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Busy, busy, busy. Fu Yunling hasn’t had a moment of peace to herself in days, so wrapped up in the running of her little shop that she hasn’t had even the slightest moment to herself. It’s frustrating and gratifying all at once, a mix-matched hodgepodge of agony and delight that waxes and wanes with each customer that crosses her threshold. But she smiles, joy and exhaustion bearing equal weight to the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, because weeks like this are why she loves her tea house. But she doesn't have time to wax poetic on the trials and tribulations of her chosen occupation, not with six more people trying to cram themselves into the wooden walls of her little shop.

Its hours later and the people have finally begun to dwindle more than they linger, and she buses the tables with brisk efficiency until there are only a few souls remaining. They're all sitting at the same table, clustered together with their eyes darting around the room. She smiles at the men and refills their cups with a delicate flick of her wrist before bowing and scurrying off to begin the frankly distressing task of washing piles upon piles of tea cups. The sun has just begun to set, bathing everything in shades of copper as Yunling tosses another log into her stove to light the kitchen that much brighter. Engrossed in her ritual Yunling does not notice when the men begin to move.

She relays this part of her evening in a state of shock, too stunned to cry and too alarmed to get angry about it. She doesn’t remember the words verbatim, but she is clear enough to tell the Fu clan elders what had happened.

Hand in her hair, she smelled like something he wants to devour piece by piece. She belongs to the Brotherhood of Ash now, theirs to do with as they please and it pleases him in this moment to hold her against her kitchen wall as she stiffens her spine and remembers what it means to be a Lady of Zou. He will not ruin her, this man who is less of a man and more of a garden slug she would like nothing more than to salt to death, because she is worth more to him in this moment as his golden goose. Yunling gripped her glaive with a fury that burned up from the depths of her heart, and her voice rung out across the great hall as she recounted the percentages and interest of his demands. The man known as Jang Li wants to run a protection racket on the Fu clan. If they do not pay, he will take the worth out of all that Yunling holds dearest to her heart. She bowed, and her hair fell over the back of her still red from scouring neck, and awaited her elder’s decision.

Jang Li will die.

The Fu will accept no less.

They put forth a bounty on his head, the head of those associated with the threats against Fu. It was the militia that pointed out they could not act directly against Jang Li, for to crack down on him would lead to blood in the streets that breaks the principles of guarding Zou. Thus it fell to Yunling, pretty little Yunling with her head for war and her heart for dreaming, to point out the merits of foreign mercenaries.

The bounty went up. And the Fu smiled.

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Enemy Name: Jang Li
Rank: C
Needed damage to take down: C
Abilities: This scum of the earth is the one threatening Fu Yunling's only pride and joy. He wields a single knife that deals D-rank damage and more greed than sense. The rolls of fat around his belly have kept him from any sort of long activity, and he moves at a speed of five meters per second due to his large girth.

Enemy Name: Mister So
Rank: A
Needed damage to take down: A
Abilities: Mister So is a high speed combatant, specializing in utilizing his knife to deal B-rank damage at speeds of up to thirty meters per second.

Enemy Name: Mister Ban
Rank: A
Needed damage to take down: A
Abilities: Mister Ban is a slow sort, preferring to rely on the weight of his muscles to do the talking for him. He utilizes a war-axe to deal A-rank damage at speeds of up to eighteen meters per second.

Enemy Name: Mister Shi
Rank: A
Needed damage to take down: A
Abilities: Mister Shi is a dangerous man who wields a well maintained katana that deals B-rank damage. He is a skilled swordsman, able to move at speeds of up to 25 meters per second. Mister Shi has spent so much time on  his sword work that he has lost all the hair from his head, and has been known to paralyze his opponents with the glare from his bald crown.

Enemy Name: Idiot Brother x2
Rank: D
Needed damage to take down: D
Abilities: These two brothers are Jang Li's most odious of minions, as unwashed and foul as they are inept. They both specialize in using rusted katanas that have seen better days, and hit at D-tier damage and move at laughable speeds of eight meters per second.



