No Mercy as performed by {perseus}

No Mercy
Performed by
{perseus}HSH & {sharah}JVJ-HSH

{perseus}: The kajirus sits, asleep in the corner of the sand circle, his head bowed between his knees and his long black locks dangling, the soothing sounds of flutes and kalikas drift in the air around him as the dance begins, with a start he is suddenly awake, tensing, raising his head up as if listening to some faint sound, he looks to one side, rising up onto his feet cautiously, then slowly turns his head, trying to locate the source of the noises he hears.....

{sharah}: As soft cheek rests upon slender outstretched arm, her eyes open sleepily, fixating on the form of her brother illuminated by the central hearth, rises up onto an elbow as her voice whispers out "perseus" ?, lifting to her knees, turning, her voice hushed so not to wake her sleeping sisters, wipes the sleep from her eyes as he creeps to the window.....

{perseus}: Raises a finger to his lips in a warning to silence the girl, the pace of the music quickens, rising steadily as he steals towards the window in a half crouch then leans out, his keen eyes searching out the reason for the sounds so soft in his ears, the music climbs high up to a single note, pulsing and throbbing and holding the pitch and his body tenses at what he see's.....

{sharah}: Rising from the slave furs caressing her body tenderly like the possessive hands of a Master, lifts to tiny bare feet, tucking a wisp of rep cloth around her ankle bells so padded steps remain silent, moves towards the darkened figure and drawing in a deep breath lays a slender hand to his shoulder, her eyes widen, pupils black as midnight, looks to him with wonder, then over the precipice below seeing nothing at first, as jade eyes dart left and right, suddenly catching a glimpse of figures creeping upwards in the shadows, turns to him, upon her face a register of terror.....

{perseus}: He backs away from the window pulling sharah with him, his eyes darting from side to side, his mind racing with indecision, the music quickly rising and falling as if it were a quickened heartbeat, he spots the long sword leaning against the wall at the far end of the hall, without a thought he races against the tempo of the music, crossing the tiles in three bounds and reaches for the weapon, suddenly freezing in his tracks at the sound of his sister's voice.....

{sharah}: Her voice hushed, her head shaking violently side to side, no, no, no, as he reaches for the weapon "perseus" her voice whimpers out, the law, remember the law, to touch a weapon will be certain death brother, flings her body upwards as slender arms grip his, trying to pull him back, her voice crying out pitifully again, noooooo perseus nooooooooooooooo.....

{perseus}: He pushes his sister aside as the kaska's beat quickens, the approaching threat at the door weighs upon him, he draws his trembling hand back, his eyes locked on the forged steel before him, there is no time to think now, he must act or all is lost, the cymbals crash, symbolizing the band of slavers and thieves who have broken down the door to their home, he summons up his courage and with a bellowing war cry takes up the weapon in his hands.....

{sharah}: Her body shaking, shuddering as he throws her aside, she falls to the hard stones, rolling over to her back then belly, lifting up onto her knees, the drums crash again like claps of thunder, as she begins to weep and cry, tears streaming down soft rosey cheeks, the sight of her brother with a weapon in his hand is to much to bear, knowing he has now sealed his fate, throws her arms over her face in disbelief, unloosing the rag from her ankle bells tries to awaken the housefuld with her pitious cries as he lunges at the intruders, her cries go unheard, lifts to her feet and spins around the hall like a crimson tornado, eyes darting left then right, snakes arms up over head crossing and uncrossing at the wrist, circling her sleeping sisters trying to rouse them.....

{perseus}: Instinctively he whirls around, his clenched fists atop each other wielding the weapon in front of his taut muscled chest, his hair snaps around his face and falls away again revealing his white teeth clenched and bared, his wrists roll, spinning the heavy blade in a full circle to his right as his powerful arms bring the weapon up high and then swiftly down, stepping into the first intruder and rendering him in two.....

{sharah}: Shrieks as her body is emtombed within the dark confines of rep cloth, well muscled arms surround her tiny form, her shouts muffled, her only recourse begins thrashing her feet violently as she struggles to free herself, pounding delicate fists upon the unknown assailant, trying to sink pearly teeth deep to break his stronghold, only the sounds of crashing swords and shouts fill her ears as her body strains to break free.....

