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Will Scarlett ([personal profile] will_scarlett) wrote2009-11-25 06:09 pm
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Finding Fights with Atton

There's a sharp chill in the air as they step through the door. Will pulls his cloak around him and moves out of the way for Atton,

"'ere we are. Could do with 'ittin' someone."

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 11:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"I might abandon you when we get to London."

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'll come with you to wherever you want to go first. But then I'm going off on my own. You get concerned and helpful."

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton sets an arm around him, lifting him slightly, and then speeds off to London. It takes a while, but eventually they arrive in a small alleyway.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 11:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton grunts approvingly.

"You lead."

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton surveys the room. The men throwing bones look likely - they're fit and athletic enough, with the confidence of guards.

Sublety is all well and good, but Atton can't be bothered with it, so when the ale is delivered, he picks his up, wanders over to the men, and throws it over the largest one.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)
The confusion of the situation makes it easy for Atton. He ducks and weaves under chairs and arms and takes people down, one by one.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Back to back is good. Easier to fend people off that way.

Most of the men are drunk and slowed, so Atton doesn't have much trouble with them.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton leans out of the way, but he gets a long, wide cut diagonal across one side of his forehead, crossing over his eyebrow.

Then he takes the bones' player down with a punch, and turns to knock the one that Will was dealing with down.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Atton gives them a quick few punches to the face. That, he imagines, should do it.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-25 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"We should go," Atton says, mildly. "No sense sticking around."

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-26 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Hm. You alright for me t'leave you?"

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-26 12:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I will," Atton says, and then heads off.

It's not too far to where Much and his friends usually fight, so he heads there and hangs around at the edges, watching.

[identity profile] stuck-mynock.livejournal.com 2009-11-26 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
"That's the idea," Atton responds, a little wearily. "You up for it? How many fights have you had today?"