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In 1995, I told a thousand lies - [Nov. 8th, 2006|08:52 am]
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Communal story, Idea no Hi based world. Warning for creepy grinning lads and posing.

Who are these people?

Adonai Demok: You could call him a poster child for ADD. People with ADD would hit you for the insult. He's one of Idea's four generals. Also, he's an ass. His first name is fake.
Michael Judd: A young thief from Chicago who stole a diamond to pay for a massive debt.
Eva: Judd's girlfriend. She has a pink dress, but don't think her weak.
Kouichi: A twitchy psychic who's been tortured seemingly at Idea's orders. He's called "Sparky" by Judd.
Rinko: One of Kouichi's friends from Fukushima.
Vicky: One of Rinko's friends. She's rather short.

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The tower of the great thief frankly looked more like a former school and it was full of odd rustling noises in the shadows and the occasional zombie chicken that would lurch out to try to peck at people. The upper floors, thankfully, were more empty, but even on the top floor in the great thief's secret room, you could hear the occasional cluck or odd tapping.

The great thief's secret room was more appropiately called his tomb. It was blocked off from the other areas by a mass of boxes, leaving a trap door as the only entrance. Some safes sat against the wall, and his skeleton was still peacefully lying in the bed. The lower levels were mostly dark due to the electricity being off and a lack of lights, but the top floor had the advantage of a bank of mostly unbroken windows. They cast neat squares of light onto the floor.

It didn't seem like any cops followed Judd here.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-08 04:37 pm (UTC)
It smells musty in here, and closed-in. Judd figures he's the only one who's been up here since the Great Thief himself rung up the curtain and joined the Choir Invisible.

Judd's a little saddened by this. Ah, he wanted to meet the guy. but - those notes were old, and the bugger was probably prolific back in the day; if he died here he did it peacefully. And cheerily full of Johnny Walker, judging by that bottle. Black label, too!

"Good taste," Judd says amiably to the skeleton in the bed, and crouches by the safes on the right side of Great Thief's final place of repose. "Hope you don't mind me checkin' out your spoils - I'll come by again, leave you a couple airline bottles of Walker? Don't haunt me too bad, Eva will mangle us both if she finds out I'm the reason you're chain draggin' by night."

That said, he puts his ear to the safe, just above the dial, and turns it slowly.
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-08 07:30 pm (UTC)
The dial is slightly sticky as it turns, but he can hear the tumblers clicking. There's a different click near 10.

There's a faded magazine under the bed. Judging from the bit of leg and red dress, it's probably either one of those books with square jawed detectives and a lot of beautiful women posing, or it's porn.

Somewhere downstairs, a door is creaking.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-08 09:57 pm (UTC)
"These go to eleven!" Judd intones, and then spies the book. And snickers! "If you bring that over when you haunt me Eva'll really maul your ectoplasm," he murmurs.

The door creak makes him pause. Maybe it's some kids down there or urban spelunkers.

Oh well. Probably the undead poultry will prevent them from barging up here all HEY WHAT'CHA DOING. And even if they do get this far, Mr. Ex-Great Thief (rest in peace, thinks Judd) will probably freak them out. He used to crash old buildings as a punkling, and the sight of a very deceased raccoon in one was enough to send him and the others howling out into the night.

Ah, memories!

He tries for the next number.
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-08 10:07 pm (UTC)
The click seems to be near "2."

There's an almost unnoticeable rustle, and then a click.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-08 10:11 pm (UTC)
Click?

Judd freezes, and puts his hands up, palms out. "Good evening, officer?" he tries, but he's got a bad feeling about this.
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-08 10:15 pm (UTC)
In the metal parts of the safe, he can see the blurred lines of the bed, the odd white blob of the ex-thief, and some large blue shape.

"Evening," says a cheerful man, and something heavy crashes down at his head.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-08 10:28 pm (UTC)
Ow ow ow ow PAIN. Judd sees stars, and gongs his head on the safe, and sees more stars (iut;s a bloody fucking nebula!), then topples to the side, dizzy and very ill. Wrong blue for a cop and they don't - hit people with boulders. Or bulldozers.

He's not out cold but there's not much he can do about now but lie on the floor and will the room to stop spinning right now.

"Owwww fuck--ow," he says eloquently. He's going to kill this turkey when he can get up--
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-08 10:32 pm (UTC)
The bulldozer flinging ass nudges him with a toe to roll him over, and then grabs an arm. "Hi," he says with a grin that's noticeable even through the spinning. "Clumsy thief, aren't you?"

It looks like he'd been whacked with the hilt of a sword that's now leaning against the bed.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-08 10:41 pm (UTC)
"Ngah," says Judd, and yanks at his grabbed arm. "F'ckoff, you - what d'you think you are, Sir frigging Gawain? Gerroffa."

He scoots back a foot or two. The grin is pissing him off.

