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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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"You just shot a man without blinking. Bullsh*t." She placed her hands on her hips.
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"Oh, there's a difference between feeling guilt and a lot of guilt. I've killed so many people killing just doesn't get to me anymore. Now if you walk over and shoot my good friend the Priest between his eyes, I'll cry like a little bitch."
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"Huh. So only slightly a psycho. That's not bad. Wouldn't mind showing you my guns in action sometime if ya want. I'm a rather skilled markswoman and gun slinger."
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"A true psychopath is hard to come by. And fuсking annoying. 'Oh, I don't feel emotions very well so I use people all the time.' Like shut the fuсk up. People like those are just as bad as the undead I hunt. And sure, I'd love to see your guns in action."
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"....Psychopaths have a mental illness. I wouldn't exactly make fun of them for it." She rolled her eyes.
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[i]And nearby, the residing Trayven soldiers caught whiff of the beatdown. One thing that was pressed into the minds was that no innocent, no matter how old or young, no matter race or gender, should be beaten down like dogs.[/i] [i]It just so happened that one of the most radical ones had seen the beatdown.[/i] "Men, draw." [i]Isabella Trayven's voice rang out, as bowstrings were pulled back, the archer line promptly aiming towards the gang of men. Their longbows were aimed for an individual target, capable of piercing armor as it was nothing. And Isabella, well..[/i] "Look at you pathetic fuсkers. I wear heels bigger than your diсks, and you think you're anything other than a bunch of püssy failures?" [i]The woman was.. Christ, she was terrifying for a woman. At an abnormal, towering height of six feet and six inches tall, the military commander was adorned in fully fledged armoring, the clothed portions of the armor being a deep violet in color. Runes were engraved into the gilded steel armor itself, the dragon maw helmet enclosing her head while the visor had been risen. Two scarlet red eyes studied the men, a sneer tied back upon her face while her deep black-violet hair was tied into a bob, to prevent it from interfering with eyesight.[/i] [i]In her hand, Isabella clenched only a deep blue stone. It was.. special, perhaps. She was waiting on something.[/i] "Now, your lot has five seconds to fuсk off, before I make a show of what Trayvens do to worms. One. Two. Three. Four.."
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"Oh f*ck, lady! This ain't worth it! Let's go!" The men all ran in terror from having so many arrows pointed in their direction. The woman slowly turned to Isabella, her far shorter height of 5'4" and the fact she was slouching because of being hurt, made her seem far less intimidating. She did an unenthusiastic bow. "Thanks, I guess. I uhh...I totally had that under control though...totally...."
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[i]A few arrows flung loosely at the running men, as the Trayven men and women shouted insults after them. They were.. creative, with their vulgarities.[/i] "I was saving them from certain doom, my lady. Gods have mercy on the idiot that provokes a drunk woman." [i]Isabella responded, with a smartass tone, yet.. a thin smile. She nodded towards the woman, though frowned as she bowed.[/i] "Don't bow. That's degrading of you. Never bow to a stranger, even if they seem like some sort of great savior. Just.. call me Isabella. I'm one of the commanding officers, alongside my sister and brother, of this bunch of golden lions here. Yes, we're the fuсkers who moved in during the blaze.. sorry for ranting. You are?"
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"It was more of a joking bow than anything...ow." She sat herself down on the curb, still clutching her side. She hated the pain aching though out her body, but thought of herself as luck that she wasn't bleeding. "Wait, are you some sort of law enforcement?"
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[i]At "law enforcement", Isabella couldn't hold back her laughter. It would start off with a cute wheeze, as if she was sucking in breath, before releasing it out as bursts of "-Hahahaha..", a large smile on her face. She shook her head at the question, though.[/i] "Oh.. far from police, honey. We're jackasses who conquer our enemies, loot their shit, rally their citizens to our cause.. that sort of thing. One thing about the Trayven army.. we take care of our ladies." [i]She nodded towards the woman, laughing again.[/i] "...Still need a name. Oh, and names of those jackasses.. we should go track 'em down and kick their asses."
