======= Back at the Restaurant =======
4 of them rushed him at once, I’m pretty sure I saw the others flee. All that tough-guy attitude and they’ll run away from a fight like this?
Although, you have to admit. This girl sure was intimidating. She was more like a wild animal than human.
With one mans slash she sifted to the side. Bolting past the next guy she pushed the noggin of the unfortunate man behind me down. Using that momentum, she did a flip in the air and landed right next the last guy. As that one motioned to cut through she backstepped. It looked as if the guy behind him had her, but she ducked low and scooted around by his side, The blade managing to slice the top of her poofy hair.
.. .Did she just stab the guy’s heart from the back with a hidden knife?
Bah. You won’t look a gift horse in the mouth at this point. If there’s a lull in the battle after the first kill you bet I’m getting out of here!
I’m able to make it outside where the owners are standing. Feebly spectating the violence inside their store. Well, if they’re going to stay, I’ll stay too. I owe them that much at least.
Besides. I don’t wanna get on this gal’s bad side. She’s a lunatic!
As the remaining ones surround her she shifts side to side with a spring in her step. It’s as she’s pumped to get some more action. Or maybe she can smell the steaming dumplings from the kitchen over the blooded iron in the air.
“Hey... whazza matter? Ya all seemed so EAGER to get a piece of me for before I ganked your friend here.” She’s boasting. Boasting over her kill! Just what kind of person DOES THAT.
“What are you, an idiot?”
The blonde hair man addresses the guy slaughtering his men casually. At least this one seems like he can walk like he talks.
“You don’t get it do you? I don’t think you get it all, toots.” He shakes his head. “My pops is the governor around here. No one can lay a finger on me without paying the price.”
With that statement he rocks his head back and forth, cracking his neck. What a tough guy thing to do.
“Hell, I bet they don’t even live to see the next morning. You understand now right? This aint wartime anymore yanno? Folks who can do nothing but swing around swords are nothing but--”
To his credit, he ducks before the gal can slice his head off. Got his topnot though. You can see the cold sweat pouring from his face. So much for the tough guy act.
“.. you understand what I just said, right?”
“You’ve gotta! It’s common sense around these parts! Just who do you think you are!”
“Your common sense doesn’t mean jack shit to me buddy.”
The blondie looks completely bewildered at this. “..what?”
She leans in close.
And says plainly for all to hear.
“I’m from the Outside World buddy”
His jaw drops.
haha oh wow.
You’ve got to be kidding me. I’ve heard stories of how crazy these outsiders can get but this one really takes the cake. Looks like the blondie is trying to pull himself together, but he’s not convincing anyone at this point.
“.. Listen, my old man’s got three of this state’s champion badasses in his pocket.” He’s trying that card this late in the game? His face is stern, but his shaking hands and dripping chin betrays his true emotions. He gets a surprised look of the gal’s face though. He looks a trickle more confident at that.
“Huh? You scared? Ready to apologize now you dumb bi-- AIIIIIIIIYEEEEEEEE”
She kicks the sword he was resting his hands & chin off and his face falls into his knees.
She’s got a terrible grin on his face now. You shudder to think she’ll do next.
“I’m sorry! PLEASE DON’T HURT ME”
“--Hey, gimme yer hand.”
He’s trying to crawl back, basic flight or fight instincts you guess. But as the woman steps forward and he finds his back to a wall he’s not left with much options. He timidly offers his his shaky hand to the ruffian girl.
“ALL RIGHT YOU BASTARDS. The bunch of ya’ll proved you aint worth my time. I want you to get these 3 badasses on the count of 10 you hear me!?” She shouts her demands.
But what’s that guy’s hand gotta do-- *CRACK*
The Governor’s Son is yelling in pain right about now. That sounds painful.
“ONE.” she says “AHUH-TWO” *CRACK*
His men are running off with their tails between their legs now. They hesitated on the fist finger but seeing their boss double over in pain must have been too much.
Of course, one guy stays back just in case. These guys are thugs but at least they’re not stupid.
He’s yelling and crying and you could see the snot coming right out his nose if you were here.
I can’t help but pity the man. I don’t feel bad for him though, You reap what you sow right?
“Man. This is getting boring. Do they really not care about you? Some buddies you picked eh? Maybe if I break all of them at once they’ll come running…”
At that his eyes are practically bursting out of their sockets!
As if the man’s prayers are being answered from the other side of the store: A megane with two swords at her hip enters the room.
