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Kuro had entered before from the lower deck, but was so quiet and dark no one paid any mind to the fifteen foot tall rabbit. Keiko's ears perked up. Did that voice just say that this stranger fights among a warlord. She was pondering the details of the stranger owning a sword and saw him in the light of great competition. Her tongue licked her lips and and wavered over her teeth tasting the opportunity. He must be a great swordsman, she thought, and now Fudo is going to have all the fun. Her sunken eyes suddenly felt hollow. I have to gain my strength and fast. She closed her eyes to meditate and pull out as much strength as possible. She was an excellent at meditation, but even her powerful mind could not help her now. Keiko grit her pearly white teeth. Her eyes narrowed in the direction of the enemy in two orbs of fiery rage. Where is the doc? Growing impatient Keiko called out to her companion, "Kuro, give me my weapons!" The black mass crawled out from under the cot. He looked Keiko up and down in confusion. "Well do not just stand there pass me my nodachi's!" The black rabbit was teetering on the order. His body shifted from the cot to the coffin and back to the cot once more, but when Keiko looked to his hands they were empty. The rabbit face grew to a crescent smile digging into his black cheeks. Keiko let the air draw out of her lungs. I would rather die than miss an opportunity like this. She had the strong desire to fight and could feel the presence of her twin Nodachi's close by. "Kuro just let me see them, please." A thump lead straight to the ground as the rabbit refused. He folded his arms and turned his back to her. I know he cares about my health, but if I don't see my Nodachi's I'm going to kill someone with my bare hands... She was lucky enough to have been saved by the doctor, but this was beginning to feel like hell. Her face felt hot and her body was perspiring heavily. If only I could get up. Then I could rip someones heart out and gorge on their fleshy innards. "Swee swee sweee...Kukuku," she giggled darkly with the intense imagination of good kill. At least they had sense to place her in the dark away from the light. She had an intense impulse to climb on the ceiling. Still tightening and releasing her hand she had regained some feeling, but was still utterly useless. The luck I have is astounding. The moment I am unable to beat my opponents face in is the moment one worthy enough comes by. The queen bats echo location did not falter as it rang lightly in her ears. She was being called to it once again like melodious music. Though she could not move she felt a part of her trying to make it's way to the sound. This is not normal she thought, as her own hair lifted up opposing gravity and began to waver in fiery points. Keiko giggles slightly, "Listen to them, children of the night what sweet music they make." Keiko understands that no one else can hear echo location and cackles in her own ironic humor. Life return
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| Keiko Kuro Ookami + Kuro Usagi • Slayer • Knightness/Vampire • Pirate Crew • Bounty: 122,000,000 • SD Earned: 520 • Beli: 50,780,000 • Location: Alabasta | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Ran | Dec 21 2015, 09:22 PM Post #17 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Women, can't live with them...can't fulfill our most basic natural instincts of passing down our genes without them. After putting Alice down in her cot, she acted a little tough before requesting something completely and utterly necessary, that he take care of the Ookami girl. That wasn't to say that he thought himself to be stronger than this young woman, just checking her body and the fact that she was in Fudo's crew told him otherwise. The fact that they were both his patients and they would both receive the appropriate medical attention still remained, or else getting into the crew's good graces would become a rather laborious task. After one woman asked to take care of the other, the second one first whispered an order of blood like he was a waiter at a restaurant before going into what appeared to be mad rants. The mention of needing to feed on blood, however, was quite interesting. If she could feed on blood then that would not make her that much different from himself. Unfortunately it just so happened that the very limited supply of blood bags inside the marine ship had previously been used by himself, partially for recreational purposes. Then again it seemed like Ookami woman walked around with a perfectly good blood bag in the form of the black rabbit. One bite and all her blood drinking needs would be solved. For a moment he considered slicing the animal's throat open and dropping it on top of her...but that would likely have an adverse effect on their mental state and the gratitude toward healing them that they would no doubt have later on. His eyes shifted from the two woman to the scene between the outsider and the rest of the crew. Considering their strength, it was unlikely that all three of the heavy hitters, Fudo, Godric and Wave, even if somewhat injured and possibly tired, would not be able to handle this individual. His eyes shifted back to Ookami and the sight of her hair moving on its own made him curious. For a moment he contemplated just letting her do what she wanted, just to see where it led but it was no time for studying their odd behavior. "Ookami correct? Let me make this clear, my dear, that if you so much as try getting out of this bed, I'll be forced to restrain you." he paused for a moment with a smile on his face "Although seeing you tied up would be a lovely sight, it would not be great for your health. Now as for your thirst..." without a hint of hesitation, he drew his knife and slashed open his wrist, before hovering it right above Ookami's mouth to make sure the blood would find its way to the right place. With the girl out of the way, for the moment, Tatsuo turned to Fudo "Mister Godric, Mister Wave and Captain Fudo. Do dispatch of the intruder with utmost prejudice, if it doesn't inconvenience you...his presence seems to have an adverse effect on some of my patients you see." he looked between Ookami and them for a moment before continuing "Oh and do battle as you see fit without worry for these two. I do not allow harm to come to my patients." |
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| Fudo Saiken | Dec 22 2015, 01:06 AM Post #18 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I'm A Queen
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With the noon sun breaking through the clouds above, the temperature around this island was nearing it's peak for the day. Beating down upon the incredibly scarred captain, the hellacious sun caused him to perspire a bit. A few beads of sweat upon his brow as he stared intently at the unnamed man. Though geared to go at a moments notice, Fudo was not in any way prepared to incite a bout that could very well lead to the demise of his crew. With a decent number of his ilk already down and out, risking a full frontal assault on anyone in these deadly seas without the proper information was too risky. If he were alone things would be different, but when it came to the safety of his crew members Fudo was not one to go all out or act on pure instinct. Glaring at the man, the big cat zoan got a sense that he was face to face with a man that was a threat. A man that could perceive that in their current state, The Beast Blood pirates were not. Fudo had half a mind to call to Wave, and have the man disarm the intruder, but the captain would not act without just cause. The intruder would cross his arms, as he rose his hands, made an instinctive twitch. The captain not knowing of who he was facing, hadn't a clue of how to respond to any actions that he saw before him. But still he wouldn't make the ill decision of