"They are exploding the town and ships. We are on an island. We do not hide or we are trapped. We have no place to run. You and your gun should come with us."
"If you insist."
Even if Countless was somewhat unfazed by the prospect of the attacking Marines, he still had to "escape." After all, he didn't want to be around for the destruction of the entire town. On the bright side, this situation tied in with the whole idea of him getting a form of travel. It was around this time that Leader-Lady (the current name which Countless had for Brenda) was talking about building a ship. Countless had sort of missed the whole point of the message, aside from the fact that ships were being built; it tied into his mission to leave the island though, assuming a ship was actually going to be built.
Pulling out his Buster Bazooka from... somewhere... Countless began to open its compartment. He then dug through his pocket, and retrieved a Jet Dial to use with the Bazooka. As he followed Brenda outside of the tavern, he began to fit the Bazooka with the Jet Dial.
Just as he had seen before, there were a ton of Marines outside. They were waving their guns around threatening to shoot people. It was rude. More than rude, probably terrifying for some of the people in question, but Countless didn't seem to quite capture the gravity of the whole ordeal for the more timid participants of the carnage. The doctor in particular seemed worried, and Countless was sure to give him words of encouragement.
"Don't worry, I'll make sure that you're not filled with bullet holes yet."
That last part sounded somewhat ominous. It was a spur of the moment thing to say. Of course, Countless meant nothing by it, but it was almost certain to be taken the wrong way.
Planting his feet onto the ground, Countless hoisted the Buster Bazooka over his shoulder, aiming toward a portion of the Marines ahead, albeit unenthusiastically. He was having a pragmatic thought at this time; he should take one of their guns after this.
"...Jet Bust—I mean, JET BUSTER!" He shouted, replacing his less-enthusiastic voice with one of a much more heightened level. A powerful gust of wind was released from the bazooka, lifting some of the weaker and lighter Marines off of their feet entirely, and making some of the stronger ones stumble; it left them open to the attacks of anyone else who wished to join in.
"I not some fishy fish guy" Said Able loudly, but did not have much time for any more talking as the Tomahawk marine is suddenly upon him. Able used his sword to block the two Tomahawks thrown at him, Able remarks about the accuracy of this mans throw. Able did not see any opening for him to take advantage of so he moved into typical melee combat with the marine. His blade made contact with the marines Tomahawks and so Able began striking at the marine, defending against the marines own strikes and finally watching for a opening. "You are a formidable fighter what is you're name so I may remember it"
Tristan found himself in a swarm of a massive battle. It seems that the marines were outnumbering the pirates. Not only was it a surprise attack but the numbers made it hard for them to counter attack. There was no where to run as Reverse Mountain was far to steep to climb and all of the ships had been sunk. Some pirates gave up peacefully without any struggle. They were bound in chains and gathered in the center of town. However there were plenty of pirates who fought tooth and nail for their freedom. Some were strong but the majority were weak. They had no idea how to handle the soldiers hardened by the grand line.
Tristan however was taking down several of the marines left and right. Most of the normal soldiers were no match for him. In the distance from him there seemed to be a far more epic battle happening between a few pirates and some marine officers. A massive 9 foot tall fishman was facing off against a 7 foot tall human throwing axes. Another man who seemed to be able to produce lighting was facing off against two pole users. As he fought he drifted closer and closer to them until he was almost at the edge of the battle. Both of them took some notice of Tristan. However his easy ride was over.
Approaching him in the midst of combat was a tall woman nearly six and a half feet tall, albeit with heels, brandishing long flowing golden yellow hair and bright blue eyes. She looked more like a runway model than an officer but she wore a slender captain's jacket with the name "Kariko" on the back. She didn't appear to have any kind of weapon on her. However she closed the small distance between them in an instant.
"Can't just let you go around beating my men to death can I?" She said in a distractedly gentle tone. Tristan only has a split second to react as she brings up a powerful front kick with her shoes that he now can see are definitely made of ultra heavy lead and the heel is spiked. The kick is aimed at his midsection and the force behind it is quite powerful despite the quickness.
@zellected (I was having a hard time with your post as it didn't have much to react with. For now you are just behind Tristan and you can leap into the fight with the Female Marine Captain he is fighting at your leisure.)
The two pole users were having a bit of a hard time during the battle and it was becoming tiresome for both sides. The younger and less experienced of the two (the dragon pole user) was getting impatient.
"Sempai..." He said in a low tone while getting ready for an assault. "I'm going to see if I can take him down in a single strike. Cover me if I miss..." He whispers. Then in a flash he rushes towards Ahio and brings down a quick powerful strike that carries more force than any other during the whole battle. However Ahio had just unleashed his lighting form and brought up a sword to block. The lighting traveled up the dragon pole and struck the younger marine and blasted him back. The pole had splintered and the second sword was going for a kill strike.
