The Capital Trade Route [Jahangir/Jian]

JOB INFO:

"Tang!"

The clash of steal resonated through a thin film of air, adrenaline pumped through his body. Their was a vibrant color to his eyes as he pushed the mans blade off with his sword and dropped down taking a sweep at his feet. The man jumped over Jahans leg kicking at his face, Jahan took the attack and rolled with it. The damage was fairly low, just causing a bruise and a bit of pain. Jahan Chucked his blade at the man, his Fanalis strength sending his sword rapidly through the air to pierce the mans jeans. The man's eyes gaped wide as he saw Jahangir pounce at him.

The man leapt out of the way of Jahangirs pounce avoiding Jahans attack, which instead tore threw a stack of wooden boxes. The sea sprayed a fine mist onto the boat, the misty sensation only did more to hype Jahan up. How did it come to this how did Jahan get here? Atop a boat, fighting a pirate? This was everyday for Jahan wasn't it, just another weird adventure after the other. Today however was especially odd because he had never been on a boat. He was on another job, the first he had taken after establishing his guild Typhon.

The objective was rather simple, he had been commission from "Captain Harpbutt", or whatever his name was. He had to protect this load of cargo with his crew, who he qouted "could handle most riff raff". His partner was a man going by the name Jian whom he had met and barely been able to talk to, he was hoping they would get acquainted on the battle field--err boat. However this was probably the most fun that Jahan was having in his life. As the boat swayed back and fort he performed acrobatic feats while fighting, throwing punches and kicks with back flips. It was all rather flashy but who cared about flashy when it worked?

Jahan definitely didn't care.

His opponent at the moment was a rather tenacious fellow. He went by the name One Eye, no this time Jahan wouldn't have to insult his enemies identity, his mother had already done that. Thank you Mrs. Left eye for making my job easier. He loved it when they did the work for him. Jahangir was snapped out of a daze by a sizable fire ball being shot at him, he quickly ducked and rolled out of the way only for more fireballs to be hurled at him. It was One Eyes Rustic Shot, a formidable attack.

"I really should make something to handle Fire based Attacks really" Jahan thought to himself. A large fireball shot at Jahan, whom dodged it with a simple sidestep. He could feel the heat from the flames as it past him by.

"Phew~" Jahan Whisted. "That must have been a slow ball huh?: Jahan teased. One eye was piss, and Jahan figured he must have gotten something else stuck in his eyes. However Jahangir was curious of one thing.

"Hows your fight going Jian?" he bellowed from across the boat.

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516 words /FULL STAMINA

What... what the hell was...

Jian prided himself on the ability to keep up with events as they happened. He was a very sharp man, and his years of dealing with clients had given him a basic understanding of the human psyche. These two facts combined to allow him to stay above other people in almost everything, taking control of even the most desperate situations. It was a huge part of his fighting style. That being said, he was confused as to how this had happened.

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Jian didn't even have to struggle to keep up with the swinging of the boat upon the water. Instead, he flowed as the water did, constantly swaying and adjusting his position as he made his way across the deck, moving towards his target; one of the lackeys.

He couldn't afford to throw his weapon this time (if it went overboard, it was gone forever) so instead he went in with his physical strength, spinning and slicing the man across the throat with his left fan, a foot planted on his chest kicking him overboard with a gargling scream.

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He had been hired to look after a ship from some old man who wanted him to help them get their cargo to another part of the Empire. Or, what was left of the empire at any rate. Though, perhaps he said "wanted them" as he had been assigned to work with someone he'd never met before - a man with unarguably Heliohaptian descent.

Now, he had met plenty of people from Heliohapt in his day, and he knew that their culture was a very fascinating one, but said culture often made them difficult to get along with. they were a proud nation, and often that pride made them irritating as all hell. However, this kid was irritating for a whole different reason. He was... nice.

Now, don't get me wrong - Jian had no problem with nice people. His line of work was often difficult socially, but it was always good to meet new people. Unfortunately, there was such a thing as too nice. It felt like this guy was trying to ingratiate himself, he was cheeky and playful and Jian had to put up with a lot over the trip from him and the man that his "companion" had affectionately called "harpbutt"

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Flicking his fan to get rid of the obtue amount of blood that had gushed out of his throat, he smiled towards his fighting partner who was obviously having just about the same amount of luck. "Worry less about me, Jahan, and more about yourself. I'd hate for you to ruin that pretty outfit of yours with blood."

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Somehow, after almost a day worth of travelling with his companions they'd wound up in some sort of cave through a mountain. It was essentially a canal, constructed to cut off ten days of having to sail around the mountain. It was clearly the work of a very skilled magician, and he would have spent time admiring it but, before he knew it, they were under attack.

and he still barely knew what was going on.