attacking; at least not until he saw something worth reacting too. Taking a more relaxed stance, the zoan rose his head, and loosened his form. The man who boarded the vessel was begging to speak, and unless he had been 'cursed' with some audio type of devil fruit, the zoan wasn't in immediate danger. The man introduced himself as Djazz Hyperion, it was a name that didn't seem to ring any bells. Djazz even citing he was lesser known in the waters. On top of that, the fact that Fudo couldn't place a name could have been either a good or bad thing. The man was either a low level no name, meaning he wasn't likely strong, or he was a marine, or simply someone Fudo had never known of. Needless to say, the captain was hoping for the result that would lead to the least amount of conflict at this time. Unfortunately, Djazz had to remove the little hope of conflict by stating he was sent to take out the crew. That meant that during his attack on the marine base earlier, the marines had called out for help. It was foolish of the captain to remain on the island. Fudo felt his gut jerk a bit, his brow twitched as he felt the pressure upon his shoulders increase. His momentary laps of judgement would lead to Djazz's last comments taking a an extra second to register. Fudo would exhale loudly for a moment, he was puzzled by the last statement made by Djazz. "Go on." Fudo said in a low tone as he waited to see where this conversation would lead. Reaffirming that he he was contracted by the marines, Fudo was getting a sense that this whole meeting was just a drawn out distraction. This Djazz character could just be a marine himself. Creating a ruse to draw out the presence of his crew upon the island was not far from reason. The ships that were under his control currently could also be boarded while this conversation was being made. Yet again, it was unfortunate that Djazz confirmed that he was sent here to prevent Fudo from leaving. It was at this point that Fudo's heart would begin to beat fast, the stress was beginning to aggravate his physical condition. Having not been treated yet, he had only a minor amount of rest to power his current state. Aware of his current deficiencies, the zoan was more than willing to fire off his conquering haki to momentarily weaken his opponent. Seeing Djazz's blade resting at his side, he hoped that once he struck Wave would be prepared to disable the man's blade. Stating that he could have disabled the ship, Fudo took comfort knowing that he could be saved from such things with Wave's devil fruit power. It appeared that Fudo at least unintentionally, was banking on Wave to be a main factor in quelling any attack made by this intrusive paladin. Spilling the desired marine plan out to the entire crew, as well as their captain, Djazz appeared to be trying to reach some common ground. What he stated didn't raise any bros, or cause any attacks, but the mention of Bright Eyes brought some interest to him. Still, he was not in a position to take anything at face value. Whatever the case, it was clear that his crew was now in the cross hairs of the World Government. The Beast Bloods had finally gotten some grand recognition, and before he could experiment with his face he was already being fired upon by the enemy. The marines appeared to not be playing any games, and like Djazz stated, it was strange for them to find so much interest in him with all the chaos Bright Eyes was causing elsewhere. This caused some other ideas to fill his mind. Having learned a bit about the world government from his friend and haki mentor, Trevelyan, Fudo was made aware of the positions awarded to pirates of high standing bounty. Accepting that Djazz was here to halt or kill Fudo, the thought of marines being scared enough to do something of this caliber caused the big cat zoan wonder. Thinking about the level of power they perceived him of having, the thought of his chances for a shichibukai spot felt a bit closer. Up until this point he hadn't disclosed his knowledge or desire to be a shichibukai to the rest of his crew. Fudo did little to impede the speech of the man that stood before him, in fact, he allowed him to continue on with his drawn out conversation. Choosing to wait calmly util the man was entirely done, the zoan refrained from saying anything that carried weight. This Djazz continued to drive the point of Fudo's current weakness. Fudo wasn't unaware of the poor condition of his crew, far from it, so the fact that it had to be reiterated over and over meant that Djazz was just setting the ground work for an offer. Not knowing of the real intent behind the words of the swords bearing intruder, Fudo was just jumping to the conclusion he felt was most plausible. This jump to conclusions however only made him feel more uncomfortable. The zoan started to feel some discomfort in his left shoulder and neck, as though he had knots in them. This was due to the aggravation he felt by Djazz's words, he felt as though he were being bullied; guided into a chosen path. Despite his looks as a naive muscle head, Fudo was not at all aloof to the patters in speech one makes when trying to corral others. This Djazz was leading Fudo. Rotating his left arm in it's socket, Fudo titled his head slightly, trying to relieve the discomfort. To Fudo's displeasure, Djazz had indeed been leading Fudo along. The man asked for Fudo to do a favor for him, a favor? In exchange for doing such a thing, he said he'd point Fudo and his ilk in the right direction. Such ideas, as polished as they sounded, were not to be taken without a grain of salt. Djazz would then follow it up with another less desirable choice; placing his crew in danger. Fudo, already aware of their poor state was not going to let any skirmish take place aboard the vessel, and he sure as hell wasn't going to let this man walk all over him. Glaring intently at Djazz and his emerald tinted clothing, Fudo saw the man change his posture and begin to reach for his blade. Quickly Fudo's eye widened, focusing his haki, the zoan let out a wave of conquerors haki at the swordsman, yelling as he did so. "Don't touch that fucking blade Djazz!" Fudo roared loudy as he began to morph into his hybrid zoan form. "Yo, if you pull that blade right here and right now, then any chance of me hearing you out is lost! I can't hope to reach an agreement with a man who is pulling a blade. I asked you to make no sudden movements, but maybe I wasn't clear. Let go of the blade's hilt, and don't fucking move!" Taking a few deep breaths the big cat zoan could feel his heart beginning to pound ferociously. Despite his aggressive response he as hoping to deescalate the situation, at least for the moment. Before Fudo got a chance to run his mouth, the crews traveling companion, Godric began to speak. Godric shouted for everyone to halt as he spoke. Mentioning that he had a possible idea of who Djazz really was. While annoyed that he was cut short, he would allow the man to speak. The situation was tense, and Godric appeared to be taking his time getting to the point of his revelation. Eventually Godric would reveal that he had encountered a man who was with or was a warlord of the sea. Not only that, but he stated that this Djazz character was a companion or a crew member of this warlord character. Not removing his eyes from Djazz, Fudo tried to process what Godric had stated; and how it all fit together now. It also raised some alarms as the idea that a warlord could also be in the vicinity and attack the crew in it's current weakened state. Behind him he would also hear Tatsuo chime in on the situation. Having focused on Djazz, the ancient zoan didn't spend much of his focus on the female crew members that lay in cots behind him. Tatsuo would encourage Fudo to attack Djazz, and while that wasn't anywhere outside of the realm of possibility at this moment, Fudo didn't want to bring harm to everyone. It was the captains current