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| Fudo Saiken | Mar 17 2014, 07:05 PM Post #16 | |||||
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Laying on the ground Fūdo already injured arm became mangled and Silas stomped the bone into splinters and smashed his elbow to bits. All the while Fūdo laughed loudly. He laughed through the agony and pain because he had nothing left. There was nothing left he could do but laugh at this misfortune. All his training and struggle had led up to this single moment in time where he would be crushed like a roach beneath a boot. With Silas driving a pipe into Fūdo's stomach he wrenched as metal dug into his abdomen. Fūdo realized he had only a few munites of life before him if that, so he tired to find some sort of peace and clarity in them. With his vision fading away and his hearing dulling he still managed to hold his head up. The remaining energy he had seemed to be devoted to showing Silas that he wouldn't allow himself to die a man shaped by his misfortune. He contined to listen to the scientist ramble about Leander and white hair. Two men who were close enough for Fūdo to feel their presences but elusive enough that he never really got close to them. This thought drove Fūdo to reflect yet again on his desire to live on and be great, unfortunately he had no chance for that now. His mangled body would only serve as a example of what happens when men dream. Leaving Fūdo Silas started to ramble about something completely different. He began to talk an out rebuilding Fūdo and making him stronger than he ever was before. But Fūdo would have to swear allegiance and have these powers come with a fail safe to ensure he wouldn't attack Silas. Fūdo was a man of express pride and honor but at this point would he hold his pride over he life. Surely if he was allowed to live he could work to kill this man eventually. Surely his life could be revitalize and again allow his dream to potentially become a reality. With his mangled arm, punctured lung, broken rib, bruised skull, and over all scarred body Silva had no other options. He would again have to become a puppet for another. He again would have to give his humanity up for a madman. "You know what...you are one slimy piece of shit...but...I cannot turn down an offer like this...it swear my allege nice to you Silas...do what you must...just make that shit poppin' yo!" after every break Fūdo coughed up so me more blood. At the end of his statement he attempted to lift his torso, raising his right arm up towards Silas, he extended a shaky cold hand. |
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| ShadowBlade | Mar 17 2014, 07:18 PM Post #17 | |||||
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"good...good you finally understand. Now...Xenos, pick him up and put him into the chamber!" The man's voice echoed throughout the chamber. The strange robot grasped Fudo and picked him up as it rolled forward towards the large pod in the center of the room. Silas was already behind some strange stand that had a variety of buttons on it. He pressed a few and the chamber opened up. As it did, the robot trudged forward on its wheels and set Fudo inside. He would feel himself inside some strange chair, his arms resting on the arm rest and his feet hanging off the side. "So...are you absolutely sure about this?" Before Fudo could answer, titanium grade hand cuffs took their prey as they encircled the man's forearms and calves. The man snickered as he looked towards the beast man. "Too late..." He said as the machine closed. The seat would actually be pushed upwards having Fudo no longer in a sitting position but vertically standing. Under his feet he would feel some strange liquid slowly filling up the bottom of the chamber. A weird mask would flip and land on his face, giving him ample amounts of oxygen and some strange gas that would make him feel a bit numb; nothing to subside the pain he was going to feel. The sides of the pod opened up as some things came through. There were a variety of tools that came out, drills, saws, clamps, needles arms, etc. The machines seemed to be ready to do their work. Silas walked over from the side where he had inserted something that looked like an arm and various parts all throughout the machine. He smirked as he looked into the sphere filling with water and through the reinforced glass with a smirk as the water level was now at Fudo's neck. He walked back to his machine and lifted his finger. "Get ready for the worst pain of your life" He mouthed and pressed the button. The water was now all above Fudo and now the machines got to work...no anesthetic whatsoever. |
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| Darkhunter | Mar 17 2014, 07:45 PM Post #18 | |||||
