Day Of Ambition (Cody Travers/Open)

[Cody Travers]

..."Thrush"

"What..?"

Apparently..That's what he wanted to be called..Well, Cody would oblige..

Quick jabs and puches were thrown at him..They were light..Almost no power..Cody blocked them easily..It seemed that "Thrush" was toying with Cody now..And Cody didn't like to be toyed with..

In fact..This wasn't part of his agenda..

He began to dance his feet around..Heel-toe, heel-toe..Cody kept close watch on his opponent..Not wavering from his "Criminal stance" He swayed his upper body back and forth..Fists in front of him..

"Fancy a wager?"

Came from the "Thrush's" mouth..

Cody was not pleased..Especially at the fact that he was trying to make DISTRACTIONS of all things...He dodged both the jab to his face and the kick to his shin.

"Keep talking.."

["Unfettered"]

Simple

"Keep talking.."

"I beat you... you work for me. You beat me... I'll help you reach the top."

A grin. He'd suddenly feint forward, but then just bob and weave back into place, as he began to circle Cody. 'Though the chain was a permanent reminder of where he was, 'wasn't good to let an attack come from where you couldn't see it.

But the grin would become devious...

"Question is.. easy, normal, or hard mode?"

---Trick question?

OOC: PRESS THE SQUARE BUTTON! PRESS THE SQUARE BUTTON!

[Cody Travers]

OOC: *PRESSES TRIANGLE* OOPSIE!!

What the hell was this?

Some sort of game to him?

He feinted again. Bobbing inside and outside of Cody's personal space. He thought this was a game..It was funny. Cody smirked at this guy's "Funny" game. Almost to the point that he was laughing.

When suddenly..

Sure he was a good fighter, sure he knew how to match with Cody, and he definetly knew how to fight even when constricted by chains..

The only difference was..Cody was constricted far longer than any inmate..With so much riding on his back..

He had the balls to spit out from that mouth of his..

"I beat you... you work for me. You beat me... I'll help you reach the top."

Theme: Street Fighter Alpha 3: Rolento's Theme, Gimmick

OOC: I'll upload later since i'm using a proxy.

"Ha...!"

Cody stomped forward almost in a lunge. It was his bias attempt at startling "Thrush".

"...What the fuck kind of deal is that?!"

Cody whirled his foot back into place.

"It's almost as if you WANT me to join you.."

"Question is.. easy, normal, or hard mode?"

His hand gripped the cuff on his right hand..

"I have a better idea..How about you answer my question and tell me what you want..?"

["Unfettered"]

OOC: PULL UP! PULL UP! O BUTTON! O BUTTON!

Getting Down To It

"Ha...!"

His right arm went up automatically to block, but his face didn't change, as Cody stepped forward, but it ended up being a feint.

"...What the fuck kind of deal is that?!"

As Cody would push his foot back, "Unfettered" would take a quarter step forward, as he continued to circle..

"It's almost as if you WANT me to join you.."

Now he was getting it..

"I have a better idea..How about you answer my question and tell me what you want..?"

..He mused. His guard went up.. tighter, tighter. He bobbed and weaved, but his eye seemed out of focus..

"Unification."

His eye flared up again. With life. With.. something extremely cold. But not yet. He wouldn't call that up just yet. But then, he went back to playing games.

"So... easy, normal... or extremely difficult? You can always quit..."

He was of course... talking about his Qi. Maybe Cody would see that.. maybe not. But "Unfettered" was going to get more serious in this fight. Whether Cody liked it or not.. So, he hoped to be fair, and at least offer the decency of an option.

[Cody Travers]

OOC: ACH! I CANNA DU IT CAPTAIN! SHE WON'T HOLD MUCH LONGER!!

"Unification."

Unbelieveable!

What was this guy thinking?!

"What for..?"

And the even mroe important question.

"..And why me? Why choose me?"

Even then he watched as "Thrush" bobbed around weaving in and out like a crazed boxer fighter. He kept thinking to himself why was the reason that this "public icon" of sorts was consulting HIM of all things.

Cody wasn't sure.

He watched "Thrush" closely..He looked like he was ready to burst.

So... easy, normal... or extremely difficult? You can always quit..."

