Bar fight

[Elodie de Capucine]

The cold of the night numbed Elodie's fingers as she wandered the streets of London. She was alone, as she had been for many years. It was in these moments that she wished she had a home, and a fire place to warm her body. She looked at all the closed shutters longingly, but continued on walking. It had been her choice, after all.

She entered a bar, and looked around. A crowd of mostly men filled the large room. The stench of alcohol was unmistakable. She sighed and made her way to an empty table. At least it was warm and she could get some food.

It was then she heard a woman's scream. A man with a scar across his eye had pinned her to the wall and began assaulting her. Elodie watched, until she saw the man put a knife to her throat. She stood up and made her way toward the crowd. She took out a large dagger and nailed it into a table. The crowd went quiet, and the scared man walked up to her knife in hand. Once he was two inches from his face, he put his knife to her throat and said "well, lil lady, who do you think you are?" Elodie's bright red lips did not move. His breath smelled of alcohol and his clothes were worn. Elodie felt her anger build up, until she could not contain any longer. She grabbed his hand that held the knife, and without much trouble stabbed him in the throat. In the matter of seconds, he was dead and the crowd of people rushed toward her, weapons in hand.

She swiftly jumped over the table, grabbing her dagger and taking another from her coat. She began to fight. She stabbed two in the stomach, and two in the heart. She knocked a few men out. This continued until some began to flee. She was hit a few times but stood back up immediately. She pinned a man to the wall. Without showing any fear, he asked "who are you?" Elodie slit his throat in one quick slash without any answer.

[Vitani Edarin]

Vitani was making her way through London when she passed a bar; there seemed to be a scuffle inside. A few people were rushing away from the doors, hurrying off towards the guardhouse next to the palace. She decided to go and investigate.

Vitani walked through the doors and realized in an instant that this was no minor scuffle. There was quite a bit of blood, at least 5 dead and a few unconcious. All had gone quiet. Vitani, in leather pants, sandals, and a red silk shirt, walked swiftly to the girl. She put a hand gently on her shoulder and whispered, "I know who you are. Now is not the time for this, nor the place. The Royal Guard are on their way here as we speak--I saw people running to get them. Come." It was not a request.

Vitani gripped Elodie's wrist and, with the strong arm of a sailor, began to lead Elodie towards the doors, hoping that she would cooperate.

[Elodie de Capucine]

Elodie firmly stopped and took her hand back from the girl who had just arrived. She waited until the girl turned around and looked straight into her eyes. "First order of business" she said with her heavy french accent "is that you may know who i am, but i sure do not know who you are. Second, I can take care of myself." She put her two daggers away and looked at the girl for a moment, waiting for her response.

[Tellie Katrina Cenis]

Tellie walked in and sat down on the stool at the bar with her new silk dress.

[Vitani Edarin]

Vitani made a mental note of Tellie's arrival, but otherwise did not respond to it. She stared stonily at Elodie, then said softly, "My name is Vitani. I am the first mate on a pirate ship. I do not feel that you need any more information. I'm leaving now; you may accompany me if you want. I know that I, for one, do not want to be arrested by the Pathetic Police. I have better things to do with my life." She nodded in goodbye, then said, "Come on, Tellie, we have more important affairs to attend to." With that, she walked out of the bar and turned left, going in the direction of the harbor.

[Elodie de Capucine]

Elodie took notice of the entrance of another girl. She listened closely to what Vitani had to say, however. As Vitani turned to leave the room, Elodie smirked and when she was out the door, she said softly "don't worry, I don't intend to get caught". She put her hands through her long dark hair and shook it to make it look messy. She took out a dagger and with her finger wiped some of the blood that was on it onto her face. She made sure none of her clothing could be seen through her old and worn looking cloak.

It was then that she made her way out of the bar. She began running, and tears trickled down her cheek. Her breath became hard and uncontrolled. She seemed as if she was going to collapse. She spotted a large group of soldiers coming her way. Her steps were irregular almost as if she had been injured. As she got closer to the soldiers, they stopped and she collapsed on one. She was crying hard and still had trouble breathing. "Please!" she said with a perfect English accent and a sweet voice "help me....my husband....he is in there!" she pointed toward the direction of the bar "this girl...she's". Her sentences were broken up, interrupted by large intakes of air. She had not finished when the soldier helped her up and said "don't worry miss, we'll take care of it." and they hurried down the street, leaving her alone. As she watched them hurry to their destination, she wiped her face began walking normally toward....who knows where. She thought about it and realized she had no idea where to go "oh well, she thought, "might as well leave this town. I've already done enough to attract attention here."