The outcast: Beginings

[Drizzit Darreerden]

A cloaked figured walked the club trying his best to cover his appearance not wanting to be seen by those who might be hunting him. Being a male was bad enough in this society but on top of that this male rejected the view of the female Dominance.

Driz made his way to the bar his head was down and his face fully protected away from view. he continued to look down so he could total conceal his identity but the hardest part would be disguising his voice to make it sound less cizerack.

"Bar Tender Gjive me a Beerrr"

[Kajeela Tarruurri]

The doors to the Cat Scratch Club burst open, causing the night's patrons to scatter pell mell in a mass knee-jerk reaction. The barkeep was midway to passing the beer to Drizzit, and sploshed the foamy ale over the rim of its glass, down his hand and all over the counter.

"Sssejize hjim!"

Drizzit had time only to twist his head about and catch a glimpse of Kajeela Tarruurri before two hefty hands grabbed him on either side, her KAR Enforcers fullfilling her command with zeal.

The Director strode towards the stranger, taking in his shifty demeanor a glance.

"jYou arrre underrr sssussspjicjion forrr ssssubverrrssssssjive actjivjitjies." Lifting her grey/green eyes towards her underlings. "Brrrjing hjim!"

She pointed an acussing finger at the bartender also.

"And brjing hjim too." Guilty by Association.

As the barkeep cowered in fear, a third Enforcer reached over and forcefully pulled him over and across the bar.

Kajeela was a zealot in her service to the Pride, and the Kei Ai' Reei the means by which she sated her fanaticism. Even the "hint" of rebellion was enough for her to take such measures as she had with the new arrival at the bar. For a "hint" was all she really had on him at this stage. But the war in Fey' Dann, not something openly admitted to by the upper echelons of Cizerack Heirachy, had made Kajeela even more of a fantatic. Some quick talking would be his only hope to escape her clutches. And maybe then, it would not be enough.

[Drizzit Darreerden]

Driz tried to squirm away with no success. He stared at the Female Ciz for a momment as he realized this one wasn't part of the people after him. It was female still just a ruthless as the people who want Driz dead but sometimes you needed to make sacrifices for the greater good.

"jI'm jin hjidjing but not frrrrom jyou."

Driz was in fear at this point there seemed to be no way out of this. He had ran away from his manservant hood do to the cruelness of his mistress. This was crime and more then likely punishable by death for driz never learned the laws he was only told if he broke them he would die.

[Kajeela Tarruurri]

Drizzit's voluntary admission of being in hiding arrested Kajeela in midstride.

With a flick of her tail, the Enforcers obediently tossed Driz into a small side room that led off from the bar, and then they shut it behind them once all had filed through. The rest of the Cat-Scratch patrons returned to their drinks, distincly subdued and their furtive glances to one another saying much more than words ever could....that poorrr bassstarrrrd.. and the door to the room clicked shut.

Inside, the barkeep was mewling pathetically until a hearty thump from the KAR officer almost knocked him senseless. He didnt make any noise after that.

As Driz clambered back to his feet after having landed heavily on the floor, he was instructed to sit.

Kajeela tapped one hand into the other slowly, her hard eyes narrowing and pinning the hapless male to his chair.

"Tell me jyourrr name, and exsssplajin what jyou mean by "hjiding." "

[Drizzit Darreerden]

Driz was no being pinned to his chair and being intergated. What a Life this had been for him nothing but trouble ever followed Driz but he was good at one thing and that craft generally always got him out of trouble. Being a good lier always had its benifits.

"Mjy name jisss Drrrex Terron."

Of course it was a lie but hell if she wanted to check the name out it would exist sense it was Driz old friends name.

"and jI'm hjidjing frrrom bountjy hunterrrsss, jI'm ssorrrjy forr the mjissunderrrsstandjing. jI do not know how far therre jinforrmats sspan out."

[Kajeela Tarruurri]

She rumaged through his jacket, his pockets, looking for identification papers.

Finding none, she sneered.

"Do jyou take the Keji Aji' Reeji forrr foolsss?"[i] She clipped him across the head.

[i]" Wherrre arrre jyourrr paperrrsss?"

