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 Posted: Wed Jul 01, 2009 8:41 pm
Riko fought the urge to smirk. At least the prankster knew that he meant business. He was about to throw another dagger when the other drow went behind a wall. Riko slowed a bit, not sure as to whether or not to take a chance in rounding the corner to go after the man.
Suddenly he saw something come from the corner. Rikoyn'yln jumped and tried to escape the item, most likely a bomb. He was thrown to the ground as he was hit with the explosion. Luckily he wasn't hurt too bad, just a little scratched. Looking around he could tell that the prankster had ecscaped. Should he go after the prankster now? Maybe, but then again...
He noticed a trail leading away from the scene. Using his skills, Riko came upon a warehouse. It didn't' seem that anyone was inside but he decided that defense was the best idea.
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Posted: Sat Jul 04, 2009 8:55 am
Phraktos frowned, from his advantage point in the rafters he could see the assassin coming towards the warehouse. It seemed he wouldn't be able to lose this fellow very easily. "Well...looks like I'll be able to have fun with him all day. Excellent!" Phraktos cackled and rubbed his hands together gleefully.
The day was turning out as entertaining as he had hoped it would. Now..what sort of bomb should he use this time? Shrapnel again? No..he might get hit by it this time and he didn't really want that. A smoke bomb wouldn't do any good. Maybe a fire bomb? Well..with how dry the warehouse was it would probably catch fire too easily and he could get trapped inside. What to do..what to do.. "Aha!" he cried with pure malice in his yellow eyes.
Now to just wait for the little bugger to invade the warehouse and he would be able to use the bomb out on him. Ohh...this was going to be fun!
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 11:35 am
Riko slowly approached the warehouse. He didn't want to just jump in there to be attacked, and the way this wass going so for, most likely the prankster would use a ranged item again. But looking at the warehouse, something didn't seem right. He couldn't put his finger on it but there was something about this warehouse...
Slowly making his way in, Riko looked around. He had gotten a handkerchief to cover his mouth with, just in case there might be some poisonous smoke or something that assaulted him. Slowly moving his eyes around, he looked to see if he could tell where the pranker had gone... a ha! There were some items that seemed to be messed with recently, scratches and other stuff indicating that someone had been climbing...
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2009 12:37 pm
Phraktos stilled in the rafters when he heard two sets of footsteps enter the warehouse. He frowned, and cast a glance around the warehouse in trepidation. he knew the assassin had been following him and would enter, but who was the other person? Could he have been stupid enough to have walked into a situation that could turn deadly for him?
When he spotted the eye patched fellow covered in scars and a giant sneer plastered across his face he gulped. Gods..the fellow was huge! And very lethal..he surmised taking in the double blades he carried on him. Only..wait a second..he wasn't alone. Dammit! There were a handful of other fellows entering the warehouse behind him.
Phraktos turned back around, and spotted the assassin glancing at the scratches he had made when he had climbed up into the rafters. He tried to motion for the fellow to leave as discretely as he could. Even though Phraktos had been trying to mess around with the fellow he didn't want to be held responsible for luring him into a death trap. Gods..things had just gotten ten thousand times worse for the both of them in a split second.
Dammit! Why had he chosen this warehouse?
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Posted: Tue Jul 14, 2009 8:44 am
He had just spotted the joker and saw his motions when... Well, that's when Riko finally saw them. Damn tunnel vision! He really had to work on that. He thought about perhaps killing them, thought he probably didn't have time to do much since they were on him in a second. He didn't struggle, resigning himself to his fate, but cursed everything that he knew so that the Joker might die a horribly slow and painful death.
He glared at the Joker up in the rafters, hoping they might find him quickly and slit his throat or something.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 8:28 pm
Phraktos cursed silently as he saw the handful of drow quickly capture the assassin. Stupid assassin! Why had he just stood there and let himself be caught? Scowling, Phraktos slid out of view of the assassin's accusing glare.
Stupid bugger! Of course the assassin would try to give away Phraktos' hiding place. The damned fellow didn't have to have followed him, it had been his choice after all. Though..Phraktos had pretty much dared him to come after him. Most males usually couldn't help but fall to taking up a dare or a bet for that matter.
A sudden thought fluttered through Tos' head, causing a conniving gleam to come into his yellow eyes.
"HEY! UP HERE BASTARDS!" Phraktos screamed, emerging from his hiding spot with his arms held behind his back, a triumphant gleam in his eyes.
"COME AND GET ME IF YOU CAN!"
Phraktos heard a loud curse come from below from the eyepatched fellow and then rapid bellowed orders to several of the followers to take care of the "flashy a** of an idiot drow".
"You're the a** of an idiot drow!" Phraktos crowed back and then cackled like a maniac.
