Saved By The Snuff

The first fist flying towards your face from the front was easy enough to dodge as you saw it coming from a mile away but the fist from the other direction, from one of the bouncers off to your side connects directly into the side of your head causing you to fall onto the ground. At that point, there wasn't much you could do for the most part as the four bouncers immediately jump on you, using their feet to kick into your body.

Your armor helped lessen much of the blows but still with four strong thug-like guards bashing into your body over and over with their feet, kicking, stomping and jabbing into you caused your body to ache with pulses of pain.

"Dumb piece of shit!" One of the thugs shouts out "Don't fuck with us!" he says aloud, causing many of the other patrons to realize what happens if you don't pay up and fuck with the establishment.

You're groaning and moaning out as the **** of legs continue kicking into your body. You stay curled up in the petal position hoping the **** will eventually end and afterwards you'll get up and make things right. You were never the greatest hand to hand fighter, especially when it was one versus four but with weapons, you would take those odds any day of the week.

"Huh, where'd the chick go?!" one of the thugs asks as all four of them start to look around the establishment.

Suddenly there is a sound of stuff breaking which causes all the thugs to glance over towards where the servers were behind the bar, dulling out **** and substance. Zoe in her high like state ran over there, jumped over the bar and the one lone server got his head smashed hard into the backdrop of the bar, crashing his body into the wall and making him pass out immediately from the blow. At the same time, a bunch of mugs, bottles and vases that are now flying all over the floor and counter, some shattering all about, causing more sounds of mass chaos.

"Shit! Get her!" All four begin to leave your body, making their way through the crowds of people towards the bar where Zoe is behind. It eventually allows you to start to get up, sitting up first as you rub your head and then using your hands behind your body you're able to push yourself back up to your feet. Wobbling slightly as you regain your senses.

When you finally feel good again, you see Zoe, up on the bar, standing above everybody else and she's slightly crouched down holding a giant bag. The bag itself is about the size of her entire torso and you're actually quite amazed she's holding it as well as she can. "Wooooooooooo!!" Zoe screams out "Never mess with Darien!!!" she grips the corner of the bag with her hand and starts to swing it around her head.

As the bag begins to go around her head, the top of it starts to open up and with every full rotation around her head, more and more of that red snuff is shooting out of the container. It must have been a fifty pound bag of snuff which the servers will dull out to patrons through out the night but instead, Zoe got a hold of it and is now spreading it all around the air, giving it away to everybody inside.

The dust courses through out the sky as Zoe continues to scream and yell aloud. It causes the every single person inside the establishment to stand up and start to push and make their way closer to Zoe in attempts to get free snuff. It appears everybody inside this building is either addicted to it or heavily on it at the moment so getting another high, especially if it's for free is something everybody wants to do.

"Fucking whore!!!" two of the bouncers yell out as they try to push themselves through the crowd.

Zoe sticks her tongue out, wagging it around like a wild animal as the entire contents of the bag is finally emptied. A thin cloud of red dust is just hovering through the air, allowing anyone who breaths in to get a slight dose of it. Bigger piles of the sand are scattered all across the counters, the near by tables and the floors. All of which are getting bombarded by the needy civilians of Loner's Reach. The entire place is a madhouse, there is no control as bouncers are fighting off people, punching them, throwing them around and trying to get to Zoe.

Good thing Zoe is so petite because as she huffs in another giant sum of air through her nostrils, inhaling a little extra of that snuff filled dust, she jumps off the counter and goes low, crawling on her hands and knees past all the rowdy patrons and bouncers.

With your eyes gazing around the sea of people and your nose breathing in just a tiny bit of the dust, you can't help but stare towards the counter wide eyed, trying to comprehend the entire situation. It isn't until Zoe headbutts into your shins that you look down and still her still crawling on her hands and knees, her head looking up at you, the permanent smile on her face "Hi hi hi Darien! Did you see that! Did you see that! That was all me! We should, we should, I think we should probably go!" she pushes herself up, stumbling in her step but you grab her arm, stabilizing her.

"Probably a good idea..." you grumble to her but also feel a little happy with her, the snuff obviously entering your system "Let's get the fuck outta here." you pull her arm and bee-line towards the exit.

It was pretty easy to escape as many other civilians who scooped up tons of the dust were trying to leave as soon as possible as well, so they wouldn't get in trouble and hopefully get away Scott-Free with plenty of extra snuff for the night.

Once outside the establishment, you bring Zoe to a side alley and immediately grab her arms and push her backwards into the wall, causing her to let out a little wheeze from the **** you jam her with. "Ouch!" she exhales "I don't know why, why you did that BUT!!!" she smiles as her hand reaches up, wagging a tiny pouch from her index and thumb fingers. "I, I, I got some moreeeee!!!" her entire body is shaking, her eyes twitching side to side and sweat beading down her forehead.

"I think you've had enough!" you go to snap the little pouch from her but she moves it at the last second. "ZOE!" you say with more anger.

"Mine! I got it! I saved you! You got in trouble and I won! Me! I won, not you! So I get the reward!"

"Fine! Whatever..." you grumble out as you hold Zoe tight around her forearm and make your way back down the streets of Loner's Reach "We're going back to the castle and staying the hell out of sight." you snarl at her "If anybody finds out we did that...I don't even want to know what will happen." you shake your head "For fuck sake, Zoe. You just lost a shit load of gold from betting and then you just gave out, who knows how much fucking snuff so we could escape." you continue walking hastily, pulling the Sunrider along "That damn little pouch you had was ten gold coins! That entire bag you emptied was probably at least a grand, if not even more. Fuuuck!" you shout, squeezing her arm even harder.

"Ow ow ow!" she says with every step she takes, still not having a single care in the world as her body is spasming and reacting to the **** amounts of snuff coursing through her veins.