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| Jagan | Jul 26 2013, 08:54 AM Post #16 |
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...fresh meat...
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Raz quickly raised both hands as if to say he was innocent of anything. He simply smiled sheepishly as the man he helped commented about fighting his own fights before he rushed towards the jelly man and made a good show of force. It didn't take long before the battle had ended and quite expectedly too. That last kick was a decider already, and the drop knee was the finisher. In any case, the immediate threat at the moment seemed to have lessened and only then did the words from earlier had registered to his head. "Bounty hunter?" he repeated, looking at the downed fellow before turning around on his heels to survey the area, "And this is a bounty hunter village?" It was a genuinely innocent remark and he should have known better since he had been working in the village for quite some time, but he had always thought the rough crowds were mere strangers having frequent brawls in the taverns and that pirates could just come and go. Now that was a bit of a news and he wondered if the cafe owner had been keeping it a secret from him knowing that Raz wasn't really keen on being associated with bounty hunters. He shook his head and started towards the man he helped and surveyed the rest of the scene. The other man was fighting quite well though Raz winced as if involved when the needles were shot and he could only sigh in relief it wasn't him on the receiving end. He then glanced back to man who introduced himself as Jermaine Johnson and said, "Raz," he was brief but there was a smile before he raised a brow at the inquiry, "What do you mean by 'join'?" he looked around again as hoping to find some clue, until a skeptical look flushed over his face and he added, "Wait, you're a friend of that Don from the cafe, aren't you? Here to try and pick me up and have a go for a night?" Raz looked disappointed and quickly turned on his heels before waving, "Sorry, but as I've been telling your boss, I'm not a girl he can just fuck with. Find someone else." He really was hoping that the interruption from his work at the cafe would have been interesting but it seemed like it wasn't. While that copious man who had been trying to catch him and get him for a night was back at the cafe and whiling his time and money away, his underlings were around town making problem as usual. He sighed. He should have known. That man once had almost had him abducted for heaven's sake. And now would have another chance but luckily, this underling's trick wasn't as formidable, almost believable. "As if someone suddenly appears to take me away from here on a whim," he muttered with a defeated sigh, for he knew something as such was unlikely. Even if he didn't have any problems with his current situation, he still felt caged having to wait for when he could earn enough before he could flee from the island. And who knows if he'd still be in one piece when that happens, or if it will happen. And now that he learned it was a bounty hunter village, he felt a lot more choked by the island. |
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| MaxKodan | Jul 26 2013, 09:03 PM Post #17 |
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"Maah, looks like they're done..." Loic smiled as the unmistakable sight of the large man crashing to the ground brought along the attention of most of the group. "I should finish up, too, then." Truthfully, though these guys weren't half bad, they were just a bit out of their depth. "This'll be the end, then. Hope you're ready." He smirked. Truthfully, he had wanted to finish before the other fight, but, he'd been a bit distracted. Now... "Don't you fuck with me!" Donatello shouted as Loic kicked off, heading towards him. Clearly, the downfall of his brother had upset him, just a bit. He reached his hand into his sleeve once again, readying his needles. They came in quick succession, and after Loic had gotten in fairly close quarters. Loic had to pull a hard stop to dance around the four needles that came his way. Then came the moment he'd been waiting for. He pushed his foot forward, rotating it inwards a bit further than was actually comfortable, his scythe lowered behind him. Donatello smirked and crouched a bit lower. "Sorry, but..." Loic wasn't about to give him a chance to finish. He loosened up his body and let his ankle naturally bring his body around. A few repeats of the twisting step found him nearly behind a very shocked bounty hunter, who had just thrown a needle at the place where Loic's neck had been mere moments before. "Styx Step." Loic raised his scythe into position, the bounty hunter now behind him, and just to his right. The tip of the blade touched the man's shoulder. "Before you threw it, I knew you had a 4th needle. If you'd thrown your 5th at the same time, you might have had me. Once you revealed it so early, I knew you had 5." His eyes glowed a brighter green. "I guess you were a bit cocky." "Death's..." All at once, he continued forward, pulling the scythe with him. It left a long gash along the man's chest, and when it reached his side, a final pull leaving a good sized cut in the man's side, a trail of blood left momentarily in the air between the wound and the scythe. "Ribbon!" Even as Donatello fell, Loic had gone back to the porch and retrieved his cloak and sickle, swinging the cloak back over his shoulders and putting the sickle back in it's place, as well as collapsing and reattaching the scythe to his back. He walked straight through the crowd, who were clearly marveling at the group before them. He looked at the new guy and cocked his head. "Boss?" He clicked his tongue. "I don't have a boss. And I think you're missing another crucial point." He waved a hand idly to indicate the KO'd bounty hunter and his groaning brother. "You went and attacked a bounty hunter. Interfered in his formal duties, actually. Probably not gonna look too good for you in the long run." Loic grinned. "Still wanna stick around?" |
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| Joker | Jul 27 2013, 02:51 PM Post #18 |
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crucifix&chill tho?
