In a small law office located somewhere on the south side of Rhy'Din. We find one Brian Ravenlock in a meeting with a pair of members, belonging to his legal defense team.
?You called, and here I am. It's good to see you again, Fitz.?
?It?s hard to believe Sir, but it seems they have actually decided that they will be dropping all of the charges that had been ?levied against you in regards to your association with Mister Batten, Miss Renna, along with the issues in regards to your pursuit in the market place two months past. Also the incident at Batten Tower.?
?
?Wait, they what??
?
?It?s all right here, Sir. Here?s the declaration, take a look for yourself.?
And take a look he did, a rather long one at that.
?
?Son of a bitch, she really did let it go??
?
Sir??
?
?Sorry, I meant to say that ?they? let it go... So that?s it then, we?re done with the investigations and depositions??
?
?That?s correct, Sir. They also advised that you will be reinstated to your former position as well, within the Watch. With that being said, we've also asked that each of the allegations be completely stricken from your service record along with your personal one as well. None of this---?
?
?No, that?s not right.?
?
?Sir??
?Leave everything in the file.?
?Sir???
?For anyone else, the record would remain as it was and would also include the removal statements as well. Meaning the accusations and following investigations would be there for everyone else to see, so long as they remained within the service of the Watch and City. Just as it would be for anyone with an arrest record and such. While not truly convicted in the end, the charges would be there to be seen.?
?Well, that's true... But you're a different case. With your positions formerly held and your current political associations, we felt it would be best if everything was simply wiped from the record.?
?Are you shitting me??(1)
The question most assuredly caught the young attorney by surprise, as a rather puzzled expression took form on that face of his, and it seemed he wasn't the only one as his assistant carried a similar expression on her face as well. The pair glanced to one another, and then back to the older man.
?Mister Ravenlock, I don't?understand. Can you elaborate??
?I am no different from anyone else out there, that's what I'm getting at.?
?Sir, we disa--?
?I've been arrested more than a few times, charged with treason against this city, not to mention attempted murder of the Governor, 1st and then 2nd degree charges of murder based on what happened during Jacyn's campaign in and out of the city. Not to mention the fact that I and a few others stole the very boat that belonged to the 1st Governor during her term, just to go visit an island full of lesbians and then---?
?Well that was a bit of a commendable crime Lord Ravenlock, cause o' that I met m'girl when she an her family came to visit Rhy'Din, not to mention the trade routes you all opened up.?
The admission of the assistant caused an instant brow raised, as Brian and the attorney both turned to the assistance, who just stood there nodding her head to the men. ?That's right, cause of what you all did I met m' life love, I did.?
The attorney face palmed right then and there, ?Giselle, really? Now of all times??
?I'm just sayin' boss, that when this man seems to do somethin' bad, good things come out of it somehow. Some of the girls at the Inn, said he's better when he's bad or somethin' like that. Anyways, you said it yourself that he's not like others--?
?Um, Miss Giselle-- you're welcome? And Fitz, back to the matter at hand, leave the records as they are. I want nothing removed at all, and that's not up for debate-- please??
The young attorney opened his mouth to debate the matter, but Brian was a moment quicker. ?Please...?
?Sir-- Brian, is it because of Baristen's position on the Tribunal? There are easier ways of handling things, you know.?
?If this were a few good years ago, I'd just end her for what she's done-- but that time has long since past. She needs to be handled differently, and we'll get to that. But for that to be as effective as I need it to be, my records need to remain as they are--- all of them. Not to mention, I am no better than those I work with who carry issues like this in their records, even though they had been cleared.?
Clarity!
?Ah, well that's all there is then, Brian. It'll be as you asked, we'll leave it all as it is and let you take it where you will. I'll make sure to get everything expedited for you, and we'll inform Captain Al'Tuatha directly along with the Governor's office.?
?Thanks, that means a lot to me.?
Case in point, Brian moved to the young attorney and hugged him tightly while whispering something...
?That issue we had in Adenna with my illegal entry to get Charles Blackstone back, let's see if we can at least get that one removed, if possible??
