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| ♥ Tengu | Jan 22 2014, 07:31 PM Post #31 |
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“Master, there is a new development that you should be aware of-” a young man, shrouded in black muttered in the darkness, kneeling before a smoky figure. The figure sighed, shifting the long-stemmed pipe in his hand, “Proceed, I suppose.” The man’s words seemed to slip out of his mouth lazily, as if they were gobs of sap, dripping from a broken branch. “There are two outsiders in the village, one of which is a pirate. She doesn’t have a bounty, but we’ve been able to make a possible connection between her and the Kuja Pirates of Amazon Lily. If we capture her, we could make a hefty profit from the ransom.” “Interesting, I suppose-” the figure yawned, slouching and leaning in such a way that his face was caught in a dim beam of light. He was an older man, most likely in his late 50’s, with deep lines cut in his face, and a top knot that was beginning to grey. His uninterested, half-closed eye’s rolled back to look at the messenger once more. “And the other? You did say there were two, I suppose.” The messenger gulped slightly- “Sir, it’s a man, and not a pirate. A half-fishman and a wrestler it seems. I wouldn’t have mentioned it, but… but…” he paused, unable to say anything. “I suppose it’s pretty bad if that’s your reaction. That means it’s worth me knowing, I suppose.” “Y-Yes sir. It’s just that… he was fraternizing with your daughter, trying to get her to do impure things, by all accords!” he blurted out, eyes slammed shut in fear of his master’s rage. Tired girl’s dad, or rather Tired Man, sat silent for a moment, before the slightest shift angled his brow, and the slightest fire lit in his eye. “I’ll kill him personally, I suppose.” *** As the pair walked along to the dock, Damien listened to Tsubaki, shaking his head with a small dismissive smile. “Pssssh, come one, why wouldn’t they like me? I’m a lover and a poet and a saint, I tells ya!” |
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| Kat | Jan 22 2014, 08:25 PM Post #32 |
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"Tch," Tsubaki couldn't stop the small, snarky sound from coming out of her mouth. She glanced sidelong at Damien, no longer taking him as seriously as she had been. Perhaps being around such a wild male was a good way to desensitize. "A poet?" She drawled, relaxing out of her serious tone, and trying to match his conversation style. "I would like to hear one poem." She wasn't even going to broach his 'saint' claim. From what she had seen so far, although he wasn't willing to dispose of the barmaid he called Tired Girl, she now assumed that it was for a less pure reason other than simply being against killing people. |
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| ♥ Tengu | Jan 22 2014, 09:11 PM Post #33 |
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Damien simply looked over at the Amazon and rolled his eyes, not hesitating to make up a little something something on the fly- Mmm- the tired girl My true inspiration Come a bit closer “That right there is what some people call haiku, but I call it fivesevenfive for short. A bit too restrained for my liking, but what do you want? Art’z art, right? And you didn’t think I was a poet. Woowoo~” “Oi, that’s what most people don’t get. Wrestling is fake? Nah man, wrestling is the realest shit out there. Check it- I gotta look this good, talk this fine, and give the fans a reason to come back, eh? Fightin’- singin’- actin’- it’s all there, sweetcheeks.” At that, they arrived at the docks, which were oddly empty, although, given where they were, it was no surprise. Although it was a fairly nice day, and there were several ships there, not a single soul was in sight. Just as Damien was about to give some snark, a voice broke the silence. “A-hem.” As if they had appeared out of thin air, two men stood behind the pair, where there was nothing a moment ago, one old man dressed in a Kimono, wielding a giant katana, and what appeared to be a ninja. “You, wrestler, you’re the one I’m looking for, I suppose. My daughter, what did you say to her?” He lazily croaked at Damien. “Heh? You mean tired girl? I just asked her to hit me up later. Little spark plug you got there, tired-pops, one hell of a girl.” “I see. I’ll take care of you personally, I suppose. Hm. Shin, capture the Kuja-” he slowly glanced back at his associate behind him. “Y-Yes sir!” the loosely clothed ninja nodded at his master, turning to face Tsubaki. “I-I won’t make this easy for you, I know that you’re a- a no good pirate!” He stammered at her. OOC |
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| Kat | Jan 22 2014, 10:02 PM Post #34 |
