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Komachi Onozuka
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Str: 0 // Pro: 100 // Def: 100 // Spd: 50 // Sta: 50 // Vit: 00 // Spt: 90
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Here they were, yet another of these damned island. How many of these ******** places were attacked anyways!? Moreover being forced to fix it all was shitty. She liked it better when she could just up and break s**t and bail without having to clean up after herself. That was way more fun. This? This was annoying. She grumbled, walking out of her cabin as she takes a drink of sake from the bottle. "Screw this damn kid and his shitty orders..." She sighed as she walked over to the rail as she huffed again. The damned kid wasn't even helping them this time. Some stupid bullshit excuse about paperwork or something else. It was dumb. Either way she'd be forced to do this while contemplating her plan to get fired or something somewhere as they had pulled up to a more 'normal' seeming island than the last at the very least.
Consisting of two primary 'mountains', the place was sort of cut down the middle as they pulled up and Komachi just sort of wobbled her head between the two peaks. She giggled a bit to herself as it kind of looked like a huge a**, or pair of tits as she hopped over the rail. There was an awful lot of ruble around here too as she chugged down the rest of the bottle before setting it down on the docks. "Mmm he can tell me I can drink ifn he aint here~" She giggled to herself, words slurred a bit as she started walking forwards, cracking her knuckles forwards with her hands as she started forming floating sand.
Cracking her head to either side, she smiled and formed the sand into solid masses, forming a large, skeleton arm and hand made entirely out of sand on her right side. She flexed her right hand's fingers, the sand mimicking the motion as she grinned, the skeletal hand being significantly much more massive than her own, almost as if it belonged to a giant as it floated just to the side of her real arm. "Guess I can use thisss to lend a hand~" She said mostly to herself before she bursts out into giggle snorting laughter from the shitty druken pun. "Ashashasha~!" She ended up falling on her back, even more amused thanks to her inebriation, while she held her stomach and the giant sand arm bangs its fist on the ground. She took a few moments before rolling over and getting back up to wipe the tears from her eyes, sighing out as she caught her breath again and started to wobble along with her drunken gait, the skeleton like hand sweeping up or crushing general debris. Using the massive hand to clean up the mess was fairly easy over as she walked along the streets, getting rid of large chinks and anything that was in the way more or less which was pretty easy, even if it was getting fairly monotonous.
Honestly, if this was all she could do as a Marine, she might just damn well lose her ******** mind like this. It was so boring and shitty. She looked around after she managed to get rid of the majority of the damned mess that she could when she had someone walk up to her again. The last guy to do that before her Marine days had been accidentally mummified and left for dead. "Hey, you're here to fix and replace everything, right?" She turned, looking at the guy with a shrug. "Yea s-something like tha..." She replied as the man seemed a bit confused about her intoxication. "That's good but...should you be drinking on the job...? Also what about all the stolen beli...?" She stopped her work as he questioned her, looking at the guy with plenty of annoyance. "Aight lookere pal! I'll drink as much as-as I damn wwwell w-want! I don tell you how ta do yer job do I!? Do don be tryna tell me how...how to do mine!" She barked at him, barely resisting the urge to backhand this man with her giant floating skeleton hand of sand.
"Ok ok, sorry! But...don't you need to...get a list of what was stolen too...?" He asked her, hands up defensively as he just wanted his s**t replaced. The redhead blinked, looking at him. This sounded like paperwork and ******** all if she was doing more paperwork. She quickly looked around and spotted that other twerp. 'something-me'. Was it 'Miyame'? She shook her head, pointing over to him with her hand, both flesh and sand. "Uh that kid! Yea ********! Yea that kid. He does...paperwork and sssstuff go ask him" She said, pinning the work on the other Marine before making her getaway to the ship again.
[Major Reconstruction/Reimbursement 700/700]
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Str: 0 // Pro: 100 // Def: 100 // Spd: 50 // Sta: 50 // Vit: 00 // Spt: 90
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Here they were, yet another of these damned island. How many of these ******** places were attacked anyways!? Moreover being forced to fix it all was shitty. She liked it better when she could just up and break s**t and bail without having to clean up after herself. That was way more fun. This? This was annoying. She grumbled, walking out of her cabin as she takes a drink of sake from the bottle. "Screw this damn kid and his shitty orders..." She sighed as she walked over to the rail as she huffed again. The damned kid wasn't even helping them this time. Some stupid bullshit excuse about paperwork or something else. It was dumb. Either way she'd be forced to do this while contemplating her plan to get fired or something somewhere as they had pulled up to a more 'normal' seeming island than the last at the very least.
Consisting of two primary 'mountains', the place was sort of cut down the middle as they pulled up and Komachi just sort of wobbled her head between the two peaks. She giggled a bit to herself as it kind of looked like a huge a**, or pair of tits as she hopped over the rail. There was an awful lot of ruble around here too as she chugged down the rest of the bottle before setting it down on the docks. "Mmm he can tell me I can drink ifn he aint here~" She giggled to herself, words slurred a bit as she started walking forwards, cracking her knuckles forwards with her hands as she started forming floating sand.
Cracking her head to either side, she smiled and formed the sand into solid masses, forming a large, skeleton arm and hand made entirely out of sand on her right side. She flexed her right hand's fingers, the sand mimicking the motion as she grinned, the skeletal hand being significantly much more massive than her own, almost as if it belonged to a giant as it floated just to the side of her real arm. "Guess I can use thisss to lend a hand~" She said mostly to herself before she bursts out into giggle snorting laughter from the shitty druken pun. "Ashashasha~!" She ended up falling on her back, even more amused thanks to her inebriation, while she held her stomach and the giant sand arm bangs its fist on the ground. She took a few moments before rolling over and getting back up to wipe the tears from her eyes, sighing out as she caught her breath again and started to wobble along with her drunken gait, the skeleton like hand sweeping up or crushing general debris. Using the massive hand to clean up the mess was fairly easy over as she walked along the streets, getting rid of large chinks and anything that was in the way more or less which was pretty easy, even if it was getting fairly monotonous.
Honestly, if this was all she could do as a Marine, she might just damn well lose her ******** mind like this. It was so boring and shitty. She looked around after she managed to get rid of the majority of the damned mess that she could when she had someone walk up to her again. The last guy to do that before her Marine days had been accidentally mummified and left for dead. "Hey, you're here to fix and replace everything, right?" She turned, looking at the guy with a shrug. "Yea s-something like tha..." She replied as the man seemed a bit confused about her intoxication. "That's good but...should you be drinking on the job...? Also what about all the stolen beli...?" She stopped her work as he questioned her, looking at the guy with plenty of annoyance. "Aight lookere pal! I'll drink as much as-as I damn wwwell w-want! I don tell you how ta do yer job do I!? Do don be tryna tell me how...how to do mine!" She barked at him, barely resisting the urge to backhand this man with her giant floating skeleton hand of sand.
"Ok ok, sorry! But...don't you need to...get a list of what was stolen too...?" He asked her, hands up defensively as he just wanted his s**t replaced. The redhead blinked, looking at him. This sounded like paperwork and ******** all if she was doing more paperwork. She quickly looked around and spotted that other twerp. 'something-me'. Was it 'Miyame'? She shook her head, pointing over to him with her hand, both flesh and sand. "Uh that kid! Yea ********! Yea that kid. He does...paperwork and sssstuff go ask him" She said, pinning the work on the other Marine before making her getaway to the ship again.
[Major Reconstruction/Reimbursement 700/700]
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