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Post by Arthur "Reddarcc" Hunter on Apr 11, 2019 12:23:32 GMT -4
This was not going well for either of them. After tackling the guy and punching him a bit, this had pretty much turned into a punch fest. Red was trying his best to counter, dodge and block, but this guy was good, so more hits got in than he'd like to admit. It didnt help that Red was also pulling his punches, cause he didnt wanna hurt the guy too bad. While this was going on, a thought crossed his mind. Why the fuck am i trying to beat the shit outta this guy to get him to eat ramen? i know its because he's depressed but how the fuck is a bowl of ramen gonna fix it? Eh whatever, im stuck here now, might as well see how this ends. He was atleast gracious that his new "Friend" had atleast not used his quirk again, seeming to keep the playing field even for now. But they both knew this exchange wasnt gonna last forever. Army would block one of Reds punches then retaliate, Red would Dodge and counter, Etc etc, it was just a repeating cycle of events that was gonna lead them nowhere.
Mr "Im not hungry" Eventually threw Red against a trash can, probably wanting to create some distance so he could rest. They both tried steading themselves, but the other guy was looking better off, he didnt need the help of a trash can to stand like Red did. "Man, for someone who looked like he wanted to disappear into his seat earlier, you fight like a goddamn dragon. He told Arm Boy, As he steadied himself, he could hear the owner of the ramen shop right next to them, screaming his fucking head off at that Bull guy in there, calling for bloody murder since "Those two punks" had seemingly dine and dashed him, so he had to pay for em. Im gonna have to apologise to that guy later, poor bastard. Red thought to himself, as he noticed the steam coming off of his opponent. Seemed like he'd given up on the honour rule of "No quirks" now, with how much was coming off of him. God, even some of his scales were popping off. Ok then, since he wants to end this now, might as well give him one hell of a reply. Red decided, burning out with his skates to generate what he could before steam punk started to commence his attack. Seemed like a steam powered swipe or something, Red didnt really care right now, as he was jumping headfirst into it. He'd stopped the burn out, boosted forward with his skates, and was about to deliver a wind powered straight right into his opponents face. At best, they both got knocked out, at worse, he got one hell of a burn he'd have to explain to his sister after he woke up, and he did not want to have to explain this to her......she'd have the time of her life ripping into him over this one. Luckily no one was around to see em doing this, otherwise they'd probably be going to jail.
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Post by Wagyu Utari on Apr 15, 2019 20:21:25 GMT -4
Wagyu had been too caught up in the moment, too distracted by the man’s damaged arm to take notice of where the other one was going until it was already square in the teenager’s face. At the very least, the kid knew how to block, but he was overconfident enough to ask Wagyu to stay out of it. He just rolled his eyes in response to the request, and opened his mouth to stop them from leaving, when the owner’s yelling broke his stride.
“OI, you know those kids? Then pay their fuckin’ bill!” He’d stepped out from behind the counter, vegetarian ramen in one hand and what looked to be a combined bill for all three of them in the other. His face was red, and it probably wasn’t just from the heat of the broth. “And tell them if they pull that shit in here again, they’re banned!”
Wagyu almost stood up, but thought better of it. It might come off as an attempt to intimidate the man, and that was by no means a good look for a Pro Hero. He sighed, and pulled out his wallet, searching for the right amount of yen to pay back.
Halfway through, the owner suddenly snapped his fingers, and Wagyu looked up. “Hey, I knew I fucking recognized you. You’re that new Pro Hero, King Taurus or somethin’, right?” Unfortunately, his tone hadn’t changed, and Wagyu braced himself.
“Why the fuck ain’t you stopping them? Why the fuck didn’t you stop them before?” Was this man drunk on the job? Wagyu rubbed his temples with two fingers before responding.
“I would’ve already stopped them if you hadn’t… Look, they’re outside now, I’ll pay for their ramen and mine, and then I’ll go outside and do my job-” This was apparently the worst thing he could’ve said, as the owner’s nostrils flared and he flew into another rage.
“MAYBE YOU SHOULD’VE DONE YOUR JOB BEFORE I HAD TO TELL YOU TO?” The owner yelled, some of his spit almost reaching Wagyu’s face. The bull just nodded, too used to this kind of treatment to be particularly phased, and pulled out the proper yen to pay off the bill.
