hangs back in the shadows watching him, one hand on one of his knives.

watches silently with Sadiq "How we gonna do this? Both attack, or did you want me to lure him into a false sense of security?"

pauses to consider that. "Hmm... The second one sounds like more fun."

slips her dagger away "Off I go~" Before approaching Torsten with a cheery grin "Hey there~"

((OMG YOU GUYS ARE SO MEAN D: *woke up to "we're gonna attack you lol" ffff*))

frowns, since he was in his room at the inn and he doesn't know this girl, "Um, hi?"

((It's SO much fun though!))

watches from the hallway, having managed to keep the door propped open enough for him to watch.

smiles sweetly at him, and traces a finger down his chest "I kinda need a place to stay, think you can put me up here for the night? I don't

_really wanna deal with that girl downstairs..."

narrows his eyes a little, "Um. The floorspace is free, but." Her touch doesn't hold the same intensity he'd come to expect...

pouts, "You'd put me on the floor? Here I was hoping I'd get to share a bed with a cutie.."

frowns, "Y-you'd have to ask the cutie who actually uses the bed."

tilts her head "This isn't your room?"

inclines his head toward the chair, "I don't sleep." after a minute, "But no, this is my room."

he is sorely missing out on a luxury "Why don't you sleep?"

getting a little bored with just watching, though it is fun to watch Shali again.

doesn't think he should be divulging this much to a stranger, but, "Because she's there." He doesn't /let/ himself sleep anymore.

knows what they came to do, but now she's curious "Who's 'She'?"

blushes, "Just a girl." While he's still suspicious of this infiltration of his room, his defenses are downnn.

slides up behind Sadiq, pressing a danger against his throat, keeping her voice to a very low whisper so only he can hear. "Not very bright_

are you two? That's my room~"

(*dagger, danger, stfu Aland, I'm tired.)

grins widely at the knife to his throat. Oh it just got so much more interesting. He fights back his laughter. "That's exactly what we were_

counting on." His own dagger is soon pressed back against her stomach. "All the players are here now." He keeps his voice low to match_

her's.

what exactly is it Sadiq is doing, but she can't see into the hall "Just a girl? I'm looking for a girl, maybe it's the same one?"

hisses. "Oh, are we going to play a game of chicken? Because I can survive a stomach wound, but the chances of you living are slim."

doesn't appreciate that idea, "Surely not, she isn't anybody from around here."

isn't going to drop his knife as he presses it back some more. "Not if I catch the right artery, you'll bleed out just like I will." He's_

still grinning despite his situation. "Are we going to continue to hide in the shadows or join the party?"

presses the blade down, letting it bite into the skin just a touch. "He's neutral, your fight is with me. Call her out of there and we'll_

have our own party."

leans back into her with that, his own blade dangerously close. "We don't discriminate between sides." With that he pushes back on her some_

more, his free hand going up and knocking her knife away from his throat, albeit leaving a nice shallow cut there.

hears something in the hallways and stares at the door listening closely "Sadiq?" She slips a dagger out of her sleeve, clutching it tightly

_not forgetting about Torsten, as she grabs him and holds the dagger to his throat. "Move forward into the hall. Slowly."

inhales sharply, pressing himself back against her and doing what she told him to, wishing he had some sort of weapon to fight back. He's _

irritated with himself for not paying attention to what was going on, eyes widening a bit as he catches sight of Alise in the hall.

grins at the sight of her "Hey there choir girl, miss me?"

growls, putting her blade away and grabbing her sword. I should have killed you when I had the chance, demonic hag. Let him go and we'll_

fight this out like big girls."

had switched his own knife for his sword, keeping himself between her and Shali. "Now now no need to get all excited."

generally freaked the hell out; he's never been this close to one of these skirmishes, he always heard about them later.

this is the most fun she's had in awhile "You couldn't have killed me if you tried hun. Now really, don't big girls know when to give up?"

really wants to kill them both but Torsten's safety comes first. "Let him go and I'll put my sword away. There's no need for him to be_

involved in this."

a firm told on him. "I don't trust you. So no."

holds her sword to the side, bringing one hand up. "I, unlike you, will not and do not lie about anything."

hums "Sadiq, can you grab her sword for me? This one thinks she's got tricks up her sleeve, I can feel it..."

if Alise is really capable of... he doesn't know if they really have any hope of fighting off these people.

nods thoughtfully as he grabs her sword from her. Not pausing to look it over. "We kind of came to play with both of you, not just one."

glares. "I kept my word now let him go."

glances over to Sadiq "Think I should let him go? We could still have more fun with him..."

raises his brow as he sheaths his own sword, opting to hold onto the girl's for now. "How about I take him off your hands. You want to have_

you're fun with the girl. Personally, I'm more interested in him."

keeps the hopelessness out of his eyes, but only just. It was all he could do not to glare/flounder under the darker man's words.

grins "Sounds good to me~" Before shoving Torsten at Sadiq and pointing her dagger at the girl "Ready choir girl?"

they should know that they aren't ones for keeping their word.

grins, this working out in her favour as she throws herself at the man, grabbing her sword's blade and pushing Torsten. "Run! Get help!"

very much to run like hell out of the inn, but isn't about to leave her behind, so just feigns leaving, hiding in the stairway.