intent to have everyone in prime condition before they encountered any threats. "Thanks for the input Tatsuo, but I don't think now is the greatest time to be doing anything rash." Fudo grinned a bit string at the swordsman named Djazz. "If Godric is right about you, and you are affiliated with one of the famed shichibukai, then what is it that a man like me could offer you? I'd expect men that have as much you do, wouldn't have to come seeking help from pirates like me without a good reason. I'm not exactly know for my...helpful nature." Fudo grinned a bit more widely. While he in fact was a generally decent person, reputation would likely lead many to paint opinions of him with broad brushes. Knowing most peoples predisposition to judge books by their covers, Fudo played up his infamy. "I am well aware of the condition of my crew, Djazz. But to be fair to them, each and every one of them is a killer in their own right. There is no weakness within my crew to prey on. That being said, let's get to the meat of this offer. This shouldn't have to come to blows, and it'd be a shame if it did, so in order for me to play along I'd like a bit more...transparency. What is this favor that you have offered? Make it quick, and make it clear, and make it good! I don't have time to waste wondering what will happen next." Giving a gaping grin the zoan would appear confident in himself, and the members that stood beside him. In reality he wasn't so sure that Tatsuo was in any shape to end off the intruder, or a wide scale attack. If Fudo had remembered properly, that man had also sustained some serious injury. techs
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| SwanSong | Dec 22 2015, 06:04 AM Post #19 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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DIE DIE DIE
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Alice looked over to her side, to her left as it seemed her dear sister was Alive and awake. A large smile inched across her face as she could not help but feel joy beyond anything she could ever imagine. It was the kind of joy that made her heart grow three times larger and burning bright. It was the kind of Joy that would expel all negativity in the area like a magical shield leaving behind nothing but goodness. Those Emerald Green eyes welling up as liquid joy spilled from them down the curves of her cheeks and dropping down her chin. Alice was overwhelmed with emotion that she couldn't even grasp the reality around her or words that were being spoken. Just as she was going to reach out, there came a thunderous sound and a large black mass of fur came appearing out of nothing it seemed. This massive shadow was none other then her sister's per Kuro. Kuro moved about as his tail and nose wiggled as he half pounced on Ookami, licking her face before getting up to give the Doc a light affectionate boop of the nose on his cheek before bouncing around to give the ruby red haired girl a pat on the head before moving under the cot of her sister. It was comical as per usual with Kuro. She was so glad he was ok, and she was sort of sorry she was so mean to him before. That would have to wait as it seemed Ookami had realized the danger they were in from the sudden appearance of Djazz. It seemed as though Fudo and Godric were opting to keep things civil as possible and not make things turn into an all out brawl. Which was nice but odd given as Alice always saw Fudo as a man who rushed into fights ever chance he could with no plans, nothing but his raw feelings and training to lead him to victory. However, it seemed the not so bright so called Captain named Fudo Saiken was actually using his head for more then just another weapon of battle. While behind Alice, the Red head Doc was giving Ookami his blood while acting like he had any sort of authority. Typical to how fate was for Alice, every time she was happy, even for the slightest moment, fate would come around and have something ruin it. This Doctor indeed seemed well enough and she did owe him a great deal but, he was still expendable. Everyone on the ship minus Kuro and her sister were nothing but fodder to the death machine to Alice. Ookami was her only reason for continuing on in this world, her only reason for staying with the Beast Bloods. She followed Fudo's orders only because Ookami did so. However, as of late, Fudo had been acting suicidal and causing them all to nearly get killed several times. This made Ookami lose respect in Fudo as a leader and Alice saw this. Ookami was the very linking force that kept Alice chained to following Fudo. So when the time came that Fudo was not a captain in her sister's eyes. She lost that respect as well. Sure, they continued on because of a friendship but, how long would that friendship last between them all and the Feline Zoan named Fudo? Turning her head slightly to look at the Doc with a scowl and a hand moving to back hande hit him in the stomach area, someplace around the belly button area. "Oi, What did I just say... I wasn't joking, I will castrate you or make you go Ka-Boom. You are a tool, a Tool for others to use to keep them patched up and fighting. But tools can be replaced. Keep that in mind Doc. 'Cause you are dealing with The Reaper's Avatar whom is also my beloved Sister. She could turn you into a bloody stain before you even knew it. So if you pull anything fully while we are kind of at your mercy, it would only be a matter of time before either of us exact revenge. But for now, Please continue doing your best to get us to full recovery." There was a look in her eyes that screamed she was serious, it was a look only women could give that would make a man shiver. Turning her attentions to her thick headed sister. She took her same right hand which was already clenched into a fist and drove it down over the top of Ookami's head. Her punch would not have too much power in it given her highly gimped and weakened state, but it would still be enough for force a cartoonish red bump to well up from the black hairs. As this punch had the power of Love behind it. "As for you... Sis, you need not apologize. I am the one who is sorry. I failed you. I was not able to rescue you in time, no matter what i tried I was not strong enough or fast enough to get to you in time. Dearest Keiko... just relax. you are safe... I'm here, so is Kuro and Fudo. We both know we can't do anything right now so just lay back and watch the sparks fly. Silly Bat." Returning to the struggle at hand between Fudo and the man named Djazz. He was indeed a powerful man, as she had some information about him from the time she was a marine. He was powerful indeed, a living legend some would say. Yet, now here he was standing face to face with Fudo as Alice could almost see blue electric sparks arc in the air between their eyes as they seemed to be just waiting for the other to make a move, waiting for the other to strike so that they could counter with an even more devastating move. |