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Leander after Kamina left was set to work on saving the lives of the rest of his crew. It wasn't that he cared too much about them but they were his still members of his crew like it or not and deserved the meager respect that came with it. If he couldn't help them when it was in his power he wouldn't be much of a captain and few people would choose to sail with him, it wasn't like he pirated in the typical sense very often which would make them rich. Only about half his crew had survived the fight with Zain and those that did were mostly very injured like Yuffie only a few whom he could count on his hands alone were able to walk around on their own. Still he took them in small groups as he found them around the compound and in the base back to the ship and instructed one of the healthier ones to deliver the package that contained Zain's limbs and bounty to the mailing station where it would be sent to the G8 base's vice captain commander with explicit instructions that it should not be opened by anyone but them. It was around the fourth time into the base that Leander had noticed the large crack in the underground base. "Well that's weird... wonder where the hell this goes to?" Leander when he had captured the base had thought he had actually captured the whole thing. Perhaps it was possible however that he hadn't. Maybe the real revolutionary base was right under his nose the whole time and he had been tricked. Curious now he morphed into smoke slowly and drifted down as a shapeless mass towards the lower level. |
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| Fudo Saiken | Mar 17 2014, 07:47 PM Post #19 | |||||
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Silva's weak body was stuck into this strange chamber and forced to lay vertical as Silas spoke. A light blue oxogen mask covered his face allowing him to breathe but he was still incredibly low on blood. Barely able to breathe he couldn't answer Silas any more even if he had wanted to. He just groaned and remained ready for whatever that sicko had in store. As a strange liquid filled the tank Silva just watched on as Silas played with his bottoms an d knobs. The gelatinous greenish gray liquid would soon cover him completely. He could feel the liquid filling his wounds and stopping further blood loss. The liquid also seemed to have some sort of antiseptic properties because it was stinging like a bitch. His mangled body was forced into a position where he could join longer move so he had no choice but to roll with it and suffer. Fūdo felt As if he was I cased in gel or something as the liquid moved unlike anything he had ever experienced before. Numerous intimidating tools protruded from the cell and moved to their designated places as tubes descended from the top of the chamber and injected themselves into his veins and flesh. Fūdo could recall numerous occasions where Silas would take huge samples of blood from Fūdo. During this time Fūdo was deranged by psychoactive drugs. Iffy is was he same blood that was taken during that time Fūdo would definitely be taking a scarier trip then he could imagine. Barely able to see Silas any more Fūdo looked towards his sides where a few scalpels and saws began vibrating and spinning. His breath hasten as a single large scalpel rose from the his left side and placed its blade at the top of his clavicle. At the same time five more scalpels placed themselves at his shoulders, hip-line, and lower abdomen. All at once the scalpels sliced through his flesh. Carving two distinct rectangles out upon his skin. The scalpels were incredibly precise and only cut through his dermal layers leaving his muscle completely unscathed. The scalpels then retracted, making way for eight little arms with padded three fingered grabbers. Each arm grabbed a corner of the skin and began peeling it off slowly but gently. The pain was something that could not be expressed in words or any oh her possible way. There was no possible way Fūdo could endure this pain without any anesthetic. Luckily for him his prior thought about the drugged blood was correct. Psychotics began flooding his blood and brain, and though they would make the experience more horrific they possible could provide a reprieve from the pain. |
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| ShadowBlade | Mar 17 2014, 08:25 PM Post #20 | |||||
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OOC Silas continued to press on the keys as he felt his hands on the keyboard. They quickly manipulated the strange machines inside. He smirked as he saw what was going on. Inside, Fudo would feel his body trembling with pain. The machines would be ripping apart. The circular saw would cut through his arms, cutting through his bones as they laid a foundation for what looked like mechanical wiring. This wiring would be able to have other mechanical arms attached to it for further enhancement. On his chest, another saw would be cutting in and injecting something into him that would give him a feeling of shear pain. The injection would shrink bone and alter his and make it dense bone. After, a plate would be put in for foundation. This plate was no greater than normal skin but once put in it would begin to slowly retain its metallic properties soon and within time; it would be no different than a normal metal, this was just for the surgery. Next, the man would feel three more blades that would cut along the sides of his legs and his back. The same metallic plate foundation would be placed along his back and then all around his body. The metallic foundation would cover his body and the tubing that seemed like arms would allow mobility but still be like normal arms. The man's skins were cut in multiple places. Oddly, the fluid was healing his wounds and bandaging them up, wrapping the man in some strange cloth. The bones in his entire body would also eventually become hardened to the metallic property. The shear pain of this entire procedure was incomprehensible. Soon the man would press a few buttons and the machines would stop. The procedure was long and drawn out. However, he would come out bandaged up and probably in severe pain. His eyes glanced at the monitor outside for a second as he saw something moving across it. "Smoke...? No....NO!!! It...It can't be!!" He shouted as he looked towards Fudo. "Damn...you're not ready yet..no he is coming...gah. my new creation! Go! Attack! I don't care just don't let him come here!" |
