by Runick Torian on October 30th, 2012, 1:24 am
Quicker. I need to catch him. Rune thought, the snow crunching beneath his feet. He was mere inches from the boy. Rune reached out for the boy's waist. Just a little money, I won't take it all. he thought to himself. Slowly, slowly. Runes hand hit the boy's waist. No! he thought as an elbow slammed into his head. How could he have been so clumsy. Rune reared back from the blow and fell back on his rear. He was seeing stars. Is it past reasoning with him.
The boy turned around."You made two mistakes thief," he said, his voice cold and filled with hatred, "firstly, trying to steal from me. Secondly, getting caught."
Runes head started to clear and he looked up. Fire was burning in his eyes. Rune could almost feel the rage coming from his opponent. I guess reasoning is out of the question. he thought. People rushed by not caring what was happening in the street before them. Rune needed to choose his words carefully or he would be dead.
"Yes. Mistakes are made by every race. Some more than others." Rune said as he slowly reached for his knife. "I hope my mistakes are not the end of me or you." he said lunging at him with his blade.