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| Supermaou | Dec 10 2014, 05:05 PM Post #76 |
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Failing to harm Trevelyan, Sylvander simply laid there with no enegy in him at all due to so much blood loss, as he watched Trevelyan walk past him he tried to grasp out to reach him, but the man was to far now, "I ha-..hate you..." was the only words the flamboyant man could say as the cloak covered his eyes and fell into an unconscious state. Meanwhile in the room where Cynthia was kept, a light foot step echoed across the room falsing Cynthia's gaze to wonder across the room to only see the one man she never wanted to see, Mr. Noble, he walked in the room with his head up high, looking at Cynthia as if she was some sort of prize, the man stood there for moments, not saying a word, only giving her a look as if he was inspecting a item for damage "tch, look what you done, you made the cuffs all bloody now, you know how hard it is to clean sea stone?" opening the cell door he walked in and too a closer inspection "oh well, its not like I can't replace them or anything, and what's this? cuts on you're wrists? are you trying to piss me off?" Cynthia simply gave the man a sharp look and spat in the mans face "drop dead you disgusting waste of space..." Mr. noble simple took out a piece of expensive looking cloth from his pocket and wiped the spit away from his face, "show a little respect...TO YOURE OWNER!!!" tightening his fists he drove his fists into Cynthia's gut that coursed her to gasp out in pain, mixture of saliva and blood flew out of her mouth as what breath she had escaped from her. "tch, filthy bitch, haven't you learned you're lesson already? you're a slave, dirt has more rights then you, so what makes you think you have the right to speak to you're owner in such away, you make me sick" taking out his expensive looking hankie once again, he cleaned his hand whiles looking towards the door as one of the guards came running in "S-s-sorry to intrude boss, b-but the intruders, they managed to defeat most of the bounty hunters, and they are making their way deeper into the castle" "what?! how is that even..tch, where is Adam?" "He has gone missing, nobody has seen him around, that's why I am bothering you with this, boss" remaining silent for a brief moment he turned to look at Cynthia and un hooked her from the ceiling, dropping Cynthia onto the floor, not really caring if she hurts her self or not, "Reinforce and kill them all, I don't care how you do it, do what you must, they can't reach the main halls" Dragging Cynthia across the floor with all his might, Mr Noble headed out of the prison area and towards his room "I don't know what's going on, but like hell I'm handing my property to the likes of them low life's" as much as she wanted to resist, she couldn't, she didn't have much fight in her at all, but it wasn't just that, deep down she knew that Isao and the rest where coming, but she didn't want them to see her like this, weak and helpless, this was truly a nightmare. Meanwhile Annabel continued to lead Isao, and now Trevelyan, down the halls where Cynthia's prison was located, unfortunately for them they soon ran into a horde of guards that soon started to open fire, but soon stopped firing when they saw Annabel "Ma'am! have you captured the enemy? ha! that's Annabel fore you!" with out saying a word she simply threw the duckbilled platypus towards the horde, confused expressions crossed the faces of the guards as the duck like creature bounced across the floor towards the guards "huh?" the platy puss simply looked up in a simple manner "Dexter, smash" "Daaaaaaaaaa!!!!" the strange duck like creature soon transformed into the half giant that was dexter as he started to pummel into the horde of guards "aaah why oh why ahhh!" not much else could be heard from the guards as Annabel turned towards Isao and Trevelyan and nodded towards them "Dexter can handle things from here, but it seems that this way is blocked, we'll have to go around" running back, she left Dexter to do his thing, as she lead the group back around, luckily enough she knew her way around. Leaving the carnage behind them they finally made it to a clear hall way that lead to the other side of the prison "from here you can go straight ahead and get you're friend back, sorry, I can't help you any further, I already risked to much for you gu-" before she could finish her sentence how ever, just across the hall way was Mr noble dragging what seemed to be the helpless but clearly badly hurt Cynthia, he glared at her before shouting out "damn woman! can't trust any of you!" "shit!" before she knew it the noble kicked opened a door beside him, dragging Cynthia inside with him, he closed the door and locked it up "damn it, shit just hit the fan, listen, he just went into the main hall, use the key I gave you to get inside, I need to leave you now so you're on you're own, sorry, I can't help you anymore" nodding at the group, Annabell left them in a rush as she disappeared around the corner. |
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| Karasuma | Dec 22 2014, 11:11 PM Post #77 |
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The next few moments as Anabelle led them through the halls seemed to be going well, until a large group of men, obviously mercenaries, who rounded a corner and blocked their path. Humorously enough, they seemed to be under the impression that Anabelle had captured both himself and Trevelyan, despite the clear lack of shackles or injury that either of them wore. Seeing the platypus/giant being tossed their way, Isao knew a moment of mirth as he deduced what was to come, giggling internally at the thought of the consternation these men would have to endure, knowing they had been beaten up by a platypus. The fact that the platypus happened to be a giant man as well, a fact he illustrated by transforming and beginning a rampage amongst them, likely wouldn't make much difference to their befuddled and soon to be bruised minds. As they rounded the corner following the detour, Annabelle started saying how she couldn't help them anymore, when a sight crossed the hall across from them that made Isao's blood come to a rolling boil. Cynthia, bound in bloody chains, being dragged along by some man in sophisticated clothing. He paused long enough to open a door and accuse Anabelle before dragging Cynthia through, slamming it, and locking it. Listening to Anabelle's frantic explanation and then seeing her vanishing act, Isao assumed that whoever it had been with Cynthia could get the marine woman in a boatload of trouble for helping them, which she technically hadn't had to do. This logical thought tried desperately to cling to Isao's attention amidst the tidal currents of boiling rage that consumed his thoughts as he sprinted forward, heedless of past injuries to open the door and follow his comrade. As the door boomed open, Isao saw the main hall, cavernous and open, and Cynthia and her captor moving towards the main doors at the end, a bloody streak on the floor clear evidence of their passage. Slamming the staff into the floor with such force that the tiles split and a resounding *CRACK* echoed through the hall, Isao made his presence and intent quite clear. "YOU!, stop where you are and face me. Do so and I might not break you in half for what you've done to my crewmate. Test my resolve and I'll paint this mountain with your blood!" |
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| ShadowBlade | Dec 23 2014, 07:45 AM Post #78 |
