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| Silverinks | Sep 21 2016, 03:53 AM Post #16 |
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Sugar's expression was a mixture of boredom and disappointment how this entire fight was turning out. Even the thug's idle threatening flirtation felt like it was cut from a stereotypical action movie as Sugar merely hid a yawn behind her hand. While part of her was a bit impressed at the finesse Gavin was displaying in dispatching the interlopers, the other was bitterly disappointed at the lack of bloodshed..from either parties. A faint frown showed up on her lips as the area was enveloped in a yellow haze from one of the groaning men's body disappearing. The smoke was new..if only the man didn't have the common sense of a dodo in bothering perfect strangers over a idle comment. Well, it was a throw-away insult as Sugar merely sighed at Gavin's cheesy comment before slowly rising to her feet with a comment "So it seems, care to escort a lady on the pier?". Her tone was soft, but sweet as a faint glare came on her face as her hand trailed along the cool steel of the parasol handle. Softly humming under her breath as Sugar carefully walked into range of the nearest thug and neatly caught the thug by the front of his throat with a easy movement of the handle with the parasol behind her back. Cold steel pressed against his throat like a lover's kiss as Sugar merely purred out, not even sparing a glance for the caught thug behind her "Now, you, my little dodo are going to kindly pay for my meal and apologize for all the disturbances you made". Her tone dropped into something a bit huskier as a faint blush came to her face the image from her mind "Or I will make a lovely dedication to Jackson Pollock using your knife, your blood and that pristine white tablecloth". A small giggle escaped her as she asked softly "Understand?"Although it was doubtful their pocket knives would be up to her standards..the things she had to put up with.. Regardless of the thug's answer, Sugar released the hook's hold on the man's throat, returned to her side and delicately opened up the parasol with a happy sigh. The crisp sea side air was certainly wonderful after a below average meal, humming tunelessly under her breath as she glanced back at Gavin as she made her way down the steps. This was average evening, perfect after the roller coaster that was the night before. Edited by Silverinks, Sep 21 2016, 03:53 AM.
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| ZetaAzuel | Sep 21 2016, 04:38 AM Post #17 |
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"YEAH! LET'S GO BOYS!" The sound of ravishing madness echoed through the diner along with the perpetuating thumping of a motor. The battle cry was followed up with the blaring crackle of glass being shattered as motorcycles flew in from all directions of the diner. Through the windows, a flash mob of men and women in leather jackets and pants invaded the diner. "You know the drills boys! Grab everything off the tables and everything in the back!" The leader of the presumable raid was none other than Kull Ganzorig. A tall scaly man that stood at 8 '5 as he began to point for orders of his crew to grab whatever food and the like they could from the diner. He, of course, wasted no time hopping off his own bike as he began to push, shove, and toss people aside to get whatever food they had on their tables. Gulping some of it down for himself while he stuffed other bits of it into plastic insulating bags that could carry whatever he scooped into it. Of course, as he went through the diners tables he eventually got close to Gavin and Sugar's table, he paused if only because of the rather interesting situation that had occurred there. It looked like there had been a momentary scuffle, or at least something of the sort considering that some dude was stumbling away from the strange duo in front of him. Slurping the last bit of spaghetti that was in his mouth he licked his lips as he took a moment to check on how Sugar looked. Pretty but almost with a scent of danger. Like one of those chicks from spy movies, not that he would know but the boys had told them of people who were like that. Should he take himself a nice little treasure back with him? He could afford to have a little bit of fun, couldn't he...? Maybe enjoy a minute or two with 'em. After all, he could feel himself starting to get excited about the idea of kidnapping someone! Isn't that what dragons did in stories anyway? Why not play the role for al little bit... it was probably fun. Course there was also the issue that one of the guys had a knife... was it for eating? Attacking? Well, he didn't 'care what it was for, it was a knife and he didn't want to end up having his eyes slashed because he was being careless. Without warning Kull swiped his talons at Gavin's arm without as much as a forethought as his eyes changed to a crimson red. Unleash the dragon for a few seconds, let it revel in the blood, and then go home with a treasure! That was the way things ought to go! Hostile Invasion Time! Techs Used
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| Ronziggy | Sep 21 2016, 07:27 PM Post #18 |