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Having expected him to simply back out of attempted poetry, Tsubaki's eyebrows rose as he performed his short piece of literary art. Too bad it wouldn't win him any praise, especially from the barmaid who clearly wouldn't be thrilled to ever discover a haiku about her. Damien explained his wrestler-philosophy to Tsubaki, and although there might be several parts of his speech she could have disagreed with, she didn't speak. At least the male was passionate. Their conversation was abruptly cut short by the appearance of two men behind them. Tsubaki immediately tensed upon their arrival, surprised. She had been lax in paying attention to her surroundings, caught up in her conversation with the half-fishmale. She didn't like the sensation of being snuck up on. Usually she was the one prowling around behind people. She hardly listened to the exchange between the kimono man and Damien, instead focused on be ready for any sudden movement the strangers made. Her ears perked up, however, at the word 'Kuja'. She replayed in her mind the orders of the kimono man she had only half-listened to before. Did he dare say 'capture'? Her focus snapped from the kimono man to the covertly attired male behind him, the one apparently named 'Shin'. He stepped towards her, nervously throwing a threat her way. In one fluid motion, she went from tense to a deceptively lax stance. Tsubaki grinned maliciously, baring her teeth. "You know I am a Kuja, but still think you can 'capture' me? Stupid males, I will show you your mistake," She growled, her golden eyes flashing angrily. OOC
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| ♥ Tengu | Jan 23 2014, 09:56 PM Post #35 |
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The tired man glared at Damien with his own form of drowsy contempt, but the wrestler wa unsure how to react to the challenge. “Yo, I get what you’re saying, but I can’t be beatin on some geezer, shit aint my style, man.” Damien said, scratching his head with a conflicted look on his face. “Upstart youth, although I suppose you don’t understand who you’re dealing with…” he drawled, grasping the handle of his katana. “Unfortunately for you, I am who many consider to be the finest swordsman in this village…” the man continued, drawing his sword about half way. “Swords? That’s cool, but aint you supposed to have honor and not attack people without swords or some bushido shit like that? I don’t really care, but-” “Silence. You didn’t let me finish, upstart. I suppose even if I am the finest swordsman, it is far from my forte-” He hissed, drawing his sword completely, and holding it infront of him. With a lazy smirk, he tossed it into the air, sending it spinning straight up. “Heh?” Damien sighed, unsure of what was happening infront of him. The blade hit the top of its arc, and quickly spun down, straight towards the tired man, seemingly about to cleave the man in half. *Shink-* Damien winced with the sound of the blade slicing, followed by the dull thud of the blade sticking into the wooden dock. Slowly, Damien opened his eyes- “Jesus old man, I- Dayam.” The Tired man stood firm, arms crossed and eyes closed, his tattered kimono lying around him, and his blade stuck between his feet. He stood like a mountain, unwavering, finely muscled body glistening in the sunlight. Gone were his traditional clothes, all that remained was a speedo, a champion belt, and a raccoon-dog tail. “I suppose that I’m what is considered… A wrestler.” He slurred, rubbing his chin. “I- What- Huh? Aw snap- AW SNAP! Now that- That is what I call a plot twist!” |
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| Kat | Jan 23 2014, 11:42 PM Post #36 |
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Tsubaki launched herself forward, speeding towards the ninja named Shin who, surprisingly, held his ground. As soon as she was close enough to him, she reeled her fist back and then punched forward. He dodged, feinting to her left. She bent her arm, and threw her elbow his way, but missed again as the ninja quickly backed away from her. He appeared to be lighter on his feet than she was, although she should have expected that from someone dressed in such a way. Weren't ninjas all about stealth? Tsubaki usually preferred that method as well, but once she was already in the middle of a fight, she traded stealth for a good ground and pound. And it seemed that was exactly what she would have to do to get a few good hits in...ground him. Shin must have realized the limited options he had in such close quarters, because he continued to put distance in between them. His job was to capture the Kuja girl, after all, not fight her. He turned and started to run in the opposite direction, looking over his shoulder. With a growl, Tsubaki sprinted after him, determined to