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Updated: 03/15/2010 - Two people who admitted they played a part in the murder of a high school football standout were sentenced Monday in Duplin County.
Updated: 03/15/2010 - Two people who admitted they played a part in the murder of a high school football standout were sentenced Monday in Duplin County.
Updated: 03/12/2010 - Crews were called to the scene of a fully engulfed structure fire in Jones County.
Updated: 03/12/2010 - The BLET or Basic Law Enforcement Training Program at James Sprunt Community College in the Duplin County town of Kenansville is on hold as an audit is completed. Some students have to retake months of training.
Updated: 03/12/2010 - The Family Restaurant in Pink Hill was severely damaged by fire Friday morning, according to officials.
Posted: 03/11/2010 - The Governor's Office is billing Thursday's speech as a major address on educational goals.
Posted: 03/09/2010 - The Duplin County Sheriff's Office says it arrested Anthony Jamar James Monday on numerous heroin trafficking charges.
Updated: 03/05/2010 - Taylor Elks, a 17 year old from New Bern, was killed in a crash in January. The case against the accused driver was continued Friday.
Updated: 03/03/2010 - Road conditions are starting to improve after heavy snow fell overnight.
Updated: 02/23/2010 - B.F. Grady Elementary School in Duplin County was crowned the seventh champion in the U.S. Cellular's "Calling All Communities" campaign.
Posted: 02/23/2010 - People will have the opportunity to learn more about and sound off on the proposed Kinston Bypass in Lenoir, Jones and Craven Counties.
Posted: 02/22/2010 - A Duplin County Democrat says he won't seek a sixth term in the North Carolina House.
Posted: 02/11/2010 - University Health Systems finds itself on a list of the nation's most highly integrated health care networks.
Updated: 02/09/2010 - River advocates are alleging Clean Water Act violations by a Jones County hog operation.
Updated: 02/08/2010 - District Attorney Dewey Hudson called for the investigation into Duplin County Schools after a few items on a 2008 audit of the school system concerned him.
Updated: 02/08/2010 - The SBI is investigating the animal deaths on Tram Road in Duplin County.
Posted: 02/08/2010 - It may not be raining anymore but Eastern Carolina is still experiencing the effects of the latest washout. Read the story to find out which roads to avoid in your daily travels.
Updated: 02/08/2010 - Sheriff Blake Wallace says deputies were investigating an incident involving dead horses.
Updated: 02/05/2010 - If you've had enough traffic headaches while traveling on U.S. 70 in Lenoir, Jones and Craven counties, now is your chance to do something about it.
Updated: 02/05/2010 - A Duplin County highway was closed Friday after a hazardous chemical spill shut it down and forced the evacuation of nearby residents.
Posted: 02/04/2010 - Mike Alford will represent Division 3, which includes Onslow and Duplin counties.
Updated: 02/01/2010 - The Postal Service reminds customers to make sure their mailman can get to their mailbox because of the snow.
Updated: 01/29/2010 - Willie Nelson was set to perform in Duplin County Thursday night, but his management said he was sick and could not perform. Nelson was not present at the time his band members were issued the citation.
Updated: 01/26/2010 - Friends and family members are mourning the death of a high school student. Authorities say Raven Kennedy was killed this weekend in an ATV accident in Duplin County.
Updated: 01/26/2010 - Authorities say a man found dead in Duplin County is the same man they were looking for earlier in the day.
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Homeless, but not hopeless.
The official figure of zero hides the reality of Middlesbrough's estimated 60 homeless young people.
They sleep rough in the shadows of town ( or if they're lucky, beg a night on the floor at a mate's place. Now a Barnardo's project is giving help and hope to vulnerable youngsters in need of a new life.
John's story
John is one of Middlesbrough's hidden homeless young people.
He reckons that 60 under-25s are sleeping rough every night on Teesside ( though officially there are none.
John knows the dark and secret places to kip, away from those who would move him on.
Under the railway bridge at the Tees Barrage. Behind Sainsbury's. Beside nightspot Aruba.
There's an older man with a dog who rules the roost, keeping the youngsters to his code of conduct.
Drink and drugs may be their rock and roll, but it's a desperate life, admits John.
He hopes it's a life he has left behind: "I'm in a B&B now and things are turning round."
The change came when John found another way at Middlesbrough Independent Network's one-stop, drop-in centre in Park Road North. He turned up for the soup, desperate for a bit of warmth.
But he got more ( a life that's back on track.
There were essentials like a washing machine and blokes like him who enjoyed a game of pool. Just last week, he led a team of the Drop-Ins as they turned MIN's wasteland garden into a place of beauty with decking, arty rocks and a mural.
He loved it ( even more when everyone said he could make a career out of landscaping.
Leading the MIN team is Jason Griffiths. He was once a social worker helping sort childhood woes. Now he smoothes their way to independence as teenagers. Jason sees it all at the Barnardo's project, supporting the 16-25 age group living on their own with access to the Tees Valley region's multi-agency help.
Middlesbrough has about 20,000 in that age group and MIN is there for any who need a listening ear, a friendly chat, expert advice ( or just some fun being with friends.
Jason admits that includes the shocking number of young people sleeping on friends' floors or in bed and breakfasts.
Or like John, out in all weathers. Some have been in care and moving on, but others are simply struggling to live without their families.
The centre is where they can get grassroots help to break the cycle and get a job, some training, a home, a life.
Specialist help for those with alcohol or drugs related problems is there too.
"This is a service where young people can get all the help they need in one place," said Jason.
"It is for any young person who might be slipping through the net without any support.
"There are a lot of young people who are homeless ( the hidden homeless sleeping on friend's floors or rough. Officially the figures might show one or two. Those who are out there reckon maybe 60.
"The problem is hidden so people don't think it exists. They are in tents or sheds, where they can find shelter."
The centre's help includes everything from a washing machine and drier ( important if you're kipping on a friend's floor ( to playing pool, checking the Internet, having a hot drink, finding an ear to listen to problems and doing what's needed to find a job, home and new life.
Natasha's story
Natasha is just 17, six months pregnant and can't wait to cuddle her baby.
But she's tight-lipped about the dad.
He came with her life of hell as a homeless youngster on the streets of Middlesbrough.
She spills the bare bones of meeting him in a park as she wasted endless empty hours, day after day.
Then came the violence and no, she doesn't see him any more. Doesn't want to talk about it.
She self-harmed too. "It released my anger," she explains. "It made me feel really good, like everything was lifted from my shoulders."
Natasha is a success story in the world of Teesside's young homeless.
