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Giant James and the Peaches; Dauntless Crew SL
Topic Started: Aug 7 2013, 11:52 PM (2,578 Views)
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The blood rained as James pointed his gun at Kuroda as he duck under as swiftly as he possibly could, from his low centre of gravity Kuroda grasped his knives and spun himself at a high velocity causing a great ammount of force to be brought with him. His high ammount of body control combined with his overwhelming strength allowed him to cause a torrent of air to be generated from his swing. At such a close distance the air would begin to hinder the grip of James, causing him great difficulty to aim his heavy rifle towards Kuroda at such a close range, Andjoo was also tooken upward with this torrent of air. This was seemingly planned as it took him almost to the same height of James. Using the back of the kitchen knife and rather the edge Kuroda struck the kneecap of James with great enough force to send him to his knees. The last marine pointed his gun at Kuroda but he quickly made quick work of him with a quick snap kick. James took this opportunity to suprise Kuroda and drop his gun thrusting a strong jab to the jaw of the cunning pirate. The Marine was simply indisposed of by the kick but Kuroda was now tooken aback as he smiled.

"Its almost like you get it now...planning things doesnt work out!"


Kuroda rushed towards James as he reeled back his right hand and clenched his fingers and put his knuckles out as he formed a clenched fist. James thrust a left cross and smacked his impeding force back as his adversary reeled as he grimaced at his opponent's lack of fear and calmness. The dread of losing also overbode him. As a Marine he was used to instilling fear into criminals of the weak willed but this was no ordinary man.

"I am quite an accurate punch, it was just logical. It doesnt mean I dont still plan on taking you down and I will with my next blow! Your punches arent as fast as my military trained refined ones, Phoenix upper!"

James's right hand was covered in a flame conductive material similar to flint as he ducked his enourmous height down from his lowered stature and dragged it across the hard stone surface causing his hand to ignite. With immense skill and strength he pushed the balls of his feet against the ground as he thrust up his fist with amazing skill as fire flared from the blow and as it came at Kuroda cinged him with the immense heat. He was not afraid though!

"DONT YOU GET IT! FIGHTING ISNT LOGICAL! ITS THE POWER OF THE HEART THAT PREVAILS ON THE SEA! INSTINCT AND WILL!"


Kuroda out manuevered the blow as he lifted his arm up quickly as it flung out like a whip. He brought down his arm length down apon the marine as he pointed out his elbow and with the lifting of James's body he brought his skull directly towards his elbow. Kuroda's swift smash downward with his arm then caused his elbow to become imbedded in James's face smacking him thusly cutting his face and disfiguring it deeply. Blood splatterred to ground as the skies began to darken almost. The clouds had been moving quickly all day but it seemed like it was gonna be sunny all day. Suddenly...BAM! Straight into James's back a sneak attack from above coming from Andjoo whom whcih thrust himself into the base of James's spine thus brought him too a whimper...his fists became open hands as he seemed to be in immense pain but not dead or unconscious strangely enough. Andjoo smacked off the ground after ricocheting off of James. After a small shrugh he made his way to Kuroda's side as he seemed to grab the collar of James.

"You must rely on others for a plan to come together!"

Kuroda brought his palm across James's face as he smacked him with a slap. James began to come out a trance of intense pain but he couldnt really move do to the damage to his body. He seemed to begin to cry as he began to stare at Kuroda.

"Plas! Jusf lut muh goh!"

Some of his teeth's dust fell from the gums of James as his teeth seemed to have been shattered by the blow from the elbow. James had been humbled but surely a rival such as thee would simply only be asking for a surrender to stall time for his recovery so Kuroda decided it was time to get to the point!

"Where is the fruit!"


James looked shocked at Kuroda's ruthless determination to be granted the devil fruit he had attained from him from their last encounter but seemed defeated in keeping his secret any longer.

"Ichs oan ah sheep toh Rogue toan foh ah riutenant. Yoh nevah cach arive!"


"Funny joke."

Kuroda brought his fist down apon the pitiful man's face causing his large stature to slam against a nearby building's roof causing his jaw too smack off it and bring him to the ground. The bigger they are the harder they fall. Kuroda turned around to notice the last firing squad had surrounded his exit, the line of shielded units were also charging towards Jay. Even Kuroda and Andjoo were stooped at how they were gonna get out of this but they had no time to wait if they were going to obtain that devil fruit which was naturally theirs for the taking. This young man named Jay seemed to be stand up and Kuroda beleived he would think of something so Kuroda raised his hands up as he waited for Jay to at least distract the riflemen long enough after maneuevering out the ay of the shielded men so they could make their escape.

"Code Red! They have tooken out James!"