It was at this time the twin pole user leaped into action and used one of his twin poles as a lighting rod to block the strike and save his Kohai. The smaller staff was destroyed in the process and now lay splintered and busted in half. The younger pole user lay twitching on the ground and the older sempai stands with just his one pole.
"Rest now." He says to his comrade before taking a strange new stance with just the single Jo-staff. His eyes were focused and now Ahio can tell this is where the real fight begins. "I'm not acknowledging you or anything but I will admit...your power is impressive. I am going to have to take you down before you become a threat. I should have done that from the get go but I wanted to try out using two staff's. I also wanted to let my younger brother here get some practice in. I underestimated you and that was my mistake. But your life end's here pirate..." A strange calm now surrounds the area between them and despite being made of lighting Ahio knew it would be reckless to attack without thinking.
The man with the Mohawk and the tomahawks looked surprised but thrilled at Able's skillful ability to block his 4 axe banzai barrage. He continues to strike madly and every so often unleashes an axe from his hand before quickly grabbing another. Able moves swiftly but his large body is a big target and a few are able to scratch even his tough skin. However none of the powerful strikes of the ones still in hand made contact.
"My name is Takahito! Thanks for asking. What is yours?" He says doing a full banzai spin landing kicks now with the constant barrage. It seems as this point Able is struggling. His movements are quick enough but he seems to be holding something back. Takahito wasn't sure if it was fear of his blades or if it was something else.
"My name is Able." He replies now taking his sword back to a drawn position but not re-sheating it. "I shall honor you with a good death." Able says with a low growl as he unleashes a powerful Iai draw without the sheath. It knocks two of his tomahawks out of Takahito's hands as well as opening up the marine's body for a second slash. This was what Takahito wanted and a sadistic grin covers his face once again as he drew two more axes out of no where and catches Able's blade and sticks the tip into the ground. The other edge is pinned down with an axe and Takahito's bare foot.
"Blade break technique: Reverse forge" Taka screamed as he slammed the back of an axe which has the edge of a hammer into the side of the sword. It busts into pieces. "Too bad you had to fight me fish man! You might have had a chance against three out of the five captains. But I specialize in taking down swords." His laughter is short lived however as his hand is caught by able.
Able's eyes go white as his fishman rage kicks in. Takahito tries to remove his hand from Able's iron grip but fails. Before he can even react Able's teeth sink into his captured arm and he is thrashed about. His body slams against the ground, the side of a building and then back to the ground. The teeth crunch down so hard he feel's his bones snapping and suddenly there is a rip. He falls to the ground a good 20 feet away with his right arm still in Able's teeth. Able's eyes return to normal and he drops the marine's arm.
"I am hindered by such feeble swords. I could not use the full brunt of my swordplay so in that reguard you had defeated me. However I am a shark so don't think simply smashing by blade will defeat me." He turns on his heels and notes the new tall female captain fighting Tristan. He takes note of his strength and yells out to both him and Ahio. "The two of you seem strong. If you want to get off this island alive I wish you luck in this fight and hope to see you in the port." With this he dashes off to the port.
The captain slammed into the building and hits one of the main support beams. The building begins to creak but doesn't move. However the captain is hit by a powerful enhanced punch which sends him through yet another wall and the support of the building seems to wane now. The captain takes a moment but actually gets up. His helmet is busted and falls to the ground in pieces. He takes his dislocated jaw and cracks it back into place.
"So Nabil is the name of your comrade? Is he weaker than you? If so he doesn't stand a chance. Not that you do either. I take it that was your best shot? Allow me to re turn the FAVOR!" He he slams his body into the cannon ball form once more. It moves at the same speed and destructive force as a regular cannon ball but for some reason it is shifted to the right and misses Marxo by a few inches. Instead he slams through the wall and hits a third support beam.
"oh...bloody hell...the hell." He stands up slowly. His head is now bleeding and shows why he usually wears the helmet. It seems the punch had knocked him a little bit harder than he had thought as his vision is blurred slightly. Suddenly a piece of concrete falls from the port-side building and hits him on the head. "SONFABI-" He cannot finish his thought as more of the building falls on top of him till only his arm remains sticking out of the rubble. He doesn't move and seems to be knocked out. However Marxo as well is stuck inside the building which is crumbling fast.
The seargeant scratches his head lazily. He didn't have his heart in this battle. He was mostly just tired and wanted to go home. He wasn't old yet but he was getting there. He was definitely the oldest out of this group of younglings. He looked at the sky for a moment to watch the white wispy clouds roll overhead against the bright blue sky. In the distance there was the cracking of thunder and a heavy breeze rushes across the port. His eyes then come back down to Nabil. He ignored the bit Nabil spewed about him being a dumbass.
