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| Blockhead | Oct 13 2015, 06:34 PM Post #1 |
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Hitsuji Archipelago was not the type of place you'd really see any pirates hanging around. Why? Well, the place had a rep as pirate hunting waters. Any one of the islands could snatch you up and make you look utterly embarrassing to your fellow pirates. Luckily, Izzy had no such problems. No, the only problem he had was where to cause some problems. There were islands to choose from, but he could only choose one. Oh, he'd have to come back and mess with the rest of them some other time. Mind you, he wasn't here on 'strictly ruckus' business. There was a pretty good reason for his being anywhere near this place...someone...owed him some money. Now, sounds pretty juvenile, right? Even more so when you realize that the amount in question was actually pretty insignificant. But the act of cheating Izzy out of money, getting caught, giving his money back as well as swearing that you 'owed' him was something of a big deal to the Reaver-Mon. Kuroi Village was his destination, of that he now had no doubt. He watched his little friend occupy the place not too long ago. Good, he was getting bored, and things tended to get a little...exciting, when he got bored. It eventually dawned on him that he had no name for the man who had tried to swindle him out of money, but simply shrugged it off. Better not to know, in case marines went around looking for his eventual murderer. That's right, murderer. Because pirating from a pirate was a big no-no. 'Specially when it was Izzy. The guy wore the typical 'shadow-lurker- gear, nothing but fedoras with a side order of pants and a stylish trenchcoat. Izzy kept himself at a reasonable distance; no need to spook the guy, then he'd have to kill him all quickly in public. And he was pretty sure no one wanted that. This guy quickly and quietly slinked his way inside of a local tavern, which was all well and stuff, though the ruckus coming from inside that place made his point to be hiding rather moot. Unless...of course! He thought he could escape from the troublemaker by hiding in the trouble. That way, if Izzy ever found him, he'd get too distracted by other things to properly kill him. Clever bastard, a shame he had to die. Well, where this guy goes, Izzy'd follow. 'Til death did them 'part, in the manliest and assassin-iest way possible. |
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| Cevian | Oct 20 2015, 04:48 PM Post #2 |
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Hitsuji Archipelago wasn't the type of place you would usually see anyone that looked like a pirate. Granted, Doraga couldn't really be considered a pirate, at least not yet. The imposing woman's state of dress at least had a few people suspicious, but without evidence of her being a pirate all people could only react to her attire. Now, why was someone like her here, on Hitsuji Archipelago, let alone in Kuroi Village? That's a very good question. She found herself in a Tavern on her quest to become the strongest in the world, where the center of the commotion was her. Not that she had started anything, but someone had started something and now there was a growing crowd around the table she was sitting at. Doraga was Arm Wrestling with people, and round after round she was winning, hand after hand slamming down on the table. There was no money riding on this. It was just a challenge for her. If she was going to be the World's Strongest she had to test herself against the strong, but... "Is that the best this place has to offer!?" She shouted, scanning the gathering crowd for anyone still willing to challenge her. "I was told that's the East Blue was the weakest of the 4 Blues! Can no one here even challenge me?" |
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| Blockhead | Oct 21 2015, 09:40 AM Post #3 |