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| ♦ TGIFlash | Dec 22 2015, 11:46 AM Post #20 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Djazz certainly got a response out of the man from brandishing his sword. He supposed that no one was ever happy to meet Tyche, at least, in a threatening way... at least that was the kind of response he was hoping for; to make them aware that he was serious without inciting a conflict immediately. Somewhere between the shouting and the cursing Djazz got an idea of the urgency. He slowly moved his hand from the hilt and down to the body of the scabbard, grasping the sheathe and removing it from his belt with the blade still properly sheathed. Equally as slow, allowing for full cognition from his negotiators, he held the sheathed blade out in front of him and then dropped in; immediately sticking out his shoot to catch the perfectly weighted paid of scabbard and sword on his foot, holding it there. He then lifted his hands showing palm to Fudo as though implying he were unarmed. Surprisingly enough, one of the members of his crew actually did have some knowledge of him... though vicariously through some stunt that Izuru had pulled. Djazz listened with some intent as it had been some time since he had parted ways with Izuru. To hear that the Ice man had been on Sky Island of all places? A land he had only heard of in passing from Cynthia not too long ago, "That damned Igloo really knows how to get around..." he thought to himself as he attempted to show no sign of prejudice against the warlord on his face as the one known as Godric spoke out. Unfortunately the man was not among the list of 100+ million bounty individuals on the ship and so Djazz had no prior knowledge of who he was. Either way, the guys testament did help give him some credibility in this situation, "Yeah... Izuru ate the Hie Hie no mi. He's an Ice man. Prone to the whole... 'freezing everything' thing." Djazz gave a few slow nods with his head cocked to the side a few degrees, a facial expression as though admitting to truth, "You're right, it is a bit difficult to ask others for help... let along a stranger, and a criminal. But I heard somewhere that there as honor among thieves and thought that maybe the same applied to pirates. So I'm taking my chances." he said, pausing the hear some banter or other about how there were no weaknesses in his crew. It would seem as though one of them was antsy enough to release the dogs on him already. He made a small mental note of the names of the peoples declared, "Godric... Wave... Fudo...." Little things like making note of peoples names was just a good habit to have. Even when he was just going to a restaurant and having a drink if the server had a name tag he always made a point to call the person by name. But Fudo wasn't fooling anyone if he tried to convince him that there were no 'weak links'. If he wanted transparency he would give it by first pointing out the facade, "Ha, I appreciate the bravado, really, and I'm sure ever member of your crew is totally capable of holding their own.. but," flicking a finger toward the two in the shade resting in their respective cots, "You'd be hard pressed to convince me that those two are battle ready. And if I notice em', then the people that really want to hurt you will to. That's not a threat, just truth. You know that by now." he said, trying to give the man some credit. Pandering in some part to a man's ego was a an easy way to align with them, especially someone who seemed to enjoy the idea of personal fame or rather, infamy. But Djazz decided to shine some line on his plan; since they had managed to chat a bit without coming to blows right away he thought this might just be his chance. He sighed before speaking again, "For... personal reasons, I gotta disappear. But ya see once you sign a deal with the devil, the only way you get out of a contract like that is dying..! So I need to more or less fake my death, but need something that looks convincing. Hell, those vultures are probably watching right now." He said pointing to Fudo. If they were really watching from somewhere, which he assumed they would be, he would at least want to make his body language convincing enough to seem as though they weren't just having idol chat. Everything from pointing to brandishing his sword conveyed a body language more threatening then his words. "That's where you come in. I point you in the right direction, you and your crew are able to regroup and get out of here unscathed, and we give the marines a good show at the end of which I will appear to have been killed by you. I know I know, it's messy, but only someone with a bounty as high as yours would even have a conceivable chance of defeating me in their eyes. The marines are all about believing the hype." He said, trying to be both straight forward and personable at the same time. It probably seemed like a more far fetched plan than Fudo or his crew had imagined; not every day someone came to you with the request to fake kill them, " Of course you're crew is welcome to join in. If I'm out number then it makes it more convincing... ya know?" He finished before folding his arms. Edited by TGIFlash, Dec 22 2015, 11:48 AM.
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| Incandescence | Dec 22 2015, 11:55 AM Post #21 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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The doctor had surprisingly comprised to her needs. He had slit his very own wrist without hesitation. Keiko was highly impressed by this act and remembered it graciously. He really was serious about his work. He had blood like syrup it was thick and rich. It poured into her mouth that opened wide on instinct. After a small bit she gave her warm, "thank you," before turning back to her lovely hot headed Alice. The raptor zoan was shouting out her demands, as usual, which made her swoon at Alice's caring nature. Alice rapped her knuckles on Keiko's head playfully to console her woes of chaos and obliteration that she would often inflict upon herself. Keiko found the strength to finally raise her hand with fingers curled, wrapping it around Alice's wrist. She studied Alice's fingers that were very nimble and frankly highly adorable. Keiko slid her hand down to the zoans pulse that was maintaining a steady beat. She turned her head slightly away from the echos of the great bat ignoring it completely. "There is something, I wanted to ask you. However, it will have to wait until we are in greater health." Alice's hands were warm and Keiko was usually jealous of such things but never found any need to be because Alice was the warmth of her life. Keiko interlaced her fingers with Alice. "Yes, I am a very silly bat." Keiko felt happier next to Alice, she always does. Alice's emerald eyes would never be a barren wasteland, she always maintained the lush vegetation, as Keiko would always see was intended. Her multiple fangs receded back into human teeth with each little point disappearing excluding her canines, "Do not worry my dear Alice. The doctor would never do us harm. I can tell it is in his blood." She turned her face towards the doctor and studying him. Her eyes became still and the vam-pirate fell into a daydream. Keiko had a crooked smile on her face, "If you touch my future wife then I will drain all the blood from your body." She said this like it was no big deal while motioning to Alice with the purple and black ring on her finger. the heirloom was once G.G's ring, she had taken it after she killed her master. She thought in her daydream unknowingly.Keiko's crescent smile grew wider, "I could wait no longer. One more moment of being called sister, and I think I would have drunk my own blood. Now, is a good time as you cannot move away from me Alice and are yet trapped in a pool of tears, one might say." Kuro had a big goofy smile on his face. The black mass was clapping his hands, but it just sounded like she was extracting dust from a carpet. She smiled in her daydream, but then with her face on Alice and seeing no sign of joy or question she realized it was all in her head. I must have been in a dream state after taking Alice's hand. Her eyes opened wide and she looked at Alice that remained happy, as a sister does. Keiko grumbled to herself with narrowing eyes. Her hair had finally fallen to her sides losing their luster to dance. Her piercing eyes were on the ceiling. I must get out of this injured pity party. I will not have it! This is torture. Keiko saw Kuro's face on the edge of the bed with his teeth biting into the cot. He was obviously trying to make her feel better. His animal instincts must have warned him to her "human" feelings. Keiko was trying to focus on her left foot to kick her furry companion, but all she managed was wiggling her toes. Edited by Incandescence, Dec 22 2015, 08:52 PM.