One of the marines announced on their den den mushi watch.
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This fight was going on long enough, and the strain was beginning to build up not only due to the bleeding from being shot several times, but the fact he was basically running back and forth to deal with more and more marines. Looking back over to see Kuroda deal with the huge marine but also saw from the corner of his eye the shielded marines start making their way towards Jay. Giving a huge sigh he looked to Kuroda once more and saw him raise his hand, was he waving goodbye? Tightening his grip on the Staff which he was using to support his equally large frame he turned to the Marines that were still aiming their sights, he was half way to them as he began to run. The blacksmith lowered his shoulders and brought the staff down and held it like a lance as he hit his top speed.

Making contact with the front lines just as the firing pins were let loose the bullets all went wide, not only was he a moving target but he was within the immediate range of the riffles they were using. The staff was on the head of one marine as the large blacksmith thrust out, knocking him back into the second line, and with a flick of his wrist he detached the two separate rods that made up the Staff and held them like the Escrima Sticks that they were, this called for intense close combat, which was where the large Bo staff failed.

As such he brought around his large off hand with the iron rod to lash out against the nearest marines, he didn’t have to worry about Kuroda helping him if he was merely going to run, but he’d soon break through this line and get away, there was no way his journey would end here, even if he was getting more and more tired.
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Kuroda lifts his brow in somewhat disdain as he looks over at those whom which had cornered him, no one can corner a snake... they can always escape! He grasped his kitchen knife and swung his body sending out a strong enough wind to blow the marines pointing their guns at him, James was the only soldier whom which was in the area that truly stand a chance against him on this island. He had noticed that he was heavily injured though regardless of his bark and his bite becoming one. The heavy artillery of the mop up crew regardless of the quality of troops whom which were coming they could easily mow down the remains of their will regardless of how strong it was. Kuroda had too make his way too a resting point before finding a ship to be able too escape the island. Surely if even James cannot recover from his defeat they will send a replacement before long and Kuroda would need have to escape soon and surely but he could buy himself sometime if he made use of his surroundings for some shelter. That boy also would be coming with him surely as Kuroda could use an extra hand upon his travels so he would have to make quick work of these men before they finish him!

"Reaper's Breeze!"

The gust was so strong that the bullets fired from their guns diverted their path enough not to collide with Kuroda and sent the men with the backfire and the blast of wind to the ground with a thud. Kuroda made his way too them as he thrust his blade into the gut of one causing him to sleep. Kuroda turned and threw one of his wooden stakes into the shoulder of another as one slowly steadied a visual denden mushi and fixed it too Kuroda's face. He took a snap and it sent a picture of Kuroda's face back to the records of the Marine's, the flash of the picture caused Kuroda to target his gaze towards him but caused him to be slightly dazed. The rifleman then took his camera and snapped Jay whilst he could. Kuroda ran towards him and gave him a quick punt to the side of the skull causing the man to fall unconscious. The last riflemen slowly steadied his rifle towards that of Kuroda as he took a pot shot too his shoulder, the bullet pierced through as Kuroda grasped the wound before making a leaping stamp onto the man's skull. He slowly took some deep breaths as he felt his vision fading almost. He turned towards Jay as he ran towards him raising his elbow high as he planned to knock the man unconscious with a running elbow strike to the back of the cranium. Surely he would not expect Kuroda to strike him now after so long fighting on the field of battle with him. He would need the boy not to struggle to much for Kuroda's mode of transportation to his next location would require as little input as possible from the young boy. Hopefully he doesn't kill him with such a rabbit strike! Kuroda was though very injured, He would need to turn his attention to any marines who get here early. Andjoo would begin to sprint towards his master's side. During the entire scenario he began to go into the pocket of the marine whom which had been taking the photos and removed the visual den den mushi so that he could take a picture of his face as well. He was somewhat a fame whore, the fact that he didnt have a bounty as of yet really was getting on his nerves. He would maintain his following of his master as he made his way too the other pirate whom which was fighting the marines. It was now going to be time for their famous disappearing act. Andjoo would seem too give an expression of exhaustion as he had already been containing Kuroda in his gullet for many a day already and now he was gonna have too take a whole new load o'dearie.

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"More high level bounty pirates in the south blue! The Black Snake has reappeared and he has token out "Giant" James."

The young man declared to the head of the reporting chief in the South Blue info center as the chief seemed to make defined frown upon his face. He shook his head in displeasure as he slowly took a long inhale of his tobacco cigar, his moustache had been stained orange through many a year of tobacco smoking. He was a very old marine, formerly quite strong but he had retired too his position after many years of an unhealthy lifestyle. The newly printed pictures of Andjoo, Jay and Kuroda were spat out of the printer mushi. It had large glowing eyes that made bell noises after every print, its lips were covered in ink and the imprinted scans were marvelously detailed. The man shook his head as he placed his hand on the picture of Jay.