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Entering the tavern was well-enough on its' own. The true problem that Izzy happened upon was when he was inside...and saw the place was a mess. Beer all on the floor, drunkards just causing anarchy, and the occasional vomit hitting the floor. The anarchy was all good, but the mess...it raised his eyebrows to say the least. But he had to stay strong and remember the reason he was here, to catch and kill the dirty no-gooder who had ripped him off. Hmm, maybe he should rip him off too...in a more literal sense. Commotion centered around one of the tables, and that was playing in his favor. His guy was sitting alone, downing beer...alone. He could end this right here, right now. No one would be the wiser if he did it quietly enough, but no. He wanted to have some fun with the guy before he did him in, and what fun was there in simply killing someone when you can royally screw with their minds first, and then kill them? None. That was why he was gonna milk this thing. He slowly approached his mark, which was going handy dandy for awhile. And then the two locked eyes, and the guy froze in his seat, staring right at the man who had come to end him. Izzy however? He kept moving forward, a smile ever present on his face as if to mean peace. But both knew, that smile hid deceit behind it, which was precisely why the man was incapable of doing much other than watch his soon-to-be murderer approach him. And once Izzy did so, the man looked as if he was going to have a heart attack. Can't have that, can we? "Well, how about that? I can't believe that here, of all places, is where we'd meet again." "No bullshit Reaver, I know why you're here." "Oh? Well indulge my cluelessness. Why, exactly, am I here?" "You're pissed 'bout what happened back out-" "Incorrect." Izzy interrupted. He glanced over to the table with all of the commotion and quickly studied what was happening over there. Nothing special, just some people arm wrestling, though the kicker was that it was a lady who was taking most of the victories. How...interesting. But back to business. "I'm not pissed at about what happened. In fact, I've gotten over that. No, I'm here for a completely different reason." "Oh, and just what would that be?" "Why, to kill you, of course!" Izzy said, chuckling afterwards. This did nothing but unnerve the man even more, which was all peaches and grapes for Izzy. As long as he got what he wanted, he'd be fine. "But, you just said you weren't pissed!" "And I'm not. But you sealed your fate when you screwed me over. So, by law, I am required to kill you." "What law is that!?" The man shouted, causing heads to turn their way. Izzy paid them no mind, and continued onward with their conversation. "Reaver's Law, pretty cool laws anyone can abide by." He said. "Let's see, if I remember correctly I called this one 'Rule 12'. It specifically states that if you are wronged by someone, and you don't like them, you can kill them. Cool, right?" "No!" "Ah, you jest. It is cool, and I am going to kill you. It's the law." Just then a woman's voice could be heard calling out to people still in the bar for more of a challenge. Apparently the people she had been arm-wrestling weren't enough for her, and she seemed to crave more. Not a healthy attitude, it was unladylike to want to wrestle with so many men in one day...the implications were messy. Steamy and passionate, but messy as well. And then, a moment of brilliance from Izzy. He could have a bit more fun with his mark, provided he finesse his way to it. And finesse might as well have been his middle name. But nooo, it had to be Scott. "Tell you what dear friend, I have a proposition for you." He told his 'friend'. "You are going to go over to that wonderful specimen of a woman, and arm wrestle her. If you win, I won't kill you. If you lose, well...we'll figure it out as we go, right?" "Seriously? No bull? All I gotta do is beat her in a contest and I get to keep breathing?" "Or, if you rather I kill you now..." "Alright! Alright!" "Good, follow my lead." Izzy said. The two then made their way through the crowd, eventually approaching the table...and the woman of the hour. Now, time to sell the play so he could continue to entertain himself. "Excuse me, dear madam, but I believe I have another challenger for you." "Uh, yes, I'm here to beat you in arm wrestling." "Of course, it shames me to not engage in arm wrestling you myself. Surely it would be such an honor to touch the hands of one such as yourself, but alas, I do not simply want to become another one of your 'conquests'." Edited by Blockhead, Oct 27 2015, 02:17 PM.
