Re: Serious : Chapter I A Lighter, A Lampshade and a Jail Cell

[Guest]

Coyote still dazed from the assault from Zelda was caught unawares as she rammed his head into the whole that had been left behind from her forcibly removing her “hair” from the plaster of the wall. Colliding with the inner structures of the building Coyote fell back flat on his shoulders as he stared towards the ceiling half dazed half concussed.

Suddenly, the door to the office swung open as a swarm of around 5 soldiers equipped with flintlocks and cutlasses burst through the door as the edge of the door struck Coyote in the back of his head which only added to the pain he already was in as he was squeezed up against the skirting board of the wall.

“WARDEN. We heard a commotion are you okay!?” asked one of the guards before realising the condition of the Warden slumped in the far corner of the office and the rubble and debris that coated the once clean carpet of the room. Noticing the approaching Zelda towards the Warden the guard quickly aimed his flintlock and fired a bullet at the forehead of the fast approaching Zelda.

[Vaetric]

Zelda would tread over debris to get to the warden. Both her hands would be moved back, in a lion-like stance as she prepared to deal the deathly blow to the warden. She’d sense something amiss, however, and she’d stop as she notices the guards standing in the doorway. She’d stare at them, feeling more than a twinge of annoyance but she didn’t let that show.
 
One would aim toward her and she’d vault forwards, switching her two arms into blades and place them in front of her. She wouldn’t be able to see but it protected her from the bullets. She’d turn and run toward them, aiming to quickly let out a wide slice from her chest to all around her at the last moment.

[Guest]

The brief distraction from the approaching guards gave Coyote enough time to recover as he crawled to his knees and outstretched his palm in an effort to block the income slash from Zelda’s arm.

Repel

As he made his way to his knees Coyote finally found his feet as he walked towards Zelda with his palm outstretched still in an effort to stop the attack from the bladed Zelda. Out of nowhere there was a loud bang…the unmistakable sound of a gunshot as Coyote felt a searing burn in his right thigh as he looked down to see a red blotch quickly surfacing beneath his trousers where the bullet had entered his leg. Losing his control over his powers Coyote fell to his knees once more in front of Zelda as he cried out in pain as he gripped his leg.

Hovering his fingers over the bullet entry point the small fragments of the bullet began to seap out of his skin and float in the air above his fingertips as Coyote proceeded to retract his ability allowing the fragments to drop onto the floor, as Coyote bit his lip in pain and winced.
“You know what I don’t care anymore…kill em all”
said Coyote as he looked up to Zelda.

[Vaetric]

Zelda’s arm would move on its own again and she was getting pretty bloody annoyed about it. She’d send a sharp look toward the prisoner as she continued to be pushed back from the guards who tried to shoot her. She’d continue to be pushed back until finally someone had the bad sense to shoot him. Freed from the apparent helplessness that made her feel like wanting to slaughter everything in the room (which was what she was going to do anyway), she would brandish her sword arms.
 
She didn’t even wait for his “permission”, she would kick against the wall, propelling herself to the guards. She’d begin swinging left and right with what appeared to be reckless abandon, but that was more for the guards to get cocky and make a mistake that she could take advantage of.

[Guest]

Coyote could start to feel the blood loss taking it’s toll, tugging roughly on the right hand sleeve of his blazer he ripped it from the shoulder pad before tying it tightly around his thigh in an effort to stem the bleeding until he could get himself to a doctor to fix it up properly. As he looked over to see that Zelda had iniated her attack in what appeared to be a completely savage and barbaric way as she swung right to left erratically at the guards.

Intercepting one of the slashes the first guard a rather weasly young gentleman known as Chonga drew his blade and blocked the strike vertically. Before another guard with a blonde mullet known as Horseshoe aimed a swift blow to the ribcage of Zelda.

