She is the Night (Sir-Oni)

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Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

As Eleanor spots the body and makes her way quietly over to it she holsters one gun to check the man over though the amount of blood that he was lying in gave away that he was dead before she checked for any signs of life. Still, before she follows the bloody footprints the mercenary checks to see if the man has anything of worth on his person. Once pocketing anything of value she takes out her second pistol again and quietly follows the tracks, keeping in the shadows and always checking corners before heading around them.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

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HP = 57, PP = 51, EP = 40, Status = Fine, Static

The shiny something lying next to the mans body proved to be the hilt of a sword, the blade of which was trapped underneath the corpse. Pulling it out, the hilt was made of polished silver, and despite the fact that it had been underneath the corpse, it showed no signs of blood or grime on its blade. It was a classical longsword, of a type rarely used in Badaria since the army had switched over to using firearms. It was clearly well maintained and of excellent make, its balance perfect and its blade sharp. It even seemed to glow softly, though that was probably just the sunlight reflecting off of it.

Giving the body a quick search, she found that he seemed to have been shot several times, which was not all that surprising given his choice in weapons. He wore a metal breastplate underneath his clothing, but it had several holes punched into it. Rifling through his pockets, he seemed to have collected a number of things while he'd been here, including some small pocket change, a trio of dark stones similar to the one she'd found on the bodies of the plant things, and two sections of a grayish skin that partially changed color as she touched them or held them against a surface of a different color. The area around her remained silent and still, almost eerily so, as she worked over the dead man for anything else he might have, though all she found was a ledger of the things he'd been selling. Apparently this man had been a fairly successful treasure hunter, of sorts, though he'd had to kill most of what he'd sold.

The street ran ahead, but a little ways forward she could see an alley going to the right. All of the buildings around her were in various degrees of decay, though Eleanor suspected that the slums probably hadn't been in good shape even before the town had been abandoned.

(Get a One Handed Sword, in this case a longsword, that grants +3 to attack and damage rolls. Not particularly useful for you, I know, but that's what the dice gave you. Also, get 12 denarii, 3 darkhearts, and 2 stalker skins.)

 

[SirOni]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

Eleanors eyes lit up as she freed the blade from under the body. "Well, well, this could sell for a pretty penny," The young woman thought to herself as she eyed the weapon over, noting its exceptional, almost perfect quality and craftmanship. Yes, this could sell for a high price once she finished this contract.

Putting the blade to one side for a moment the merc continued to rummage through the corpses possessions, pocketing the money and Darkhearts though stopping when she came to the peculiar skins. Taking one out of the mans bag Eleanor begun to play around with it, a slight smile forming on her face as she noted the camoflaging ability of the hide. "Now this could make for a pretty nice body suit," Eleanor thought to herself as she bagged up the skin she was holding and then bagged up the remaining one. She also decided to pack the mans ledger, thinking that it may come in handy at some point. "Just hope I've found enough to make a full suit out of the stuff."

Eleanor then climbed to her feet and picked up the sword. The girl then frowned, realising that she had nothing big enough to store the sword and were she to take it with her it would surely get in the way. After several minutes thinking to herself Eleanor decided it would be better to risk carrying it with her, storing it as well as she can in her bag though with the intention of dumping it should the weapon become too much of a hinderance in her mission. After all once everything is done she could just look for it again.

As Eleanor came to the alleyway she would stop and rest against the wall, waiting for a moment for any indication of people being nearby. Should she not see or hear anything the girl would cautiously make her way down the alleyway using any cover to try and keep herself from being detected. If there is any sign of life the merc will wait there for a few moments to monitor what it was, and should it turn out to not be any enemies she'd cautiously make her way towards them. If they are the men she has been contracted to slay she will open fire on them, hoping the narrow alleyway will make it difficult for the men to retaliate.

((If enemies full round of Rend))

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

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HP = 57, PP = 51, EP = 40, Status = Fine, Static

The skins weren't large enough to make a full suit out of them, but it might be possible to make something small, like a short cloak or a shirt if she found a proper leather craftsman. If she wanted a full suit, Eleanor figured that she would probably need at least three more full skins worth of the strange stuff, and as she wasn't sure where it had come from to begin with, it seemed unlikely that she would get her wish in the near future. As she took the skins, the gems, the coins and the sword, nothing bothered her. The streets were eerily empty and silent, as was the alleyway the Eleanor took in order to continue her search.

