Problems in 235 (Squad Training Jericho/Dime)

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

"Uh..."

Was all Rai would say to Jericho before nodding to Dime.

"Right, lets go."

With that he would proceed to lead the two to a more deserted part of their territory. He would stop in an alleyway and turn around to face the duo that followed.

"So, the meeting place is a couple blocks ahead. Before we get there, Dime, I would like for you to link our minds, that way we can have quick and silent communication as needed. Jericho, I need you to focus entirely on watching our surroundings. Be ready for a fight, but don't make the first move. If you see anything suspicious alert us mentally, leave the talking to Dime and myself. You... have a way with people that we want to avoid during this interaction..."

[Jericho]

He was confused. That was not an answer. But Rai continued, and thus he followed. The question could wait.

When they arrived, Jericho took in the surroundings. His question was quickly answered, as well, via specific directions.

Jericho nodded. The King was correct. He struck fear into many of the inhabitants of the territory. "Yes my king."

Immediately Jericho's head would move more than they had seen of him in a very long time; it was instantly put on a swivel, and there was nothing that escaped his notice. He analyzed the surroundings meticulously. Every crack in the walls that made up the alley, the apparent structural integrity of the ledges above, the amount and number of rocks on the ground, the rusty pipes of ancient society along the walls, the pieces of trash or grass that blew past either end of the alley, the fashion in which the birds fluttered off every now and then. If the two that accompanied him looked close enough, they would see his eyes buzzing around as if he was trying to see how fast he could look at every piece of dust suspended in the air.

[Dime Price]

She would link her own mind with Rai's and would hold it for as long as she might be able to do so. She strapped on her ragged hood before leaving, keeping the hood itself down she would be about as ready as she'll ever be.

Qi:1/8
Telepathic communications: while looking at one person she can send a mental note heard by that person only. She connects their Qi to communicate. The connection can be one way but should the other party allow it they can complete the connection to trade messages back and forth.

Atk:10
Def:10(15)
Spd:11
Per:10
Eng:16

Head: Hags cloak- a ragged coat that has seen better days. Blood and mud stained and torn. While wearing this cloak's hood the wearer looks aged by 50 years and gives off no indication of having Qi. +5 Defense.

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Now that everyone had their assignments Rai would turn around and lead them to the alley where the dealer was supposed to be.

Upon arriving they would see a single cloaked figure standing in the alleyway waiting for them.

"Why, hello there."

The cloaked figure would bow.

"I was not informed that the people I would be meeting would be of such... High-Esteem. To what do I owe this honor?"

Rai would bow slightly in response, meanwhile he would send his thoughts to Dime: <Do you recognize this man at all?>

"Greetings, I came here today because I had heard rumors of a new Drug entering our streets. I was hoping to find someone that might know something about it..."

[Jericho]

As soon as she strapped her hood on, Jericho would put two fingers on Dime's arm, which was a signal to her to keep her ears and eyes on him while she linked with Rai. They couldn't link telepathically while she was linked to the King, so he would need to communicate with her physically. Hopefully their own link would be just as strong as that which she shared with Rai.

He followed close behind Rai, keeping close watch on everything. The second Jericho saw the cloaked man, he analyzed him up and down, searching for anything to be wary of. The cloak was already a sign of secrecy, and secrecy is always dangerous. As the leader of law enforcement, Jericho knew that better than most. He visually again and again for every few steps closer.

Once the man spoke and they had come to a stop, Jericho's eyes would halt for just a moment to meet Dime's, with subtle gestures in his eyes and head asking her if she recognized the figure. Her knowledge of him, or lack thereof, would help Jericho with his analysis.

As his head was turned, he caught sight of a figure walking by the end of the alley opposite the dealer. Immediately he recognized the child: a rebellious teenager who had caused a lot of trouble in the territory. Terrance was his name, though he preferred to go as Slit because he claimed to "paint the streets with the blood of his enemies." If this was indeed the case, Jericho would have tortured him to death a long time ago, but all he truly was was a fight starter, graffiti painter, and a saboteur of cheap property. His crimes were small, and so was his punishment. His age, of course, was a factor in the extent of the punishment as well, so he was much better off than many that came into Jericho's path. So much so that he had met with Jericho enough times that they knew each other. However, as little punishment as he got, after a quick look of Jericho, he walked significantly faster to flee the view of his foe. Most would run, but he was too full of himself to show too much fear. All this happened within the matter of little more than a second.

Jericho's eyes would move back to Dime for her answer.

[Dime Price]

Dime understood Jericho abour as well as possible. They've been together long enough to do so.

Difficult to say with the hood. But I do not feel he is some one I am familiar with by voice alone. She would answer to the best of her ability. Though her instinct told her no, she would rule out either he hid himself to keep it that way or to keep them from recognizing him.

She looked over her shoulder to Jericho and gave a questionable tilt of her head asking a general question on if he had anything to point out as well.

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Rai kept his face even as he talked to the stranger but internally he frowned. This didn't bode well, this person appeared to be a stranger to everyone present...

"We're here because we heard that you were the man to speak to about... acquiring performance enhancing substances."

The cloaked man would chuckle.

"Oh, I do dabble and sell many different kinds of substances, you will have to be a little more specific. Is there anything in particular you are searching for?"

Turning to look at Dime the stranger would ask.

"Is the good King here not... Endowed enough for you? I can definitely acquire you something to help him with that if you would like?"

[Jericho]

In response to Dime, Jericho gave a subtle shake of the head. No necessary information had need of report that she had not known already.

Jericho turned his attention back on the hooded figure, being quite watchful and ready for any signal given by his companions.

