Some Trouble

[weiss]

He hated this city, if it wasn’t the snobs getting on his nerves, it was the thugs. They were as terrible as he was only worse maybe? Sure he stole fruit and got into his share of fights, though honestly at the moment he’d forgotten what this fight was about. He sighed taking a few quick steps backwards dodging some punches thrown by someone in front of him. “to slooooow…..” he stated in a sing-song voice then swiftly brought his knee up into the male’s gut, then brought his elbow down on the man’s back then shoved him out of the way. “oh please tell me you aren’t this boring all the time” he sighed.

Regardless how the fight got started, Weiss was pretty sure things were going in his favor right now, as he blocked the fist of another then ducked and slammed his fist into the other’s stomach, all was well and good perhaps at the least this trip wouldn’t be so boring, however his upper hand on these thugs suddenly faltered, as one leapt out from behind him, they missed him mostly however the man grasped Weiss’s arm and gave him a hard yank.

Without even a pause Weiss let out a faint scream then twisted towards the man and struggled in reflex trying to get his arm free of the larger man’s grasp, however not paying enough attention he felt his other arm be yanked away from him. “Hey!” he screamed and struggled against the other man holding firmly and grinning, Weiss was about to really kick their butts, he decided on, however his eyes widened as a fist connected with his stomach he gasped for breath and lurched forwards coughing painfully his thin body wasn’t like theirs, sadly. He growled cursing at them under his breath then gritted his teeth and glared as one yanked his head back upwards by his hair. “going to be a good boy now?” he grinned.

A grin spread across his face. “ya right ugly.” he spat at him, the man even less happy, back handed him.
Weiss licked his bleeding lip. “you hit like a little girl” he stated the same grin, then suddenly was slammed again with a fist his head fell limp for a moment before he looked back up and spat some blood at the attacker now. “I rest my case.” he stated the man shouted and slammed his knee into Weiss’s stomach, causing him to cough again. Sure it hurt, his arms hurt from just being held however he would give them the satisfaction of knowing it was a weak spot.

Weiss chuckled and lifted his head but before he could speak found himself being punched in the back of the head and let fall to the concrete. He grunted trying to get up to get a foot slammed down on his back. Weiss grunted and felt a few solid kicks to his side. He must have been blacking out he didn’t really feel anymore pain, just his vision getting fuzzy…….feeling rather tired really.

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[rain]

Kessho. The royal jewel of Suiren. It had been a while since Melodie had been to this city. About three months, now that he thought about it. He had been so wrapped up in his own journey, as well as performing for a living in other regions. To find himself back here, back home, gave him a feeling of nostalgia. It was rather strange, though, as the atmosphere felt a bit more tense than normal. Perhaps there was something out of the ordinary going on. Or maybe his sense of empathy was probably mistaken like it had been on a few occasions. But still, it felt like something bad was happening at this very moment.

"Hmm...maybe I'm just imagining it.", the young boy said to himself. After mulling it over once more, he gave a light shrug before making his way towards the center of the city. Everything seemed to be just as he remembered it: the market strips naturally loud and bustling with its citizens, the many buildings tall and sculpted to match the area's class, and every so often, the sound of children running alongside their beloved pets. Yes, things seemed to be exactly the same as they always had before Melodie had left for his travels.

As he reached his destination, his feline ears pricked slightly at a sound coming from an alleyway nearby. It sounded like shouting...and someone getting hurt. Were people fighting over there? Why would they unless it was for something important? It was probably for some stupid reason, like losing a bet or something. Kessho was a bit infamous for having shady people that liked to gamble. But with the sounds of a beating ringing in his eardrums, Melodie couldn't quite leave it be now.

Using his natural cat-like stealth, the young blonde silently made his way over to the alleyway, before quietly leaping up to a windowsill nearby the site. He was actually surprised that he hadn't drawn any attention yet. In any case, he looked down to see a much larger, bulkier man beating up a smaller, yet somewhat scarier looking man. It was rather odd to him, but in any case, he didn't exactly favor the situation for the larger male. What had the other done to him to deserve such a beating? Probably nothing in Melodie's book. However, he couldn't sit there any longer. As the large neanderthal swung his leg back to deliver another kick, Melodie vaulted himself at him from behind, tucking and rolling along the ground and knocking the man off balance. Melodie was indeed smaller, however, he was more than capable of taking care of opponent's larger than himself.

While the huge dolt was currently incapacitated, he took this opportunity to tend to the other male's wounds. "Don't worry. I'll fix you right up.", he said, before holding his hands just above the man's body, a glyph glowing in unison with his palms as gentle energies began to mend his form. "Mend the wounded and replenish the fatigued...", he whispered softly, before the wounds began closing up, taking away the pain as well, as though the fight had never happened.

[weiss]

Perhaps if Weiss could have kept his mouth closed he could have stayed out of more beatings? Ah well what was another scar? And honestly though at this moment he was pondering letting these men feel some real wrath, he was honestly pondering killing them with ……something special to him. However his idea died with the large man falling away. He blinked a few times trying to get a better look. What just happened? He looked confused a moment then saw someone with blond hair approaching him, oh great he was going to be helped by a little girl? His vision was still blurry……

Weiss groaned rolling over and gritting his teeth about to swat the helper away he didn’t need help! Nah he was just choking on blood because it was fun…….or something, okay maybe he needed help. He felt his wounds being taken care of weird really, this must have been a so called ‘proper’ use of magic eh? He felt replenished yet just laid there a moment then turned his head to look up at the male, ah it was a boy it would seem, but why help him? What did he want? He wondered silently though the magic didn’t seem to heal his ……..other problem though Weiss didn’t care to point it out.

He sat up and looked at himself and then licked his lip, it wasn’t bleeding anymore! Well then he rolled his shoulder and groaned stretching folding his legs under him. “A’right!” he smirked standing regardless this boy wanted him to continue fighting or not well, just wasn’t up to him, the me seemed ready to beat the living cheese out of the kid now to, or at least he appeared young, not that Weiss cared, but he figured what the heck!

Standing up he smirked, the other guys seeming quite less thrilled then before. Weiss scratched at one of his scars then a grin spread across his features as one of the men charged, he let the man with a solid kick to his gut, then twisted right after and slammed his heal downwards on the same person’s shoulder sending them crashing downwards. Another darted this time towards the boy, Weiss darted upfront of him and spun kicking him in the side the man hit the side of the building and fell over. “C’mon boys!” he shouted. “I mean you were so sure of yourselves!” he shouted then glanced at the blond-male behind him and then looked back to the man whom seemed to be staring at him. “huh what’s wrong? Run out of steam?” he grinned then paused fallowing the man’s eyes and looked at himself before gritting his teeth and tugging his sleeve down some. “GET OUT OF HERE!” Weiss screamed the man seemed to snap back to reality before twisting around and tripping, falling on his face.

Weiss gave a sigh and rubbed his brow. “what a bunch of friggen morons.” he huffed. “Oh right--” he looked back to the kid. “uh……..thanks” he spoke almost sounding unsure his lips twisted in a unsure frown before cramming his hands in his pockets and began to walk past the over male.