Shai simply watched as the Barbarian charged past her into the alley. Slowly she began to scale the wall peeking her head around the corner to observe, evaluating her new associate. He was more than proficient enough to take the group; the slaughter provided ample evidence. But, while in his frenzy one of the yellow sashed individuals was making a run for it. Unfortunate for him that the sword wielding brute hadn’t come alone. As the runner passed the mouth of the alley the spider launched herself at the figure. Landing against his back she took the unsuspecting victim down face first, using him to pad her own descent. He cracked his head against the poorly cobbled street, dazed was all she wanted. Hopping off the man she gave him a quick once over before grabbing one of his feet and slowly dragging him back into the alley. Excruciatingly slowly, considering the man weighed easily twice her inconsiderable weight.
She’d only just gotten him back toward Cade’s massacre when he began to regain his facilities. “Do not move, there is no escape. But with that infernal squalling I cannot concentrate.” Shai gave her warning without gruff inflection, she simply stated the facts. The thief knelt down onto him with her knee in the small of his back with force to keep him down. The spider ripped the back of the man’s shirt to ribbons and selected the longest strand; with it she bound the man’s hands behind his back. It wasn’t a proper binding, but it only needed to hold for a few moments while she dealt with the annoyance.
Turning towards the massacre Shai eyed the scene. Cade reminded her of nothing more than giant lounging cat stepping upon the tail of a mouse in its death throes. As entertaining as it surely was the barbarian she needed to be able to speak with her captive. Stealing from a few thugs was all well and good, but whatever gang this group was from was not one of the major syndicates which meant there might not be many more. And if their numbers were dwindling as she hoped, their base would be a simple infiltration. Especially simple with she had the assistance of a certain swordsman.
Stalking over to the writhing, bloody, screaming mess of a man clutching his eyes; Shai picked his death instantly. It was simply a mercy at this point; his death was inevitable if not by her hands then by her rougher associate’s. Waiting until the man’s thrashing brought him onto his back the spider pounced, pinning him against the ground with her knees on his shoulders. If he had not been so distracted by the pain throwing the spider would have been a small feat, but as others could attest once a spider had hold their grip was difficult to dislodge. Shai wrapped her delicate hands around the man’s neck and forced out the microcilia in her palms, effectively gluing her digits into a strangle hold on the man. That got his attention from the pain. The body naturally tries to fight off strangulation, it’s simple instinct, but this man as still fully conscious which meant the Symenestra had to essentially wrestle him. Wrestling with a human was beneath her, so as the man’s head jerked up as she rammed it back down hard into the stones of the street. Once, twice and he fell still. Someone less aware would have pronounced him dead as this point, but the throbbing beneath her palms told a different truth. So the spider held the neck of the bludgeoned and eyeless man; awaiting his final breathe in juxtaposed serenity.
Back up the alley the restrained man and begun attempting to wriggle free of his restraints, in response Shai barked a command, “Cease, Azo. I was not employing hyperbole when I told you there would be no freedom for you.” For a brief moment the struggling figure stilled and then his efforts renewed all the more vigorously. The pulse of the man beneath her had finally given its last beat anyways; it meant the final remaining canary had all of her attention.
Shai took a deep breath, this would not be pretty but sometimes the results were worth the inelegance. Nimbly unlacing the neck ties of her cloak she discarded the beloved garment in a patch of unbloodied ground near the wall. She looked over her shoulder at Cade, “Do me a favor and do not touch that? I am going to make this night even more… lucrative.” The lithe woman had clearly forgotten at some point that she was hiding her form from the barbarian. Petite was the word for the svelte Symenestra, and so pale her white skin seemed to reflect the moon’s waxing rays. Her claws rested comfortably on each side of her body, as she approached the prone man. Using the toe of her boot she nudged the man over onto his back. Tilting her head she looked down at the man, who returned her stare with his rightfully shaken mien. “I am never one to look at a gift horse in the mouth of course. So shall we begin this simply? Tell me where your base is.”
“Not a petchin’ chance you crazy bitch.”
She smiled, “Well, if you insist on being obstinate.” Shai repositioned her boot to rest on his pelvis dangerously close to delicate tissue. “Do you know what you just heard? That man-” She motioned behind herself back towards Cade and the corpses, “had his eye popped out by my muscled friend. Now I promise not to do anything nearly so messy unless you force me. Fortunately, your gender comes with another set of globes that pop just as well.” Her smile spread into a grin as the stark fear entered the man’s eyes, oh yes they were on the same page.
