"Alright. Here, yah are, your rooms."
"Thank you, thank you, thank you." They said, bowing deeply at the leading lady.
She wasn't the one at the front desk but another frightening lady they thought wore too much makeup.
Her powdered face with her overly drawn clown makeup was too eye-catching.
Seeing that she had finished her task, she didn't bother with their nonsense, heading back downstairs to catch more fun.
She liked escorting guests up, seducing and following them into their rooms for a little more money.
But with these paupers, how dare she waste a second of her time standing in their presence?
The lady's face was completely distorted in disgust the faster she fled.
However, things weren't always as they seemed because the moment she left, the demeanor of these seemingly harmless peasants suddenly changed!
"We don't have much time."
"Right!" Everyone else replied in unison, entering their rooms hastily.
The air seemed calm and steady, with the many visitors young about their night as they reckoned, not knowing that a dangerous storm would soon hit the place.
.
"And what can I do for yah' gentlemen."
~Pap.
"Information."
The front desk girl glanced at the satchel thrown at her, slowly returning it, opening it up and being shocked silly.
1, 2, 3, 4.... 20!
This... This... This...
There were 20 silver coins in the bag!
That's 2,000 copper coins! That's a little over half a year of her salary.
The girl's mouth hung wide open, already daydreaming about how she was going to use the money in the future.
Immediately, her heart skipped countless beats as she hastily closed the bag and smiled at the 2 cloaked gentlemen standing before her.
Lying trough. Was she about to become a rich lady overnight?
Looking at the men before her from head to toe, she got a few glimpses of expensive military attire underneath their ordinary black cloaks.
No doubt about it; they were probably under the leadership of some wealthy guy.
But what did they want here with her? What sort of information could interest them this much?
Well, it didn't matter because she would do whatever it took to keep these 20 silver coins. Of course, her boys at the corner had seen them throw the bag towards her. So she would have to give them something too... That is, after she secretly took out 10 silver coins and hid them away from their watchful eyes.
The lady raised their cries playfully: "Me' lords... I'm at your service."
"Good."
...
One minute was all they spent before leaving the scene like crazy, heading towards the City Lord's estate.
That's where Java was planning to spend the night.
Now, with information of where the guests were staying, all that was left was for them to hit hard.
Tch!
If not for fear of ruining Java's unique reputation, they would've long taken out these ungrateful lowlifes.
But not to matter, tonight, they'll drag these bastards back to reality!
The men laughed and sneered, leaving the scene with cruel expressions on their faces.
And the moment they left, the lady nodded at her guys, who then went back to check on their newly arrived guests.
~Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Ye-yes... Who's there?" Landon responded, inching his way towards the door calmly.
His voice vastly differed from his sturdy appearance.
"Sorry, mate. We're just doing one last round of checks, wondering if you really won't be eating or taking anything. Today, the bar might close up earlier than we expected. We seem to be running out of booze. So anything for the night?"
"No~~... We're good. Thank you, but we just want to rest now."
Want to rest? Perfect!
The tavern men secretly grinned, confirming that the prey had no intention of leaving the scene or leaving their rooms anytime soon.
Good. Good...
Maybe if they did a great job, they would be rewarded some more money, right?
Hmph! They didn't know how these peasants managed to anger such powerful people.
Hearing what they wanted to hear, they abruptly left the scene, not wanting to look too suspicious or alert the prey on any weird behaviors.
.
~Din. Din. Din. Din. Din.~
A few people with their ears by the doors, all focused on the fading creaking noises of the burly tavern men.
And soon enough, they did Okay signs to those behind them.
Landon was in one room, and Josh was in another, with their teams. However, they both knew the plan.
"Chalk!" Landon called out. "Lipstick! Eye pencil!"
Even though they were on a mission, they had kept simple items like chalk and little feminine products that would easily be destroyed or discarded at will.
Of course, everything was crushed and wrapped in paper when taking them out on missions.
Additionally, underneath their peasant attires was another set of pleasant attires too.
~Shrip!
Landon tore the sac-like attires, creating scarves and headbands for the ladies to change their hairdos.
The earlier contoured make-up that looked sickly and frail was wiped clean to some extent, changing their appearances yet again.
Like so, they began discussing themselves diligently. Some also took the remaining clothes, bundled them up, strategically placed them under their clothes and tied their rope belts under it, creating a pot-belly on their stomachs.
Some ladies also looked pregnant too.
1, 2, 3.... Josh ganged on the thin walls, indicating that they were ready. Likewise, Landon also did the same too.
And sure enough, it was soon time to go!
Good. It was time to take a leap of faith.
.
Very slowly, they opened their wooden windows, peeking outside, up, down and around.
"Graner (Landon's codename), the air is fresh and clean."
Meaning, the coast was clear.
"Hmmmm..." Landon claimed in a low tune, secretly watching the drunken men 3 stories down.
Luckily for them, the room they were given was at a close jumping range to one of the few tall and bulky trees around the premises.
Everyone grounded a few more pieces of chill on their hands, ready to make the jump.
Their hearts drummed vigorously, feeling a whiff of excitement in the air.
Time was running out. And they had to flee and look for other accommodations before 2 A.M!
So it was now or never!
