A Friendly Spar Between not-so Friendly People || Alaster

It had been a while since Alaster had went outside to do more than just wear the mask that was Harry R. Krowe. Besides his almost recent shopping spree at the black market, as well as that night he and Niso tortured and killed a scumbag and then burned down that building, Alaster had not done much villainy recently. It was time to go fix that. It was time to remind the world that it was not safe from Crowley's sadistic wrath.

Alaster headed outside wearing a more casual villain attire. He sported a black hoodie, black leather gloves, blue jeans, and black shoes. He also had his black bag, which contained his crow mask, his new dart gun, some darts, some acid, and a few other goodies for torture purposes. He knew what he wanted to go do, but he had no idea exactly where to go to do it. Oh well, may as well wing it.

As he kept walking, Alaster noticed a small bar. It already brought back some horrible memories of Ramos's Bar and Grill. So many less than fond memories of the Deadlock Gang. Not only that, but of course that night all those months ago when he went against his better judgment and had too much to drink. Thinking of what 'Brooke' (or whatever that bitch's real name was) had made him do the next morning was just painfully dreadful. It was one of the reasons why Alaster decided never to touch anything alcoholic again, as well as why he avoided entering bars unless he had a good reason to.

Still, Alaster found himself entering the small bar anyway. Not to get a drink, of course. He was not one to make the same mistake more than once. The reason was simple. Bars tended to attract stupid people. It would be easy to find someone who wouldn't be missed, convince them to follow him outside by picking a fight with them, and then blissfully torture them all night long whilst being far away from any prying eyes.

Naturally, no matter how much Alaster wished he could forget that embarrassing night and morning that came right after, it seemed that fate always had a way to give him the finger and stop those particular memories from being repressed for long. Alaster stopped when he saw a far too familiar face inside the bar.

"Bollocks." Alaster muttered quietly. "Of freaking course this bitch would be here."

On the one hand, he did not loathe her nearly as much as he did all those months ago. Compared to the sheer hatred he felt for the Deadlock Gang and especially G, Alaster's dislike for the lamprey-tongued girl was rather tame in comparison. On the other hand, what she did was not really something he could ever let slide so easily. One way or another, he wanted to get even. No, he wanted to do far worse. Make her regret the day she ever thought that messing with him was a good idea. A sadistic grin appeared on his face as he went over to the girl, though by the time he reached her, his face was back to a neutral expression.

If Nari did not immediately notice Alaster by the time he approached her, then he would wrap an arm around her as though she were a long time friend to grab her attention, quickly letting go before she could complain. Then he would greet her with a faux cheery expression. Otherwise, he would just give her the fake smile.

"Why hello there, 'Brooke'. Lovely evening, isn't it?"

WORDS 600 TAGS Nari Shimizu
NOTES Always nice to see a 'friend' after a long time

If Alaster had been hoping that Nari would be even a tiny bit more tolerable now compared to the last time he saw her, then he would have been severely disappointed. Seeing as this was not the case, he was not surprised at all that the woman was practically the same as ever. Of course, he would not just take her playful jabs at him without firing back some of his own. "And I would have assumed after not seeing you for months that you would have mellowed out a bit by now and be less of an insufferable bitch. But it seems you still have that pole up your arse. A shame, since that putrid mouth of yours ruins what would otherwise be a pretty face. Fortunately for me, I never bothered trying to get my hopes up about you."

Another faux smile appeared on Alaster's face upon hearing what Nari had to say next. How adorable. The bitch really thought that she was actually relevant enough to him that he would actually go out of his way to seek her out? Or that she could actually beat him? Alaster could not help but chuckle at the silly ideas before replying to her. "Hilarious, but wrong. I actually came here to find a moron to bloody up a bit. Some poor irrelevant commoner that no one would really miss. Fortunately for me, I just so happened to find the perfect street rat here. You!"

Another smile, this time far more sinister and malicious. "But now that you mention it, I wouldn't mind having a go with you. Assuming you don't run away like a little bitch, I'll be more than happy to have some fun with you." Alaster's smile faded to a neutral expression as he listened to more of the girl's words. Although not impossible, it was rather difficult to look like he actually gave a crap about whatever came out of her mouth. "Agreed. So many possibilities. Who knows, perhaps you'll prove to actually be worth my time."

