Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140323001956/@comment-3293219-20140324121509

It had been a long, hard night but Kaizen had finally left the wilderness and began his journey along the Blue Road.

He could barely managed anything more than a shuffle as his wounds were agonising to begin with, his legs were aching from the amount of walking, running, fighting and shambling he had done over the course of the night and he had lost a lot of blood.

''Finally… ''

''B-Blue Road… ''

''Just… ''

''F-Follow it… ''

The Black Argonian’s right arm was all but completely dead, he could barely move his fingers and everything else was completely lifeless. His elbow wouldn’t bend and he couldn’t move his shoulder, the limb just hung by his side as he was too afraid of touching it.

The gash across his stomach sent a shooting pain through his body, whenever he took a step, the pain of it had reduced his walk to a slight shuffle, making progress very slow. It had taken him the best part of six hours to get to the Blue Road; he knew this, because the sun was just coming up, lighting up the way in front of him.

The darkness of the night’s sky had faded and the sky had turned pink, Kaizen stopped to look at it as he breathed in and out, to catch his breath.

''Almost there… Don’t stop now… ''

He swallowed and moved on, that stop had done more harm than good as he was even more unsteady on his feet, causing him to stumble forward as his legs had gone to jelly due to the exhaustion and the pain.

''C’mon… She’s waiting… ''

He looked up and saw that the gates of Cheydinhal were approaching; he could see the tip of them, over the hill but doubt was beginning to overwhelm him as his vision began to darken and his wounds throbbed, heavily.

''C-C’mon… ''

Kaizen fell to his knees, on top of the hill and keeled over, onto his side, falling on the deep cut on his arm. He was too exhausted to even emote but he was screaming inside, his wounds were incredibly sensitive and it almost killed him, when his coat brushed against them.

This was like a whole new layer of hell…

He slowly opened his eyes as he saw the hazy figure of a girl, in a green dress, carrying a basket. He couldn’t see her head, so he had no idea what she looked like or even what race she was. She was fare skinned, so she must be an Imperial, Breton or possibly a Nord but she looked far too nimble to be the latter.

The girl must have come from the woods but Kaizen didn’t see her emerge, due to the fact that his perception was failing him. He could see her, running over to him, in a peculiar fashion. She ran in a slight shuffle, presumably to keep her useless, backless shoes on her feet, to prevent them flying off if she picked up the pace. She was clutching the basket, intently, as if she feared that he’d jump up and grab it off of her as soon as he was in range and as soon as she was stood next to him, she crouched down, revealing her face to him.

He couldn’t register the face but he noted something important, her hair…

Short, red hair, that she had to brush away from her face as she looked over him, showing her concern for his condition.

''Thank Sithis… ''

“Petra…” He whispered, smiling as he passed out in front of her. He was finally able to let go, knowing that he was in safe hands.

-

Tabith sat at her desk, burying her head in her hands as she tried to write a report on what had happened. She grew more and more frustrated as she found herself unable to write and she, eventually, threw her quill across the desk and fell back into her chair.

''Bloody machine… ''

She huffed and looked down at her bracelet, the one that Nepht made her, when she first moved to Cheydinhal. She closed her eyes and smiled, wondering what trouble she was getting up to right now, whether or not she was in Riften yet.

Her trail of thought was interrupted as her door was opened, the guardsman didn’t bother to knock, so it must be important.

“Captain!” He greeted her, stepping in and standing to attention.

She got out of her chair and stood to face him, this must be serious.

“Yes?”

“We’ve found him…”

She rolled her eyes and sighed, slightly relieved that they found the bugger before he did more damage.

“Good, make sure you find a good enough room to hold him in this time…”

“N-No…

Not the... Machine…”

He paused and looked around, suddenly growing worried as he had heard of what this Argonian had done and he honestly felt safer, knowing that he was out there.

“The Argonian…”

Tabith’s face grew emotionless as she absorbed the news, she frowned and glanced away.

“Where is he?”

“In one of the cells, a girl, from Harm’s Folley found him on the road; he’s in pretty bad shape.”

''Good, the bastard… ''

“Thank you for informing me, I’ll get an interrogation set up and meet you downstairs, in a few hours.”

The guard just nodded and left, desperate to get out of his boss’ sight. Tabith stood, waiting for him to shut the door before turning around and releasing the grin, that she had been suppressing for so long.

Now I’ve got you…