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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/20/2017 2:31:35 AM
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He flew towards the tower.
He was careful to avoid hitting the buildings.
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[i]When Fabio arrived, he was greeted by.. an elf.[/i] "Tweet tweet, birdie. You wouldn't know a Fabio, would you?" [i]The cloaked, feminine elf giggled a little, the tips of her knife-like ears given away by how they protruded from her hood. She held up a Trayven insignia, her face kept hidden by her shawl.[/i]
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He shifted back to his human form. "Yes, I do. Because that's me."
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 12/20/2017 4:16:56 PM"Twas a joke, dear. What else can you transform into? A dragon? Should've done that for Bella." [i]The elven scout giggled a little, as a gloved hand was raised into a salute.[/i] "Charla. Charles if we're getting into codenames, or Charlie too. Alpha, Bravo, Charlie, that bullshit. And you're Fabio. Sweet."
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"My codename would be Alpha Centauri. I'm used to that codename," he shrugged.
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"Sweet, sweet. We've got.. six other scouts here. Listen - the politicians corrupted by the Tribune, they're planning something. What exactly, we don't know, but it's under the arena. So.. ready to get underneath the pit fights?"
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"Do I have turn into a bug?" Fabio asked, "I hate bugs."
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"You don't have to. Hell, I'd prefer a cute little parrot on my shoulder, though. What can you transform into, anyway? Like.. a dragon? Manticore? Ooh, a centaur?"
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"Ugh. You can't just fly underground to a secret meeting as a parrot. Too obvious."
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"I never said you'd be flying around, you'd be on my shoulder. Get some nice views of the package, if you're catching on."
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"You. Can't. Just. Walk. In. With. A. Parrot. On. Your. Shoulder."
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[i]Charla stared at Fabio for a moment, before raising her hand, only to suddenly pat him on the nose.[/i] "Bad boy. Bad.. It's your choice on what we go in as, then."
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"Hey! I was a good boy when I accidently shape-shifted into a German Shepard!" Fabio argued.
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"Bad! ...So what are you transforming as, then?"
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"A rat. Rats are common underground. Plus they scare the s**t out of people."
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"Eh. Rats aren't really scary, but as long as you don't crap in my pocket or something, I'll take care of you." [i]The elven spy would nod to Fabio, sighing as she would look up at the starry night before them.[/i] "We should go ahead and get moving. The night is young, but it'll be dawn when we exit."
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Fabio shifted into a rat, then climbed into her pocket.
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"That's it." [i]Charla muttered, keeping her hand around Fabio's small body. She would begin to traverse throughout the city.[/i] "Go ahead and look around. Check for anything wrong."
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Edited by Splashback77: 12/24/2017 2:40:21 AMHe crawled underground to under the arena.
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[i]Underneath the depths of the arena, Fabio would find tunnels. Tunnels of spiraling pathways of Khaom's underground world: hitmen, slave trade, the usual from a criminal populace.[/i] [i]And yet, Tribune soldiers, moving throughout the tunnels.[/i]
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He snuck around, keeping note of Tribune soldiers and avoiding them.
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[i]Fabio would catch a few glimpses of Charla, as she had begun to move down beneath the labyrinth of tunnels. She had begun conversing with the Khaom soldiers, not approaching the ones from the Tribune yet. The Khaomites recognized her, though.. rebels against the Tribune control.[/i] [i]As Fabio descended deeper, he could hear.. chains, and what sounded like a mining operation.[/i]
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He followed Tribune soldiers.
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[i]Soon, Fabio would come across what appeared to have been where the animals for the arenas were kept, alongside the slaves for fighting and.. other services. Nudе men and women were kept in cages, while beasts of all categories would rattle their containers.[/i] [i]The Tribune had stopped, at a seemingly quiet elephant, before looking at the merchant that owned the beast. The merchant seemed to panic, yet he was cut short as a Tribune soldier rammed a dagger through his throat.[/i] "Cruel bаstard.." [i]The killer muttered, while more Tribune troops passed and went even lower. Charla was nowhere in sight, now - Fabio could follow the group heading even deeper, or survey the soldiers with the elephant, as one of them, a mage, exuded a green energy.[/i]
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He continued to follow.
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[i]Fabio would finally come to an end of a tunnel. A massive lock hid away the contents, while the two Tribune soldiers stopped and sighed.[/i] "This holds away the apocalypse. A fuсking locked door?" "Quiet. Rue'll go nuts if you talk about it." "So what? She's a bitсh. She can go fuсk off, or go f-" "[i]Quiet[/i]. Did you hear that?" [i]Footsteps had begun to approach the room, as a party of Khaomite troops met the two Tribune soldiers. Without a word, but a single point from a sword, the captain of the troops approached, his men following as the Tribune troops yelled out in terror.[/i] [i]Seconds later, and Fabio was graced with the torture and slaughter of two Tribune soldiers, their entrails hanging from the corpses, their mouths serving as gruesome sheaths for their own swords - literally, not making a joke there.[/i] [i]The Khaomites would soon leave the sight of the murders. Fabio could make a guess at who lead them here - Charla. Though whatever was hidden away, and how Charla knew, was up to debate.[/i]