She is back home living with her family and keen to admit: "I thought I was a hard girl."
She rowed with her mam and skived from school. "Then I met this lad and wanted to do my own thing," she said.
"I wanted to be independent, to drink and I didn't want anyone telling me to come home early.
"I had mates who said I could always stop with them ( only when I walked out, they weren't friends any more.
"Their mams said I couldn't stay and I was scared to go back to my mam."
So she hit the streets, ending up in "a horrible" B&B. "I was scared, there were people on smack.
"I spent all day walking the streets and lived on drink and Pot Noodles."
Then she turned up at Barnardo's MIN centre in Park Road North.
"They were really nice to me and I could watch the telly, use the washing machine, play pool or just talk to people who were homeless like me," said Natasha.
Then faced with increasing violence, she was taken into a women's refuge.
Help from the many agencies under MIN's umbrella, and project worker Kirsten Demangeot, paved the way for a return home with an intensive support programme.
"It's different at home now," said Natasha. "My mam and dad are more laid back and looking forward to the baby. I'm going to have my own place beside my family, but now I worry that I'll be lonely without them."
So what's made the difference?
"Me being better," said Natasha.
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'Rockin' Jake' Rockin' Casper On August 20th [VIDEO]
If you love music that forces you to stand up and shake your booty, then you need to mark your calendar for Wednesday, August 20th, and prepare to have one helluva time!
If you love music that forces you to stand up and shake your booty, then you need to mark your calendar for Wednesday, August 20th, and prepare to have one helluva time!
The Yellowstone Garage comes alive tonight at 5:30 with music from The Tremors, Steve Frame, and guest Jim Halsey.
This summer, there seems to be live music in Casper every night of the week. Tonight will be no different, as The Old Yellowstone Garage will once again host a free concert at their 2nd Street location.
Casper will kick it smooth on Saturday, August 30th, 2014. The Casper Events Center and Rhythm Phocus Productions are introducing Wyoming's JamRock West Festival.
Summer is upon us, and that means ample opportunities to see great live music outdoors. Festivals, park concerts, Wednesday Night Live at the Nic...there are tons of great live outdoor shows this summer, and it seems that the Old Yellowstone Garage is getting it kicked off.
Over the years, I've found that Casper has a pretty active music scene. Each week, I try to catch at least one show in town, whether it be a private party, at a bar…or at a coffee house. This Friday, "One Child Left Behind" will be performing at the Melrose Coffee house.
If you happen to pass the Casper Planetarium on on Saturday and hear music, stop on by and join the fun, but bring food for the Wyoming Food For Thought Project.
Every Friday, the downtown Sanford's hosts live music from a local musician. the best part? Pints are a buck, and the show is free!
Tuesday's are, in my opinion, generally the worst day of the week. You're two days in, and you still have a ways to go before you can put up your feet and enjoy life. The Art Of Coffee has the cure for the Tuesday Blues...by giving you live blues music!
Casper's own Bearded Bastards are pulling double duty this Saturday, March 15th, as they rock the Wonder Bar.
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Your family will feel like dinner guests when they sit down to this flavorful chicken and mushroom dish.
3 tablespoons flour
1 package McCormick Gourmet™ Garlic & White Wine Chicken Scaloppine Recipe & Seasoning Mix
1 pound thinly sliced boneless skinless chicken breasts
3 tablespoons olive oil
1 package (8 ounces) sliced mushrooms
1 1/2 cups water
1/2 cup white wine
1 cup orzo pasta
Mix flour and 2 tablespoons of the Seasoning Mix in shallow dish. Coat chicken with flour mixture.
Heat oil in large nonstick skillet on medium heat. Cook 1/2 of the chicken pieces 3 minutes per side or until golden brown. Remove from skillet. Repeat with remaining chicken.
Stir mushrooms into skillet, adding additional oil if needed. Cook and stir 3 minutes or until lightly browned. Add water, wine and remaining Seasoning Mix. Bring to boil, stirring to release browned bits in bottom of skillet. Stir in orzo. Place chicken over orzo. Reduce heat to medium-low; cover and cook 10 minutes or until liquid is absorbed and orzo is tender.
To prepare with rice: Use 1 1/2 cups chicken stock and 3/4 cup long grain rice, and increase cook time to 25 minutes.
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Awesome recipe, it's a favorite around here. I agree with the others who used chicken stock. Definitely makes it pop! I loved it, used gluten free flour and orzo for a gluten free alternative.
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"Every operation I conduct continues to be as challenging as it was when I entered the field," Dr. Kumar says. He is one of the two doctors from India to be nominated for special admission as FRCS (Glasg) this year by the prestigious UK-based Royal College of Physicians in Glasgow. Dr. Kumar is the professor of surgical oncology in Kidwai Memorial Institute of Oncology in Bangalore, which is one of the few regional centres for cancer treatment in the country. He joined the institute in 1984.
"I took up this field as it was challenging considering the facilities available then. The infrastructure was poor and there was no planned approach for treatment," said this doctor, who comes from Chengalpattu in Chennai. The institute then had only two CT scans and the blood bank system had not developed.
The situation has changed. The Kidwai institute now has a large blood bank and a facility for nuclear scans. It treats poor patients free of charge. "There has been a gradual increase in the number of patients," he said and added that the institute treats about 6,000 patients every year.
Despite this advancement, one thing that concerns Dr. Kumar is the absence of facility for early screening of the disease. "Most of the cancer detected early can be cured," he said. Many of the patients coming to the institute are in advanced stage of cancer.


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WASHINGTON, DC (October 17, 2013)The District of Columbia Department of Health (DOH) has released a study by the George Washington University School of Public Health and Health Services (SPHHS) investigating prescribing of antipsychotics to District seniors. The study combines pharmaceutical marketing data collected by the District with publicly available data on nursing home quality and Medicare drug claims.
"The good news is that nursing homes in the District of Columbia generally are not prescribing antipsychotic medication at rates higher than the rest of the country," says Susan F. Wood, PhD, lead researcher and an associate professor of health policy and of environmental and occupational health at SPHHS. "However, there are still concerns that District providers are too quick to prescribe these drugs to District seniors and Medicaid beneficiaries."
Antipsychotics are one of the top-selling drug classes, despite widely reported side effects that include weight gain and sedation. Elderly patients suffering from dementia or agitation may be dosed with antipsychotics for their sedative effects, an off-label use that raises ethical questions. Use of antipsychotics puts seniors at increased risk of serious adverse events, including cognitive decline, hip fractures, and death.
