Gas is over-rated (Open)

[John Nemo]

"Sometimes, You just gotta go."
Theme

Radio blasting, windows down, John rolled through downtown LA, eyes flitting over the remnants of this once great state. He flicked his smoke out the window, shades protecting his eyes from a few particles of ash that tried to make their way back in. His hand thrummed the wheel of his truck as he rocked out, looking like nothing so much as a male in his early twenties, instead of a grown man past thirty. Midlife crisis, much? Nah...maybe something else.

Oh, you still looking at the photo of his truck?

What, didn't I mention he not only STOLE it, but that it's a monster truck?

Yeah, go back and look at the picture, I'll wait.

......


......


Now, where were we?

He flew around a corner, plowing clean over a pickup and a big blue police box, wood splintering around him as he laughed. God damn if he didn't like driving this thing, even if he did have to stop every twenty minutes for gas. His eyes caught on something as he flew, his right foot flipping over to slam on the brake. He pushed open the door, leaping from the truck and strutting around the side. A bar.

Holy shit. A real, functioning bar.

He pushed open the doors, a grin creasing his lips.

There was a first time for everything.

[Delilah A. Black]

More recon.

Delilah wasn't drinking this time, but sitting at the bar and listening intently as usual. Sergei and Cain were here as well, sitting near the doors, but not together. All three were dressed in civilian clothes with their weapons hidden on their person, seemingly nursing their drinks while gazing into them moodily.

So far, this bar was a total lost cause, in Delilah's opinion. She fiddled with her glass of...whatever it was she ordered, she couldn't remember. That's how long they had been sitting here, going on four hours now. In order not to attract suspicion, Delilah kept tipping out the contents of her glass onto the floor when no one was looking, pretending to get more and more tipsy as the night progressed. She sighed inwardly, waving for another of her random drink she had chosen. The bartender put it down in front of her and she beamed at him with a semi-lucid expression, making him fidget uncomfortably as he smiled back. As he left to tend to another patron, Delilah allowed herself a smirk and the momentary lapse of her drunken mask. Ha. Still got it.

There was a roar outside the bar and the conversations within stilled. Delilah tilted her head around to get a look, pursing her lips slightly as her experience with cars took over. Fuck, that thing is loud. Over 1300 HP easily. They don't make engines that big. They had to be custom built. Expensive, though. Probably no muffler either. Seems to be running low on oil, too. (her trained ear could hear the pistons starting to knock together).

Diagnosis? Monster truck. She turned back to face the front of the bar as the engine was cut after a hellish squeal of brakes. She didn't need to see it to confirm it.

Meanwhile, the surly punk looking kid (Cain) sitting at the table would look up with interest as the owner of the truck entered the bar. Sergei, the scarred stone faced Russian sitting across from him would only continue to scowl at his glass of cheap vodka.

Everyone else in the bar would look up curiously as the new man came in, wondering who on EARTH drove a Monster Truck in this day and age.

[John Nemo]

He pushed open the door, removing his cowboy hat and looking around a moment. A group of men sat at a table nearby, one of them laughing to his buddies about. "Stupid hick come west". John stared over at them, took in their uniform- Barker - and demeanor. He let out a sigh and walked over to the counter, setting down his hat before gesturing to the Rum as the bartender got over to do so. He glanced over at Delilah, looking her up and down a moment. Not sexually- just checking out her gear. The barkeep handed him a drink, which he took without a smile before heading, grinning at the Barker men. One thing Delilah might notice as his right hand clasped the glass- the ring, with a lion face on it. Stainless steel.

He got up and walked over to them, letting out a "Heeeey, fellas!" as though they were old buddies. They said nothing, just grinned at him, drunk, before scooting over as John sat.

"So, yall are soldiers in the new empire, huh?"

They nodded proudly, chuckling at his accent.

"Right on. Ever get tuh see any action?"

One man smirked.

"Yeah, we got to fight in Dragon territory once. Few civilians, nothing major."

He said it without blinking an eye, as though killing civilians was the norm.

"Ah. I see. Yeh get tuh take any lives?" John seemed to enjoy their openess, taking sips from his drink.

"A bit. A woman, her two teenage daughters. Not before we had our fun though. It was some-"

Johns glass slammed down, cutting him off, though he didnt seem fazed as he grinned into his glass.

