Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140323001956/@comment-3293219-20140329125554

Kaizen awoke to the sound of water, leaking from the pipes above his cell and dripping down, onto the floor. He couldn’t see it, but he knew that it was happening, presumably in another cell.

The Argonian sat up, groaning and rubbing his face in his hands as his muscles adjusted to not being lain out on the stone like bed of the Castle Cheydinhal dungeon. His wounds ached as his night’s sleep hadn’t done them much good, he had lay on the injured shoulder and lay twisted, which hurt his stomach wounds, causing them to constantly burn and ache as he got up and shambled over to his cell door.

The Guard Captain was gone and there was no sign of any of her lackeys, so it must be early morning.

Not that he was complaining, he enjoyed his privacy and he enjoyed the slowness of the hour, the calm before the storm…

-

The Guard Captain and her loyal companion had already passed Barren cave, hastily making their way to the Imperial City. Darren kept his gaze on the Wilderness as he found himself deep in thought…

“So…” Tabith began, causing him to look over as if she was waiting for his full attention.

“Why’d you really want to come with me?”

Darren looked up at her, wondering if she was really onto something or whether or not she was just fishing about; regardless he’d play dumb for now.

“B-Because I wanted to see the Imperial City…” He replied though his voice wasn’t exactly bristling with confidence.

“Mhmm…” The Guard Captain wasn’t convinced or impressed with his lie, though she got what she needed from it…

Tabith came to a halt, causing Darren to soon follow her as he also froze on the spot, wondering what was going on. She eventually turned to him, a stern look on her face as she raised her hand and pointed to a nearby tree.

“Lie down…”

“Wh-Wha-?”

“You heard me, I said lie down!”

Darren didn’t argue, he’d never argue. The Imperial quickly marched over to the tree and lay under it, staring up at the sunlight as it was mostly obscured by the trees.

The Imperial lay there for several seconds, wondering what she was up to. He could hear her footsteps approaching him and eventually her shadow cast over his face, causing him to open his eyes and look up at her.

<p class="MsoNormal">“You’ve been ever so loyal Darren…” She whispered as she knelt down, over him and pulled herself closer.

<p class="MsoNormal">“I have…”

<p class="MsoNormal">“I like to reward loyalty…” The Dunmer added, hovering her lips over his as he closed his eyes and got ready to embrace the moment he had long awaited.

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">“Darren!”

<p class="MsoNormal">The Imperial snapped out of his trance, turning his attention to reality once more, with a heavy sigh…

<p class="MsoNormal">“C-Captain?”

<p class="MsoNormal">She was staring at him, with a look of confusion and slight annoyance at the fact that his attention span was so small.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Keep your eyes on the road, yeah?”

<p class="MsoNormal">“Y-Yes Captain! S-Sorry Captain…”

<p class="MsoNormal">-

<p class="MsoNormal">The Argonian could hear footsteps ahead; he noted that they were heavier than the Guard Captain’s, so it must be one of her guards…

<p class="MsoNormal">He was right of course. A fat, repulsive nord, who didn’t even look like he could walk after a criminal, let alone run after one, revealed himself from the darkest depths of the corners of the dungeon. He placed his lantern on the table next to him and sat down at the furthest end of the hall.

<p class="MsoNormal">Now’s my chance to get out of here…

<p class="MsoNormal">Kaizen glanced around, desperate to find a way out of his cell but he found no conventional way of doing so, though he was dreading it, he had to do this…

<p class="MsoNormal">He picked up a sharp stone, off of the floor and pressed it against his stomach, pressing down on the wound and drawing blood, almost instantly. He cried out in pain, causing the nord to jump out of his skin and stare in his direction, until the all clear came.

<p class="MsoNormal">But it didn’t come…

<p class="MsoNormal">The Nord, with very little choice at this point, came running over with a set of keys in his hand, ready to step in, if anything bad had happened. The Argonian didn’t intend to cry out but it made this ‘injured prisoner’ routine much more credible. Though anyone who was willing to fall for such an old chestnut, probably didn’t need much convincing.

<p class="MsoNormal">Kaizen’s back slid down, along the wall and he fell to the floor. He sat up, propping his feet against the wall opposite, to keep himself vertical but he could feel his grip on reality fading as he saw the large shadow of the guard loom over him.

<p class="MsoNormal">“H-Help…” He croaked, reaching out with his bloody hands as the guard fumbled through the keys and unlocked the gate.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Good Gods! What have you done?” The Nord spluttered, fearing reprimand for something that was beyond his control.

<p class="MsoNormal">Kaizen didn’t dignify him with a response, he’d only have to keep up this ‘poor little thing’ act for another thirty seconds…

<p class="MsoNormal">The Nord stumbled in and crouched beside him, he was all in a fluster. By the looks of it, he was young and inexperienced with even the most basic of prisoner situations. This clearly wasn’t his line of work as he obviously wasn’t cut out for it…

<p class="MsoNormal">The Black Argonian wasted no time, his eyes opened and his pupils narrowed as he built up his strength again. He lashed out at the guard and grabbed hold of his shoulders, though it took a lot of effort, the Argonian managed to throw him against the wall and shake him up a bit, giving him a few seconds to recover from the reopening of his wound.

<p class="MsoNormal">Seconds was all he needed as he pulled himself to his feet, as the guard sobbed in the corner of the cell, the impact must have hurt him more than Kaizen thought it would…

<p class="MsoNormal">He had no time for this. Kaizen swiped the keys off the floor and took the sword from the fat guard’s sheath and then shambled through the door of his cell, just as guard was coming to.

<p class="MsoNormal">“Hey, what are yo-?”

<p class="MsoNormal">Before he could finish, Kaizen shut the gate and locked it. The cell’s door was incredibly heavy and pulling it shut hurt him, though everything was painfully heavy for him right now, as his torso felt like it had been held together with some cheap string. He gave the Nord a cold look, the same look he gave to Petra before head-butting her in the face, which caused him to stand down and stutter as he backed away.

<p class="MsoNormal">The Argonian thought that he had intimidated him into keeping his mouth shut but in fact his glare had the opposite effect.

<p class="MsoNormal">“He’s escaping! Get down her-!” His screams were cut short as Kaizen grabbed him through the bars and his agonised shrieks echoed throughout the dungeons as he killed him as quickly as he could, using the most brutal methods he was capable of in that situation.

<p class="MsoNormal">Kaizen had reacted too slowly as he heard the door burst open and the clanging of armoured boots, as the guards came to investigate. All he had was a cheap rustic sword, some torn up shrouded armour, a battered shepherd’s coat and the urge to get back home.

<p class="MsoNormal">C’mon, stay standing…

<p class="MsoNormal">Too weak…

<p class="MsoNormal">They’re mere children, barely any better than those teenagers you cut down in that camp!

<p class="MsoNormal">The pain…

<p class="MsoNormal">You have to get back home!

<p class="MsoNormal">Petra…

<p class="MsoNormal">You cannot…

<p class="MsoNormal">Will not…

<p class="MsoNormal">Let her down!

<p class="MsoNormal">