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Posted: Thu, 16/06/2022 20:51 (3 Years ago)
Paradox watched as the woman climbed down, annoyance flickering in his stomach. It wasn't the easiest thing for him to offer his assistance to others, and her quite callous ignorance of it irked him. He did suppose that was better than actually having to aid her. As she attempted to walk, though, it became clear to him that, whether she wanted it or not, she needed help. Shaking his head, he stepped forwards and caught her arm. He had to consciously stop himself from being too rough. "Hang on," he said, irritation somehow mixing with an unusual hint of concern in his tone. "You aren't going anywhere until we get that fixed. Sit down."

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Posted: Thu, 16/06/2022 19:47 (3 Years ago)
Sighing, he shifted his weigh and crossed his arms. He had no clue how he was going to care for her wound; that wasn't a subject he possessed much knowledge in. Why she found the need to continue in her obstinacy even whilst clearly badly injured, he might never know. "And I even fewer to trust you; I suppose we've picked a rather inopportune situation to find ourselves in. However, I did just exert quite the effort to assist in keeping you alive, so it would be a rather foolish waste of time if I left you up there to bleed out. If you can't get down on your own and it would irk your pride too much for me to catch you, I'll have to come up there and carry you down, and I don't think you'd particularly enjoy the rough landing that would entail."

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Posted: Thu, 16/06/2022 19:05 (3 Years ago)
A cry from a building behind him broke Paradox out of his momentary amazed triumph. Allowing himself no further time to catch his breath, he pelted towards it, expecting the worst. The last monster was lying motionless on the ground, and above it on a platform crouched the small thief, breathing heavily. On closer inspection, he noticed a blaze of dark, shiny red on her leg. Grimacing and hurrying over, he called, "Hey, everything alright? Do you think you can get down?" He cast a glance at the beast on the ground. It was impressive that she'd knocked it out so thoroughly. Pausing, he added, "If your leg is damaged, you could jump down and I'll catch you."

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Posted: Thu, 16/06/2022 05:48 (3 Years ago)
Reacting nearly instantly, he bent his knees, dropping low before darting out of the way of the monster pelting after the woman. An odd feeling, almost like relief, rippled through him as he watched her overwhelm it. Paradox was quickly learning that her small stature should not be allowed to deceive anyone into thinking she was anything less than competent when it came to protecting herself. What pipe? he wanted to ask, but the beast stalking him charged before he could ask. As he sprinted to the left, forcing the monster to change its course, he spotted the long drainpipe he assumed she had meant running down the wall of the gate.

Head spinning, he ran straight at the wall, leaping at it in a way that made it look almost as if he were about to attempt to run up it. Pushing off the structure, he somersaulted over the creature, grabbing the pipe as he did so and letting his momentum wrench it free. Paradox landed a little to the left of the monster and, without so much as a moment of hesitation to even gather his bearings, brought the pipe down on its skull. Short of breath, he just stared at it. He had no idea where that had come from or what had given him the idea to try it, but at least it had worked.

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Posted: Thu, 16/06/2022 04:34 (3 Years ago)
"Pretty boy?" he thought incredulously. Goodness, she sure liked to talk. Still, due to reasons unbeknownst to him, her smart-alecky words irritated him enough, even in the middle of such a dire confrontation, to elicit a response. "Ah, that's right. I'd forgotten we were both canines. I did recall your status, though; it's rather memorable." Shaking his head, he, just for a moment, remarked on how foolish the situation was. There was a reason the heads of the other Houses allowed their subordinates to complete their duties for them, and instances like this seemed to be a prime example of said reason; there was no risk to life or limb if one never left their estate. For some reason, though, Paradox found himself willing to do as the woman said. There was no reason for her to not attempt to allow him to die and use his body as a distraction while she fled, but she seemed at least somewhat reasonable and surely was aware how ineffective that would be. Beasts such as these would let no prey flee unscathed. With a grimace, he added, "But sure, fine. Whatever it is you're planning, do it quickly."

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Posted: Thu, 16/06/2022 03:27 (3 Years ago)
These beasts were the likes of which Paradox had never seen. Though he was comparatively well-versed in every-day occurrences, at least for a descendant of a House, he was still admittedly rather sheltered. These monsters were hungry and feral; there was no reason in their demonic eyes. The more he looked at them, the more blood he saw spattered on their pelts. They had killed at least forty guards, and if nothing was done, he and the woman would soon be added to a total that could never satisfy their empty bellies. "No chance," he shook his head. "I'm an aristocrat, but that doesn't mean I'm some callous dog who lets others to fight my battles. Besides, they're at least twice your size." As another beast began to stalk forwards, he threw a punch at its snout, causing it to let out a hiss and retreat. Pain wouldn't hold them for long, though; hunger would always trump all in the end.