"Look, if you want what's in there, help yourself, I don't care; there's no call to cave my bloody skull in, you incredibly violent bastard."
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-08 10:47 pm (UTC)
"But it's not open yet," Demok says with a smirk. He crawls after Judd's retreat and grabs his shirt.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-08 10:52 pm (UTC)
"Then open it--" Judd starts. He squawks as his shirt's grabbed,, and goes for the grinning loon's collar. "Look, I don't know who the hell you think you are, but bugger off - I am not breaking the law, or whatever you think I am doing that gives you the right to smack me around."

There were no 'no trespassing signs'; he's home free there. no 'private property'. And thieving from a thief is a fun bit of irony. Or it WAS, until this git showed up.

"Hands off, sir Had-a-Gal."
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-08 10:57 pm (UTC)
Demok grabs a belt loop on Judd's pants. "Actually, that would be _you_, Judd." He smirks. "That's your name, isn't it? Miss Eva said that the gentleman Demok just _had_ to release the debt."
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-08 11:03 pm (UTC)
Judd splutters and tries to elbow Demok. He hits kevlar and curses creatively. "what - fuckOW - Eva - you know her? What do you mean debt? Are you the shitwit who tried to extort a million bloody dollars from her!?"

He goes for Demok's face with his good hand.

"If you so much as touched her I'm going to dismember you, you tosser-"
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-08 11:06 pm (UTC)
Demok's got a dagger pointed at his stomach. "Careful, careful, Michael. While your liver may get me some money, it's not what I want."
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-08 11:10 pm (UTC)
What is this ass, a walking armament? "All right, all right fine, fine--" he says, teeth bared. Don't call me Michael, dammit, you low-life. "Fine. What DO you want then?"

If he hurt Eva, Judd WILL wreck him.
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-08 11:23 pm (UTC)
"You did tell me to - help myself," Demok says with a smirk. "It's quite galling that you got there first. Though I suppose your little brats at the house will eat you out of house and home faster than any creditor."

He clicks a handcuff on one of Judd's wrists and tries to fasten the other end to the bed.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-08 11:35 pm (UTC)
"OI," Judd bellows, and jerks his hand back! "I meant to what's in the safe, you impossible fucking pervert! Do I look like a gigolo--never bloody feckng mind, don't answer that you berk..."

He steps to the side - and flips his knife out. Now we're in even footing!

"May I ask why in hell's restroom you're attempting to climb all over me? And what is that damned thing on your belt!?"
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-08 11:58 pm (UTC)
"My belt?" Demok sits back on his heels and poses. "It's a heart." He grins. "Put the knife down, Michael, or we'll see how you bleed."
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 12:13 am (UTC)
"Oh, please," Judd snorts. "As if you've ever had a knock down drag out battle in your life, you ponce--"

He does a double take at the heart.

"What are you, a Nashville escapee? And you think you can beat me in a knife fight?" Okay, so he's ego tripping, but brawling is soemthing he does VERY well indeed. "I highly doubt you've had to do ANYTHING where your fucking neck's the high stakes, prettyboy."

Okay, so he also has classism issues.

"Step up and let's see if you're all mouth."
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 12:23 am (UTC)
Demok gets up and grins. "Why don't you? And I think you've got more of a - mouth, than I do."
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 12:35 am (UTC)
Judd's starting to recognise the innuendo, and he flails inwardly. Oh, lovely, a murderous pervert! "Just a bigger vocabulary of profanity, Joker."

STOP GRINNING, he thinks.
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 12:45 am (UTC)
Demok steps closer. "Come on. Or do you normally fight on your knees?"
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 12:47 am (UTC)
Judd splutters MORE! "I don't know what stroke book you escaped from--" he starts, then lunges. Fuck fuck fuck this guy's on his last nerve and if he hurt Eva Judd is going to feed him his left yarble.

Judd's not as sturdy and obviously muscular as Demok. but he's wiry, cfast, and sneaky.
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 12:55 am (UTC)
Demok attempts to trip Judd and slashes at his chest. He's more focused on brute force, and he's almost predictable. Except of course, when he isn't. He's still grinning.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 01:18 am (UTC)
Judd stumbles, then yelps and hisses as his shirt meets a nasty end. There's a shallow scrape across his chest now, and a big stonking hole in the cotton of the t-shirt. He pivots and attempts to knee Demok.

"Eat this, plonker."
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 01:28 am (UTC)
Demok oofs and then leaps for Judd, trusting his kevlar to mostly protect himself. His knife is caught in the other loop of the handcuff.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 01:34 am (UTC)
"Ah, shit--" Judd grints as his knife skiffs across the vest. There's a lovely gash in that now, but fat lot of good that does.,

There is much swearing as Demok taches the loose cuff and yanks his arm at a very special angle.

"OW OW OW MARY MOTHER OF GOD you wacko what are you doing shhhit--" he howls, and tries to twist his arm back the right way round. "Stupid pervo wankbiscuit ARSE MONGER fuckwit get the hell off--!"