Quit..?

Was this some sort of taunt?

Cody looked around him. The crowd was jeering and taunting..Sounds of chicken noises could be heard.

This made Cody irritated.

"...How about we just skip the difficulty setting."

A smirk.

"..Or are you having an easy, normal, hard, or extremely difficult time understanding that..?

["Unfettered"]

Lets Go, Lets Go, Lets Go, LETS GO

"..Or are you having an easy, normal, hard, or extremely difficult time understanding that..?"

A grin.

"What for?" Blatantly ignoring the latter question, and instead choosing to answer the first.

"Why you?"

Something began to crackle.

"Because you're the hero of Metro City."

'Why not you?'

Just that burning ambition. You could read it in his eye. Even as the ice began to form a layer over his body, even as his breathing slowed and became labored. A fine mist slowly becoming more and more apparent with each breath.

And quite violently, he pulled his right hand backwards with a surge of newfound strength, if slightly slowed down. His left knee out. And if this connected, he'd take about two to three seconds to wind up his head and head bash the guy on his forehead with his own.

The most curious change, however, was this guy's expression. Smiling lips, but a contorting eye full of emotion.. pondering, thinking, screaming, whispering... The thoughts. Enjoying a good fight? The crowd was getting louder, and more annoying...

"Hard mode, default."

---

Status Report:

Statistic Modification:

Strength: 34 x 1.5 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Dexterity: 23 x 0.91 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Constitution: 35 x 1.7 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 32 x 0.91 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Charisma: 30 - 7 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level Postly Qi Consumption)

Current Statistics:

Strength: 51
Dexterity: 21
Constitution: 60
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 29
Charisma: 23

*50% Of Pain Is Numbed
*Landing Of Blows While Qi Is Active = -15% Dexterity (Does Not Stack Per Hit)
*Temperature: 91/100
*Vulnerable To Fire, Electricity, Hot/Warm Water
*Strong Against Earth, Cool Water
*Poseidon Chest Plate Effect: Nullifies First Two Hits (First Hit Used)

[Cody Travers]

And it's about time..Things were going to get a little..Insane..

Theme - Slipknot, Before I Forget

"What for?"

"Why you?"

"Because you're the hero of Metro City."

SNAP..Or at least..That was the thought in Cody's mind snapping this guy's neck. Cody hadn't forgotten..He was the former hero of Metro..And to be used! USED!! USED ONLY FOR HIS TITLE!!

He wanted to certainly snap this "Thrush's" neck.

"I'll let you understand something..."Thrush". He held up his fist clad in silver strangling handcuff and directed his finger to his opposite.

"That's something i'll NEVER FORGET!!" He was angry now..

Pure hatred ran through him..Giving him an adreniline boost.

"..And I may not have "special traits" like I see in your hand right now!..But..That hasn't stopped me before!"

He thrust himself forward.

"..Before I forget who I really am though.."

He would throw a devestating left punch aimed for "Thrush's" stomach in hopes to knock him upward.

"I'll snap that vertebrae in several peices!..And As for your unification theory.."

If the punch was successful he'd throw a vicious right hook knocking him backwards.

"..Send your best...I'll crush you all!!"

It was Metro City all over agian!!...

...But there was no hostages..Nothing like that..

..That was the only difference..For now..

["Unfettered"]

OOC: Ordinarily, the fact that you disregarded my attack would result in a auto-hit on you... but, since this is our first fight, I'll disregard that. And especially because of the activated Qi.

Serious Misunderstandings...

"..Send your best...I'll crush you all!!"

Suddenly punched in the air. But the impact of the punch was completely negated by Poseidon's Chest Plate. A final gift, until its energies were recharged for another fight. ...But right now, that would perhaps give "Unfettered" enough time to take his cold pair of hands over to the wrist. And the smile completely falling away from his face. A sad look, as he looked on with that raging eye of his.

"..I am my all."

Provided he had a grip, the moment he'd land back on the ground, or even while in mid-air, he'd suddenly whirl about, trying to throw Cody over his head, while maintaining his grip over his wrist.

"I AM MY ALL, DAMMIT."

Start smashing him like a baseball bat into the crowd, if he got a chance... back.. forth...

