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Escorting Them To Safety [Citizen's Plea - Caspian]

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#1Caspian Kaldwin 

Escorting Them To Safety [Citizen's Plea - Caspian] Empty Mon Nov 11, 2019 4:00 am

Caspian Kaldwin
Deep pummels echoed through out the alley ways, as there he was, Caspian Kaldwin dressed to the nines in luxurious formal attire laid into a crook. One hit after another, his knuckles began to bruise, another one and another. The sound of bones cracking and snapping against one another with violent bursts of anger swelled up in the Fairy-Tail Member. Grunting exhaled from his lips, as he gave it everything he had. One after another, the body dropped to the floor before he continued, one after the other. Standing over the man as he struck blow after blow, slowly, he forced himself off the man. In the corner of his eye, he watched a boy sobbed and cried, kneeled in front of his parents who held him. Protected him from any harm, shielding him of the violence that was shed. Caspian kicked away the gun that the criminal had previously held in his hand, planning to rob the family of their riches and slaughter them in cold blood. These were becoming some dark times in Fiore, people were harming others greater than before, an uprising amongst the chaos poured crime through the cracks the law and the soldiers couldn’t guard or seal properly. This is where those in need attempted to hire those who can to protect them, either rich or poor. Caspian felt like he was entitled to help them, he was drawn to their plea and need for protection. No matter how much he was to be paid, he would jump at it at a heartbeat.

Caspian rose himself from the unconscious man, blisters formed over his knuckles in perfect colour fusion with the bruising of his own flesh. The crook was breathing heavily, troubled with their breathing yet alive… just unrecognisable. He had almost held his breath and felt like he had swallowed a pineapple whole with the skin. His golden hues almost illuminated the alley ray, as his fist combust into flames. A torch, there, trickles and pints of crimson was splattered and painted over his cheek. He felt like he had scared the child, the family, until they ran toward Caspian for his protection. Almost as if they had made him apart of their family, there the child would utter under his short breaths and gasps. “Can we go home?” He asked, not his parents but Caspian. There he shook his head, with a deep sigh. What was he really supposed to tell the child, just before Kaldwin could utter such a stupid phrase that would ruin and shatter his precious heart, the father cut in. Shielding his child from the horrors, as he began to mutter to his son that everything was to be okay. That they were to escape on a holiday, regardless where, it was to be fun and enjoyable. Where all of them could be happy, safe. The mother glanced up at Caspian, her eyes shook in anticipation for him to lead the way, she was afraid as much as her son.

She was but a doctor’s wife! Nothing more, nothing less. She reminded Caspian of his own mother, who had recently passed however that was behind him. Quickly, he gestured for them to follow him as they delved deeper into the abyss of the alley. Walking for a few minutes as they weaved and navigated their way through the labyrinth of the slums, exiting the main streets that were set ablaze with; chaos, crime and protests. None of them needed to see that, here he would escort them to a boat waiting for them near the docks of the river. They had their identification checked and stamped over, as every single one of the three clambered onto the boat filled to the brim with those whom were well off. Before they had climbed on, the mother had planted a kiss on Caspian’s cheek and thanked him for all his help. The father had wiped the peck from the Mage’s check and handed him a large pouch of money, but what was the best gift of it all. Was the child, who wrapped his arms around Kaldwin tightly. Binding him in a long, tight hug. Slowly, the child left Caspian, handing him a small token. That was it, a token from an arcade with a dragon on it. Saying that it was a collector’s item, boasting how it was super rare and one of the strongest. A dragon, one of the strongest. There, Caspian waved goodbye as he watched the family slowly leave the docks. Leaving to reach safety, as he turned around, ready to face whatever cruel fate was left in store for him.

WC: 784

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