Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20200111044526/@comment-44464716-20200111164556

I plead for her not to do that. "I wanted to say goodbye and that she wasn't what I was looking for and all that stuff, and it all would've been true, but she seemed like she wasn't going to take no for an answer. Please, just let me leave."

She just smirks. "No can do, boy. You should be grateful you even found a girl."

"Ugh," I mutter. "Look; you can let me leave, or you can pay to repair whatever damage happens to your bar as I escape."

At that point, she pulls out her whip. "Are you threatening me, boy?" I then draw my sword that I had hidden in my coat. With one quick motion, I reduce her whip to half the length it was before.

"I may be a bit tipsy, but I know how to use a sword, and I know how to fight mamono. Let me leave, now." It is then that I hear the door open behind me, but it isn't to let me leave. My arms are grabbed by two orcs, and my sword is taken away from me.

"The driver has arrived" One of the orcs tells the dark elf.

"Good. Escort him to the car."

I struggle and resist as much as I can, and I warn them to let me go immediately, but who am I kidding? I'm unarmed and I'm being dragged out of the bar by my arms. It is then that I hear the sound of a sword being drawn. The orcs abruptly stop, and I look in the direction of the sound. It's a woman in a black dress. With her head down, her hat obstructs her face, so I can't see if she's a human or a mamono.

"Let the boy go" she simply demands as she points her sword at the orcs. "I saw the whole thing; he was on a bad date with a woman who wouldn't hear the word, 'no'. Let him go."

"You can't boss us around; only the boss can!" One of the orcs retorts. They put their fists up to fight her, and in so doing, they unwittingly let me go. What idiots... I immediately but quietly try to get to the door without the orcs noticing. During my escape, I'm able to get a better look at this mysterious woman, and she is truly something: she's not only breathtakingly beautiful, but she's also incredible with a sword, as she soundly beats those orcs in a matter of minutes. I was wanting to escape, but I can't help but stare, completely amazed. After beating the orcs, she turns toward me.

"What are you doing?! Get out of here!"

I notice that she's red-eyed. Definitely a mamono, and a Dhampir at that. But then I notice that the orcs are beginning to get back up.

"Not without you," I say before pointing to the orcs, "You've angered them; you also need to run."

She looks back at the orcs, who are now grabbing mugs and broken bottles to use as weapons.

"You have a good point." She and I then dart out of that bar and get as far away from it as we can. We both eventually stop to catch our breath, and I use the opportunity to show my gratitude.

"Thanks for saving me," I tell her.

"No problem," She answers, "I don't like mamono that treat men as something beneath them... pun not intended." I just laugh a little.

"You know; you're really good with a sword. Though you tend to leave yourself unprotected when you cut high. Perhaps we could meet again, and I could show you some techniques I know?"

She just smiles. "I think I would like that. How about tomorrow afternoon? We can meet here."

I smile. "I think I would like that."