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Post by Situation on Oct 6, 2009 19:41:47 GMT -5
::In the distant, sticking out in the crowd like a bruised eye, are two pale, nearly gray people - man and woman, in dark suits and sun-glasses. They are looking about, searching for something or someone and soon their attention falls over to Siela. The male raises his wrist to his lips, speaks something, then both begin a quick walk towards her, reaching into the suit-jackets.::
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Post by Oliver on Oct 6, 2009 19:52:13 GMT -5
"Good 'uck, lass." Mr. Secrets says with a little wave, "An' remember my 'ittle advice, 'ight save ye 'ife someday." He says with a little smiles as she turns away, while the sparrow begins to get jumpy once more. Mr. Secrets looks to the bird, curiously, leaning in with an twitching ear to listen to the chirping whispers. He nods, then looks to Ren. "We'l lad, gos'ta run! E'joy t'e blitz."
Quickly Mr. Secrets takes a glance into the crowd beyond Siela and seeing some movement coming towards him, the Burmecian turns tail and begins to briskly walk in the opposite direction.
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Post by Renilius Blacklips on Oct 6, 2009 20:20:15 GMT -5
(OOC- Take note that REN is 27 yrs old already...needed to update him.)
"Now what did I do?" Ren asked himself. "Teens nowadays..." Ren gave a small sigh.
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Post by Situation on Oct 6, 2009 20:36:03 GMT -5
::The suits push roughly past Siela, now heading towards Ren. From under their suit-jacket's, they bring forth an odd item - a device that looks like the grip and guard of a sword, without a blade. Upon reaching Ren, they push him aside and begin a quick jog after the fleeing Burmecian. They follow him around a bend, into a side street off the main ring.::
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Post by Renilius Blacklips on Oct 6, 2009 20:41:25 GMT -5
"OI!" Ren shouted. He had a feeling there was something more to those people. He made a quick walk after them.
"Are they turks?" Ren thought to himself. "And why are they,probably, going after Mr. Secrets?"
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Post by Situation on Oct 6, 2009 20:55:42 GMT -5
::Down the side street off the main-ring, the two suits find that their 'suspect' has vanished. The street appears empty of Mr. Secrets, instead there are just a few locals and some random items scattered about the street. They flick the strange devices on and out from the device shoots a strange blue energy/light in the shape of a blade and they begin to walk down the street, eyes attentive, searching.::
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Post by Renilius Blacklips on Oct 6, 2009 22:58:50 GMT -5
Ren quickly hides himself behind building still looking at them curiously.
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Post by Situation on Oct 6, 2009 23:16:47 GMT -5
::The suits search around the area, pushing aside the locals much to their objections - which are quickly squelched seeing the weapons in their hands. The tip over boxes, check behind crates, knock away curtains and check into grates. They muffle words into their sleeves periodically, speaking unintelligible words , foreign perhaps. There's one street beggar, sitting on a rug that they harass next. Grabbing him by the shirt and lifting him up, smacking the mans back against the wall.::
Listen here, you. Where isss the *pause* rat? Speak. Hurry.
::They speak in a slow, raspy yet commanding manner, with a certain accentuated low-key moroseness to their tone, sometimes placing unusual stress on syllables and stressing the wrong parts of words with making unneeded pauses, and awkwardly changing the pitch of their voice, sometimes in the middle of a word.::
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Post by Renilius Blacklips on Oct 7, 2009 0:30:15 GMT -5
"Are they after Mr. Secrets?" Ren thought to himself. He was cautious about spying on them. Though he didn't have much experience concealing himself, he had enough skill at the moment to keep himself at their blindspot.
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Post by Situation on Oct 7, 2009 1:00:04 GMT -5
::The beggar gibbers out words as much as spit, spraying the man in the black suit upon the face and glasses. Appearing to concede that the man knew nothing, drop him and continue with their search. They walk further down the back-street, where a rustle from some nearby crates draws their attention. Raising their weapons, preparing to strike at what may emerge, they slowly approach the spot and kick over the crate... a sparrow shoots up out from the overturned crate and into the sky. The two look to each other for a moment, amused and slightly embarrassed.::
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Post by blazinvire on Oct 7, 2009 1:00:04 GMT -5
Siela was mostly concentrating on the blitzball, so the collision came as a bit of a surprise. Her blitzball abandoned her again, skittered across the ground as she nearly fell over from the pair of people pushing passed her.
"Wh- hey!" Siela objected, looking sternly at the pair but they were already enroute for something else. She looked rather offended, giving her blitzball a kick to jump it back into her arms again, seriously contemplating testing her shooting on the pair. Then again she might mess it up and lose her blitzball, which would be a shame since it had lasted so long.
She didn't quite catch who they were pursuing, even after following them a short ways back towards Ren. "Hey," Siela said as she neared Ren once more, "Who were those two?" She contemplated whether it would be worth running home to get her sword, but she didn't know enough. However, they did harass some random beggar which immediately shot fire into Siela's veins, they could very well be harassing her poor mother. Her hands slowly curled into tight fists.
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Post by Oliver on Oct 7, 2009 1:14:07 GMT -5
In the Suits moment of distraction, a figure swoops down from above like a night phantom behind the male and quickly begins to garrote him with a fine wire between two shiny gold objects. The two flail about for a moment, the woman struggling against Mr. Secrets, trying in vain to get a good strike at the Burmecian.
