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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Dec 6, 2018 10:28:09 GMT -8
The blood flying for the Dealer would pelt him and cut him severely everywhere he was hit.
"Bastard!
He would launch himself at Jericho one of his hands would start to glow again!
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Post by Jericho on Dec 6, 2018 12:39:15 GMT -8
Good. She was going to inspect his status. That was going to be his next request. Now it was up to him to Jericho to protect the two.
The spikes that lined his jaw moved so that his bronze mask would pop off and fall to the ground as he rushed to meet the assailant, screaming with his sharp teeth showing. If anyone were to ask, this was not out of anger or rage, but a ploy for intimidation of even the smallest amount. Fear was a powerful emotion, and like a drop of dye in a tub of water, the smallest amount could poison the spirit of the opponent.
Jericho raised up his left hand to meet with the attacker's right hand, where he held his charging energy. If their hands met, a blade would eject from Jericho's wrist to cut the Dealer's tendons, which, in theory, would render the hand useless. His right hand would swing as a right hook, but with a 2 foot blade of bone aiming to impale the man's throat.
[Qi uses remaining: 4/7
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)]
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Post by Dime Price on Dec 6, 2018 22:06:58 GMT -8
When she reached the rubble she would attempt to remove the rocks from the top trying to toss them where ever which way as quickly as possible already scraping fingertips and small cuts from glass and debris. She had stopped her mental transmissions for it barely seemed to be of much use at the moment. But she would keep in mind on the battle behind her as Jericho was fighting for them both.
As she removed more rock something struck her mind... the one from the window!
She looked over to check the Dealer's companion just for a moment to see if they had moved, she quickly scoped the alley corners thereafter hoping they'd not become surrounded at this moment.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Dec 6, 2018 22:27:51 GMT -8
Jericho wasn't quite fast enough to succeed with either one of his cuts as the Dealer dodged to his left planting his hand on Jericho's chest letting loose the energy he had stored, though it wasn't at all as powerful as it was before. Jericho would hurt but he was far from out of commission.
Dime would have to be careful as she removed debris, the building wasn't structurally sound and the creaking was a warning that the building was threatening to collapse upon itself. However as she turned to look around she would see that there was no back up, they weren't surrounded... however, those curtains seemed to have moved again... Was it still just the wind? Or did they have a secret spectator...
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Post by Jericho on Dec 7, 2018 9:01:57 GMT -8
Noticing the move to dodge, Jericho switched up his strategy. As the dealer's hand made contact with his chest, a hook would erupt through his skin from his sternum that would stab into the man's wrist. The idea was to go through and through; in the bottomside of the wrist, out the top, so as to pull the attacker as jericho flew back from the blow. With hopes that this would succeed, Jericho positioned his blade on his right hand so that the dealer would fall on top of or into it.
[Qi remaining: 3/7
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)]
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Post by Dime Price on Dec 8, 2018 18:08:14 GMT -8
Seeing the window she drew her attention back to Raikotsu and the now creaking building. Her complexion grew pale and her skin grew flush. Time was of the essence and care was of the necessity. She would take rubble from the outer and upper part of the stack leaving the sides to hold what they could in their loosened state. She wanted to clear what she could off of him so that she might just pull him out and make a run for it before the structure came down upon them both.
Jericho was fighting the foe by himself. It wasn't ideal but the man was certainly a better fighter than she was, she prayed he had the strength to hold on a moment longer.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Dec 8, 2018 18:24:25 GMT -8
Jericho's plan would... mostly succeed. As the man's hand launched its explosion, the hand, now hooked by Jericho's chest blade, would be ripped off of the Dealers arm! Sending him backwards screaming in pain!
Dime was making some progress. But the building's warnings grew louder!
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Post by Jericho on Dec 8, 2018 19:15:54 GMT -8
Jericho looked down at the hand on his chest. A severed hand. Wouldn't be the first. Some might fight to take it off with disgust, but this was nowhere close to the most carnage the Chief of Police had experienced.
Jericho reached over to grab a pipe running parallel to the wall beside him; a remnant of an ancient time before. "Status!" he shouted plainly toward Dime, prior to ripping the pipe off the wall. It was coated in rust, but strong enough that it didn't break with one hit to a hard surface. It took jericho a significant amount of strength to rip it off.