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Trevelyan listened to the echoing of the footsteps that emitted as the group paced forward. With his hands in his pockets, he casually made his way forward. The sensation he was getting from this area was surely that of dismay. The chef could feel some weird cry for help emitting from his area. His observation Haki seemed to be able to sense the disturbance in emotion. The clicking intensified. Trevelyan's eyes fell upon Isao, he seemed rather passionate about protecting that woman. Trev on the other hand, was rather calm and collected. He made sure to try and not expend his emotional energy too much. Rather, he kept himself reserved. His eyes simply wandering from Isao to Annabel. He wondered about this woman. There was certainly more to her than hired gun. He had always sensed some form of skill from her, but never bothered to ask. Finally, the group were halted by some guards. It seemed beneficial that the man had his hands in his pockets. Isao was also clearly behind her; blocked from their vision. Trevelyan simply looked on as he noticed the strange reaction. He didn't speak, instead, he watched intently on what would happen. The man was careful, keeping his body ready for battle at all times. However, due to the way he stood, which was quite lazy, no one predicted this. Instead, he made sure to simply lean back as the guards were present. They seemed oddly calm though. A simple narrowing of his eyes and the orange hair could tell their emotions. He opened his eyes a bit more then. He made sure to look towards them as they spoke. His hand would have moved to his spatula, had it not been for Annabel and Dexter. He watched as the creature bounced around. Trev simply stood in place, unphased by what was happening. Trevelyan's eyes followed Dexter as he zipped around; easily able to keep up with his movements. It was then that his attention fell to the woman. She was insistent that they go another way. Trevelyan turned, he wasn't a disagreeable person on most cases. He simply gave a subtle nod so she knew he understood. The group began to make their way around. Trevelyan simply followed the others, however, he could sense the overbearing emotion. It was like a strange gravitation pressure that was weighing down upon his own heart. He felt the trembling feeling and it began to make him feel something. As he got closer, his eyes fell to Isao as they made haste. Taking the spot behind the group, he made sure to cover the back. In any case, while he looked at the man, he could tell just why he was so desperate. He let out a soft sigh from his nostrils. It seemed the elder saw this in the man and knew he was powerless to help. For Trevelyan, his strength was rather burdensome. Finally, he stopped as they reached another way. His eyes fell to the woman who began to explain things to him. There was a sudden sensation; the feeling was getting stronger. Trevelyan's eyes fell to the location before the events unfolded. There, the black haired woman was being dragged. It tore at the chef, but he kept his composure. His eyes narrowed more upon her however, his expression now disgruntled. He had hoped he wouldn't have to deal with this. Part of him felt more responsible. Regardless of what she did, this didn't seem like fair treatment. His eyes narrowed, feeling the emotion of this girl. It felt like she was heavily saddened. His narrow eyes became more oval as he gazed upon her being dragged. His resolve was firm, his heart no longer feeling the shakiness it did before. He could also feel the bloodlust from Isao who stood next to him. Trevelyan's head turned to face him but he didn't say anything of the sort. He simply turned to Annabel. He listened as she explained to them what they had to do now. He nodded, knowing the falling out in their group was already happening. He turned to Isao who seemed to make his way to the door. Trevelyan looked towards Annabel. "Be careful out there Annabel". He said to her with a nod, his look still a bit distant; though his words sincere. He turned and walked towards the door. He noticed that it had been already broken in. As he walked in, his eyes fell upon Isao. He was rather infuriated. Trevelyan simply walked past him however, his foot steps echoing throughout the area. He would simply walk towards Cynthia, his eyes looking more resolute. His eyes were narrow and he awaited any attack. However, he was walking forward and his resolve was nothing would stop him. |
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| Supermaou | Dec 26 2014, 03:37 PM Post #79 |
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The room that the three men was now in was huge compered to the ones they where in before, and unlike the others this one had a throne right at the end of the room, the walls was covered in a dark red with wired looking painting hanged up on the walls, must of been done by some wired artist of some sort, the ground was covered in a rich red carpet that looked very expensive. reaching to the throne Mr.Noble threw Cynthia to the side of the stone looking throne and turned around as he heard the booming voice of Isao, "I don't know who you are, but what makes you think you can come in here and claim my property as you're own!" Looking up Cynthia with a sad look on her face "Isao..." turning around slightly Mr.Noble gave a swift kick to Cynthia's face coursing her to roll down the small steps that lead up to the stone throne and on to the ground below it "graah!" "shut it, I didn't ask you to speak" he then turned his focus back towards Isao noticing another man walking into the room "Really, you people don't understand who you're dealing with, I'm Commodore Noble! I'll have you all arrested for trespassing on my property!". Watching as Trevelyan continued to walk forward he stepped back slightly, "you entered my home, took out my guards and now want to steal from me... you leave me no other choose" taking out a bullet from his pocket he loaded it into a pistol and pointed it towards Cynthia "I was going to have her be my personal slave, but I really dislike the idea of competing with other for my property, you see, this pistol is loaded with a seastone bullet, one more step and i'll sho-" Suddemly out of nowhere his arm fly off and landed right in front of Isao, "aaaaaah!!!!" Mr. noble cried in pain as blood sprayed out of his arm "wh- who the fuck did this to me!!!". A bag of beli then fell next to Trevelyan feet out, next could only be seen by a sharp eye as a shining flash of white and red ripped out of his chest, revealing a silver blade that reached up to seven foot in length, blood dripping down the mirror like silver blade Mr.Noble turned his head to find that it was no other then Adam, "son of a-" Adam soon sliced Mr.Nobles body in half before he could finish his sentence as his body parts fell to the ground leaving a bloody mess behind. Swinging his weapon a side to rip off the blade, he sheaved his sword back into its scabbard and held it tightly in his hand "A am a man of my word, there is the money for the building that was ruined and more to feed the residents that lives there, mon" Adam then the walked over to Cynthia and picked her up, wrapping her arm around him for support "Mr.Noble was a fool to believe he could rule with titles and money whiles owning human beings like items from shops, mon" Adam then walked up to the stone throne and placed Cynthia gently agents the chair "however, he was an easy man to manipulate, mon" He then stood up and gazed at Isao and Trevelyan, gripping his weapon at the same time with a serious expression on his face "I can't allow you to take Cynthia away from here, her place isn't with you, it never was, but if you wish to continue to fight for her, I can't guarantee you're lives, mon". Edited by Supermaou, Dec 26 2014, 03:44 PM.