"VY DO YOU ZINK I ASKED YOU, PUNK!?"

And finish it up, by slamming him on the ground...

"VAT DO YOU ZINK I AM FIGHTING FOR!?"

Visible rage on his contorting face. All that pent up frustration, screaming to be let out. All the confusion with Mitsuki. All the rage at the Enforcers. All the loathing... for himsel---

"DAMN YOU!!!"

---If that final slam onto the ground worked, there would definetely be a crater.

Of course... Cody could disrupt this combo at any point, negating the rest of it... And distort the whole of it by not getting caught by the wrist.

---

Status Report:

Statistic Modification:

Strength: 34 x 1.5 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Dexterity: 23 x 0.84 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Constitution: 35 x 1.7 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 32 x 0.84 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Charisma: 23 - 7 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level Postly Qi Consumption)

Current Statistics:

Strength: 51
Dexterity: 21
Constitution: 60
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 29
Charisma: 16

*50% Of Pain Is Numbed
*Landing Of Blows While Qi Is Active = -15% Dexterity (Does Not Stack Per Hit)
*Temperature: 84/100
*Vulnerable To Fire, Electricity, Hot/Warm Water
*Strong Against Earth, Cool Water
*Poseidon Chest Plate Effect: Nullifies First Two Hits (Both Hits Used)

[Cody Travers]

OOC: Shit, my bad. Sorry. I didn't really understand cause I was high on cough meds. I sincerely apoligize for that and will make up to it now.

His punch successful..

Victory..Not..

"..I am my all."

"I AM MY ALL, DAMMIT."

"VY DO YOU ZINK I ASKED YOU, PUNK!?"

He certainly had a lot of guts..Too much..Perhaps more than what Cody had back when he was a walking death machine to most "punks." Then..Shit hit the fan..Cody felt a freezing sensation reach for his wrist. It froze him..

"..What!?!"

Amazing!!

Such strength! Enough to flip Cody over his head! Cody sailed into the air..

*Crack!*

*Thud*

*Mrassh*

"Gah!!.." Cody was being thrown around like a fucking ragdoll. No doubt his arm would take some damage.

In fact..More than expected..

Including the freezing feeling...Pain shot up his arm like a needle through.

"VAT DO YOU ZINK I AM FIGHTING FOR!?"

"DAMN YOU!!!"

*SLAM*

Into the ground he went..

Blood spurted out from his mouth.

Breathing heavily..The taste of blood lingered..

"..Not bad.."

He would pull forcefully on the chain that binded him to "Thrush"..If so he raised his leg up hoping for at least a stomp upwards to the neck or upper body.

"...I'll consider it.."

From the thust he would hopefully juggle "Thrush" upward. Spinning on his back doing a 360 breakdance move while sending a sharp kick to him and getting back on his feet.

["Unfettered"]

OOC: Naw... it wasn't really that that ticked me off. >_> That was actually one of the days I was having a 'bad' day.. otherwise, would've totally let that slide. >_< Sorry.

That's All I Needed To Know

"..What!?!"

*Crack!*

*Thud*

*Mrassh*

"Gah!!.."

*SLAM*

..Having worked through the initial anger... "Unfettered" let go. Not really breathing hard, but you could see a nice jet of steam coming from his body. Hunched over. Not quite tired... his Qi had given him a newfound endurance.---Well, that's not quite accurate. Emotionally drained, mentally exhausted.

"..Not bad.."

Perking up his head. Still conscious, much less battle-ready? His intuition about this kid was proving to be accurate...---As he was pulled forward, only realizing he was falling at the last moment, and then rising up. Four seconds later realizing he was being kicked again, and that blood was flying from his mouth... but it wouldn't be enough to knock "Unfettered" out in his current state. Not yet.

"...I'll consider it.."

Being propelled upward, he twisted, albeit slowly, and flipped forward to the best of his possibility... trying to slam his foot down on top of Cody's head.

..Or, if he was too slow, slam down on the guy's toes/feet.

Provided the boy gave him a chance to speak, he'd say, "That's all I needed to know." With a grin. Before turning about to look at the others. Spat out some solidified blood from his mouth.