Mr. Secrets keeps the struggling, garroted Suit between him and the woman, a kicking, chocking shield. The man snaps his head back, planting it into Mr. Secrets muzzle and forcing him to spin the two around, exposing his back to the woman. She sweeps her strange blade but in a spot of luck, the struggle causes Mr. Secrets and the man to fall to the ground, her blade instead slicing through the nearby wall without even a hint of resistance.
Now on his back, the male suit above him still struggles to free himself from the garrote and strike Secrets. Straining, Secrets attempts to keep control of the suit while the female jabs down her sword at him, attempting to avoid her partner and pierce the Burmecian.
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Post by Renilius Blacklips on Oct 7, 2009 1:27:32 GMT -5
(OOC- ~for blazinvire~ LOL I'm pursuing the two figures but okay let make it as if ren was beside your Siela)
"Stay here." Ren told Siela, seeing how the two were equipped and how they fought. Ren was quick to hold the woman's arms steady.
"You shouldn't be really just attacking teens like that if I were you, miss." Ren said. He quickly gave a strong push to the woman making her stumble backwards but it wasn't enough to trip her.
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Post by Situation on Oct 7, 2009 1:42:18 GMT -5
::Though its admirable of Ren to attempt to stop the struggle, a quick strike with the back of the head to the face, a stomp to the foot, and swing out from Ren's push just causes her to swing back around with an elbow to Ren's jaw. As she turns her attention from Secrets and her partner, she raises her strange blade to strike at Ren. Ren's good Samaritan bravado may not of been such a wise maneuver.::
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Post by blazinvire on Oct 7, 2009 1:49:34 GMT -5
Siela ducked out of sight mostly when she saw the scuffle arise, that Burmecian had randomly ambushed the pair, and then Ren went over to help. She wasn't exactly sure what to do, she didn't like fighting and she was more a dancer than a fighter, even if she did have the fitness to become a formidable warrior.
Her right hand glided back to a concealed dagger, contemplating whether or not to draw it as she watched them fight. It wasn't her fight, she shouldn't get involved, she should just head back home and get ready for her next performance, yet her feet weren't taking her anywhere, as if rooted to the spot.
"This is so silly, I should get out of here..." Siela whispered to herself, watching the battle with anticipation.
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Post by Renilius Blacklips on Oct 7, 2009 1:53:32 GMT -5
Ren gave a fast low leg blow causing the woman to fall down. He then grabs her foot then swings her swiftly towards a pile of crates behind her. Ren then stands up straight and makes a gesture of pushing his jaw though it wasn't dislocated at all.
He fixes himself to a fighting stance prepared for any strike the woman gives.
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Post by Situation on Oct 7, 2009 2:01:01 GMT -5
::The woman snaps back to her feet, twirls the sword in her hand and readies herself in a fencing stance. She advances, thrusting with her sword, then swipes the blade back, aiming to strike his stomach. Ren could easily feel the energy the blade is resonating, it feels as if it'll slice him in two even at a distance.::
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Post by Renilius Blacklips on Oct 7, 2009 2:08:37 GMT -5
"s**t"
Ren quickly shifts himself to the right side of the woman. "This should be-" A cut suddenly appears on Ren's stomach. He wasted no time and immediately cartwheeled away from the woman. He puts his left arm on his stomach to stop the bleeding. Though it wasn't deep, the cut was really painful.
He readies his stance again. "Damn! This woman's sword has something to it"
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Post by Situation on Oct 7, 2009 2:21:34 GMT -5
::The woman smirks to herself, seeing the surprise in Ren's eyes as she advances with the blade. She thrusts out, flicking her wrist, snapping the sword to Ren, forcing his back at the wall.::
::Meanwhile on the ground, still struggling, the other suit grasps a hand around the fine wire garrote while his other arm constantly snaps its elbow into Secrets side.::
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Post by blazinvire on Oct 7, 2009 2:46:11 GMT -5
Damn it damn it damn it, run Siela! They're swinging weapons that are out of this world! And she wasn't really listening to her sensible train of thought, bouncing a little anxiously as she watched, the woman in the suit had quite an advantage against Ren. Ren hadn't done anything wrong by Siela, so she naturally sided with him, but what could she do? That weird sword had cut straight through a building like it was air, and all she had was around 30 daggers hidden on her person.
Suddenly her previous train of thought came back to her, she was basically in the woman's blindspot, providing Siela didn't waste too much time... She quickly moved away from the building to the middle of the street, and she tossed the blitzball into the air, roughly kicking it high up, gracefully back flipping a few times away as it curved through the air backwards.
Siela launched amazingly high into the air after the blitzball, with the grace of a dancer she twisted about with perfect precision as she wound up an extravagant kick. It was probably a bad time to be testing the spin ball technique, but Ren's life could possibly be a stake here, she felt confident this would work, pushing the thought of failure out of her head as she twisted around once more.
Her experienced kick was unleashed on the blitzball with deadly precision and incredibly force from the wind-up, mostly launching the ball downwards than straight at her target. It picked up amazing speed, and had a spin like you wouldn't believe, curving through the air as it appeared to be going to miss, to be hitting the ground a few feet short of her target, but it spun and neatly changed trajectory, gliding a few inches above the ground. The spin continued to wind-up and lifted the ball away from the ground as it neared the woman, catching her unawares from being in her blindspot and far enough away that Siela didn't attract a great deal of attention.
The force from the ball transfered into the woman and knocked her clean off the ground and spun her ever so slightly to ruin most recovery techniques. Meanwhile Siela basically twisted and flipped a few times to catch her momentum and land on her feet once more, watching the results of her shot.
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