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Posted: Thu, 16/06/2022 02:16 (3 Years ago)
Oh. My. Goodness. This woman was going to drive him insane. Thankfully, Paradox possessed quite the experience in chasing people who wanted desperately to avoid being coerced to part with their deeply adored wealth. Intelligence was his tool, and he used it to the fullest during these pursuits. There were a number of places a fugitive would never be expected to flee to; the barracks, the jail, and the town hall, for instance. He doubted the thief would risk the high concentration of soldiers near those first two, and the town hall was in the complete opposite direction, but on a hunch, he dropped back, beginning to chart a path towards the town gates. He couldn't make use of the same shortcuts she could, but that didn't mean he couldn't make his way around with nearly equal efficiency.

As he, chest heaving, approached the exit to the town, a location that few ever dared come near nowadays with the exceptions of the multitude of soldiers positioned there to prevent the feral, violent beasts from the dying world outside from entering, he saw his prey paused before the gates. His thrill of triumph was cut short, however, when he noticed several large quadrupeds surrounding her. They were a mix of canine and feline, massive and emaciated, their eyes glowing with a pale red light. Pooled around their three inch serrated claws and dripping from their foaming maws was a thick, black-red liquid that could only indicate the presence of one substance. A glance towards the guard posts told him the source.

On swift feet, he bolted towards the young woman, wrapping an arm around her from behind and spinning her out of the way just as one sprung, its jaws snapping at empty air. Any retreat was hampered by a low growl from behind him. They were completely surrounded.

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Posted: Thu, 16/06/2022 01:44 (3 Years ago)
Paradox nearly yelled, but he managed to catch his outburst and suppress it into merely a grunt of pain. For such a small thing, she was admirably strong. Admirably? Where did that come from? His foot throbbed horribly, even though she had to be half his weight and he was wearing boots, and his arm felt as if she had nearly wrenched it from his socket. He may have let her off before, but not this time; he hadn't doubted his assumption of her identity in the first place, and he now was only more certain of it. Gritting his teeth and shaking his head vigorously, he tore after her, cloak billowing out behind him as he pushed past people. Though he was unable to navigate the crowd as nimbly as she could, once the sentiment of what was occurring spread through the spectators, they began to attempt to move aside for him, his status clear in his attire and the way he carried himself even while angered. That pest would regret this.

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Posted: Thu, 16/06/2022 00:37 (3 Years ago)
In a flash of movement, the man's arm darted out from the folds of his cloak, gloved hand closing around her arm. She really was small. Skinny, too; he could feel her bones concerningly well. "Lying is not a trait particularly condoned within Wolfshire. If you'll accompany me gracefully, Miss, you may find yourself issued only a warning. Do not test your luck; I am not known for being merciful." Why was he being merciful, even in such a slight, cruel way? Her altered tone and gait could only do so much to conceal her unique height and hair; he knew this was the thief who had nearly forced him to part with a constant, controlled factor of his life. Perhaps his patience was beginning to grow at last. In his opinion, though, that was a less-than-desirable occurrence.

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Posted: Thu, 16/06/2022 00:18 (3 Years ago)
Paradox hardly registered the people around him, his focus allotted solely to the task at hand. A quick scan was enough to determine whether his client stood concealed among the crowd in his vision, and once that was confirmed to be in the negative, he spent no excess time. "No," he said brusquely, almost not giving his accoster so much as a glance. Almost. His pale grey gaze, however, flickered towards the source of the voice, then down, registering a small glimpse of red curls within the hood of her cloak. His eyes widened a nearly imperceptible amount, then narrowed as he turned. "You."

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Posted: Wed, 15/06/2022 02:28 (3 Years ago)
Dratini: Shiny hatched at #322, 4/4

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Posted: Tue, 14/06/2022 21:07 (3 Years ago)
Festivities continued even on the dreariest of days, should the weather allow. Paradox found it irritating. The perpetual hubbub made debt collection quite the tiring business; his ever-so-compliant clients enjoyed losing themselves in the crowd, and the light drizzle made it truly tedious to traipse after them. The young noble was wearing a more subtle cloak to help with the process, a hooded navy blue one devoid of the usual silver decals that marked his more respectable attire. He was glad he was merely obligated to carry out the initial stage of interactions with a client; it was customary for them to be given an in-person attempt to settle their accounts before the soldiers arrived. Lord Ezan had intimated to Paradox that the presence of a member of one of the Houses retained as positive a relationship as possible with the more important debtors, and for his friend and leader's sake, the young man had no objections to the task. Still, the duty proved bothersome at times.

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Posted: Tue, 14/06/2022 19:38 (3 Years ago)
Silence. Paradox hadn’t expected compliance so… quickly. Without a word, he reached out his gloved hand, the fabric brushing against hers for a moment as he took the sapphire-and-diamond stubbed pin. He stared at it for a moment, then turned, still mute, and made his way through the Dregs, his usual collected gait regained. He was behind schedule; Caprice would have eaten supper without him. He had a feeling that neither of them particularly minded, though. His sister never made a fuss regarding how little time he spent with her; he assumed she understood the nature of his work.

He entered the Arcturus estate without much emotion, pausing only to take a handful of letters presented to him by one of the bondsmen. More work to oversee; he would be up late tonight. All thoughts of the strange thief fell to the back of his mind. Such occurrences were never of much consequence in Wolfshire as it were; crime rates were at all all time high, despite Lord Ezan’s efforts. Though the shire itself was safe, the impacts of the national failure of agriculture could not be avoided wholly.