"Senior citizens living in the District of Columbia are the city's most vulnerable population," said Dr. Joxel Garcia, Director, DC Department of Health. "The Department of Health will continue to invest in educating physicians on effective use of antipsychotic medications to provide the better health outcomes for all District residents."
The report fulfills the requirement of a 2004 law in the District of Columbia that requires pharmaceutical companies to file annual reports describing their prescription-drug marketing activities in the District. The AccessRx Act also requires analysis of these reports to determine how pharmaceutical marketing may aff
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The report of a judicial commission submitted to the then State Government almost a decade ago pointed to a sea route used by terrorists to smuggle explosives from Pakistan to Karnataka. No action was taken on the report. The Justice Kedambadi Jagannath Shetty Commission, which inquired into the communal violence that took place in the coastal town of Bhatkal in Uttara Kannada district in 1993, mentions in its report of a confidential intelligence note on the Bhatkal shores being used for smuggling explosives from Pakistan.
After the then Uttara Kannada Deputy Commissioner deposed before the Commission that he and the district Superintendent of Police had received a note from the State Intelligence in 1993 stating that an RDX consignment was being smuggled into Bhatkal, Mr. Shetty, a former High Court judge, had asked him to produce the said letter before the commission.
The confidential note from the State Intelligence mentioned that a consignment of RDX was being smuggled from Khorkan in Pakistan to Bhatkal in a fishing vessel, Al-Shaheen.
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Although the commission in its over 1,000-page report provided details of how Pakistan's Inter-Services Intelligence (ISI) through its secret agents was carrying out disruptive activities in Bhatkal and had suggested certain security measures in the wake of it, successive Governments have not taken any action.
The commission, in its report, submitted to the Government in 1997, had recommended to the Government to constitute a special intelligence wing to tackle communal violence; declare Bhatkal as "trouble-prone communally hyper-sensitive area" and set up an autonomous community relations council accountable only to the legislature, to ensure communal harmony.
Ironically, the Bharatiya Janata Party (BJP) that had created a ruckus in the Legislative Assembly on several occasions in the past urging the then Governments to make public the details of the report and implement its recommendations, has now remained silent even though its own Government has been in the office for the past six months.


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I went back and looked at what worked in selling my boat.A little history: I originally had my boat under contract via word of mouth in March of last year.
That deal fell through because the Buyer''s wife wanted a bigger, heavier ocean
cruiser. I put my boat on the market in March of 2001 on SailNet Boat Search. I had quite a few hits and had the boat once again under contract in a few weeks. This deal fell through when the buyer''s Dotcom job was transferred to California.
At that point the deal that I had going on a new boat fell through and I went through some surgery and pulled the boat off of the market.
I put the boat back on the market on May 15 when a new deal was in the works. I listed the boat on SailNet Boatsearch, Soundings Online, with bernie on YachtWorld, and on the Laser 28 website. I also began an aggressive word of mouth campaign. I never ran an ad in the newspaper or magazines.
I recieved about equal hits from the word of mouth campaign, and the ads on Sailnet and from bernie Jakits RougueWave YachtWorld listing. I recieved a lot of hits from the Laser 28 site and the ultimate sale came from both that site and Sailnet. I recieved only one enquiry from Soundings Online. I also had a very good lead from a local broker who referred a contact directly to me. He does not sell boats like the Laser or in the low price range so simply passed the lead on as a favor. (Similar to what bernie did as well.)
One of bernie''s hits went to contract and fell through for a variety of reasons that had little if anything to do with the specifics of the boat. The rest came from word of mouth, Sailnet or the Laser 28. All told I had 5 serious offers and 4 that I would call, ''what ifs'' and not serious offers.
In the eight months (I am sorry I had previously misreported this as seven months before looking up the actual date) that the boat was listed I had an offer approximately once every four to six weeks. Most of these deals fell through for reasons that did not relate to the boat perse. For example one offer was nearly a full price offer but the buyer wanted me to take back a financing which after some thought did not work for me.
I had set the asking price at what I considered a ''fair price'' that matched the sales price that had been agreed to in the original ''word of mouth'' contract. Most of the offers recieved were within $500 of the $18,900 asking price with the highest offers coming from people who had seen the boat before they made their offer. There were two low ball ''what if'' probes that were approximately 2/3 or less of the asking price. I do not consider these serious offers. The lowest serious offer was approximately 7.5% below my asking price. I actually accepted all of prices in the serious offers (but turned down the offer with long term owner financing). The 7.5% lowest offer was actually below my mental "bottom ceiling" and was a strictly ''as is''/ ''where is'', you can survey the boat but no matter what came out in survey it is up to the buyer to take it as is or leave it because the price won''t change. I felt comfortable doing this because I had watched the market and had done my own mini-survey in September and knew what might come up in survey.
In hindsight, I think bernie''s listing (or a listing with any good broker) would have been more effective with a more mainstream cruising boat. As anyone who has followed all of this probably recognizes, Laser 28''s are not mainstream boats. They are not ''your father''s Oldsmobile'' type cruisers. Nor are they leading edge race boats. For bernie and most brokers for that matter, a boat like the Laser 28 is so far from their naturally preferred type of boat to market, that they have a difficult time figuring out how to sell one. In bernie''s case, bernie simply referred the inquiries directly to me and that actually seemed to work best. I appreciated bernie''s assistance a lot.
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I have done the Grenadines the last two years in a row (1st week of March). 2010 from Grenada to Tobago Cays and back and 2011 from Grenada to St. Lucia. It is a wonderful cruising ground. We always left from True Blue, Grenanda (Horizon Yacht Charters). I think if you are going all the way down to the Grenadines you might as well see Grenada too, it's beautiful.
2011 weather was very different from 2010. Seas were uncharacteristically large for the time, double what we saw in 2010 (occasional 20 footers when passed the lee of St. Vincent.) All the locals said it was rare. Tobago is gorgeous and worth at least one day, more if you've provisioned for it. George is one of the more well known boat boys and treated us great both years. The majority of folks will anchor in the marine park between Baradol and Petit Bateau, but we enjoyed anchoring in the channel on the north side of Petit Bateau. If the weather is like last year the current will be extremely strong - looking down through the trampoline while anchored you would have thought we were making 9 knots.
Union Island is a great place, check out Happy Island while you are there.
