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Post by Nikki on Feb 24, 2020 16:58:25 GMT -4
You Looking for someone to Rock Your World~? ❝ Not a bad haul~ A smirk on her face in spite of the aches and pains she felt from what she had just been through, Nikki Nakajima looked like a whole different woman from the other day as she swaggered her way toward the cosy little apartment block she lived in, in more ways than one. Dressed in a leather jacket and jeans, though she was carrying a few bruises, gashes and even a patch on her right cheekbone from a spot where a claw had very nearly ripped the respective eye out, the mood of the midnight minx was good enough that she had a bit of a swagger in her step and even didn’t mind the cold all that much right now either. It had been a good day, or more accurately, night. Fucking tempting to head straight to the nearest bar and blow my wad on something fun… A nice stack of bills in her hand, the cage had been good to her this evening both in terms of the fun of the fight she had been through and the reward Nikki had received at the end of it, the upturn in her fortunes had left the steely siren feeling rather thoroughly satisfied, and the night begged to be claimed by the sense of fun and friskiness that this had provided. However, there was just one thing. ’Spose I owe the woman indoors though…? Certainly feeling like she should dash over to the first place that would take her and the buxom stack of bills she had in her hand but a voice in her mind seeming to nag at her, while it would have been easy for the ebony enchantress to simply tell her landlady she had failed to grab a victory and the fat wad that would have come with it and hope that the kindly old woman would offer her another extension because of it, something inside told her not to. A feeling within the feisty fox seeming to put a pressure on her to push away the pugilist from partying it up until he debt had been squared away, while it was annoying it didn’t feel like the sort of thing that was going away, and so instead of heading to somewhere with decent drink and more for her to exploit instead Miss Nakajima strolled home in the moonlight in a decent mood, which was probably reflected in her behaviour as well. Might be worth it to see her face though, I mean… No longer stomping along and kicking the door in to get access to her building but instead giving a smirking smile as she tapped it gently with her toe, in a weird way it felt like rubbing the face of the woman in her success would have been almost as much fun as getting wasted and waking up with a fresh piece of ass to enjoy. The mood of the minx too high for her to really pay all that much attention to what she found in the hallway either, instead she simply headed upstairs in a daze and made a beeline straight for the apartment of the woman she rented her place from, not even considering the late hour of her approach really. Got enough dough here to start a pizza place, and keep that old back off my back for a few months as well~ So keen on getting where she needed to go that such things would not trouble her all that much, Miss Nakajima hummed happily as she approached the door to her landlady’s apartment and gave it a resounding rap with her knuckles, wondering all the while what the woman might make of her industrious success and how low her jaw might fall when she showed off the thick wedge she had managed to grab thanks to that. It really seeming to be a strange and yet at the same time not entirely unpleasant change in her attitude, one might have almost interpreted the notion as being rather similar to the prospect of bringing home an A+ Grade to a parent or something of the sort, but that wouldn’t be right, now would it? That old bag was just her landlady, and it didn’t matter if she impressed her, now did it? @tag | Word Count: 711 | 1 |
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Post by Jar Star Assistant. on Feb 24, 2020 22:53:59 GMT -4
It would take a short time before the woman would get to the door to answer a little slow for a widower but perhaps more slow then one might have usually expected. While she wasn't the youngest spring daisy she still wasn't so old that she didn't have a few good years before her. Her late husband would have wanted her to keep on keeping on so to speak or at least how he used to speak. But things weren't their regular circumstances today as they may have been any other time. The severity of today caused her to move slower and feel her age as well as a few other sore areas and some bruises that covered her body and lightly even over one of her eyes in a black bruised black eye as she finally managed to get to the door.
Instead of opening it normally as she did as well there was a small pat sound as if someone looking through the peep hole which was also perhaps strange for the elderly woman. Normally more welcome and strong to the world opening the door easily enough. But this was strange that she seemed to observe first and then several clicks as the door not only unlocked but the sound of perhaps even newer extra locks heard unpopping as well.
