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 Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 9:01 pm
"Boss! Boss!" The shouts of two frantic men rang out in the echoing room of a small fort. In the center of the room was a table with several rough looking men sitting around it. At the center of the backside of it sat a man in a higher seat than the others had. When the two brigands came running in, this man looked up, curiously. " You're late! Explain, please..." The two brigands gulped when they saw the look on their boss' face. They knew that it could prove dangerous for them if he wasn't feeling gracious. Dildoon stepped forward to speak. "W-well... we kind of... got our asses handed to us-" "THEY TOOK MY SWORD AWAAAAAAY!" ******** cried out. Dildoon facepalmed, then continued. "Some kid who called himself Jaren, the hero of justice! Word around is that he and his lackey, Alice, are the town's new saviors! They're moving in on our turf."  The boss raised an eyebrow. " Well. He simply stated. He took a moment and finished the final bite of his mutton then tossed the bone on the floor behind him. " Then I guess we had just better go and show them...." The boss stood up and grabbed his axe. " ..that you don't mess... WITH BASHEEKYLEAKY, LEADER OF THE TALLEYWAG BANDITS! " The rest of the brigands in the room cheered their boss and grabbed their weapons. " Come on, talleywags... get your flibberjidoop axes, and we'll go teach these bozos just who owns Thongo Village!" ------------------------------- That morning, just as the sun was starting to peek out, a group of men carrying axes came into town. " Scatter. Find the two who dare impose on us.... and then kill them." Basheekyleaky grinned twistedly, as his men began to rush around unorganized and shamefully. In his mind, they were doing well. As Basheekyleaky walked forward, he saw a citizen up early, walking the streets. Well, that was convenient. He made his way over and slammed his axe in front of the guy's head, scaring the s**t out of him. " Heeey, man. Two guys were here yesterday. Some kid and his lackey? Kindly tell me where they are, please..." Besheekyleaky followed up his command with a vile smile and the frightened townsperson immediately gave up that Jaren and Ali were at the inn. The bandit leader thanked the coward and then called his men together. " Looks like I found em', boys... they're sleeping like lil' babes at the inn. Go kill em'." the Talleywag bandits ran off in a blazing charge toward the inn, their leader not far behind. These 'Heroes of Justice' would wake up to an unpleasant surprise...
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Posted: Sun Jun 20, 2010 8:07 pm
Super Awesome Swordsman;
Jaren Degriess!
I'm the HERO of JUSTICE LOVE ME! Jaren woke up and walked to the curtains of the room, flinging them open to let the bright morning in, funny, he seemed to be having trouble remembering the night before... last thing he remembered was making a ":3" face up at Ali, then, nothing. Oh well it didn't make any difference, today the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the bandits were rampaging.
Wait, what? Bandits outside, oh, look one saw him in the window, oh! Now he was pointing and shouting, that wasn't good, okay, just handle the situation in a calm, cool, manner. Wishful thinking.
"ALLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIII, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, BAAAAAAAAAAAAAANDIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITSSSSSSS. WHAT DO WE DO? WHAT DO WE DO?! THERES A WHOLE LOT OF THEM!" He panicked, screeching and running around the room a few times before dashing to Ali's bed and grabbing him by the shoulders and shaking him. If Ali wasn't awake yet, he was now.
"Oh holy crap Ali, Hoooollly crap, there’s like twenty-eleven of them, and they're all charging the inn in a intimidating manner! I'M SCARED ALI!" He wailed shaking his comrade harder.We all have our secrets, we all wear a mask. A persona if you will, to cover our real selves, our shadows, the face that we could not show to society and still appear sane. Not even we know our true nature.
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Posted: Mon Jun 21, 2010 8:44 pm
A wonderfully nice sleep; that was the best way to describe what Ali was having. His body was was being rested and his metal state refreshed. He didn't even mind sleeping in. The way he saw it, he deserved the rest. But deserved or not, apparently Jaren thought otherwise.
Ali's eyes shot open and got as huge as cobblestones, when the kid started yelling. "WHAT?!" He jumped up and drew his sword. He had no clue what was going on, and he couldn't make out what Jaren was saying. All he heard was sudden hectic screaming. "********!!" Once his sword was drawn, he instantly began slashing it recklessly at anything in the room. "********!! ********!! WHAT!! s**t!! ********!! s**t!! FUUUUCK!!!" He slashed more and more, crazily, no clue what was happening. He stepped backward and tripped, falling back onto the bed. "AAAAHHH!! s**t!! SHIIIT!! FUUUUCK!!"