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| Darkhunter | Mar 17 2014, 08:47 PM Post #21 | |||||
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Leander landed down in the semi dark area, settling in a mass of whitish grey smoke that slowly took the form of a human and then the colors of his normal human body including the clothes he had been wearing all day now. The lighting here was really terrible it seemed making visibility very low but considering the condition of the building it was reasonable to expect faulty lights. There didn't seem to be anyone down here besides dead bodies from what he could tell by looking at the ground. Perhaps coming down here was a waste of time? Oh well he had at least half an hour before the marines would even be a problem at all there was no reason he couldn't look around. He could find something interesting perhaps. "Anyone down here? Hellooooo" He called out trying to find any signs of life. | |||||
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| Fudo Saiken | Mar 17 2014, 09:26 PM Post #22 | |||||
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After all was said and done Fūdo came out oft he chamber looking more worn than he did going in. His skeletal frame had been revamped along with a majority of the rest of him. His mind was being bombarded with visual and physical shocks that were amplified by his drugged blood. While the procedure had gone down the normal mechanical supplies were seemingly replaced with demonic imps that were prying at his flesh. Doing his best to root his conscious in reality, he managed to leave the chamber loosely grasping his sanity. Stumbling outward the liquid drain per prior to his release still soaked his body. Bandages placed along the healed wounds felt as if they had healed into and merged partially with his skin. His body trembled in pain as whatever was placed on top of his bones seared his body to he core. He couldn't even speak a single word. He just huffed quickly with his mouth completely agape. Liquids and blood poured down gooey trails left by the gel. Fūdo stood hunched with his arms and legs separated completely. With his knees and legs bent he could easily be compared to a crab being cooked by the sun. Aside from the immense pain that he was enduring he also was experiencing vivid hallucinations. All of which included his grandfather riding a circus lion while fighting an army of three assed gorillas with nipples for eyes in the infernos of hell. "Go get em grandad, whoop them nipple eyed gorillas!" Struggling to ground himself in reality, Fūdo had to constantly over exert himself just to remain conscious. Struggling to control his body completely he was just glad that he was alive. Though this fucker had dragged Fūdo to hell and back, he was at least good something. If it wasn't for that fucking chamber Fūdo would have surely died, but then again if it wasn't for Silas putting him in that state then he wouldn't have needed such harsh treatment. Nevertheless, Silva was to be subservient to the monster until he could dispatch of him. Turning to Silas Fūdo put up a smile and said thanks gleefully. But suddenly Silas would become distraught, scared even. "Smoke? Leander?!" Fūdo could hear Leander calling out in the distance. Though he was naked now with only bandages covering his body he had to intercept him and insure that Silas was kept alive. If for some reason Leander would kill Silas or attack him who knows what would happen to Fūdo. Limping towards the staircase with his tender bandaged body Fūdo responded. "Yo, smokey! It's me Fūdo the guy from earlier he one you saved. I'm in here with a friend of mine. I really almost lost my life butthurt is dude was trill enough to save my ass! I saw you fighting that white punk outside are you alright?" Fūdo knew the. Fight he had with white hair was violent and he hoped he would at least spare the scientist and believe him for now. |
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| Darkhunter | Mar 17 2014, 09:47 PM Post #23 | |||||
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"Oh there you are" Leander muttered to himself, pleased in his ability to find people although he hadn't really found anyone so much as Fudo had made his presence known. Three things however were troubling him upon seeing the pirate. First off he had thought that Fudo had ran off somewhere on the island yet here he was now in the flesh. Secondly How had he gotten into this area? Leander had only discovered it by accident as a hole in the structure of the floor. And Last... what the hell happened to this guy's clothing? Fudo seemed cheerful enough however so Leander relaxed, assuming there was a rational explanation behind all this and no secret plot out to get him. Of course he knew he had nothing to fear anyway the guy didn't appear to be much of a threat at the moment based on impressions. Curious enough the man seemed to still have trouble speaking. Whatever drugs they had given him before must have not worn off yet. He'd have to take a closer investigation. "Heh I'm fine. That fight really wasn't much of a danger for me at all, just tired myself out more than anything." Looking around curiously he seemed to be searching for any more people to show up. "Hey there's not anyone else down there is it? I'm ready to leave so it'd be cool if you told me theres anything important down here. Also I'm a little short staffed at the moment after that fight so if you're interested feel free to join the crew." |
