The Little man who made a Tiny Mistake (Libra)

Savage simply smiled as the strange grey-skinned woman moved out of the shadows, even giving her a bit of a hand as she reached to touch the man by lifting it closer.  She moved like an animal to him, seemingly not even phased by his presence as she touched into that ball of flesh that was man, she even had what seemed to be an interesting quirk that melted through his skin and caused his blood to slowly pool out onto the ground as massive giant watched with mild intrigue. But it was then she spoke.... "MAN LOOK AT THAT THING." Her voice was if nails to chalk board and was perhaps one of the worst things Savage had ever heard in his multi-national tour of the world, in other words she had a pretty voice in Savage's eyes.

"Eh, laws have never been my... Strong suit, as I'd put it." He allowed the body to fall limp to the ground as he gestured for the newcomer to step to the side, assuming they did he'd line up his foot with the body before kicking with full force sending the body careening into the wall and splattering like a balloon sending blood everywhere. Sure, Jean would be livid, but that was hardly uncommon. "Speed? Killing and fighting are art, and one doesn't rush perfection... But usually the worst I've encountered from normal men is around three seconds,  usually because its fun to watch the hope drain from their eyes as they haven't the slightest chance to beat you. It's really the only fun to be found in wanton slaughter besides the aftermath of the ill-fated rescue, though sometimes I do it to... Scratch an itch as one would say." He was about to wipe off the blood from his hands onto his pants before he looked to the strange gray woman. "I hope you don't mind but..." Without any permission he began to wipe the blood on his hands all over this newcomer to the alleyway, starting with their heard and smearing any remains on their clothes.  Even if they were to fight back he'd seeming be unconcerned as he used them similar to a living napkin.  "Think of it as... Free Lipstick, that's what women enjoy right?" Chuckling to his own joke.

"Either way... Thank you for your..." He took a second to snap his fingers as if the word were lost on him for a moment before it finally came to mind.  "Services! I appreciated them deeply, anyway moving forward... I presume you aren't a lady of the night, most of those run away by now, so I take it you are murderer of some kind or sort and that I've... " He took a second to smile as he peered over at the giant stain on the wall. "Done away with... I hope there are no hard feelings and if we ever were to meet again we-" Suddenly with no warning a man kicked open a door off to the right of the two and came out with a metal pipe in hand, he was smaller than the little man who Savage had just crushed earlier wearing a white tank top with additional underwear to complete the set and he seemingly was shaking in his socks as he saw the two outside smeared in blood. He was clearly terrified as sweat began to form at the bottom of his chin and his hands rattled around the pipe, Savage glanced over at the man assessing him for a moment. Savage had seen that sort of terror before, the kind where you saw something you shouldn't have and are about to do something you shouldn't.  Truthfully he's never experienced it but in his line of work it's not particularly unusual to see, but suddenly an idea appeared in Savage's head as he turned back to the woman.

Savage gave a grin to the lady before him. "Let me make this up to yo-" The man came forward whacking Savage in the side of the head with his pipe seemingly doing no damage as the giant of a man didn't flinch. He shifted his body and grabbing the man by the back of his tank top, lifting him up to be face to face with the eight foot tall behemoth. "I commend you for your bravery, even I would never be so ambitious, that's a lie but good show. It reminds me of the sperm whale, ah wonderful times... Except I was better equipped and well... I was going to say more well-thought out but I just seized an opportunity." He peered over at the gray woman as he lifted the man up towards them. "Take this as my... Apology for stepping on your grounds." He began to point at the man's porky belly tapping it with one finger. "You could even melt his insides open and let them spill onto the floor, It'd be an interesting sight... A rainfall of gore, it's like popping a pimple except in this case it screams and wails!" As Savage said this the man began to howl and scream for help as Savage just sat there with his chipper smile putting his hand over the man's mouth and snapping his jaw. If he wanted to make it up to this woman she needed to take her time, enjoy herself! It was the only polite thing to do after all right?

He was very invested to see what this woman would, perhaps she'd melt the area around his upper leg and split him apart sort of like a Mr. Potato man except there'd be nothing to put back together.  Maybe she'd start with his precious member going up ward till he split apart, that could be always fun and you'd get the taste of fear in his eyes as you slowly begin to move forward with the acid. To be honest the excitement was killing him, what would she do?  Hopefully it'd be fun at the very least.

Savage admired the sheer amount of passion he saw the grey-skinned woman put into her acidic touch while he hold the man in place, sure perhaps it wasn't the most elegant or even fun way to commit murder, but to each their own Savage wasn't one to judge after all Jean was the first one to join the Vagabonds even with his... Distasteful way of murder, at least its a spectacle. And even this woman still used her hands, although of course it was just a conduit for the acid. In his viewing he wasn't paying attention to win the woman asked for some help, Savage shrugged, it wasn't anything too difficult for him. "Hmm? Alright let me see..." 