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| Keiko Kuro Ookami + Kuro Usagi • Slayer • Knightness/Vampire • Pirate Crew • Bounty: 122,000,000 • SD Earned: 520 • Beli: 50,780,000 • Location: Alabasta | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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"Is that all this is about? Godric sighed a heavy sigh of relief, loosening the fist he had subconsciously formed while in this situation. He had heard the man's testimony so the white haired pirate was more ease, taking a moment to look at all the chatter coming from the supposed injured and dying pair they had found. Godric began to stretch his arms, placing the forearm of his dominant hand in the middle of his back and pulling down on his shoulder. He did that for a few moments before switching hands then proceeded to crack his neck all the while looking at Djazz. "If that was all there was to it, you could have said so without all this tension in the air. Already got my nerves on edge as it is without some more heavy hitters chasing after us. Names Godric btw, Godric G. Fist." The teen began to squat and stretch the joints in his legs, preparing himself for a staged fight that should end in Djazz's death. "So we're being watched right now huh, by the marines chasing us? That's pretty insane man. You must have fucked with some wrong people Fudo." The teen rubbed his head and looked towards Fudo. "Still... the teen continued, "This does kinda sound like fun, I'm just saying. How many opportunities do you get to do some fun shit like this? Spar and act out a death scene to fool the world. I'm all for it... but... The teen paused and looked at Djazz, eyeing him down for a moment, scanning ever inch of his body that was visible to him. "So you just wanna stage your death right? To escape the watch of the marines? Why not just leave the shichi crew and disappear on your own. I'm sure a man who was sent to deal with not only a 200 million beli man but the rest of his crew on his own can manage to slip away from the marines on his own. I'm not saying I'm against fake killing you but I just wanna know all the details in case this comes back to bite us in the ass. I kinda have a lot riding on the next few days with these guys and the less problems we run into, the better." Godric looked at the man and awaited any explanation or monologue the man was about to give about all this if there was any to be given. |
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| Fudo Saiken | Dec 22 2015, 06:58 PM Post #23 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Fudo watched as Djazz released his blade, placed it firmly in the sheath, and then drop it. Dropping the blade onto his own foot, and showing his hands, Djazz showed that eh was no longer bearing any weapons. However Fudo was not going to be naive and just take the man on his word. Remaining exactly where he stood, he waited to hear what Djazz had to say. Reciting he name of the shichibukai, Izuru, Fudo took a mental note of the name. If he ever encountered the man, or intended to gain info on him, he at least had a name to start with. Thankfully, Djazz added some information about the man to the name. Being and ice ice user, sounded strange at first, but Fudo chalked it up to his ignorance of all the devil fruits there could. Taking note of the name of the fruit, he hoped to do some independent searches for info once he and his crew escaped this island. Fudo would make sure to escape Little Garden, with or without the help of this Djazz character. Continuing to site his reasons for coming here, Fudo did feel a tad bit at ease once there was a reveal that Djazz wanted this favor. However the ease in tension was no substitute for certainty, thus he would not cease his use of conquerors haki. One Djazz was done, Godric interjected. Fudo would calmly wait before doing or saying anything. Once they were done, he would speak his peace. "So you've come here to ask for help in faking a death? If I help you out then you will provide a way out for me? How will you provide a way out for me? If we are being watched, if they know where I am, what certainty do I have that this plan works out for me? For all I know you can get away if I fake your death and just escape. Or This could just be an elaborate trap. Look, I'm not against helping someone out, but the lack of certainty isn't going to help my case. I get it, you are trying to strong-arm me along, but I'm not going to willingly walk into the unknown without some way of knowing it'll work." Fudo took a deep breath and sighed as he look at Godric and then back at Djazz. "Godric, you need to lay low, in fact, the whole crew needs to lay low. If I do this the risk may be to high for everyone involved. If I do this with Djazz, this death faking, then it might be best to do it alone." Fudo maintained his conquerors and observation haki for the time being. |
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When the red haired one attempted to backhand him, all it would have take for the doctor to avoiding the "attack" from the severely weakened woman was was shifting himself to the side, yet he just took it without even caring for it. Their words, only two sounded good to his ears and those came in the form of gratitude from the blood drinker. He withdrew his bleeding arm and put it up to his mouth. His free hand was twitching and the fingers hitting his thigh. His right foot was tapping on the floor beneath it. He turned around, his back facing them as they spoke to one another. His jaw let out a cracking noise and his cheeks seemed about to tear in half, as if something in his mouth wanted to come out. His gave of a green glow the moment the eyelids were about to cover them. His free fist clenched tightly, the nails digging into the palm. This woman, this girl, this ![]() Suddenly the hand loosened its grip. His bloodied arm moved down as the free hand moved up and both met, painting the hand in crimson. The good doctor turned around to face them again, his red hand moving over his red hair, slicking back his hair with his own blood. His eyes were open and calm, incredibly peaceful and gentle. His mouth twisted in a tender and sincere smile, showing nothing of the thoughts from before. Even his body language was that of a relaxed individual dealing with his loving children. "I do hate to interrupt, but...Miss Ookami and Miss Cooper, your threats and assertions have been dully noted and angering you is the last thing I wish." spoke in a relaxed tone, smiling more with his eyes than with his mouth "According to Captain Fudo, I'll be staying as this crews humble doctor and while my word is definitely not law in any way shape or form...I assure you that following it would be convenient on the long run. I strive for the safety of my patients and my threats are nothing more than warnings to dissuade people from further harming themselves." his head lowered in a deep bow, before turning around and a set of bandages from one of the first-aid boxes he had opened to heal them "There will be no further interruptions from me at this time. As long as you stay in a restful position I will not interfere. Now if you'll excuse me, I have something of a present to prepare for our beloved reckless captain, something I wish to finish before his very soon to come death." his nonchalant tone as he spoke of Fudo's condition seemed to be out of place, but his twisted smile, not facing the two women, told another tale. The whole issue with Djazz and the others seemed to have slipped his mind, no longer holding interest after the two female crewmates' words wormed their way into his ears. He quickly yet skillfully wrapped his wrist in the bandages, taking a note to further clean the wound at a later and freer time. Instead opened a notebook and took out a pencil, two things he retried from the marine ship, and began drawing...drawing a mechanical replica of that which everyone is born and carries throughout their lives. He desperately needed the distraction, for his limit was nearing. Edited by Ran, Dec 22 2015, 09:06 PM.
