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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/24/2017 1:26:12 AM
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[b]Dojo Bar
18:43[/b]
"I don't need your booze anyway! I've g-oh sh*t..."
Out from the bar doors a woman was thrown into the streets by a duo of security guards. She began to get up and keep yelling.
"Ow! The hell?! When I-"
"Oh shut up!"
A bottle was thrown at her head, stunning her and drenching her messy short brown hair in alchohol. She shook her head to clear it, but before she could get up fully another bottle was thrown, this time at her body. The strong smelling drink stained her brown leather jacket and jeans, leaving her in an even more demeaning state.
"Stay down, b*tch."
From the doors a few men exited and kicked her aching body all over before walking away with smirks. Even after the beating she began to get up again, clutching her side and wincing in pain.
"H-Hitting someone while they're down? You're a bunch ah p**sies. Come back and fight like real men, eh?"
She finished with spitting some blood onto the pavement. The group turned back around, shrugging to each other before heading back to hit the girl some more. She stayed where she was, raising a single fist.
[spoiler]Open.[/spoiler]
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As the sun was setting, various nocturnal creatures emerged from their dwellings. While the men beat up the woman, a fluttering sound could be heard, and it grew closer. Soon, the source of the noise was visible; a somewhat large bat hovered over the two men and flew erratically, even hitting the men a couple of times. It seemed like it was trying to distract them.
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"The hell?!" The group of men swatted at the bat, annoyed by it hitting them repeatedly. The woman laughed at the sight.
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Edited by Haknir: 10/26/2017 5:13:22 AMSoon after being swatted at, smoke was emitted from the bat, and then it was replaced by a body. The body was a tall lean man with red eyes and long sharp canines. He yelled as he dropped on one of the men and punched them. “Leave the woman alone!”
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A Falcon dived in and pecked violently at one of the woman's attackers, biting his nose, and crushing its cartilage his its mighty beak. The falcon had a grey and brown coat of feathers, that made it look elegantly scary.
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The guy screamed and flailed his arms. The other men stared in shock until one of them stepped up to try and get the bird off his friend. The woman simply snickered. "Gotta love nature."
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The falcon turned around and bit the other guy. It grabbed the man's shirt with its claws.
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The woman broke out laughing as the guys backed off in confusion and fear of also being attacked. The one currently getting attacked ran into a pole, knocking himself out. "Holy sh*t! I love that bird."
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The falcon landed in front of him. Within a few seconds, the bird had shifted into a guy. He was only a few shades more tan than Michael Jackson post-bleach. He had sandy blonde hair and ice blue eyes. He looked young, looking only 17 or so. The armor he wore was sleek, had gew areas of plating, had an unfamiliar insignia on it. He wore a maroon, chestplate that didn't look that thick, and covered his upper chest to his abdomen. He wore small shoulder plating, and knee plating. Small gauntlets. His undersuit was a deep green and grey. Most importantly, he wore a cape with a hood. The hood was made out of wolfskin, along with the rest of the cape. "You're welcome," he said.
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"Why thank you, shape-shifter." She jokingly bowed in an overly dramatic manner. "The name's Star."
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"Fabio," he replied. "Yes, I am a shapeshifter."
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"Kinda obvious from the changing from an eagle to a human just now...." She shrugged. "Do you always have your armor on? I took mine off because I thought I was just going to get a drink."
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"I was a falcon, but, whatever. Also, I don't know if I will be attacked," Fabio reasoned.
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"I guess around here you don't. Maybe I'll just wear mine from now on, eh? I may draw some attention, but if it's to keep myself from further injury..."
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"Why would it draw attention?" He asked, curious.
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"It's a bit...uhh...tight and showy. Y'know...from my sporting days." Star nervously laughed. "I don't think my skill was the only reason I was the crowd favorite."
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"It is what is," he shrugged, "Hey, at least you aren't stuck at 17 for all eternity."
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"No, but I have a feeling you know what that's like. I slowly age compared to some people, but I'm not forever stuck at being illegal." Star couldn't help a snicker. "Not being an adult must suck. I mean, one more year, am I right?"
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[spoiler]I f**ked up. Fabio looks 18 according to Bio. Kali's tge one tgat's firver 17.[/spoiler] "Yeah... it sucks."
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"Well, at least you've mentally matured? Actually, I wouldn't mind being youthful forever. My best years are probably behind me already honestly."
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The men would hear the pump of a shotgun as it was pressed to one of their heads. "Leave the poor woman alone, would ya?" Garin had one of his revolvers pointed at one of the others.
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"Why dont you leave right now and i wont have to show why my last name is bonebreaker boys"she says [i]the voice belonged to a woman was literally a giant. She was 8'9" in height with long strawberry blonde hair and bright sea blue eyes. This big woman had grabbed one the men by the scruff of his collar lifting off the ground a few feet so he is looking her directly in the eyes. [/i] "Do i make myself clear boys or do i need to give you a sound thrashing."she says
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[b]And then promptly there was a gunshot, and presumably a giant hole where one of the men's faces used to be. And there... Standing behind the woman... Was our good pal the Vampire Hunter, a smoking gun in his hand, and a massive smile on his face. Well, what they could see of his face. Which was just the smile and his blue, fiery eyes. He's wearing his normal, black attire. Boots, pants, an overcoat, gloves, and a wide-brimmed hat. He laughs heartily.[/b] "OH MY FUСKING LORD HE POPPED LIKE A BALLOON! LIKE DID YOU SEE THAT?! HIS HEAD WAS LIKE A WATERMELON HOLY SHIT!" [b]The Vampire Hunter laughs and laughs and laughs, before surveying his own carnage.[/b] "Shit. Not supposed to kill normal people. I'll fix it later. Somebody just leave that there! I can fix him up, it might just take a while!"
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The woman covered her ears from the pain of the unexpected loud noise behind her and fell to her knees. The group of men still alive ran like hell, not stopping to say or do anything, just run. After a moment of collecting herself the woman spoke, her tone both angry and excited in a strange combination. "The hell? Did you just shoot that guy in the head?!"
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"Yeah. Pretty sweet, right? Just-" [b]He laughs again, and wipes a tear from his eye.[/b] "Don't worry. He won't stay dead for more than like a week if I don't forget. Maybe a little longer. Eh, I dunno. Might be a while. I'm really lazy when it comes to not killing things, honestly."
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Edited by Stitch: 10/24/2017 2:25:30 AMThe woman stared at the gun in his hand. "I think the saddest thing is that I care more about asking about the gun you're using. I'm weird like that." She pulled out a similarly large hand gun from her jacket. It appeared to have an almost identical design as a 1911, but a larger barrel and an extended magazine. The paint being a mix of silver and and white ivory.
