Realistic or Modern The rightful heir and the Scavenger Hunt IC

[lackingsleeq]

Herlnry could hear it all and stayed stone still.

 

[supermartinbros]

Lucile felt her fingers turning to ice, her lungs froze, a woman with a curved statue came out, full red lips, tan olive skin, brown deep eyes, and jet black hair, something you wouldn't see normally, Lucile wanted to scream, it was her. Her. Of all the chances of a dealer it had to be her. She was famous known as the murderer for many reasons, the thief, scoundrel many other insults... But she was the true villainess here, nobody in the pub probably killed 10 men already, if they have this was going to be a long night, the woman stepped toward her, her high heels clattering with each step.

"Why, isn't it a cute little girl," she responded her voice was silky like honey, mellow but filled with danger, she grabbed Lucile's face and examined it with her long nails touching her cheeks, Lucile felt faint, dizzy, cold all over her body she wished she could drop dead all of the people in the pub were dangerous, the woman looked sharper, "And. Do you have my things?" she asked gruffly, Lucile nodded feebly.

"Show me then." she mocked, Lucile felt her hands trembled, her hands found her way to her bag, she felt sharp object things the mistress wanted, she bit her lip to keep from sobbing and blinked hard, to keep her vision from blurring she grabbed them softly, each were wrapped in a small handkerchief, the mistress examined all of them smirking, "Good work. I didn't think you could find this much, well, where's the main one? The silver bracelet?" she asked accusingly her tone was still calm though, Lucile opened her mouth her voice was less than a whisper, the mistress scowled,

"Did you forget it? Or lose it?" she asked, Lucile bit her tongue and shook her head. "Idiot." the woman grumbled with a flick of her hair, "You came on time, barely. Next time you do this-" she paused, showing her thumb going over her own throat she threw a bag of coins which Lucile caught carefully which a clang, "Your dead little girl. Now run back to mommy." she laughed and others joined her, devilishly, and Lucile ran, run, run, run. run!! Lucile's body only followed her mind at the time her legs felt like jello moving she got up the stairs stumbling again before finding a place to sit, she curled up to a small ball her entire body shaking vigorously.

 

[lackingsleeq]

Henry covered his ears to block out the sound and stood up, shifting along the alley. He went into the pub and shoved through the crowd to the back room.

He slipped inside before anyone could notice and shut the oak door quickly behind him.

 

[supermartinbros]

Lucia curled up into a ball she tried to stay hidden, try to forget it, forget it, it was stupid, something that wasn't important to her but the way the mistress taunted her made her feel like a fool, dumb girl, she wished she could be as brave as her (But not as snotty), inside the back room there was shuffling among the chefs the waiters all of them looked like villains at least not the typical kind looking people these people looked nasty, they stared at Henry as he entered they muttered a few words but kept going back to their work they assumed he was working for them, Lucile calmed down hearing some clatters of the familiar sound of the kitchen it always reminded her of her mom. Sweet mom.

 

[lackingsleeq]

He kept his hands in his pockets sheepishly and scooted over to a plate of food. Henry looked around and waited for people to be busy with their own thing before grabbing it and running out out of the room without looking back. Unless they wanted food that was a little bloody they wouldn't want it it back... He hoped.

 

[supermartinbros]

No one seemed to realize, but they glanced at him warily until one of them shouted, "Thief!" loud enough for the customers and the people outside close enough to hear, Lucile who was currently listening to the kitchen sounds flinched, she jumped up hitting her head with the roof of a barrel, she groaned, she put her hands on her head, hearing the shouting the people in the kitchen or the ruckus for a stolen plate it didn't seem aggressive it was more like they wanted the thief or whoever it was to get out of their own place, she waited until she could see the face of who stole the food, she guessed it was a kid, since if it was an adult more aggressiveness would be necessary for the adults to leave.

 

[lackingsleeq]

Henry yelped and panicked slightly. He chose the less graceful method of jumping though a window (which he regretted doing).

 

[supermartinbros]

The glass shattered, it was like a million diamonds scattered across in the air in one moment, and in another it became a piece of blood-work if you stepped on it, Lucile squeaked, "Stars!!" she yelped she got out of her hiding place wondering if the kitchen workers would think she was the thief if she stayed in one place, she got her bag which felt heavy than before, probably because of her stamina loss, from running away from the mistress earlier, and began running again she headed toward the main road which was beginning to start getting crowded by carriages.

 

[lackingsleeq]

Henry was already out there, covered in new cuts. Luckily, he was wearing his normal outfit so it worse.

 

[supermartinbros]

Lucile didn't notice Henry only running through the carriages quickly enough not to get run over by any of them, she already seemed to be much more agile than any kid, or used to this situation, she got to the other side climbing a ladder to somewhere, her dirty blond hair was barely visible in the dark moonlight, but there was a hint of trace of blond around her which made it hard to spot her, it seemed like she was trying to get above the latter, was that her home? Where was she going? another trade? The carriages which Lucile passed quickly enough began yelling things to each other's insults to be careful. By the time the arguing finished Lucile was at the top of the ladder, still hanging on.

 

[lackingsleeq]

Henry jumped onto the back of a cart and hung on. Free ride I guess.

 

[supermartinbros]

The rider glanced back, his face turned red and ugly, "What are you doing brat?! Get off!" he shouted, trying to calm down his horse from going berserk, "Go, go, go! This isn't a free ride! If you want a free ride, pay!" he shouted, looking at him with seething eyes, "Get out of the way!" another voice intervened another carriage person snarled, "No go! Scram! Shoo!" the man shouted at Henry trying to get him off, why were the people in such a foul mood? Was it because it was late at night or were all adults like this? Who knew but in any case the man who was controlling the carriage glared at Henry, above head Lucile's last remnants of her body was seen, where was she going somewhere farther, safer? The carriage stopped it's track when another carriage almost collided, it was getting dangerous.

