Log; Ongoing?

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When; September 27th, Ritual Day
Rating; PG-13 (for now?)
Characters; Vala [riteofmaldoran], Barbossa [captain_hector], Link [jikan_no_uta], and anyone else who wants to jump in.
Summary; Vala, during the escape with Will and Elizabeth, gets seperated and into a bit of trouble. As usual.
Log;

She ran.

Or, half-stumbled, more like.

It had been a trick just getting down there, and with everyone on the move at the same time, she had foolishly thought they would make it out easily. And it had been relatively so... until that hulk of a man came out of no where with his cronies. Which was whom she was currently running from, to distract them so Will and Elizabeth could get out.

And damnit, they had better get out. They so owed her for this.

She ducked around the next bend and pressed herself to the wall, holding her breath and listening as the man came stomping after her. Mentally counting down, she remained motionless until he was just about to turn the corner-- then she sprung.

She went on autopilot, dark eyes sharp, always two steps ahead. Kick. Spin. Duck and weave. Darting to the side she swung around to land a blow to his temple, but she miscalculated distance and recovery time and found herself winded and suddenly very familiar with the ground. Panting, she moved to right herself-- only to have another attacker, newly arrived (she hadn't seen him before) hit her in the ribs and send her down again.

Gasping for breath, she rolled, leg swinging out to connect with the guard's groin, and the surprised pause that followed allowed her to recover to her feet--

Only to note that she was surrounded. And severely outnumbered.

Another beat, and then she gave a wide, if slightly wobbly, grin, wiping blood from her chin with the back of her hand.

"Now, now, boys. I hardly think--"

She didn't get the sentence out before, swearing profusely, the man she kicked in the balls came at her. She grinned wider and moved, ready to fight again, giving all she could...

But without help, she knew this battle was lost.

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Link was tired. It had been hours of this.
Fight, dodge, heal. Fight, dodge, run, pray the healing potion lasts.
Fight.
Fight.
Fight.

He wasn't even sure which was the exit was, at the moment. Better to keep going, though, than to stay in one place. Staying in place was like giving up - and that was one thing he'd never do.

But stopping to catch his breath.... Well, that was another matter.

He leaned against the wall, not caring how dirty it was. He was already decently dirty - blood, dirt, who knew what the hell else. He'd be happy when he got the hell out of here and into a warm bath. He was sure someone he'd been helping at some point would offer one, when all was said and done.

He didn't get much of a chance to rest before he heard the commotion. He froze, just listening. He had an advantage over most people when it came to hearing, but the way these tunnels echoed... it was enough to be headache-inducing.

There.

He pinpointed the sound somewhere to the east of where he was. He pushed off the wall, trying to summon more strength, and began heading in that direction.

The trouble was closer than he thought.

A girl he didn't recognize (as if that mattered!) was being attacked. From the looks of it, she was entirely outnumbered. Even together, they probably would have been, had Link been anyone else.

But he wasn't anyone else. He was used to being outnumbered. And these weren't monsters, from the looks of it - they were just men.

He had never been keen on killing anything that wasn't a monster, but, well... Desperate times, and all that.

He wouldn't have to kill them to keep them away from the girl, but wounding them and leaving them here would be the same thing.

Best not to think about it.

He got a better grip on his sword and rushed into the fight.