By the time they'd reached Marigold proper, the pain in Ko's side had dwindled to a slight ache that was easy to ignore. It was still the middle of the night, and the streets were mostly empty save for the occasional passersby trying to find their way home, or a drunk looking for a gutter to pass out in. Steel was still following closely behind Ko, though by this point Ko had grown accustomed to him. The place that Ko eventually lead him wasn't a typical pub. There was no obvious sign above the door, and though there were lights on inside the only sound issuing from it was the raucous laughter and loud arguing of the harder crowd. Ko didn't frequent places like this; not because they were dangerous, but because there was never any work and the alcohol was lousy. He was, however, familiar with the place as a location for meeting clients after shadier jobs. "This is the place. Turg said to find him here after I was done. They sound awfully busy." That fact alone was throwing up big warning bells. Normally Ko would expect that confronting a client that had tried to stab him in the back would be a simple affair, but this case was a little odd. He couldn't be certain how many of the people inside were in Turg's pocket. Still, Turg had tried to get him killed; whether it was intentional or not, Ko was rather pissed off. At the same time, he wasn't here alone. He had a feeling Steel could probably wipe this pub out all by himself. Even so, Ko wasn't going to just sit back and let Steel take over now that things were going to get dangerous. So, Ko glanced at Steel over his shoulder with a smirk. "Let's make that ruckus we were talking about." Rather than open the door and step in like a typical patron, Ko stomped up and kicked the door in full stop, knocking the worn-out wood off its hinges. The deafening commotion inside died down quickly as all eyes turned towards the now fallen door. "TURG! GET YOUR SLIMY ASS OUT HERE NOW! WE NEED TO HAVE SOME WORDS!" |
When Client-Contractor Relations Turn Sour [Closed;Steel]
Thu Jun 18, 2020 2:09 am
Thu Jun 18, 2020 2:42 pm
Steel was still walking behind Ko when they came to the unnamed tavern-like building. The area was densely inhabited. The houses were so close to each other that most of them were literally stuck together making a sort of wall that made going around the buildings extremely slow in comparison to going through. The highest of the nearby buildings being at most four or five meters tall. Which in itself was tall but meant no buildings around here exceeded two stories.
Turg as he was called wouldn’t know that the two of them were coming together. Seeing as Ko actually came back Steel imagined that Turg actually would think that Steel was dead. They had a solid cover and could have done this sneakily if not for Ko’s next move. When Ko kicked down the front door and shouted for Turg to come out. Steel who was visible from behind Ko made one of the figures start running towards the kitchen exit.
Steel sighed and quickly spoke to Ko “Idiot, You fight your way through and I will chase Turg.” He then quickly ran through the opening before people had gotten on their feet shoving one to the side and swiftly getting through the entire pub before going out into the kitchen. Turg threw a frying pan behind him so that Steel had to duck it making the distance between them slightly bigger but Steels physical abilities were nothing to scoff at and he would keep chasing Turg out through the back of the building.
On Ko’s end all of the ruffians and Turg’s paid men were now on their feet and would give Ko a fair fight as he was outnumbered twenty to one.
Fri Jun 19, 2020 5:00 am
Ko let out a short bark of laughter at Steel's insult, not bothered in the slightest by it. Sure, his loud entrance had tipped Turg and his associates off, but Ko wasn't going to do this quiet. Turg had screwed him over, and he wanted everyone in this tiny pub to know that if you screwed Ko over and he lived to tell it, he'd come back to teach you a lesson. Ko explained as much to Steel as the other man forced his way forward. "That's what I wanted in the first place!" Focusing on the twenty-some hired thugs now standing between him and Steel, Ko made a show of cracking his knuckles. Twenty was a lot, but it wasn't impossible. None of them were on Steel's level, that was for sure; hell, most of them probably weren't close to Ko's level either. All he had to do was even things out. Thrusting out one hand at the man standing directly in front of him, Ko locked eyes with him. "You're first, dumbass!" A violet magic circle formed in front of his palm, and as Ko pulled his arm back the magic flowed into his hand, condensing into a ball. Finally, he threw his hand forward again, tossing the ball of magic like a baseball. At the first show of magic, many of the hired thugs got a lot more nervous, and it only got worse when the tight ball of magic slammed into the first thug's face and promptly exploded. Every thug within a meter got hit, stumbling back from the blast while Ko rushed in. This was nothing like the fight with Steel; here he wasn't outmatched, he was in his element. Fists, knees, and elbows flung about every which way, feeding into the confusion and throwing the thugs into disarray. All the while, Ko just grinned wildly, heedless of the blows that struck him, paling in comparison to what Steel had inflicted on him earlier. "Come on boys, you're earning those Jewels tonight!" |
Fri Jun 19, 2020 6:46 am
Steel kept chasing Turg. Turg ran through the backstreet knocking over a cart of cabbages. The man with the cart screamed “My cabbages!!!” as the cabbages rolled through the street and the cart blocked the path. Steel jumped over it in a very parkour fashion. Next Turg ran through another backdoor through a building and onto what he maybe thought was another street. It was however a yard enclosed with buildings he was lucky though as there was maintenance being done on one of the buildings and therefore there was an easy way using ladders and scaffolding to get to the roof. Turg started climbing and was about halfway up when Steel entered the yard and saw him moving upwards. Steel started climbing after him. He needed to get information out of Turg so he didn’t want to hurt him.