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The woman sighed in relief upon hearing they're not police of any kind. "Just call me Star then. Luckily I didn't get to know those guys enough to catch their names. You'll have to track them down some other way. Wait, conquer, loot, and then rally? Is this you looting me or rallying me?"
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"This is just conversation. Then I'll probably arm you and throw you against the Dojo walls." [i]Another wheeze, and a "Ahahaha!".[/i] "I'm kidding. Though.. you are pretty beaten up. We'll head after those pússies later, first I should probably clean you up. If you.. well, trust the giant woman enough to let me help." [i]From there, Isabella kneeled down, studying Star, picking out pieces of shattered glass.[/i]
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"Thanks, I wouldn't mind some help right now...." With a closer look Isabella would notice the only weird thing about Star's appearance. Her one eye was a normal bright blue, but the other was a strange orange.
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"I like the eyes.." [i]Isabella murmured, still getting pieces of glass out. When she finished up, Star could see a little bit of blood on her fingers, as if Isabella had accidentally cut herself. She kept quiet, though.[/i] "Seriously.. we should go after those assholes. I'm willing if you are."
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"Wha-Oh, the eyes. Thanks. You have cool hair....Anyway, all I've got is a handgun with eight rounds, but sure. I could take out thirty-two guys if I had to with only eight honestly." Star stood up with a groan and smiled at Isabella. "Thanks again for all of this."
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Edited by Weeaboo Of War: 10/24/2017 11:49:52 AM"Thanks, about the hair.. don't mention me helping, I should probably be lecturing about invasion plans.. Thirty-two targets.. hmm. Guess I can't use the nullifier, then. Unless you can pull off some magic stuff, stealth or a full-fledged assault, backed up by my guys, would be the best." [i]Isabella sighed, wrapping the rock around her waist tightly. Perhaps that was "the nullifier".[/i]
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"Nullifier? I mean, I don't use any magic when shooting my gun or anything usually if that's the problem. I do think your whole squad is a bit overkill though." Star looked over at the archers and shook her head. "They'd just scare them off even more."
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"They're men and women that just so happen to be good with bows.." [i]Isabella would have said something else, though she cut herself off with a sigh.[/i] "No, nullifiers.. they block out technology entirely. Or at least, things that the rules of [i]my[/i] world don't comprehend. It's honestly bullshit.. but it works."
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"Give me a bow and some arrows and let's go then. I want to see that pretty lil rock working." Star lightly jogged over to the archers. "Mind if I barrow one?"
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"My lady, I.. very well,"[i]The archer that she had spoken to would sigh, handing over the longbow and the sling of arrows.[/i] "Hmm," [i]Isabella studied the bow.[/i] "I didn't take you for a killer, not like I'm not a slayer of men and women alike. Not like I mind it too much either.. I thought we were just busting skulls, though."
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"Who said I'd kill them with this? I'll simply wound them a little as pay back. I'll make sure I aim for nonvitals, Bella." Star happily took the bow and slung the arrows over her shoulder.
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[i]The taller woman's face would break out with a thin grin at the mention of "Bella", before returning back to a straight line.[/i] "Mm. Gotcha, didn't know whether you'd go full punisher or some shit, sorry.. You ready to head out, Starlight?"
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Star snickered. "Starlight? The f*ck?....Y-Yeah, o-okay." She continued to laugh as she began to walk and mumbled. "Starlight...."
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"Starlight. It's a hardcore name, I know.. think about it, a bunch of hardcore fuсkers getting their asses kicked by Bella 'n Starlight.." [i]Isabella chuckled quietly to herself, as she began to hold the nullifier crystal in her hand. It was likely to draw in any thieves, or anyone who recognized the value of the gem, or anyone that may have recognized Star.[/i]
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Star laughed some more. "Yeah, I guess so. You're pretty cool, Bella. Now, we hunting some scum or not?" [spoiler]Wait, is them gem supposed to make the guys come back?[/spoiler]
