Free States of the Crescent

[The Stormfather He/Him]

3 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

He fell from the pressure of the coins, twisting his body so Marewill wouldn't hit the ground.

The 'guard', Kirian jumped towards Tinker, knife stabbing towards him. 

Kirian didn't seem terribly skilled, and the stab didn't have much force and was off-center.

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Mark was inside the hospital now, sprinting past the real security guards who looked at him and tried to stop him.

 

[Through the Living Hope]

7 minutes ago, The Stormfather said:

The 'guard', Kirian jumped towards Tinker, knife stabbing towards him. 

Kirian didn't seem terribly skilled, and the stab didn't have much force and was off-center.

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Mark was inside the hospital now, sprinting past the real security guards who looked at him and tried to stop him.

 

He jerked out of the way.

[The Stormfather He/Him]

1 hour ago, Spark of Hope said:

He jerked out of the way.

The coinshot tossed another bunch of coins into the air, pushing them towards Tinker. He seemed confused that the first few attacks hadn't worked, as if he didn't truly know the extra agility that pewter granted.

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Mark was stopped by another man in a security uniform when he went towards the hallway with Marewill's room.

"Sir, we can't let you through."

Mark flared brass, soothing away all of the man's emotions except for one.

Fear.

A shardblade appeared in his hand, and he lifted it towards the guard. "Are you actually a guard, or are you a Marksman?"

"I-Uh-" The so-called guard held up his hands, dropping his glass dagger to the ground. "I didn't do anything!"

"Let me pass." Mark said coldly, shoving past him. He was a few steps past when he heard the 'guard' pick up a radio and say 'The Edgedancer's here.'

 

 

[Through the Living Hope]

43 minutes ago, The Stormfather said:

The coinshot tossed another bunch of coins into the air, pushing them towards Tinker. He seemed confused that the first few attacks hadn't worked, as if he didn't truly know the extra agility that pewter granted.

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Mark was stopped by another man in a security uniform when he went towards the hallway with Marewill's room.

"Sir, we can't let you through."

Mark flared brass, soothing away all of the man's emotions except for one.

Fear.

A shardblade appeared in his hand, and he lifted it towards the guard. "Are you actually a guard, or are you a Marksman?"

"I-Uh-" The so-called guard held up his hands, dropping his glass dagger to the ground. "I didn't do anything!"

"Let me pass." Mark said coldly, shoving past him. He was a few steps past when he heard the 'guard' pick up a radio and say 'The Edgedancer's here.'

 

 

Tinker heard it through the radio. He continued his attempts to dodge the attacks and protect his fiancée. 

[The Stormfather He/Him]

20 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

Tinker heard it through the radio. He continued his attempts to dodge the attacks and protect his fiancée. 

The Coinshot's coins were more difficult to dodge, but it was possible. The Brute was standing directly between him and Tinker, so he kept having to shoot from the side, lest he hit his ally.

The Brute, on the other hand, was just that. A brute. He swung hard and without accuracy, though a single hit from him would be devastating.

After a bit of back and forth, one of the coins managed to strike, though it was only a negligible slice along Tinker's arm. 

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Because Tinker is Mistborn I'm assuming there's some low burning of pewter and/or tin, helping him dodge and avoid the two of them.

Mark came running down the hallway. "Stop!" He shouted, flaring away the last of his brass. He had more at home, but, not expecting him to need it, had only brought a single vial with him. He didn't really like Soothing. It felt unfair, to tamper with the emotions of those around him. He only reserved it's use for when he needed it, or if he knew that the person he was Soothing deserved to be messed with.

The Brute froze, scared, but the coinshot reacted quickly and pushed against a pair of coins, sending them his way. He was, however, running out of coins. Not being a full Mistborn, he was unable to Pull coins back to him, and manually picking them up off of the ground would leave him far too vulnerable to attack.

Mark manifested his Blade as a shield, and the two coins struck it. He was thrown violently backwards, but so was the Coinshot. The Coinshot stopped his push before he slammed into the wall behind him, satisfied with the distance that Mark had been pushed away.

