A little something I'm working on, I'll probably post this one as I write it, just because!
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Frey hid crouched behind the pair of barrels nearest to her and reached for the pair of daggers she had hidden under her dress. She eyed the two soldiers who had taken over the airship as they came closer to where she hid and wondered how she always, always got herself into these situations.
Before she could even begin to think about how weird her luck was, the soldiers passed by, leaving them open and vulnerable for Frey to incapacitate them and get some answers. Quietly, she snuck behind the first soldier and sharply kicked the back of his knee, bringing him to the ground and giving her enough time to kick away his sword.
The other soldier was too in shock to react, so she swiftly disarmed him as well; then pointed his stolen longsword toward him. His companion was still unable to walk, but he still attempted to crawl his way back to his weapon until Frey brought her foot down on his other knee, cautioning him to stop moving.
“Now,” she said, “which one of you idiots is going to tell me what’s going on?”
The two obviously very untrained soldiers looked at each other, just a hint of fear in their eyes and shrugged. Annoyed, Frey stepped down on the first soldier’s knee, hoping that a little bit of pain would loosen their tongues.
It worked. The soldier groaned and stammered, “W-we don’t know much, really! The captain just said to take control of the ship until we got some information from you. We weren’t going to hurt you, I swear!”
From behind her a voice said, “Useless. Both of you.”
Before she could even spin to see who was speaking, she was grabbed roughly from behind and shoved toward the open edge of the airship. She toppled on the edge, managing to just catch a glimpse of the man who had snuck up on her, before losing her balance entirely.
She was free falling for what seemed like forever until suddenly, everything was black.