Finally opened the door as the weakened slightly worn woman finally answered the door. "Ah Nikki,... Is it that time of the month now? I guess it slipped my mind..." Figuring it was for rent or something of the sort as she answered with a bit of a edge to her voice like normal but it definitely lacked some of her normally strong to the world tone as if it just wasn't there at present and some wind had been stolen from her sails.
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Post by Nikki on Feb 26, 2020 12:12:56 GMT -4
You Looking for someone to Rock Your World~? ❝ “Say hello to my little friends~!” The buoyancy of the brunette only fuelled all the more by her wait outside, as Rina answered the door too her Miss Nakajima would be prompt and slightly punchy with her presentation of the money she had brought, which reflected her unusually upbeat mood better than anything else she could have done. A little bit childish and cheeky in her mannerisms thanks to her feeling of fulfilment and flushness with good old fashioned cash, the feisty fox thrust the wedge into the gap that was presented by the opening of the door in a fashion that was meant to be playful, but perhaps a bit alarming for someone who had just been the victim of an attack. “Oh snap, ya see that’s where honesty gets me, I knew I should have blown this on…” Purring out her chest proudly as she failed to notice the state of her landlady’s face immediately, for a second or two Nikki’s cheeky candour continued as she showed off her money and found herself amused by the fact that the old bag had seemed to have forgotten the back rent she had owed, but all too quickly a shadow that seemed too deep and too dark stopped her in her tracks. “…Wait?” The red gaze of the girl falling onto the face of this suddenly frail looking fellow femme and making her feel like she had just been hit by a bolt of lightning or something of the sort, as she spied a bruise around the eye of Mrs Shimizu the steely siren felt her heart seem to pound hard all of a sudden and flood her form with what felt like ice, which gave her an uncharacteristic shiver. “Are you…?” Used to seeing battle scars and war wounds and way more than her fair share of black eyes in her time, especially looking back at her in the mirror, there was something different about this one that seemed to feel her with a sense of panic that Miss Nakajima hadn’t felt in so long she had almost forgotten it could exist, until this moment. “What happened to your eye?” Shaking as she saw someone who had earned a rare place in her affections and almost letting go of the money in her hand as a result, the bewildered brunette felt her heart pounding in her chest and her throat growing dry as she looked over brassy old bag looking only a shade of her former self, and suddenly felt possessed to find out what had happened to her. Though, deep in her heart she knew what had gone on, even if she didn’t want to acknowledge that fact right now… @tag | Word Count: ### | 1 |
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Post by Jar Star Assistant. on Feb 26, 2020 20:50:32 GMT -4
The woman had felt fatigue if not weariness still over her as worry and anxiety had riddled her personality and spirit the last couple days from all this. She had always tried to take life on the chin knowing things could be hard and push forward. But this had proven to be a strong hit to her wall like personality. She felt herself move with a few more kinks as well as she addressed Nikki for the most at first trying to hide some of her image behind the door but almost instantly as their conversation began she quickly realized the point became rather moot. A small bit of anxiety in the back of her head wondering if it truly looked so bad. But then again she didn't imagine there was anyway it could look good either.
"It's hard to explain... I'm fine... I just..." Her tone was a bit shaken, Nikki had never given her reason to doubt or mistrust her. At least nothing to major... But she seemed hesitant to speak. A little taken back as a recent victim of crime could be at times. The light bit of fear and worry still seeming to resonate from her the better of a look one seemed to get with longer observation. She eventually gave in a few inches one might say or conclude by opening the door a little wider. Allowing the two to more directly speak but still with the door only mostly open keeping it able to be closed if needed. Or at least that was the vibe emanating from the situation.
"I don't know if I should bring it up." The worried tone and sensitive mentality similar to a few people in trouble. Not sure if coming forth was the best way of handling things or risk further problems from the source of the bruises that now painted her face in anguish colors of blue, black, and reddened skin. Gulping lightly as her hand seemed to rattle at the door knob lightly as if defensive at the ready to shut her door should the conversation take a rough turn. But for now still facing Nikki and the conversation still going.