Upon reaching the end of the alleyway, Eleanor spotted a trail of blood. Upon closer inspection, it led from left to right, where it gradually dropped to a trickle, though whoever had taken whatever wound this was from was certainly in trouble even though they'd evidently stopped much of the bleeding. The trail led down the street about a hundred feet, before it turned left, and entered into a two story building that might have been a very shady tavern before it had become a crumbling ruin. Whoever was inside, if they were still inside and still alive, was probably fairly badly hurt. The blood trail was fresh, so it was likely that they were still alive, and still present within the building, unless it possessed some other way out, which was doubtful given the clustered nature of the buildings in these parts.

 

[SirOni]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

Eleanor eyes the blood carefully, noting the erratic path the droplets had created. Keeping her pistols primed the mercenary decides to follow the trail, hoping that whoever the blood belonged to would be alive long enough to tell her who had done this to them.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

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HP = 57, PP = 51, EP = 40, Status = Fine, Static

Eleanor entered the building, her pistols drawn, and followed the trail of blood. It took her upstairs, and up against a small closed door. Pushing it open, she immediately found the source of the blood. A young woman was lying on a small bed, gasping in pain and slowly bleeding out. She had dark red hair, and wore loose, revealing robes of a similar color, though some of her garment was darkened by her blood. She had a wound somewhere in her belly, which Eleanor couldn't see since she was covering it up. As she entered the room, the girl looked up at her, blind terror mixing with the pain, and she squealed weakly, before closing her eyes and groaning in pain. When she opened them again, they were clouded over with pain, and she cried out; "Help.... Me..... Please...."

 

[SirOni]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

"Aww shit, this isn't good," Eleanor thinks to herself as she see's the injured woman on the floor, her wounds obviously fatal should they be left untreated any longer. But without the right items, or the training, what good could she do?

Eleanor handn't let the girls clothing slip past her either, to her this could be one of two things; a prostitute whos client decided to not pay her or a trap. Her clothing, as well as her injury would force most people to lower their guard only for them to be ambushed by the persons accomplices. She had seen it happen a few times before.

Deciding it was worth the risk Eleanor broke her Static and holstered one gun, keeping the other out just on the safe side. "I need to know what happened," Eleanor says as she makes her way to the injured woman and with her free hand she'd begin to start healing her.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

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HP = 57, PP = 51, EP = 40, Status = Fine

The injured woman recoils away from her touch as Eleanor approaches her. Her clothing suggested some sort of prostitute, but no prostitute was likely to make her way to a ruined, abandoned town on her own. She kept her eyes on Eleanors gun as she approached, but despite the unusual nature of the situation, the girl pulled her hand away from her abdomen, revealing a bloody entry wound. It was most certainly authentic, unless it was an extremely well made illusion. The hole was larger than what her own pistols would have produced, suggesting that it had been caused by a higher caliber weapon. She was bleeding badly, and was obviously in a great deal of pain, but she managed to gasp out; "Shot..... Me..... Help....."

She looked up at Eleanors face pleadingly, though no hope was evident on the girls face. She held her gaze there for a moment, her red eyes locked onto Eleanors, before they slowly started closing as her breath began to exhale....

 

[SirOni]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

Eleanor sighs and slightly shakes her head at the sight of the wound, knowing magic alone wont be enough to fix the woman up. "Doesn't look like she'll survive this if I don't do something..." Eleanor thinks to herself as the woman gets weaker and weaker.

Looking around the room for a moment the mercenary holsters her pistol once she was sure no one was going to suddenly run in. "Don't worry, I'm going to try to remove the bullet and heal you up. This may hurt a bit," Eleanor then attempts to remove the bullet from the wound, taking great care to not do more damage to the woman.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

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HP = 57, PP = 51, EP = 40, Status = Fine

The room seemed clear save for the dying woman, who shivered in pain even as Eleanor holstered her gun and approached her. She tries to keep Eleanors hands away from her wound, but she is incredibly weak, and as she pacifies the exhausted, dying girl, she examines her wound. It looked like it had been caused by a weapon larger than her handguns, probably a rifle, though she couldn't guess at the make unless she had the bullet in her hands. She didn't find any exit wound, so the shell was still inside, and she could only hope that it hadn't hit any major organs, in which case the girl was as good as dead. Sighing, she dug into the wound with her hands, and after a careful few moments, she pulled out a bent iron slug. Her hands were coated in blood, and the girl had passed out while she'd worked, but was still alive, for the moment. That would probably change within the next few minutes, however, if Eleanor didn't try to heal her with magic, as her breathing was incredibly shallow, and her skin was pale and cool.