[Drizzit Darreerden]

Driz winced as he got clipped across the head and he slowly turned his gaze back to Kajeela. He had no real expresion on his face but if you look deep enough there was a bit of fear in his eyes but not for Kajeela more fear for his possible death. even though he wasn't who he said he was, even if he was that person and was in thesituation he would not have carried papers. He looked at Kajeela with a bit of a growl in his voice.

"Do jyou rrrealljy thjink jI would be ssstupjid enough to carrrrjy paperrrsss jif jI'm hjidjingsss frrrom bountjy hounterrrrsss?"

Driz wanted to try and bolt but he knew he had no cghance in hell of doing that so he sat there staring at Kajeela as a bit of curage went over him.

" Put jyourrr ssself jin mjy ssshoesss. jyou would do the sssame thjing jif you djidn't know jyour prosssuer'sss ljimjit. ssso charrrge me wjith a crjime and alreadjy jif jyou can."

[Kajeela Tarruurri]

"Do jyou rrrealljy thjink jI would be ssstupjid enough to carrrrjy paperrrsss jif jI'm hjidjingsss frrrom bountjy hounterrrrsss?"




"All malesss arrre ssstupjid." she said disdainfully.

And it was true for the most part. There were only a select few that had the good fortune of being granted an education by their Mistresses. A chance to show they were more than good for just mating and menial labour. Other than that, Kajeela viewed the majority of males as dimwitted, race-propitiating dolts who were to be used and abused as she, and any other female, pleased.

"Yjou have rrrun frrrom jyourrr Mjissstrrresss, and carrrrrjy no paperrrsss....jYou know the penaltjy forrr sssuch an actjion?"

[Drizzit Darreerden]

Drizz let out a little chuckle it was true he did run away from his mistress but the fact was soon after he did run away from her she had died for reasons unknown to Drizz. Not that he cared he was happy she was dead.

" ssshe dead, ssso how can jI rrrun frrrom sssome thjing that hasss no ljife anjymorrre?"

The odd thing was Drizz was not the smartest male ciz but his evil Mistress did allow him to become some what educated. He was able to read and write and knew how to run fairly new technology.

"an jI am not ssstupjid asss mossst malesss."

[Kajeela Tarruurri]

One of the Enforcers snatched Drizz up by his shirt collar, lifting him bodily out of his seat in a threatening manner.

Kajeela came up really close, her grey/green eyes boring suspiciously into his as he dangled like a doll in the huge Kei Ai' Reei male's paws.

Jussst exactljy....how sssmarrrt....?"

[Drizzit Darreerden]

Drizz looked at the man who was holding him then back at Kajeela Tarruurri. Her question rang in his ears since she was so close to his face.

" jI can rrread and wrrrjite, alsssso jI am rrrealljy good at fjixjing thjingsss."

[Kajeela Tarruurri]

"Hmm."

In that one murmer, Kajeela said volumes.

Suddenly she was not so threatening, but instead, more calculating. Which wasn't necessarily good news for Drizz.

She flicked her tail toward one of her Enforcers.

"Tag hjim and prrrjint hjim" she ordered.

The burly male stepped forward, taking from his utility belt a small device.

Holding it beside Drizz's left ear, the smaller male heard a slight "whizz" sound and then felt a short sharp prick on the base of his ear.

Cizerack's ears are unique to each individual. The pigment of their stripe, the curve of the lobe identify them as does a human fingerprint.

Kajeela had just put Drizz into the KAR records system and now, she could locate this partiuclar individual anywhere, anytime she chose. The only way he could have this technologically advanced "tag" removed, would be to cut off his ear and this would include lopping off part of the edge of his face, due to the location of the tag.

That in itself was a telltale sign of a fugitive and he would be ostracised and branded a rebel.

Or, Kajeela could take it off at her pleasure. But that wasnt likely to just "happen."

The Enforcers released Drizz and Kajeela Tarrurri smiled at him.

"We may get to talk agaijn Drrrex Terron. Forrr now, though, jyou may go."

[Drizzit Darreerden]

Drizz scratched his ear a bit then let out a very hard to here growl as he turned to leave. Drizz said nothing for he did know better although he hopped in all of his days he might have left that he would never see this particualr female ever again unless of course she was on here death bed.

Drizz did have one question which made him stop right the door before opening it and leaving.

"How well do jyou trrrrussst jyourrr taggjing?"

with that Drizz open the door and left.