Guys Night Out: Part One
as told by The Special Delivery Onionboy
(........fine, it's by Chailain.)
Quietly.......quietly.....almost there.....
He tried to ignore the lurching feeling in his stomach. Hell, he was amazed that he was still standing after a night like that. Never in his life had he drank so much. It literally felt like his insides had been pickled. But he couldn't concern himself with that right now. What mattered now was getting back to his room before anyone noticed. His training had taught him to keep that kind of thing under control....but with the world spinning around you, it's kind of tough to keep your training in mind.
Carlie wouldn't mind so much, I suppose. She is just a little girl, after all. But Riesz and Angela......well, Angela's got that god-forsaken stick she's constantly thumping us all with, and Riesz......she's frosty enough as it is. No need to get her any colder.
He crept along the hallway of the inn, careful not to bump in to anything along the way. It had taken way too much effort to get back in here without alerting anyone to the fact that he was gone. Kevin and Duran had enough sense to come through the front door.
And they made it back alright. You're a genius, Hawk. A bloody genius.
He and Kevin were sharing a room on the third floor, much to his discontent. Kevin was quite possibly the most foul smelling being he had ever come in contact with. Heart of gold, of course, but that didn't change the fact that those god forsaken man eating flowers wilted every time he was around.
Alright, third door on the left. Almost there....
He quickly delved into his pocket and snatched the room key. Granted, he could have just as easily picked the lock. But that would have taken time that he really didn't have at the moment. So he went about it the old fashion way: Turn and push.
The locked clicked and the door swung open.
Home free, baby.
"Hello there, Hawk." greeted the blonde woman sitting on his bed.
"Did you have a good time tonight?" inquired the purple haired woman on the chair in the middle of the room.
Kevin was standing in the corner. "Sorry, Hawk." was his muffled greeting.
.....ah, hell.
Hawk simply blinked, stepped back outside, swallowed hard, and shut the door.
***
"Should we go after him?" asked Angela, playing with her hair.
Riesz considered it for a moment, then shook her head. "No. A night out on the street will do him good. And we can always catch up to him in the morning."
"I guess." said Angela as she stepped over to a polished silver mirror standing across the room.
"Can I sit now?" whimpered Kevin.
"No.", Riesz said sternly. "You can keep standing in the corner until you tell us what you three were up to."
"But they say I can't tell!" moaned Kevin, still facing the wall.
"Well, then, you'll just have to stand. But if you don't tell us soon, Angela will make it so you'll never be able to sit down again." replied Riesz. Angela just smirked as she reached for her staff sitting against the wall next to the mirror.
Kevin gulped and whimpered "What.....what she do?"
Riesz quirked an eyebrow at him. "Do you really have to ask, Kevin?"
"N....no. I...I guess I tell you."
"That's good," smiled Riesz. "You can turn around now."
Kevin shifted on his heel and turned to face the two women, a look of stark terror painted across his face.
"Well, Hawk have idea while two of you out shopping with Carlie...."
***
"DAMMIT ALL TO HELL!" roared Duran as he slammed the door behind him. Hawk and Kevin jumped, startled.
"Gah! You scare me!" whispered Kevin.
".....I think you broke the door." stated Hawk as he sat on the bed polishing his knives.
"Aw, who the hell cares?" muttered Duran as he sat down on the bed. "It's not as if those two women wouldn't have done it anyways. I'm sick of 'em! Constantly barging in, demanding what I'm doing, waking us up at the ass crack of dawn to head out again, and then expecting us to keep traveling till the sun goes bloody down!"
"Simmer down." said Hawk. "It's not so bad. I mean, they are a couple of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. Don't get me wrong, I love Jessica madly, but I wouldn't mind sharing a bed with either of those dames....or both......"
"Hawk!" shouted Kevin in disbelief. "Don't talk about Riesz and Angela that way! That gross!"
"Gross to you, maybe, beastie-boy, but I'm telling you, I would give almost anything to have one last fling with those two ladies before I get married to Jess."
Kevin punched him in the shoulder. "You a pervert, Hawk." Hawk just smirked and went back to polishing his blades.
"Yeah, well, personally, I don't think I could get far enough away from them" muttered Duran. "Angela's already whipped me in the back of the knee five times today with that goddam stick of hers, and Riesz barely even speaks to anyone but Angela or Carlie, unless it's to scold.....or mock." he added as an afterthought.