"Well. Aint that somethin' "

He whipped his hand up, smashing the glass into the face of the Barker man next to him, the guy screaming as glass ripped into his eyes. His foot came up through the table, smashing it in two, as his steel-toed boots broke the fellows jaw sitting across from him. The third man stood, only to be backhanded and sent stumbling to the floor. The fourth and final tried to tackle him as John stood, but the large male turned and through him through a table before stomping on his neck, the foot soldiers eyes bulging and face turning purple as his neck seemed to deflate.

The guy John backhanded stood, four feet in front of Delilah, back to her, as he spoke.

"I-I knew that ring! Your the Lion! W-we have a troop of fifty men half a mile from here, coming t-this way!"

John pulled a bunch of Barker flags from his jacket pocket, tossing them on the floor.

"Were they wearing these? Kuz there was only abou' twelve of them."

The man began to cry, and would attempt to run for the door and possible escape, people around them hushed and terrified.

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Rai had been walking around in the territory for awhile he had just been on one of his trips with Rose to the Sudeki household and they were getting a little hungry as well as thirsty. About that time they heard a loud noise, the sound of a huge truck. So they went in the direction of it curious as to what could make that noise. They found the monster truck sitting outside of a bar which was weird it was the first time the two had seen a monster truck before it was interesting to say the least. But then the stomach growled yet again. Thats when the took a real interest of the bar and would walk up to the doors. As soon as Rai opened the door a man would be running straight at him. On instinct Rai caught one of the mans flailing arms and threw him to ground and subduing him with the mans arm behind his back. Rose put a hand on her sword and took in the surroundings something had just happened there was a fight in here and it looked like this man was on the losing team.

"Rai, you sure know how to pick these places..."

With that Rai would look up and see what had happened but he didn't loosen his grip on the man. He then noticed a strange man looking at him, or maybe at the man that Rai was currently on top of.

"Why hello sir, is this man a friend of yours?"

[Delilah A. Black]

Faintly, Delilah heard the vague sounds of mockery behind her and she lifted an eyebrow. Turning her head slightly as the man stepped up to the bar, she got a good look at him--and vice versa, it would seem. The look he gave her wasn't an invasion of privacy or anything...but one thing she did notice was that his eyes easily found the little places where her knives were stashed. Likewise, as she appraised him, she made note of his weapons: his arms, his hands, his well honed muscles. As he grasped the glass of rum, her eyes drifted down towards the ring on his hand.

Finding it curious, but taking care not to let her eyes linger too long, she turned back to her glass, noting that he had left his hat behind on the counter to her left.

Cain and Sergei, however, would watch the man with great attention as he went and sat down with the group of people they were here 'observing' the Barker soldiers. Delilah watched from the corners of her eyes as the situation quickly went from tense to explosive.

It was the sigh he made as he walked in the door that had given him away. Almost as if his thoughts had been "A man's work is never done". The three Tengu had known what was going to happen right from that moment. Delilah could only admire the man's calm professionalism as he wrecked the four soldiers.

Delilah turned her body around with a look of amused interest as the fifth soldier collapsed on the bar floor beside her stool. He moved well for a man his size.

"I-I knew that ring! Your the Lion! W-we have a troop of fifty men half a mile from here, coming t-this way!"

Delilah chuckled low in her throat. Of course that's what you named him. How original. But the amount of soldiers he mentioned made her hackles raise: they couldn't ignore a fight now. Not with civilians at risk.

The man pulled some flags out of his pocket and tossed them on the floor.

"Were they wearing these? Kuz there was only abou' twelve of them."

Or, maybe they didn't need to. Delilah watched as the Barker patrolman shrieked and tried to rush out the door. She started to gesture to her men to stop him when a random young man just coming in the door did that for them.

"Why hello sir, is this man a friend of yours?"

She looked at the Southern man and at the new, younger looking man. That...did not seem like a good idea to Delilah.

There was a tickle on the back of her neck and the raven haired woman whipped around. One of the people running the bar had just bolted for the back door. Before she could get out of her seat, the scrawny looking man was gone. She hissed. Great. Looks like they might need to see some action after all.

