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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2015 4:13:52 GMT
He slowly walked down a trail in the forest. From the canopies, a beam of sunlight made it through landing it in the ice blue scouter. He could see the Ki of his target. His wasn't shown of course, do to his suppression. He smiled, spinning a dagger in his hand. This job should hopefully be easy. He made his way around trees, noticing the crushed leaves and broken branches of prey. He slipped through and found a tiny open glade. In the middle was a single rock with a human on it. The target jumped up and did a series of moves in air. A spin kick then an uppercut, a series of jabs, a ground pound. It was amusing. Still watching, his body floated up as if made of air. He absentmindedly grabbed tree branches and moved into position. With a hiss, a knife flew out of his hiding position. A thud and the target fell grasping at his shoulder. His Ki fully unravelling he shot out and at the wounded man. With a swift turn, his foot sent the man flying. He jumped up and slammed on him, delivering a series of punches.
He went flying back as some resistance finally came. Blood coming from injuries, the target came back at him with a swift punch. He jerked back a bit from impact but then uppercut yes him into the sky. He flew up doing a superman-esque pose and sent him flying even higher. He sent a series of Ki blasts at the falling man then kicked straight up and heard a crack as he made impact with the skull. He bent down with a knife to cut the throat of the defeated opponent.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2015 7:49:15 GMT
[Thread PL 8552]
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"And he's around here somewhere, I'm sure of it." A gruff voice hissed through the ear of Darkus. The earpiece set well hidden and quiet as Darkus ran through the forest at an extreme speed. "I don't think the people back at the village know what the guy was doin', just said he was suspicious." He was in full gear too. Long tench coat with its end flapping behind it, solid black fukumen over his nose, mouth, and everything down to the neck as disguise. Let's not forget the daggers under that coat as well.
"I'm prepared Gus." Darkus spoke simply to the guy on the other end. he was far focused on navigating through the woods and trying to find the guy. "I'll figure out what he's doing."
"Don't get cocky, you're still a kid with much to learn." Gus sounded a bit too condescending there.
"Keep on the line. Record what you hear." Darkus ordered back with nothing close to a stutter. He's done stuff like this before, he wasn't a green-thumb. Gus took a moment before clearing his throat and giving him farewell.
"Will do. Stay safe, David." Darkus pressed the earpiece to hang the call up and proceeded through the large forest with ease. It'd be a few minutes of running before he heard the sounds of fighting. None of which was sounding any good. Darkus slowed on down and started looking around. Sure enough there it was, two people sort of... fighting? it was a massacre more like it.
One had killed the other by the time Darkus slowly showed himself from a few dozen meters back. Just standing silently, watching Drake finish cutting the man's throat open. He wasn't sure of the context with this kill, but he was sure as hell going to wait to see if Drake decided to attack the witness or run away.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2015 15:31:48 GMT
The throat came away easily, his blade slipping through it. Another target done. Now to go and retrieve the money. He remmembered the path to the payer, walking it in his head. Hopefully he would get a good amount, though it was an easy kill. He felt a vibration from around his wrist where his scouter was located. A glance showed him that he wasn't alone. He stood still, trying to appear as if hadn't noticed. "Hello there," he said still frozen. His hand came to his belt and started glowing, energy forming.without warning he back flipped and flew above the newcomer, smashing down with a foot aimed at him. He would then proceed with jumping away and throwing his energy. It would form a blade and travel rapidly, his saying "Ballistic Blade" activating it. On impact it would pierce through with a sharp edge and it would let loose massive heat.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2015 17:00:14 GMT
The masked figure didn't respond to the faux greeting and kept looking at him, stepping forward a few feet before realizing that the man was coming at him as well. The backflip didn't distract Darkus from activating his focus. His eyes flashed red as he took on and used his Demon given power to see everything clearer. As Drake came on down with a foot, Darkus retaliated by grabbing at his leg and trying to launch him through the air. The attacker seemed persistent in giving Darkus the one-up though. As if almost stolen from his own book of tricks, Drake threw a blade-like blast at him with rapid speed. With his sense eyeing the oncoming attack it became easy to backpedal away from.