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| Cevian | Oct 27 2015, 04:46 PM Post #4 |
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Doraga scanned the crowd for any takers but it looked like she had scared off or already beaten just about anyone that thought they were up to the challenge. Without the instant gratification that watching this spectacle was giving them, the crowd began to disperse until they saw a couple of new guys moving through with their target obvious. They were let through easily, either by people who wanted more confirmation that their loss wasn't just a fluke, or by cowards who wanted another dose of Schadenfreude. Doraga looked at the two of them as they reached the table and began to talk. Her red eyes gave them both a piercing gaze as Izzy offered up his target to her like she was a hungry wolf. Silence hung over the tavern for a few moments as everyone waited for her response. Finally it was broken be her erupting in to a burst of laughter. "GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Slapping the table she looked at The Reaver. "You must not have been here for the rules!" She shouted. "'If anyone here wants to ask their friend to challenge me, they must be willing to do so themselves first!'" Doraga pulled her arm back up and placed her elbow back on the table, looking at him. With her other hand she motioned to the seat. "So sit down! This is a Test of Strength! If you want someone else to take it, then you need the Strength to face this challenge yourself!" |
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| Blockhead | Oct 29 2015, 09:28 AM Post #5 |
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"Hmm...alright." Was Izzy's response. No reason to deny her challenge, though he was pretty sure he wouldn't win. She seemed strong, strong enough to get the upper hand on him in this challenge. That didn't mean he was going to make it easy for her; oh no, if he couldn't beat her physically, then he'd beat her verbally. "But, I must say, prepare to be disappointed." He said as he looked at the chair where he was to sit. No doubt a dirty thing, he quickly concluded that sitting on it was sure to be bad for his health and searched out the entire tavern for a 'clean' chair. Eventually finding one (in the storage room, no less), he placed it at the table and sat down. He looked the woman in her eyes and smiled, confident that his words would at least give the men in the room something to think about. "I'm not exactly one for strength such as you, so if you do in fact beat me, well...lets just say it won't mean much to you in terms of proving something." He started. "But I won't be upset, and how could I be? Not only do I know my chances of winning are slim, but if you do win, then I can honestly say that a woman beat me." The end of his words caused a few snickers to be heard around the room. Heh, looks like he figured out how to make himself some friends in this place. "But! I offer you a better challenge." He said as he put his elbow on the table and rested his head on his hand. "You, me, and my friend. A two-on-one situation, if you'd be inclined to call it that. I'm pretty sure you'll enjoy the experience, a woman of your caliber." And thus started the uproar of laughter from nearly every man in the tavern. Save for Izzy's 'friend', he wasn't in the laughing mood. Even so, he had a grin on his face, relaying that he knew what Izzy was getting at. This would also work in his favor if she happened to accept the offer; concentrating on two people at one time was hard work, and he knew that with the two of them, there was no way they couldn't win. This seemed to get more pleasing by the second. "What? What are you all laughing for?" Izzy sarcastically asked. He knew damn well why everyone was laughing, and he was loving the fact that they weren't as dumb as they looked. "Don't listen to them, listen to me. Now, you and me can go at it alone, or you can involve my friend here and we can make this interesting. All I ask, is that you consider the latter." "You're gonna use the ladder?" One of the men asked. It was clear that he had a curious tone to his words, along with another tone which seemed to imply something...else. No need to deny him of a laugh, so Izzy gave him a grin and an answer. "If she allows it." "Hah! She'll break you before the ladder mate!" And so the laughter continued. |
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| Cevian | Oct 29 2015, 12:12 PM Post #6 |
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Doraga glared at him a bit. His insulting innuendo wasn't flying over her head, but she hoped by ignoring it he would stop being so childish. Sadly it looked like the crowd was giving him all of the feedback he needed. It looked like the best way to deal with his attempts at belittling humor were to counter with some of her own. "Fine," She said to his offer to take both of them on at once. Still she only had her one arm on the table. Using her other arm she motioned to some people in the crowd. "I mean it's not the first time today a few boys decided to be cowards and gang up on a 'woman' to make themselves feel better. If you really think you'll lose so handily but your friend can win, then fine. I'll take on the two of you together." Still with one arm on the table, she waved for another chair to be brought up. "And I do mean together. If you're gonna sit there and talk about how up close and personal I'm getting with every man I beat here, then you two are gonna have to get just as close to each other. Both of you at the same time against my one hand," She motioned with the one ready to arm wrestle. "So, you two decide which of you are gonna be on the bottom, and whose gonna be in the middle." |
