[center][b]Collab between Pach and Buns[/b][/center] [i]“Fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you some more!” “Moira, that’s enough! He’s unconscious now! Stop, you’re just killing him!” “Lay a hand on my son, huh? Fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you again some more!”[/i] [b]Clockwork Town 22 years ago Largo Mann: F Rank Guilder: Age 26 Moira Dennis: H Rank Guilder: Age 22[/b] [img]http://i.imgur.com/XpBMP2z.png[/img] Twenty-two years ago, in the centre of Clockwork Town’s main square, beneath the town’s bustling clock tower monument, a ferocious brawl had taken place between a group of nefariously minded bandits and a group of Guilders whom had just returned home tired from a mission in a nearby location. The bandits had originally planned on being able to pilfer and rob from the town in the group’s absence, but hadn’t projected for the group of quickly rising in fame Guilders to have returned as early as they had. The confrontation would have been effortlessly one sided, were it not for the arduous mission the team of Guilders including the team’s leader Damus and his allies Largo, Matthew, Rachael, Tiberius, Jade, Lady, and their newest member had been involved in. That wasn’t to say the bandits now proved to in any way, shape or form a threat – simply so that the fight took a lot longer to complete, and mistakes were prone to occur. And no greater mistake was that of the mission’s end, involving the group’s latest member… [img]http://i.imgur.com/yrTIYJQ.png[/img] [b]“Fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you some more!”[/b] [url=http://i.imgur.com/mYPwr7f.png]Moira Dennis[/url] screamed, grabbing the unconscious, bleeding bandit by the collar in one hand and pummelling him over and over with her free one. All sights and sounds around her were completely lost to Moira, so lost in her primal, berserker rage that all she could focus upon was the wretched man in front of her that had dared to have the nerve to attack and hurt [i]her own son.[/i] “Moira, that’s enough! He’s unconscious now! Stop, you’re just killing him!” [b]“Lay a hand on my son, huh? Fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you again some more!”[/b] [img]http://i.imgur.com/emNxEjp.png[/img] He had only been watching from the sides of the assembled circle of crowds, watching and cheering his mother work to fight alongside her new friends and defend their town. Watch as the tired team struggled to end the fight swiftly and soundly, and battle on as the fight continued. Watch as his mother was so focused upon defeating two bandits with her great sword that she didn’t see a third charge from behind with a knife readied for her throat, the other Guilders too far away and distracted to help. But he wasn’t… Sonny’s efforts to save his mother had succeeded, preventing the bandit from killing Moira from behind, but for all his courage and bravery he was still only a young, six year old boy. He was swatted away to the ground from the bandit with a hard backhand, shocking Moira to their attention, and the horror she witnessed in seeing what the man had done to her son. She was resolved to make sure the pain he felt was a hundred times that what he gave to her son. [b]“You fucking asshole motherfucking piece of shit fuck! How do you like this, huh? You fucking fuck!”[/b] Moira yelled, punching on and on. [img]http://i.imgur.com/WBkNL3u.png[/img] “Moira, that’s [b]enough![/b]” Rachael yelled, sheathing her sword and racing across the square as quickly as she could to try and stop the raging woman. Words however were deaf to her, and so Rachael grabbed onto Moira’s arm, trying to forcibly stop her. [b]"Fuck off!"[/b] Moira smashed her hand backwards, accidentally punching Rachael in the face to remove her from herself, so that nothing could stop her. “Rachael!” Largo shouted, clenching his fists and teeth together upon seeing what was happening. He began to run after Moira, this time determined to stop Moira with more force. Regardless of what the bandit may have done to the little boy, it didn’t excuse anybody from beating somebody to death, or to punch Rachael in the face…! Largo didn’t reach halfway to Moira before her rampage was brought to a final stop. A giant fist gripped Moira’s face, ripping her free from the bandit and slamming her down into the ground hard, knocking all of the wind out of her. She gasped as her body collapsed to the ground, staring up in disbelief at the mighty A Rank Warrior Damas looking down at her. [img]http://i.imgur.com/5Q5yZXO.png[/img] [b]“MOIRA DENNIS! THAT IS ENOUGH!”[/b] The senior Guilder yelled. The murmurs from the assembled crowd about them died in an instant. “I understand your rage and frustration… but nothing justifies what you were close to doing. Nothing justifies killing a man, as low and debased as he may be! That is not our way, not the Guilder way! We are [b]better then that!”[/b] Brought back to reality, Moira heard the Guilder’s words all too easily. She frowned and glared at the powerful man towering over her, a fierce look of condemnation and revulsion seething out. But that quickly evaporated. Her tensed face softened, and her eyes, nose and mouth twitched. With one hand she shoved Damas off her, the other covering her face as she rose to stand up and walk away. “Get away from me!" Moira screamed. "Nothing,” She then spat, walking to and holding onto Sonny’s hand. “None of you know a fucking thing whatsoever. Not a fucking thing...” She walked into and through the parting crowd, away from the team of Guilders - [i]friends[/i], she had spent only a short six months with, and said nothing more.