Bequai I could miss next time - while sitting in a bar having lunch some sort of official (cop or military) in plain clothes fired off a "warning shot" with a handgun about 6 feet from the back of my head at a drug dealer. They proceeded to arrest the guy on the front porch of our restaurant, while several more started climbing throught he roof of a tin shack next to us. I never felt we were in danger (the drug violence does not touch crusiers I believe) even during this situation, but it's all related to the drug activity on St. Vincent that I hope isn't wrecking a great crusing ground. Walilabou is neat stop on St. Vincent (the set from Pirates of the Caribbean is still mostly intact there), but check a cruising guide for the names of the two boat boys worth dealing with - it's incredibly deep and you'll anchor Medditeranean style to a tree on shore, so the help is needed if you're short handed.
I believe the only place outside of Grenada and St. Lucia we ever grabbed a mooring was Union Island.
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The lonely train wound it's way through the desert, a gray and brown snake under the blistering noonday suns.
Zach was half-asleep in the commons, laying with his arms behind his head. Anyone who couldn't look close enough to see through the over-large sunglasses couldn't tell whether he was awake or not.
The commons, an area where those who couldn't buy a ticket to have a seat or room like him, were fairly full, people moving around and talking quietly. As with all crowds, inevitably peddlers appeared, the large guards not even bothering to search for contravand, waving them through silently.
Zach yawned and stretched, accidentally bumping into a large man sitting by him. The man turned to glare at him viciously. Due to the fact he was easily twice his own size and the large wicked-looking sword he carried, Zach decided it would be best if he found a new sleeping spot.
He shoved the bundle into his bag, standing up and brushing imaginary dirt off his clothes. Thanks to a life in the streets, he was careful to stay clean, and any gods that existed only knew what was on that floor.
The thief idly yawned, wandering among the people all sitting or laying on the floor, careful not to step on anyone, and joined the steady trickle of people eyeing the peddlers' wares.
After buying some bread from a large, intimidating middle-aged woman, he wandered along, eyeing the merchandise with scorn, especially the supposedly "magical" items. One stall that caught his eye was selling amulets for protection. He leaned over in the pretense of examing them and made sure the owner was still trying to wheedle a bald man into buying a larger amulet, and idly snagged one.
A few stalls down, he leaned against the metal walls of the train car and examined it. As he had suspected, nothing more then a so-called "moodstone" with a complicated looking rune carved into it. Zach pocketed the amulet, shaking his head at the fools gullible enough to buy it, and wandered along through the small "market".
Oh by the various Gods the common folk worshipped, but this train was slow. Stuck in the commons by dint of a lack of money, Edward Francis Montalier III looked around with his distated painted blatantly on his face. He hoped someone would take offence at his authoritarian bearing and his harsh insults to any who jostled him. If he could kill someone and claim self defence, he'd be able to take their money.
A big man bumped him and the small, wiry aristocrat turned and sneered at him. The man glowered, his hand on his sword, and Edward returned the gesture and beckoned him on with an insult:
"Watch where you're going, you filthy peasant dog!"
The man bristled and it looked for on tantilising moment as though he would attack, but several of the big man's friends turned him away, whispering that it wasn't worth bloodshed over a poor toff with an attitude problem. Edward very nearly pulled out his pistol and shot one of them on general principle, but he noticed one of the train's attendants moving towards the scene and decided it would be better to leave. His fortunes were bad enough without getting thrown off the train.
Life was hard, the aristocratic baby in him whined. His clothes had once been fashionable, but time, duels and a perpetual lack of funds had reduced them to little better than a beggar's rags. His mother and sister had started their little business in that filthy apartment again, so sparse had been his contributions. It wasn't that he couldn't get fights any more, it was just that the men who organised these things had stopped him betting on himself and the one's he killed nver had any money on them. Edward was no businessman, that much he knew. He was a duellist, a regal warrior of the high born, and he found there was little money to be had in that market at this time.
He needed a big score, something that would set him in good stead. He couldn't teach the blade any more, his classical style had eroded too far into street brawling, and he certainly wouldn't fit into any army or militia. Perhaps banditry or thievery, though if he descended into criminality his poor mother would die as the last of her noble honour fled. A thousand curses on that drunkard of a father, long since dead but not before squandering all their money. It was his fault Edward was forced to wander the cities of the continent, engaging in illegal street fights for money. So uncivilised. And it had been months since he'd drunk anything other than watery tavern wine.
He hadn't eaten for a while and he was hungry, but he had no money for food. His sword was his only means of supporting himself, and he couldn't even find a way to make that work.
Edward Montalier III slumped back against the wall next to a small man with some bread and closed his eyes, trying to shut out the offensive sights around him and mentally preparing himself to beg a stranger for a scrap of food. He had done it before, though every time it felt worse than a stab wound. And he certainly knew what they felt like.
Calcarn made his way through the crowded streets, his bow in plain view with his quiver hung casually over one shoulder. He was in a good mood, and right now he felt as though nothing could spoil his day- he had enough coin to sustain himself for a while and would not have to worry about sleeping on the streets tonight.
His last customer had being a minor nobleman- well-paying too, considering all Calcarn had done was escort him from Durbar to here. Of course, in times of war he would not have to worry about being hired- mercenaries were welcome in such times.
Someone pushed him in the crowd, and he nearly fell over into a puddle by a street stall selling various collectors objects. Calcarn took a deep breath and walked around the stall and into a back alley.
Garbage of all kinds cluttered this narrow lane, and the side of the buildings were streaked with grime. But at least it was quieter and he was out of the throng of people.
As he negotiated his way through the alleyway he found himself already longing to be travelling again, out in the open with the blazing sun and no crowds of fools to jolt and push him around.
A beggar in rags sat with his back against a wall, head down in abject misery. As he walked past, Calcarn dropped a few coins into the mans lap. He was not one to leave another unaided, not even people such as this.
As he turned right and into the main street he inwardly groaned- it was market day, and the mass of people and roar of voices was almost too much to bear. Feeling his high spirits of before evaporating, Calcarn pushed his way through the crowd. It was going to be a long day.
[Edited by perfect_darkness on Monday, August 29, 2005 4:07 AM]
Mark had been pacing around the commoner's coach the entire ride and covering his mouth. With a slight gag, he moved over to a corner and leaned against the wall. He hated trains and usually got motion sick from even riding a camel. With a violent lurch, he nearly lost his lunch on a seemingly sleeping man. With a grimace he looked at the fellow sitting beside him and shot a slightly embarrased smile at him.
After a few minutes, he pushed away from the wall and moved over towards one of the peddlers and eyed his wares critically. He ususally didn't buy anything on this trip but he needed to take his mind off of his quarelous innards.
"How much for that weird little pendant thingy?"
