For the first time in a very long time, Giselle wasn't sorrowful. He wasn't filled with regret. No. He was legitimately, confused.
Ono's response to his entry did absolutely nothing to him aside but cause avid confusion. Staring plainly to her as she didn't even take the time to acknowledge him, his body language spoke in volumes. Why were you mad? Was it because he'd made a mess of the place? But, isn't that what both of them do. They make messes and don't care who cleans them up. Was this because it was her who got affected by the mess this time? Questions surrounded him as he finally shifted on heel, staring to her backside. Hm. He didn't feel the need to apologize when he already had. And since she hadn't told him anything, then he'd feel no need to give chase either. But then Jax gave those around her some funds and said something about the other being pissed. And once again, he stared at her. Now they had a conscience? All of a sudden these two demons were softer than babywipes and he didn't know why.
They perplexed him.
Turning, he'd walk over to some folk cleaning and lean down."Mind telling me what this place is exactly?" And the old man stared in angst; the rest of the workers doing the same. Oh, they were pissed with him too, huh? "Gomen. It wasn't my intent to cause such disarray. Had it been anywhere else, I would've already moved on."Speaking honestly, he'd continue.". . but this place. Apparently it's special. I'll pay for the damages, so please give me that money back so I can return it to Jax." After a bit of a conversation and a explanation, Giselle writes out an amount and hands it over. Nothing he couldn't make back from the payment of Ono's father, but now he understood things. Even with the payment, he took the time to help clean. Picking things up and putting them back. Using his tricks to make things stable as best he could.
All done. Turning from the older folk, he'd give a bow while eating something one of the ladies had offered for his services. "Well, that's all taken care of. Where did they go?"Off to wander again. Hopefully he could bump into them.
A self-made Lazarus he is, punching his way through athanasy until he, himself, emerged raw and bloody. It didn't have to be; this martyr's pyre was not his demise, it could be a rebirth. He had survived so much, but... something within had died and trauma made a home in him. No amount of prying will rent it from its nestled position posed behind bony rib. He erects upright, stretching and bruised knuckles unfurl to offer a helping hand, a silent acquiesce to this unsettled calm.
"You and this need for violence...." Exasperated sigh befalls rosy twinned vessels, visages quakes side to side slightly but she, too, stands. "Oh? Well no, of course not." Canting the pristine heel, it catches the springtime gleam.
Did it have to be so fast? Was it impossible for him to take things slow? Apparently.
Lips press in a line, albeit short-lived chagrin hues warm cheeks in sun-kissed mirth. "Not as they are." Attention flits to her phone, shifting the bags still resting in the crook of her elbow. After a series of taps there's a whirl of clockwork, metal slithers and encompasses her feet, inch by inch golden gilt clings to her and extends up the white of tailored pants to encircle and frame knees. Cocking her hip, spherical wheels protrude from the balls of her feet. Lucky stows the device deep in a pocket and glides forward silently, silken tresses waver in passing.
They roam the busy streets, her style leisurely, lithe compared to the apex predator stalk of his. Eventually, she comes to an intersection, halting amidst the denizens waning and waxing in throngs from the underground. Once again, the smartphone procured from its confines comes into view. "Just a second, if you would please. I need to message someone..."Sae; surely she'd be somewhere nearby?
"And~ That's it... I think--"
Goosebumps ignite, flaring up her spine and along arms. Lucky glances to Alpha, veering perception to scan nearby faces but only one truly stands out from the crowd. Outpourings of matutine spectral swathe her numinousity, suchlike cherub Venus in sacred presence. The clouds part because it has been willed to be so. Nothing more, nothing less. Gashi does not voice it but she knows he suffers vexation, she can hear the discord. She is what is called by a soul, and She is the One who calls his soul. Yet, the last time either had spoken to the other, he had left in a hurry and cursed her.
Bangles jingle, the denim folds of her shirt wrinkle as she offers a small wave, tenderhearted smile bestows unspoken forgiveness.
