forgeabettertomorrow: (you're an asshole here's why)
Darin Altway ([personal profile] forgeabettertomorrow) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log 2017-08-15 05:40 am (UTC)

Darin continues his breakneck pace through back alleys and channels, occasionally taking to the rooftops to avoid patrols. More and more guards are crawling out of the woodwork, and Darin and Iris are getting dangerously close to the city walls, where all kinds of soldiers are stationed.

At Iris' direction, Darin leaps from the top of a three story building and hits the ground running, aiming for the very wall he was hoping to avoid.

"Are you sure about this?!"

"Trust me, there's a drainage duct that leads outside of the city walls! The grating on it has been broken for months, we can use that to get out without passing through the main gates!"

Darin nods and, sure enough, finds the duct just like Iris said. Quickly, he pries apart the rusted and broken metal with his bare hands, then steps in. He waits while his eyes acclimate with the darkness before he heads off. About ten minutes later, he comes to the end and kicks the grate off of the exit. He climbs out and places his hands on his knees to catch his breath.

Iris, on the other hand, pumps her arms up into the air, staying latched onto his back with her legs wrapped around his waist.

"WOOHOO!! What a rush! That was great! You were bouncing all over the place! Where the hell did you learn to move like that?! And the way you smashed through that grate?! You're definitely not normal! So, where to next?!"

Darin cranes his neck around and gives her an incredulous look.

"We?! I'm not going anywhere with some snooty grand duchess! You can turn your ass right around and march back into the city! It's thanks to you I don't have a warm bed to sleep in tonight!"

"Excuse me?! It's thanks to you that I don't have a house to sleep in!"

"YOU'RE A GRAND DUCHESS YOU DON'T NEED TO SLEEP IN A SHANTY!"

"Nope. I'm coming with you. And if you complain about it, I'm just going to pretend to be a blushing damsel in distress. After all, you just totally kidnapped the Lady Iris Galvan, only daughter of Grand Duke Roderick Galvan."

"I DID NO SUCH--"

"YOU WOULDN'T SERIOUSLY--"

It's about now that Darin is just letting fly with every conceivable curse he can think of.

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