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A length yawn stretched its way out of Yakuroro's mouth as it gaped open only to be covered by one of his large hands. "Gyaaaaaaaaah~" The loud growl-like sound mimicked in Yaku's ear as the baby Bonehead Akatetsu tried to copy the sound and action moving it's paw as close to its mouth as his stubby limbs would allow. "Hahahaha, you tired as well Tetsu?" The blue haired magician asked the chimera which was perched upon his shoulder only to receive a dejected "Gyao..." from Akatetsu as he realized it was not a new word or expression he could have practiced. The Imuchakk reached up with a smile and patted the skull head of his "son" as they continued their morning stroll through the Capital city of Zou. When the two had first arrived in the city they received all kinds of unwanted attention as the pair stood out in more ways than one.

Yakuror's towering height was average for those of his people, but to the humans of Zou he was a veritable giant. If that alone didn't gain him curious looks then the extravagant blue robes, jade green belt and wooden staff in hand did. The orange scaled lizard-like beast with a bone skull covering its head that followed him around everywhere had only added to the focus drawn. But after a time it seemed like most people had tired of the spectacle. Rumors of his deeds had spread around town over the past two weeks and not the looks Yakuroro garnered were those of grateful citizen's he'd helped out wishing to show their appreciation. In fact, walking down the market streets had almost become a chore with how many merchants called him over seeking to give the Blue Mage fresh produce in quantities he couldn't even carry all by himself.

But today's morning walk would carry Yaku and his beast past the Job Board where one particular task caught the Imuchakk's attention. The Brotherhood of Ash. While Yakuroro had thought they would scatter to the winds much like their namesake once their leader had been cut down, it was clear that had not been the case. Even with its head severed, the wyrm was still wriggling about trying to corrupt all that it touched. Yakuroro read the job description and memorized the details which said to get more information at a tea house found not too far from there. While the smile did not fade from Yakuroro's visage, he felt a large wave of concern as his sense of responsibility kicked in. The Brotherhood was not exactly "his" problem, but he'd assured the people scorned by them that justice would be served. Bounty or no, Yakuroro had personal convictions to help burn this bile from Zou's flesh.

That being said, a few moments later Yakuroro would find himself entering the establishment mentioned on the job posting. A polite smile danced across his lips as he ducked through the entrance and then looked around curiously, "Hello?"

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As usual the City of Zou was bustling with many people. Dynatos who stood over many of the people of Zou walked through the various crowds of people with Ares draped over his shoulder like a towel. The two defiantly stood out but no more than a friend of there's who was a giant blue haired magician by the name of Yakuroro. The man also dressed oddly and had a chimera whom he called his son. Dynatos began to think of how he hadn't seen Yakuroro or Tetsu in quite some time. Not like it was any of his business though since Yakuroro was a grown man and could be left to his own devices. Dynatos shrugged the thoughts off as he continued to move through the crowds of people.

It wasn't long after he shook away the thoughts of Yakuroro's whereabouts that Dynatos heard some commotion going on up ahead. He raised a eyebrow and rushed to see what was going on. When he arrived on the scene he saw a group of men harassing a local business owner. Dynatos began to slowly walk towards the men, at the same time Ares hopped off his shoulder and began to growl as he sensed the animosity coming from the men. "Leave the man alone." Dynatos spoke with a clear and strong tone. The men turned to Dyantos and began to eyeball him. "Eh? Who do you think your talking to? Do you know who we are?" The mans arrogance and confidence were all to apparent in his tone of voice and the way he spoke. "The real question is do I care?" Dynatos quickly snapped back at the man which caused a few snickers to come from people in the crowd. "Grrr, you stupid red haired freak I'll kill you!" shouted the man at Dynatos as he pulled out a knife. Dynatos sighed and pulled Megalos from his. He looked at the man dead in his eyes while raising Megalos into the air. He stayed like that for a moment before dropping the giant sword. When the sword hit the ground it caused the concrete below it to become crushed and destroyed. The men jumped back as the man with the knife began to rethink trying to attack the man. "Oi, I think he might be one of those Fanalis Monsters." one of the men had tried to whisper, but Dynatos still heard him. Ares continued to growl as a awkward silence fell over the area. Dynatos simply stood there with his arms crossed waiting to see how this would play out.

