BASH HIRABAYASHI
"Taipan"
𓆗 Sable Serpents |Junior| Jinx:
Embargo
Location: South District, in his apartment
Interacting: Yelena (
Elenion Aura
)
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Bash listened intently as Yelena gave him directions on where to go. He noticed, but disregarded the tightening of her grip when he sped up, and decided that it would probably be best not to do it again. Instead, he smoothly steered at every turn, and kept a moderate pace with much less revving. A warm feeling swarmed over Bash when they crossed the border and made their way into the South District. A feeling that comforted him, making him feel right at home, but also warned him to stay alert, as anything could happen at any time. Before long, Bash parked outside of Yelena's apartment complex, his tail light illuminating the dark concrete and painting it red, and his engine humming quietly. He motioned his foot to slam down the bike's kickstand, providing more stability for his passenger to hop off.
"
Zanks." Bash watched as she took a few steps back, obviously ready to part ways. "
Yeah, don't sweat it." she turned around, heading towards the door of her building. "
Vell, see you." he waved her off, before putting the bike back into Drive and moving forward, back into the middle of the street. Before he took off, he pointed his fist at her. "
Don't forget, we're partners now! If ya see Silva again, you'd better call me so I can get my licks in!" with that, he revved his bike and pulled off, disappearing once he was far enough down the street. He was free to ride however he wanted now, so he obviously sped up as much as he could. His engine's screams ripped throughout the district, before he came to an abrupt stop outside of his own apartment building, parking his bike and stepping off.
Before he could wrap his hand around the handle of the door to his cheap building, footsteps caught his attention. His gaze shifted towards the source of the sound, a tall, thin man-- probably not too far from him in terms of age, with his hands in his pocket. He was constantly looking around, as if he were just waiting for someone to try him. There was probably a weapon in his pocket. An interested smirk revealed his sharpened canines as he turned around, heading down the stairs and standing directly in the man's path. He quickly stopped walking, tightening the grip on whatever was in his pocket and staring at Bash. "
What? You're in my way--" the man didn't even get to finish his sentence before he was forced to pull out the golden switchblade in his pocket and aim it at Bash, who was charging at him like a wild beast who had just spotted it's prey. He quickly ducked under the first slash the man made with the knife, utilizing the momentum of the duck to aim a powerful overhand right at his face. The man instantly flew backwards, landing on his back and dropping the knife. Bash then revealed an animalistic smile as he stood over his victim, before proceeding to slam his fists into his face for about 15 seconds.
"
Man, that was fuckin' refreshing." he uttered to no one in particular, wiping his bloodstained fists off on his unconscious victim's shirt before getting up and turning the knob to the door, walking up to the second floor and unlocking the door to his apartment. For such a ruthless person, Bash's apartment was surprisingly neat. He barely had any belongings, other than a tv, a bed, a couch, and the clothes in his closet, and throughout his entire apartment--consisting of a bedroom, living room, bathroom and kitchen, there was nothing unnecessarily on the ground. He stepped into the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror before noticing that there was blood spattered on the lower half of his face. He grinned at himself, as if to say 'good job', and turned the water on, washing his face off. Once he was clear of blood, he dried off, removed his jacket, and threw himself onto his bed. "
Fuck, man..." he looked at his hands, which were still trembling from the adrenaline rush that came from the fight. It obviously wasn't enough to satisfy him, but he wasn't in the mood to go out hunting for any more fights. He had a good day, after all. "
Why do the rookies always have the best luck? Fuckin Erich Silva? You kiddin' me?"
AKIRA SENDO
"Inari"
Albino Tigers |Senior / Bodyguard|Jinx:
Item Teleportation
Location: East/South District border, parked outside abandoned tunnel
Interacting: Lucidity (
BriiAngelic
)
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Lucy's reaction to his answer left a lot to be desired. She truly was a master of deception. He couldn't get a read on how she really felt, as her true feelings were hidden deep under her smirk.
His inquiry regarding her New Year's plans seemed to lighten the mood and put an end to the brief silence that had overtaken the car. She leaned ever-so-slightly closer to him, and he continued to curiously smile at her. They locked eyes for a moment, a lovely connection between brown and red similar to the leaves descending onto the ground on an autumn day. "
New years huh. Now is that a date offer I’m hearing here?" Once again, he couldn't tell if she was being serious or not. Her smile and eyes appeared to be genuine, but, as he knew, she was a tricky person.
Guess I'll play along. He thought, narrowing his eyes slightly.
It doesn't matter, after all. As soon as he opened his mouth to reply, probably with something like "If you'd like it to be" or some other flirtatious nonsense, their 'moment' was cut short by an outburst coming from the depths of the cave they were supposed to be watching.
"
Pit-San!! "
His eyes immediately broke contact with hers and shot towards the cave. Was it time to head in? He stopped for a second to listen. Five seconds passed. Then ten. Then fifteen, and time passed until 30 seconds had elapsed. If anything, all of the noise was coming from one person. What on Earth was taking place in that cave? Whatever it was, Chikage didn't seem to be in much trouble. The main thing he was looking for was some sort of display of immense strength. A person being sent barreling out of the tunnel, flying chunks of concrete, an explosion-- any of those would be an immediate signal to leap into action. While the Japanese screams that echoed from the cave, followed by a few other unfamiliar voices, were a cause for concern, they weren't Chikage, so Akira didn't care. Whoever else was in there could be reduced to a pulp for all he cared.
"
Oh would you look at that. It seems my New Years will be spent cleaning up the messes of idiots." He looked over to his colleague, who was now sitting erect with a heavily annoyed mien. She was looking at the tunnel, but there was no chance that she would actually be able to see anything in the dark underpass, as nightfall had already made its grace on the day. He calmly leaned back, resting his arms behind his head. Being the relaxing one this time, he continued to watch her as she looked through the windshield. "
Looks like we'll have to postpone that date, then."
What a shame.
He was slightly surprised by her annoyance, but he supposed that anything would be better than sitting in a car waiting for something to go down. He sympathized with her a bit. "
You know if I didn’t think they’d see us then crushing their cars would be a lovely way to greet the New Year considering I’m stuck dealing with this stupidity. Well if someone goes flying we can just drive in grab our guy and go right?" With that, he let out a quiet chuckle before reaching forward and pushing the 'drive' button on his gear dashboard, immediately placing his foot on the brake and pressing the 'brake hold' button right after. After making it easier for him to immediately accelerate into the cave if needed, he looked at her with another closed-eye smile. "
Better to be ready in case we have to do that, right? I have to say, you come up with some pretty good ideas. Where did you learn to be so quick on your feet?" He sat back once again, now resting his left hand on the steering wheel.
Anne Boolean
Galaxy Bear
