Chased, open!

[Giselle Keneske]

Giselle was being chased through the streets by a gang of ruffians who had a few minutes ago been cat calling her as she walked by. Apparantly, they didn't take kindly to her throwing her shoe at them in protest. She ran, panting and out of breath. She was barefoot, her other shoe having been thrown at them earlier in hopes to deter them. She turned a quick corner and and grabbed the door to the school house and slammed it behind her. Panting, she slid down the door to the ground, trying to catch her breath.

[Amalia Crowe]

As per usual, Amalia was meandering throught the streets of Port Pearl after running her errands for her godparents. She was close to the school house and the school yard, when she saw Giselle, running into the school house in what appeared to be a hurry. Amalia cocked her head and pursed her lips. Not wnating to be nosy, she stood there planted for a second. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a group of men looking around for something...or someone. She waited until they passed, then ran into the school house to find Giselle. Something was against the door, restricting her from openeing it. "Giselle?" She whispered through the door. "Its Amalia."

[Giselle Keneske]

Giselle's friend was at the door, and she was relieved to hear her.
"Amalia! Oh thank goodness you're here!" She got up and opened the door to let her in, then closed the door again.
"Damn, there's no lock on this door!" she said. There usually wasn't locks on public buildings, especially a school house. She went over and took a chair and propped it under the doorknob so no one would get in.
"Ugh, there were these brutes, cat calling me! I threw my shoe at them and they began to chase me after it hit one of them in the head. I lost my other shoe to them too. Sadly, that one missed."

[Amalia Crowe]

Amalia squeezed through the door to see her friend, distressed. She help her secure the door then cocked her head, looking at her friend curiously. "Wow. Giselle, are you ok?"

[Giselle Keneske]

Giselle huffed, out of breath.
"Yeah, I'm okay, but my poor shoes arent..." She shook her head in mourning.
"I'm glad you came, though. I was so scared it was them knocking!"

[Amalia Crowe]

Amalia laughed at her mention of the shoes. She narrowed her eyes a little angrily. "I am half tempted to waltz out there and give those jerks a piece of my mind!"

[Giselle Keneske]

Giselle threw up her hands. "No, no. Don't do it, it wont work you'll just end up being chased into another random spot wishing you had never done what you did! Ah, it was awful. My feet hurt so bad from running on those cobblestones barefoot!!"
She rubbed her feet some, seeing little scrapes from the ground.

[Amalia Crowe]

Amalia looked at her friends feet, her anger growing. "Well, I cant just stand here and do nothing!"

[Giselle Keneske]

Giselle laughed. "So what do you suppose you can do against three men? I know you are a woman of divine strengthm both inside and outside, but three grown strapping men must be a toughy even for you!!"
She grinned up at her lovely friend.

[Amalia Crowe]

Amalia shrugged. "I don't know. But i can't simply allow those men to rampage through the streets looking for you, now can I?" She was determined to protect her friend at any price, should the occasion call for it.

[Giselle Keneske]

Giselle just grinned and grabbed her hand and squeezed it. "You're the bravest person I know, and the strongest willed, too. I believe you could single handedly defeat a fleet of pirate ships if ye wanted!"
She laughed heartily and laid her head against the door.

[Amalia Crowe]

Amalia smiled into her friend's face, her mind still on the men outside on the prowl for Giselle. She heard a thud and jumped slightly, rushing to the window. "Giselle," she whispered, "Are those the men?"

[Giselle Keneske]

Giselle's blood drained from her face as she recognized the voices. "I think it is!!" she whispered frantically. "What are we gonna do? You think they are going to look through the windows in here?"

[Amalia Crowe]

Amalia stood frozen for a moment, thinking to herself. Should they lay low until the men pass, or should she take her chances to defend her friend. She looked at Giselle. "Giselle, get down." She unsheathed her blade and brought it before her, walking over to the door. The men outside were growing louder and more insistant that they find Giselle. She could not let them find them vulnerable. She opened the door slightly, and peered out at the men

[Giselle Keneske]

Giselle ducked and listened closely as Amalia went to conrfont the men. Was she crazy?? Her father's superior sword fighting skills were passed down to her, but what good were skills without a weapon?