 

[lackingsleeq]

Henry muttered in a soft, educated voice, "bugger..." And leapt off, grabbing the reins of the horse and pulling them to stop the horse from crashing into a another carriage. Before they could scold him again he ran off, skidding into and alley and quickly climbing up a pile of old boxes up onto the roof and edged his across it. Henry got to the other side of the building and climbed onto a big oak tree, inching up it to where a bird's nest sat. He sat next to it, leaning back and looking up at the sky as the people in the road yelled at each other and horsed whinnied and stopped their hooves.

 

[supermartinbros]

Lucile looked down from her "Home" from above to see the commotion she frowned, what was going down there? Was it something wrong with one of the carriages? She stopped worrying, picking out the bag she received from the mistress she turned it upside down, looking at the small money she got it return 3 silver looking shillings, she gasped. Smiling at herself, she flopped onto a small, flimsy, feeble blanket her braids loose in tight curls, "It worked. They actually bought it!" she laughed, she tricked a villainess right under her nose! The things the mistress wanted was never found only the bracelet, the others she found replicas but because of their dim-witted eyes they wouldn't know the difference, hopefully. She sighed but such fear was still embedded inside her chest like a rope.

 

[lackingsleeq]

Henry looked around and climbed across the tree, it was just long enough so he could bend it down and reach the roof on the other side of the road. But the branched snapped and he gasped, trying to not fall out into the street by waving his arms around like a weird spider. Henry finally got enough effort to tip forward and land on the roof in a sad pile of fear.

 

[supermartinbros]

Lucile squeaked someone was on the roof, just like her, was it the mistress? Oh, stars no. She blew out a small candle which she burned when she arrived making darkness consume her, she trembled, was it an adult? If it was a kid she could probably hide somewhere, or she could run down the ladder and- after that what? She shook her brain nothing came up, her breaths became shallow, she hated this. Stealing, scavenging, tricking, lying. She grabbed her small amount of shillings and stuffed them into her bag, snatching away the blanket which barely fit into her bag, she started for a run, but tripped. Now it was obvious she was here, she looked around.

 

[lackingsleeq]

Henry heard the noise and got up quietly, looking almost like a dog that had sented a rabbit. He narrowed his eyes and crept along the roof, keeping low and for good measure made sure he could trace his finger along the ground.

 

[supermartinbros]

Watching her surroundings Lucile held her breath, she slowly got up, the sound of money could give away her location only if you listened closely of where she was. She began trying to find the ladder again... Who was there? Oh, stars! Was it really the mistress, she felt her entire body shake, she can't run or out-wit an adult twice! She felt herself curling up into a small ball, the best way to assure that pain wouldn't be as harsh if she was to be punched or kicked. She heard the sound of footstep, one. One person was here, an adult? A kid? The sound of footstep wasn't a deep sound so it could be a kid, but she didn't let her mind think it too much, she curled up in a small ball that her bag was the thing she was protecting.

 

[lackingsleeq]

Henry crept closer, holding his breath subconsciously. Then he tripped and fell over with a yelp. Again.

 

[supermartinbros]

Lucile screamed in fear, she shook. Her whole body trembling, she curled up in a tight ball she was on the roof, maybe there was somewhere to hide a ledge of some sort or like a hole she could fit into, she stood up, bad, bad, bad, bad a constant repeat of the words bad kept ringing inside her mind, she started feeling overwhelmed that's when she took a chance. She grabbed her wrench a pipe of some kind or a stick of some kind she gripped it tight into her hands, if someone got near she could hit them- could she? "Is... I-Is someone there...?" her voice was meant to be strong but right now it just sounded like it was going to cry, she felt herself growing cold because of fear of being caught, ah, she hated lying. She only wished she could return back to the time when her family was still connected, not broken like this... Everyone scattered around...

 

[lackingsleeq]

“Ah… ok…” Henry mumbled getting up. He walked forward to the sound of her voice.

 

[supermartinbros]

Someone replied... But it didn't sound like an adult, she breathed for a moment, letting her grip on the stick loosen, and feeling her knees buckle. Lucile felt her hands loose free, count to ten and you'll be fine. 1... 2... The footsteps of a person grew louder... 3... Should she run...? 4... She could hear them closer now... 5... 6... 7... She got up, was she absolutely certain this was a kid...? 8... 9... She could hear their breathing now, looking up... She saw him, again. 10... Her eyes widened, "Henry?" she called, her voice still shook apparently she couldn't shake off the tremendous amount of fear she just took in.

 

[lackingsleeq]

He saw her and nodded silently, wondering why she was looking so scared. Was she scared of him? Ouch. Henry figured that she was probably running away from someone else.

 

[supermartinbros]

Lucile wiped her eyes, she looked at him and sighed in relief, "You scared me! I thought you were one of there mistress' goons!" her voice rose more up to her normal tone, "Stars... I thought I was going to die since they found out I lied to them." she muttered under her breath twirling with her tight curled hair, "What are you doing up here?" she asked looking at Henry, did he find her or follow her? Lucile decided to go with #2, it was more likely he got here by coincidence. She looked at him head to toe, he really was bloody which wasn't a good state but the thought made her ponder again, was this his blood? Or someone else's? But seeing him wince when she gave him the handkerchief this must be his blood. She looked at him warily, "Doesn't your wounds hurt?" she asked in a more soft tone than before being careful with her words this time.

 

[lackingsleeq]

He muttered something like, “Just a flesh wound.” And sat down, sighing. Henry looked down at the roof sadly.