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| Darkhunter | Mar 26 2014, 06:55 PM Post #31 |
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ooc Flying as a mass of smoke after his crew had been struck by a vicious vine after finally beginning the attack by land Leander quickly reached his destination. It didn't take long for him to find the source of where it had came from and shockingly enough he wasn't surprised to see the vine slither up the left hand sleeve of Luda Mier's shirt. The man was tall, fair skinned, and had long flowing blonde hair and thin silky clothing that blew in the wind. Despite the difference in age between them Luda appeared only less than 10 years older than him. "So this is what a bishi looks like once he reaches retirement huh?" Leander said grinning, standing there as the smoke from his body settled back into human form. "I came out here to see what all the fuss was about. I'm going to end you Hastings." Was all Luda replied with, both smiling unfriendly at the other, with enlarged egos. Looking around Leander threw out his arms, gesturing to the open air "You probably should have brought an army in that case." He said walking back and forth as if in search for the backup he didn't expect Luda to have. "All I see is you here and you're so beneath me I think even the microbes could call you short." "Oh but I did bring an army. Bart make sure to kill him quickly." Luda said almost quietly before turning his back to him. Suddenly from the building Leander hadn't even taken any special note of came a wall of heavily armored soldiers, with one heavily muscular man in the lead. They were all dressed in the military style armor and weaponry seen on Romulin island. Forming a square wall of metal and man they lined up behind their leader whom Leander recognized from their last meeting. This was another arrogant fool, but this one was a hot headed muscle head unlike Luda. They were undoubtedly strong however but they just didn't feel to him to be even a match together. "I'm going to nail your scrawny ass to a cross Hastings!" The gruff man roared at him from beneath the helm. Leander wasn't sure how they had been so well prepared but apparently they were always ready for something like this to break out. "Testudo formation! Pilas!" Bart shouted the command with authority and instantly all the men obeyed in one cohesive unity. Suddenly their javelin like objects were all raised and ready to rain down on him. Even if they had been made of seastone he could use his haki to nullify this level of threat so he saw no reason to fear them. Plus the rest of his crew were scattered over the island creating havoc, so he didn't even need to worry about them. That was until he heard the sound of heavy breathing and a girl landing next to him. "Slow... down... asshole." She panted heavily, her body moving up and down with each heavy breath he heard her distinctively girly voice say. Looking to his left in horror he realized Yuffie had shown up at the worst time ever. The girl was obviously tired even in her transformed state which had hair sprouted all over her body as well as a small tail poking out from the back of her pants moving under and up her lab coat. Her legs were longer and stronger granting her better mobility with them and stronger kicking attacks but with how tired she seemed he wasn't sure that would be of any use if they decided to attack. "Shit." was all he could think to say as he realized just how ugly this was about to get as now he had to protect her. Edited by Darkhunter, Mar 31 2014, 04:53 PM.
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| ♥ Singularity | Mar 28 2014, 09:00 AM Post #32 |
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(My bad guys, deadlines this week got in my way) In stark contrast with her usual bubbly demeanor clover actually appeared a little sullen at the prospect both of exploring the frontier before her and spending any extended period of time here. As any who had spent time in her company would attest to this was quite obviously an unprecedented turn around from the excited child like curiosity with which she normally approached new experiences, whatever could have caused such a swift and all encompassing change? Sometimes he wondered if perhaps it would be easier to have someone who knew how to use their mouth for activities other than moaning serve in her place, but the thought was quickly banished as false. No matter how tiresome the constant complaints might get they were nothing compared to the stabbing irritation of a shrill peppy voice. There would have been a murder already. He couldn’t much argue any real case against osula having been that he was born in the grandline and it was all he knew, but if the rumors were anything to go by such testimony seemed highly unlikely to be born of truth. That said they’d traveled together long enough now that he was well aware he could call the sky blue and she’d say it was purple, so as far as avenues worth exploring went that one probably wouldn’t be making the cut. ”Really?” querying the accusation whilst scratching his chin, as though entirely oblivious to the reasoning that would produce such a question. ”It’s a little rough around the edges but it’ll do nicely, looking like a lost cause from the outside but harbouring the potential for so much more, are you sure there’s nothing about this place you can relate to?” a his lips curved to a grin as baiting as any other he’d worn, the suggestion behind his words plain as day ”Well where would a princess be without a castle hmmm? I needed a place to work from in the future, and this seems like it will do nicely, now we’re here to aquire it. Watch closely and you might actually learn something” It probably wouldn’t go unnoticed to the young sniper the title was given to her with a sense of satire rather than honor, but it made a pleasant alternative to shitty brat at least eh? Though their conversation lost the opportunity to go any further as quickly the encampment descended into chaos. Luda was the first to notice, a plume of smoke jetting across the sky, impeded in its path as a thick column of vines shot up from amid the crowd of soldiers and came crashing into obstruction. Curiosity snared Izuru’s gaze traced the trajectory to take a look at what the man had struck only to see a sight all too familiar, still as of yet unharmed was Leander suspended in mid air though the cause for this turn of events eluded the pirate entirely. Was he stalking him? Their parting of ways after evacuating daisuke so gut wrenching he had decided that their acquaintance would be nurtured from the shadows. It seemed absurd that anyone would go to such lengths to foster a connection but just as he was about to discard the train of thought he recollected their time on Kwons island, and how much time the smoke man had spent with yogi. Suddenly the idea that he’d followed him all this way didn’t seem so alien, though it was infinitely more nauseating. Be that as it may it seemed for the moment at least he was more interested in other males, specifically those who ran this island, apparently stemming from some previous altercation given they were all on naming terms. He probably should’ve guessed it really, loud, flash, brazen, a mushroom cloud of smoke, all the signs were there. As exhibited before the old men were not keen to be pushed around, luda’s first strike just the beginning as bart began to move his men into place to combat the new found threat. It wasn’t looking particularly hopeful, as funny as it would have been to watch Leander get his ass handed to him there weren’t many prospects here who stood much of a chance, even the roster of relics that called themselves the heads of the island hadn’t shown enough ability to be called particularly capable. But what had first seemed like an inconvenient and unwanted interruption quickly transitioned into an aid that could further his own intentions. Izuru had little use for over half these men, so whatever it was that brought Leander here why not use it to kill two birds with one stone? Having kept entirely out of the spotlight thus far the ice man skirted around the scenes of battle feeling no need to involve himself in whatever it was that was developing here, darting directly to the door and slipping through while the clash of bravado continued. ”Looks like a 300 million prize has reared it’s head, are you sure you wouldn’t rather switch targets, you might even have an easier time snagging it.” the warlord quick to return to his usual source of amusement. Inside the mansion the picture of serenity it posed provided a startling juxtaposition against the vortex of violence that was working itself up outside. Barbossa, bali and jack were all still sat much in the same place as he’d left them upon departing earlier, each glancing up a little surprised at his presence. ”Aren’t you a little early young kazehara?” ”Perhaps, but who could stay still when the island is as noisy as this, your men need you outside it seems they’ve found themselves in quite a testing predicament” barbossa’s eyes flashed with recognition at the words, as though instantaneously appraising the situation, with a single sweeping motion he pulled on his coat before striding out the door giving a courteous nod of appreciation. The other two though a little slower both rose to their feet to do the same though izuru halted them with a rasie of the hand ”You go out there now and you’ll die.” stating it as a certainty ”So this is how you’re going to play it, won’t even wait for us to give our reply, jumping straight to violence?” ”You’re misunderstanding me, wether I was involved or not this would probably still end in a blood bath. Those three are stubborn and set in their ways, convincing them to hand this island over to me would be more trouble than it’s worth, and from the looks of things out there you people have other enemies to be concerned with. So they disappear today, leaving this place open for new management, provided neither of you have any disagreements. You two struck me as pragmatic before prideful but if this is a problem you’re welcome to join the others outside.” both men looked thoughtful, glancing to one another as they debated their decision before sitting down once more as a sign of their resignation ”Good, stay in here or you’ll cause me more problems, I’ll return once this buisness is done” With that did a 180 and headed for the front porch once more, his dealings with these old men all but finished, a blessing he was glad for as he was unsure he could steele himself towards these long winded dealings much longer, life had been so much simpler when it was a case of search and destroy rather than aiming for the diplomatic path, though as one grew up such concessions had to be made. Coming to a halt leant against the gaping doorframe of the elders mansion he played audience to the unfolding chaos before him. Unaware of what had spawned it all but also comfortable with the fact it didn’t really matter much, whatever the reason it held the potential to clean up all the unwanted trash lying about. Edited by Singularity, Mar 29 2014, 05:38 AM.