He waited until the five drow were climbing up the pillars towards him to unleash his smoke bomb in the warehouse. Now a normal smoke bomb will only fill up a small area and for only a short amount of time. The smoke bomb Phraktos had wasn't normal, not in the least bit. he had modified it, and made it so the smoke would last for three minutes before clearing and to be as acrid and rather horrible smelling. Not to mention blinding white instead of dark.
He unleashed the bomb onto the floor of the warehouse and it exploded, filling the air with a loud bang and white smoke immediately filled the room. The three minutes was just enough time for Tos to scale down one of the pillars, knock down the drow that had a hold of the assassin, hit the assassin over the head and hightail it out of the warehouse with the assassin draped over one of his broad shoulders.
When the smoke did start to die down, and the other drow started to get their eyesight and hearing back Phraktos was already half a mile away, running as fast as he could. If he hadn't been such a good runner, he might not have been able to make it back to his House without any more incidents. He really had no doubt that if the eyepatched male found him or the assassin, they would be killed for having invaded his property.
Phraktos could feel the assassin start to move around a bit on his shoulder and couldn't help but frown. If the fellow were to wake up too soon, that might cause even more complications for him..not to mention trying to explain to an enraged drow why he enticed him away from safety in the first place. That was a conversation that Phraktos didn't really care to have just yet.
He dashed down a side street, and paused long enough to bash the assassin over the head once more before continuing on his way to one of his small safe houses. There was no way that group would be able to get inside one of his booby trapped safe houses without setting something off an alarming him and the assassin to their presence.
He continued down the alleyways, crossing over fences, going over rooftops and through small abandoned buildings until one of his safe houses finally came into sight. He heaved a sigh of relief, and made his way up the ladder into the top part of the House easily avoiding the main floors where all the booby traps were located and then drew the ladder up after him and securing the shutters so that no one could look in and see him.
He then laid out the assassin on an empty pallet on the floor, and waited for the other fellow to come out of his inflicted unconsciousness. After a few moments of waiting, Phraktos edged closer to the assassin, and searched for the assassin's weapons and confiscated them. There..now when the other awoke he wouldn't be able to harm Tos with any of his tools of the trade.
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 12:48 pm
When Riko was regaining consiousness, he realized a few things. One, he wasn't dead. He couldn't be sure if that was a good or bad thing. Two, his head hurt. He had probably been hit a few times there. He could remember everything that happened until he blacked out so he was pretty sure he didn't have a concussion, though he might have had a small one. He would want to check back on that later.
To say it politely, Riko was angry. This all that stupid drow's fault! He would remember to kill the prankster slowly and painfully. Opening his eyes a bit he could see that he still had his veil on. Hopefully it hadn't taken any more damage. He looked around a bit and found that he was in a smaller room than in that warehouse and he saw... the prankster. Just his luck getting killed by a murderer like him. Not to say that Riko wasn't a murderer but he didn't hurt innocent people. He sighed. What was he going to do now? He decided to sit up, though if the other drow did anything he would be ready for it. He glared at the other male. "Why am I here?" He asked. He decided not to ask as to why the prankster wanted to anger him.
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Posted: Tue Sep 22, 2009 3:05 pm
Phraktos sat with his back against one of the thin walls, watching the assassin as he woke up. What an odd looking veil..was there a reason why the fellow wore it? was it to hide his face? Or was it merely an aesthetic look that the assassin was going for?
Even through the veil, Phraktos could read the anger written on the assassin's face. He couldn't help but chuckle a little at it. It was just easier to laugh in the face of danger than to get scared for Phraktos. Fear was never a good thing to show, especially to another drow. Though..there was no reason for Phraktos to be fearful of the assassin. Especially since he had already confiscated the assassin's weapons.
"You're here because I thought it would be better for you to live. Would you have preferred me to leave you in the hands of those opium fiends?" Phraktos asked, with a bemused look on his face as he regarded the other.
"Oh and, just so if you're wondering, I've confiscated your weapons and blow dart things. If we're going to go about this game properly, I'm not about to let you kill me the first chance you get." Phraktos added with a wink.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 8:08 am
Riko sighed. Actually, it probably would have been better be with the opium guys, at least it would be more interesting and less annoying. At least they had a reason in hurting people. As far as Riko cared to know, this praknster just like to be annoying and dangerous.
He closed his eyes, trying to get rid of any strong emotion and relaxing a bit. He would still have his guard up sure, but at least he had a little rest time even if it wasn't for very long.
He smiled a bit at the other drow almost chuckling. "Well with that in mind I may presume that you know that I can do without my weapons right?" Of course Riko had practiced bare handed too. It was very useful for situations like this where one had no weapons to use.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 10:48 am
Crap. The thought had never crossed Phraktos' mind of what an assassin could do without weapons. Phraktos wasn't about to let the other know this though, instead he just grinned wider showing off his pearly white teeth.