"Dauntless Jay."

He grumbled, then pointed to Kuroda and Andjoo's pictures which were close together.

"Black Snake and Red Snake, Kuroda and Andjoo the Snake!"

He shook his head as he raised his fist into the air before bringing it down upon the table in front of him.

"These men have now committed massive crimes against the Marines. The disposal of a marine officer is a great offence and I know of no officer currently remaining on that island who has the strength too take them on. They have probably allied themselves together. The devil fruit James sent to us before he was disposed of will probably be their next target, I want you to send some marines too impede them!"

(I am gonna get us out of here, take the strike if you want or not. I am not having the back up of marines arrive until Kuroda uses his method of escape to heal up both our wounds alittle so we can have a small character development conversation etc.)
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The fight was raging around him, and for the best part the large blacksmith was holding off many of the typically choreographed attacks that was the atypical marine training, every third attempt at a slash there was a small breathing gap as Jay could position himself into a striking out at a marine, though it often ended with the fourth in succession causing a new cut across an arm, a leg or part of his torso, though he often moved out the way.

This cycle completed itself several times and though Jay was effectively fighting blind, the dodge, block parry and riposte sort of movements, the sweat was building up so much that he barely had time to think and even now his movements were getting sluggish, it became every other marine, dodge, attempt an attack, get cut, move and repeat. His grunts were now unheard as he was used to the pain on some primal level, and just before the flash of the camera came he was truly dazzeled, spinning out with both of his arms, an angry and primal look upon his face. Though it caused enough of a divide in marines that it gave him some breathing space, both of his arms now outstretched, a weapon in each. Sweat and blood dripping off his body at various points, beginning to dampen the ground on which he had one knee and one foot on, the exhausted tired frame of this blacksmith raising and lower in quick succession as he tried to not only catch his breath but also blink out the sweat from his eyes, and even his hair which swayed at its own rhythm and pace in the air when there was the slightest breeze was beginning to lay still and flat on or above his skull.

As the marines piled in around him he forced both his feet to be under him and raised himself tall, and just as the sting from his eyes and the flash had gone and all the remained was the often wet filter he had from over sweating too much, he felt a sharp pain at the back of his head, giving out a “Guhk! noise the ground seemed to come towards him, but before he had time to properly acquaint his face to it, his vision truly went and the world went dark around him. Kuroda’s hit had been successful and with a weakened and exhausted mentally and physically the blacksmith went under fairly well with the shock to the brain.

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As the large man fell to the ground Kuroda slowly looked back nonchalantly at the remaining marines whom which were still remaining as he began to dust off his clothing lightly, that building falling on him surely was quite a doozey. Kuroda slowly squatted down before folding his legs. He made them into a lotus position as Andjoo came closer to indisposed Jay and Kuroda. The ornery fat snake slowly dislocated jaw and like a tarp which you place over an object to protect them from rain. Kuroda's body became compact as his limbs squished into the relatively small but fat snake which seemed to fit both of their human sizes within him but it was still pushing it. As the marines continued to follow Andjoo made his best attempt to escape them without too much hindrance. They were looking for a snake but they did not expect too see what they did when they looked upon Andjoo, before they could steady their guns long enough to take aim and fire the would fail as he was still able to quickly move relatively whilst holding them in his gullet. Andjoo made his way to the harbor as dusk began to fall. Andjoo expelled from his gullet Kuroda and Jay in a safer location, it was in what seemed to be an abandoned warehouse. Using an empty oil drum with some crude oil remaining. Kuroda made a small fire which to give them warmth. Jay was too injured to wake as of yet so Kuroda made short work of his flesh wounds but for the next few days he would be incapable of fighting at his fullest. As wanted men they could not remain their for much longer and they would have to do it at the fall of night. As it came to late evening Kuroda had prepared them a small stew from the none expired ingredients in which he located within the vicinity. He placed a piece of warm cloth on Jay's head and removed his staff from his possession as he sat over him. His dreary eyes watched the man intensely to make sure he was not feigning sleep to take Kuroda off guard. His beaten and dreary eyes were sagging from exhaustion and lack of sleep but they could very easily be found. Kuroda fanned the smoke so it wouldn't be easily found within the night sky to expose their location to a small squad of marines whom which were on night duty. They were well armed with some fully loaded rifles, torch lights and some trained dogs which could easily man handle those whom which are untalented in hand to hand combat. Not a label for these criminals but they were surely quite wounded for their escapades in the town square and they would have much trouble in combat at the present moment.

"Wake up...your already getting in the way. They will be here for us soon..."

