The Inner Gambit of Darkness - Continued (Part 4)

"You could come with us." Dane shrugged. "Or you could try knitting; sounds like a good trait to show off to your girlfriend."

He briefly considered not saying the last part, but it was just too good of an opportunity to pass up.

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Lucan watched the crazed harlequinn dash for the Castle. That couldn't be good...

The flower nymph cautiously floated behind Dramus, making sure he was far enough away to hide.

Lyn rolled her eyes at Dalikos.

She glanced towards the one who had spoken- there were still so many people there, he didn't know his name. "And where would you be going?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

She added quickly after with a scowl, "Next person who calls this sorry excuse of a man my boyfriend is getting a fist to the face." To lessen the joke, she added with a grin, "Or a punch to HIS face."

Deserax got out a red rupee and started to call out, "Place your bets! Lyn Or Dalikos? Who will walk away? Who will be horribly humiliated?" He then looked to his brother.

"Sorry but in a fight, I'd say she would kick your ass."

"She could try, but i refuse to hit women, so I really wouldn't be able to fight back."

Dramus climbed the many floors of Hyrule Castle. All the memories came to him like a magnet. The marble floors, the chandeliers...all reminders of his former gloomy self. Oh, how this filled Dramus with joy and memories. He remembered when he was dull and lifeless...what a bore...

And now here he was, getting ready for his grand finale! Oh, what a wonderific and heartstopping performance this would be! Dramus' heart skipped a beat in sheer excitement when he reached the throne room. This was it! This was it! The crowd was here too. They would laugh at him, and they would taunt him. Dramus didn't care, for he was sure to wow them with his final performance.

With a cheery smile, Dramus pranced towards the balcony like a giddy schoolgirl and looked down at Castle Town.

Smirking, Lyn reached forward, took Deserax's red rupee, and pocketed it without a word.

"Anyone else care to wave money around in my face?" she asked with a mock-innocent grin.

"50 if you knock his block off." Gwene said to Lyn, insinuating it towards Deserax.

Verron was about to place her bet, when she saw the jester enter.

"aww, come ON! who let in the fuckin clown?" walked over to the balcony to drag him out of the throne room.

"What did i do to you Gwene?" Deserax asked, ready if she actually tried it.

Dramus turned around, and unexpectedly pulled out a dagger to lunge at Verron's gut.

Cyrus grabbed Dramus' wrist before his strike could fall. "You might wish to reconsider."

Lyn grinned, holding out a hand to Gwene. "Up front," she joked.

However, before she could say any more, the clown had suddenly entered, and thrusted his dagger at Verron. Instantly she had whirled around, drawn her bow, and had an arrow docked and ready, aimed at the failed assassin.

Dalikos and Deserax both pulled out there swords and held them at the ready.

"You are a rude bunch! Rude, rude, rude!" Dramus shouted, but with a big grin on his face. "Dramus climbed aaaaall the way up here to perform his last trick, and what do you dooo? You try to throw Dramus out. Tsk, tsk, tsk. Soooo inconsiderate."

"You want to go out with a bang?" Cyrus asked coldly. "Then let me accommodate your needs." with a strong fist, Cyrus sent his speeding at Dramus' gut.

Lyn took a few steps forward, her arrow still drawn and her eyes narrowed.

"I say we give this nutball what he wants- curtains," she snarled, training the tip of her arrow on the clown's throat.

"Any one got a huge shepherds cane we can use?" Deserax asked.

Verron stared wide eyed at the Jester. this guy was off the deep end. "what the hell kind of trick did you have in mind?!" she was almost afraid to hear the answer.

"Swords will have to do." Dane replied to Deserax's comment. He poured his energy into Joyeuse and prepared to strike if need be.

Dramus keeled over, but did so while laughing. "So...you still continue to taunt Dramus, eh? That's fine. Let it aaaall out..." he said in a pained voice while clutching his gut on the floor. He coughed and laughed some more.

Lyn's arrow couldn't get any further pulled back. She narrowed her eyes.

"Just say the word, and I'll open his throat right here and now."

Cyrus had had enough, he grabbed Dramus by the scruff of the shirt and dragged him back out to the balcony. When out there had held him close to the edge. "You final call. Do you have any last words?"

Dane lowered Joyeuse, not sure if the fool was going to actually put up a fight.

From behind the balcony door, Lucan watched carefully.

((I'm not sure if you're stalking chat at all Tango and Hillsy, but if you're looking for an apology look on the second to last page.))

(In RP mode, not in chat mood, that and I'm busy cooking tea.)

Verron saw the guts spill out of the clown, and a disgusting taste filled her mouth. she fell to her knees and vomited.