The Sound of Rain.. ( Open )

[Katsuri Katashi]

OOC: Amber first, then feel free. These NPC's are all twice the strength of Katsuri or more, do not try to one shot them.

The night was often likened to that of a dark abyss, and this night, that metaphor was actually quite accurate. Not a star was in the sky, and it should have been no surprise that the moon too was hidden, albeit be it due to the storm clouds forming on the horizon and over their heads. The gradual build up of rumbling and roaring, not from that of an animal, nor human, but of the sky, telling them that the down pour would be soon to come. It was for the benefit of those involved though, as well as the people that were within earshot, as the sounds that would be coming from the place soon enough were not going to be pretty.

Katsuri stood, in the midst of what seemed to be a ring of people, the attire they had distinctive, and unlike that of your average businessmen. It blended well with the mismatched clothing clinging to the large man’s body, particularly of the bulletproof vest he had on, which although better than the rest, he knew they all had Kevlar clinging to the bodies that made up these monstrosities of men.. and women. They had already attempted to shoot him in the back, and when that had failed, ringing out to the sound of lead crumpling around the massive titanium plates layering underneath that interweaved mesh, well, it had pissed them off.

This was why they were in their little standoff at the moment. Looking at him with those smug grins.. he knew who they were, “My own kinsmen… mmm. It really is heartwarming you know, that you came all this way for little old me.” , so that’s how it was eh? A smirk lit his face up quite nicely, even though most of it was hidden underneath that metallic mask that clung to his jaw. The voice he had let loose a far cry different then the true one resting in his throat. He knew they would be coming for him eventually, just had never known it would be sooner rather than later. ’ Why come all this way?.. Why not lace my drugs.. lord knows baby brothers death was suspicious… heh.’

He had much more to say, but it would have to wait it seemed, as one of them stepped forth, putting a heater of a blow into his stomach, removing all the air from his lungs and causing him to fall to the ground gripping it, laughing slightly. ”Ahahaha..” The feeling had stricken his spine and run clean up to his head, giving him a harsh headache, making matters worse as he sucked in air in vain, trying to fill his lungs to break off the after effect of the blow.

[Amber Dawn]

The night was not shaping up to be the best one she had ever encountered. That made clear by the whimper she let out as the hands of the male holding her gripped her arms tighter. It was not so much the pain from his hold but the pain of those voices in her head, screaming out at the fact that some guy, dressed in a black suit was holding her while a group of others surrounded Master. They had never been this bad before, but given the situation she could understand it. Problem was, she could not say anything to calm them because they were all talking too loudly and at the same time. No words making any sense to her. Only further increasing the pain. Those blue eyes finally coming open to look towards their Master, seeing him and unable to help but try and pull away once more from this thug holding her.

Let go of me! Now!

To that she was jerked back by her arms more tightly now, her back and head slamming into the guy holding her. Growling softly as she continued to try and release his grip from her. Knowing that most likely it was of no use, but that was something for a logical person to think about, and on a good day Amber was the furthest thing from normal. Another wave of pain slamming into her head as the voices started to once more scream out. This time a few of their words getting through.

Let us go!......Master!!....Stop it!!!

She could not stand it, her head lowering slightly as she cried out, the pain making her tremble slightly. She had to get away from this guy, but right now she did not think she would be able to stand if he let her go. Feeling him lean down, the heat of his breath against her ear and neck as he spoke.

Shh...they just wish to have a word with Katsuri. You just hush up and be a good girl.

Unable to help the growl which escaped her throat at those words, but unable to form words right now. The pain too bad and the noise in her mind too great.

[Katsuri Katashi]

Another blow came, this one catching him in the side of his jaw, right near his ear, causing his vision to blur and his hearing to wane. Ringing was what replaced it, and the distant hints of Amber screaming in the background, causing him to growl a little under his breath something that vibrated throughout his vocal chords, and that voice changer only made it sound dark.. twisted, likened to a wild animal. A turn of his head back and he sneered up at the woman that stood in front of him, her garb closer to that of extremely formal events then a fighter. Yet, despite this her hands were wrapped up like a brawlers should have been, in white cloth, nice and tight to give her knuckles the proper alignment to..

