Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20150822030556/@comment-25924729-20150916021552

Lyko leaned aside and looked behind the woman who addressed him, letting out an appreciative whistle at the sight of broken men in the street.

He was still unsure what to make of her. He recognised her as the violent woman from the Harbour, but had no clue why she would be here or talking to him. When she mentioned the knife throwing incident, he tensed up.

''Oh shit... She's onto me!''

The husky subtly reached for a knife behind his belt, ready to defend himself from the perceived threat. But instead, the woman congratulated him a smile. He finally decided she wasn't hostile.

"Nah... it was nothing. I just can't stand racism." Extending his knife-free hand to shake. "Name's Lyko, and you're a hell of a fighter, ma'am. You wouldn't have seen two magician loo-..."

He trailed off as he looked down the street again. The rain was driving most people back indoors, and the reduced crowds made it easy to spot two figures hurrying away, one of them was wearing a cheap magician's top hat...

"Hey, stop!!" Lyko screamed, throwing the knife and catching the assistant behind her knee, the girl went down, hard. While her employer kept running.

"It's been a nice chat ma'am, but i've got an asshole to catch," Lyko drew another handful of daggers. "though i could use some help..." he winked suggestively, before racing off in pursuit of the theif, hoping Hebline would follow.