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| Karasuma | Dec 30 2014, 10:33 PM Post #80 |
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As the man who had apparently started all this "Commodore Noble" gave his little speech, he did several things which elevated him to the top of Isao's "people who really need to die" list. He referred to Cynthia as a mere object, a thing, not worthy of respect, then he hit her, and finally he threatened to kill her. Normally any one of these three things would have earned him the coveted spot, but all three made it a certainty that regardless of the consequences to himself, Isao was going to see this man dead, preferably in pieces before the day was up. That hate-filled thought was glimmering at the tip of his mind as he yanked his staff out of the floor and was getting ready to javelin it through the commodore's chest, when the man's arm, seemingly of it's own accord, popped off in a spray of gore and landed at Isao's feet. This sight would ordinarily have caused Isao no end of joy, as unfitting as that might have been, but now it only brought dread, as only one person in this damn mountain that Isao knew of could have been responsible, and a few seconds later a gleaming sword blade impaling Noble proved his suspicions correct. From behind the silvery blade, Adam emerged, bisecting and then dicing the hapless commodore. Isao did feel a slight twinge of joy, then a little annoyance that he hadn't gotten to exact his revenge on the man who began this whole fiasco, and that Adam had done what he wished he could do, albeit in a much gorier fashion. By the time his little introspection was over, Noble was a pile of gore and guts in front of the throne and Adam was throwing something their way. The bag clinked loudly as it hit the floor, apparently containing the payment that Adam said he owed Trevelyan, and that he had come here seeking. If that was the only reason that Trevelyan had even shown up, then there was no guarantee that he would help Isao free Cynthia or even oppose Adam, which made Isao's eyes flicker momentarily to the spatula-wielding man, then back to the afro-bedecked bounty hunter. Pointing the staff at Adam, Isao began a slow advance up the hall, adrenaline still thumping in his veins, and pulse still loud in his ears. "I don't give a damn if you can't guarantee my life, nor do I care if you say that Cynthia's place isn't with me. Her place in this world is hers to determine, not yours, not mine, and not that bloody excuse of a 'commodore's. But there is no way in this world that I'm leaving her here with the likes of you. I don't care what you say, how you say it or what you do, there are a few things that are going to happen here, and this is how it's going to go. I'm going to get Cynthia out of those damn chains, see that she gets to her own bed on her ship, see that she gets some rest, and when she wakes up if she decides that she no longer wants me to travel the seas besides her, then I'll leave and wish her the best. But if you think that I'm just going to walk away and leave her in the company of a bounty hunter and abducting scumbag like you, then you're as wrong as that damn 'Commodore Noble' was to think that he could own a person, least of all my crewmate." Reaching about the three-quarters mark of the hall, Isao slid his staff to a more ready position and dashed in at Adam and Cynthia, making sure that he would have enough room to swing and block any forthcoming sword strokes that he could see, any that he couldn't see....well those would have to be parried on instinct. If he could just get the damn cuffs off Cynthia he'd have at least some chance of getting them both out of here alive, with or without Trevelyan's help. |
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| ShadowBlade | Jan 1 2015, 12:56 PM Post #81 |
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Trevelyan continued to pace forward, seemingly appearing bored or relaxed as usual. However, through that carefree expression were eyes that vibrated with something...more. It was something Trevelyan hadn't felt in quite some time, a surge of intensity. Though he didn't allow himself to become overwhelmed by it. Simply, he slid his hands into his pockets and paced forward. As Mr. Nobe spoke, Trevelyan seemed to pay no heed to his words. Rather, he was walking forward with a mission. The man's demeanor as he pushed forward told an entirely different story about himself; there was confidence in his stride. Each step he took, he took without fear. It was only then that his expression became a bit more calm. He stopped only a moment later as he felt a presence; stopping in the middle of the room. He slid his hands out of his pockets, his eyes glancing at the man's chest. A moment later, a blade came from it; splattering blood on to the floor. Trevelyan took a step back as a sack of money fell by his feet. He let his eyes drop down towards it. His eyes looked up, slightly looking towards the beaten girl. However, he noticed the man whom had promised him compensation. Rather than pick it up, Trevelyan's eyes fell back upon the man who stood in