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 Posted: Tue Jun 26, 2018 12:41 am
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xxxxx| Health: 350 | Stamina: 510 | Strength: 40 | Prowess: 40 | Defense: 20 | Speed: 40 | Stamina: 40 | Vitality: 0 | Spirit: 50 xxxxx
Bijuu would follow the pair to the docks looking still curious as the large man would suddenly...move a boat. Blue eyes widened with minor amounts of wonder, he was a big guy but that simple action easily made her question just how strong he truly was. Watching the woman get tugged onto the ship as she would continue to inspect the male up until he would be looking between her and Qisma. When the woman answered her prior question of the man knowing sign language she would dismiss it with ease, 'It shouldn't be hard to teach him." she murmured tilting her head to the side as her quiet voice almost got lost in the waves. Suddenly a large palm would be offered in her direction and she would look immediately at the male wondering what he wanted. When Qisma translated she would suddenly laugh, "He's a sweet man." she'd whisper easily letting her small hand take his and she would step into the boat with little hesitation. She'd look to Qisma and take a light curtsy, "I am Bijuu Antionette, I hail from Skypiea. I hope we can travel together a long time." she whispered before turning to the big man. She'd curtsy once again and then indicate herself, "Bijuu." she'd state as clearly and as loudly as she could considering her lack of being able to speak loud. She'd think for a long moment as she wondered how she could get this male's name, "Je ne suis pas bon avec ce genre de chose." she stated her voice once again at a normal level rather than the whisper she spoke, "Can you draw?" she wondered looking to Qisma idly, "Oh...my manners." she'd state looking to the woman, "Sorry, what is your name miss?" she asked quietly as she would let her hands rest in front of her small form.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2018 5:25 pm
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Another day, another horde cut down.
Reading he letter from Barbos, Hunter paid little mind to the whips of gas and fog that lined the rim of Misty Peak. A mercenary group didn't finish a job and had done a shitty cover up. Time for him to come in and finish em' off for their s**t. "Bunch of low lives. Shouldn't be too hard. Though, I am gettin' an itch again. Need sommin' good to really enjoy myself."[/b] It'd been about two or so weeks since he'd seen Ahn and nothing had compared to that. The fire. The lightning when they clashed. How he loved it so! How he wished for something like it again. Easily enough, if he really wanted, he could find her, but. . it wasn't right. Even he held a code of honor and as a man of Wano, he couldn't go back on it. He held no right to see her til his state was reverted back to human.
But til then, there was a job to take care of.
Keeping forward, the wooden clacks of his clogs filled the air. Night had come and people seemed ever quiet. Not exactly unusual given the reputation of this place. From what he'd heard it wasn't the cleanest of areas. A swamp for the underground and its likeness. Lowdown scum and neerdowells made this their running ground, so no wonder he'd come across some s**t if he stepped too hard.
Seeing that there was another woman wandering the streets with him, Hunter's gaze sharpened below his straw hat. Gripping it as the tassels of white flowed forth and after, creating a trail like some phantom. If she dared gaze, an eye of pure crimson; shaped somewhat like a devil was ever present. His attire a kimono of old, wrapped in various garb as most, if not his entire body was covered. The intent to kill he gave off was so unnerving, the quiet would only further intensify the situation as he stepped past her to keep walking forward.
That was when they struck.
"Aye now, you the ******** they call Hunter, ain't ya'?" He figured they'd already known he arrived. Wasn't like he was trying to hide himself either. "They say you're a man who can't be killed. That's if the rumors are right on the money. But ya' know, I think you just ain't met the right killers yet. Lucky for you, we're just the right kind, Kehehehehe~" Oh, this sounded like it was going to be good. Ceasing his movement, Hunter's hat would come upward as an eye raised in almost jest. Blade rising to the occasion. "I like your spunk. Come at me all at once. That way I don't have to waste time tracking you ******** down."
Little did he know. . "We already did. ."
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP BEEP.
That sound, it was coming off of the woman behind him's person. Shifting instantly, he moved. Blade careening straight for Regina's back scarf to cut the cloth at the last second and kick the bomb away. The force causing the duo to go flying in unison, smashing into a nearby wooden shed with the woman lying on top of his form. ********' hell. "That's low, even for me." Laughing lightly to himself, he'd begin to rise just as several flaming arrows combed through the air and in tandem Hunter leaped, grasping the damsel by her shirt and flinging her through the wooded side of the area, as to make a hole for the duo to escape.
These folk were keeping him on his toes! Great!