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| ♠ Shamma | Mar 30 2014, 05:42 AM Post #33 |
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“Scumbag.” Clover grumbled in response, irritated by his condescending tone. With only a stick in her palm and a body in a state of recovery, the green haired girl could only convey her dislike with words rather than actions. For all her efforts, Clover was not nearly as adept at insulting than she was at shooting, her quips mostly name calling and bland. She knew that most of her venom came from the defiant front she put up against Izuru, even if he pretended to take some sick satisfaction from it. She stayed rooted to the spot by the front entrance as the iceman dashed off to attend to his affairs. Sticking close to him to ‘learn’ something was the least of her interests; he had made it abundantly clear that he had no intention to teach her the Haki thing until she gained some adeptness at the technique. How he actually believed she would achieve that after such a shoddy demonstration was beyond her. It all meant Izuru was a terrible teacher and that she would reap no benefit from following him around inside the fortress. “Idiot.” Clover muttered when she was alone. Again, she was not oblivious to the commotion outside that Izuru had paid so much attention to but out of some petty act of defiance, she chose to ignore it. The Sniper instead preoccupied her mind with the contents of the entrance foyer which she had been left to loiter in, the stone walls and dull furnishings not keeping her attention for very long. Unwilling to surrender and take a peek at the more interesting events outside, the cyborg started to tap her metallic foot and crossed her unmaimed arm across her front in symmetry with the limb in the sling. The Sniper had designed a cybernetic arm once. Back when she had been a member of the Artisan Pirates, for the useless Navigator that had mistreated the mechanical masterpiece. Due to a certain degenerate, she would have to create another… one with which she could wring his neck and watch him slowly die. He had not really let her work on cybernetics since forcing her into his service but Clover felt she had some leverage now. Even if he was a soulless monster, the Shichibukai seemed capable of feeling guilt. Or rational enough to realise she was useless in a crippled state. “Moron.” Clover hissed, Izuru appearing as if on cue. She stood her ground as he walked past her and waited in the doorway, looking outside once more with some interest. He barely seemed to acknowledge her… not that she wanted to know what was going. Clover could not give a damn about the Iceman’s stupid affairs on the island of scum. Who could even believe there was any potential in a place deprived of basic human decency? Only the sort of sick psychopath that enjoyed maiming others. Clover stopped tapping her foot. “…What’s going on?” She asked begrudgingly, glancing away from the Shichibukai and the open doorway. |
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| Darkhunter | Mar 30 2014, 08:59 PM Post #34 |
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Quickly acting, his body consisting of the olive muscular exposed upper chest, dark black sunglasses, leather duster, boots, and jeans morphed into a formless mass of smoke. Zooming in front of Yuffie before he reformed once more into his human form of flesh and bone. Using his body as a shield he threw up his haki armor and placed his arms up infront of him instinctually to guard against the javelins. Although he knew he had an invisible barrier covering his body to prevent him from harm some instincts were just too hard to break. The javelins rained down upon him striking his body with seemingly no effect, bending awkwardly or simply bouncing off when they did manage to strike him, meanwhile Yuffie whom was behind him also came out fine without any scratch at all. She was a weak spot for him at this point, this was the problem with having weaker crew members, they somewhat became a liability when you were forced into combat. "Yuffie get to safety. These guys are too much for you. I can handle all of them easily though." he said once the shower of javelins had almost ended. Scoffing at the idea she stomped her foot down from behind him. "Like hell I am! I'm not just some defenseless girl. I'm a great doctor who will discover the cure for every illness! I can handle myself in a fight. A doctor has to be capable of handling the toughest of patients." Leander had no idea how the fuck she thought fighting and being a doctor were connected but he didn't have the time to argue. He'd just have to do the best he could while she was around since she was set on being so stubborn right now. "Fine then! Just don't get in the way!" He yelled before running lightly forward as from his back emerged 4 long masses of white smoke. "Zmey!" Quickly the masses formed at their ends into large dragonic shaped heads, two of which crashed into the formation of soldiers sending armored men and weapons flying in every direction, while the other two smashed just where Bart and Luda had been previously but had managed to easily dive out of the way. "You think you can hit us so easily, shit for brain?!" Bart roared. "My brute of an associate makes a good point. You'll have to try harder than that Hastings." echoed Luda right after the hulking man who seemed to be growing now as well as his armor which expanded to fit his large and much hairier than before body. While it was true that he had underestimated them as he had expected that to work he was actually fighting smart this time rather than just being arrogant. Leander was conserving his energy and waiting to see just what his opponents would be capable of rather than completely going in full power. Edited by Darkhunter, Mar 31 2014, 04:53 PM.