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| ♦ TGIFlash | Dec 22 2015, 09:57 PM Post #25 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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It seemed that this crew was filled with the same sort of colorful characters that he had surrounded himself by recently. While it brought a sense of nostalgia there was also apart of him that was jaded by it all; almost as though this sort of things were the norm. One of them, who Fudo called 'Godric' and who introduced himself as such was actually looking forward to a fight, and Djazz almost immediately connected this to one of the three names announced by the name standing by the two medical cots. Djazz nodded a few times in understanding as Fudo attempted to iron out the details. After all, while Godrics roll might have been fairly minor, it was Fudo of all people who would be most responsible for the fate of his crew, "Yeah... yeah I get it. Makes total sense. And really we are both in a tight spot here. I can't give you any more certainty about the unknowns ... I simply know from which direction the reinforcements of the marines are coming. I suppose you could attempt to escape without my help though that too would be a gamble, and staying where you are makes you a sitting duck. He said, trying to be patient with his words and choose them fairly carefully. He wanted Fudo to understand that what Djazz was offering him was an opportunity of safe passage. If he hadn't come aboard, the group would surely have been ambushed, and by someone perhaps a bit more than they were ready to face. No doubt the ship was going to be monitored, but by pointing them in the right direction, they would at least get a head start from any who were in pursuit. "Ahh.. and while we are being forthright, my tight spot comes as a result of a rumor that I heard myself. It is only a matter of time until Izuru the warlord is fired from his position and becomes a wanted man once again. That means my contract is terminated as well. While my previous bounty was in some respects.. meager, after what I've done they would most likely make me a wanted man as well. I could disappear now, but for as long as that number sticks to my name, there will always be those looking to bare their teeth at me. He paused for a moment, the last few sentences were addressing Godric who seemed at least curious about Djazz's plight and his current proposition. He would have no clue that Fudo Saiken himself was looking forward to potentially becoming a warlord himself and so perhaps the news would strike him with some weight as well, "Sorry... I really hate talking so much. I feel like I'm giving a lecture you know?" he said, recognizing that he had perhaps been a bit long winded. All of this information was a bit sensitive and Djazz was trying to limit the number of people involved. The fewer people that knew about what actually happened to him, the fewer could traced back to him. Even telling them the news of Izuru was done with a heavy heart. Information was after all a commodity, but sometimes you had to give a little to get a little. In this instance, what he was getting was freedom Or at least the a similar head start to what he was attempting to offer Fudo. His sword and sheath had been rested on his propped foot for the passing moments before he kicked it back up into his hands. One hand remained on the scabbard while the other moved to the hilt, grasping it intently, "Well... what'll it be?" he said slowly pulling the black blade forth. If negotiations were to crumble here because of that, then so be it, but he couldn't simply stand and chit-chat the entire time. There was a sense of urgency that Fudo nor his crew had come to realize. When it came right down to it... They were all in danger... |
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| SwanSong | Dec 23 2015, 04:36 AM Post #26 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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With the Doctor out of the way, Alice could focus on the convocation behind them and on the things going on around her more. As the bloody doctor knows as Tatsu away from them and with his back turned, Alice looked to her sister as they held each other's hand, fingers laced together as her naturally warmer body met with the cold flesh of her sister's. Her black as sin hair falling back into place as well but Alice was not really paying any of it any mind, only paying attention to her sister, Kuro and the talking going on behind her. Ookami seemed to be in goo spirits as her face and it's muscles pulled into a smile. Her lips, those lush plump lips parting to show off her pearly white perfect teeth. Ookami's mouth widened as her smile became larger and larger till it was reaching from ear to ear. Pulling herself up some, Alice tested the springy nature of the cot, wanting to make a move to be closer to her sister. With one good hop, Alice cleared the small distance between them and landing into the cot and subsequently on top of Ookami as well. Giggling as she continued to hold her vampire lover's hand. Looking beep into the vast ruby red pools that belonged to the swords-woman. Their bodies now pressed against each other as their right legs were in between the other's set. Her breasts pressed against the soft melons of Ookami. A slight blush appearing on Alice's face. She was really thankful she didn't have her old equipment otherwise that landing would of be somewhat painful and embarrassing as well. Alice's hair hung loose as it draped over her shoulder and somewhat screening off their faces. "Hehe, Well hello neighbor. As per this ooooh so important question, if you think it best, we will see what it is you want to ask me in the future then. For now... lets focus on the present and making sure we get back into tip top condition. After all, how are we going to rule this crew and the world in our current sorry states eh?" Spoke Alice to her dear loving sister. Black, red, and white, colors of death, rage and love, and purity. It was the the perfect blend for the two women as Alice closed her eyes partly and let gravity draw her head down some. Alice pursed her lips together and gave her insane but amazing savior a kiss in the lips. It was a playful kiss, meant to make Ookami freak out and potential see if it would cause anyone else watching to start dripping from the nose. "That makes two times I have kissed you... tell me, am I your first?" Alice smirked as she was enjoying this moment, and had completely screened out all other distractions around her. Only paying attention to Ookami, the Avatar of the Grim Reaper and her personal hero. |
