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Different parts of the same world [Maki91/Niseht]
Life had never been fair for the lower class citizens. Working until collapsing with a pay that was far from with it. Sky had grown up with it. Seeing both mother and father working until their bodies broke, just because the upper class, or more specifically, the humans, didn't want to let the other races have a piece of there world. It had been like that since the magic races, as they were called, stepped out of the shadows. Sky wished they've stayed in the shadows, stayed living in the forest, living in hiding, then maybe they would have a life worth living.
When the young elf became a teen, he had joined a equal rights group with other elves. Since talking to the humans obviously didn't work, the group went a bit more extreme. Vandalism and fighting were every-day for the members, including Sky. The white haired elf had learnt to fight with weapons, pretty much every thing from guns to steel pipes, and fight without weapons too for that matter. Sky had become quite good at material arts over the years. He was fully confident that he could beet a human, easily. He was a elf after all. That meant he was faster, had more endurance and was more flexible. He had the chance to prove his capability a couple of times too. But for the most part the group only did vandalism. That didn't get as many members to prison as the fighting part. Even though Sky only were 21 years old, he had been to prison one time for fighting with a human man. He did three months in jail for that. Fair was though that the human got jail too, but only two weeks for the same crime.
The streets wasn't safe in the city. Not in the evening and the night at least. It was evening and Sky was minding his own business. The dark grey jeans were ripped at the knees and held up with a black belt at the narrow hips. A black t-shirt covered the torso and he wore a pair of long sleeved, fingerless gloves on his hands. The white hair on Sky's head were dreadlocks, decorated with metal rings and wooden pearls. His pointy ears ever pierced and the earlobes were stretched some. He looked, besides from the pointy ears, naturally white and reddish eyes, like a normal human being. Apparently there were some people who saw him, saw his ears or eyes. Slowly they walked up behind him. And before Sky had a chance to react, one of the humans tripped him. Sky tried to fight back from the ground, tried to get up, but four persons were a bit to much for him. He struggled and screamed, but they didn't stop. Foul words hailed over him. A kick to the hip, to the back, a punch to the chin and nose. Sky blocked some of the blows, but far from all. A thought ran though his mind; Am I going to die?
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Alexander T. don't-ask-what-the-T-stands-for Harsen was doing one of the activities that he did best at; minding his own business. Lex was almost sure that if it were possible he could earn a degree in the minding of a person's own affairs, and on the degree he would then of course take a black sharpie to cross out the rest of his middle name, leaving it a mystery to the world as was the usual. There was nothing Lex did that particularly gave out a nosy vibe either. He was tall, but never stood quite straight enough to be considered overly intimidating. He had ordinary dark brown hair that rested on his head in the half lazy manner that male hair has the tendency to do, and to be perfectly honest his brown eyes were nothing special either. As one of his female friends in high school had summed up, he was the type of guy that girls gave a second glance to in bars, but with the competition of drinks and low hanging jeans on other males, he was then forgotten rather easily.
Lex was rather alright with this. He went to the bars for the low jean wearing guys more often then the females anyway.
And those times usually turned out casual, even fun from time to time, hearing the chatter, drinking, and minding his own business, again as was the usual.
Lex saw no reason why this cycle, near tradition actually, should be broken tonight, out of all the ordinary nights he had had up until this point. But it was, and he had no proper official to complain to.
It had started out with the noise. At least that was the first thing that Lex noticed in his half-aware trance on the way to a local bar. There were profanities spoken, which he would have just ignored under normal circumstances, walked away, but there was the sound underneath it, one he didn't place at first but that made him listen. And as Lex listened closer he realized it was the sound of muscle and strength meeting against skin and bone, of dirty sneakers clunking into sides and ribs, together forming a drumming sort of noise underneath the cursing; some sort of new twisted and backwards music genre.
It was only when this realization came to mind that he looked up from his own shoes on the concrete and just happened to see them, more of catching a glimpse quickly.
It was a side street, a few more paces and he would have missed them, but now he had seen them, or most of them at least; forming a ring around a hidden figure on the ground.
The world must have stopped for a moment to glance at this event, or at least it should have for the meaning behind it, for the oddity.
Because Alexander T. Don't-ask-what-the-T-stands-for Harsen, future holder of a minding his own business degree, jogged forward and for the first time in his life threw a punch first.