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Post by Nikki on Feb 27, 2020 7:04:23 GMT -4
You Looking for someone to Rock Your World~? ❝ Someone’s laid into here, haven’t they? The gap of the door creeping that bit wider and allowing her a fuller view of the ‘mess’ that had been made of Mrs Shimizu, Nikki felt another shiver run up her spine as she saw that sick mix of colours that stained the woman’s face and felt tempted to barge right into the woman’s apartment to get a full look at her, but didn’t. And I bet I can guess who…? Stayed by a mix of sympathy and also a rising rage within her, as her hands waited by their sides they clenched into balls born of a building fury and squeezed the cash she was holding tightly enough to crease and wrinkle it while the mind of the fiery femme searched for an answer to this problem, and quickly fell upon one that really turned her stomach. However, for one reason or another, she felt like she needed confirmation of that fact. “I, uh….” Certainly emphasizing with her landlady but matters of sensitivity something that did not come all that naturally to a tough girl like this teen was, while a kindlier part of her probably wanted to throw her arms around the woman to comfort her and tell her everything was going to be alright, all that Miss Nakajima could do for a moment was stumble over her words and struggle to contain the growing sense of anger inside her, but that wasn’t all. “You…” Certainly upset and filled with a sense of wrath by what she saw, part of what seemed to stay her hand and cause her struggle was a sense of guilt for what she could see had occurred, or more accurately the fact that she had allowed it. “He did this… Didn’t he?” Scoffing if anyone would ever attribute a single heroic or noble bone in her body but at the same time feeling like she had a sense of responsibility in this matter, Nikki knew she was strong as hell and in an odd way, despite the times they would share playful and not so playful barbs with each other, she liked this usually brassy old bag and because of that felt a protective urge that she hadn’t entirely expected. “That fucker downstairs?” Unfortunately finding herself unable to offer that same sense of support and security after the fact, as the rage inside her bubbled the red eyed girl could only growl with anger as she sought confirmation of the facts, wanting to know whose door she needed to kick in so that she might at least do something, anything, to make this better. Even if it was, for the most part, just to make herself feel better about letting this woman down… @tag | Word Count: ### | 1 |
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Post by Jar Star Assistant. on Mar 3, 2020 2:58:39 GMT -4
It was a thing that seemed to age the woman even further and for now had taken much of the sass from her. As if a raging galleon that had lost the wind in it's sails and now simple remained in the deadly sea adrift no longer with it's rushing power it once held strong within itself. It felt almost weakening how quickly as well her rowdy tenant could put it all together. It was one of those times when life could just prove a heavy burden upon the woman's shoulders. Her age, the bruises, and all that had happened and it's after effects like a boulder heavily adorned upon her back and shoulders.
"It's... complicated." She'd say but it was more a answer as she didn't really know how to answer in this moment. It was hard for her to find the words to put together and her nervous nature which only increased likely was enough of a clue that Nikki was for the most part right on the money. The answer written behind the lines in her actions and body language much more then her actual words.
"Some of these people... You try and help them and give em a chance and it just blows up in your face... Thing's weren't like this when I was a girl..." She said simply answering as she reflected briefly on some years passed. Her glum face only seemingly to look more and more defeated in moments after as if confirming the girls questioning words and attitude. Her weakened eyes looking back at Nikki with her dark wounded flesh looking truly defeated.
