How crazy was this to even be happening. Out of everyone in west blue it was he who made it this far. So if they ask where he is going. Ghost would reply that if he is going anywhere it is too far. As night came about Ghost was all set to meet up with this contact. A deal will ne made tonight rather it be for the greater good or bad. Either it will save rhe world or end it. However it goes one thing is for sure and that is it will surely change it to say the least. Ghost would smile as he knew his time was now. Rocking his most trade mark of suits. He was now on this crazy ass island. He did not even set up his camp yet. However he was about to meet the one who started all of this wild goose chase and damn he was ready.
He stood outside a large hunt. Most likely the meet up spot. As he looked a woman would come out. None other then Petra herself. She looked on at him. Eye to eye from top to bottom. He would do the same as she game a grin yet smile at him. Just what this could mean if anything? But he seen it all before so a smile is a smile. Ghost knew that all too well. Never trust a smile that seems too trusting and she got that down pack indeed. He would look on as she wave to him to come inside. Now was the time to get this meeting under going and damn was he ready. Not scared not at all just a little be unease at it all amd damn it was something. He did not feel in a very long time.
It cannot be stressed enough just how much Raphael was chilling. Even as Lucille left his back and reached his hands, Raphael would at no point in time show on his face any expression that could be seen as anger. An eerie calm took over the young thief as he prepared for what could potentially be a dangerous situation. Aware of the fact that there were other groups on the island, Raphael had ventured out into the wild's of Yoruba on his own without a clear goal in mind. He had heard whispers that individuals with underworld connections were now present on the island, but was unsure of their validity. Even if he couldn't come into contact with any underworld brokers, there certainly had to be other pirates on the island at the very least. Raphael had decided that he would find and interact with these other pirates, which didn't necessarily mean that he had any violent intentions. Raphael assumed the position most suitable for his planned activities, which in this instance just happens to be lying down on his stomach on a small patch of slightly moist dirt beneath a wild, curling mess of branches that connected two powerful old oak trees. Raphael watched from afar as he noticed a large hut in the middle of the forest, with seemingly no activity going on in front of it. The positioning of this hut was curious, as it was completely isolated. This hut sat in the center of a small circular clearing 10 meters in diameter; surrounded completely by forest in all directions for at least 100 meters.
A man, who was for some reason dressed as a ninja, approached the hut before standing there for a few minutes staring blankly into space as Raphael watched him. His attire alone was enough to draw suspicion from Raphael and the strangeness of the setting only added to that suspicion. Raphael and Lucille gazed together in the direction of the ninja, prepared to end this strange scenario at the slightest provocation. Raphael wasn't a trigger-happy man and had no real reason to kill the unsuspecting ninja. His finger gripping Lucille's trigger, he watched the ninja from within a large cluster of trees which kept his presence concealed. As the ninja met with the person who emerged from the hut, the man lying down around 40 meters behind him could not see the face of the woman who stood directly in front of the ninja. Able only to see the back of the man's head, Raphael would wait for any cue that the man was suspicious and take that as his cue to apply pressure to Lucille's trigger and put an end to the man's existence. Seeing no cue to do so would leave Raphael in a slightly better mood, at which point his next course of action would be to simply watch from afar. Raphael was unable to see the woman's face, but he was clearly able to see her wave to the ninja which as far as Raphael was concerned was an act of violence. The two comrades would be just beginning to enter the tent when Raphael would finally spur Lucille into action. The first shot would be fired mostly as a warning, and the next would serve the same purpose fired at the exact same as one preceding it; as it was flying directly towards the back of the ninja Raphael began closing the distance as well, not confident at all that a single shot would be sufficient to take down any true shinobi. Raphael's approach to the two individuals would be rapid, as he'd stick to the trees and run along the forest floor. The shortest trees in this particular section of forest were well over 10 meters tall, and the travels of both Raphael and the shots he had fired would be unimpeded by shrubbery or any parts of the surrounding trees. Raphael would arrive at the location of the hut long after his shot had, and would have completely reloaded Lucille once again as he had worked on doing so while he ran.