He would slowly look behind the cover which Kuroda had put together with some of the loose stock containers littered around him somewhat made any view of those entering hard but Kuroda was well aware this was not a town of purely justice but crime as well. This location surely had people visiting quite often. There was some none rotten food which had been freshly somewhat bitten. He could tell he was a tracker of sorts. There was tobacco roll ups half smoked and discarded on the floor. Surely they would be coming to meet, there was a reason the dogs had not sniffed out the smoke and brought the marines here. The Grey Butterflies...Kuroda noticed the smell of gunpowder. There was bullet holes in some of the storage containers, they had been practicing their gun play here at night. Thankfully the night was still young and they still had some time remaining but they were out of the fire and into the frying pan.
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Whilst he was unconscious various visions came to the blacksmith in the darkness, the first was his home town and the somewhat happy if not boring life he led, it was all routine of waking up, crafting weapons, then training with some of them before going to the tournaments and classes on the weekend, his body was always complaining of something be it bruises, fractured bones, general strain or not enough sleep. It was a simpler time but it drove him insane seeing the same things day in and day out he developed an itch that many children of Karate island developed, the need to get out, the need to better themselves and the need for bigger fights it was drilled into them since childhood.

The second vision was David, the captain of the dauntless pirates, he was naive need guidance and was most likely going to die from his own mistakes without his help, the white beard doctor was there in a flash and the several people he wasn’t able to help, the innocent people under the boot of marines that couldn’t even fight back. It was no way to live and Jay had failed them.

Out in the real world whilst Kuroda watched the blacksmith, his face would scrunch up and begin to toss in his sleep a bit, not violently but enough to be noticed, with various bits of argument being mumbled.

From there it was just flashes of various mistakes and attempts at being a ‘big pirate’ that David did, though Jay stuck with him, as he got him out of trouble and he swore his loyalty to him but the last image was the captain running with the crowd after Jay had caused enough of a gap to become a target. Then it struck him, was he dead? The last image he remembered was heading towards the floor, surrounded by marines. Then came the voice, a voice he didn’t know well but knew enough to try and respond to it.

Slowly the large Blacksmith opened his eyes and saw a makeshift bit of cover around them, not moving his body, and still feeling incredibly weakened from the various wounds and overexerting as such he couldn’t if he wanted to, eventually however his eyes landed on Kuroda and his brow furrowed in confusion as the words began to register in his mind. Meekly Jay replied “If that’s the damn case...You should have left me to die... Death in battle, to something you believe in... Wouldn’t have been unacceptable, even if it would have been premature.” closing his eyes for a few moments he then tried to lift his weight up so he was at least sitting, or in a more comfortable position.

Now he was more awake, and as the burning sensation of his wounds began to make themselves known after attempting to move, he took in his surroundings, now there was only one question as he brought his eyes back to the pirate before him ”What’s the plan?”
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"Baka. If I could of let you die, don't you think I would of?"

He frowned as he looked down at the boy with his furrowed brow. He slowly stood up as he looked around the area. Andjoo appeared as he moved closer to Kuroda. Kuroda knelt down and seemed to stare at Andjoo somewhat quite intensely as he shook his head. He looked over the cover which was keeping them in the shadows. As he seen a silhouette. He slowly took out his kitchen knife and pointed it towards Jay as he seemed to lift his finger too his lips as he made a motion for Jay to hush. They were here, the best of the Grey Butterflies. The silhouette from afar, it was the Grey Reaper. He was carrying two handguns aloft at each side which seemed to point aloft at the ground, two large bayonet knives mounted on each barrel of the gun's. It was said that he was ruthless man whom which was the defining member of his gang, a former pirate of a bounty reaching ::beli:: 12'000'000 . He had hid his presence with his affluence amongst the island and bribes paid by his boss. Known for his ability to track down and slay greater men with unrelenting tenacity. Kuroda ducked his head as he looked over at Jay. He felt like his favour of saving the young lad had been token completely for granted, he needed to learn some respect.

"Until you think you can defeat me, Then do not go dieing in vain since I went out my way to save your life."

He said towards him as Kuroda slowly stretched his legs and arms as he armed himself he felt the wounds from previously begin to ache. He slowly backed around the corner as Andjoo came too his side. He looked over at the boy and growled at him quickly with a quick snapping order.

"Kick that fire when you can balance yourself wuss, we need to get to a small boat which we can leave on pronto! If they cant see us they cant shoot at us...try and not show your location whelp."

He made a hearty chuckle as he barked out orders like when he was a captain. He knew that this kid and him could get up to some major mischief if they put their head's together and worked at it with all their will. They were certainly in for it of sorts with the news of his return reaching the marines. These simple gangsters may be strong but they would certainly be no match for a full health Kuroda but he would simply have to use his cunning to survive this encounter as he would try to make a daring escape into the night without alarming the marines as well to their location. That would suck balls.

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::rawr:: That day.