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There were two customers seated in the tea shop whom were clearly not there for tea. One had the audacity to bring his own jar of wine which had been thoroughly emptied causing their corner of the establishment to reek of alcohol. The other had not brought anything disrespectful in but rather showed that particular intent with his actions. The thugs filthy boots were kicked up onto the table and he was leaning his chair back in a rude posture that showed no consideration for the tea shop's proprietor. Both these conspicuous cretins carries worn and rusted katana at their waists and the one leaning back even had his hand on the tsuba showing that he wasn't afraid to draw it at any moment. These men did not order any Tea and simply watched each customer as they entered.

When the tall Imuchakk stepped inside both baffoons looked at one another cautiously before the older of the two nodded and stopped leaning back. They tensed up and sat up straight in their seats while keeping eyes on the actions of the blue haired giant. For now they seemed content to let the man order himself a drink and be on his way, but there was no telling what exactly might set them off into a vulgar display of violence.

Jang Li

Fees, fees, fees. When you worked as a collector for the Brotherhood of Ash all you ever cared about were fees and Jang was a master of inventing them. Want to cross through an alley the brotherhood controls? Pay an alley fee. Want to peddle your goods on a corner they've claimed? Pay a business fee. Want your shop safe from their violence and vandalism? Pay a protection fee. In this particular instance, Jang was pestering a poor citizen over a "gratitude" fee. The melon merchant had been under the brotherhood's thumb for weeks now and Jang was claiming that to show his appreciation, the merchant should relinquish his freshest watermelon to the fat fee shark for free. Jang just wanted lunch on someone elses expense, but little did he know that there was someone out there willing to play hero.

When the interloper first stepped in, Jang let filth spew from his belligerent mouth. But it didn't take long for the stranger to give off a terrifying display of force. The chubby flabs of Jang's jowls wiggled as he shrieked like a girl and stumbled backwards. One of his men warned that the wanderer was probably one of the Finalis clan which explained the man's freakish power. Jang got to his feet and looked at Dynatos with contempt before turning to the melon peddler to bow in an insincere apology. "It was our mistake, sorry for the trouble. Let's go, I'm getting thirsty..." Jang said as he turned to leave. The Melon peddler walked right up to the Finalis warrior that had saved him and bowed deeply, "Thank you very much for your help traveler! Please, take this as a sign of my gratitude. Perhaps that bully Jang will learn the true meaning of the word one day."

The old peddler then offered the very watermelon Jang was trying to steal to his savoir as he explained a bit more, "That chubby bastard has been bleeding me dry for weeks! I have barely been able to keep my business open thanks to them. If I were still your age I'd have given them all a beating by now!" He made a flexing pose with his withered limbs and then deflated as he accepted the reality, "But I'm far too old for that no- Oh look at me rambling on. Try not to mess with them too much traveler. It'll only cause trouble...stop by again if you ever want a juicy melon! I'll give you a discount!"

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Clearly Fu Yunling had done something in a past life to offend the fates and ancestors. There was literally no reason for her to be gritting her teeth as she boiled water and steeped leaves. So… she didn’t. The events of the day before had not been her fault, nor was it in any way something that she could change. Breathe in, breathe out, the world moves on and she has her place in it. Yunling smiles as she serves her customers, a smile that reaches her eyes and lights up her face because this is genuinely what she enjoyed the most in life. Her shop wasn’t as full as it usually was, and she did her best to ignore the helpless terror that bubbled into her whenever she thought about Jang Li and his horrible plan. The Fu clan would handle it. It was not her place to resolve the issue.

