Pavati was sitting by herself. She was sipping her juice, she never liked alcohol. She enjoyed her little trips to the tavern. She could talk to Se'toe, and just listen to the people talk. She had notice over the past year that people don't talk about anything important. She would hear about the neighbour who bought something that they obviously couldn't afford, the merchant charging for too much for his products, stuff like that. Nothing important. She was pulled out of her thought by a man sitting next to her.
"Hey Pavati, back in town again to beg for money?" the man asked, turning to his buddies and laughing at his little joke.
"Nice to see you too, Randy." She replied sarcastically.
"Ahh, now now, no need for that tone of voice. You don't speak to men like that." Randy said with a hint of agitation in his voice.
"And why is that?"
"Because any man is worth five times what you're worth little girl" the anger in his voice rising.
"Hey boys! What do ya' say we teach this little dog here a lesson." Randy yelled to his friends behind him.
"Yeah!"
Just great! Every time I come here I always get in a fight. Why is he being such a jerk?(feel free to add a nastier word here)Can't he just leave me alone.
The obvious answer to that was no. Randy had just pushed Pavati off her chair. She now had her back to the wall.
"Okay Randy, if you want to fight, I'll fight." Pavati said teasingly.
Randy pulled the first punch. Pavati easily moved out of the way, turning to the left and used her momentum to hit his jaw with her fist. He stumble back, touching his mouth which was bleeding. He gave his buddies one last look before he ran at her. She ducked down and lifted him over her back. He landed on the ground with a thump, but Pavati had no time to do any more damage because the rest of the drunks were coming at her. She easily dodged their punches and kicks, and soon they were all on a lump on the floor, trying to get themselves up to fight some more. They decided to try a different approach and attack all at once. Fighting 5 men at once was different from fighting 5 men one after another even if they were all drunk. Pavati knew she was in trouble, they were all twice her weight and they were angry.
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Dilandau watched in silent awe as this girl fought 5 men twice her size without even breaking out in a sweat. If Folken wanted girls, he would be glad to fight beside this one. When he first saw the man push her, he was about to go help her, why? Who knows, but he soon saw that she didn't need his help. Dilandau stood by his seat, laughing as this girl knocked down the men one after another. Oh no he thought. He saw the men collect together and start running at her all at once. He knew he had had a little too much wine to be very much help but there was one thing he could do. He unsheathed his sword.
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Pavati felt the dread that rushed over her. She knew it already that this would hurt. Then all of a sudden she heard a loud high pitched yell. "Hey! Catch!"
She turned just in time to catch a sword. She noticed at once that it was thrown by that boy! They boy with silver hair. She didn't have time to say anything for the group of drunks was coming towards her fast. She spun on her heal to point the sword at Randy's neck. He stopped in surprise. Where did the sword come from? He didn't bother to think about that. He stepped back and drew his sword. The other men backed up, giving their friend enough room to fight. The other on lookers also backed up at the same time although their reason was they didn't want to get stabbed, poked or chopped up into little pieces with the swords.
"Okay, you may fight well with your fists but I can beat you any day with a sword" Randy teased, starting to circle around Pavati.
"If you say so," she replied, a smirk spreading across her face.
She took her stance, waiting for him to charge. She had seen him fight before and he was patheticlly predictable. He charged and she blocked. She knew she didn't have the strength to battle him out this way, so she quickly spun around, causing him to fall forward and she hit him on the other side. He was only able to block the blow with the very tip of his sword. Pavati had the advantage because his elbows were bent and he was pushing using his non-dominant side. She pushed harder. The two swords were dangerously close to Randy's neck. Pavati saw the fear in his eyes by the thought of being killed by his own sword. Pavati pulled her sword away and took up her stance again. A confused and relived look swept across Randy's face.
"You want to play some more?" asked Pavati, a twinkle of excitement in her eyes.
"Hmph." Was all Randy said. He wiped the sweat off his face and left with his friends.
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Dilandau was even more impressed as the girl used the sword. She used it as if she had fought all her life. He was also surprised that she was able to use the sword so easily. It was heavier then what she would normally should be using, but she seemed to use the extra weight to her advantage. When the man left he could see her body relax. She then turned towards him and started to walk to him. He could feel little butterflies grow in his stomach. Why do I feel like this. I never felt like this over anything accept battle other wise a girl I don't even know.
"Thanks" the girl said, handing Dilandau his sword back.
"I thought you could us it." Was all that Dilandau could think of saying.
"Well thanks again" the girl said, turning to leave.
"Wait," dilandau called after her.
She turned around.
"My name is Dilandau Albatou, I am comander of a group called the dragon slayers."
"Uh hu" the girl said in a tone that implied to continued.
"Do you want to join?"
"Why?" the girl asked questionly.
"Well before I tell you that, do you mind telling me your name?"
"Pavati" she said.
"Well Pavati," Dilandau continued, regaining some of his slyness, " I'm looking for some good fighters, and it looks like you might just make it."
"Just make it?" Pavati said sarcastically.
"Yes well do you want to join?"
"I don't know, mabey."
"Well why don't you come with me back to my fortress. If you aren't interested you can go home to where ever you live." Dilandau didn't know why he was trying so hard to get this pretty girl to come with him. If had been anyone else, even if they were a great fighter, if they had hesitated to join he would have left there and then, but he was standing here, trying to convince this Pavati to come with him.
"Okay, but I get to go home when ever I want?" she said hesitantly. She knew he was from the Zaibach army, and she had sworn to herself never to go near them, but there was something about this boy, Dilandau.
"Of course"
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