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Jermaine was almost surprised at the reply he had actually gotten in the end, what the hell was the man talking about? This was a pretty awkward conversation, how could he think that Jermaine was trying to recruit him, it caused Jermaine to raise an eyebrow and stare at the man. "I think you're misunderstanding something here, I don't work for anyone, nor do I know any Don from any cafe, and you're a girl?" Jermaine was thoroughly surprised, he looked at the man a load of times, and wondered what the hell was going on, was this a he or a she? He noticed Loic coming over and smirked, so he took care of his own fight too, even if it was far more brutal than Jermaine's own, the dark-skinned man tried to distract himself from that whole situation. "That's what I tried to tell him or her, and I'm not into Raz, yes that is his or her name, and Loic is right here you know, we could get found out at any mo-" Jermaine was then inturrupted by another man. This brute wasn't big like the others, nor was he short and skinny. Jermaine would have passed him off as an ordinary everyday man if he was going to be honest. If it wasn't for the expensive clothes, and the diamond cane he was holding. This man must have been an accomplished bounty hunter. The man sneered at them. "You guys might have beaten up these two slackers, but can you beat me?. Wait no, that is no fun at all. Alright I've got a challenge for you guys, pass it, and you can get off my island scotch free. The rest of you are bounty-less, and the only bounty among you isn't worth this trouble. Well all you of, except for that red head, are surrounded, so, Raz was it? Who are you with, them or us?" The rich bounty hunter's voice was truly squeaky and annoying to nearly everyone around him. But Jermaine was truly confused. Jermaine wasn't sure about this entire deal, he could leave now, possible if all these mooks weren't around them. He turned toward the group near him. Zoey would follow him no matter what, but the other two were nearly strangers, nor was he their boss. "So, what do you guys think? We can take the challenge and leave easily, or we can fight our way through? I'm guessing challenge, but it's your choice." |
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| Jagan | Jul 28 2013, 06:43 AM Post #19 |
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For a good long moment, Raz was silent and nailed to the ground. He wasn't moving nor was he willing. He simply observed and as soon as the larger bounty hunter made himself known, he couldn't contain his feelings anymore. Why do people always call my name so easily? Why do they have to act to familiar? Why do they think I'm such a fence-sitter?! Though perhaps that last thought was answerable by him when he was actually trying not to part with either group nor seemed to have been willing to join either. But was it really the case? He sighed and then glanced at Jermaine and Loic, before looking back at the tall bounty hunter. He raised a brow as he sized up the man. Surely, he would not want to pick a fight with him but there was something strange about the occurrence he found himself in. It was almost like fate itself had conjured this event and he was given a chance. "This is a hard question. If I step out of this, I return to normalcy and daily life would be a bitch having that bastard in the cafe going at me every chance he could and it could well bring trouble for the owner. On the other hand, if I choose to cause trouble, I'll have found myself in an unpleasant situation and perhaps fear for my own safety. But at the same time, I'll have found myself an excuse to leave this island. Hmmm, so which is it?," he ruminated aloud before he shrugged in the end and raised a hand like an obedient boy, "Okay, I'll join the challenge!" It was said with such a deadpan tone that he looked quite sarcastically by saying so while appearing almost jumpy at the situation. Then the raised hand to turned to a fist before it turned to a point and it pointed towards the fellows from earlier, "I'll be in their team though. I don't like bounty hunters to be honest. And I like that idea of yours that says it'll get me off this island." And so, perhaps that was his hidden agenda. |
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| MaxKodan | Jul 28 2013, 07:12 PM Post #20 |
