The man was faster then Trassen had expected, diving under his blade, exploiting a small hole in his guard with a powerful kick, disorienting him for a bit, his rattle landing in a deep puddle behind him. The next thing he knew his head was in the stranger's hands. "You do realize that our goddessss isss Ssiku? Goddesss of Sserpeantss and Cruelty? But Regardlesss, I Sswear that I sshall not hunt you or your friendss." He hissed. His tail had grown cold and wet and he was not pleased at all. The man was facing his torso, straddling the upper part of his tail. He seemed so intent on killing him at the slightest sound, a rattle to the head would alert him, in any other situation. However, the water had partially soaked into his rattle, preventing the normal clicking of movement. He struck with his tail in an instant, aimed directly at the back of the man's head. It wasn't difficult to figure someone's position when they were on top of you, and with a half hearted sturggle chaulked up to defiance the tensing of muscles was disguised. "I swore an oath that I will keep. The blow was self defense." He hissed at the limp body, shrugging it to the ground. He had to admire the man's dedication, had he been Dhani, he might have actually liked him. Then again, had he been Dhani, he wouldn't have interfered. He slithered past the body of the boy, debating on whether or not he was considered a friend. It was best not to risk such things. Still, he was hungry, and while he had two potential meals at his non existant feet, he had sworn upon Siku's name. He left the alley, still holding his gut from kick. He vanished into the night in search of easier prey, for surely the man wasn't friends with the common trash of the city. It wouldn't be until the next day that he would realize the medallion bearing the symbol of Siku was missing. |
OOC:In my defense, I would have got you with the rattle before you even made it onto my back.