The merchant cocked an eye at Mark's shabby clothes and the haunted look about his eyes before shooting the price back at him. Mark nodded and deposited the required coinage before leaving, slipping the small chain into his belt.
With a thump, a man bumped into him and Mark felt a hand paw at his money bag. There was a slight click and a knife appeared infront of the pick-pocket's face.
"Drop it."
The two men turned away from each other and walked to opposite ends of the coach. When Mark reached his end, he slumped against the wall and groaned, closing his eyes. With a slight clack, he slid to the floor and hung his head. Damn trains. There was a quiet [i]sproing[/i] as Mark closed the harpy and slid it back into it's spring clip. After a few moments he opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling.
Zach never failed to be impressed by the variety of people you could find on trains. From that snivelling vendor to a ragged-looking man who might have looked aristocratic if he hadn't looked so worn.
He was lost in these musings, and didn't notice the man holding an alarmingly large knife until he slid down beside him. The thief froze, relieved when he clicked the knife back into place. Zach noticed he held one of the pendants he'd seen earlier (in addition to looking a little sick...)
"You know," he said, pointing to the pendant
"Those are a rip-off."
Mark looked over at the person beside him. With a sardonic smile he slip the pendant into a pouch on his belt. Ha had a disturbing moment when he thought he was going to vomit on the stranger but the wave of nausea passed quickly.
"I needed to take my mind off certain, er, aspects of this ride."
The train passed over a small stretch of track that had been finely coated with sand and ratlled alarmingly. Mark's face turned noticeably greener. He stuck out his hand to the man, exposing the spring clip on his wrist.
"Mark Seiji, traveller."
Calcarn stood in the hustle and bustle of the city, heading towards the train station nearby. A ragged peasent bumped him and he felt his anger rising- could these fools not avoid jostling other people?
And then Calcarn decided that enough was enough- it was time to reveal who he really was, a being far superior than any of these petty humans. For he was Calcarn, the Darkest Of The Seven Evils, the Destroyer Of Light.
He raised his hand and a cloud of pure blackness raced across the sky, effortlessly blocking the rays of the midday sun. There were cries of primitive fear as the people percieved their doom was close at hand, and laughed at their sorrow and despair.
His eyes flared red, and an unholy fire consuming his being. With a single gesture the street of flat buildings exploded, shrapnel raining down on the terrified citizens. Calcarn laughed, a terrible sound that struck fear into the civilians around him.
He rose into the air, unleasing a stream of molten flame from his hands upon the city. Buldings caught on fire, and the people of the city fell beneath the fiery onslaught.
"Death!" He cried, his voice so laced with malice that it caused pain to those who heard it. Someone unleashed an arrow at him, but it burned up before it struck him. He could not be harmed, such was the Powers
Of Darkness in his posession.
Now these people would know true power, and he would show it to them. The world would soon come to an end.
[Edited by perfect_darkness on Tuesday, August 30, 2005 8:44 PM]
(Do not feel any need to take the above post into account, it's being worked with.)
Zach sidled away from the man a bit as he looked nauseous again. The thief didn't much fancy getting vomited on by some stranger.
"I needed to take my mind off certain, er, aspects of this ride."
Ah, so that would explain the sick-looking... Zach thought to himself.
Mark's face turned noticeably greener. He stuck out his hand to the man, exposing the spring clip on his wrist.
"Mark Seiji, traveller."
The man hoped he wasn't about to be vomited on, and shook his hand.
"Zach Graystone, unemployed. Where you headed for?"
Mark's eyebrows drew together as the train rattled. He shook his head and smiled ruefully.
"Next town over. I have to uh, 'liberate' something for my employer. Some gizmo or magic article or something. Whatever it is, I'm sure getting paid to get it. Although the people who have it are rumored to be kinda mean."
His face had seemed to go back to a normal color a little now that he was engaged in conversation. Suddenly his face broke out into a smile, exposing a row of startlingly white teeth.
"Your un-employed? If you care to make some money, I'd not object. In fact, anything other then the target article is yours at the sight."
The job he had coming up would be much easier with help, even though he'd probably have to split the wages, he didn't care.
"Next town over. I have to uh, 'liberate' something for my employer. Some gizmo or magic article or something. Whatever it is, I'm sure getting paid to get it. Although the people who have it are rumored to be kinda mean."
Zach's eyebrows rose. Hmm, this sounded like it had possibilities....
His face had seemed to go back to a normal color a little now that he was engaged in conversation. Suddenly his face broke out into a smile, exposing a row of startlingly white teeth.
"Your un-employed? If you care to make some money, I'd not object. In fact, anything other then the target article is yours at the sight."
Zach's eyes lit up behind his sunglasses, and he grinned.
"Would you believe it, I've had quite a bit of experience in the field of "liberating" items. Sounds like a decent job. You don't mind splitting the wages?"
Edward felt the coins drop into his lap, felt the stinging of his weary pride reflexively intesify, but his hunger was the greater pain. He shambled over to the food vendor and handed over the coins, wolfing down two full loaves with a little cheap ham and water. He felt mildly sick after that, so he decided that a walk and a perusal of the market might be in order.
His spirits slightly lifted, in the short term at least, Edward found his hands drifting over the cheap tack on sale and wondering how low his tastes had fallen that he even considered whether one of the earrings might make a fitting gift for his darling little sister, who at this very moment was probably on her back underneath some despicable ruffian to pay for her food. The thought brought a stab of anger to his heart, but no tears. Edward Francis Montalier did not cry - not because he thought it unmanly, and not because his father had beaten him every time he did as a child, but because he had cried himself dry years ago as he rotten in a holding cell for murdering a client who'd dared strike his mother.
The last of his family's favours had gotten him out of that jail. That was all they would ever recieve from their former friends in the aristocracy. From this point on, Edward was alone to make his way in a world which his father had so cruelly abandoned him to.
Bah! Enough of this. Edward turned about and very nearly slammed into two men. He couldn't help eavesdropping on their conversation, a perpetual habit of aristocrats who fed on gossip. A job proposal. Dangerous, and a man looking to recruit. Profitably, and the chance for a good killing. Edward considered for a moment how best to introduce himself, and then decided to go with what he knew. Arrogance and presumption went a long way, after all.
He barged in their midst, looking the recruiter in the eyes with his most winning smile (something akin to a vulture with white teeth) and spoke with his head held high:
"Excuse me, good sir, but I couldn't help overhearing you speak of dangerous work. Let me assure you, that work will be much less dangerous now that I'm here."
