WC: 213
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Fri Sep 10, 2021 8:05 pm
WC: 213
Fri Sep 10, 2021 8:07 pm
WC: 215
TWC: 428
Fri Sep 10, 2021 8:09 pm
WC: 222
TWC: 650
Fri Sep 10, 2021 8:12 pm
WC: 426
TWC: 1,076
Fri Sep 10, 2021 8:15 pm
As they continue to converse, the quartet fail to realize the lumbering behemoth moving towards them. It’s only when one of them moves to get a cigarette do they spot the behemoth, barely visible, approaching from the south. “Who the fuck is that?!” One of them replies as they all draw their guns. “If you’ve any common sense, you’ll get the hell away from here.” Jin continues his walk forward, never taking his eyes off of the four in front of him. His hair suddenly turns a brilliant golden color as streaks of electrical discharge surrounds his body.
Unconcerned about what he considers to be a light show, one of them men fires a shot from his gun. Jin, to the complete surprise of the men in front of him, dodges the bullet. They stand, with mouths agape as Jin’s form blurs from view. He reappears, seconds later, standing directly in front of the man who fired the first shot. Before he has time to react, Jin punches him squarely in the fact with all of his strength, killing him upon impact. His form blurs once more as the three begin to fire blindly, each shot completely missing their intended target. A curdle is heard as two of the men glance to the right and see their comrade fall to the ground, his neck crushed and blood oozing from his mouth. “Shit…Shit…” one of them yells as he begins to run away. The scream of his remaining partner only makes him run harder. Without looking backward, he fires a couple of shots behind him. A desperate attempt to do anything to his unknown attacker. He fires off another salvo of shots before taking refuge behind a tree. Sweat beads down his face as he attempts to compose himself. After a few seconds of not hearing anything, he glances from behind the tree and sees the fallen bodies of his comrades. The behemoth, however, was nowhere to be found. Thinking he’s found an opportunity to escape, he turns back around and prepares to run. Unfortunately, his eyes are met with an orb of bluish-white energy just barely hovering near his face. “Shit…” he mutters as the orb envelopes his body.
Jin drags the remains of the charred and deceased body over with the rest of the group, his golden hair and the golden radiance it provided receding. He grabs the sheet that lay draped over the cart and turned it into a makeshift sack to carry the jewels. After filling up the sack and casually tossing the pin Jerr gave him among the wreckage, Jin quickly leaves the area.
WC: 542
TWC: 1,618
Fri Sep 10, 2021 8:17 pm
“When I heard the rumors of Martello’s guards being butchered last night, I had a feeling it was you. Despite their proficiency in magic, none of the Tessio syndicate had the propensity for the brutality that they mentioned. You know you’ve likely started a war between the two.” “Don’t care.” Jin replies as he places the sack down and reaches inside. He takes a large handful of jewels and places them inside his bag. That was the payment he gave himself. “Give the rest of it to the kid. Make sure he doesn’t have to struggle anymore.” “My my, what a kind gesture. I didn’t think you had the capacity.” Herman says as he reaches for a cigarette. “I’ve held up my end of the deal. Time for you to do yours.” Herman sighs as he lights it, letting the smoke drift from it before speaking. “I suppose that’s fair. There is a man in Baska named Yamashiro. Yamashiro is a high ranking official with the ranking committee. It’s been rumored that he knows people who are affiliated with Tsukishima. He should provide the answers that you seek.”
Jin immediately bolts from the room, accidentally waking Jerr from his slumber as he makes his way outside. He makes a sharp whistling sound as a large shadow looms overhead. A large serpentine beast descends from the heavens, hovering just in front of Jin. “Cool…” Jerr says as both he and Herman exit the building and watch as Jin hops on the beast. The man shoots a glare that slowly softens as the seconds tick by. “Thank you…” he says sincerely as the beast takes off and heads towards Baska.
WC: 363
TWC: 1,981
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