"..Well, if you're in consideration.. do ya vanna continue? Or, shall ve break apart this little nest of gossiping twats that have built zere homes around us?"

...Namely, the crowd. He left his cheek available for him to give him a hook. Maybe even knock him out. Or... eh. But he got an answer out of the boy. And both of them had an amazing endurance... why not a tie? He didn't want to waste both of their time, after all, especially if he accomplished what he was looking for.

But, if Mister Travers wanted to see this through.. he wouldn't have any complaints about that, either.

---

Status Report:

Statistic Modification:

Strength: 34 x 1.5 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Dexterity: 23 x 0.73 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Constitution: 35 x 1.7 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 32 x 0.73 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Charisma: 16 - 7 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level Postly Qi Consumption)

Current Statistics:

Strength: 51
Dexterity: 17
Constitution: 60
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 23
Charisma: 9

*50% Of Pain Is Numbed
*Landing Of Blows While Qi Is Active = -15% Dexterity (Does Not Stack Per Hit)
*Temperature: 73/100
*Vulnerable To Fire, Electricity, Hot/Warm Water
*Strong Against Earth, Cool Water
*Poseidon Chest Plate Effect: Nullifies First Two Hits (Both Hits Used)

[Cody Travers]

OOC: *Oils Roleplaying joints* Kay..Time to get back into the swing of things..

The frozen fool had more than just a distict aura about him, more an extract of that which seemed to be sated pure malice and frustration that his day had been horrible. The bitter taste of that which had met his match had always overcome such horrid things as this.

But there would never and always would be an end to fighting. Fighting verbally, rationally..It was all just overcompulsed things that caused a great amount of distortion for others.

Namely, "Thrush"

Consideration provided, things would be interesting.

Either, work for this "Thrush" or reach the top..

That..

Well..

It was a tough decision, especially with a kick flipping at him full speed, crashing into his head. The pain felt was a great one. Considering the freezing added to it was nothing, since Cody was a Canadian. Used to the freezing was simple like that for such a formidable foe.

Slamming his head into the ground along with his body, his head would bounce back up. His eyes causing everything to simply spin in all directions..

..Yes, it was a heavy blow.

The crowd jeered, blowing whistles and cheering the Winter as he turned around.


"..Well, if you're in consideration.. do ya vanna continue? Or, shall ve break apart this little nest of gossiping twats that have built zere homes around us?"

Cody looked up, as he gathered himself to his feet. His lip slightly split as blood trickled down from his mouth..

Turning your back on an enemy wasn't the brightest idea..Ever..

Cody took his chance, and made his move!

Moving in a fast paced speed, Right foot..

Left foot..

The chain that binded them jingled..

Letting out that deafeaning battlecry..Swinging his fist around going for an elbow to Thrush's head.

"Hah!"

*Kersnap*

He'd brought his arm sharply downward. thus unlocking the handcuffs that had attached themselves to Cody as though they were a parasite from Thrush's wrist.

Moving his hand up so the loop would spin several times on Cody's wrist, around and around in a fast motion..

Finally, grabbing the free cufflink in his hand. Snapping the chain with a loud *Plink* sound.

"..I don't like gossipers.."

Irritated.

"..Funny, how they all stand there like drones..Each and every one of them..Feeding off each other like parasites and fonic tassles."

The snapping of the chain scared the audience.

"..I can't say I care much for your attitude either "Thrush".

That deathly stare towards them, intimidating a few into running already, but others stood for more.

"..But it appears, since the fighting is done..They want blood.."

*Snap!*

Went the cuff to his wrist.

"..As I said before, I'll consider your wager..I'm not totally sure about this "Unification" bullcrap you're talking about..But i'll listen if it's worth it.."

Taking a breath..

"..I just want to reclaim what's rightfully mine.."

Standing at his criminal stance to perform..

"..My title as "Hero"!"

Throwing his fists forward he leapt into the crowd, still a little shaky from the inital fight, he wildly began to throw students around like ragdolls! A giant hurricane of focused energy immediately blew away a line between him and the white haired enigmatic.

"..We need to talk in a more private place it seems! Ngh!" Punching another interloper as students jumped and leapt at the chance to knock Cody around.

"..Got anywhere in mind?!"