"It was worth a shot at least..." He said slowly to himself. He didn't have much time as Nabil's arm turns into a heat axe and strikes down at him. The other end of his pole was being held tightly by Nabil so he couldn't just back up out of the way. "Guess that leaves only one route to take..." With a strange motion he sends a wave of kenetic energy through the pole bending it drastically like he had a seaking on the other line. With that he nimbly leaps out of the way of the strike and lands about a 90 degree turn away from where he was standing. The tension of the fishing pole increased drastically and Nabil would find it hard to hold into it especially left handed.
"You are a lowly pirate but I'll still teach you a little lesson. Don't judge your opponents by rank or by appearance. It will lead to your death." He now fiddles with the string on the line as if preparing for something. His demeanor is still listless.
Hanna watches as a hammer suddenly materializes out of glass. Her eyes widen somewhat as his speed closes the distance between the two rather quickly. Holding up her sword at a 45% angle she straitens her arm and angles the sword to block the hammer at the edge. However the hammer doesn't stop and slams strait down into the concrete but the angled sword forces Hanna to slip out of the way. She lands on her side a few feet away from where she was standing and pulls the trigger of her pistol.
"No Marine huh... we'll see about that." She blows a bubble gum and it pops as her gun fires a shot aimed at the center of his abdomen.
Brenda had devised an interesting and unique plan. Her shouts of 'cannonball' as well as her quick thinking of holding the actual detonated cannon ball had actually made the marines pause for a moment. This moment was fatal for their plans as huge blast of air hit the whole squad sending them down the steps leading to the harbor. Almost all were knocked out and the ones that weren't knocked out stayed still. A few shots had fired in response but none hit their target.
Now she see's a tall man wielding a strange air gun approaching them. Behind him however about 50 meters was what looked like a captain and at least two lieutenants by his side. Before she can react to either of those things a man with oily skin approaches her with a big strange grin and introduces himself as he offers to take the cannonball out of her hand.
Countless arrives on the scene of the tavern. The bar having at least been a bit out of the way most of the fighting was only just now arriving. None of the officers seem to have made it this far so the air blasts from the cannon were effective as many of the marines were either blown away or into buildings. The attacks weren't precise however and many pirates were also caught up in them. Not many people in the blast ranges were able to stand up to it and he found himself taking out several small fry at once. This did come at a small price however as this was drawing attention from the officers that had just made their way into the town's higher grounds.
As he arrived next to the tavern he saw Nikko passed out on the ground as well as several others who had gathered in this area. Holding up his air gun he blasted the group that had guns pointed at them. A few of them let out shots but all seem to miss the group thankfully. No one is left standing of this small group of marines. However behind them about 50 meters is a tall slender man with a captain's jacket slowly approaching. In the distance you hear a light whistling tune as well. By his side are two other figures.
Leonard can breath easy for just a moment as the marines are taken care of. More are approaching but they no longer have rifles pointed at them. This had to be at least some kind of improvement. Now they are surrounded at least by several other pirates that seem to be friendly. There is a strange girl who seems to be able to blend things together and talks about things in terms he doesn't fully understand. Next to her is another mystery figure of an oily man who seems at least friendly enough. Lastly there is another mystery figure who uses strange guns and is the one who saved them.
Off in the distance he notices the officers heading towards them and the Tavern completely collapses behind them. No fixing that now. There is a soft moan that grabs his attention as the pirate girl who had caught the cannon ball and was introduced as Nikko slowly starts to stir. She sits up very slowly and rubs the back of her head.
"Ouch...god damn...the hell...." She looks out over the town and then seems to remember. "Oh yeah...Marine raid." Turning around she see's that the tavern is fallen and that some new girl she had never met was holding onto the cannonball. "Oh nice!" She says standing up and putting a hand on the cannon ball. "Mind if I borrow that for a minute?" She asks with a ginger grin. Before she answers she quickly turns around to Leonard. "Oh yeah..you're the doctor guy right? Got anything for headaches because I've got a hell of a one right now. Thanks for looking over me while I was out."
Tristan was quickly and decisively ending each marine who charged at him, using as little force as possible, so he could save more energy for one of the higher ups he was bound to fight eventually. After knocking out quite a few men he got close enough to the big battle for one of the Marine officers to take notice of him. She was fairly beautiful and dressed oddly in his opinion, he saw her walking towards him and readied himself, however she closed the distance in almost an instant.
He was suprised but for a moment at her impressive speed, her outfit making a little more sense to him now " Those guys, don't worry I only knocked them out. I didn't use nearly enough force to kill them. " While he responded to her statement he took notice of her expression and her movements. As he talked his eyes moved from hers and to her leg which was being raised for an attack. Her heels seemed to be made of some heavy material and heading for his stomach or his abdomen. If the attack made contact in either location it would deal some pretty massive damage.
