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Post by TRITON TANAERUM on Apr 4, 2012 14:09:23 GMT -5
Triton would lead the way out of the bar and into the street, which was conveniently empty - I mean, he didn't really want the Marines showing up, even if he wasn't afraid of them. With his captain left to deal with the girl, the official First Mate of the Sea Kings took it upon himself to test out their potential recruit, but just how thorough this test was going to be would be up to Blondy himself, "Alright, weapons or no weapons?" The anchor dropped with a loud thud to Triton's right, hand gripped tightly around it, chain still almost entirely wrapped around his torso, "Hold your own and I think we'll have some room for you, sounds fair right?" The ivory-haired Pirate stood there smiling, a reasonably safe distance from his opponent (5 meters) - the decision on weapons and the first move itself would be up to Cain.
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Post by CAIN VERETICUS on Apr 5, 2012 12:31:42 GMT -5
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"Alright, weapons or no weapons?"
Cain flexed his right hand, before sliding his left foot back. He turned his toes to face half a right angle outwards, his right foot still pointed towards Triton. He would lean back on his left foot, relaxing his right foot as he slightly raised the sheathe he held onto, gesturing towards it with a jerk of his head.
"Let's go with weapons."
True, he was at a clear and obvious disadvantage here, with Triton's weapon being ridiculously large and heavy. Cain may have the advantage in flexibility and momentum here, he would figure, but one contact with that anchor could prove Cain's defeat. It was a big challenge that was against him entirely, but Cain took it with an enthusiastic smirk.
"Hold your own and I think we'll have some room for you, sounds fair right?"
Cain nodded his head, agreeing to the terms as he placed his left hand by his side, his right arm reaching back and grabbing Harpe's hilt, while unlatching its top cover. It was, after all, a full body sheathe, that required a 'cap' to be removed before it could be fully drawn.
Moving to attack this man would be fool-hardy, Cain knew. He would have to focus on an approach he was comfortable with. Constant movement, and a focus on countering. With a pair of furrowed eyebrows, he focused on Triton, awaiting the man's charge.
you can't break the broken, TAGGED: triton tanaerum
NOTES: n/a
made by FLOU of OTE.
song is ANTHEM OF THE UNDERDOG, by 12 STONES. |
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Post by TRITON TANAERUM on Apr 9, 2012 23:40:21 GMT -5
(Sorry about the wait again! I'll pick it up, just either haven't been home, or I've been busy)
The choice to use weapons wasn't one Triton expected, to be perfectly honest. Most enemies were intimidated by his ability to fight with such a large weapon, and although it was unorthodox, the large man put it to good use. Blondy earned some points for not being afraid to throw down with Triton at his best, and at least this way he could see if that sword was just for show!
"Weapons it is!"
Triton's right arm lifted, anchor brought upwards and rested against his shoulder, his large frame allowing him to move it about as if it was an ordinary weapon,
"Okay, don't go dying on me!"
With a sudden burst of movement, Triton would spin in a circle once, chain quickly unravelling around him, and with one mighty toss the anchor would be thrown directly at Cain. It was clear right off the bat that the Sea Kings representative wasn't going to take it easy on him, he threw that anchor hard enough to seriously injure him if he couldn't get himself out of the way, the bladed edges only increasing the damage such a large piece of metal could do.
"Here we go!"
Triton's voice was loud as always, he was excited for this little fight, but his mind couldn't help but wander back to Hotaru - how was she dealing with their potential navigator? Although that was their priority, the ivory-haired Pirate couldn't help but hope Blondy showed some potential - after all, the quicker their numbers grew, the more powerful their crew became!
"Don't go easy on me, Blondy. . ."
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Post by CAIN VERETICUS on Apr 10, 2012 10:38:55 GMT -5
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And it was far from over from there, for when Cain finished his forward roll, he would use the momentum it had created within his being to start off a quick run. The swordsman sprinted his way towards Triton, eyes sharp for the large man's movements and ears wary for the sound of chains and steel. His right hand would lower itself once again, grabbing Harpe's hilt. If he was allowed to reach Triton undisturbed, Cain would do just as Triton requested and start off his assault with one of his techniques.
It was something his uncle had taught him. A basic swordsman skill, heightened and strengthened to become a dangerous move. In every sword fight, the first act one always does is draw their weapon. This attack made use of that concept, and sought to make that very first move one capable to end a fight. Cain pulled hard on Harpe's hilt, drawing the weapon out with remarkable force. He aimed the upward diagonal slash towards the large target that was Triton's body, the weapon seeking to slash with deadly force.
He was already a criminal in his own home country, after all. He had nothing else to lose. And he was not going to hold back when he had the chance to finally achieve his dream here.
you can't break the broken, TAGGED: triton tanaerum
NOTES: no biggies. take your time.
made by FLOU of OTE.
song is ANTHEM OF THE UNDERDOG, by 12 STONES. |
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Post by TRITON TANAERUM on Apr 10, 2012 12:02:32 GMT -5
And just like that, their skirmish in the street had kicked off, onlookers either fleeing out of fear, or watching in stunned silence at a distance. They didn't know the reasoning behind their fight, only that two men appeared to be trying to kill eachother - and maybe there was a little bit of truth to that. With his anchor mid-flight, blue eyes locked on to his target, hands gripping the chain as he fed more continuously forward, the anchor approaching rapidly, that was until Blondy took evasive movements of course. Triton smirked playfully, half impressed with his quick movements to roll under the anchor, but half disappointed at the same time, he did leave himself open after all.
