several guards come into the room, and he laughed loudly, charging the group and slicing through them like a hot knife through butter. "Come on!" He ripped a guard's head off and tossed it at another, knocking him out.
"Hey... You're destroying my client's house..."
Lorr froze and slowly turned around, his gaze landing on one of his targets, the Demon called Slasher. Lorr chuckled slowly, before charging at him.
"I hit the jackpot!!"
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Post by deadsent on Jul 5, 2009 12:16:16 GMT -5
Drang looked at the werewolf before him. He didn't want to fight, but he had to end this quick. Looking behind the werewolf he saw two large curtains. That would have to do. With a leap Drang landed behind the wolf and grabbed a curtain. With a single motion he threw it over the wolf's head. Grabbing the second curtain he ran forward and tied the beast's leg together.
"There. That should hold you for a few hours."
Drang grinned when he heard an explosion and the guard's voices as they came running down the hall. It was time. Checking the hall to make sure the last of the guards had left before running out into the hall. Running down the hall he turned a corner and saw a large door. This was what he had been looking for.
---------------------------------with Draht-------------------------------
Draht looked at the demon before him. This must be his lucky week. Not one but two jobs and he gets to fight against a demon. With a roar he removed his swords and charged the demon. As he drew closer he swung his swords down at the demon's shoulder.
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Post by zeno on Jul 5, 2009 12:22:33 GMT -5
Slasher stabbed towards Lorr's heart, which had been covered by his long hair, and his eyes widened in surprise when his katar just went right through him. Then, he found his arm caught in Lorr's vice-like grip.
"Oh, too bad for you, I don't have a heart to stab!" Lorr was just about to cut Slasher down, when he quickly turned around, still holding Slasher, and blocked the swipe from the incoming Orc, or half-Orc, judging by the smell. "Oh, lucky me! I found target number 2!"
He lashed out with his leg, kicking the Orc hard in the chest, before throwing Slasher at him. The flames on his sword grew bigger, and he let out a triumphant cackle.
"Bring it on, punks! I'll burn you to ash!"
Slasher groaned from his position on top of Draht, and got off him. "What the hell is up with this guy?"
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Post by deadsent on Jul 5, 2009 12:35:38 GMT -5
Drang looked at the door and then at the lock.
"Of course. They can't use a padlock. Nope, these bastards have to use a finger print lock."
Drang walked up to the door slowly.
"I didn't want to use this."
Drang reached into his pouched and pulled out a small explosive. Attaching it to the lock on the door he grabbed his detonator and moved back from the door. With a click he pushed the button and grinned as he saw the smoke clear and could make out a clear hole where the lock had been.
-----with Draht-----
"I don't know, but I also don't care."
Charging again, Draht moved to the side at the last minute and spun grinning as he felt some resistance then heard the sound of slicing flesh.
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Post by zeno on Jul 5, 2009 12:40:03 GMT -5
Lorr grunted when he felt the swords cut into his side, and was about to slash at the Orc, when Slasher appeared in front of him, stabbing him through the gut. Lorr stood there, staring down at the katar sticking through his stomach, then at the Orc's swords, which were buried into the side of his ribs.
"That's it?" he asked, completely ignoring the pain as he kicked Slasher away, sending him flying into a wall, while Lorr turned to the Orc, slashing down on him.
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