Arrival ~open~ VIII

[robin]

{OOC - Ash is making me post! So I do actually start the next page!)

There was something different about Luke and Kate than there had been between himself and Marian. Certainly they were close, and they had that sort of air about them. But she cared about him in a different way than that he was sure. Like a sister does her brother. He eyed the hug and then turned to Marian, who seemed eager to leave.

”We need to get you a bag to put your things in,” he stated before crossing the room to the door, ”I need to take care of some Guards,” he flashed his cheekiest of smiles to the group, more aimed at Marian, trying to win her around out of her small grump. Small being an understatement.

”Luke? I can’t get them all on my own,” he suggested without saying before walking briskly out of the door, keeping to the buildings. He turned a corner quickly coming face to face with a guard. Shouts of ‘Robin Hood!’ came from the guard for a moment, before he made quick work of the fellows state of consciousness, and grabbed the man’s uniform.

[marian]

oh no you dont Marian thought, she was coming to. The more uniforms, the more time they had.
She moved out of the way to let Robin and Luke pass, and walked quietly and unassuming after them, they weren't walking for long before they came across their first victim. The weedy guard recognised Robin straight away, but before he could even get out a real cry for help, he was on the floor, out cold, with Robin pulling him by his legs into the alleyway as they stripped him of is armour.

As Robin was busy dealing with the guard, Marian scouted for her potential outfit, she wasn't too keen on the armour;she had never worn it before and had heard it to be heavy, but she focused on a lone guard who was trying (with little sucess) to seduce a young market girl.
Eyes narrowed in anger she weaved her way over to guard and the peasent, who was trying to pull away from the man who now had her arm.

Reaching him, Marian tapped him on the shoulder, squaring up to him as he turned, the arragance in him annoying her even more "Lady Marian!" he slurred, it was obvious he was drunk "You're not supposed to be heeere...!" He stopped and as his eyes wondered, and he spat "How's about a kiss to seal my lips?" Swaying as he made a hand towards her and pursing his lips.
"Kiss this!" She drew her arm back and brought it forward with such force the man was flung into the market stand, spilling its contents to the floor, a few guards looked up, but merely chuckled to eachother, thinking he had passed out from the drink, not a punch from the pretty young girl stood infront of him, who they luckily didn't recognise.
"Thank you m'lady." stammered the young market girl, nodding as she spoke.
"Thank me by not seeing me " Marian whispered ushering to a stunned Robin and Luke to help her heave the guard behind the stall.

[Luke Scarlett]

Luke knew Allan wanted to get Kate to himself and he couldn't help feeling slightly annoyed. He was a thief and an outlaw, not the kind of person he wanted chasing after Kate at all. He knew it was a hypocritical to be thinking that, since his own brother was an outlaw too, but he'd also heard all about Allan's reputation for looking out for himself above everyone else. Suddenly Luke wasn't quite so eager to get going, he didn't want to leave Kate alone, which was stupid because her father was only in the next room. Kate was like a sister to him and, even though she hadn't seemed to mind Allan's shameless flirting, he still felt the need to protect her.

Djaq had already left in the direction of the forest, presumably to go to the camp and make that black powder, whatever it was. Luke wanted to linger behind and warn Allan off, tell him not to try anything, but both Robin and Marian were already heading in the direction of the door and Robin had asked for his help collecting guard uniforms. Settling for a quick and meaningful glare in Allan's direction, which he didn't even think the outlaw noticed, Luke turned and left Kate's mill.

Luke lingered for a moment as Robin and Marian made quick work of two guards. He wasn't sure how to go about stealing a guard uniform and the only person he'd ever knocked out was Will which had been an accident. Finally, he picked his target. A short stocky guard was standing off towards the edge of the square, near the stables where Marian had been tied up, and he'd set him helmet on the ground. Luke could steal the helmet to draw the guard away, or if the guard didn't notice then at least he'd have a helmet right?

He approached at a jog and stooped to run past the guard, planning to pick up the helmet without even stopping. His fingers grasped the metal rim and he picked up speed. He didn't get more than two steps away when a rough hand grasped him by the scruff of the neck and yanked him back. Luke let out an undignified squawk and he dropped the helmet, bringing his hands up to his neck to try and loosen the fabric of his shirt which was cutting off his air supply.

”Just where do you think you're going with that boy?” The guard roared in his ear. His voice was gruff and his breath was stale, little bits of spit splattered on the side of Luke's face. ”Don't think I didn't see you watching me, you little thief!” Luke let out a strangled gasp, he'd somehow managed to pick on the only observant guard in the whole of Knighton. The guard lifted him a little higher and Luke twisted about, desperately trying to get free.

”I think it's a night in the cells for you lad. I'll let the Sheriff decide whether or not to hang you in the morning.” The guard let out a sadistic chuckle and Luke whimpered, his movements becoming all the more frantic at the thought of ending up in the dungeons again. His elbow flew back wildly and connected with something and then the grip on his shirt loosened. The guard slumped to the ground, his nose bloody and Luke landed in a heap next to him. He'd somehow managed to knock the man out during the struggle. He grinned with relief, his heart still pounding in his chest then got up, preparing to drag the unconscious guard back over to the stables. It hadn't quite gone to plan, but at least he'd managed it.