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"....O-oi...." Loic scratched the back of his head lightly. He'd fallen in with a bunch of weirdos again. And what was up with this situation? A challenge? Why couldn't they just wipe the floor with a few overzealous bounty hunters and head out to sea? And what was that whole "The only bounty among you isn't worth the trouble" thing? Admittedly, Loic realized that he hadn't done all that much that was bounty worthy. Not yet, anyway. He tapped his foot gently as the newcomer agreed to take the challenge. Well...whatever. "Challenge, huh?" He sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Fine. Sounds like a waste of time, but it's not like I have anywhere to be." An island full of bounty hunters, and this guy looked like he had some money under his belt. On the other hand, he didn't look particularly strong, or able. Not that it was a guaranteed thing that he couldn't fight, but to offer a challenge like this... It wasn't just an island full of bounty hunters. It was an island full of bounty hunters that specialized in subversion and trickery, namely sleeping poison. Coming to this island had never been a test of strength. It was a test of wits. And to offer a challenge like this... "What's your "challenge", then?" |
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| Joker | Jul 29 2013, 03:30 PM Post #21 |
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crucifix&chill tho?
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Jermaine couldn't help but smile at the answers both of them had, he looked over to Zoey, and got a nod from her. He then turned toward the head bounty hunter, and smirked, "Well you heard the answer, now answer the question, what is the challenge." Jermaine could swear he felt a chill run down his back as he saw the smirk on the face of the rich looking bounty hunter. The man looked over toward the four different men behind him, before smirking. So it was a simple challenge of fighting? That had to be too simple.Turns out it was, the bounty hunter(pimp) looked over to his men(hoes), and nodded. "These four men will each individually deal you guys a test of their own choice. It can range from a drinking competition, to a straight on fight. But for my entertainment, nothing will be what it looks like, get it?"He threw his head back in laughter at the end of it. This bounty hunter was a rotten piece of work, but none of the men there seemed to care, as long as they were getting paid well. Jermaine didn't feel so confident anymore, he was good with planning, that he was sure off. But this wasn't his territory, he knew they were good with working in silence, and doing everything efficiently. But he never even heard of anything like this from Zoey, he was way out of his depth. He then turned back toward the first of the men to step up. He was fairly tall and lanky, with long red hair tied in a pony tail. He was wearing a simple plain blue shirt and jeans, this guy seemed different. He was standing like a lazy person. "Follow me, I own an onion parlor over here."The man walked toward a small warehouse, at a slow pace. Jermaine was having trouble staying at the same speed at the man. Who the hell walked this slow? He looked at the large building and shook his head, what was gonna go on here? Well he'd find out at one point. So he simply waited in front of the place, for the man to give them instructions. But when he looked over there, he got nothing but an earful of snoring, so Jermaine picked up a stone and threw it at the man. But the bounty hunter managed to catch it, even though his eyes were closed. Jermaine chuckled softly, the man was playing them. "Yare yare, that's not very nice now is it? Well I want you guys to go and peel me some perfect onions, don't cry either. Have 300 onions peeled in the next hour alright." The man opened the door to the warehouse, and left the group to their own devices. What the hell? Jermaine shook his head, before taking a step inside, but at the last minute he was stopped by Zoey, as a wire snapped, and a knife ended up right where he was about to step, a sigh of relief came out his mouth. This test wasn't very simple at all. He smirked once again, it was a great test actually. Pretty tiring if they were to go all out, but pacing oneself was the best way to success. "Well guys, I'm going in, be careful, and watch your steps, we don't want to lose toes now do we, that has to be bad for service I guess." Jermaine then made his way inside the house of doom. |