He let the woman hold the man's jaw as he lined up his arm, but he kept wiggling making it very difficult for Savage to line up his attack which was mildly annoying, so he waited until the man's back to sway right before punching through. Unfortunately he was a little too strong for the man, while yes he did make a whole through his chest he sent the heart flying directly into the gray-skinned woman's face. Within a split second the man became motionless as Savage and the woman would be showed with blood from the sheer gore of it all. "Heh. My apologies! It appears I've denied you twice~" The flesh-based golem thought the situation was slightly amusing as he released his grip allowing the body to slump onto the ground wearing a cheeky grin on his face.  "If you'd still like the heart it seems to be in good condition, and the body is... Usable as a warm up." He said pointing down to the ground where a slightly dirt and bruised heart lay on the ground similar to a beached whale.  

After letting the body slump he decided to stretch, placing his arm behind his head and leaning right before his gaze once again returned to the open door to the man's abode with a sort of light-bulb appearing in his head. "Seeing as I've... Lacking a better term, stole your kills, would you like to join me as I pillage through this man's home looking for paper?"  Assuming they'd be up for it he'd waste no time walking into the man's little shop, literally having to crouch down as he tried to make his way through without shattering the wall.  Upon being inside it appeared that this man had some sort of pawn shop, although it didn't seem have all that much or be doing all that well, Savage didn't really seem to take much note of anything around even pushing aside the cash register seemingly not a heed in the world for. 

"Tell me if you can find white paper, I'm supposed to acquire some..." He said lifting up various things to see if there was any paper beneath, a very intensive search to be sure.  And yes he was still completely splattered in blood it's just that he didn't seem to care as he walked in this man's shop because to be quite honest, he didn't. Although he would occasionally wipe off some of the blood on things in the shop to get it off his hands. "Here I thought finding good paper would be trivial, but it appears I was wrong." He gave a smug shrug as he stomped on the cash register causing money to fly everywhere. "I guess Jean will simply have to make do, after all what better way to write a note than with notes!" He said clutching handfuls of Yen and rolling them up into a bloody ball of cold hard cash.  "Well, that's all I needed, what about you, find anything fascinating?" 

Savage's eyes lit up as his smile grew three sizes that day, he bowed his head in thanks. "I believe the word is... Domo arigatou?  Or something of the sort... Either way you've saved me from quite the head ache, and perhaps even saved a few lives. " He accepted the papers with residual blood still on his finger tips staining it upon making contact with it, sure perhaps this would frustrate Jean to no end but it was either that or yen, this wasn't the first time Jean had to make this decision and it wouldn't be the last.  As he shoved the paper away into his pockets further damaging it Savage scratched his chin at the possibility of more valuables before laughing. "Feel free to take them at your own leisure, I have no use for such trivialities. Consider it my parting gift? Or perhaps my tribute for your lost goods, makes no difference to me." He let out a relaxed shrug as he started to shift towards the exit,  while this wasn't enough excitement to sate him, nothing is, it was enough to at least get him home.  But as he was preparing to leave his gaze turned back towards the grey skinned woman, with a bulb appearing over his head.

"You seem like the type who knows how to cherish a moment of good fun... I have a better way to make this up to you."  He stopped for a moment fidgeting around his pocket before pulling out a small piece of paper with a purple frog on it.  "In about... A week's time I'd like you to head to the docks and look where the cargo ships are docked, there'll be a short man flanked by frogs and perhaps a red bird. Hand this little sheet to them and enjoy a good show. How does that sound?" He said with a toothy smile that was so pearly white it could nearly blind someone. 

Not long after this offer was made Sirens could be heard in the distance, it looked as if this man made the right decision and called the cops before committing his untimely suicide. "Ah. Them. Well, I guess its about time for me to part, a shame really I'd love to throw a few cars tonight but... Well I'm a bit busy, I have a show to set up. " He dropped the ticket as he started to walk out whilst whistling. "Sayonara, make sure not to melt it!~" He said waving away with a hand in his pocket, casually strolling away. 

This new mystery person was an interesting one, he saw the seeds of promise in them. Perhaps one day they could make a new addition, whether that be to the Vagabonds or to the arena that'd have to wait in see, still it was always nice to mingle around with the psychopathic killers every now and then. He usually mocked them for their short sighted ambitions, but even he would be lying to say they aren't good fun every now and again.