{perseus}: The circle sands fly as the kajirus turns in a circle, lays a strong hand on the rep cloth sack and wrenches it from the slaver's shoulder to crash with a thud onto the tiled floor, the blade whips around his body at waist level shattering his opponent's own weapon and slicing into his side, the kanirus lifts his foot placing it against the slaver's chest for leverage to withdraw his sword from the lifeless body.....

{sharah}: Flung with such a force her body lifts and sails through the air landing with a hard thump upon the cold stone floor, rolling over, over, over wiggles managing to free herself from the cloth cocoon, crawling on her belly, ducking and dodging the clash of swords, rises to her feet and scrurries away in a flurry of pirouettes, turns, eyes wide as Gorean Moons watching in horror at the clash of raw steel.....

{perseus}: The music whirls in a frenzy as he thrust and parries with the sword, his solid strength driving the foes back with powerful sweeps and blows, suddenly the flutes shriek out shrilly and he cluthes at his own chest as he tastes the emeny's blade, he bellows in pain and raw savagery, striking with renewed fury as the music builds into a crescendo, he is at the door at last, those who have survived his onslaught flee, bloodied and empty-handed into the long shadows of the dawn.....

{sharah}: Looks aghast at the sight before her, her brothers stumbles wounded, ruby pools running like a river from his muscled chest, spins towards him and swiftly unknots the shoulder of her silks, stripping them from her flesh hurriedly in an attempt to stop the flow of his precious lifeforce, binds his wound, her chest heaving, nostrils flaring as her blood splattered silks drink up the precious fluid, "perseus, perseussssssssss", reaching up entwining him in her arms, begging the Priest Kings not to let him perish.....

{perseus}: He turns from the door back to the hall, leaning into his sister as the room spins around him, he looks down to his fists, still tightly clenched around the forbidden sword, with his chest heaving, he considers the weapon, it's balance, it's weight, the crime of having it in his grip, he drops it to the sand and collapses onto his knees, wincing in pain, his strength spent.....

{sharah}: As she helps him gently to the floor, her face turns towards her sisters cringing in the corner, clutching the slave furs to their breasts, faces horrified at the exchange they just witnessed, looks to them with wondering eyes as she wraps her arms around her own blood stained form rocking herself, her mind reeling, why didn't the guards protect us, tears rolling mingling with the crimson stains streaming down her naked body.....

{perseus}: The music suddenly takes on a new color, harsh, unforgiving, the kajirus raises his arms up and outwards, his palms open, his entire manner is one of submission to the unseen authority that has obviously entered the circle, from his knees he looks at them from one to the other, he knows there ar no excuses, no reasons that will every justify his crime.....

{sharah}: Sweeps' up onto her feet and dashes to him, holding his face in warm blood stained palms. body shaking, shuddering, looks into his eyes and mouths "oh brother" and presses her cheek to his cheek, turns hearing heavy bootsteps trodding the hallway towards them, the heavy wooden door slams back, her face registering shock and astonishment, there standing over her is their Jarl, throws herself to His feet, wrapping arms around His legs, pleading for mercy for her brother who has just defended His home, looks up to Him wide eyed as she knows her beggins is futile, her weeping uncontrolled as her head turns to see the executioner enter the great hall, screams out again pleading for his life, her body kicked aside, rolls over and over burying her head in her arms.....

{perseus}: He looks one last time at his homestone, at his sisters, at his Jarl for whom he will now die, and lowers his head to the executioner's axe.....

{sharah}: Lies upon the floor, removing her silks from his wound, wiping her brothers blood splattered form with them, her face awash in tear streams, his life snuffed out before her very eyes, "no mercy for slaves", pounds her fist to the floor, "no mercy", then throws her body over his lifeless form, the drums crash to a savage crescendo as she and he lie there motionless, in the darkness, upon the bloody stones, her voice soft as a whisper " no mercy".