“I don’t have the time to argue about this.” He muttered, and before the owner could answer he dropped the yen onto the table and rushed out the door, as fast as his hooves could carry him without denting the floor.
Thank God, those two idiots hadn’t gone far. He could hear them fighting from the door; it’d be hard to miss, with how the dragon man was screaming his lungs out, and the steam filling the alley. There was no way for him to see what was happening, but he needed to stop them immediately.
Wagyu rushed forward, landing square between the two silhouettes. Moments later, a white hot fist connected right with the palm of Wagyu’s right hand, followed by a massive punch to his other arm.
“What in the hell do you think you two are doing?” He yelled, the steam beginning to dissipate thanks to how fast his entry had been. “Are you both ignorant of the law, or do you just not care?” He tried his best to hold the older punk’s fist in place, while attempting to grab the teen’s hand to keep him from running.
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Post by Brandon Drake on Apr 15, 2019 20:42:59 GMT -4
Before the two clashed, suddenly a large presence filled the alleyway. It was the pro hero, the bull man himself. The two young fools managed to finally provoke an emotion of the big lug. That emotion...was fury.
“WHAT IN THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING?” Brandon could have sworn he saw his eyes glow for a moment, but in reality it must have been the fear of god placed upon him. “ARE YOU BOTH IGNORANT OF THE LAW, OR DO YOU JUST NOT CARE?” he loudly scolded the two fighters. The owner went outside to see why the hell this pro hero would just abandon his locale, only to see him grab Brandon and the punk. The owner quickly went inside, not wanting this nonsense.
Brandon stares at the bull, and stares back at the kid. Both of them have realized that they may have gone a bit too hard. Hard and far. He stares at his arm that the bullman is holding, and he s managed to keep an iron grip despite the steam and jagged scales. The kid however seems like he's about to cry (well, that's what Brandon's thinking with how rugged his face appears) with how hard the hero's holding his fist. The two special moves managed to barely hurt the bull man. That...that's really impressive, actually, thought Brandon, as his bruised eye starts to cry up. Brandon pants for air, then he starts choking up a bit. He went overboard again. Not just that, but he went overboard a bit too far. Brandon, being an idiot, tends to go overboard. But this is a problem. With how his quirk's been acting up, when he goes overboard, stuff goes a bit bad for his arm. More scales start to pulsate and forcibly extrude inside his arm. Some steam lets out. He starts gritting his teeth, not wanting to cause any more trouble. Besides, if he picked a fight with a Pro Hero, there's no telling what will happen.
He stares at the hero, then at the kid. He blinks his remaining good eye, and sighs. "What do you wANT WITH US GASP, S-sirr."
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Post by Arthur "Reddarcc" Hunter on Apr 16, 2019 11:41:55 GMT -4
Red was worried, to say the least. Sure, he'd decided it was a better idea to go for a cross counter than dodge this dudes steam, but he was realising that that probably wasnt a good idea. He could FEEL the heat already, and he was only halfway to his destination. Fuck it, i'll live, but this whole idea was stupid Was currently the only thought in his mind. They were nearly killing each other over fuckin ramen, the fuck were they thinking? Red swore he heard some shouting, but he didnt have time to pay attention to it....he probably should have though, cause not a few seconds later, That massive bull had found them, and had decided the best course of action was to intercept their fists before they collided with eachother, and was currently holding them in place like goddamn ragdolls. Ah fuck we're about to get nicked. He thought. The bull, was not happy to say the least, Both of their attacks looked like they pretty much bounced off of him, but Red bet it was still annoying to have to deal with. He started shouting at em about the law, but Red was more interested in just how iron the bulls grip was on his arm..... yep, thats an iron fuckin grip, Reds arm was not budging. Man, they had gone way too far, thinking about it. Red made it a habit to make it look he was never actually using his quirk, using his microbursts in such a way that they were almost undetectable to the naked eye if you didnt know, but jesus he'd gone all out on his dude...over fucking ramen. This was going to be one of, if not the dumbest, way to get arrested he'd ever thought about. He started to chuckle a little at the thought. "Man we're fightin over fuckin