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Action 1: Cut with D rank weapon
Action 2: Kick off ship

Stamina full

Jahan laughed at his Kou "companion's" quip. Maybe the man didnt believe Jahan had ever killed anyone? Truth be told Jahan was always doing things at the expense of other peoples lives, and stabbing someone at this point was almost common practice.

"Ive actually been meaning to try a hint of red though" Jahangir said as he ran towards the man. His initial speed was great but as he reached full speed there was little ways for the man to escape him. Yet One eye was a skilled pirate and wouldn't be defeated so easily, with his skill just above Jahangirs this would prove to be an interesting fight.

Jahangir was in some sort of cave mountain, which he found to be extremely cool. That was just about all he could say for the place it was cool and mysterious. Jahan met the man with another punch which one eye was able to avoid once again. He was getting nowhere, they were running around in circles, and with one eye constantly challenging him in bouts of acrobatics, Jahan just couldnt let up. He eventually made it back to the starting point with his sword in hand again.

Now Jahangir was actually aggravated, this guy was extremely slippery, well mainly due to the point that Jahan was more less trying to kill him quickly than out do him in flashy-ness; and then kill him.

"Its alll a process" Jahan thought, he picked his sword back up which he had previously thrown and raised it in order to fight this man properly. He would have to show some true skill instead of punching and kicking his enemies into submission like usual.

"The Good ol' Days"

He dashed towards One eye again and there battle continued. One eye attacked twice with his swords, a basic attack pattern he dubbed Trusty Blade. Jahangir saw this as a opportunity and put all of his strength into his technique "Get lifted'". Rusty stopped to block the downward strike not knowing what would come of it. The force from the strike sent the man flying several meters away. The attack Dealt One eye D-rank damage as he slammed into one of the ships masts. Dazed he could only see Jahangir charging towards him, He fled up a ladder skillfully in order to avoid being minced while he was still in a dazed stage. Jahangir followed ready to put an end to this fool. He had enough of the games for one day, it was about time that Jahan got paid.

Halfway up the ladder One eye got a idea, He jumped back down off the ladder in order to buy more time, then he shot another fireball at Jahangir with Rustic Shot. Quickly Jahangir Kicked off the ladder and flipped over the fireball, one eye was becoming sloppy now and he was obviously desperate. This would become his demise, it must have been the display of Jahangirs strength that did it and thoroughly scared the crap out of the man.

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503 + (516) 1019 words/ 100 stamina

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So far the battle was going well. Despite the fact that the sea was the domain of their opponents, it didn't seem to be giving them much of an advantage. Sure, it made it very difficult for Jian to fight at full strength, but even at half strength they weren't exactly very hard to beat. He'd often heard that pirates were ex-navy who had gone rogue, but he couldn't help but wonder if these men had been dishonourably discharged for simply not being good at their jobs. 

The exception to that rule, and there is an exception to every rule before someone complains, is the fact that the captain was actually holding his own. The old idiot was actually firing fireballs at a wooden ship that he had thrown himself onto. Their own vessel had long since been passed, and now the captain was trapped on here just as much as anyone else was. He was either an idiot or suicidal... or both. 

Finally deciding that enough was enough, Jian decided to assist his compatriot with the captain. There was one lackey left who might actually pose a threat, but he had obviously realized his own captain's stupidity as well as he was off his guard. Were Jian to press the situation, he could be defeated with ease, but he had more important things to do right now. 

"Keep him busy, Jahan. If he keeps using those fireballs we're gonna go down in flames, and I don't think any of us could survive swimming to shore." Moving to the side, Jian decided that he had to do something to supplement Jahan's own action, and that surviving was worth risking losing his blade.

Shoving his hand into his tunic's inner pocket, he pulled out his well-used red crystal vial, before dosing the end of his red fan with the liquid inside. He had to use more than usual, since he wasn't sure which side would cut through the man, but it would be worth it. 

With a moment of aiming, Jian loosed the fan, letting it curve through the air like a boomerang. Jahan's distraction of the man allowed him to not be thinking about where his legs were moving and, with a cry, quickly found out why that was a bad idea as the blade sliced through his flesh just above his knee; a glancing wound but no less a wound. 

As he stumbled backwards, he'd find the blood oozing its way through his system, dulling his reaction speeds. Furthermore, with his head beginning to simulate a strong feeling of dizziness, compiling onto the rocking of the boat to generate a strong feeling of Kinetosis. To the uninitiated, the captain's sea legs weren't working no more. 

Lucky for Jian, his aiming had paid off - the fan continued flying through the air before finally cutting into the ship's guardrail, digging hard into the wood and keeping a tight position there. It'd be hard to pull out, but it wasn't lost at least. 