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| Jagan | Aug 1 2013, 07:35 AM Post #22 |
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It wasn't clear at first how the stranger would have them play, and for a moment Raz thought that they would be pitted against the many bounty hunters in the area. Actually, he was ready for a fight. After having his previous one stopped short when Jermaine wanted to do his solo, he thought it wouldn't be fair for him to simply steal it, too ungentlemanly. And now that the opposing party was well to give them a challenge with a high consequence, it seemed like the better option than previous. But much to his dismay was when they were led to the place behind the door to find themselves in a different kind of challenge– go to the other and peel onions. "How cliche. It feels more like a punishment than a challenge," he shrugged before Jermaine was evidently saved by another else he would have lost his foot. And all was clear that perhaps the real challenge was to get to the other side without incurring a loss of a limb or worse, bleed to death. But the narrow passageway to which they must first move through was rather… narrow and the limited options of wanting to have railings on the wall for support, was nowhere in sight. Their only hope now was indeed to be tactful and reach it fast. "Well, we just need to get to the other side, be quick about it, and peel those damn onions," he finally said, tying a knot on the excess of his sleeves to make sure it would be a hindrance. "Shall we dance then?" And as if on invitation– or more like impatience– Raz began to tap his foot on the ground and feel the rhythm from within until he moved his body in a spritz of a dance and started into the room with rapid trots, fast enough to at least move beyond each block of floor to the next while keeping eyes on the prize on the other side. It really was as easy as walking itself though perhaps it was also because he felt like the music was so embedded to him that it was air and all he needed was real focus to keep going. techs
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| MaxKodan | Aug 4 2013, 02:46 AM Post #23 |
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As the pair of suddenly excited fresh bloods started charging into the boobytrapped warehouse in front of them, a hand reached out and grabbed each one of their collars, pulling them back. "Hey, hey, what's with the rush?". Loic sighed and held them back for a moment. "Why would you run straight into someplace you know is trapped, eh?" He released his grip on them both and looked around for a moment. "If we're going to play this stupid game, we're not gonna give them the pleasure of watching us do it the hard way." He seemed to spot what he was looking for over by a few barrels that were stacked nearby. He walked over to them and, testing the weight a bit, picked one up and hefted it over to the entrance, setting it down just a bit off from the center of the doorway. "We'll do it the smart way." Pushing against the top of the barrel, he toppled it over onto it's side, not neatly placed right in the center of their path. Rounding to its side, he placed his foot firmly against the curved surface and gave a good, hard shove. The barrel set off on its journey, rolling across the floor and into the darkness with a good amount of speed. Even after loosing sight of it, the inevitable series of pangs, thwips, and thunks evidenced the barrel setting off a good number of the floor-based traps. Loic straightened his cloak a little and shook his head, turning to look at the man who'd given them the challenge. "And you. Really? Not a single tear shed?" He clicked his tongue. Honestly, it was just annoying him now. He brought a finger up to tap on the metal around his artificial eyes"I don't have tear ducts." Scoffing some more, Loic marched through the door, past the other two. He reached down and, with a good yank, pulled dagger that had nearly taken Jermaine's foot free from its wooden prison, retracting his hands back beneath the cloak. "Alright, let's go. Careful, there are probably a few left." Though he was indeed watching every inch of the way between them and their oniony goal, he sounded more irate than excited or determined. |
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| Joker | Aug 14 2013, 02:02 PM Post #24 |
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crucifix&chill tho?