Tristan thought his next moves over in his head "From the angle of the attack if I lean back I could avoid it and get a blow in on her knee. No..that won't work, with her speed she'd most likely be able to bring her leg down on me the moment I leaned back dealing even more damage. What should I do...I got it!" Tristan turned his body to the side out of the way of the attack. The moment his foot made contact with the ground again he spun behind her his back facing hers and grabbed her arms. Once he had a hold of her arms he sprung off the ground and planted both feet on her back, pushing off with a decent amount of force, pushing her away and pushing himself away off of her, flipping midair, and landing back on the ground facing her again. " Your speed is impressive, as is your strength, you could prove quite the challenge. " Without taking his focus off the Marine lady he was fighting he shouted back to the Fishman " Same goes for you big guy! "
The woman seemed to try to block the hammer, a foolish move. But to Sylas's surprise she was launched out of harm's way rather than crushed underneath his attack. She had done something clever with her sword, but even then the power behind the attack didn't allow her to land easily or smoothly. The lieutenant had landed on her side and skidded to a halt, while the hammer was shattered once again. "A dodge," Sylas muttered to himself as he began to recover from the attack by standing upright. But before he could the woman taunted him and fired her pistol again. The ex-captain, exhibiting astonished speed and reflexes, jumped to his side right as she fired. The bullet sailed past him again, confirming that the first time she had missed wasn't an accident in the least.
"A clever strategy," Sylas began again, tossing the glass handle at the woman lazily. Even if it hit her there was no real force behind it to cause damage; it would likely just break once it hit the ground. "Dodge my attack and counter-attack before I can fully recover. A technique that is easier said than done. Had you been fighting a lesser foe you would've succeeded." His right hand moved up to his forehead, dramatically pushing his hair back as he struck a pose with his left hand pointing towards Hanna. "But you will not defeat me with tricks like that. No Marine can stop me. Neither can any pirate nor beast. I am Shattering Sylas! Conqueror of the West Blue! I have survived war, mutiny, and thousands of seakings! Your crew will just be another notch in my belt."
His hand on his head moved down and he dropped out of his dramatic pose, regaining a fighting stance as he aimed both his hands at the lieutenant. "Hari Hari no Anchor!" Glass began expanding from underneath Sylas's feet, rapidly expanding in a direct line towards Hanna. Once the glass was underneath her feet it would grow upwards, moving to catch her legs and stop her from moving. While this trapping technique was expanding, Sylas brought his hands down to his sides. "Hari Hari no Saber!" Two glass sabers grew from his palms and he gripped them each tightly as he rushed at the lieutenant again. Despite running over smooth glass he seemed uninhibited in the least. "My story is nowhere near ending. It's just beginning!" Though clearly not an expert with swords, Sylas leaped towards Hanna in a spin, intending to slash her several times and use sheer force to defeat her rather than skill or tactics.
ONLY WEAK MEN WOULD DIE AFTER SOMEONE SPARED THEIR LIVES
The tall man was dealing with the marines easily, as expected. Zell knew that his man was no ordinary man in a single glance at him, Zell himself felt a great aura radiating from him. Zell quickly moved between the battles and he took out some marines without attracting much attention from the other marines. The marines were focused on this tall man known as Tristan. So, Zell took an advantage of it and knocked the rest from behind. However, another storm was fast approaching, this time it was a big marine lady with golden yellow hair that attracted all eyes onto it. This man was being cornered by her upper kick. Fortunately, Tristan himself shouldn't be taken lightly and he quickly countered the attack.
Zell glared at the scene, his hands were gripping the katana tighter as he was itching to jump into battles. Zell scratched his head as he was confused on how he should make an entrance in this mayhem. A grin could be seen soon as he got the answer to his question. The marine lady was having a small chat with Tristan, and only showed several movements. It seemed both of them were trying to taunt each other, hoping for one of them to attack first. In a blink of an eye, Zell rushed towards Tristan and the marine lady, Zell raised his katana to the waist line and he approached the big marine lady in quite a speed. As he reached a good distance, he raised his sword and swung it downwards, trying to slash the marine lady's arm with his katana. The marine lady was big enough so she was a bit easy to aim unless she moved in an incredible speed. Should she quickly move, Zell would rush backwards and would a great distance between them. Zell smirked, "It seems you're having a trouble with her. I should lend you a great help." said Zell to Tristan.
Brenda wobbles under the weight of the cannonball, and is more than happy to let one of the others take it from her. "I thought we could build a catapult and throw it back at them. Stop them sinking more ships." she explains, pointing at Countless, and adding "He can aim."
Of course, the middle of a battle is hardly the time for deep strategy discussions. Brenda can do her part to help there as well, as she grabs some bricks from the collapsed tavern and leaps atop a downed marine. At first, it looks like she's about to beat him with it, but instead Brenda yells "Mix-Mix Combine!" and lifts the marine's uniform with one hand as she brings the brick down with the other. The unfortunate soldier finds his arms restrained by a suddenly solid stone shirt, and Brenda moves on to do the same trick on more marines.