 

[SirOni]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

Once she had removed the bullet from the wound Eleanor takes out several pieces of cloth from her bag, using one to wrap the bullet in for further examination later she uses the other couple to wipe the blood off her hands. Once she has done that the mercenary gets to work on healing the woman with her magic, hoping that the woman will pull through and will be in a good enough state to answer some questions.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

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HP = 57, PP = 51, EP = 38/40, Status = Fine

Rolls

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Casting: Success.
Healing: 8 + 6 = 14 x 2 = 28 Health restored.

After she'd cleaned her hands off and stored away the bullet she'd pulled out of the girls body, the injured girl passed out. Knowing that if she didn't get any healing quickly, she wouldn't survive, Eleanor cast a spell she knew was woefully inadequate for such a thing, but it appeared that luck was on her side, as she watched the wound knit itself closed as her magic did its work. The girls heartbeat was much stronger now, her breathing had become steady, and her skin pallor was already healthier. She was still unconscious, but after a few shakes, the injured woman awoke, her dark red eyes fluttering slightly before they turned up to look at Eleanor. She was suddenly lost in the depths of the girls eyes, the deep crimson seeming to draw her in, and hypnotize her, but after a moment, she broke the gaze and looked away, coughing for a few seconds, before she weakly whispered; "Thank you.... You... You saved me....."

 

[SirOni]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

Eleanor, already stretching her time thin by helping the woman and eager to continue tracking the men she was contracted to find ignored or failed to notice the woman mesmerised by her eyes.

"You don't have to thank me," Eleanor begins, urgency in her voice. "But I need to know who did this to you. I'm after a group of people who have kidnapped a couple of girls." Eleanor then takes out the emblem that she always carries around with her and shows the woman. "Did any of the people have an emblem like this on them?"

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

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HP = 57, PP = 51, EP = 38/40, Status = Fine

The injured woman kept her gaze around Eleanors nose as she spoke, refusing to meet her eyes, and then replied; "They.... They were humans, with guns....." About what Eleanor had expected, and far too vague for her to assume one way or another. Taking a deep breath, the woman continued; "Most.... They had dark skin. Except.... Except for one. He was pale, like you." That sounded better, as the men who had killed her lover were all Badarian, and fairly pale, though she disliked the idea of being compared to them. After another pained gasp, the girl stared at the mark Eleanor showed her, and after studying it for a moment, continued once more, keeping her voice low; "Yes.... I think... the Pale one, he wore one of those.... On his shoulder. Just above his heart."

 

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Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

Eleanor's eyes narrow and her mouth stretches into a twisted smile. "So one of those bastards is here," She thinks to herself, the womans grip tightening on the emblem for a moment before she pockets it once more. "I'll make that piece of shit squeal like a pig before ending his life."

"Thanks, you have no idea how much more enjoyable you've made this mission for me," The mercenary says, as Eleanor gets up and sits on the bed she takes one of the woman's hands in her own and as gently as she can the mercenary helps the woman up to her feet, allowing the woman to sit down if she so chooses to do so.

For a moment Eleanor's gaze fell to the womans figure, now cured of her injuries the womans body seems enticing, teasing her Eleanor until she snaps her vision back. "Before I have to go can you tell me how you ended up in that state? Was you kidnapped by the men or did you just get in their way? Oh yeah, I'm Eleanor by the way." She adds hastily at the end.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

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HP = 57, PP = 51, EP = 38/40, Status = Fine

The woman looked confused at Eleanors words, but allowed herself to be tenderly lifted to her feet, but as Eleanor sat down, she did as well. She seemed very weak, but as she stared down at herself, the young woman slowly and inexplicably tugged the blood-stained robe over her head and let it fall to the floor. She wore nothing underneath it, and the redhead had a perfect pair of breasts, round and full but without any hint of sagging, and capped with a pair of tiny pink nipples. The robe was also the only thing covering her womanhood, but all Eleanor could see from this angle was a short patch of trimmed, red fuzz.

"They... Tried to capture me. With a net. But, I ran, and one of them shot me. I fell, but they just left me there... I didn't see where they went, it just.... It hurt too much. I don't think that I got very far. My name..... My name is Aulekia." The girls responses were labored and clipped, but also slightly guarded, and Eleanor got the impression that she wasn't telling her everything. She had a slight accent, and she was probably from the far North, judging by her dark red hair. She gazed into Eleanors eyes once again, and the mercenary felt that strange hypnotic effect begin once more as she looked into those crimson orbs. She spoke, but Eleanor was too strongly enraptured to notice the hunger evident on her face or in her voice; "You... You saved.... My life. Please... Let me repay you." She began leaning toward Eleanor, her lips slightly parted. The girl was still clearly weak from her injury, and even had she been at her best, Eleanor thought that she could probably quite easily overpower the petite redhead, but with those dark red eyes so mystifying her, she wasn't entirely sure that she even wanted to resist the kiss that was slowly coming toward her.