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The fear of one dropping so easily seem to spook the thug. Usually they found uppity twats to pic on and numbers scarred them into submission. They usually didn't think that with each split that they also split their overall performance. This guy would make shredded cheddar out of them. They needed to get out somehow. "YEAH! LET'S GO BOYS!" Several peoples filled the dinner area. Scrambling about the snatched plates, silver ware, and even some purses. This was his own chance to dine and dash. He needed to take it. Luckily he figured that the dressed man didn't know which was the real, but the one he smashed first was indeed the original. Hence no poof. He had limped further back from the clones so he could recuperate and this perfect misdirection of a "raid" could get him out. Especially with this monster of a man grabbing him. He took off in 4 different directions. [exit clones] (Gavin) Still a gasped from the un-sauvness of his quirk. Yellow of course wouldn't be the best part of it, but the quirk, oh the things that Gavin could do with such a skill. However, his talents were of good use regardless. While contemplating more ruffians sprang forward. They pilfered plates, pounced on purses, and swipe...silverware? The diner was a buzzed wit screams and panic. None had reached him thankfully or his date sugar. He turned to ensure her well being since he was at the end of day he was a proper gentleman. While seeing her perfectly fine...Yea she was fiiine as well he missed the baseball glove grip his jacket. Then he heard the stitch rip and the rush of evening wind chill his shoulder. His arm sleeve was now sliding down his arm. He was bare, exposed, and worst of all he looked like a buffoon hobo. His body temperature shot up from the anger boiling from a deep pit of frothing black rage. He reached for the tableware and immediately drove the utensil into the hand hold his now ripped sleeve. A fork... he missed and grabbed the fork instead of the knife. However, retracting the fork it was bent. Gavin finally turned to see his assailant...Dear god I'm not that much of a white knight to fight him. But his pride was wounded he needed to save face. Bloody hell. Listen mate I know you might get hard for all this kinds of things, but id rather be left alone with the misses here. Would you mind helping me with this? Gavin pointed to his now bleeding arm. It hurt and the dripping blood concerned hims some, but deep down it kind of felt exhilarating. |
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| Silverinks | Sep 21 2016, 10:02 PM Post #19 |
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Her somewhat pleasant evening was turning into utter chaos before her eyes as shrill screams mixed in with harsh laughter as the restaurant turned an apparent free for all to the invading raiders. With a mood plummeting faster than a skydiver in free fall as Sugar nearly lost her balance after being bulled over by a fleeing customer. Tsking under her breath as Sugar hastily looked over the general appearance of the raiders nearest to her and scowled..just seemed to be your grouped up muscle bound thugs. A few of the leather jackets were quite nice though, as long as blood didn't ruin the material by congealing on it. While a slightly impressed smile pulled at her face as the apparent head took a nasty swipe at Gavin's suit. A sigh escaped her as the sound of fabric ripping echoed in her ears. If she knew anything about men and their wardrobe choices, suits had a tendency to be a point of pride and damaging them was always a poor move. Although judging by the assailant by his impossible muscle mass tactics would have to be involved in order to bring down this giant. Giant was an understatement for the normally 5,2 woman as irrational anger sparked inside her from the unfair height advantage. Even in her current high heels it only brought her up to a 5,5 height. Sugar didn't have much of a Napoleon complex, but there were certain sore points that a difference in height made the situation all the more unfair. Having to rely on her agility around her taller opponents made it just another distraction during her games. There were only a few ways around their longer reach in a physical fight, unfortunately it was improbable to try and hack the scaled man's arms into stubs without being knocked out. Pouting slightly as Sugar finally was within eyesight of the giant. Genetics really did not play fair sometimes. The mere thought of having to literally talk up to the giant made her pout even more. Sighing loudly as Sugar caught Gavin's last few words rolling her eyes as Sugar carefully made her way up onto the table..to at least put a few less inches in terms of height difference between the muscled man and herself. Brushing off her pants with a casual air about as Sugar said cooly "Now who's said I was your 'missus', don't read into things to deeply Gavin, unless you are already loosing too much blood to think coherently". Withdawing a handkerchief from her pocket as Sugar merely tossed it the man with a spared glance at the man's wounded arm"Bind that. Blood doesn't come out so easily in suits these days..Especially expensive ones". The chase between them was just getting started, instead of ending like the man seemed to think. Quirking an eyebrow up at the muscle-bound scaled man as Sugar clicked her tongue before drawling "Well done, you scared away all the villagers and are ransacking the place for loot. Now it makes me wonder what your reptilian brain is thinking now". A smirk appeared on her face as Sugar chirped out "I imagine it has something to do with NOT ruining my evening any further. I mean I can only hope you understand what I just said..". Her tone was condescending to a sharpened point as there seemed to be a common factor in muscleheads like this..tempers were shorter than their ability to form brain wavelengths. Despite her seemingly casual stance, her muscles in her legs were ready to spring away at a moments notice. Maybe standing on a potentially throw-able surface wasn't the best plan in the long run, but it would help watch for any attacks. While her hands ran along the cool steel handle of her opened parasol ready to swing down the protective dome over her face within sections. It was just a waiting game.. |