Jaren grabbed him and began shaking him vigorously. Ali looked at the room and saw nobody else inside. However, he did see that the room was now cut up fairly well. "Dammit, boy!! Get off of- WHAT IN THE ******** IS TWENTY-ELEVEN?! Get yo scrawny arms away from me!" Ali shoved the boy away, then stood up. Before he could start yelling again, the bandit heard a ruckus outside, so he went to the window and looked out. A bunch of brigands were running around and were headed inside! Ali cursed under his breath, figuring that they were after he and the kid, for what happened to the two from the other day.
There was only one thing to do in a time like this! Ali moved away from the window, gripped his sword, then looked sternly at Jaren. "....TIMETOLEAVE,LET'SGO!" In the blink of an eye, Ali was out of the room and running down the hall.
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Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 5:01 pm
Super Awesome Swordsman;
Jaren Degriess!
I'm the HERO of JUSTICE LOVE ME! Of course Ali's screaming had only made Jaren's intensify, and soon the room had been filled with sensless sounds and swearing, once the two had gotten momentarily setteled Ali was off with Jaren hot on his heels.
"Ali! Wait, wait for meeeeee!" They had made it to the end of the hall when Jaren remembered something important. His sword was still in the room, "Uhhh, hold on a sec Ali. I need to get something!" Jaren said quickly racing back to the room, okay now he was here just grab the sword and...
"... Where did I put you again?" He had no bloody clue where he'd left the bloody thing, he could have sworn it was beside the bed, but oh look, no sword, okay maybe under the bed then?
Ali was going to kill him.
Completly forgetting about the urgancy of the situation now that he was on a mission Jaren stood in the center of the room, one arm wrapped arund his chest, while the other was resting on it with the hand supporting the chin. The stance of a forgetful person who couldn't remember where they had left the car keys.
Then he snapped his fingers, or tried to at least, instead he produced that "Fwit" sound. Which was the sound of someone who whished they could snap their fingers but obviously could not.
"The shower!" That was right! He'd left it in the shower! Quickly racing into the shower and grabbing his weapon he threw it over his shoulder in the comfortable position mentioned in a previous post and went to rejoin Ali.
Who was hopefully still there, well where was he going to go? Down the stairs and into the arms of like 90 bajillion bandits? Even if he did leave Jaren could catch up to him... uhhhh.... maybe.We all have our secrets, we all wear a mask. A persona if you will, to cover our real selves, our shadows, the face that we could not show to society and still appear sane. Not even we know our true nature.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 2:48 pm
"s**t. s**t. s**t. I knew this would come back to bite me in the a**!" Ali kept muttering things like that as he ran down the hall. He got to the stairwell and began to go down it when he caught sight of bandits coming up them. "Shitshitshit!" Ali quickly stopped and turned around, then zipped back up the stairs. He looked around and saw a room with the door open, so he quickly dashed inside there. Ali listened and could hear the bandits getting closer. He pulled out his sword partially and was prepared to fight them off. He would get the jump on them and slip out of the stupid little town.
However, right as Ali was about to jump out and take out the bandits... Jaren came running down the hall. The bandits heard him coming and then caught sight of him. They laughed roughly, and got into an inefficient fighting stance. Ali rolled his eyes, wondering how the kid could be so stupidly reckless. However, he did prove to be a good distraction. The bandits had passed the room that Ali had ducked into, and were now the perfect targets.
Right as one of the bandits was about to swing his axe at the kid, his face suddenly showed shock as blood spewed from his back. As the other one began to turn around, his neck was met with a blade that sliced deeply into it. Blood sprayed out over the stairwell as the bandit staggered back, before falling. Both died.
Ali shook his sword to get excess blood off of it then looked at Jaren with some kind of badass Samuel L. Jackson as Mace Windu look. "Let's get." Ali began to run toward the stairs and then began going down them. They were on the third story and since they had already met bandits up there, they would probably have to deal with them for two more floors. And sure enough, as Ali got to the second floor, there were three bandits waiting. They had seen the blood coming down the stairs. They saw the blood on Ali's sword. The bandits were filled with rage. "....********. Alright kid, time to be useful, here. help me take em' out!" The three bandits charged and Ali ran out to meet them. He blocked the first bandit's axe with his sword, then kicked him away. The second bandit then came down with a powerful swing. Ali held up his blade and stopped the axe, but was forced to bend under the force of the attack. The third bandit ran passed him, towards Jaren.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 6:02 pm
Super Awesome Swordsman;
Jaren Degriess!