[Vaetric]

After having her attack blocked, Zelda would turn her body to metal, having to stay still but at least it was able to stop the blade, but it still cut through the fabric of her dress, ruining it. She’d probably feel overwhelming rage if it wasn’t that she didn’t feel anything at all. However, what she did do was switch to form two, Eight Reapers, as blades jutted out of her knucklebones she’d start attempting to deliver quick and meaningful punches toward the opponents.
 
She would switch to that of a graceful dancer, only her strikes were more than a little harsh, it seemed. Crouching forwards to evade a strike, she would attempt to deliver two quick punches to the side of one of the opponents’ knees, then jump over him and squeeze the mans’ head between her thighs and drag him to sway, causing her to swing toward some more offenders, aiming to sweep her bladed knuckles toward them, the whole motion would likely snap the thigh’d man’s neck should she be successful.

[Roku-Sama]

"Hey kid... Are you lost!? Why are you crying?" the prison guard inquired. Sitting on the street corner, tattered in mud and sullen clothes, Sid moped in the market district. Sid's plan was thoroughly constructed, at least to him. Revisit the dojo, board a merchant ship and begin his journey on the high seas... However, it didn't exactly worked out like that. After instructing Ling of his departure, his master left the island on a retreat. He had only revisited his dojo once more to munch off another meal, not knowing that his master's debt collectors had other plans for the young vagabond. Here he was now, no money, starving and dirty from falling down in a puddle. His small legs were tired from aimlessly running errands for the debt collectors, a frequent occurrence for Sid as his master's scapegoat. Managing to run away, afraid of losing control of his Devil Fruit abilities, Sid dashed from his oppressors and was now approached by a prison guard. "Great, the marines found me. Maybe I can milk this, I need to stop letting these little things get to me." Sid thought to himself. Often bursting into tears over the most menial of details, Sid exited his thoughts and replied to the prison officer. "Is it... possible mister... I lost my parents and I'm starving, could I use your Den Den Mushi to call my mother. She's a local notable merchant, you'd be handsomely rewarded." Sid said in the most pitifullest of tones.  "Bleh, I hate talking like this. Adults are all idiots." Sid thought. "Sure little girl, follow me." the prison guard replied. "Did this punk just call me a little girl..." Sid thought. Clutching onto the prison guards coat tails, Sid followed the guard, holding his hand until they manage to arrive at the jail house. The prison was in pure chaos, the screams from the commotion inside, made the guard discard his charitable nature and dash into the building. Looking to assist his fellow guards, he ran up to the higher floors, looking to find the source of the ruckus. Meanwhile, Sid stayed on the ground floor, toppling through chests, draws and nearby offices, looking for supplies for his ongoing journey. "Whoever is messing this place up... Sounds like they are having a good time." Sid thought to himself.

[Guest]

(OOC: Roku try to refrain from controlling prison NPC’s please thank you)
Horseshoe smiled as he saw his blade rip through the fabric of Zelda’s clothing however his smile soon faded as he collided with the side of her steel body stopping his blade dead as the vibrations from the collisions sent tingles up the metal of the blade through the hilt and up his arms as he instinctively dropped his blade and shook his arm, a sign of inexperience and a fatal mistake. Horseshoe then experienced the full force of two punches from the now bladed fists of Zelda as her knuckles ripped through the flesh of his chest, causing him to crumple into a heap on the floor.

The assault continued as she aimed another series of punches this time at a bearded man named Rathbone as the strikes connected with his knees ripping and tearing through various nerve endings and tendons which caused Rathbone to drop down to his knees as blood trickled out of his legs into a puddle on the floor. Zelda was once more on the attack as she leaped over Rathbone before lodging her thighs around Rathbones head. It should have been Rathbones dream to have his head lodged between the legs of a woman however Zelda was just barely a woman…and 95% steel.

Swinging Zelda then launched her fists at the surrounding trio of guards that remained standing with a puzzled look on their face as they were all hit in succession with the swinging bladed fist of Zelda sending all three of them sprawling onto the floor. With none of the guards remaining Zelda's path towards the warden was opened up for her.
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One of the guards on the ground level had noticed the silver haired boy making his way into the prison, the guard known as Hornblade perked his brow as he saw the child routing through a series of chests.

