Cobain heard sirens outside the club. She arched a brow and slowly walked to the front of the door. The bouncer wasn't there, but there were two thugs fighting with fists and knives.
"Holy shit." she hissed pushing through the crowd. She looked over to where the bouncer shouldve been standing, and noticed he was on the ground with stab wounds in his big chest.
"Jake." she whispered. She quickly walked up to the two fighting, then her eyes looked down the street to see the police car sirens flashing a few streets down. "Cops." she muttered.
She was quick, she grabbedone man by his leather coat and tossed him aside. The other man, started yelling in spanish. She shook her head, and charged at him. Her hand grabbing his wrist that held the switchblade, and snapped it sending him in shock. She then smashed his head hard hinto her boot.
She looked at the other man, getting up from the ground, she walked towards him swaying her hips. Before he could try to stab her, she kneed him in the groin. As the cops pulled up she eyed them and said. "Its taken care of, but we do need an amublance for Jake." she said cooly, and then returned inside.
::Jacope was still in the alley. He heard yelling and sirens but ignored it on a count that he is really drunk. He talk to his friend in spanish::
Jacope: Entonses yo estava en la casa en mi sittio pero codac vino y mato a mi mujer. Yo le voy a matar a ese inbesil y mi hijo me va quererr mas. come ese el club orita?
Name: Zakryu Ryoko.
Age: 19.
Sex: Male.
Occupation: Tiger Dragon Syndicate, Hit man.
Appearance🙁I'll post his picture soon.)
History: Mainly a quiet sort, Kyuu will remain calm even if say bulllets are streaming inches from his head. Born to a poor community, Kyuu moved towards crime as a way to recieve money and support his family. Seemingly doing well he came about to find his parent's home burned to the ground two skeletons resting inside. The people behind this incident have yet to be found out. Recently moved from Las Vegas Kyuu only remains in town to find any clues possible. He mainly sticks to a specific club hoping to find someone who knows of his parent's killers even if he still carries out orders from the Tiger Dragon Syndicate located in Las Vegas.
Stationed in the club as usual Zakryu stared quietly at the crowd. Same old people, this was seeming his usual routine. Wait to be called by the Syndicate while trying to find murderer's who hid quite too well. Hidden on the lining of his long white coat would be a custom made Ingram. The coat itself was his well-known signature. A white tiger curled around it ending with the claw just inches from his neck. He was well known for previous kills leaving a small kitten as a marking. He loved cats, seeing as they were noble and worshipped in ancient times. Black hair trailing just below his ears he pushed his bangs out of his eyes. Zakryu watched Cobain take a seat at the bar as well simply ignoring her. He had seen her here plenty of times as well. Nothing much, she was a pretty good in the security department. He stared quietly waiting for the bartender to give him his ordered drink. The ingram in his coat pocket remained perfectly hidden as usual. He could draw it out at any moment though thanks to his skills. He would turn quietly to Cobain quietly speaking up. "Hope you are having a pleasant afternoon."
Amarick, frustrated with bieng treated like a child, sat down on the feather indian still when she was taken away from her fan. She crossed her arms under her chest. " Don't expect me to do anything I don't want to"The hand she used to control metal started to ack in pain for some reason. She continued to glare at the women for a few moments, ignoring it, but evantually on thier flight back Amarick pull her glove off. Her hand was bruised so badly she could hardly move it. She had already learned that whatever she was in control were to be dinted or destroyed she would also get a ounce of the pain. But this was to much, she had never been hurt this much. Amarick kept her hand from Shinto's sight so he wouldn't worry. She quickly put her glove back on and held her hand at her side.
After a few beatings to Oogeki Youko turned towards Shinto and Amarick watching for a second. "Hrm..you two should really sleep you know. Can't face what I want you too if you aren't fully rested. I mean look, Shinto's already asleep." At a brief wave of her hand she would control the oxygen around Shinto's head making it extremely light. Eyes drooping Shinto fell backwards landing lightly. At that she would fix the oxygen around his head returning it to normal. She had basically forced Shinto to sleep staring at Amarick now. "You know he wouldn't have slept until you did. I doubt you are going to either so would you like me to assist you then?"
Amarick staired at Youko for a few seconds. " Messing with the air wont faze me. I guess you can say I have lungs of steel. I don't go down that easily." She said wincing every now and then from the pain beating in her hand like a heart beat. Appiarently, when the woman crushed the car and planes, she crush Amarick's hand in the process and without nowing she could." I can go without rest for days and, besides, I don't trust people whom I've just met. Your going to have to deal with that." Amarick looked down at the sleeping Shinto and sighed. She wished he wouldn't worry about her so much, it made her a bit uncomfortable. Amarick then looked down the other way at the ground, she had never seen a place like this before, where was Youko taking them?