Able took some deep breaths returning from his fishman rage. Things seem to be going down at the port but first he wants to help his ally Ahio. While these pitiful swords held him back he still wishes to focus on his swordsmanship. He looks around and see's a lone marine standing there with his sword drawn weak at the knees. Obviously he is terrified of Able after seeing him rip Takahito arm off. Able approaches the obvious novice marine and holds out his hand then states "You're blade" the novice marine nods and hands Able his blade. Able observes the blade and see's its a better quality blade then his last one, but nothing noteworthy. Able smelled piss coming from the novice marine, and Able yells "Begone" and the novice marine runs off fearing his life.
Able begins to approach Ahio and the marine he is fighting and states loudly "The only one who will lose their life will be you marine."Able tosses the marine with the poles Takahito arm letting him see what may happen to him as well.
Ryan shrugged and had some oil tendrils sprout from his shoulders. He grabbed the cannonball and lifted it above his head with a small struggle. "So we're heading towards the docks then? Cool. Let's go!" Ryan began wandering in the general direction of the docks, but stopped.
"Are you guys coming or what? Because I don't know how to build a catapult." He asked with a confused expression. A nearby marine began to rush Ryan to try to take him down, Ryan promptly pulled out a gun and shot him in the knee. The marine collapsed to the floor and Ryan reholstered his gun. He smiled and began wandering towards the docks again.
It was funny, to Nabil at least, that his opponent was more or less like himself. Like the aged man in front of him, he had only felt a twinge of agitation that he had to continue this fight, that he had not ended it and could not carry on with his previous engagement.
The pole bent in his grasp and the marine leapt over his guillotine slash, landing not too far from him. For a moment more, he held his super-heated grasp on the pole before finally letting it return to its owner. It was a rather pointless weapon in his opinion but perhaps it was dangerous in the old man’s hand.
As he man spoke, Nabil tapped the toe of his boots against the ground, his eyes following the cracks of the cement as he—basically—drowned out the man’s cliché speech. Before the man could finish the naïve part about his death, Nabil directed his palm out towards the man; his eyes still on the ground.
“I’ve heard this all before,” he interrupted, turning his calm eyes onto the marine. “Each and every time has led to me walking away from a heated corpse.”
A current of heated air rushed from his palm. It would be hidden behind the normal flow of air, a surprise once it smashed into the man; Nabil kept his composure as a separate concentration of heat formed around him. Little by little, this gathering of heat formed into fifteen red-hot needles. They had stayed around him until he unleashed a volley of five towards the marine as well.
“ A little too easy for a captain if you ask me. That wall over there will probably be my exit. I have no interests in being bombarded by a building he destroyed… Moa Moa Hyaku-Bai Giri!” , Marxo yelled as he pulled a small scythe like tool from his pocket. At first the scythe was no bigger than his inner palm but it began to grow as his devil fruit powers flowed throughout the material. ‘SLASH!’
The building was cut in two Marxo wasted no time jumping thru the open hole. He landed on the ground and peered around for Nabil. As he spotted him, he noticed Nabil was still fighting the marine. Usually Nabil ended his fights first. This made Marxo think that maybe Nabil had the stronger opponent. Sometimes it wasn’t all about rank . He called over to Nabil, “Finish him. You musn’t play with your prey so vigorously. It gives us a bad name.”
"Out of the frying pan that was about to get shot, into the fire that's GOING to get shot."
Quivering in fear as he heard the man literally tell him that Leonard would not be filled with bullet holes YET, Leonard did what anybody would do, grovel. Bowing his head numerous times as Countless did his thing, Leonard started screaming: "PLEASE DON'T SHOOT HE-" before he saw a good number of scrawny marines get blown away. Almost all of them. Knocked flat on his back from the force of the wind, Leonard covered his eyes with his hood and waited for the massive gust to die down as he looked up at the man with the Bazooka. Glad that someone that powerful was around, he scrambled to his knees and looked back to where the marines had come from and his jaw nearly dropped enough to knock his own mask off."T-T-T-T-T-That man is HUUUUGE! A-And those people look different...much stronger..." he lamented, clutching his head. And then he realized.
Looking around frantically for Nikko once he heard her groan, he scrambled back to his feet once he saw her speaking to the blue-haired woman holding a cannonball. Panting and clutching his heart, Leonard nods at her request, saying: "I-I have some painkilling medicine...u-um, some of its strong, so I'll give you the non-drowsy medication." As he finished speaking, he retrieved what appeared to be a small tea-bag tied at the top by a grey string, clean cloth housing the medicine within. Placing it in her hand, he cautioned: "J-Just don't drink until an hour after you take it. It mixes badly with alcohol." before sighing deeply. It felt...good to help. Even if it was pirates.
