08-07-2018, 12:41 PM
To not expose what the weasel would do in full graphic detail, men would begin to head up the steps using crates and the ants to help them get over the gap, they wondered what was happening to their boss, after all his screams were pretty loud. All in sheer surprise and pain, the many rodents feared for what could have been their boss being mutilated or violated in some manner by torture or other means. The screams and crying lasted for well around two or so minutes, and once it began to fade the weasel would be done, carrying the rodent in a fire man style carry.
“Elysia? Are you okay?...Elysia?..” Worry spread through his body as he just managed to make another ear piece after the last one got broken into pieces from the explosion.
Not too far away as Elysia was held inside of a room with a rat with a gun he seemed to look out the window, noticing the massive explosions coming from the docks main building, still trying to get a hold of his boss. “Boss! Whats going on! Boss!” But while he had his back turned a slightly bruised Elysia would begin to get her barrings, tied up but gently cutting at the ropes of her bindings with a dagger she kept in her pantyhose.
After a few soft cuts she managed to get free and before the man could even react he found a knife lodged into his neck, choking on his own lungs and blood as the woman panted, holding her side but propping herself up against the window’s little ledge. Watching him bleed out and die but glancing up she could only grin while panting from the small beating she took. She had long since gotten free around the time he contacted her but knew full well he would be okay, at last to some degree.
“Not too worry huh? Maybe you were right, though next time maybe you shouldn’t blow up a room your obviously in?”
“You heard that..?”
“Of course I did you crazy weasel! And the one before it, you scared me half to death! I thought you had died!”
“I mean, uh I would have died, I did unpin a grenade on my own belt.” He laughed, which only drew a growl from Elysia, that calmed down once she felt that he would be alright for the most part.
“Guess that means when I slap you I shouldn’t worry about your well being.”
“H-hey, I didn’t say that.”
Ricter frowned, but obviously knew that she was just joking right now. However the conversation would have to be placed on hold now, especially when he was just in the middle of leaving and had to make a quick exit. Looking around for a place he could get out from he knew he could jump out of a window but which one? Plus once all the screaming had stopped a number of rodents and bugs began to march up towards his location, coming towards the closed doors of the office only to find nothing when they finally opened it.
Ricter having jumped form the third story window that was already blasted out thanks to the grenade he had set off and soon would land on the ground. He wasn’t invincible but his healing factor and durability were what gave the appearance of such, making his fall more or less null for causing any pain to his body, the weasel ran with Demetri completely passed out on his shoulder, it was easy to carry him given his size.
Eventually disappearing into the darkness while everyone scrambled to go and figure out what was going on. The police arrived not too long after this, with such a large explosion and a small tip from an anonymous caller it had to be investigated. Hours later the docks were soon taken control of by the authorities, they would find that Demetri was tied up right at their door step, a folder with all the information he had found in the file cabinets was right next to him and even better so were some of the pictures of guns and ammunition. All placed on a usb drive.
They had all the information they needed now, and with Elysia and Ricter meeting up back at the hotel most if not all of the goons involved were being rounded up. This shaped up to be one of the biggest busts in history. At least for this town, to find out so much in one day left those who were paid off in a troubling spot, and those who were on the right side of the law throwing out accusations and subpoenas like candy.
The town was in a state of chaos, and investigations would probably take a while but luckily for Elysia and Ricter they had finished what they had planned so far, last was finally the father, and his estate. But for sure they wouldn’t be planning anything right now, the two deserved a good nights sleep, this time they would sleep some place else.
“You’ve looked better..”
Ricter would say as Elysia finally managed to come to the meeting place with him, near the hotel but not inside of it, holding her side still she would smirk but give him a middle finger as he smiled back. “Should I take that as a complement or just snark from a doctor who hasn’t treated me yet.”
Fair point to make, though as they met in the ally he would pull his sword out and gently cut her hand when she reached to him, nicking it but not letting any pain enter her body from it. Instead her wounds could begin to heal as she was both confused but happy that it worked. He never showed her how his sword worked, only told her, so in a way she marveled at the sensation and look of it all.