 

 

Edited August 26, 2025 by The Stormfather

[Through the Living Hope]

9 minutes ago, The Stormfather said:

The Coinshot's coins were more difficult to dodge, but it was possible. The Brute was standing directly between him and Tinker, so he kept having to shoot from the side, lest he hit his ally.

The Brute, on the other hand, was just that. A brute. He swung hard and without accuracy, though a single hit from him would be devastating.

After a bit of back and forth, one of the coins managed to strike, though it was only a negligible slice along Tinker's arm. 

Mark came running down the hallway. "Stop!" He shouted, flaring away the last of his brass. He had more at home, but, not expecting him to need it, had only brought a single vial with him. He didn't really like Soothing. It felt unfair, to tamper with the emotions of those around him. He only reserved it's use for when he needed it, or if he knew that the person he was Soothing deserved to be messed with.

The Brute froze, scared, but the coinshot reacted quickly and pushed against a pair of coins, sending them his way. He was, however, running out of coins. Not being a full Mistborn, he was unable to Pull coins back to him, and manually picking them up off of the ground would leave him far too vulnerable to attack.

Mark manifested his Blade as a shield, and the two coins struck it. He was thrown violently backwards, but so was the Coinshot. The Coinshot stopped his push before he slammed into the wall behind him, satisfied with the distance that Mark had been pushed away.

 

 

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Tinker is still on the ground 

He placed Mare on the floor and stood on his hands and knees to protect her. 

[The Stormfather He/Him]

9 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

He placed Mare on the floor and stood on his hands and knees to protect her. 

Mark flung his Sharddagger towards the Brute, trying to distract him from Tinker and Marewill. He dodged out of the way of the dagger, throwing his own knife towards Mark.

The Coinshot, out of coins, Pushed a button off of his shirt, the last piece of metal on him. 

The dagger and the button flew towards Mark, who dropped down to the ground under the projectiles. He lunged forwards, resummoning his Blade as a long spear to try and hit the Brute, but the enemy managed to avoid him.

 

[Through the Living Hope]

25 minutes ago, The Stormfather said:

Mark flung his Sharddagger towards the Brute, trying to distract him from Tinker and Marewill. He dodged out of the way of the dagger, throwing his own knife towards Mark.

The Coinshot, out of coins, Pushed a button off of his shirt, the last piece of metal on him. 

The dagger and the button flew towards Mark, who dropped down to the ground under the projectiles. He lunged forwards, resummoning his Blade as a long spear to try and hit the Brute, but the enemy managed to avoid him.

 

Tinker stood, lifted Marewill, and made a break for it. 

[The Stormfather He/Him]

8 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

Tinker stood, lifted Marewill, and made a break for it. 

Mark shouted, a random, odd yelp that was mostly to distract the enemy. He charged in at the Brute, swinging his Blade. The Brute backed off, unable to parry, and not willing to fight the one who had taken down the ten Marksmen before him.

The Coinshot lunged to the side, snatching a coin from the ground and throwing it towards Mark. 

Mark dove to the side, but the coin caught him in on the hip and threw him backwards, though the Push ended once it was piercing his skin. He groaned in pain.

"Run!" He shouted.

[Through the Living Hope]

28 minutes ago, The Stormfather said:

Mark shouted, a random, odd yelp that was mostly to distract the enemy. He charged in at the Brute, swinging his Blade. The Brute backed off, unable to parry, and not willing to fight the one who had taken down the ten Marksmen before him.

The Coinshot lunged to the side, snatching a coin from the ground and throwing it towards Mark. 

Mark dove to the side, but the coin caught him in on the hip and threw him backwards, though the Push ended once it was piercing his skin. He groaned in pain.

"Run!" He shouted.

“Get out, Mark!” he yelled as he ran. 

[The Stormfather He/Him]

7 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

“Get out, Mark!” he yelled as he ran. 