run him down. He continued for a few seconds to make sure she would follow, and then suddenly stopped, turning and facing her in a half-crouched stance, one hand behind him, his fingers dipped into a secret pouch on the back of his belt. Tsubaki continued to plow towards him angrily. He waited, calculated, and then pitched his arm forward horizontally in a wide arc. He held a long strip of leather, that had weights on both of it's ends. Halfway through his swing, he released the weapon, slinging it towards Tsubaki. Too late she recognized the purpose of the weapon, and the short time he had given her to be able to dodge. The leather caught on first one leg, and then the second as the weights swung around to encircle her ankles. Both of her feet suddenly entangled, she flew forward....and ate the dirt. Edited by Kat, Jan 23 2014, 11:43 PM.
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| ♥ Tengu | Jan 26 2014, 12:50 AM Post #37 |
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Collecting himself from the initial shock of Tired Man’s reveal, Damien started- “Well, old timer, if you’re a wrestler, I guess there’s no way I can turn down you’re challenge, Woooo, woooo~” he chuckled to himself, cracking his neck. “Let’s see if you’re worthy of the belt at your waist, eh?” “Although… Before this match goes under way, I think it’d be nice to exchange handles, yeah? They call me M.S.G.- cause I’m Salt Island’s native son, addictive as hell, and soon to be everywhere! Wooowooowoooo~~~~” He snickered. “So, what do they call you, pops?” “Hmm, I’ve gone by many names, although I suppose the one that seemed to stick was… Tanuki… Drowsy Tanuki, to be precise.” The opposing wrestler responded, cracking his own knuckles in preparation. “Well then, Tanuki Pops, let’s go!” Damien barked, dashing forward into a full dive, attempting to closeline the old man’s legs with an out stretched arm. “Yo- let’s see if this old raccoon-dog gonna learn some new tricks~” he sang, about to collide with his target. However, the Tanuki had different plans, recognizing the incoming attack, and giving a lazy hop, sending the fishman skidding into the ground. Covering his mouth, the old man let out a brief yawn- “I suppose you don’t quite understand who you’re dealing with…” Picking himself up and dusting himself off, Damien charged back with a counter attack of reckless punches, continuing his ad-lib song. “Ow- dodge up down, left right, looks like the old dog’s still in the fight!” the Fishman continued, as each punch was dodged, almost effortlessly by the old man. “Keep on running, ya small town hick, you’ll be stun-ed when you see what I do for- KICKS!” With the last word, he finished his barrage with a surprise drop-kick to the man’s chest, which sent him reeling back. “Wooo, wooo, how’d ya like that, old-timer!?” Damien laughed to himself, eyes closed and clutching his sides. However, when he opened his eyes, the Tanuki was nowhere in sight. “Eh?” He muttered, glancing around, to no avail. “Tanuki tail drop-” an uninterested voice rang out from above him. Snapping his head up, Damien was right in time to get a face full of the old man’s ass and attached tail. Fun stuff. |
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| Kat | Jan 27 2014, 09:05 PM Post #38 |
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Tsubaki picked herself up off the ground, until she was leaning on her elbows. She glared at the ninja. He had better hope she never caught him, or else he was dead meat. She looked over to where the half-fishmale was, just in time to see a rather unpleasant view, as the old man who had gone after him attached his behind to the half-fishmale's face. She grimaced. This wasn't going well for either of them. She turned back to the ninja man, who continued to keep his distance from her as she lay splayed out on the ground. In reality, Tsubaki was at no disadvantage even laying on the ground as she was. If need be, she could quickly transform into her jaguar-self, with more claws than the ninja would probably know what to deal with. Although he knew she was Kuja, she guessed he had a different reason for staying out of close range other than her potential devil fruit danger. She hadn't told anyone of her devil fruit powers, and she had only acquired them after her time with the Kuja pirates. Finally, she moved to sit up to start unwrapping the leather weapon from her ankles, keeping an eye on the ninja. "You will not capture me with only this," She taunted. Shin seemed to grow flustered, shifting his weight from one foot to the other. "I-I w-won't let down my m-master," He stammered, managing to send a fierce glare her way. Finally free of the leather, she stood, giving him an appraising glance. He was a nervous little male, but as long as he kept throwing things at her from a distance, this fight wasn't going to be any fun for her. She briefly considered the chances of him running out of things to throw, but marked that down in her mind as simply a waste of her stamina. She would have to find some way to get him in close quarters. The only problem was, Shin knew just as well as she did that in a fight full of punches, he was not going to come out the top dog. Or rather, cat. Edited by Kat, Feb 1 2014, 01:15 AM.
