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<blockquote data-quote="Drusilia Nailo" data-source="post: 783836" data-attributes="member: 2062"><p>Dru sat, huddled with Kennic, in the corner of the rattiest apartment that she had ever seen. It was pitch black, and the sounds of running feet could be heard outside, on the night time streets of Freeport.</p><p> </p><p>Dru whispered, scowling, "Did we have to run to Scurvytown?"</p><p> </p><p>Kennic shook his head at her. "Quiet," he whispered. </p><p> </p><p>Dru fell silent, feeling guilty. There was no sense in betraying their position just to get in a snide comment or two.</p><p> </p><p>Outside, she could hear curses. One man yelled, "I can't find them anywhere! I think they must've run deeper into Scurvytown."</p><p> </p><p>There was a silence, and then two pairs of feet stopped walking, right outside the door to the apartment. "They couldn't have gotten that far," snapped another voice, also male. "We have people up the block, and they would have intercepted them. They've got to be in one of these buildings. Here, I'll cross the street, you deal with the stuff on this side. If you find them, kill the guard, but I want the girl. Got it?"</p><p> </p><p>"I got it, boss," said the first voice.</p><p> </p><p>"She's a little h*llcat," laughed the second voice, "So watch yourself."</p><p> </p><p>Dru's heart hammered in her chest, and she started reaching for her rapier, slowly. She saw Kennic doing the same. He risked a whisper, leaning into her as he spoke, "I'm serious about this, Dru. If the fighting starts, you defend yourself, but if you get an opening, run. Do you understand?"</p><p> </p><p>Dru nodded, having no intentions of leaving Kennic behind if it came to that. She stared at the door, half in fear, half in anticipation. She tensed when she heard the man fumbling with a set of lockpicks. The door swung inward with a creak, and the man peered in. He took a step in, looking at the darkened room. "Don't know how we're supposed to search a place in the dark, for two elves," he muttered. His eyes seemed to fasten on Dru. She started to rise to her feet.</p><p> </p><p>"No," said the man, nodding to Dru politely. "Don't see no elves in here. Must have hidden somewhere else. They'd be pretty smart to get out of this area though, soon as they could though." He backed out of the apartment, shutting the door behind him.</p><p> </p><p>"Nothing over here, boss," he shouted, sounding disgusted. "You don't think they went down into the sewers, do you? I really don't wanna go down there..."</p><p> </p><p>A few minutes later, they heard a manhole cover being lifted, and dropped again. Two sets of feet began to climb down the ladder, and then there was silence.</p><p> </p><p>Dru let out her breath in a whoosh. "That was close," she whispered. "Who was that man?"</p><p> </p><p>Kennic rose to his feet, and then gave Dru a hand up. "I have no idea," he murmured softly, looking just as astounded as she felt. "But I do think he was right... we'd be smart to get out of here."</p><p> </p><p>Dru didn't need any encouragement, and the two elves began walking quickly back towards the old city. "Do we dare go to the kesir?"</p><p> </p><p>Kennic sighed, hesitated, and then shook his head. "No, that will be watched as well. We'll have to stay in the old city, and hope that your father is able to find us when this gets resolved." </p><p> </p><p>Dru frowned. "He promised me that he wouldn't leave me alone for security reasons anymore."</p><p> </p><p>Kennic raised his eyebrows. "Your father would not consider it a crime to lie to you to protect you, and you know it."</p><p> </p><p>Dru's frown deepened, and her strides got longer. "I wish-" She trailed off, shaking her head angrily. "It doesn't matter what I wish. It's never going to happen."</p><p> </p><p>"Here," said Kennic, turning into an alleyway. "We just recently acquired this property. I hope that you don't mind hiding out amongst the prostitutes."</p><p> </p><p>Dru shrugged.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Drusilia Nailo, post: 783836, member: 2062"] Dru sat, huddled with Kennic, in the corner of the rattiest apartment that she had ever seen. It was pitch black, and the sounds of running feet could be heard outside, on the night time streets of Freeport. Dru whispered, scowling, "Did we have to run to Scurvytown?" Kennic shook his head at her. "Quiet," he whispered. Dru fell silent, feeling guilty. There was no sense in betraying their position just to get in a snide comment or two. Outside, she could hear curses. One man yelled, "I can't find them anywhere! I think they must've run deeper into Scurvytown." There was a silence, and then two pairs of feet stopped walking, right outside the door to the apartment. "They couldn't have gotten that far," snapped another voice, also male. "We have people up the block, and they would have intercepted them. They've got to be in one of these buildings. Here, I'll cross the street, you deal with the stuff on this side. If you find them, kill the guard, but I want the girl. Got it?" "I got it, boss," said the first voice. "She's a little h*llcat," laughed the second voice, "So watch yourself." Dru's heart hammered in her chest, and she started reaching for her rapier, slowly. She saw Kennic doing the same. He risked a whisper, leaning into her as he spoke, "I'm serious about this, Dru. If the fighting starts, you defend yourself, but if you get an opening, run. Do you understand?" Dru nodded, having no intentions of leaving Kennic behind if it came to that. She stared at the door, half in fear, half in anticipation. She tensed when she heard the man fumbling with a set of lockpicks. The door swung inward with a creak, and the man peered in. He took a step in, looking at the darkened room. "Don't know how we're supposed to search a place in the dark, for two elves," he muttered. His eyes seemed to fasten on Dru. She started to rise to her feet. "No," said the man, nodding to Dru politely. "Don't see no elves in here. Must have hidden somewhere else. They'd be pretty smart to get out of this area though, soon as they could though." He backed out of the apartment, shutting the door behind him. "Nothing over here, boss," he shouted, sounding disgusted. "You don't think they went down into the sewers, do you? I really don't wanna go down there..." A few minutes later, they heard a manhole cover being lifted, and dropped again. Two sets of feet began to climb down the ladder, and then there was silence. Dru let out her breath in a whoosh. "That was close," she whispered. "Who was that man?" Kennic rose to his feet, and then gave Dru a hand up. "I have no idea," he murmured softly, looking just as astounded as she felt. "But I do think he was right... we'd be smart to get out of here." Dru didn't need any encouragement, and the two elves began walking quickly back towards the old city. "Do we dare go to the kesir?" Kennic sighed, hesitated, and then shook his head. "No, that will be watched as well. We'll have to stay in the old city, and hope that your father is able to find us when this gets resolved." Dru frowned. "He promised me that he wouldn't leave me alone for security reasons anymore." Kennic raised his eyebrows. "Your father would not consider it a crime to lie to you to protect you, and you know it." Dru's frown deepened, and her strides got longer. "I wish-" She trailed off, shaking her head angrily. "It doesn't matter what I wish. It's never going to happen." "Here," said Kennic, turning into an alleyway. "We just recently acquired this property. I hope that you don't mind hiding out amongst the prostitutes." Dru shrugged. [/QUOTE]
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