"Not THAT easy!"
Simultaneous with his shout did Triton tug powerfully on the length of chain in his hands and step backwards, the anchor snapping back violently and reversing its direction. Seeing as Cain had only rolled forwards, he would find himself yet again in harms way the moment he stood up, the large anchor positioned to slam into his back. Luckily for him, he was in the center of the anchor, meaning he wouldn't be in danger of getting impaled on the hooks, but of course this could be a different story depending on how he reacted!
"Got a name, Blondy?"
Should the attack hit, Cain would find himself being smashed in the back before he could close the distance, putting him in the ideal position to be hooked in closer to Triton, the aim being to bring them face-to-face; such close-quarters rendering his sheathed sword pretty useless. If he evaded again however, Triton would simply catch his weapon and prepare himsellf for whatever may come his way, who knows, maybe this kid had some sweet moves with that thing!
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Post by CAIN VERETICUS on Apr 10, 2012 12:13:30 GMT -5
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Cain's eyes widened. A challenge? A threat? That only implied one thing, of course. That the man's assault was far from over. With that said, Cain would continue on with his forward charge, but with a major change to his plans. Reflexes and instincts would kick in as the swordsman pulled Harpe out from its sheathe. As he did, he would dive forward, and at the same time, turn his body so that he faced the incoming anchor. Cain held Harpe in front of him securely, as the two weapons collided.
Cain would get thrown down into the ground, his back finding dirt and soil, as he swung his legs upwards to continue on the roll, throwing himself up on his feet once again, turning to face his opponent as he did, now holding Harpe up within his hands. Well, his attack method had been spoiled, and he now once again stood his ground. Obviously, Triton carried the advantage here, he realised. He had seen just how cunning he could be with that weapon. Looks like brute strength was not the only feat the man carried.
Cain was going to need to be extra creative, it seemed, as he took steps towards the side, allowing himself to circle around Triton in a small arc, as the white haired male gave an inquiry. Cain smirked. Interesting thing to ask during a fight. "Got a name, Blondy?"
"Cain. Cain Vereticus. And you, big guy?" It was only respectful, after all, right?
you can't break the broken, TAGGED: triton tanaerium
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Post by TRITON TANAERUM on Apr 12, 2012 18:36:56 GMT -5
Well, at least the guy had enough talent to protect himself somewhat, Triton mildly impressed with the speed of his reactions - although he couldn't help but wonder, how many blows could he block with his sword before it broke? With a heavy slash of his anchor, Triton was quite capable of cutting into steel, so cutting the blade of a sword wasn't out of the question, in fact, it was entirely possible, but he'd just keep that to himself for now! Blue eyes followed the movements of Cain, the swordsman seeming to be quite nifty with all those rolls and flips of his, movements the bulky Triton would probably find difficulty with. So far the potential crew member displayed athleticism and quick thinking, but as it stood the ivory-haired Pirate had yet to be threatened with any sort of attack, playing defensive was probably the worst way to face off against Triton's overpowering fighting style, and he'd have to show him this first hand, "Cain? I think I like Blondy better." He smirked playfully, Triton being is usual friendly self despite the situation, but the actions he took next were far from nice. In a sudden movement, the Sea King pirate would step forwards, right hand gripped around his weapon whilst his left held the length of chain, and in one powerful downward swing he would aim to smash Cain with the side of his anchor. While it might not look it, this attack was the single most powerful in his arsenal, one that Blondy would be unable to block even if he tried his hardest - but there was more. In addition to the crushing blow on its own, whether it hit Cain or the ground (should he evade) a shockwave would blast out all around him, the force of this alone enough to not only knock him back, but do damage all on its own, causing bruising and minor cuts in numerous places should he find himself caught. "The name is Triton, First Mate of the Sea Kings!"
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Post by CAIN VERETICUS on Apr 13, 2012 10:47:30 GMT -5
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"Cain? I think I like Blondy better."
Cain smirked, his blue eyes climbing the man's figure as he raised the anchor. Alright, time to move. Cain bent his knees, knowing that taking the full blunt of the impact would only spell disaster for him. He had to move away from the range. Maybe he could use this moment to move around Triton, and finally get within range. It would take quite a bit to swung the weapon in a full arc, after all. Enough, at least, for Cain to get himself to move again. With that, he leapt to the side, seeking to dodge the downward strike.
What he did not expect, however, was the follow-up shockwave that caught him by surprise. Cain's eyes narrowed as his body was thrown further back into the air, his arms instinctively crossing itself over his upper chest areas, as both rocks and stones flew in all directions, cutting and bouncing off Cain's arms and body. Cain landed soon enough upon the dirt, allowing himself a brief stagger back to prevent himself from falling, before he glanced up at Triton. Well, that was impressive. His arms were starting to hurt even more now.
"The name is Triton, First Mate of the Sea Kings!"
Ah, well. That explained a shitload, didn't it? Cain chuckled, as he jerked his right arm out, swinging Harpe into the air. He may have been in the receiving end throughout the whole fight, but Cain was far from done.
you can't break the broken, TAGGED: triton tanaerum
NOTES: bully. xD
made by FLOU of OTE.
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