Watching in the Dark.

[Drogh]

[member="Maulkat"]

Drogh felt connected to Coruscant, it hated it but he could never leave it, not fully. Drogh knew the underworld more and more, he found him self wasting hours traveling up and down the levels, finding every corner and crack he could, discovering all sorts of bizarre things. Drogh was always frantically trying to get money to survive, living a semi-nomadic lifestyle and not having a permanent home constantly make Drogh on edge, he had narrowly avoided several fights, robberies and even death, the underground was getting worse even on the upper levels. Drogh wanted to make another journey down to the pit, he had plans, a place he could call home, a place no one would ever go to look for him. A place he no longer had to fear from the constant watching eyes of everyone.

 

[Riamah]

Familiar with the alleys and back ways of Coruscant, Ra was wondering around in one of the more run down areas. She's not afraid for her life as these are the streets she grew up on, she knew who to avoid or where to go if she got into a situation that was over her head. Ra stopped to look at some the wares at one of her favorite vendors from when she was young, at this time, there was nothing for her and she moved on.

Nearby, she heard some rustling, a sound that shouldn't be here. Ra checked to make her sure her weapons were handy in case she needed them and moved closer to the sound.

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[Drogh]

Drogh was making his way to a marketplace, one of the few that was actually some what crowded, Drogh preferred crowds, if anything happened he could escape into the masses. The unending chatter, in so many languages, all mixing into a haze of meaningless noise that swarmed the ears of everyone, people calling to buy their disgusting food that smelt more of oil then meat, second hand blasters that could just about work, it was all awful. Drogh didn't need nor want much, he was simply looking for what ever could last, so Drogh looked around the market for what ever he could find.

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[Riamah]

As Ra appraoched the rustling sound, she saw a silent figure come out of the small crowd near one of the many stalls. He wore a black cloak, pants...everything, except his mask covering his face. In his eyes, she saw fear, like a child left alone for the first time. A fear, maybe of the crowds or just of people, she wasn't sure. He didn't look like he was friendly, but not hostile either. Just another person among many, shopping for something.

Ra was about to pass the darkly clad stranger, when out from between the stalls, dashed a young urchin and to avoid being knocked over or run down, she accidently bumped into him. She looked at him and nodded slightly.

"Sorry to bump into you, just avoiding the traffic."

She waved her hand in the direction the child had run.

 

[Drogh]

Drogh took only a brief moment to notice the young women, he most of the voices had become a haze and her's drowned out in them, nothing more then blurs, although her's was slightly more noticeable then the rest. Drogh just dismissed her as another person, another creature stuck in the emptiness of this place. Why was she talking to him? What did she expect to gain from it? Was she being friendly, a unwanted and unwelcome friendliness, not desired. Drogh still crept around, finding a vendor he liked.

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[Riamah]

[member="Drogh"]

Ra could tell she had caught the stranger's attention for a moment and then he passed her by, like he didn't hear what she had just said. Perplexed, she watched him move away from her and in the direction of the stall next to the one she had just left. She had not stopped by that one, so she followed the stranger to check out that vendor's wares.

The vendor offered sturdy every day ware, mostly for cooking and the keeping of food with a few odds and ends of other trinkets. She picked up an item she liked and started hageling with the vendor at a price they would both agree on.

 

[Drogh]

Drogh finally came about a Vendor, to his disliking it was the same one the young lady had chosen, Drogh would need food for his second 'pilgrimage' to The Pit. He was annoyed, pointless "haggling" with the vendor, to Drogh it was a haze of dribble coming from each others mouths, meaningless words, Drogh had no desire to wait. Firmly Drogh pushed his way past the girl, confronting the vendor with a coldly stare. He gestured towards some oddly looking meat, pointing at it with his bony skeleton like hands. "I want that." he said in a cold and commanding tone, he was careful to look behind him, just if some thing was happen, he then gave a small glance at the girl, before staring ahead at the vendor.