She kept Benzaiten’s Kiss strapped to her back, tied in place with a loose knot in the purple silk cord. Yunling will not be caught weaponless until the problem is gone.

The bells jingle as she moves, forming an almost poetic counterpoint to her every move, and her regular patrons know her far too well to comment to her directly about it. She doesn’t care what her new patrons think, especially not the two cretins fouling the peaceful atmosphere with their rudeness. But she will not break the stalemate and be known throughout her little part of Zou as the ‘Violent Tea Lady’, so she did her level best to ignore each breach in decorum the two committed. She could scrub the table and chairs when they were gone. Until then, until one of them raised a hand or katana toward her actual patrons, Yunling would keep silent. She brewed a pot of extra strong tea in a futile attempt to curb the stinging reek of cheap wine that infused the air thanks to one of them, but that was all she dared attempt within the limits of proper decorum.

Yunling will never forget the first Imuchakk she ever met, a man with ocean blue hair that she had to strain her neck and back to see his face. She bowed absently as the light from the entrance darkened with a new patron, a tray balanced in one hand with the ease of long practice as she gathered up used cups and plates from a recently vacated table. “Welcome! This one begs thine indulgence and will be with thee in one moment! Please, make thineself comfortable.” She couldn’t help her eyes darting to the corner currently occupied by her least favorite people, tilting her head in an unspoken request for the new patron to please not sit there. Yunling is quick as a flash to clear the rest of the table… and then she sees orange.

Small. Boneheaded. Orange. Well, smaller than her. A strange thing that came up to the top of her obi with big eyes that perched atop the giant’s shoulder like she would keep a bird if she had one.

Later she’ll look back on the moment and laugh and laugh, for no rational person reacts in such a way to a creature like the chimera. Clearly the tension had gone to her head.

Her tray was left on the table, her hands wiped off on her apron, and ever so timidly she whistled at the dear little thing. A pretty little song, a lullaby her maids used to sing her when she couldn’t sleep at night. After a moment she seemed to remember that the adorable creature was not in fact hers, nor had she been introduced. She blushed and bowed quickly, picking up her tray again as she cleared her throat. “Ah… this one apologizes. Please, honored patron, grant this one forgiveness for overstepping her bounds.” And please for the love of the ancestors may those two in the corner not say anything about the fact that she had almost sung the Cradle Song to a complete stranger (a foreign giant and his pet no less).

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The smile Yakuroro wore became momentarily genuine and effortless as he was greeted by a very polite young woman. She looked a bit surprised to see him, but Yakuroro had come to expect as much whenever meeting any of the locals for the first time. The Imuchakk bowed in kind and gave the woman a quick gaze up and down to try and glean any information off of her. To most people, little could possibly have stood out more than her beautiful dress and equally stunning looks. However, Yakuroro's focus noted the weapon worn on her back as a far more intriguing feature. She was either a dedicated martial artist, or she did not feel safe and who could blame her with those two thugs sitting in her shop!? It was clear that Yakuroro had come to the right place, but he did not want it to be clear that he was here for the "right" reasons. The smile adorning his visage flowed into a big stupid grin as he began speaking with an accent that made himself sound like a big dumb country bumpkin.

"Hahaha, Miss, you talk funny don' ya? But gee this here is sure a nice place ya got, miss. I dun think I ever saw such pretty tables and chairs!" As Yakuroro spoke, he let his eyes follow Yunling's gesture and recognized what she was trying to tell him. It was probably for his own safety that Yakuroro was being guided away from the tables next to the two pigs in human clothing, but that simply wouldn't do. Yakuroro was here to fix a problem, not run away from it. His "tall, muscular, and stupid" routine paid off as he feigned ignorance towards 'misunderstanding' what the lady of the Fu clan was trying to tell him discretely. "Ah...ah!...I see" He spoke before crossing his arms and nodding. Akatetsu copied the body language while seated upon Yaku's shoulder and noded as well in attempt to show that he too understood. Thusly explaining even the Chimera beast's surprise when Yakuroro made a bee line for the table closest to the goon squad and took a seat with his back to them in a seemingly reckless act of madness. Yet before he could do so, a surprising event took place.