His priceless treasure? What was she getting on about? He wasn't exactly sure and he wasn't honestly liking it one bit. Still, it was a bad move of the man to try and touch Carmella. Usien didn't even have to do anything. She was just being a bratty and was ignoring the woman. "You know damn well!! Prince is Miiiiiiii..hey what the ********!" She would curse feeling some man make a subtle move. It wasn't much as he was soon distracted by Usien but the fact that he even touched her was more than enough to start an issue. "One moment"she would state unlatching herself from Aya and would activate some type of technology. Her shoes had turned into treks, her sleeve had acquired some type of underarmor design in which Carmella would strike the man in the back straight at his spine with a burning punch. The bunch hot enough somehow from some frictional system that it could even burn through clothing and leave a very severe burn."LEAVE MY PRINCE ALONE!!!" Usien had this covered, but soon he heard those treks come to life he didn't say anything. He let the man be big and bad. He knew what this chick was about to do.
Aya blinked with confusion before the girl went on to state Prince was hers until she heard a cuss word come out of the girls mouth. Dark eyes widened with further shock as she...yeah she didn't stop sucking on that drink even for a moment as she would release the smaller girl and let her...oh my. The large man went forward and almost crushed Prince with his tumble, cusses and screams from around them easily had Aya doing an easy leap up onto one of the over hangs of a car port like structure. Landing on her plump a** with ease as she would swing her feet along the edge while watching the show. The large man would get up rubbing his back which had skin that seared much like being hit with hot oil, he turned on the tyke with a snarl, <********> he'd swing on her with no remorse while others were immediately gasping in shock that a grown a** man was swinging on a little girl. The dark haired lass whose mind spun with dizzying thoughts was unable to comprehend the situation before her, senses dulled to the people before her and left wondering why such a cute tiny tyke was able to send a grown man to his knees, "Go Princess Carmella! Beat him up good!" she crowed happily her eyes still fully glazed over from her...seventh margarita.
The man wasn't really understanding what was going on was he? The punch was massive success and he wanted to try and attack the little girl. Many looked in disbelief but Carmella was already one step ahead. The man would find himself stuck in time. What was actually occuring was Carmella had used time stop right as the man was trying to strike her. Being little had it's advantages. Crosses appearing in her eyes, she was pissed! Having him stuck in Time Stop, the little twin would send out a flurry of punches, each punch conducting more and more eat. Punch after punch went out, which would make the man's chest become more and more charred. It was like watching the 7th gate Might Guy!! Each strike wasn't random though. She was specifically aiming for his pressure points to break the man down to size. HOW DARE HE TOUCH HER!
The man would find himself stuck and in fear as the little girl wailed on him mercilessly, the look on his face said it all...up until he soiled himself. Aya blinked before looking away in minor disgust, "Aye ya...he wet himself...." she murmured clearly grossed out by the situation. When the young lass finished wailing on him, whenever that was the man would be in a puddle of piss and his skin smoking as he eventually passed out standing up during the beating. Ayano watched with curiosity as she finished her drink and continued to kick her legs, hands holding the empty glass as a flush of red crawled onto her pale cheeks as she enjoyed her buzz, "Princess Carmella, I think he doneee~" she twittered before hiccuping lightly as she would slowly get to a stand again balancing with ease upon the edge of the porch like extrusion.
All his social media, boring. It'd become just another normal party now. Everyone rallying around, drinking, smoking, probably getting ready to ********. If Gashi were in a better mood, he'd probably join in right along with them, but it just pegged at the edge of his emotions. "Why the ******** did he run?! What was the point? He could've showed me something. Wasn't he a King?" He wanted resolution. Maybe not in the conventional sense; a conversation wasn't what he was looking for. Something a little bit more. "Why? What's the point of having fangs if I can't sink my teeth into s**t. Everything is so. ." Meaningless. It was all so boring and droll. Before he had a purpose. Sarada was his purpose. He taught him everything he knew about life and now, without him.