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Post by Nikki on Mar 3, 2020 11:40:45 GMT -4
You Looking for someone to Rock Your World~? ❝ Look at her… The more of Miss Shimizu she saw the worse state that the old woman looked, it felt like Nikki was looking at a totally different person as she stood there in the doorway, as if someone had stolen away every ounce of what made the woman strong and sassy and just right enough to feel like she ‘fitted’ well with the girl herself. All that brassiness seemed to have been sucked out of her, all that energy drained so that everything about her looked exhausted, and sounded it too. Pisses me off! No longer that big mouthed old bat that she had traded a few barbs and even more jokes with a few days back, it was like the fire had been robbed from a feisty old fox and left her weak, and kind of pathetic really. That perhaps a harsh thing to say but the fact not changing, Miss Nakajima could only see what the woman had lost, and felt all the angrier at her words as well. “It’s not…” Absolutely seething already but the rambling of the woman only seeming to fuel her rage even more, even though Nikki was far from the saintliest soul that ever lived it disappointed her to hear that the faith of Miss Shimizu had been bruised and broken along with her body, and she found herself almost choking on the wrath that bubbled within her. “Not everyone these days is a complete shitbag like that fucker…” Respecting this woman and she not the first old soul who had earned a little admiration from her, even though she wasn’t heroic or noble it pissed her the hell off to think that the world had done this to someone she liked, and made her want to do something about that. “Here, it’s your rent, hold onto it… I'll be right back, OK?” Shaking her head along with her fists and then stepping forward to push the thick wad she had been so proud of into the hands of her landlady in an act that felt like half an apology for not having been there to stop this shit from happening before it had started, once Miss Nakajima had done so the seething siren stepped back and then spun around on her heel, already feeling like there was no way that any amount of cash could make up for what had happened. To either of them. “I'll be right back…” Full of rage and an urge to roar and rampage around, even though on some level Nikki knew that bringing more trouble to the building was probably not the best idea in the world, at the same time she knew she had no other option. That dealing dreg not allowed to get away with this, maybe it was just her vehement spirit of vengeance talking but there was no way she was going to back down after what he had done, no matter what anyone had to say. It’s about time that fucker downstairs got a taste of a bitch who can fight for herself! The bastard had messed with the friend of the wrong woman, and now was about to find out that for all of her faults the Iron Maiden was not the kind of person you should ever piss off… @tag | Word Count: ### | 1 |
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Post by Jar Star Assistant. on Mar 9, 2020 11:59:51 GMT -4
She wasn't sure if she should oppose this action, Or if truly sure what magnitude of anger or danger could be stewing or enacted in the moment. Her sore face sometimes made it stink to talk as the bruises were jostled when her jaw moved from speaking. She took the money of course though holding it close to chest not counting it or anything at the moment. Normally she would have quickly offered to write up a proper receipt and what not before her tenant would leave. But on this day and how fast Nikki was moving to action. There was little time for that. Still struggling for her words as Nikki departed towards another apartment in the building now.
"I hope this doesn't turn into a mess..." She'd say before letting out a heave sigh and slowly closing her door sitting in her kitchen at the table near the door waiting for the girl to return soon maybe. Of course not before locking all the secure latches, new and old upon her front door for security and safety.
Or course the soft voice of the woman that Nikki had been talking to, The frail tired sound was a completely different vibe compared to the heavy death metal that came blaring louder and louder the closer she got to the dealers floor. His door scratched and scuffed as the heavy awful music made it almost hard to think. Some of the apartments around him remaining purposely empty given the things that happened near there could not only be scary or at times illegal but also the annoyances of living around that loud music and other problems simply just proved too much for certain people now and again.