Brian released Fitz, offering a soft nod as he did so. The attorney quickly replied in the most simple of fashions, ?What issue, Sir? Last we heard you've never been there-- ever.?
?You're a good man, Fitz. I owe you a few.? Brian then patted the man on his shoulder, and quickly flashed a smile to Giselle the assistant, ?And thank you for everything, Giselle.?
Waving to the pair, the eldest Ravenlock took his leave from the meeting room and then let himself out of the office, and into the street.
A quick glance to his watch told him it was nearly time to meet up with the girls and their ward, before headed back to Jenai. So toward the markets he turned as those feet of his went to work.
'Tom & Jerry', he heard some earther say in regards to walking.
The thought caused a chuckle to slip, as he shook his head. And then just as quickly something caused said chuckle to cease in mid-chuck, as he swore he had heard someone cry out. Pausing he listened intently, as he looked around the street carefully for what it might have been. And there it was again, another cry-- this time it was closer and most definitely female.
More so, it seemed that no one else seemed to take notice of whatever it was, because for all Brian could see, it was business as usual as people seemingly came and went along their own ways.
Brian backed a bit, and once more took a good look around as his eyes narrowed ever the more so, ?What the hell...?
Another cry, from his left-- no his right! Across the street, an alleyway...
Wait, an all--- Revanche?!
Brian couldn't explain why, not then or ever after as to why he felt the way he had at that moment when he recalled the being called Revanche, and their first encounter. Whatever the reason, that was all the man needed as he bolted across the street and into the alleyway, knocking a pair of vendors aside as he did so.
?MOVE!?
The far end of the alley, a pair of men-- and a woman... She was fighting what looked like a losing battle against the pair. Another scream erupted throughout the alleyway, as she fell to the ground in a crumpled heap with the men leaning over her.
Faster, fool! Faster!?
Cursing himself further, Brian used a crate to launch himself over some stacked crates.
The pair didn't seem to notice him at all as he landed deftly, closing that gap within moments.
The first of the two finally glanced back, and for his trouble was soundly knocked the hell out with a 'egg crate' that shattered from the impact, leaving the second to turn as well-- right into a heavy fisted backhand that sent him back a step or two, and from there it only got worse as Brian Ravenlock went to work in the only manner he knew of at that given time.
First went the left knee, as Brian literally (and directly) curb stomped it to the point the patella snapped in a rather loud manner, leaving the man crying loudly and grasping his leg in the most desperate of fashions.
Next came the jaw--- that was broken most affirmatively via the 'kick off' style kick Brian delivered while the man had been grasping at his own knee, while bent over.
Thirdly came the---
Bottle that shattered squarely upside Brian's head, sending him headlong into a nearby wall as he slipped to a knee. His hand lifted to his head, feeling the warmth of his own blood while the cobwebs were fought with everything he had, tooth and nail.
The fuck!(2)
There had been two-- he knew that., and no one else had snuck--- Shit...(3)
The girl...
The darkness crept from the peripheral as he shook his head in the most defiant of way, growling as he did so...
?He's getting up, do it now!?
*Pop, pop, pop!*
The sounds registered very little in the scope of things, but the searing pain that wracked his back as he fell against the ground with his face into the wall, told him more than he needed...
?Two times! What do you know, the little bitch can shoot!?
Shoot... Shot...
?Look at him, he's still movin'. Good! Hey, Baristen sends her regards! Stay outta her business, Lock!?
*Pop, pop!*
?Yes, the bitch can shoot you mentally challenged fucks... And this is bigger than your leathery skinned whore of a boss...? (4)
The woman stepped over her now dead partners, and took a knee before Brian as a cant of head took form, ?Come on... Turn around for me, and show me they were right. Time to see what you're really made of 'Killer'...?
Somehow he managed to do just that as he sat on the ground, while heavily leaved on the wall as the pain began to tear through him--- his breathing became all the harder, while the darkness began to creep in more so... His eyes clenched tightly, as he fought for every moment.
?Good... You've a bit left.?
His eyes opened somewhat, revealing the woman before him... Heavily tanned, a head of blonde along with a cloak of red. His mouth opened to say something, as she then cut him off.
