“…I think he might be attracted to me”

“…”

Rithrynn received a completely blank look from Liaena at that last line, who appeared to be waiting hopefully for the Night Elf to say something that wasn’t completely insane. It was only after the silence stretched horribly on for several seconds; that she finally realised that the current explanation was intended as the only one that was forthcoming for the moment.

“…But that…doesn’t make sense” Liaena protested hopelessly. Scanning the Night Elf up and down, she searched desperately for any sort of clue, maybe a dart stuck in her ass with ‘EVIL-INDUCING-TOXIN INSERTED HERE!’ written on the tag. Unsuprisingly, the form-fitting silk dress Rithrynn was wearing left very little to the imagination and so that theory had to be escorted out of the door. “Did he cast a spell on you?”

“Well, uh…”

“Drug you? ….Threaten you?”

“Uhm”

“….well there must be SOME[b] REASON[/b]!!” Liaena screamed finally, brandishing the gun wildly at Rithrynn as her finger trembled dangerously on the trigger. The sudden burst of the rage appeared to wash away as suddenly as it had appeared, leaving the girl simply looking ill and exhausted as she gave the elf a pleading look. “Why...why were you with him? Are you planning something? Why didn’t you kill him?”

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Kathlin stalled in the corridor, staring up at the man who was now walking towards her with his sword bared. [i]“I’m reasonably sure it’s not anatomically possible for his midriff to bend in like that”[/i]

“….”

[i]“I don’t think he cares”[/i]

Whipping around, the girl burst into a run as behind her the paces of the Chevalier picked up speed. Yanking open the door of a room and diving in, Kathlin slammed the door and turned the key just as what felt like a heavy body crashed into it from the other side. Thankfully, the door was made of a sturdy oak like most of the mansions fittings, although hardly on the scale of Alficious’ study as far as security was concerned. “I think the ‘zombie’ theory is gaining points at this stage. Oh dear”

The girl grimaced as she turned around to study her surroundings quickly, the sound of the creature trying to get through the door still entirely audible. She found herself in a living room/study sort of area, featuring easy chairs, more book cases and a writing desk. The curtains were drawn to let in the sun, and the only door in or out of the place was the one that had a chevalier of questionable deadness on the other side of it. As the only alternative available to her, Kathlin headed to the window, Hester landing on her shoulder. 

Peering out through the glass, the gardens of Alficious’ mansion seemed to stretch for miles before finally meeting the boundary walls and the quiet street beyond. If she looked at the sky in exactly the right way, the girl could make out the thin mesh of spells that warded the house – before looking down to the garden, where she could see the White Guardsmen patrolling. [i]“Even if I escaped the guards, the spells wouldn’t let me out. I don't know how to break past all those spells….”[/i]

….

The girl frowned as something struck her, before giving the bird that was roosting on her shoulder, a very pointed look. Hester opened an eye to stare at her in a way that clearly said: ‘what?’

“You did though”
 
[b]--SMASH—[/b]

A horrible sound of splintering wood sounded behind them as the thing mocked up in armour managed to ram a plated arm through the door and started grabbing for the key. Kathlin snatched a pen off the desk, opening the cover of Alficious’ diary to scrawl across the inside cover: ‘HELP. HONOUR POINT’ before shoving the book at Hester. The owl gave her a dubious look, before clamping it in her talons. “Take this to Li. If you do, you get so much chocolate…and I get to not die, hopefully”

The catch on the window was locked shut, as she soon found out as she fiddled with it. Removing a heavy paperweight off the same desk, Kathlin slammed it into the glass and wooden frame as it shattered everywhere. An alarm started ringing somewhere faintly in the building as a couple of the guards in the garden turned to look up at her. The girl forced the window open to push Hester outside and let her take flight. “Just make sure she hurries up, okay? I think I need backup here”

[i]“Always assuming I survive the next five minutes”[/i]

Turning back for a moment, Kathlin took one look at the door that was so much broken sticks at this point before hooking a leg over the sill herself, irrespective of the many cuts that were raked across her skin from the broken glass. Grabbing for a drainpipe to swing herself out of the way as the creature charged into the room, she hung there for a moment before falling into the garden below. 

[i]Thump[/i]

Despite the fact she had been two stories up, Kathlin appeared to have taken no more damage than if she had simply fallen a couple of feet, landing in an awkward heap in a flowerbed of early violets. Dazed for a moment as she started to sit up, the girl simply stared into the blue above her with Hester no longer anywhere to be seen. 

[i]“Ahh…Current score: Me – 0, Adolph – 0, Floor – 1. Owhww”[/i]