“Wow, I thought you were only joking when you said your weapon could do this, but I feel right as rain.” She would glance down to her side, no more blood, in fact the matted section was just that, a wet red mess that didn’t bleed any more. With her inspection done she looked back to Ricter who changed out of his tattered robes and tossed it all into a trash can that was currently being used by some bums to stay somewhat warm. Giving them some more fuel as one gave a grin and a “Thanks!” as the pair made their way down the alley.
“So what now? Pretty sure going back to the hotel is out of the question, at least inside of it, seems that the remnants of Demitri and Agustin’s goons are looking for us. That or have scattered thanks to all the police looking for them.”
A good question, however Elysia would think for a bit as she made a left down the alley, heading away form the general area thatw as the hotel now. “Well there is the Simon estate, we cold very well strike it now, however I think I need some time to rest. Being bludgeoned with a gun isn’t very good for your brain. Even if the damage was healed.”
Ricter couldn’t agree more to this, however it just felt like they were rushing it and this wasn't good for her at all. If anything he hoped that once the smoke cleared that this constant war with everyone attacking everyone or the police against those paid off by the mafia would end. However now they needed a place to stay for the night, today had been a long day, and even he was mentally exhausted by all the effort he put into dismantling operations of crime and violence.
“Yeah, its late, you should probably lay down, get some rest.”
“Hm? You sound like your trying to get rid of me. Your better off sleeping as well, I don't know how many times you can use that fancy sword of yours but I wouldn't push it, and a banishment circle will probably by pass that. Come, I know where you can stay that no one will find us.”
Trusting her he would give a soft nod and begin walking along with her now, they would travel along the not so main roads, going through streets that were questionable but no one would bother them. In fact not many people were out on the streets as police began to come down each street rounding up maia related goons. Indicated by ringing a loud bell while riding a large ant, for ights they used the blue glow of a mushroom and the red glow of another mushroom that was placed on top of the ants head, indicating a serine and lights.
Ricter and Elysia avoided talking to the cops right now, after all they had done some bad things, killed some people, sure for the sake of good but what was ‘good’ in this situation? It was hard to say, but they had to find a place to rest for a while, even the energy from his weapon was wavering, and his own body was exhausted after getting hit so many times with bullets, a grenade, and so on.
Eventually they had came to The Twisted Tail, coming in quickly the place was empty, or at least as empty as can be as Ricter followed Elysia behind him while Carl was cleaning some glasses. Perking up as he noticed Elysia, his tone was slightly worried but at the same time inquisitive and questioning why she was here.
“Elysia? What are you doing? You don't have work for the night.”
“Carl mind if I take up one of the rooms? For the night that is, I...have a client here who would really want to-” Elysia would try to explain but Carl would look over to the weasel and seemingly get it for a second, looking back to her as he added. “Sure, here's the key.”
He would pull it out, offering it to her as she would be surprised, but take it, he didn’t ask for any money? Nor did he even ask anything else about whats going on outside, and why most of the mafia goons had cleared out of his establishment. Turning around and pulling down another bottle he would take a swig from it, sighing as the beetle would look back to the duo, gently waving them away, shooing them up stairs with a gesture.
“Well? Get going, but your done when the morning comes around, can’t have you halting business. Not that it matters given most my customers are being locked up.” He commented as Elysia slightly smiled, Carl had been neutral with her, both apologetic in some instances but also a business man, one that dabbled in things he shouldn’t. Even now he knew what was coming and maybe he was next once the investigators looked into his establishment, but he wasn’t broken up about it.
If anything he seemed happy, and odd thing given how he was a bug man and could barley give expression but his actions spoke louder. So the two would soon make their way up stairs, hearing nothing from the doors around them, “Normally this place is packed at night, but not even the girls are here tonight.” Elysia spoke softly, but eventually she would come to her room, walking to the door and unlocking it.
The two would walk inside, closing it behind them as both Ricter and the woman next to him would mull over what they might have done, right or wrong she could feel herself slipping from the shackles around her neck. Making her mind up farther quickly, no matter what they would find out the back lash of their decisions in the end. “Lets...get some sleep.” Ricter mentioned, snapping her out of a small daze which she perked up and nodded towards.