“Now do we have an accord?” Sliding into a frown the spider was confronted by the man’s attempt at a brave face. Idiot thinks I’m bluffing… Shai heaved a sigh and lifted her boot slightly before ramming it down on his manhood, crushing what ought not to be crushed. The man howled but his complaint was drowned out but a choking noise. She allowed him to roll over and spill his guts all over the snow. “Indelicate wretch, you could have simply answered my question.” She berated as he spewed.
The biggest hitch was now she had nothing left to crush and this meeting would get far more personal if he persisted in resisting. “Such an obvious weakness in the supposedly stronger gender. Well thank you Viratas for making me weak, if this is what strength looks like.” She continued her derisions while the man moaned in agony. She gave him another moment before returning to her inquiries, “I’d imagine you can speak now if you wished it. Now, tell me where the base is.” The man mumbled something beneath his groans. “Speak up I cannot hear your driveling if you talk into the ground, Azo.” She demanded.
“Cunt, go petch Dira.”
“I really had not wanted to do this, but seeing as you are out of testicles to burst I suppose we shall have to spend some time getting to know one another. I shall give you a choice, because honestly I am quite magnanimous. Now, you should know I have the skill and knowledge to open your skin in just the right combinations and locations that you will be aware of the pain until the very last moment. Alternatively…” She kept her back to Cade and so unless the barbarian was to walk around her he would not get to see the spider open her mouth wide and push her exquisite ivory fangs out from their sheathe in the roof her mouth. “I will envenom you; I assume, at this juncture, you are now quite aware of what I am.”
The man’s brazen nature faded as he was confronted with a creature from child’s terror tales. The threats coupled with the evidence that pain was not something she was shy got the man to forfeit the location.
Smiling brightly, Shai exclaimed happily, “Wonderful, I am glad we came to a bloodless agreement! It has been lovely meeting you, sir.” The spider bent down and punctured the man’s skin ever-so-discreetly, between two ribs and straight into his lungs; he would drown in his own blood soon enough. The advantageous side effect was that she drew very little blood from the act and most of it was absorbed into his clothing and so, strictly speaking, not spilled.
Lightly padding over to her cloak she retrieved and regarded Cade, “Well how about we collect what goods have been so carelessly left unattended in this alley and see about finding some warmth for the night? He had an excellent suggestion, and it is only right across the bridge in the wolf’s den.” Shai trotted around the alley checking for objects among the dead and taking anything worth even a taste of a miza. Although, she was careful to make sure Cade received his half as well; if not directly from the corpses themselves then from her own findings. The night might still prove profitable but only with his blade as aid.
She’d only just gotten him back toward Cade’s massacre when he began to regain his facilities. “Do not move, there is no escape. But with that infernal squalling I cannot concentrate.” Shai gave her warning without gruff inflection, she simply stated the facts. The thief knelt down onto him with her knee in the small of his back with force to keep him down. The spider ripped the back of the man’s shirt to ribbons and selected the longest strand; with it she bound the man’s hands behind his back. It wasn’t a proper binding, but it only needed to hold for a few moments while she dealt with the annoyance.
Turning towards the massacre Shai eyed the scene. Cade reminded her of nothing more than giant lounging cat stepping upon the tail of a mouse in its death throes. As entertaining as it surely was the barbarian she needed to be able to speak with her captive. Stealing from a few thugs was all well and good, but whatever gang this group was from was not one of the major syndicates which meant there might not be many more. And if their numbers were dwindling as she hoped, their base would be a simple infiltration. Especially simple with she had the assistance of a certain swordsman.
Stalking over to the writhing, bloody, screaming mess of a man clutching his eyes; Shai picked his death instantly. It was simply a mercy at this point; his death was inevitable if not by her hands then by her rougher associate’s. Waiting until the man’s thrashing brought him onto his back the spider pounced, pinning him against the ground with her knees on his shoulders. If he had not been so distracted by the pain throwing the spider would have been a small feat, but as others could attest once a spider had hold their grip was difficult to dislodge. Shai wrapped her delicate hands around the man’s neck and forced out the microcilia in her palms, effectively gluing her digits into a strangle hold on the man. That got his attention from the pain. The body naturally tries to fight off strangulation, it’s simple instinct, but this man as still fully conscious which meant the Symenestra had to essentially wrestle him. Wrestling with a human was beneath her, so as the man’s head jerked up as she rammed it back down hard into the stones of the street. Once, twice and he fell still. Someone less aware would have pronounced him dead as this point, but the throbbing beneath her palms told a different truth. So the spider held the neck of the bludgeoned and eyeless man; awaiting his final breathe in juxtaposed serenity.