ramen dude, this whole situation is stupid as fuck" He laughed out, not even trying to resist the grip anymore. "Oh, speaking of ramen, i think i owe you some money, mate" Red Remembered his declaration from earlier, and guessed from the shouting he could hear, that the bull had to foot their bill. So with his free hand, he fumbled his way to his pocket, pulled out his wallet, and looked at how much money he had in it......and unfortunatly for him, all he had on him was a 10000 yen note he forgot to exchange for smaller notes.....he'd been meaning to do that for a while, guess it came back to bite him in the ass. Screw it, its my own fault. He told himself, sighing, and handing the bill over. "I told ya i'd pay you back, just consider the rest interest or something" He told Bull man. He hoped he didnt think it was a bribe or anything. He then turned his head back over to steam punk, and just gave him a smirk and asked him "You feel better now dude? That ramen offers still on the table you know, its probably still warm...hopefully....you mind if we go finish that? still need to go apologise to the owner of the place anyway." He finished his question, addressing both Steam punk and the Bull. It was at this point he realised that not only had they been fighting over ramen, but they didnt even know eachothers bloody names. At this thought he laughed again, which was not a good idea cause his chest decided to respond with pain. "OOOOF goddamn it hurts to laugh....Just realised i dont even know your name, dude. So what is it, Mr "Im Not Hungry?"
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Post by Wagyu Utari on Apr 25, 2019 11:20:09 GMT -4
The older man seemed to almost crumple under Wagyu’s iron grip, and he could feel the scales shifting painfully against his palm. Judging by his expression, this wasn’t something he was able to control. The bull sighed and shook his head, beginning to calm down but still enraged enough that his scolding came out more as fury.
“What did you think you were doing, fighting with that injury? Pushing your Quirk at all will only make your condition worse!” Inadvertently, a small bit of spittle sprayed over the dragon boy’s face as Wagyu ranted. “Not only might you ruin your arm by keeping this up, but you might lose use of your Quirk altogether!”
Turning to the teen, he seemed in slightly better shape, though he was running his mouth far more than he had been before. Had a screw been knocked loose in his brain by the brawl, or something? The kid was offering to pay him back for the ramen, as if that would help his situation any, but truth be told Wagyu couldn’t afford to pass up the repayment. He just grunted and released the dragon man’s arm from his grip, shooting him a glare as if to say “don’t even think of running”, took the money, and quickly stuffed it into the same pocket as his wallet.
Despite how thoroughly pissed the bull was, he couldn’t help but laugh as well when the teen did, though for a different reason. “You really think he’d even let you back in the door after that display? Though, apologizing would be the best thing for the both of you to do in this situation.”
He continued, looking both in the eye in turn. “I should be arresting you both right now, for flagrantly illegal use of your Quirks, assault, and so many other things, but…” He could see some of his younger self in the both of them, trying to solve interpersonal problems with fists rather than words. Wagyu couldn’t even be sure he’d entirely grown out of that attitude himself, so what kind of a hero would he be to hold random civilians to a standard he himself can’t reach?
“But I’ll let you both off with a warning this time, especially you.” He looked at the teen. “You’re still in high school, no sense in ruining your whole life over one mistake. As long as it remains as just one.”
It was then that he realised that he’d kept hold of that kid’s arm the whole time, and quickly let go, before heading for the shop’s door once again. He sighed, and then walked back inside. “The two idiots have something to say to you.” He gestured behind him, hoping they’d followed without needing to be literally dragged in.
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Post by Brandon Drake on Apr 25, 2019 11:50:07 GMT -4
Maybe if he triedenough, he could escape. He could just...get out of there immediately. He could grab some ice bags on the way, make sure his arm doesn't go too berserk, and...and...and...
Brandon sighs. Well, he didn't as much 'sighed', rather he groaned in pain. It wasn't because the bull man was basically grabbing his arm so tight he couldn't even move i-okay maybe it was a little bit. It also wasn't because he's starting to overhea-okay that also is a major factor in this situation. No, the thing that irritated him was that...he was right.
