Onikuma
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Post by Onikuma on Feb 17, 2011 23:49:09 GMT -5
The cold wind and snow didn't seem to affect Onikuma as much as it did the two police officers, hands visibly shaking, pointing their .45's at his chest
"Don't try and run asshole, get on your knees and put your hands behind your head. Slowly." One of them said, taking another step towards Onikuma.
"I'm not a criminal. Those men got what they deserved." Onikuma replied, not following the officers directions.
"You killed two men in the street!" The officer hollered "In broad day light! You're lucky we haven't put a bullet in you yet! Now do as I said!" He adds, nervousness obvious in his voice
It was true. He had brutally murdered two men in the street earlier. But they were rapists and thieves. Why did these officers of the law care so much that he had killed them? As far as Onikuma knew, he had done them a favor. But he also knew that he shouldn't kill these men, or let them take him in.
"I'm sorry I have to do this officers." He says quietly, pulling the coiled-up whip off his belt.
Onikuma quickly lashes out with the whip, wrapping it around the closer officer's pistol. He then flicks his wrist to the side and pulls the gun from man's grip, using it to smack the other officer upside his head. As the end of the whip falls to the ground, Onikuma lashes out twice more, striking each officer in the eyes, temporarily blinding them as he sprints off down the alley.
He wasn't used to running from the law, and quite frankly didn't like the feeling of it. But being new to the area, he didn't really know what else to do. He'd grown up knowing nothing but fighting, killing, defending, and getting better at the three.
As Onikuma continued to run, he could see someone standing at the other end of the alley. Was this someone else trying to get in his way?
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Post by Reverb on Feb 18, 2011 0:05:30 GMT -5
Aaron stood watching the man run toward him. He had been watching for some time wondering how it would all play out. As the man approached, Aaron pulled out a smoke and lit it up, resting his back against the building. "Mighty impressive with the whip there guy." he smile while taking a drag of his cigarette.
But once he got a good look at him, he noticed his eyes. "Whoa, trippy eyes buddy. Those contacts?" he asked noting the expression of confusion and worry on his face. "No worries brotha, you should make tracks and I can be your own personal taxi. I go 0 to 100 in under a second. Name's Reverb and I tend to like people who work outside the law." he spoke while flicking his smoke to the ground.
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Onikuma
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Post by Onikuma on Feb 18, 2011 0:21:25 GMT -5
If Onikuma was confused before, he was even more so now. Who was this guy? And was he trying to help him?
"I am Kyu Saisha Onikuma." He says to Reverb. "I'm not from around here, my eyes are not 'contacts', and I don't quite understand what you're saying to me." Onikuma blurts, not used to speaking English or conversing with people outside of Matenro Kizoku Tentai.
"But if you're here to try and fight me, know that I will not go as easy on you as I did those officers." He says more 'matter-of-factly' then threateningly, not quite sure what to think of Reverb.
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Post by Reverb on Feb 18, 2011 0:39:21 GMT -5
Reverb smiled. "Easy Oki," not really getting his name, "It's too cold to be fighting. See those fancy horns you're hearing aren't going to be too happy with you when they see what you've done to their friends. I'm trying to help you get some distance from them." he explained seeing that he probably wasn't getting everything he was saying.
Reverb took a look around and spotted a hot dog stand a couple of blocks away. "Oki," he said snapping his fingers to make sure he had his attention, "Watch." then he sped off. Seconds later he reappeared with two hot dogs in his hand. "Hot dog?" he asked trying to hand him one. "See, I go fast. Wanna get out of here?" he spoke with a smile.
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Onikuma
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Post by Onikuma on Feb 18, 2011 0:55:49 GMT -5
"The tone you're using means you think I'm a child? I assure you, I am not a child." Onikuma says, looking slightly agitated. "But I will take your help. And your.. 'hot dog'." He adds, snatching the hotdog from Reverb.
"But why are you helping me? And where are we going? And are you suggesting that you carry me? That might not be very ergonomical." He blurts again, letting all his questions come out.
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Post by Reverb on Feb 18, 2011 1:01:21 GMT -5
"You got a better idea?" he asked, surprised by how much he did understand. "Trust me, know one will see us and where we'll be going no one will ever look for you there. There's this guy I know that I think would like to meet you. He employees people like you and me and I think you have the skills he's been looking for." Reverb explained.
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Onikuma
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Post by Onikuma on Feb 18, 2011 1:10:11 GMT -5
Onikuma looks at Reverb quizzically. "No, I do not have a better idea." He states, raising his arms into the air, as if he was trying to simulate a child ready to be picked up by it's mother. "Will this man give me clothes like yours? Mine seem to make me more noticeable." Onikuma adds, referencing his multi-colored martial arts uniform.
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Post by Reverb on Feb 18, 2011 1:36:13 GMT -5
Two police cars pulled up on the other side of the alley and shined a spotlight on them. "Cover your ears." Reverb warned him and then let out a deafing scream, breaking all the lights around them, including the spot lights on the cop cars. He then turned toward Oni and picked him up. With a smirk he said, "This ain't exactly ideal for me either but you might want to hold on." and with those words, they sped off.
About a minute later they were outside of a large mansion. He set Oni down and rang the buzzed on the gate. "Let me do the talking. As for the clothes, he dresses a little more sophisticated than me, but I'm sure he'll help you out."
"Who is it?" a voice said over the comm.