She swiveled in her seat and slid off the stool, untouched glass of whiskey in hand, just observing whatever John was doing. Without looking, she gestured to her men; "Evacuate the rest of the civilians in the area. We don't want anyone getting stolen if Barker shows up to try and knock us down a peg." though all they'll get is that try.

"Yes m'am."

"On it."

As her men went about their business ushering people out of the bar, Delilah would look back at the counter where a cowboy hat sat as though it clearly didn't belong. Picking up the man's hat, Delilah would walk towards the Lion and hand it off to him before offering him the glass of whiskey. "That's some fine work you put out there." she said without a trace of drunkenness. "I take it you do this often?"

[John Nemo]

John stared at Rai for a long moment. Looking up at Delilah as she handed him his hat, he flicked the brim before putting it on his head and holding up a finger to the raven haired female.

"Hold that thought."

He would walk over toward Rai and, even though his back was turned to him, planted his foot on Rais ass and pushed forward hard, intent on sending the male forward onto his face and sliding along the floor. His boot would then come down on the back of the last soldiers neck, a loud snapping sound signalling an immediate death. He would stare at Rai.

"You ever put mah name in with thuh likes uh them again, i'll bust yer skull kiddo. Got it?"

Without waiting for a response, he would turn back to Delilah and glance at the men who followed her orders, giving them the once over before lookig back at her. Did he do it often? Not an easily answered question.

Sorta.

"I guess I done it a coupluh...hundred times- look, your obviously not with Barker so, you got a name?"

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Rai knew the kick was coming but he took it anyways no need to show off anything and a 'Kick' wasn't going to hurt much. He moved forward with the kick do a roll and standing up dusting himself off. He lowered his head to the man.

"Excuse me sir, I meant no disrespect. I apologize for misspeaking."

Rai noticed the woman now he hadn't seen her before but her description matched what Leon had told him of the woman call Delilah. Definitely not someone he want to be on the bad side of. But he would make his own knowledge of her rather than relying on his uncle's word. Rai held out a hand as he spoke again.

"Let me try this greeting again. My name is Raikotsu Sudeki, and this here is-"

"Rose, Rose Sudeki. Nice to meet you."

Rai looked at her and shook his head. She just shrugged.

"Its nice to meet you Mister..."

[Delilah A. Black]

He took the hat but not the whiskey, setting it back down atop his head before holding up a finger as he told her to wait a moment. Which she would. Because, as always, Delilah was very polite.

So polite that she didn't even laugh as the Lion-man kicked the white-haired boy's ass across the bar and stomp-killed the Barker soldier beneath him. Delilah almost told him to stop, but then just sighed and let it happen. No use crying over spilled milk, or so to speak. But she had wanted to interrogate that one, see what their orders were. THEN he would have been okay to kill.

Oh well. What was done was done.

"You ever put mah name in with thuh likes uh them again, i'll bust yer skull kiddo. Got it?"


"Excuse me sir, I meant no disrespect. I apologize for misspeaking."


The Southern man ignored the white-haired boy, turning instead to Delilah and watching her men for a moment before looking back at her. Delilah, however, noticed that the young man (the white haired one who was currently being ignored) looked at her with a modicum of familiarity even though she was completely sure they had never met. With his eyes and his white hair, he almost looked like an Experiment. But she knew enough now to know that not everyone with those features was a victim of Barker's deranged need to make people stronger and 'better'. Her own son was one such example.

Looking back at the Lion-man, she tried not to tilt her head to the side or to look to curious. He seemed more intelligent than he looked and she didn't want to give to much away.

"I guess I done it a coupluh...hundred times- look, your obviously not with Barker so, you got a name?"

She cracked a smile at his humble-brag, whether it was intended or not. She inclined her head at a slight angle to him. "I'm Delilah Black. A pleasure."

"Let me try this greeting again. My name is Raikotsu Sudeki, and this here is-"

"Rose, Rose Sudeki. Nice to meet you."

"Its nice to meet you Mister..."

Whether or not Lion-man actually replied or gave his name didn't really matter to Delilah: he seemed to her like the cautious type and any cautious person who had killed as many Barker soldiers as he had (or so he said) was apt to be wary of using his or her given names. Delilah, though, had no problems being honest here. She was constantly being chased after by Barker soldiers simply because of her rank within Crows.