"Alright. Here, yah are, your rooms."
"Thank you, thank you, thank you." They said, bowing deeply at the leading lady.
She wasn't the one at the front desk but another frightening lady they thought wore too much makeup.
Her powdered face with her overly drawn clown makeup was too eye-catching.
Seeing that she had finished her task, she didn't bother with their nonsense, heading back downstairs to catch more fun.
She liked escorting guests up, seducing and following them into their rooms for a little more money.
But with these paupers, how dare she waste a second of her time standing in their presence?
The lady's face was completely distorted in disgust the faster she fled.
However, things weren't always as they seemed because the moment she left, the demeanor of these seemingly harmless peasants suddenly changed!
"We don't have much time."
"Right!" Everyone else replied in unison, entering their rooms hastily.
The air seemed calm and steady, with the many visitors young about their night as they reckoned, not knowing that a dangerous storm would soon hit the place.
.
"And what can I do for yah' gentlemen."
~Pap.
"Information."
The front desk girl glanced at the satchel thrown at her, slowly returning it, opening it up and being shocked silly.
1, 2, 3, 4.... 20!
This... This... This...
There were 20 silver coins in the bag!
That's 2,000 copper coins! That's a little over half a year of her salary.
The girl's mouth hung wide open, already daydreaming about how she was going to use the money in the future.
Immediately, her heart skipped countless beats as she hastily closed the bag and smiled at the 2 cloaked gentlemen standing before her.
Lying trough. Was she about to become a rich lady overnight?
Looking at the men before her from head to toe, she got a few glimpses of expensive military attire underneath their ordinary black cloaks.
No doubt about it; they were probably under the leadership of some wealthy guy.
But what did they want here with her? What sort of information could interest them this much?
Well, it didn't matter because she would do whatever it took to keep these 20 silver coins. Of course, her boys at the corner had seen them throw the bag towards her. So she would have to give them something too... That is, after she secretly took out 10 silver coins and hid them away from their watchful eyes.
The lady raised their cries playfully: "Me' lords... I'm at your service."
"Good."
...
One minute was all they spent before leaving the scene like crazy, heading towards the City Lord's estate.
That's where Java was planning to spend the night.
Now, with information of where the guests were staying, all that was left was for them to hit hard.
Tch!
If not for fear of ruining Java's unique reputation, they would've long taken out these ungrateful lowlifes.
But not to matter, tonight, they'll drag these bastards back to reality!
The men laughed and sneered, leaving the scene with cruel expressions on their faces.
And the moment they left, the lady nodded at her guys, who then went back to check on their newly arrived guests.
~Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Ye-yes... Who's there?" Landon responded, inching his way towards the door calmly.
His voice vastly differed from his sturdy appearance.
"Sorry, mate. We're just doing one last round of checks, wondering if you really won't be eating or taking anything. Today, the bar might close up earlier than we expected. We seem to be running out of booze. So anything for the night?"
"No~~... We're good. Thank you, but we just want to rest now."
Want to rest? Perfect!
The tavern men secretly grinned, confirming that the prey had no intention of leaving the scene or leaving their rooms anytime soon.
Good. Good...
Maybe if they did a great job, they would be rewarded some more money, right?
Hmph! They didn't know how these peasants managed to anger such powerful people.
Hearing what they wanted to hear, they abruptly left the scene, not wanting to look too suspicious or alert the prey on any weird behaviors.
.
~Din. Din. Din. Din. Din.~
A few people with their ears by the doors, all focused on the fading creaking noises of the burly tavern men.
And soon enough, they did Okay signs to those behind them.
Landon was in one room, and Josh was in another, with their teams. However, they both knew the plan.
"Chalk!" Landon called out. "Lipstick! Eye pencil!"
Even though they were on a mission, they had kept simple items like chalk and little feminine products that would easily be destroyed or discarded at will.
Of course, everything was crushed and wrapped in paper when taking them out on missions.
Additionally, underneath their peasant attires was another set of pleasant attires too.
~Shrip!
Landon tore the sac-like attires, creating scarves and headbands for the ladies to change their hairdos.
The earlier contoured make-up that looked sickly and frail was wiped clean to some extent, changing their appearances yet again.
Like so, they began discussing themselves diligently. Some also took the remaining clothes, bundled them up, strategically placed them under their clothes and tied their rope belts under it, creating a pot-belly on their stomachs.
Some ladies also looked pregnant too.
1, 2, 3.... Josh ganged on the thin walls, indicating that they were ready. Likewise, Landon also did the same too.
And sure enough, it was soon time to go!
Good. It was time to take a leap of faith.
.
Very slowly, they opened their wooden windows, peeking outside, up, down and around.
"Graner (Landon's codename), the air is fresh and clean."
Meaning, the coast was clear.
"Hmmmm..." Landon claimed in a low tune, secretly watching the drunken men 3 stories down.
Luckily for them, the room they were given was at a close jumping range to one of the few tall and bulky trees around the premises.
Everyone grounded a few more pieces of chill on their hands, ready to make the jump.
Their hearts drummed vigorously, feeling a whiff of excitement in the air.
Time was running out. And they had to flee and look for other accommodations before 2 A.M!
So it was now or never!