He was just a stray dog looking for something to bite.
It was the reasons for his anger. It just continued to build day after day. Sex dulled it. Drugs subsided it. But always, the anger would just come back worst than before. Not knowing what to do, he poured the remainder of his drink to the grounds around him while standing, heading towards the exit with hands in either pocket. That was when he saw her and stopped in his tracks.
"Lucky?"
He hadn't seen her in awhile. . Last time they talked he'd left in a huff and cursed her out. She probably didn't even deserve it. Marred with refuge, eyes would scan her over then, look at the man next to her. Who the ******** was this chump? "Oh? Is that her type?" In comparison, he looked like a bargain bin Gashi. Same scowl. Same mug expression. Terrible fashion sense. Tch. Not even paying heed to the other, he made his way over to gave her a almost jesting grin. "Well, guess the high and mighty types do come off their thrones to address us commoners once in awhile, hm Lucky?"Snickering, his fingers drew cancer in smoldering form, lighting before taking a long drag. "You look hot as always. What brings you into a night of debauchery?" Head careening, hues shifting only to Alpha for a split second before running back. "Oh. . Did you find a decent suitor? Someone to wet the pallet?" A joke. At least, it was Gashi's way of joking.
Deecee Sama
Stormrider R.E.A.D.: 195 [ --- ]
Acceleration:[50 [---]] Strength:[145 [---]] Stamina:[16/25 [---]] Jump:[00 [---]] Air Time:[72.1]
Wheels engaging out of the woman's heels Alpha smirked. Taking off passed him his own wheels jetted off. Dressed for the weather his light white coat danced in the wind following after lucky. Her run light, his matched her leisure pace. Making their way through the busy streets
The tuner suddenly coming to a stop at an interaction Alpha halted as well. Nodding to her request to hold on as she messaged someone, Alpha fished out a smoke from his breast pocket. Stick put between his lips a flame quickly sparked and lit the end. Crimson orbs looking up in time to meet her own sapphire hues but only for a moment in the nature of the glance. Puzzled slightly at the gesture. Alpha glanced off in the direction she had looked to. Her hand producing a small wave the end of his smoke turned a bright red. Inhaling red orbs looked to the man she had waved to before exhaling smoke. Who the hell is that dumbass? The thought questioned in his head as his eyes quickly scanned the man approaching. Treks with a late 1990's yakuza fit on, Alpha's brows furrowed at the man.. He'd take a drag.
With just a glance at the man Alpha already didn't vibe with Gashi. Maybe it was because they resonated to closely to each other. Maybe it was because he looked like he'd sell his own mother out. Whatever the case the deal was sealed once the long hair man opened his mouth. Though they didn't share the same mannerisms Alpha could tell him and Gashi were alike. And it pissed the the death rider off. Calling Alpha a suitor he'd sharpen his eyes. His gaze meeting Gashin's own in the moment. "My name isn't suitor. It's Alpha." Taking another drag from his smoke he'd exhale.
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Stamina used: 16
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R.E.A.D → [260] → Acceleration:[30] → Battle Strength:[180] → Stamina:[30]+[50 Stat Boost] → Jump:[20] → Air Time:55 → Reaction:55 → Air Reaction:50
F-Class Tricks: Cost one Stamina point to perform. E-Class Tricks: Cost one Stamina point to perform. D-Class Tricks: Cost two Stamina points to perform. C-Class Tricks: Cost three Stamina points to perform. B-Class Tricks: Cost four Stamina points to perform. A-Class Tricks: Cost five Stamina points to perform. S-Class Tricks: Cost ten Stamina points to perform. SS-Class Tricks: Cost fifteen Stamina points to perform King / Legend Class & Infinity Atmosphere Tricks: Cost twenty Stamina points to perform.