But at the mention of 'Sudeki', Delilah's sharp blue eyes would swivel, attaching themselves to Raikotsu's mismatched pair with surprising intensity. They would flick quickly up to Rose's and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly in her interest. Curiouser and curiouser.

"Sudeki's, huh?" Her lips pursed slightly. Dragonlings. Meant they knew how to fight at any rate. "...I think I can work with that."

She clapped her hands together once, as if deciding, and turned her blue eyed gaze back to Lion-man.

"SO. We can expect a back-up of a few Barker soldiers to move into our position right away. A man, presumably a Barker mole, ran out the back when Raikotsu here grabbed that last soldier. I'd say ETA is roughly fifteen minutes.

"Cain, Sergei."

The two men, the lanky surly one with the unstyled red mohawk and the shorter Russian man with heavy scarring on the one side of his face poked their heads in through the door.

"Immediate block is beink the all-clear."

"Citizens have been evacuated and warned off coming here until the Barker threat is dealt with."

"Thank you, gentlemen. Get on the roof. I want you both on scout duty until they arrive. "

With brisk nods from the both of them, the two men would vanish until they needed to be summoned once more. Delilah turned back to Lion-man (or John, if he had deigned to give them his name at this point) with a raised eyebrow.

"It's reasonable to assume they're sending reinforcements because of your presence here. So, I'll leave you the choice of getting out of here while you can...or staying with my men and I and fighting."

This option went to the two Sudeki's as well, but if she knew their Uncle at all (or the Dragon code for that matter), she knew what their answer would be. Hell, she was pretty damn sure what Lion-man's answer would be, too.

Still, it didn't hurt to have options.

[John Nemo]

He turned back and glanced at Rai before returning his gaze to the obvious woman in charge. "Names John. Friends call me Nemo." he gripped the brim of his hat and gave it a little downward tug to signify his hello before looking over Delilahs shoulder. As she spoke, giving orders, he walked around her to the man who was asleep due to his Kick. Gripping his hair in one hair and chin with the other, he gave a jerking twist, snapping his neck. The other man was groaning in pain and from blood loss. Not a second later, John snapped his neck too.

Not looking at any of the people in the room, he drug the bodies out the front door. He would drop them and walk to the back of his truck, popping open a hatch to reveal twelve railroad spikes. Grabbing two, he would turn around and lift one of the bodies with a single hand, pressing it against the outside doorframe. He would drive the spike clean through the corpses chest, pinning him there, facing the outside world. He would do the same with the other body on the other side of the door. If anyone asked why he was doing that or tried to stop him, he would grin.

"Strikin fear into theh enemy is a great way to win the mental battle, which is halfa the fight. Mans scared, he don't think straight. Plus-"

He would stare a moment at Delilah.

"I would hate fer them to miss theh place."

He would step back inside and shut the door, waiting. In five minutes, forty men were marching toward them, eyes widening at the bodies hung on the door. Most in fear, only the Captain in anger. He turned to his liutenant.

"How many is the Tally?"

"With these new bodies? Four hundred seventeen since Ohio."

"Your telling me this man has killed over four hundred of our men in six months?"

His second nodded, before he ground his teeth. Gripping a microphone, be spoke at the building Delilah and the group was in.

"Send out The Lion and the rest of you can go. We wish you no harm- we only want the Cowboy."

John would look to Delilah, shrugging.

"Notta bad deal- yeh might considerit. Id not blame yeh."

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Rai was ignored but shrugged it off and lowered his hand, he sat there as everything began to move trying to see if he could find something to eat before the big fight. Which he had agree to by smiling and nodding when Delilah looked at him. He didn't like it when John started nailing the bodies into the wall but it was not his place to speak up, he had already messed up with the man and didn't want to further down a path onto the mans bad side.

When the troops arrived and demanded John or "The Lion" only he heard what John had to say.

"Notta bad deal- yeh might considerit. Id not blame yeh."

Rai shook his head and smiled going to stand next to the man.

"Now where is the fun in that?"

Rose pulled her sword out and took her place next to Rai, a slight smile on her lips she was ready to see some action.

"We'll fight beside you and take out these thugs, if you don't mind the help of course. What bout you Miss Delilah? You gonna join in with your two friends or just gonna sit back and watch?"

