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Four leaves of bad luck
Topic Started: Feb 26 2014, 01:20 PM (1,708 Views)
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Turning to look through his window he saw it was as it had been for the last few hours, a fluid mosaic of droplet trails as the rain cascaded outside. The weather was dull, and had been so for as long as he could remember, the sight of sun a distant memory. There had not been too much of note since leaving Iron knife island, though the party that had launched their departure was one to remember, not that he did much. Clover none too happy at being given the task of scrubbing the toilets in the shindig's wake, though scrub seemed rather fitting for her at this point. Now sat at the black jack table below deck he ran chips across his fingers debating on whether it was even worth making the next bet. After all this went back to his pocket any way it did little in the way of providing thrill and spills, just a way to pass the time.

He was starting to get cabin fever, it wasn’t that he was claustrophobic or anything like that he was simply bored of looking at the damnable corridors. Metal metal everywhere with the odd peon running about to go solve some dilemma that had occurred. And now that it was pissing it down with rain even the deck wasn’t an option, it was becoming sickeningly cramped, he longed to stretch his oversized legs. Longed for some fresh air.

Ittai still wasn’t back, though whether that suggested good or bad he couldn’t be sure, after looking into them a little more the kongju seemed like a group with their roots buried deep in the darkness though he could find no relation to a gehliffe or extended family, though perhaps he wasn’t looking hard enough.

With a thud the pirates palm slammed down upon the gambling top interrupting the dealer as he was about to lay down a fresh hand, he was done with this, done with boredom, he’d walk to the next island if he had to but staying cramped upon on this ship any longer wasn’t an option, lest he killed something to relieve a little tension.

Piru-piru piru-piru piru-piru…Ka-cha ”What?” Unless they were being attacked and about to capsize they surely could not have had a reason good enough to be calling him. “Boss, we’ve nearly arrived at the next island, we’ll be docking within the next 20 minutes” ”I got it” It was never an attack any more, nobody wanted to risk their neck against a 200 million beli man and those willing too dropped the idea upon hearing he was appointed shichibukai. No one took on that risk for no profit, and why should they it was a ridiculous notion. But that didn’t mean he didn’t miss it, never knowing when a ship would catch your tail, the whistle as cannon balls rained down upon you, that moment of tranquility amid widespread panic knowing you were the only thing between victory and certain death, it was exhilarating. Though some might have said orgasmic.

The prospect of nearing sure was enough to shake the residues of resentment he’d felt towards this ship that kept him contained, heading for his room once more to shower and shave before disembarking. As the warm water cascaded around him he saw the overcast skies had not lightened up an inch, this place was dull enough to affect his mood, it was hard to believe you’d find anything of interest in a place as grim as this.

Opening the door to the deck, freshly dressed he expanded a paper umbella above his towering head to avoid being caught in the rain, it wasn’t so much an issue of avoiding catching a cold as it was he just didn’t like the sensation of being wet, water of all kinds seemed to have stopped agreeing with him since eating that devil fruit. But what hit his ears upon joining the outside world was not the duldrums of some boring port town, it was chaos.

Looking up he saw not so much a port as it was a space in which ships were jammed, his taking up substantially more than those around it, he’d probably have to congratulate someone just on having fit it in, though the floating wreckage and debris suggested it had not been entirely their doing. All ships here seemingly fair game if you left them unprotected. The jetty was a mess of intoxicated bodies piled atop one another, rodents picking at their flesh for a meal, while inebriated bodies staggered their way down the high street. ”I’m going on ahead” the words letting the rest of his ship know he’d be absent, as for how to handle things while he was away they were practiced enough, 10 would stay here the rest would do as they pleased, there was a rota and everything, and people said pirates couldn’t be civilized.

”Oi woman, im heading into town, you coming?’ the second short lived batch of speech this time using the den den for clovers benefit, their relationship had not much changed since their meeting, izuru still took the piss and she still looked upon him no kindlier for it though if nothing else she was at least a little hardier now than when first arriving. The crewmen however were infatuated, which really didn’t make treating her like the pest she was any easier when they were gambling over who got to do her jobs but what could you do, that was the kind of thing you signed up for when agreeing to work with simpletons.

Hopping down from the boat he landed with a splash, knees bent to a crouch. You could almost feel the sleaze infecting your lungs through the air, a single look was all it took, this was a true pirate town, one lawless and feral, hungry for fresh meat. A reverberating crash that shook the stone ground itself was enough to tell tale that yogi had joined him, the beast had been trying to make up for his failure on the last island since departing it. In all honesty Izuru didn’t much care, he’d retrieved everything that needed to be and considered the matter resolved but that didn’t change the fact yogi felt guilt, guilt that wasn’t going away no matter how much he urged it. He was less grouchy, more amicable, offering to help with any and every task the shichibukai undertook whilst also unwilling to leave his side. In short, he was not yogi, it was getting to be annoying. But he figured if he ignored it long enough, the brute would realize it was water under the bridge and get the fuck over it, because lets be honest what was the alternative? Talk it over? Express their feelings? Resolve lingering intimacy issues? What were they, the heartfelt pirates? He’d have none of that shit on his ship, nor off it.

