((The following was adapted from Live Play. Thank you to all involved!))
Isuelt leaned a heavy elbow forward and pushed open the back door of the Inn. A whiskey-stained chuckle tinged the air as she entered as she continued her conversation, "Oh right, and I suppose he really deserved that." Janie shrugged, the Aussie lass following suit, the usual vivacious bounce to her step, "Well, he started it, you know." The brunette Scathachian stopped in mid-step and let her dark eyes roam over the room, which was in disarray. Janie almost, well she did, banged right into the back of Isuelt as she stopped short. "Hell, Issy, want to give a warning next time?" Janie did also take the opportunity to look around, noting the disorder and as well as Katt and Lexi Amagadi, who looked to be tending to her.
Isuelt's brows lowered as her expression darkened, "What happened here?" She, too looked to Lexi, then to the jackal called Stitch.
Lexi reached into a dark bag, and pulled out a needle and a clear vile of medicine. "I have no idea. I just stumbled onto this a few minutes ago. A woman took my car, to take a woman to the hospital."
Katt nodded slowly, and interrupted with a soft voice, "Sorry to cause trouble." Her perfect little mouth turned further into a frown, the more she thought about what had happened, the worse she felt.
"Katt," Lexi began, holding up the small vile, "This will take the pain away, and it will make you sleepy. I promise, I'll take care of you." A small, reassuring smile. "Unless you'd rather tough it out." As the woman tended to Katt, Isuelt turned and looked to her Sister. Janie was quick with a response to the unanswered question, "Uhm, yah, Iss" I didn't tell you what happened in here the other day." Isuelt arched a dark brow at the blonde priestess, the impatience in her voice near palpable, "What?" "There were these, I dunno what you call 'em. Robots or whatever. Fighting. Dr. Ibaraki had me get the hell out of here. I was with that little gold guy. Tick" Yeah, lots of weapons and projectile weapons and ....and..." Janie stopped and looked to Isuelt. "Sorry I didn't tell you before, Illea." She bit her lower lip at the admonishing look from her elder Sister. Katt was able to manage to tell them that Dr. Ibaraki had been the woman taken to the clinic before she quieted from the pain of her injuries. Others were gathered now, including Ebon Ilnaren. Stich filled in a few details, "I came in to a li'le person's 'ead knocked off and a body. 'Ead grew spider legs. Body kept shoo'ing. There was something important in there...what was it. Spewed a bunch o' green smoke an' they exploded. Eventually." Isuelt's arms crossed over her chest, the leather of her bodice creaking, she was not happy. "Janie, get over to the clinic for Dr. Ibaraki. And I will expect a full explanation of what happened yesterday, too. Got it?" she leveled her dark gaze. Janie nodded quickly and was bounding for the door before she could get yelled at. She was off, on her way to the Riverview Clinic. It was Ebon who looked to Isuelt, "Troubles?" "Always," came the jaded reply. "Miss Issy' It's n..not her fault," Katt's little voice struggled to be heard. "You don't have to worry about defending her, Katt. That's more a full-time job than anyone should have." She rubbed her forehead, feeling the iron grip of pressure at her temples again. "Still ..true," Katt continued, "What..happened yesterday..not her fault. Mrm...Miss..Raye said something about..Scathachian ..might be targeted.." She wanted to sit up but just couldn't get herself to. Isuelt's brow lowered. A pensive pause fell over the priestess as she stared at Katt. Her voice, while still low was urgent in its tone, "Targeted" Katt' What are you talking about?" Maybe she should have joined Janie in following Raye to the clinic Ebon stepped forward wearing a frown, "Someone's targeting Scathachians?" As if on cue, there was a "Thud. Thud....Thud, thud....Thud" A ghostly little chuckle came next just before Isuelt heard an all too familiar voice, "Oh it's true....Scath-bitch." Isuelt froze. She knew that voice, the venom in it was unmistakable. Renna, the Betrayer. Somehow. Paired with what Katt said, Isuelt knew that to stay was to invite trouble, violence for all here. She would have to draw Renna out without bystanders. Innocents were to be protected, not used as shields. She stood up slowly, looking around. Renna's voice was like shards of glass scraping at her ears, "How many must be injured for you, Issy?" The hooded figure who stood so near to them lifted to reveal her blood red eyes. "How many must I kill" Or have I killed....How many have I hurt' Brian....Jewell?" Icer....And now....You." The Red Riding Hood offered her hand, "Sister....We are family, right?" Isuelt, shocked that this woman had nearly just appeared in their midsts, looked to her and began to back away. Not from Renna...but from the rest of the patrons. She was moving toward the door. "Renna...c'mon. Outside. None need to die or be hurt for me." Her legs moved forward as Renna began to follow her, "C'mon!" The priestess was trying to make it to the front door, "You want me? You got me." Suddenly, Renna lashed forward, her cloak whipping at the Scathachian. Isuelt drew her blade, a steel note singing to the air as she swung the sword and rented the cloak as she was pushed back through the window, just beside the front door, with a symphony of shattering of glass. "M-Miss Issy!" Katt looked over to Ebon then Stitch. "No! Isuelt!" Ebon ran to the window and looked through it. Where her body should have landed with a hard thump on the front porch, there was just the tingling of glass as it fell from the window frame. Isuelt's body wasn't there. So, too was Renna gone. In the blink of an eye the two had disappeared into thin air.
