Flashback Fighting Dirty (Adilliana) (Tiernan Switriver) (Lucy Tides)

[Theo Coaststrider]

45th of Fall, 505 Theo could hear the sounds of a raucous party fading into the background. Hopping from ship to ship, he was clearly moving carefully to avoid disturbing any of his little cousins who were sleeping soundly. The adults, their parents, could be heard carrying on aboard the larger vessels that were moored a short distance behind him. Tonight was a major celebration, he couldn't recall which one, which means all of the adults from all of the major pods were drunk, dancing happily and sacrificing what they could to bring the continued benevolence of Laviku. As was common, most of the children had been shepherded away after the feast to make more room on the appointed party barges. Theo's head was throbbing. At 15 he hadn't quite gotten the hang of drinking wine with the adults and his head was throbbing. He sobered up quickly as he slipped his way across the dozens of ships that had been shackled together for the party. His huge frame was much more at home on the bobbing and swaying vessels of his people than the dank and dirty streets of any city, and even in his slightly impaired state he had no issue with the pedestrian acrobatics of traversing the fleet. At the moment he only had one thing in mind, the peace and quiet of The Defiance. As he was climbing a rope up onto a particularly large barge that, he recalled, was working as a daycare for many of his cousins that didn't always travel with a regular pod, he picked up the sounds of a disturbance. Curious about the source of the noise he pulled himself up onto the main deck of the hulking vessel with urgency. Once his feet were firmly planted on deck he was stunned by the scene that was unfolding. There was a pack of 5 boys, his age or slightly younger that were bunched together on the far end of the ship. He tried his best to make out who the figures were, but given the poor lighting afforded by the scant number of oil lamps sprinkled across the deck of the ship it was impossible. He didn't need his eyes to notice that something had got them riled up, however. Deciding that, in this instance, discretion would be the better part of valor he tucked himself in the shadows and craned his neck to try and discover more about the scene. Suddenly he heard a voice cry out from the far side of the deck, while he can't quite make out the words it sounds like the voice of a young girl. Her shout elicits some scattered chuckling from the assembled group and one of the boys leans forward and seems to give her a rough shove. Theo can hear an angry noise from the far side of the boat as the boy recoils in shock. The other children must have found someone smaller to pick on and were toying with their prey. This type of scrap wasn't unusual among the pods. All Svefra were family, and what was family without the ritual of bullying. Nevertheless, the disparity of numbers leant a certain flavour of injustice to his particular situation that set the young man's blood boiling. Never one to shy away from a scrap, he picks himself up off of the deck and makes his way towards the gathered assembly.

[Adilliana]

At the age of eight years Adilliana was far too young to be included in the activities that took place after the feasts the Svefra often held to honour and celebrate the events of their lives. Once everyone had finished eating the children would be shooed off left to their own devices. Unlike most of the younger members of the pod Adilliana did not mind this as she grew uneasy in the company of large numbers. Though she tucked herself away in her own living quarters.

Carefully going through her belongings Adilliana brought out a book that she had managed to obtain. Making herself comfortable, he sat down and began to read. Time passed and it was not until he heard the sounds of muffled footsteps on the fact that Adilliana looked up from her book. Five older boys froze caught in the act of trying to sneak up upon her. Book still in hand Adilliana stood up a smile on her face. Children often tried to catch one another off guard as a way to pass the time and Adilliana assumed that this was one such attempt.

"Nice try friends at a caught you, want another go?” She stated, closing the gap between them. Now that she was closer to tell that the group was made up of boys around the age of 15. Some reason they found her words amazingly funny. The ship came within arm’s reach. She was harshly shoved by one of the larger members. Having been unprepared for the blow Adilliana lost her footing and hit the deck with a thump. Long brown pearls covered her face as her 5’8 frame laid sprawled out on the deck. From this angle, it was easy to tell she was unarmed and at their mercy.

[Lucy Tides]

Lucy was one of the very few children from her pod that was allowed to stay after the feast. She looked old enough to be sixteen with her towering height already six feet three inches but she was simply eleven. Not knowing the affects of alcohol she drank one tall glass to herself making the swaying on the large ship a bit harder to handle. Her pod mother, Lacey looked down at her and sighed. "Go home Lucy." She said.