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[Riamah]

Ra was in the middle of bartering with the vendor for the item she picked when Drogh rudely pushed his way over and pointed to an item he wanted. The vendor was shocked and looked between the stranger and Ra, almost as if waiting for a fight to break out.

"You'll have to wait your turn."

The vendor turned his attention back to Ra to continue agreeing on a price.

"No, it's ok. He can go."

She leaned against the counter and just watched the interaction between Drogh and the vendor. He wasn't paying any attention to her and look forward. It's like he intentionally did this.

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[Drogh]

Drogh still stared down a the street vendor, pointing down at the food in front of him, his fingers were fin and pointy, like sharp sticks poking out from under the thick black sleeves that they descend from, he gave the vendor a look with his cold dead-like eyes, speaking with a cold whisper like voice, just loud enough to hear. "Give that meat," Drogh took out a fistful of credits and lay it down on the vendors counter, taking out a gray sack as he began to fill the odd looking meat into the sack.

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[Riamah]

"Don't you want that wrapped?"

Ra spoke to the rude stranger, though he may not be paying attention to her.

"I mean you're going to get your bag all nasty and the other stuff inside is going to smell within the day."

The vendor counted the money to find it enough for the meat, plus a little extra. He wasn't going to argue with this guy about him over paying.

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[Drogh]

Drogh paid no mind to her, he flung the sack over his shoulder and began to walk off into the crowd, he walked slightly more slowly then before.

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[Riamah]

Ra watched the stranger walked away after stuffing the meat in his bag. She quickly wrapped up her transaction with the vendor herself and asked for some paper for the stranger. Muttering under her breath at the stupidity of some people, she followed behind Drogh. His steps were slower than before, like he was waiting for her to catch up.

"Excuse me."

Swerving through the crowd, she did catch up with him, wondering if he is mentally impaired or something.

"I have some wrapping for your meat."

She isn't sure how to treat him, so decided to go about it as an equal.

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[Drogh]

Drogh felt some thing different again, he began to twitch ever so slightly, his hand clenching into a fist, all that built up anger and hate and he had found some one to let it all out on. He didn't think, he just acted on his anger, dropping the bag, letting it fall to the ground. Drogh stared at the girl, his fists like rocks he began to strike her with one of his fists, aiming for her face. He didn't know why, but Drogh just wanted to hurt some one, anyone. He had enough with this world, instead of hiding from it, maybe he'll burn it.

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[Riamah]

In the crowded market, Ra was not prepared for what Dough did. Instead of accepting the wrapping paper for his meat, he dropped his bag and turned on her. Rather than speaking or saying anything, he started to throw a punch at her face. Drogh is considerably taller than Ra and she was able to duck under his punch. His forward momentum and his fist not connecting threw him off balance, but he remained on his feet.

A few clients and merchants noticed the scuffle happening and decided they had better places to be or started watching the event unfold.

"Ok, I'm sorry."

Ra ducked under another jab thrown in her direction which she avoided as easily as the first. She looks at him, but is at a loss as to what to do. If he wants to fight, then this should be taken out of the market. Ra is familiar with some hand to hand combat, so is confident if it came down to it, that she could beat this man. It's not something she looked for though.

"What is your problem?"

She avoids another punch and throws in a fast low jab in the direction Drogh's side.

[member="Drogh"]

(OOC: I had you throw in a couple more punches. If that's something you don't want me to do, let me know.)
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[Drogh]

Drogh felt a thud go against him, a slight pain ached in his side yet it did not matter, however Drogh became slightly more aware of what he was doing, reaching for his viro-blade, Drogh began to point it towards the little girl. Drogh wasn't too happy with her, a little thing that was nimble on her feat, yet so was Drogh. Not entirely sure why he struck out, yet not really caring Drogh proceed to say with words filled with spite and hate "Kark off".

[member="Maulkat"]

(I don't want you controlling my characters actions, I'll let it slide but please don't do it again.)

