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Post by Leanna Cross on Jan 16, 2012 22:34:31 GMT -5
Cross walked into Cyber Twin Central North Building with no purpose other than to cause some trouble and perhaps get some new clothes. She wasn't really in the mood for much, tension was starting to raise within the clans and with the small numbers in Kuma, Cross was likely the only one left.
She slipped into a shop trying to cover her wrist so the Tora around wouldn't notice the bright purple. Cross wasn't exactly going to look for trouble, but knowing her there would be some. She tried to look inconspicuous behind a clothes rack.
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Post by Akio Nyuhara on Jan 16, 2012 22:52:35 GMT -5
Akio walked through the mall, doing a quick little check on everything. He glanced his head over and noticed the Tora. He just let out a little sneer. "Well, look at that," he said as he walked past her. He got a good look at everyone, and it seemed the plan was successful to a point. Although it wasn't happening yet, soon everyone would turn on each other, everyone would be looking for a hero. The government would be that hero, once again taking away the freedoms of everyone through fear. It was a brilliant, hand-me-down tactic that never seemed to fail.
Still, the people were being affected by it. Neccessary sacrifices. He noticed that some of the clothing here was extremely cheap and poor-looking, whereas other clothing was expensive and custom made. Obviously the government sold one, and the people sold the other. His eyes once again went back to the Kuma girl. "Don't hide where you're from, it's disgraceful."
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Post by Theo Anson on Jan 16, 2012 23:08:26 GMT -5
Karter watched as one of his clanmates met up with the Kuma woman. He had followed the first one rather discreetly, and the second one... Well, he had to draw a line somewhere. Conspiring to take the territory, were they? Or perhaps make his clan collapse entirely? Who knew, but the pale man looked like he'd be fun to fight...
The alter-ego had decided that half of the day was his. Whenever Theo was off work, at least a few hours would belong to Karter. It was still his time, and right now... he wanted to see how well these two bears would fight a tiger. One of his concealed knives slipped down his sleeve into his hand and he sauntered over. "Well well well..." He sang. "What have we here~? A bear and a traitor of tigers right in the den? How strange..." His trademark smirk was on his face.
"You might want to get out before you get hurt." He said lowly, turning his hand so that the blade glinted in the light of the shop. By this point the store-owners were used to fights breaking out, the clans took care of the damages though, so what should he care about some clothes getting shredded?
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Post by Leanna Cross on Jan 16, 2012 23:18:32 GMT -5
Cross turned and looked at the fancy lookin' guy in sunglasses. Did he just call me disgraceful? she asked to herself as she narrowed her eyes at the man. "Disgraceful? Me? Ha! You've got a lot of nerve calling me that. I'm only trying not to find trouble." She rolled her eyes and continued thumbing through the expensive clothes. "Obviously I'm failing at doing that..." she muttered under her breath.
Cross then heard the other, much more intimidating voice as she rounded the rack where she was facing both men. She sighed. "Good lord, another one?" she muttered. She heard his threat and put her hand on her hip where her blade was stashed. Lately she couldn't leave the HQ without it. "Go to hell, I'm shopping. Nobody ever said it was illegal to shop." she said to the dark haired armed man. "Income is income is it not?" she asked raising an eyebrow to the man. "It benefits your clan, what's it matter where the money comes from?" She smiled ruefully at the man.
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Post by Akio Nyuhara on Jan 16, 2012 23:22:07 GMT -5
Akio walked right next to the new comer, literally face to face, and lightly placed his hand on the new comers knife. He slit his hand with the blade part of it, making him bleed, and smiled, showing the blood. "Listen, I don't care if I die, but i have a little motto. Anyone who's a threat to me, can dine with my in Hell. I'm sure your life is horrible, but i don't think you're quite willing to give it up yet, are you?" He whispered next to the newcomer's ear, "In five seconds I can end you, your family, your friends, all of it...and all it would take is one. Bad. Day." He got a small handkerchief from his tux pocket and whiped off his hand. The bleeding almost instantly stopped.
"Though you're right, I'm not really in the mood for trouble right now. Tell you what, why don't you sharpen your knife on this one girl so that it'll be a little more fair when you fight me." Akio motioned to Leanna. "Because let's face it, if you're not willing to kill an outsider, you're not granted the privellage of life." Akio began to wrap up his right hand in the handkerchief.