Sliding out to a stop, he'd be behind a building with her, paying little mind to any yelling she might be doing. It was kill or be killed now and whether Regina liked it, she was a target by both groups involved.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2018 11:02 pm
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From what he could tell, these guys were a little different than before. In all his time he'd killed plenty of men and women. Hunted down bastards of all kinds, but none so adept at attempting for the kill so early on. Had he met his match? Staving to not move, Hunter relaxed against their position for the moment before feeling the kick to the side. An annoyed expression under his mask, eyes darting to face Regina. He should've just killed her. Less trouble all together.
“Next time just ask. Thanks for saving me.”
Ask? She wanted him to ask for her not to die? Not to explode? What kind of idiocy? "Next time I'll be sure to stop and think before you're about to explode." A brash remark as she tested the waters. Right past Regina's face several arrows would fly, barely missing their mark. Hunter grasped her shoulder, tossing her back down to the floor. Idiot! Was she trying to get herself killed?! "Woman, have you lost it? They have us pinned! Don't go giving away our location. At least, not mine! If you wish to die, do it alone." He hadn't restocked on puppets yet and he didn't know how versed his opponents were. Keeping that in mind, if these folks were good they might force him into a corner. His best bet wasn't to test the waters.
"Considering they're a developed mercenary gang, they could be anywhere between thirty to sixty strong. Especially since this is their base of operations. Honestly it's great. I can kill them all in one go and get paid." Easy enough. Slaughtering this many wouldn't be hard at all. As soon as he gauged their overall skill, next came picking them off one by one. Then, figuring out what to do with this loud mouthed woman.
"Hmm. . You'll probably die if I leave you alone. But, you're not really my problem either. ." Motioning to the side in thought, he continued. ". . I'm a little at a loss. If they found something like you, you'd probably be sold off to a nice buyer. You've got some nice legs~ Fukhahahaha~" Snickering to himself, Hunter began to walk a little further back just as yet another arrow whizzed past. This one held a burning fuse and was slowly coming down. Oh. . Oh ********!
Debris and dust filled the air as the building struck came tumbling down on its side. With a swift slash, his blade sliced through most of what was coming down and placed it on either side of them, leaving a far amount of cover. Pained filled grunts from the townspeople lined the area, but that was of no concern. They had cover to move and now was the time. Without warning, Hunter took off in a sprint downward towards the next row of houses through the opening created by the explosion. His eyes peeled for anymore attacks or anyone he could make out as one of the Red Tide. They were good at hiding, but he was even better at hide and seek.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2018 12:59 pm
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Needless to say, he was gone.
Booking through to the other side of the buildings, Hunter kept himself steady through the break. Arrow flew on by, but he didn't pay mind to any that cut close. Just kept on moving on through everything without a care. He'd deal with the snotty attitude of this woman later, if he didn't kill her first. Wait. Where was she anyway?
"Ho, did she die? Fukhahaha~" Laughing to himself plainly, his eyes would look over the rubble behind him plainly to see the girl lying in the dirt. Ha. Served her right. Turning away, he'd begin to shift on his heel but. . Something stopped him. The look on her face reminded him of another. . A past memory. Damn it all! Moving forward as more arrows came down towards Regina, he'd move right in front of them at the last second. A few flew past him as others hit his back, thudding while grabbing the girl up and beginning to run in another direction.
Blood dripped down his clothes from the wounds but he kept steady, rounding yet another corner before tossing her to the ground below. Eyes staring to her form before shifting away and sliding down the wall. Great. Another body gone to waste. "Pay mind to your surroundings. It looks like you have SOME training, but not nearly enough for the trial that's ahead." Removing his straw hat and some of his wraps, his true hair color and eyes shown bright. He had to ditch these for the time being to lose the group following them. Turning, his eyes shifted to Regina, grasping her by the arm to pull her closer to him as men went running past. His lips touched her own as they sat embraced and those watching merely rolled their eyes. Onward.
The coast was clear. Letting her go, Hunter shifted. "I've protected you twice now. I'll be damned if you let my efforts of keeping you alive go to waste. When this is all over, you'll owe me, girl." He had to think and figure out a way to find their base of operations. Perhaps it wasn't so good to run in head first, but tot Hunter, it was all he knew.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2018 10:33 am
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“And I appreciate it, but we’ll have to talk later about what it is you think I should owe you.”
Well that was a rather silly statement. She owed what he'd given her. Her life. "Payment? Well, I'm sure we can figure out something." As everything seemed to be at a calm, he slowly removed his upper garb and all the wrappings. The entire upper portion of himself was absolutely pristine. Not a mark on him, even from the arrows. He hated it. All the reminders of all the wars he'd fought. All the battles he'd been in, gone. All because someone else wanted to play god. The only thing on now was his bottoms; the upper half of himself a mess of muscle despite the outer look of his frame. Constant training kept one fit, after all.
“So what exactly is the plan here?”