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| ZetaAzuel | Sep 21 2016, 11:05 PM Post #20 |
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The sound of ripping fabric was a joy to his ears. Sadly, it wasn't the sound of a blood-curdling cry or the whimpers of a man on the verge of death. But those things weren't too far off anyway. After all, the diner was a frenzy of screams, panic, and chaos anyway. He was actually surprised that the guy was still managing to talk and make sense without bawling like a baby or something. Which meant he as tough, or that there was something screwed wrong in his head. Both of which he was completely fine with. Taking a moment to lick his talons on his forked tongue he loved in the all too familiar iron like taste hat blood had. "A fork... cute..." He laughed as the utensil bent upon impacting his scales. "Still standing, though...? Not cowering away like everyone else here? Perfect!" He didn't seem to take heed on either Gavin or Sugar's words. "But isn't this more fun? I mean when's the last time you went to a diner and everyone was running around like chickens with their heads cut off!? Aint that right boys!?" He brought his talons to his mouth as a sharp whistled blew through the building. Normally that was the sound to let the boys know it was time to retreat but he wanted to have a little fun. Slashing away at tree bark, smashing rocks, and tearing through boar flesh wasn't as much fun as beating someone senseless that actually could feel the pain. "YAH BOSS!" His goons replied in an instant seemingly pausing from their looting to listen to what he had to say. "I've always wanted to do this... but let's kidnap someone!" He pointed to Sugar who stood atop the table in a rather humorous display to meet Kull's height. "Nab the lady and get her outta here! I'll take care of the Suit here!" His eyes focused back onto Gavin as his crew moved into position. "Oh I'll help you out, buddy! I'll give you a nice matching scar to go with the one you've got now!" Revealing his talons once more he lashed out another flurry of swipes towards Gavin with reckless abandon. Man, it hadn't been that long since he had gotten into a fight, but even a small one like this ought to give him some satisfaction! Meanwhile, ten of the goons were somewhat warry about being too close to the fight between Kull and Gavin. Nonetheless, they split into two groups of five as they approached Sugar. "Alright on the count of-" One good started. "JUST GET 'ER YOU DOLT!" Another goon shouted before leading the charge by leaping toward Sugar, the other nine quickly the following suit to try and dogpile the girl. LP & Techs
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| Ronziggy | Sep 23 2016, 12:50 AM Post #21 |
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He love refuted yet again. He felt like his childhood tv show character Brock. Smooth as polished rock yet cold and alone it seemed. While in his pit of pity he say the beacon of hope, a ray of warmth, or vision of clarity. It could be any and all of those at the same time. He had acquired her favor, her blessing to him to pursue her. To court, to win over, to embrace one day. In his micro second day dream it was glorious. Picnics...maybe not picnics...doubt she enjoyed those, but the parasol would fit the occasion. Maybe wining and dining her on a night of frivolous spending and wild antics. One day. Returning to reality unfortunately he newly met foe still towered over him casting a dark shadow over him. She had shown some courage before this menacing man. He needed to step his game up. Nab the lady and get her outta here! I'll take care of the Suit here! Quickly they rushed about them leaving a wide birth though around their leader and Gavin. Gavin couldn't really move without the fury of the man coming down on them. He had sense the women could handle some thieves. He had to deal with the big man. But that is when a flash of light came from the claw which drove down exuding strength. Lucky for him he could easily dodge the giant. What he had in strength he lacked in speed right now. Spinning like a top he revolved to the right away from his attacking arm. While spinning he got the idea to throwing his jacket into the wind and strike a rather stylish pose of dashing heroics. Oh Yea Listen here chief the lady stays and if you got a problem that you will need to beat me into cracks of this pavement. So if you want this to happen lets go little lizard. |
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| Silverinks | Sep 24 2016, 06:51 PM Post #22 |