Isuelt leaned a heavy elbow forward and pushed open the back door of the Inn. A whiskey-stained chuckle tinged the air as she entered as she continued her conversation, "Oh right, and I suppose he really deserved that." Janie shrugged, the Aussie lass following suit, the usual vivacious bounce to her step, "Well, he started it, you know." The brunette Scathachian stopped in mid-step and let her dark eyes roam over the room, which was in disarray. Janie almost, well she did, banged right into the back of Isuelt as she stopped short. "Hell, Issy, want to give a warning next time?" Janie did also take the opportunity to look around, noting the disorder and as well as Katt and Lexi Amagadi, who looked to be tending to her.
Isuelt's brows lowered as her expression darkened, "What happened here?" She, too looked to Lexi, then to the jackal called Stitch.
Lexi reached into a dark bag, and pulled out a needle and a clear vile of medicine. "I have no idea. I just stumbled onto this a few minutes ago. A woman took my car, to take a woman to the hospital."
Katt nodded slowly, and interrupted with a soft voice, "Sorry to cause trouble." Her perfect little mouth turned further into a frown, the more she thought about what had happened, the worse she felt.
"Katt," Lexi began, holding up the small vile, "This will take the pain away, and it will make you sleepy. I promise, I'll take care of you." A small, reassuring smile. "Unless you'd rather tough it out." As the woman tended to Katt, Isuelt turned and looked to her Sister. Janie was quick with a response to the unanswered question, "Uhm, yah, Iss" I didn't tell you what happened in here the other day." Isuelt arched a dark brow at the blonde priestess, the impatience in her voice near palpable, "What?" "There were these, I dunno what you call 'em. Robots or whatever. Fighting. Dr. Ibaraki had me get the hell out of here. I was with that little gold guy. Tick" Yeah, lots of weapons and projectile weapons and ....and..." Janie stopped and looked to Isuelt. "Sorry I didn't tell you before, Illea." She bit her lower lip at the admonishing look from her elder Sister. Katt was able to manage to tell them that Dr. Ibaraki had been the woman taken to the clinic before she quieted from the pain of her injuries. Others were gathered now, including Ebon Ilnaren. Stich filled in a few details, "I came in to a li'le person's 'ead knocked off and a body. 'Ead grew spider legs. Body kept shoo'ing. There was something important in there...what was it. Spewed a bunch o' green smoke an' they exploded. Eventually." Isuelt's arms crossed over her chest, the leather of her bodice creaking, she was not happy. "Janie, get over to the clinic for Dr. Ibaraki. And I will expect a full explanation of what happened yesterday, too. Got it?" she leveled her dark gaze. Janie nodded quickly and was bounding for the door before she could get yelled at. She was off, on her way to the Riverview Clinic. It was Ebon who looked to Isuelt, "Troubles?" "Always," came the jaded reply. "Miss Issy' It's n..not her fault," Katt's little voice struggled to be heard. "You don't have to worry about defending her, Katt. That's more a full-time job than anyone should have." She rubbed her forehead, feeling the iron grip of pressure at her temples again. "Still ..true," Katt continued, "What..happened yesterday..not her fault. Mrm...Miss..Raye said something about..Scathachian ..might be targeted.." She wanted to sit up but just couldn't get herself to. Isuelt's brow lowered. A pensive pause fell over the priestess as she stared at Katt. Her voice, while still low was urgent in its tone, "Targeted" Katt' What are you talking about?" Maybe she should have joined Janie in following Raye to the clinic Ebon stepped forward wearing a frown, "Someone's targeting Scathachians?" As if on cue, there was a "Thud. Thud....Thud, thud....Thud" A ghostly little chuckle came next just before Isuelt heard an all too familiar voice, "Oh it's true....Scath-bitch." Isuelt froze. She knew that voice, the venom in it was unmistakable. Renna, the Betrayer. Somehow. Paired with what Katt said, Isuelt knew that to stay was to invite trouble, violence for all here. She would have to draw Renna out without bystanders. Innocents were to be protected, not used as shields. She stood up slowly, looking around. Renna's voice was like shards of glass scraping at her ears, "How many must be injured for you, Issy?" The hooded figure who stood so near to them lifted to reveal her blood red eyes. "How many must I kill" Or have I killed....How many have I hurt' Brian....Jewell?" Icer....And now....You." The Red Riding Hood offered her hand, "Sister....We are family, right?" Isuelt, shocked that this woman had nearly just appeared in their midsts, looked to her and began to back away. Not from Renna...but from the rest of the patrons. She was moving toward the door. "Renna...c'mon. Outside. None need to die or be hurt for me." Her legs moved forward as Renna began to follow her, "C'mon!" The priestess was trying to make it to the front door, "You want me? You got me." Suddenly, Renna lashed forward, her cloak whipping at the Scathachian. Isuelt drew her blade, a steel note singing to the air as she swung the sword and rented the cloak as she was pushed back through the window, just beside the front door, with a symphony of shattering of glass. "M-Miss Issy!" Katt looked over to Ebon then Stitch. "No! Isuelt!" Ebon ran to the window and looked through it. Where her body should have landed with a hard thump on the front porch, there was just the tingling of glass as it fell from the window frame. Isuelt's body wasn't there. So, too was Renna gone. In the blink of an eye the two had disappeared into thin air.