Thread: A Dragon Out Of Time (CatachanDevil x Hernameisbanks)

While the men had subconsciously shifted out of their once single file position and instead stood in what could be seen as a defensive line, each of them leaving Nonna unnoticed. And for now, she was fine with going under the so called radar, the scent of something familiar leaving her silent in her hanging as she stared at the lower portion of the man who held her. Her shift in movement had gone unnoticed, head lightly turning at the sound of heavy breathing, again confirming her thought from what they had found in the cave. Well they had found half of what they were looking for, not necessarily thrilled to find the larger evil of the things within the cave, but again that's what they'd brought a sacrifice for, right? Rolling her bright eyes faintly, the young woman kept her body still enough, carefully listening to the interaction between the men and the dragon they had hoped to avoid for the most part of this little excursion. Avoiding simply telling them that the girl was just a casualty of this situation, instead one faintly shrugged and spoke first, Casualties. Of course such a thing could easily lead into one asking about the sort of casualties and why there had been any in the first place, but there wasn't much time for that to be a direct question. Casualties that had left one with a bruised eye and the other with a stinging red mark on the side of his face, simple things really. Besides, your village seems fond of leaving you sacrifices, so since you are awake. . . Itching to shift and wrap her thighs around the man's neck just to choke him out, she should have known what they were aiming at, instead the woman's dangling arms moving faintly, taking in their fear to her advantage. Her hands moved smoothly, particularly uncaring that while the men couldn't see her, the dragon with a quick glance down, could see her reaching into the open boot of the man, sliding his kukri blade out and into her own hand. If things did go sour, she definitely wasn't about to be dropped on the ground with no weapon, whether he was a civil dragon or not. Which, in and of itself was odd, how calm and docile this one was in this situation of having humans invading his home with clear signs of looting and looking for more than just adventure, ones who were clearly up to something more. Perhaps it was that there was no direct threat to him, no sign in them that they were here to slaughter a dragon, as, well, the majority of them had never seen a dragon this close. Gripping the kukri carefully, she had mentally planned out getting away from this in her head, albeit risky, this female was a particularly different type of marauder, wild for her own safety so to speak. Traveling in groups didn't necessarily mean they were looking out for one another, clearly. She was not about to be left in here for dragon food just because they could potentially get gold. At least not without a fight. The swell in her head made her eyes close for a moment, again taking the time to listen, So, maybe we can offer you a trade. One of the 'conscious' four spoke, only for the ragged sound of a scream to shoot out from the man with the black eye, dropping down to one knee as the back of the other had been sliced, swiftly. The movements were quick, almost as though all it took was him yelling out, Fucking shit , before the actions were set in motion, Nonna dropping only to be up quickly, hair flipping back and out of her face before taking off running in the opposite direction, holding the bloodied kukri in her hand as she ran. Whether she was running with the fear of being chased or with the intention of getting as far away from that scene as possible, neither could be determined as she bolted down a hallway, one of the men having followed after her. If he had been following out of fear of escaping himself, he had definitely taken the cue of the slightly battered Nonna, the dark haired woman inhaling sharply as she attempted to catch her breath against a wall, hand raising and feeling the smear of blood on her head. Moving a few more steps before feeling the shift of her consciousness falter again, the woman pressed a hand against another wall, closing her eyes as she felt herself carefully slide down, breathing out softly as the lightheaded feeling left her feeling airy.