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Post by Theo Anson on Jan 16, 2012 23:41:59 GMT -5
Karter's grin only broadened. "Ah~ So you ARE just as interesting as you look..." He chuckled. "I'd like to see you TRY and take me down. Really I would, so you simply must stick around." Especially after a threat like that. But a threat was all it was, not a promise. At least not one Karter would take seriously. He wasn't really crazy about fighting, but he DID love interesting people... and he did like seeing threats to Theo bleed. Same clan or not, this man was a threat.
"So m'dear~" He said as he spun the knife in his hand and turned to the Kuma. "In here or out in the open? We could clear out a good spot out of the crowds, I'm sure. People obey those with weapons."
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Post by Leanna Cross on Jan 16, 2012 23:48:13 GMT -5
Cross sighed and rolled her eyes as she picked out a very bright Purple shirt. She held it up to her body and stepped out from behind the rack. "How do you think this would look on me? Fitting I think." she smiled and winked at the two. "You know you're pretty rude. Didn't even ask my name, either of you. How am I ever to talk to anyone whose name I don't even know?" She smiled and hung the shirt up placing her hand on her hip as she leaned on the rack. "So what are your names? We can exchange pleasantries can we not? I'm Cross by the way." she said with a genuine smile as she looked between the two Tora.
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Post by Akio Nyuhara on Jan 16, 2012 23:53:31 GMT -5
"I don't like learning names. I was never good at them." Akio finished up bandaging his knuckles. He stared at the man. "And why does it matter where you kill her? What difference does it make?" Akio gave a soft smile, as if he finally caught on to something. "I get it. You kill for the thrill, don't you? You have no mission, no purpose, all you want to do is get that last little yelp before a life ends. What a waste of energy."
Akio took a few steps past the one holding the knife. He was now near the counter. "It's funny what you can find in a mall, you know. Security cameras, bats, guns, so many things meant to protect others. You're either overly lazy...or you're bluffing." Akio turned to face the other Tora. "My name is my business and mine alone. I will not give it, i have no need to. However, I will say this. We're entering a new era, a beautiful era of fear and hate, peace avoidance and abandoned dreams. One where the blade is law, and the law is voided. Dieing now would be nothing more than a fantasy." He took a sit on a chair. "Relax, Kuma girl, he won't kill you. He'll hurt you, slice you, and make you bleed to the point of death but...you won't die." Akio's face went back to a frown. "It's a bit of a dick move getting me worked up like that, though. The least you could do is cut off one of her hands."
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Post by Theo Anson on Jan 17, 2012 0:14:42 GMT -5
Karter shrugged. "You might not be good with names, Albino Douchemuffin, but I'm fine enough with them. Karter. Or Theo. Depends on when you catch me." His existence was slowly becoming apparent to Theo, he was certain of that. There was no point in hiding anymore.
His glare hardened at the aforementioned Albino Douchemuffin. "I kill for protection, and if I recall this is my fight. You appear to have no interest in the Kuma." Just because he knew Cross' name didn't mean he would use it. "So don't order me around as if you actually DO care how this pans out. And quit the preaching."
He looked back to Cross. "Now, again, in public, or in this little store?" This would be the first mercy. Unless she wounded Theo all he would care to do would be run her off the territory. But the Tora... was a threat. More energy would have to be put into killing him.
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Post by Leanna Cross on Jan 17, 2012 0:29:06 GMT -5
Cross chuckled at the name Karter gave to the instigator. The Albino Douchemuffin was a major problem and was really getting on Cross' nerves. She hadn't come looking for a fight and yet here he was trying to start one. "Great choice in name calling Karter," she said smiling. "Albino Douchemuffin it is." she winked and slid behind the rack.
"Now then Karter I really don't see why you have to start a fight with little ol' me. I came to shop, he," She glared at the Albino Douchemuffin, "is the one causing the problems. Beside's it's rude to hit a lady."
She picked up a few items that looked cute and moved towards the register slowly as she continued to look at the clothing. "I'll just purchase these items and leave the fighting to you two. There's just too much negative Testosterone in this store for me. I'm not out for your territory anyways. Kuma is entirely too small nowadays to even fathom the idea of it. Seems most of my clans run off." She said truthfully. Her clan was failing, it really seemed as if she was the only one left.
She paused at a rack and looked at Karter. "Besides I'd rather not have to deal with the bad side of an alter-ego." Cross had seen some pretty crazy people and during the introduction she could tell that this was a case of a duel personality. She'd seen it before. "Oh and I just got this outfit dry-cleaned so I'd rather not dirty it up with blood." she said in complete seriousness as she smiled at the younger Tora.