Mark summoned his Blade as a large riot shield, with spikes on the bottom. He rammed it into the ground behind him, mostly blocking the hallway. He dashed off the other way.

He had forgotten about the other 'guard' at the end of the hallway. This one lifted his glass dagger towards him, though one look at Mark's Shardblade quickly made him back off. Mark was almost back outside when he realized that Tinker didn't have as direct of a route to the exit.

Hopefully there's a back door or something. 

He sighed in relief when he saw the coinshot chasing him down, but it looked like the Brute had gone after Tinker and Marewill.

"Rusts," He muttered, throwing a Sharddagger towards him. The coinshot pushed off of the pins on a billboard on the side of the room, dodging around the projectile. The Coinshot spat a coin from his mouth, sending it quickly through the air towards Mark.

Should have expected that.

The coin struck Mark in the thigh, and he gritted his teeth at the pain. He sent another dagger towards the Coinshot, though he dodged again.

This isn't a fight I can win.

Mark summoned a shield and kept backing away, hoping to at least give Tinker enough time to escape. He blocked a few other projectiles from the Coinshot, which he thought were metal-nibbed pens he took from the front desk, though he didn't take much time to look.

[Through the Living Hope]

3 minutes ago, The Stormfather said:

Mark summoned his Blade as a large riot shield, with spikes on the bottom. He rammed it into the ground behind him, mostly blocking the hallway. He dashed off the other way.

He had forgotten about the other 'guard' at the end of the hallway. This one lifted his glass dagger towards him, though one look at Mark's Shardblade quickly made him back off. Mark was almost back outside when he realized that Tinker didn't have as direct of a route to the exit.

Hopefully there's a back door or something. 

He sighed in relief when he saw the coinshot chasing him down, but it looked like the Brute had gone after Tinker and Marewill.

"Rusts," He muttered, throwing a Sharddagger towards him. The coinshot pushed off of the pins on a billboard on the side of the room, dodging around the projectile. The Coinshot spat a coin from his mouth, sending it quickly through the air towards Mark.

Should have expected that.

The coin struck Mark in the thigh, and he gritted his teeth at the pain. He sent another dagger towards the Coinshot, though he dodged again.

This isn't a fight I can win.

Mark summoned a shield and kept backing away, hoping to at least give Tinker enough time to escape. He blocked a few other projectiles from the Coinshot, which he thought were metal-nibbed pens he took from the front desk, though he didn't take much time to look.

Tinker ran through the hospital, trying not to jostle Mare too much. 

[The Stormfather He/Him]

23 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

Tinker ran through the hospital, trying not to jostle Mare too much. 

The Brute, who went after Tinker, was still pursuing, but was growing more and more frustrated, to the point of him abandoning his dagger on the ground where he had thrown it and just trying to tackle Tinker with large leaps, which weren't difficult to dodge. 

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The third guard, who was in the hospital, not fighting anybody, picked up his radio and said 'Requesting reinforcements at the hospital! The Edgedancer and the Mistborn are here!"

There was a moment of silence before somebody on the other side answered.

"Get out of there. We'll have to catch one of them alone."

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The Coinshot, who also had one of the radios (I don't think I specified he did earlier, but it kind of just makes sense that he does) hears the command and charges past Mark in the hospital front lobby, exiting the door and sprinting until he found an anchor to push off of, which was a sewer grate.

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The Brute growls angrily at the command from the radio. He taps more strength, ignoring it and charging recklessly towards Tinker and Marewill.

[Through the Living Hope]

48 minutes ago, The Stormfather said:

The Brute, who went after Tinker, was still pursuing, but was growing more and more frustrated, to the point of him abandoning his dagger on the ground where he had thrown it and just trying to tackle Tinker with large leaps, which weren't difficult to dodge. 

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The third guard, who was in the hospital, not fighting anybody, picked up his radio and said 'Requesting reinforcements at the hospital! The Edgedancer and the Mistborn are here!"

There was a moment of silence before somebody on the other side answered.

"Get out of there. We'll have to catch one of them alone."