The guttural growl of a wild animal drew him from his thoughts, looking down to see a suspiciously rabid looking mutt glaring up at him, waiting only a moment before it leapt to tear out his neck. Izuru looked down at it with a much contempt as there was confusion, but it lingered in the air only momentarily before it was swatted by a mammoth claw from the bear and sent crashing into the ground with a yelp and whimper. About to disregard the instance as a one off his illusions were torn asunder as the growling returned once more, this time with more depth reverberating down the street ahead, his gaze rising to fall upon a full pack of the beasts crawling out of the woodwork, torn from their distraction of fallen drunkards and strewn garbage to focus on the figure who’d taken one of their own…….So it was gonna be that kind of day was it?
Edited by Singularity, Feb 26 2014, 06:02 PM.
Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite PiratesBounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme:

Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/ACommendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden

Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tuneBounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island

Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/ABounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island

Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/AThreat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island
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She could have picked a better island.

From the crow’s nest on the highest deck, Clover cast an eye of disapproval over their new surroundings. She had been occupying the space at the zenith of Ymir for the past few hours, after telling the previous lookout to go do something else. Oddly the men on this ship did everything she requested with a smile, no matter how blunt or rude she was to them, so the lookout had not raised a single question and run off to perform some other menial task. She had only realised later that his willingness to abandon his position had also been the horrid weather, the rain persisting throughout the duration of her stay. If she were wearing the clothing she had been instructed to, the Sniper might have suffered.

However, Clover had woken with a rebellious streak this day. She pilfered some clothing from the rest of the crew during her stay and elected to wear the baggier male clothing in place of the set of maid uniforms Izuru had provided. She felt more comfortable in the longer clothing with blander colours, able to blend in more with the long shadows cast below Ymir’s decks. And above those, the long all weather cloak that kept the cold and wet of the rain at bay on her perch.

“Achoo!” Clover sneezed.

Almost at bay. The Sniper wiped at her nose with the back of her sleeve and then leaned forward into her sniping position. She had set up as soon as the landmass had started to grow closer, the torrential rain thinning the closer they drew despite the clouds over head thickening. What sprawled across the island ahead was a sorry excuse for civilisation, more akin to a junkyard; this observation from someone born on the grimy streets of Osula. Still, even though her immediate impressions were those of dislike, at this rate she preferred anywhere but the decks of Ymir where she was only a few moments from Izuru’s grasp.

After her most recent violation of his bullshit rules list, he had been incessantly pestering her. The invitation at random to join him on a trip inland was an example. She presumed it was just another method of mental warfare he had employed to break her down, to appear more humane before he backhanded her with another volley of punishments. To avoid the awkward intrusions, Clover had been actively avoiding the Shichibukai but had yet to remove the den den device on her wrist. For some reason she still deemed it valuable, even if it did mean the creep had a direct means to contact her.

Naturally she ignored his invite and trailed her sights of the deck, able to pick the tall man out from the pack easily enough.

Farsong was primed with a single long bolt with a sharp tip. She had been thinking for a long time about their first bout, how the only time she had genuinely harmed the man had come from her first surprise attack. For all his unexplainable power, Izuru was as vulnerable as anyone when taken off guard. Before she had shot him from the front at a greater distance, but now she would shoot him from a shorter distance from behind. Clover deemed those better odds.

She had waited hours in the rain for the opportunity but did not pull the trigger straight away. The cybernetic female was wary of the repercussions, knowing too well that the bolt was very unlikely to outright kill the Shichibukai. It might incapacitate him though, and Clover was banking on that moment of weakness to provide her some opportunity to finish the job or make a quick getaway. On the deck his henchman were running about prepare for docking, their random dashes enough to keep her from firing until Izuru had jumped off the boat.

Annoyingly his stupid pet also followed, though not in a manner that obstructed her shot. The monstrous animal appeared to swat aside some smaller creature in protection of the Shichibukai, Clover realising that the precise moment she was waiting for had appeared. Distraction.

She pulled the trigger.

Farsong unleashed the bolt, the point on target for the Shichibukai as it flew through the air at incredible speeds… though the Sniper could not watch for the success of her shot. Her nose flinched, her eyes closed and Clover sneezed once more.