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| ♥ Tengu | Jan 29 2014, 10:16 PM Post #39 |
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With a groan, Damien picked himself up, unsure of why his opponent would choose to get off of him, but genuinely glad that he did. It didn’t take very long for him to see the old man sitting cross-legged across from him, only a few feet a way. The half fishman gave a squinting glare, but by all accords, it seemed that the tanuki had no intention to budge. With a snort, Damien dropped down to face him, sitting cross-legged hunched over. “You’re not too bad, I suppose.” The old man grumbled, in a way that was dry, but perhaps a bit less bored than before. Perplexed, Damien answered before he could give the statement any fact, giving his common, knee-jerk reaction “Not bad? Hell, I’m a thousand steps past that, I’m the best, and don’t you forget it!” “Heh, you’re spirited, that’s for sure.” Tanuki pops smirked “…But I have the advantage. I have more hits in, and I have speed, while you have nothing but strength. How exactly are you the best?” With a hint of confusion and anger on his face, Damien was again quick to reply -“The best still ain’t perfect, bub. Hell, I thought you were a wrestler, pops, you ain’t bullshitting me, are you?” The old man said nothing, just tilted his head slightly, prompting the half fishman to continue. “Jesus, you should know we ain’t just fighters, we’re entertainers. People come to wrestling matches to see rises and falls, action and drama. Even if I am the best, I gotta take a couple hundred for the team for the sake of the crowd.” Visually impressed, the old man stared back at Damien, undeterred- “Look around, what crowd is there here?” he stated, matter-of-factly. Striking back quickly like a tennis player, Damien gave his final serve- “Just cause you don’t see one doesn’t mean one’s not there.” “…Well said.” “I try.” He snorted, standing up to his full height once again. “Get up, pops, we’re back to work, eh?” |
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| Kat | Feb 1 2014, 01:49 AM Post #40 |
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Tsubaki took off towards Shin yet again, and he reached behind him into his belt pouch once more. As she sped towards him, he moved to throw something else at her, hey eyes locked on the weapon before it left his hand. A kunai flew her way, and her first instinct was to dodge. At the last second, though, she grit her teeth and took the kunai in the leg, immediately stopping her sprint as her leg started bleeding. In the end, she could only hope her decision to choose strength over speed would pay off. Shin's face lit up as he saw the blood running down her leg. She ran at him again, and he quickly reached back and repeated his attack. Another kunai sliced her, this time on her other leg. Tsubaki stopped this time not totally on purpose. She sucked in a breath, holding it in as the pain bloomed in her leg, and then slightly dulled down. She glared at the ninja. "Y-you're just all talk," Shin said, stuttering less as his nervousness died down. Tsubaki bit back a retort, simply choosing to keep her stare. This time, she did not near him, but watched carefully as he confidently stepped closer to her. It was only a matter of time...Her eyes flickered to his face, but he had not yet caught on to the entire situation. And that exactly how Tsubaki wanted to keep it. Although she was a bad liar, she was willing to try to deception. Carefully, she advanced towards him one step, and although it certainly didn't feel good on her legs, she purposefully hobbled more than necessary. She was no actress, but even animals could fake injury. Instead of quickly backing away from her as he had before, the ninja instead turned to take a step to the side, as if to circle her. She bent to put her hands on her knees, still watching him. Apparently a few steps was enough of a test for Shin, and he reached behind him again, and pulled out a third kunai. This time, however, he did not throw the knife. Instead, he grasped the small handle, and rushed Tsubaki. It was only when he was within a few feet of her that her face broke back into the malicious grin she had been wearing earlier. Shin didn't notice, and when he was close enough, he struck out with his knife. Viciously, Tsubaki let the knife slice at her forearm as she reached past his hand to clasp his wrist. It was then that the ninja realized he had erred. Keeping a death grip on him now that she had finally caught him, she swung her other fist at his face before he could fully realize his situation. His head snapped to the side. As he groaned, she released his wrist, only to step back and then surge forward again, tackling him to the ground. Edited by Kat, Feb 1 2014, 01:51 AM.