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| ♥ Singularity | Mar 31 2014, 11:26 AM Post #35 |
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Things were little different upon returning to the front, with the exception that now barbossa stood at the rear debating his moment of intervention. Clovers voice piped up over the racket of battle almost startling him, the girl so small he’d barely noticed she was still there, thinking her to have taking a more advantageous but it seemed the front lines had not lost their appeal. His lips curled at the sound of her question, the girl who never enjoyed anything trying to stifle her curiosity. ”We’ve got a little lucky, Hastings turned up and whatever business he has with this place means they’re now fighting amongst themselves and when they’re done I’ll have the island. Things worked out better than expected.” Whether or not clover would recognize the smoke pirate was debatable, though being it wasn’t necessary for his half of the conversation he didn’t even think to elaborate. That said thing weren’t progressing as quickly as he’d hoped they would, those old bastards were putting up more resistance than he’d expected and it didn’t help they had a vast array of well organized fools willing to put themselves in the firing line. It didn’t seem like that was the only obstacle either, Leander rushing to throw himself directly in the path of a volley of javelins though the reason behind it soon becoming apparent as a small young lady popped her head up behind him. Dumbass, the only thought that went through the pirates head as he pinched the bridge of his nose, he was wasting his time to protect some trip, that fucking guy, though come to think of t hadn’t he spent the majority of the last battle they’d been in together cooped up with that queer rabbit man, he’d sorta just assumed after that Leander batted for the other team. ”Tch, this is taking too long, getting noticeably antsy as he was stood on the sidelines. “Im going to wrap things up here. I’ll give you a good look at what haki should be” as stubborn as he might have been it had occurred to him that there was one fairly difference between he and clover at the time of their lesson, that girl was inexperienced as shit. The words devil fruit confused her, yet by the time Izuru had come to learn to harness it he’d already seen it’s effects in play countless times, fought against them, nearly died too them. Perhaps 30 seconds of sentencing had not been sufficient background. Be that as it may he had no intention of spoon-feeding her, just offering a few extra hints was all. ”Once I’m involved those soldiers will likely be a lot less hospitable, if necessary get inside, the two in there will take care of you.” what was he doing? She should be able to take care of herself, why was intervening? But try as he might to cling to that logic there was no denying she looked somewhat pathetic with such an unsymmetrical body, and it had been only hours since he’d stolen her arm, perhaps she wasn’t holding up so bad for a kid. ”Oi barbossa, where do you think you’re looking?” the balding man jerking his head to the side as the blade of izuru’s sword extended fully intent on piercing it. The large man turned to face him, with the battalions of soldiers and luda and bart as his back, while izuru stood a little ways in front of the mansion blade rested atop his shoulders. ”So this was your doing boy?” the bald man breaking into a wide grin that exposed a mouth full of golden teeth ”I’m impressed, I would have thought a coordinated attack like this was beyond you, so was it you who sent him to our island the first time, to bait us with the drugs?” at this point izuru was entirely confused as to what the fuck was being spoken about but he did gather Leander had definitely been here before. ”Like I’d know anything about that bullshit or why that dumb ass is here. Blame your own shitty luck for such bad timing, im just taking advantage of it.” ”So this is how it’s going to play out? That’s fine I was never gonna hand this place over to a cocky little shit like you anyway, and if you knew who was backing this island you’d have been too busy pissing your pants to even make a play in the first place. “ ”I never expected you to” the ice man replied matter of factly ”That’s the reason you’re out here right now, and the other two are waiting to hear you’re all dead” for the first time during their meeting barbossa lost the air of having all in his grasp and suddenly looked very much alarmed, scanning the battlefield to catch sight of his other two comrades only to find he luda and bart were alone. ”You’re pride made you blind, and you’re blindness allowed this situation to develop. It seems this place will be in better hands after all.””Do you know who you’re fucking around with brat!! He’s gonna tear you limb from limb that man will destroy you””sure sure, he’s real scary I get it I get it.” waving away the threats dismissively ”But it doesn’t much matter since you won’t be around to see it.” Barbossa’d had enough, streaking across the dirt expanse between them before springing skyward his body roiling and contorting as he did so, arms torso and legs expanding with layer upon layer of muscle. He dropped like a comet, smashing into the earth as izuru sailed backward through the air skipping just out of range, the dirt crushed convex by his strength. ”Insight” izuru muttered stacked figure came at him swaying lightly in the breeze as his body slipped from the path of the fists that crashed down towards him. He could feel it, the strength behind every blow was more than he could ever hope to muster, but they would never hit him. Punches that slow, it was child’s play. Dancing backward his retreat was halted one of the porches pillars against his spine, tilting his head just in time for barbossa to turn it to dust, before springing up planting a hand on his bald head and vaulting over him, an odd sight indeed when you considered his own 10 feet of height. ”Come on old man that ain’t enough, you kept this island for this long with just that much ability? Seems like this was a long time coming” His baiting was received poorly, the bald man drawing back his arms before barreling a barrage of punches against the air, shockwaves firing like cannonballs from his fists. Using the color of observation he saw them before they struck, guiding himself in a path through the barrage though those behind him were not so lucky, having switched sides the shockwaves past him and crashed into the squadrons of soldiers, their attention still occupied by hastings, smashing their ranks from behind. A howl of mocking laughter erupted from izuru who’d watched the pirate decimate his own forces. ”This is brilliant, you’re doing my job for me, keep this up and I’ll be done in no time.” Barbossa didn’t find nearly as much humor in the situation and turning behind him grabbed the stone pillar now missing a chunk and tore it from it’s foundations wielding it like a club ”lets see how well you can laugh with your mouth hanging from your face.” ooc
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Izuru & Yogi • Crew Position: Captain • Weapon Specialist • Frostbite Pirates • Bounty: 350,000,000 • SD Earned: 1192 • Beli: 345,100,000 • Location: Florian Triangle • Theme: Kazuki • Crew Position:N/A • Assassin • N/A • Commendations: 88 • SD Earned: 356 • Beli: 165,500,000 • Location: Little Garden Xavros • Crew Position:Fool • Entertainer • Theme tune • Bounty: 103,000,000 • SD Earned: 406 • Beli: 191,000,000 • Location: Machine Island Anthrax • Crew Position:N/A • Inventor • N/A • Bounty: 0 • SD Earned: 186 • Beli: 74,000,000 • Location:Gesso Island Kuma • Crew Position:N/A • Smith • N/A • Threat: 30 • SD Earned: 181 • Beli: 16,900,000 • Location:Custom Island Things i look at when i'm feeling blue King of the Pirates An Unreachable Dream Finally a Father, they make you so proud
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| ♠ Shamma | Apr 4 2014, 02:50 PM Post #36 |
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The name registered instantly with the aspiring bounty hunter, the image of a wanted poster flashing across her mind. Hasting was an associate of Izuru whom had curiously been missing when she had first attacked the Iceman and not appeared once during her unfortunate trials on the Shichibukai’s ship. By his notoriety, Clover had presumed he was some sort of first mate to Izuru along with the other high profile bounty of the Frostbites, Uraharu. The cyborg had been curious about their persisting absence but never cared to ask her captor, instead she had considered a boon to efforts. Taking down a single strong pirate was theoretically easier than challenging all three. She located the former Frostbite quickly despite the smoke shrouding him, comparing the mental picture of his bounty poster with the man in her sights to confirm his identity. He appeared to be having some hostilities with the owners of the fortress which meant he was at odds with Izuru… or was he? Her gaze narrowed and returned to the Shichibukai as he started to wade out into the chaos. In usual scumbag fashion, Izuru was going to betray the hospitality of the fortress dwellers to pursue his own goals. Clover still did not understand his fixation with the island of filth and villainy, anyone wanting to rule the dump clearly had to rethink their priorities. Merely trying to contemplate his reasons infuriated the green haired girl. “Imbecile.” Clover whispered to herself. Regrettably she was curious about the display of Haki he had promised, even if he had been quite condescending about it. She still knew next to nothing about the ability and Izuru was about to display usage of the ability in a real and dangerous scenario. She felt comfortable enough in her place to remain and watch events as they unfolded. The Shichibukai’s appearance on the battlefield drawing all the attention whilst her bandaged form lurking on the periphery inside the fortress went ignored. |