Rai was sure he already knew the answer but it would be impolite to assume anything. He smiled at her and awaited her response before turning back to look at the men outside the bar.

[Delilah A. Black]

"Names John. Friends call me Nemo."

Delilah blinked once at that. Nemo? As in Captain Nemo? Delilah's eyes followed John as he went about his business with an almost methodical air around him. Like a man repairing the siding of his house or fixing the kitchen sink: the casual determination with which he did it touched the small hairs on the back of her neck and set them a prickle.

This man isn't all that he seems to be. She decided as she watched him nail the fresh corpses to the door with some rail-road spikes. Looking at the burns on his arms, the way he set his jaw...something just seemed...off, somehow. He glanced her way and Delilah raised a questioning eyebrow at him. The grin he gave her further tweaked her instincts.

"Strikin fear into theh enemy is a great way to win the mental battle, which is halfa the fight. Mans scared, he don't think straight. Plus-"

"I would hate fer them to miss theh place."

That would settle it for the raven-haired mechanic. There was something decidedly detached about John that made him appear almost...unhinged behind his green eyes. As the cogs started turning behind her eyes, Delilah simply gave a curt nod to the man, indicating her agreement. It wasn't like the group of six had any real advantages in terms of number.

Sergei and Cain bolted in through the back door, eyes wide and grim. "Thirty-five to forty Barker soldiers approachink, ma'am."

"Right on time, then." she said with a slow, predatory smile. She went to stand over by John as they looked through the shop windows at the approaching battalion, hands on her hips.

"Send out The Lion and the rest of you can go. We wish you no harm- we only want the Cowboy."

Delilah 'tsk'ed under her breath. Amateurs. Or they just thought they were really damn tough. In which case, they were just plain stupid. "Liars."

"Notta bad deal- yeh might considerit. Id not blame yeh."[/quote]

"Now where is the fun in that?"

A lopsided smile of approval graced her face at Raikotsu's comment. Ah, Dragons. "I don't know how they do things where you're from, John," she rolled up the sleeves of her long shirt, revealing the multiple raised bumps and puckered scars that blemished her porcelain skin. She bent down, liberating her bowie knife from inside her boot and drawing her tanto out from a hidden spot in her belt. "But out here, we don't take orders from the likes of Barker and his men. It's always been that way. Even before the bombs."

She doubted Rai would remember that, but he may know about it.

Delilah turned her head slightly to the side to fix the brawny man with a look. There was a sad smile on her lips. "'It's burned everlastingly in my memory'."

A quote he might recognize.


"We'll fight beside you and take out these thugs, if you don't mind the help of course. What bout you Miss Delilah? You gonna join in with your two friends or just gonna sit back and watch?"


Delilah chuckled, shifting her gaze to him. "Care to do the honours, Cain?"

"On it."

The lanky punk kid would stride out of the bar with all the confidence of a model strutting down the cat-walk. He pushed past the corpse door without so much as a second glance and stood in front of the bar, arms folded behind his back as he stood at attention.

He began talking with a surprising amount of volume.

"ON BEHALF OF THE FIRST CROW; DELILAH BLACK, WE WISH TO IMPRESS UPON THE ARMY OF THE DETESTABLE SEAN BARKER THAT ANY AND ALL WHO WILLINGLY ALIGN THEMSELVES WITH THE TYRANT AND OFFER HIM LOYALTY ARE INVITED TO GO AND FORNICATE THEMSELVES WITH A HOT IRON.

"FURTHERMORE, SHOULD YOU CONTINUE TO AGGRAVATE THE FIRST CROW WITH YOUR PRESENCE, WE WILL HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO DECIMATE YOU WHERE YOU STAND. NO MERCY AND NO QUARTER WILL BE GIVEN IF YOU CONTINUE TO PURSUE THIS AVENUE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. THAT IS ALL."

Grinning, Delilah looked at Rai and Rose, her chest rising and falling as she laughed silently. "How's that for an answer?"

Cain would quietly slip back into the bar before the battalion could react, grey eyes searching Delilah's.

"Well done." She murmured, preparing for the attack. "You sound like Birch."

"He's been giving me lessons."

"Ah."

Triangle jumping from the floor, to the table and to the wall, Delilah hauled herself up on the door frame of the bar. Perched on the lip of the wood precariously, this was where she would make her ambush.