F-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 1% E-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 2% D-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 3% C-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 5% B-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 8% A-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 10% S-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 20% SS-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 35% King Class & Infinity Atmosphere Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 50%
C Rank: each trick uses 5 extra stamina B Rank: Each trick uses 4 extra stamina A Rank: Each trick adds extra 3 extra stamina S: Each trick uses 2 extra stamina SS: Each trick uses 1 extra stamina Legend/ King rank: Tricks B rank and up uses 1 extra stamina
Half challenge, half inquiry, he is stitched together by what once was and what may never be. Wholly a conundrum of regret piled bone by bone, fracturing flesh and letting those besmirched memories pour out of his maw. If he offered his words as prayer and his hands as oblations; she would take them, but ultimately neither truly mattered. There's no remorse, for what bleeds from hollow husk is rage personified. He's a reckoning, a fury; a fool nonetheless.
Demeaning and cruel, he presents himself as a soul lost amongst the umbrage, glutinous and ebbing by his own narcissism. Eyne observe him, never had judgment stinted sight. It wouldn't start now. Dark brows furrow slightly, questioning crass attitude upon introspection. Had she greatly offended him? Slavery was wrong, no matter how you spun it, so no. She swallows blades, feels their alloy embed in viscera and coil tightly. She offers a cosmic gift unto him: mercy. In the cool seas of her irises, stars reflected, her form so loosely constructed that she becomes so eternally beautiful and frightening that her shadow appears rotating behind cascading tresses. Little by little, she was losing grip on the edges of his reality. How far did he intend to push her? Why was she letting him?
She had had enough.
Lucky veers embarrassed visage toward Alpha, lashes lowering to rosen cheeks as she steels her spine. The gilded, ever-turning nimbus dissipates but she does not waver given its absence. Hazel hues land on the bangle perched with a plethora of others, the engraving inside it the only true difference; appearances didn't matter, not to her.
When she speaks her voice is not heard, it can be felt: ebbing, flowing, infinite. "I have, Gashi."
One step towards Alpha, she understood the insinuation of body language (ironic given prior circumstance), but she'd rather bear the burden than continue down this path. "I-- We are getting lunch. I'm glad you are well though, and I'm sorry to have been such a bother." Pivoting, presence silently suggests they move on. "Take care of yourself."
W-Was this guy, serious? In those few moments they glanced to each other, a cat like, almost sneering laugh escaped. His name was Alpha? And did he not understand what the ******** suitor meant? Ho boy. "Right right. My bad. Nice to meet you, Omega." Playing a lax hand, eyes darted back on over to Lucky as her face turned to something he was more used to. That kind of glance over, half lidded pitiable look that he'd seen so many give him before. Yeah, that was more like it. He didn't need the nice act. "The names Gashi." At least pegging enough to give the guy his own; there was respect somewhere inside em'. Going from there back to Lakshimi -- his body stood full height once again when hearing her respond. "I-- We are getting lunch. I'm glad you are well though, and I'm sorry to have been such a bother."
Maybe it was the way she said it, but he was annoyed. She didn't mean it. She wasn't sorry for anything. Far as he was concerned, she was just intruding on his life back then to make herself feel better. "Tch. Honestly didn't think a guy like this was your type. He honestly looks a lot like. . a frined of mine."Me? Is that what he wanted to say? Terrorizing the masses was what he was used to, but this didn't feel good. Messing with Lucky just. . Man. She'd been nice to him, in a time when he thought there wasn't any reason. One of the few people who did and she didn't even know him like that. ". . ********. . " Blowing some smoke, his face would contort as he looked away. Miffed, but certain.
"He might be your date for the evening, but ya' mind if I talk to you for a second?" There was no bullshit in his tone, no ********. It was a legitimacy there that spoke considering who he was. "Won't eat up more than five minutes. Then you and Casanova can get right back to. . lunch?" At this hour? It was the evening.