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The Coinshot, who also had one of the radios (I don't think I specified he did earlier, but it kind of just makes sense that he does) hears the command and charges past Mark in the hospital front lobby, exiting the door and sprinting until he found an anchor to push off of, which was a sewer grate.

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The Brute growls angrily at the command from the radio. He taps more strength, ignoring it and charging recklessly towards Tinker and Marewill.

Tinker frantically looked for an exit. 

[The Stormfather He/Him]

1 hour ago, Spark of Hope said:

Tinker frantically looked for an exit. 

There were signs pointing back towards where Mark had come from for an exit, and also one on the other side of the hospital. It wouldn't take long to get there.

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Mark started making his way back into the hospital, limping from the wound on his leg.

At least it won't take long to find a doctor, He thought.

[Through the Living Hope]

39 minutes ago, The Stormfather said:

There were signs pointing back towards where Mark had come from for an exit, and also one on the other side of the hospital. It wouldn't take long to get there.

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Mark started making his way back into the hospital, limping from the wound on his leg.

At least it won't take long to find a doctor, He thought.

He ran towards the near one. 

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22 hours ago, Spark of Hope said:

He ran towards the near one. 

He was able to get to the exit without being caught by the Brute, who was now out of stored strength. Or, at least, he didn't seem to be tapping it anymore and was slowing down because of it. Once Tinker had gotten too far away from the Brute, he turned away and left.

[Through the Living Hope]

28 minutes ago, The Stormfather said:

He was able to get to the exit without being caught by the Brute, who was now out of stored strength. Or, at least, he didn't seem to be tapping it anymore and was slowing down because of it. Once Tinker had gotten too far away from the Brute, he turned away and left.

He found a hiding spot and set Marewill down. He panted, "You alright?"

She closed her eyes and took deep breaths. "That was.. too close.."

Tinker held her up and kissed her forehead.

[The Stormfather He/Him]

21 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

He found a hiding spot and set Marewill down. He panted, "You alright?"

She closed her eyes and took deep breaths. "That was.. too close.."

Tinker held her up and kissed her forehead.

Mark walk swiftly down the hallway where the fight had happened, following the trail of broken pieces of the walls from the Brute's missed strikes and guessing that Tinker had made his way to the exit. He walked over that way, getting more and more panicked at the silence throughout the hallway. He arrived at the exit.

"Tinker?" He asked tentatively.

[Through the Living Hope]

51 minutes ago, The Stormfather said:

Mark walk swiftly down the hallway where the fight had happened, following the trail of broken pieces of the walls from the Brute's missed strikes and guessing that Tinker had made his way to the exit. He walked over that way, getting more and more panicked at the silence throughout the hallway. He arrived at the exit.

"Tinker?" He asked tentatively.

He wasn’t sure if he heard something, so he burned tin. He could feel Marewill’s heart beating fast. 

[The Stormfather He/Him]

19 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

He wasn’t sure if he heard something, so he burned tin. He could feel Marewill’s heart beating fast. 

"Tinker!" Mark shouted louder.

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, The Stormfather said:

"Tinker!" Mark shouted louder.

He gently set Mare down and raised himself into a crouch. He looked at Mark, hoping to make strong eye contact.

[The Stormfather He/Him]

3 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

He gently set Mare down and raised himself into a crouch. He looked at Mark, hoping to make strong eye contact.

Mark looked around, eventually spotting Tinker after an embarrassingly long moment.

He rushed over. "Are you okay?" He whispered, crouching down.

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, The Stormfather said:

Mark looked around, eventually spotting Tinker after an embarrassingly long moment.

He rushed over. "Are you okay?" He whispered, crouching down.

"Yeah, just a bit tired. She's fine too, so that's good."

[The Stormfather He/Him]

14 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

"Yeah, just a bit tired. She's fine too, so that's good."

"Somebody ordered them to retreat once their original plan didn't work." Mark whispered. "Somebody the Coinshot was willing to obey even though he was winning our fight. There was also a third person in there, but I don't think he was Invested."