Then the talk of how they were going to get out of this mess sort of started, with ideas of a catapult even being thrown in there. Leonard wasn't even sure if he should get more involved with this, given that he wasn't TECHNICALLY a pirate. Just forcibly labeled one by people he just met today. Hesitantly, he backed away from the marines and the pirates, ready to turn tail and run until he heard a gunshot. It was incredibly evident, just from the marine hitting the ground, how much pain he was in. Leonard couldn't blame him, that was a direct shot into his kneecap, which no doubt meant that he was in absolutely excruciating pain. The knee was, after all, a bundle of bone, cartilage and nerves, all of which were likely cut through by a bullet, and if not there was a bullet sitting in the center of all that tissue. No doubt the marine had either passed out from the pain or was just too pained to scream. Clenching his fist, Leonard had to keep from just outright screaming at the man with oily skin, and instead chose to rush past the lot of them to the injured marine, quickly unfurling his entire cloak and flipping it onto the ground, hundreds upon hundreds of bottles of medicine, tools, jars of...something squirming, and syringes all capped off to prevent from becoming dirty.
Leonard didn't care who's side he was on at this point, or who was going to try and rush at him, to stop him, or to help him. He was a god damn doctor and there was a man in pain beyond words. Quickly, Leonard sedated the marine, the pain at least numbing to a great degree before attempting to remove the bullet. Regardless of the procedure, he needed to remove the projectile first before he could close the wound. More than likely the bullet was lead, meaning that any time of exposure was dangerous. Even then, the synovial fluid inside the kneecap would already be dissolving the bullet, meaning there was already lead in the marine's bloodstream. Quickly removing the bullet, Leonard set it aside and set to stop the bleeding, praying that anybody with a heart would at least let him finish this before they started trying to kill him. "D-D-Don't you d-d-d-dare die!" he muttered, trying to keep himself calm amidst the blood and fluids.
Both Tristan and Zell now stand before the tall woman with the heavy shoes. The shoes are black but look like they might have some stains on the bottom. She reaches up and adjusts her glasses with the tip of her middle finger. She throws an irritated glare at the two of them as well as furrowing her brow.
"Two against one? Against just one little lady like myself. How unmanly." She scolds but them a small smile curls at the edge of her mouth. She is obviously taunting them and she makes a quick and brisk movement towards them. She four steps away and on the second step she suddenly increases her speed and leaps forward. She slams both of her feet at the two men at the same time in a flying double kick.
"Don't get cocky you pirate brats!" she screams
@invisible (just gonna move it on a bit so we can continue quicker.
The man with the short staff looks on as his captain is literally disarmed by the large shark fishman. He was relived to see that he ran off rather than staying to double team against him. Re-focusing himself he turns back to the lighting man. This was going to be rather difficult to defeat if he makes even one mistake. That lighting power was nothing to sneeze at either.
"You will be taken down. There is no doubt about it." He said calmly before closing his eyes. Suddenly he moves at an incredible speed with this eyes still closed. Somehow he seems to know exactly where Ahio is. He makes a swing at Ahio's head which he is barely able to dodge. The man's movements are sharper than before and suddenly it dawns on Ahio that he might not be able to defeat him without taking some risk. "This is the end pirate!" the man screams as he brings up his staff and strikes at Ahio's stomach.
There is a flash of light as the staff hits Ahio in the stomach. The force of the attack was somehow weakened by the shockwave of electric energy that he had focused to that part of his body. Ahio's blades had stuck into the marine as well. However the cuts were very shallow and Ahio took far more damage. The first blade was stuck in the top left shoulder of the marine and the other in the mid chest area.
"Ha! Its my victory pirate!" He says confidently.
"No..no its not.." Ahio says slowly. "Heart shock." He lets loose a blast of electric energy that runs from the top of his shoulder to his abdomen which runs directly through the marine's heart. The Marine falls to the ground.
Hanna did a quick back roll to land on her feet only to see that there was a sheet of glass coming at her on the ground. She quickly leaps to the side only to find the glass changing direction to follow her.
"Well this is annoying..." she mutters under her breath. She waits until the glass is right on her and then she leaps in the air over it. This was, in hindsight, a bad move. Now in mid air the glass shoots upwards at her. Her arm jerks quickly as a powerful slash knocks away the majority of the glass but some finds its way into her flesh. A few shards are in her stomach and two or three are in her leg. She lands awkwardly and quickly pulls out the pieces of glass. Her eyes are now widened with anger and she glares at Sylas. "Bastard...I'll fucking kill you..." she holds her sword now in a reverse grip and then takes her pistol and re-loads it swiftly.
"I will end you.....now." She says as her wide eyes narrow and she leaps forward with no reguard to the glass on the ground now. She leaps carefully over the glass and just past a few shards that shot up at her. She swings once with the sword in an attempt to hit/break the glass swords and then immediately afterwards attempted to shoot at close range. The problem however is she left herself too open after such an attack.