Ignoring the bartender and anyone else nearby, Alaster got closer to Nari to whisper in her ear. These next words were not ones anyone else here needed to hear, lest a rat goes to call the police for an imminent crime and potential murder. "If you're serious about this, then we should go outside. Unless you don't mind having the fodder here. I don't care about killing anyone who gets in the way, but I'd rather you not hide behind one of them like a coward once I beat your arse to a bloody pulp. Or are you too scared to face me without any meatshields?"

Seeing the bartender look at him with a confused and possibly wary look, Alaster smiled at the man. "Hi, I want to buy my 'friend' here another drink. She's clearly enjoying this one. Isn't that right, 'dear' Brooke?"

Alaster was curious to see what the girl would do. Would she come up with a sad excuse to try to worm her way out of a beating? Or would she accept her fate and at least try to put up a decent fight? It ultimately made no difference to Alaster, seeing as he could always test out his new gun, darts, and acid at some other poor sod. Still, he could not deny that he was a bit eager for some payback for what the bitch did to him all those months ago. If she thought that she could humiliate him again, or even just get away with what happened last time, then she was horribly mistaken.

WORDS 603 TAGS Nari Shimizu
NOTES lol he still hasn't gotten over that

The more Nari spoke, the more tempted Alaster was to just go over to the woman and slap her face with as much force as he could muster. She really knew how to be annoying. Still, Alaster's outward expression would remain stoic. He refused to let her know that she was good at getting under his skin like the parasite she was. He would not give her that satisfaction. Instead, Alaster smiled, almost chuckling upon hearing Nari call his wonderful crows 'nasty birds'. Naturally, he wanted to gut her for daring to insult the birds. They were far more intelligent and clever than most humans. Not to mention far more likeable.

"My mum's dead, so thanks for that. I'll be sure to 'cry' to her corpse about how I bloodied the crap out of a pathetic weakling. Hell, if you're lucky enough, perhaps you'll be able to tell her yourself about how you got your arse handed to you." It seemed that Nari couldn't decide between being infuriating and being completely hilarious. Alaster needed to hold back the urge to laugh. Him, a coward? Fat bloody chance! He feared nothing! No foolish human would ever incite fear within Alaster, least of all this lamprey-tongued bitch.

"Wow 'Brooke', you really are as moronic as you look." Alaster said quietly, almost in a whisper, but certainly loud enough for Nari to hear. "Need I remind you what happened the morning after our little drinking game? I would have thought you of all people would have remembered. Even though I easily could have, I did not flee back then. What makes you think I would flee now? Or ever? Especially from the likes of you?" Really, did she not know who she was dealing with? He was the villain ranked seventh of all Japan! Who the bloody hell was she? Alaster looked forward to teaching her the hard way just how foolish she was for thinking he was a joke.

Ignoring Nari's jab at how his quirk was weak, Alaster followed her to the destination of their showdown. "Do be careful not to take my generosity for granted, Miss 'Brooke'. I was more than fine with paying for your drink, but I won't be paying for your funeral." After hearing Nari suggest putting his little 'toys' aside, Alaster shrugged. "I have no problem with that. You see, I don't need to rely on my tools to fight. Maybe you like to assume others have weak quirks and need to use their toys to make up for that because it applies to you, perhaps? Well I can assure you that that is not the case with me."

Holding out his bag, Alaster did not yet throw it off to the side just yet. Instead, he smiled as he looked at Nari. More specifically the crows that were perched on the rooftop behind her that was just within his range. Only five crows rather than the eight his quirk could handle at the most, but five was better than zero. "Before I drop this, why don't you do the same and get rid of all your toys, Miss 'Brooke'? Ladies first, as the saying goes. Or are you so afraid of losing that you feel the need to handicap everyone but yourself? Please don't suggest that it's perfectly okay for you to carry weapons, but anyone else doing so is unfair or cheap of them to do."

If Nari chose to either show all the weapons she had on her and get rid of them, or at least prove without a shadow of a doubt that she had no weapons or tools on her, then Alaster was more than willing to do the same and throw all his tools off to the side. If, however, she chose not to do so, or she tried anything suspicious, Alaster would merely pretend to throw all of his weapons aside but keep one or two acid darts concealed. Alaster trusted Nari about as much as he enjoyed the bright shining sun. In other words, not at all.