"I wonder what's going on with these two. A teenage girl and an adult man alone in the woods?" The pairing was definitely strange, and Raphael was unsure of what to make of it. "I don't like the look of this at all." The time it takes to reload a flintlock varied from person to person, but given his original position and the time it would take him to get there, Lucille would be ready to fire the moment Raphael was forced to question the ethics of the ninja. A damsel in distress would always suffice to get Raphael excited to do battle, and the moment Raphael took note of the young underworld employee's age she became so in his eyes. Raphael was smart enough not to let his guard down upon approaching the two, as the possibility of her attacking him was still a very real one; not to mention a pretty scary one if the katana she carried was any indication. The katana Raphael was able to see from much further away, but it was not until Raphael was a mere 15 meters away from the two individuals that he would finally see the face of the young lady, at which point he'd wonder if the ninja was truly some sort of weirdo and ensure that his facial features were the target of Lucille's next performance. Raphael had no desire to make an enemy of the young woman and therefore would not attack her unless provoked in a meaningful way. Otherwise, she would be left alone until the ninja was dealt with, at which point he'd simply put his guard up before approaching questioning her on her relationship with the masked man.
At last his day and most waited kf moments were out on hold. Yet again but why was this? bold and persistent, neatest, lithe, talkative, courageous, dauntless, remorseless, persistent, cunning, brave, bold, mighty, funny, fierce, sturdy, hot, primitive, nice, stupid, red, good or just damn stupid and not the talking type. Which one of these was the person? Which one was he which one was she? Male or female or someone with no sex. Wither way they were as dead as can be. As he kneel down not that he was hit but more or so that he was happy. Turning his head before looking Petra in the eyes. He realized he had one more test to do and it was kill or be killed. A smile would come across his face as by the time his would be hitter would come. He would already be hiding behind a tree only ten meters away from the hunt.
"Oh my it looks like I will have to fight this day. Can not say I did not see it coming. Just a bit hurt is all. My feelings of being shot at gets no older. But still i must make quick work of this person and be on my happy way." Ghost would smile as he ready himself for battle. Holding his blade in his arm. Being only 35 meters away from the shooter amd hiding behind am oak tree. Ghost had the upper hand and boy was he about to us it.
As the first two bullets flew through the air and hit the ground at the feet of the two individuals. Surprisingly, as the female jumped backwards upon realizing that she was being shot at, she continued to watch her helpless subordinate as he dropped to his knees exactly where he was standing. Once Petra jumped back away from the shots, Raphael finally noticed her appearance. "A teenage girl? What is she doing out here with this adult man?" Not liking the situation one bit, Raphael would release another shot from Lucille before once again reloading her. Continuing to running towards the kneeling man with as much speed as he could possibly muster, Raphael would end up directly behind the man just after his third shot landed a few meters in front of Ghost, having just missed the man who was for some reason still kneeling. He turned his head to right before looking into the eyes of the teenage girl as if he knew that his time had come and wanted to see her one last time. Disgusted by his own totally unfounded theory as to what kind of person the man was, Raphael would dash towards the man from 5 meters behind him, arriving behind the still kneeling man at the same time that he began smiling at the young lady.
With Lucille placed directly behind the man's head, her barrel nearly kissing Ghost's hair, there would be almost no way for him to miss as he'd immediately pull the trigger and sentence the sick pervert to death. Raphael wouldn't have to stop there, as in fear of the event that Ghost didn't die immediately upon being shot in the head, Raphael would repeat the process of shooting the man in the head a further two more times after the first pull of the trigger. With Raphael's position directly behind him making it almost impossible for him to defend himself, Raphael still could not be sure that the man wouldn't be able to. If Ghost managed to stop Raphael from shooting him directly in the head, Raphael would immediately swing a claw-hand at Ghost delivered with the maximum amount of strength he is able to generate.