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Post by Akio Nyuhara on Jan 17, 2012 5:25:04 GMT -5
Akio, having picked up on his new name, did seem a bit annoyed. "Cute, but...see..you made a death threat, and I'm still here. Care to explain that?" From his pocket he put on a small, golden ring with a few sapphires engraved into it. He started walking off, before going next to Cross. "It'd be nice if when you decided to start a fight with people, you gave them the courtesy of fighting without your weapon. How disrespectful."
He glanced over at Cross. "You're wasting your time shopping here, by the way. The drama won't escalate much farther." Akio moved his head back towards Karter. "Are you coming, or aren't you? I'm a busy man, my time's pretty valuable." Akio took a cigarette and put it in his mouth, grabbing his match box as he said, "unless if you really would rather kill the girl. In that case, this cigarette should probably be going towards her." He lit the match and held it in his hand with a smile, wondering what the man's next action would be. He stood outside of the mall, looking in at an open door way. He hadn't had a good fight in ages.
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Post by Theo Anson on Jan 17, 2012 19:15:40 GMT -5
Alright, screw the Kuma, he wanted to take the Albino Douchemuffin down a foot or six. The only indicator was a twitch under his eye right before he lunged at his clanmate, knife still drawn. Courtesy be damned, he was going to cut this bastard into a hundred bite-sized chunks and make a PIE out of him!
The Kuma woman seemed all but forgotten in Karter's mind, but he kept an ear on her motions. Who knew what she might pull despite her saying that she didn't want a fight? That was literally the easiest trick in the book, schmuckbait, if he knew his tropes properly.
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Post by Leanna Cross on Jan 17, 2012 20:15:22 GMT -5
Cross sighed inwardly at dodging the fight, she really didn't mind fighting but when there was possible deaths involved she strayed away from them. She'd seen people close to her die and she wouldn't be a murder. She'd already been used as an accessory to murder. She tucked her Hana knife as she called it - named after the psychotic puppeteer child - glad that she wouldn't have to pull it out. It was a last resort and only to keep herself from being sliced up.
Cross continued to grab some clothing and went to the register and paid for them as Karter was going at the Albino Douchemuffin. She smirked at the choice of name Karter came up with. If she wasn't in their territory and hadn't been threatened by the boy she'd go to say he was funny. Circumstances though kept her on her toes with the alter-ego.
Cross grabbed her bags and went to the entrance of the store and lounged down on the ground leaning on the window so she could watch the two fight. She didn't like the Albino Douchemuffin and if needed would pull Karter out in case things got too bad. She wasn't going to let the boy die to a douche who wouldn't even give them his name. Nonetheless one who instigated most all of it. Cross curled her knees up, hugging them as she rested her chin on them.
"Good Luck Karter!" she called smiling happily. She wasn't in the fight but she was going to watch and cheer on the kid anyways.
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Post by Akio Nyuhara on Jan 18, 2012 1:25:26 GMT -5
The match shot up in the air as Akio had his ruby-encrusted ring block the knife. As they clashed, the match fell and lit his cigarette. He gave a smile at the Tora. "Finally you try something." He gave a small chuckle, keeping his hand firmly blocking the stabbed sword. His eyes lit up at the fight, without a mission he was being quite bored. He moved his face close to the attacker. "I'm proud of you." He did a side step, carelessly walking past the man. With his weight in the lunge, Akio was sure he'd fall.
A small ring came from an ear piece. Akio tapped it. "I'm a bit busy...alright. I'll be a little late." He gave a fighting stance. "I have ten minutes to kick your ass. Mind rushing me again?" He seemed a bit unfocused, but he was paying attention to every detail.
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Post by Theo Anson on Jan 18, 2012 18:37:53 GMT -5
After his fight with Mikka not all too long ago, Karter had adjusted his fighting style in case he was ever blocked, like in this case. He managed to avoid falling, but just barely. What the hell was that ring made of!? He didn't much care for the man behind it, but he did want that ring... It probably wasn't key for much of anything, but he had decided he wanted it. If that meant he'd have to cut off the Albino Douchemuffin's hand off than so be it...
After all, he HAD requested that that be something Karter should do to the Kuma girl. It would make sense. And now that the girl was cheering for him... well, he really had no reason to kill someone who was essentially on his side, even if it was just for the remainder of this fight.
"Sort of." He wouldn't make the same mistake twice. Instead, out came the throwing knives. Just two, he didn't believe that the other Tora WOULDN'T use them against him.
As the pair of knives hurtled for the light-skinned man, Karter also dove forward giving all outward appearances of being about to slash again, he instead ducked at the last second and swiped a foot for Albino Douchemuffin's knees.
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