Imps...always causing trouble (Kaisto and Astrid Job)

And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

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The musician stood before the crates, eyes scanning over the wooden boxes as her hand hovered above them, already tempted to open them before the man even asked. But after a few moments the guilt stopped her from proceeding, removing her small hand and placing it back to her side. No matter how much she wanted to know what it was exactly she was killing creatures for she knew the client seemed a bit iffy about wanting them to know what it was they were looking for. It felt wrong to take a peek.
Standing back Astrid shook her head. "It doesn't matter. We just need to get these back to the wagon before the old man leaves us out here for taking so long."
While the health of the old man waiting outside for them to return was also something she slightly worried about she made it more of an excuse so Kaisto wouldn't be tempted to look in them either, knowing how set he was on finding out what the cargo was from his words at the beginning of their adventure.
Placing her hand back on the wooden create she studied it once more, still slightly tempted to open it.
"How do we get these things out of here?" She asked, snapping her gaze back to Kai to shove the intruding thoughts out of her mind.

A screeching noise sounded from the back of the cavern behind the boxes, echoing off of the stone walls, dark and loud, ringing into the girl's ears. The sudden noise made Astrid jump, causing her to turn her head to where the familiar sound came from. There were more imps? But she thought the last batch were it. Just how many of the creatures lived in these caverns.
A bright, orange fire ball shot out from the darkness, connecting with the musician's chest. Though small the burning sphere was still powerful enough to knock her backwards, falling onto her side on the cold, solid ground below. She choked and gasped, the breath being painfully knocked out of her from both the attack and the fall. Her arms instantly reached to her chest as she winced, feeling a fiery hot burning sensation tearing at her chest. Watering slightly her eyes looked down to it, seeing a part of her clothing had been burnt off, reveling a red burn mark on her chest. Her eyes widened, the wound beginning to sting and fizzle.
What had happened? Imps didn't normally have magic like this, at least not the imps they fought before.
She continued to hold her arms over her chest, trying to protect the wound as she gathered her thoughts slowly, unable to process anything correctly with the searing pain coursing through her chest and back.

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And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

❧

With her wound beginning to heal Astrid found to easier to stand up as Kaisto helped her. The burning leveled down to a tingle and she soon caught her breath once more. Leaning into Kaisto's support as she looked up to the bigger imps, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. Ah, she got it now. It seemed as though the fireball was all it took to make her finally realize... Sometimes killing was necessary. Especially when that thing just ruined her favorite shirt. Well, her life counted too maybe, at least a little. But the shirt was the most important. Lucius had picked this one out special a couple of months ago, saying it would look nice on her. And one thing her brother didn't do very much, was shop with her. A memory so precious, now ruined by a burn mark... They had committed the ultimate crime.
It was like a switched had turned on inside her, changing her from normal Astrid to... Something else. Her eyes changed from the usual blue to a deep crimson almost instantly, and her domineer grew more and more intimidating, nothing like the normal sheepish and slow aura she always carried about her.
"Don't worry" she assured Kaisto, slowly moving from his support to stand in front of the two boss imps just a few feet away from where she stopped. She looked back to him, expression sly. "I'll teach them not to mess with a Foss."

Allowing the violin and bow to drop into her hand from her back the mage rubbed the stings, making them vibrate and unleash music. The song was rough and angry, playing very quickly with fast movements.
Light shot up from the ground in front of her, forming into two big, glistening chains.
They quickly tied around the imps throats, causing them to screech as magic energy shot into them like a bolt of lightning. They flailed their bodies in great pain, choking and gagging upon their growls. But the musician only played louder and more ferociously, as if trying to portray the pain she felt into her music. She wouldn't stop until she felt the same amount of pain as she did.

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And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

❧

Looked like the imps were blasting off again. Seeing as how Kai had managed to finish the creatures off himself the violinist took in a sharp breath before blowing it back out, managing to calm her tense and overheated body.
When she looked back to the dragon slayer her eyes would be their usual deep blue, leaving no trace of anger on her expression, and instead a small smile upon her lips. "Good job, looks like we can head back now."

Head suddenly tilting questioningly at the boy's question she looked down to the hole in her chest, pouting her lips out as she frowned. "Ah fiddlesticks... Looks like i'm going to have to practice my sowing again..." she sighed while tracing the burnt edges, annoyed that the imps had managed to ruin one of her favorite pieces of clothing. Oh well. At least they had done the job finally. That was the big part.
Carefully closing her violin into her case she threw it over her back, the strap fitting tightly over her chest.
"Now..." her gaze settled back to the wooden crates from before, hands upon her hips. "... How are we going to get these things out of here? Without alerting more imps." She didn't want a repeat of what just happened. The faster they could get these things out of here the less likely it would.

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And while you are sitting indoors
waiting for the storm to pass
I will be outside dancing in the rain

❧

The musician smiled as he offered to help with sowing, watching as he lifted the crates up with his magic. Sowing was a simple thing, she was merely a bit rusty with it, having not sowed anything for quite a while. But if he wanted to help her with it he was more than welcome to. Maybe she would make something for him some time... Little a little scarf or something to use. Hopefully the boy would appreciate it if she did.

Tilting her head once again she blinked once. Though a bit curious on what he would ask her once they got back she supposed she would answer him to the best of her abilities.
"Okay" she smiled, following close behind the dragon slayer as they left the cave, beginning the long journey back to their client.

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