Run, Run as Fast as You Can... (Zerori/Tomare/Open)

Finally, the other woman seemed to get a clue! Now that she was almost completely covered in flames, skin cracking in some while only slightly blackened in others, she leaned up into a half-sitting position. From an outsiders' perspective, she looked like she was immersed in self-immolation in a relaxed posture with her knees bent and her arms thrown over them. Even through the whipping of the fierce blaze, her demonic grin could be seen almost ephemeral.

"Just for that? I could have done far worse!" Tilting her her head, "You're in for a treat then..." She drawled, slowly getting up into a standing position. "I don't think this will be enough to destroy the city," She started, some of her flames disconnecting from the raging fire around her and falling to the ground, only to burn out as a blackened spot on the ground, "-but I don't want you to get the wrong idea. My name is Zerori and if it wasn't obvious..." She trailed off, using this moment to move her tail before continuing, "I am part saiyan, the other is part demon. This is going to cause a lot of damage."

By this point, five seconds had already come and gone, Zerori having disregarded to idea about trying to burn Tomare; she'd gotten off of her, that's all she wanted. However, she wasn't lying. The amount of magical element she had stored up needed to be expelled somehow, and soon. Looking around, she spotted a manhole - how far it might have reached, she had no idea. At this point, she needed to keep her fatal flames from incinerating everyone. Looking to the saiyaness, she winced slightly before walking to the hole.

"Get away from here and make certain no one is around; this is gonna cause a racket and I'd like to sleep tonight knowing I didn't kill anyone to prove a fucking point." Standing over the metal lid, she stomped it once and it caved, folding in on itself and falling into the sewer system.

((Phoenix Rage charged to 300% Will release next post to take out the underground of downtown Satan City in a 20 meter radius.))

The strange notice had gathered quick attention as a flaming women proclaiming and brandishing ready for attack was no a bright fire like beacon to make it even more eye catching. Jarvis had been taking care of some local problems for one of these human police officers. It was a hell of deal Jarvis could do far worse far easily to local crime gangs and the dirty cop split the sell back from drugs and weapons with him. A neat little business when time was open. Satan city wasn't like the south as much though sadly so it was just occasional work rather then every day opportunities. Although when he saw his little known contact quaking in his boots looking as if he was about to piss himself he couldn't help but laugh when he heard why. 

The ending of conversation turning into a haggle for Jarvis to go rather then he given his unit was being called in. He was along presently and didn't wish to face one of this super types. "I'll give you thirty percent more on the take?" He'd say getting a sneer and laugh back. "Sixty." Jarvis responded the man exclaiming in a surprised gasp. "That's robbery!" Jarvis poking the mans uniformed belly before answering back. "So is technically what we've been doing." The fat man grunted and shivered reluctantly accepting. He hadn't ha the time really to fight it or he'd just have had to go to the scene anyway. "Fine... I'll call off the dogs for now just you try and settle it quick." He'd say worryingly clutching his radio. "Don't worry boyo. It'll be a piece of piss. My scouter tells me all i need to know." He'd say capsulizing said scouter and slipping it back into a case then the case in his pocket. His clothes the classic sleeveless saiyan body suit with human military pants and combat boots worn over it and black gloves on his hand. 

It'd be just as Tomare shot off her warnings that Jarvis would land on the scene spiked blue hair and blue eyes all a shine. Hands on his hips as he'd land a few inches infront of Zerori accidental between her an this manhole cover. Looking at her ready as she was to attack. He'd give a little chuckle looking over the hot fire covered lass. As well as giving Tomare the once looking over. "We'll I'll be a daisy you ventured far from you cave darlin. You're just in time to see me shine a tad for ya. Care for a drink after?" Giving Tomare a wink before cracking his knuckles and turning back to Zerori the fire as she was. "You can dose that attitude with those flames lassy. I dun think you want to be doin whatever it is you plan to be doin. I'd hate to have to ruin such a beautiful evenin. You could always join me an my mate here for a little drink? Perhaps a pinch and grab after and all? Better way to let out the steam don'tcha know."