front of him. He watched as Adam emerged from behind Mr. Noble. Trevelyan was quiet as he spoke. He blinked as Adam said that he would be keeping the girl. Trevelyan's eyes fell on Cynthia once again. He saw her in her weakened state and examined her. His eyes narrowed upon her, sensing and feeling out just what kind of a person she really was. It was then that he heard foot steps coming near him. He was going to say something but he turned to face the man. He noticed Isao close to him. He turned to him as the man began to have an outburst. He seemed adamant as per usual. Trevelyan however, was calm. His head twisted back to face Adam. He let out a rather loud sigh, closing his eyes. One of his hands raised up and scratched the top of his head as spoke. "Ahhh...it seems I have a problem here. I require some vegetables for dinner. The market would be closed by the time I'd go there now; a long journey you see. I didn't really see too many vegetables around here either. As a monk, I can't really accept this payment in worldly possessions. Rather...I think I'll take an interest, seeing as you do not have much. That girl, Cynthia right?". He said as he turned to her to speak, his eyes looking at her. He then turned back to Adam. "I'll go ahead and take her. Not as a slave though, but for her freedom; that is what I want". Trevelyan put a hand on his hip, his eyes filled with intensity, though still looking mellow. "I don't think i'll be able to negotiate.". He said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a spatula. He placed his finger in the circular opening at the end and began to spin it in his left hand. "I hope that's alright...Mr. Adam?". Before the man even spoke, Trevelyan paced forward, his hand to his side and the spatula spinning in his left. He seemed so nonchalant as he paced forward; making his way to Cynthia. |
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| Supermaou | Jan 2 2015, 04:03 PM Post #82 |
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Adam stared past the shades of his sunglass's at Isao, eyeing the man's movements as he spoke out, the connection between this man and Cynthia was obvious, using his talents in observation haki, he sensed that the man had strong feelings towards her, not in a loving way, but in a way that he had a sense of loyalty to her, friendship perhaps, Adam Gripped onto the handle of his weapon tightly, hating the fact that another could feel for Cynthia. Isao soon made a bold move however and made a move to swiftly get close to Adam and Cynthia, Adam soon disappeared and reappeared right next to Cynthia so that even if Isao got close to them, Adam was right next to Cynthia so that Isao couldn't release her from her chains. "You fail to understand, Cynthia will never be with-in you're reach, mon" the scabbard of Adams sword burned brightly for just a few seconds before making a wired metallic sound as he swing it towards Isao, hitting him or not, the force of the attack would knock Isao back crating a small crater on the grand, though, if Isao was unlucky enough to get hit by the attack, it would course him to have a broken right arm. Adam soon turned his gaze towards Trevelyan, hiding behind the darkness of his sunglass's, Adams expression turned mean, his past flashing back like a gust of wind as leant down to pick Cynthia up by the chains "arg!" Cynthia would moan as her bruised body got lifted from the ground. "Freedom? you want to take her for Freedom? who do you think you are? a man that barely knows her, but fine, you want her freedom, then remove this!" sheaving his weapon away, he turned Cynthia around and gripped the rags that hugged around her body, Cynthia simply looked at Adam with tears balling from her eyes "Please don't Adam!! I beg of you! don't show them please!!!" With out replying, he ripped the clothing off her naked skin, revealing a mark that only people involved in the slave world would know, a symbol that symbolized "The Hoof of the Soaring Dragon" Letting Cynthia go, she feel to the floor covering what dignity she had left, holding her naked breast as she froze like a stature, all emotions gone, as if her soul had been shattered into hundred pieces. "Behold the mark of the so called Mr.Noble, he was so deluded that he copied the symbol of the celestial dragons and burned it on the back of his, property, But I do agree, to negotiate would be pointless, because I would rather die then hand her over to people that have no clue about true freedom!! mon!" Stamping his foot into the ground he lunched him self towards Trevelyan, the sound he made whiles moving would sound like a jet plane and would only be able to be seen with people with high senses, the familiar sound of the metallic surrounding his scabbard once again as he swung upwards towards Trevelyan's chest which would make enough force to crate a shockwave that shattered the ground around the two men, if it makes connect that is, if not, the force of the attack would simply hit the ceiling coursing some of it to fall down. the time for talk seemed to have ended, this is where the true fight begins. Edited by Supermaou, Jan 2 2015, 04:11 PM.