Darkus jumped on back away from the blade of ki and while in the air pulled out an actual dagger from his coat. Empowering it in a red-tint before levitating it in front of him and launching it at extreme speeds to Drake. This Jetson attack would be aimed appropriately at the chest. The masked figure would land himself back on the ground after and get ready another dagger as he stared at Drake with red eyes.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2015 18:37:41 GMT
He of course got no answer. People were so rude these days. The man was extremely eerie, wearing a mask and giving off a sense of dread. For some reason he wanted to make a sign to warn off evil, like that of demons. His attack did nothing, as he stepped back to dodge it. From his own, he pulled out an actual blade. It seemed these two were similar. It grew a disturbing red and came at him. He waited, making sure it didn't do anything odd. When it approached, he bent backwards missing it. A knife went into his hand and he prepared to deflect if anything happened. After this, he flew at him. He followed through with a jab to the stomach. After this he hooked him in the chin and brought up an uppercut.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 4, 2015 22:25:01 GMT
He was prepared to counteract this motion of attacks. Darkus was always more keen on reacting to things anyways. As Drake came in to give him a good shiv stab to the stomach, he swatted the hand away. He also leaned out of the way of a hook and grabbed at the uppercutting hand. Hoping Drake would stay in place long enough for him to give out a couple good jabs to the face and then try putting his dagger to the man's neck. Red eyes looked into Darke's own as he'd try keeping him in this grab. Hand grabbing wrist and knife to his throat.
"Who are you." Darkus muttered to him. "And why did you kill that man."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 5, 2015 3:28:39 GMT
His hand was deflected easily, and he moved to the next punch. His hand came in but the person moved leaned back, dodging it. His uppercut was grabbed and a couple punches pummeled him in the face. Why was it that he says found the stronger foes. A knife was raised to his throat and a hand in his wrist. He twisted in his grip, pressing up against the flat of the blade. The man spoke. "Who are you," he said mumbling. "Why did you kill that man?" He looked him in the eye. "Money. Greed. Survival. I call it fate."
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Post by Deleted on Jun 6, 2015 18:03:17 GMT
Those words were all he needed to give him a good conscious on ending the man. Though it was sad really, if he were there a few seconds earlier he could have saved someone. "Don't like normal jobs?" The masked man would give this remark to Drake before lifting a knee up and extending it out as a kick to the stomach. Trying to give him a good knock in the stomach and push him back a little before throwing his dagger in the Jetson again. Blade with that familiar red as he launches it at near point-blank range.
"Disgusting." Darkus's red eyes flashed back to blue as he let off his sense for a moment.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2015 2:45:55 GMT
"Don't like normal jobs?" the mask said to him with as he kicked him in the stomach. He grunted and backed up. A blade flew at him from covered in red light. He let out a sharp breath and it went into his arm. "Normal jobs? Afraid it's not possible. My mom sold me to an assassin as a kid. How I was raised. No way I can do anything else. Called fate. What else can I do, let myself rot and die just to save other's life from my blade?" he said with almost a sad tone. He threw a blade then shot a Ki blast.
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Bing Gan
Administrator
PL: 374,871
Enlightenment (x16P), S. Ascension (x23)
Zeni: 13,528
Tag: @bingg
OOC Name: Bing/Biggums/TruetoCaesar
Posts: 3,722
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Post by Bing Gan on Jun 15, 2015 6:11:43 GMT
Drake, your Word Count is 786, and your PL Gains are: 923! Current PL Total: 9,002 > New PL Total: 9,925! @darkus, whenever you return please tell me what you want and I'll grade you as well! Vi-Poi or Kaula ,whoever gets to it first please add this mans gains!
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Bing Gan
Administrator
PL: 374,871
Enlightenment (x16P), S. Ascension (x23)
Zeni: 13,528
Tag: @bingg
OOC Name: Bing/Biggums/TruetoCaesar
Posts: 3,722
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Post by Bing Gan on Jun 25, 2015 1:48:09 GMT
Darkus, your Word Count is 750 and your Zeni Gains are: 800!
Current Zeni Total: 3,621 > New Zeni Total: 4,421!
Adding Gains...Added!
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