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Post by Nikki on Mar 9, 2020 17:00:43 GMT -4
You Looking for someone to Rock Your World~? ❝ Fuckin… Shoulda taken care of that punk the first time I laid eyes on him? The privilege of privacy something that was never a good thing for a girl like Nikki when she was in a bad mood, even though it was a short series of steps between the door of the landlady and that of the contemptible creep it seemed that the seething siren had plenty of time to think, or more accurately rage internally as she moved. I knew he’d be trouble, but beating on an old woman… Silently cursing herself for the negligence she believed she had shown, the fists of the furious femme were clenched so tightly that they were practically vibrating as she marched along, each of her steps hammering against the ground with a sense of force that made it feel like she bore a grudge to the floor beneath her, but on this occasion it was someone else who was due the rage of this raven haired reaper. That’s low, even for drug scum… It perhaps a good long time since she had raised her fists in anger or it seeming that way but that not really slowing her down one bit, as her heels colliding with the stairs beneath her all that the blazing brunette could think about was how wound up she was, and the more that she did the more fuel seemed to be cast upon the fire within her. But he’s not gonna get away with it…! Never the most even tempered teen at the best of times, the combination of fury at what the fool had down and her own feelings of failure made the feisty fox practically boil with a heated kind of hatred that she would never show the idiots she battled in a cage, and was something that the girl had struggled to contain throughout her own life. I was a fucking idiot for ignoring him, but that won’t happen again… That largely the reason why she had become so withdrawn and sullen despite the relatively short number of years that she had lived, Nikki felt as if she had a deep well of outrage within her that never seemed to run dry, and was why she distanced herself from most people since she did not, truly, enjoy seeing them in the crossfire of her frenzied furore of fiery feeling. Bastard’s gonna pay for what he did! A vixen who was like a volcano just waiting to erupt, while pounding the bags at the gym or the bodies in the cage vented some of her powerful passion it never seemed to quell it fully, and it seemed to only take the smallest spark of negative emotion to get that inferno of indignation burning once more. And today it seemed she had rather a large amount of tinder placed beneath her, that was for sure. “You mother FUCKER!” Barely even breaking her stride as she finally reached the entryway toward which she was so compelled to enter, as she stepped up to the door of the dastardly drug dealer who had hurt her friend the feisty femme simply activated her quirk and used that to rid herself of such a pesky obstruction. “I'M GONNA KILL YOU!” Yelling obscenity as she did so as well, Miss Nakajima lifted her hoof up as her body suddenly transitioned into a shining steel state as she did so and all too quickly her heel was being launched forward like a hammer, or more accurately a battering ram, in order to bust through this blockade with maximum impact. Right now not at all worried about the damage she did either, whether she erupted through the door like a monster from a horror movie or simply smashed it off its hinges, all that the tumultuous teen could think about was getting her hands on the creep that did this, and making sure that he paid for his misdeed a hundred thousand times over… @tag | Word Count: ### | 1 |
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Post by Jar Star Assistant. on Mar 18, 2020 22:58:14 GMT -4
It was like a scene out of some super hero move that were ideally more popular before people with quirks had starting being born and made such things more possible then just movie magic. The person seeing it nearly tumbling out of their char as they somewhat fell back landing on a knee almost on their side as the explosion of wood and hinges popping off the frame of the door could be seen along with the almost shining still figure warping through it as well. The whole scene a frightening one and definitely not expected either.
The loud music hammering at eardrums off to the side at a hefty stereo system somewhere within the lightly dirty and musty apartment Nikki had just bursted into. But almost as quickly as she'd come in sending shock waves of fear and unnerving worry through her likely targets body. The mind of a man in fear who may have had some narcotics pumping through him too were set off like a spark to oiled wood.
Making the perhaps less wise decision in the moment of moving forward at her instead of away swinging a oak wooden bat at her direction unsure what to expect more just a over tweaked idea from a unnerved and not exactly level head man. Swinging the bat in a strong and heavy arc in her direction roaring out all the while. As if thinking such a weakened attack might actually make a difference. Perhaps not just wanting to look like a punk or the drugs giving some unwarranted strength and ego. Perhaps also while he did as he did prior to the landlord of the building as well.