“Orphan probably…” muttered Hornblade under his breath as he made his way over to the child to get rid of them and confiscate any of the goods they may have stolen. Hornblade was not in the mood to be dealing with runts like him when there was an assault on the prison but if he didn’t deal with the nuisance who was going to ?

Hornblade was a near giant of a man standing 8 Feet tall with a long black beard that was braided into several plaits and had a naginata that was nearly three times the size of Sid, which was lined with a black edge which was comprised of seastone. Hornblade was somewhat of an enforcer in the prison and was responsible for “extracting information” from prison mates. Standing behind Sid and towering over him he firmly thrusted the butt of his weapon into the back of the child that would sending him sprawling onto the floor of the corridor.

[Vaetric]

Zelda would look around, before noticing the soldiers were all defeated. Deactivating her powers, Zelda would walk toward the Warden. Finally, she was able to complete her contract. Walking toward the officer, she’d check for any more annoyances. The prisoner appeared to be dazed, since he was incapacitated he flew right under her radar. As would’ve the warden, if she wasn’t contracted to kill him.
 
Brandishing one long, sharp fingernail, she would attempt to jerk his head upwards and plunge her fingernail into his throat. Should she so be successful, she would turn on her heel and prepare to leave via jumping up onto the roof. Her bird, which had retreated to the roof during the fighting would return to sit upon Zelda’s lap. Before she would jump upwards, she’d turn toward Coyote, remembering to give him the death stare.

[Roku-Sama]

As Sid collected his goodies for the road, suddenly a gigantic shadow encapsulated the young thief's frame. The stank scent of ale and blood on his clothes, which seemed to be rags, as if he had worn the same uniform to work for years. Plastered in crimson stains and perspiration, Sid's body almost froze when he acknowledged the man's presence. "Today just isn't my day is it, another damn adult. This one looks like a damn boozer. HE'S HUGE." Sid thought. Dropping the bag of stolen treasures, Sid's eyes began to well up with tears once again. The kid began to cry streams of tears and bellowed out after looking directly into the man's face, as if he was signalling, 'Hey, your the reason I'm crying'. The man had thud him onto the ground, using the butt of what seemed to be a spear of sorts which caused him to roll into the center of the corridor. 'Oi, this might be bad. I'm pretty sure that should've just phased through me. Magic!?. This idiot isn't capable of that.' Sid thought. Reaching for his pipe blade, he found nothing. The blade had slid out of the sheath on his back when he fell and slid near the chests he was formerly looting. "Well, that blows. I need to think my way out of this." Sid thought urgently. "Hey Mister... Why did you even hit me in the first place, you think it's funny picking on kids huh!?" Sid said snot dripping from his nose now from the tears being shed. The sound of loud thuds from whatever was going on above distracted Sid, his curiosity was getting the better part of him. "What in the world did I get myself into?" Sid inquired to his psyche.

[Guest]

Coyote watched as Zelda made her way over to the Warden and forced her bladed finger into his throat killing him, he didn’t feel sad nor necessarily angry if anything he was impressed with the prowess that Zelda had displayed in basically dispatching an entire Prison single handed with only a ripped garment in damage. As she made her way to the window of the office she turned to glare at Coyote which caused him to sit up and stare directly back at her, he wasn’t sure what exactly Zelda was but she interested him to say the least.

Coyote’s attention soon diverted as he heard more footsteps coming up the stairs and his focus and priority shifted from Zelda to himself and mainly survival. As the footsteps came nearer Coyote dragged himself over to the flintlock pistol that lay prone on the floor as he gripped it in his hand and aimed it at the door ready to strike down whoever made their way through that door.
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As the silver haired child began to cry, Hornblade simply grunted as he towered over the child. Some people would try to comfort the crying kid but this was Hornbalde, he wasn’t some people and for one he fucking hated kids especially thieving kids.

