Posted by Tommy Tanaka on 6/3/2008, 12:11 pm, in reply to "Let The Bodies Hit The Floor!"
Tommy turned back to Maltheus. Perhaps it was just the light, but he seemed much larger as he growled, “That is where his leadership would take you. A man who thought he was so clever to threaten the deaths of my friends to bring me to him when all he had to do was ask. A man so stupid that he threatens torture to get the truth he already has but refuses to accept, and can't even think to use the simplest magic to verify the answers he's given. So Maltheus, what will it be?” He grinned, and his teeth were oh so very sharp. “You can still turn this around. Back down, call off your hounds and leave me and my friends alone. Or you can find out how many of your men will die trying to take me down, and watch your petty empire crumble around your ears regardless of what happens to me. Because that's the choice before you. No more...” He chuckled, flexing his clawed fingers. “No less.”
Maltheaus nodded his head in mock approval and smiled menacingly, “So Neven has selected a Werewolf as his protector. Not a bad choice at all. But it will avail him not--”
With a flick of his wrists, two long steel wolvers sprang forth as Maltheaus added, “--you have your claws, Master Tanaka, and so have I. But I have a question for you: Have your eyes had enough time to adjust to the gloom around you?”
Maltheaus immediately swept his hand over the candelabra removing all source of light in the room before he said, “TAKE HIM!”
In the gloom of the darkened room, three of the Men in Black bolted upstairs in fright. The remaining eight produced daggers and wolvers similar to their leader’s own and charged at Tommy. Maltheaus leapt atop the table with cat-like grace and waited for his opening to backstab the Werewolf and take him down.
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Several minutes later Tommy staggered out of an unassuming shop front, his once fine clothing tattered and blood-soaked. Momentarily oblivious to the chaos on the streets, he half-collapsed against the wall, slowly sliding to the ground and inflicting further indignities on his ruined shirt.
"This is bad," the Gamer remarked to no one in particular. "I have trouble imagining how it could be worse, short of me being dead. It's also," he continued in a musing tone, "more than slightly odd. I don't recall actually playing a Werewolf ever, and certainly Tommy was never one. Which either blows my lateral reincarnation theory out of the water, or there's something significantly more complicated at work."
A scream interrupted his musings, and he looked up in time to see a young woman being eviscerated by a raging Werewolf. "Either way," he sighed as he shoved himself to his feet, "I'm in it up to my neck. And speaking of necks, it looks like it's time to risk mine again."
"Hey, Fido!" Tommy shouted, lobbing a bit of cobblestone off the Lycanthrope's head. "That's right, you," he continued with a smile as the Werewolf looked up at him, growling. "I have some questions for you but apparently you aren't in the mood to chat," he concluded as the unfortunate monster howled and charged at him. His eyes glowed red for a moment as time seemed to slow. As the Werewolf leapt towards him first his foot swept up, catching it in the throat and lifting it vertical. Then in a maneuver that was more reflex than planning, he used the recoil from his foot's collision to swing his leg back, kicking into the wall behind him and slamming forward, both fists slamming out to crush his attacker's ribcage and send him flying back across the street to land in a broken heap mere feet from where he'd started his charge.
"Well," Tommy muttered to himself as he regained his balance, "that could have gone better. Probably past time that I invested a few more points in my Diplomacy skill." A new growl attracted his attention, and something unreadable crossed his face as the Werewolf's last victim began to transform. "Expletive. Well, that certainly answers most of my questions. This is ungood. Plus ungood even, possibly double plus ungood."
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