Deecee Sama
Stormrider R.E.A.D.: 195 [ --- ]
Acceleration:[50 [---]] Strength:[145 [---]] Stamina:[16/25 [---]] Jump:[00 [---]] Air Time:[72.1]
Fist clenching at the slip of his name, Alpha frowned. "I didn't ask. Dumb a**." A quick but sharp rebuttal to Gashi giving his name. With a drag form his cancer stick the ember glowed a bright reddish orange. It wasn't hard to tell Alpha was highly irritated already by this man. Going on about how he's surprised that Alpha is her type the death rider glared. "You know this ******** guy Lucky? Let me swing on him already. I know you know him and all but he's really pissing me off."
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Stamina used: 16
Wear used: 16%
R.E.A.D → [260] → Acceleration:[30] → Battle Strength:[180] → Stamina:[30]+[50 Stat Boost] → Jump:[20] → Air Time:55 → Reaction:55 → Air Reaction:50
F-Class Tricks: Cost one Stamina point to perform. E-Class Tricks: Cost one Stamina point to perform. D-Class Tricks: Cost two Stamina points to perform. C-Class Tricks: Cost three Stamina points to perform. B-Class Tricks: Cost four Stamina points to perform. A-Class Tricks: Cost five Stamina points to perform. S-Class Tricks: Cost ten Stamina points to perform. SS-Class Tricks: Cost fifteen Stamina points to perform King / Legend Class & Infinity Atmosphere Tricks: Cost twenty Stamina points to perform.
F-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 1% E-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 2% D-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 3% C-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 5% B-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 8% A-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 10% S-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 20% SS-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 35% King Class & Infinity Atmosphere Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 50%
C Rank: each trick uses 5 extra stamina B Rank: Each trick uses 4 extra stamina A Rank: Each trick adds extra 3 extra stamina S: Each trick uses 2 extra stamina SS: Each trick uses 1 extra stamina Legend/ King rank: Tricks B rank and up uses 1 extra stamina
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Deecee Sama
Posted: Thu Mar 21, 2019 5:34 pm
There was the missing of what was never to be and the missing of which never experienced. People treat you as they feel about you.
Had he not bitterly cursed her and walked out? Implied she was snobbish, egotistical, superior contrary to behavior and mannerisms? Had he not stood there, so enraptured in the idea of her standing next to a male that she had to be spreading her legs for him; a fallacy granted that no one would assume that he and his male friends were entangled under silky sheets? Had he not be belittled Alpha, not having the slightest inkling on his character? Gashi projected the abuse done to him; they were simply bystanders caught in the crossfire of his limitless anger.
Her palm rests on Alpha's forearm, pleading for him to both stay and keep festering urges in check. "I do, and please do not. I understand that; I do, though I make no excuses for him. Please, please don't react brashly."
Visage turns and in the blue of her eyes, a blue that was not blue at all, Gashi saw salvation that he does not deserve. Perhaps she should stop looking at him like he's made of catastrophes, like he's lost all his humanity, but there's no incentive to catering to vituperative persons.
"No, Gashi. If you have something to say, I'm listening."
"You know this ******** guy Lucky? Let me swing on him already. I know you know him and all but he's really pissing me off."
That was the easiest way to start a problem. An eye of condescending indulgence was above; not even batting slightly to the plight that might be, Alpha. Was his feelings hurt by a joke or two? Maybe he needed to learn how to lighten up. "Oi oi, cool off hotshot. " Make his day. If that's what Alpha wanted, that was fine with him. It'd break the curse that had him chained down.
Their eyes were consistently daunting. Judging. Tough crowd huh? That they couldn't take a joke or two. Who was he to attempt another when neither of them seemed ready for wear. Especially her friend, who he ignored now for his own repentance. If Gashi was anything, it was honest to himself. He knew he was a piece of s**t. He knew just how low he stooped to make his own living bearable, but it was when others chimed to force his hand, did he do the same. Draggiing again, he'd flick what was left onto the ground while stomping it out. "Sorry."Come again? Did he just apologize? "For before. For goin' off on you when you ain't deserve it. And for now I guess." The smile on his features spoke to a sorrow, but not for anyone else but himself. Man, it really hit home when the drugs weren't working or the liquor didn't dull things."Treat her nice. She's a good girl. A really good one. Later."With hands in his pockets, he paced past the two. s**t. . How much lower could you go at this point.