It was a sunny day on the island of Awestralia. The market was bustling and many different merchants had came too peddle their wares on the streets of the small costal village. Regardless of its criminal connections located in the underground it was still seen as one of the most popular tourist locations within South blue due to its habitat which was welcome to humans and those seemingly docile. At the docks was a large caravan like boat, It was around 15 feet tall and 10 feet wide. Located on the middle of the ship was a small hut containing a small amount of room for sleeping, A table with a crystal ball in the middle and some mats either end of the table. Curtains covered the entrance of the cabin and there were no windows to bring light in, the curtains were a dark purple allowing a somewhat shaded light into the room, it was also lit by some strange lamps located at every corner. It wasn't much of a fire hazard as such as the flames from the lamps couldn't touch anything drastic but they'd need to be token down during naval combat. The ship was propelled by the use of oars and was very slow for the means in which it could travel with that of a single person, there is small mats located at the front and back of the ship in which where people are meant to sit and use large oars too push the mass of the boats across the ocean. The ship had no sail and could not likely stand that of the grand line. Upon each side of the boat was a sign saying. "Baba Sees!"

"Did you hear! The bar has fell to its knees to pirates!"

There was a storm of feet as people began to move towards the location of the fight between the Dauntless Pirates, Jay and Kuroda vs Giant James and his marines. It was taking away a lot of the hustle and bustle from the boat shops. There was a stark silence for quite sometime as some of the shops began to close and even sail away. They knew something which the others didn't about the Awestralia business model and that is if you don't make enough money don't think about staying. There was sound of gunfire outside of the boat. An old man sat at the side of the table. He had a large fro of grey curly thick hair and a small goatee. Adourn his neck was a small purple bandana and apon his person was mostly hemp made robes which seemed to give off no class or value. He seemed hard shipped as he knew his crystal ball was nowhere near clear as he had to get a cheap imitation remake after he lost it gambling in poker whilst in an okama strip club. The thin wooden walls of his small cabin stall for the supernatural heard a great big thud. Baba stuck his head out and looked as he seen the body of a man about 20 years young fall into the surface of the water. Baba looked over too see a somewhat fearful man, with his small beady dark blue eyes he stared over at the man as he tried to focus through the darkness of the shade his facial hair and fro provided. He stood around 5'8 wearing a grey fancy suit and a grey dyed leather snakeskin trench coat. Baba could not help be impressed by the amount of money the man was willing to spend on his clothing but how indefinitely no matter how intimidating you wish you could be by wearing a trench coat you forever lose that intimidation instantly due too its incredible impracticality. The man wielded his mad bayonet guns and pointed them at the mad baba and held his life at risk if he did not bring him ::beli:: 5'000'000 by the end of the night he would cut his afro off and ruin his shop boat. Baba was undoubtedly distraught as he held himself in contempt for the next few hours. They took any money that he had made that day and he had no food to eat to give him energy too make a move into finding someway to make money. He lay there deep into the night as he noticed the reaper had not came yet and gave a sigh of relief but little did he know that Baba's night was still young.

(Thought I'd make a post and a half worth with that edit and setup a small character in Baba as an Npc for the transport of us out of this area. Keep up the pace bro :) )
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The words that were barked at Jay certainly got his attention, and his mind began to work a bit quicker but he didn’t appreciate being spoken to in such a manner, though the pirate was right he had indeed saved him, or at least that made the most sense. The pain still stabbed through his entire large frame but as he spoke about kicking out the fire, he could move more freely but that didn’t stop his muscles screaming at him for moving before they had time to sort themselves out. The blacksmith kicked sand over the fire and it soon died down to ember, then nothing at all and as Jay watched Kuroda move into the darkness he closed his eyes and took in a deep breath before moving onto his knees and then into a crouched position ready to run. Moving himself slowly, as that didn’t cause as much pain and for the stealth, he made his way to the Bo staff that Kuroda had removed from his possession and unscrewed it with a small click, dethatching it in half and allowing Jay to wield it as single handed weapons, the escrima stick form of his large weapon.

Once he had the large piece of iron in each hand he crouch walked over to Kuroda and peeked out with one eye around him, to look for the grey butterflies. Leaning in a bit closer the blacksmith whispered ”I’ll follow you off this island, but you insult me again and I will take you down... I don’t care how much the government thinks your head is worth.” Though it soon became apparent to the large man from Karate Island that this pirate who had saved him and now claimed him was simply looking at the enemies, as such Jay took the liberty to truly take in the surroundings, and as his eyes began to get used to the darkness fully Jay tapped Kuroda on the shoulder, as to make less noise and pointed over to where a set of trees and thick vegetation of bushes gave hints of a path to leave, which would make sense that this ex-location of a gang would have a quick leave option and it would be fairly hidden.