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Kidnap? Oh this is just turning into a little fairy tale it seems lovely Sugar thought dryly as the apparent leader made that fabulous suggestion with his underlings following in suit by splitting into groups. This wasn't good as Sugar wearily watched the movements of the mooks edging closer and closer to her current perch. While she was confident in dispatching each one in single combat, a bull rush from all of them would spell trouble if they managed to get the advantage that came with pure numbers. A harsh hiss escaped her out of pure adrenaline as her first target had stupidly lunged ahead of the pack. There was the satisfying gasp of air as the thug found his larynx being brutally bashed into by a well-aimed blow of Sugar's closed parasol, it was even more satisfying to hear the large crash as the man's leaping momentum had been disrupted leading him to slamming headfirst into her table. Said surface wobbled in protest as Sugar let a small squeak of surprise as the rest of the pack leaped after her. A solitary groan came from her faithful mount as it's legs finally broke from the weight heaped on it as Sugar's world spun as her back hit the ground, thankfully not under the pile of struggling limbs. While the world spun, it didn't stop her feeling anything as a pale hand brushed against her stomach. Said hand was groping fruitlessly from under the pile over her body. Cheeks flushed as the sightless limb traveled northward until it reached it's intended destination of her throat, with a few digits wandering to close to her mouth. The bitter tang of copper flooded her mouth as her teeth clenched down the intruder as hard as possible, breaking skin as blood leaked from the wound as the hand flinched back. A muffled unmanly scream made her crimson stained lips flicker into a smile as Sugar spat trying to get the copper liquid from her mouth.. Finally her world stopped spinning as Sugar slowly got back up on her feet, her smirk gone in it's place a distinct grimace as the woman looked at her now soiled attire. There were stains on her overcoat from the dirt and her jeans had been ripped slightly from the fall. While body protested as Sugar darted forward and rammed her parasol into one of the thugs trying to get up from the accidental cuddle pile. Crimson dripped from the unfortunate man's nose onto his comrades as Sugar's mood improved as she made a hasty retreat into her back was against the strong metal railing. When it came to numbers, flanking was always a tactic that could be used..unless the opponent was able to corner herself. Sugar couldn't help but roll her eyes at Gavin's speech as she hissed at him "My fucking Hero, now please tell me you have an actual plan. Because I don't". Plans were never her style as her combat had to be fluid instead of restrained, as the woman wasn't below playing dirty as Sugar wiped the back of her sleeve across the faint bloodstain across her lips. Techs
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| ZetaAzuel | Sep 24 2016, 08:47 PM Post #23 |
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The violent dogpile that resulted in the many goons was a rather humorous sight to behold. As they collapsed onto the ground once their initial rush caused them to fumble about on the floor. A combination of limbs that were locked with other body parts as they struggled to untangle themselves from the scuffle. "Dumbass! Get your foot outta my face!" "Then pull your fucking elbow off my back!" "That's my elbow you dimwit! And besides, someone is grabbing my fucking dick! I swear to god Alfred if it's you!" "It's not me! I swear!" "Just grab the girl dammit! It's not that fucking hard!" "Yes it is, I can feel it. It's really fucking hard actually." "Jack!? It's you!? Damnit when I get outta this pile I'm going to-" "I got her! Damn, she's got a soft tummy! Alright, I'll just..ACK! She fucking bit my pinky!" The goons screamed at one another, annoyed and frustrated that their dog pile had only really created a goon pile that had made them more or less immobile. "Oh wait! I think I can get up!" One of the goons said as he pulled his arms and legs out of the pile managing to stand carefully on the backs of his fallen comrades. "Dammit! Watch where you're stepping! You're walking all over the back of my head!" "Sorry, sorry! I'll just-" As he carefully tried to navigate his way back to the ground only to have a sharp pain rupture through his face and send him tumbling back onto the ground unconscious. "Fuck! He got his blood all over me! Ugh, that's disgusting..." One good complained feeling drops of blood fall over his face. "Wait... that's not him. Augh! Stop squirming I've almost... got it!" With a few careful manoeuvres one good pulled himself free, then another, and so on so forth until eight of them had managed to get themselves back into standing condition. The other two, one with a slashed neck, and the other on the floor with a blood masked nose. "Oh no... Boss ain't gonna like this." One of the goons said picking up his deceased comrade. "Grab him, can't let the city catch em! Take 'em back to camp!" One of the goons ordered as he and another member took the dead and injured man out of the diner. The sound of sputtering motorcycles following them. As it stood, there were only six goons left at least, it was only six until yet another motorcycle crashed in through the window, a goon sitting atop the vehicle as he looked around. "Took a wrong turn, cops were on my tail! They'll be here soon so we gotta get going, Kull!" He paused, noticing the fact that the diner was in shambles. "Fast work... even