The chase for Turg then continued across the rooftops. Turg ran on the roof tiles and onto a roof seating area that was covered in lines with clothes hanging on dry. He would have disappeared behind them if it wasn't for the fact that Steel was right behind him and saw him run through them. The chase would continue for a while longer when Turg entered a roof entrance that led to a staircase down to the street. Steel followed like a bloodhound.
Sun Jun 21, 2020 8:31 am
To anyone passing by the scummy tavern from the outside, the cacophony issuing forth was chaotic and violent mess. Voices cut in and out, sometimes spewing insults or yelling orders, other times simply crying out in pain. Every few minutes the sound of furniture shattering or glass breaking would filter through as well. Things only got even louder when one man suddenly went careening through the only window, scattering shards of glass into the street as he rolled to a stop. Inside, Ko was grinning like a wild man. Eyes wide, teeth bared, he was utterly oblivious to his own wounds. At some point in the brawl he'd taken an elbow to the face, and his nose was spewing blood all over him. He had a stab wound in left shoulder from one of the thugs after he'd pulled a knife out of his boot, and his ribs were burning again after another thug managed to hit him right in his wound. Yet for all Ko looked worn down, the crowd he'd been fighting didn't look much better. What was once 20 men had dwindled down to 4; his first show of magic had actually spooked some of them, improving his chances, and since then he'd worn the crowd down by using their numbers against them. At the moment, however, it seemed like the last 4 had managed to get the upper hand. One of them had Ko in a half nelson, trying to hold him place while one of the other three get a crippling hit in. Of course, Ko was hardly deterred by the situation. As the other men rushed him, Ko let his body drop, and the man grappling him immediately lost his grip. At the same time, Ko used the momentum of his drop to slam an elbow into the side of the man's knee, throwing it wide and sending him off balance. Now in a squatting position, Ko launched himself forward, meeting the other men in mid-charge. Be it by design or by luck, Ko's wild forward momentum sent his forehead straight into the face of one man, shattering his nose instantly. The entire time, Ko never stopped smiling. |
Sun Jun 21, 2020 2:56 pm
Turg ran across a street just as some carts were passing. While Turg was able to get by before the carts Steel would have to do a lot more if he wanted to keep up. He jumped on top of a table in an outdoors servings area for a café and then started jumping on top of the carts until he was on the other side. To Steel it felt like it took ages but to onlookers it might have seemed as if mere seconds passed.
Turg ran through a tunnel. A bad idea. There was nowhere he could go but straightforward and since Steel was faster than Turg he easily started gaining on him. Turg tried to run faster but the uneven pacing in comparison to his own and because they were running across cobblestone roads each step was already uneven.
Turg fell to the ground not because Steel had hurt him but because Turg had been clumsy with where he was running. One of his feet had been caught between cobblestones.
Steel gained even more on him and was now standing almost above him. He was practically screaming/shouting in Turgs face. “So you are the one that is out for me eh? Well too bad. I am the one in control of the situation now!.” Turg tried to slowly crawl away but his ankle had sprained when he fell and so he didn’t really have the capacity to move away.
Mon Jun 22, 2020 3:44 am
And then there was one. In a brawl like this, it just made sense that the ones who lasted until the very end were the toughest of the bunch. Although in this case, the thug staring Ko down wasn't so much the toughest as he was the smartest. It had been them against Ko, after all, so the last thug standing hadn't been fighting to stay standing the entire time like Ko had been. In fact, it had been hard enough just staying out of Ko's reach long enough to not get knocked out of the fight altogether. But now he had no other lackeys to hide behind or try to rope into a slapshod stratagem. Yet he hadn't lost his will to fight, and the reason was the state of the man in front of him. Ko had weathered the storm, yet he was not untouched. His shoulders had already begun to sag with fatigue as the adrenaline had run out, and the final struggle was wearing on him. Still, the final thug was reticent to make his move, and the reason was the look on Ko's face. Despite being completely tired, nose broken, chin covered in blood, Ko's face was the picture of eagerness. Turning to the side, Ko spit out a glob of saliva and blood, lifting a hand in the last enemy's direction, beckoning him forward. "Come on. This is your chance. Come at me, or I'm comin at you." His nerves shot, plans exhausted, the final thug did just that. He charged in wildly, going for a bog standard forward punch. Maybe if Ko had been worn down to the barest minimum he might have gotten hit by such an attack. As it was, the enemy's mind just wasn't in the fight anymore. He was fighting to try and escape; Ko was fighting because he wanted to break the man in front of him. The difference in their drives showed when Ko's head ducked out of the path of the man's fist, just in time for his own fist to snake up around the man's outstretched arm and slam into the side of his head. Between Ko's strength and the man's own momentum, Ko felt something crunch as his fist made contact, and he couldn't hold back his laughter. It turned out to be one of his knuckles that had cracked, but it didn't bother Ko overly much. Standing in the middle of a crowd of unconscious or broken men, with only sound of groaning where the din of battle had been before, Ko could only take a deep breath and sigh with happiness. "Fuck yeah, that was the good stuff..." And then reality had to ruin things, and Ko suddenly remembered why he'd come there in the first place. "Ah shit. I wonder where Steel and Turg ended up..." |
Wed Jun 24, 2020 2:35 pm
Steel had somehow been overcome by some underlying feeling of hatred. Probably because of the large amount of adrenaline that was now pumping through his veins. It was almost as if time slowed whenever he wasn’t focusing on Turg.
