entrancelogs | Could use some help

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Could use some help

Who: Belkar, Tony Eisler (open)
Where: In one of the hallways somewhere around the mansion
When: Towards the end of September, while the annexing thing was still going on
Rating: PG-PG13?
Summary: Tony is paying a severe price for his poor choice of language, and would greatly appreciate it if someone would help him in his seemingly bleak goal of not dying a slow, pain-filled death. He would also prefer to retain his limbs.
the Story:
Tony twisted around hopefully to see if his attack hit, and swore profusely as he saw the psychotic midget flying towards him at full force, seemingly completely unscathed. He tripped and fell backwards, panicking as he felt a sharp pain in his previously uninjured leg. Feeling physically sick, he tried to ignore the blood that he suspected was not Belkar's.
Great, now what the hell was he supposed to do--he couldn't run away, and his remaining attacks were all ground-based. Despite not being quite the sharpest tack in the box, he knew that using Break Stomp now at this range would probably hurt him an awful lot more that his embarrassingly shorter aggressor.

"Crap!! A-aghh--!! Y-you bastard! M-my leg...!!! "

He put his arms over his face, wincing as he imagined how much Renee would be laughing at him for losing so spectacularly to someone so short.

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"Who's short now, random encounter!" Belkar put one foot on his victim's leg, and brandished his bloody knives in victory.

(he tried to just shut up to avoid angering the midget, but his manly pride prevented him from doing so.)

"o-ow--! Ehh--w-what're you talking about--even if you cut my legs off, i'm s-still taller than you--!"

"Eh? Maybe you're right. I should lop your head off too to even the score." Belkar grinned maniacally. "It'll make it easier to loot the body anyway."

E---ehh-?! Wahhhh!!! You--you're not being serious--you wouldn't--!!

(he tried to put the fact that Belkar probably would out of his mind.)

"Being chaotic evil means never having to say you're sorry."

Belkar poked him with the tip of his knife. "Of course, a random enounter like you can't be worth much loot."

(he flinched away from the knife, and made a choking sound)
W-wahh! Y-you---ahh!! Wh-what did you say--?!

"I called you a random encounter. But maybe that was being too nice, you squeal like a townsman NPC." Belkar poked him again.

"A-a WHAT?! Y-y--how dare you!! Arghhh--!! You little midget bastard--if I had my weapon you would be toast--!!

O-ow! get that thing away from me!!"

"Midget!?" Belkar growled, "You just don't learn do you?"

(Maybe I should have an alt show up... Tony's going to die otherwise.)

W-whatever--you're just going to kill me anyway!!

(Oh, that's fine with me~)

'Just matter of how fast." Belkar raised his knife...

Yujinn rounded the corner into the hallway, just in time to see a smallish looking bald man stab a wounded man on the floor.

Possibly, he cold have been more cautious, since he didn't know what the fight was about, but the spell was out before he could think properly. A blast of wind, to at least knock the smaller man aside.

(Tony yelped in surprise as the spell shot over his head, and tried to sit up--too fast, causing a searing pain in his side. He gave a slightly pathetic wail and fell back down again.)

S-shit... W-what--how in t-the hell--!?

Belkar was knocked o the side by the spell, and rebounded to his feet, glaring at the intruder.

"Who the hell are you? Do I need to teach you a lesson too?" He growled, ready to charge the new mage. Tony, he decided, was not really a thrat, so he left him out of the calculations.

"Is there a point to this violence?" Yujinn asked, preparing his next spell, but holding it, pending an explanation.

(Tony sat up slowly, and turned to look in the direction the spell came from.)

H-hey, you!! Look out--!!

Belkar paused to try kicking Tony in the face, and started in the direction of the mage.

Yujinn put his hand up. "Stop right there, I can blast you into a little pieces." He was mostly not-bluffing, he knew his own capabilities, but not the small man's.

_H-hit him now!! Quick--before he gets close, he's insa--
(Belkar's foot hit him square in the face, knocking him over again.)

Hey!!! What was THAT for?!!

Belkar looked over the mage. Sure, a wizard or sorcerer could be a problem, but he'd have to run out of spells eventually.

"Oh please, I think I can take you even on." Belkar snickered, not even counting Tony.

Then again, he could just stop by the kitchen instead, and get some free food.

"Oh whatever, I'm bored now." He picked up his discarded knife, but couldn't resist taking a swipe at Tony's arm with it as he was leaving.

Yujinn didn't lower his gard until the little man was out of sight down the passageway. He breathed a sigh, releasing the power from his hands.

(Tony sat up, embarrassed, dizzy, and positively fuming. He was sorely tempted to aim an attack at the disappearing figure, but did not particularly want to risk incuring his wrath. His head was beginning to spin, so he lay back down again, looking exhausted.)

E-ehh...
(he turned his head slightly to face Yujinn. He knew he should thank the older man, but his now completely battered pride got in the way again.)
...Hnng--W-why did you do that!? I-I would have been--ow--fine--!!!

"Of course, you look positively fine." Yujinn smirked, "You were surely luring him into a false sense of security, by blocking his blows with your face."

Yujinn began chanting, a spell that would at least stop the bleeding.

Eh--rghhh--Aghh! I didn't-- You're such a--Aghh! My face is fi--(he put a hand to his face to prove his point, and yelped with surprise when he felt something wet--he swore as he realised that either one of his spectacular falls or Belkar's kick had given him a bloody nose.

What the hell are you-- (he stops mid-sentance, as he realises that the weird chanting is actually making him feel slightly better.)

Yujinn finished the spell. It would be enough to prevent the man from being crippled at least.

"Ahh, you see? Your witty repertoire demonstrates your mental competence."

H-hey, are you trying to insult me?! Why, you--Aghh-- Grhh-- Whaddya mean, "mental competence"--!?

(...It was hard to put on a dignified demeanor while lying on the floor looking pretty pathetic.)

Yujinn's smile was the very epitome of innocence. "You see, if you had any, you might know what I meant by that."

"Can you walk?"

R-rrrgh!!! I know what "mental competence" is!!

...Y-yes, of course!!! I'm not an invalid!
(To be honest, he had absolutely no idea if he could or not. But he really didn't want this guy around in case he found out the latter.)

"Ahh, well then you should know that I am indeed mocking you." He kept grinning.

"Oh good, I don't need to cast another healing spell. Usually it takes more than one..." Yujinn dusted off his hands and stood himself.

Why, you-- (he paused mid-rant, trying to remember what the older man had originally said.) Arrghh!! Stop laughing at me, dammit!! Its not funny!!!

Ehh-- healing spell...
(Tony made a choking sound as he realised the implications of what Yujinn said, and floundered about for a second trying to think of something to say in response. Without success.)
U-uhh--ahh...

"It is actually." He giggled, "But I'm done."

Yujinn smirked. "Yeeeesss?"

Rrr-rgh... No-no it's not! Y-you're doing it again!!

(he flinches, and looks at the ground)
Agh--n-nothing!! Umm...

Yujinn laughed, covering his mouth with one hand.

"You weren't going to ask for help or anything? Because I don't mind."

O-of course not!! I don't need any help from the likes of you--!!

Yujinn shrugged, "Alright, bye." He wouldn't have left if the man was in danger of dying but...

(Tony sat up looking slightly surprised--that was not really the answer he was expecting, although come to think of it, he didn't really know what he was hoping Yujinn would do...)

F-fine--! Whatever! (he kicked himself mentally for being so damn proud.) "Ehh--I'm sure it's fine, I feel a little better, anyway...."

Yujinn shook his head, but decided to cast one more spell, to be certain the man could walk. Anything else, he'd have to heal naturally.

And then he left.

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