for you. I take it that you've gotten everything you wanted." "Oi! Skale, that bitch over there killed one of us! And gave another a busted nose!" The man atop the motorcycle looked at Sugar's defensive position. Stained in blood it was hard to deny that she probably was trouble, and when it came to trouble there was often one person who was good at causing it... and dealing with it. "Kull you want to handle her? Girl's done enough damage to the boys, we don't need to lose any more of 'em." Kull seemed more or less distracted by Gavin's flashy taunts. "Oh yeah buddy!? Why don't you try and stop me then!?" He took a step towards him. He hated types like his, the squirmy worm types that were hard to catch. But like a worm, once he got his hand on him, he'd squash his innards onto the pavement. Just like he wanted. At least he would've if it wasn't for the fact that his ears rang with the rage of hearing his horse mating having been killed. His eyes were a mix of purple sorrow, and crimson rage as he turned away from Gavin only to glare at Maria. "You... you little bitch!" He knocked aside the table as he approached Sugar. "I was gonna bring you back in one piece... maybe ransom you off to some jackass who'd pay for you. But now..." His eyes went full crimson as he stopped approaching Sugar for a brief moment, glaring at her with an expression of fury that couldn't match that of a human. "When I'm done with ya... I'll sell you off in tattered pieces. Cause nobody... messes with my boys." He took one step before charging after her with his sheathed as instead he balled his fists instead to attack the young woman. "Oh man the boss is angry! Glad, I'm not her." Skale mentioned as took a glance at Gavin. Considering that Kull was about to fight that guy he would probably try and get involved. He whistled as the remaining six goons and himself stood in Gavin's way to keep him from getting in between Kull's violent outrage. "Sorry buddy, but if you're gonna have to wait for our boss to finish dealing with her before you get yours." This new goon didn't really look all that imposing. Heck, he looked slightly weaker than your average human, but his resolve was certainly greater than that of the other goons. He wouldn't be knocked out as easily as the others. Techs& Stuff
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| Ronziggy | Sep 26 2016, 01:42 AM Post #24 |
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Men were scattered everywhere and dropping like flies. This crew was rather weak even by regular people standards, but numbers do count for something he supposed. At least the stunning Sugar could hold her on. The pain in his arm kept his adrenaline going so when the new fellow appeared he was rather aware, but confused. How many pawns could this guy have? While focusing rather intensely on this new fella the lumber man smashed his way over to the women and seemed to power up before her. His claw raised ready to strike and Gavin just stood there watching the strike fly towards her. The lackey seemed rather strange as he hobbled over slowly. His fist threw into Gavin gave a slight sting. They both stared at the fist lodged in his side, then at each other. Then again back at the fist, and finally locking eyes for a the final time. Yell mate I reckon you need to his the barbells rather than the bars. With that he let his fist fly out. A solid hit to the face dropped the poor fellow. Now free he dashed forward rather quickly to intercept the leader yet again. He knew this time it could hurt as his flesh seemed to radiate. With the claw coming down it streaked across his chest ripping his shirt open. His skin peeled away opening bright red muscles and dark red blood rolled down his front. He gritted his teeth, and dropped to a knee. gavin eeked out Oh baby, you got some magic fingers there mate. Want to see my magic fingers? |
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| Silverinks | Oct 1 2016, 06:06 AM Post #25 |
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Sugar merely gave a bored yawn at the man's harsh-name calling before responding sweetly to the man's reference to a female dog "Woof". While an excited smile lit up her face as she clapped in excitement cooing "What, did I just pop some first time cherries, I feel sooo honored". Her form trembled slightly from adrenaline and deep down the slightest bit of natural fear as the primal man began to charge at her. It was impressive as her charming companion decided to take the blow for her, such a kind man. Giving a dainty wave with exaggerated batting of her eyes as she gently pressed her crimson lips to her hero's cheek with a soft coo "My hero! Although, I would be careful who knows what type of diseases this little feral mutt has in those nails..". Angling her closed parasol at the raging man before stating in an overly honeyed tone "Now since your charming boys have shown both of us such a lovely time. Kindly fuck off before I decide to put a few more caskets in the funeral service you should be planning right now..". Bravado was giving her confidence to hide the small bit of fear that growing in her gut..surely Gavin had a better plan in mind. |
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| ZetaAzuel | Oct 1 2016, 03:46 PM Post #26 |
