Sylvester kicked to one side, and the ice spread onto the building where he had been, forming a bridge to the assassin. This was what Sylvester had needed. With the man lacking metal armor, Sylvester lacked the ability to get a sufficiently accurate shock at him. But with a bridge of ice right next to him leading to the man, Sylvester had this won.
As he swung back towards it, he used his right hand to unleash a devastatingly strong bolt of lightening into it. At the other end of the bridge of ice, the man keeled over, apparently unconscious. Sylvester released the other two meters of his chain that he had kept concealed from the man in order to give the impression that he was helpless, dropped to the ground, picked his glasses back up, and walked closer to the assassin.
At a range of 2 meters Sylvester unleashed another bolt of lightening into his unconscious opponent. It was not a strong one, but it was just for safety purposes. Sylvester had serious doubts about whether the man had actually been unconscious, and that was just to make certain that he was.
He walked back to his still hanging chain, shinned up it, and unhooked it from the gutter before climbing down a drainpipe. Once down again, he tied the man up on the end of his chain. it started as a collar, but got more complicated then that. The In order to secure it in place and protect himself from another ice attack, Sylvester finished by ramming the spike on the end of the chain through the hands of the assassin, locking them together. This procedure woke the man up, and he emitted a scream of pain that Sylvester silenced by putting another bolt of lightening into him.
Dragging the man along on his now considerably shorter chain, he headed to the bed and breakfast he had made reservations at. At the desk, the attendant asked his name.
"Sylvester Zariel, although you've got my down as Hulian. And this man" he said, taking out Damien's mark and showing it to her, "is going to stay with me and be given breakfast tomorrow on the house."
The attendant nodded, and showed Sylvester to his room. He dragged the unconscious assassin up the stairs with difficulty, payed the attendant, and asked if he could be given a wakeup call.
"But don't enter." he said. "I'm setting up traps to stop more assassins coming for me, and I don't want to be blamed for someone else getting skewered or something."
The attendant nodded at him, and left. He tied the chain in a complex knot around the leg a heavy and durable looking wardrobe in the corner, lay the assassin down next to it, and decided that it would be a good day to go to sleep early. It was now 5 o'clock, and that would give him 14 hours sleep with his 7 o'clock wakeup call. Just what he needed in order to stay fresh for tomorrow. Besides, by then, news of his false name usage should have spread across the town, and it would be a good time to get out fast.
Sylvester set up a few traps using some of the items in the room. It wasn't anything as serious as he had made out, they were simply to make any potential assassins yell in pain. After adapting one of these for every possible entrance to the room, he lay back in his bed and went to sleep...
As he swung back towards it, he used his right hand to unleash a devastatingly strong bolt of lightening into it. At the other end of the bridge of ice, the man keeled over, apparently unconscious. Sylvester released the other two meters of his chain that he had kept concealed from the man in order to give the impression that he was helpless, dropped to the ground, picked his glasses back up, and walked closer to the assassin.
At a range of 2 meters Sylvester unleashed another bolt of lightening into his unconscious opponent. It was not a strong one, but it was just for safety purposes. Sylvester had serious doubts about whether the man had actually been unconscious, and that was just to make certain that he was.
He walked back to his still hanging chain, shinned up it, and unhooked it from the gutter before climbing down a drainpipe. Once down again, he tied the man up on the end of his chain. it started as a collar, but got more complicated then that. The In order to secure it in place and protect himself from another ice attack, Sylvester finished by ramming the spike on the end of the chain through the hands of the assassin, locking them together. This procedure woke the man up, and he emitted a scream of pain that Sylvester silenced by putting another bolt of lightening into him.
Dragging the man along on his now considerably shorter chain, he headed to the bed and breakfast he had made reservations at. At the desk, the attendant asked his name.
"Sylvester Zariel, although you've got my down as Hulian. And this man" he said, taking out Damien's mark and showing it to her, "is going to stay with me and be given breakfast tomorrow on the house."
The attendant nodded, and showed Sylvester to his room. He dragged the unconscious assassin up the stairs with difficulty, payed the attendant, and asked if he could be given a wakeup call.
"But don't enter." he said. "I'm setting up traps to stop more assassins coming for me, and I don't want to be blamed for someone else getting skewered or something."
The attendant nodded at him, and left. He tied the chain in a complex knot around the leg a heavy and durable looking wardrobe in the corner, lay the assassin down next to it, and decided that it would be a good day to go to sleep early. It was now 5 o'clock, and that would give him 14 hours sleep with his 7 o'clock wakeup call. Just what he needed in order to stay fresh for tomorrow. Besides, by then, news of his false name usage should have spread across the town, and it would be a good time to get out fast.
Sylvester set up a few traps using some of the items in the room. It wasn't anything as serious as he had made out, they were simply to make any potential assassins yell in pain. After adapting one of these for every possible entrance to the room, he lay back in his bed and went to sleep...
Again, sorry for the really long post.
Also, I'm moving my time line a bit faster then yours for now, but unless there is some form of intervention from one of you somehow, my character will just wake up at the 7 o'clock wakeup call, so I'll correct it then.
Also, I'm moving my time line a bit faster then yours for now, but unless there is some form of intervention from one of you somehow, my character will just wake up at the 7 o'clock wakeup call, so I'll correct it then.
