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Post by Kai! Kai! on Apr 23, 2006 18:28:53 GMT -5
Meskhenet watched and waited for the Medic to leave when he did and the baths were silent she stepped out of the shadows her eyes dark. "I'll find the fool who let the killer in personaly Asira and that one will wish for death to come quickly before the end.....' she flexed her fingers and examined the gladiators wound more carefuly. "Your medic's are skilled but they could learn a thing or two from egyptian herb lore...." she smiled sadly and then stood up. "He needs to keep the wound clean, so wash it eery morning afternoon and night until it starts to heal then lessen it to twicce a day and then once a day when it starts ot scab up. iIf infection sets in I might have ot lance and quarterize the wound and thats unpleasent...." she looked back through the door and then backed out through the shadows as voices carried down the passage. Meskhenet was unseen in her dark clothing but Asira coudl rest asure she was still there daggers at the ready incase what came was something unfriendly.
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Post by iason on Apr 23, 2006 19:00:25 GMT -5
Silence.
"Hauser!"
"Keep your voice down, grunt! What is it?"
"The princess! She was attacked!"
"What?! Where is she?! How is she?!"
"I will inform you of everything, but we must act now!"
"Right! You! Let Hannibal know of a change in plans! We are proceeding via diglets! The rest of you, come with me! THIS IS IT!"
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Post by Caligo [Inactive] on Apr 23, 2006 19:10:43 GMT -5
Altair tried to stop her, more concerned with the health of the princess than of himself (strangely disconcerting, but still somehow right - more to be pondered over...), but decided to let her do as she would. "Ya know, I can take care of myself. I might be cute and all, ow! But I am a big boy, highness..." He smiled up at her as the medic finished clamoring over him and slowly rose to his feet, turning his head toward the unseen Meskhenet and shrugged, repressing the urge to mouth off regarding her absence during the ordeal. He then turned his attention back to Asira when the medic left, gently embracing the beautiful young woman before him, "You sure you're fine, princess? Had me worried there for a minute or two," he whispered to her.
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Post by iason on Apr 23, 2006 19:30:23 GMT -5
The medic was grabbed by a man in black, a sword to his throat. "Your Highness, please come with us. I would like to avoid any unnecessary bloodshed, but if you insist on a fight, we can give you one." What looked like Colera fighters were behind him, but she could hear his honor. She would not die. And she trusted him? There was something familiar about him...
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Post by Caligo [Inactive] on Apr 23, 2006 19:38:31 GMT -5
Altair cursed - something commonplace for today, it seemed, and not a good marker for the events - and spun Asira around behind him, "Not a chance in hell, compadre. If you want her, you have to get through me first!" The warrior feinted a lunge toward them, grabbing Asira and running through the connecting door with her in tow. He quickly grabbed his swords - no time for armor - and was ready for combat. "Let them try to get to you now, Asira..."
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Post by Skye on Apr 23, 2006 20:00:20 GMT -5
"Ok," she blinked, this was so much to sink in, instead she focused on running with Altair, glancing back to the shadows, Asira only hoped Meskhenet would run but knew that she was deadly with her blades and would know how to deal with the problem. How defenseless Asira felt.
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Post by iason on Apr 23, 2006 20:18:20 GMT -5
The medic was let go, but not before a Colera knocked him out with chloroform. "Your Highness..." Hauser sighed and looked to Meskhenet, "...out of my way, girl. I know what you are. And what you can do. But you will not stop me." He assumed a combat stance, offering her one chance to live...
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Post by Kai! Kai! on Apr 23, 2006 20:28:34 GMT -5
meskhenet drew her weapons and smiled stepping out of the shadows, but not before she threw two daggers taking out the flunkies. They died instantly as hte daggers pierced thier throats passing the lethal cobra venom inot thier blood.
"I have my duty... I cannot decline..." she took up her ready stance and stared coldly ta her opponent.
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Post by Caligo [Inactive] on Apr 23, 2006 20:33:19 GMT -5
The warrior edged around to see through the doorway to the other room, Asira still within arm's reach, "I got her covered; just lemme know if you need backup, alright? And bring him in here if you want me to do what I do best..." He sheathed a blade and began putting on his armor in a rush, ready to abandon it and take up his sword once again at the drop of a hat... ...or blade...
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Post by iason on Apr 23, 2006 20:47:53 GMT -5
"Very well," said Hauser, ignoring Altair. He charged and, with a feint, sweeped her off her feet, to fall right in the bath. "Try and keep up with me, girl!"
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Post by Kai! Kai! on Apr 23, 2006 20:49:58 GMT -5
Meskhenet smiled and grabbed his legs as she surfaced hauling her enemy inot the hot water with her. He hit it with a spash sending water spilling over the side to slush upon the tiles. Meskhenet waisted no time and jumped on him before he could get his bearings trying to get him in a hold. It was hard with all the water though,her reflexes were slower thne normal but then again so would his be.
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Post by iason on Apr 23, 2006 20:58:14 GMT -5
No more words, as a struggle ensued. But Hauser got her head underwater, grabbing his sword (for a moment, loss) to deliver the deathblow.
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Post by Kai! Kai! on Apr 23, 2006 21:00:33 GMT -5
Meskhenet was having none of that she reached up with one arm and grabbed him by the balls. Her grip was tight as she twisted bringing the woudl be killer down. She surfaced gasped for air then let go of her painful grip slugging him in the face with her other hand. She retrieved her own daggers which had ben lost in the strugle and wadded backwards towards the edge of the bath, panting fro the efort of her strugle watching her attacker through the steam. She was soaked ot the bone but it didn't mtter.
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Post by iason on Apr 23, 2006 21:13:36 GMT -5
"You will... die!" Hauser was in pain, yes, but it did not stop his sword from being launched at a fatigued cobra. The attack missed, but it was not meant to hit, as Hauser leapt at her, a nodachi whipped out as he came down in a splitting helm stance.
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Post by Caligo [Inactive] on Apr 24, 2006 1:13:30 GMT -5
Meskhenet dodged the sword and looked up just in time to see the hidden nodachi slicing toward her head. A flash of red - Ai sparked through the air and against Hauser's blade; the midnight blue, the cold steel of Rin flashed upward against from the man's right, crimson spraying into the air and flooding onto the floor as Altair's nodachi severed the man's limb from his body. Hauser cried out and staggered back, his left hand clinging to what remained of his right. He cursed and stood in shock; this intervention completely unforeseen. Altair held the sword called Love to guard Meskhenet for the moment, Cold dripping blood that seemed a bit thicker than it should be held in offense against the one armed man. "Are you alright, miss...?" He felt a bit off not knowing her name, but that was well enough for the moment.
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