Out of instinct though Jay leant back and allowed the pirate his space to think and do whatever his thing was, and in that time Jay would take up some of the dirt and sand that was beneath his sandals and rubbed it between his thumb, index and middle finger getting a feeling of what this was most likely to become, another battlefield, but a serious fight wouldn’t end well for him and he knew it deep down, and even though he was a proud citizen of Karate Island, dying here was not his ideal outcome.
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"All bark and no bite. Stop your tongue cur less you bite it off whilst talking."

In that instance a bullet flew by his head. He couldn't see the men whom which were shooting at them yet as there was little to no give as to the pitch darkness which acted like a veil across their perception of their surroundings. Kuroda lifted himself up as he began to circle around, He motioned for Jay to follow as they moved closer to the light brought in by a hole located in the ceiling. The men seemed to be arguing quite a bit for letting them know they were here. The largest of them all brought down his bayonet knife across the chest at the insubordinate lackey whom which let out the stray fire from his handgun. Kuroda took in a slight sigh of relief as this would give them enough time to escape. The team kill was just a sign of things to come if they sat around with their thumbs up their ass. Kuroda looked over to them and noticed something strange, He had underestimated the tenacity of the Grey Reaper. He was dragging the tip of his bayonet blades across the ground as stray oil from varying properties began to go up in some scarlet flame and climb up the foundations of the small abandoned warehouse. The room became lit with orange light generated from the strong heat, the foundations of the building fell down onto the exit in which Jay had pointed out for their escape. Kuroda took a strong grip of his blade and then leaped towards the flame slicing enough space out of the timber to allow them a shot for escape. The trees and vegetation would go up in flames generating a large amount of black smoke billowing up into the sky as sirens began to wake the people of this once quiet town as marine units began marching to the docks. Kuroda fell to his knees as he felt his body strain after preforming such an attack. He turned too Jay, as he stood boldly.

"Stop making me babysit you whelp and get your ass out of here I'll hold these guys until I escape the fire filled tomb which they had planned for us."

They were now completely in full view as Kuroda stood in front of Jay between their assailants. They had no time to be making any stops. Anjoo made his way through the opening with a leaping launch through the flames as he slowly sat at attention as he awaited for Jay to do something.
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Though Jay followed the man around the gunshot took him by surprise, and when Kuroda made an exit for them again the blacksmith was surprised, though he didn’t flinch at any of the movements, as he had been under cannon fire and a gun that fired in quick succession not to long ago. Though as Kuroda spoke to him again Jay raised up one of the Escrima sticks and said “I mean it whelp, talk to me like that again and you’ll be eating with less teeth, I don’t care if you dragged me from marines, I was in that damn fight because of you in the first place. Now hurry up and clean these idiot gangers so you can come through on that offer of a boat.” there was fire around his feet but the blacksmith was used to heat stronger than this when he had a decent furnace, so strolling up to the exit and hopping out wasn’t particularly rushed, though once outside Jay looked to the snake and raised a brow again.

He didn’t particularly wait for Kuroda to be done but began to stroll back towards the main dock area where he had sailed in, placing his weapons in their holster on his right thigh. Being a large man however Jay was moving carefully, as he was often taken notice of, and with his wounds, bandages and coming from the area where there would be no doubt a lot of noise, if not at least one gunshot, he was making sure to walk as smoothly as he normally would, if he hadn’t gotten the injuries, despite it making the pain flare more.

Though as he was strolling his speed was slow, and allowed him time to think, “I wonder if all pirates are the same, the legends of the straw hats but only be legends, only given note because they were the rare few, perhaps I did choose the wrong side, and if that young idiot thinks I’ll follow him after being spoken to like that then he’ll find my staff across the back of the head sooner than later, and I don’t care how ‘dangerous’ he’s supposed to be....” Pausing to shake his head and rub his eyes the black smith took a moment to sit by the side of this path he had been walking and wait.
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Andjoo would keep up the pace with Jay's movements and make a dive through the fire like hoop like entrance which Kuroda made through the inflamed obstacle which stood in their way. Andjoo would watch as the young man would try and get himself together. It stared with an earthshaking glare at the young boy at his apparent casual attitude to the situation at hand, it was not many he had seen such ego which would make a warrior feel at home in a chase. It would keep an eye on the boy and make sure he would not run off whilst his master would fend of the followers. Kuroda stood their somewhat at an unsettling nervousness about the assailant whom in which had caught up with them and had thought of a means of simply killing than rather capturing them, before he could have a moment to think about how to evade the incoming bullets it was like if the men whom which had perfectly powerful enough ranged weapons to gun him down like a fish in a barrel were put on a stand by.