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| Blockhead | Oct 29 2015, 04:03 PM Post #7 |
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Wow...just...wow. She was able to respond with the grace of a dancer and the directness of a commander. Good, this was what Izzy was hoping for! This lady had shown that she had a sharp tongue and knew how to draw blood with it. Even the men in the tavern couldn't help but to 'ooh' and 'ah' at her words. Izzy however, was not about to falter now. "Ha! You heard 'er mate, you don't even get to be on the top!" The man from before had said. "You don't prefer your women on top?" "What's that s'pose tah mean?" "Nothing. Anyway beautiful, that little boys thing you said, doesn't bother me a bit. Heck, all it proved was that you're a psychic because, guess what, not an adult yet." At that revelation the men began to look around before eyeing the barkeep. How an underage youth got in here was beyond any of them, but he didn't seem the type to just go running to the authorities to tell them some stories. Hell, at the moment he was at the center of the stories! "One, nothing wrong with ganging up on women. Don't you want a challenge?" He asked her as he began to chuckle. "Cowards? But, didn't we agree to this? Cowards don't agree to these things, do they? And don't pretend like you don't love this. I know you love this, don't deny you love this!" It was then that he grabbed her hand and gestured for his 'friend' to grab it as well, from the bottom. This caused the men close enough to see to howl with laughter. Izzy was really popular in these types of places, now if they could only stay clean... "I'll be in the middle, he'll be on the bottom. No point in touching mostly male when I could touch some female as well. Now, whenever you're ready." |
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| Cevian | Oct 30 2015, 09:24 AM Post #8 |
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Doraga gripped his hand tight, tightly enough that not even his friend on the other side of his hand could get free. Three of them were locked together until this competition came to an end. There was no running away now. "They say 'There is safety in numbers,'" She said, wanting to get some last words in before they began. "Even if it's subconscious, people feel more confident when they have someone else, but then you're relying on a strength that's not your own. That is what I call Cowardice. I walk down a different path, one forged with my own strength, dug with my own two hands, walked by my own two feet." Doraga paused for a moment, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. When she opened them her piercing red eyes seemed to glow with a fiery intensity. "Akai Ryuu no Michi." And with that she began to push against the hands of Izzy and his target's hands with all of her strength. It wasn't hard to see how this imposing woman had done so well in this Challenge of Strength. Tech Used.
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| Blockhead | Oct 30 2015, 07:39 PM Post #9 |
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Okay, well the lady seemed to get her last words in. However, Izzy didn't really understand what all of this 'cowardice' talk was all about. She must've been raised by some dreadfully boring people; for all he knew, she was a distant cousin the way she went on about it. But that wasn't the kicker, oh by no means was that the kicker. The kicker, was when she put some man into her woman and started winning. Of course, Izzy and his 'pal' were not about to win this so soundly. They did agree to give it a go, so they'd at least attempt to win. Well, Izzy would attempt to, his associate was pushing with all of his might. He did not want to lose, because if he did then his life would be forfeit. That didn't seem to be helping them much though. The competition lasted for about a minute and a half, but ultimately, there was no doubting who was going to win. No one was surprised either, Izzy practically predicted it. That, and he didn't really seem to be one who cared much for strength, something he also pointed out. So all in all, the lady may have won the physical part of the contest, but Izzy held the logical advantage and thus, was victorious as well. Not only for that, but he now had an answer to whether or not he was going to kill someone today. Hmm, win-win...so he won twice then? Nice. "Heh, looks like my dear old uncle was right, it is all in the wrist." He said as he shot a glance at the victorious lady before sticking his tongue out at her. A few chuckles could be heard from the crowd, before they began to disperse that is. With no one in the bar to defeat the lady, there was no need to stay and continue to watch her. Well, beyond the obvious reasons. "Well, you won fair and square beautiful...just like I said." Izzy told her as he slowly turned his attention to his associate who, after losing his only chance to get out of this peacefully, was now praying of all things. He must've been really