Thread: Inalt

Leo Name Nickname Leo Silverra The Lion Attire Royal blue shirt. Royal blue over coat accented with gold. Black pants. Gold gloves Weapon English Tuck sword Location Inalt Entering the town square Tagging Alice, Anyone Time September 1, 2650 Afternoon. Being chewed out by your higher ups isnt exactly how you want to spend your afternoons on such a good day. His commanding officer had extended his patrol hours for the day. Leo and his commanding officer Leo wanted nothing more than to punch the annoying prick square in the face but it would just come back to bite him in the butt. He let out a long sigh and strolled the streets keeping his eyes peeled for anything to make up for earlier. He mainly kept an eye out for his brothers to lash out at them. Sure he couldnt put his brothers in jail but he sure could swing on them. Leo noticed some bodies being knocked around and he thought nothing of it really. But he did watch however many fights started because of this. Some riots in the square were started with a simple shove into the wrong person. He shivered at the thought. Breaking up a riot? It was scary work even for him just a mass of bodies throwing punches and kicks at any and everybody in sight. A few people moved away and that was when he noticed two men standing over somebody. A woman in chains? Leo watched intently as the men stood over her and grabbed her chains. He was more than sure that this wasnt just some weird fetish the group had. It pissed him off and he was already seething he was itching to pound someone to a pulp. Apparently these men wanted to be the first of the day to taste his rage. Keeping a calm exterior he walked over to the men and cleared his throat loudly. Gentlemen do we have a problem? He looked to each one with a hard look on his face. His features softened though when his eyes fell upon the woman. He kept his guard up while his eyes were off the men. His eyes locked with the woman letting her know he was going to help her get away. But by the looks of her it looked like he needed to do more than get her out of this situation. His questions would have to wait until later though. Clenching his golden gloves he turned to the men once again. Mikey Name Nickname Michael Silverra Mikey, The Fox Attire White short sleeve shirt. Black jacket with a hood. Black pants. Weapon Twin Daggers. Throwing knives. Location Inalt Town Square Tagging Anyone Time September 1, 2650 Afternoon. Mikey was moving fast ducking, weaving, bobbing and he had put a great distance between him and the officers that were chasing him. He was ready to make his final move though. Thats when he saw it. Luck was in his favor and there were some crates stacked next to a low hanging pole. They were stacked like steps like some outside force planted them there just for him. He smirked and turned back to taunt the men one last time. Hey ladies it was fun and all but Im getting bored. Good luck finding me in the slums. Mikey didnt even hesitate was a cart pulled in front of him in fact he might have increased his jog in a short burst. Mikey left the ground in a two leaps and somersaulted over the cart. Surprising he heard a few claps from the surrounding spectators. The crates were on his right and he climbed them gracefully. Now all he had to do was make it onto the roof. The pole that was outstretched from the building hung ready for him. With a leap of faith he trusted in his skills. Mikey caught the pole and swung his body weight and swung up onto the roof his front foot almost slipping off. His destination was right in front of him. The slums was waiting for him opening its dark dangerous embrace to the expert thief. Exits dramatically to The Slums of Inalt