Turning slightly, he raised a single brow and continued:
"Edward Montalier III, gentleman swordsman, and just the man you require for any form of violent intervention."
God he hoped this worked. He desperately needed a good score.
[i]17437, 17448, 17439...[/i]
Suddenly, Wil came crashing down face first into the scalding desert sand. After he stood up and shook off, he turned to see what he had tripped on.
[i]Railroad tracks...? Well, as long as I follow them, I'll end up somewhere...[/i]
Wil had been walking for hours now. He had been counting his steps to keep his mind off of the heat and the pain in his arm. At first he had tried to take his gyrocopter back with him, but it was far too heavy to drag across the desert. He left it's mangled heap of metal remains behind him, and continued on without it.
Wil had been working night and day for 2 months now on his greatest invention yet: the gyrocopter. As he began this test flight, he darned his leather gloves and pilot jacket, and for the piece de resistance, strapped a pair of pilot goggles over his eyes. He climbed into his small craft, and started it up. The engine roared in anticipation. A bead of sweat formed on Wil's forhead as he pulled back the thruster. The craft rattled violently; hopefully it would not end like his other attempts. The most recent time, the entire engine had exploded. It had taken him two weeks just to repair it. After what seemed like an eternity, the gyrocopter started to lift off! This was the first time his gyrocopter had actually left the ground, save for the fatal catapult attempt.
Wil was extatic; his greatest invention had finally worked! After a few glorious seconds of accomplishment, he leaned out the window to look at the ground below. In a moment of sheer panic, he saw that his steering mechanism was lying discarded on the ground. In his haste, he had forgotten to put it back into the engine! Suddenly, the wind picked up and he was slammed into the floor of his tiny airborne vehicle as it shot off into the sky.
After about 15 minutes, the tiny copter slammed into the desert floor, catapulting Wil 15 feet away. As he flew, a piece of shrapnel had cut a pretty deep gash into his left shoulder. Another failed attempt.
So now, around 4 hours later, Wil was trudging through the desert, sweating, bleeding, and cursing. He had no idea how far he was from his home, or how far he was away from the nearest town. Luckily his arm has almost stopped bleeding. He had also found a railroad track to follow. Things were beginning to look up.
Mark nodded sarcastically.
"Yeah we'll split the wages."
He was about to ask more about this stranger when another person barged in. He could see the noble under the dirty clothing and shabby appearance. He listened to the man with a raised eyebrow and acctually laughed.
"You look about as dangerous as a horse fly. The people we're dealing with aren't pushovers or mercenaries. These are the kind of people kings fear to allow into their kingdoms and mayors fear to see in their streets. Killing machines, magic users, all out psychotics."
He was tempted to grab the man's arm and give him a light shock to bring him to his senses.
"But hell, if you wanna die, be my guest, makes it easier to kill them when they aren't looking. Mark Seiji."
He extended his hand to shake.
Edward smirked his noble smirk, the one that lifted his mouth at the left corner and carried the kind of superiority complex only one raised in a noble household could muster. This fool thought him a street tough, a bravo with an inflated opinion of himself. It was of little consequence to him. In fact, far from being insulted, Edward was pleased - the man was a poor judge of character, and hence easy to manipulate. Anyone with any street sense could have seen the dangerously calm sheen in the young Montalier's hard blue eyes.
He pulled back his tattered overcoat, revealing the fine wavelike basket hilt of his schiavona, the long double-edged sword he employed for his work and smiled at man who introduced himself as Mark Seiji before speaking.
"I can take care of myself, I assure you. I've dealt with many such men in my life."
Edward clasped the outstretched hand with his left hand, the one that wore the thick coarse leather glove with the sand weights sown into the edge and heel. His fencing glove, as he called it.
"And killing mages is always such profitable fun."
Edward smiled dangerously as he gripped Seiji's hand just a little too tightly for a little too long. The man would not underestimate Edward Francis Montalier III again if he had any talent for reading men.
"Yeah, we'll split the wages."
Zach grinned.
"It's a deal, then."
A man that he had noticed earlier, rather ragged looking, intervened.
"Edward Montalier III, gentleman swordsman, and just the man you require for any form of violent intervention."
The other man, Mark, did not appear to be pleased. Zach felt no need to comment, satisfying himself in scrutinizing the newcomer.
For all the man's appearance of being a fop, the thief knew a thing or two about those wealthy families that were the closest left to nobility. While they all had a superiority complex, this one appeared as though he might have enough experience to back up his claims.
"Zach Graystone. Nice to meet you."
Wil stopped. He could feel the ground beneath him shaking. Turning around, he could make out the wispy trail of steam from the incoming train. [i]Finally,[/i] he thought, sighing; [i]I can go home.[/i] He released his hand from his injured shoulder and began to wave. The train didn't slow down. Wil climbed on the tracks to make it easier for him to be seen, and began to wave again. Still, the train sped toward him. Frustrated, Wil began to wave both arms, despite his injured shoulder. The train kept coming. All of the jumping, screaming, and flailing seemed to have no affect on the train, which seemed to be speeding even faster than before. Wil's eyes widened as he realized the train was not going to stop. He turned to leave, but his foot was caught in the tracks, and he fell. The sound of the train grew from behind him. Wil scrambled, flipping on to his back. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to wrench his foot free. He looked back to the train, in desperation. His only hope was that someone would see him before he was flattened like a bug.
Shizuma stared out the window. How droll this was, he thought. He was sitting in a compartment by himself. Lately he had made a killer profit from some rich nobleman who wanted to see his dead wife again. Shizuma chuckled. To think that some people would pay such a hefty price just to see a dead relative was beyond him.
That and the fact that they trusted him enough to let him stay the night. Why by the time the nobleman had awoken, Shizuma was already on the train with an abundance of money from plundering the nobleman's greatest treasures. He was sure that the nobleman was now a poor beggar. Ah, so many arrogant and foolish nobleman... too little time.
Shizuma opened the window to get some fresh air and noticed a tiny figure far ahead of the train. With his sharp eyes, he noticed that it was a man. That man seemed to be trapped in the tracks. Shizuma chuckled some more. The man would surely die if he did not do something but, the question was... "Would I gain anything from helping this man?"
Shizuma pondered his thoughts for a mere moment before heading to the front of the train. He moved like water through rocks, dodging and passing those in his way. In a few moments he was in the engine room. "Stop the train." The conductor turned around in shock and hesitated. "I have no time to explain things to you."
Shizuma shoved the conductor out of the way and engaged the brakes. The train gave a sudden jerk and very slowly began to slow down. Shizuma looked out the side window. They were still traveling too fast, they would hit the man. "This man better have something worth of value to me or else this is just a waste of time."