"Oh...so the little wittle assassin is mad at the crazy thief eh? The bombs going boom and exploding scared the wittle assassin did they? Aww..the poor scaredy waredy assassin..did he pee his pants?" Phraktos asked in a little kid's voice, his yellow eyes starting to dart back and forth crazily.
Sometimes, Phraktos had found that acting slightly crazy was enough to put off any sort of attack on his person. Most drow would just shake their heads, roll their eyes and leave not really caring to bother with a crazed maniac of a drow. Of course..there were those times when it didn't quite work out as he hoped.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 11:16 am
Riko wanted to roll his eyes. This was stupid. And really, with the other drow talking to him like that it made the other drow seem more stupid that they couldn't come up with something better than going into 'it's like I'm making fun of a little kid mode ha ha'.
Although the ohter drow had acted a little weird at the end of his taunting, Riko was still on guard. If this person was crazy in some way, well those could be the most dangerous. Just the other week he had to go against a drow that had multiple personalities... but anyway. He looked around slightly, barely tilting his head, trying to get a sense of his surroundings. Trying to find any weak points or places that he could use to his advantage.
He then looked back at the other drow. "Really now are you that bored? Although I must say, I have never seen bombs quite like yours."
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 11:54 am
Drat, it wasn't going to work. Of course, he hated how he sounded more like a little kid than a crazy person. he really need to spend more time around the crazies to get a better feel for how to act like them. Phraktos sighed, and ran his hand through his hair.
He couldn't help but brighten up at the other's words.
"Really? why thank you. It took me months and months to modify those bombs..and they are soo much fun to use!" Phraktos couldn't help but hold his hands together and let loose a gleeful cackle.
"I live and breath for mayhem so when it gets slow and mundane I need a bit of excitement to liven things up. Bombs tend to do that rather nicely, don't you think?"
Of course now when Phraktos wasn't thinking or trying to act crazy, he appeared even more so crazed and insane. He was after all, way too enamored with things that exploded and blew up, and came off as an evil calculating genius.
"What did you think of the white smoke one? That took me ages to figure out the right mixture to make it come out like that. My first attempt produced a fog so thick and poisonous that it nearly killed the servants I was testing it out on. Of course, that wasn't really taken over very well by my Matron and I spent a good fortnight locked up in irons and being disciplined by some driders. Want to see my scars? I've got a doozy of one that goes all the way down my neck to the middle of my back. I thought i was going to die and go to the abyss before I was ever able to pursue my selected career of stealing." Phraktos rattled out, rather oblivious to how much he was talking.
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2009 2:45 pm
Riko tried not to smirk. He had a guess that the drow would like to brag. As the other drow talked Riko tried to figure out how to get out of his bonds. Of course it was a little difficult, especially since he was trying to make no noise. He had one nail that was very sharp but small, and since these seemed to be made out of rope of some sort he hoped to cut through it.
"I found it interesting, a way to blind your opponents is always a good choice." He replied to the other drow, hoping to distract him a bit. "So your matron doesn't know about your career choice or she just doesn't care?" He asked, trying to continue the conversation.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 4:42 pm
Phraktos had no clue what the assassin was up to..but he was rather surprised how interested the other was in his bombs. Usually..other drow didn't really take the time to discuss his unique pieces of art. They more often shouted curses at him and tried to retaliate in someway. He couldn't help but be slightly suspicious of the other...such was a drow's nature after all.
"Why are you being so nice?" Phraktos asked, suddenly shooting Riko a strange look. "Only a few moments ago I tried to off you with a bomb, and you tried to chase me down to kill me. Why are you so interested in me now? I'm not saying another word to you." Tos ended, standing up abruptly and started to veer off.
The last question caught him off guard, causing him to turn back around and glare down at him in surprise. "Ah..so she sent you after me did she? Well..that's just a sad misfortune for you." Tos said in a completely different tone of voice, his eyes going darker red as he gazed down at the assassin.
"Fun time is over...now comes Pain time." Tos murmured, pulling out one of the assassin's own daggers and smiling cruelly down on the other male.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 7:37 pm
The way things were happening, Riko couldn't help but smirk now. "I don't believe being nice and being interested in how things work that could possibly kill you are the same thing. Really, the bombs were interesting, and knowing how other weapons work helps in knowing what to do in a situation where you are being attacked by them." Riko replied, still working a bit on his bindings. Almost...
When looking at the other male's reaction he had to raise an eyebrow. He now had information that this male hated their matron, perhaps more than he would have gotten anyway even with a definite answer. "You come to the conclusion that I was sent by your matron instead of thinking that I might have actually gone after you because you hurt others? The way you draw conclusions confuses me, but it does seal the image of you being unpredictable." Riko stared up at one of his own daggers, almost sighing. He was probably going to have to replace all of those after he was done with this situation.
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