“......................... Ah, you’re in the middle of some business. Please pardon the interruption”
The girl’s pupils shifts to side and she tries to turn away. If I could describe her face in one word right now it would be: NOPE.
“You wouldn’t happen to be one of those badasses would you?” The thuggish gal and red let go of the governor brat. With a running start she dashed towards the new arrival, she aimed at her blade at her head.
Anticipating that, the glasses girl ducked and drew her top sword out. As if on cue, The other gal hopped over her and kicked off the side of the building with a blade overhead.
The girl in green (did I mention she was wearing green?) shifted to the left and spun around, trying to slice her opponent on landing. But she was too quick, in the time it took for her to reach half her rotation she already flanked her side and given her the run around. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pLz7D0ZAgbg
The stood across from each other, no more than 5 feet apart. You notice the girl with two swords has left hand on the smaller blade…
“You’ve got the wrong person.” Is she trying to reason with this gal!? “If it those “badasses” you want, they just died a few minutes ago”
“Dead?” an incredulous reply to an incredulous statement from the afro-girl.
“I was the one that killed them” --this girls a monster too!
And with that they’re at it again! The girl in red bounded forward with a horizontal cut, ducking the automatic dodge-and-counter coming from the other lady and transitioning into two quick sweeps. As she’s lifting herself up the glasses girl takes her opportunity to rush in.
One. Two. Three. Slashes one after the other.
Duck. Hop. The Gal even had the audacity to cartwheel up and back over the table for the last one too!
The green girl gives chase to her jumping off the tables and tries to cut her off at the end of the table. The wild gal somersaults
by, kicks over a table, Jumps over the table for a flipping slash maneuver
and then kicks off the support beam into an overhead chop
in an attempt to get a hit on her opponent.
This catches the other girl off guard, but she manages to step to side on both unorthodox attempts on her life. Hell, she even manages to avoid the turnaround cut and the follow-up
spin-around slash after that.
Just when it looks like the ruffian is going to fall flat on her face, one of her hands touch the floor and suddenly what looks like a total loss of momentum transitions into a roundhouse kick! This further leads into another sweep which forces the other girl back.
With her string of attacks over the sword-megane tries to chop her while she’s down. But she parries with the metal undersoles of her sandals
. She kicks the blade off and they’re right into eachother’s personal space again.
Was this girl raised by monkeys or something!" Such an unorthodox style.. You’ve never seen such a thing your entire life! Well, actually, some of Marisa’s stunts come close, but not anywhere near this fluidity.
Every time one cuts into the other they dodge it and respond with something of their own. Sometimes the momentum goes on longer than others but it’s clear that the more unorthodox fighter is throwing the other one off guard. The glasses girl loses her footing though and she pays with it by losing the hat off her head.
.. Silver Hair? Oh man she looks livid right now.
...Oh god they’re coming right at us!
The old couple and I quickly back off to the side while the ruffian gal ducks under a chasing slash, The green girl hot on her trails.
We rush back into the store… only to see oil on the floor.
And the one arm man with a torch in hand. This guy..! I want to deck him right now but my legs are frozen. I can do nothing as he drops the torch onto the ground. Bursting the floor into flames, Everyone inside rushes out.
Not wanted to get trampled I force my legs to move and run with them, In the distance I can hear the madman's cackling.
“BURN! BURN INTO ASHES ZEHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA”
But it was cafe.
Inside the burning building, The two ronin girls stood.
To the left: Was a wild child. From the poofy-dark-matted hair, tanned skin, and the rags that hugged her body, but especially
the scars of shackles on her wrists and ankles, that this one had a criminal record.
On the right: Was a stoic bespeckled girl. Hair that shone like the moon, adorned with a black Ribbon. With katana in hand and perfect poise, she could be the perfect model of a trained swordswoman. Silver-green vestments adorned with the seal of a near bygone era would betray her identity, but it seems no one had noticed.
They stood in a building wrapped in flame, slowly but surely falling apart. Were the two mad women fighting without care to their surroundings, or were they just so invested into the battle that neither could retreat while both were at a standstill?
“Talk about a heated
battlefield am I right..?”
“Aren’t you going to run?”
“Heh, don’t put yourself out on my account, lass.”
With nothing left to be said they rushed eachother, but before they could make contact it the inflamed ceiling fell flat on them both.
I did this as excuse to not break nanowrimo and get in some practice for action scenes.
Did most of it from memory so I wonder if I remembered most of it right...
I'll finish it the next time I don't get enough votes.