Re: The Phenomenal Fracas! (GBS2G6): [Round One: Afterparty]
07-17-2010, 06:27 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MalkyTop.
Eureka was glad that there was nobody to bother her anymore. At least right now. Knowing how things worked, there would probably be someone else coming over soon to demand some sort of help with fashion design or whatever. She quickly ducked into a nice, dark alleyway, noted that the two buildings beside it had some helpful (or not-so-helpful) labels for some reason, and almost immediately tripped over a body and hit her head on a fallen trashcan.
The plain woman wobbled up to her feet after groaning on the filthy ground a little, still feeling woozy and quite unlucky. Rubbing her forehead didn't help at all. She didn't know why she did that. Instead of massaging the pain out, it made her head throb even more. Stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid...still, she was thankful that her hand didn't come out bleeding at least.
Eureka decided that she would employ her philosophy with people with this horrible headache, that is, by ignoring it, it would leave her alone eventually. It was the only thing she could do, honestly. Unlike with people, she couldn't exactly tell it to go away and hope it complied or help it out with some favor so it would leave. Ha, sentient headaches. Now that would be stupid.
In any case, her pretending that the headache wasn't there wasn't making the headache go away but she doggedly continued pretending and stared down at the body she tripped over, pretending that she wasn't feeling all sorts of dizzy and pretending that tripping over a random dead body wasn't disgusting at all. It seemed he had died of blood loss, judging by the blood that was on the ground near him and was now also all over her shoes. Either that, or it was a lack of head that killed him. Completely ignoring every strict rule of forensics, Eureka nudged the headless body a little so that she could see the wound better. There was a big gaping hole around where his heart would be, so maybe he died from a lack of a heart as well. He had a really nice hat, though.
The clothes mage stooped over to pick up the hat gingerly, trying to pick it up in a way that would give her the least contact with the almost-dried blood. Some of it dripped down the brim. Despite all the blood, it was a very nice hat. Nice fabric, classy look, even a little silk band around it...a sort of dirt color. Stood out a little, she supposed. People who wore hats probably looked like they were hiding something and wait what was that.
It turned out that this sudden paranoid reaction wasn't merely paranoia. The thing that had killed the man hadn't left yet. It looked vaguely like a dinosaur except she was sure dinosaurs didn't have that many teeth and their claws certainly weren't that sharp and usually she only saw them as mounted bones--
The beast leapt. Eureka, still dizzy, had raised the hat up, instinctively toughening it to a razor sharpness, but her instincts were much too sluggish and damn she was about to die from blood loss or lack of head or heart but then something fell from the rooftops and killed the thing quite quickly and efficiently.
The thing that killed the thing turned towards her, teeth glistening in a grin. Eureka had not moved a bit and decided that her instinctive reaction would still be put to good use.
Syvex had of course seen the monster long before but reasoned that hey, it hadn't attacked yet. No reason for him to interfere. As soon as the woman noticed it, he had leapt down like a glorious hero, making sure to be as flashy and heroic as possible. Then he turned and tried to make his grin encouraging. It didn't seem to work. The cloth mage still looked quite stiff.
"Hello," he tried, attempting to be polite. "How are you?"
Eureka said nothing. She was trying to be sure that she wasn't hallucinating and that for some reason, her mind was being spiteful and showing her a monster when in actuality it was a person in front of her.
Syvex waited for a moment before continuing. "I'm glad I caught up before anything serious happened...is your hand bleeding?"
Eureka looked down at her hand. It was indeed bleeding. Apparently she had clutched the sharpened hat too hard and now she had cut her hand. Great. Cool. Perfect. Eureka dropped it and it buried itself in the ground as she dug around for her roll of bandages. As soon as she felt it, a piece snaked out and tied itself around her hand. "Okay, so yeah, you're one of the other guys I think," Eureka sighed, the throbbing in her hand somehow sharpening her concentration. "Yeah, great. What do you want."
"I suppose you're wondering why I didn't just let that kill you...I'm not all that bad. I'm just searching for an alliance. A 'look-out-for-each-other' kind of thing."
Eureka almost rolled her eyes but belayed it for a moment. Even though this was most certainly a set-up for a backstabbing, it was actually comforting to know where exactly the backstabber was. And as long as this thing kept up its facade of helpfulness, at least it would be helpful and protect her sometimes. She supposed it meant that she would have to protect it too sometimes or whatever though. Though actually, if you kept your enemies closer, then even if you knew where they were, didn't that still make it easier for them to backstab you?
Syvex looked a little impatient, or at least bored. "Yeah, sure," she replied dismissively. His smile grew again. "Excellent."
