RE: The Search for Santinal
07-30-2012, 08:45 PM
Though Shashara didn't really know the kid who was being held and while she didn't feel that slapping around people who are a bit rude is quite proper, she knew the winged man even less and he went and decided to hold the small and weak kid up! That didn't make him strong, that just made him a bully.
And Shashara didn't like bullies.
The man was hold Elliot out with his left arm and pointing at him with his other clawed hand. Breathing in, Shashara focused and speedily punched the bully's right arm.
He let out a yelp of pain, let go of Elliot, who thumped onto the floor, shaken and with a hurt neck, but otherwise fine, and instinctively holding the damaged arm. He looked at his attacker whose demeanor had changed, now sporting a scowl instead of the large grin.
"What did you do to my arm?" He spat out.
Shashara continued her stare, and re-affirmed her scowl and fighting stance and then grunted.
The bully noticed that their somewhat loud tiff had now attracted a crowd, bets were flying around over who would win, and people were taking sides. He clenched his working hand and stretched a little before leaping into the air.
Shashara continued to focus, remembering her training on the topic of flying opponents and opting to play the waiting game.
This made the small crowd boo, and while Shashara didn't care, the bully really did. Against better instinct he dive-kicked down to Shashara, who grabbed his leg and threw him toward some open bar, where he made a crashing sound.
She picked up Elliot, who had been a bit too shaken to do it himself, and then made her way to where he was thrown, reasoning that inside he wouldn't be able to use his wings.
"Eliot, what does that say? Go to the sign!"
It read," ROLL S HE D TA ER".
"Could this be the Troll's Head?"
Shashara turned to see what Elliot was staring at and noticed the decrepit sign. With a frown, she decided to write in the missing letters, once more making the sign say the Troll's Head, although it was a bit sloppy.
Meanwhile, the bully was contemplating his choices. He had just been flung into a bar by some weirdo with a mean punch and as he just learned quite a throw as well. With the Laissez-faire attitude of the bar, not really paying attention to the guy who just flew in to the bar, he decided that it would be best to cut his losses and leave through the back.
Shashara, content with her change to the sign, then looked inside the tavern, and after not spotting the bully dragged Elliot in.
She did it! She found the tavern! Now she just needed to find Mr. Cloudmoon was...
And Shashara didn't like bullies.
The man was hold Elliot out with his left arm and pointing at him with his other clawed hand. Breathing in, Shashara focused and speedily punched the bully's right arm.
He let out a yelp of pain, let go of Elliot, who thumped onto the floor, shaken and with a hurt neck, but otherwise fine, and instinctively holding the damaged arm. He looked at his attacker whose demeanor had changed, now sporting a scowl instead of the large grin.
"What did you do to my arm?" He spat out.
Shashara continued her stare, and re-affirmed her scowl and fighting stance and then grunted.
The bully noticed that their somewhat loud tiff had now attracted a crowd, bets were flying around over who would win, and people were taking sides. He clenched his working hand and stretched a little before leaping into the air.
Shashara continued to focus, remembering her training on the topic of flying opponents and opting to play the waiting game.
This made the small crowd boo, and while Shashara didn't care, the bully really did. Against better instinct he dive-kicked down to Shashara, who grabbed his leg and threw him toward some open bar, where he made a crashing sound.
She picked up Elliot, who had been a bit too shaken to do it himself, and then made her way to where he was thrown, reasoning that inside he wouldn't be able to use his wings.
"Eliot, what does that say? Go to the sign!"
It read," ROLL S HE D TA ER".
"Could this be the Troll's Head?"
Shashara turned to see what Elliot was staring at and noticed the decrepit sign. With a frown, she decided to write in the missing letters, once more making the sign say the Troll's Head, although it was a bit sloppy.
Meanwhile, the bully was contemplating his choices. He had just been flung into a bar by some weirdo with a mean punch and as he just learned quite a throw as well. With the Laissez-faire attitude of the bar, not really paying attention to the guy who just flew in to the bar, he decided that it would be best to cut his losses and leave through the back.
Shashara, content with her change to the sign, then looked inside the tavern, and after not spotting the bully dragged Elliot in.
She did it! She found the tavern! Now she just needed to find Mr. Cloudmoon was...