A flash of metal against moonlight would come through the darkness seemingly generated by the shadow of the flames from behind Kuroda like it was pouncing towards our hero. He would take a quick step back out of almost only instinct as he felt a sharp pain. A light wound across his chest had opened up simply by being touched by the tip of the blade at which seemingly swung at him. He couldn't even get a glimpse of whom was attacking at him as he quickly grasped hold of one of the stakes which were located under his jacket with a firm grip. He knew perfectly whom which was attacking him, a proud warrior known throughout the island whom wished to take the one whom caused them all this trouble head to head so he could see his hope and dreams become drained out of his eyes as slowly as his blood. It was the Grey Reaper. Kuroda had seemed to have hit a soft spot with his naming of his former shovel as the black reaper and holding the epithet a mantle with much less pride an honor too it him being an obscure drunk and all. The stake came out of his sleeve and diverted the strike of the other Bayonet's swing for only a moment, unfortunately for Kuroda, the man was not aiming to simply cut him once more but too shoot him dead. Bang! His gun went off, the bullet's original course was diverted enough to not hit its target which was originally planned to go straight through between Kuroda's eyes. It instead went deep inside the corner of Kuroda's left eye. A sense of complete displacement overcame Kuroda as he fell back bleeding profusely as he let go of his stake causing it to fling from his grasp and go flying into his gunner's shoulder, the force of the double bow caused both of them to go flying back.

The Reaper was completely token off his feet but Kuroda was able to get some gripping, luckily enough for him it was his next destination which was the exit which he had made earlier. From what he could see Kuroda tried to make himself steady and get the face of the man whom called The Grey Reaper but all he could do was see his smiling toothy grin from a far. This man was not to be messed with but rather be turned into a little girl by the minor fear of dying and massive blood lost Kuroda simply pouted for this was not the day he would face this man in fact the day it comes he may even be too powerful so it may even be too easier but the pride he'd get from slaying him now would only be even more sweet but even he had doubts in himself sometimes, the one whom thinks almost as a philosophy that if there is a true will the impossible becomes possible. Kuroda had no will for ending his journey today and began too dash as well as he could too as where he thought Jay was. Bleeding and covered in soot the Reaper did not seem to follow him as he seen that a wounded wolf was not the prey he had come to slay. That did not mean it was going to be any easier here on out though. A group of two marines armed with cutlasses came around the corner and stood surrounding both Andjoo and Jay before they could even have much time to react, Four dogs appeared as well. They were almost completely fenced in and due to Jay's wounds he would only have enough time to arm himself to face them off long enough for Kuroda too catch up with them. The ever watchful Andjoo was also tooken a back by this.

"Red Snake Andjoo and Dauntless Jay. Surrender now and you may not face the penalty of death."

The men out cried at the too in their little box formation. Andjoo did not seem amused but simply flung himself straight at one of the dogs. He smacked it directly in the head with his causing its skull too bounce off of the cement as another tried to take a wild bite at its tail and subdue the snake but he was too dexterous, the experienced pirate snake escaped it's clutches of its teeth. Andjoo wrapped its tail around the dog's neck and rung it before letting it down narrowly too the side. It stared at the rest but didnt seem much interested as it began too devour the corpse of one of the dog's in front of Jay. What the fuck was this thing?, It was all too apparent this was the only thing which could be a pet of Kuroda.
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The large warrior was catching his breath, and tiredness fell over him, possibly due to the fighting he had been doing possibly the blood loss, or more than likely both, all he wanted to do was put his head back, which he allowed, and close his eyes despite being well aware of the large snake watching him contently. If it was going to try and eat him he’d give the damned overgrown leather jacket one hell of a stomach ache on the way down, but it didn’t take long after he closed his eyes before he heard footsteps, several footsteps….

”For gods sakes….” Was all Jay said as the Marines came up and surrounded him with the dogs, though as they made their move on Jay and Andjoo to box him in he managed to get up onto his left foot and knee and managed to get a metal iron rod in each hand. The leather grips reassured him though through his still blurred vision he could swear that they were beginning to dent, and wear down through the excessive use of today’s little jaunt. Closing his eyes tight the pirate heard the words through muffled ears and opened them again, they focused slightly better, and gave him enough to make out that there was two marines rather than a blurred wall of white and blue, and of course he checked his surroundings to see…..That Snake….Devouring a dog whole.

Horrified was not a good enough word for how Jay felt, he had heard how snakes ate, but one of that size doing it to one of the mean looking dogs was something completely different, however his attention was brought back to the Marines, clearly they wanted an answer, did they expect him to surrender? This caused him to laugh, and the laugh rather than being a belly laugh was chesty and full of what could have been phlegm as he stood up, his arms loose by his side. As the chortle subsided the blacksmith ran a blood and dirt covered hand through his hair, and loved the cold metal on his scalp before pointing at the one on the right. “I am Jay Rateshi…Former first mate of the Dauntless pirates… Now free man of the sea…. I defended those innocent men and woman your colleages gunned down and stabbed… I took bullets for the elderly you shot at…. And I have become the evil here?” More laughter which brought the phlegm up to his throat, allowing the large bulk of the blacksmith to spit it into the dirt next to him.