Eureka hoped this wasn't one of those deal with the devil dealies.
Eureka was glad that there was nobody to bother her anymore. At least right now. Knowing how things worked, there would probably be someone else coming over soon to demand some sort of help with fashion design or whatever. She quickly ducked into a nice, dark alleyway, noted that the two buildings beside it had some helpful (or not-so-helpful) labels for some reason, and almost immediately tripped over a body and hit her head on a fallen trashcan.
The plain woman wobbled up to her feet after groaning on the filthy ground a little, still feeling woozy and quite unlucky. Rubbing her forehead didn't help at all. She didn't know why she did that. Instead of massaging the pain out, it made her head throb even more. Stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid...still, she was thankful that her hand didn't come out bleeding at least.
Eureka decided that she would employ her philosophy with people with this horrible headache, that is, by ignoring it, it would leave her alone eventually. It was the only thing she could do, honestly. Unlike with people, she couldn't exactly tell it to go away and hope it complied or help it out with some favor so it would leave. Ha, sentient headaches. Now that would be stupid.
In any case, her pretending that the headache wasn't there wasn't making the headache go away but she doggedly continued pretending and stared down at the body she tripped over, pretending that she wasn't feeling all sorts of dizzy and pretending that tripping over a random dead body wasn't disgusting at all. It seemed he had died of blood loss, judging by the blood that was on the ground near him and was now also all over her shoes. Either that, or it was a lack of head that killed him. Completely ignoring every strict rule of forensics, Eureka nudged the headless body a little so that she could see the wound better. There was a big gaping hole around where his heart would be, so maybe he died from a lack of a heart as well. He had a really nice hat, though.
The clothes mage stooped over to pick up the hat gingerly, trying to pick it up in a way that would give her the least contact with the almost-dried blood. Some of it dripped down the brim. Despite all the blood, it was a very nice hat. Nice fabric, classy look, even a little silk band around it...a sort of dirt color. Stood out a little, she supposed. People who wore hats probably looked like they were hiding something and wait what was that.
It turned out that this sudden paranoid reaction wasn't merely paranoia. The thing that had killed the man hadn't left yet. It looked vaguely like a dinosaur except she was sure dinosaurs didn't have that many teeth and their claws certainly weren't that sharp and usually she only saw them as mounted bones--
The beast leapt. Eureka, still dizzy, had raised the hat up, instinctively toughening it to a razor sharpness, but her instincts were much too sluggish and damn she was about to die from blood loss or lack of head or heart but then something fell from the rooftops and killed the thing quite quickly and efficiently.
The thing that killed the thing turned towards her, teeth glistening in a grin. Eureka had not moved a bit and decided that her instinctive reaction would still be put to good use.
Syvex had of course seen the monster long before but reasoned that hey, it hadn't attacked yet. No reason for him to interfere. As soon as the woman noticed it, he had leapt down like a glorious hero, making sure to be as flashy and heroic as possible. Then he turned and tried to make his grin encouraging. It didn't seem to work. The cloth mage still looked quite stiff.
"Hello," he tried, attempting to be polite. "How are you?"
Eureka said nothing. She was trying to be sure that she wasn't hallucinating and that for some reason, her mind was being spiteful and showing her a monster when in actuality it was a person in front of her.
Syvex waited for a moment before continuing. "I'm glad I caught up before anything serious happened...is your hand bleeding?"
Eureka looked down at her hand. It was indeed bleeding. Apparently she had clutched the sharpened hat too hard and now she had cut her hand. Great. Cool. Perfect. Eureka dropped it and it buried itself in the ground as she dug around for her roll of bandages. As soon as she felt it, a piece snaked out and tied itself around her hand. "Okay, so yeah, you're one of the other guys I think," Eureka sighed, the throbbing in her hand somehow sharpening her concentration. "Yeah, great. What do you want."
"I suppose you're wondering why I didn't just let that kill you...I'm not all that bad. I'm just searching for an alliance. A 'look-out-for-each-other' kind of thing."
Eureka almost rolled her eyes but belayed it for a moment. Even though this was most certainly a set-up for a backstabbing, it was actually comforting to know where exactly the backstabber was. And as long as this thing kept up its facade of helpfulness, at least it would be helpful and protect her sometimes. She supposed it meant that she would have to protect it too sometimes or whatever though. Though actually, if you kept your enemies closer, then even if you knew where they were, didn't that still make it easier for them to backstab you?
Syvex looked a little impatient, or at least bored. "Yeah, sure," she replied dismissively. His smile grew again. "Excellent."
Eureka hoped this wasn't one of those deal with the devil dealies.