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 Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 8:58 pm
This is a private RP between: Skyler and Atticus
Where: Some rainy roadside in spades.
What's happening: Its Atticus to the rescue against some bullies bothering Skyler
Skyler yelped as his chin hit the muddy ground, his pretty dress stained with it and his face scratched a bit. He was wailing, tail tucked in as the group of teens played keep-away with his bag.
"G-give it back, p-please." The bag had his derringer, his papa's order of nails and some money in it. Skyler got to his feet again and ran at the first bully, a seviper.
"Hehehe. Look at him cry." The seviper said, cruelly pushing the Eevee back into the mud. There was no rain now, but it had been before. Skyler was on the way back from the market when his usual group of bullies had found him and began their usual assault.
Another bully got hold of the bag and flipped it over, dumping it into the mud, only picking up the money. Then the group got on their bicycles, ready to ride off.
"No! Please! That money's for our dinner tonight!" Skyler wailed.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 9:14 pm
"Go do this, Atticus. Clean this mess, Atticus. Walk all the way to Spades and pick up some supplies, Atticus."
The boy trudged along, muttering unhappily to himself about the task Ivan had given him. The stupid golurk was trying to get him killed, he just new it! He'd not let him take a horse thanks to Malo, so the trip was taking way longer than it should have, even with being escorted much of the way by a caravan. The insect-child was cold, tired, cranky, and wet. Sure, he wore a poncho, but that didn't protect his feet, now, did it?
Annoyed, he toyed with the large knife that was sheathed at his belt, but didn't draw it... That was until he heard like bickering ahead. His emerald eyes narrowed as he approached. His small hand clasped the hilt of his knife as he skirted near the brush along the dirt road's side, doing his best to stay unnoticed. He spat poison on the blade's edge and frowned.
He didn't like bullies. Especially bullies that roamed in a gang. Most seemed to do that, come to think of it, but it annoyed him. They were the sort that would grow up and end up in Ivan's dungeons. The seviper seemed to be the leader. He'd be the one he'd poison, or at least would try to.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 9:28 pm
Skyler did not noticed they had tied his shoes together until he tried to get up and chase the bullies down, falling into the mud once more, wailing as loud as he could. But there was no-one else to help him now.
The bullies began to ride away, circling around the fallen eevee for a moment, then starting towards the city.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 9:33 pm
Poor kid.
It was after the bullies circled the eevee and began to ride off, that Atticus struck. He waited until the seviper was within a reasonable distance to launch himself into the road and take a swing at the bully with his knife. He wasn't aiming to kill him, just cut him. Rough him up a bit. Make him sick. Make him behave. He really kind of wanted to see what sort of effect the venom would have on the seviper, but he wasn't sure he could hang around long enough to find out. He didn't want to get in trouble again.
He aimed for the boy's arm and hoped his blade would make contact. He was going to get that money back, if he could. If not, well, it wasn't really that big a deal for him, but he felt this need to cause pain. Bad guys were deserving of the pain, right? At least that was the sense he got from the world.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 9:37 pm
The seviper was quite pleased with himself, then the scream came. He fell off his bike with a loud yell and grabbed his arm tightly. It was now bloody, but not deep.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" The seviper screamed, staring at Atticus. "OW! What is wrong with you, you big poop head?!" He shuddered at the sting in his arm, his own eyes welling with tears.
Skyler was too busy blubbering and trying to pick up his things to see what had happened, but after the scream the scene has his undivided attention/
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 9:49 pm
"Give him back what you stole."
His tone had almost no inflection. He didn't sound excited, afraid, or angry. It was as if he just was. Just existed. He stood as tall as he could in an attempt to tower over the boy that had fallen off his bike. He held his knife at the ready, in the event that he had to defend himself from the older boy. He wasn't usually one to fight. He liked power, he liked to be in control, but he didn't usually seek out confrontation.
"Give it back and you can go. Don't and I'll cut you again. Deeper, next time."