He'd say drawing in a heavy breath. Not yet preparing anything but ready to attack should he need too with his own attacks. Although he'd likely only have something to shoot at face value rather then charging up a assault more then beginning value. Here was hoping he could call her bluff. His free han reached in his pocket drawing his cigar one of his last for now as he began to talk towards Zerori. If she didn't fire her attack outright. He'd proceed to attempt to pridefully light his cigar on some of the flames remnants somewhere on her. "Mind if I have a light?" Would come out followed by a grin that slithered from ear to ear like a serpent grinning at its dinner. 

She watched as the woman named Tomare seemed to immediately do as she asked and start to warn everyone away. For a moment, that confused Zerori – she was naïve and very trusting, but also extremely easy to rile up. Her she caught sight of her tail when she turned and flew off, Zerori held a hand to her face, wincing as she accidentally burned herself, I should have known she was a saiyan. She was just about to jump in the man hole when she was quickly suddenly blocked by the incoming of another man dropping from the sky. Did people just love to drop down and surprise others on this planet?! What the hell kind of customs did these people believe were manners?

She eyed the man before her, clad in some sort of military outfit that bordered on the saiyan style and some sort of eclectic one she’d hardly seen before. He was taller than her by a good five inches but that didn’t make him intimidating in the least. Despite the flames that encased her, swirled around her and licked at the she stood upon, he felt no need to back away from the heat or shrink from the slightly increased temperature that came with her need to release the magic. And to add ‘fuel to the fire’, he challenged her to a battle.

Now, ordinarily, she’d have her scouter on hand to get a read on anyone who thought they could mess with her. Given the circumstances, however, her scouter would not function at all because of the intense pressure – she’d almost bet she broke it by now! She eyed him as he moved to bring a cigar close to her. Before it would touch the fire, though, she raised her hand to his wrist and guidedt it up to her face. With a gentle blow, a stream would project from her lips and light the stick. She didn’t move her hand from his wrist, however, and simply grinned before she moved her hand around it with the intention to trap him there.

“I think you’re gonna want to find some water. Fast,” And like a bomb had been detonated, she let her flames encase them both. Luckily, if he wasn’t around she wouldn’t have been able to concentrate the flames so tightly. Instead taking out a huge chunk of the area around her, saving the underground in the process to a point, a huge fire-nado would rage around them. This man could either stay and take it or escape and literally save his skin from being scorched. There was a third option, but she didn’t have the knowledge to know that he was that much stronger than her.

((Released Phoenix Rage in a 3 meter radius around Zerori and Jarvis, damage is 25,314))

He hadn't even heard Tomare respond just witnessed her light his smoke as Zerori sent off flames wildly around them like a deathly charring inferno. The fires singed and burned his flesh he'd groan lightly but hold that sneering grin. If she had as scouter she'd have seen his pl was at 95,917. Her fire still hurt and heated burning away some of his shirt fully revealing half his chest his left pant leg singing away as well. Some of his body turning red resisting but if too long of this occurred would start to burn badly. His skin was charming black in various spots as well as his body resisted. He'd try an twist his wrist around and attempt to grab her with the hand that held the cigar reaching out to catch it with his off hand as he' try. Quick and precise placing it in his lips as he'd try to show her just how hard he could grasp compared to her if he got hold of her wrist. Gripping as hard as he could an would try and keep her in place. Fires blazing around them as the cigar embers flared and ash fell as smoke bellowed from his lips. A hand falling to his side as he'd try to hold that grasp if he got it. 

"Ok sweet thing... You wanna play that way we can get the fires burning... Heh but when this over I may just have to get a better peak at dat flaming little arse of yours." He'd say partially jesting partially interested. Mainly to distracted as he quickly mold the ki blade around his forearm. Strong and clean in form trying to use the range an speed he had compared to hers in the flames to jet his fist forward and stab her in the gut. Trying to angle the attack upwards to stab if it hit from the stomach angling up inward toward the chest. He aimed for nothing overly vital. If she could muster this fire and took the hit she'd survive surely ht thought. But hey he' been wrong before. This was business and she'd thrown the first fire so it was all fair game now in his book and by his code. 


