Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20150822030556/@comment-26362067-20170120040938

(Well, fuck. I'm a... actually, I don't even know what to call myself right now. Anyway, down to writing.)

"Ha!" Kaili snorted. "This is the Cove, you're not gonna be hunted down for a simple whack-and-bash. Bouts happen all the time; it's part of the daily parcel of living here. People aren't dumb enough to go after someone who kicked their ass once alrea--why in fucking hell are you grinning like that?" The question was directed at Hebline, who had let loose a slightly sinister grin as she realized which mob Lyko and Jorey were talking about.

"Oh, me?" Hebline looked at Kaili, a little surprised, before her grin came back. "Let's just say I had a little fun with that mob..." The Huntress twirled the shortened Judgement in her hand, the movement so fast it was almost invisible, before tapping it against her right thigh. "They won't be paying a visit to anyone for a while. Bruises, fractures, broken bones - I think one or two may be dead, actually." Judgement stopped moving as Hebline thought to herself. The whole battle had been a whirlwind of excitement and banging people up. Experience and instinct had taken over, her body moving without much conscious thought, and the details were a little hazy - possibly in part because of the alcohol she'd had afterwards.

Kaili stared at Hebline for a few moments, then grinned herself. "Shame I wasn't there - I would have loved to see that."

Hearing the pirate, Hebline chuckled. "I doubt you could have seen anything. I could barely see myself in that dust cloud," she told Kaili.

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"Damn it!" Isolde had done her best to follow Silver and his companion, but lost them when they boarded a boat ride. She didn't like not being able to get back the manifest, but knew better than to hail another boat ride to follow them - doing that just raised the chances of them finding out they were being followed.

Isolde sighed, bleakly realizing that she'd have to report to Kaili. Disappointing her best friend was something Isolde hated to do, but she couldn't do much else. She certainly wasn't going to catch up to the thieves now.