"I'll take the back of the first wave as they come in as an ambush. Cain, Sergei, cover us with the sling-shots from the bar."

Without a word, the two would silently hop the bar and take up position, the wrist mounted slingshots cocked back and loaded with ball bearings. How the others chose to situate themselves would be up to them.

[John Nemo]

John didn't respond to her wisecrack about where he was from. Where he was from...well, Barker never used to be an issue. He gave a laugh after the man cam back inside, more than giddy about what he said. Good lord... These people might just be alright.

"Well pretty lady, thats damn fine-uh you."

While she was issuing orders, John turned and walked out the back door, silent as a mouse, so if she turned back to speak to him it would be as though he had vanished.

The soldiers whom Delilah had mocked were angry, to be sure, but still a little put out by the sight of he bodies around the door. The leader of them called the group together.

"Alright. I want twenty around back, twenty in the front door. Weapons up- take the Lion alive, the others can die. Get going."

The group split, half jogging toward the front door, the other half trying to make their way around back. As they reached the back alley, they would pause, sniffing. A rather...strong odor stuck at their nostrils. A shadow fell over the Alley- a cowboy hat, an evil grin, and a cigerrette. John brought the match up to the wall, lighting it off the corner of the brick. He lit his smoke as the men rushed forward. Stlll grinning, he tossed the match off to the side, taking a long drag as he brought a bottle of whiskey out from under hjs jacket.

Bashing the first man in the face shattered the bittle, covering the soldier in whiskey. The trooper fell, groaning, before looking down at the ground and sniffing it. Vodka. The alley was covered in alcohol. His eyes went wide as he looked back up at John, who grinned with his Cig in his hand before- flick. The smoke hjt the soldier right in the chest, and like a babylon candle he erupted into flame, screaming bloody murder. His body lit the entire alley, causing the ten men clustered there to start screaming as well, the entire troop turning around to run. They looked back in time to see John kicking a barrel of Rum down the alley, the wood catching on fire as it struck them.

Three seconds later, a small explosion rocked the alleyway as John laughed, running back inside the building to see how the others were faring.

((OOC: Feel free tk take control of the soldiers as you fight them. Total amount remaining: 28))

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Rai smiled just inside the door way Rose standing beside him hand resting on her sword. He would hold up his hand forming a peace sign.

"Come on in!"

Rai smiled innocently at first but it became mischievous the closer they got. Rose would start to unsheathe her sword but she waited for Rai to give her the signal. She hoped he knew what he was doing.

[Delilah A. Black]

"Well pretty lady, thats damn fine-uh you."

She waved away his praise and watched him head off towards the back door. A part of her wanted to follow him and see just what the big man would do. But there was blood to be shed here and her blades were thirsty.

The door to the bar opened and the men began to rush in. Raikotsu and Rose would stand ready near the entrance. Cain and Sergei had their sights set on the door, ready to fire as soon as they were able.

"Come on in!"

Delilah would wait as the team of twenty or so swarmed the room, perched like a malevolent gargoyle above the din. Immediately, Cain and Sergei would begin to fire, covering the flanks of the two Dragons. As the majority of the soldiers entered the bar, one would happen to glance back and up at the door.

Delilah smiled.

Just as the man started to cry his warning, Delilah swooped down on the tail end of the group, immediately becoming a minor tornado with blades thrown in. The mechanic quickly ended the man's life and his scream with a stab that entered his throat. The next man, who wasn't facing her, got his right kidney cut in half. His death was painful, but swift.

Two men who heard the almost warning from their now dead comrade managed to turn around before Delilah got to them. One almost instantly found her tanto buried into his eye socket. The other had a moment to scream as she flayed him across the stomach, spilling his guts in a hot mess onto the floor.

Three men lunged for her, two successfully grasping her arms while one made to swing his police baton to her stomach. Amused, she let herself catch the full wind of it, folding in half convincingly as if it had hurt. The man wound up again to strike the back of her head....only to realize the wheezing coming from the raven haired woman was in fact a healthy chuckle.

"-ha..hahahaha...ha..."

She lifted her head, leering at the man with the baton. He cringed at the crazed expression on her face.

"That tickles."

