Bakuto the Living Dragon
Location- Street Alley
Thoughts of plenty were on Bakuto's mind from his encounter with the marine lieutenant, he watched as the 'dream' hounds went about. Bakuto as going to make his escape when he was approached by another man. A tall man was approaching Bakuto who was still in his human zoan form calmly. Bakuto had just hauled off and smacked a dreamhound a few minutes prior and this guy was just strolling up to him.
The man introduced himself as Ezequiel, the man Shakar had warned him before leaving not too long ago. Exchanging a greeting of sorts then said they were going to cross swords. This man was bold Bakuto could give him that. "Poor choice and timing Ezequiel. I am already in a bad mood." Bakuto growls at the man almost annoyed with the situation. His encounter with the marine has stirred up emotions with Bakuto. A mixture of confusion of his own actions conflicted how he felt about helping a marine escape enemy pirates. All this just made Bakuto's out emotions just pure anger and now he had someone to unleash his rage on. Without hesitation Bakuto opens his mouth and hurls flames right at Ezequiel looking to roast his opponent alive. Being in an alley way there wasnt must place for his flames to go expect straight at his adversary.
Shinji's attacks were useless, but looked like Alesia's first mate had just what they needed to stop this logia user. With him stuck and a gun shot was heard. The captain killed this man quickly. Shinji then says "Well that was rather anticlimactic, big tough misty guy gets stuck in the window. Thought that would be harder..."
Trailing off after a new duo busts in the tavern doors. They didnt seem too friendly, but it looks like these one was a zoan type user. Shinji, "Woo! Looks like things are starting to kick off! Looks like we might get a wolf skinned rug for the ship." While the fighting started Shinji just jumps over the bar and calmly just starts grabbing multiple bottles of anything then starts chucking them at the werewolf. Anything that was of the shelf Shinji was just hurling at the two new people. Starting from the bottles, going from that to cups, spoons, the bartenders tip jar. Shinji's hands moved quickly his fish eyes just staring forward almost emotionless as he just kept throwing anything he could grab.