Deecee Sama
Stormrider R.E.A.D.: 195 [ --- ]
Acceleration:[50 [---]] Strength:[145 [---]] Stamina:[16/25 [---]] Jump:[00 [---]] Air Time:[72.1]
It was another chill day off when Sae got that text from lucky. Her eyes would light up with glee. Her ATs were done and all ready to go. Time to go get her babies.
@Lucky: Be there soon. Thanks for the quick work on them!
After bumming a ride from a taxi, Sayuri would head off to the mall. The driver was a little sketch and was probably a little justified if some woman in a costume like this had asked for a ride to the mall. As long as he kept his hands to himself they would be a ok. The car pulled up to the mall and then would peel off the moment Sae stepped out of the car and walk forward. Her eyes would glance around the place while her hips swayed to the beat of that shitty pop song the speakers were pumping in the building. It wasn't long before she caught sight of Lucky...and Gashi. The person who liked and the person she would rather inhale concrete than talk to.
"There's my favorite girl." Sae said, strolling up to Lucky and giving here a sincere smile. Gashi got the typical treatment of being ignored until he addressed her or choked her unconscious. Whatever came first. Her azure eyes lingered on her form before catching herself and then moving back up to the girl's head. "Sorry. Old habit. I, uh...Treks?"
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What a ******** disappointment. With a sharp look to Lucky pleading with him his glare turned back to Gashi. "Tch." The click of his tongue powerful, he'd hit his cigarette hard. Teeth grinding out of frustration the death rider reframed, blowing smoke. "Whatever.." Muttering under his breath in a bitter manner Alpha turned away from the situation. Talk about ******** blue balls. This was the second time in the last half day where Alpha was stopped from going all out. He really needed to punch someone in the face.
Gashi giving an apology to Lucky Alpha didn't really give a ********. For all the death rider cared, Gashi could go ******** himself. Though that was due to the interaction he just had with the man. Asking Alpha to treat the tuner nicely before departing he'd respond with a middle finger."And today is my off day.." The cloud of anger starting to disperse within him he'd think out loud to himself.. "Great now that we got salty Ex boyfriend out of the way. Now I really need a drink. Can we go no-"Wanting to move on with the show before he punched everyone around him in a mile radius another entered the fray.
Blue hair woman strolling up to Lucky and company Alpha's Crismon hues glared at her. Really he was just looking her way. Due to the situation that just incurred his expression was clearly still pissed. Great another person. Just not a big fan of people at the moment the thought passed.
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Stamina used: 16
Wear used: 16%
R.E.A.D → [260] → Acceleration:[30] → Battle Strength:[180] → Stamina:[30]+[50 Stat Boost] → Jump:[20] → Air Time:55 → Reaction:55 → Air Reaction:50
F-Class Tricks: Cost one Stamina point to perform. E-Class Tricks: Cost one Stamina point to perform. D-Class Tricks: Cost two Stamina points to perform. C-Class Tricks: Cost three Stamina points to perform. B-Class Tricks: Cost four Stamina points to perform. A-Class Tricks: Cost five Stamina points to perform. S-Class Tricks: Cost ten Stamina points to perform. SS-Class Tricks: Cost fifteen Stamina points to perform King / Legend Class & Infinity Atmosphere Tricks: Cost twenty Stamina points to perform.
F-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 1% E-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 2% D-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 3% C-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 5% B-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 8% A-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 10% S-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 20% SS-Class Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 35% King Class & Infinity Atmosphere Tricks: Increase Air Trek Wear by 50%
C Rank: each trick uses 5 extra stamina B Rank: Each trick uses 4 extra stamina A Rank: Each trick adds extra 3 extra stamina S: Each trick uses 2 extra stamina SS: Each trick uses 1 extra stamina Legend/ King rank: Tricks B rank and up uses 1 extra stamina