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| Fudo Saiken | Mar 18 2014, 07:38 PM Post #24 | |||||
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Shivering uncontrollable Fūdo had to expose Silas one way or another. If he didn't tell him about Silas then if Silas was discovered Fūdo would seem to be untrustworthy. If he did tell Leander about Silas, the worst that could happen is that the two would fight and silva wools simply be collateral. But then again the second option did bear the chance that silva could persuade Leander to believe the doctor was a friend. Looking up at Leander, Fūdo stared him dead in the eyes. "Yea smokey, I'm here with a. Friend of mine. Without him I would have been just an other body in the rubble ya feel? To Silas come out man, don't be rude or anything." Silas glanced over to the pair and gave a dead cold stare. His body was tensed as he emerged from the shadows. Lifting his right arm he motioned for Silas to come forward. Looking back he was stunned by the sight of his own arms. These were things he would have to get used to amongst other things. "Leander I would be more than happy to join up with you. To be honest I'd been looking for you for quite a bit until I got all caught up in this trashy island. Here I met Silas who has been more that welcoming and helpful. Without him I wouldn't be standing here at all really." Walking back a few steps, Fūdo kicked a rock about the size of his fist towards a wall. Once the rock hit Fūdo would pace in a circle and return his attention to Leander. "But there is a bit of a problem wih everything at is stands. Me and Silas were pretty much forced to work under these radicals as slaves and shit. So every time I became injured we could only use supplies that belonged to the revolutionaries. Unfortounately this place was blown to shit and everyone, slash every unique thing that has been used to treat me here is pretty much gone. All a side from Silas...this place houses all the information and materials that I would need to be maintained." Silas would quickly interject and begin speaki for himself. "Yes, what TG- I mean He is saying is that since the facilities are destroyed I pretty much have to excavate the information necessary to keep this man alive. This means that I would have to stay here in order to just save this man, my friend. I don't mean to be anything more that the honest man I am, so I must ask you a question. Would it be possible for me to stay here to gather the supplies and info needed to keep him alive. If he is joining your crew I would need him to come by every so often to repair him. Well, at least until I have gathered everything for certain. I'm sure that I can do this task but I need time and maybe a bit of financial help." After speaking Silas stepped to the side of silva lowered his head and crossed his arms in front of his torso. He was incredibly scared of what would happen and already was planning for a hasty retreat. |
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| Darkhunter | Mar 18 2014, 08:23 PM Post #25 | |||||
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Leander stood crossing his arms and tilting his head to the side as he listened to the man and heard his story. Something seemed off like he wasn't hearing the full truth of things, like Fudo was nervous. His friend seemed like an odd fellow and that cold dead stare wasn't very endearing either. The guy clearly hated his guts and Leander could only assume why since it seemed this guy belonged here. Perhaps though it was just the man was pissed after working with the radicals against his will. Honestly he couldn't figure out what was the truth here but that didn't really matter too much. Sighing after Silas finished his explanation and request to join up with him Leander let out a deep breath before speaking his decision, his tone coming off very devil may care and bored. "Alright but under one condition Silas. With my medical expertise and finances I am easily able to fund whatever you want to do with this guy as well as help out a bit although I don't understand the technical aspects. That condition however is that you now work under me and I have high standards for my employees. Also you are to inform me of everything you are doing at all times." Honestly he didn't trust the man as far as he could throw him but having him as a pet for now could prove beneficial and Fudo at least seemed to be a decent guy. Fudo needing Silas evidently as well as the impending need to get off the island were perhaps the two biggest reasons he agreed to it as well as he knew he could easily kill Silas if the man betrayed him. |
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| Fudo Saiken | Mar 19 2014, 03:56 PM Post #26 | |||||
