"Allow me," Xardius said, taking the parts and working on the ship so it was fixed in about fifteen minutes. "Where to next?" Xardius asked. "We should probably pick up Wing, at least..."
"Besides, hero? You?" Xardius said, slamming the flailing knight into the ground. "You're preying on the people you claimed to protect." Picking the knight up, Xardius kneed him in the gut, then cracked a fist into his sternum. "It's guys like you," Xardius said. "That I really hate." A final vicious uppercut that obviously broke ribs left the knight wheezing on the ground.
Xardius' sword intercepted the blow, clashing and rejecting the keyblade, forcing the man's arm back towards his opposite shoulder, knocking him off balance, which left him open for Xardius to punch him and send him flying. "Mr. X?" Xardius asked, raising an eyebrow. "...Catchy..."
OOC: Nah, Xardius just remembers him... BIC: Xardius shrugged. "That would be why then...So, you're going to...try to kill us...? And isn't this a bit unrealistic...? Hundreds of bandits when the town population is just over two hundred...? How are you feeding all these guys...? Are you...sane?" OOC: Gotta go for dinner, be back in a few.
"This guy seems familiar," Xardius said, scratching his head as the man ran away as fast as he could go.
"I think...I lost," the man said, as the bandit grabbed him. "That's unusual..." "Holding me hostage costs 6000 gil an hour," the man said. "And since holding a dagger to my throat constitutes considerable danger to my life, that's another 4000 gil on top of that. When will you pay me?" Xardius coughed. "Just ignore him. Lead on...or whatever."
The man clicked his tongue. "Is that so? Because I have a filed patent from the UPA in my back pocket that says I can sell their books on this world, as well as other propaganda, and I'm due for a payment. It's my job, until they fire me, or don't pay me for so long that I have to find something else to do." The man smiled and held out his hand. "Since you just suggested you're a representative of the people I work for, you should lawfully be able to pay me the 10000 gil you owe me." He wiggled his fingers.
"No one would know about you blokes if it weren't for me," the man smirked. "I've been spreading propaganda all over, and that book you 'borrowed' costs money. Since you took it, you owe me, since I sell them. That's another 500 gil right there. So that's 1000 you owe me now...Plus tax."
The man shrugged. "Yeah, that's what I thought. No one hires me. Ever." "About the drooling face thing..." Xardius said. "Oh, yeah, I made that up," the man said. "But since you listened to me, I'll have to charge the guy-with-the-gunblade-who-looks-like-a-wimp 500 gil because I don't tell stories for free..."
"I'll have to deduct a payment from your reward, of course, which will be paltry," the man said. "Which basically means that without a contract extensively saying exactly, to as many zeroes as you can think of, what I can or cannot take from said reward, I can take all but the most minimal amount from you without feeling bad about it." Xardius scuffled his feet.
"I have nothing, but if you let me win some off you through our extensive gambling system back in town which I run, then I can give some to you...of course, you'll have to pay me back with interest, but I'm not telling you the rates, so I can basically blow you all to bankruptcy and roll in your obvious riches because you're all grandiose heroes with lots of money, I'm sure," the man smiled. Xardius rolled his eyes.
OOC: And Pirate leaves...Thus effectively cutting off both storylines...so...new one... BIC: "Hey, Ultimate Organization hero dude guys!" a man called, running up from behind them. "The bandits all ran away!" "Huh?" Xardius asked. "Yeah, they went to their secret secret ultimate defensive lair thing," the man said, jumping up and down. Xardius shook his head. "Why? Did they know we were coming?" "Well, everyone did, actually," the man said, stopping his jumping for a moment, then starting again. "But that's not why! There's a giant face-with-a-big-mouth-and-multiple-big-teeth-and-glowing-eyes coming!" "Does it drool?" Xardius snickered.
OOC: Lol, you may hate me, but what would you do without me? Continue the Wacky Adventures of Tul Raijin, the Creature, and all the Goofy Dark Side People they can Meet in One Night? XD BIC: Xardius climbed out of the jeep, and looked around. "Of course, they pick the mountain," Xardius chuckled to himself...
OOC: Jaxed, your computer life seems horribly chaotic. At least mine only has seizures, it never dies...*knock on wood* BIC: "Is he seriously on the Brotherhood terminal right now?" Enigma asked Novice, who shrugged. "This is getting ridiculous. It seems that anybody can get in. I'm going to talk with Azull...You guys...go back to the UO, OK?" In an instant, Enigma was gone. OOC: Major plot jump coming up. You're all going to hate me.
OOC: If anyone bothers to be on tonight, I'm not going to be here...I'll be here all this week though.
OOC: My apologies. I was gone all day, until after 10:30, at which point I was unable to get on. I'm on now, and if no one arrives within 30 minutes or so, I'll be back on later. BIC: Enigma shook his head. "This is getting out of hand..." He disappeared, and reappeared by Scourge. "I hope this works..." "It's entering end game," Scourge said, the smile evident on his face. "It's going exactly according to my plan...So, tell me, what is Vecked planning now...?" "He's planning to blow up some UPA people, namely Lexx, Skinnar, etc. who are the ones making the UO popular," Enigma said. "The usual terrorism." "Good, good," Scourge said. "The more, the better." "I just have one question..." Enigma said, walking forward, looking grumpy. "And that is?" Scourge asked, turning to him. "Why did Azull...?" Enigma started, but Scourge raised a hand. "Right now, I can't tell you. I'll have Azull apologize later, however," Scourge said, turning back. "I'll be joining you soon..."
"Don't let him provoke you, Novice," Enigma said, standing and brushing himself off. "It won't do any good." He turned to Liam. "Brotherhood? You? Don't kid me. You're not even worth my time at all." Air silently sliced through Wing's bonds at Enigma's gesture. Turning to Novice, he shook his head. "I swear, if one more person tries to coerce me into anything at all, I'll cut their head off..." *** Atilio nodded. "I've got it covered. Just leave it to me."
OOC: Well...sorry...I got bored waiting for the 2 minutes I waited... BIC: Enigma shook his head. "I feel like a third wheel..."
Atilio coughed, and looked at the two of them. "Well, I'm not really into the whole killing innocent people thing, but...I guess I could do it...so long as I'm on site..." *** Enigma lay on the roof Vecked, Aeron, and Atilio were in, listening quietly...
OOC: OK, here I am. I'll be here for just a bit, so I don't expect anyone to reply. I will come back later. :) BIC: Xardius was angry when he heard: angry at himself more than anything. As powerful as he was, and he still couldn't save people. Fighting depression, he began to fix things. At first, it was just small things, like sinks and toilets, but as he moved from house to house, he began fixing larger things, such as furnaces, air conditioning. He cleaned each house quickly and efficiently, clearing the junk and building from it otherwise expensive items. After, he went into the street and began building from the rubble blocks of cobblestone, which he set in the streets, covering the mud. Soon, the entire area began to look much better as the garbage disappeared... Xardius looked at the city, and brushed his hands clean, then turned and began walking off towards the fields...