And a second punch, and almost a third, but he did get the first knee to the groin move that became available.
It was somewhere between the delivering of the knee and the falling down with his victim that Lex realized that being outside of things, and being caught up in the center of them were very different; mostly because being on the outside didn't hurt as much.
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Suddenly someone came to help. Sky first heard punches and than way a young man fighting with one of the perpetrators. At first glance Sky thought it was a human, but it couldn't be, a human wouldn't rescue an elf, never. As one of the four guys suddenly had gotten beaten, the other three became pretty surprised. Sky took the opportunity to kick one of the men in the family jewels and in the same turn, he was lucky enough to trip one too. The first bent over in pain, screaming. The one that fell got up quick.
"Let's get out of there." he grunted, angrily and with a touch of frustration in his voice. He helped the one with crotch pains and they limped away, as fast as they could. The third one dragged the forth one of the man on the ground and they followed the first two.
Sky heard the men go away. He closed his eyes and tried to breath in long, deep breaths. It hurt his ribs and the breaths didn't become as long and deep as he wanted. His lower lip was cracked and his left eye brow too. He had scratch-wounds on the elbows and probably on his back too. His head hurt, had he got a concussion? Fact was, his whole body aced and aced badly. He opened his eyes. It was like seeing with a wail of dust in front of the eyes, everything was blurry.
"Oh great goddess..." he murmured. He tried to sit up, but came to the conclusion it wasn't such a good idea for now. He looked to the side a bit and saw the young man that pretty much had saved him. And to Sky's big surprised, it was a human.
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Lex got up from his position on the ground as the one he had been tangled up with was dragged up and away. He sat up and glanced dizzily at the group as they left them, then finally looked over at the one who was still with him. The first thing he noticed was white. White dreadlocks framed white skin that stretched over a white face, and from that white came red. Red eyes looked at him from a white face that was leaking red blood as well, from what he could see mostly from the lower lip and eyebrow.
He tried to get up, and found his shoulder hurt, probably from the fall he had taken from before. He pushed past it anyway to get closer to the figure. He tried to croak out a question to him, but he was forced to cough instead; damn, who would have thought that even a small fight like hat kicked up dust and dirt?
"Oh, great Goddess..." said the man, and only then did it all really click for Lex, though it should have been obvious from the moment he saw him. He knew if he looked closer at the white dreadlocks, he would see pointed white ears sticking out among the strands. He was tempted to look for the ears anyway, but the red blood on his face kept his eyes locked there, captivated.
He tried speaking again, finding it easier now that the dust was out from the coughing.
"Hey man, you ok there?" Damn, what a stupid question, it was probably best to try to add something intelligent after that. Lex suddenly felt as he shifted the cell phone in his pocket, hopefully it hadn't been crushed while he fell. He reached back and pulled it out, and noticed with relief that it was ok. He flipped it open, and began dialing. "Hey, gonna see if I can get you to a hospital or something quickly, get you checked out, k?" He held up the phone to his ear as it rang, before a calm female voice on the other side answered and a little too sweetly asked him what his emergency was.
Last edited by Niseht; 03-05-2013 at 02:39 PM.
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The human spoke. The questing wan't the smarted though, but it was a given one. Sky coughed and felt the kind of metallic taste of blood. It wan't much, but it was there. He didn't answer the humans question more than with a half-arsed shrug. But as soon as the human said he was going to get Sky to a hospital he reacted. He forced himself up on his elbows and reached towards the man.
"No hospitals." he said with a low voice at the same time as he flipped the humans mobile shut. The elf looked very serious. He sank slowly to the ground again, repeating his words. He covered his ribs with his hand and frowned. It hurt badly. But Sky couldn't afford hospital treatment. They were crap anyway, overcrowded shit holes with bitter personnel that didn't have the grades or something to work in the human hospitals. And even if he could afford hospital, the police would probably get involved because the injuries came from a fight.
Sky tried taking some deep breaths, breathing the pain away. But all it did was making things worse. Why had they attacked him? What had he done them? Just because he was a magic creature... Some times Sky hated the white hair, red eyes and pointy ears. They here just trouble. But he would become a traitor if he dyed his hair, got coloured lenses and... well... cut the pointy part of the ear off. There were some elves that did that. They never got accepted by the magic part of the society again. Sky looked up at the human. Why did he want to help him?