Even if Nari did choose to cheat, Alaster was not concerned. He did not need anything but his quirk to put an end to this insufferable bitch. He doubted that she would pose much of a threat, although he hoped that she was not just all bark and no bite. He did love a challenge, as it made killing his victims all the more satisfying when they put up a good fight. And even if Alaster were to lose here, he would not flee or complain. He was ready to take the loss with dignity and admit he was wrong about Nari if that were the case. But would Nari do the same? Or would she make up excuses and whine like a little bitch? Well there was only one way to find out.

Once the two were ready, Alaster smiled. He was looking forward to this. "I'll grant you the first move. Come at me. And don't you dare disappoint me." There was no going back now, and there was no running away. Alaster kept a close eye on Nari, awaiting her first move.

WORDS 864 TAGS Nari Shimizu
NOTES Bring it on!

With both villains setting their stuff aside, it was now time for the battle to begin! Nothing but their quirks to try to maim each other with. Alaster looked forward to shutting this bitch up and showing her why crossing him was the worst mistake she had ever made in her miserable life. He looked forward to hearing her screams of agony and seeing her blood paint the ground.

Apparently, letting Nari get the first move was a mistake on Alaster's part. However, he disagreed. By letting her go first, he would see where she was headed and what she planned to do. Thus, he would be able to form a plan to counter whatever she thought of. So she's coming right at me, eh? Alaster smiled. How predictable. She knew that his quirk relied on crows doing the work for him. So by getting close to him, she hoped to prevent him from using it and thus being helpless to her onslaught. At least that's what he thought.

To start off, Alaster began by keeping his distance from Nari. As she moved towards him, he would try to move away from her. As she got close enough to punch him, Alaster raised his arms to block the punch, only just barely blocking it in time. Rather than trying to hit her back, however, Alaster chose to back away again. He guessed that she would probably think of his actions as cowardly, that he was running away. That was not the case at all. If she did have some taunt calling him out on his supposed 'cowardice', Alaster would have a retort ready. "It's called strategy, moron. I would tell you to try it sometime, but I know thinking isn't your strong suit, seeing as you lack a brain." Otherwise, he'd just remain silent and continue to back away from Nari while keeping an eye on both her and his surroundings.

Alaster was not just backing away and moving in a random direction. His goal was to try to get as many crows within range as possible. He wanted to have as many birds under his control as possible when he did activate his quirk. Of course, he doubted that the lamprey-tongued girl would just let him do that. No, she would no doubt try to stop him from activating his quirk so she would have less things to deal with.

And that was what Alaster was banking on. He hoped that Nari would try to use her quirk on him. Not only would he see just what her range was, but if possible, he wanted to try to grab her tongue if and when she stuck it out. If all went well, then he would be able to trap her tongue and make her unable to strike him with it as he called on the crows.

Of course, things did not always go according to plan. Alaster needed to be ready in case his plans failed or Nari had a trick or several up her sleeve. So for now, he would continue to move around and back away from her whenever possible, playing it safe for as long as he could manage. Now was not the time to try to attack the girl. Soon, but not quite yet.

WORDS 549 TAGS Nari Shimizu
NOTES He's not the type who likes fighting with his fists. Because he sucks at it lol

As Alaster continued to back away from Nari, he was mentally scolding himself. Of course he had to specialize in range. And it just so happened that this bitch was someone who liked to fight up close. Maybe she was a mid-range fighter as well? It depended on how long that tongue of hers was. Alaster never did get to see just how long it could get. He had a feeling that he might get to learn the hard way.

Still, she was not using her tongue just yet. Alaster began to wonder why. That could only mean one of two things. Either her tongue was not very long and she did not have much range, or she was saving it for later. Perhaps she wanted him to believe that it was not very long when it actually was in an attempt to get him to relax and lower his guard? Was that it, or was he overthinking things? Well in any case, he was not about to let his guard down one bit. Why make things easy for her?

Alaster knew that he could not keep on avoiding Nari's punches forever. It was not like he wanted to anyway. How much it would delight him to wipe that smug expression from that bitch's face. Oh, how much he would love to punch her face in repeatedly! He wanted to fight. He wanted to maim, injure, even kill if she pushed him far enough and gave him a reason to. Not that he really needed one. However, his greatest weapon was his brain. If she thought for even a second that he was avoiding her attacks because he intended to back away from this challenge, then she was in for a very nasty surprise.