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Keiko's eyes shut quickly in surprise when something in the room went BUMP and a body had pounced on her. She opened her eyes to see Alice on top of her. This was not a smart move by the red headed temptress. Even though, the bat zoan could barely move she was still highly dangerous, especially to her dear sister. Keiko was a pure glutton that would ensnare bodies of flesh for their blood without hesitation. Keiko paid no attention to ALice's affections it was only natural for her to feed upon prey and given that Alice is in a weak state only made the bat zoan more subjected to her instincts. Though Keiko loved Alice she was not a plaything meant to be touched under any circumstance. The bat zoans mental state is always unstable switching to animalistic tendencies in the most unfavorable times. Alice's kiss was searching for giggling affection, but it was a fruitless effort. Keiko does not care for such things like kisses or hugs or even polite conversations. Her eyes were open and focusing on Alice's face instead of the ceiling. She did not move a muscle because she could feel her fangs sliding out and the wrong move could slice the raptor zoans face. Keiko did not want to think of the scars she would leave if Alice continued her frivolous affections. Keiko's pupils shrank into thin dials surrounded by her deep red pupils.Pulling away Alice had a triumphant smile on her face and new cheery tune to voice. Keiko's deadpan face revealed both the intensity of her eyes and sickness. Her face was burning from an overwhelming fever with glassy eyes. Summoning the little strength in her possession, Keiko managed to slide her left hand up to Alice's throat, against the will of her aching muscles. Resting her hand for a moment, Keiko placed her fingers where Alice's neck dips into her shoulder. She let her nails gently graze the skin without harming her sister. Keiko was pondering the thought of having kissing Alice a first time. No such thing was in her recollection. Unless...unless Alice had shown her affections while she was unconscious. Keiko's chest rose and fell with these heavy thoughts. Keiko slid her hand to Alice's cheek moving the red hair out of her emerald eyes. Alice's strong scent was overpowering, and above all was suffocating the bat zoan with the dreamy ideas of blood. Keiko acknowledged the twinkle in Alice's eye, but this position was making Keiko highly uncomfortable. "You have a death wish, Alice that's why so many terrible things prevailed in wonderland. Just remember it was my sword that you used for the jabberwocky." Keiko had her hand on Alice's chest just above her breast. Using all her strength, Keiko threw the blood temptress off her cot. After returning back to her irritable state, Keiko called upon Kuro her faithful companion. The black mass rose at the end of her cot and she ordered him to find her trove of attires on the copy cat ship. Once the rabbit returns she could no further be humiliated in just a bra and underpants. She would need help getting dressed of course, but decided she could manage on her own. She had to keep her distance for Alice while she was wounded. She did not want to bring harm her sister, but it is inevitable. Her eyes began to burn with her weakening strength. She could take no more of this nonsense. When her companion Kuro returned slamming the trunk down. There was a click as he opened the latch and returned to his corner. Keiko had often stolen garments from boutiques and any place with rich materials. "Take whatever you want Alice and it will be yours." There were several outfits in the trove of all different designs and styles. She already knew what she wanted. She pointed to the barf green pants suit with a sharp collar and six gold general buttons along the waist. Kuro reached down and passed Keiko her choice and left it on the cot as ordered. She would manage on her own. She did not live in a pity party of some sort, nor will she ever. She will dress once she had control over her limbs, but for now, she laid still barely moving from the aching muscles in her arm. "Doctor I advise you to keep me away from Alice because it is in my nature to prey upon the lives of others." The pins and needles in her legs were beginning to annoy her so much she was considering amputation. She focused on the voices in the light but dare not gaze towards the sun. She muttered the odd plan for such characters to fake their own death. If he wants to escape so badly he should die. The captain did not accept the story either. Keiko nodded in awe that the captain had taken this as no laughing matter. The last alliance with some fellow bounty hunters ended them in a wild explosion with a moth-like gas licking at their skins. This person was going to get them all killed not like she cared anyway. |
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| Fudo Saiken | Dec 24 2015, 10:03 PM Post #28 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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I'm A Queen
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Fudo sensed that his crew was a bit unaware of how sever the situation was. Everyone was too calm around this Djazz character, maybe too calm. Out at sea, nothing and no one could be trusted. Especially with the fame the big cat zoan had now. Everyone was a potential enemy. However, this Djazz was seeming more personable as each moment passed, the pressure from the marines coming was surely influencing the ancient zoan as well. Unsure of what threat to take more seriously, Fudo was beginning to lean more in the favor of helping Djazz fake his death. The captain was being flooded with a sense of danger, and impending doom. It made him feel excited, in a moment a wave of electricity swept over him, causing his hairs to stand on end. Glaring at Djazz, the captain allowed the man to talk. Fudo intently listened to the lecture, and as things went on he became more aware of the time that was being wasted. If Djazz was being honest, then the hammer of 'justice' was going to fall on the whole crew. Djazz was quite convincing and Fudo was going to make sure that if anyone was going to fall, that'd it only be him. Watching Djazz kick his sword back to his palm, the zoan knew what was coming. It might not be all that bad, in fact, in the eyes of the government, him killing Djazz would cement him as one of the top supernovas. At the very least, moving away from his crew from this Djazz character meant they were a somewhat safe, after all, he had avoided being knocked out by Fūdo's Conquerors Haki. So, at the very least, he was strong. Staring back at his crew, Fudo laid eyes on both Keiko and Alice. The two seemed to be recovering well, and that was enough to bring a real smile on the captains face. They mattered a large amount to the big cat zoan. All the captain wanted was for the two of them to be healthy. He was not all that concerned with himself, and even now, with his unattended heart, he would rather get into heated combat and risk hos won neck over the lives of everyone else. Walking towards the post that he stood prior to Djazz's intrusion, the big cat zoan spoke softly to Keiko, Alice, and Tatsuo. "Just make sure everyone is all good Tatsuo. I'll be going to deal with Djazz for awhile." Bending down, Fūdo reached for a leather sack that held his knuckle dusters and a few other items. Checking everything was there, Fudo nodded and placed on his knuckle dusters before dropping the use of his Haki. Once his knuckle dusters were properly fastened, he would turn his attention to the swordsman. Glaring at the man, Fūdo began an uproar! "Alright, alright! You wanted a fight, you got a fight! You come on my ship, talk a big load of shit, and expect to escape alive! Get the fuck out!" At was at that point that Fudo would begin pacing towards Djazz. "You think you can threaten my crew and get away with it! I'll kick your fucking ass and show those marines what a man with a two hundred million beli bounty can do!" Fūdo would then wink rather obviously at the swordsman. Edited by Fudo Saiken, Dec 25 2015, 12:41 PM.