 

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Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

"...Aulekia, that's a pretty name..." Eleanor comments quietly, entranced by the womans beauty she barely paid attention to anything else she had said. "You must be a long way from home... Don't see many woman with hair or an accent like yours..." The mercenary runs her fingers through the redheaded womans hair, their lips almost touching.

"I shouldn't want this... shouldn't be doing this..." Eleanor thinks to herself as one hand slides to the womans waist, the other resting on the back of her head as she kisses Aulekia. First gently; loving soft kisses lasting barely a second, though quickly leading up to more passionate kisses lasting several seconds with a hint of tongue as Eleanor pulls the girl to herself, Aulekia's bare breasts pressing against Eleanors clothed breasts. Despite her doubts about the girls story, after all she's been in this business for a while now and have come across many deceitful people, Eleanor allows herself to get swept up in the lust.

"I... I really should get back to my mission..." Eleanor says quietly as she pulls away from the kiss, her breathing laboured by the sudden rush of lust and her forehead resting against Aulekia's, the mercenaries eyes never leaving hers. "Though... it has been some time since... well, since my last time..." Despite her obvious conflictions Eleanor had begun to unfasten her armour, slowly undoing each buckle until, finally, the last one had been undone. Letting her leather corset-armour fall to the floor, now only wearing her short shorts and shirt. "I... I really can't stay for long..." Eleanor mutters quietly, her face beginning to flush red at the thought of what is about to happen.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

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HP = 57, PP = 51, EP = 38/40, Status = Fine

Aulekia shivers slightly just as Eleanors lips meet hers, and she very softly runs her hands over the mercenaries sides as she presses their chests together, the caress barely sensed but pleasant nonetheless. "Yes... Very far from home...." Aulekia softly whispered into Eleanors mouth, before she allows the kiss to deepen, her soft lips parting and pressing against Eleanors more insistently as an agile tongue danced through their joined mouths.

She kept her gaze focused on Eleanors eyes, and she remained almost hypnotized as she felt the tension in the air rising. As her leather corset was removed and allowed to fall to the floor, the young redhead smiled softly as she looked into Eleanors eyes and, in a low, husky whisper, said; "I can tell.... We have long enough...." She kissed her again, the hands that had been caressing her sides now slowly unbuttoning her shirt, trying to free Eleanors bust completely, and very quickly succeeding unless Eleanor tried to stop her. Her chest now bare, she could feel the tips of her partners breasts, hardened like little pebbles, rubbing against her skin. All the while, the other girls mouth pressed into Eleanors, not quite aggressive, but not quite gentle either, and an eager tension quickly built in her tummy at the prospect of what was about to happen.

 

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Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

Eleanor lets out a low gasp as her shirt is removed, the air cool on her breasts. The mercenary melts into the kiss, allowing the redhead's tongue to enter her mouth Eleanor kisses her back, coiling and entwining her tongue against Aulekia's. As they continue to kiss Eleanor moves her hands over the womans waist, sliding over and resting her hands on Aulekia's buttocks as she lies back, pulling the redhead down and on top of her.

 

[Tassadar]

Re: Eleanor (Sir-Oni)

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HP = 57, PP = 51, EP = 38/40, Status = Fine

Aulekia climbed atop Eleanor eagerly as she leaned back onto the bed that was still stained with her blood, the girls weakness vanishing rapidly as her tongue danced lithely against Eleanors. Her rear was soft and round, and she moaned lightly into the kiss as her hand rested on them, a sound of wanton, primal need that made her entire body tingle as it entered her ears. Their breasts rubbed against one another as Aulekia slid up Eleanors body, continuing the needy kiss for several seconds as her arms rested on either side of Eleanors head. She stayed that way for almost a minute, their breasts rubbing against one another, before the petite girls and snaked downwards, fingertips rubbing softly against the skin of Eleanors neck, then her breasts, pausing there to spin a few slow circles around one of her nipples, before continuing down along her belly until they reached her shorts. Deftly, Aulekia undid the top button, and then the next, until her last garments were wide open.

Only then did the redhead break the kiss, her tongue retreating into her mouth and her soft lips breaking away from Eleanors to softly plant a kiss against her chin, and then against her, slowly working her way down Eleanors body until she took one of the tips of her breasts in her mouth, her tongue darting against it and sending shivers of delightful sensation into her body. Each jolt of pleasure brought with it another sensation, however, that sent tremors throughout her entire body, mind and soul. She slowly began dragging Eleanors shorts down her legs while still licking and sucking on her nipple.