"Today just can't get any freaken worse." He bemoaned the way fate seemed to have stacked the odds against him. First, this business concerning Tsunami. He had thought the cover up using Curly the dark mage as the scape goat would hold longer then it did, but that was assuming the other council members could keep a secret worth a damn. "No." he reminded himself. It wasn't their fault entirely, it wasn't their fault they had nosy apprentices who couldn't keep their damn mouths shut whenever they started to abide alcohol.
Then there was the recent activites within Sanctuary itself. Who would have thought the were-smilodon would show up there to bust some one out? Hell, who would be stupid enough to even attempt such a stupid thing? It didn't help matters at all that he succeeded with flying colors either. Sanctuary had been designed to house the worst of the worst, it's position on the Neik island was suppose to deter any would be average day moron who would try to break in. Even if they managed it, no one should have been able to remove the bracelets that kept the inmates in line.
"Unless a stupid apprentice managed to get a bracelet and a key, tried to hunt down the were-smilodon to gain the glory of capturing the beast, only to have his ass handed to him and the key and bracelet stolen from him. Oh, and that stupid apprentice only informed the council of his stupidity after the damage had been done, when the event that he lost the key at took place a good three months prior!" he grumbled, taking another long shot from the bottle.
Then that same damn apprentice had been present when he explained what had happened, and why he believed the smilodon had broken into sanctuary in the first place! Still, it wasn't the apprentice’s fault he accidentally left his communication crystal on. It wasn't his fault the person who had the other end at the time was in a damn bar getting drunk himself, and in his own stupor he brought it out so everyone could listen in. Why? Probably trying to impress some wench.
So, not even six hours after the were-smilodon broke Tanya'Rey from prison had the cover up been blown, and the secret about the smilodon trying to get at G'nolga revealed to anyone not drunk enough to hear it.
It also didn't help much that a convention on dimensional traveling had been in Durpan at the time, and the moment they news broke mages with the power started teleporting everywhere, spreading the story as they went.
No, today wasn't Dee'm's day, and he had every attention of just getting drunk and let the others deal with this stupidity. "God must hate me." he grumbled as he took another long gulp of booze. "May you rot in hell, Al Bundy... you stupid apprentice."
***
Ranma was in relatively good spirits this morning, for many reasons. Tabitha, the local waitress at the Tavern and Inn he was staying at had been in early and had a feast fit for a king set out for him when he walked down the stairs. He didn't know how she knew he was here, since the previous night she wasn't working, but he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Another reason would be the woman walking beside him at the moment. The escaped convict Tanya'Rey. No she didn't do anything in particular, and besides a breif conversation this morning concerning womanly needs and why she hated this time of the month (Most of which Ranma didn't get, anyway), she had been pretty silent most of the trip to Trine.. or was that Trinc? Stupid maps.
Anyway, the reason the woman at his side contributed to his good mood was simply because she wasn't scared of him. She knew who he was, what he was, and she didn't show the slightest fear. Hell, she was being down right social able, all things considered. That felt good, to not be completely and utterly alone.
The last reason he felt so good was a pretty simple one. It didn't really affect him either, but it was something to brighten the day. Minni had shouted in jubilation before he left, apparently Grendel finally got off his fat ass and proposed to the halfing. The look on Tanya's face when she saw the nearly nine foot tall troll pick up the three feet eight inch halfling was too damn funny.
She too couldn't understand the mechanics when it came to their relationship. Then again, it didn't matter. Heh.
***
Hanza grumbled irritably as she moved through the streets of Trine. She had moved hard through the night to make it here as soon as she could. Call it a gut instinct, but she just knew this was where the Smilodon was going to show up next. All she had to do was find where G'nolga was being kept, and simply keep a watch out until the fun started.
"Easy as pie." she chuckled darkly, watching a pair of tight buns go by before she slapped herself and snarled mentally, "Your a man, your not a girl, looking at a guy's ass is BAD!"
***
"Pfeh. How long are we responsible for holding her, anyway?"
Alexander, a kitsune in human form sighed, "Look Terry, I'm going to repeat this for you one last time. We are going to hold her until an escort from the Main Guard comes and picks her up. Now shut up already!"
Terry sighed, idly fixing his straw hat while parting his blond bangs from his eyes. "Yeah, I know. She just stares at me though! It's unnerving man!"
G'nolga continued to glare at the pathetic human, her features stone cold and not showing an ounce of emotion. Well, except for the angry twitch at the corner of her lips. What she wouldn't give to get out of this cage, to teach this arrogant pup just who his better was. "Damn you, Julia." she growled mentally. Not that doing so was new to her, she's pretty much done it ever since she became the 'Disgraced' Weapons master, and locked in this freaken cage.
Terry sneered. He wasn't really a mean person, but when people annoyed him (like her stare was doing) he tended to get a little hotheaded, "Bitch, if you keep looking at me like that I might take it personally."
G'nolga snorted, and only increased the hate passing through her glare.
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