Their choice in where to sleep seemed to be perfect as that night the hotel was searched, both by the mafia and the police, looking for something, anything, but in the end they found nothing. Unknowing that they were only a few blocks away, sleeping in a brothel, a place of so much privacy that it was almost genius. The brothels beds sucked, but it was the safest place to stay when recovering, plus no one knew they were here besides Carl as well, and though Ricter trusted Elysia, he didn’t know if he could trust the man even if Elysia seemed fine with him.
“Elysia? Are you okay?...Elysia?..” Worry spread through his body as he just managed to make another ear piece after the last one got broken into pieces from the explosion.
Not too far away as Elysia was held inside of a room with a rat with a gun he seemed to look out the window, noticing the massive explosions coming from the docks main building, still trying to get a hold of his boss. “Boss! Whats going on! Boss!” But while he had his back turned a slightly bruised Elysia would begin to get her barrings, tied up but gently cutting at the ropes of her bindings with a dagger she kept in her pantyhose.
After a few soft cuts she managed to get free and before the man could even react he found a knife lodged into his neck, choking on his own lungs and blood as the woman panted, holding her side but propping herself up against the window’s little ledge. Watching him bleed out and die but glancing up she could only grin while panting from the small beating she took. She had long since gotten free around the time he contacted her but knew full well he would be okay, at last to some degree.
“Not too worry huh? Maybe you were right, though next time maybe you shouldn’t blow up a room your obviously in?”
“You heard that..?”
“Of course I did you crazy weasel! And the one before it, you scared me half to death! I thought you had died!”
“I mean, uh I would have died, I did unpin a grenade on my own belt.” He laughed, which only drew a growl from Elysia, that calmed down once she felt that he would be alright for the most part.
“Guess that means when I slap you I shouldn’t worry about your well being.”
“H-hey, I didn’t say that.”
Ricter frowned, but obviously knew that she was just joking right now. However the conversation would have to be placed on hold now, especially when he was just in the middle of leaving and had to make a quick exit. Looking around for a place he could get out from he knew he could jump out of a window but which one? Plus once all the screaming had stopped a number of rodents and bugs began to march up towards his location, coming towards the closed doors of the office only to find nothing when they finally opened it.
Ricter having jumped form the third story window that was already blasted out thanks to the grenade he had set off and soon would land on the ground. He wasn’t invincible but his healing factor and durability were what gave the appearance of such, making his fall more or less null for causing any pain to his body, the weasel ran with Demetri completely passed out on his shoulder, it was easy to carry him given his size.
Eventually disappearing into the darkness while everyone scrambled to go and figure out what was going on. The police arrived not too long after this, with such a large explosion and a small tip from an anonymous caller it had to be investigated. Hours later the docks were soon taken control of by the authorities, they would find that Demetri was tied up right at their door step, a folder with all the information he had found in the file cabinets was right next to him and even better so were some of the pictures of guns and ammunition. All placed on a usb drive.
They had all the information they needed now, and with Elysia and Ricter meeting up back at the hotel most if not all of the goons involved were being rounded up. This shaped up to be one of the biggest busts in history. At least for this town, to find out so much in one day left those who were paid off in a troubling spot, and those who were on the right side of the law throwing out accusations and subpoenas like candy.
The town was in a state of chaos, and investigations would probably take a while but luckily for Elysia and Ricter they had finished what they had planned so far, last was finally the father, and his estate. But for sure they wouldn’t be planning anything right now, the two deserved a good nights sleep, this time they would sleep some place else.
“You’ve looked better..”
Ricter would say as Elysia finally managed to come to the meeting place with him, near the hotel but not inside of it, holding her side still she would smirk but give him a middle finger as he smiled back. “Should I take that as a complement or just snark from a doctor who hasn’t treated me yet.”
Fair point to make, though as they met in the ally he would pull his sword out and gently cut her hand when she reached to him, nicking it but not letting any pain enter her body from it. Instead her wounds could begin to heal as she was both confused but happy that it worked. He never showed her how his sword worked, only told her, so in a way she marveled at the sensation and look of it all.
“Wow, I thought you were only joking when you said your weapon could do this, but I feel right as rain.” She would glance down to her side, no more blood, in fact the matted section was just that, a wet red mess that didn’t bleed any more. With her inspection done she looked back to Ricter who changed out of his tattered robes and tossed it all into a trash can that was currently being used by some bums to stay somewhat warm. Giving them some more fuel as one gave a grin and a “Thanks!” as the pair made their way down the alley.
