by kiduf » Sun Mar 20, 2005 3:48 am
[OOC] It brings me great joy to see you play around with Azer. Really, it does. I don't know why, though. [/OOC]
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Ramsus got up to go 'accomodate' the waitress, leaving Azerbarth stunned at how easily the corrupted, yet still borderline decent, lad had come up with what appeared to be a pretty complete plan. He watched as Ramsus walked with the waitress towards the door to the second door, thinking about another peaceful night's rest in his 'double' bed at the Inn. Azer got up to leave right around when Ramsus got to the door, but was interrupted by the sight of him getting knocked back and onto his ass as it was powerfully shoved outwards from the other direction.
Smoke billowed from the room, blocking his view of whoever had rudely smashed the door into his new friend's face. However, Azer could make out multiple figures, in a vaguely familiar shape. Too familiar...
When the veiling smog finally lifted itself slightly, Azer was sure of his suspicions, and was now utterly panicked.
"Oh, crap... what the hell am I going to do now? Hmm, I wonder if Ramsus is okay..." When the smog cleared more once again, to the point where facial features could be noted, Azer's panic was slightly subdued, for he recognized the face of the lead Dragonian as that of his fellow DRA trainee, Hunter. However, he was now dressed in a lieutenants suit of armor, as opposed to the simple tunics supplied to cadets of the army. "Well, I guess graduation went alright for him. I guess I never noticed. Hey, Hunter! Hunter! It's me, Azerbarth!"
His friend, Hunter, looked in Azerbarth's direction, and his look of mockery, which was directed at the horrified form of Ramsus on the floor, glared him right in the eye and quickly changed to one of confidence.
"Ah, Azerbarth... how good to see you again... unfortunately, we won't have time to catch up."
"... what are you talking about, Hunter?"
"You see, Azerbarth... well... let me explain this to you... okay, nevermind. You know what? The gist of it is this: By order of Chief Advisor Denskrae, you are hereby arrested and held under the conditions of the Dragonian Army. My orders are to take you straight to Terra Fester, where you are to be tried and found guilty of attempted murder, treason, theft, and damaging Dome land."
"But Hunter... don't you remember? We're allies. Me and you, working our way through training camp. You can't be doing this to me."
"My loyalty lies with the DRA, the Dome, and Dragonia. Not with treacherous scum like you. I'm sorry Azerbarth, but I willingly allowed myself to be put into potential situations like this by choosing the military life. I bid you well in your new life. Go ahead, men."
Azerbarth noticed that Hunter's eyes were not focused on him anymore, rather, behind him. Spinning around quickly to see what he meant by 'go ahead', Azer managed to catch nothing but a large club to the head and the electrocuting sensation of electro-cuffs being placed around his wrists and ankles. By this point, Ramsus had already gotten up from his pained, yet comfortable spot on the ground.
"Hey, what are you doing to Az-"
Whoomph. Hunter's swift paw to the side of Ramsus' head; he would definitely be out for a good 2 or 3 hours. Meanwhile, Azerbarth finally slipped into unconsciousness, in his head cursing to all that was good and Holy, and the Dragonians had already moved his flacid body into the DRA transport frigate that they had taken on this search and arrest. The frigates were powerful, but amazingly slow. It would be a good 3 days before it would get to Terra Fester. Not that it would make a big difference to Azer. In this state, it might as well take 3 years.
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2 and a half hours later, Ramsus awoke, noting three things. First, that the waitress (and all the other bar patrons and employees, for that matter) had abandoned him, second, that his head hurt like nothing else before, and third, that he would have to see about either getting to Azerbarth before he got to Terra Fester, or to meet him at Terra Fester and break him out then. But, as Ramsus, always found dear to his heart...
"First things first. I'll be needing some painkillers. Wonder what I missed out on with that waitress, too..."
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[OOC] Wrote this while combating a wicked migraine. Sorry if some of it doesn't make sense. I sure hope that's not the case... [/OOC]
Edited by: [url=http://p068.ezboard.com/brpgww60462.showUserPublicProfile?gid=kiduf>kiduf</A] at: 3/20/05 3:51