The lady of the tea house placed her plate down and took an interest in Akatetsu, singing the lizard creature a song of sorts which Yaku had never heard before. The bone head tried to copy the sounds and seemed to enjoy the performance as something resembling joy could be seen in it's eyes. "Gyao~" The creature cooed happily before jumping off Yaku's shoulder and landing on his feet in order to waddle over the Fu and give her a hug as thanks. Yakuroro smiled down at Tetsu and kneeled down so when the beast came waddling back he'd be there to pat it on the skull, "Ya' gettin' better with yer manner's Tetsu, that's ma son!" The large man then chuckled and stood back up counting on the child beast to follow him on it's own. "Lets go take the seats the nice lady suggested before, shall we?"

Yakuroro suddenly made a bee line for the seats closest to the goon squad and sat down next to them cheerfully only to be soon joined by Akatetsu. "I see why ya suggested this seat! Tha lighten's pretty good here." Yaku called out to the polite lady who'd greeted him and waved in thanks for her 'good suggestion' which had been a fabricated misunderstanding.

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The men would leave from the area swiftly all the while giving Dynatos a look of pure rage. Ares went from a low growl to pattin glike nothing had just happened. The people thanked Dynatos, but Dynatos was to preoccupied on what was going on with those men. He accepted their grattitude and began to follow the men. Ares would follow behind Dynatos as he followed the men. After a while of walking Ares seemed to start becoming impaitent. That is when Dynatos called him to umped up onto his shoulder. Ares did so and they continued to tail the men. He kept his distance so thay wouldn't notice him, but stayed close enough to watch them closely.

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Watching the Tea House was honestly thought to be a cake walk of a job, albeit a boring one. There just wasn't anyone actually interested in attacking the Tea House even if there weren't thugs there "guarding" the place. The only trouble to be had there was with the woman who ran the establishment and as far as the brotherhood knew, she was dancing to their tune. At least...there was USUALLY no other trouble to worry about. But the large man who entered the Tea House made the two Brotherhood goons on edge.

The Imuchakk's size was intimidating and the muscular chest visible beneath his robes told the brothers that the size was not all fat and hot air. The tension in the air built until Yakuroro opened his mouth and showed himself to be a simple minded bumpkin. Both the brotherhood operatives visibly relaxed and one of them went back to his careless drinking. Some of the tension returned when the giant wandered over to them and took a seat as close to the two men as possible, but it didn't seem like they were too interested in picking a fight with him over that.

Unfortunately the intoxicated one wasn't thinking straight and if he couldn't take his stress out on the blue haired monster, then he'd take it out on that cute little mistress of the house. After all...she had to obey them, right?

"Heeeey~ Miss Tea whore, that big oaf'll have ta' wait. Go be a dear and get me some more booze!

The chubby man stood up out of his chair and threw his bottle against the wall sending shattered glass and wine splashing against the decor and floor.


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"B-Boss...we're bein' followed..." A lackey whispered to Jang Li as he headed towards Fu Yunling's Tea House. The Brotherhood officer turned back to spot the pesky Finalis from before slowly but surely tailing them. Jang sucked his teeth and looked forwards as he shrugged it off to give the visual impression that he didn't care. But beneath his breath the man issued an order which even Dynatos' sharp ears would have been unable to hear past the cacophony of the crowded streets.

One by one, the member's of his entourage would break off from the group to stop at a shop, head down an alley way, or otherwise leave Jang and his group until there was no group at all. Just Jang and his jowls swaying from side to side with each step. Once alone, Jang would turn down an alley way and waited there for a bit in order to see if Dynatos would follow him inside or not. Either way, Jang would pretend not to notice and headed deeper into the shadows only to turn down a back street which led back onto the main road.