?Hun, this isn't personal for me--- it's business. For my employer it's personal--- he misses you, and needs you to do what you've done for him so any times before... He wants you to come home. Well he also said he misses his son, or something... But to me that just didn't fit with the fact that I shot you in the back. Anyways, where you go is up to you--- because it seems someone tendered a piece of gold for you, so today you get a pass. If you actually make it out of here, that is. But next time-- you may not be so lucky, Brian Ravenlock.?
His eyes clenched shut as the pain grew worse... His hands slid to his chest, as he felt two warm and quite sticky spots. His eyes opened to look down, and when they did---
The woman was nowhere to be seen.
For that matter no one was...
He was alone in that alley, shot twice and bleeding out the more so with every passing moment.
(Note: You may have seen something like (1) along the way of reading this and I wanted to address that for this post specifically, for a moment.
Those mark places where I had words that violated the TOS, when I used asterisks within the words to attempt to keep the context of said words without fully spelling them out. An old rule I had forgotten, but a rule none the less.
So at the behest of management, I have made the changes.
But that doesn't mean I can't have a lil' fun, either. So with that in mind, I marked the violating areas, so that they may be addressed down here and the words can be explained, or at the very least hinted at. Of course this is until I find a better mouse trap so to speak. So here we go.
The word for (1) is an colorful phrase that begins with S and ends with S and is referred to for the literal act of defecating, I mean literally in the act. It's also a catch phrase for Brian pretty much at times, and accompanied sometimes by a face palm. Can you guess what that was? I knew you could!
The word for (2) begins with F and it's a four letter word. It's used for a great deal of things, but the closest I think we can get without violating the would be the last word for the acronym WTF. I don't need to ask if you know that that means, because I'm sure you all are smart cookies.
The word for (3) goes back to the word for (1), and if you take off the letters I-N-G at the end, you got it!
The word for (4) goes back to (3) and is you add the letter S at the end, you got that one too!
There were other words as well. Well actually a word, but I went and changed the entire context of that due to the fact It was a rather offensive word for ladies. That being said you can find the original post without these explanations over on the Greater Realms site at http://gr.2phatgeeks.com/index.php .
Thanks, and take care!
~Brian )
?You called, and here I am. It's good to see you again, Fitz.?
?It?s hard to believe Sir, but it seems they have actually decided that they will be dropping all of the charges that had been ?levied against you in regards to your association with Mister Batten, Miss Renna, along with the issues in regards to your pursuit in the market place two months past. Also the incident at Batten Tower.?
?
?Wait, they what??
?
?It?s all right here, Sir. Here?s the declaration, take a look for yourself.?
And take a look he did, a rather long one at that.
?
?Son of a bitch, she really did let it go??
?
Sir??
?
?Sorry, I meant to say that ?they? let it go... So that?s it then, we?re done with the investigations and depositions??
?
?That?s correct, Sir. They also advised that you will be reinstated to your former position as well, within the Watch. With that being said, we've also asked that each of the allegations be completely stricken from your service record along with your personal one as well. None of this---?
?
?No, that?s not right.?
?
?Sir??
?Leave everything in the file.?
?Sir???
?For anyone else, the record would remain as it was and would also include the removal statements as well. Meaning the accusations and following investigations would be there for everyone else to see, so long as they remained within the service of the Watch and City. Just as it would be for anyone with an arrest record and such. While not truly convicted in the end, the charges would be there to be seen.?
?Well, that's true... But you're a different case. With your positions formerly held and your current political associations, we felt it would be best if everything was simply wiped from the record.?
?Are you shitting me??(1)
The question most assuredly caught the young attorney by surprise, as a rather puzzled expression took form on that face of his, and it seemed he wasn't the only one as his assistant carried a similar expression on her face as well. The pair glanced to one another, and then back to the older man.
?Mister Ravenlock, I don't?understand. Can you elaborate??
?I am no different from anyone else out there, that's what I'm getting at.?
?Sir, we disa--?
?I've been arrested more than a few times, charged with treason against this city, not to mention attempted murder of the Governor, 1st and then 2nd degree charges of murder based on what happened during Jacyn's campaign in and out of the city. Not to mention the fact that I and a few others stole the very boat that belonged to the 1st Governor during her term, just to go visit an island full of lesbians and then---?