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Post by Nikki on Mar 22, 2020 15:15:36 GMT -4
You Looking for someone to Rock Your World~? ❝ The sight of a door suddenly turning to kindling immensely satisfying on any day of the week for a woman like Miss Nakajima, without even considering the currently calamitous climate of her character it was a reminder of days gone past for a woman who was once very much like those who lay beyond it, and had sought to get away from that feeling. However, it seemed that was proving a hard task for her really, and right now our hot spirited heroine was happy to indulge those few old bad habits that she had long been trying to break. “Time’s up, motherfuckers…” Practically growling as she stepped inside the hole that she had made with her big attack and not even holding her power back at all, as she looked inside and saw the cadre of assembled junkie scumbags and would be gang bangers within all that Nikki could do was tell them that they had been acting like shit bags for long enough, and that none of them would escape this encounter without some scars and stripes to show for it. Merciless in her manner thanks to her rage, even if they hadn’t had a hand in the attack on the woman upstairs their crime was one of simple association, but was also something that they would pay rather heavily for as well. You think that’s enough to stop me? At least one among the group seeming to note that their time was up and opting to something about it, whatever kind of furore or fear that fuelled their frenzy did not matter to the fury-filled fox, and neither did his weapon either. A wooden bat intimidating to some but not to a woman that was made of solid steel or something close to that, Miss Nakajima didn’t even flinch as she found a weapon sailing toward her and simply shifted her stance as she let it come and dealt with it effortlessly; letting it smash right into her and probably explode into a mass of firewood like the door had moments before. You’re gonna need a whole lot more than that…! Gritting her teeth regardless and following up once she had felt the attack hit her by lunging forward, while Nikki could have laid this punk out with a punch or kick or anything in her arsenal she chose to be rather artless in her response, but likely effective none the less. The skills of the steely siren crafted on the street and that showing as she chose a simple expression of her anger as her reply to the smack of the bat, rather than launch a fist or foot she flung her forehead the way of the fool and unleashed the mightiest of headbutts in order to batter him to the ground and probably break most of his face as well, given how strong and tough she was in this form. “So which of you dickless bitches fancies your chances next, huh?” Not that it really mattered what happened to the idiot in the wake of her attack so long as he fell, once again Miss Nakajima growled like a tempestuous teenage tiger as she scanned the room to see who else was waiting for her, and wondered which would be the next to fall. Not even considering the notion of her defeat simply because of how angry she was, it didn’t matter who they had in here or what either, the pain train was coming and today this frenzied femme was its unerring driver who was only too happy to throw more coal on the fire and really get things burning… @tag | Word Count: ### | 1 |
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Post by Jar Star Assistant. on Mar 30, 2020 23:29:56 GMT -4
The splintering wood at close range could have been compared to a perhaps more physical and wood style firework as instead of flickering sparks splinters flew off in every direction in a brief burst. An object strong and firm shattered as it came into blunt trauma contact with a much stronger steel like surface. The explosion cause a few splintering bits of wood to shoot back pocking into flesh and clothes of the one who had swung it as well for a few brief moments there after the blow had been completed.
Before the man could think of what to do quickly, considering what to do with the jagged bat in his hands or what remained of it. Only the thought of stabbing with it flickered as the thought begin before he found the steely headbutt smashing into his face as he looked up at the wrong moment perfectly. His nose smashing as as teeth crumbling like popcorn cornals under severe pressure. Blood and shattered teeth falling or spraying out as crimson shot out before the man hit the floor after falling at first slowly then quickly backward on his back stuck in a minor daze as he briefly saw stars and counted birdies that didn't exist.
There were three other men in the room however that found themselves flabbergasted. The drugs in their system, heavy music pounding in the background, An the rage from feeling defensive cause of the attack had pushed them all into fight or flight mechanisms. One of them pulling out a knife and wasting little time running at the woman leaping on and then over a couch between them coming down at her stabbing downward with a sturdy folding knife. The other person reaching behind picking up a small end table and tryging to run towards Nikki intending to swing it at her back while his friend tried to downward stab at her.
All the while, while this happened the third a bit confused and perhaps unaware of why or what was all happening as he had wide eyes like a deer caught in headlights or a confused animal caught in a backyard in the light of a flashlight. This person went running for the door while the other two went in for the attacks. This one however aiming for the door and likely to vamoose before things got any more explosive then they already were.