The old man watches as Marxo arrives back from his fight. He seems surprised that he had won but not overly so. He doesn't loos his composure. He simply strokes his beard and then cracks his creaky old shoulder.
"Hmm. Guess he won't be promoted. Oh yeah...forgot to mention something. Every officer in this mission is up for promotion depending on how they do. I had hoped he would have kept his head rather than going all out like that. He is the most troublesome of my students." The old man said in regard to the cannon ball man. "He was far to reckless. So long as he is alive I can always have him train more tho.." He lets his thoughts trail off for a moment but it was at this time Nabil created the heat needles.
"Oh ho." The old man said with a mild curiosity. "Heat weapons. Non physical but will probably deal some kind of physical damage. Not bad." He holds up his pole and takes a strange stance. It almost looks like a sword stance as he simply holds the pole at the end. It seems that in the spare moment he had he had strung the fishing pole. The needles fly at him but he quickly and nimbly dodges out of the way and actually strikes two of the needles with the pole and bent their trajectory away from him.
With a quick and powerful cast he flung the hook at the end of the string behind Marxo and Nabil. It hooked on a large piece of stone that had been broken up by the cannon ball. With a jerk of his wrists he flings the stone at Nabil's back. The pole however seems to have warped slightly and the power of the stone has been reduced. The old man looks down at the pole and see's where the heat has weakened the metal.
"Too bad. It was a good weapon too." He says lightly as he casts it aside.
@Boss Muffin Now entering the port is a massive seven foot shark. At his right near the edge of the port is a man using glass fighting a young girl with a gun and a saber. At the other end of the port there seems to be a 2 v 1 battle going on of the two from the bar as they fight a mysterious old man. However Able notices something or rather someone standing on top of the Marine ship. The figure leaps down and lands in the middle of the port and gather's everyone's attention. It is a normal looking man standing at about six feet and eight inches tall with a scruffy unshaven five o clock shaddow and bushy brown hair. The man is wearing a captain's jacket and seems to be wiping sleep out of his eyes.
Nikko rubs her head and graciously accepts the doctor's medicine. Smiling she pockets the medicine for later use as she doesn't want anything else to enter her system and disrupt her combat skills. She is probably going to need them soon. Especially with that looming figure of a captain and his leiutenants inching ever closer. The crowd of marines was still causing chaos in the town and it looked like the skirmish that had been going on a few streets down was over and the majority of the fighting was being done at the port.
Holding her hand over her eyes to act as a sun visor she peers out with her strange eyes to see Abel arriving no the scene at the port. The two pompous individuals she had met in the tavern were already on the docs fighting some people. Gritting her teeth she shivers slightly as the excitement of the whole event was sinking in. She can't help but grin from ear to ear until she notices that all of the ships had been sunk.
"Well that sucks...." She says not really pointing out what it is that she is talking about. However she notices that there is still ...one...boat...left. Just one. The massive marine flagship was still afloat and had plenty of ammo and probably supplies. "Yes..." She said slowly. Her trembling now slightly more visible. She throws up her arms in the air. "YEAH!" she screams.
It didn't seem that many people reacted to this which was probably good as it was somewhat embarrassing. She looked on as the blue haired girl turned the man's clothing into bricks that now lay on top of him. Her eyes widened and she walked up to her.
"That is a neat ability. You have the option to mix objects together based on properties? That is amazing..." She says seemingly in shock for some reason. Then she places her hand on the girl's shoulder. Nikko's hand is covered by a massive glove that obviously is several sizes to large for her. "I want you to join my crew. My name is Nikko. I'm starting a crew and we have a few prospective members already." She points back to the doctor. "He is one there. He is our doctor. My first mate is the big shark guy down in the port. Dunno who all else has decided to join but your powers are interesting. I think that I can have great use for them." She gives her a warm smile and then turns to the man who had taken the cannon ball as he shot a marine in the knee.
"You seem strong too. Up to join?" She asks Ryan in a casual way. "How about this..." She says walking over to him. "Lets make a deal. I'll take care of the captain and his lieutenants and you help me take that ship." She points out to the massive Marine ship. "Its the last one still floating and how great would it be to set sail in the grand line on a ship meant to capture us?" Her eyes gleam as she holds out her hands for the cannon ball. "I liked the idea of the catapult but I have a slightly better idea."
Reaching out she grabs the cannon ball, not in a rude way but just picking it up. She walks over towards where the Marines are coming up the slight incline to the Tavern from the port and lifts the cannon ball over head. With a quick jump she does a full summersault and lands hard on her feet as she lets go of the cannon ball, effectively throwing it full speed at the captain who didn't have time to react. It ignites and blasts the marines clear off of the road giving them a quick and easy path to the port.