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actions taken | Stamina: 170/200:

"Keep him busy, Jahan. If he keeps using those fireballs we're gonna go down in flames, and I don't think any of us could survive swimming to shore."

"Yea Yea Yea" Jahan said while flipping through the air descending towards One eye. The captain unlike his lackeys had some skill in battle and he was gutsy. Jian was correct however , the man probably was resolved enough to kill us or take us out with him. This was more than a fight to this man, this was for his life, not that he was wrong or anything, Jahangir never really thought about letting the man live.

Jian threw his fan... Thing through the air, which sliced One eye. Jahan gritted his teeth he had all of this under control in his mind. He focused his power into his legs, this would be the last exchange that he had with this man. No more time could he waste, the battle was officially stale now that he needed help. Jahangir landed on the ships Deck with his technique "Descending Dragon". The attack ripped flanks of Wood from the ships Deck, caused a shock wave from .5 meters from Jahangir, and lastly knocked One eye off of his feet. The power form the move was even able to make the ship sway to the side a bit, a threat of capsizing was made apparent but quickly died down when the ship balanced back out.

Jahan wouldnt waste the opportunity however, he mounted one eye quickly and began a brutal beat down. One eye attempted to fight back but he was a lot... Slower than he usually was. Jahan punched him, over and over and over again. Soon the pirates eyes closed for the last time and Jahangir stood up, almost shivering at his own brutality. But I mean it had to be done, He was pretty sure One eye had done far worse than people. More importantly, Jahangir had bills to pay he couldn't go around letting his clients enemies live. Who in the world would pay him?

Jahan stood up examining the batte field around him now. He had thoroughly trashed the place Wood scrap was everywhere. Blood, Rope and precious cargo was damaged. Hole were in things that he was sure weren't suppose to have holes in them, it was just a mess. There would have to be extensive repairs done to this ship, but Jahangir didnt care. If Captain Harpbutt tried to short him his pay he'd kick his ass, and he was sure that Jian would do something similar. Or worse, even though he had only so much time to talk to the man he noticed an odd coldness to his personality. Tons of people today were like that though, nobody trusted the other and companionship was dying off. Not that that made any difference, jahangir would continue to do what he always had done anyway.

Finished for the day Jahan laid across a series of crates.

"Hey you handle the other guy kay?" He yelled to Jian.

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As the fight on the upper deck continued, Jahan called out that Jian should focus on his own fight. This was his fight, he would argue, except for the fact that it simply didn't seem necessary. It seemed like the boy had everything in his hands, and for some reason Jian got the feeling he could trust him with this. So, with that, he turned his head towards the pirate, smiling wickedly at the man as he realized exactly what was about to happen. 

Pulling out his sword, it appeared that he decided that if he was going down, he was going to go down swinging. A very admiral decision for someone like this, but it certainly wasn't a smart one. He'd have had a better chance surviving if he'd thrown himself overboard. Jian would have to make this quick and painless in respect of the man's abundant courage (or, perhaps, sparse braincells)

The man struck first, and whilst Jian could normally dodge an attack like that with ease normally, the ship took this moment to lurch, catching jian off guard and letting the man deliver a blow to his shoulder. Tssh, Jian exhaled through gritted teeth in an attempt to avoid screaming. That blow actually really fucking hurt. Fuck respect, this was going to be painful for him. 

Thankfully to Jian, it was at this moment that the ship got out of the strongest part of the waves inside the passage, allowing him a smoother bit of movement. Now there was no lurching of the boat, Jian moved with the perfect fluidity of a dancer around the man's blows. It was obvious that he was barely having to try to avoid this guy, and that fact alone seemed to infuriate his opponent, causing him to become sloppier as the blows went one. 

Swipe, step, thrust, side-step, swing, duck - Every single attempt seemed more desperate and badly performed than the last, slowly degrading until finally Jian managed to get behind him, delivering a punch with the bare palm of his hand, slamming into the man's pressure point. 

As the man's body began to lock up on him, there was an obvious moment of panic as he tried to move his resistant body one last time, almost begging his body to allow him to escape. 
"Sorry, boy, but you really should've just dived overboard." With that, Jian launched an upper-cut of a kick to his victim's chin, strong enough to launch him into the air. 

The "ball" shot through the air for a second, before a second blow sent him flying off the ship, crashing into the water below. He wouldn't be able to swim with that little paralysis trick of his, and if you couldn't swim... well, this wasn't the kind of place you wanted to be. 

Jian tried never to be cruel. He honestly did, but those who picked a fight had to be eradicated. 

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1500+/1500

Action 1: Xunsu
Action 2: Upper-cut kick
Action 3: Kick overboard. 

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