Shizuma traced a few runes in the air and whispered a few ancient words. The ground ahead of the train shook and cracked. From the cracks, people emerged who had been dead for ages. They moved as one infront of the train and began to try to stop the train. The train started to slow down rapidly as body after body pushed against it. With the combined forces of the trains brakes and the dead that Shizuma summoned the train stopped a few feet from the man who was stuck in the tracks.
Shizuma looked at the man from the side window. "You owe me big time."
Shizuma traced a few runes in the air and whispered a few ancient words. The ground ahead of the train shook and cracked. From the cracks, people emerged who had been dead for ages. They moved as one infront of the train and began to try to stop the train. The train started to slow down rapidly as body after body pushed against it. With the combined forces of the trains brakes and the dead that Shizuma summoned the train stopped a few feet from the man who was stuck in the tracks.
Shizuma looked at the man from the side window. "You owe me big time."
Wil was visibly shaking. A train had nearly splattered him across the desert, he was suffering from blood loss and dehydration, and probably most concerning were the dead bodies that had just risen from the ground. Will suddenly snapped out of his shock just in time to turn and spill his few stomach contents. He had never before seen (or heard of) a necromancer; the stench of the dead alone was enough to take a grown man off his feet.
After he finished wretching, Wil turned to look at his savior.
"You... Dead people...?" Wil was still shaking and stuttering. He took a deep breath and tried again. "Those dead people, you got them to save me? You... saved my life...?"
Wil was still bewildered. He winced, and grabbed his left arm. He then stood up and walked to the train. He suddenly stopped, and looked at his feet. He was unstuck! He turned to where he was stuck, looked back at his feet, and sighed. Now he looked like an idiot. He looked back up to the necromancer.
"Oh, gosh, thank you! I'm so sorry for the trouble, Wil said as he rushed onto the train. "Wow, you saved my life! What can I ever do to repay you? Oh, gosh, how rude of me! My name's William Cornwallis, greatest inventor under the 2 suns!" Wil exclaimed, as he held out his hand to the stranger. "But you can call me Wil."
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Larthin and Dramos moved through the crowded car at the same pace, although in very different manners.
Larthin, being much smaller and more flexible than his beast of a brother, twists and bends his way through the throng of people, as if his lithe body was composed of smoke. Dramos, being much slower but much more imposing than his younger brother, simply walks straight to where he wants to go and the people around him press up against the walls, avoiding him without notice, as if a subconcious part of them does not want to encounter him in a negative mood.
Larthin, finally bored with picking the pockets of such easy prey clambers up the chain and plate armour of his brother and perches upon his shoulder, his own leather armour giving him a secure seat on Dramos' well cleaned metal shoulderguard. He leans and whispers into his brothers ear in his soft, light voice:
" Dram, if we don't get a real job soon, we'll have to enter those bladefights again, times are rough for anyone not of noble blood."
Dramos takes his time before replying, as he usually does, not as if he is not intelligent, just as if he was thinking before he speaks. When he does speak its in a low bass rumble, where if the person is not in the conversation could sound like distant thunder.
"My brother, we could see if any bounties are up, usually alot of money in bounties."
Larthin considers the prospect and decides.
"Okay, head to the board, lets see if any good hunts are up."
Dramos turns and walks towards the Posted bounties board, which rests on the wall of an economy class section of the train, dark and dank, the operator of the train obviously not worried about the safety of his non-noble passengers. Dramos adjusts his greataxe to avoid hurting other passengers, but he eventually reaches a comfortable stance, Larthin draws one of his dirks in anticipation, there are usually several violent people in the last couple of cars on the train, and while most are turned by Dramos size, there's no accounting for the mad.
They reach the board and Larthin immediatly notices a post for the capture and return of one Edward Francis Montalier III, the post does not say who set it but the return is to the police station in Darsoon, a Noble city three or four days journey west from this trains destination, the reward is substantial, Larthin points the sheet out to his brother and pulls it off the board.
As the brothers retrurn to their seats, two men meet a few cars up, and soon, a third interrupts them.
"Charmed," Edward replied to the young man, Zack Graystone as he released Seiji's hand. His haughty voice carried waves of sarcastic superiority, as it always did, though this was more affectation than anything else. Life on the streets had shattered much of the young Montalier's image of himself as somehow deserving of wealth. The aristocratic baby still lived within him and railed against the unfairness of a cruel world and their bastard father, but it was buried beneath layers of scar tissue and calluses. Edward was a violent creature, a hard-edged man without pity and more or less untroubled by conscience. A killer who'd use any weapon or dirty trick to defeat his enemies. Only rarely did he trouble over the murders he'd committed in the name of profit.
"If you'll excuse me, I have something to check. Please, do wait for me. I shall return shortly."
Risky, leaving them like this, but Edward had to see if those blasted wanted posters were still hanging around. If either of them saw them, well... Edward thought they might live too far on his side of the law to report him, but the bounty money might make them reconsider. Such a large amount of money for the Governor of Darsoon to put on his head. After all, he still had two other sons.
It had been a duel, after all, as fair a duel as Edward had ever fought. The young buck had challenged him in a bladefight and Edward had, after laying money on himself, sheathed his sword through the boy's heart after two minutes. Of course, the boy's retainers had tried to get to Edward and he'd been forced to flee without his money, shooting one of them in the chest as he made his escape. It wasn't good business at all, he decided, to kill someone without knowing if they had power or connections first. So here he was, broke, alone, desperate and hunted. He hoped he'd hidden his desperation well enough and made enough of an impression that the two thieves might just wait for him. But it was important to assess whether they knew of his bounty or not, if only to avoid a trap.
On his way back through the cars, Edward passed a strange sight - two men, brothers by their faces, seated together. That in itself wasn't bizarre, but their size was - one tiny, the other huge. Edward had never seen anyone that big before. The aristocrat in him looked at their armour and their boots and distained them as mercenary filth. The warrior in him sized them up and decided that if it came down to it he'd have to shoot the big one rather tha risk a straight fight. The pragmatist in him reminded the aristocrat that he too was 'mercenary filth' if he considered it properly. They were holding what looked like a reward poster, but he couldn't make out the picture.
When he reached the notice board, he found no trace of his own picture. There was a blank space, but nothing to show him. Then he remembered the two men and a pang of inexplicable fear rushed through his guts. Was it his picture they held? His bounty was larger than any of the others here. It was also dead or alive, which appealed to many hunters. Had they seen him as he passed? He hadn't made any effort to conceal himself. His appearance hadn't changed - he was still clean shorn with long black hair and blue eyes.