Originally posted by Chaosbark
Stationed in the club as usual Zakryu stared quietly at the crowd. Same old people, this was seeming his usual routine. Wait to be called by the Syndicate while trying to find murderer's who hid quite too well. Hidden on the lining of his long white coat would be a custom made Ingram. The coat itself was his well-known signature. A white tiger curled around it ending with the claw just inches from his neck. He was well known for previous kills leaving a small kitten as a marking. He loved cats, seeing as they were noble and worshipped in ancient times. Black hair trailing just below his ears he pushed his bangs out of his eyes. Zakryu watched Cobain take a seat at the bar as well simply ignoring her. He had seen her here plenty of times as well. Nothing much, she was a pretty good in the security department. He stared quietly waiting for the bartender to give him his ordered drink. The ingram in his coat pocket remained perfectly hidden as usual. He could draw it out at any moment though thanks to his skills. He would turn quietly to Cobain quietly speaking up. "Hope you are having a pleasant afternoon."
Cobain turned to see Zakryu, and smiled. He was a usual around this club. She took a sip of her Long Island, "Other than the two gangster stabbing my bouncer. Everything is swell." she replied. She wasn't sure what he did for a living, but she knew it was dangerous. Her boss wouldn't tell her what he did. Her Boss never told her much, except for who to kick out.
::Jacope X Falls asleep on his bed in Xrealm after flyin there. He puts the pillows over his headf and falls asleep in deep comfort. He dreams of fighting codac and How Jacope kills him. He grabs his sword, holds it up and impales codac. He smirks and is very happy that he avenged the death of tanya. Jacope X turns around and get slashed in the face by a ninja. He wakes up sweating. He takes out his knife and leaves his fortress. He sleeps in his every day clothes so he dosent wear any type of night wear. Jacope walks out and goes to the center. Its a place were the army of X-realm plan wars. JAcope takes a second sword and bazooka. He leaves xrealm goin through the portal and makes it to earth. Its midnight and the streets were so quite. Jacope whispered to himself making sure no one was around. He plants a bomb on the ground that will wipe everything out if codac comes. He leaves and tries to get away as far as he can. He gets very lonsome all of a sudden so he teleports to the country his parent generated from, PERU. Jacope goes there and its night. He walks around to find people in the village. He helps them and talks to them for awhile. He does this everywhere and he is doing this for the elder gods orders. Bringing peace to earth. Jacope walks around the jungles and camps there.::
Zakryu's white trench trailed down along the bar seat as a black leather shirt rising up ending at his chin only made his emerald eyes stick out. He listened quietly fully aware of the incident that had taken place before speaking up. "Cowards attacking Jake like that..." He ran a finger through his black bangs before giving his head a tilt in a specific direction. "You know..that guy wasn't the only cheater here. That man near the corner just under the B32 camera recorder has been counting cards for the past thirty minutes." He was fully aware of the security system here as well being associates with the owner. The owner would never had let him stay here from time to time if he wasn't one of the highest ranking in the Tiger Dragon Syndicate. "You know..i'll take this one Cobain-san..." He rose quietly as his white trench breezed easily. The man was at a complete unaware simply laughing at what he was doing. Zakryu waited quietly just behind the man as one of his 'friends' pointed him out. The man turned simply calling Zakryu one word. "Wet back." Insults was something that would make this tiger maul. Eyes flashing a quiet rage he knew full and well he was going to kill this man. "..Gentleman I would like to see all four of you outside. This nice accomadation doesn't associate with cheaters." The men only laughed as the ring leader withdrew an automatic pistol. Placing it to Zakryu's head he only laughed. "I'm not afraid to kill you wet--" The man's sentence was cut off as Zakryu had brought his palm connecting with the man's wrist. White bone protruding from the man's arm he only tried letting out a scream. Extending his hand he would cut the man's scream off with a vicious palm to the throat. The other men simply had run while Zakryu fixed his trench. Noticing a splash of the man's blood along his face he didn't bother with it gripping the man at the front of his shirt. Dragging him towards the front of the club he tossed the man letting him slide along the wet cement. Rain drizzling now Zakryu stepped out as blood slowly trailed from where it had spilled soaking his black locks. All that would be heard was the sound of a three-bullet burst followed by the door opening again. Zakryu quietly walked back to his seat beside Cobain straightening his trench again. "Bothersome.."
Maru Finished his picture of a sword and put his notebook away Getting up he accidently bumped Jacope.He kept walking.Why should he have to appologize for bumping some guy who had his chair out too far?he walked out and walked up the street.His red trench coat blew in the wind.His silver hair waved lazily in the wind as well.