["Unfettered"]

Stepping Up, Bases Loaded

Back of his head's hair flickered up. Was he being paranoid?---But by then, it was too late, "Unfettered" unable to turn around in time...

"Hah!"

The bastard wanted to keep on fighting? Fine. About to whirl around, he'd---

*Kersnap*

...

Oh.

Oh.

Ohhh...

Grinning, he looked back. A fancy display of the boy's capabilities with his handcuffs.

"..I don't like gossipers.."

"Agreed."

"..Funny, how they all stand there like drones..Each and every one of them..Feeding off each other like parasites and fonic tassles."

Grin. That was life, after all. Heaving in a heavy breath, he looked about... While his mind was whirling, he was also... well...---Let's say he was trying to understand his opponent more. Empathize slightly---

"..I can't say I care much for your attitude either "Thrush".

---A pretense that was immediately dropped. A crooked smile drew upon the German's face. "Kek. Likevise."

"..But it appears, since the fighting is done..They want blood.."

*Snap!*

"..As I said before, I'll consider your wager..I'm not totally sure about this "Unification" bullcrap you're talking about..But i'll listen if it's worth it.."

...It was the way that his 'compatriot' threw around his words carelessly that truly peeved off "Unfettered". People who spoke without thinking... Unless he really meant what he said. In which case, this would only earn more ire in the German's eyes---eye.

"..I just want to reclaim what's rightfully mine.."

For the moment, the German watched, as the people drew dangerously close to them. Keeping his ear open, looking about. His mind on a racetrack.---*WHACK*

"..We need to talk in a more private place it seems! Ngh!"

"Keke... no...*SMACK*It's as you said. Zey are like sharks or piranhas---" *CRACK*

"Drawn to blood, but zey are ze people who... oh, hell, never mind...!"

*SMACK*

*CRACK*

*THWACKTHWACKTHWACK---*

*CRARKKRKKRKKKK*

"..Got anywhere in mind?!"

Finally loosing up his right hand to catch one of the fists coming at his head yet again, the blood coagulated, freezing and encrusting itself in his hair. Letting himself be smacked about a bit had frustrated the opponents a bit, which only served to amplify the effect of his sudden counter-attack.

Suddenly pulling in the kid, he whirled the kid around, his left hand punching into the kid's stomach, and grabbing him, holding him up, as his half-closed eye kicked about. Not enough to knock the others out, but enough to push them back, buy him some time...

*THROW*

---It would knock into one of his... 'compatriots' potential attackers. A number written out with the force of the German's fingers on the boy's chest, the blood serving as the perfect ink.

"Call me later, if your really interezted." he'd say simply, as the masses began to crowd, jumping about him---

---

Status Report:

Statistic Modification:

Strength: 34 x 1.5 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Dexterity: 23 x 0.62 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Constitution: 35 x 1.7 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 32 x 0.62 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level)
Charisma: 9 - 7 (Der Stahl von Schnee: Pro Level Postly Qi Consumption)

Current Statistics:

Strength: 51
Dexterity: 14
Constitution: 60
Intelligence: 36
Wisdom: 20
Charisma: 2

*50% Of Pain Is Numbed
*Landing Of Blows While Qi Is Active = -15% Dexterity (Does Not Stack Per Hit)
*Temperature: 62/100
*Vulnerable To Fire, Electricity, Hot/Warm Water
*Strong Against Earth, Cool Water
*Poseidon Chest Plate Effect: Nullifies First Two Hits (Both Hits Used)

[Cody Travers]

"Keke... no...It's as you said. Zey are like sharks or piranhas---"

"Drawn to blood, but zey are ze people who... oh, hell, never mind...!"

Indeed.

It had seemed that the crowd had grown MUCH larger since a few seconds ago..Or perhaps that was just Cody's eyes playing tricks on him, considering there were bodies flying everywhere...Blood and battlecries..

Yeah..

I think it's safe enough to proclaim this a warzone.

But enough about that.

Fists flying, he'd throw others about, whipping them into the sky like little bits of tiny--

*Whack*

Out of the corner of his eye a student piled and landed against another, and on his chest burnt a silver number..seven of them in a row..Cody looked astonished at the work of art that was laying before him.