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Posted: Tue, 14/06/2022 18:43 (3 Years ago)
Fury spread a frost through his stomach at the sound of the voice; she could hide her face, but changing her rather unique tone wasn’t so easy. It sounded unique to him, at least. “Is that so? Well, it would be imprudent to remain so. You may find yourself risking the loss of more than a customer,” he said cooly. Though a lesser House in the shire, the Arcturus still had a grasp on power that was not to be laughed at. Paradox was not a person to be trifled with, and, though his House had been disgraced after the discovery of his father’s senility, he had built a reputation for himself as a figure possessing an unusual lack of ruth. His patience always wore thin, and this woman was veritably taking a saw blade to it.

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Posted: Tue, 14/06/2022 17:56 (3 Years ago)
By the time Paradox reached the roof of the building, the thief was long gone. He slammed his fist on the grey stone tiles in exasperation, sending a shingle crashing down to the street below. The dratted creature had slipped away as if she were mist fading in the sun. He was about to turn back, intending to set out a warrant for her arrest the moment he returned to the Arcturus estate, when the last glint of the setting sun refracted for just a moment off of a window, the glint hitting his eye for barely a heartbeat before vanishing. Narrowing his gaze, he leaned forward, staring at the source. It was dark inside the building; darkness was always a cause for suspicion. Sliding down the roof and making his way to the ground, he walked briskly to the storefront and rapped firmly on the door.

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Posted: Tue, 14/06/2022 17:51 (3 Years ago)
Dratini: Shiny hatched at #318, 3/4

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Posted: Tue, 14/06/2022 16:55 (3 Years ago)
For all of Paradox’s cold apathy, he didn’t exactly have the ability to keep his head when slighted. He knew not why he cared for the hairpin, but he certainly cared for a constant state of things, and the idea that such a small thing might be changed while still under the realm of his control irked him. Gritting his teeth, he gripped a metal drainpipe, testing it first to make sure it would hold his weight. Her “beautiful head?” Right, if she was beautiful, he was a gerbil. It was as if the epitome of everything he wanted to avoid in a woman had crossed his path, informing him clearly of his own inner preferences. Not that he had much interest in courtship, that was; the state of the world’s affairs could afford no time for such triviality. Icy annoyance rippled through him as he began to clamber up after the minuscule thief.

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Posted: Tue, 14/06/2022 02:22 (3 Years ago)
The man stopped, then frigidly turned back to the woman, a cold blaze in his eyes. He knew immediately what had occurred; a weight had vanished from his pocket, a weight that had been present every day for years on end. The only gift he had ever been given by his mother now lay in the hands of a vengeful street rat. "Perhaps," he said menacingly, a low ice in his tone. "If we are speaking of dogs, you may consider yourself some poor deformed stray, too angry and embittered with the world to make anything of itself. Why should those in power have pleasing amenities? No one who has anything great could have possibly worked for it. No, you alone have experienced hardship; isn't that right? Twenty-two? Perfect. The jury will give hardly a twopence when it comes to incarcerating you. I would recommend you return that; you may find your sentence more forgiving. Maybe you'll receive bread three times a week instead of twice."

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Posted: Mon, 13/06/2022 23:06 (3 Years ago)
In a fluid motion, the young noble got gracefully yet quickly to his feet, turning to face his attacker with a cold gaze. He saw no one, though, until he glanced down. So the impact had been the result of a human; a child, at that, or so it seemed. She must have acted on her own, as her words indicated; it was unlikely his client had sent such a mercenary after him. It was a shame he had been forced to wear his dress cape. Some wear would have been gained from her pounce. “In all likelihood, your parents owe me money,” he said brusquely, straightening his collar. Something about the girl seemed odd, though, and he immediately wondered if his assumption of her age had been extremely far off. She didn’t carry herself like a child, nor did the subtle fire in her eyes seem like the primal, uncultivated sort belonging to one who was relatively new to the ways of this world. Her age is irrelevant. The nerve…

On a normal day, he may have had her arrested, or at least expressed his displeasure in some way. Something caused him to overlook his usual protocol, though, be it the woman herself or the events of the day; his lack of hesitation regarding the use of force in the duration of his work didn’t imply that it brought him pleasure. Nevertheless, he turned noiselessly aside, uninterested in a further encounter.

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Posted: Mon, 13/06/2022 22:18 (3 Years ago)
A flash of pain registered in Paradox's body as something too light to be a human, though heavy enough to knock him to the ground, collided with him from above and behind. The man let out a startled grunt, having barely enough time to get his arms out in front of himself to stop his face from hitting the cobbled road. Of course that swine would send his lackeys after me, he silently growled. What had even hit him? Perhaps it was a sack of flour, though he could see no powder of any sort adrift in the gradually blackening dusk. "I suppose our deal wasn't to your master's satisfaction?" he said in a low, cadenced tone devoid of any real emotion.

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