Skills Used Basic Skill Moderate Exertion(3x Cost): 45 Stamina Used Basic Skill: 15 Stamina Used Remaining Stamina: 90
How foolish was this man. Not only did Petra take cover it was a the time he needed as well. As the man three shots fired at them and clearly missed only a few meters away. Ghost would smile as he could hear the loud foot steps taking place amd coming towards him. Keep in mind by now the man had fired and missed three shots. So the best thing he could have done was kept on busting at the epic Cipher Pol agent. But instead he under valued his might and that cost his sorry ass mote then a Lost. Soon as he was only a few meters away and not even aiming his gun at him right away. Ghost would take this time to use his Soru. His speed increased even more so. The idiot may be able to see him move. But reacting to it was a whole other story.
Just then Ghost would be right in back of the foolish pirate. Using his speed which is already above the pirate and his Soru to increase it even more so. Right after that within that time fame he would use his next attack Shigan. Aiming at the back of the man heart side. Making contact as his speed was just too much. Ghost would be looking on at the man. Who should be hurt badly by now. With a smile on his face he would say. " Most unfortunate for you. But your journey ends here fair well." With that Ghost is the victor even if the man was alive. He was to hurt to do anything. Speed played a big factor here and the man running up to him was truly a foolish thing to do. Ghost would smile as he held his right him like a gun.
Name: Soru-The way Of The Crow Tier: 1 Range: Self Description: The user is able to increase his based speed. He may appear slow but when he strikes his. Feet on the ground speed will come out to play in a instinct. This is usable through the epic fighting style known as Rokushiki. Increasing his speed nonetheless. Destruction Range: N/A Duration: Upkeep 4 post Base Stats: (20% +speed) Key Traits: Rokushiki
Name: Shigan--Sword Of The Hawk Tier: 1 Range: Close Description: Ghost will use this by pointing out any of his fingers. Usually his right index finger. Hitting his target(s) at close to mid range. Targeting any body parts he see fits. Destruction Range: Small Duration: Instant Base Stats: 20%+ To Strength and Power Key Traits: Rokushiki
Type: BNPC Rank: D Name: Petra Fitz Age: 16 Gender: Female Race: Human Faction: Underworld
Height: 4`10 Weight: 93lbs
Appearance: A young thin blonde haired girl. She wears a large coat with fur lining, a red bandanna around her neck, a pink gown, some boots, and her signature katana on her back.
Personality: She's the quiet observant type, but she's not a pushover. She has sharp survival instincts and has a deep loyalty for Zebediah whom she serves wholeheartedly. She's a sweet girl if you get to know her, but chances are you won't. Aspirations: Ask her
Home Island: Ask her Background: Ask her Relations: Zebediah - 85 | Eadric - 60 Bounty: 10,000,000
Petra couldn't say she wasn't taken a back, by the sudden shift, but instinctively she adjusted to the situation like water.
One shot, she grasped her blade's handle and made a single shallow jump back (per Raph's post).
Two shots, her blade was drawn and her eyes were honed in on the lone approaching source. Just one? She thought to herself as she held her ground and mentally visualized the proper response, he was reloading. In the hut behind her was Zebediah and she was his sole guard since Eadric was out scouting, so she couldn't rely on her elder to carry her weight. Not like she needed him. Nor did she need the meatshield in front of her, who failed to make an adequate or even sensible reaction. That would be coming out of his paycheck.
All was fine though, for the marksman made a grave mistake treading into the Underworld's turf, especially by his lonesome. As the third shot rang, but hadn't yet hit the ground and the riflemen was closing the short gap between him and the meatbag, she herself zigged then zagged diagonally forward-right, then diagonally forward-left as quick as her legs would move her. Her small frame would weave around the suit wearing grunt and luckily on the opposite side of the third bullet that just hit the ground and not her, nor her feet, nor the tent that hosted Zebediah, just as her strides were complete.
Neither her, nor the riflemen arrived at their destination first, it was a draw.
