Rae and Marcus, May 3, 2513 Perchance to Meet a Thief II

He lets her go, not sure if he should be angry or amused. She turns to him and rubs her arm. “What, that counts, coulda been a weapon of some sort. You should be more careful.” Her voice is laced with amusement. He is now a mix of angry and amused, she is right after all. He puts his guard up again and goes in for a blow to a pressure point on her arm to cause it to go numb. She drops to the ground and lashes out a foot to his knee, which he barely avoids. She is up fairly quickly and spinning in a roundhouse kick. He ducks her leg and lands a blow to her midsection, which has her gasping for breath. He again exudes cocky confidence. “What, like we both knew you weren’t going to kick my butt?” She stands up, stiffer and takes stance. “One down, one more to go. What do I get if I do this huh?” She slowly stalks back in, watching his stance, unable to see his eyes in the dark. He lashes out at her with a quick kick to the ribs and a blow to her abdomen area again. She reel’s backwards for a moment, then presses forwards, trying to get at his midpoints. She is able to slowly work closer and closer until she through pure luck lands a blow to his shoulder. She steps back and blows a kiss at him. “And that makes two.” A sudden noise in the alleyway makes her start and turn, as she turns back she almost but not quite is able to block the blow to her neck that knocks her out.

He stands there, breathing slowly to center himself again. This distraction was interesting, but he’d have preferred to be home long before now. He is also annoyed that his newly acquired data could have been damaged. Well, not really, looking at her skill level. He looks at her prone figure and up in the direction of the noise. Only an amateur would make a mistake such as that. Still she did get in two unexpected tags. He steps into the deeper shadows, as the perpetrators of the noise get closer. It is a group of drunks, and one almost trips over the unconscious woman. He lets out a drunken curse until he notices what he almost tripped over. He then calls out to his fellow drunks, one taking a leak on the alley wall. They gather around her, making lewd dares.

He watches this from the shadows, wondering if he should intervene. Finally with a somewhat reluctant expulsion of air he steps out and makes quick work of the drunks.

He hesitantly gathers up the strange woman and tosses her on his shoulder, quickly making his way home. He gives the urinating drunk another harsh kick for urinating on his wall. He thanks Buddah that he stopped and dealt with the girl before she realized how close to his shop they were. He enters a door concealed in the shadows, already coming up with a story.

He enters into a small hallway with a door ahead and off to his left and a hallway ahead off to his right with a few doors leading off of it. Opening one of the doors he deposits the woman on a bed and then slips out, locking the door behind him. He opens a closet and takes out a change of clothes. He hides his newly acquired data disk and changes. Once changed, he hides his original clothing and slips back in to check on the unconscious girl. He flips on the light and gets a look at her. She is younger than he thought, it looks like she is still in her teens and the colorful hair would attest to that. She is a pretty girl but an utter inconvenience at this point in time and he frowns and wonders what to do with her. He settles for taking off her shoes and straightening her on the bed. He goes out the door and turns left, going through another door into a small kitchen. He returns with a cold pack and places it on her neck, surprised in the light to already see a bruise forming. Pulling a blanket over her he settles down in a chair, wishing that he could have his bed, to wait.