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The Silver beast could see that Leander barely brought the story but it at least worked. Looking down at himself he sighed a sigh of disappointment. He could no longer call himself The Silver Beast considering that he hadn't a clue where his coat was. All he was now was a broken soul clinging to life by with the little strength he had left. The Silver Beast was a joke, a name given to a dream rather than a reality. The Silver Beast would have never been caught by Lerod and simply fled. The Silver Beast never would have been duped by a group of mercenaries, and The Silver Beast definitely wouldn't have lost his pride while battling Kazuki. A long trail or wrongs had been written prior to this day, and Silva would have to correct them the best he could. He could barely stand the situation he was in. He yet again had to lie just in order to survive. Time after time he was placed into situations where the unhonorable choices always seemed the best. Standing before one of the most if not the most famous pirates in the world Silva could not even speak to him as an equal. He couldn't even stand infront of him as a fully matured man. Leander had reason to do whatever wrongs he committed, that was something Silva was sure of. Fūdo however was forced into these situation and that alone meant that he couldn't content with leader. Stepping to the side he took a moment to look at a reflection of himself in a class cabinet door. Gazing at himself from top to bottom he could only see a failed pirate a failed man, and a failed experiment. If his parents had seen what their child had become they would be mortified to find out that in a few short months he had become the cannibal lab experiment that he saw. His golden eyes slowly traced ever inch, every crevice, ever drop of dried blood on his body and could only see something that had to improve. All these thoughts flooded his mind and he could vividly remember the last couple of days. Even under the spell of some drugs he could clearly hear the screaming, the pain, the last breaths of the dead. "Melo...Koga...Keiko...Grandpa..." Fūdo said these names under his breath while placing his palms on the glass cabinet. Breathing heavily a few times Fūdo flexed his back. He could feel the tension between what was mechanical and what was human. But he could no longer feel the sensation of touch from the shoulder down. The noise made from his hands even touching the glass was strangely unfamiliar. Arching forward the pain all along his body was truly agonizing. The sensations felt as if a single blow form anything would cause his skeleton too jump from his flesh. The muscle and skin felt as if they were just slapped on and the soreness made it all the more painful. Swinging his head back and forth he cracked his neck but heard metal colliding. With a face of disgust he thought of how he was the property of such a scumbag. With his arms still raised onto the glass he looked under his right arm and spoke to Silas. "Yo...do you know where my clothes are?" Fūdo tried to speak as calmly as he could while asking. |
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| ShadowBlade | Mar 19 2014, 04:23 PM Post #27 | |||||
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"Ah your clothes? I see. Well I set them aside for this surgery. I didn't think you would want to have them be torn up. To be quite honest with you, I didn't actually have anything else you could wear aside from these bandages. As you can see, a great deal of my laboratory was blown to bits by some white haired fool." He let out a soft sigh, angered but not showing it fully. He looked at Leander, still a bit wary of him as of yet. The man was involved with this fight after all that cost him so much. However, a man of his caliber wouldn't be easily taken down nor manipulated. The man played a role that was more caring and kind towards the TGR-113 pet; he was precious to such a powerful man. The man then turned to his new pet and then began to speak, ignoring Leander for the time being. "Now my...friend shall we say? I feel we have a few propositions to make perhaps to Mr. Leander as well. I agree to work under such a...powerful man as yourself. You see my hobbies include robotics. You can see on our friend here who seems to be looking quite different. How about you demonstrate how everything works? I'm honestly surprised you are still able to stand my robotic counterpart. However, it seems that you are indeed able to move around. I want to show Mr. Leander what my work can do. I have laid out some tasks for you to complete. Go ahead and test it out" the man walked over to his computer and pressed a few buttons. From the ground, a small cannon rose out. "This machine shoots a globular substance at moderate speeds I can adjust it with this knob over here. Now show Mr. Leander what my robotics can do will you?" The man laughed. "Tell me when you're ready" He chuckled. |
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| Darkhunter | Mar 19 2014, 04:56 PM Post #28 | |||||
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Leander watched the scene between the two with interest so many emotions and hints in the verbal and nonverbal language they both used indicated that there was some rather big backstory between the two of them. He would have to get Fudo alone later and interview him. After that fight with Zain and this situation here it seemed to him perhaps he had underappreciated the value of observation haki previously as he'd stopped focusing on it at all after seeing the immediate use of armaments. If he could get inside their heads and sense what was going on there it'd make an awfully more easy time of this. Although now that Silas had pointed out Fudo's arms they did appear much different than last time. What the fuck had happened while he was away? "Oh?" Leander said simply. Surprised but not surprised at the same time that Silas wanted to demonstrate his work. He came off as something of an egotistical prick. While Leander knew he certainly fell in that range sometimes too it was extremely aggravating when it was coming from someone who couldn't lift a finger to him. The only thing that was keeping him alive right now was that Fudo wanted him alive. He'd have to correct that behavior quickly though. "I'm ready. How about you Fudo? Honestly you look a little beat up so you can save the demonstration for when you're feeling better." |