"Call me later, if your really interezted."

Mentally storing it in his mind..

And by the look of things..They'd be lucky if they even got a later..

Cody looked left..Then right..

"Bit more than we can bite off, I'd say.."

Behind him to the "Thrush"..

He decided on the most dangerous point of action..

Without warning he stepped backwards, almost into the German. And quickly crossed his arms over his face. Leaning backwards, gathering energy in his arms..

"Listen to me! In three seconds I want you to jump forwards and run!! I only have enough to do this ONCE..So unless you want to die..I suggest you start counting!"

Regardless if he counted or not, Cody began leaning back, focusing all of the energy in his body into his arms. Sudden crackling and sizzling of his arms. Winding his arm backward he balanced himself on one leg. With a sudden flash of his arm extorting pure, raw power..

"GET READY!!"

Throwing his fist forwards, he wouldn't miss..With the power flowing from his arm his body lurched forward into his next attacker. The fist connected and Cody smiled..

"BUST WOLF!"

And with those words, a large explosion erupted from Cody's arm! Blowing a clear pathway of students in a large cone shape, sending students and bodies flying everywhere. One lead down some schoolways where the students could be easily lost. The other went outside the school gate.

With Cody already still in motion, he didn't bother to look to see if "Thrush" had followed his orders. And continued running until he was outside the gate and clear from the school..

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His breathing was heavy and hard..As he leaned against a brick wall down an alleyway..His cough was raspy..drawing blood as he held his arm. He was drained and badly injured..

Lucky he was still breathing..

He tried moving down the street..But it was late at night, and Cody's vision was blurred..

He suddenly collapsed against the pavement..

Thrush..

..You and I will become the greatest of friends..

..Or the greatest of rivals..

..Or even..

..Both..


His world..Went white..

["Unfettered"]

Night Of Ambition

"Bit more than we can bite off, I'd say.."

*THWAP* *PUNCH* *PUNCH* *KICK*

Something not befitting. The German was allowing far too many hits to land on him. Some were of rather moderate damage too... but no, his hands were going about, deflecting, absorbing shots. Conservative fighting... After all, these were the people he would potentially have to lead. Twice he---*CRACK*

*CRUNCH*

Alright, so he'd knocked out about three of the punks, and was taking on about seventeen simeltaneously, face bleeding, but still going strong... for a man tired out after a seriously focused one on one...

"Listen to me! In three seconds I want you to jump forwards and run!! I only have enough to do this ONCE..So unless you want to die..I suggest you start counting!"

Tch. That's all he needed. No time to even respond, really, although they could hold their own, the damage done if they didn't cut their losses could last for more than a few days. Weeks, and at worst, months. But the boy wasn't waiting for the German anyways, as his arms began to glow... Better hurry, the ice was beginning to melt...

"GET READY!!"

No need for hesitation. The German jumped forward, with reckless abandon, heart pounding, sweat pouring. Not even looking back... Neh. What needed to be done would have to be done. And for his ambition, he had to survive, especially on this day.

*JUMP*

"BUST WOLF!"

*BAAAAAAAAAANG*

* * * * * * * * * * * * *

...Home at last. No time or energy to think. His formless hands between his legs, as his back was propped against the back of his own restaurant's... his own ruined restaurant's doors. Fidgeting slightly, he clambered, limping, his body sore. Almost lifeless... Not emotionally unstable, but considering how comforting death must feel like... First time ever to completely drain his Qi beyond normal, healthy measures. Hell, he had to stop it just at the last moment, in order to avoid any ill-effect.

And for now, at least, he'd allow himself to forget anything and everything. His victory, he supposed, considering from then on, the boy from before decidedly began to help him out, instead of attacking him, in a fallen position. Or a tie...? At any rate, the way both of their minds worked out... he didn't mind listening to orders, but future contact would result in their egos butting heads again. This, at least, he knew for certain. And if he was to attain his goals...

For now... rolling in backwards into his 'home'... aye. He'd forget about everything.

So, this was what a day of realizing ambition felt like, huh?

These scars, these bruises, these cuts, these sores...

Truly, it was painful and beautiful at the same time.

...

"Kekekekeke..."