It Begins With A Map... (Medieval RP)

[LoveThatChick]

"Of course they are wrong, no matter what you've done, the type of people who pay the likes of me to do their dirty work are never right!" Unwin snapped, then posed, voice calmer when he spoke again, "I gave them my word, that I'd being you both back alive, and I don't break my word..." He knew how twisted that sounded, but it was true, he hated breaking his word, ever sense Carina...

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Jem's eyes hardened and she gripped the knife tighter. "I'm not going back there alive. We've been on the run for four months, if it was an option I would have taken it already." She grabbed the edge of the bed frame with one hand and began pulling herself to a standing position.

 

[LoveThatChick]

"Well, if you're not coming back alive, then what options do you think I have...?" Unwin replied coldly, I sneer curling across his face as he stood, slowly slipping his free hand into one of the inner pockets of his lightweight coat. He grasped a small, thick glass bottle, filled with juice of Valerian root, a strong sedative that would knock her out for hours, if he could just get it her mouth...

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

"A man so honest to his word wouldn't dare..." She slipped across the top of the bed and glared sarcastically at him from the other side. She didn't believe a man like Unwin had a 'word', they were all dishonest crooks-- and she wouldn't put it past him to actually kill her if she gave him the chance. "I'm not going with you, my brother will kill you!"

 

[LoveThatChick]

Unwin chuckled derisively, walking towards the bed, "Your brother... Will be a dead man, if he tries anything, I am much better at killing, then I am at capturing. In truth, killing is what I am best at..." He said smoothly, eyes narrowed with malice as he stepped up onto the bed, hoping Jem would try to attack him...

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

Despite Unwin's wishes, Jem had no intention of attacking him. She wanted to remain as far away from him as possible-- for as long as possible. As he stepped up onto the bed she inched towards the door, and held the knife up defensively. "Don't come any closer!"

 

[LoveThatChick]

Unwin wasn't about to let Jem get away that easily... He leaped back off the bed, and quickly moved to the door, keeping an eye on her the whole time. "Jem, just as you said, 'I'm tired, I want this to end'..." He reached the door, closed it, and lucked it, "Well, so do I." He sneered, then slammed his elbow with great force down on the handle. It broke off, and clattered to the floor, leaving the door lucked, it would not be opened without some time and effort.

 

[ChickieBooBoo]

As Unwin locked the door, Jem considered going out the window. She knew that the stack of crates was still there, but without Christof she was afraid it would hurt her more to jump then to be smacked around by Unwin. So for now, she remained on the opposite side of the bed. It wasn't much, but it was the biggest barrier in the room to put between them.

 

[Frundette]

Fleta was panicking, the map was not anywhere on the floor, "Sir, it is not here..." She said in a wavering voice as she tried not look at anyone in the room.

Kenrick helped look under tables and around the floor for the piece of parchment, but of course, came up empty handed. Oswin's face grew even redder as Fleta and Kenrick failed to find it. "It didn't just grow legs and walk out of here!" he yelled, moving toward Fleta. But then paused...

The girl looked so upset and desperate that he really did believe she was telling him the truth. So maybe the map really had walked out the door. And that meant the siblings that Oswin had just let leave!

By this time, the commotion coming from upstairs was unmistakably that of Unwin struggling with someone. "Girl!" he snapped at Fleta. "Come here!"

 

[LoveThatChick]

Fleta froze for a moment, worried about what Oswin wanted of her. She walked slowly over, cringing slightly as she approached him...

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Unwin moved towards Jem again, holding up the knife in his hand to show her, "If you try to run, this..." he shook the knife slightly, "this will go in your back." He said calmly, smiling like a wolf.