Spring 65th, 513AV Diving over a crate and into a roll, returning back to his running form, Oleander was being chased but a couple of men that were hot on his trail. There were about two brutes, two skinny thugs and one athletic thug. Each one angered and wanted to catch Oleander no matter what. Oleander was running as fast as his could, maintaining speed, making sure that he’s not going too fast or too slow. If Oleander were to go too fast, he wouldn’t be able to control his momentum and will crash into thing. If he was to slow, the obvious would happen. The group of men continued chasing Oleander as he jumps out of the alleyway and into the streets. This whole incident started when a ‘client’, who is the athletic thug, requested Oleander's services. He wanted Oleander to spy on a rival combatant and wanted to know what training routine he was undergoing. However, this ‘Client’, despite looking combatant, was a thug. He was hoping to rob a 16 year old boy, thinking that it wouldn’t be much trouble. However, he thought wrong. When Oleander had gone to location specified, he noticed that it was an ambush and the planning for it was poorly done; it was also extremely predictable. The Thug’s plan was to make Oleander go into a secluded location, then use his skinny thugs to lure oleander into a dead end, and seal the only path out by using his brutes. The plan was far too simple and Oleander was able to escape by using his agility and a shuriken. Oleander ran though the many groups of civilians in the city, dodging them, hoping that the thugs will slow down from the ongoing people. As Oleander dodged the people, he then spotted a wall that was fairly high. Oleander made an on spot decision to run toward the wall. His breath was harsh and heart was pumping. The thugs were relentless. Oleander was closing in on the wall. When was close enough to the wall, he leaped off his right foot, planting his left foot on the wall, preparing for a second jump up the wall. Oleander pushed his left foot down, forcing his momentum to go upwards. He then reached for the ledge of the wall, grabbing on to it with on hand, then the other. He quickly pulled himself up and jumped down into an alleyway, preforming a safety roll to disburse excess momentum that could harm him if he had landed flat on his feet. After preforming the roll, he fluidly returned to his running form through the alleyway. However, two skinny thugs followed that action as well. So far, there was two skinny thugs that are on Oleander's tail, the two brutes are somewhere out of sight and that one athletic thug is also somewhat out of sight. These guys just don’t know when to quit… I need to slow these guys down… so I can save some energy… Oleander looked left and right, looking at how narrow the walls are in the alleyway. He then turned back to see his pursues. Okay… narrow walls… chasers… how can I slow them down…? AH! Oleander reach for one of his bet pouches and pulls out another bag. The bag Oleander just pulled out was full of caltrops, spikes used to penetrate feet, including footwear. Oleander untied the string on top of the bag using his teeth, and then spilled the bag behind him. The sound of metal hitting the ground could be heard, followed by the voices of a thug screaming in pain. Oleander smirk and continued run. However, it seemed only one thug was harmed by this action. The other saw what Oleander was doing and was about to warn if friend, but it was too late for him. Oleander made it out of the alleyway, leaving a skinny thugs screaming in pain. However, it seems that the athletic thug is still commanding the brutes, trying to cut Oleander off again. Oleander would like to use a shuriken, but there were too many innocents around that could get hit. The caltrops were out of the picture as well. Oleander needed some sort of miracle to escape this restless chase. |