The guy was right. He assumed that this was some sort of snobby hero pushing their agenda onto others, but this guy seems a lot more genuine than other crime fighters and other heroes. He did push himself to the limit and may have gone and up ruined his body for a long time, maybe even forever. He also picked a fight with a kid again. This isn't the first time he has done thing, and let's be honest, this won't be the last time either. But most of all, he managed to let his own issues cloud his head again. He hasnt eaten a lot during the past few days. At this point he needs to eat...something.
Once he was let go and after he was finished scolding the young kid, the two went inside the shop. Brandon followed suit, holding onto his arm as if he's trying to keep himself in reign. The shop owner glares at them, as if he's both furious and scared of what's about to happen to him. "Oh, so now ya decide to come in an-and apologize, HUH?! You rather wanna go fuck yourself an-"
Brandon steps in front of them and glares at him. The owner, who was all but prepared to deliver yet another rant against the pro hero, is immediately silenced. "..." He returns a glare at him. He then looks at the ground, sees his sling and ice pack, and calmly wraps his arm inside it, placing the bag on top of his arm. "...Two beef bowls, please."
Brandon's hungry.
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Post by Arthur "Reddarcc" Hunter on Apr 25, 2019 15:47:47 GMT -4
Red was getting lectured now. He fucking hated lectures, he got them all the fuckin time at school for simply defending himself....or just because the teachers hated him or something, he never listened to the arseholes. He just sat there, lied to their faces about how he'd do whatever behavioural thing they told him to do, leave and then start laughing since he didnt even know what he'd been told to do, He just turned his brain off for the duration of his time in the lecture room. He was doing the same here, not listening to whatever the bull was saying.....atleast thats what he wished he could do here. For once he actually deserved the lecture he was getting today, he did some real dumb shit today. Fighting over ramen, jesus fuckin christ, what was he, a hobo? Least the other guy was getting an even heavier lecture, his arm looked FUCKED, partly due to the bulls grip on it, partly cause he seemed to have to almost gone over his quirk limits. Red took a quick peek at the guys arm, and it looked even worse than when he'd first taken the cast. He felt slightly guilty about that, Especially when he took some bull spit to the face, but to be fair the guy had thrown the first punch, he shoulda known what he was getting into......i mean sure, Red basically baited him into this fight, but still.
Back to the bull, Red got lucky, dude didnt seem to think the money he'd handed over was a bribe, looked like he wasnt going down for that atleast.....or the fight, apparently. Guy was letting them off with a warning? for some reason, Red didnt know why, or care to be honest, He just wanted to go home at this point. All he'd wanted to do since he walked in was just go home, but he just HAD to try and help someone who seemed down on their luck cause of course he did, he was an idiot like that, and now he was nearly getting arrested for fighting over a bowl of ramen. What the fuck was his luck like, seriously. Either way, after both their lectures were over, and the bull remembered that he was almost crushing his puny teenage arm and let him go. He mentioned something about being in high school being the reason he got left off, and Red silently laughed. Not because the reason was funny or anything, just that he wasnt actually a high schooler yet. Long story short, he might almost be 16, but since the time he joined the school system was fucky he technically got held back a year so he could learn japanese well enough to be able to function.
Either way, now that the fight was over, Red had two jobs to fufill. The first was simple, all he had to do was apologise to the ramen place guy for seemingly dining and dashing....even though it hadnt been 15 minutes yet, so his deal was still technically intact, and B) he had to finish that bowl of ramen. Sure, before he left he was finding it hard to get it down, but now, post fight? He was fuckin famished, and it was probably still warm...hopefully, he'd be surprised if a bowl that big got cold fast. He followed the bull into the place, apologised profusly to the guy, who was being way more of an asshole about this than he shoulda been, especially to the bull man, but there wasnt really anything he could do about it. Steam punk followed them in two, and decided to order two beef bowls for himself. Red smiled at him, being a little smug that he atleast managed to get the guy to eat like he'd told him earlier. They both went back to their table, which still had Reds ramen on it, still decently warm, and they just passed the time eating and talking about random bullshit, until they both finished their food, said their goodbyes and parted ways, still busted up but relativly okay now.
But on the way home, Red realised something. He still never got the guys name. He laughed at that little blunder, he'd forgotten to ask again while they were talking..... "Ah well, if i ever meet him i'll just have to ask then....not that i probably ever will, but eh, who knows" Red told himself, Laughing loudly.
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