WHACK another blow to his jaw, and he felt it. This woman was a Katashi, no doubt about it, as the way her forearms were bulging out and veins popping, it would have shown you the effects of massive doses of adrenaline on the body. He flicked his tongue up over his cheek and drew out a bit of blood, spitting it into her face as she raised him up to look her in the eyes. The second trait that should have tipped anyone off, was that this woman stood seven foot tall, a good deal shorter then Katsuri, but beyond anything average of the Japanese lineage.“You know why we’re here.. you little shit. You did not think you could pilfer funds and keep dragging 03-D shipments out of the warehouse did you?”

This got a scoff, as the woman wiped the glob of blood from her cheek and smeared it on Katsuri’s chest with a grimace. “Mm.. what? Don’t like the taste of your own blood?” Another shot taken at the fact they were family, but this did not last long, as the woman's arm bulged outwards far more than it should have, and she’d have turned, hurling all four hundred pounds of him as if he were a rag doll. He slammed right into a wooden support beam holding up a walkway on the edge of the building, shattering it to splinters and landing in a heap. A loud cough was heard from the corner he had been hurled into, and the sound of large objects being rustled about. “You’ll have to do better than that dear aunt of mine.” He purposely avoided the question.. he knew damn well what he had been doing would bring them here after all.


Aika Katashi

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Height: 7'1"
Weight: 265lbs
Strength: 241
Dexterity: 98
Constitution: 321
Intelligence: 112
Wisdom: 112
Charisma: 165
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[Amber Dawn]

She bit down onto her lip, those eyes opening just in time to see that woman hit Master. Whimpering out as she jerked once more agianst the hold the thug had on her. Feeling his nails bite into her flesh as he tightened her grip. Oh yeah, that was gonna leave a bruise. Her heel coming up and slamming down onto his foot. What did he expect? He was hurting her, and not in the good, come here baby way either. Hearing him growl out in pain, that grip loosening just a bit, enough for her to slip free of his grip, her small body falling to the ground below her. Fighting against the pain in her head, she struggled to move now, crawling away from him. Though it was not long before he was on her again, wrapping his arm about her waist and jerking her off the ground.

Where do you think you are going little one?

She screamed out as he pulled her to him, her back once more hitting against him. Then she felt his other hand come up and gripped hold of her hair, pulling her head back and growling into her ear.

I told you to be a good girl. So you had better listen, or else?

She whimpered out, the pain in her head only made worse now as he yanked at her hair. Those eyes once more falling open to see that very tall woman speaking to Master. But unable to make out what was being said, both due to the male growling in her ear and the noise filling her mind. Fighting back a few tears that threatened to escape her eyes. She did not know which thing was the main cause for them...The pain she had never felt before slamming into her skull? Or being held here while they did what they did to him? She knew she should behave probably, but she was not sane, and you could only reason with those who understood the benefits of it. She was not one of those people. So raised her hands up and pushed against his arm that held her about her waist, her feet lifted off the ground as he pulled her tightly to him, her head being pinned back against his shoulder from the grip he had on her hair.

[Katsuri Katashi]

“Amber. Stop. Behave.” This was all that was said by the large man as he dusted splinters and larger hunks of wood off of his body. He’d have shifted his head left and right and took off, moving far faster than his family had expected, it after all, had only been recently that he had gained such speed. They would not be able to gather information that fast, even when they were the suppliers of his lifeblood. He was on her already, and his leg had locked up and slammed into the side of her head, sending her to stumble slightly to the side.

This was as far as he got though, as the woman grabbed both his thigh and his ankle with hers hands, turning and bringing him up as if he weighed nothing and back down onto the ground once more causing a harsh sound of pain on top of the thud of his body to ring out. “Mm. My nephew the fool. Don’t forget your place boy, you’re an exile, you and your piece of shit brother. You could not cut it in the family anyhow.. so weak. “ The old man of the group would have raised his brow slightly at the comments coming from one of his daughters and shook his head from it, raising cane up and bringing it down on top of her skull, causing those eyes to go white as they rolled up into her skull.

She dropped then. Unmoving as she hit the ground. “It seems I have taught my children too much in the manner of aggression.. they have no manners when speaking of the dead. “ Katsuri just laughed from the heap he had been dropped into, unmoving himself given the pain that his body was racked with. It felt like his back was on fire and had been broken in several places. ‘So this is the power of that loss of control.. heh..’

Hotaka "Old Man" Katashi

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Height: 6'9"
Weight: 235lbs
Strength: 378
Dexterity: 311
Constitution: 417
Intelligence: 580
Wisdom: 580
Charisma: 478
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[Amber Dawn]

Amber. Stop. Behave.

