Village - Tavern (All Welcome)

[Kumori]

The night was high, the sky was dark; all around the wind blew silently, yet with an unwavering touch, a touch unliked by the flames from the street lanterns; the streets were paved with none other than with old sandy cobble stone. The Lanterns all 18th century old dutch wooden masonery; Slowly the moon peered out from the old abandoned wherehouse, out from the clouds, It's light could be seen for miles; this old war torn town had taken a beating since the last galaxy war, now a haven for crooks. It's center was an abandoned mothership now converted into some form of local tavern, the moon it's self had been blown into several chunks. Not many locals lived here, well not many, but myself. We got many passer-byes through here, many people mainly looking for something or hiding, whatever the case everyone here had a story, both futuristic and simply ancient, either way people, if you could call them that, from all walks of life came here. . .

Under my garder strapped to my inner thigh was my blaster. I had a small backpack; though i looked small, I had been a well known thief around the area, believe me to be well known was no the best. I sat across from the cantina (Tavern) on the Inn steps staring off blankly somewhat exausted, my right sock ripped and my elbows both bleeding. I had been in a fight, my last mark, or victem, or payment on my house, as you will, got away! After several moments of exausted breaths I stood brushing myself off and leaned agenst a poll. When out of nowhere I was kicked hard in my back, face first I went flying down the stairs into the roadway; I lay there quietly and exausted as his voice was heard over my breath.

"Well Kumori, I see you failed again; I will not tollerate this much longer!" He said leaping to the ground next to me, his face shadowed by the hooded cloak he wore; waisting no time he steped on my back and all the wind was knocked out of my breath;

"Okay, sir, okay! I will get him, please!" I gasped as he let up, I rolled over onto my back watching him walk away.

I laid there quietly breathing. "Prick" I whispered silently sitting up and pulling myself upright breathing hard; blood ran down my cheek.

Slowly I got up onto my feet and stared at the bastard as he walked off into the far distance. ."This is not over!" I thought quietly to myself as I begun to walk back to the stairs of the Inn; I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my abdomen and fell onto my right knee and thrusted my left hand to the ground for support, as my right hand held my stomach, i winced, i stood once again and walked to the Inn door staring at it quietly for some time. . .

*"I can't do this!" I whispered narrowing my eyes and let both hands drop to my side and with my left hand i reached for the door handle, and my right hand I reached for my well hidden blaster; I unholstered the blaster and opened the door without warning I fired 2 fatal shots into the bellman's head, droping him like a rock from the sky. ran to the counter, slamming one hand onto the countertop and thrusted myself over the top of it landing hard on the otherside crouched firing 2 more shots to ensure death and stood quietly staring at the keys to the room 501a.*

*After Several Moments*

I staired quietly at the key wincing with my back facing the front door. from the pain in my abdomen; blood had been seeping down my cheek and from my elbows; after the beating i took earlier with those other 'marks' having escaped. I hadn't had time to rest, I had to finish. . .

I raised and spun around facing the front doors again, without warning planted both hands on the countertop having thrown my body weight onto my hands and thrusted off the countertop doing a front flip through the air comming down hard; and hand springing to my feet with my blaster holstered in my right thigh once again and the key in my mouth; I darted up the stairs to the left side of the building. As i ran i grabed the key from my mouth and gripped it tightly; about half way up the stairs i fell to my knees clutching my stomach; "Damn! He broke them" I gasped refering to my ribs. "How am I supposed to do his slavery if he continually beats like this." I gasped standing to my feet, sweat running down my forehead from the pain, I continued up the stairs without hesitation to the 3rd floor. . .

. . I made my way up the stairs without hesitation to the 3rd floor. bent forewards and ran just below the window lining to room 501a. without warning I stood reared back and . . .

Just then the door flung open and my kicking foot, that trusty ol' right foot met a dark figures hands, and i was thrown off my feet, through the air and into the adjacent wall. . where my back met the wall, for the first time. . . with the threshold of pain that shot through my spine i collapsed to my knees where i met his 'foot to face' technique. I hit the wall and met the butt to ground teqnique, for the first time today, my back was to the wall, I couldn't stop coughing up a little blood from the impact. . .

"You know I have to do this. . " I coughed as he laughed

"Veronica, we all know you're hardly in the. . " Just then my blaster fired a fatal shot through his groin, with the barrel of the gun facing the sky!; The blast shot through the top of his head, leaving some wierd mosaic stain on the ceiling. . I moaned and grunted as I got up on one knee and then stood to my feet holstering the blaster. . I looked down the hall. Seeing the shadow of yet another person. . . "DAMN IT!" I Grunted, "They told me there would be no one else here!" I said darting down the hall to the stairway once again.