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| Fudo Saiken | Mar 19 2014, 06:08 PM Post #29 | |||||
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Turning around he walked past Silas slowly. Standing up straight he tried to appear that he was alright despite his injuries. He was surprised to see that they were all neatly displayed besides one another. Pulling open the cracked glass doors of the closet he placed his silver fur coat on. This coat was one of his most prized belongings aside from his championship belt. The coat made from his old friend Kitora fit on his body snugly. His new arms seemed to be a bit wider than they were before and he had to actually force them inside the sleeves. But once the coat was on Silva felt at peace for an instant. The cold fur collar brushed against his face and the sweet, velvet soft interior gently caressed the few uncovered portions of his body. The coat seemed to be much lighter than he had remembered but that was most likely because he had gotten physically stronger in captivity. Moving on to the rest of his get-up he placed on his pants and then his leather chaps. These two articles were particularly difficult to put on considering his woulds were only partially healed. They also caused the bandages on his calves and lower thighs to ride up a bit. With his clothes on there was only two things missing from his outfit. His Granddads belt and his steel oni mask. Both laid on a shelf towards the bottom of the cabinet. Reaching for the belt and mask he picked up both one in each hand. He placed the mask on his head and then tossed the belt over his right shoulder. Looking at it resting there he imagined his grandfather. That man was without a doubt the biggest inspiration in Silva's life. Not only Silva, but the entire Saiken Clan admired the man unbelievably. He could hear his grandfather speak to him, piercing through the doubt and sorrow that filled his head. Focusing on that voice he heard one of his grandfather most repeated lines. 'Being a honorable man doesn't mean living a sinless life, it means that you know when you have made mistakes. It means that you will grow from the same mistakes and strive to be the best man you can.' Silva could remember this single statement and understand that this chance at life would be one that he would have to grow from. He turned around and placed his belt firmly around his waist. "I feel fine right now Leander, this should only take a minute or two anyway. But I have a question...how am i supposed to leave here through the rubble? I'm not a devil fruit user." After that he turned to Silas and nodded his head. Taking a general stance Fudo could hear his arms creak a little, as if they were flexing. His body indeed felt heavier but he felt stronger too. Focusing on the small cannon he waited for it to fire. It fired a volley of shots aimed at his upper torso. He perceived that the three rounds were aimed at his shoulders and chest. Quickly swaying left and right e easily a voided the first two but the third was fired faster that the previous two so it was much more difficult to dodge. Thinking quickly Silva faded backwards dropping his torso to the ground and kicking his legs up. Moving quick enough to dodge the shot he successfully stopped himself from falling by using his hands to hold him up. With the momentum gathered he flipped backwards and landed on his feet. But once he landed he showed tremendous pain. The fresh wounds on his lower body began to reopen and he staggered to his knees. Not only was he in pain but he was incredibly low on stamina. |
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| Darkhunter | Mar 19 2014, 07:01 PM Post #30 | |||||
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Leander mulled the small problem over in his head and casually responded "I'll fly you out of here." It seemed the most rational solution. A simple fix to his problem. Just grab the two of them and smoke and fly out. Having a logia like his was so convenient at times. Now was the time to be quiet however as Fudo was walking over to give his demonstation. Leander's eyes widened as the man was fired at, given the man's condition Leander wasn't sure he'd be able to pull it off but was impressed when he did. That feeling of being impressed edged away however into concern upon seeing the injuries made that much worse. Glaring first at Fudo then at the scientist Leander spoke through gritted teeth towards the man who claimed to be a savior. "That was stupid to force him to do such a thing when he's clearly dying." Turning back toward Fudo he looked toward the man "Alright you really need to be treated. let me give you a lift up and get you out of here and we can head back to my ship." Turning his arm into smoke he produced a mass of it that seemed to reach out trying to gently grasp Fudo. |
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