desperate to live if he thought some Gods were going to stop what they were doing to save his sorry ass. With all the conditions met, Izzy felt it time to collect on the debt. His partner, on the other hand, had other plans. "Izzy, you've gotta give me another chance!" He pleaded. His pleas, unfortunately, were not doing much in his favor. "I'll find some way to make it up to you, I swear!" Cue attention being brought back to the duo. Izzy was getting mildly annoyed, but refused to let his face show so. In fact, he was still smiling as if he didn't plan on gutting the bastard. "Cheer up...er, whatever your name is. I don't know why you're so sad we lost a simply game." "You know damn well why I'm upset!" "Hmm, I guess I do. It's because we lost to a girl, isn't it?" "W-What? No! It's because-" "She's a pretty girl?" "No!!" "Then I'm at a loss for words." The onlookers continued to stare, though instead of wondering why the two were bickering, they were now confused as to why the man was so upset they lost. Everyone else lost, so unless he was an egomaniac he should've been fine. Wasn't like it was all Izzy's fault, it was a two-on-one, and they still lost. "You...you no good...you know what you plan on doing! You plan on waiting until we're alone, when I least expect it. You can't wait, can you? When no one can hear my cries for help, you'll strike like a viper and take me away from this wretched place. But no, I shall not let this happen, because while I may fear for my safety, I will not let you just run me through with your blade like some common criminal!" ".....Um...O-kay then. Well, I'll give you some time to rethink the wording you've decided to use in that heartbreaking speech." Izzy told him as he gave him a slight tap on the shoulder. "Because they way I heard it, you just made it sound like we are...well, lets just say you've given more than enough reason for people to assume things about us. Things that are not for the faint of heart, mind you." It was then that the man continued with his prayers, and with all of this attention stuck on Izzy and the man it seemed like this murder was going to have to wait. Well...Izzy was not for that idea, as noted by the fact that as soon as the man turned his head away from the boy, he quickly pulled a sword from his back and plunged it into the man's heart. The man was not expecting it, and neither were the rest of the residents of the tavern. Good, the 'spur of the moment' thing was a nice touch. He slowly pulled his sword out of the man's chest and, as the man fell to the ground and began to bleed out, Izzy sheathed his sword and sighed. Debt was repaired, fun was had whilst doing so, today was a good day. "...Hmm? Why is everyone looking at me like that? Must be the body, only reason, right? Anyway...can I get a glass of water before I leave? Yes? No?" Edited by Blockhead, Dec 22 2015, 01:53 PM.
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| Cevian | Dec 22 2015, 12:58 PM Post #10 |
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Doraga pushed against their combined hands with as much strength as she could muster. Her confidence was not in certainty that she would win but in a simple head-on confrontation of this Challenge. To become the Strongest in the World one had to seek out things that were stronger than her face them until she won. Granted, this was just some simple arm wrestling, but a challenge was a challenge and it needed to be dealt with focus that it deserved. The round took a while. Not all of her opponents lost instantly but it was still more common than not. Still, the match was over even before she slammed their hands down on the table. They gave a good fight, but if was obvious that neither of them were in this for the right reasons. One was trying to win, but it was more of a “If I can” sort of try instead of an honest attempt to win. The other one though... was desperate... He wanted to win this desperately, but for whatever the reason he wasn't going to. It didn't really matter to Doraga. After their defeat, the more talkative one decided to get a few more digs in, like a sore loser even though he showed no interest in winning. Fluff talk to make his defeat seem less humiliating. The crowd dispersed now that there were no more challengers. The duo she defeated got to talking fairly quickly. She watched the banter, the desperate one getting more desperate as he pleaded with the other one. Then it happened. Izzy pulled a sword out and killed the desperate man right there in cold blood. Doraga's eyes grew wide due to the suddenness, but otherwise she didn't react much. ”Well, that certainly explains why he was acting like his life was on the line in that arm wrestling contest.” She said, looking over Izzy. ”Although you shouldn't have done that in here. I doubt too many of the people here will be happy to have a dead body laying in the Tavern.” |
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| Blockhead | Dec 22 2015, 01:58 PM Post #11 |
