Tale the 2nd – a Rogue's Pride
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Geffen the magic city was the best city for Mitchell the Rogue to stalk. Wealthy mages are EVERYWHERE! We all know that mages can't handle anything in close range; this should be easy for her. Furthermore, those mages are Fan girl attraction. So she could steal from the mages plus the Fan girls' item. Also, Geffen was a memorial place for her. It's where she met David.
Three years ago doesn't mean that Mitchell was a lousy thief or a newbie rogue or something. She was already a professional rogue who has successfully stolen a plus eight Mocking Muffler from an assassin without noticed. So when she sees a very wealthy wizard walking by, she couldn't help stopping herself to steal.
Mitchell studied the Wizard's face. Oh, a handsome-wealthy wizard. His dark red hairs are longer at one side. His eyes were blue… as blue as the sky. His body was tall and perfect. Perfect… Mitchell grinned. The wizard stopped on a merchant to buy some gemstones. On seconds, dozens of fan girls ran to the wizard, shouting hysterically. Time to work!
The rogue slid among the girls. Whoo… thanks, Mr. Wiz, thought Mitchell. Those fangirls are too fanatic to recognize that their items were stolen. Hundred thousands of Zenny, Damascus of Verserk, Arc Wand, Blast clip, immune muffler, bow Timble, plus eight safety ring… imagine how many money she could get when she sell those things. She went further to the Wizard. With a dash, she got an ancient earring under a cast, and some zenny. Her work was done. She disappears along the crowd, heading towards the outer Geffen.
The air was cold. The soft breeze around her makes her feel sleepy. Slowly, the rain began to fall. Shit, muttered Mitchell. She should return to Geffen and have some shelter. Shelter reminds her at her home. She sighed, and walked slowly towards the magic city.
She was stopped with the oh-so-handsome-and-wealthy wizard she has previously stolen. Putting a cool innocent face (and she got the best cool innocent face around here) she said, "May I help you?"
"I want my money and my ancient earring back." The wizard said straight away. His voice was cold and emotionless, but dangerous. Mitchell could sense the warning from his shadows. Wizard always reflected his feelings to his aura. Not many could recognize it, but Mitchell knows that he was angry.
But hey, just an angry wiz would not stop Mitchell the professional. "Your money sir? I don't understand." She said calmly as if she really doesn't understand. She locked her eyes to the Wizard's, just to show that she don't know anything. She noticed that his blue eyes were trying to read her further. No, Mitchell will not loose defense.
"No newbie rogues can steal an ancient earring under a cast and 45.342z. As long as I see the only professional around here was you. Return my money and items, and you will leave unharmed." He said coldly, as cold as the rain that pours from the sky.
What, thought Mitchell. He knows exactly how many I've stolen! Even I don't know! She mused out in her mind. Still, a professional Rogue will not give up so easily. "Don't try to praise me, angry Wiz. If battle you want, let's go." She said in the same cold tune the Wizard spoken. She raised her dagger and shouted, "BACK…"
Suddenly she felt cold breeze under her feet. Then, she couldn't move. From her feet to her waist was covered in cold, icy ice cubes, stopping any movement she could make by her feet. Her clothes began to soak by the falling rain. "Shit!" she cursed. She didn't hear the Frost Driver coming towards her. He must be a professional.
"That should stop you." He said emotionlessly "Return my money or a Jupiter thunder." He continued.
Mitchell smirked. She has stolen a blast clip previously. "Magnum Break!" she shouted, melting the ice under her. She ran, and hides. The wizard slowly closed his eyes. "Safety wall!" he shouted, making a barrier near the Rogue. Surprised, the rogue stopped. How could he know? Then she realized that she could pass the magic wall. But it's too late. With a sight the wizard has exposed her hiding.
She ran away as fast as she could, for the wizard has cast a full-fledged Lord of Vermilion towards her. Some of the spell hurt her left hand. She cursed and ran to the wizard's back. "RAID!" she shouted. It damaged a little bit to the wizard. The wizard dodged, and shouted "Lightening Bolt!"
With all her might Mitchell ran around, avoiding the bolts. Those bolts are powerful. "Are you Lightening Bolting or Jupiter Thundering!" she yelled, as she dodges another bolt.
The wizard smirked. The evil smirk Mitchell used to find on sadist antagonist character on comics. "That was Lightening Bolt. This is Jupiter Thunder." He said coldly, raised his wand elegantly, and sends more lightening around the poor rogues.
"GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" shouted Mitchell as she dodges the coming thunder, running like a panic chibi comic character. The lady didn't have any chance to attack. "I must go near…" she thought. She slid along the thunders, finding chance to attack.
The wizard started a new spell. "Lord of…" this is the chance for Mitchell to attack. She lunged herself towards the wizard, making him fall to the ground. She bends herself to lock the Wizard's hand and foot. The position was rather uncomfortable, but she doesn't mind. The wizard look taken aback. The spell dies on his hand.
"I'm sorry, angry Wiz, but I should do this before you fry me like a meat." Mitchell growled. "It was against my pride to return the money. Instead, I would like to take more from your money. Mind you, my assassin dagger was enchanted with Poison, so don't make me stab those on your body."
The wizard locked her eyes. For a second, Mitchell felt shocked. It seems that he was reading her thoughts. "And it was against my pride to let you steal my money." The wizard spokes out coldly. "Return them, or we'll die together."
"What?"
Mitchell noticed that a huge rune were moving and spinning around them. The rain gathers into the air, centered on the Wizard's wand. HOLY FECK! Mitchell thought. He's giving his live for his pride! No, no, no, this isn't how it should work. "Water…" the Wizard spokes, but Mitchell cut him, shouting "STOP!"
The spell died. Mitchell has gone tense. Her body trembled hard. "Are you crazy? Why should you give your life for just a pride?" she yelled furiously, almost crying. "I know I steal not more than a quarter from your whole money, but you should…"
Again, the wizard locked her eyes. Her voice trailed away. It seems that those eyes has made her heart melted away, making her lost her words. Those blue eyes were so enchanting. Now her clothes were soaked away, from the rain and her sweat. "I know you will stop me," the wizard spokes, his voice were now soft.
Mitchell gave him a questioning look. "Are you a mind reader or something?" she asked slowly. Again the wizard looks at her with his eyes, and said, "Your eyes told me."
Am I that easy to read? thought Mitchell. She doesn't know what to say. Her hair was covering her eyes, hiding her from her tears. Slowly, and emotionlessly, the wizard held his free hand to wipe her tears. Well, since Mitchell was only 16 it was so normal for her to blush at this rate. Well, well, this was not just an angry-emotionless wiz she thought!
"I know you enjoyed stealing, but I also know that you did it with reasons." The Wizard spokes slowly. "Tell me why you came like this." Mitchell looks at his eyes, which was still locking her. She knows that she can trust this guy.
"I need money." Mitchell replied. It was her big secret, actually. She doesn't know why she tells her deep secret to him. But she could not longer hold her pain. "Loads and loads of money. I lived in a poor orphanage in Morocc. There are a lot of children there, but the owner didn't have money to raise them all. So by stealing I could gather more money… and send it to them. I can't let my family and friends suffer." More tears flowing though her eyes.
With his eyes still locking at the weeping Rogue, the Wizard spokes softly, "I could help you with that."
Mitchell's eyes widened. What have he said?
"Actually I have a great deal with mercenaries and how to make much money, and I quarantine that you can send at least a million of Zenny to your orphanage each month." The Wizard continued.
Mitchell could not believe her ears. "Odin, tell me that this guy is lying," she muttered. A million of Zenny? That could pay all the rents and lends the owner make and could make a dozen of healthy people ready to face Rune Midgard!
"I'm not," the Wizard replied. His voice return to normal, and his face was still emotionless. "So, how is it? Do you wish to be my company?"
With tears starting to run from her eyes, the rogue nodded. "Deal." The Wizard said. "My name is David, and I'm 20, by the way. You are…"
"Mitchell." She answered shyly. "I'm 16"
"Mitchell." The Wizard repeated. "Um… if we stay in this position, I think people will start to look at us."
Mitchell noticed that she was still in the uncomfortable position of bending and the Wizard was still lying on the ground. Travelers who come to Geffen to search for shelter passed them, and started whispering things about them. "HOLY CRAP!" Mitchell shouted, pulling her body to sit. David smirked, stand, and lowered his hand. "Let's go to Geffen. There is my villa there. You should really take a bath."
Mitchell smiled, and reaches his hand. Together they went back to the city, soaked by the rain.
A/N: not much to say about this. Review please!