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| Darkhunter | Apr 4 2014, 07:00 PM Post #37 |
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ooc "Piercing Ivy!" Shouted Luda as Leander ran forward, charging toward the commander of the army while the smoke that had emerged from his back broke off and dissolved into the air. Bart seemed like he would be the most problematic of the two if he were to remain alive especially since he was transforming, it figured that he would be some sort of zoan. He came off as a typical meat headed brute anyway. Luda was a minimal threat as seen from the previous attacks when the vine had struck him earlier, where it had knocked away Fudo and a few others. It however had left him unharmed completely. If Luda had haki he would have used it then to harm him so it was evident he didn't. It almost made him wonder why the man continued to attack at all unless he thought by some chance he could catch Leander off guard. A task which would improve impossible as he had trained his logia abilities to a level of mastery such that he no longer needed to be aware of an attack to avoid it. His body morphed from the bottom down into smoke, which shot out like a steam engine propelled him forward while Luda's hands which were held out shot vines, sharpened at the ends that skewered through him uselessly as he simply passed through them on his way to Bart. Even if Luda had haki the man would have had difficulties hurting him as Leander's haki made him far more of a challenge to harm than traditional logia users unless seastone was involved. Almost directly in front of him Leander drew back his right arm, curling the finger's into a fist and went to smash it into the side of Bart's titanium helm, with a red horse hair plume marking him as the commander. Instead Bart was able to react quicker than he'd imagined and barely in time throw up the large rectangular shield to block the attack, causing him to not even move an inch from the force of the punch. Instead Bart swiped at him horizontally with his sword in a vicious sweep before spitting on the ground in disgust that the attack had merely passed through Leander's body. "Damn logia scum. I haven't fought one of you in quite a long time. Don't get cocky you shitty brat. Once I remember how to hit you, you're as good as dead." “Not likely.” Leander replied with a coy grin, comfortable with his victory in this matter before suddenly once again the vines shot out, striking Bart hard in his armored plate chest . The attack was completely unexpected as it had passed through Leander had caught the commander off guard and made him stumble backwards. “Watch what you’re doing you boy lover!” Leander turned around and saw Luda look away in embarrassment. He wasn’t sure if it was the accidental friendly fire that had the man blushing or the insult that the apeman Bart had directed at him. He however had an idea for how to deal with the two of them relatively quickly. While Leander had been busy fighting amongst the two council members the mouse girl had been busy jumping into the fray and landing in the middle of the confused and beaten or badly wounded group of soldiers. All were heavily armed and wanting revenge however among the surviving soldiers who's number totaled about 30. "Get her!" they yelled all charging in at once. She was much more nimble than them however which along with two other factors led to her having the advantage. These men were used to group fighting and despite their strengths they weren't very equipped anymore to one on one fighting and with their leader busy fighting Leander they no longer were capable of following their training and formations. She was able to move around and kick out at them before running away and then darting back into fight several times. Taking out the men one by one in a process that seemed to take forever but she wasn't much of a fighter anyway so it was better than Leander would have expected of her. Baddies |
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| ♥ Singularity | Apr 7 2014, 07:43 AM Post #38 |
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The fight was going overwhelmingly in Izuru’s favour, no matter how the man struck at him and despite the power behind his blows his swift and sleek movements kept him from the path of harm. This was pretty poorly received on the old man’s end whose enthusiasm for violence seemed to dwain not even an iota despite the futility perseverance was proving. He’d gotten involved in this fight complaining hastings was taking too long only to get drawn into something long winded himself, it was about time they finished this up. ”You’re looking tired old man, you should sit down, you’re done here. This doesn’t get any better for you.” izuru never one to miss an opportunity to berate his opponent, who in this instance was somewhat panting and hard for breath making it only more suitable. ”You’ve made a mockery of us long enough boy, I’ll still that wretched tongue. I hadn’t wanted to go this far against a brat but it seems you really can’t fight the effects of time forever.” the ice man’s face became plastered with mock terror at the prospect of some hidden ace ”What a scary guy, when you say things like that I just want to run with my tail between my legs” The bald man simply shook his head in disdain for the belligerent attitude of the pirate, reaching into his suit and pulling from within a single syringe, a single look of distaste for the item before plunging it into his leg. Izuru’s face creased in revulsion, he didn’t want to see that shit in the middle of a fight, people wanted to shoot up and shit whatever more power too ya, enjoy life while you got it. But he didn’t trust them, he’d seen what narcotics and other such substances did to people, the shells it turned them into, it was disgusting and dependence inducing. Neither of which were qualities a man who would stand atop all others should be cultivating. This particular toxin however seemed unlike any other he had encountered, the bald mans body roiled and convulsed, heaved and wretched as his muscle mass seemed to become fluid and expanding, growing right before the pirate as the figure cried out in pain gasping for breath through the transfiguration. This was just pitiful, anyone who needed to do this much for stability needed to be put down, at this point it was more a mercy killing than anything though he very much doubted it’d be viewed that way. Though when the wrenching stopped and the convulsing calmed the man before him was reborn anew, bigger and bulked up he was the embodiment of a true goliath, rippling muscle forcing his clothes to the brink of breaking. ”Oi oi ain’t that too much? You keep doing things like that and I really might die” clearly no actual fear in his voice, but in the face of his taunts barbossa didn’t falter, in fact her barely acknowledged simply stooping down to pick up a stone before tossing it in his palm a couple times to gauge the weight. CSSSHHHH the sharp shattering like breaking glass as one side of the ice mans face exploded, the stone shot like a bullet, though with more force and speed than such a projectile could ever hope to muster. The strength barbossa had gained was explosive, and he had only one use for it. With a quick flick of the wrist he had his blade extended, carving through the air horizontally to slice the man in half. But here was where he made his first mistake of the fight, in a feat of speed unseen during their conflict thus far Barbossa’s hand jarred out to stop the blade, it’s surface covered in a blackened sheen as it clamped down around the weapon before yanking it towards him. The option did occur to izuru to simply extend it further and negate the action but he didn’t for two reasons, the first was curiosity he knew that man had been strong before but just what had that drug done to him? And the second was a display, having seen the ability to use haki and the inclination to draw him into close combat it was a somewhat safe bet this man could hit devil fruit users which was an aspect of haki he himself had not yet mastered, perhaps it’s lack of necessity slowing him. Though he would never openly admit the failing it did post a