Lucy did a simple head nod and started from ship to ship having no clue where she was going. Soon she was face to face with a rope and she climbed just as she heard some group of boys laughing. 'Bullying on my pod? I don't think so!' Lucy pulled herself up quickly and looked at the group of boys. She caught a glimpse at a girl laying on the ground and this was enough to set her off. Ignoring the approaching boy from the shadows she marched up the the group of boys who were a bit shorter then her. Crossing her arms she cleared her throat to get their attention. "What do ya think your doing little boys?" She asked but it sounded stern like an adult catching a child doing something bad.

[Theo Coaststrider]

"Fools rush in..." Theo let out a pained sigh as a child he hadn't noticed charged headlong into the fray, shouting her defiance at the mob of angry boys. He had to admire her pluck, it wasn't every day that he came across a Svefra girl who would so joyfully pick a lopsided fight. It probably didn't hurt that, as far as he could tell, she was a giant of a child even by Svefra standards. Hesitating a moment, Theo began to hustle towards the group, breaking his confident gait only to lob a small pouch to the girl who had started to question the boys. As he drew closer he could pick up the smell of stale liquor and better make out the slurred speech of the would-be warriors. There wasn't a nuisance quite like a roving band of drunken adolescent Svefra boys, and Theo could feel his options grow more constrainted by the moment. He doubted the value of reasonable discourse at this point. Himself a bit of a hot-head, Theo could not see any way that attempting to lecture the boys would end with him walking away with all his teeth. No, all talking would do is lose him the initiative. His courage somewhat bolstered by his own casual inebriation, Theo closed in. "Unless you have four other friends climbing up that rope behind you I suggest you follow my lead." He grumbled to the girl. With his warning spoken he closes the gap to the boys in a final, powerful step. As soon as he is within range, he pulls a second small pouch off his belt and undoes a loosely tied string that had kept it sealed. In a rapid motion he hurls the pouch into the face of the largest boy, the item bursting and hurling little crystals of salt across the deck. The large boy doubled over in pain, momentarily blinded by the pain of the irritants in his eyes. With a heavy thud, Theo hurls his hulking frame towards the boy and drops him with a hard hit to the diaphragm. No stranger to fighting, Theo knew that even if he did have the advantage of age and size on this group of boys, he was outnumbered and wouldn't last a moment in a fair fight. Fortunately, he came from a Pod that took little interest in fighting honourably. His fathers had spent years teaching him the little tricks and gimmicks that could help turn the tides of a scrap against a superior foe. "Aim for the eyes and hit them low." He shouts the command back at the girl tersely as he plants his fist into the face of one of the other children. A searing pain shoots up through his hand as it connects cleanly with the boy's jaw. Theo had forgotten just how painful it was throw a punch. As the second boy drops, Theo realizes that the shock of the group was quickly subsiding and any advantage he might have gained by jumping the other children was gone. His assumption confirmed by an unseen elbow that hit him flush in the nose and send blood spraying freely. His eyes began to tear up as he hopped back to create some space between himself and the boys. Perhaps he had bitten off more than he could chew.

[Adilliana]

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OOC hope this make sense. I have be sick so please tell me if it does not

Adilliana rolled over the sound of a female voice. The speaker was a giant and have the five boys will attention she stood there defiantly challenging them. It was shocking to see such grandstanding, thus Adilliana thought she must be very young. She tried to warn her defender that her interference wasn't necessary, but she had only just caught her breath and was not yet able to speak.

Then from out of the shadows stepped another figure. It turned out to be a teenager probably the same age as the bullies. With great confidence he placed himself at the other girls’ side. With the ease of one used to command he took control of the situation. Then, without warning, he struck out at her attackers.

He fought dirty easily blinding one enemy with some type of slingshot. when we get out of this I am ask him to teach me that trick[i]. With that for Adilliana knew the only way out of this now was to fight. If it had only been her she could have rolled with the punches, Adilliana was no stranger to a beating, but she could not allow changes to get walloped simply because they have a sense of honour.

Adilliana got to her feet in time to see one of the attackers elbows connect with her male ally nose. Blood spurted everywhere as he stepped back from the fight.[i]hope that it is not broken she thought. All the bullies have turned their back on her in order to face the two newcomers.

Determined to make the best of its outcome Adilliana silently snuck up behind two of their attackers who were standing side by side. Wrapping her arms, securely around each of their necks Adilliana forced their heads together leaving them dazed. If she been older and stronger, they would have been unconscious. Not wanting to seriously injure anybody she let them go and looked round the deck of her next opponent

[Lucy Tides]

Just before Lucy could give the boys a lecture, a newcomer appeared throwing a small pouch at her. By instinct her arms uncrossed in the blink of an eye as she caught it.