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Well then, the people still in the tavern were at an utter loss for words. Here was the guy, this kid of all things, and he just killed a grown man for...for...what the hell could've been the reason!? It just seemed so random, he obviously didn't care for the arm wrestling match, so that couldn't have been it. There had to be another reason for it, but they found none. Didn't matter much to Izzy though. Business was business...though to be fair, he could've picked a better opportunity to pull it off. A tavern full of people was not the best course of action. But then again, the best courses of action were rarely the most fun. He was planning to get gone before any marines showed themselves, but he briefly stood in place to listen to what his former opponent had to say. Nonchalant once again, but she otherwise had a point. Not only was this bad timing, it was kinda rude to just leave a dead body on the ground. It completely ruined the drinking mood. "Yeah, guess you can say it was literally a life-or-death type of thing." He told her. His eyes glanced down to the dead man's body and scratched his head. He felt that he should at least clean up his mess before he left so as not to get on too many peoples' bad sides if he happened to ever come back here. "And as for this waste of space down here...well I guess I can dump him somewhere. Hey, barkeep?" "Huh? Oh, y-yes?" The man slowly responded. "Where is the nearest dumpster?" "Nearest dumpster is behind this here tavern." "Then it's settled. Alright, time to put this plan in motion." And with their brief conversation being over, Izzy slowly knelt down and picked the dead body up and hoisted him over his left shoulder. The guy was heavy enough the warrant a grunt or two from Izzy, but all in all he wanted to keep that to a minimum. No need to make himself look like he was having a hard time. Unless...he could get a certain someone to accompany him. He just had to word his next sentence perfectly and this might just work out to his benefit. "Say, you wouldn't mind escorting me to this dumpster would you?" He asked Doraga. Before even awaiting her answer he up and walked out the way he came in. Not out of disrespect or anything, just that he'd really like for this body to disappear so the marines wouldn't catch hold of it. Or worse, catch hold of him holding it. How exactly would he even explain that? He wouldn't be able to, he'd just run to his little ship and go on his merry way. That plan seemed promising, best hold onto that in case something bad happened. Like...the eerily similar situation happening as he began to dump the body into the dumpster. As he was trying to get the guy off of his shoulder he unintentionally caught the attention of two marines. With a dead body halfway into a dumpster, blood covering his left shoulder, and a blank expression now on Izzy's face...things did not look good. "Um...I can explain?" He said. And unfortunately, the marines were not about to give him any time to try. Once two and two clicked in their heads they charged towards him at top speed. The only solution? Why, to run away of course. |
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| Cevian | Jan 27 2016, 10:56 PM Post #12 |
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Doraga sat back in her chair as he started to talk to the barkeep about where to dump the body. What happened with Izzy next didn't matter much to her. All she was there for was the arm-wrestling to test her strength. Whatever dispute led that to one of them killing another wasn't of any concern to her, so when he asked her to come along with him she ignored him. Not that it mattered, he didn't even give her time to reply. She stretched a bit in the chair before standing up. It was about time to move on anyway. She was out of people to test her strength against so it was time to move on and find a new place and a new challenge, or maybe just some training. The route to becoming the World's Stronger was long and difficult and she wouldn't get any further down it spending all of her time lounging around in a random tavern. Doraga waved a goodbye to the barkeep and then stepped out of the Tavern, not knowing that around behind the building Izzy was preparing to flee from some Marines who caught him, well, Red-Shouldered. |
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| Blockhead | Feb 4 2016, 02:26 PM Post #13 |
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Crap. This was not how ye enivioned himself spending the day, running from some marines while having a good portion of his upper body drenched with blood. Maybe, just maybe, he'd be able to make it to his ship without catching any more unwanted attention. Oh who was he kidding? That seemed unlikely at this point. But alas, someone appeared who might just make his escape attempt that much more easier. And that person, was Doraga. She probably just got done making every man left in the bar feel more like pansies and decided to find a manly man to bump uglies with. Sorry, but that was not her daily plan anymore. The marines had begun to close in on him before he screeched to a halt besides the woman and held his hand out in a 'stop' motion for the marines and, amazingly, they listened. Oh, how they would regret that. "But wait!" He said, lowering his hand in hopes that the two would listen to his words. "I admit, I was carrying a dead body, but! You cannot possibly arrest me for this, as I was not the one who ended the poor man's life. It was...her!" The accusation of Doraga caused the marines to eye her with suspicion. Perfect, step one was complete. Now for step two: getting them to actually believe him. "Oh sure, she may not seem capable of such." He stated while pointing at her. "But trust me when I say, she is one of the most powerful women I've ever laid eyes on. And take my word for it, she was able to punch a hole into that man like...like...a woman punching a hole into someone. All because he was a threat to her masculine female ways!" The officers were still mighty confused, but he seemed to have information that only a witness could have. But, there was no reason for him to be carrying the body off to the dumpster, so maybe- "And she started to threaten me! 