As I aproached the staircase, I crouched and slid across the ground, normally I'd have been able to control this but still injured, I was a little to slow on the timing and just before going off the top step; and down the steps I grabed the staircase rug and yanked it down pulling myself up and with both hands as it went under me; I then shoved off of it front fliping landing crouched looking up looking at it and down the hall, sweat was beating off my forehead; "That was close" I winced as my ribs started feeling full thresholds of pain. With one knee to the ground, I looked back to the room, then back to the room, my eyes went wide "Damn it!" I yelled Charging the staircase and lept off my feet, and off the top step of the third floor, through the air. As I started heading down the stairs, well with force just inches above the stairs, mainly in part of the careless leap; the room behind me begun to explode. . I clinched my arms around the rug below locking them at my wrists-to-hand just to ensure i had a firm grip on the rug; hoping to use it as a cushion when I finally hit ground, if I hit at all. I felt the heat from the room singe my back as the heat from the blast followed me over the steps and shot over me as I descended downwardly I pressed my head into the heavy rugh and winced for impact 3 flights of stairs below. Finally landing with a crash, I slid across the floor and slammed into the wall, my left shoulder strap came loose and rested over my arm as I got upto my knees coughing, my hair dangled down touching the ground; my back felt on fire. I winced and then stood quietly. and quite slowly to my feet. I slowly raised my right hand to my still bleeding cheek bone and wiped blood from my mouth and turned facing the front doors of the inn; my attention was on the outside, and slowly i walked.

after several agonizing moments I made my way to the porch and walked down them to the streets staring at the pup. . I collapsed to my knees and started tearing up. after several moment; I heard his voice again; "OH PLEASE YOU GOT YOURSELF INTO THIS!" He said, that same man steped out from behind me pulling me to my feet. "You still have one more." He said smacking me in the face and walked off. "Don't fail me. . " he said walking off into the distance.

I rolled my eyes and slowly started making my way to the cantina stairs. . Exausted, hurt, and upset; I walked into the cantina pulling my left shoulder strap up once again; I then ran my fingers through my hair adjusting my comosure and walked into the cantina. . From the enterance there was the bartender clear across the otherside, tables and booths all about, and hardly anyone here; just the way i liked it. I walked to the far right corner booth and simply collapsed in the booth waiting, and coughing up blood every so often.

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[Kumori]

After a long winded rest, I slowly sat up, and tried to look over my left shoulder at my ripped shirt in the mirror behind me, it has been ripped open from the back by the blast; the skin on my spine was red from a slight burn and begun to sting, as i leaned foreward to rest my head on the bartable infront of me i felt my ribs and that threshold of pain come back; my face battered somewhat from the master who'd hit me and the two marks that i got into a scuffle and lost with; not to mention the explosion still burning in the third story of the inn across the way. . I rested my head as my nose started bleeding on the table and slowly blinked in and out of consiousness watching the fire burn in that room 501a.

"Oh, Dameon, I will find you, I promise." I said as a tear rolled from my eye to my cheek onto the table.

[Kumori]

After a long while I slowly started comming in and out of consiousness finally to an awaking moment. there was a small puddle of blood where my face had lay, I'd felt as if a tank ran into my face . . The tavern seemed awfully dead with no patronage anywhere to be seen, well all but that ol' geezer sitting across the way contimplating how to get up after his 50th beer. I sat up grunting from pain and holding my battered face; my back felt a tad better as well as my ribs, i'd only assume that i didn't break them as originally thought, but OH bruised, i'm sure. I looked around quietly pulling my hair back and fixing the strap that fell onto my left shoulder whilst i slept again; slowly regaining composure. I sat and waited for him to show again.

[uss]

I made way towards the tavern. What a useful girl, I thought. Despite her innocent appearance, she has handled the assingments I have given her relatively well. This last one however..

I reached the tavern. No one was there, apart from the girl and some petty drunkard, standing and shouting nonsense.

I quickly released my 2-handed katana from its scabbard and swinged a horizontal slash towards the drunkard, revealing my tall and slender figure. Blood splat unto the floor and me. I grinned as I saw that this old man was divided into two pieces just perfectly.