He winds up with his back to the grinning loon and that HEART THING jabbing into him. Or it better be that heart thing.

"Listen you - I don't know what you're playing at but it stops right now right here or--"

He doesn't even know this twit's name. Or - Eva mentioned him once. Sarcastically.

Ooh, yeah, he's a reeeeal gentleman. Dem - soemthing - Demok -

"If you're taking out your anger over your silly-ass name on me..."
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 01:42 am (UTC)
Demok presses Judd against the wall and leans close to whisper in his ear. "Perhaps you should watch your language." He twists that arm a little more sharply and it feels like his knife is just almost grazing one shoulder blade.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 02:07 am (UTC)
Judd goes 'urmph' as he's squashed between wall and caped loony.

"Fine," he grits once the twinge in his arm subsides. "Fine, fine, I'll keep it 14-A, are you happy? Look, Demok, just - tell em what the f--what you want, and I'll do my best to provide, and then you can go the hell away. Is that kosher?"
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 02:17 am (UTC)
The heart's moving a bit as Demok shifts his position. It's jabbing into Judd's thigh. "You need to learn your role. And to - know exactly your chances of regaining the diamond."
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 03:04 am (UTC)
The heart is disturbing the hell out of Judd. he'd like very much to elbow Demok a lot.

"I stole that rock to give to Eva to give to you. I don't want it back, I have abso-freaking-lutely no use for a rock that ostentatious. I did it for her, and to see if I could do it. That's what I'm in this for. Not money."

He cranes his neck to eye the grinning maniac and raises an eyebrow.

"For the thrill and for my girlfriend. Two reasons, neither of which have anything to do with getting a large shiny hunk of carbon back. Damn thing has a nasty little flaw innit, too."

He fidgets.

"So what, o great dictator-for-life" - he emphasises DICK - "is mny role~?"
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 03:07 am (UTC)
Demok presses Judd closer to the wall and smirks. "Something more pliable."

There's some sort of door creaking.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 03:14 am (UTC)
Judd twitches.

"If you think for a second that I am going to allow you and your heart to clamber into my drawers--" he snarls, then jumps at the squeak. it - smells smoky here. Wait--

"Sparky?"
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 03:20 am (UTC)
Demok looks over his shoulder. "What? Is that kid a friend of yours?"

There's a small green haired kid crouching near the ladder like he just climbed up.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 03:24 am (UTC)
Judd gestiiculates madly with his pinned hand. "Kouichi, gerrout of it--" The last thing he wants is for the teenager to get socked around by this twit--

Something below goes squeak.

"What the--" he says as that girl Rinko knows pops out of the trapdoor. it's the peeping demolition squad. He's not sure whether to be relieved or worried...
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 03:26 am (UTC)
Kouichi stands up. "Get away from -"

Demok shoves Judd vaugely off toward the floor. "You expect me to be scared?"
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 03:37 am (UTC)
Judd sprawls! But hey, at least he's free. He draws his knife again and remains crouched.

Vicky - that's her name - has her own knife out. "Eva survived," she says softly. "She's in the hospital, you big bullying failure."

Judd stares. "What. Did. He. Do."
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 04:07 am (UTC)
Kouichi's raising the ambient temperature. "He shot her. She's okay? Did that guy -"

Rinko's aiming her bow at Demok's hands.

"What kinda weirdo are you?" Demok asks to the room at large.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 04:10 am (UTC)
"He shot--" Judd sits down hard and hyperventilates a bit. "Gah. He's dead. I - I'm fine. I'm fucking pissed and he tried to paw me but I'm fine, Kouichi."

"She's all right," Vicky says. "Serious but stable." Then to Demok, "I think that's a bit rich a statement coming from you."
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 04:21 am (UTC)
Demok kicks Judd toward them with a grin. "Let's play."

Rinko squeaks and automatically lowers her bow.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 04:23 am (UTC)
Judd yelps and sprawls. Vicky jumps over him and punts Demok in the knee, right above his shin guiards.

"Tag you're it."

Judd rolls onto his back and kicks himself upright. All right, then, be serious, ignore his yapping, kick his ass.
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 04:25 am (UTC)
Demok draws his gun and shoots at Kouichi.

Kouichi acks and pulls Judd and himself down to the floor. The bullet sinks into the wall behind them.
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[User Picture]From: yukie1013
2006-11-09 04:29 am (UTC)
Judd aaghs and rages at Demok. "OH NO YOU DID NOT YOU ENORMOUS TWUNT--"

Vicky attaches to Demok from behind like a koala with a very bad temper - and jerseys him with his cape!

Judd lets out a sharp guffaw. Okay, the little ones fight dirty...
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[User Picture]From: corvid
2006-11-09 04:32 am (UTC)
Rinko shoots an arrow sending the sword topelling over, but not spinning totally under the bed. It's a start.

Demok flails and struggles to get free of the cape. And Vicky.

Kouichi hisses at Judd, "Should we flee?"
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