Jericho began walking unhastily toward the handless foe. Breathing through his mouth, he let his needle sharp teeth show as he smashed the pipe against each wall on his way to the man, sharpening the pipe by bending the ends. The sharp metal pipe in his left, the bone blade coming from his right. The hand on his chest dripping with blood. He was more than ready. He was eager.
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Post by Dime Price on Dec 8, 2018 19:46:37 GMT -8
Dime let out a frustrating grunt as she moved a large piece of wall from the rubble pile. The dust has gotten in one of her eyes and her skin itched with old insulation. She heard the building drawing closer to its collapse.
"The building is coming down Jericho! Be damned certain I'll be under it too if I can't dig him out!" She doesn't believe he's gained conscious either if he isn't aiding her or himself. "If it came to me or the future of our home, then I choose them!"
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Dec 8, 2018 20:05:27 GMT -8
The Dealer was backing up from Jericho when he tripped on something and he landed on his butt. He would continue to slide backwards keeping his mangled arm close to his body.
"P-p-please, I'm sorry! I'll tell you whatever you want to know! Please! Just, just let me live! Please don't kill me!
Dime was making progress but the building seemed to be making more progress! However Rai would moan and start to move a little.
"D-Dime..."
He seemed to speak but he didn't sound fully awake.
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Post by Jericho on Dec 8, 2018 20:47:33 GMT -8
Jericho could hear the screams of Dime. With a quick glance over his shoulder though, he could tell that logically he could do nothing but make sure the one responsible did not leave.
"Get him out Dime! Ladom!" he would call from where he stood. The word, a Hebrew term meaning to be still, was one they had developed between themselves. It was a call to assess the situation analytically and logically, rather than make rash decisions based on emotions; to be still in the mind, body, and spirit. He wasn't sure how long that building had, but hopefully a long enough time for her to come to a logical solution.
"And as for you..." he muttered through his sharp fangs. With swift, merciless vengeance, Jericho swung the pipe to break the man's legs. "Don't worry.
I won't let you die."
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Post by Dime Price on Dec 8, 2018 21:20:38 GMT -8
Ladom... it was something familiar something she was conditioned to take a moment to think and just then her king could be seen and with another shove of well-calculated rock to loosen Rai, she grabbed what she could of his arms and pulled with all her might.
"Raikotsu, Hold onto me and give me leverage and strength so we may not be crushed and sent to the Abyss!" She pulled and if Rai gave way from the rubble then she would take off toward safety as fast as her legs may carry. Him under her arm and being half dragged she would make well-timed and effortless steps.
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Post by Raikotsu Sudeki on Dec 8, 2018 22:16:59 GMT -8
The Dealer would scream in pain at the hands of Jericho! However those screams would be cut short as the Dealer's throat would be sliced open. It would happen so suddenly it would almost seem as though the wind did it...
With the help from Dime Rai would manage to get out from under the rubble and lean on Dime. He would head her and assist by putting all of his strength into one foot and launching the two of them out of the building as it collapsed. The landing would be a bit rough for him, but he would turn in the air to allow Dime to land on him and not the ground.
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Post by Jericho on Dec 8, 2018 23:18:43 GMT -8
Jericho began to raise the pipe for another swing when his scream was cut short. Jericho's eyes went wide and he readied for another attack. His eyes danced wildly, scanning the scene for the culprit.
"Where are you!" Jericho would call out, letting his voice echo throughout the alleyway. "Show yourself, by order of Chief Veritas!"
His eyes and body faced every direction, scrutinizing the scene for any trace of evidence.
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Post by Dime Price on Dec 9, 2018 6:56:39 GMT -8
With a solid "Omph!" she landed where she would be it by Raikotsu's plan or not. She was quite large in stature and that couldn't have been very comfortable. However, before she could check on either Rai or herself she turned her attention to a wired Jericho.
The blood in his eyes and on his body she saw him breaching a point of lust that could only be sated through slaughter. She saw the dealer on the ground assuming he did it at first but seeing him looking around she wondered otherwise. "Vav Jericho, Vav!" She breathed even if it might be too late for the dealer they needed a tie to the drug still. She pointed to the window there was so much movement there that she had her suspicions. "Check the window! I'll tend to Raikotsu."
She would see what was beyond help at the moment with their king was her next effort. Removing herself from on top of him she would gaze across his weakened form for any help she might need to give him.
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