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| Karasuma | Jan 3 2015, 01:26 AM Post #83 |
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Hearing the metallic noise, Isao skidded to a halt, swinging his staff to intercept what he assumed was the stroke of Adam's blade, but instead was merely the scabbard. This did little to lessen the damage however, as the blow bowed the staff almost in half, lifting Isao off the floor and catapulting him into the wall as the staff itself was blasted to flying splinters. At the point of impact with the wall, Isao was driven into the bricks a good two or three inches, cratering the wall and coughing up blood as his breath was driven from his body and pain assaulted every part of him. That strike would have broken every bone in his arm if he hadn't attempted a counter-stroke, and merely blocked instead. As it was there were countless cuts all over his back from the impact and shattering of the wall, plus the entire back half of his body felt like it was numb, completely paralyzed by the shock of impacting a brick wall hard enough to destroy parts of it. As the dust started to settle, Isao watched Adam further disgrace Cynthia, not really comprehending the mark on her back, nor caring. This man was tearing his companion apart, mind and soul, and it was as unforgivable an offense as Isao could imagine. Willing himself to move, Isao managed to pry his arms from their dents, and fell from the wall to his knees. From the dusty floor, a small rivulet of blood leaking from his mouth, he got shakily to his feet, only to have his knees give out, returning him to the dust and blood below. Rising to his knees again, Isao started to make his way towards Cynthia, inch by bloody inch as he pulled himself along the floor. "Your past be damned, and to hell with the world Cynthia, you're my crewmate, and neither this bastard, nor that dead one over there, nor anyone else is gonna keep me from getting you back safely. As he crawled forwards, Isao carefully palmed the key to Cynthia's cuffs, knowing that he'd have maybe seconds to use it if he got close enough without Adam running him through. He also tested his muscles and found that the feeling was starting to come back a bit, meaning he probably had enough control for a quick push-off in case he was about to get speared. But with any luck, given how strong Trevelyan seemed to be, Adam wouldn't be able to divide his attention anymore, or else he would likely do as his obnoxious pink lackey had done, and forfeit a limb or two. |
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| ShadowBlade | Jan 3 2015, 02:08 PM Post #84 |
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Brown eyes fell upon the man as he seemed to be going on about his banter. Trevelyan cocked an eyebrow, his head shifting to the right as he looked onwards. Isao seemed determined to fight. Trevelyan watched as the brown haired individual made an attempt to attack him. Trevelyan didn't make any moves. Rather, he allowed his eyes to narrow; focusing upon Adam's movements. He watched as his scabbard became a very passionate fire red-orange color. He swung it forward. Each movement was analyzed by Trevelan. The orange hair made no mistake as he deduced each and every movement and how it would effect the outcome of the attack. His eyes shifted as the attack would be cushioned by Isao. The attack rang out, Trevelyan followed the man who was sent flying with his eyes. There was a certain motion about the way that he flew that seemed to entice Trevelyan. It allowed him to gauge Adam's strength and how his attack would register with someone of Isao's strength. His head turned back towards Adam, his eyes narrowed as he continued to speak. Trevelyan reached into his pocket, pulling out a flask with his left hand. He uncapped it with his fingers and placed the cap between his teeth. He then chugged the drink. As he finished, he placed the cap back on with his mouth; setting the flask back into his pocket. All the while, Trevelyan seemed to have more of a distraught look about him. His muscles were a bit more tense, the definition clearly present within his forearm as he held his spatula; gripped tightly in his right hand. In his left pocket was his left hand which sat clutching on to itself. There seemed to be visibly something strange about Trevelyan as he listened to the man speak. He kept quiet, allowing him to ramble on about his ideals that this woman wouldn't ever be free. His heart twisted as he started to tug at the half her robe. His eyes opened wider as he ripped the clothing from her body, allowing it to be bare. His pupils became more dilated, his eyes open in horror as the man had actually done it. Trevelyan could feel his entire body shake with rage. Memories flashed in his mind, his grip on the spatula becoming more and more apparent. His eyes narrowed, jaw clenching. "ENOUGH". He said in a stern tone, his eyes narrowed. With that an aura of intimidation fell all around the area. The light blue waves slowly rang out from the orange hair like a vibrating blue light. Everyone could feel the man's will and conviction, this was the will of D. His aura and his pressure was weighing down upon those around him. However, the brute of it would be felt by Adam. It would happen as soon as he rushed and raised his sword to attack. He would feel a distinct slowed attack as he had his sword come up towards his chest; glowing vibrant. Trevelyan pushed off of his left foot, shuffling to the left side of Adam; twisting counter clockwise. As he turned, he lifted his spatula upwards up over his head. With spatula in hand, he allowed the attack to swing up. Adams blade would push upwards, the shockwave rocketing upwards. He allowed his left foot to hang just a few inches above the ground. With his right hand, he swung to the back of the man's neck; attempting to end it there; Trevelyan wasn't playing any games. Adam would have to take a step to use any speed movements, that Trevelyan was sure of. His speed had been horrendously reduced, and Trevelyan had become quicker. In addition, Adam's attack would be hitting the ceiling, there was impending danger of falling debris as well. However, Trevelyan continued his attack without hesitation; he was going to end everything here. He knew the man possessed haki, as such, he was striking with his full force. Even if he had some defense mechanism like armor, Trevelyan was hitting with his full strength. Utilizing this, he would be able to hit the back of Adam's neck and cause further damage, despite it. He had watched the man's movements carefully. For now, it was all dependent on how he moved. Trevelyan kept his eyes carefully on the man, seeing just what he would do. Trevelyan was sure the intimidation would throw Adam off of his game, along with the slowed speed. OOC
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| Supermaou | Jan 3 2015, 03:16 PM Post #85 |