There was some twisted satisfaction to the threat, but his stern face didn't show it. His eyes flashed to the others, daring them to come to the seviper's aid.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 9:52 pm
The Seviper just shook. He was terrified of this little punk. Who the hell WAS he?! Some assassin?
"Look, kid...I don't want trouble." He easily took the coin pouch and whipped it back towards Skyler, who was now hurrying to gather up his stuff, trying to stay quiet.
Carefully, the older boy got back on his bike. "Okay... I gave it back." He slowly began to pedal, eyes not leaving the venipede.
Skyler had his things and was now scurrying in the other direction, before the venipede turned on him.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 10:01 pm
He watched the other with cold, calculating eyes. He was waiting for confrontation, but none came. Instead, the older boy tossed the money back and was peeling away like a fire had been lit under his a**. Sad he wouldn't be able to see what happened later... Oh well. He blinked his eyes slowly, then turned to see the eevee scuttling off. Why was he running when he had just helped him?
A wave of confusion washed over the venipede as he wiped the blade on grass and sheathed it in the little, leather sheath his new father had made for him.
Huh, that was weird. He was headed in the direction the eevee was, though, so he merely shrugged and began the trudge onwards to Spades. A shame that stupid seviper didn't try anything funny.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 10:05 pm
The seviper wasn't done yet, though. He slowly followed Atticus, at a distance, trying to think of a way to teach the brat a lesson in respect.
Skyler took a few big breaths, calming down, assuming the other was not going to follow him. He'd had enough adventures for one day. Slowly heading towards home, still covered in a crust of mud, he began to cry again. Why did he have to be so weak? Why did he have to be picked on by everyone he met?
Big fat tears began to leak off his cheeks and he stopped to cry under a canopy of purple trees for a moment to let it pass before he got home,
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 10:14 pm
Atticus plodded along, thinking his afternoon had gone from interesting to boring rather quickly. He needed to hurry up and get the job done before the caravan driver was heading back to Hearts. Scowling, the boy pulled his poncho tight and tiptoed around the puddles that had accumulated. That was when he heard the crying. Curiosity piqued, he made his way towards the vibrantly coloured trees. He wasn't usually one to help and would have continued on his way, had it not been that same little eevee.
"Why are you crying? I made them go away. You got your money back. What is there to cry about?" He was sincere in his interest, though he didn't particularly care much about the stranger or his feelings. He'd helped, so why was he crying?
"My name is Atticus, by the way."
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2012 10:20 pm
As soon as he heard the other's voice, Skyler pulled back and stared with wide eyed fear, hit tiny little heart thundering in his chest.
"P-please don't hurt me!" He trembled, holding himself and shaking wildly. He was dirty and there was a bit of blood on his cheek. He did not utter a thank-you or even smile at the helpful venipede. He was terrifying. He had attacked with a knife. Wha-what if the eevee was next?!
He covered his head with his arms. He was now crying from fear. It didn't look like there'd be much intellegent conversation from this eevee anytime soon.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2012 10:06 pm
"Why would I hurt you?" He asked quietly, studying the other with intense, emerald eyes. He was confused, to say the least. "I was trying to help you." He bit his lip. Well. He could kind of see how a random insect coming out of nowhere with a knife could be intimidating, but he didn't do anything to this boy...
"Well, I gotta go. I got errands to run. You should learn how to stick up for yourself or they will never leave you alone. Or maybe they will, now, if they think you got some crazy friend or something. I guess time will tell. But bullies are everywhere and they will make you take the fall if you aren't careful."
He shrugged, rolling his shoulders. He had to find the office building he would be collecting supplies from. He only had so much time.
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Posted: Wed Jul 11, 2012 10:13 pm
Skyler listened to what he said but did not lift his head, snivelling as he held himself tightly. When the other was gone, he slowly lifted his head and got to his feet. He used his dress to dry his eyes and blow his runny nose.
He hated being weak sometimes, but it was survival of the fittest...If he couldn't be fit, he could play possum and they'd leave him alone, maybe?
Ironically his home was in the same direction the venipede was moving. Giving him a full 15 minute headstart, the eevee headed out.
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