“Achoo!”
Piper • Pirate • Martial Artist/Weapon Specialist • Hot RocketsBounty: 343,000,000 • SD Earned: 881 • Beli: 259,500,000 • Location: Raijin Island

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The more that reared their heads the less likely it seemed he was going to be able to simply walk past. This place, it really seemed to know how to welcome it’s guests, filthy and rodent infested it was almost as if the benefits were endless. His right hand unhitched the katana from his back while yogi gave a fierce snarl just daring any of the hounds to come at them, though they seemed none too much in the mood for negotiation, the one nearest sprinting forward and leaping for him fangs bared. Thusting the sheathed weapon forwards he aimed to strike the beast head on but felt his aim jarred off awry as a dull impact thumped into his shoulder. Feral teeth clamped down upon his wrist, his suit doing well to keep their sharp point at bay but an uncomfortable experience none the less.

Fully in the knowledge that there was only one person aboard his ship who would do something like this he rounded on the scene behind him, looking down to see where a single bolt had fallen with a clatter. ”What the fuck was that? What kind of coward shoots a man from behind you shitty bitch, this is why you get yourself fuckin impaled!!” the dog still swinging through the air, growling in an effort to stay clamped to the mans arm. ”Fuck off ya damned mutt” punching the animal in the mouth prompting it to let go with a pained cry as it flew from the docks and landed with a crash into the water. So it was that time of the month again, obviously the time of the month clover tried to kill him not whatever weird idea’s anyone else might get that clearly have no relation to her decision to do so…..menstrual bitch. She didn’t seem to have gotten any less heavy handed in her manner of assassination, though having so recently dropped a building on him perhaps this was somewhat of an improvement.

”You still aint got any new tricks then? Lets not waste your ammo or my time, just get back below deck and make some sandwiches or something you’re still far too early for this fight” his eyes scanning the deck of the ship until they fell finally upon the figure perched up in the crows nest, the shock of green hair enough to tell him that was where his favorite sulky teen was hiding. His mood wasn’t the best already so chasing moss head about the ship in a game of tag sounded less than appealing, and doing it while risking damage to the ship even more so. Turning back he saw yogi had cleared most of the obstacles in their path whilst he’d been talking, nudging the guard from the sheath he headed back to the best’s side to go kill something a little less desperate for attention.
Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite PiratesBounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme:

Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/ACommendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden

Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tuneBounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island

Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/ABounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island

Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/AThreat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island
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The Sniper wiped her nose again, not particularly concerned with the state of the long sleeve she was using. It was not her clothing and she was ill. Minuscular things like sleeve hygiene were not her priority. The death and fall of the Shichibukai was, though her first attempt at achieving that aim fell worryingly short.

His shouts were just a bit too distant for her to hear him clearly. Yet for every word that was lost in the rain, the precise eyes of the Sniper were able to decipher from the movement of Izuru’s lips. She was not particularly concerned by his threats, if she could not kill him, angering him was still a little satisfying despite not being overly good for her health in the long term. When he started flailing the dog, her pinpoint stare locked onto the area of impact, analysing why the bolt had not pierced him through the shoulder.

In the event of her failure, she had anticipated the frosty pirate shattering into ice to nullify the effectiveness of her weapons. No ice formed or broke apart though at the deadzone. She thought back to the hardening technique Izuru had also displayed, though the lack of a black shell on the shoulder caused her to rethink that possibility. It had been quite apparent when he had used it before. With neither defences used, Clover could only assume some other trick had been utilised. Or her bolts had not been sharpened to the usual high standards.

The Sniper glanced at the next bolt to her side. She rested the large crossbow on the edge of her perch and reached for the piercing arrow. It held the same weight of its predecessor. Clover levelled it on her palm, her inspection paused when she sensed a pair of frosty eyeballs on her.

Clover watched his lips again, reading the insult as it was uttered. Her eyes narrowed but she did not bite, by his standards it was quite tame. She expected more and then retaliation, only Izuru turned his back again. That annoyed her more. He has shrugged off her shot and then dismissed her. The last time she had attacked him in the same manner, he had practically levelled a forest to chase her down. Was he ignoring her?

She pricked her finger on the point of the arrow and drew blood. The bolt was still sharp. Clover dabbed her bloodied finger on the cloak and loaded the same bolt into Farsong. Izuru had started to walk away, the Sniper’s frustration being fuelled by the disrespect. She held back the urge to sneeze and nudged the den den mushi on her wrist as she aimed down the sights of the crossbow.

The snail rung the only number it knew. The Shichibukai’s. She waited for him to pick up.

“Die.” She whispered into the receiver as he answered, her finger tugging the trigger.

This time she was focused. This time she aimed for the head.


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Piper • Pirate • Martial Artist/Weapon Specialist • Hot RocketsBounty: 343,000,000 • SD Earned: 881 • Beli: 259,500,000 • Location: Raijin Island

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As izuru neared yogi and the numerous battered animal bodies surrounding him the sound of his wrist ringing was enough to snare his attention, only for a fairly harrowing realization to set in. He’d not hung up the den den mushi since speaking last, which meant it had already been hung up…….so he was talking to himself. Wonderful. It was clover, despite the 3 other people that had this number he knew it in his bones and the fact that she never said a word aside from when it was to spit a death threat his way told him that this moment of conflict had not subsided. Ka-cha..”Die” A lethargic sight left his mouth as all the certainties came into fruition, that whimsical way she had with vocabulary almost music to his ears, an odious symphony.