He had no reason to think that they were coming for him, but he did. He forced his breathing to slow, thinking about this rationally. Walk back past them. If they followed, shoot the big one in the face and hit the little one with a pepper packet before skewering him. His hands felt for his weapons, a little shaky but not too bad, found them and left them there. He composed himself and headed back up the train...
Larthin had just finished commiting the information on the wanted poster to memory when his brother began to stand up.
"Dramos, what is it?"
The large man looked down at his brother as if Larthin were a stundent, slow to catch onto a lesson.
"You spent so much time staring at that photo I'd have thought you'd notice, the tarnished noble, our mark, just moved past us towards the front of the train."
Larthin gathers himself in a hurry and climbs to his brothers shoulder.
"Perhaps we wont have to track this one down after all."
The brothers move quickly getting to the next car in time to see Edward leave into the car just ahead. The two pass through the crowd and open the door to the next car, the mark was sitting with two other men. larthin leans to whisper in his brothers ear.
"He might be working with the ones sitting next to him, I'll sneak around the other end of the car in case he bolts, when you see me by the door, call him out."
Larthin slips through the crowd and makes his way to to door, he turns around and faces his brother. Dramos booms out the same lines he's boomed out to hundreds of criminals over the years.
" Edward Francis Montalier, you are wanted for theivery, murder and many other violent crimes, you are to be returned to the Police of Darsoon and you will accompany me, by will or by force to be detained for trial."
Edward looked as if to make for the door, but then the train slammed to a halt, throwing all manner of debris to the front of the train and in the process unleashing chaos.
Shizuma looked at Will with a little distaste. To him, Will was but a petty traveler who's life wasn't worth a cent. "Yes I can control dead people and yes I saved your life." This man was already wearing Shizuma's nerves a little thin.
Yet, he payed more attention once he caught the words, "Greatest inventor under the 2 suns!" Shizuma shook Will's hand. "My name is Shizuma Narutaki. Please accompany me back to my compartment on the train." Shizuma turned and went back to his compartment.
Maybe William here will be useful afterall.
"My name is Shizuma Narutaki. Please accompany me back to my compartment on the train." Shizuma turned and went back to his compartment.
"Most obliged!" Wil looked back out one last time toward where he was stuck, sighed, and followed. As he walked, he studied the back of his savior. This Shuzuma character was certainly interesting. Powerful, no doubt. It would do Wil well to stay on his good side.
After walking in complete silence behind this daunting figure, Wil noticed how everyone was staring menacingly at him. [i]It must have something to do with me stopping the train...[/i] He avoided their gaze as best he could, but the hatred was almost tangible in the air. Wil gulped. "Wow, so [i]this[/i] is what a train looks like from the inside! Amazing!" Wil said, trying to make smalltalk. Normally he wasn't too great of a fighter, but in his condition now... Wil swallowed hard again, and grasped his injured shoulder. He was beginning to question whether this was a good idea...
Zach staggered, falling to the floor as the the train shuddered, then halted.
"What the hell??" He growled, trying to stand up.
The thief turned to Mark.
"Ya think the track's out or something?"
[Edited by Avenging_Angel on Wednesday, September 14, 2005 7:19 PM]
Larthin uses the distraction of the lurching train to dive into the mark and shove Edward into his large brothers waiting arms, which closed like saftey restraints around his arms and waist, holding The Noble fast against his chestpeice, As Larthin moved in to tie the hands and feet Edward Montalier III's most recent aquainences began to spring to action, rising from their seats.
Larthin looked at them appraisingly, sizing them up.
"We aren't going to have a problem are we?" he asked, half challengfing them to fight, half begging them for an easy return. He waited expectantly for a reply.
So, uh, where exactly are we going? Wil inquired of the man in front of him. He had been following silently for some time now. They had passed through many train compartments; at this point they had reached what looked to be the beginning of the commons. There were many people moving up and down the train; it became difficult for Wil to follow.
Hey! Hey! Wait for me!
Wil was scrambling down the train after his new companion when he was bumped hard from behind. He fell to the floor with a grunt, crying out as people began to trample him. When he finally got to his feet, he began to brush himself off. Something was missing!
Hey, my wallet is gone! Thief! Theres a thief on this train!
Wil looked around for help, but all he received were rolls of the eyes and looks of scorn. Wil checked himself again to see what he still had: not much. A screwdriver, some screws, and a few nuts and bolts in his pockets were all that he had left. And, of course, his lucky wrench. He could never forgive himself if he lost his lucky wrench. He clutched his leather jacket, put down his goggles, and began to push his way through the crowd toward where he saw Shizuma last.
As he entered the next compartment, he watched as someone was pushed violently into the arms of a huge, hulking man. He raised his goggles to get a better look. This 'someone' was about his age and height, and looked nearly as helpless as Wil. Still angry about being mugged himself, he put his goggles back on and made his way toward the conflict. He reached into his pocket and removed a rather large nut.
Hey ugly! Everyone in the train car turned toward him angrily. Finally, the behemoth turned his head. Taking aim, Wil threw the nut directly at the brutes face.
Shizuma turned to him. "To see the doctor on board of course. He is in one of the very back compartments, past the commons. You need that arm bandaged." Shizuma sped forward and then noticed that he had lost Wil.
Shizuma turned around and past Wil while he was on the ground. He then realized this and turned back. While doing so he noticed a thief grab Wil's wallet. Shizuma grabbed the thief by his throat and lifted him into the air easily. "Give it to me."
The thief gave Shizuma Wil's wallet with shaking hands. "Don't ever try to steal from that man again, you got me?" The thief nodded his head and then Shizuma slammed him into the ground and continued on walking.
Shizuma walked slowly to scan for Wil. Why do I even bother? He then saw Wil heading into another compartment and sped after him. Shizuma saw what seemed to be a struggle on bored the train.
Oh great, Wil's about to do something stupid. Well I guess this will be twice that I saved the poor man's life.
Shizuma stepped inside of the compartment as Wil threw the nut at an extremely large man. "Wil no!" Shizuma slipped through the other passengers within seconds and grabbed Wil. "Why did you do that? I have your wallet right here!" Shizuma hissed as he gave Wil his wallet back.
Shizuma stepped in front of Wil and faced the huge man. He placed both hands behind his back and whispered a few words. His finger nails grew longer and became as sharp as daggers. He hoped he wouldn't have to kill the poor brute but, if he had to he would.
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