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| Dante | Jan 22 2014, 12:37 PM Post #1 |
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It had been a hidden treasure in a pile of junk but now it was Junko's most stalwart ally. It resembled a swordblade, albeit more industrial, with serial numbers and other boring parts on it. Perhaps it was a support beam that had been sharpened by snapping? It didn't matter. She had wrapped some thick red cloth around one end, and carved her name in the center. In the backstreets, there were a few abandoned lots. Places where shops were literally pulled out of the ground. In one particular lot, Junko made her training area. It had everything the girl needed to practice, targets, a mat for practicing high flying moves. It was her place. She gripped her weapon tightly and began hitting one of her targets, a stolen mannequin with the flat of her 'sword'. The girl hit the figure a few times before decapitating it. "...Damn. Gonna have to find a new one of those now." |
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| Exodin | Jan 22 2014, 04:13 PM Post #2 |
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MAHHA
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Jiro, for all of his problems was a bit of a wanderer. Of course the only really 'interesting' area to explore for him now was the backstreets. Of course, the only real deterrent the boy had was the knife Naoya had made for him. Considering the damn thing needed a sheath, it was a pretty good deterrent most of the time. Said knife was where it always where it was. Tucked away in it's sheath and dangling from a belt loop. The most peculiar noise reached his ears. Loud smacking, and as such he followed it. Coming across the rear view the girl as she'd cut off the mannequin's head. The boy snorted and shook his head. "Boy you really showed him who's boss." The ever present smirk was on his face as he let out a chuckle. Letting it flow throughout his body as he rolled his neck back and forth. "Nice metal stick you got there." |
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| Dante | Jan 22 2014, 04:19 PM Post #3 |
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Junko turned around and frowned. "Thanks. I pulled it out of some guy's ass when I took him down." She swung the blade around a few times. "Still sometimes smells of ass." Sheathing her large metal sword object, she crossed her arms. "So what do you want? Just some wannabe banchou looking to beat me up, or whatever? I'm busy training." |
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| Exodin | Jan 22 2014, 04:27 PM Post #4 |
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"Hot damn, that must have been a mess. You should really make sure and wash that thing. Or sanitize it, whatever floats your boat." He shrugged, the smug smirk still present on his face. So she was a feisty one then huh? Good enough for him. It wasn't like if she had decided he was a good target for that thing it would do anything anyway. Oh the lovely perks of Null Physical. How he did cherish them so. He took a few steps forward, clapping as he did so. "Come on now. If I wanted to have beat you up would I have actually stopped to say anything? That sure is quite the brain you've got on there...guess i'll call you Stick Girl. Not my greatest work, but it fits. So, Stick Girl...try and piece this puzzle together. Why would a guy with a knife, actually take the time to say anything to a person he was going to mug? Maybe it's because I didn't plan on mugging you at all hmm?" |
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| Dante | Jan 22 2014, 04:31 PM Post #5 |
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"Eh, I washed it enough times when i was pulling it out. Not really the sort of thing you want to remember." She kept a hand ready in case his guy was going to try anything. She wasn't some weak person looking to get her ass kicked. "Eh, maybe you like to feed your ego first. Stick Girl, well it beats stranger." When she noticed the knife she noticed it was sheathed. "I've got a second question. Wouldn't you draw the knife if you were trying to mug me anyway? Besides what do you even want. I don't have anything. Just a mat and a few training dummies." She sighed. "It ain't much, but its mine." |
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| Exodin | Jan 22 2014, 04:47 PM Post #6 |
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"That's the point isn't it Stick Girl. Why oh why would I not pull out my knife if I was going to mug you? Is it because I wasn't going to mug you at all? is that a possibility? Not everyone that roams the backstreets is some banchou asshat that likes to pick on little girls?" He snickered more. Was he so defensive at school? Nah, he was always more of the aggressor type to begin with. "Maybe I just wanted a bit of conversation huh? Beats walking around by myself anyway. I mean are you really going to go looking for a fight where there isn't one? Because i'm happy to oblige your needs." He took a look around and clapped more. This place was definitely something. Get a tent back here, maybe a cooler. It could be a nice little place to live. Of course the only issue would be fighting off the various thugs that did walk around the backstreets. |
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| Dante | Jan 22 2014, 05:10 PM Post #7 |
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Junko shrugged. "It don't matter what you are because the way I see it, neither of us have our weapons out, so that ain't much of a fight. I just asked what you were doin here and you went off like you thought I was accusin you of tryin to mug me. That's pretty weak." She drew her weapon. "Sorry. I'm not much of a talker." She held it tightly, unsure how to react. In any other situation she would be rushing right at them. But had he really pissed her off? No, had he tried to enforce anything on her? No. Sheathing her sword she sighed. "I'd fight ya, but my heart wouldn't be in it." |
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| Exodin | Jan 22 2014, 05:25 PM Post #8 |
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"Oh by all means Stick Girl, come at me. Not like anything you're going to try will actually work." He hadn't been initially looking for a fight, but now? He had an itch that needed to be scratched. Good thing it was so easy for him to goad people into attacking him. "Come on, promise i'll go easy on you. Afterwards, we can go get cake and ice cream. You can even use that ass stick of yours too. Me i'm thinking...fists only on my side. Don't really feel like using the knife, and I like a challenge." With that, he used his hand to make a 'come on' motion. "Unless you're too scared to have a nice chat after I beat you up." |
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| Dante | Jan 22 2014, 05:29 PM Post #9 |
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The girl shrugged. "You must really want to get your ass kicked." Unsheathing her weapon for the second time, she gripped it tightly. "Well whatever. Not like I have any dummies to practice on, you'll do nice enough I think." She dashed forward and brought her sword, flat first to strike the boy in the side. If it impacted, she would follow up with a strike to the shoulder. She had no idea how little damage she would be doing. |
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| Exodin | Jan 22 2014, 05:40 PM Post #10 |
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Jiro, ever the showboat. Made no attempt to actually dodge or otherwise move out of the way. As such, the flat of the blade smacked straight into the side. Followed by a hit to his shoulder. The greatest effect either of these had? Causing to take a step or two back. Now it was time for the theatrics. Jiro let his smile grow from ear to ear, eyes widening in a manic delight. Then went forward to aim a gut blow with his fist. His policy on punching had always been to not punch the opponent, rather to try punching through the opponent. It made things feel that much more effective for him. |
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