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| ♥ Tengu | Feb 4 2014, 11:37 PM Post #41 |
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‘OOOOoooooWWWWwwwww~ Ta- Nu- Ki- Gramps! Undisputed champ! Z! Of wherever we are- Ow~ Or rather, wherever he was! Z!’ Damien sang as he exchanged blows with the old man, who seemed to move with a new-found vigor. Damien couldn’t help but grin, there really was nothing quite like fighting someone who is on the top of their game, something he couldn’t of said a few minutes ago. ‘Whooooo, Wooo- woooo~ Used to be all- I do or don’t suppose- now that playa’z like- like… Whooooo~~~‘ he continued, trying to stop a beat as he moved around. It was true that gramps was about as fast as he was strong, but the opposite was also true. Even if the tanuki was harder to hit, one or two good hits would probably end up doing the job, as opposed to several of his opponent’s. One thing was certain- this fight was quickly reaching its climax. |
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| Kat | Feb 5 2014, 11:35 AM Post #42 |
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Tsubaki wrestled on the ground with the ninja for moment, manhandling him until he was lying on his stomach, with her straddled across his back. She swung her leg in front of her, and slammed her foot down onto the back of his neck, pinning his face into the dirt. She easily kept him in this position. Although he might have haas an advantage at a distance with his sneaky weapons, he was no match for her up close. Almost leisurely, she leaned forward, opening the ninja's weapon pouch to dig through it as her curious nature required. She tossed more of kunai over her shoulder without much interest. Next, she discovered a small tear-dropped pouch of leather, wrapped at the top with some string. She squeezed the bag, testing it. It seemed to have some sort of sand or powder inside of it. She lifted her foot off the male's neck, allowing Shin to pick his head up off of the ground. He did so, coughing dirt as he went. Tsubaki dangled the pouch in front of his eyes. "Male, what is this?" She asked him. He glowered at her, pursing his lips, although his eyes nervously avoided her gaze. She bared her teeth at him, letting an animalistic growl roll out of her. "P...poison," He said simply. "Hn," She grunted, smashing her foot back down into his neck and examining the pouch again. She should have guessed a ninja would have poison. Good thing his knives hadn't been tainted with such things. Or so she assumed, since she felt fine aside from the cuts in her legs. Setting the poison aside, she continued digging through his pouch until she found yet another of the leather straps that had tangled her legs earlier. Grinning, she took it out and began to bind the ninja's hands behind his back. The male put up little effort, already realizing the futility of his actions. When she was done, she was in a considerably better mood than she had been when the fight began. Ending up with a male splayed helpless beneath her seemed to have a positive effect on her mood. Her eyes roamed up to his neck beneath her foot. She could easily envision the pleasure it would give her to snap the ninja's neck. It was exactly what he deserved for daring to attack her. Her fingers curled reflexively, wrapping around an imaginary neck as she daydreamed, but suddenly movement in her peripheral snapped her attention back to reality, and she glanced over. The half-fish male Damien continued to exchange blows with his own opponent not far off. His presence was enough to pause Tsubaki's murderous line of thought. Damien had said earlier that getting rid of the barmaid was not among his many plans for the girl, even though she had tried to kill him. Perhaps he felt that way about all of his enemies. Maybe the half-fish man was against killing. Immediately, Tsubaki's vicious nature reared up in rebellion against the thought of never getting to kill anyone, but she tamped it down. For now she would at least admit that she didn't want to lose Damien's company just yet. With a heavy sigh, she uncurled her fingers and gave up the desire to kill the ninja below her, keeping her eyes on the half-fishmale's fight. She'd at least keep the ninja on the ground until Damien finished his fight. Edited by Kat, Feb 5 2014, 04:00 PM.