"There." Nikko says brushing off her gloves. "Now we can get there in no time." She looks back to see the doctor hardly paying attention to anything she jut said but instead treating an injured marine. It took her back a bit as she let out a sigh. She wasn't expecting the doctor to do something like that. It made him kind of amazing in her eyes. Walking up to him she pats him on the back
"Wow. Not many would do that to people that had just threatened them. You really are a good doctor aren't you?" She smiles and then picks him up and throws him over her back. "But my guess is you're slow. So I'll give you a lift. Lets head out." With not even a second thought she jumps into a full sprint down the newly cleared road toward the port.
@Yorutenchi Ryan turned to Nikko and shrugged. "Sure, I'll join. I don't really have anything better to do right now and you guys seem pretty cool. I'm Ryan, it's nice to meet- and you're taking the cannonball, that's cool I guess." Ryan let her take the cannonball and whistled as she threw it at the captain and his men. He walked towards her and the ship quickly and smiled.
"Nice throw. What's your name again?" He asked the dust left in her trail as she rushed towards the ship. He blinked twice and rushed after her. "Dont leave me! I don't like the big stupid Marines!" Ryan yelled as he ran after her.
Nabil lets out a small groan at Marxo’s comment, his fist firm on his side as he lowered his head and shook it. “Can’t say you’re wrong about that one.” he muttered, glancing off towards the ruined building. “Trying to get your bounty up?” he asked with a faint smile. The collateral damage was sure to add something to his already impressive price.
He heard the Marine behind him mumbling, impressed by his devil fruit abilities but he showed no attention to him. It was always more unnerving—atleast it seemed so to him—when he ignored his opponents. He rubbed his neck halfheartedly as he conversed with his partner casually.
“You beat the Captain that quick huh? Perhaps I’m losing my edge. Maybe we should join that knife-ear’s crew at all.” Marxo would probably pick up on his sarcasm, not many could. That was a testament to their friendship.
With his eyes staid on the Marine, he had noticed the nimble footwork and narrowed his eyes on them. Not even Marxo’s opponent had been that quick; he had noticed that with his first strike. That cannonball bastard would have been beaten easily if not for the man in front of him. The man in front of him was stronger than he had first thought.
The hand he had tucked in his pocket came out as he followed the fishing line passing over Marxo and himself. The hook was strong enough to lift a thick slab of earth and yank it towards him. Nabil thought about blasting it away with his abilities but opted for simply moving out the way with a lunge.
Rolling into a crouch, Nabil found the Marine again and shot his needles off towards him. As they narrowed in on the aged man, he clenched his fist and melded them into a large lance. His hand would move, follow the Marine, and the lance would do the same with a deadly accuracy.
“Sorry … but it seems my teammate is getting impatient. I’ll end this now.” @Yorutenchi
Tristan was watching the woman he was fighting closely, not noticing the man standing next to him, to see how she'd react to his countermove. He sees the man charge forward and attack her gritting his teeth and mumbling to himself " Dammit this is gonna make things more difficult... " He continues analyzing the situation watching her movements and now watching the man's movements.
Tristan noticed her starting to run towards them at a slower speed and raised his guard in suspicion. Once she launched at them in a slower speed and brought her legs down on the two he leaned to the side and pushed against the bottom of her leg moving it a bit then grabbing it. As his foot slid from the movement, using the motion to provide leverage to launch her over the two, he responded to her. " I said I'm no pirate...and I can handle you just fine on my own, I wouldn't want to be unfair against you! " He looks at the man and motions his head trying to signal him to run towards the pier and help out with the fighting there.
Tristan retool his stance from before with his legs closed tightly and one arm behind him and one in front of him. He then quickly switches to a more a relaxed stance standing facing her sideways with one leg a little further out then the other and his arms relaxed " Shall we dance then m'lady? "
Brenda watches in awe as Nikko, who was out cold a few moments ago, hurls that heavy cannonball effortlessly. And to offer her a spot in the crew? "YES!" Brenda completely fails to hide her excitement, but continues at a more reasonable volume "I won't let you down, Captain! Brenda Wirrit! That's me."
Then Brenda sprints after Nikko, stumbling a little in her excitement and bumping gently into Nikko's back when the captain stops again.
Marxo noticed as the fishing line tied to the end of an overheated weapon. It seemed he was about to use it to fling something at Nabil. Just as he thought it a piece of gravel came soaring towards Nabil , the line and hook were both connected to it. He noticed Nabil move out of the way but decided to show off a little as he destroyed the rock with a forceful punch. “ Flinging dirt are we now Sergeant. Isn’t that a little below you.” , he laughed at Nabil’s earlier remark as he coaxed the marine.
“ This isn’t a 2 on 1 and unless you want it to turn into I suggest you equip your glasses and watch where you’re throwing.