I'm the HERO of JUSTICE LOVE ME! Jaren screeched to a halt as he found his path blocked by bandits, "Uhhhh, Ali? Whered'ya go? There's.... there's bandits... and they're coming toward me..." There was still no sign of his angry friend, and now one of the bandits was raising his axe. Shutting his eyes tight and raising his still sheathed weapon Jaren emitted his trademarked high-pitched "HWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
And then a sound like a spraying hose and twin thuds, timidly cracked an eye open. "Oh, Ali," he said straiting up. "N-nice save." And then they were off, charging down the stairs the two Hero's went, only to be met by more of the villianous swine. When Ali charged to meet the enemy, Jaren was right behind him.
Or he would have been, but the damn sword was stuck in the sheath, "J-just a minute here" but appearntly the bandits didn't want to wait, and one rushed him, with a great big trug the weapon came loose and Jaren pointed it tip down at the charging bandit and run forewards.
He felt the shock of the bandit impaling himself on the sword in his arms, but rather then shrink back Jaren pushed forewards. The startled bandit who now had a sword through the gullet was forced to backpeddle, he'd dropped his axe and had both hands on the blade that was sticking out of his belly. Jaren pushed until the bandit on the end collided with the man Ali had kicked, still off balance from the boot (and to be fair probably not expecting to be hit with his own comrade) he fell, with the impaled man and Jaren falling after him with the full weight of the myrmidon on the sword now the weapon had nowhere to go but down.
"Srrrrk" went the blade as it dug through the first man and out his back, pircing the second mans throat in the juglar. Both men began dying as Jaren scrambled to his feet again, planting one foot on the guy on top he yanked the sword back out of the unlucky pair.
It almost looked like he meant to do that.
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Posted: Wed Jun 23, 2010 10:50 pm
"Mother... ********..." Ali growled, as he tried to muster the strength to push the bandit back. He had been forced to bend, which is not desirable. If the bandit was better at fighting, he would realize that he could easily force Ali to the ground. But Ali wasn't going to give him a chance to realize that, as he pushed off with his bent legs, forcing the bandit back and the axe into the air. Ali took a step back, brought his sword back down, aimed it straight for the bandit's chest, then thrust it in. The bandit fell backwards onto the other two that the kid had already gotten.
Ali looked over at Jaren. "...That only counts as one. You got the other because of me. You remember that, now!" Ali began to run down the hall of the second floor, the kid presumably following behind him. Suddenly, a large as ******** bandit came to the top of the stairs. He carried a huge hammer. Ali stopped, sliding a little. The mammoth had already risen his weapon up and was about to have it come crashing down.
The kid was still coming like some reckless idiot. Before the weapon could hit the kid, Ali rammed into Jaren's side, pushing him into the railing. Hopefully, he wouldn't go over. The fall could easily break a bone. When the weapon had landed, it made a hole in the floor. Ali leaped across the hallway, slicing the giant's arm along the way. The bandit howled in pain, but raised his weapon again. This time he swung it sideways, into the wall where Ali was. <********!" The black bandit dived out of the way just in time. The hammer rammed into the wall, breaking a doorway and leaving a huge hole. Debris flew everywhere when the hammer was pulled back. This caused the brigand to stumble and forced him down a couple of stairs. The enemy was disoriented and unable to have full control of the heavy weapon. Plus, now he was lower. Now was the time to strike! Ali flew forward, then leaped toward the giant. He raised his blade, then thrust it down into the bandit's throat. It didn't matter how big or tough he was; that spot was still just as vulnerable.
Ali jumped back to make sure he didn't get himself stuck in a bad spot. The giant coughed up a lot of blood and his screams of pain were ear-shattering. Finally, he fell backwards down the stairs and rolled all the way to the bottom, leaving a trail of blood behind him. Ali didn't even look to see what was going on with the kid. He just kept going. "Les' go! Move it!"
Ali reached the bottom of the stairs, only to be greeted by at least ten bandits spotting him. "********, HOW MANY CAME?!" Ali blocked then stabbed one of them who had been right near him, then ran back up the stairs. "Go, kid, go!! Up, up!!" By the time Ali got to the top of the stairs again, he had caught sight of Jaren again. "Damn it! There's too many for just us two! We gotta get out of this ******** building!"
