High Reward: Yes Please!

[*Selebius]

Running over Sigil's rooftops is an art.

It is not about balance or about how well you can jump. It is mostly about where to step.

You see there is no snow in Sigil and no winds- so why spend a lot of jink on sturdy roofs? A single misstep might cause the roof to break and the roofhopping sneak to pay a surprise visit to whatever lies under said roof.

However both Jewel and Sana know this art (or are just really lucky) so they arrive where they want to be (after taking some rather long 'detours' 'cause there are no real streetsigns on the roofs and berks to ask for directions are hard to find as well), looking down at something that could be an old butcher's shop.

The street is desolate, windows of the houses and shops on both sides are nailed shot and through gaps in the roof both can see debris and trash littering the rooms inside- which of course does not prevent squatters to live in there nor some of the jinkskirts to see their costumers in this degenerated places.

Not far from the shop there a woman and a man are haggling about prices with a jinkskirt who has clearly seen better days while other whores are watching.
In a corner not far from them are three thugs- perhaps there to prevent trouble, perhaps looking for some.
One of them wears a wicked spiked gauntlet- old harmonium armour modified to suit his new owner's needs.

[*LiquidDreamer]

Sana eyes widen slightly at this act of bravado, as she doesn't understand why Jewel would give up the element of surprise even though she has set down traps. Still ever cautious, then stops where she is and prepares to watch the confrontation, perhaps lending some minor help to Jewel is the need arises.

[*Selebius]

The group is silent now, staring up at the girl. Hey- this is Sigil so you expect to meet some barmys each day and perhaps even a few more tomorrow so they are not that surprised.

This silence does not last for long and the chuckling starts and there are some rather rude and lewd comments about what qualities Savrn might have to lure a girl to seek him out that deep in the hive.

Then the man wearing that gauntlet steps forward, grinning up at Jewel, giving a mocking bow. He is as ugly as muscular, perhaps having his share of orc or even giant blood (or both- you can never be sure in the Hive. Or Sigil) his head shaven but covered in crude tattoos, his clothes a mix of leather and salvaged parts of maille.

"That would be me lass! What do you want beside the obvious?!", he calls up to her, groping his crotch in a crude way at the last part of the sentence- which results in his companions laughing and hooting again.

From her position Sana notices one of his companion descreetly readying two throwing axes and the way this man moves shows her that those are a lot more experienced than the thugs they encountered earlier in the streets.

[*LiquidDreamer]

Sana puts away her blades and instead goes for her lighting and acid shortbow and takes aim at the thug with the throwing axes. She moves slowly if she has to reposition herself for a better shot. If he throws them, he will have a few arrows in his neck to show for his efforts.

[*A Tad Doltish]

A typical and tawdry behavior she had come to expect from the men of deficient education. It was also predictable, and a feature which she was more than keen to abuse. Since in her own mind she had the looks and by the sounds of their rowdy taunts so did they! So the approach was to be that of a mutual flirtation, however her take to it was a far more articulate and sophisticated approach.

"Ha! I heard from a local woman about your particular area of expertise! So I just had to come and "see" for myself!" she applies the quotation marks around the word 'see' with both hands index and middlefingers and then leaned against her knees with her hands, a long practised pose to flash a little to make the simpletons less smart due to unrealistic expectations. "All these exploits of getting clothes off of even the decent people made me quite skeptic, but sure enough! You look a lot like the tales!" poking out her index finger and plopping it on her plush lower lip, protruding a thoughtful and coy expression "But why don't you come up here? Surely a big hunk like yourself isn't afraid of heights, and learning just how much I want to..." what came then was lipped inaudibly, but she smiled quite sensually afterwards.

Truly the only tragic part of her flirtation was that it all actually was true, even if getting "clothes off" was technically a harmonium armor from a male, it was merely the curl of tongue to make it sound quite something else than they may expect. She was expecting two possible outcomes, first was that the man would be actually a lot more introspective than she originally assumed and as such not quite as vulnerable to carnal suggestions. The second outcome was that he was every bit as much of a loser he so far successfully made out to be.

[*Selebius]

The thugs look at each other and of course they now how to teach that cocky brat a lesson- barmy or not that girl just must be shown her place.

This street is their home turf so they know the best way to reach the roofs- but of course they did not expect the traps.

The bell trap was ignored completely- the soft chiming drowned by their battle cry.

However the thunder of the sonic traps was not so easily ignored, shredding skin and flesh, wood and plaster.
The house was not very stable to begin with but with the violent borsts of sound ripping through its already questionable structure the building is collapsing and the roof comes tumbling down- Jewel included.

Sana's arrows hit the axe throwing guy in the back as he tries to throw one of his weapons at Jewel and he grunts, letting himself fall back into the cover of a few crates.

A cloud of dust is rising from where the building crashed down, some screams of the wounded eerily loud.

((Gimme a Tumble and Spot from Jewel please and a Spot from Sana as well. ))

[*A Tad Doltish]

((Tumble: 35 and Spot: 3 (she also has eye-glasses, which could easily become relevant during this mess!) She is a nearsighted.))

In the hindsight she probably should have considered a couple of things. First of all: The trouble of getting here because of the poor condition of the rooftops. And second: Not trying to induce potentially lethal force to a person you're trying to pry information out of!

But then while Jewel may be fairly cunning person, her capability to perceive the long term ramifications were fairly inadequate. When the rooftop collapsed she tried her best to defy gravity and stay on top of the rooftop, or at minimum soften the blow by not trying to fight against the incredible forces, and instead use what comes naturally to her untamed personality; let the currents carry her and diverting the course of the force away from her bones and vitals for the ideally minimal ill effect to herself.

[*LiquidDreamer]

[Spot is 19+0=19!]

<I>After loosening those two arrows, Sana goes to move off the rooftop is it looks like the building she is standing on is going to crumble like the other one </i>.

[*Selebius]

Jewel is lucky and nimble enough to not hurt herself too much and she manages to break her fall well and she also avoids most of the sharp and jagged pieces of wood.

There is a sharp pain in her left thigh and she dimly notices a bleeding gash the dust surrounding her hurting her throat and eyes and it also settles on her glasses impairing her vision even more.

So it is no surprise that she lost her targets but some cursing shows that at least one of them is alive.

Sana has an easier time, the building she is on was shaken by the detonations but did not collapse. She sees the guy behind the crates pulling the arrows out and drinking a potion and she notices something or someone approsching Jewel from behind, the dust making it hard to see more.

[*A Tad Doltish]

It hurt and continued to hurt because of the splinters and worst of all her outfit was just ruined! But she was concious, able to move and alive so not all was terrible. The pain on the thigh of course didn't help, but she wasn't out of the danger just yet. At least one of the sods were alive, and she needed only one of them in anycase. However she didn't know the condition of the second one, nor really the first one either other than they were alive.

The glasses were useless, so she removed them. Sure her sight was a bit more blurry and the squinting didn't help either, but it was better to see things blurry than not see at all. Besides it wouldn't matter so much in the close quarters and she didn't expect to try to fight them from afar.

Jewel drew out the invisible blades finally from their sheaths, and attempted to make a use of the dust and confusion to hide into the rubble to catch them off-guard again. Of course she wasn't aware that she wasn't only one trying to hunt the others during the confusion! But she knew the location of the swearing person just because they made such a ruckuss.