“Leave now. Before I cleave your head off” remarked Hornblade coldy and callously as he held the spear end of his naginata over the head of Sid.

[Vaetric]

The bird’d switch positions from Zelda’s lap to her shoulder as she jumped out of the hole. Turning her right arm into blades, she’d jab it into the wall, causing a screeching noise as her descent started to slow, her blade grinding against the brickwork. It didn’t matter if she was making a large amount of noise, after all they would probably blame the prisoner for the deaths, he was still in the room.
 
She’d make it to the bottom, before hearing commotion. It seemed there was more than the death of the warden that riled up the prison. However, she’d pay no mind to it. Standing up straight, placing her hands together so that her sleeves hid her hands, she’d walk away innocently, there was no point to running. If you walked away as if you did nothing, then people would believe that, in fact, you’ve done nothing wrong. However, she did hide the torn part of her garment with her arms.

[Roku-Sama]

Sid heard the threat of the gigantic monster that stood before him but his words only allowed him to zone into the task at hand. "Looks like acting like a brat won't work on him.  I'm about 5' feet and he towers over me, meaning he's around seven feet. His muscles also look pretty dense, how many volts will it take to put him out. If he can use magic like sensei, then I can't rely on my Logia's tangibility... Which means, I have to out speed him and strike quickly." Sid thought. Dashing forwards with his legs transforming into darts of lightning, attempted to latch onto the man's leg. "Astrapios" Sid whispered. "Hmm... Five Million bolts should be more than enough... If I use to much energy... I won't be able to escape... Let alone walk." Sid thought. In the quick advance forward, a electrical force field was beginning to form over Sid's' body and then he gave out firm screech, it was neither whiny or child like, his thoughts was completely focused at the task at hand. "Five Million' Kaminari Hoden!" Sid shouted.

In an instance, a mass flux of electrical discharge fluctuated from Sid's body, each volt trailing off rapidly and raging viciously in intent. The light given off from the electric showcase lit up the bottom floor of the prison house in broad daylight. The sound of the cracking lightning could strike anyone who isn't accustomed to the loud crashing noise off-guard.

[Guest]

As another guard rushed into the office to find out what all the commotion was about Coyote pulled hard on the trigger and send the bullet flying through the young mans skull dropping him dead on the floor. A Plan of action was then created in the mind of the young bounty hunter as he managed to hobble to some sort of a vertical base without putting any pressure on his left leg where he had been shot. Using the striped wallpapered walls as a support as he made his way out of the door, the first plan of action was to find the Prison’s Infirmary and to get himself healed up.

Making his way down a set of around 5 stairs he peered around the corner of the wall to notice a fast approaching bald guard who was heading straight for him. Coyote popped back into hiding as he looked to the ceiling and cursed as it was quickly made clear that he was going to have to dispatch another guard and do it quickly and silently as his vision was starting to go hazy. As the man approached Coyote using the butt of his pistol incapacitated the bald headed man by smashing it against his jawline knockinjg the man out and probably breaking his jaw at the same time.
As another idea went off in his head as Coyote began to strip the man and swap clothing with the fallen guard, the uniform was slightly baggy for Coyotes relatively slim and slender build but it would do and would make getting to the Prison’s Infirmary a whole lot easier.

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As the lightning collided with the body of Hornblade, it was fair to say that the bearded guardsmen was fairly intrigued and somewhat impressed that such an attack could come from such a small child but then again this was an enemy and not just any enemy a child enemy and if there two things Hornblade hated it was Enemies and Children. Grinning as the lightning encircled the room and connected with the boots of Hornblade which insulated the majority of the attack due to the thick wedge of a rubber sole that was situated at the bottom of the enforcer’s large black boots which went up half of his shins.
Despite the insulation Hornblade felt a slight twinge but nothing to major as he smiled before aiming a huge slash with his naginata which was aimed at the head of Sid but even if he missed it seemed as though Hornblade was about to take half of the wall down with the swing of his spear.