Turning at the mention of his own demise he saw a projectile driving through the rain towards him, directly towards him, she was going for a head shot straight out the gate, what a cocky little brat. Placing his hand on the handle of his katana while the other held it’s sheathe he stood fast as the projectile approached, his umbrella floating away carried by the raging winds, awaiting the opportunity when it had closed in sufficiently before drawing his katana in a flash of movement and carving the projectile from the air. There was a sharp clang of metal against something as blade hit bolt, force enough to knock it from his path and avoid an uninvited lobotomy.

He did not stop at slicing the projectile from there he dashed the distance back towards his ship quickly crossing the short distance of dock he’d strayed before being impeded by the hounds. Leaping as he neared it he used the head of one of his disembarking men as a footstep, still entirely unaware of the conflict currently transpiring between their captain and the cabin boy. Planting a hand on the guard rail he vaulted it, his feet skidding to a halt on the slick deck as he landed, only just barely regaining his footing before slicing his sword through the air in a series of slashes that sent shockwaves shooting through the air once after another up towards the crows nest

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Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite PiratesBounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme:

Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/ACommendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden

Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tuneBounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island

Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/ABounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island

Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/AThreat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island
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Even in a focused state of mind, the Sniper could not ignore her symptoms. The girl sniffed in retaliation to her infected sinuses, her eyes winced though did not close entirely. Even at the sizeable distance, Clover did not want to leave anything to chance. She observed as her second shot took considerably more effort from the iceman to dispatch, and also gained her his full attention. Izuru had dashed back towards the Ymir. She notched that as a victory over his disrespect, though did not afford a second of celebration for the relatively minor success. In poking at the Shichibukai, she had incurred his sizeable wraith and not exactly thought of a method to elude it.

Not that the scenario caused her to panic. With time and distance on her side, Clover lifted the large Farsong from the edge of the crow’s nest as she watched Izuru move below. His blade was still drawn. The sword was usually a short range weapon, but after both fighting and watching him fight, the green haired girl knew not to be deceived by the length of the edge. He had dashed over to the vessel to get in range; Clover knew that the second he stopped, Izuru would initiate his counter.

She started to move as he skidded to a stop, hoisting the lofty Farsong onto her back by its strap. She had anticipated either the extension of the sword or the airborne swipes Izuru was capable of unleashing, the latter being chosen by the swordsman. Fortunately they were like most projectiles in their predictability once fired, the keen cyborg plotting the danger zones and astutely avoiding them in her descent from the crow’s nest.

Clover glanced upwards as she fell, afforded a second to watch the air slices cut up the metal perch used by the crew’s lookouts. Though the Ymir’s hull was highly durable, the same protection was not afforded to every aspect of the vessel. The Shichibukai had only succeeded in damaging his own ship.

With a thud, she landed on the next deck down.

"Too slow." She muttered at the Den Den Mushi. The call was still connected.

The Ymir’s multi deck system was a boon to her cause, with Izuru still below and out of close range on the main deck. Though the sharp edge of his blade was particularly hazardous to her health, the aspect of the Shichibukai that genuinely gave her the chills was his mysterious command over the cold. Remembering the cold embrace from their swamp battle still made her shiver, the phantom sensation making her queasy.

Her nose flinched again, followed swiftly by a sneeze.

Then her mood snapped back to the professional marksman, another piercing bolt swiftly loaded into Farsong as she raised the powerful crossbow to aim at Izuru. There was some futility in her response. She knew that. But the Sniper had to hope that in one of these instances, her sharpshooting ability would outwit Izuru’s many defences and bring the Shichibukai down to his knees.

And so with a silent wish, the green haired cyborg fired another bolt at the Iceman.


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As he gave chase the young girl showed no intention of standing her ground, on the contrary she was quick to rearrange her posessions and make good on her escape. Izuru’s sword cleaved the air but as the waves flew forth clover leapt from her perch having caught sight of their approach, sailing down through the air as she leapt from the crow’s nest. Gravity aided her in evading the sailing waves of force, dropping in amidst them but betwixt them and avoiding injury for her efforts. Run little rabbit run, she was putting up some resistance but this was decided in his favor from the moment the conflict began, why she had started it again here, now of all times, he did not know but it would be quelled and it would be regretted.