If Dynatos followed the man through this path, an ambush would take place where the five men who'd strayed from Jang all jumped down from the roof tops to block Dynatos off on both sides. They would try to delay the man as long as they could knowing full well that they had no chance at beating him...

((You can just auto-defeat these guys since they aren't listed as mission targets and are more so being used as a plot device to adjust the IC timing of everything))

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Fu Yunling had come to the rapid conclusion that the large blue haired man and his little friend were her favorite customers. Firstly, the man himself was polite and clearly could not possibly be as stupid as he was behaving. Secondly, that his small friend not only liked her little song but hugged her for it. And oh, she couldn’t resist the urge to bend just a bit at the knees as he tottered over to her. She balanced her tray in one hand above her head and out to the side, a single arm wrapping around the little dear as her hair fell around them like a little waterfall. Yunling gave the best hugs, all warm silk and the delicate aroma of jasmine and bergamot. She let him go with a little whisper, a quiet “Hello sweetheart,” just for him.

The man ignore her hidden suggestion to avoid trouble, and she gave a little sigh as he boisterously made his way over to her problem customers. Well. He was her customer, and the rules of hospitality demanded she care for him. At least that was what she was telling herself was her reason. In truth she rather liked his little orange ‘son’, and ancestors would roll over in their urns if she let a child in her care come to harm. Oh no. This would not do in the slightest.

She followed the pair with an idle hold on her tray, careful not to let her naginata bang into her knees as she walked. They settled into seats and she tried her best to slip into a professional demeanor despite the overwhelming stench of that vexing cheap alcohol. Yunling could do this. Take their order and keep the neutrality. Keep her peace at all costs. She could do this. The lady of Fu straightened her back and put on her best smile, because she had a reputation to maintain.

“Heeeey~ Miss Tea whore, that big oaf'll have ta' wait. Go be a dear and get me some more booze!” And then the drunkard swayed to his feet and tossed his bottle against her wall. It was almost as if the dregs fell in slow motion, splattering against her wall and sliding down. Whore. Oaf. Disrespect. Violation. The strong trying to bully the weak. Her tray slipped from her fingers to clatter to the floor, spilling its contents in a puddle of cold tea and crumbs. Yunling stopped thinking.

When she comes to her senses, Benzaiten’s Kiss is in her hands, balanced in her palms and bell tinkling in the breeze from the motion. “This one respectfully declines.” The wood and metal spins in her hands, her feet carrying her forward just quick enough to slam the blade into the staggering drunk. Yunling smiles as she spins her blade back, doesn’t bother to wait for the other to get to his feet before smacking out at his chest. And Benzaiten’s Kiss does what it does best, chiming merrily as the purple silk dances around her.

This one does not tolerate foul language and alcohol around children. Kindly remove thineselves from this one’s establishment before this one does it for you.

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Name: Sing to the Heavens.
Tier: D.
Cost: 10 stamina.
Weapon Type: Glaive.
Class: Offensive.
Range: 3.5 meters.
Duration: 1 post.
Cool-Down: 2 posts.
Description: In essence, this move is designed to paralyze the opponent long enough for more lasting damage to be done. Sing to the Heavens works particularly well on male opponents. It is a quick strike with the blade facing downwards and the edge pointed towards the opponent, the bottom of the weapon held with the hand parallel to the head and the other hand held around one’s waist. By quickly spinning the glaive into this position at a rate of ten meters per second, the user targets the opponent’s groin with pinpoint accuracy to deal damage and hopefully paralyze the opponent. It is not a complete paralysis, for all that Sing to the Heavens boils down to it doesn't hit very hard at D tier, and thus only has a chance of cutting the speed of both legs in half. At D tier, this move can cause paralysis for two posts and causes bruises and minor trauma upon impact. (Please note, while this move is designed to deal with male opponents, it will still work against females. Against a female, Sing to the Heavens will probably not paralyze the opponent.)