?Well that was a bit of a commendable crime Lord Ravenlock, cause o' that I met m'girl when she an her family came to visit Rhy'Din, not to mention the trade routes you all opened up.?
The admission of the assistant caused an instant brow raised, as Brian and the attorney both turned to the assistance, who just stood there nodding her head to the men. ?That's right, cause of what you all did I met m' life love, I did.?
The attorney face palmed right then and there, ?Giselle, really? Now of all times??
?I'm just sayin' boss, that when this man seems to do somethin' bad, good things come out of it somehow. Some of the girls at the Inn, said he's better when he's bad or somethin' like that. Anyways, you said it yourself that he's not like others--?
?Um, Miss Giselle-- you're welcome? And Fitz, back to the matter at hand, leave the records as they are. I want nothing removed at all, and that's not up for debate-- please??
The young attorney opened his mouth to debate the matter, but Brian was a moment quicker. ?Please...?
?Sir-- Brian, is it because of Baristen's position on the Tribunal? There are easier ways of handling things, you know.?
?If this were a few good years ago, I'd just end her for what she's done-- but that time has long since past. She needs to be handled differently, and we'll get to that. But for that to be as effective as I need it to be, my records need to remain as they are--- all of them. Not to mention, I am no better than those I work with who carry issues like this in their records, even though they had been cleared.?
Clarity!
?Ah, well that's all there is then, Brian. It'll be as you asked, we'll leave it all as it is and let you take it where you will. I'll make sure to get everything expedited for you, and we'll inform Captain Al'Tuatha directly along with the Governor's office.?
?Thanks, that means a lot to me.?
Case in point, Brian moved to the young attorney and hugged him tightly while whispering something...
?That issue we had in Adenna with my illegal entry to get Charles Blackstone back, let's see if we can at least get that one removed, if possible??
Brian released Fitz, offering a soft nod as he did so. The attorney quickly replied in the most simple of fashions, ?What issue, Sir? Last we heard you've never been there-- ever.?
?You're a good man, Fitz. I owe you a few.? Brian then patted the man on his shoulder, and quickly flashed a smile to Giselle the assistant, ?And thank you for everything, Giselle.?
Waving to the pair, the eldest Ravenlock took his leave from the meeting room and then let himself out of the office, and into the street.
A quick glance to his watch told him it was nearly time to meet up with the girls and their ward, before headed back to Jenai. So toward the markets he turned as those feet of his went to work.
'Tom & Jerry', he heard some earther say in regards to walking.
The thought caused a chuckle to slip, as he shook his head. And then just as quickly something caused said chuckle to cease in mid-chuck, as he swore he had heard someone cry out. Pausing he listened intently, as he looked around the street carefully for what it might have been. And there it was again, another cry-- this time it was closer and most definitely female.
More so, it seemed that no one else seemed to take notice of whatever it was, because for all Brian could see, it was business as usual as people seemingly came and went along their own ways.
Brian backed a bit, and once more took a good look around as his eyes narrowed ever the more so, ?What the hell...?
Another cry, from his left-- no his right! Across the street, an alleyway...
Wait, an all--- Revanche?!
Brian couldn't explain why, not then or ever after as to why he felt the way he had at that moment when he recalled the being called Revanche, and their first encounter. Whatever the reason, that was all the man needed as he bolted across the street and into the alleyway, knocking a pair of vendors aside as he did so.
?MOVE!?
The far end of the alley, a pair of men-- and a woman... She was fighting what looked like a losing battle against the pair. Another scream erupted throughout the alleyway, as she fell to the ground in a crumpled heap with the men leaning over her.
Faster, fool! Faster!?
Cursing himself further, Brian used a crate to launch himself over some stacked crates.
The pair didn't seem to notice him at all as he landed deftly, closing that gap within moments.
The first of the two finally glanced back, and for his trouble was soundly knocked the hell out with a 'egg crate' that shattered from the impact, leaving the second to turn as well-- right into a heavy fisted backhand that sent him back a step or two, and from there it only got worse as Brian Ravenlock went to work in the only manner he knew of at that given time.