”Too slow” came the dulcet tones once again, as though mocking his inability to hit her. It was irritating but she was not wrong, he was between 2 to 5 decks below her depending on when you stood and running about the ship trying to climb them like steps would only serve to waste time and elongate this shitty game of cat and mouse, no he’d need something a little more direct if he was going to take care of this efficiently. But he did have to wonder where was that confidence coming from? She had been imprisoned on the ship of a man who had tried to kill her, repeatedly harassed, mocked eternally, degraded with foolish outfits and menial tasks and just generally regarded as useless. Most would have cracked, most would have given up, but not this one, she clung to the drive to kill him and despite overwhelming odds even seemed to believe it, it was a poignant reminder or why he’d not killed her the day they met, though now it was time to be reminded of just why it had been he who walked away that day.

Keeping a sharp eye on the fleeting young woman’s movements he caught sight of another projectile spiralling through the rain towards him, stabbing his sword downwards he lodged it into the gap of a hatch leading below deck to stabilise it in the howling rain, this was either a stroke of genius or the foolhardy work of an unstable individual, but as they say, he who dares wins.

Clamping down on the swords handle it shot up in extension sending him high into the sky as the bolt sailed down beneath him, resounding with a ping! As it impacted the deck. Rising higher and higher he ascended the decks between them and rose further still till he was suspended above it before retracting his foundations somersaulting through the air as he brought the sword over head once more before swinging it down, it’s length enough to reach between him and the girl and then some, perfectly ready to cleave her in half. Upon completion of the attack he drew his arm back, retracting the blade some before showering the amalgamation of human and machine with a volley of thrusts, the action of timing his extensions and retractions of the blade alongside the action of his arm intended to keep it within range.

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Edited by Singularity, Mar 3 2014, 03:42 PM.
Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite PiratesBounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme:

Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/ACommendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden

Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tuneBounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island

Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/ABounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island

Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/AThreat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island
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The unusual function of the blade caught her a little by surprise.

Yet Clover still had ample enough time with her reaction speed to respond to the Iceman’s latest assault. She lowered her stance with a bend of her knees, tucking the large crossbow behind her back so it stayed in place. The Sniper knew she would not be afforded another shot in her present position, the sharpshooter’s code advising that moving to a new shooting spot was wise after every round to avoid detection. Not that she had retained much cover after the first shot.

She realised what he was up to as soon as he rolled into the somersault, the extended blade easily long enough to harm her if she remained in the same spot. She weighed the two options available to her and decided to leap towards the edge of the deck rather than the centre. The latter offered some protection if she managed to reach the interior, Izuru probably not angry enough to start butchering his own vessel. But close quarters were not favourable for her method of attack and could also allow the frosty touch of the Shichibukai to get in range. Diving to the edge granted her another escape route for the follow up.

Clover wiped the sleeve across her nose as she came to an abrupt stop. The chasing blade did not stop. The green haired girl took a deep breath and prepared herself.

But something was wrong.

If not for the threat of several sharp stabs, Clover might have blinked to clear her vision. The blade of the Shichibukai was not retaining a fluid shape in the flurry of thrusts he directed towards her, it was losing its shape and fading into a blur… sometimes her quick eye losing it in the chaos. Her instinctive movements to evade the blade granted her a second of respite to realise that it would be impossible for her to keep dodging the tip of the weapon in the same vein. Before it found another blind spot, the Sniper leaped backwards over the edge of the deck.

She missed the first deck below, and glanced off the second before she landed awkwardly on the third.

The Shichibukai had gotten faster.

Clover dropped into a low crouch and placed a hand on the floor as she exhaled. It was not too often she was unable to read the path of an object, and she had always been able to read Izuru. At least she remembered that being the case. He had maimed her of course, but only after wearing her down a little. But this time he was already outpacing her at the start.

She grinded her teeth and looked upwards.

It wasn’t fair.
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Tumbling through the air Leviathans blade carved downward though it me no flesh, tasted no blood, clover deft enough to dart from it’s path. As expected, it was but a feint, followed up quickly with a volley of thrusts stabbing through the air toward her. He could see it, read it on her features, evasion was proving more taxing than expected, doubt and unease entering her thoughts. He lapped it up, savored the sight, it was there, the fear, that was the toll paid for such foolhardy ambition, he would gladly show her just how horrifying hell could be. Almost in desperation he body skipped from the side of the elevated platform, izuru hot on her heels. No sooner had his feet touched solid ground once more before he darted in pursuit, hungry for the hunt.

”That’s it, run little rabbit run” his voice booming over the sound of howling winds ”It wouldn’t be any fun if you couldn’t do at least that much!!” the den den mushi was still transmitting though whether she’d actually need it to garner his message was debatable.

Leaping from the platforms side he followed the girls own trajectory though a little steeper in order to shave the platform below, once level his foot made contact long enough to kick off it propelling him towards the young lady below, the other foot shooting out in a flying kick it’s pallor shifting to a somehow even deeper shade of black, a reflective sheen coating the surface. Whether the kick struck or not he was still not done, tearing ahead from the point of impact whether it be flesh or the metal surface beneath their feet, the wind rushing past his ears he continued the chase, sprinting with the intention of closing the distance enough to carve her up with an array of slashes. She would have no margin for error, no respite, he would tear at her heels till she was worn and bloody, begging for mercy….Just the thought of her whimpering pleas was enough to curve his mouth into a malevolent grin.

