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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    Careful what he stole next time?! The whole affair had scared him near to the point he had considered giving up thieving altogether. The Erlking wasn't the only bad thing out there - especially if more bloody myths were going to turn out to be real things. He took a loooong swig of the rum to...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    "Oh yeah... that's what they do with the alcohol..." Still a sorry waste of rum in his opinion. He dabbed at the wet skin before he pressed the needle through her skin. Now, Jace would have gutted anyone who commented, but his skill with a needle went far beyond simply stitching one too many...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    "Drinks all around!" Jace grinned, sashaying back with a dusty bottle of rum in one hand and a sewing kit in the other. He dropped to the floor in front of her without a second thought - most of the furniture was knackered and rat infested - jokes aside. He used his teeth to pull the stopper out...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    "Has anyone told you you're fuckin' scary?" Jace muttered, eyeing up the bloody palm being held before him. It was easy to imagine it was someone else's blood running down her arm after she had yanked some vital organ out of their chest for not giving her the stupid book back. Eager to have it...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    "Won 'em." The change in conversation brought back the thief's mischievous smile. "No," he sounded so proud in that one word and his chest even seemed to puff up the slightest bit. It was overshadowed by his next words though as he boyishly corrected himself. "Well, not without some practise...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    "I don' speak to 'em!" He cried and shot a glare at her over his shoulder. "Itch can speak to 'em, an' I don't know what she does to 'em but they can speak to 'er too. Or through 'em if she's around... I think," he'd never really understood what his friend did and he had a sneaky suspicion she...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    "Itch is me best friend," Jace explained with a shrug. "We grew up on the streets together," well. Under the streets was probably a better description for what Itch had done but the sentiment was the same. Without her Jace would have gone hungry and likely died - or worse. The streets were not...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    Jace had imagined a beautiful woman falling on him many times as he tossed and turned in his little mouldy straw bed. Their eyes would meet, there would be a rush of emotion and feeling and then they would kiss. He hadn't been expecting to get a mouthful of hair and dirt whilst she crushed the...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    "I can't!" Jace searched through the cards as they ran and swore when she fell. The club was in utter chaos now with people running for the exits without a care of who they trampled or what they broke. Tables and chairs were flipped over in the sea of people, people lay dazed and bloodied on the...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    Jace didn't need telling twice to run like hell itself was trying to swallow him whole. He did, however, had the decency to turn and grab a hold of Fraeya's wrist and boldly pull her after him. The bodyguard went crashing into the wall behind where she had been standing a second later but the...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    It took a few minutes to get his breathing under control and to scan the room for Fraeya. "Full House," he smirked and laid the cards down on the table in front of him. There was a collective groan from his opponents as he dragged the winnings towards him. It was probably a good thing that...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    "Heeeere... booky booky booky..." Jace murmured as he prowled along the shelves, scrutinising every spine. He was pretty sure it had been blue - or was it brown? - fuck but it would help if he wasn't so gods damned colour blind! He stopped in front of the last column and cocked his head to the...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    "Ah, fuck." Three walls of Kressa's office were dominated by huge oak bookcases, each one tightly packed with ancient tomes of some kind or other. He racked his brains trying to remember what exactly the book he had stolen looked like but he had been hoping to go off 'old and battered' to get...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    The crowd fell to the thrall of Fraeya's song as though it were magic. Jace wasn't convinced it wasn't no matter what she claimed. People raised in the faerie worlds were changed. That's what made their own parents drive them out if they came back somehow. More than once he had tried to decide...
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    Private Tales I robbed Tinkerbell?!

    Jace swaggered along behind the pair, shooting the bodyguards a grin that nearly lost him his head. Guest or not. He hurried to keep up with the other two after that though it was quite hard. The gambling tables called to him like a sirens song. A few of the patrons surrounding them glanced up...