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Jermaine was pretty surprised to find that the other man that they had just met was pretty good at dancing, so good that he was using it to move across the room. But Loic pulled them back. Jermaine listened to what the man had to say, and nodded, what he was saying was true. The dark skinned man ran a hand across his head, and stood by the entrance, once Loic rolled the barrel across the floor, and started to go inside, Jermaine followed. He looked around the warehouse, traps could be anywhere. He looked over to his bodyguard who was following behind him, and sighed, this whole situation might not be as simple as he wanted it to be. He watched every single one of his steps, and his eyes were never stuck in only one place, that could lead to him getting himself killed. "Am I the only one that thinks these challenges have a chance of being rigged? I should have used my brain before accepting. But we can do this, and laugh at the bounty hunters later on." He chuckled a little bit, but he continued to keep his eyes moving around the place, this wouldn't be an easy ride, far from it. He could see the other door, and walked toward it. He stopped at a few meters to the door. "Well this looks like the end of the line, but I'm not that naive, this door is probably full of traps, we should take extra care before even trying to open it. He searched around his pockets, and found a coin. He threw it toward the door, and once it touched the door, a multitude of different arrows and daggers came down on the area around the door. He was glad that he decided to stop instead of going to open the door straight away. |
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| MaxKodan | Aug 19 2013, 07:02 PM Post #25 |
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"I don't think that there's a chance of this challenge being rigged, I know for a fact it is." Loic glanced at the door as the beli clinked against it. Please, a challenge where they weren't allowed to cry while peeling onions? "There's four problems with this whole thing. One: Peeling onions isn't that bad, it's chopping them that's the worst bit. Two: To enforce the whole "no tears" thing, they'd have to actually be here, and if you notice, our gracious gamemaster is standing quite pretty outside the door. Three: There are no external stipulations aside from "no tears." That gives us basically free reign to do whatever we want, which would seem disadvantageous for them. And four..." He glanced behind himself for a moment, checking to make he wasn't being overheard. He was talking low enough. "This is an island that bases a large part of it's income on bringing in bounties. To allow pirates to escape by passing a test would be harmful to their name, no matter how "small" the bounty is." Loic would have rolled his eyes, if he could have. There was even more that didn't sit right with him about this whole thing, but at the moment that wasn't the point. Walking headlong into an obvious trap and blasting it apart like it was a wet cardboard box would leave one hell of a lasting impression. "Alright, some rules we should solidify before going in. Use whatever you can to cover your nose and mouth. Shirts, hats, cloths, whatever. Don't hesitate, we need to get this done quickly. Grab one of the daggers before you go in." He brandished the one he'd picked up earlier. "If they give us knives in there at all, it's a safe bet that they're dull. And last of all," He said as he walked to the door, raising a foot, "No fear." He thrust his foot forward, connecting solidly with the door, slamming it open. At the same time, he took several steps backwards to assess the situation. The whole room all but advertised that this door would be trapped heavily. If it was, then they were likely set to go off under the assumption that the door would be opened cautiously. If no further traps were sprung by the door itself opening, then it was likely that it was a ruse to lull them into a false sense of security. Either way, neither hesitation or over-boldness would end well. They needed to get in and out quickly, while keeping an eye out for the inevitable traps. Even the onions themselves should be suspect. Still, Loic was not about to give these guys the pleasure of getting under his skin. |
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| Joker | Aug 26 2013, 12:41 AM Post #26 |