[Vaetric]

Zelda walked peacefully away from the now probably chaotic prison. She heard a loud thunderclap that almost made her jump five feet in the air, but instead it made her only jump four. Her brows furrowed for about half a second before relaxing into her usual, expressionless face. She looked around, no one saw it. She continued.
 
After about five moments she’d hear the creak of a bow. Hardening her skin, she would wait for the confrontation. Her contractor stepped out of the bushes. “You did well, girl.” she’d hear. He had a wrinkly face with the Shark Shriaek Gang’s tattoo over his forehead. “Now, we can’t have anyone hearing of this. We know you don’t speak, but I like to.. Make sure.” He’d say, before waving his hand, five arrows would speed toward her, piercing the fabric but bouncing off of her skin. She stared toward him, five more were ready, and once the other nocked their bows, they would fire too. Street urchins ran toward her, grabbed the arrows, then ran back.
 
They really wished her dead, maybe it was someone she killed beforehand. Or they were serious on wanting to silence her. Either way, if the mob caught hold of it, he’d find his head on a pike. Meanwhile, without rest, the arrows kept coming.

[Roku-Sama]

Sid clutched onto the giant's leg as long as he could, allowing the volts to seep into the very core of his frame. The man's body vibrated violently at the jolts that surged throughout his body. Once the electrical attack was over, the man only appeared to be slightly stunned and swung his naginata at Sid's head. "Shit. That was Five Million Bolts.... How the hell is he still moving" Sid thought. The smelt of burnt rubber entered the nose of the silver haired wonder, "His boots... Seriously!?" Sid thought. As the spear came downwards, Sid entered at state of intangibility, propelling himself upwards into mid-air. "Regifugim" Sid whispered. However, Sid's control over this state was not perfect and the brunt of the attack managed to rip through the wall adjacent to the munchkin. Belting out in agony, Sid jolted his body over to where his pipe blade was situated, picking it up the pipe blade, Sid placed the flute to his mouth and began to play a sullen melody. Electricity flowed into the pipe blade, coating the thin katana into an electrical sentinel. "Rajin's Hymn" Sid thought. The sound of the notes played beautifully throughout the small prison which was like a doll house to the tiny piper. "I guess I can drop the childish act now. You just injured me. Playtime's over you giant turd." Sid said steadily. "That song, it's called Jester's Sinata. It's a piece of music King's would play signal the death of traitors who were about to be hung." Sid uttered on. The blood loss from Sid's right shoulder began to ooze into his blue over jacket.

[Guest]

Now in the guard’s attire the process of making his way to the Prison’s infirmary was made much simpler as Coyote managed to drag his slender frame across the corridor and down a flight of stairs until he saw a sign above a white door with infirmary written above it. Bursting through the door and collapsing onto the floor in front of the young blonde haired woman who was sat by her desk reading something that had been scrawled onto a clipboard.

“I’ve been shot” muttered Coyote as he laid face down on the tiled floor of the empty infirmary. Quickly jumping up from her desk the doctor rushed over to the aid of Coyote as she began to cut away at his trousers to expose the wound area located on the thigh area of his left leg.

“You’re lucky…they missed your femoral artery by an inch” replied the woman as she exposed the flesh of his leg as she made her way over to the metal tray of instruments that lay on a trolley reaching for a scalpel and a bundle of surgical string she turned on her heel to face Coyote who had now propped himself up against a filing cabinet and was wincing slightly from the slight tinges of pain.

“It just needs some stitches and antiseptic, the blood loss was causing more damage than the wound itself. Probably why you feel so out of it, the feeling will fade soon once I stop the bleeding” said the doctor as she made her way over to Coyote ready to stitch up his wound and send him on his way.

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A smile appeared on the cracked teeth of Hornblade as he saw his blade slice through the shoulder of Sid, the young ones always bleed he thought to himself as he watched as Sid cried out in pain. Watching as Sid began to play some kind of instrument weapon combo which irked Hornblade he was unsure if this was a fight or a concert, as Sid attempted to trash talk the enforcer Hornblade grunted.