barely stumbles as he frowns, twisting out from under her he opts to follow after the kid. Shaliza could handle the woman on her own.

spares a glance at Sadiq, before grinning at the girl "Well hey there..."

groans as he hears the steps after him, running the rest of the way down the stairs and out the door.

figures that he can at least get him away from her.

grabs her hammer off her back, swinging the large weapon with one hand easily, warming up her swinging arm. "How dare you touch him."

she'll be have to be a bit quick on her feet for this. Daggers she could use against swords fine, but who the hell uses a hammer? "Ah, _

you would be that girl he was talking about then..interesting."

down the stairs like a shot, stopping him at the door as he slides in front of him, his sword pressing into his chest. "You can't outrun me_

you're a mailman. I'm so much more."

flinches, glaring, "And what would you... do to me, anyway? Being as I'm just a postman."

glares. "Keep your harpy claws off of him." closes her eyes briefly. God, lend me your strength." grins as she opens her eyes. "Eisen, lets

have some fun again today!" runs at the girl, swinging her hammer like a baseball bat.

ducks under the swing, running forward and behind her, slashing upwards with the dagger on her way past "Harpy claws? He didn't seem to _

mind to much when I touched him...he was even going to let me split a bed with him.."

drops the sword a bit as he closes the gap, pushing him back up against a wall. His sword still readily held as he shrugs. His freehand_

going to his neck, fingers brushing his jaw. "You know I haven't figured that out yet, but I'm sure I could think of something."

would laugh if he wasn't scared out of his mind, his easily-seen-through facade failing, "I-I..." He doesn't know how he should even_

respond to something like that, so he focuses on being able to breath.

pulls out a pair of crude looking shackles, the hand at the boy's throat dropping to do so. He closes one around one of his wrists. "Put_

the other one on will you?"

snorts, swinging the hammer back with ease like a pendulum. "I'm so sure. That's why he was dodging your inquiries. He doesn't want you~"

knows he shouldn't obey the scary man with the sword, but can't really think of what else to do, complying and further damning himself.

rolls off to the side, dodging her and damn wishing she had a sword "Oh? You weren't there for the whole time sweetheart"

laughs. "I know him, I know what he likes and it ain't you dear." is having fun because she can keep her from getting close.

switches his sword for his knife as he glances about the main floor of the inn. No one else was around so that suited him just fine. "For_

every wound my friend gets, you get double. I'm no strangers to blood."

takes a deep breath, "I wouldn't think so, but.." he hesitates to say that he thought the man would be into more /scarring/ ways of hurting.

leans a bit closer to him. "But what? Cause I'm more than open to torture too... the things I've done to people. I love the sight of blood_

it thrills me more than anything else." He drags the tip of the knife down the kid's face, drawing blood till it stained his blade. "I _

wonder what your girlfriend will do when she sees what I will do to you."

winces, trying to ignore the sear of the blade. He, actually, is quite new to the idea of being cut or hurt. He's been lucky. Clearly not_

anymore, but beforehand. He was glad that it was something like this, though, rather than something more bodily, stifling a little whimper.

moves the knife to the collar of his shirt, cutting it down the front. "She is your girlfriend right?"

inhales sharply again, "S-sure, I don't know," because he doesn't know and isn't a good liar.

presses the point of the knife into the kid's side. "You're a neutral right?"

closes his eyes, "Yes, neutral, yes..."

sighs a bit. "What do you have in your pockets kid?"

opens his eyes again, "Just money for today's food, you're free to have it," He doesn't care about that small sum, with the cuts throbbing..

shakes his head. "Nah not worth it. Hurting a neutral though... hmm... I'm not without my morals."

inclines his chin, "So that threat earlier was only because you thought I took a side...?" he should really keep quiet.

shakes his head. "Nope. I'm still going to hurt you, it's way to much fun, you like you'll be entertaining as well."

smiles ruefully, tugging at the shackles, "Couldn't blame me for a-asking." He's proud of his composure! And also scared in his core.

shrugs a bit and lifts the knife to his lips, licking at the traces of blood on it. "You're a good kid, but you're not strong."

if he tastes it in the blood, but finally just decides to keep quiet, trying to determine how much he's bled and /look/ stronger.

moves his knife back to his skin, pressing it against him again and drawing more blood. "You're not fighting back at all. You should fight_

back."

frowns, knowing he'll probably fail if he tries, and knowing that if the other guy /wants/ him to... ah well, he lifts a knee quickly to_

get at his attacker's gut, realizing a little too late that he should've gone for the crotch instead.

amused by the attempt, deciding to let it catch him he makes a show of stumbling back.

's eyes light up a little, taking a few steps toward the door, as if to escape. Gullible.

slides back into a crouch as soon as his back is turned to him. He easily catches up to him with a leap, his knife sinking into his shoulder

_."Good try, very good try, but you're not fast enough."

yelps in pain, falling face-first against, and through, the door, "F-fuck," and he never really curses, so.

straddles him as he pulls the knife back, running a finger over the blade. "You've got to try harder than that."

realizes it'll be increasingly harder to fight back if he keeps getting cut, trying to buck the larger man off of his back so he can try_

at running again.