Post by David B. on Jun 23, 2012 15:10:06 GMT -8
"Are you okay, maam?"
David stepped under a fallen beam, watching as the woman crouched in front of him held out her hand.
"You have to help! The floor collapsed, and my son-!"
David darted forward, noticing for the first time a largesh hold in the floor, silence coming from below. He tossed his pack down on the floor, leaning down and calling into the hole. Nothing. He didn't bring his flashlight either. He did, however....reaching into his pack, he lowere a rope into the hole, shouting "hey" to try and get the boy's attention. As he leaned over, a shadow fell over the door behind him, a man walking inside. Over his shoulder was another, barely visible individual, and standing in front of him a far shorter one. The woman backed up quickly, scooting into the counter. David turned to look over his shoulder as a rather large foot kicked him upside the chin, another slamming into his ribs immediately following.
He slid across the ground and into the wall, holding his side a moment- the big man was strong, and the one behind him, fast. The short one didn't move, instead turning around and walking out, as two more individuals poured into the doorway, grabbing the woman by the hair and dragging her out of the room. David came to his hands and knees, only to get kicked in the side again, the force lifting him from the ground and causing him to fly clean through the wall, dust and drywall coming down around him. Light was cast into the room, the men stepping over the threshold and out into the air.
"Time to go to sleep, pretty boy."
David, from the ground, could see about five or six men, all of them cracking their knuckles. Shaved heads, tattered clothes- obviously the working class soldier of a group unnamed. He heard the woman cry out from inside, and deep male laughter echoing it. As the big man stepped forward, he lifted his leg, intent to bring it down on David's face. He rolled away, the foot, thudding against the ground. Seven versus him. Two, maybe three more inside. The rest walking away with the smaller man around the building.
Not good signs.
Add onto that fact that he was at least twenty minutes from Crow territory...well...
So far as he knew, he was on his own.
The thinner man spoke. "C'mon Oslo, speed it up. I want a turn at her!"
"Shut it, Gora. I'll break him quick enough. I just want to enjoy it too."
Stats of men:
Oslo (buff guy):
Str: 70
Dex: 20
Con: 50
Int: 10
Wis: 15
Cha: 5
Gora (Thinner man):
Str: 20
Dex: 70
Con: 25
Int: 20
Wis: 25
Cha: 10
Stats of men 3,4,5,6:
Str: 10
Dex: 10
Con: 10
Int: 10
Wis: 10
Cha: 10
Stats of men inside (men 7,8,9):
Str: 12
Dex: 12
Con: 12
Int: 12
Wis: 12
Cha: 12[/b]
David stepped under a fallen beam, watching as the woman crouched in front of him held out her hand.
"You have to help! The floor collapsed, and my son-!"
David darted forward, noticing for the first time a largesh hold in the floor, silence coming from below. He tossed his pack down on the floor, leaning down and calling into the hole. Nothing. He didn't bring his flashlight either. He did, however....reaching into his pack, he lowere a rope into the hole, shouting "hey" to try and get the boy's attention. As he leaned over, a shadow fell over the door behind him, a man walking inside. Over his shoulder was another, barely visible individual, and standing in front of him a far shorter one. The woman backed up quickly, scooting into the counter. David turned to look over his shoulder as a rather large foot kicked him upside the chin, another slamming into his ribs immediately following.
He slid across the ground and into the wall, holding his side a moment- the big man was strong, and the one behind him, fast. The short one didn't move, instead turning around and walking out, as two more individuals poured into the doorway, grabbing the woman by the hair and dragging her out of the room. David came to his hands and knees, only to get kicked in the side again, the force lifting him from the ground and causing him to fly clean through the wall, dust and drywall coming down around him. Light was cast into the room, the men stepping over the threshold and out into the air.
"Time to go to sleep, pretty boy."
David, from the ground, could see about five or six men, all of them cracking their knuckles. Shaved heads, tattered clothes- obviously the working class soldier of a group unnamed. He heard the woman cry out from inside, and deep male laughter echoing it. As the big man stepped forward, he lifted his leg, intent to bring it down on David's face. He rolled away, the foot, thudding against the ground. Seven versus him. Two, maybe three more inside. The rest walking away with the smaller man around the building.
Not good signs.
Add onto that fact that he was at least twenty minutes from Crow territory...well...
So far as he knew, he was on his own.
The thinner man spoke. "C'mon Oslo, speed it up. I want a turn at her!"
"Shut it, Gora. I'll break him quick enough. I just want to enjoy it too."
Stats of men:
Oslo (buff guy):
Str: 70
Dex: 20
Con: 50
Int: 10
Wis: 15
Cha: 5
Gora (Thinner man):
Str: 20
Dex: 70
Con: 25
Int: 20
Wis: 25
Cha: 10
Stats of men 3,4,5,6:
Str: 10
Dex: 10
Con: 10
Int: 10
Wis: 10
Cha: 10
Stats of men inside (men 7,8,9):
Str: 12
Dex: 12
Con: 12
Int: 12
Wis: 12
Cha: 12[/b]