Hornblade had a simple philosophy that he followed to a T, Talk Shit Get Hit. He found this kid annoying, he wasn’t sure if it was the squeaky pre-pubescent voice of his, his hat or his oddly coloured hair or a combination of all three but his patience was thinning and fast. Twirling the huge weapon in between his fingers as if it was a drumstick Hornblade began to circle the weapon at a pace so fast at times the weapon appeared near invisible just a blur of black and steel.

[Vaetric]

Zelda continued to tank arrows flying at her, her dress having something of a polka dot pattern, though it didn’t show off.. Too much. She began to hear snapping noises as the arrows started to break due to repeated use. However, the old man shouted to get more arrows, and for them to bring his pistol.
 
She knew what was coming there. He had threatened her before that he had a seastone bullet if she ever were to have a devil fruit and to face against him, it was more of a metaphor for no matter how much power she wielded, he would always be one step ahead. Or something. She didn’t care.
 
Now there were only three people firing arrows at her. Once the first wave of only three arrows hit, she sprung, impaling an urchin through the chest and flinging him at his friends. She picked up his knife and threw it at the gang boss who was slowly backing off, before spinning rapidly, letting lose her fan of knives. Blades sliced around in every direction, leaving only one of the bowmen who’d bent over to pick up an arrow.
 
She stared at him, he ran, along with the surviving urchins. Walking toward the gang boss, she’d glare down at him, before turning her feet into blades. She’d grab him by the head, causing him to yell in agony, and would walk back toward the prison, with him head under heel.

[Roku-Sama]

Sid watched Hornblade's movements carefully, the gigantic prison guard spiraling naginata towered over the kid like a windmill caught in a hale storm. Sid began to jolt around Hornblade in a circular motion, moving at speeds until all that was left was a blue blur. Stopping after a few advances, Sid sprung upwards, slicing at Hornblade's wrists, if the attack was successful, Hornblade's wrists would be cut open, hopefully causing him to lose control of his weapon. Sid then took his blade and made continuous thrusts towards the veins along Hornblade's hands. Each was a thrust targetting the guard's venous system, after which, Sid then dashed behind the spinning giant, making another quick attempt at thrusting at his knee cap. "Trigger Dance!" Sid screamed. "Spinning a weapon like that is reckless, your body had too many openings." Sid thought to himself. 

Sid began to reminisce on the teachings of his master Ling. "What will you do when you face an enemy that's twice your size!?" Ling inquired sternly. "Cut them to threads-" Sid's arrogant words were intercepted with a slap with the brunt of Ling's katana. "Idiot! Your still a kid. If you're going to survive on these seas, they'll come times when your Logia isn't enough to win a fight. You need to be able to use both your sword and your skills to the best of their capabilities. Your mind... Your mind will help you overpower where your age and physique can't help you! Always watch the enemies movements before rushing in and also-" Ling's words trailed off. "Always strike first when you examine weakness!" Ling's word's uttered throughout his conciseness.

[Guest]

Around 20 minutes had passed since Coyote had first entered into the Infirmary and he was soon leaving with the blood flow restored and his leg stitched up and the wound healed he was back to his peak ability as he hopped up onto his legs. Looking over at the blonde doctor as she cleaned and put away her utensils he smirked slightly and saw himself off as he began to exit the hell hole that the prison had been for the past day. Hearing a loud banging coming from downstairs Coyote’s ears perked up as he began to walk towards the epicentre of the noise maybe it was the woman from earlier? But what would she being do there still?

Whoever it was it had intrigued Coyote and it was the way to the exit of the Prison so it was inevitable that he would wind up involved somehow. Making his way down the stairs he saw that a young child with silver hair was engaged it what appeared to be somewhat of an intense altercation with a bearded guard twice the size of him. On second thought, Coyote opted that avoiding the conflict would be a better solution as he clung tightly to the wall and began to sidestep past the two of them and out of the prison, that was until he saw a familiar sight in the distance who appeared to be dragging someone along with her.