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It seemed that Adam touched a sore spot as Trevelyan unlashed a mighty aura that that made Adam lose focus for a few moment, and for some reason made his reactions slower as well, could this be? Conquering King's Haki? how did such a man know such things? Adam soon found himself in a slow moving stat as the attack he sent missed coursing an opening to strike at him, "hmpf" he granted to him self as the shock wave blasted into the ceiling above coursing pieces of brick to fall down. Unfortunately for Adam, his focus was ruined slightly as the mighty force of Trevelyan's hand slammed into the back of Adams neck, slamming both feet into the ground so that he didn't fall completely into the ground, the ground beneath them shattered as the force of the attack created a crater under them, however, when the attack connected, Trevelyan might of noticed a wired sound coming from Adam when his attack connected with Adam, sounding like a shell being hit, whiles no damage seem to have inflected him, Adam Remained silent as he raised his head slightly, he then suddenly opened his mouth as energy blasted out of his mouth, firing ten times the damage back at Trevelyan with a mighty blunt force of energy point blank into his chest. However, if Trevelyan some how dodge the attack, the force of the blast would simply blast open a hole into the wall behind him coursing the ground to shatter in its path. Adam then would raise his scabbard up, which was still armoured by haki, in a defence stance readying for a counter attack from Trevelyan, removing one of his gloves, he revealed his palm and arms, showing that his palm seemed to have a shell like Patten on it with dots surrounding it and across his arms would also be dots with steam leaking out of it. "That was a deadly blow, I give you that, but unfortunately for you attacks like that wont effect me, because of the ability I achieved, I have become an impact man, there fore I can absorb impacts and fire them ten times the power back" Adam remained in his defence stance, seeing what the man would do next. Meanwhile, Isao managed to get close to Cynthia, the words that Isao spoke managed to embrace her ears, her eyes slowly turning to look at him, flash's of the past flew by as she remembered the times Isao and herself had, he was willing to go this far for her, and now she thought about it, he always been there, where the others left, how could she face him in this weak state, she couldn't help be feel ashamed. it wasn't until she felt the cuffs around her bloody wrist fall over that a bit of her strength seemed to return to her, quickly grabbing what was left of the rag to cover her self up, she looked towards Isao again "sorry, sorry for being this weak, if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be in the stat you are in now" turning her head slightly to observe the fight behind her she sighed softly to her self "I wish I was stronger..." she turned her head to look at Isao once again before returning her gaze to the floor, watching the blood drip from her wrist. |
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| Karasuma | Jan 3 2015, 05:29 PM Post #86 |
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Still crawling towards Cynthia, Isao felt the force of Trevelyan's will in that one echoing word shiver it's way up his spine, raising hairs all over his body and forcing some animal part of his brain to freeze in absolute terror. The moment passed quickly, but it reminded Isao again just how much higher of a level Trevelyan was on. The massive outburst appeared to have a similar effect on Adam, slowing all his movements to a point that Isao could clearly see them where before nothing had been present but a blur. As the two opponents clashed, Isao noted Trevelyan score a strike to the back of Adam's neck, which likely would have been the death of any normal person. In this case however, Adam merely rang like an oversized bell, and seemed none the worse for wear. The room on the other hand was developing craters and holes at an alarming rate, and it would be a wonder if the entire mountain didn't fall on their heads at the conclusion of this. As if to illustrate the point even further, Adam opened his mouth wide, spewing a line of coherent energy to wreck the wall and ceiling on it's way towards Trevelyan. Seeing that and hearing his explanation, Isao could only mutter in annoyance, "I swear, the devil fruits I keep seeing get weirder and weirder, first a doll, then a platypus, and now an 'impact' man? What's next a singing dancing circus tent?" Finishing his marathon journey along the floor, Isao crawled over behind Cynthia, finding the keyhole in her cuffs and beginning the process of getting the damn things off her. As he lay there, twisting the key and listening to the locking mechanism release itself, Isao did his best to be as supportive as he could. "Cynthia, it doesn't matter that you're not the strongest, and I don't blame you for this. We all have things in our past we probably wish would stay quietly buried, and we both knew the risks in declaring ourselves pirates. The world itself is at the same time our playground, and our worst enemy, full of both adventure, wonders the likes of which we can hardly conceive and dangers the likes of which we've never known. You're stronger than I am by far, and the fruit you ate made you stronger still, tougher than I can hope to be for a good long while." Taking the loose cuffs and slinging them across his back, well away from Cynthia's skin, Isao undid his own shirt offering the dusty, blood-spattered mess to his crewmate. "If anything, this has shown me that I need to get strong enough to not make others shoulder all the burden when situations like this come around. I got this damn far on grit, rage, and the odd bit of luck that one of the bounty hunters turned out to be a turncoat, and Trevelyan decided to show up and also to help despite Adam over there" and here he spat a wad of blood and saliva onto the floor in disgust "paying him what he promised. If anyone is going to curse their own weakness and wish for strength, it's going to be me. You've stood by me through all our adventures so far, I treasure you as a crewmate, and I swore that I'd stick by you and protect you no matter what, so I guess it's time to step up the the plate." Attempting to rise again to his feet, Isao only managed to get to a kneeling position besides the gore pile that had been Commodore Noble. "On second thought, maybe I'll listen to my body for the first time tonight and let Trevelyan handle this one. But from what that bastard Adam was saying about his powers, it sounds like just hitting him won't work, but cutting might, and you're basically one giant sword now right Cyn?" Glancing at the melee and then to his crewmate, who he could see was rapidly regaining color and composure, having been separated from the seastone shackles. Isao chuckled a little bit before commenting out of hand "Also I heard that Adam hates peaches, so you and he should be mortal enemies, If you can manage it, give him a slice for me." and then leaning back further to rest his aching body against the throne. |
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| ShadowBlade | Jan 4 2015, 02:56 PM Post #87 |