problem, since the most motivational aspect of learning such a think would be it’s ability to harm him, clover would learn quicker motivated, and the quicker she learned it the sooner he’d have a sparring partner that wasn’t yogi. So how did he propose to solve this dilemma? Use Barbossa to provide the exhibition, this was his second mistake of the fight. Body sailing through the air as he retracted his weapon in time with the motion it was not long before the distance between them was closed once more, the bald man’s cocked fist ploughing into the pirates chest, the white of which had been dyed black too. The effect was instantaneous, even his haki unable to keep the force at bay, blood spewing in a sputtered cough as his body shot backwards through the air and crashed through a stone pillar before finally coming to a halt after crashing into the mansions wall itself, a cratered impact at his back. Rising to his feet slightly gingerly, his breathing noticeably more labored than before he rose a hand to wipe the trickle of red at his mouths corner. That wasn’t good, that bastard his like a fucking wrecking ball, what the fuck was in that shit?!? Suddenly he began to think he had perhaps underestimated the value of such narcotics, sure they were cheap and slimy but with effects like that they could surely generate a profit. A little unsteady on his feet he began to stretch out his body a little, giving the appearance of limbering up though really it was more like a roll call for broken bones. The summons awnsered by at least 2 of his ribs. Starting with just a light chuckle it wasn’t long before the ice man burst into a full blown fit of laughter ”Good good, it’s been a while since anyone hit me like that, not bad at all” ”Cut the bullshit brat, im going to dismantle you and you know it, this fights already over for you” He charged once more but this time the ice man did the same, though just as he neared the man he shot forward dashing past and leaving both occupying opposite sides of the arena. ”I got you a replacement” he chimed, playfully bouncing an onyx object on his knee before kicking it over head to land at clover’s feet. It was upon closer inspection a hand attached to a forearm, one that had been cleaved just at the edge of it’s protective covering which itself was fading fast. Izuru looking back over his shoulder grinning, sure the girl would appreciate his gift. Hurtling through the air above was barbossa, for a moment he’d been in shock at the injury unable to discern just when and how it had happened but that was quickly followed by rage, prompting him to use his new found strength to spring several stories into the air, falling like a comet headed directly for izuru who seemed to be paying him no attention. No sooner was he just above the pirate before the iceman rose his shimmering sword in place to block the blow, fist meeting blade in an explosive impact izuru finally tilting his head back to actually look at his opponent before jabbing out his tongue ”Predictable” of course he was once again cheating with haki but as they say all’s fair in love and war. And while he knew nothing of love he was a veteran of war. Though the limb was as black as night it was clear something was wrong, barbossa’s expression creasing as he fought to suppress pain before finally giving way with a howl as the arm twinged and contorted, his own strength backfiring on him. Struggling to stand with one arm missing and the other hanging limply at his side barbossa sumbled forward seething, rage still burning white hot in his eyes. ”you……you….i’lll fucking kill you, I’ll tear you to fucking pieces!!!” like a rabid dog he spat and snarled vehemently ignoring the fact this fight had fallen too far out of his favor. ”Boring” he condemned finally, deciding he was pretty done with all this had to offer. The bald man struck springing with one leg while kicking with the other, but without his arms for balance it wasn’t particularly difficult to evade, izuru’s blade flashing out to cleave him at the neck. Taking stock of what was left of the battlefield he saw Bart and Luda still engaging Hastings and what was left of a platoon playing with a singular young girl leaping amongst them dispatching them as best she could as she went. ”Jump” came the word of warning before once again izuru’s extended blade cleaved through the air this time cutting this new crowd in twain, it’s shimmering edge making short work of the steel armor in it’s way. ”You ain’t done yet? finish up, I want these roaches out of my house” calling to the only remaining skirmish, he was tempted to just jump in himself and take care of it, but he was a man who did not like his personal battles interrupted, he could spare at least a couple minutes more to extend such a courtesy to another. Such a benevolent leader he was growing into. techs Edited by Singularity, Apr 9 2014, 01:30 PM.
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| ♠ Shamma | Apr 9 2014, 01:19 PM Post #39 |
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The Frostbite pair both possessed some strange mastery over the elements… Hastings wielding wispy clouds of smoke in the same manner that Izuru manipulated frigid ice. It was these talents the Sniper coveted more than the strange onyx coating Haki that her incompetent teacher insisted on teaching her. Focusing solely on the iceman as he danced with his elder adversary, she remembered every trick he had revealed to her using that mysterious power… especially his recent demonstrations. It was this frosty power she feared the most. And yet as she observed the dance, Clover noted that Izuru did not abuse his ability. He actively blocked or dodged the strikes of his opponent, not one flaunting his immunity to harm. She did not understand why until the moment when the hulking old man did manage to hit the Shichibukai. The man did not shattered into many ice fragments and then reform in a state of perfection, he took the blow as any normal person would, spitting blood as he flew back through the air. Even in her surprise, Clover still maintained her eye for detail. The black coating on the fist that had cracked the ribs of the igloo. It dawned on her that perhaps the Haki he intended to tutor her in was not so useless after all. Clover also realised that he was willingly teaching her a method of harming him. She dismissed the fleeting wonderment about those lessons being a possible sign of trust; more likely Izuru was being his typical arrogant self. “I hope he kills you.” Clover muttered coldly from the doorway as the iceman struggled back to his feet. Her wish did not come true. Instead the green haired girl from Osula had to contend with a gruesome display. First the Shichibukai decided to send a dismembered limb flying in her direction, half an arm landing with a squelch on the edge of the porch she was occupying. Clover did not allow her reaction to show, maintaining a frosty glare as she ignored the limb (though she did edge away from it gradually). It was at that point the inner psychopath of Izuru reared its ugly head, practically butchering his muscular adversary until he dropped lifeless to the floor. Not satisfied with one hack and slash job, Izuru quickly move onto the next, cleaving apart an entire battalion with one swing of his extended blade. It was at that point that Clover started to move out into the cleared plaza, walking straight towards the Shichibukai. “You’re disgusting.” The Sniper commented as she drew closer. Her eyes narrowed as they pinpointed where the brunt of the old man’s blow had landed. With the stick still in her able hand and Izuru somewhat distracted, she did consider swiping at the sore spot to vent her contempt for the male. But his ruthless display and general presence was chilling, Clover tactfully deciding against incurring his wrath again. Instead the girl turned her attention to the battle involving the smoke man, his sudden appearance in Izuru’s time of need just too coincidental for her liking. If Hastings was going to be hanging around on the Ymir, she would need to reconsider her long term plans. “Why is Hastings helping you? You're meant to be enemies.” |
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| Darkhunter | Apr 9 2014, 04:41 PM Post #40 |
