Blade From the Past [Closed]

Subject: Blade From the Past [Closed] Mon Mar 15, 2010 5:41 pm

Silently the young male watched as people passed. Bandaged hands gently gripped the clay cup that held his cool liquid, or what had been cool. Likely lukewarm by now. Not that it seemed to matter to Rei. He silently drank the liquid- as he had thought, lukewarm. He made no comment as he watched. He had nothing to do, no people to see to. Not even a crime for the duration he had been here. Perhaps he had been doing this the wrong way. In other places, along the road, he had found crime in this fashion. Waiting for it to come to him did not seem to be the most pertinent thing to do in a city. He would have preferred to wait at the low table he was at, but he had to stick to his ideals. He was frustrated, but mostly at himself. He thought now that it was naive to think that. Though that was how the blade that was tied to his leather waist "belt" (though clearly it was much larger then a belt) was tied to.

This was about three, maybe four villages ago. A gang of thieves had decided to take this family's little daughter hostage that had lost their father. Rei, with his strict honor code, had to see if he could help. He went to see the woman who had lost the child- she explained that they had wronged those bandits in the past, and so some sick for of retribution would be to behead their daughter. Rei, furious, wanted to go off. However, without a weapon, it would be much harder to do what he wanted. From what she told him, this gang had ten people. He was skilled with swordsmanship, and had no blade at the time.

Though hesitant, the woman gave him a blade. Her husband had been a blacksmith and as warrior, and what he was given was a basic, one handed sword. He accepted it and asked for directions. She knew only scant rumors, but those were likely true. They seemed the bumbling type, to prance around with a prize and think that they had won the world. With the information, he gathered some from other villagers, though they seemed to want the authorities in the area to do such things as go after the girl. To Rei, the "authorities" were just lazy people who waited for something like this, and then lazied around, gathering information.

Moving through the forest, the human would pass several places that seemed to hold old significance- shrines, temples, even labled graves. These seemed desecrated, destroyed in some cases to the point that they only looked that way because the villages had described them to him. He would come to the last place along the long road- the most in tact of these broken down holy places. He would take in a breath and hold the blade in front of him. Her would have to get one or two by surprise, but with this short blade, that might be stretching it- however, he needed to test his skills. He needed to constantly do this.

Taking a deep breath, the half-wrapped individual charged in, cloak fluttering and blade thrust forward, surprising everyone in the room- the girl was being tied down. The first victim to his justice had the blade bite into his kidneys, whipped out quickly as he fell, a stupid look on his face. The next one was caught by surprise as it seemed that Rei had caught them at the right time. The short blade slid into the man's throat as a club was being raised, cutting through flesh and muscle. He pushed that one forward, catching a few of them, knocking them back. He moved and paired a blow from his right and brought his elbow to that man's side of the face to disorient him for the moment. He turned to his left with a sweeping kick, striking the side of a live male, about his age.

With the intial surprise over with, the remaining six 'healthy' bandits moved quickly, though Rei moved back and stabbed the man behind him in the chest, in his hearth. He pushed him to the back of the room and took his weapon- another shirt sword. He then moved the man, with his back to the wall. He had little choice in what to do, but fight. He narrowed his one eye and moved to the left, using the better blade to block an incoming blow and then stab into a bandit's arm with his blade. Moving at these speeds, he was quickly lowering his stamina, but he had little choice. He fought his way to the girl and told her to get onto his back.

The rest was a blur, how he had survived with the girl on his back- a constant world of parries and stabs, whirling and kicking. When he did get out, the panting human nearly collapsed. The bands on his arms had ripped and he bleed. There were cuts on his arms and chest, thought the bandages otherwise stayed on. He took the girl to her house, where he passed out from the exhaustion and blood loss.

His thought returned to the current time as he thought to himself, "That woman didn't even have to give me this long sword, but I guess it was the only thing that she had to give me. The time to rest would have been enough." He closed his eyes for the time being, and released a low sigh. He would take a moment to gather himself before pushing off the table and picking up his little bag by the drawstring, placed it over his shoulder, and moved into the streets while being careful with the blade (he didn't want to cut anyone) as he thought, "Strangely calm streets in such a city, though...such calm streets do give me the time to rest. I'll just rest for the moment, then."

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