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Trevelyan felt himself glide past the man. With a push off his left foot, he was twisting his body counter clockwise to avoid the hit. He landed down on his right foot, still looking towards Adam. In his mind, he could vaguely see where the hit was going to connect if it did. He had an impression in his mental eye, it showed him Adam striking out. With this, he knew he would be cut across the chest if he didn't move. Luckily, his step connected behind him. As he set his foot down, he twisted his body. His hand, which was now over his head, had come crashing down; swinging in a diagonal pathway. The semi circular arc would have him come down, striking with the full force of his spatula. He felt a strange sensation as his metallic spatula collided with the base of the man's neck. He heard a sort of vibration noise emitting from him. Trevelyan's eyes narrowed as he removed his left hand from his pocket, slowly raising it. His eyes fell to Adam, who was turning his head. He could see from his vision that the man was going to open his mouth. It was rather obvious as well. However, as he was doing so, Trevelyan stepped down with his left foot. He had kept it hoovering only a few feet from the ground. In an instant, he had shifted to the opposite side of Adam's back. Instead of being on his side left, he was now on his right side. His expression was bored but a bit more interested now. He saw the large blast rocket outwards and tear a hole into the wall. The attack was surely powerful but Trevelyan didn't waste any time. The man was planted on the ground and he was still 'firing his lazors' as some may say. However, there was a moment of vulnerability here. Trevelyan's right arm began to quickly wrap around the man as his lazor finished, he had some idea about him. The man was speaking however, a moment later. Trev would not allow this opportunity to pass. However, he allowed the man to speak, wrapping his right arm around his neck but not applying too much pressure. It seemed he was dead on, he listened to the man state that he was an impact man; even revealing his hand. It seemed that perhaps if Trevelyan could cover his hand, he could allow the build up of this impact, but that was to be seen. For now though, his hand would snake around Adam's neck. The force of his arm became like a boa constrictor. The drink he had had earlier was surging through his veins. Trevelyan could feel it making his muscles become more and more powerful. His veins were popping in his forearm and the definition was clearly present. He pulled tightly along the man's neck, bracing him against himself. When his hand wrapped around him, he let go of the spatula; passing it to his left hand. "So if impacting you is the only thing I cannot do...how about this? Heh" He said to him. His eyes then fell to the two, it seemed that Isao and Cynthia were having a moment. His ears perked up a bit as he listened. Isao was talking to Cynthia about her strength. One word caused Trevelyan's eyes to narrow, 'fruit'. He listened as he heard Isao mention that there was some type of fruit that had made Cynthia more powerful. In his mind, he was sure that meant a devil fruit; what other fruits gave you power? (Aside from essential vitamins). A moment later, he would be looking as Cynthia was offered Isao's shirt, that was good of him. He seemed to go on about an idea of how Cynthia had cutting power; perhaps she was some cutting woman..perfect. Trevelyan's yes narrowed upon the cuffs. His facial expression shifted, all happening in a moments time. He raised his right foot and pushed down upon the back of Adam's right knee. With this, he could cause his knee to bend and him to go down to one. Trevelyan's eyes fell to the cuffs. He knew there had to be a reason why this woman couldn't just use her powers. He had seen this material before a long time ago, perhaps it was the same consistency; yes..perhaps it was Seastone! With that, he began shouting over to the others. "Oi Isao! Miss Cynthia, I know you're in a troubled situation, but I hope this can wait! I'll hold him here, Ms. Cynthia you use whatever mystical abilities you have. He said he can't be impacted and I am sure you want to hurt this man a little. Isao! grab those cuffs. chain this guy up, even a little, it'll make fighting him a lot easier. Those cuffs probably have fruit negation properties. Let's move it here!". He called out as he continued to struggle to choke out Adam. With his left hand, he raised the spatula upwards; drawing it back like a bow just in case. (OOC: No new techs, just Soru) Edited by ShadowBlade, Jan 4 2015, 02:56 PM.
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| Supermaou | Jan 6 2015, 08:22 AM Post #88 |
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It seemed that Trevelyan managed to get Adam into a powerful choke hold of some kind, using much strength to hold him in place so that the plan he shouted out to the others could work out, this did not please Adam, "don't underestimate me!" Adam shouted out as his muscles bulged out of his arms and chest like some sort of balloon, his shirt being torn to pieces in the progress, as he gathered enough strength to turn his whole body into a metallic black colour, using this strength he managed to grab Trevelyan's arm and pull them apart, managing to pop his head out and free him self from the lock, but since he was still on his knee he didn't have the time to make distance between the two of them, that and he still didn't recover from the huge aura like attack Trevelyan lunched earlier to slow his movements down, so instead he used the fact he was on one knee to lunch him self into Trevelyan by using what was left of his impact energy as a boost to unleash a mighty punch right into Trevelyan's gut coursing a shockwaves to pass right threw his body. Cynthia continued to gaze at the ground, bracing her body tightly as she listened to the words that Isao said, it was true that at this moment she was strong, but only due to her devil fruit powers, but still, it was a curse, she never wanted to gain power by other means but her own, but she couldn't do anything about it now. Cynthia's gaze soon slowly turned to Isao as he swung the seastone cuffs onto his back, noticing the wounds he was suffering as well. Cynthia continued to listen to Isao's words and how he spot blood out from his mouth, she never wanted him to get hurt, and right in front of her he was struggling with all his might to protect and safe her, Cynthia's eyes turned stern as she took a quick glance over at Adams and Trevelyan's fight, maybe it was time to get a back bone and stand up to her past. turning her head to Isao she smiled softly as he chuckled up a joke about Adman hating peach's, she knew now what must be done. just before Isao ground land onto the floor she grabbed onto his arm and wrapped it around her self so that he could support him self onto her "How about we share the peach slicing together..." She said in a soft and weak voice, tucking in her thump, resting it agents her palm, she would turn the remaining four fingers into to sharp thick blades forming like a claw, up across her arm a blade world form as she swung it aside, sweat would drip from her face, clearing using all the strength she had in transforming her arm "are you ready?" Her body was shaking, she couldn't help it, all this time she has been afraid of facing her past, afraid of facing Mr.Noble and Adam, afraid of her own weakness, running away seemed so much easier then facing them head on, but now, the feeling shave changed, Cynthia never really had friends before, not until now, and now that she has something she wants to protect, all the fear seemed to have gone, the strength to fight her past seemed to have set on fire like a fiery phoenix, for the first time ever, she showed a true smile, it was time to protect her friends it was time to fight her past and make sure it wont hurt anyone else ever again "Lets burn the past and make a new future together!" Edited by Supermaou, Jan 6 2015, 08:29 AM.