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"What the fuck?" Leander said, his voice raising an octave as suddenly all the rest of the soldiers in their armor had been sliced in half and Yuffie had jumped only just in time to avoid joining them. "Ah!" the mouse girl squealed in surprise and horror as suddenly all the men she had been fighting were killed instantly just below her after a mysterious voice had told her to jump. as she landed there was blood everywhere now, and even on her. This was so much different from surgeries in a lab that she had to quickly cover her mouth with her furry palm while bending over to hold back the growing urge to vomit. This was obsence and disgusting to all her senses. Leander had heard that voice too and now saw Izuru even. "What the hell are you doing here Izuru?" Turning to look at Izuru both him and Bart's attention were drawn away from the fight. "What the hell did you fucking do to my soldiers Ice bitch?! I'll kill you!" Bart yelled from the top of his lungs, his mighty fists pounding on the armor plating of his chest in anger. With Bart distracted and ready to charge straight toward Izuru, Leander seized the opportunity for an easy victory and used the man's distraction to his advantage. From behind the muscular, armored, zoan Leander wrapped one arm around the man's neck and the other hand grabbed the man's chin before with a sickening crack twisting the head awfully to the side and letting the man collapse face forward while transforming back into a human in his death upon the dirty ground. "Noooo!" Luda roared while having been prepared to strike Yuffie in order to make Leander suffer as he had noticed the way he defended her everything had gone wrong. Now that good for nothing bastard Bart was dead and so were all the mean. Izuru had betrayed them and Barbossa was likely dead if this was allowed. Thinking only in pure anger he tried his previous attack once more, his fingers turning a dark green which were pointed out toward Yuffie. "Piercing Ivy!" The girl too stunned and sickened by all the gore around her wasn't even paying attention, but Leander was. Dashing off in the direction the Ivy was being shot at Leander managed to intercept the attack and with haki grabbed ahold of the vines that turned out to be the man's real body. Squeezing tightly he spun around in a circle while the ivy seemed to retract slowly into the man's body once more in fear from being caught. He didn't spin for very long, with Luda flying through the air after being jerked off from his feet before slamming the blond pirate down by the ivy ropes of his fingers hard to the ground only a few meters from where he stood. The ground cracking where he'd been slammed Leander walked casually over to the logia user who appeared to be in a lot of pain, grimacing and trembling in an attempt to get back up. looking down at the man Leander drew out the pistol from his right side waist and aimed it down toward the older man. "It's over." With those two words he fired round after round into the man, each bullet creating a small fountain of blood to pop up as it popped into his chest, until the gun was emptied of ammo and the man lay there dead. Edited by Darkhunter, Apr 12 2014, 09:34 AM.
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| ♥ Singularity | Apr 11 2014, 08:35 PM Post #41 |
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It’s an odd sight to see a human body sliced in two, modern media would have you believe that if done swiftly enough and with skill it results in the a clean cleave and two slabs of meat gradually sliding across a seam before separating entirely. This is untrue, or at least it is eventually, at first it all unfolds very much like this but what they don’t tell you about is the mess, with this new outlet cramped as it may be first like crimson sprinklers a light shower of red forces it’s way out. Though as the gap widens and arterial pressure is allowed to release this spray increases in volume until just for a moment, a split second, that golden instant, blood bursts in a violent plume spattering all around. Now you multiply this across 20-30 bodies and you have yourself a veritable wet works, though this is a scene markedly less easy to appreciate if you find yourself trapped amid it, something the young lady Leander had brought was learning fast while izuru watched, his grin a little crooked, a warped pleasure bubbling at her revulsion. Clover however didn’t find nearly as much humor in the on goings as her captain, spitting out her distain for him which only made his grin widen with a glance that suggested his quota of antagonism for the day was far from filled. To him the very idea of these acts evoking emotional response disgust or otherwise was alien. They were trash, and worse they were the kind that didn’t even realize they were trash, believing they had the strength to stand in resistance, such stupidity could only be cured by death. It was no different than purging a disease, the natural order of progress. ”Enemies?” he queried thoughtfully ”I don’t remember anything like that, if anything he was a little like you, ate my food, used my beds, bummed around on the ship…….though at least he could fight a little.” The latter section of his sentence hinting in no uncertain terms towards the flaws that had left the young girl in her current state ”But as for what he’s doing here, even I’m a little confused. Just what sort of information did they give out on us to bounty hunters anyway?” Curious both as to the misrepresentation of their animosity and as to just how lacking what they had on him was that she’d been able to come after him without haki or seastone and still believe in victory. It was true he didn’t keep any real track of the ins and outs of what those around him were doing, after all what did it matter, when you were the man on the path to pirate king everyone else was naught but background. But he was not deaf to the goings on of the world and if something made enough noise he would hear about it, the last he had heard there was talk of a fight between a shining rookie and a man of smoke back at the beginning of route one, he hadn’t thought Hastings to be anywhere near here, though perhaps a quick acquisition of distance had been exactly what was necessary in the aftermath. ”Ain’t you got that question a bit backwards? This is my house, why are you here? Though I did hear a funny story about a certain smoke man on cactus island, maybe you were looking to hide your face here for a while hmmm?” that signature baiting grin clover had surely become accustomed too rearing its head once more, though it was short lived as bart barking voice erupted over their conversation stealing his attention. An eyebrow raised he turned to face the man with a mix of confusion and disbelief. What was this, bring a dumbass to work day? They were lying on the ground split in half, what the fuck did he think he had done to them? Deciding then and there that vendetta’s were meaningless and this mans execution inevitable his thumb prodded the hilt of his katana shy of it’s sheathe though that was as far as the action went, Leander darting past to pounce on the distracted man, wrapping arms around his neck before twisting hard with a sickening snap. With one down the odds did not look particularly good for the last remaining bastion of the islands old regime and sure enough the dice fell as chance suggested, the older blond man not long to last. ”Come, we’ll get some food” The invitation extended to both hastings and the odd looking girl who seemed to be in cahoots with him or had entered the scene at an inexplicably odd time, Izuru entirely oblivious to just why people might be lacking an appetite in the current climate. He had some questions about this whole scenario, there were things that didn’t make sense. Heading for the interior he paused at clovers side leaning in to talk in a more stifled tone than usual ”You should head back to the ship and gather your things including your weapons, I’ll have a task for you shortly. Have yogi carry anything you…..can’t” his words taking a brief lul as his gaze fell on he wound once more. It would probably be construed as unreasonable but he didn’t have the time to let clover linger on rehabilitation, with ittai gone and yogi with no ability whatsoever to take care of anything in at all a muffled manner clover was the only one capable of the task. Conditions forcing his hand aside she was objectively actually kind of perfect. The act of assassination natural to no one more than a sniper and with the genre of detestable degenerate this place harbored she was sure to have no moral issue. At the door here paused once again, some of the braver serving staff hovering, unsure where this whole scene left them ”You, you, you clear away that mess outside” his finger jabbing in direction while his mouth gave orders as though he had inherited this place legitimately ”You and you. Food, serve it in the main room.” there was no hesitance or questioning the directive, they simply scattered and got too it, those who knew their place, they were almost admirable in their own way. Re-entering the foyer he found the two old men still sat much as he had left them, their response a hard to read mix of relief and apprehension, thankful they did not now have to explain their absence in the ensuing battle to barbossa but unsure what their future with izuru held not what the presence of Leander would mean. ”It appears you all know each other” the ice man observed ”Then I’ll waste no time with introductions. Why did the baldie have what looked like one of your syringes? Is it involved with why this islands infested with slobering degenerates? Who was it backing this place before i arrived? and which of the islands men are going to give me problems in the future?” While the first two questions were for Leander the latter 2 were for Bali and/or jack. Edited by Singularity, Apr 11 2014, 08:36 PM.
