“No, no, we’re good. Thanks” Kathlin called back through the heavy wooden door to Frarn amiably. Liaena meanwhile, looked like a deer caught in headlights briefly before she composed herself at the very audible voices of Donald and Astrid emanating out of her satchel as they cried out for help.
“Light…Dammit. Why does this have to happen all at once?”
Looking up to catch Ashei’s gimlet eye, Liaena allowed her shoulders to slump in a defeatist sort of way at the Night Elf standing over her. “Alright! Alright. I’ll show you”
Clutching her satchel as she turned it around to face her, Liaena grabbed onto one of the lumps inside and gave it a hard squeeze through the fabric as she slowly undid the buckle holding it closed. The cries of Astrid and Donald had reached feverish pitches as they professed their profound innocence and the wickedness of their ordeal, which was almost completely drowning out the other noise that was now emanating from the satchel. “This wasn’t my fault, okay? I didn’t mean any harm…”
Ticktickticktickticktickticktick…
Gathering the satchel in her arms, Liaena straightened up to her full height as she shoved the open mouth of the bag up towards Ashei’s face for her to look into. Standing over by the door as she watched the proceedings, Kathlin promptly covered her face with one arm.
Tickticktickticktick—BANG!
An intense flash of light accompanied the loud crack that emanated from Liaena’s satchel, burning and blinding the eyes of anyone who happened to be looking that way when the flash-bang went off. As Ashei reeled back, Liaena stuck the muzzle of her elephant gun – which had recently appeared – into her stomach and squeezed off two shots.
BLAM – BLAM!
Careening backwards across the room, Ashei hit the door and smashed it clean off its hinges to plaster her against the wall on the other side of the corridor with sticky paste. Looking out through the hole that had been created, Kathlin caught Frarns eyes – who seemed to have avoided the carnage- barely, to give him a weak smile. “Well, not good exactly…but I think it’s all under control now. Sort of. I should go”
“Why did you even bring her?” Liaena spat at Rithrynn, before snapping her bag shut again and setting off to where Doin lay in the corner. The other girl joined her quickly as she knelt down next to the groaning Dwarf. “I don’t think he’s concussed, Li. Just shocked”
“What in tha….” Frarn was still standing in the doorway, looking at the chaos that had wrecked in the room. “Wha in Bronzebeard’s bronze ass-cheeks happened? Liaena?”
“Oh” Liaena glanced up quickly, to give the dwarf an apologetic smile. “Hi, Frarn. Sorry about the mess. I’m Li. Long story.”
“She is Li” Kathlin was quick to volunteer, before giving the other a quizzical look. “You are Li? Are we not doing that anymore?”
“Well, not if the whole world knows there isn’t much point, which is what some people seem to want to happen…” Liaena groused bitterly, before looking up to catch Rithrynn’s eye. “Do something useful and get the guy you brained a chair, would you?”