"Eager to die so badly, are you? Well if that's what you really want, then who am I to not indulge you?" Alaster smiled. A quick glance as he narrowly missed another punch. Four crows were within his range, with the fifth one just barely being outside of it. Oh well, he supposed that this was as good as it was going to get. Time to make this bitch regret being so eager to get me to attack. With a grin, he cawed loudly and activated his quirk.

Unfortunately, that created a small opening. One that would allow Nari to hit Alaster before he could move away in time. And now, Alaster was essentially helpless before whatever attack(s) she decided to throw at him.

But to Alaster, that did not matter at all. She could attack him as much and as hard as she wanted, and it would ultimately not matter. All he needed to do was utter two very simple words. Ones that would probably make Nari think twice about what to do next. If she wasn't careful, then she would have to deal with the wrath of four berserk crows that were under Alaster's complete control. As soon as he had the opportunity to, Alaster wasted no time in issuing his command.

"Attack her!"

And with that, four of the five crows swooped down, eyes glowing red as they aimed to fly down at Nari. The fifth one just watched, probably wondering what the commotion was all about and why its buddies decided to fly right into the action.

WORDS 555 TAGS Nari Shimizu
NOTES A shame that crow didn't have some popcorn for the fight

Alaster grinned at Nari, even as he was knocked down to the ground. "Bitch, the only thing I'm regretting right now is ever thinking that you were ever worthwhile in any way." But of course, he would not grin for much longer. That tongue of hers was proving to be a huge problem. Alaster could not really do much to avoid that disgusting tongue of hers. Even worse, she was dealing with the crows he had taken control of. Bollocks! He was about to try headbutting her, but she was already getting off him.

Despite the better tolerance to pain Alaster had compared to most people, that did not make Nari's tongue any less unpleasant. A shame I didn't drink poison or something beforehand. How dare this bitch pollute my blood! I'll make her suffer and writhe in pain for this! Still, in a close up fight, Nari had the clear advantage. Alaster's quirk did not do him any favors when it came to close combat. But did that mean that Alaster would just give up? Of course not. He would not allow himself to ever surrender. Any forfeiting he had ever done in the past was nothing more than a ploy, an act of deception. Even if she could make him say those accursed words, that would not make them genuine.

Alaster slowly got back up. "Defiling my blood with that diseased tongue of yours. Is that really all you got?" It was extremely difficult if not outright impossible, but Alaster was doing his best not to let the pain from that acid of Nari's show. Why give her the satisfaction? "What's the matter, sleeping with the enemy too overdone for you? Been there, done that, I presume? So you instead use your filthy mouth to pollute others in a different way?" Not that it was doing him any good here, but Alaster would also use his tongue here, though obviously not in the same way as Nari.

While it could reasonably be assumed by one that mere taunting was the only thing Alaster had left to throw at Nari, this simply wasn't the case. Even now, his brain was rushing to think of a plan. And he had one. Quite reckless and dangerous, one bound to go wrong if not extremely careful, but still a plan nonetheless. It was simple. If he could not avoid injury, then Alaster was determined to attack despite his injury, despite the near certainty of more injuries.

"Jeez, and here I thought you could actually pose a threat to me! But after seeing your pathetic quirk in action, I'm honestly very disappointed. But I suppose that scum like you knows nothing but how to disappoint others."

It was a simple plan. Either piss off Nari, or get her to think that Alaster was just being desperate by taunting her. Make her think that she had everything under control. "You said my blood was quite tasty, no? Well come try to get some more. If you can that is. After all, it's not like I drank any slow-acting poison to contaminate my own blood. Come, if you think I'm so weak, then surely you don't fear attacking me, right? Or do you want me to call in more crows? You're not the only one whose quirk has grown since last we met, after all."

And if Nari did choose to attack him, then Alaster could set off his trap. It was risky yet simple. If she tried using her tongue again, then Alaster would simply try to grab and hold on to it, not letting go. That way, she could not drink any more blood, or do much of anything with it. At least that was the theory. Or if she approached him herself, then the first thing he would go for would be her eyes. Or if she chose to play it safe and not come close at all, Alaster would just simply use his quirk, control any nearby crows, and have them all attack Nari.

Either way, Alaster was not about to let something like physical injury and pain stop him from ripping a bitch piece by bloody piece. No matter what, he was not about to give up.

WORDS 707 TAGS Nari Shimizu
NOTES Persistence and lies, Alaster's two most trusted weapons besides his quirk