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As Kull's hand raced towards Sugar he felt the tearing of flesh that would dig blood, skin, and muscle underneath his claws. Yet his demeanor didn't seem to change from it's rage induced fervor as he saw that his target hadn't hit the mark he had intended. "Damnit, I don't want to deal with you!" He roared as he tightened his grip on the man. If he wanted to play hero so badly, then he was going to give him what he wanted. He would try and shove him into Sugar, pushing the girl against the railing and pinning her with the fool that would get in his way. "Talk shit like that and I'll make that your face is so cut up, your funeral service will have to keep that casket closed to keep anyone from vomiting into it! Though I bet that'd be an improvement since your face is just as disgusting and your damn mouth!" It seemed his venomous words were aimed at Sugar and that he was ignoring Gavin's remarks as his rage was pushing more and more towards the edge of losing himself. The other hordemates that had watched Gavin dart in Kull's way were hesitant. Even after Skale struggled to stand up he held his bloody nose. He probably did need to start going back to the gym, or at least start training up if he were to stand a hit like that. "Well don't just stand there..." he mumbled. "Go help out the boss!" He commanded as he kept a hand over his nose. But then followed behind Kull as he pushed him to aid him in trying to knock off the two enemies of the dragon. The other five men looked meekly at the boss, who more or less looked lie he was trying to push people off the rail. They figured the best they could do was simply push against Kull and try to add more force to push off Sugar and Gavin off the rails. LP&Techs Edited by ZetaAzuel, Oct 1 2016, 03:47 PM.
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| Ronziggy | Oct 4 2016, 02:29 AM Post #27 |
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Gavin's back was suddenly pressed into his lady of the evening. They collided into the railing with a hard thud. Luckily he had some rather soft padding to block the damage. With the lord of lizard's arm withdrawing from the hit, Gavin reached back and held the girls hand taking the pain away again. His back became rather irritating with soreness. He hunched over like an old man crippled from many years of hard labor. Labor that built character and rippling muscles in his youth. With that he took many women till he had found his true love. Settled down with a family and house. Years later in his maturity pain swelled from the work. Tens of pound of strain wrapped around his spine like roots sucking his strength away. With his crouched demeanor he hobbled toward the towering tough guy hand extended reaching for the heavens. Please stop, I submit! You really are the boss man. I'm nothing compared to you. I beg of you to spare me, just help me please. I need you to end this suffering! Will you do that for me? He didn't care at the moment how it looked. He was getting irritated by this monstrosity and his lack of merely saying such a common word. More irritating were his goons that hopped around doing nothing but talking shit. This guy was giving him a good scratching like that women from awhile ago cat after he tried to sneak out after the night of scandalous activities. This would be his best chance pandering to his ego which hopefully with the second time of taking her pain away Sugar would catch on and bolster him more to take end Gavin. |
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| Silverinks | Oct 8 2016, 03:31 AM Post #28 |
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A loud gasp of pain escaped Sugar as her back harshly collided with the metal railing. It seemed she was just used as a literal crash-pad. Tears watered in her eyes from the shock the impact as she could already tell that bruises would be left behind. Thankfully her head managed to avoid hitting the railing itself as Sugar narrowing a glare at the dragon, which contrasted with the bright blush of her face from the effect of Gavin's healing. Shaking her head as the world slowly began to right itself hoping her cheeks cooled enough. The cool metal beneath her fingertips felt like a slight relief as her eyes flickered to the soft sand beyond it...with the rising tide increasing the possible chance of escape. Although that would meaning her brave companion to fend off the dragon..who's temper apparently was directed at her. Going on the offense was now impossible as there wasn't any room to even swing her parasol;..while fighting physically against the draconian figure before her was stabbing a toothpick against a giant machete...with scales. Still his scathing comments towards her perfect face was enough to make her blood boil. Her manicured nails scratching against the metal rail was almost audible as white tips scratched against the steel surface. An icy look glossed over her eyes as a smile pulled at her face that was anything but friendly. The thought of getting new leather boots was becoming more and more appealing particularly with a few scales on it. This fucking scaled lizard had the gall to continue to spew toxic venom from his mouth..What would that mouth look like stitched up..while watching his men be skinned alive. If there were bruises from this encounter..there would be hell to pay..literally. Still she kept her mouth shut as Gavin attempted to persuade him as crimson blood seeped from her lower lip from biting down to keep herself from spewing filth back. Edited by Silverinks, Oct 8 2016, 03:32 AM.