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Edited by Singularity, Mar 4 2014, 06:14 AM.
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Metal jets tore holes in the fabric of the legwear Clover had pilfered, the cyborg looking to mitigate the difference in speed between them. She did not fully activate the system straight away, only a shallow breeze blowing out of the opened flaps, instead waiting for the Shichibukai to make a decisive movement.

The sadistic bastard was not meant to be enjoying himself.

As soon as he sprung towards her from above, the cybernetic jets blared open. Some dust on the less than immaculate deck of the Ymir was blown up into the air as Clover darted backward, narrowly avoiding the full force stomp of the Shichibukai. She noted the change in the striking leg’s complexion just the moment before it impacted with the ground, the metal buckled and caved beneath it. She decided not to imagine how her body would have taken the same attack. To speculate about it would only make her queasy but also leave her open to the follow up, Izuru not stalling in his offensive as he charged after her.

There was no doubt in her mind that the Iceman had managed to achieve greater speeds since Plantenal, her own progression rather disappointing in comparison. There had always been the disparity, it had been the reason for her first defeat. There was no denying that. But for the gap between them to grow during her stay on the Ymir… Clover could only assume that all the abuse and pointless tasks Izuru dropped on her were slowly taking their toll. It had been quite a long time since her last opportunity to practice her shooting or improve upon her cybernetics with some innovation. Had it been his plan all along to stifle her progression?

“Slow.” She whispered just audibly enough for the den den mushi to pick up. Despite the realisation that the odds had only been stacked higher against her, Clover did not allow the despair to show. The Sniper did not want to give Izuru the satisfaction, instead reverting to her defiant attitude and mocked the attack before she managed to avoid it.

Another burst of air to move her just out of range, the Shichibukai’s blade shimmering in the spot she had been only a second prior. She could not quite keep up with every movement of the blade but detected enough to know that the intent of swordsman had been to harm her quite severely with multiple cuts. There were not half measures; the male was looking for blood.

No use staying on the Ymir.

Clover allowed the thrust of the air burst to send her gliding off the side of the vessel, a picture of the immediate landscape of the island preserved in her memory from the cursory glances she had made earlier. She looked over her shoulder as she started to fall to confirm her image, and turned mid-air to land comfortably on the sodden landscape. The floor was very damp underfoot, her boots splashing water as they dug into the floor for some grip. Rain had to be a very common occurrence for the island.

“Where is this?” Clover asked sharply, not one to be informed about their destination. The out of place question meant to annoy the Shichibukai. She doubted he was going to give her the time to ready Farsong for another shot.


((activated air burst system))
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His body dropped through the air like it was made of stone, leg whipping out clad with haki to slam in impact though it was unable to make it’s mark. He saw them, the ports on her lower legs, venting air in order to allow the young lady to propel herself from the path of his attack. A dull thud ringing out as a dent molded itself into the ships hull, making a mental note to have the young woman buff that out later, this was after all entirely her fault. He didn’t stop for a beat, kicking forwards along the ships side, giving chase as her bursts of air attempted to put ever more distance between them. Upon nearing he darted forwards to carve up her flesh but the sound of rushing air as pistons vented their load was the last sound he heard from her, propelling her body from his path and off the ships side.

”Still too slow hmm? I wonder if you won’t regret those words” jumping atop the railing he paused, just long enough for a single word to leave his mouth before kicking off it and shooting through the air towards the target who was already making landfall ”Insight!” He could feel it, the natural energy of his enemy, at first it was just a vague emotional state but more kept pouring in once his mind was open, till it was not just a feeling but an actual picture of intent, he could see it, see through the façade to what came next, the reply in waiting.

His body flew through the air towards the girl awaiting below, one hand on his swords sheathe while the other gripped the blade, waiting until the majority distance between them had decreased before carving the air and sending a rending wave towards the young lady. It would likely not hit, even he knew that but that was being accounted for because it wasn’t the first strike he aimed for, but what came next. Predicting where best to strike he sword shot forth once more, feet splashing in impact to the shoreline was water lapped his shoes soles. ”This is the pirate haven rowe rowe, you’d better take in the few sights you can while you can keep your eyes open!!” blade incessantly spearing the air as he spoke.

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The reprieve was nice.

She was too pessimistic to mistake the pause in Izuru’s assault for a sign that he was going to let her off with a small warning, instead the green haired girl assumed he was up to some more tricks. The seconds ticked by at a slower rate than they were meant to, the pitter-patter of the rain less frequent on the ground. From the depths of her mind sprung the notion that this was some mocking gesture, that Izuru was making fun of the moments where she would pause and take a deep breath to clear her head. It fit the profile of his previous.