Name: Heron Flies True.
Tier: D.
Cost: 10 stamina.
Weapon Type: Glaive.
Class: Offensive.
Range: 3.5 meters.
Duration: 1 post.
Cool-Down: 2 posts.
Description: Begin with feet held in an easy ready stance and the glaive held horizontally at the waist. The blade must be pointed at the opponent, with a firm grip. Heron Flies True is a pinpoint strike wherein the user thrust the glaive at a speed of ten meters per second towards the opponent. Has a chance of paralysis if strike connects on a pressure point. This paralysis will only affect one limb as targeted for two posts.

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Yakuroro watched with a pair of blue eyes that had a warmth betraying their cool coloring which matched the friendliness of her smile. He would try his best to be a polite and complacent customer in order to observe the situation before revealing the purpose behind his presence here. So even when the thug sitting next to him made an insulting gesture and then violated the good lady's tea shop, he did nothing but watch aside from giving an appalled gasp. Yakuroro's expression made it clear he did not approve of the fool's actions and gave off body language that told he would never act on those feelings. If things got out of hand he would be ready to reach for his staff at any time, but the foreigner from the north would never have need. To his amused surprise, the proprietress of the tea house dropped her dish letting all the fruits of her labors shatter on the floor as she turned her attention to the pair of hooligan's. It was like watching a work of art in practice as the beautiful young woman performed a pair of strikes which would render both men decommissioned.

"Gyagyaoo!" "Hooo~" The chimera gave a supporting cheer and jumped a bit in its seat as its claws were raised in excitement for Yunling's victory over the low lifes that had been plaguing her establishment. Yakuroro gave an intrigued sound of surprise before speaking normally without the "dumb foreigner" facade. "Impressive, are you sure you need help with these guys? You seem a bit strong to be relying on job board postings..." The magician reached into his sleeve and pulled out the posting he'd seen which gave the details of the job. "Does this mean I'm too late to claim a reward?" It was a question Yakuroro already knew the answer to. There was no way a couple of small fry had pressured an independent woman perfectly capable of defending herself to ask for help with such a high reward being offered. These were likely goonish henchmen working for a more capable leader.

Yakuroro sat back in his seat and instead of waiting for a reply, held his hand up to shush the woman as he explained himself, "Sorry, I have a bad habit of being roundabout. I know these men are not the end of your problems. My name is Yakuroro of the Imuchakk and this is Akatetsu." The giant of a man gestured to the orange skinned beast whom nodded his head and waved at the tea lady. "We'd like to help you deal with the issue so please tell me everything you can about the one in charge of the group that is harassing you. I promise that we will have the situation resolved soon." It was important to address Yunling with compassion but there was definately a clear purpose in direction from the man's words. He wanted knowledge and was probably more concerned with that than the woman's actual safety.

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Dynatos scoffed as the men began to break off from one another. He however did not think anything of it; he simply thought they were going their separate ways for now, so he followed the single person who stayed walking in front of Dynatos. This man had a certain swagger about him that Dynatos as well as Ares did not like. While Dynatos pondered what this mans true motives were he would cut down alley way. Dynatos waited a few seconds then followed the man down the alley. When Dynatos would do this the five men that had left from the primary man had come back and exited from the shadows. They all circled around Dynatos with different weapons and smiles on their faces. “Looks like you were following the wrong person today you filthy mongrel.” Dynatos remained calm even though he wanted to rip the throat from the man who had just disrespected him. “Our boss doesn't want you following him, so get lost!” the second man's voice was very demanding, but had a hint of fright in it.