Those words of his making it through the sound of the voices in her head, and bringing a moment of silence, the pain slipping away breifly. Those eyes opening up as tears slid down her cheeks. Her body stopping in its movements as she looked to where he was. Inside her, a conflict rising. She wished nothing more than to be free of this guy holding her, but Master had told her to behave and she had to listen. Biting down on her lip she let her hands fall away from the thug's arm, a tremble running down her spine as the voices once more started up. Half of them wanting her to keep trying to get away, the other half wanting her to obey their Master. She whimpered out once more. The pain growing once more.

Mm..that is a good girl then. See? Is that so bad?

She felt his arm wrap a bit more tightly around her. Once more making that struggle in her mind over what to do grow worse. She hated the way it felt to be held here, pressed against this male, but at the same time, Master had said to behave. Which meant that he would not be happy with her if she did not. Once more that hand in her hair gave a little jerk, making her wince in pain as she closed her eyes once more. The heat of his breath on her a horrible feeling for her.

Now, why do you figure he would even worry about you huh? Look at what they do to him, and yet he thinks to tell you to behave. Interesting.

She growled softly, at least some sanity peeking through her mind at this time as she shook her head. Well, the best she could at the moment.

There is nothing.....interesting about it...I just met him...h..he is just a good person...That is why he worries...

Yeah, she was not about to tell them what she was to him. Not that it mattered, but it was not a chance she was willing to take. Not for herself, but more for the fact she did not wish to give them anything to use against him. Jerking her head to the side some as she felt him leaning closer to her face, trying to turn away from him. The smell of his breath causing her to shudder softly there against him. All her anti social problems coming to life. Now she remembered why she hated people.

[Katsuri Katashi]

“If he touches you.. gut him.” This was all he said before he rose slowly back to his feet, the old man not moving to strike him again, nor was the other girl there whom had slipped forwards, far more… grotesque then her sister in a way. The muscles rippling on the girl as she stood there in a t-shirt and a set of long shorts were unsettling to Katsuri, especially given it looked like she could rip a car in half with little effort. “There will be no gutting here boy… despite Aika’s .. well. Let us just say unsavory. Tactics. I am not here to kill you… not yet at least. “ The old man spoke with a slow fluid rhythm that showed his age quite clearly. Every move he made was calculated, assessing risk and benefit.

The hide on Hotaka seemed to be closer to that of the texture covering Katsuri’s chest, in that the scarred skin would be able to withstand the blow of a bullet, or perhaps more. He had survived long enough in the Katashi clan that doctors would have thought his heart to explode nearly twelve times.. a feat that few managed. You see, the old in the Katashi clan suffered from the drawback of their disease, in that, the older you got, the worse the disease progressed and eventually you died because your system could no longer take the strain of adrenaline.

To see someone reach the age of forty was a miracle.. but Hotaka had just had his sixtieth birthday not but a week ago, a status fitting that of the head of the clan. “Mm.. if you are not here to kill me, then why are you taking that which I own as a hostage?” This would have been asked as he grinned at the man, a bit of blood leaking slowly down past his lip, it reached the tip of his chin before it parted from flesh and fell to the floor, splattering in a slow but steady stream.


Izumi Katashi


[ Appearance ]

[/b] 6'7"
Weight: 310lbs
Strength: 458
Dexterity: 80
Constitution: 650
Intelligence: 70
Wisdom: 70
Charisma: 45
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[Amber Dawn]

Would he stop with the confusing her thing? Seriously, she was not exactly in the right state of mind to be taking such vague orders from him. In her mind the idiot was touching her therefore that meant she could hurt him. But then, he had just told her to behave. Right? Gah! The confusion seeping past her mind and into that of the voices, each one coming up with its own opinion.

You heard him, now get the hell away from this guy.

Yeah, but then what happens when we dont behave like we were told?

SHUT UP!

She growled once more, her head jerking to get away from that male, his grip on her hair growing tighter. Only increasing her pain, yet not stopping her from once more trying to push his arm away from her slender waist.

Hmm..that which he owns? Huh? Well see there, I told you that was interesting.

She shook her head as best she could and then once more tried to pull away as she felt him lean in once more. This time his nose pressing against her head and breathing in deeply.

Mm..Now where did he find a little thing like you at?

