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Samara pleaded with the guard to let them pass, possibly with the guard escorting them to where they needed to go. But he denied their request, as he had for the past hour and a half. Samara let out a tired, frustrated grunt, lightly stomping her foot on the ground.
She glanced over at Toby, just standing there with an odd grin on his face, arms crossed over his chest. She mumbled under her breath because neither of her two companions were helping her out at all, then turned to Hitan. Except Hitan was already off the bridge in the opposite direction.
"Hey! Hitan! W-wait a minute!" she shouted after him, turning back to the guard with a glare, "Ooh, you...you...ugh!" Samara jabbed the guard in the chest hard, only hurting her own finger on the mans black armor instead of really intimidating the man. She kept it to herself, attempting to keep her eyes from watering from the pain, and hoping the man didn't notice she had hurt herself.
She turned quickly and ran toward Hitan, who could have won a marathon race with the way he was walking. She didn't even look back to see if Toby was following, though the crunching of grass and footsteps told Samara he was right behind her.
"Hitan! Come back! Wha-" she grabbed his arm to stop him from getting away from them. "What's your problem? What are you doing? We need to get inside, and you losing your temper isn't helping the matters." she told him. She tried to sound important, figuring that Hitan might actually listen to her that way. Though, in the short time that the trio have been together, something told Samara he wasn't going to listen anyway...or even speak to her for that matter.
Well, she was wrong.
"I don't have a problem. It's the guard that has the problem!" he began shouting at her. Samara was shocked. She had never heard him like this, and it was rather frightening. She merely stared up at him as he continued to scream at her, a knot in her throat that prevented her from talking back. "I wanted to get into the town to lose you two! And I can't even do that because of that idiot!"
She saw him look over at Toby, but she couldn't remove her gaze from Hitans face. The only thing that distracted Samara was the fact that Toby had now jumped up and punched Hitan right in the face. She gasped and was pushed back onto the grass by Hitan as he reached across to Toby's neck, grasping it easily with one hand. Samara saw that Hitan's nose was bleeding from the punch, and she wanted to jumped on his arm to let go of Toby, but it didn't seem like Toby was hurt.
"Don't ever do that again, you little welp." Hitan mumbled in Toby's face. Toby had a defiant look on his face, refraining from showing any signs of fear or regret for what he did. He just stayed silent, falling onto his butt unexpectedly as Hitan let him go, realizing that Hitan had him almost a foot off the ground.
Samara stayed on sitting on the ground for a few more moments before making her way over to Toby, a few feet away from her. "Are you alright?" she asked while he rubbed his neck, keeping a nasty looking glare fixed on Hitan. He nodded, but didn't say anything. She looked up at Hitan, who wiped his bloody nose with his arm.
Standing up, she saw Hitan glancing over at the bridge, and turned around to see what he was looking at. The guard was standing facing them, his sword in hand, watching them. Great...just what we need. Samara thought to herself, as she let out a frustrated grunt.
She opened her mouth to say something about it, but stopped herself as she saw Hitan walk briskly past her, toward the guard. She inhaled deeply as she grabbed Toby by the wrist, pulling him up onto his feet, and began heading quickly in the direction that Hitan was going.
"Not good, not good, not good..." she said frantically, trying hard to catch up to him before Hitan did what she thought he was going to do.
But Toby pulled his wrist out of her hand, and looked at her with the same look he's been giving Hitan for a while now. "Let him go. It's his fault we can't get into the village anyway." He told her. "Let him do what he wants. It makes no difference to us."
Samara couldn't believe this. He sounded so cold, nothing like the Toby she remembered the first night they met. He was so open and cheerful that night. And Hitan...sure he was quiet, but now he was just frightening. She had no idea he felt that way about them, and something inside of her made her want to do what Toby had suggested. Leave him there and let him do what he wants. But she couldn't...despite what they might think, she thought of them as friends now.
So ignoring Toby, she turned and ran toward Hitan, grabbing his arm just as he swung his other arm to punch the guard in the nose. The strength he used caused him to have to use his entire body, thus causing the arm Samara had grabbed onto to lift her up off the ground as easily as if she was a doll, though it was only for a second. She hung on as she watched the guard fall backwards, his entire face bleeding profusely, making a loud clash of metal on stone as he landed hard with his armor. The mans sword landing in front of Samara's feet, and before she could think of anything, Hitan had grabbed her arm and began dragging her across the bridge and into the village.
Temptation_bloodlust · Thu Jul 06, 2006 @ 06:31pm · 2 Comments |
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