"Tell Mr. Van Skier that Reverb is here to see him. I brought someone I think he'll want to meet."
The gate buzzed and started opening. As they made their way in, they could see the door open and a man walking toward them. "This is him. Be polite." he warned Oni as they moved forward.
"Reverb, coming over unannounced? I thought we had a talk about this. You just can't show up when you feel like it." he said then turned his attention to Oni. "Interesting." he said with a smile. "Alister Van Skier. And who might you be?" he asked Oni as he motioned to Reverb, "You can go Reverb. I'll call you later."
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Onikuma
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Post by Onikuma on Feb 18, 2011 1:45:37 GMT -5
Onikuma didn't quite know why he had to be polite to this man, but Reverb did just help him, so he would do as he was told.
"I am Kyu Saisha Onikuma." He said to the man, dropping to one knee and handing Alister the hotdog he had gotten from Reverb as a sign of good faith. "But you can call me 'Oki', like your friend does, if youd like. I'm not from around here. Police officers are chasing me. I killed two men earlier and need clothes like yours. Pleased to meet you."
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Post by Vector on Feb 18, 2011 1:52:14 GMT -5
Alister smiled widely. "Rise my son. No need to bow to me. You will get all the help you need. Come with me please, Kyu. And unlike my acquaintance, I need not call you by anything other than your given name."
They walked into the lavish entrance of the estate. "May I offer you something a little more than a mere hot dog to eat. As for clothes, that will not be a problem. Tell me Kyu, where does someone of your caliber come from?"
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Post by Onikuma on Feb 18, 2011 2:06:04 GMT -5
Walking beside Alister, Onikuma was quite pleased by the sight of the estate. "I come from Matenro Kizoku Tentai. It was a city in the clouds. I dont know if it's there anymore though. I was it's protector, but I failed in protecting it." He says very calmy, looking around. "But I think I'll go back there some day and slaughter everyone who took it from me." Onikuma adds, also very calmy, in almost a playful voice.
"Are you the king of this place?"
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Post by Vector on Feb 18, 2011 13:11:35 GMT -5
Alister laughed. "King? I'm no king. Just a man who has done well with what God has given him. Now I spend my time helping ones who can't help themselves." he explained as they made their way up the stairs and to a room. Alister had heard rumors of beings with a power know only as the Kami. He needed to find out more about this kid and see what he could do.
They entered a large room with a king bed off to the side. Two French doors closed at the end of the room leading out to a balcony. Off to their left was a large walk in closet. "Please help yourself. Wear what you would like. I am very intrigued by you Kyu. I was wondering that if you have nowhere else to be, you would consider being my guest. This would be your room and these would be your clothes. Please, make yourself at home. I will leave you to change and I will have the kitchen prepare us a meal fit for kings." he smiled as he motioned to the closet not even letting him answer.
"I will leave you to change. Please join me in the dining room for a drink before dinner. It is down the stairs to the right." he said slightly bowing and then exiting the room.
As he walked down the stairs, he couldn't get the smile to leave his face. He grabbed his phone and dialed up Reverb. "It's me. Nice job bringing him to me. If he is what I think he is, there will be a nice paycheck in your future." he said quickly and quietly then hung up his phone.
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Post by Damien on Feb 18, 2011 18:41:38 GMT -5
Damien stands in the street getting a description of what happened and the image of the guy that did it. The cops point over at the place where two dead bodies had been covered. "...after that he snapped his whip in our faces and must have run." Said one of the cops who was getting stitches from a gun hitting him in the head. Damien nodded and walked over to the dead bodies. He uncovered one and placed his hand on his head. Damien closes his eye and after a minute they snap open. This was surely the guy he was looking for, but all he was going on was funny looking clothes. He stands up and walks back to his black SUV. He drives down the road and looks in down the alleys as he passes but sees nothing.
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Onikuma
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Post by Onikuma on Feb 18, 2011 18:41:56 GMT -5
Onikuma might be naive, but he wasn't stupid. He knew that Alister was going to want something in return for all of this. But when Onikuma pondered on what that catch was, he smiled. Was Alister going to have him kill someone? Was he going to have him fight by his side? Either way, he figured it would be something easy enough. He needed something to occupy his time with anyway.
Walking into the closet, Onikuma was awestruck by the amount of different clothes. Where he came from, he had kept two of the same outfit, and that was all. Now he had literally thousands of combations to choose from. In the corner he saw a very nice black, pin-striped suit. Getting the shirt and pants on was no problem. Neither was the jacket. But the shoes- they took about 15 minutes. Not even wanting to attempt a tie, he grabbed one from a giant tie display, and brought it with him downstairs to meet up with Alister. But not before grabbing his whip and attaching it to his belt.
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Post by Vector on Feb 18, 2011 21:48:25 GMT -5
Alister watched him walk in to the room and noted the whip hanging from his side. "Relax my boy, you are safe here. No need for accessories." he said motioning to his whip. "The suit fits you. You look very distinguished. Drink before dinner?" he asked handing a glass of brandy to him and then motioning to the small seating area in front of the fireplace.
As he took a seat he could see that Kyu was not as comfortable as he had hoped. "Please sit with me. I would like to talk to you about your future. Get to know you a little more. You know I have companies in Japan. Spent several years over there. Absolutely love it there. Anytime I feel this city is getting to me I just get in my jet and leave. Tell me, What bring you to New York? Just what is it a man like you hopes to get out of his time here?" Alister pried trying to figure this boy out.
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