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Hornblade was caught off guard as Sid popped up and slashed at the guards wrists causing blood to spurt out wildly and caused him to losen the grip on his weapon as it dropped to the floor, this led Hornblade susceptible to the flurry of strikes that Sid would lay upon the hands of the enforcer piercing numerous veins on his palms as he groaned in agony. With a final strike to the back of the knee which sent Hornblade staggering down to one knee as he breathed heavily.
Sucking up the pain Hornblade lashed out with his free leg aiming a side kick to the face of Sid with the rubber soled boots he wore which would nullify any intangibility that Sid may try use to his advantage.

[Vaetric]

Approaching the prison, Zelda was making good on an non-spoken promise. It all started when the gang leader was still monologuing and so forth. “I will never enter a prison so long as I live.” So Zelda decided that he should enter a prison after he died. His head, probably a gross mess by now, would trail along under her foot, his cane long since lost. She’d knock on the doors, before opening them.
 
She’d clear her throat loudly at any commotion that may be happening, before raising her foot to show off the gang leaders’ blood-soggy head, before releasing him and wiping the blood off on the floor. She’d morph her foot back to normal size before deathglaring at both the child and the man who supposedly just got defeated by the silver haired one. She’d give the silver haired one an extra dose of deathstare before turning on her heels and walking away, looking left and right for any suprises before continuing on her way.
 
She guessed she wouldn’t be getting paid now. She was going to have to take her pay now. She forgot to check the gang leaders’ pockets, but that didn’t matter. They’d probably have a stash somewhere on the island.

[Roku-Sama]

The brunt of the attack smacked Sid in the side of his face and sent him flying down into the nearby corridor. The source of the commotion, he assumed, advanced down the stairs and threw him a death glare which sent shivers down the young silver haired pirates spine. "That look, she has the eyes of someone who has murdered countless enemies... She's much more dangerous than this big waste of space in front of me. Damn... His kick was still heavy... What will it take to put this bastard out of his misery." Sid thought. "Let's make a wager and double it. 10 Million volts should put him out for the count." Sid thought. "Hey. Remember this day. I don't ever use this move on enemies who don't deserve it. At least you'll die with my admiration." Sid stated. "Astrapios" Sid uttered. Dashing around Hornblade, Sid clutched his blade firmly, dashing around the giant once more, however, this time, Sid attempted to fire the blade into the giant's shoulder, though, the blood loss from the naginata's swing had began to take a toll on the kid's frame. "I hate being so young. My body's becoming sluggish. Move damn it" Sid thought. "10 Million - Kaminari Hoden" Sid screamed. Using the blade as a conductor, Sid grasped onto the blade's end with the buckle of his lips, beginning to blow what seemed to be over 10 million volts of electricity into the near giant's system. The electrical field began to vibrate rapidly, sending off a wicked sound which uttered through the lower floors with authority. The attack took a lot out of Sid but he hung in there until each volt surged through the eight foot monstrosity's frame. Following the flow of the attack, Sid attempted to ram the thin blade further into the prison guard's shoulder screaming, "Transmigrating Blade - Roaring Enigma : Fang's Growl!" Sid exclaimed.

[Guest]

Coyote still clung to the side of the magnolia coated wall arched his brow as he saw Zelda return with a corpse dropped at her feet, a scene he was growing accustomed to seeing. It appeared that Zelda had not seen Coyote as she turned to leave the prison before staring intently at the silver haired boy who appeared to have defeated his opponent. Silently, the bounty hunter proceeded to slip out of the prison a few paces behind Zelda as he proceeded to tail her, to find out where she was going.

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As Hornblade’s body began to pulse with 10 million volts of static electricity he collapsed to the floor in a heap as his body was charred black and steaming with his eyes widened and white. Hornblade was a tough bastard but not that smart of a bastard as he looked up to the ceiling as he faded from consciousness.

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