This caused Ares to begin growling and made Dynatos begin to laugh. “Much like Ares here I heard the fear in your voice. You all picked the wrong person to try and jump.” Dynatos looked between the men. “I'm going to break your arm, your leg, oh you two are going to have concussion and you well, your going to be in pain.” The men jumped back at the words of Dynaots. They knew he could easily kill them but they did not think he would say what he was going to do to them before he actually even moved. “Ares you can sit this one out...” With those words Dynatos moved with a great burst of speed. He moved to fast for the men to keep track of, so the Fanalis man ended up looking like a shadow with red eyes. When Dynatos reached the first man he sent a powerful punch towards his should before grabbing the mans arm and twisting it causing his should to pop out of the socket. Dynatos then snapped the mans arm like a twig. The man yelled out in pain as Dynatos let the arm go, dropping the man to the ground. Dynatos looked over his shoulder to the other men and smiled. The men all had a look of terror on them, but were still more scared of their boss than Dynatos, so the hesitantly and foolishly rushed the Fanalis.

Dynatos shook his head and once again moved at a neck breaking speed. He closed in on the two men who he said would get concussions and grabbed them by their heads, He then slammed their heads into one of the walls in the alley. This left two men to be disposed of. Dynatos rose into the air and drop kicked on of the men in the chest cause him to slam into the wall before himself gasping for air. Dynatos then sent a devastating kick to the mans knee snapping it into two. This left only one man who Dynatos would milk for a little information. The man had dropped his weapon and was trying to run; he had officially become more afraid of Dynatos than his boss. Dynatos smiled and rushed to get in front of the man. When the man looked back to see where Dynatos was he did not see him and smacked into something that felt like a brick wall. The man hit the ground and when he looked up Dynatos was standing in front of him.

“So, where is your boss headed?”
The mans mouth was zipped shut. “So, you didn't hear me?” Dynatos punched the man in the face knocking out a couple of his teeth. “Now unless you want a dislocated jaw speak up.” The man smit out some blood before looking up at Dynaots. “You-Your a monster..” Dynatos frowned at the mans words, but did not have time to think about this. “Tell me!” The man jumped before answering the question of Dynatos. “To a Tea house!” Dynatos smiled, “Thank you.” He then chopped the man in the neck making him fall unconscious. “Ares let's go.” Ares barked and quickly followed behind Dynatos who had left the alley. Dynatos then began to think about how he had done those men. Without Kana or Yakuroro around he kind of went overboard on them, but they might have ended up hurting someone if Dynatos did not put that fear into them like he did. Dynatos returned to the main street and saw the man he was tailing a ways up. “Got ya.” He continued to tail the man trying his best not to lose sight of him. Ares noticed the urgency of Dynaots and hoped on his shoulder so he would not get left behind.

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Jang Li


Feeling less than confident his lackeys would do more than slow the fanalis down for a short time, Jiang took the small window it did give him to call out. "Mister So! The command was firm and surprisingly full of leadership despite Jang Li's blubbery appearance. In moments a boney man wearing long sleeved robes was at Jang Li's side bowing his head deeply. "You called young master?" The fat man grumbled as he stomped his way down the street, "I have an annoying shadow...Chase it away I don't care if there is blood!...Wait! On second though, stay close to me...If he attacks us first we can just let the town guards deal with him. I'm going to you little birdies tea house to check on those buffoon brothers." The skinny follower nodded and followed his employer as they approached Yunling's establishment.

Jang Li would enter the building with a loud stomp that could be felt through the flooring as his heavy weight reverberated around the shop. How IS my favorite tea hou-....What the hell happened here!?" Mister So stepped forwards between Jang Li and those already inside and looked around for any threats. The experienced fighter immediately noticed the two idiot brothers on the floor and the glaive-like weapon in Lady Fu's hands. "Mister Li, it looks like we have a trouble maker...and a magician with a strange beast in tow. You should call the others." The warrior's instincts told him to be on guard even as he drew his dagger and entered his most comfortable fighting stance. A defensive postures meant to protect his master behind him.

"If I call them they'll destroy the whole place! I want this place to be usable! Handle them yourself Mister So or I'll send you back to Reim with the rest of your Brotherhood pals!" The scrawny man sighed in response to his employer's outburst and looked towards the group with cold eyes as he began to step forwards slowly changing his stance to one which leaned forwards slightly as if he were about to break into a sprint.

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