Escort [Job/Solo]

Zachariah · 1 Escort [Job/Solo] 13/11/14, 02:34 pm

Zachariah

C-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(200/200)
Stamina:

(100/100)

Zachariah would be walking through the market district, with a shopping list. His eyes down and staring at the list he would bump lightly into a timid young lady. She almost toppled over, but he would catch her without a thought. He would place the shopping list in his internal shirt pocket and speak up, "Are you alright young lass?" The young lady would nod with a sweet smile, "Y-yes sorry for standing in your way."

The girl would then give him a look-over and speak up, "Say, you wouldn't happen to know a Mr. Shaw, would you? He lives in this town and I have a very important message for him." Zachariah would think for a moment. The name Mr. Shaw seemed so familiar. "I think so. Maybe..." he would say with a pondering tone. "Wonderful! Please take me to him, you'll be duly rewarded, I promise!" Zachariah would be suddenly pressed to partake of this venture the young lady was on. But he was shopping for the orphanage.

Oh well, they would understand if he brought back a bit of extra foodstuffs. "C-Certainly! Stay close, the streets are dangerous," he would jest. A hearty laugh followed as he would walk towards the edge of the marketing district towards the residential district for the middle class. The young lady would follow him closely as he'd requested, because she was rather helpless and something was making her afraid, obviously.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Zachariah would inquire to her.The young lady would begin to explain her situation. "You see, this Mr. Shaw is an important figure in gladiatorial combat and is even a face in the underground fighting rings around these parts. Thusly many people would hire thugs to steal information from him." Zachariah would nod kurtly. "I see. So you're a messenger for him, and therefore any thugs that were hired would be aiming for you?" The young lady would nod, "That's correct. Not only that though, but I've already had an encounter with them." She would suddenly slap her hands over her mouth and blush, as she would peer over at Zachariah, expecting a sort of angry reaction from him. Zachariah remained unperturbed, however, and simply responded, "Is that all? I'll handle your thug problem then. After all, there's a reward at the end of it, right?"

389/1000

Zachariah · 2 Re: Escort [Job/Solo] 13/11/14, 02:47 pm

Zachariah

C-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(200/200)
Stamina:

(100/100)

It would be a short while of conversing later that they would be confronted by thugs. "Hey, fancyman. Leave the girl or you're gonna get hurt," spoke one of the thugs. Clearly the leader amongst them. These thieves were all rather large men, probably hired more as muscle that they would be hired as actual thieves. They had daggers at the ready though, and that was just unacceptable. "And if I refuse?" he would inquire. The lead thief would simply swipe his blade forward a bit, to imply Zachariah would get cut. Zachariah got this look in his eyes with would certainly not bode well for these thugs.

He would unsheathe his rather fancy blade from its place on his belt. "Leave her alone and fight me," he would say. Suddenly one was particularly close to him, the burst of speed was uncanny, attacking from the side. He would quickly reel in a leg and launch forward, twisting in mid air as he did so and landed. Suddenly there were the 4 others surrounding him, all ready to strike. He would suddenly spring upwards 7.5 meters into the air using his rear foot. "I don't appreciate your methods, I'll replace them with my own." He would fall from that height, and using smite, he would strike into the foe closest to the young lady with his blade. The man would let out a gasp as he would be toppled over beneath Zachariah's weight. The man with no memories would look at the remaining 4 thieves, and beckoned them to try and fight him now. Waving them over. "Bring it on."

660/1000

Zachariah · 3 Re: Escort [Job/Solo] 13/11/14, 03:11 pm

Zachariah

C-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(200/200)
Stamina:

(100/100)

The rest of the thugs would suddenly blindly go into a panic sort of state. Without thinking they would charge at Zachariah, would stood with his blade readied, poised for the strike. "Are you certain you want to move like that?" he would ask, watching their every pattern of movement. Suddenly in an instant, all of the thugs would pounce forming a wall of people in front of him. In order to express how fast this was going, time slowed immensely, as Zachariah would stab each one with a single thrust of his blade. They would all suddenly fall around him, and landed in a pile that surrounded him on three sides. "They... Were good men hired to do bad things..." he would say.

The young lady would run over to him with an excited and cheerful expression, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Zachariah's client would rapid fire her gratitude at him like some kind of futuristic cannon. Zachariah himself would wave his hands a bit, "It was nothing really, I don't deserve praise like this." Suddenly footsteps and clacking would follow one another. Zachariah would turn his attention as an elderly man were a walking stick walked on over. It was a familiar sight, and the old man spoke in a familiar tone of voice, "Merciless, brutal, clean. This could only be. Zachariah, is that you. m'boy?"

889/1000

Zachariah · 4 Re: Escort [Job/Solo] 13/11/14, 03:21 pm

Zachariah

C-Tier

Character Sheet
Magoi:

(200/200)
Stamina:

(100/100)

The memoriless man would look at this guy for a moment as he heard his name be spoken, "You're... That crazy old man who keeps on telling me he knows me from a past life!" The two of them would immediately punch each other in the face, "How're you doing you old fucker? Been intimidating any orphans lately?" The old man returned fire, "Nah, ya won't let me, remember? I don't want you to end my pathetic old life!" Their fist fight continued for another few moments, shockwaves induced from their blows upon one another was scaring the young lady, "M-M-Mr. Shaw?" The fighting would stop suddenly. "Mr. Shaw...?" Zachariah would note for a moment, "Oh. You're Mr. Shaw!?" "What? Ya didn't catch my name amidst my drunken ramblin'?"

A brief discussion would occur thereafter, and then it would be decided, "Well. Since ya protected such a pretty young lady. I could pay ya for yar troubles." A small sack of valueable jewels would leave Mr. Shaw's pocket and was set into Zachariah's hands. He would look at it for a moment, in awe, "You just carry this around?" "Aye. Now what's this letter all about then?" Another few moments later, the old man would be finished reading the letter. "Fuck that," he would curse aloud. The young lady would look rather crushed. Her efforts were gone to waste. Mr. Shaw clarified, "It's another invitation to the local underground. But those chumps are... well... chumply. Zachariah, here." Zachariah was now holding the letter, as Shaw continued, "Come find me when ya're done." The old man would suddenly walk off, the sound of footsteps and clacking as he left.

1167/1000
Complete

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