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| ♠ Shamma | Apr 12 2014, 12:08 PM Post #42 |
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“It’s not information from bounty hunter boards. It’s the fact that he’s a pirate and you work for the World Government now. Or did you forget, idiot?” Clover snapped at Izuru in response. It irritated her that he dared to compare her to someone like Hastings… from what she had read the man was regularly associated with mass murdering of innocents. The Shichibukai did not know of her past lesser crimes and she had already atoned for those necessary actions in her mind… he was just using it as a means to spite her. He even appeared to ignore her barb, instead turning his attention to Hastings. She already knew of Izuru’s opinions about the World Government and his intended role as a warlord. That he managed to retain the position was a poor joke, something she often plotted to resolve so his bounty would be reinstated. He was so careless with the title that it was only a matter of time before he slipped up and lost it. Then he wouldn’t be able to smugly tell her to call him a ‘sir’. “Don’t ignore me.” Clover demanded with a frown, her words going unnoticed as Izuru conversed with the smoke pirate. Annoyed, the cyborg proceeded to stamp her boot on the floor. She also contemplated swinging that leg in Izuru’s direction but again opted against falling foul of his psychopathic tendencies. She was doomed to linger in his shadow once more, drawing the folds of her cloak together for comfort as she stared over at the unknown pair. Hastings had just finished dispatching the last of the threats posed in the fortress, her frosty glare focused on him. How dare the stupid igloo compare her to this scumbag… Clover blinked at the invitation of food. It seemed unnaturally welcoming of the Shichibukai. She stayed in her place, eying him suspiciously as he made a point to walk towards her as he headed indoors. She was not too surprised when it turned out that she would not be attending the banquet. What did surprise was the expectation that she was capable of carrying out tasks that required her weaponry. It was not like Izuru could just forget about the various injuries he had inflicted several hours ago. The girl chose not to even respond to his request, instead glaring past him at those he was inviting to go inside. Once the trio had disappeared inside, Clover exhaled. “Stupid Igloo.” The cyborg muttered as she glanced back at the doorway. Obviously the hulking elder had knocked some sense out of the Shichibukai with the punch. Yet despite the stupidity of his request, she had naught else to do to occupy her. It was very unlikely that Izuru would overlook her defiance if she followed on inside to eat. How long had it been since she had eaten? The last few bread scraps had been in the morning… if they were on any other island, Clover may have considered picking something up on the way back to the Ymir. But on Rowe Rowe, that food was very likely to be poisoned or spiked in some manner. With her permanent scowl, Clover started to head back in the general direction they had arrived from. The damage to the building and the slaughter of the guards made her passage out of the fortress smooth, it was on sight of the rundown streets that she would have to traverse that caused the Sniper some concern. Lacking Izuru at her side, she probably looked like easy pickings for any thug. She supposed if anything too threatening approached, she could just out run it. |
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| Darkhunter | Apr 12 2014, 06:14 PM Post #43 |
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Leander had heard Izuru talking calmly while all this was going on but remained quiet while on his task of dispatching the last two council members present. He had no idea why Izuru felt talking during a fight seemed like an appropriate thing to do, it was a distraction at best but the shichibukai sure did love to do it he noticed. After firing the last shot he turned his attention to Izuru putting the smoke gun back in it's holster at his waist. Izuru certainly it seemed had become quite in love with giving orders since they had split up. Of course now that he thought about it perhaps that had always been the way it was but he had never noticed so much before. "Yuffie follow me." the smoke man said patting her on the back as she transformed back into her human form which meant that she mostly was just less furry now. Quickly realizing the girl seemed a bit green in complexion he quickly added "So long as you're feeling up to it of course." Frowning the girl looked at Leander, then the bodies around her, and then back to the ship. "Sorry Leander I think... I think I just need to go back to the ship for a breather. This was all... just way too much for me right now. I'm sorry. Its just... i've never actually seen this level of violence and brutality before and so up close too." Leander nodded while at that time a series of explosions set off around the iron and great plumes of fire and smoke arose followed by shouts and cries of terror. "Ugh i'm going to have to corral those idiots in now that Izuru is here. I think things just got complicated." He said letting out a long suffered sigh while shaking his head in disbelief. "I understand though Yuffie. Go take a breather back at the ship. It'll be safe there." The small girl nodded several times, looking so much smaller than before in her oversized lab coat and large wire rimmed glasses, before walking back slowly with her head down. "Ugh." Leander uttered gruffly in annoyance while finally following Izuru into the foyer and coming face to face with that sneaky bastard Jack. His hands clutching together he wanted so badly to rip that smug prick's head off from his shoulders right now and stick it on a pike. He was the main piece in all of his most recent annoyances. He couldn't do that however, for now. He had all the time in the world to do it later however and he planned to relish in it. What Izuru had said about the drugs being used was annoying but not completely unexpected so as he spoke he naturally seemed bored and disinterested in the conversation, "I honestly don't know Icy. I would guess one of them robbed me while I was here. Since they certainly did steal from me in other ways. I'm assuming you were the big shot they told me protects this island and them. As for cactus island thats connected to this somewhat but yeah I did happen to rip apart a rookie by the name of Zain Sayad limb from limb who had the light logia." His eyes flashing open with deadly intent they settled squarely on Jack McGilly, never wavering as his voice took on a steel like quality. "Now back to Jack though. I can't let anyone who screws me over this badly live of course, so are you going to get in my way?" |
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| ♥ Singularity | Apr 12 2014, 08:02 PM Post #44 |
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Upon settling seated it was leander who spoke first though he didn’t have many awnsers, going ahead and giving izuru one of those damnable nicknames again. He’d not given his drugs to those who ran the island which at least ruled out them working together though it seemed he too had no idea who had been behind this all before izuru arrived. The idea that he could accidently misplace something he kept at his side in such precious supply seemed suspect, but izuru was never really one to question incompetence when it came to the smoke man he’d believe it in all shapes and sizes. With Leander having said his piece bali piped up to fill yet more blanks in the ice man’s knowledge, it seemed there were still those who swore loyalty to his predecessors strong enough that they would make future dealings difficult though they were few in number ”Kennedy who owns Blackbeards taven and Yellow horse of the lower ends are the only ones closely affiliated with barbossa” Izuru getting more information from his new buisness partners than he could have hoped for. Opening and activating his den den mushi he relayed the information to clover so she could act upon it and make use of the details ”Kennedy, owner of blackbeards tavern and a man named yellow horse who watches over the poor district by the southern shore near where we docked. Take care of them both, discretely. You can manage that right?” The question was rhetorical with the task being hers where she felt up to it or not with failure removed from the table as an option. While she had the potential to be quite the asset he didn’t much have the stomach for further disappointment being the fragile snowflake he was, so an unsuccessful return