Delilah brought her arms together, pulling the soldiers holding her arms with them, making them collide. The man with the baton danced backwards, crying out in alarm as Delilah twirled her knives and jammed them into the back of the two soldiers heads. She stepped over their bleeding bodies and stalked towards him, similarly slaughtering any who had the misfortune of crossing her path -- a man with a mace took it in the heart...two more died from a slashed throat...one had his femoral artery sliced open only to have her bowie knife rip a new hole between his legs...the last to cross her path got both her knives, one in the liver and one in the eye. Her feral expression didn't waver, her blue eyes locked onto the terrified face of the soldier.

The soldier slipped on a bit of blood on the floor and he stumbled. In the time it took for him to recover, Delilah darted forward and slipped the narrow tanto blade between his ribs, flaying the entire right side of his ribs open, exposing his liver, lung and kidney to the world. He stared down in wordless horror as his life's blood seeped from his body from the gaping wound in his torso before they rolled back in his head and closed forever.

Meanwhile, Cain and Sergei were blasting anyone who came too close to scoring a hit on Rose and Raikotsu (Delilah, it would seem, needed no help). Both would appear businesslike, calm as they felled one after another with the heavy ball bearings.

An explosion rocked the bar at that moment and Delilah stopped in her work to look. She sniffed the bloody air--alcohol? Burning alcohol. A molotov, maybe? No, too much ethanol. And sweet, too. Rum. Lot's of it.

When John reentered the main part of the bar, Delilah would be looking RIGHT at him with a fierce grin stretching her lips, pale skin and clothes drenched in blood that wasn't her own.

As the fight wrapped up with surprising quickness, the mechanic would turn on her heel and pick her way through the carnage she had left behind back to the door, pushing it open. Casually, she'd lean against the door frame, pinching her fingers against the edge of her tanto to rid the blade of the blood there.

She would smirk across the road at the commander, flicking his soldier's blood from her finger tips. Sergei and Cain would move to the windows, taking up position behind the glass.

((OOC: Delilah's kills : 12

Sergei: 5

Cain : 3

Remaining : 9 assumingly killed by Raikotsu and Rose

EDIT; 1/2 nulls used))

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

(OOC: Just gonna post this here to show my fight happening then I'll return to normal post order.)

As Delilah started her attack Rai and Rose quickly ran outside the bar while the men inside where distracted. Once outside there was still a company of 10 men Rai smiled forming to chains in his hand with the ends having the head of a roaring dragon. He started to swing them in small circles as they came closer.

"Ready to go Rose?"

Rai took a quick look to Rose, she was smiling as she pulled out her sword.

"Can you keep up Rai?"

Rai chuckled, this was going to be fun...

Rose darted forward as the first two soldiers charged at her. She jumped to her left as the first one swung his Baton she cut his thigh making him drop, she then cut his throat. The second one coming back on her would swing his baton she'd parry with her sword knocking it to the side as she stabbed him in the stomach and cut him open to cause more bleeding.

Rai had wrapped a chain around one of the mens throats snapping it as he swung the dragon head of the other chain right into another mans temple hard enough to smash bone, they both fell instantly. A third man came running at Rai thinking him defenseless, Rai smiled as he gripped the chains making them shoot out spikes on either side of the man impaling him.

Rose had dispatched two more guards and was currently in a lock with the last one on her side he was pushing her back. She was surprised at his strength, but his fighting style was lacking she noticed a gap in his foot and swept to her side kicking out to his feet tripping him and delivering the final blow. In the excitement she realized she had gotten separated from Rai and panicked, rushing over to him.

Rai absorbed the chains back into his body as the other three came at him. Willing two swords out instead the first wasn't suspecting a different weapon and got a sword in his face cause of it. The other two were prepared now though the aimed to for his arms trying to make him drop his weapons the first one would get tripped the second man would find his arm being held by Rai who had put away the sword in his right hand to grab the man, who he then impaled with his left hand.

The last soldier got off of the body he had landed on and started to run away Rose was now by Rai's side and would start to run after him when Rai stopped her and held his hand.

"Hey! Heres a going away present!"

The man didn't stop running but did make the mistake of looking behind him as Rai held up his hand and shot a spike out of it straight through the mans chest.

"Guess thats done."

Rai said looking to Rose clapping his hands together, he began to walk back to the bar to see how the others fared.