The bandits didn't give them much time to think, though. A couple were right behind Ali, as he ascended the stairs. "********!!" Ali caught the leading one off guard by kicking him in the chest, pushing him backwards. The brigand collided with the other one and they both fell back down, taking the others on the stairs down with them. That would buy them some time. Ali knew that if they couldn't get out using the door, they would have to get out from the second floor. "Follow me, and don't fall behind!" Ali shouted, as he suddenly took off into the rooms. With the first room he went to, he went straight to the window and looked out. "Nope. Dammit!" Ali left the room and checked another. "Dammit!" Another. "Dammit!" Finally, as he check another, a smile found its way on his face. "Alright, here we go!" Outside the window was the front of the inn, but on the ground was a large pile of straw. "Get out..... HELLO? I SAID GET OUT!" Ali pointed furiously at the window. Before he could say anything else, he was interrupted by bandits who had found their way into the room. "Gah, dammit, I said get!!" Ali grabbed Jaren and tossed him out the window. He turned around and blocked an incoming axe, then followed with a kick to push the bandits back. With the chance to get away, Ali turned back around and leaped out of the window, falling into the straw below.
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 12:18 am
Super Awesome Swordsman;
Jaren Degriess!
I'm the HERO of JUSTICE LOVE ME! "...That only counts as one. You got the other because of me. You remember that, now!""Y-yea," Came the response, and then once again the two were off, Jaren slightly behind Ali. Which was probably why when Ali pulled up short Jaren just kept going, like that little energizer bunny. And just like that little energizer bunny he didn't expect to be slammed into by an angry black fellow, "Blarr!" Jaren exclaimed as he flipped over the railing and for a horrendus moment found himself upsidedown looking down on a fall that would surely break his neck.
"Wahhhh!" a skinny wrist clasped the underside of the railing around his waist and the other hand put down on the little bit of floor that stuck out past it, as Jaren held himself up in a weird handstand like position.
"A-Ali, hooooo boy, a-a little help? ...... No?" Judgeing by the slamming and grunting he wasn't going to get any help from that direction.
Well as much fun as this was the blood was starting to rush to his head, and so slowly letting go with the hand that was wrapped around the railing Jaren lowered it so it was beside the other one. He was doing a full handstand now but here came the hard part, a deep breath like that of a gymnast preparing for a praticularly hard routine, Jaren lifted up one of his hands and rotated it so it was facing in the opposite direction it had started in. Quickly he did the same with the other but this time his body followed it so he was now facing away from the railing, easily he shifted his weight so his knees were dangling over the top, hooking them down onto it the myrmidon then lifted his hands and attached them by his knees.
A quick hoist later and Jaren was on his feet with an accomplished smile... and then Ali practically ran him over with some new friends on his heels.
"Wait for me! Waitwaitwait!" Jaren shouted as Ali turned around. "Okay, now." once he was out of the way of the kick and it's reprecussions. "Leaving sounds pretty nice, Ali!"
"But uhhhh, does it matter which one we go out of?" Then he saw why Ali had chosen the one he had. "Ah, I like this one better too. But its still pretty high up and--- EEEEEEK!" Jaren hit the straw with a whump, and had like .9 seconds to move.
Which he did.We all have our secrets, we all wear a mask. A persona if you will, to cover our real selves, our shadows, the face that we could not show to society and still appear sane. Not even we know our true nature. (Daaammmn I suck)
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 9:43 am
Those two thought they were pretty slick, huh? They jumped out of that window and thought they were home free. Yeah, it was smooth to get out of the inn that way. But they weren't out of hot water, yet. One cannot lose the Talleywag bandits so easily. "Sir! Sir! We've found them!" A bandit came screaming, while running to the entrance of the inn. Basheekyleaky turned to his underling and raised a brow. " ...And? Where are they?" Basheekyleaky narrows his eyes. " You didn't lose them, did you?" He gripped his axe. "..." The bandit gulped. "N-no sir! They jumped out of the window, you see. They should be out front. If we hurry, we'll catch them!" The grip upon the axe was loosened, allowing the news delivering bandit to breath easy. " Good, good... Well then, let's go finish up business." Basheekyleaky went outside and looked to his left. Sure enough, the two were laying with each other in a pile of straw. ...That sounded a bit wrong, but you were there, you know how it really was. The bandit leader made his way over as the two started to pick themselves up. " Well, well, well. So we finally meet, Heroes of Justice!" He swung his axe up and rested it over his shoulder. " Let me let you in on a little fact, about this town. Y'see, my and my boys here... we run it. And yesterday, you thought it was a good idea to lay a beating on two of my lackeys." He began to laugh, then suddenly stopped and looked at the two sharply. " Unfortunately for you, I wasn't very happy when I heard about this. So! Mister Jaren boy wonder and his bodyguard, Alice... Prepare to meet your end by the hands of BASHEEKYLEAKY, leader of the Talleywag bandits!!" By this time, the bandits who were inside had come out and began to surround the two. Basheekyleaky grinned, held out his axe, then charged forward. The other bandits charged, too. The real skirmish was underway.