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Jermaine made sure to listen carefully to what Loic said, the man knew what he was talking about. Once the man kicked the door open, Jermaine made sure to cover his nose using the top of his shirt. Zoey did something similar. He picked up a dagger from the floor, and made sure to wait out in front of the door for a while. He didn't see any smoke, daggers, knives or anything else fly out at them. He picked up another one from the ground, and threw it into the room. But nothing happened. At all. He went in as quickly as he could with his face still covered. And made sure to not to push anything at all. But he noticed something very quickly. "Guys. You won't believe this..... But all the onions are already peeled. No skin left on them at all." This definitely alerted him that something was very fishy about this game. He looked around the room. How many onions were they supposed to peel again?300 was it. Well Jermaine was sure there wasn't that many in this room. He made sure to be careful about picking it up. And started counting them, one by one. It took him a few minutes, and Zoey was busy looking around the room for any clues, she checked underneath the tables. The floor, and anything else she could think off. She soon found something strange. There was a lose tile on the floor. "This tile on the floor seems pretty loose over here. Should I remove it?" her voice was professional and calm. After hearing Jermaine give her permission, she picked it up as fast as she possibly could, which wasn't that fast, and she dropped it too. But in the end nothing happened. But it seemed to lead to some sort of tunnel. A sea breeze carrying the smell of the ocean seemed to have come out from the tunnel. Jermaine after finishing his count of the onions, managed to count a good 150 onions, only half the amount that they needed to get done with. He sighed, and walked on over to Zoey, "Zoey, I need you to pick up a large amount of onions, turns out there are only 150 of them here. Try and walk out the front exit. And go back to our boat, there should be a crate full of them. Heft in on over here. Only half the crate should be more than enough, put in a basket." He sighed, before moving himself on over to Loic. "Accepting this seemed to be a bad idea in the first place. I shouldn't have dragged anyone into this. Well we're stuck in a sticky situation. We might as well make the best of it...." Jermaine embedded something onto a wooden table after he finished speaking. What he wrote could be made out into words of some sort. Words
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| MaxKodan | Aug 26 2013, 09:04 PM Post #27 |
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The more Loic looked around the room, the more his eyes narrowed. He tapped his upper arm as his eyes swept the room. "What an absolutely stupid challenge..." His patience was wearing thin already with this. He seriously contemplated simply walking out and sending the man who stood in front of their door to the hospital in 6 different pieces, but he didn't want to be known as that guy. Still, what was all of this for? If they were just going to set them up for inevitable failure on the sheer premise of not providing the materials required to complete the challenge on a fundamental level, then what was all of this for? Were they hoping they'd just get caught up in the traps? No, that was ignorant. If they were just going to start a fight, why bother with the challenge in the first place? "These guys...I don't understand their game. They want us to complete these challenges. At least the first two. They want us to waste our time and energy, then swipe at us when we're tired out. Otherwise, why would they peel the onions?" Aggrivation was starting to creep into Loic's voice at this point. Not at the challenge, at least not at the "difficulty" of it. Rather, it was the sheer farce that they were making this. Couldn't it be a little less obvious what they were trying to do? And what was this secret passage? Were they supposed to find it? It didn't take long to do so. If they were, then it was a trap. If they weren't, then someone else was going to use it against them. Loic glanced down at the jotted message and shrugged his indifference. Whether they stole a bunch of stuff or not, it didn't affect him. As for himself, perhaps he would take just one thing. One item would disappear from their midst, and he was going to make sure they'd know it was leaving with him. |
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| Joker | Aug 27 2013, 09:04 AM Post #28 |
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Jermaine nodded at what Loic said, "But this isn't exactly what I'd call tiring. Time consuming is what it is. Why would they choose to waste money and resources to waste our time. It's as if we're resting, instead of doing challenges. This is one troublesome situation." He walked around the room a little bit. He was careful to watch his step. He looked at the hole or tunnel that was hidden underneath the floor. But he also made sure to keep his eye out for any traps. He didn't want to be impaled and die in such a pitiful way. Plus he had to go and make more money. He didn't achieve anything of note so far. He looked at the dagger in his hands. Jermaine wasn't a person who used weapons in any way, shape or form. Mainly because he didn't feel that he needed one. But this dagger did have it's uses, peeling oranges would be so easy, maybe he wouldn't have that weird white thing that always hung on. He was snapped out of his fruit crazed thoughts by the arrival of his bodyguard. She was barely carrying the crate of onions. It was always a good thing to be a merchant on the seas. He smiled, "Thanks for that