 

[Riamah]

Ra felt her punch connect firmly to Drogh's side, but that didn't slow him down any. She watched as he pulled a vibro-blade and turned to face her. Knowing this was NOT going to turn out well for one them, Ra figured she needed to keep combat close to him so he wouldn't be able to use the blade easily.

Running a risk of exposing herself, Ra rushed in low at Drogh and fell to the ground, skidding through he parted legs and grabbing his ankles on her way through hoping to topple him to the ground. When she stopped sliding, Ra found the security of the market running in their direction and stood up facing Drogh.

"Things are about to get way more complicated. If you wish to continue, I suggest we take this outside."

As she spoke, she heard the sound of the guard's weapons charging up and felt them pointed at both her and Drogh.

(Ok, I'll not do that again, but please try to give me something more to post from.)

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[Drogh]

(alright fair enough, I didn't want to seem unfair by doing to many things within one post, but I'll try and make things more interesting.)

Drogh staggered, unhinged by the sudden pull Drogh tried to maintain his footing, but almost fell. Caught of guard, Drogh expected a quick hit from the rather nimble girl, but he got nothing, just some comment, then he heard the uneasy sound of guns being loaded, blasters to be sure. Glancing behind him, Drogh saw two rather unhappy men with blasters, most likely hired guns of some sort. Drogh in the moment was caught in a strike of fear and panic, and in his irrationality he reached for his DL-18, knowing that within a instant either him or that guard would be found death with a red mark in their chests, breathing slowly, trying to calm his racing mind Drogh in a split second fired into the guard.

As expected, a bolt came roaring at him to quick to see it, Drogh fell down as a pain came bursting in his right shoulder, he had been shot. He had managed to kill the first guard, that much was clear but the second one was right there, Drogh grinding his teeth together like if he was sharpening knifes, as the guard walked over to see if Drogh was truly dead, Drogh leaped out with such speed that it was almost dazing, tearing a viro-blade into his chest. As the guard died of his wounds, laying down he turned to the girl, walking over towards her slowly, with a blind hate in his eyes.

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[Riamah]

Her fast thinking on making Drogh fall failed, but he was off balance for a second or two. Two guards showed up to try and put a stop to the fight, but by then it was too late. Her opponent shot one of them dead, but not before he was shot himself. Drogh fell to the ground, grinding his teeth, a sound Ra could hear even at the distance between them. Ra watched as he dashed up and just as quickly killed the second guard.

He turned to face her with pure hate in his eyes. What in fark had she done to deserve this?

Seeing Drogh holding both the vibro-blade and his blaster, she knew he was at a disadvantage. Both her hands were free and she still had her knives hidden. However, Ra knew this man was dangerous and would not bat an eye if he killed her.

At the sounds of the blasters and knowing somebody had died, market had virtually become a ghost town. They were effectively alone. Ra picked up a random item from one of the stalls near her. It ended up being a wooden spoon and fork set. It really wouldn't do much to hurt the man, but if only Ra could distract him or wear him down enough to disable him. She threw first the spoon at him, followed by the fork a second later. Ra did not stop to see if either connected as she scurried around behind the vendor, picking up a solid hammer like object from the next.

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[Drogh]

The fork and spoon bounced off Drogh like nothing, Drogh would of laughed if he had the patience for it. Watching the little girl, voices began to plague Drogh, "Run, Run!" "Kill her, kill her!". These two conflicting voices would began to hammer down on Drogh, his head felt like it was ready to explode. Drogh began to feel a rush of fear creep over him like a tide of water, he could not stay here, darting off into the other direction Drogh began to run, forgetting what he had just brought, rushing off into the nearest alleyway, his heart was racing and his mind aching.

@Ra'a'mah

 

[Riamah]

Crouching down, holding the hammer, Ra waited for [member="Drogh"] to come around the corner. He never came and she heard him turn away and run from the fight. She lowered the hammer when his steps faded into silence. Letting out a sigh of relief, she stood up and walked away from the blood spattered fight scene, hoping to never run into that strange man again.