"Unless you have four other friends climbing up that rope behind you I suggest you follow my lead."

Lucy looked at this older boy with disdain as he chucked the pouch at the largest of the group. The boy was blinded for a moment by sea salt crystals. She sighed and opened her pouch. She was greeted with shiny sea-salt. She closed the pouch and shoved it in her pocket. She opened her mouth to say something but Theo started shouting commands at her. She clicked her tongue in disgust unwilling to listen and watched as the girl the boys were picking on earlier made two of them in a daze just as Theo was elbowed in the face. A drop of blood ran from his nose.

Without a second thought, Lucy grabbed the pouch with new found anger and untied it with ease. She chucked it at the boy who had elbowed Theo in the face. She ran with the rocking of the ship, watching the boy rub furiously at his eyes. She mimicked the way Theo punched and punched the boy in the jaw making him fall to his knees. She cursed herself and held her stingy hand. "Does punching people always hurt this bad?" She asked to no one in particular.

[Theo Coaststrider]

Theo spits a bit of blood onto the deck and stumbles back under a hail of punches. He could barely hear the insults the boys were throwing at him over the sound of his throbbing head. He was happy to see the girls springing into action and took a certain schadenfreude in watching a particularly oafish looking lout hit his knees. It was unfortunate, but Theo hadn't really made much of a plan beyond the initial attack. It was withs some relief that he saw three of the boys doubled over or otherwise momentarily incapacitated but he wasn't certain to what end.

After taking another sturdy blow to his chin Theo lets out a frustrated growl and takes a long leap back from the melee, hoping to draw one of the remaining boys away from the group. The gang of thugs still had the girl more or less surrounded so running away wasn't a particularly strong option. On the other hand, through the throbbing he could feel that his nose had already been pounded into a creative new shape and he wasn't particularly looking forward to counting his teeth in the morning. He needed to come up with some sort of plan before the boys that were already dazed could regain their composure.

The girls were holding their own remarkably well, better than him even. The girl he had thrown the bag of salt to was clearly irritated with his brusque suggestions and he could hardly blame her, Svefra weren't known for taking orders well. He almost laughed when he heard her grumble something under her breathe. Based on the way she was flexing her hand, he was willing to bet it was aching something fierce after her hard punch.

"If I can get you two an opening, it might be a good idea to take it and head for the ropes you climbed to get up here." He made that statement in a semi-snarl, as if steeling himself for something. He knew he wasn't being particularly polite, but he was sure he could be forgiven considering the circumstances. As far as he could tell, the only option was a speedy escape, but maybe one of the girls had their own plan.

After realizing that none of the boys were going to take his bait Theo let out a loud sigh and sprang back into action. Spitting a foul mixture of blood and saliva into the face of the boy closest to him, he throws a stiff low blow and watched the boy slump. In the ensuing chaos he leapt at the two remaining boys, giving them as strong a shove as he can muster. He had hoped to knock the two over but came up short. Now he was in a badly exposed position, stumbling toward the pair and off balance to boot.

[Adilliana]

The other girl through another blinding pouch that the teenager, who had injured the male defenders nose. Taking the opportunity to move to the sides of her allies Adilliana laugh as she heard the giant girl grumbles "Does punching people always hurt this bad?" still chuckling, she nodded the gesture unseen in the frantic melee.

“It does, that's why I prefer to kick them.” She shouted over the din to be heard. One of the boys came stumbling towards her, she took the opportunity to demonstrate what she had said. Adilliana took a running leap at her attacker taking advantage of the smaller frame hoisting herself off the ground as she grabbed the shoulders. Both of her knees connected with the boy’s body mass one knee embedding itself in his gut and the other against his groin. The momentum of the attack caused the belief loses balance and he fell backwards onto the deck and landed with Adilliana on top of him.

Adilliana smile sweetly down at him before getting up. A face white as a sheet looked back at her features scrunched up in pain. As she got up she noticed he was panting breath showing she had been successful in knocking the wind had been out of him and probably causing some trouble for him when he wanted to have children of his own.

Dust herself off Adilliana looked around. The police seem to be concentrating on attempting to eliminate the boy that had come to her rescue. Another punch connected with his jaw and as he spat out some blood Adilliana thought she saw a tooth amongst the blood. She noticed that he was trying to draw the boys away from the other girl in herself. His voice has plans for escape out loud. Unfortunately there was no merit in them as four attackers were between her and the nearest rope. four where is the other one?