[Blue Destruction[MP3]: 100% Charged and fired @ Zerori] PL 95,917]

Ugh… What the fuck… was the name of that truck that hit me…? Her thoughts came in broken pieces, feeling extremely lethargic as the explosion seemed to die down around her. Her skin was charred in places, broken in some, and most definitely bleeding in others – but that focus soon changed as her abdomen exploded with a near sensation of pain. The embers around her twinkled as the fire calmed to near non-existence around them, and it was only for a couple handfuls of seconds that she could vividly gauge the situation. What she saw alarmed and frightened her. First, it was the she was much too close the blue-haired man that seemed to try and stop her escalating power. Douse the flames? Only a fool with no real idea of magic could comprehend what it would take to ‘douse’ flames as powerful as mine… Her head would turn to each seemingly still figure as she took in the scene.

Next was that the buildings around her were still intact; only a bit of relief since that meant that she had more control over this cataclysmic power than she thought.

Thirdly, that woman that had chased her, Tomare she remembered her name was, was shielding another person whom seemed strong physically. However, without the ability to ‘sense’ power that so many humans talked about, she couldn’t tell nor give a damn to.

Lastly… her gaze traveled down to see something bright inside of her; not in the way she was usually accustomed to. Angled within her chest, still upright and seemingly unfazed by the apparent damage, Zerori could still feel the arm imbedded in her body. When time sped back up again and pain became a very real adversary, she was suddenly chocked by the blood that rushed up through her lungs; it seeked to escape from the new hole made in her body. Her arms staggered as they came up to grasp, only to realize that one was already within his grasp, limp and unmoving.

Gagging on the blood again, she let experience guide her as it simply ran down her chin – to avoid causing more blood to surge through her throat, she needed to let it seep out at it’s own pace. Her cerulean gaze, no longer inhibited by the flames that contorted around her, came up to glare at his gaze. When she looked at him, his words rushed back at her just before the explosion and she scoffed.

You son of a bitch… Not so much angry, as much as she was greatly surprised at his attack, she could only imagine that he could have done much worse to her. Even in the state she was in, her heart still beat.

Numbness finally taking over, her legs buckled beneath her and she hoped he’d take the offending appendage out of her before she inadvertently caused more damage to herself. She groaned loudly, nauseated and sickened, before her wit kicked back into gear and she spoke… albeit brokenly.

“Did you… have to stick your hand… in me on the first date?” She spat, even as her eyes started to close and her mind fade to unconsciousness. She couldn’t even wonder if she was going to wake up again before the shock of everything knocked her – literally – out.

((Aaaaand KO'ed~ thanks for playin' folks~ lmao))

She was limp in his arms and the flames extinguished. Well she was in one arm and the other arm was in her as it were. He could feel her insides and was also thinkful for the coolness of the fire gone. An even though the blood was warm it felt much better then fire burning at his flesh. "Sweet dreams lass... and yea. I leave em walking funny and falling off their feet after my first dates. Really stick it deep..." Snickering as he held her to keep her from falling. A squishy sound as he rolled his eyes to Tomare an yanked his out of her as she asked. Blood splatting on the ground from the wound. Jarvis would then proceed to pick up Zerori bridal style and carry her in his arms the belly wound facing the sky to keep things from falling out. "Tough little tailed girly isn't she... She won't die. Mark me words she'll be back up at at em in no time love." These tough ones boy that got his blood boiling and hot. If he'd met this firy doll someplace else he'd have went for more then a arm to be going inside her. But that'd be for some other time. For now Tomare seemed worried. Tomare being the only one who could tug Jarvis's heard quickly got his attention. 

"We could take her someplace to recover if you prefer. But I'm not leaving till she wakes up. Wanna get a feel for what kind of women she is... don't were her scorching you up when she wakes do we? She'll likely be in a rough mood don't cha know." He spoke jestfully and acted a bit rough but he knew how to carry a woman. Soft in his grasp and as easy on her as he could be. She was in good arms, You had to know how to treat a lady to enjoy the life Jarvis did. The style similar to the carrying method he'd used to seduce Tomare. He himself not realizing he was doing it. It was just natural to him at this point to be sweet an charming towards anyone that took his fancy. He did latch onto quickly to things he wanted. He was a pirate after all. He'd take what he pleased and do as he liked. 

Tomare looks at Jarvis and nods slowly after he says they should take her somewhere. "Yes, we should.. lets take her to my cave, I should be able to heal her up a bit.. she wont feel the greatest but she will be alive." She looks at the unconscious Zerori and smiles lightly. "She is interesting to me... very interesting.."