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Lex nearly jumped as the elf spoke and closed his phone. He reached out to him as the elf sank back to the ground again, but hesitated before he actually made contact. What part of the elf wasn't hurt that he could actually touch? From the expression on the elf's face as he touched his own ribs, there probably weren't a lot of places that were feeling just dandy at the moment.
Lex breathed a frustrated sigh at the situation he suddenly found himself in, but the breath was caught in his throat somewhere and morphed into a gasp as he felt a twinge in his own side; that area was definitely going to be bruised in the morning.
Lex gritted his teeth, something he was surprised people could actually do outside of novels and webcomics, and got up and knelt closer to the elf.
"...Fuck." was all he said for a second, before finally settling everything in his head. "Can you get up? You can't stay laying in this place, some stray cats are going to mistake you for road-kill and eat you."
The thought was rather unpleasant, seeing as how he was suddenly reminded of a t.v. episode he saw once where a detective discovered that that very thing had happened in a police investigation. He shoved the idea aside and focused again.
Was it really right to move him? The damn guy was injured after all, would it hurt him even worse to be up and about, even with Lex's help? But he certainly couldn't just stay lying here either, that was just asking for more trouble to come along. The street that he had left his car parked on was only a few blocks away, would it be safe to take him that far? Why hadn't Lex thought about any first aid situations like this before, sure would have come in handy about now.
Somewhere, Lex marveled at his own ability to berate himself, his own mind was far more effective then some of the bullies he had run across throughout his life.
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Sky concentrated. He snorted at the humans way of trying to be funny with the words of cats mistaking for road-kill. The elf didn't see the point in saying something like that at all. Instead, his breath deepened and he took his right arm as support as he tried to sit up. The body aced, but the elf was tough. He clenched his teeth and tried not to make a sound, even though he was in pain. It didn't work as well as he had hoped as a small wining sound left his lips. After some effort, he sat up.
The red eyes looked at the human.
"I think.... I'll need some help." he said, hesitating. It was embarrassing for Sky, as the kind of militant equal rights activist he was, to ask a human for help. But he knew that he probably didn't stand much of a chance getting up on his feet all on his own. It was hard enough to sit up. But as soon as he was on his feet, he would try getting home or to the activist group's lair. He as hoping someone there could help him. Hopefully he would be able to walk that way alone, the human could never know where it was. And he probably didn't care much of what happen to the elf either, humans rarely did.
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Lex nodded and moved to place his arm around the man's mid-back; putting his arm under the elf's shoulders or around his rib cage would have probably worked better, but he was afraid of those places being already injured and his support only causing more pain.
"Put your arm over my neck, you can rest your weight like that." Lex found himself saying, and internally he was glad that he seemed to be coping with the situation as well as he was. At least the corpse- eating cats were out of his mind-no wait, there they were again, damn. Lex made a mental note of never watching that show again, at least once he remembered the name of it. Corpse-eating cats were the type of thing that you should only think about when you're piss drunk on new years, not a re-appearing thought when you're trying to do something nice and crazy and stupid.
"My car's just two blocks away, think you'll be ok that far with help?" Lex asked, because the presence of the elf against him was forcing his mind back on the current topic of worry (thankfully away from cats). He shifted his legs beneath him to get better balance so he wouldn't fall over when he tried to get up with the elf's weight on him.
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Sky did a little grimace when the human put his arm around him, thank goodness not around the rib cage. He looked at the man and nodded shortly as he put his arm around the humans neck, resting some of his weight on his shoulders. He strained himself and stood up. A sound of pain leapt his lips as he got to his feet. His breath was heavy and he drew some slow breaths before looking at the human. He nodded.
"Yeah, I'll make it." he said, a bit wondered about the humans helpfulness.
As they started walking Sky tried to focus on something else than his pain. He opened his mouth.
"Why are you helping me?" he asked. "Humans usually don't care about us, non-humans." He hadn't ever meet a human that was nice for real and he was, after all, twenty-one years old and had lived all his life in the same town.
"And you don't even know my name... For all you know, I provoked those men before they attacked me." he said, a bit provocative, but he wanted to see if the humans was as nice as he seemed.