He kicked Turg once to get Turg to fly around onto his stomach. Then he slowly stepped up by his side. “Why are you after me?!” Steel said in a very stern, hateful voice. Turg didn’t say a word, the one he was working with was probably dangerous enough that he thought giving away whatever reason they were after Steel up was worse than Steel doing whatever he would to him here and now.
When Turg kept his lips sealed, Steel raised his foot up and stomped down on one of Turg’s hands, breaking most of the bones in it. “If you don’t tell me I will do worse things to you than you can imagine. WHY ARE YOU AFTER ME?!?!” Steel shouted angrily this time. If anyone walked into the area they were in they would probably hear and locate Steel and Turg easily. Turg still kept his lips sealed so Steel stomped on one of Turgs shins splintering the bone inside. Turg opened his mouth only to scream in pain and that was when Steel lifted Turg off the ground with one arm and held him in place two feet in the air in front of him. He then raised his sword and spoke. “I won’t ask again.”
Turg opened his mouth and started spilling the beans. He had been hired by someone to kill Steel, The one who had hired Turg had been a bit tight lipped about why but it seemed that they didn’t want Steel to come after them. To Steel it was obvious, it was the bandits that had killed his parents that were out to finish the job. Steel knocked Turg out and started walking back to the tavern. He wanted to give Turg to Ko.
Sat Jun 27, 2020 12:07 am
In the end, Ko decided he wasn't in any condition to be going after Steel and Turg. Even if he could keep with Steel, which he absolutely knew he couldn't, his fresh injuries would have just slowed him down. Plus, it had been so long since his temporary partner in crime had taken off that Ko would have no idea which direction to go. He really needed to look into getting some kind of dog or the like for tracking purposes. With no other 'patrons' for Ko to take his frustrations out on, he left the fallen where they lay and hopped behind the dilapidated counter that they called a bar. There wasn't much in the way of diversity back there, but Ko did find what he was looking for: distilled spirits. There was nothing better after a hard fight than a stiff drink. Although, he did have more uses for it than just getting himself drunk. Seeing as his shirt was already destroyed thanks to bodily fluids and the various new holes that had been added to it, Ko quickly tore off the sleeve that was concealing his new stab wound. He then promptly poured a hefty swig of high proof booze on the stained cloth to clean it. Bringing the bottle to his lips, Ko took several deep gulps from it before quickly pouring more straight onto his open wound. He choked down his grunts of pain along with the alcohol, and then began tying his makeshift alcohol-soaked bandages around the wound. It wasn't pretty, but it did the job for now. He'd have to go see a healer later to make sure it didn't get infected or something nasty like that. Luckily, he finished just in time for Steel to show up, dragging Turg behind him like a dead fish. "Oh, you caught him already! That was fast. Hah, you really roughed him up!" Ko could tell just from looking at Turg that he'd gotten off easy. Still, fucker was out cold, that was good enough for him. "So? Any luck, or did he manage to keep his lips shut?" |
Thu Jul 02, 2020 1:35 pm
Steel had walked all the way back from the alley. The moving was slow and the information he had gotten out of Turg was not all he had wanted but was probably all he could get. He sighed as he dragged the unconscious body behind like a dead fish. He didn't care if Turg’s head hit the curb or anything of the like. In a weird fashion Steel’s behaviour hadn’t been so hero like. Something which was Steel’s personal calling card, that he was a hero. Getting inside the bar he witnessed the mess that Ko had brought to the area. He had smashed the entire place. The only one left standing was Ko and it seemed he wasn’t really at his best. Steel didn’t even look like his usual self. Somehow he looked like he was dead inside. Like he cared about nothing.
He tossed Turg’s unconscious body onto one of the nearby tables and looked over at Ko. Slowly one of the patrons of the bar that had fought Ko started getting up. He had probably not been knocked out hard enough. Just as the person got into a push-up position to get up Steel kicked him in the head as if kicking a football. The person promptly fell unconscious again. It wasn’t characteristic of Steel to kick people who were already down on the ground.
Steel then looked back at Ko and spoke in a cold unfeeling tone as he walked past Ko towards the exit. “I am done with him. He gave me what I wanted. So now he is yours.” As Steel said this he moved out of the bar and onto the street. Slowly leaving for some other place in the world. He did not know where his travels would take him next but he knew that the bandits that had killed his parents were alive and if he got famous and annoying enough they would probably come for his head again. The next time it happened Steel would crush them.-Exit-
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