Hunted Part 3 2/2005

The ape-like man approached holding his glowing poker like some sort of prize or very painful flower being delivered with glee. His leather apron flapped against his legs as he almost skipped towards his goal.
"So you got a name pretty boy? Or should I just call you pretty boy?" Lucian let his brain go on its random planning while his mouth bought him some time. It's amazing how much you can say when you don't have to think about it.
Looking around he spotted a bucket of murkish water with a rope handle near his feet. Perhaps that was there in case he suddenly burst into flames during this little party? Either way an idea presented itself. He just had to make it work.
He started shaking his hands in an attempt to free his chain from above. "Pretty boy" laughed through his tombstone like teeth wetly, drool spilling out. He enjoyed the struggle and paused for a moment to enjoy it.
Meanwhile Lucian snaked his toes out and wrapped the rope around his foot tightly. He stared into his captors dull eyes in turn capturing his attention.
As the large man shuffled forward he held his poker outwards like a secondary penis chuckling to himself. As he got got close he slowly raised his tool upwards it's cherry color now dulled to a low red.
"Do you like to dance pretty boy?" Lucian asked his voice slightly nervous sounding. The brute paused and cocked his head to the side looking slightly confused.
"Not sure? Then let's dance and see how you like it." Lucian raised his legs quickly bringing his knees upwards. Sensing an attack the ape-man brough his elbows in and down brutishly blocking the attack with a smile.
His smile quickly faded in a cloud of surprised steam as the bucket of water flipped upwards dousing his brand. As the steam rushed upwards it hit the man full in the face and he fell backwards clutching his scalded eyes. As he fell over he slammed his meaty skull on the brazier and fell to the floor silent as the contents flipped onto his naked back with a smokey sizzle.
"Well that worked....grosser than I expected."
Looking upwards Lucian started walking his hands up the chain. It was attached somehow at the center beyond his sight so it didn't simply slide back and forth in his grasp. As he got closer to the jutting ledge that held him he puled himself up and bent at his waist. He pulled his legs and hips over the ledge above him and then let the larger weight carry him the remainder of his distance. A dull crude peg of metal gouged his stomach as flipped upwards.
The chains at his wrists were joined together with a large ring. This ring in turn was looped over the peg. Pulling his chain from the peg he knelt and looked around from his perch.
"Well the easy part is done. Now to kill that wizard."
Landing softly from the ledge he jogged off in the direction his prey had taken his bare feet padding lightly into the darkness.