I pushed my head forward, making my long ebon hair reach the ground and then pulled it back, running my fingers through my hair to fix my appearance. Then I ran my fingers through my hair twice again. Been long since I cleaned these, I thought. Let alone my robes..

"Even the scum of the world are able to serve some purpose it seems." I spat on the corpse.

The girl's muscles tensed and she pressed her right hand in anger. It wasn't long until she calmed herself, since she knew it would've been futile to attack me now.

I looked into the girl's eyes and saw hate and fear. "As I said before, your next assignment will be your last. You must go and seek out the one called Vikat. His mansion can be found in South District. Rest assured, this won't be as easy as the previous assignments. That is all."

As I walked to the door, the girl quickly asked "Wait! Will you release Dameon then?"

I smirked. "You should be more concerned with actually being able to kill Vikat. As for what happens after that, only one way to find out."

I closed the door behind me. This will be interesting, I thought.

[Kumori]

I sat narrowing my eyes as he walked in with force, and simply left; it seemed to me, he'd always done it this way. "Prick." I snarled and took that drink finally handed to me; I gulped it down. Stared at the poor man killed senslessly. "You forgot to give me the package, normally given to me; how am i supposed to know where Vikat would be!" I yelled as the door shut. "One day. . Don't worry, you'll get yours." I said standing up, though in alot of pain it seemed adrenelin was kicking in and i threw the glass at the door "Jerk!" I snarled fliping him off and looked around.

"Another mission, always another mission. . .".

I said looking over at the man dead and smiled faintly kneeling to him, I closed his eyes and kissed his forehead "I'll get him soon." . .

After several moments I heard the local law enforcement finally comming, without hesitation I ran to the barcounter and planted both hands on it as with one swift motion, thrusted off and over the counter and ran to the employee door. . I smiled faintly as I almost forgot about the shirt ripped in the back; I grabed an employee uniform on the way out and ran into the otherside of the village putting it on. .

as I got the damn thing on, though a little to tight, I ran to a small parked car; the car seemed to have been damaged many times over from the great war, but it was a safe spot to hide my stuff.

I pulled out a bamboo staff about 6 ft in length, and a double barrel shotgun with a shoulder holster strap; I put it over my right shoulder diagnally, to rest on my entire back; My backpack, I put on my back over the shotgun; I grabed my cushinto blades (Claw like Daggers), and entangled them into my hair to hold my hair up, and to conceal the daggers well.

After a few moments, I looked over and smiled faintly at the bamboo staff, snatching it with my right hand; I shoved it over the shotgun but under the backpack, 6 foot in length even diagnal it almost touched the ground, it sill went about 6 inches over my head. .

I reached in finally and grabbed my leathertipless gloves and put them both on; i begun punching and gripping to flex them out.

"I often wondered how to get information so I looked around quietly for anything stating "South District"

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[Kumori]

I'd sighed waiting for some time for the information i needed, that minilla envelope was supposed to get delivered. how was i supposed to do my job if i yet hadn't been delivered the information needed.

[uss]

A crow was flying around the city. After hours of observing the clouds and townsfolk and flying over skyscrapers, it finally landed on a wooden lattern in a dark alley. The crow started coughing. In a few moments, it coughed up a hair ball that fell on the ground. The hairball entered a state of metamorphosis. The strands of hair turned into flesh, blood, bone and leather cloth, finally amassing a full grown humanoid. It was I.

After looking around for a bit, I found the girl. I walked closer to her.

"Hehe oops, looks like I forgot something." I stated while scratching the back of my neck. Suddenly I realized who I was talking to and changed the expression on my face for a more serious, inexpressive one. A cooler expression, I might even say.

I put my hand in my pocket and reached out with the envelope. The envelope had some bloodstains on it.

She took the envelope, slightly grumbling to herself very quietly.

I used a short period paralyzation spell on her. Then I gave her a good slap across the face with the aid of my long and polished nails. A bit of blood ran down her cheek.

"Do not fail me."

I walked away.

[Kumori]

I cracked my neck back and fourth as he walked further into the distance, I pulled my skirt down with both hands and reached my left hand up to wipe the blood away from my cheek.

"Prick!" I snarled and looked around quietly. I opened the envelope and saw the map to the south district with other useless trinkets, I never really found useful. and looked up seeing the allyway needing to be taken. I walked slowly towards the allyway. . . Destination. . . Vikat and his mansion.

*Having no real clue as to where or why i am heading to a man i donot know, but off i went. . . After several hours I stopped in the heart of the southern district and looked about. looking for a mansion.*