Murder, battle and other things I did on my weekend - By Seifer Almasy 19 years and 1/4

[noblerworld]

With Cassie missing, Zuko was setting off to face his sister, the Avatar was setting off to fight the Fire Lord and Seifer, who wasn't going with either of them, felt rather like he'd been invited to the worlds biggest birthday party and then told he couldn't have any cake.

"If Zuko's going to seize the capital," he told Arya in a deliberately casual voice, only hoping that she was as eager to cause some chaos as he was, "he needs to arrive there still fresh."

"But there's bound to be some army units guarding the road in," he smiled. "How about we make sure their attention is elsewhere?"

He glanced at her and then at the other boy who had arrived from the Island, Edward or something, "You both in?"

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[giftless]

Edmund had made the mistake of pausing to roughly clean Arya's second blade against the fabric of his trousers. It had only been a few seconds' care, but that was enough time for Seifer to do his damage. Edmund stood, horrified and shocked at the display before him. For the brutality of it, yes, but also the stupidity of it. What exactly was the man going to tell them with no incentive to talk and, indeed, no ability giving the rapid rush of blood from his brain and out his severed limbs.

He stepped forward as well, but not to disrupt Arya's path. "Are you insane?" he demanded of the other boy.

[noblerworld.livejournal.com]

This wasn't working quite as well as it could have done, Seifer had to admit. He knew how dangerous a seemingly cornered firebender could be from his spar with Zuko so the removal of the hands seemed the only way to capture one safely. Unfortunately, it meant his attempt to interrogate him was all but useless, the man in no fit state to answer him properly.

He let go of the man, annoyed that a little blood had dripped onto his uniform, and then Arya stuck a knife into the soldiers throat and the whole incident was entirely finished.

"It was worth a try," he replied casually, before getting a good luck at the expressions on their faces.

"Fine, it won't happen again."

[lonewolflives]

"It wasn't," Arya said, stepping backwards and cleaning her knife, ignoring the body entirely in favour of directing a hard glare Seifer's way.

She wasn't inclined to make threats about it, but she was clearly going to have to remember to keep an eye on him. She wondered if this was anything like what Edmund felt when they argued about what was justifiable.

Surely not. She wasn't as errantly stupid as that. And she was practical, not cruel.

She held the look a moment, then crouched by the nearest body. "I'm going to see if one of them has a map or something," she said.

[giftless]

Edmund stepped closer to Arya to return her second sword as she went about her business, his eyes on Seifer and wary. It wouldn't do much good now, of course, so he gave it up as a bad job, something to watch out for in the future but not something that could be fixed with dark looks now.

"At least we know it's not impossible," Edmund said, briefly rolling his eyes. "I suppose we could take on another group."

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"And we've won ourselves eight uniforms," Seifer added.

They couldn't pass as an eight man scouting party, even if Edmund was right about them being able to pass as Fair Nation, but it might make things easier if they looked native from a distance at least.

[lonewolflives]

"What if we say we're survivors, and that someone killed the rest of our patrol?" she said, rifling through the patrols things, pulling out a piece of paper triumphantly. "We even have dead soldiers to prove it."

Then, as she unfurled the piece of paper, she said, "Fuck!"

Apparently no one here wrote in a language she understood.

[giftless]

"That would be a great way of getting everyone on the defensive right quick," Edmund pointed out with dry enthusiasm. "Someone's out there and already killed five of our men!"

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"And if we're lucky," Seifer added as he stripped a uniform off one of the men, "they'll take us to their leader."