Rapunzel doesn't sleep well, and she does wind up wrapped up in her hair overnight like a golden-cocooned butterfly. She's still dozing fitfully when the sun comes up.
Funny thing, he's still not running. He can't hope to win this fight, can he? Surely that would be ridiculous. Two against one, and either one of the pair so much bigger and stronger than he is, and wielding large clubs against his empty hands.
Well, that will save Rapunzel the sight of #1 getting stabbed in the gut, and of Rolan taking a glancing blow on the shoulder from that club as he ducks under it to try to get behind #2 with the knife he had formerly concealed in his sleeve. He's not big and brawny, but he is fast and he is not fucking around.
It's close. If he was just half a second slower, a few times - but he isn't. He does have to block #2's club with his left arm, which suffers extensive damage in the process, but in the next moment he hits #2 very hard in the jaw with the hilt of his knife. Now both brothers are on the ground, #1 having gone down just beforehand.
He checks pulses. #2 is merely very unconscious. #1 is very dead. With how he was bleeding before he fell over, Rolan isn't surprised.
"Rapunzel?" he says hoarsely, looking back at her. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah. One guy's dead, the other one's knocked out, I broke my arm and I'm going to cry because I hate doing this," he says, the last words trailing off into sobs.
Rapunzel drapes her hair over his shoulder carefully, and sniffles and then controls her voice well enough to sing softly. Unlike last time when she was rushing, pianissimo, from several stories up, he can hear the words this time:
"Flower, gleam and glow Let your power shine Make the clock reverse Bring back what once was mine
Heal what has been hurt Change the Fates' design Save what has been lost Bring back what once was mine
"You can, yeah," murmurs Rolan. "But when he wakes up he's just gonna try to kill me again. I guess we could tie him up first. If they were planning to kidnap you they probably have things to do that."
A little bit more hug - he is currently of the opinion that you can never have too much hug - and then he goes and searches the brothers' belongings for things with which to tie someone up.
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Date: 2014-06-13 12:35 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-13 12:41 am (UTC)Funny thing, he's still not running. He can't hope to win this fight, can he? Surely that would be ridiculous. Two against one, and either one of the pair so much bigger and stronger than he is, and wielding large clubs against his empty hands.
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Date: 2014-06-13 12:47 am (UTC)Well, that will save Rapunzel the sight of #1 getting stabbed in the gut, and of Rolan taking a glancing blow on the shoulder from that club as he ducks under it to try to get behind #2 with the knife he had formerly concealed in his sleeve. He's not big and brawny, but he is fast and he is not fucking around.
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Date: 2014-06-13 12:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-13 01:00 am (UTC)It's close. If he was just half a second slower, a few times - but he isn't. He does have to block #2's club with his left arm, which suffers extensive damage in the process, but in the next moment he hits #2 very hard in the jaw with the hilt of his knife. Now both brothers are on the ground, #1 having gone down just beforehand.
He checks pulses. #2 is merely very unconscious. #1 is very dead. With how he was bleeding before he fell over, Rolan isn't surprised.
"Rapunzel?" he says hoarsely, looking back at her. "Are you okay?"
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Date: 2014-06-13 01:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-13 01:09 am (UTC)"Flower, gleam and glow
Let your power shine
Make the clock reverse
Bring back what once was mine
Heal what has been hurt
Change the Fates' design
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine
What once was mine."
Hair: glows. Arm: heals.
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Date: 2014-06-13 01:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-13 01:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-13 01:18 am (UTC)It's a few minutes before he's recovered enough to say, "Do - do you want a hug?"
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Date: 2014-06-13 01:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-13 01:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-06-13 01:21 am (UTC)"Th-the one who's not dead, I could fix him."
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Date: 2014-06-13 01:25 am (UTC)A little bit more hug - he is currently of the opinion that you can never have too much hug - and then he goes and searches the brothers' belongings for things with which to tie someone up.
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