Her intention was to stop the swing of her blade at the riflemen's neck at the end of her second bound. She could tell his target was the suit-man whom she met in West Blue and who was initially closest to the assailant. Should his intentions change, this told presumably by the shift of his focus which was on the "ninja", she'd take this as a threat on her own person and instead of trying to stop her blade she'd allow it to bite as far into his neck as her strength would allow. With her prowess with the Long Sword principle, this would easily allow her to decapitate the man, so he'd best keep his eyes forward.
With the stalemate in arrivals, hopefully the riflemen would sense his life was in jeopardy just as Suit's was. A rifle to Suit's head, but a blade to his own neck. Should he fire the fourth shot or proceed to claw at the man, the aforementioned bite would be the response. Should the situation hit a peak with two lives being on the line, but none taken, nor harmed, she'd speak in a strong stern tone. Suit was expendable, but to put Zebediah's life in harm's way was unforgivable. The only thing that was sparing the lad was the information he could potentially offer, so he'd better start talking. "And just who the hell are you?"
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As Raphael ran towards the kneeling man with intent to shoot him in the head, he finally noticed the movement of the young lady and took note of how strange it was. After Petra jumped away from the initial shots, she had completely slipped from Raphael's mind. Completely forgetting to keep track of the teenager was just one of the many mistakes Raphael had made throughput this altercation. His number of mistakes was dwarfed many times over by that of his opponent, however, and it seemed that the only logical outcome was for both parties to atone for their sins.
So as Raphael stood directly behind the man wearing the suit, he'd pull the trigger the moment he got the opportunity. There would be no hesitation or no effort to even account for the woman's presence, there would only be the sound of rifle fire from Lucille as she'd unleash a bullet into the skull of the man in the suit. The bullet would immediately go flying through his head, entering through the back and existing in an explosion of facial features that left Ghosts's newly hole fill face looking beautiful at a speed far too great for any of the involved parties to do anything about it. It was unfortunate, as if either himself or Ghost had simply been more competent then perhaps no one would've had to die. But because the two men who had been locked in combat were both shitters, the blood of both men had to decorate the ground outside the hut. The only saving grace in the situation was that in this world we lived in the wills of the strong were often inherited by the next generation and that perhaps in the future a strong person would come to continue the legacies of either defeated party. Raphael didn't have much hope for the future however, as the feeling of cold steel pressing against one's neck usually did the trick in instilling a sense of hopelessness within an individual. Assuming he would still have time after unloading a bullet into Ghost's head, Raphael's only course of action would be to smile.
Tsk Tsk Tsk! How certain actions can change the view of hope and change it for all. As Ghost was kneeling clearly he had one knee down and his right foot ready to leap. Like a runner getting ready to run at the sound of the gun. He would give a faded smile. As he would hear the first gun shot come at them only to miss them. With in that moment. Ghost was already in his trained state of mind on what to do next. Watching as Petra made her moving move. At that very same time. The second bullet would have followed the first both missing. Was the sign of a bad marksman. Before the third bullet could make its way towards Ghost he would use the second bullet fire that missed as a chance to get away. Using his Soru a very highly trained and used skilled for moments like these. He would instantly get out of the way.
Aiming high within the sky at least sixteen meters. Ghost would look back to see Petra have the man by the neck. " The Soru allows the users to move at extremely high speeds in order to avoid attacks. This is the core might of this skill in which I was to learn. This guy made a bad call this day." Looking on at the duo Ghost would then yell out at Petra. "Hey he come for the boss head. He must have followed me here. We must end him right here right now. He would say that as he stood tall and well prepared to dodge again and attack if need be.
Name: Soru-The way Of The Crow Tier: 1 Range: Self Description: The user is able to increase his based speed. He may appear slow but when he strikes his. Feet on the ground speed will come out to play in a instinct. This is usable through the epic fighting style known as Rokushiki. Increasing his speed nonetheless. Destruction Range: N/A Duration: Upkeep 4 post Base Stats: (20% +speed) Key Traits: Rokushiki