First went the left knee, as Brian literally (and directly) curb stomped it to the point the patella snapped in a rather loud manner, leaving the man crying loudly and grasping his leg in the most desperate of fashions.
Next came the jaw--- that was broken most affirmatively via the 'kick off' style kick Brian delivered while the man had been grasping at his own knee, while bent over.
Thirdly came the---
Bottle that shattered squarely upside Brian's head, sending him headlong into a nearby wall as he slipped to a knee. His hand lifted to his head, feeling the warmth of his own blood while the cobwebs were fought with everything he had, tooth and nail.
The fuck!(2)
There had been two-- he knew that., and no one else had snuck--- Shit...(3)
The girl...
The darkness crept from the peripheral as he shook his head in the most defiant of way, growling as he did so...
?He's getting up, do it now!?
*Pop, pop, pop!*
The sounds registered very little in the scope of things, but the searing pain that wracked his back as he fell against the ground with his face into the wall, told him more than he needed...
?Two times! What do you know, the little bitch can shoot!?
Shoot... Shot...
?Look at him, he's still movin'. Good! Hey, Baristen sends her regards! Stay outta her business, Lock!?
*Pop, pop!*
?Yes, the bitch can shoot you mentally challenged fucks... And this is bigger than your leathery skinned whore of a boss...? (4)
The woman stepped over her now dead partners, and took a knee before Brian as a cant of head took form, ?Come on... Turn around for me, and show me they were right. Time to see what you're really made of 'Killer'...?
Somehow he managed to do just that as he sat on the ground, while heavily leaved on the wall as the pain began to tear through him--- his breathing became all the harder, while the darkness began to creep in more so... His eyes clenched tightly, as he fought for every moment.
?Good... You've a bit left.?
His eyes opened somewhat, revealing the woman before him... Heavily tanned, a head of blonde along with a cloak of red. His mouth opened to say something, as she then cut him off.
?Hun, this isn't personal for me--- it's business. For my employer it's personal--- he misses you, and needs you to do what you've done for him so any times before... He wants you to come home. Well he also said he misses his son, or something... But to me that just didn't fit with the fact that I shot you in the back. Anyways, where you go is up to you--- because it seems someone tendered a piece of gold for you, so today you get a pass. If you actually make it out of here, that is. But next time-- you may not be so lucky, Brian Ravenlock.?
His eyes clenched shut as the pain grew worse... His hands slid to his chest, as he felt two warm and quite sticky spots. His eyes opened to look down, and when they did---
The woman was nowhere to be seen.
For that matter no one was...
He was alone in that alley, shot twice and bleeding out the more so with every passing moment.
(Note: You may have seen something like (1) along the way of reading this and I wanted to address that for this post specifically, for a moment.
Those mark places where I had words that violated the TOS, when I used asterisks within the words to attempt to keep the context of said words without fully spelling them out. An old rule I had forgotten, but a rule none the less.
So at the behest of management, I have made the changes.
But that doesn't mean I can't have a lil' fun, either. So with that in mind, I marked the violating areas, so that they may be addressed down here and the words can be explained, or at the very least hinted at. Of course this is until I find a better mouse trap so to speak. So here we go.
The word for (1) is an colorful phrase that begins with S and ends with S and is referred to for the literal act of defecating, I mean literally in the act. It's also a catch phrase for Brian pretty much at times, and accompanied sometimes by a face palm. Can you guess what that was? I knew you could!
The word for (2) begins with F and it's a four letter word. It's used for a great deal of things, but the closest I think we can get without violating the would be the last word for the acronym WTF. I don't need to ask if you know that that means, because I'm sure you all are smart cookies.
The word for (3) goes back to the word for (1), and if you take off the letters I-N-G at the end, you got it!
The word for (4) goes back to (3) and is you add the letter S at the end, you got that one too!
There were other words as well. Well actually a word, but I went and changed the entire context of that due to the fact It was a rather offensive word for ladies. That being said you can find the original post without these explanations over on the Greater Realms site at http://gr.2phatgeeks.com/index.php .
Thanks, and take care!
~Brian )