would probably mean he had to dispose of her. It’d be quite the shame. Returning to the conversation hastings expanded a little on what izuru had touched upon earlier, putting a name to the rookie though being sure to mention he’d come out on top. The wicked grin izuru sported so well returned to him, while his eye’s caught that glint his serpentine kin shared when a meal fell within the scope of their gaze ”Was it really so simple? The way the story goes neither man came off all too well. But perhaps that’s just the exaggeration of rumor hmmm? Since after all it would be incredibly embarrassing for a veteran of the grandline’s first half to get beaten up by some no name punk right?” he never tired of teasing, no matter who, when, for what or why finding points of vulnerability and applying pressure was a pastime that never bored him. Perhaps it was the act of reminding why he was better than everyone else or maybe it was the array of emotions you saw bleed their way into a persons body language in response, perhaps it was just that he had a twisted sense of humor but whatever the reason it was already a well ingrained habit as clover had learned many times. It was unexpected, perhaps he had become complacent or maybe he placed too much value in the human comprehension ability but he had honestly not expected such resistance from Leander. Since witnessing him scamper away from the invitation of battle to snuggle a furry driven marine he’d somewhat discarded the notion that the man was an aggressive type, even perhaps ambitious but in this instance he seemed to be destroying such idea’s. However that was a problem, regardless of what was expected, whatever had gone down between them before was enough Leander was unwilling to leave the man alive however Izuru had already decided that he would assist him. Regardless of the fact he had made his choice already and ignoring the pledge he had made to keep the man protected under his name this basically boiled down to him being told he had to stand aside. Nobody fucking tells Izuru what to do. Was he really making such a statement? He was, he’d genuinely brought izuru’s decision into question. It’d be funny if that were the sort of thing the ice logia laughed about, but it wasn’t so there was only one real option. Standing from his seated positon izuru’s swift movements flicked the table up into the air with his foot momentarily blocking him from view before smashing it to pieces as his hand smashed through it and if unavoided or impeded directly into Leander "Yes his only reply. if successful it’d lead to freezing as he did so though if not he’d just do something else later, either way the statement was made, violence was the only option. Edited by Singularity, Apr 13 2014, 01:52 PM.
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| ♠ Shamma | Apr 13 2014, 03:28 PM Post #45 |
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The girl slowed as she neared the docks, a quick glance over her shoulder to make sure her pursuers had been shaken. “I hate this stupid island.” Clover hissed, her breaths still shallow despite the rapid sprint she had been forced to adopt halfway through her journey across the slums of Rowe Rowe Island. Somewhere along the journey she had taken the wrong turn and ended up outside some rundown building where a large crowd had been drinking and brawling. For some reason a considerable few of them had taken a particular liking for her bandaged figure and decided she needed a few more injuries in her extensive collection. And whilst none of them had been fast enough to catch her spring, the undamaged cyborg legs allowing her to sprint away without too much strain, they had been a very persistent bunch. It seemed that they would be bothering her no longer though. The cyborg straightened her back and shook her shoulders ever so slightly, the ruffled cloak adjusted to a more presentable state after flailing behind her for quite some time. The movement did summon some aches from her larger wounds, the diagonal across her torso in particular whined and caused her to gasp a little. Clover fought the weakness though, condemning the Shichibukai that had inflicted it as she clenched her teeth and continued towards the largest vessel at the harbour. In view of the towering Ymir, the Sniper felt an odd sense of security. She supposed the vessel of a depraved psychopath could appear comely when compared with the run down hive of scum and villainy that she had been to traverse twice… though it still unnerved her that her mind even fleetingly considered the large ship as a home. It was a temporary stop until she resolved her business by defaming and offing the most annoying man she had ever know… As if on cue, the Den Den Mushi on her wrist started to ring. Awkwardly she fumbled with the device as she attempted to receive the incoming call, managing to push the small button on the side of the shell by pressing it against her arm sling. Clover answered without a response, the snail phone mimicking some of the detestable iceman’s features as it relayed his message to her. Two names and the locations they dwelled in… of course no descriptions or threat they opposed accompanied the meagre information. That would be far too accommodating for the Shichibukai. As she had suspected, he wanted her armed and hunting the targets down… the Sniper did not answer his question. Instead she closed the call with another nudge of her stump. Clover was unable to decide if it was some sick mind game or actual faith placed in her. Being pessimistic by nature, she wagered strongly on the former case. He likely anticipated her failure but took some sick pleasure in ruffling her feathers, knowing that she would try to prevail over the odds to prove him wrong. Already the Sniper was plotting her solution to his tasks and considering the resources available to her. If she ignored the addition of ‘discreetly’ to her orders, the cyborg favoured her chances. She ignored the jubilant outcry of the deckhands as she climbed up the ramp to the Ymir’s first deck. The men danced around her, offering comforts such as food and water, a change of clothing or a hot bath… none of which she could accept out of sheer paranoia. They were far too nice to not have some concealed motive, Clover pushed her way through them and inside the Ymir to her living quarters. She arrived at the narrow room, and paused to inspect the contents. Nothing appeared disturbed to her relief, she had been in a rush earlier and not bothered to lock up. Clover presumed that Izuru wanted her to act swiftly so she ignored the inviting bed in the corner and headed over to the workbench instead. Her wristbows would have been useful but they were still unrepaired. That left her with Quadsong and Farsong, Clover strapped the large crossbow on her back and placed the more compact weapon on her belt. Fully equipped, the girl retrieved one last item from her chambers, a single can of lemonade that she sipped at as she exited the room and headed towards the bear pit. The growl of the bear greeted her as she neared its chambers. Clover had not cared to learn the creatures name despite the number of times Izuru lovingly referred to his monstrous pet. She had only ever considered the oversized animal an inconvenience in the past but now it appeared the beast would serve some purpose for her. However it dawned on the girl as she moved into the room that it was very unlikely to listen to her without the aid of the Shichibukai. Clover scowled at the feral creature as it came into view. It did not frighten her… she found it more disgusting and grotesque than scary. It did pose a threat in tight quarters when she would have less room to dodge and evade but so long as she did not antagonise the creature, Clover assumed it would not lash out at her with those sharp claws. The Sniper approached and stopped at a comfortable distance, enough space between her and it to give her ample time to avoid a swipe. “He said to…” Clover started but stopped as the bear slumped down onto all fours, eerily quiet as it stared at her. A little unsure of what the reaction meant, the Sniper held her tongue as she looked over the beast, trying to find some sort of signal. And then she noticed the den den mushi hidden in its fur. How many of the snail receivers did the Shichibukai possess if he was willing to grant one to a dumb animal? "...He already told you." At least the bizarre selection of den den bearers benefitted her. It had a habit of listening to him. “…Let’s go.” Clover motioned with her remaining hand for Yogi to follow as she turned around. With bear in company, the girl headed for exit. |
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