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Post by Nikki on Mar 31, 2020 16:10:06 GMT -4
You Looking for someone to Rock Your World~? ❝ That’s it, ladies~ The first fool falling to the floor with his face halfway caved in, as numero’s dos and tres sized her up and still fancied their chances despite the show that the steely siren had put on Miss Nakajima felt satisfaction, rather than dread or disappointment. Step on up, beatings for all! Some perhaps being afraid and confused when they saw themselves being rushed by not one but two thugs, both of whom were carrying something that wouldn’t be a picnic to deal with, instead this silvery beauty smirked and readied herself for the challenge that was presented between the two of them. And I ain’t gonna be gentle so you don’t need to be either! The weapons they carried not particularly imposing to a minx who could make her body as tough as most metals, if anything their attempts while futile seemed like a show of respect to her for the threat she presented, and in a weird way were flattering to a femme who felt like she had spent her whole life fighting. The sort of woman that needed to be taken seriously if one were to ever have a hope of taking her down, Nikki licked her lips as she sized the two of them up and wondered who she should go after first, and also wondered what the third of their number might do as well. Trying to stand me up, ya bastard? Unfortunately the latter soul proving to be the most disappointing of the lot, while Miss Nakajima held very little respect for the first idiot who had fallen at her hands the fact that he had the balls to take her own at least gave him a slither of esteem from the ebony empress, albeit a small one at that. Still that better than what one might get if they were some druggie fuck who threw his buddies to the wolves whilst he made a run for the hills, the red gaze of the girl narrowed as she saw him trying to skip out past her and she made a mental note to remember his face, because this wasn’t over by a long shot. Damnit, only got one pair of hands… Unfortunately the mechanics of the situation denying the dark dish the chance to flatten such a pathetic wretch first and foremost, even though Nikki knew that she could deal with a knife and table combo pretty quickly, she wasn’t quite fast enough to tangle with the two and also stop that idiot from ducking out as well. To be continued…! Unfortunately the necessity of the situation meaning that the braver ones of this troublesome trio would need to be dealt with first and foremost, the brunette burned the image of captain coward into her mind in the moment she had to look at him so that she could hunt him down when she was done, and then moved onto more pressing matters. Or stabbing matters, as the case might be. Knife is probably the bigger issue! The dark dish if nothing else the sort who was decisive, in a toss-up between the trouble a table could offer and a switchblade the black beauty quickly made a decision as to which to deal with first, and moved accordingly. Certainly that razor sharp edge no real issue when ones skin was as strong as steel but a lucky strike that caught her off guard rather problematic, even if a puncture wouldn’t go that deep it would be a pain if she got hit in the wrong place or even worse if her outfit was ruined, and so Miss Nakajima acted accordingly. Ultimately happy to let that sharp edge gouge her arm as she attempted to deflect that downward strike away with her bare arm, whilst she might have gotten a reasonably nasty scratch as a result Nikki knew that her durable flesh would deny it the chance to all that much damage if as she intercepted the strike, and prepared her own. Choosing to leave her back open to the attack of the table as she pulled her hammer-like hand back and sent it shooting forward in the space of a second her mitt would be like a cannonball thanks to the power she was packing, and aimed right at the mouth of the knife-wielding maniac to put him down for good in the meantime… @tag | Word Count: ### | 1 |
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Post by Jar Star Assistant. on Apr 6, 2020 5:12:29 GMT -4
The chaos was like a heart pumping, music pounding, drug infused room of musky rage. These men under normal circumstances would have been easily able to tell this was a losing battle. Normal survival mind set would have said flight when fight or flight had kicked in like their one friend had done. But the other two being so pumped up with narcotics and strange designer drugs that hit the street pumping through their veins. Their minds and ego made them think even in this situation they could stand some sort of chance. Their rage and anger bubbling under their skin in a drug addled mind blur.