She whimpered out, her nails digging into the flesh of his arm and causing him to hiss out to her. Yet still he was not about to let her go. Great, this was going to be so much fun. Was it not? Her head turning a bit more now, not caring about the pain of him pulling her hair at this point. No, she just needed away from his touch, hating the way it felt upon her flesh.

Make him stop! Do something!

What do you think I am doing? Knitting a sweater?

The male stopped for a moment, looking down at her. Obviously a bit thrown by her sudden outburst. The first apparently being taken as being meant for somebody else. But no denying this time that she was a little bit off. Heh. Yeah, he may want to reconsider who he had held against him right now.

[Mr. Kaar]

It was dark enough that day. Prowling. Leon does it every now and then. It used to be much more common place when he was younger. Scowering the city, keeping watch over people, using a secret identity, so as to keep his fearful reputation. Tonight was no different, though he wore no mask, hid nothing. His hands where comfurtable within the pockets of his weighted coat. Shoulder guards woven into the coat, a soft grey both with the insignia of the Lightning Dragon. The coat itself a pure black, on the back bolded and in a dark blue was another symbol of the Lightning Dragon. The shirt under the coat on the front was the diamond, with the slanted triangles barely an 8th of an inch from the top two sides of the diamond. Thus was the mark of a Sudeki Clansman.

He had been one to hear, with those ears, a battle. Being who he was, what he was, and how he was... A fight was always somewhere he wanted to be. Regaurdless of reasons, possible danger, or whatever the cause may be, a fight was a fight, and it attracted a person like him. A not too far off couple of moving containers where lined up pretty well. Jumping up onto them and climbign his way up to the roof, he would peer in through a window at the top. Warehouses had such hard access when it came to secrecy the first place to look would be the windows in the roof. So secretly watching wasn;t the trick, though from the looks of things they had been busy.

Female on the ground, Katsuri in a bad way with worse people it would seem. They where all huge as shit. And whats this? A hostage? Now would prolly be a good time to jump in and do his thing. Hmm, jump in... Yes.

Leon looked at the spot, the thug with the girl was standing, then the roof, guessed with a shrug. Jumped up, landing with both feet first smashign through the roof, dropping all 950 pounds worth of Leon from who knows how high up into a double axe handle right ontop of the guy. Should it hit or miss didn't really matter all that much at this point, Leon made his cool guy intrence.

But if it did work, Leons feet would hit ground first sinking in, as his knees bent, his head hunched down, arms out at his sides bent in a coiled like fashion. As he would rise one may or may not notice the sadistic smile on his face from probably breaking the thug into little bits on the inside. But it would go away fast enough.

"Did I miss anything important?"

[David B.]

A flash of lightning.

David would appear in front of the girl who had started forward, the ugly female whose every step seemed to shake the earth. His sudden appearance and calm demeanor would probably bring a few eyebrows raised, but he didnt care. He was chewing the final bite of a very strange piece of fruit, one that cost him a fortune to buy. It was one of two he had eaten in the past two minutes, and the first one already boiled inside his stomach. This one caused a strange tingling, and though he felt a building of obnoxious power inside him, he kept his face blank. David had been watching this through a window a ways away, a strange group of very large individuals, and after seeing what they were about had activated his Qi.

Now, standing before the woman, he would vanish and land ten blows in one second, all of them across her face. He vanished and appeared next to Katsuri, lifting the large man from the hole with a slight grunt. He had grown strong- a year ago, he may have broken his back attempting this. Still, the weight was obnoxious though he didn't show the effort it took. Once Katsuri was on his feet, he would look at the old man of the group, his knuckles sore from hitting the female in the face.

"I don't know what this is about, but you are all cowards for teaming up on a single man. You act like your strong when truly- you are weak." His own power would emenate outwards, and though he wasn't as strong as them, he was strong for a student, for a kid who was just trying to see the point in beating on a man who was obviously far below thier level.

It disgusted him.

OOC(( Stats after Fruit and Qi activation:

Strength: 98
Dexterity: 636
Constitution: 173
Intelligence: 93
Wisdom: 101
Charisma: 93

Posts left of continued Qi use at this level: 10))

[Gabriel Seran]

Of course he wouldn't be left out of this chaos. Gabriel had been keeping tabs on Katsuri up till this point now seemed as good a time as any to make an entrence when the chips seemed to be down against him. The clan like organization being throunced by the two newcommers Leon and David. Each of them strong in their own right. Gabriel would be damen if he were to be left out of this mess.