[Dime Price]

Her brow went up and her eyes grew wide. Images of what he was insinuating went into Rai's head as well as... a slew of

"Oh Hell No! This Shady As Mohfafklehve does he REALLY think I am askasdlaxjdeo." Her cheeks flushed red with anger at this fool's disrespect or with the thought of what he was assuming she was doing with her King.

She took a step forward and while some might have taken that as a queue she was about to throw her claws into this hooded man's eyes. She actually bowed her head as she would be about to speak. "I will decline, such an enhancement is not what we are after. "

The massive difference and control that would go through one's mind and never truly come out.

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Rai's mind was flooded with thoughts and images that he was having trouble deciphering at the speed and intensity that he was receiving them in... Though with Dime moving forward Rai was thankful for the distraction, lifting his arm up to stop Dime from moving forward, only to feel some soft in his hand. After a brief moment he would realize his hand was on her chest and he would quickly remove it, taking a step closer to Jericho he would clear his throat to speak.

"Uhm, no, rather we have heard about a new drug that is able to make people stronger and gives them access to powers they didn't have before. Do you know anything about that?"

The dealer would smile mischievously.

"Ah, yes... I do know a thing or two about that. Why, are we interested in partaking?

Jericho would notice movement out of the corner of his eye. It would be from the second story window on the building to his right. Though if he turned to look all it would appear to be is a curtain that seemed to be reacting to the wind...

[Jericho]

Jericho was quite confused at the sudden movements of the king. His already heightened guard was further titillated. Things seemed to return to normal however, until something moved.

His attention and sight immediately shot to the window in the second story. His fists tightened and his bones began to extend, but not significantly enough that anyone would notice except for him and Dime, and she could only sense that due to her years of experience with him. His heart fastened, but realizing there seemed to be nothing there, he reluctantly tried to calm. His guard remained as high as ever.

His face turned to Dime and a subtle head movement was given, diverting her attention to the window. Once she had looked at it, he would manipulate his left cheek bone beneath the skin of his face, the part facing away from the dealer, to commmunicate secretly: Tell Rai, heighten his guard. Focus on the dealer, I will focus on the window. Might get dangerous.

Some signals were much more complicated than others, so shaping the bone beneath the face turned out to be quite handy.

Once she had received all he had unspokenly said, his attention remained divided; 10% the dealer, 80% the window, 10% everything else. He did not like such a division, but he trusted with his life the friend he had in Dime. The protrusions from his knuckles sharpened. They were still short, but now a little more ready and painful should they be put to use.

[Dime Price]

She hadn't given a second thought too he boob graze. Rai was someone who inspired and teach that a body was just flesh and bone, so to say the sacks of skin and fat that dangled from her ribs were nothing more than extra layers to protect her vitals in her current life choices. Being naked was something she could do with traditions and ritual Sabbaths, not but a shell and a vase to hold as much strength as she deemed so.

She heard Jericho and relayed his message to Rai while he would speak with the dealer in question.

[Raikotsu Sudeki]

Dimes message would set Rai on edge. Taking a step forward he would ask.

"How would we go about getting this drug? I'd like to see it's effects first hand.

The Dealer would chuckle.

"I thought you would never ask My Lord!"

Throwing up his hands the Dealer would reveal that he had been charging his Qi this entire time while his hands were hidden. Power and Qi energy radiated from his hands. He would then launch the attack at the Trio!

Rai had only a split second to decide, whether to protect himself or the other two... Raising his own hands two blood walls would come shooting out from the ground, one in front of Dime, the other Jericho. They were enough to stop the Majority of the blast, but the walls would be destroyed. The shockwave however would knock Dime and Jericho to the ground. However, since Rai was left defenseless he took the blast full force to the face sending him flying through the building behind them. He was now buried under rubble.

"Aw, I was hoping to get rid of the weaker two, that way I could have more fun fighting the King. But I guess this will just have to do!"

The Dealer would laugh.

[Jericho]

Jericho noticed the dealer's movements and ran to protect the king, but before he could reach him a wall would appear. "NO!" Jericho would shout before being blown back by the broken blood wall.

Hitting the ground with a slide, Jericho tried to get up as soon as possible. He swung his legs around to face forward and launched himself. As this all happened, a protrusion from his right knuckles would form and extend, acting as a sort of scoop. With it he grabbed one of the pieces of the shattered blood walls and lobbed it with all his strength toward the dealer. During his throw, Jericho shouted: "DIME."

After the piece was tossed he stood ready to defend against whatever the next attack was as he continued, "MENTAL STATUS!" he shouted, asking if the King was still responsive to her thoughts. To the ear trained to sense any flicker of emotion that Jericho left unsuppressed, it could be perceived that a fraction of concern had its own ping, like a pin dropping as a bell rings. His fists, unbeknownst to him, were squeezed tight, and blood dripped from his hands as his bone tipped fingers punctured his skin. The protrusion on his right began to form into a blade and his left knuckles hardened and sharpened, as did his teeth and plates along his spine.

[Qi uses remaining: 6/7

Protrusions: Out of points such as his fingertips, elbows, knees, knuckles, and really anywhere there's bone, Jericho can eject it from his skin and form it into different shapes such as blades, hooks, needles, etc. (+50% Eng to Atk)
]

[Dime Price]

She would fly back with a great cry her body was wracked with the blast but also the shattered blood wall pelting into her body bruising her in various places but she was otherwise fine.

She looked around and tried to assess the situation when Jericho shouted out. She tried to check on her King but his mind was silent and faint. Obviously unconscious...

"I... I can't tell!" She shouted back. "Hold that rat-bastard for a moment I'll see if I can free him!" this was her first immediate thought. Shook by seeing only a stiff couple of limbs in a pile of the broken wall he was met with.