The knife shot forward as the two drug headed crazy headed thugs ran straight for Nikki one from the front one rounding around the back. The blade seemed to have made some contact gashing into the steel like arm. The damage was hard to say how much if any it had actually done to such a tough surface of flesh. But the observation being almost like slow motion which had the closing in steel gloved fist be more of a worry then actually watching the wound he'd inflicted. As he tried to lean back far to slow he found himself caught in fear as the heavy handed metal fish smashed into his teeth sending yellowy teeth shooting out at both sides as a flash of white and eventual blackness quickly shot out out within his vision. A mere fraction of a moment after the knife wielding druggy had been sent hard onto his back motionless out like a light just like the first fellow earlier.
While this happened the fellow that had come from behind had if not fully avoided shattered a wooden end table along the womans back if he hadn't been stopped. Likely holding the shattered two two remaining remnants of the chairs legs in his hands watching to observe what damage he'd done if any pending his attacks success. But in either case he'd likely be a bit taken back if not stunned to see just how tough their steel covered foe truly was. Feeling himself take a small step back as he observed as such.
All this while the man who had fled would be looking out for someone, another friend to help out with this bullshit that had fallen hard onto their laps. Stuff left to deal with cause their friend got to high and had to play big man on campus with the land lady. Pulling out his cellphone as he quickly began to make preparations.
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-Knife attacker knocked out readily after attack himself. The steel fist pummeling him out along with a few of his teeth.
-End table wielding man has swung the table at her back and if it remained after being shattered if it hit would be left looking surprised and unsure what to do taking a step back but still holding the two table legs.
-The fellow who ran off is making preparations and some calls likely to soon make a return.
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Post by Nikki on Apr 22, 2020 16:49:42 GMT -4
You Looking for someone to Rock Your World~? ❝ That should teach ya, ya bastard! The image of the knife wielding goons face exploding in a shower of teeth, saliva and whatever other materials might emerge from his face more than making up for the wince inducing scrapes his knife might have given her, once again Nikki Nakajima gave away the reason she had made such a great criminal thug herself back in the day as she found a little shiver of satisfaction sweep through her at the sight, and found her excitement only building because of it. Should pick your friends better next time, ass wipe! It not mattering to her whether this piece of garbage that called this apartment home had three minions or three hundred since she aimed to work her frustration out upon them as thoroughly as she could, the path of violence was always one that left her feeling hot all over and even a little bit clammy in places as well, but that didn’t mean it always flowed so smoothly as it had been so far. Case in point when she was being smashed in the back by a soaring coarse of a coffee table, for instance. “Unnnaaarrrggghhh!!!” Expecting the blow that blasted her behind quarters but even that anticipation not fully preparing the girl for the impact that awaited her, while her ferric frame meant that the fox did as much if not more damage to the improvised weapon as it hit her, she was left far from well from the impact all the same. Fucking asshole… That's not the way you treat a lady, now is it?! The body of the beauty resilient enough that the hit would leave her with little harm beyond bruising that would hardly be a factor in the day to come given how rapidly she tended to bounce back from injury, all the same the simple force behind it and the impact it provided was enough to cause a problem for her because of how it threw her balance off, and sent her spilling toward the ground in a heap of seething steel fury. Yet she wasn’t done in, not by a long shot. “Bet ya just couldn’t wait to get behind this hot ass eh?” Knocked over but about as far from beaten as she could be, the dark dish flicked her hair and rolled with the ‘tide’ of the attack to turn herself over and twist as she did so, with the honed reflexes of a woman who fought for a living she quickly threw a foot and a knee underneath her and let loose a crude line to vent her aggravation as she did so. The success of her adversary’s attack providing him with the impetus and initiative as their fight continued however, as Nikki pulled her dukes up in front of her and squared her stance as best she could in proposal position she waited to see what he would do next, and how she might counter it with the raw power and fury she possessed with her next move… @tag | Word Count: ### | 1 |
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