knightsoflegend | paris ♔ tried to save myself but myself keeps slipping away

[ as faith breaks towards the bar, the vampire pursues, and is unfortunately faster than she is, quickly closing on her. he tries to slam her against the wall, but she's too fast and avoids his hand (atk 22). ]

[She knows that she needs more distance between her and that building, but she also doesn't need him following her all the way back to the bar if there's already trouble there. This is one of those moments where she really wishes she had just stuck with the bar and tried to just get info on site, instead of leaving. She has trouble with that whole 'part of a team' thing even after Andres and she's worried that it's going to cost them.

Since he's already trying to attack, she'll just turn and strike back with a blow to his jaw (atk 35 / dmg 19 ) and then one to his side ( atk 32 | dmg 17 ). She's hoping to just slow him down so she can start running again.]

[ both of faith's jabs land, apparently taking the vampire well and truly by surprise, judging by the expression on his face. still, he takes them in stride, letting out a hiss as he opens his mouth to reveal his fangs, a red miasma seeming to run into the irises of his eyes. he tries to grab her again, but lmao he is the slowest vampire ever (atk 20) so nope. ]

[TIME FOR WITTY SLAYER BANTER!!]

You should really get that looked at. [AND NOW TIME FOR kicking vampire butt. She gives him another blow to the face (atk 40 / dmg 16 ) and then knees him in the groin. (atk NAT 20. sorry for your junk dude. / dmg 32 ~~though if I wasn't supposed to double it, then it's just 16~~] It could be pink eye... Get some Visine at the very least.

[AND SHE WILL TRY TO RUN AGAIN unless he hasn't learned his lesson....]

[ dizzy - goo goo dolls

that's actually enough to knock him right the fuck out, which is hilarious because its the knee to the groin that is too much for him. he clutches his nads, sinking to his knees, and as she's about to turn and book it, she'd see that someone has stepped out of another bar a few doors down, cigarette unlit in hand, and is staring at her with one eyebrow raised, looking surprised, incredibly amused, and probably a little bit turned on as he looks between the guy collapsing on the sidewalk and her. he quickly schools his surprise at seeing her though, so that he can say casually: ]

... I know they say the French are notoriously rude, but that seems a bit extreme. I'm going to guess whatever that was about, he deserved it.

[She feels her heart racing beneath her chest and when she turns to run she's not expecting anyone there - let alone him. Her fist clenches on instinct, the edge still hitting her hard from that fight or flight response. She acted on instinct so often that having something there that causes her to pause, to reconsider takes her a moment to actually focus in on. Then it's a wash of confusion. How much had he seen and what is he doing in this alley? The briefest of thoughts runs to him saying he had a job in Paris. It's the same thought that had crossed her mind when she first heard she was headed this way, but things have changed from what she initially thought of this mission. It's not just a simple matter of finding a nest and dealing with them.

She's made a mistake, split away from the group and Helen --

Her thoughts catch up with her in that very moment and she moves toward Quinn with a quickness that's reserved for someone that means business.]

You need to either get back inside that bar and not come out or you need to come with me, but I can't stick around here to wait for him to wake up. I have to get back to her. [There's no name mentioned and she really doesn't want to wait around for his answer either. She's trying to think if she should go back to the body, if she should search it - but she doesn't want to waste anymore time. Not when Helen could be in danger.]

[ with a nat 20 sense motive, he at least seems to pick up on the seriousness of the situation, his smile dropping a bit as he falls in step with her. ] You know, this is what I like about you. Never a dull moment.

Who are we getting back to?

[She's not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing that he's opted to follow her instead of returning into the dark possible safety of the bar, but she's not going to argue with him. She probably doesn't have time for that. She's already beating herself up over leaving and allowing herself to be pulled so far away from where the team was.]

Helen... [She offers him a name as she keeps moving forward.] I split off from the group. [She is really upset that some of these alleys look the same!!!!! (navigate 13)] I thought I had a lead. Left the line open and then all I heard was that things were not okay. I shouldn't have left them.

I didn't realize the Institute followed up on such hazardous leads. [ seeing that she's looking a little lost, he offers: ] What's the name of the place you're looking for? Maybe I can help.

[Yeah... about that job of hers. She slows down and offers him the name.]