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| ♦ TGIFlash | Dec 25 2015, 01:01 PM Post #29 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Djazz held back a smile. Even before the more obvious wink, Djazz knew that the mans sudden increase in bravado was a fair indication that he was willing to play along. The wink only forced Djazz to hold back a smile at how corny it was. Putting on his best front as well, he responded himself, "Don't let your head get too big pirate, otherwise it will quickly become an easy target for my blade! You're rampage in these seas ends today!!" he said in more of an angry shout, though even he recognized that it was completely out of his own character. Returning to his couth, he regripped the blade before pulling it completely from his sheath and fixing the scabbard to his hip upon his belt. The blade itself gleamed with a lustrous black that was almost unnatural in nature with a slight discoloration along the edge where it had been reforged with sea stone. The blade present, he slowly rolled it in his hands so that the bladed edge was no longer facing him. The dull edge would be more or less incapable of cutting with any amount of ease making it much easier to spar without threat of damage. There was a sense of excitement that came along side anytime he drew his blade for battle, and for all he knew, it might have been the last time that he had a chance to do so! Even though it wasn't meant to be a hard core battle, the physiological effect was all the same. It seemed as though he was planning on keeping the fight contained to himself and Djazz as he mentioned to a 'Tatsuo' individual to take care of everyone else. He probably picked him out to be the 'doctor' of the bunch as in spite of his weird appearance he was probably a bit more qualified than anyone else to take care of the wounded. Djazz would be mindful to not use or attack with anything too destructive as he took a few steps forward. With a single more definitive step he burst forward toward Fudo with enough speed to strike out at him while still having full range of his perceptions. Coming close enough he noticed the knuckle dusters on his hands, giving a subtle grin as he slashed out at him with a horizontal blade swipe that could have easily been intercepted by the mans fist with his knuckles on as defense. Even still, he had spaced it perfectly so that it would have been difficult to block or dodge and in the same motion step into range to counter attack. The advantage of a blade against hand to hand contact allowed him a few extra feet that he could control with great mastery to keep his opponent always at arms length. The phrase 'so close yet so far away' had never been so applicable as it was in this scenario. Spoiler: click to toggle
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Fudo's maw was showing widely as he continued to approach Djazz. The man appeared to have been easily made aware of Fudo's agreement to the fight. For the moment Fudo considered this swordsman an equal. In fact, if at any point he had ceased to do so, Djazz would be in grievous danger. Agreeing to fake a death for the moment would only stand if the man was truthful. If at any point he ceased being honest, then the big cat zoan would have no choice but to resort to more violent forms of fighting. Glaring at the wielder, the zoan would raise closed fists just a few inches from his face. Holding his right fist just a few centimeters closer from his face that the left, he assumed a stance fit for hand to hand combat. Leading with his left side, the zoan placed all his weight on the tips of his toes. He would move nimbly and begin warming up with a few short jab hook combinations. Djazz would by this time have responded to the ancient zoan. Listening to him, Fudo couldn't help but keep his wide toothy grin. The thought of him actually falling in combat today was amusing to say the least. But, while it was amusing it was not far from thought. With all things considered, he was rather fatigued from the events that had transpired not only the previous day; but the past two years. There were huge chunks of time that he had spent toiling under the boot of another. Being beaten and bruised every step of the way from his trip, the zoan couldn't help but acknowledge the damage his body has taken. Just bending his arm up to his face, and feeling the anticipation of a fight caused his mind to rush to all the other times he had done the same thing. Each and every time, even though he was the victor, he'd come out worse for wear. Right now he was at his absolute worst. But did he show it? Of course he did not. Despite nearly twenty percent oh his torso being scar tissue, despite shards of bone freely shifting under his skin, despite a heart that was trembling and worn down, he'd wear a vibrant smile. "You're blade is as dull as your shit talking! Come here and take your beating like the marine dog you are!" Watching as the man drew and flipped his blade, fixed his scabbard, and rotated the blade in hand. Fudo felt that flipping the blade was unnecessary, but he assumed the man, like most, was overconfident in their ability. Even though they were faking a death, fighting in such an obviously gentle manner was somewhat disrespectful to the zoan. Not only that but turning his blade in such a manner should make it obvious to those watching that Djazz was going easy on Fudo. The big cat zoan was well versed in the blade, seeing that his family forged in the fires of blood between two warring clans. Sparing at a young age with bokken and then iron blades, he had some sense of tradition and respect when handling them. Though he had fallen far from the level expected of him by his family, he was still versed enough to have a greater perception of swordsmanship than most of his typical martial artist peers. Having seen a slew of blades forged, purchased by his ancestors and immediate family, and brandished by Keiko, he was aware that something was different about Djazz's blade. The captain thought that perhaps it had the properties of seastone upon it. Having seastone present on his knuckle dusters, the zoan had seen seastone augmented weapons before, and knew their threat to him. Excitement flooding him despite the lack of unpredictability this fight was intended to have. If this was to be a fight that was to emulate death, then Fudo assumed that this would mean Djazz would forever leave behind this life. Thus, that meant that his fight with the Beast Blood Pirate captain would likely be his last. Whatever the case were to be, Fudo would show the man a good fight. One worthy of praise for him, and respect for Djazz in combat. Reactivating his observation haki, the zoan glared at his sword wielding opponent. Djazz would lunge out at the beast, perceiving the swing with his observation haki, the zoan would opt to dodge rather than block the blade. Using his quick silver technique, the big cat zoan moved along with the slashing motion of Djazz's blade. Moving at bullet speeds the zoan simply moved from his current position to the edge of the ship. The tremendous speed ensured he'd be clear from the blunt edge of the blade, the distance meant that he'd be clear of any of his crew. It would appear that the shot was only out there to test the waters, but Fudo's wan't going to let that happen. At least not this early. Besides, being aboard the ship would be troublesome considering the fact that Fudo used nothing but raw power and large scale attacks. Fudo was desiring to test the waters himself, but he was unable to due so because of the presence of the larger ship sitting just across from the shitty mass of driftwood that he was currently standing. Wave had traveled off to that ship while he and Djazz were conversing, and destroying such a vessel would only ruin their chances of escaping. Deciding it was best to fight on the beach, the zoan would relay that idea to Djazz. "C'mon man. Really that's the fucking best you can do? I thought you were part of a shichibukai crew? Fight me on the beach, and fight me like you want to kill me! Show me who you really are! I am!" With that, the zoan jumped down from the ship with enough force to move him to his desired spot on the beach. With the warm sand below him, the two would be at a fair disadvantage. The shifting earth beneath them ensured that heavy steps and planting ones feet in defense would only bury them in their efforts. Having spend more that a few months on cactus islands desert terrain, the zoan had grown accustomed to fighting on the surface. Reforming a stance, he waited for Djazz to join him, in full view of his crew and anyone else that may so join as a spectator. |
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