Putting The Plan to Action
A/N: I haven't written in a while so I might be a little 'rusty'. Please excuse me for this and enjoy the story.
The whole room was in high spirits. The dark and gloomy bar filled with smoke from tobacco and dust had dim lights hanging up around the room. They were bright enough to see roughly the shapes within the bar, bar to dim to see outside. In the centre of the bar, stood a woman she had short brown hair and deep brown eyes. She wore some sort of red armour so she stood out like a sore thumb amongst all the black capes and rags. The fact she was half drunk, and standing on a table oh- and also shouting at everyone else, made her stand out even more.
This amused Kaito. He had sat in the corner of the bar room with a large pint of untouched lager in front of him. He had been told to come to the bar to 'avenge the assassination of his lover' so; silently he sat in the corner and waited for the person who called him to appear. Until then he was watching the funny brunette boost and brag about her strength.
"Who dares question my strength?" she slurred, Then suddenly pointing to Kaito, "Do you, sir?"
Startled, Kaito had panicked and shook his head "No."
"Good!" She laughed. "Bar man – Another round for me please!"
The bartend ant laughed as he refilled a cup and passed it to the waitress. She handed it over to the woman in red, and she gulped in down in seconds. Passing the waitress back the glass she laughed at the girl-surprised expression.
"Alright, lads. Time to get serious. The only reason I called you here was to prepare." She gave everyone a moment or so to calm down. Kaito paid even more attention. "My name is Meiko, as some of you may or may not know.
"Let me get to the point – Who hates the princess? The little demon that stole our happiness? The little wretch that's slowly starving us to death? The daughter of Evil!"
There was several cheers within the bar at this point, but Kaito still sat silent.
"I think we should strike back!" Meiko continued, "Teach her a lesson!"
"And how do you plan to do that?" Someone asked.
"A revolution?" Kaito had asked out aloud. The whole bar had turned to look at Kaito with astonished eyes. Probably because he was a prince, in a bar, and he had spoken to words of violence.
"Precisely, your highness," Meiko said with a smirk on her face. "And you will help us be more successful that ever!"
"How so?" Kaito asked with curiosity.
"Well, Miku has been murdered, poor thing, and you were engaged to her. So what you could do is get a couple of soldiers against Rins small army and start a fight. It has to be long enough for it to completely weaken her forces. Then what we – including you if you wish – will do is barge into her castle and take her by surprise. We will capture and behead her."
Taking this into consideration, Kaito looked at her, swaying on the tabletop. "For a drunken rebellion, you can think surprisingly clear." He chuckled.
"Well, I try." Meiko joked along, "So – who's in or out? Drink with me if you are in, if not leave"
At this, everyone in the bar picked up his or her pint – including Kaito – And they all toasted to victory.
At early hours in the morning, Meiko was walking home with one hell of a headache. She passed by the castle on her way and stood in front of the main gates, looking up she saw Len. Nodding, she then walked away and let him prepare for his revolution.
A/N: Did you like it? Was it OK? I was watching Anastasia while writing this – how fitting, eh?
Please review? It gives me the hope to continue.