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 12:54 am
Super Awesome Swordsman;
Jaren Degriess!
I'm the HERO of JUSTICE LOVE ME! "Hey Ali? thats twenty-eleven." Jaren said simply as the pair was surrounded. "... Who's Alice? Is this guy an idiot?" He turned away from Ali to look at Basheekyleaky, "Are you an idiot?" (theres the pot calling the kettle black) "But Mr. Leaky... what you don't know... is that my sword... IS THE SWORD THAT CHAMPIONS JUSTICE! HOOOOOWWWWROOOOOOO!" Jaren yelled at the charging bandits, but didn't move. Instead he stayed with his back to Ali and when the first bandit came into range, Jaren knocked the axe away with his sword and then rammed it into the bandits chest. When he pulled it out blood sprayed up soaking the sands... as it had once before.
The pile of corpses stank in the desert sun, a green haired man holding an axe spits on them.
"Worthless wretches, nothing good for apart from the money in their pockets. Isn't that right older brother?"
A second man with a sword approached, his hair matched the first man's. "...... Brother died today, 4 years ago... didn't he?"
"Another worthless one! What was Kale good for? Always pandering to the villagers, taking care of sick animals. Died young! Like the dogs he used to nurse."
"... he told me... what happened... why he did what he did..."
"Did he? Hah! And what are you going to do about it? I doubt you even care, Jaren!"
"I'm going to... do what Father ordered me too"
"Feh, so he knows too now? Fine lets see if you can!"
The confused peice of memory floated away leaving Jaren back in the moment of yanking his sword out of the bandit, time moved in slo-mo, the spray of blood on his face, the sweat that was on his arms, a second bandit was coming up on the left, now he was in range, the sword came up to meet the axe that was coming down, but instead of stoping the axe the sword sliced through tendon and wrist, loping the mans hand off. With a thud the weapon and severed hand hit the ground as the bandit screamed and fell to the ground clutching underneath where his hand used to be.
Jaren turned to meet the next contestant.
We all have our secrets, we all wear a mask. A persona if you will, to cover our real selves, our shadows, the face that we could not show to society and still appear sane. Not even we know our true nature.
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 12:29 pm
Ali got up, and growled a little, as he tried to shrug off the pain from hitting the ground. Thank goodness that pile of straw was there. But maybe it hadn't done them all too much good. They were already being surrounded by more bandits, the leader with them. Ali scowled at the kid after the smartass comment was made about the amount of them. "...Yeah. I got that."
As the kid continued talking, Ali's face grew more and more unenthusiastic. First, he goes and calls the leader an idiot. Then, he starts making up lies about his sword. "..." Ali watched the bandits look at each other, confusedly. "Uh.. kid? You got that sword from one o' them. They know all there is to know about it. Ya aint helpin'." Ali sighed as the bandits began to charge. Of course he was in a seemingly helpless situation with little chance of surviving. What else was new?!
The black bandit was fed up with always having s**t thrown at him. For once, he wanted to have good things happen to him. He would make winning this first the turning point. "Now listen here, jive name callin' fool! I don't care about yo little town, or yo precious ********' feelins. I aint no bodyguard, my name aint Alice, and I AINT. NO. HER-" Ali was interrupted as a bandit swung his axe. Ali responded by block, pushing it back, then thrusting his blade into the brigand's gut. "Hey! I was saying cool stuff, fool!! WHY YOU INTEREUPTIN' ME?! ******** YOU!!"
Aggravated this his moment was ruined, Ali charged toward the bandit leader. He met a lackey along the way that slowed him down, but the fool was quickly taken care of. His blade soon met with the leader's axe and struggled for power. Ali dashed to the side, sliding his blade off of the axe. He then went to thrust his blade into the leader's gut, but another lackey got in the way and took the hit instead. "********-!!" Ali kicked the corpse off of his blade and toward the leader. That probably wouldn't do much except make the leader angry and distract him. To follow up his move, Ali ran around to try to get behind Basheekyleaky, and went in to stab him in the back.