Back up the alley the restrained man and begun attempting to wriggle free of his restraints, in response Shai barked a command, “Cease, Azo. I was not employing hyperbole when I told you there would be no freedom for you.” For a brief moment the struggling figure stilled and then his efforts renewed all the more vigorously. The pulse of the man beneath her had finally given its last beat anyways; it meant the final remaining canary had all of her attention.
Shai took a deep breath, this would not be pretty but sometimes the results were worth the inelegance. Nimbly unlacing the neck ties of her cloak she discarded the beloved garment in a patch of unbloodied ground near the wall. She looked over her shoulder at Cade, “Do me a favor and do not touch that? I am going to make this night even more… lucrative.” The lithe woman had clearly forgotten at some point that she was hiding her form from the barbarian. Petite was the word for the svelte Symenestra, and so pale her white skin seemed to reflect the moon’s waxing rays. Her claws rested comfortably on each side of her body, as she approached the prone man. Using the toe of her boot she nudged the man over onto his back. Tilting her head she looked down at the man, who returned her stare with his rightfully shaken mien. “I am never one to look at a gift horse in the mouth of course. So shall we begin this simply? Tell me where your base is.”
“Not a petchin’ chance you crazy bitch.”
She smiled, “Well, if you insist on being obstinate.” Shai repositioned her boot to rest on his pelvis dangerously close to delicate tissue. “Do you know what you just heard? That man-” She motioned behind herself back towards Cade and the corpses, “had his eye popped out by my muscled friend. Now I promise not to do anything nearly so messy unless you force me. Fortunately, your gender comes with another set of globes that pop just as well.” Her smile spread into a grin as the stark fear entered the man’s eyes, oh yes they were on the same page.
“Now do we have an accord?” Sliding into a frown the spider was confronted by the man’s attempt at a brave face. Idiot thinks I’m bluffing… Shai heaved a sigh and lifted her boot slightly before ramming it down on his manhood, crushing what ought not to be crushed. The man howled but his complaint was drowned out but a choking noise. She allowed him to roll over and spill his guts all over the snow. “Indelicate wretch, you could have simply answered my question.” She berated as he spewed.
The biggest hitch was now she had nothing left to crush and this meeting would get far more personal if he persisted in resisting. “Such an obvious weakness in the supposedly stronger gender. Well thank you Viratas for making me weak, if this is what strength looks like.” She continued her derisions while the man moaned in agony. She gave him another moment before returning to her inquiries, “I’d imagine you can speak now if you wished it. Now, tell me where the base is.” The man mumbled something beneath his groans. “Speak up I cannot hear your driveling if you talk into the ground, Azo.” She demanded.
“Cunt, go petch Dira.”
“I really had not wanted to do this, but seeing as you are out of testicles to burst I suppose we shall have to spend some time getting to know one another. I shall give you a choice, because honestly I am quite magnanimous. Now, you should know I have the skill and knowledge to open your skin in just the right combinations and locations that you will be aware of the pain until the very last moment. Alternatively…” She kept her back to Cade and so unless the barbarian was to walk around her he would not get to see the spider open her mouth wide and push her exquisite ivory fangs out from their sheathe in the roof her mouth. “I will envenom you; I assume, at this juncture, you are now quite aware of what I am.”
The man’s brazen nature faded as he was confronted with a creature from child’s terror tales. The threats coupled with the evidence that pain was not something she was shy got the man to forfeit the location.
Smiling brightly, Shai exclaimed happily, “Wonderful, I am glad we came to a bloodless agreement! It has been lovely meeting you, sir.” The spider bent down and punctured the man’s skin ever-so-discreetly, between two ribs and straight into his lungs; he would drown in his own blood soon enough. The advantageous side effect was that she drew very little blood from the act and most of it was absorbed into his clothing and so, strictly speaking, not spilled.
Lightly padding over to her cloak she retrieved and regarded Cade, “Well how about we collect what goods have been so carelessly left unattended in this alley and see about finding some warmth for the night? He had an excellent suggestion, and it is only right across the bridge in the wolf’s den.” Shai trotted around the alley checking for objects among the dead and taking anything worth even a taste of a miza. Although, she was careful to make sure Cade received his half as well; if not directly from the corpses themselves then from her own findings. The night might still prove profitable but only with his blade as aid.
I'll simply say the sale price of the daggers would cover the drinks if you both want to break even with a 30/30 split of profits each. You may consider teh items sold immediately if you wish. But I'll leave the how on the split up of stuff to you two 