Hawk rolled his eyes and sheathed his daggers, then stood up and turned around to face the two.
"You guys are pathetic, I swear. I tell you what: We'll go out tonight, the three of us. No staff whips, no frosty reprimands, just the three of us with a full purse of money and heads full of beer and women. How 'bout that?"
Kevin and Duran just stared up at him blankly.
"We'll catch hell for that."
"We not do that. We get in in trouble."
Hawk threw his hands up in the air in exasperation.
"Aw, COME ON! You, Duran, you've spent you're entire bloody life living in the shadow of your father, every single minute of your spare time has been spent training so that you could someday be considered his equal. You've barely had a chance to LIVE, man! I'll be surprised if you've ever even kissed a girl. Or been drunk. Or both!"
Duran shifted uncomfortably.
"Well....there was this one time on a feast day that Auntie Stella let me drink a glass of wine....."
Hawk just stared at him.
"And you, Kevin. You play with that damn dog way too much. And when you're not playing with it, you're training to fight. Even though you hate fighting. Now, am I the only one who thinks that that sounds just a wee bit screwed up?"
Kevin looked up at him with watery eyes.
"Don't you talk about Karl that way! Karl good dog! Him no mother, just like me! We best friends!"
Hawk shook his head.
"No, no. Karl is a dog. A dead dog, kiddo. Now, it's alright to mourn him, I know it was a terrible way to go, but you gotta get over it at some point. Come on, it's been months now. Don't you wanna have fun again?"
Kevin stared at his feet, rubbing them on the rug.
"Kevin do like fun.....but.....Riesz and Angela be mad!"
"Yeah, Hawk. We will catch bloody hell for this."
Hawk simply licked his lips and smiled.
"Not if I have anything to do with it. Here's how it'll work..."
***
"And that how it happened, I swear."
Angela and Riesz looked at each other for a moment, then back up to Kevin.
".....did he really say those things about us?" inquired Angela.
"I'm gonna kill him. I swear to the gods, I'm going to rip him to pieces." Riesz was fuming. "How could he SAY something like that? When we find him, Angela, be sure to set his pants on fire."
"I know, I know. I think it's kind of flattering, really. I guess you never really had any guys look at you like that before, eh Riesz? Being in such a position of authority and all.....not to mention the fact that the only man in that entire palace of yours was your father......." Angela cut herself off at a menacing look from Riesz.
"I'll have you know, you scantily clad hussy, that I've courted many a man in my years." Riesz replied frostily.
"Oh, in your years? Please, you're barely older than I am. I bet you can't name one man that you've kissed."
"Oh yeah? You think I haven't ever been kissed? Well, I'll have you know that Eliot gives me a kiss on the cheek every night before he goes to bed."
Angela quirked her lips, trying to suppress the gales of laughter that threatened to consume her.
"Oh, Eliot? Yes, that five year old little brother of yours is quite the charmer. On the cheek? My, GODS, Riesz! You're a wild one!"
Riesz just stared back at Angela, cold fury consuming her. I'll get you for that. Just you wait and see. ".....that's not important right now. What's important is finding the other two. Duran isn't exactly on my good side, either."
With that, she lightly stepped out of the room to fetch her things.
"Wake Carlie on your way out, Angela. Don't tell her what's going on. She idolizes Kevin, though the gods only know why....."
Angela nodded to herself and turned around to face Kevin, who was still whimpering in the corner.
"Oh, honestly, Kevin, you're not in that much trouble. Not nearly as much as the other two. Now, now, c'mere, sit down, I won't hurt you...."
Kevin sniffed loudly and moaned "You promise? You promise not hurt me?"
Angela rolled her eyes and nodded.
"I won't hurt you, Kev, I promise. Just come sit down."
Kevin turned around slowly and shuffled up to the bed, sniffling loudly. He sat down and hung his head in shame. Angela proceeded to baff him in the back of the head with her staff.
"What the hell were you thinking, letting them talk you into something like that? Honestly, Kevin, I thought you had more sense! Are all men this stupid? Huh? Huh? Speak up!"
By this point Kevin was full out bawling.
"I sorry! I didn't want to go, I so sorry!"
He burst out of the room crying. Angela flopped back on the bed chuckling. That one broke easily enough. Now we'll just have to tame that swordsman. And, of course, our wild Hawk. She sighed and flipped backwards off the bed to head out and collect her things. A woman's work.....
To be continued.....