“So what now? Pretty sure going back to the hotel is out of the question, at least inside of it, seems that the remnants of Demitri and Agustin’s goons are looking for us. That or have scattered thanks to all the police looking for them.”
A good question, however Elysia would think for a bit as she made a left down the alley, heading away form the general area thatw as the hotel now. “Well there is the Simon estate, we cold very well strike it now, however I think I need some time to rest. Being bludgeoned with a gun isn’t very good for your brain. Even if the damage was healed.”
Ricter couldn’t agree more to this, however it just felt like they were rushing it and this wasn't good for her at all. If anything he hoped that once the smoke cleared that this constant war with everyone attacking everyone or the police against those paid off by the mafia would end. However now they needed a place to stay for the night, today had been a long day, and even he was mentally exhausted by all the effort he put into dismantling operations of crime and violence.
“Yeah, its late, you should probably lay down, get some rest.”
“Hm? You sound like your trying to get rid of me. Your better off sleeping as well, I don't know how many times you can use that fancy sword of yours but I wouldn't push it, and a banishment circle will probably by pass that. Come, I know where you can stay that no one will find us.”
Trusting her he would give a soft nod and begin walking along with her now, they would travel along the not so main roads, going through streets that were questionable but no one would bother them. In fact not many people were out on the streets as police began to come down each street rounding up maia related goons. Indicated by ringing a loud bell while riding a large ant, for ights they used the blue glow of a mushroom and the red glow of another mushroom that was placed on top of the ants head, indicating a serine and lights.
Ricter and Elysia avoided talking to the cops right now, after all they had done some bad things, killed some people, sure for the sake of good but what was ‘good’ in this situation? It was hard to say, but they had to find a place to rest for a while, even the energy from his weapon was wavering, and his own body was exhausted after getting hit so many times with bullets, a grenade, and so on.
Eventually they had came to The Twisted Tail, coming in quickly the place was empty, or at least as empty as can be as Ricter followed Elysia behind him while Carl was cleaning some glasses. Perking up as he noticed Elysia, his tone was slightly worried but at the same time inquisitive and questioning why she was here.
“Elysia? What are you doing? You don't have work for the night.”
“Carl mind if I take up one of the rooms? For the night that is, I...have a client here who would really want to-” Elysia would try to explain but Carl would look over to the weasel and seemingly get it for a second, looking back to her as he added. “Sure, here's the key.”
He would pull it out, offering it to her as she would be surprised, but take it, he didn’t ask for any money? Nor did he even ask anything else about whats going on outside, and why most of the mafia goons had cleared out of his establishment. Turning around and pulling down another bottle he would take a swig from it, sighing as the beetle would look back to the duo, gently waving them away, shooing them up stairs with a gesture.
“Well? Get going, but your done when the morning comes around, can’t have you halting business. Not that it matters given most my customers are being locked up.” He commented as Elysia slightly smiled, Carl had been neutral with her, both apologetic in some instances but also a business man, one that dabbled in things he shouldn’t. Even now he knew what was coming and maybe he was next once the investigators looked into his establishment, but he wasn’t broken up about it.
If anything he seemed happy, and odd thing given how he was a bug man and could barley give expression but his actions spoke louder. So the two would soon make their way up stairs, hearing nothing from the doors around them, “Normally this place is packed at night, but not even the girls are here tonight.” Elysia spoke softly, but eventually she would come to her room, walking to the door and unlocking it.
The two would walk inside, closing it behind them as both Ricter and the woman next to him would mull over what they might have done, right or wrong she could feel herself slipping from the shackles around her neck. Making her mind up farther quickly, no matter what they would find out the back lash of their decisions in the end. “Lets...get some sleep.” Ricter mentioned, snapping her out of a small daze which she perked up and nodded towards.
Their choice in where to sleep seemed to be perfect as that night the hotel was searched, both by the mafia and the police, looking for something, anything, but in the end they found nothing. Unknowing that they were only a few blocks away, sleeping in a brothel, a place of so much privacy that it was almost genius. The brothels beds sucked, but it was the safest place to stay when recovering, plus no one knew they were here besides Carl as well, and though Ricter trusted Elysia, he didn’t know if he could trust the man even if Elysia seemed fine with him.