Stopping while wrapping his arm with bandages, his golden hues stared. "I'm gonna find these ******** and kill them." He'd been too careless in his approach this time. But at least they'd seen him get struck, so for now they'd probably think he was licking his wounds. With that, he could figure out a counter strike. "I need to figure out where these guys are holed up and snuff em out. If I can reach them, I can kill them. Playing this game of cat and mouse has never been fun for me." Whatever it took to get the job done is what he'd do. After finishing up everything, Hunter placed his clothing back on , grabbed his blade and kept a slow pace. Last he was here there was an abandoned shack on the edge of town. He could hide there for the time being.
"You said something about havin' people to fight for you, girl. Where the hell are they now? You get em' killed ********' around?" She seemed like the type, but for the time being he'd kept his usual attitude quelled. There were things that needed to be done.
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Posted: Mon Aug 06, 2018 9:35 am
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“I might have a proposition for you if we get out of this alive. Just know it might be a little dangerous.”
Something dangerous? His interest was. . somewhat peaked. Given that, for a living, he thrived in the field of putting himself into dangerous situations, danger meant little to him. Still, an eye was quirked on hearing her words. Momentarily did the Ronin shift his attention to view that saddened expression. Rarely did he care for anyone else's emotions outside his own. A saving grace being that, the less people you connect yourself to, the less you have to deal with. Yet he stared off in no particular direction, sighing inwardly to himself. Maybe he could be a little less hard hitting on the girl.
But that was a maybe far between.
"Usually I only take jobs from a certain shithead, but if it's worth my time I'll listen." Whatever it was barely mattered. If it could help him ascertain his true goal, then why not? Of course currently that was something for another time. Their steps would take them to the shack, looking far below average. It was, as said, a rundown piece of s**t. "Ya' heard those ********. They call me Hunter, The Undying. I can't be killed. Head cut off? I'll put it back on. Bullets? I'll eat them. Nothing can stop me." Plainly he spoke, as if this was common knowledge. Like anyone could do it.
"My father was overthrew and many of them killed."
What? His footsteps stopped as he gripped the door, turning to look her over. A princess? A noble? Clearly she was no normal girl. "So your father was some sort of ruler and got killed? Aren't you a sad girl~ Guess that means you got nobody to watch your a** anymore? Well. . ain't it grand? Havin' the ultimate freedom," It was as if he spoke from an understanding position, but he'd say no more on the topic. Now inside, she'd see this place was actually fairly well kept. There wasn't much, but while the outside was delicate and fragile, the inside was fortified with steel and held the bare minimum for someones survival. Walking over to a floor mat, Hunter took a load off and placed his weaponry down, motioning for the girl to sit wherever she so chose.
"I don't need an army. I just need myself." Cocky, but that was truly how he felt. "All I need is their base of operations. And once I find it, I'll tear these ******** limb from limb." Stopping, he'd think. She wanted to be of help? And given the circumstance, he didn't particularly want her to die, so this was an objective need. Tossing a sheathed blade over to her, his golden hues pierced any veil of confusion she might provide. "Cut yourself with that knife and give it back. I need your blood." As if things weren't already crazy, here was the icing on the cake.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2018 4:52 pm
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Go about it? Well, Hunter had already figured that out. He was going to use her, of course and that required her to follow his actions.
"Do what I said, then you'll understand."
Stating that plainly, he'd watch her with a bland expression as she did what she was told. As he took it she seemed to want to know what he was up to. Too many questions that he just didn't feel like answering. Just as she finished asking, he'd lick the edge of the blade before ingesting her essence and a moment late, his eyes glowed a slight red tinge. The formation of memories within the back of his mind would circle the room. A lover lost. A kingdom gone. Family torn apart to never come together again. Her home taken from her. And then, sold into slavery. All of this and more played and Hunter stared at her the entire time with a twinge of sadness. Even he was capable of emotion. But, that didn't mean he would act on it.
"You were sold off into slavery after the fall of your Kingdom. Your father was murdered. Your lover was taken from you. Your family was set apart from all this and you only recently met back up with a retainer who you sent off to find the your sister and mother." Saying all of this in a almost robotic fashion, he'd lean back after with a smile to himself. Such sadness in her heart. So much pain. He could feel it all. "You're quite the interesting girl, but I guess that's how Fate plays the dozens. Now, you're bound to me. We're tied by fate." He'd say this with very little word after. As if, this was enough for her to understand things. "I was given a power to connect to others. . . In a way no one else can. Everything you are, I am now too. We are one in the same, Regina." His voice no longer as tense. Even now, she would be able to feel the familiarity in him.
"The plan is this. I'm going to send you out as if you've escaped from my clutches and get captured. They won't kill you, especially since they want to get to me. Once you've been taken, I can find you wherever you go. That's how my power works. I'm always connected to you." She'd notice that he hadn't been moving his lips when speaking. That was all directly spoken to her mind.
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