'If you don't dump this body I'll turn you into a woman' She said. I don't wanna be a woman, I'm too handsome to be pretty!" Well...there was a reason now. "Alright, alright!" One of them said. "We'll need to bring you both with us for questioning regardless. Once that's done we'll decided what happens to you two." "...She also said that every marine's mother smelled of Llama piss." "She what!?" They shouted in unison. Bingo, they were out for blood now! "Alright lady, you're coming with us, now!" One shouted, both attempting to grab her by the wrists and forcefully drag her down to the nearest marine station. |
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| Cevian | Feb 29 2016, 11:21 AM Post #14 |
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As Doraga stepped out of the Tavern, there was Izzy in a hurry but he came to a stop in front of her before quickly firing off a smattering of false accusations at her. The Marine's seemed suspicious but not too accepting of the lies. That was until the last one was added. That was when the Marines went from suspicious to enraged. ”I have no idea what he's talk-” Doraga said as they rushed forward and tried to grab her wrists. Stepping back she got a bit defensive. ”He's lying-” But the Marines didn't want to hear it. They lunged at her again and she grabbed both of their arms, holding them up a bit. ”Look, that guy was lying to-” This time she was interrupted again as one of the two held Marines kicked her in the shin. ”Ah!” She yelled as her grip around their wrists tightened, probably a lot more than the Marine that kicked her expected. Not even considering her strength, her claw-striking hands were as tough as iron and feeling the full force of that grip was not pleasant for the two Marines in her hands. The two of them screamed in pain. There was already a crowd forming when Izzy began yelling about her to the Marines, and as the scuffle continued it grew more and more. Doraga needed to get out of here before things got worse, and odds are Izzy had run off while the Marines were distracted with her. She sighed, ”Good grief...” First off she needed to deal with these two. Pulling them by the arms she had such a strong grip on, she swung them in to each other. The impact knocked the two Marines, already in pain from her tight grip, unconscious. ”Hey! What are you doing!” a voice yelled. It was more Marines come to investigate the commotion and here she was with two other Marines she had just knocked out in her hands. It didn't take much to see how this would go: They would attack her, she would knock them out and the whole mess would keep piling up until she either ran away or got captured. That wasn't really her idea of a Challenge of Strength, so she dropped the unconscious Marines, turned and ran, jumping over the crowd part of the crowd that didn't move out of the way. This island was a bust. Doraga needed to get off as fast as possible. |
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| Blockhead | Apr 4 2016, 09:00 PM Post #15 |
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Yes! The plan seemed to be working all according to plan. The marines seemed to be fired up, which normally would not be much of a good thing, instead this time he had gotten them to direct their flame towards someone else. That someone else, of course, being Doraga. Now while they were occupied he hurriedly made his way towards the docks. He needed to bail off of this island before the marines got wise to his bad deeds and tried to arrest him. Tried, being the important word. He was pretty sure that he couldn't let himself get caught, what with how ashamed he'd be in himself if it ever happened. He held pride in two facts: that he was downright adorable, and that he was good at being free. Free-spirited or just free was up for debate. "Let's see, docks were...um...crap!" He'd say with a facepalm. In all of this excitement, he had forgotten one important detail...that detail being the location of the docks. To add salt to the wound, he had run in the exact opposite direction of the docks. Amazing, stupid, but amazing. This could only mean one thing... He'd have to ask for directions. "Oh this sucks." He'd mutter as he began walking up to random bystanders asking where the docks were. Most either ignored him because of the blood on his shirt, or they gave him the directions to a hospital because of the blood on his shirt. There was one 'nice' person out of the people he asked (which was only the two other people at the time) who told him he was going in the exact opposite direction. Yikes. That meant he'd have to pull a big ol' u-turn and go back the way he came. Which meant that there was a chance that he would pass the marines. Oh man, what if they caught him? But even worse, what if he ran into Doraga first? Oh man, what if she caught him? |
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