It would not take an adept observer to detect the spike in frustration and contempt that emanated from Clover in that precise moment.

Her hand shot for the other crossbow at her hip, the much more economical Quadsong that did not require too much time to prepare. She dearly wished that her wristbows were on hand to enable her to skirmish more effectively, but the mishaps on Ironknife had broken the weapons and her busy schedule of chores had not granted her the free time to make repairs. However, Izuru launched forth from the ship at that very moment, Clover prioritising her own self-preservation over counter attacks.

He telegraphed his first attack quite clearly with the manner he held his blade, his intentions to make a slicing gesture clear even to a novice about swordsmanship. The Sniper was confident enough in her speed with the air bursts to evade the slash and waited until the last possible second before she did dash out of the way. Thrusters half open, the air slash cleaved the ground clearly without landing a mark on its intended target.

The cyborg knew the next motion, the dance already repetitive. A stronger strike followed by a swift follow up. As before, she anticipated Izuru’s movements though unusually the Iceman seemed to also read her intentions. The first thrust edged her left arm, the limb trailing as she tried to side step the weapon, only an instinctive twitch preventing the light cut from being something much more. Clover’s eyes narrowed but she did not make a noise. Izuru thrust once more, her feint to the side unsuccessful as the Shichibukai’s blade slit the right side of her hip.

She decided against competing anymore with Izuru’s new found premonition, and unleashed a full burst of air to dash clear of his sword range.

“A haven for scum. Were you born here?” Clover muttered at the den den mushi, not caring to talk to her tormentor directly. She ignored the pair of fresh cuts he had dished out, again for the sake of denying him the satisfaction.
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The winds whipped past as his body slipped through the air, blade slipping through as it projected force in the form of a shockwave that sailed forth toward clover, she reached for her weapon but thought better of it, knowing there would not be time enough to make the shot. It was wise, things would not have gone well had she chosen the alternative. She baited him, stood stoic as he closed upon her, diving out his way upon the shockwave nearing.

There was no respite, izuru tearing across the beach through the cloud of wet sand kicked up as his shockwave gouged into it relentless in his chase. He launched once more the barrage of flaying thrusts though once again the girl was able to weave in amidst them, the vents on her legs coming to her aid though this time not quite so effectively. It was different, the last time they had fought her use of these robotics had pushed him, aggravated him in fact, evading his techniques time and time again as he tore a forest to pieces to get to her. This time they seemed positively feeble in comparison, a nuisance rather than an obstacle.

But he had not forgotten from their last encounter, unless she had done some major modifications, which from the looks of everything else she had not, those jets would die out soon enough, they were not infinite in their fuel supply. And as soon as they did he would be there, sword in hand, to strip the skin from her flesh.

But that wasn’t sufficient, he didn’t want to simply wait until he had the upper hand, that was a concession and an unacceptable one. He wasn’t just going to beat her, he was going to dismantle her, make it clear just how futile this entire skirmish was, she would give her best and he would squash it, crush it all. That was how this would play out.

He gave a light chuckle as the girl managed to spit back a retort amid dancing between strikes she was no longer able to fully evade ”Ho? That’s a little too ironic aint it, coming from a native of Osula. Just which one of us here is it that was born scum?” Though the words were likely heard through the den den mushi the mocking smile on his face was enough to convey the intent behind them. But that at it’s heart was the base of this, the truth of it was that both of them were though only one would admit it. Clover rejecting who she really was caused this rift, they could have got along well enough, he could have made her rich, powerful, but that was impossible because she thought she was better than this life, and as long as that was true she would always be as alone as she was now. If she wanted his help, if she could ask for his help, he might reach out a hand, but none of that would come to pass until he cut that high horse out from underneath her.

She vied for more distance, trying to put space between them but her request was denied izuru darting after her ”Minds Eye” increasing the potency of his observation ability as the picture that was clovers intent became ever clearer to him. His attacks became sharper, knowing exactly what he would do before he needed to do it, he carved at the space between them after closing the gap as best he could, a barrage renewed of shockwaves crossing the distance between them, before skipping skyward and releasing a second onslaught in preparation for what came in the wake of the first. His assault was merciless and as the second volley he drew his arm back once more, blade extending before striking through the air towards the grounded girl with a diagonal slash as he fell once more to terra firma.

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“Achoo!”

The sneeze snuck up on her. Caught between breaths, the girl spluttered as she tried to keep track of the chasing madman. His words were concerning as she had never knowingly indicated which island from North Blue had been her birth place, she could only presume it to be her dialect that gave it away. Even though she spoke so little, practically anyone from the four Blues could identify an Osulian when they met one from just a few short expressions.