Suddenly she was grabbed from behind, her arms neatly pinned her sides with two massive hands. And radiated from both her knees as her legs were kick out from underneath her. Crumbling to the ground. Adilliana bit her lip to stop herself from screaming and is the two massive hands began to twist her left arm out of its socket. Adilliana smells filled with the copper taste of blood as she bit down harder on her bottom lip. And then there was a sickening crack that echoed through her head accompanied by undesirable pain. Adilliana screamed that she realised her arm had been broken.

[Lucy Tides]

Lucy looked from the girl to the boy who had came into rescue them noticing how badly this fight was already turning out. When the boy suggested that the two girls escape and leave him, she gritted her teeth and clenched her fingers. Ignoring the pain in her right hand, she once again moved with the boat realizing that this was helping her shift her wait easier.

She stopped for a moment and watched as the little girl took out one of the two remaining boys. Lucy was about to clap her on the back to show her sign of gratitude for teaching her when the last boy had turned away from Theo and attacked Adilliana.

Lucy watched in horror as the boy made quick work of dislocating her shoulder then started to bend her arm. A sickening cracking sound rang through the salty air. Lucy gasped staring at the boy who had just broken the little girl's arm.

Adrenaline pumped through Lucy's heart and her veins popped as she ran up to the side of the girl's attacker. Taking a deep breathe in, Lucy reeled her left leg back and then let it fall as fast as gravity would allow it to until it met the attacker's stomach. The boy let go of Adilliana's arm and rolled off of her to the side, clutching his stomach in pain.

Lucy dropped to her knees next to the girl. "How bad is it?" She asked but she already knew the answer as she stared at the mangled limb that lay limp next to the girl.

[Theo Coaststrider]

OOCPerfect, so I guess that just leaves two more? It can be chaotic keeping track of everything! Good work you two, I'm very much enjoying the reading. For this post, I tried to move us away from the scrap. If you don't like it, or want me to change anything, just let me know and I'll get right on it!

Off balance and stuck in a precarious position Theo shifted his weight forward and turned his dive into an awkward roll. Fortunately, he was able to slide between the two boys that had been left standing, and scramble to his feet before taking a kick to the side of the leg from one of the remaining assailants. The kick--thrown by a stocky, sandy haired boy with an expression of empty-headed fury--was poorly placed and did little more than sting Theo. As Theo took a quick step back from the pair he head a sickening crunch and turned to see little girl that had been initially surrounded writhing in pain. He made a brief motion to come over and help her before the second girl, the one who had approached the scene with him, dispatched the attacker.

With that crisis averted, Theo turned his attention to the remaining two boys. The other attackers were sprawled out on the deck either clutching their groins or rubbing their eyes, effectively removed from the struggle for the moment. The Coaststrider cursed silently under his breathe for not packing a third bag of salt and turned to face the sandy haired zggressor. With a loud roar, he threw himself at the younger boy and landed two quick blows to his face before rounding on the final attacker with a low knee to the groin. The suddenness of the attack, coupled with the drunkenness of the two boys, turned the tide in Theo's favour. If it wasn't for the agonizing throbbing from his nose and the steady stream of blood from his mouth Theo might have counted himself lucky.

The fight hadn't lasted much more than a minute, so he couldn't really expect any of the drunken adults to wander by and help them before attackers recovered which meant they needed to high-tail it away from the ship, unfortunately the girl with the hurt arm didn't seem in great shape to climb and it was going to be difficult to get down off of the ship and on to the more permanent structures of The Anchorage without climbing. He pondered this issue as he made his way to the two girls.

As he arrived at the scene it was immediately apparent that his hunch had been right, and the girl's arm was either dislocated or broken. Casting an eye on the rope leading down from the barge he was struck with an idea. Without another moment's hesitation, Theo quickly pulled off the belt to his canvas pants and lifted up the injured girl in a quick motion. He couldn't tell if the girl was struggling, or simply writing from pain but once she was lifted he made a few strong strides towards the rope. He couldn't tell if the tall girl who had joined the scrap was following, and he didn't have time to check. "Sorry for the rough pick-up, but we need to get away before those boys recover. Just hold on tight, okay?"

With his warning made, Theo slung his belt over the mooring cable and squeezed the younger girl tight to his shoulder. Once he had his belt securely wrapped around the line he lifted his legs and let gravity do the work, using the rope as a makeshift zip-line and his belt an improvised hook. Once he hit the deck of the Anchorage he set the girl down and pointed towards an empty nearby casinor. "We can hide out there, if you like?"