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| ♥ Tengu | Feb 12 2014, 10:09 PM Post #43 |
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“Sake Bottle Palm!” The old man barked, twisting his arm backwards, then lashing forward, flat palm aimed for the fishman’s face. Damien tried as best he could to dodge, dip, duck, dive, or otherwise dodge the attack, but the tanuki’s speed proved to be too much for him to overcome. Connecting at the forehead, the palm-strike was enough to send the fishman reeling back, partially because of the stress it put on his neck, and partially because he had opted to over exaggerate his movements, making it appear that he was more hurt than he really was. Hunching over, the wrestler coughed, before glancing, or rather glaring, back up at his opponent with a crooked grin. “Mmmm- this is the end, don’t ya know?” he cockily purred. “I suppose you are correct… but to what end?” “Oww~ and just how the hell would I know that? Gotta let the actions decide, eh gramps?” “Hmpf. Again, you are right.” “I’m always right, don’t you forget it.” He smirked in response. It was a bit strange, both men where on just about even terms, both with a slight advantage, and an equal disadvantage. Neither was particularly tired, and, if need be, they could most definitely continue on. However, they both understood that this was the tipping point, and the ideal time to finish, as to not sully their art by dragging on a show that would ultimately come down to more of the same. Standing several meters apart, both men took similar stances, crouching as if jungle cats preparing to pounce. In fact, Damien and the Tanuki appeared to be almost perfect mirror images in their movements, to the point where any onlooker would be quick to say that their fight was rehearse. “Promissory Note-” “M.S.G Flying Elbow!” The pair barked their attack names, darting forward through the air at each other, both leading with their elbows. Collision. The moment seemed to slow time around it, hanging in the air. Both fighters had a cheek full of their opponent’s elbow, and likewise had an elbow enveloped in their opponent’s cheek. Damien’s brow furrowed and twisted, his mouth shaped into a wide sneer, but the old man was undaunted, and seemingly unaffected, eyes still half-closed, expression bored. The victor, decided by their final clash, was unclear, what some would call a draw, and what others would call a cop-out. However, the final result was genuine. Both stood, panting and snorting, mirrored images once again, bodies equally scuffed, battered, and swollen, but neither budging an inch, eyes locked. The old man finally shut his eyes, and let out a deep sigh, before opening them once more, wider than he had in quite some time. Faltering slightly, he smiled as he fell forward, collapsing onto the dock. Oddly enough the fishman didn’t say a word at his victory, simply returning the smile with one of his own. ‘A damn fine old geezer...’ he thought, collapsing onto his back. OOC/Tech |
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| Kat | Feb 13 2014, 02:04 PM Post #44 |
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Tsubaki watched the two men go at each other with their weird fighting style. It was all so flashy, she wondered how they managed to keep up their stamina. And whether the hits actually did damage. But as she inspected each one closer, she saw the swelling and the beginnings of bruises on each of them, and figured they had hit each other well enough. She was entertained until the last minute. She snickered as the old man fell face-down onto the dock. So it was Damien's victory! As she looked towards him though, her smile dropped as she saw him wavering unsteadily on his feet. And then, he collapsed as well. Now what the hell was she supposed to do? She looked down at the ninja she had been using as a chair. He hadn't moved in quite some