Le Vin Cafe. [intelligence 16?? ~~or it'd be wisdom 20???~~]

[ wisdom! and he got a fantastic knowledge local check B) nodding down a side street ] This way.

[Good, because she's starting to hit that panic moment here. She'll follow his guidance, hoping to find Helen having stubbed her toe or hell she'll take anything at this point.]

[ they head back into the bar, which seems to have lost several patrons by now - and boasts no sign of helen. quinn looks around, raising an eyebrow at the goth bar. ] This never exactly struck me as your element, but I suppose you're full of surprises.

Yeah, I'm full of them. [She says, distracted as she looks through the bar. (spot 24) She remembers Max and Lissa splitting off too and she glances to see where the back door might be.]

Just - stick close.

If I knew who we were looking for, maybe I could be of a bit more help. [ there are quite a few eyes on them at this point, but she spots the back door. ]

[Shhh. Just be quiet pretty man, let the girl do the heavy lifting for a moment.

Faith reaches for his hand and cuts a path through the crowd trying not to create a bigger draw of attention than is needed. (move ~~politely/carefully/casually~~ silently 25??) She opens the back door and clearly the scene she's about to witness could be anything at this point...]

[ no sooner has her hand landed on the door than someone stops quinn, a leather-wearing pale guy/possible vampire who pushes a palm into his shoulder and squints at him before questioning him in french. quinn glances at faith, before shrugging and responding in english: ] I think you're mistaking me for someone else, mon ami.

[ his friend steps away from the pool table and points at him, adding something else, and quinn raises both hands. ] I must just have one of those faces.

[Faith sighs, frustration rolling off her shoulders as she lifts her hand off the door and turns to face the group of guys. Her head tips, sizing them up briefly and then she just stares the one doing the talking for the group down.]

He's with me and I sure as shit don't think you're looking for trouble tonight. [(intimidate 28)] Just go back to your game of pool and we'll just head out.

[ with a nat 20 will save, this guy is just not impressed, turning to hiss at faith, pointing angrily at quinn. "He owes us a lot of money. We know a cheater when we see one."

quinn just sighs like he is so very put upon by the world. ] I really didn't want to have to burn this bar down tonight, but we're in a little bit of a hurry, so why don't I just come back later and we settle this th-- [ he doesn't get to finish that proposition, however, because the guy behind him abruptly tries to whack him in the back of the head with a pool cue annnnd into init we go ]

[GDI. Faith doesn't have time for these guys and she's mostly concerned that fighting the two of them will just draw more in... so she needs to make this go quick so that the rest of them don't get any ideas.

With the pool cue missing the intended target, Faith opts for the one that didn't think she was someone to listen to and goes for a right uppercut to the jaw (atk 42 | dmg 14) and follows that up with a left cut to his side (atk 29 | dmg 18).]

[ with a sickening crunch, faith knocks some teeth out, and leaves a nice dent in the guy's side. quinn's head darts aside as the pool cue whiffs through the air where it just was, and he manages to reach up, grab it, and slam an elbow back at the guy's face, wrenching the stick free from his hands (successful disarm!).

the one fighting faith actually looks like he's reconsidering this and backs away, one palm raised in a gesture of surrender, the other clutching his fucked up jaw.

the one behind quinn, however, tries to wrap an arm around his neck, but quinn slams his elbow back again with an attack of opportunity (atk 28, dmg 7), cracking the guy's nose aside and cutting off his grapple attempt. ] There's just no reasoning with some people.

[Faith watches the guy back off, but she keeps her hands to the ready - because she is not going to just stand around and get hit when she thinks it's clear.]

Do you want to keep going? I mean, I just got started. [She's cool with continuing to break teeth and bones and faces and possibly more.]

[ quinn cracks the pool cue over his knee, and then tosses a small wad of bills aside at the other guys chest, which he utterly fails to catch. ] Keep the damn change.

[ they both seem to have had enough, at least, and quinn nods to the door before they can change their minds. ]

[yes, let's get back to the impending terror. Faith exhales and turns to the door, pushing it open to once more try to get a read on where Max and Lissa went off to and if the know where Helen is.]

[ they head out into the dark alleyway, the door clanging shut behind them, leaving them out there alone. ] Sorry about that. You just can't take me anywhere. [ he glances down the narrow expanse between buildings. ] You think your friend came this way? [ spot check, faith! ]

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