A sadistic grin as he ripped free the collar from around his neck and lunged himself into the fray sneaking from behind to grab the final warrior that had yet to be touched. A palm would try and clasp around her throat and a right fist would fire into her back. Easily doing some severe damage with the decent amount of heat focused there.

(ooC:
Strength: 249
Dexterity: 76
Constitution: 146
Intelligence: 88
Wisdom: 66
Charisma: 76)

[Katsuri Katashi]

What the hell was this? God spitting on his corpse? Had he died already.. no.. maybe he was saving Amber. ’Thou shalt not judge those infested by the devil.. is that it?’ He said glancing back from where he stood, his hand clamping to his torso, even though he knew it was not his body he felt but that metal plating. It had been dented again, not quite as bad as when Arthur had rammed his torso into a brick wall with nearly a ton worth of weight.. but it was a hindrance.

Everything felt heavy. His body, his clothes, even his eyes, he was teetering slightly on the edge of consciousness as he heard two bodies hit the floor, the first being the thugs, followed shortly by a yellow haired menace.”Leon..” Of course, the feeling of being lifted from that hole he had been railed into was an odd on, almost like he was floating, the pain was not there anymore. ‘Seems my spine has taken a turn on me..’ He mumbled in his head, David had been the one to lift him out of it. “Mm.. so.. you could not even turn away from helping me in my time of need eh?.. God. The goodness in your heart almost sickens me.” It was a mock, and with it came a bit of a chuckle, but it quickly dropped into a cough and another glob of blood splattered across the floor.

A lick of his lips after and his nostrils would have flared, one more so then the other as he sneered at the old man now. He was standing on his own two feet, no more help needed to stay stable from David, and yet, somehow he did not feel himself.

”There is no foul play here and striking Izumi has done nothing but present you as a threat.. as well as you striking my driver Mr. Dragon.” He knew Leon? Of course he did. Leon had hung around Katsuri enough to be a known divisible. The only reason they did not know of Amber and David is their information had lagged in its latest rendition.

The old man would have stepped forwards, his cane clapping the floor loudly as he did so. Under the weight of that clothing he looked old, hunched over, and quite feeble, as if he could not hold his own amongst these leviathans, of both size and strength, and yet the air around him felt thick and heavy. You certainly could not judge a book by its cover if you were to look upon the old man.. as something about him cause the oxygen to choke up in your throat when you drew it in, this behind the guise of a friendly smile, and a rather large Cuban cigar in his lips, smoldering slightly.

“This man, or should I say, our kinsmen here, owes us quite a deal of money and materials. He was disowned from our family, and seems to have kept his greedy little hands in our pocket, what he is feeling now is the shame he has brought us. Nothing more. Nothing less.” The way he spoke was full of confidence, yet, at the same time had the same sort of wisdom that you could find with your own grandfather as he spoke of the old times. It was factual. Punctual, and quite relaxed.

“You hit fast boyo.. but your blows are weak.” This flowed from Izumi’s mouth as she rubbed her jaw lightly, licking her cheek from where just a hint of blood had formed at the corner of her mouth, a bit of flesh having grinded roughly against her canines. A shift of her head to the side would have brought on a rippling that could only be described as inhuman in those muscles, stretching and bulging far beyond what any man should have been capable of in a million years, and yet here a woman contained such power within.

The old mans eyes would have shot back, but he did not move. Instead. There would have been a rather large male intercepting Gabriel, his palms firing off in such a quick succession that all of the energy had been neutralized and he’d have felt a massive burst of power blown back against him, sending him flying away. He looked like that of a sumo, in that he was rather overweight, but he also seemed to have the height and muscle mass to match those of the rest of the Katashi’s lining the circle near these people.


Keiji Katashi

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Height: 7'5"
Weight: 565lbs
Strength: 321
Dexterity: 415
Constitution: 225
Intelligence: 202
Wisdom: 202
Charisma: 145
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Current Post Order:

Katsuri
Amber
Leon
David
Gabriel

[Amber Dawn]

She was not sure what the hell had just happened. Only that one minute she was trying to figure out how to get away from the idiot holding her, and the next her ass was hitting the ground HARD. Causing her to whimper out in pain as she pushed herself up enough to look behind her. Noting the appearance of another male. So that was what had happened? Barely having time to get the thought out before the voices started screaming once more, causing her to double over, her forehead pressing against the ground as she covered her ears with her hands. Screaming out as she felt as though her head was splitting in half. They obviously did not care who the newcomer was, they did not like him. She had to make them stop, but as she felt into the waist of her skirt, she cried out. She had not taken her MP3 or her razor with her when they had gone out. Great! There were three things that could stop the voices, and two of them were laying on the table next to the bed, the other, well, he was busy to say the least.