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| Karasuma | Jan 7 2015, 05:42 PM Post #89 |
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Being levered back to standing position by Cynthia didn't feel the best, but physical pain discomfort could wait, there was a job to be done, and Cynthia needed his help to do it. Hearing her question and seeing the bladed claw ready to go, Isao nodded in affirmation. With his free hand, Isao clicked open one side of the Seastone shackles, making sure that when swinging it from one hand he couldn't touch Cynthia with it. Once he was sure that she'd be safe from the dampening effects, Isao adjusted his stance and grip on Cynthia, tensing his legs and willing the pain away. "Hang on Cyn, this is gonna be a fast ride, and the landing might not be all that fun, but who cares, the future awaits! Here we come Trevelyan! Putting all the force he could muster into his legs, Isao kicked off of the dais, launching both himself and Cynthia towards the melee a short distance away. As they flew in, Adam managed to break Trevelyan's choke and landed a seemingly solid gut-punch, thankfully, this gave Isao a target so clear that he could hardly miss. Swinging Cynthia by the arm, Isao used their combined momentum to impart a bit more speed as he closed, slamming the open end of the cuff into Adam's arm with such force that the heavy stone closed and automatically locked. As he heard the click, Isao used all the strength he had left to swing Cynthia around, they spun in the air, graceful as dancers, bringing the bladed hand in a raking strike that would likely gouge Adam from one side of his body to the other. As they both landed on the far side of the fight, Isao glanced back, doing his best to see if Adam was still standing. If he somehow managed to be up to a fight after taking the kind of hits Trevelyan had been dealing, plus wearing a Seastone shackle, and getting cut by Cynthia, then he was way the hell tougher than he looked. |
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| ShadowBlade | Jan 7 2015, 06:52 PM Post #90 |
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The orange hair could feel the man struggling with his grasp. His arm was wrapped around the man like a snake, constricting its prey; his muscles bulging. However, Trevelyan noticed a change in Adam's demeanor. He seemed to be a bit more relaxed, suggesting that Trevelyan was underestimating him. The man's brown eyes narrowed upon him, looking at the man as he held him in place; truth be told, his hair dew was really getting in Trev's face. However, he had been able to sense things just fine; seeing as it wasn't directly in his eyes. He however, managed to see the man grasp his arm, wiggling his way out of the grasp. The monk felt the man's intense strength, as his shirt began to tear and his muscles rippled. Adam's flexing had caused Trevelan to be pushed back a little bit. The intensity of his flex was enough to do so; it was quite interesting. It was at that moment that Adam's entire body took on a metallic luster. Trevelyan couldn't grasp the man's neck, wrapping around it would case him to clutch metal. His eyes narrowed as the man was able to break free. Trevelyan's eyes had already seen a rough estimation of where he was going to hit; even before he recoiled his arm. With this, Trevelyan kept light on his footing, making sure to be able to spring at any moment. His free left hand came towards his side. He also saw behind Adam a moment, seeing Cynthia and Isao preparing. His eyes fixated upon the man, who was now recoiling his hand. Trevelyan simply coated his own abdomen in a black metallic coating. This was obviously present underneath his clothing, so it was unable to be seen by Adam. Of course, Trevelyan had accounted for the fact that this man also knew Haki. However, it seemed he was far too engrossed in his attack; that, or he was distracted. The chef's brown eyes fell to the other two, attempting to time everything perfectly. At this time, Adam's hand was coming in towards Trevelyan, rushing forward. Trevelyan's left hand was already lowered in place and he was light on his feet. He smirked as the attack came in, everything had actually gone according to his plan. Trevelyan had anticipated this of the man he knew to utilize forms of haki, it seemed obvious from his previous encounter. The orange haired planned to wrap his hand around his neck, hoping Adam would solidify it; this gave Trevelyan an opening. In any case, Adam pushed his fist forward towards the man's gut. As the hit connected, Trevelyan pushed off of his feet, making sure to keep light on them. As he pushed back, he traveled with the force of the hit. In a low voice, still recovering from the pain fully, he spoke out. "I....wasn't..." He spoke low. He was still in the midst of having Adam's reinforced hand hit his stomach with intense force. Trevelyan would be pushed back, however, there was a moment there for him to attack; which he planned to do. Trevelyan's spatula swung out, the few inches as Adam's attack rang out; intending to sever it from the elbow up. How exactly? Trevelyan was utilizing his spatula technique which cut through tiered materials. With his swing, he was able to cut the man who had full bodied himself into steel (a rank 44 technique). Judging by earlier events, Trevelyan could feel his swing pushing forward fully. His swing was much quicker and faster than Adam's. He noted it from the speed of the punch, also from the haki that he was hit with; which the effects would last quite a bit longer for. Trevelyan's swung his spatula. It would have the same effect and cutting power as a sword; working exactly like it. It would be connecting with Adam's black metallic hand, which was now perhaps at least steel quality. With the cut, he would hope to feel the man's arm lob off. In addition, he could see in the background the two already getting ready for an assault; just about to hit..all according to plan. He was pushed however, off of his feet, feeling the force of the impact. He would be pushed backwards and away from Adam. Trevelyan began to look as nonchalant as ever, having a half smirk as he did. There was a bit of blood running down the line of his mouth. However, he had done what he could to pad the hit. Firstly, he had pushed off of his feet, going with the hit. Secondly, he had coated his abdomen with metal so the connection wouldn't be as serious as before; it was quite fancy. However, the man's body rocketed backwards, hitting a wall in the back. It caused an impression in a circular manner to form. Trevelyan stayed there for a moment, before slowly slipping down on to his bottom. He looked up from his orange hair, seeing if the plan those two crazy kids would execute...would actually work. OOC |
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