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Toby stood back, watching the scene between Hitan and Samara. Hitan was probably the one person on this earth that Toby would have more pleasure in killing right now than even the Dark Lord. The way he spoke, or rather screamed, at Samara just made Toby lash out. His anger had been building for a while now, but seeing Hitan reprimand the Maiden for nothing caused him to lose his self-control.
Toby turned to head back toward the forest, ignoring the fact that Hitan had now punched out the guard blocking their only way in, and dragged Samara into the town. His frustration and anger kept him from rushing in to 'rescue' Samara from "Hitan the Brute." But his...admiration for Samara overcame it quickly.
Heaving a sigh, Toby turned around to face the bridge, now bustling with activity as guards and other personnel began gathering to form a search party for the intruders. He scratched the back of his head, debating whether or not he should head to town to save the two. He would much rather leave the authorities to Hitan, though he couldn't quite see Samara in a jail cell.
Finally, after a few more excruciating minutes of mental torment, Toby decided he wasn't going to make Samara spend so much time alone with Muscle Man...mostly for her own sanity.
He rushed over to the bridge, wishing ever more he still had his sword, and began pushing people out of his way, trying to get through. He knew the extra guards weren't going to let just anybody in, now that they let two unauthorized visitors through the gate, so Toby had to think of something. Though that didn't seem to pose much of a problem.
Toby moved to the very edge of the crowd, to the section where the guards were thinned out. He crouched behind a barrel, slinking past one of the guards yelling profanities at a bunch of traders trying to get in to sell their useless trinkets. He stayed quiet, and slipping past the guards seemed surprisingly easy. If he hadn't already known the intelligence level of the Guards here, he would have suspected something.
As he walked through the gate, he was greeted by shouting, and the loud hum of people in conversation. He had entered the Market, which was filled with people from places Toby had probably never even heard of. When he tuned in once in a while, he could hear many languages unlike his own. He saw children running through the crowd, small enough to sprint and weave easily past the legs of the merchants.
But getting back to what he had come for, he began scanning the crowd for Hitan, since Samara was probably too short to be noticed. It wasn't too difficult to target Hitan in this crowd, since he was the only one with a giant sword on his back and shoulders that were so broad he probably couldn't walk through a doorway without turning sideways. A closer inspection showed that Samara was right behind him, shouting over the crowd so that Hitan could hear her. About what, Toby couldn't tell, but she looked very angry.
Toby began working his way through the crowd. More than once he'd been pulled aside by merchants trying to sell their goods, but Toby neither had any use for them nor had the time to shop.
Finally, the crowd began to dissipate as he entered the center of the town. He was impressed by the way the town was built. Most of the buildings were made out of a white stone that almost glowed in the sunlight. He thought at first it was marble, but he realized that this wasn't any stone he had seen anywhere before. The streets were also made of stone, though they weren't the same white stone as the buildings, but rather a deep red rock. The first thought that came to mind for Toby was blood. He wondered why they would make their streets the color of blood.
The other strange thing Toby found about this town was the large wall that surrounded it. Of course he'd seen it from the outside, but when he looked at the town and how immense in size it was, he wondered how long it must've taken them to build it.
Scanning the open square, he finally spotted Samara and Hitan. They were standing conspicuously in a dark alley between two of the larger buildings in the square. Hitan was leaning agains the wall, his arms across his chest, his normal expressionless face staring down at Samara, who seemed rather excited and was speaking rapidly.
Toby took one more glance around him, searching for any guards that may be nearby. Finding the place authority-free, he ran over to the other two. When he stopped behind Samara, Hitan looked up at him. Samara immediatly stopped talking and spun around to face him.
"Toby! What are you doing here?" she asked with an apprehensive tone in her voice. "I thought you had made it clear you didn't want to help us." She squinted her eyes at him, which made Toby chuckle a little nervously.
"Uh, well...I said I wouldn't help him. I never said anything about leaving you to fend for yourself." he explained, putting one hand on his hip. "And besides...I wouldn't want to drop Hitan on my worst enemy." Toby shot a nasty glare in Hitan's direction.
Hitan grimaced, pushing off the wall with his foot, and reached over to grab the front of Toby's shirt. "I could be your worse nightmare, you fat mouthed weakling."
Toby breathed out through his nose, as he stared directly into Hitan's eyes, their faces inches apart. "Try it."
But before Hitan could do anything, Samara slipped underneath his arm, and pryed Toby from his grip. "Come on you guys, we can't keep bickering like this, or else we won't get anywhere. We came here for a reason. Whether they be different from each others, it doesn't matter, we still have to get it done. Now let's do what we came here to do, and try not to lose any limbs in the process, huh?" she told both of them. She spoke gently, as if scolding two children, though it seemed to work just as well with two grown men.
Hitan grunted, standing up tall, as if trying to intimidate them. Toby pulled on the bottom of his tunic, straightening out the loose part of his shirt that Hitan had grabbed. He was surprised Hitan hadn't wripped the cloth.
Toby saw Samara pat Hitan on the forearm, trying to get him to calm down some before something else happens. The contact between them made Toby's insides flare, though the emotion he couldn't quite identify. He could feel his face get hot, and hoped that neither of them noticed his face turning red.
Hitan was staring at him, and Toby noticed his left eye twitch. This guy has serious issues. Talk about the need for some self-control. He needs to learn how to keep his temper under control...damn barbarian. Toby thought to himself.
They both turned to look at Samara, who had cleared her throat rather loudly to get their attention. "Sorry to interrupt your little silent skirmish, but I think we may want to get out of here." she said barely above a whisper, pointing a long, elegant finger across the town square to where the street lead to the Market. Toby saw two guards, clad in the same black armor as the idiot who wouldn't let them pass earlier. One had his sword drawn, and was searching the square for the three of them. The other had his helmet on, noticeably shorter than his partner, and kept his sword in his sheath, though it hung securely at his hip. God, I hope I can get my sword back soon... Toby thought longingly.
There was a silent agreement between the three of them, that they won't argue until they were completely safe from any guardsmen around this city, and they all slipped out of the square and into a side street that lead straight to the Main Square. They would need a safe place to stay while they were here, and what better place than with other tourists. Upon arriving in the Main Square, they immediatly chose a random inn and stepped inside.
Temptation_bloodlust · Thu Jul 27, 2006 @ 06:48am · 2 Comments |
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