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| ZetaAzuel | Oct 8 2016, 04:18 AM Post #29 |
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"Not so damn talkative eh!? Not when you're life's on the line is it!?" Kull grabbed the Sugar by the chest, his anger still fueling him as he glared at the woman. "So funny how short your tounge gets when it's only a few seconds away from getting pulled from your mouth." "Will you shut the hell up! Always talking like a god damn idiot! Yes! Fine! I'll fucking end you!" He grabbed Gavin by the throad before leading both of them over to the railing. "So which one of you wants to take a nasty fall first!? I'm guessing that since you're so eager to die first I should let you go first but I want to see you squeal for your life first! Come on! Where's that damn defiant little attitude? Did the little puppy decide to give up? God I hate people like you the most!" He said as he shook Sugar with a maniacal grin on his face. "Man... the boss is scary when he's mad..." "Yeah... remind me never to get on his bad side. Or his even slightly annoyed side." "Tch, we can't be staying here much longer. We gotta get going boys! Kull you've had your fun, drop them or something but we gotta get going!" Skale hopped onto his bike wich had been launched into the restaurant before riding out. Some of the other horde mates still reluctant to leave their boss in his blood thirsty state. "Well who do I drop first? The silent little puppy, or the suicidal maniac!?" Kull's tongue licked his lips as he imagined the little splats of blood that would follow up soon when they hit the ground. Tech's 'n LP
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| Ronziggy | Oct 9 2016, 12:55 AM Post #30 |
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Finally something out of this brute he wanted to here. With consent...present... he knew this would end with some new lizard leather shoes, maybe a purse for the lady. He smiled as smugly as he could in the kneeling begging position and luckily this position was great for a push off. But then he grabbed him and Sugar by the neck showing a great amount of strength in picking two people up and holding them. He moved over to the ledge of street above water. Dangling off the edge though Gavin realized that he had indeed said the magic words. Such sweet sounds let Gavin remember he didn't lose till it was over, and its was only over for the towering behemoth. With the slice on his left arm that meant it was the arm that held Sugar would be the one to receive its present. He grabbed her hand to make sure she didn't fall. It maybe have surprised her, but she was smart enough to know he had something up his torn sleeve. Hold on lovely He looked back at his oppressor. The behemoth was reveling in dominating the pair as such, but he was getting too cocky for his britches. Sorry for getting you all wet mate. With that Gavin funneled all his pain and injuries into his left hand wrapped around the baseball mitt on his throat. His wound on his arm slowly closed an strength returned to it. His chest also opened up and seemed to get his breath back even with his throat closed off a bit. With his found stamina he lifted his legs up and press the sole of his feet onto the railing and pressed with all his might. MAXIMUM EFFORT! Releasing the monsters arm after all the damage was given away he gripped the side of the railing with his free hand while extending his side to drag the lizard over and toss him into the murky depths. If this planned worked the wonderful sound of an oaf falling would be heard by the two as the hung from the railing and Gavin would pull Sugar up to the railing so she could hold herself. Unlike their capture Gavin was not the muscle man, but rather toned teaser body type. They would climb over and see most of his cronies still standing shocked on the dock. Gavin flipped around to his cronies and took a strong fluid few steps towards them. Best for you lot to jog on before I end you like your mate there. Hopefully they did dash away with their defeated boss gone from the scene and Gavin could dip out before cops came around. If they gang left he would turn to Sugar and see how here condition was. Luck I was here or with your headache you might have just knicked them all off I'm sure. Not the best of firsts though, but I seem to find pretty women often so I'm sure it won't be able to track you down again. That is if you agree to a second date. A proper date, for a proper lady of course. Or maybe some tea and biscuits for the crumpet at my place tonight? He held his card out at the end of the sentence and gave a rather saucy wink before dining and dashing the scene. He would stop several blocks away to ensure that he was far enough not to be associated with the criminal activities nearby. If Sugar followed along surely she would give him a response for the invite. Edited by Ronziggy, Oct 9 2016, 01:40 AM.
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