Zoey, now lets get on with the peeling. These onions aren't going to cut themselves unlike the ones here." He took the crate off her hands, and put it down on the table. Before taking out one, and peeling it carefully, he first cut off the top end of the onion that didn't have the bulb. Then peeled back the skin before cutting it before the bulb full of the tear inducing acid. It was a simple trick that most vegetable and fruit salesmen knew. He continued doing so for a while, and Zoey soon did too. This wasn't hard at all, even if they could be attacked at any moment. Underneath the tunnel, a few bounty hunters were working on something. They mixed up a few chemicals, and made a grenade in the time the group of hooligans or pirates were talking. They had to get them in one hit at least. So they continued to work on a few more. A bigger explosion couldn't hurt anyone could it? |
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| MaxKodan | Aug 27 2013, 09:12 PM Post #29 |
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Loic rubbed his forehead to relax himself as he waited for the woman to return with the onions. When she did, he simply watched as the merchant peeled the first onion. The technique was a good one. "Alright, then...Hope you don't mind if I copy you." He picked up a few of the onions and after 4 or 5 he had the technique down passably well enough to speed up with it. Still, even as he did this, he kept glancing down at the trapdoor in the floor. "Alright, hold on...." He moved over to one of the other tables in the room. "Help me out with this." He took one of the ends of the table and raised a finger to his lips. Whoever helped him out, he picked up the table, flipped it over, and moved it, as quickly as he could without making a sound, on top of the trap door. Afterwards, he found the heaviest stuff he could in the room and set it on top of it. It was a hunch, but it was bothering him nonetheless. If nothing was going to happen and it was only their host's sheer stupidity and lack of creativity that led them to the unimpressive challenge of "get some more onions". However, if they WERE planning something, well...this would be more entertaining anyway. Quietly dusting his hands off, he smiled to himself and went back to the table, picking up the dagger from the floor outside and getting back to work. With a sudden thought, he paused for a moment and pocketed some of the bulb. Another smile crossed his lips, but he said nothing. Instead, he simply returned to his rather monotonous task, most of his senses now concentrated on the surrounding area, for the slightest hint of attack. |
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Lucky D. Lux • Lieutenant • Martial Artist / Carpenter • Marine Crew TBD • Commendations: 15 • SD Earned: 105 • Beli: 26,750,000 • Location: In Transit Inactive Scooped characters
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| Joker | Aug 29 2013, 11:54 AM Post #30 |
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crucifix&chill tho?
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Jermaine continued to cut the onions at the same pace as before. "Why would I mind. We'll get this done quicker if everyone does it at the same pace." Jermaine was well into his zone. By that he meant he wasn't cutting him his fingers into tiny little pieces of flappy flesh. He wasn't good with a knife, no he was far from being okay at using them. But still, he did constantly sell chopped vegetables, and fruits. He didn't know how to use them for cooking, but he sure as hell knew how to cut his fruit in the most effective and least time consuming way. He was brought out of his train of thought by Loic asking for help moving the table. He helped the man flip the table over, and dragged it over toward the hole. Jermaine face palmed as he hadn't thought of this idea. Clearly that hole was more trouble than it was worth. Jermaine plopped a couple of things on top of the table. Jermaine soon went back to his task, he had peeled a good 20 onions. But this pace was horrible, he sped up a little bit, he had to make sure not to cut his fingers. Jermaine was so concentrated on his current task. That when there was an explosion underneath the ground, thanks to a grenade being knocked back, due to the table being in the way. He barely noticed it. The second grenade was once again knocked back down by the table, and this time, it landed back on the little ship the bounty hunters used. The resulting explosion killed them. Plus the other explosives that exploded afterward didn't help either. There was a big rumble that rocked the building. Jermaine was knocked from his deep state of cutting after this blatant attack. "What the hell? Was that an earthquake..... No that's too convenient, good thing you thought of putting that table there. You're really a cautious man, the good kind too." He went back to his job, 40 onions were all cleared. Zoey herself was finished up with another 30. She had a few little cuts on her fingers, but they hardly bothered her. |
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