Shut up! Please! It hurts!

They paid no mind to her pleading. Instead only growing worse and causing her to bite down into her lip so hard that a trail of blood began to flow from the corner of her mouth. Struggling to move, yet managing to force herself into a seated position. Deep purple marking beginning to show on her arms now. Obviously from the males death grip on her earlier. As long raven locks fell about her face she drew in a shaky breath. She could tell that there were more people here now. But that was about all she could tell. Her hands coming up to the side of her head once more she whimpered softly, tears continuing to stream down her face. Those eyes once more finding Master and only causing her to become more upset and the voices to grow louder, banging around in her mind like pinballs. Right now she imagined death would hurt much less that this. Lowering her head, trying to remember it was just not good to look at him now.

[Mr. Kaar]

Leon looked at the female, this was a strange one indeed. He wondered now if helping her out was worth the pain in his legs. He figured having her free of that lame asses capture would give Katsuri some sort of relief. But when David showed up and helped him up, Leon saw what kind of damage had really been done... That deffinitly wasn't good. Katsuri was a pretty tough guy, and not long ago had put Leon in plenty of tough positions when it came to fighting. Seeing him in this condition almost angered him. But getting angry without his collar was somethign he was avoiding.

As the old man spoke Leon's eyes shifted to him, Leon backed up a step before beginning to circle, keeping his eyes on the others in the room so as not to put his back to them. A wall behind him was all he wanted. Maybe the unconciouse body and girl in the fetal position, but other than that, no more. The only problem being Leon could feel this guys strength. Leon was the most spiritually tuned person even back at 552, it was only natural he feel the kind of sickening energy coming from thsi guy. It was no real measure of power besides overwhelming as it was. All it did was bring a rush to the blonde.

"Your Driver should of been less of a target."

True the only reason Leon singles the driver out was due to his lack of size, compairably to the others, and he was the only one holding a hostage.

But that aside, Leon's eyes moved momentarily to watch the events unfold with Gabriel and what looked like Sumo Saiken from 552, but he descided that was impossible. Yet with true sumo style the big man had to lay down a good rythm with his palm strikes. This gave Leon an idea of what to expect with this guy. Great stamina, strength enough to fight back even with his pinky finger. Blubber on a sumo was all show, it was hiding muscles beyond belief, and this one was no different, only his muscle was more obviouse.

Yet Leon's eyes where still on the old man. He had never before been stuck like he was now. Leon wanted to attack the old guy, but his mind kept playing out a scenario that ended badly.

"Punishment and money? Shame? Your embarrassed at how easily Katsuri kept a grip on that pocket of yours."

Leon would raises his hands leaving his elbows at his sides as those shoulders would rise in a shrug.

"Guess you should be, if an exile was capable of doing it no telling how much your credibility would drop if word got out."

Leon was spouting nothings. He had no idea what kind of businesses the Katashi clan was in with, but he knew they liked playing Corperate Figureheads. So no doubt a leak like that would be troublesome beyond belief. Probably lost them some business deals.

~"I am afraid my friend that what I had in this flask I can not get at your cafe."~

Leon's eyes would narrow a tiny bit.

"Ohhhh... Hahaha. Drugs. Makes sense, your all users."

[Gabriel Seran]

Gabriel found himself intercepted and sent flying back into a wall. The force sending chucnks of enflamed wood about in a small burst. Exhaling Gabriel found himself pulling up onto all fours as he stared down the sumo fighter. Fast for a fat guy. Gabriel snarled feeling the power within him surge forth. Now he'd take this guy down, enclosed space an easy 1 on 1 brawl.

"Fatty's mine.." Gabriel snarled out

He charged forward stoppign an inch from the brut as he'd fire a radiated palm into the fat geletine like goop grabbing viciously and tearing as his left hand would come up to deflect an incoming blow anthrust up into the big boy's breasts.

(ooC:
Strength: 720
Constitution: 130
Charisma: 73)