He then moved his arm over to point at the one on the left and smiled before saying “What in that….Sayss… I’m going to surrender? Did you bring a gun? No? Then as a trained resident of Karate island….*cough cough* I will die fighting….” Bringing the pointing arm and weapon down from the marines and then out to the side, mimicking with the other side his arms now raised as if he was to be crucified, weapons in hand, he finished “Come at me….Bro…”
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The black smoke from the flaming wreckage thus formerly known as the warehouse in which they were residing in rose too the cloudy skies and formed clouds of thunder from their toxic fumes and gases. The warrior known as Kuroda simply stumbled towards his destination foot by foot as he made his way too the man whom which he had saved throwing his life away once again. He coughed as he fell too one knee and slowly raised his knife outward in front of him. His wounds began too pale as he looked over too Jay and then made him grant him eye contact with his mere presence. He then exclaimed loudly for all too hear.

"Duck!"

Kuroda then grasped his knife firmly, the burn wounds from all the previous battling in which no one else was able too tend too them and the lack of sleep and time to recover from such wounds began too take its toll. The wounds began too sap blood as a searing stinging pain that was almost unreal began too emit from them as he felt his chest began too become full of pain. He quickly flipped out a rollup out of his tobacco tin with much ease before bringing his draw too his lip with his off hand meaning his left. He held it in his lips as he summoned all the strength he could, the lack of rest and lack of long combat potential drowned on him as he the pulled back for a long swing of his kitchen knife. He swung with tremendous strength as he tore the area in front of him asunder and a blast of slicing force became of the area in which he swung his blade.

"Black...reaper...torment...greed..."

He uttered, the moment he let go of his words his pupils became extremely dilated, his eye lids did not shut and his wounds spurted with black blood from the toxins inside him. He was not a healthy eater. He fell face first into the stone pavement in front of him as a massive slicing force so strong it could cut through metal itself caught up too them. Andjoo the Santa Python and obviously one of the most interesting pooped out the clothes which he held in his stomach after eating. He sensed the vibrations of the foot steps of his master coming as he quickly ducked his head as he knew only chaos could come of it which he may become harmed under. He looked down as he wished hopefully for his companion too duck his head the same. The snake felt faint as the constant moving and fighting was taking its toll. He was the one whom which snuck Kuroda onto Awestralia too look for the devil fruit he was looking for in the first place and not only was his master unable too obtain the fruit he had became incredibly injured and brought a drag along. Andjoo's face contorted as he seemed too be in pain before he suddenly pooped out the corpse of the thing he ate with layers of skin and nutrients detached...He was truly a grim creature to come from such a benevolent deity and practitioner of good faith and such. The snake was nervous though, something which he did not suffer from often whilst within the confines of Kuroda's service. That indeed he did not think he would ever feel such a fear and for it too become such a young pirate indeed worried him if it would crush the young man's dream's Kuroda needed him too continue on.
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As Jay looked his apparently new comrade in the eye and heard the command his body moved more out of instinct than it did conscious thought to evade whatever it was Kuroda was going to throw out, and although in his mind he was going to kneel down under it and then attack after whatever it was that was going to happen, his body merely caused him to fall forward into the dirt more or less face first. The blacksmith thought on the situation as he lay there, his head turned from the dirt and as he watched the strange attack feelings of inadequacy came into his mind, he wasn’t strong enough, he couldn’t take as many punches, he wasn’t fast enough, he just wasn’t on the same level as some of these pirates that still hung about in the blues, how did he honestly expect to survive past this stage if he didn’t get any better.

Still he forced his hands under his torso, still grasping to the iron rods he called weapons and tried to crawl forward, tried to move himself to fight as that was the only thing the man was taught from being a child, it was the primal thought that came with this seemingly weak wannabe pirate. Each movement was like a thousand knives in each sinew and tendon across his form, smirking and coughing Jay looked towards Kuroda and said “Looks like we’re not going to make it to shore, at this rate we’ll barely make it to town before the marines figure out where we are, and how weak we are… What a way to go,” even now talking was beginning to hurt, so much that even though moments ago he was refusing to die he simply just stopped pushing himself forward, stopped crawling and stopped giving a flying fuck whether he moved on.

His last movement was to flip over onto his back so he could look up at the night sky, perhaps for the last time, though he did chuckle once more and force out some words “At least it was fun. Ha…Haha…Haha…”
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