time, except to turn his head to the right angle to watch the two wrestlers fight. Now he simply lay limp, with a disappointed look on his face. "Perhaps it is not you who failed your master, but your master who has now failed you, hmm?" Tsubaki said, casually. Instead of answering her, the ninja simply turned his head as much as he could in her direction, and glared. She grinned. Standing, she looked from Damien to the ninja, Shin, and back again. She wanted to go over and inspect the half-fishmale, to see if she could throw some water in his face and get him up or something....but she wasn't going to release her prey. Experimentally, she stood to one side of the ninja, and then flipped him over. She did this a couple more times, but decided that rolling him over to Damien would be too much work. Looking down at him again, she went to his feet, grabbed them both, and started to drag him towards the half-fishmale. "Ow! Hey! J-just let me w-walk!" Shin screeched, but she ignored him. Walking would be painless for him, and she didn't want his situation to be painless. "Quiet, male," She growled at him, and he was smart enough to close his mouth. When she neared Damien, she positioned Shin next to him, so that she could grab him if he actually wanted to try to escape. She bent down over the half-fishmale, her eyes narrowed, inspecting him. Then, she gave him a rough slap on his cheek. "Wake up, male." |
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| ♥ Tengu | Feb 16 2014, 09:31 PM Post #45 |
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“Owwww, damn girl-” the half-fishman started, rubbing his cheek where Tsubaki had slapped him. “Wooo, Wooo~ That was one hell of a match, you catch that shit? Tight, yo.” Damien said, with a bit of a grumble at first as he sat up. Across from him, he could still see tanuki gramp’s chest move up and down, but otherwise, the old man was motionless. Laying back down, the wrestler rolled back a bit, before springing up with a kip. “Well, now that the oh-so-important fights are over, I suppose it’s time to wrap this shiz up, eh? So, you happen to see a boat that might fit your needs?” He asked the girl, dusting himself off a little. “W- Wait!” a voice behind him echoed. Damien muttered an “Eh?” as he turned to see what exactly was happening. The old man sat crosslegged, arms folded an eyes closed. “Oh, it’s you, what do you want, gramps? I’m all for another round, but we’re kind of crunched for time here, yo.” The old man snickered a bit, showing a small smile. “No, it’s nothing of the sort. Despite my best efforts, and the efforts of my subordinate, the both of you persevered. I misjudged you, and you gave me the best match I’ve had in years.” “Oh yeah? That’s good to hear pops, you weren’t too shabby yourself. If that was all, then-” “-No. I must insist to gift you a small boat. It is the least that I can do, given the trouble that you have both been through in my village.” Damien let out a small snort and a smile- “Well, damn, I can’t pass up free, accepted, pops.” Standing up, the old man pointed at a rather nice single-sail vessel, not quite big enough to house more than two people. “There it is… I assume you’ll be going too, Damien, is that correct?” The end of the man’s statement had caught him off guard. “Huh.” He was stumped. Looking around, at the ship, at Tsubaki, at the man, and towards the town, where tired girl sat behind the now burnt bar top, the wrestler made a decision that even caught himself off guard. “I- …I think I’ll actually stay here awhile, I mean, you know some good shit gramps. You got a problem with me hangin’ back here for awhile?” The older man shook his head “Feel free.” Turning to face Tsubaki, Damien concluded- “So, this is it, huh? I guess I’ll be seeing you later, little lady, unless of course you’d like some company.” OOC |
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