Dirty Deeds Done for a High Fee

Whatever angry rant she was in the middle of ceased almost as soon as she felt those arms around her and practically lift her up off the ground. Much like a cat who had just been picked up as such, she just kinda hung there, the oddest look of contentment upon her face.

“Evil on your mind,~ 

Trouble at your feet,~” 

“Living by the gun,~

The Devil's got you beat.~” 

“Evil on your mind,~” 

“Trouble at your feet,~” 

“Living by the gun,~” 

It would be a few days at least until the hunter would stir, three, in fact. Having pushed herself so ridiculously far with such injuries with a stubbornness beyond even her normal levels of bullheadedness, it was considered a miracle that she was even still breathing. But on that third day, stir she did, eyes adjusting to the light of the room and a groan of pain leaving her lips as consciousness fully hit her. But the pain was a good sign. The pain was proof that she was still alive and that she had succeeded. She couldn’t wait to tell Dori the good news, that that monster had finally been laid low.As she blinked and her eyes adjusted, the form of another person caught her attention. Carefully shifting her gaze to her left, she couldn’t help a pained smile when she saw that it was just the woman in question. She looked so sweet just snoozing there, and the fact she was there meant her recovery must be coming along smooth. Good. It wouldn’t be worth it all in the end if Dori had been…. No, she doesn’t want to think about that.She doesn’t say a word. She doesn’t want to wake up the peaceful slumber of her fellow hunter. Instead she takes a moment to try and see how bad her own injuries are. Like Dori, most of her body was covered in bandages from the various cuts and burns inflicted upon her in the midst of that fight. Her left leg was done up in a cast and suspended in the air, and a she could still feel painful bruising in her back from where she had been the unfortunate victim of the Behemoth’s ire and had been so brutally smashed into the ground of the Recess by the raging beast. It was going to be a good long while before she could move and hunt again, but, again it was all worth it.So she did her best to relax and turned her head as much as she could to face Doriane an watch her sleep, just waiting for the other woman to wake up.

No matter the place or how advanced or behind the times it was, it seems like there was still people who knew better than to trust someone as ‘alien’ as she was. Sure, if you discounted her odd ears and shark’s grin she could pass off as a normal person on the places that these humans always seemed to thrive on, but in the short time she’d been her she knew better than to think a simple disguise could mask her appearance. Horrible, hideous monsters roamed these lands and the people were no better. Someone like her could very easily be mistaken for one of the beasts in human form.Yet, here she was, drinking alone at the bar with hood drawn down, a simple leather cloak covering most of her short frame yet her pointed ears were on full display. That, plus the fact her appearance here had been less than clean, was the reason that most of the patrons here probably had a knife ready to plunge into her back.

She set down her drink after the stranger stopped speaking, wiping away the straggler drops left behind on her lips before they turned up into a slight grin. “You don’t mince words, do you ese?”

She reached inside her cloak, hand resting on one of her pistols. Ammunition in a place like this would be hard to come by, sure, but she figured that she could always make a nice show of things and scare these backwater monkeys into submission. And if not? Well, she could always use a good bit of exercise.

“Just try not to die when the action starts.”And with that, she set a coin down on the bar and stood up, glancing back at the other patrons of the pub.

“Well, niños? Are we gonna dance or are you all that scared of a little lady?”

A stillness had settled over the Elder’s Recess after that final blast. Somehow, someway, they had all managed to stay alive. Survive. And in doing so, they had triumphed over the hulking beast that now lay still upon the ground before them.

Slowly, oh so slowly, Maria brought herself back to a standing position, the force from that final explosion having knocked her on her ass even with that massive stone cover. Everything hurt, everything ached. Already the adrenaline from the hunt was beginning to fade and allowed the pain to seep into every muscle and bone. It hurt to move. It hurt to stand. It hurt to breath.

But, it had been worth it.

With slow, stumbling steps, favoring her left leg, she approached the beast and pooled together what strength she had left to climb atop its massive body. Standing atop it, a smile began to pass over her lips. One hand rose up in victory, her gaze turning to the other hunters below.

They had done it.

They had won.

She’s battered. Beaten. Bruised. Going through the camp, theres a notable limp in her left leg. She should have no right being up, walking around and attempting to fight this creature known as Behemoth.

And yet

“.......” Whatever this thing was, whatever it did, it was going to pay.

Maria had been among the first to arrive when Dori came stumbling through, nearly dead, from her recent trip to the Elder’s Recess. And while she had said that it was off limits, there was no way in hell she was going to stand by while this thing was still alive. Not after what it did to Doriane.

Donning her best gear and gathering her favored weapons, Maria made her way out towards the center of the Trade Yard and climbed up upon the high perch the supply boy usually enjoyed. She let out a loud, shrill whistle, grabbing the attention of anyone and everyone who could hear.

“Alright! Listen up, an listen well! Something big is in the Recess and it nearly killed one of our own. I don’t know about you guys, but I’m not gonna sit around twiddling my thumbs til this thing decides to wander on this way an hurt even more of our people. SO. If any of you Hunters have got the stones to come with, I’m heading down to the Elder’s Recess to put down this puta.”

“And I ain’t coming back without its head or on a stretcher.”

Excuse you, Maria’s got an amazing face. In fact, Doriane’s gonna prove that by peppering Maria’s face with smooches.

oh my god dori stahp that thats super gay

TOO NICE. TOO MANY NICE WORDS. THANK.