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 1:02 pm
Basheekyleaky began to laugh as his group ran toward the duo. This would be over, quickly. As he collided weapons with the black man, he quickly discovered just how formidable this one was. ..Possibly too formidable. Basheekyleaky wasn't one to declare one enemy as his own. He had an entire group to do his bidding- why shouldn't they help him? It definitely made his survival rate go up, in his eyes. The leader gasped a little as the swordsman slid off to the side. It was a natural advantage of having a sword. However, a lackey came to the leader's rescue and Baseekyleaky grinned, pleased with the sacrifice. But then the body was kicked toward him. " Bah! You'll have to do better than that!" He cried, as he swung his axe into the oncoming body. The body was knocked off course, but the momentum the leader used kept going. He spun and to his surprise saw the black man coming up at him. His axe slammed into the blade, moving it to only slice the side of the leader's weak arm. Blood tricked down, but the wound wasn't grave. He trapped the blade into place with his arm and axe. Basheekyleaky grinned unpleasantly. " Oh, you're good. But you're lethal! You're no hero... by your attire, I'd say you were just another bandit, like me! So why are hanging around some stupid kid? My bandit group owns this town. What do you say... wanna join up with us... Alice?" Apparently he said the wrong thing, as all of a sudden, he lost control of the blade and the cut got painfully deeper as the blade was pulled back. Basheekyleaky's eyes widened and he jumped back. Luckily, his lackeys came in and focused their attacks on the black man, for him. This allowed him to go after the kid. The leader made his way casually over, as the kid was finishing off one of his lackeys. Basheekyleaky tapped him on the shoulder and as the kid turned around, he slugged him in the face. " You think you're so good? Ha! Get real, kid. Life isn't a game, it's brutal! You have to make your own choices and learn to thrive. Take me for example. My parents gave me the name Basheek. Can you believe it?! As soon as I was on my own, I changed it. Basheekyleaky sounds SO much better! And now, it's a name that people fear! Because I made something of myself. You.. on the other hand.. are just playing make believe. And you went and did something REALLY stupid." He raised his axe up. " So be a good boy and die for me, okay?" He swung the axe fiercely at the kid.
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 8:18 pm
Super Awesome Swordsman;
Jaren Degriess!
I'm the HERO of JUSTICE LOVE ME! Cutting someones throat can be messy and takes some attention, which is why when Jaren felt the tap on his shoulder he didn't expect a punch in the face, going with the punch Jaren let himself be knocked off balance one hand flew to his face... while the other one that held the sword flew up and across at Basheekyleaky's face in a back hand cut.
Jaren kept reeling with the punch so he was far enough away from Basheekyleaky "Thats not that bad of a name Mr.Leaky... could be worse... you could be named Snookie, and besides whats so bad about make-believe? We all find happiniess our own ways... and I don't think you're truley happy. Are you? I don't think you are, all you do is make others un-happy, at least I try."
Conversation had ended though and Basheekyleaky was attacking, the axe whistled through the air with a sword coming up to meet it, the two had a short enagment that ended with Jaren starting to be pushed back with the axe ontop of his sword, jaren started having to lean back.
Which is when he struck, taking one hand off of his sword Jaren reached up and clutched Basheeky's wrist and pulled it towards him stepping to the side as he did and removing his sword.
When the axe came down towards him Jaren stucked in his belly and hopped back while leaning forewards over the axe so it just barely missed opening up his stomache, then he leaned back as the axe came up so it shived by him again.
"Neeeeeeeeahhhhhh!" He exclaimed as he pinwheeled his arms to try to compansate for the fact that he had now over balanced himself. It didn't work and Jaren fell onto his back as the axe came again to cut where he had just been, "Woooooaahhhhh!" He cried out as he rolled away from a second strike. As he rolled though his legs became entangled with Basheekyleaky's and the bandit hit the ground ontop of him.
"Wuf!" went the air escapeing Jaren, as he struggled to get out from underneath the bandit, he succeded and managed to scramble to his feet before Basheekyleaky, but rather then strike while his oppenant was on the ground the myrmidon waited.
"You really should stop you know, you could still leave and maybe be happy." When he saw that this wouldn't convince the bandit Jaren darted forward for the last time, a strike aimed at the waist followed by Jaren turning with the strike inorder to stab upwards towards Basheekyleaky's chin.
Hopefully this blow would end the fight.We all have our secrets, we all wear a mask. A persona if you will, to cover our real selves, our shadows, the face that we could not show to society and still appear sane. Not even we know our true nature.
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