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Tweak says, "He full-on Obi-waned me!"

Nickolas Fielding (lostlittleboy) wrote in toujoursliberer,
@ 2008-06-26 13:38:00

Current mood:	angry
Entry tags:	evander_rycroft, nell_abbot, plot, robin, underage

Harsh Reality
Subject: Harsh Reality
Who: Evander Rycroft
Where: Bridge Theatre
Warnings: violence but not bad
Open to: Harry's boys

As he stepped onto solid ground again, Evander looked around. It was much different from Cordoba, from the hustle and bustle to the sights and smell. Yes London was definitely different. He picked up his trunk by its handle and kept his satchel close to him, concealed beneath the larger tunic he wore as he started walking away from the waterfront and headed north.

He watched the other people around him, feeling them stare at him. It wasn't too surprising. He was dressed very differently and he wondered if some of them were trying to figure out where he'd come from and what he was doing there. He smiled and said hello or good day to most and couldn't help but be a bit awe-struck as he walked through downtown London.

It reminded him of the market with everyone moving every which way and doing all manners of business even as the early evening set in. Evander stopped at the bakery, unable to resist the smell of the fresh rolls. Luckily he had some expendable money and eager snacked on the warm bread, continuing on his way.

"Well well, what have we here."

The voice came from behind him and he turned to see two boys, not much older than him it seemed, glaring at him. He tried not to panic and turned away heading down a side street which turned out to be an alley (beside the Bridge Theatre but he didn't know that). He looked at them again. "What do you want?" he asked, his accent a bit English, plus Irish brogue and the lit on some words of Spanish as well.

"Don't mind us, we're just the welcoming committee," the older ones said, both still advancing on Evander. "And it looks like you're in a good need of welcoming too."

Gripping the handle of his trunk more, Evander shook his head. "Thank you but no, I'm fine, and must be going."

But they were quick. The first punch stunned him but only for a moment. Evander dropped the last of the roll to the ground as his hand went to his face. He swung the trunk out at them, catching the younger in the side. The first one grabbed at him, hitting him again, so hard it made Evander's eyes water. He wasn't defenseless and from the pocket of his satchel, he pulled a dagger and struck at the two boys. He dropped his trunk against the wall behind him and caught one on the arm while the other kept coming. Evander's face hurt and he knew he was likely bruised and definitely bleeding.

Suddenly there was a whistle and a policeman coming down the street. Evander hid the dagger swiftly, backing up again to his trunk and grabbing it as he took off. He didn't need the authorities or dealing with questions they'd have, not yet.

He found a door in the back of the building and tried it. With some doing, it came open and he pulled it shut quickly. It was kind of dark. He couldn't tell if it was a warehouse or not. Maybe it was abandoned, and he could just rest, for a little bit. He set his trunk down under the stairs by a window and barely sat down on it before he passed out.

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robinsings
2008-06-26 10:11 pm UTC (link)

Robin was all better from his cold, helped by Doctor Perkins a little original TLC from Nell which he hadn't quite gotten over. Harry didn't seem to have found the stolen liquor and for now Robin thought he was in the clear. He was wandering around the theatre, reciting his lines and not realising where he was going. His feet lead him all around the theatre, into the backstage area and down to the mainly unused passages behind.

Jaunting merrily as he spoke the lines aloud, Robin was oblivious to the sight of legs sprawled on the floor, the body of a boy hidden under the staircase leading back to the stage area. He had to do a double-take before he saw the shoes and immediately he assumed it was one of Harry's boys passed out or hurt. Robin moved around, beginning to chide whoever it was about how Harry would have something to say about this when Robin caught sight of the boy's bloodied face and he gasped. His first reaction was to step back and run but as he stumbled around for a better look his nerves seemed to settle and he realised he was probably in need of help. Reaching out to touch the boy, Robin shook him slightly.

"Oi.." he whispered, "you - ar.. are you alright?"

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	little_star 2008-06-26 10:17 pm UTC (link)
	Robin was always disappearing off somewhere, which was more trouble than worth it for Nell and he was still unsure where he stood with Robin, especially after Sunday. Nell hoped Harry didn't find out about that - he wanted them to be friendly but, he was sure, not as much as all that. "Robin?" He called. "Robin, where are you?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

lostlittleboy
2008-06-26 10:25 pm UTC (link)

Evander stirred a little bit and then moved back a little when he heard the boy's voice. He hurt all over and his face hurt even worse. He looked up at the other who'd almost tripped over him.

"I.....," he trailed off not sure what to say, disoriented and trying to stand up. Evander looked behind the first boy as the voice of another called out.

"I'm... sorry," Evander said as he still struggled to stand. "I didn't know anyone was here... didn't mean to trespass. I didn't... I...."

	robinsings 2008-06-26 11:37 pm UTC (link)
	"Don't worry," said Robin, patting the boy's arm. "You're safe now, there are no muggers and we are not going to turn you in," he added, giving a significant look to Nell. "You need to rest and get some water on your face - we have a spare room you can rest in..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	little_star 2008-06-27 07:22 pm UTC (link)
	Nell smiled rather tenderly at the boy. "We won't have anything to do until later; we were only supposed to be rehearsing." He edged a little closer on the bed to Evander, looking at his face a little worriedly. "Poor thing. All cut up." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	robinsings 2008-06-27 08:39 pm UTC (link)
	Robin fixed Nell first, moving to sit on the bed with a faux-happy type stare. "If you wanted the alcohol and cloth you can always go get it yourself, I had my arms full," he suggested, crossing his legs as he got himself settled. "There's a washroom down the hall we'll take you there in a bit." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)