“I’m not scum like you.” Clover snapped back in a near whisper. The faults of her birthplace did not matter so long as she tried to better herself… in comparison the Shichibukai seemed to thrive in the filth of the world.

She recognised the same pose from earlier, the movements of a swordsman surprisingly simple to read once a few techniques were shown. The cyborg still tried to keep making distance between them as Izuru advanced, though he would inevitably catch her with his faster pace. Even with the air burst system, the Sniper was starting to realise that she could not out run him constantly as before. Izuru swiped at the air with the blade, sending another volley of the near invisible slices at her.

Clover followed the projectiles, mapped out their trajectory as any adept marksman would. Only she found a problem in the volley of slices, a lack of clear space to evade between them. The realisation puzzled her and came just too late for the cyborg to do anything about them. She bobbed and dipped the first few, though bit back a yelp when one barely caught her shoulder, another slammed more harmlessly into her cybernetic legs yet the last of the volley cut her horizontally across the gut.

“Bastard.” Clover spat, more audibly.

Izuru did not let up. She had to ignore her fresh injuries to map her way through the next volley, only to suffer the same issue as before. Four struck her at varying angles, mostly on the limbs on this occasion though the very edge of a single swipe did leave a cut on the side of her forehead where she had not tilted fast enough. They were all low cuts but they stung and distracted her.

He was already upon her.

Clover could not decide if Izuru was actually moving even faster. It did not appear that way, his blade was just shimmering in moments as it swung, not being lost altogether. It was like before, he was moving more decisively, perhaps reading her dodges as she made them.

Moving smarter.

“Shit.” Clover grunted, unable to dodge the final swipe of the extended blade. The diagonal slice cut across her front, the steel summoning a splash of crimson that would no doubt satisfy the psychopath. She stumbled and fell backwards onto the floor, mind numbed by the wave of pain as she struck the wet floor and skidded to a gradual halt on her side.
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It seemed she did not share his sentiment, still unwilling to admit they shared any traits aside from vehicle of transport. Though as frosty as she might be, as defiant a façade as she was able to put up it did not help her, reservation would prove useless in the face of overwhelming adversity.

The shockwave reeled from his blade, their trajectory empowered by his ability to choose the their ideal path, confusion and wariness painted the snipers face as she found the challenge before her in avoiding them greater even still than since their skirmish had begun, the difference between their abilities ever widening, izuru seeming to grow stronger as she grew weaker. Cuts spewed crimson, dying the wet sands beneath their feat with blotches of color, clover knocked from her rhythm by the first and then further battered still by the second battery of attacks. It was clearly becoming too much for her, by the time his slash came down from the heavens it was all she could to endure the attack, arterial spray cast among the rain as the enfeebled body stumbled backwards before skidding in collapse upon the beach.

Clap….Clap…..Clap…Clap the warlord brought his hands together slowly, the mockery of her efforts all too apparent as he walked towards her. As the towering figure neared he reached to his wrist after sheathing his sword, unclasping the bracelet that sat there, the reason her first strike had hit rather than be absorbed within an anatomy of ice.

Towering over her he looked down upon the brittle broken figure, painted in the marks of battle and laden with a crimson blanked that ran across her frail figure in the downpour. Roughly he reached beneath her upper arm holding it up before him while she dangled limply from it. ”Pitiful, do you perhaps enjoy the bitter flavour of defeat?” appraising the sight before him with judging eyes as his words were given a moment to sink in. ”I did not think you a stupid girl but this, this was sloppy. Is the life I saved so cheap you would throw it away like this? Your first attempt was planned, you used the terrain and your skill set to your advantage and yet still you lost, now to take pot shots because you’re in a bad mood. It’s an insult.” his grip upon the limb became cold, colder than human touch should ever be permitted, his freezing abilities taking hold of the appendage.

”Why is it you hate me girl? Did I not save you? Am I not merciful? Did I not tear down an island for my comrade? Am I not loyal? I offer you the opportunity for a family, and instead you act like a spoiled brat, biting the hand that feeds you and even that you can’t do any more than half ass.” With the arm in his grip frozen through his clutch began to clamp down, fractures running deep and down its length as it strained against the stress ”Looking at you now it’s hard to remember why I saved you, tell me what is it you want from me?” it could well be said the survival of the arm he held in his hand hinged on her reply, she had a strong soul one that would rise to the challenge of adversity but it seemed her resolve was weak, giving in to girlish whims and emotion, coming at him in such a hopeless manner was proof enough of that. If she did not even have the strength of character to work hard at the one thing she was supposed to want from this lifestyle then what was he keeping her for? She was no use. To be taking such things so lightly, it seemed only natural she was in need of a reminder of the situations gravity, what such casual disregard could mean.

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Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite PiratesBounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme:

Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/ACommendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden

Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tuneBounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island

Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/ABounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island

Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/AThreat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island
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