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Post by Gajeel Kurai on Apr 28, 2014 16:40:59 GMT -6
It had been years since Gajeel had left his home in the north blue. He had sailed the entirety of his own sea and a majority of the others looking for a challenge worthy of his fists. Yet not a thing caught the eye of the fighter from the secluded tribe. Sure he had a few close scrapes here and there, but nothing especially damaging. Any scratches he gained healed over, and despite his tough, bulky stature, he had the skin of a man who had never been in a fight for his entire life.
Recently however, during his time in east blue, he had ecountered a gang of pirates looking to cause trouble in a bar. Playing the honourable citicen, he decided to take them out, handing them over to the local authority on every island, the navy, something he had never actually through to do before as he always used his opponents just to test his own strength. What he gained in return was the odd question of his bounty, and if Gajeel wanted to collect on it. Confused, he asked the marines about it, and in return was offered a set of the latest bounty papers.
Sitting now, in a bar in loguetown, a beer mug in one hand as the other sorted through the papers he found it amazing. An actual number was given to the strongest pirates of the world, and he could even collect a reward for defeating them. It alarmed him that such a thing had never come to his ears before, especially in all his years of experiencing new things like Beer and Chocolate, not once had he heard of a bounty...
"Amazing..." He would say allowed, chugging back the last of his mug as he focused on the papers, picking out especially interesting ones.
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Post by Bunji Crosslove on Apr 29, 2014 12:32:06 GMT -6
I will hunt you down... Sitting right next to the loud, long haired wild looking man was the red haired swordsman of the broken chopsticks crew. However he did not have anything on his person that would make him a hostile, his swords were back on deck, and so was his one gun he still carried for just in case situation; yeah he knew he was dedicating his time to the blade but in this uncertain world he could not be too safe. Either way today he found himself relaxing, drinking a bit of ale letting the body just settle, and his mind wander in a fog of thoughts that had recently troubled the young swordsman. Such thoughts involved his Captain, sometimes Bunji would wake from his sleep to look around finding himself on the ship not believing that he was there; not believing that in his moment when he was stuck in the great pit it would be a young girl like that to pull him out. Bunji could not help but smirk as he sat at the bar setting his mug down, to think about it all; had he chosen her? Or was she purposely put in his path? Was this one of those cheesy meant to be stories?
Shaking his head he would once again chuckle to himself softly as he brought the mug up to his lips taking a sip of it, this was a confusing world as it was, and here he was burying himself with more thoughts. There were too many questions, and not enough answers; but either way Bunji was philosophical one, so he felt that there was a reason behind the events that led up to this. His crew was dead, he was lost on an Island self imposed exile, then out of the blue the East Blue to be exact emerged a red topped girl that seemed to spark an interest in him, and with all this he now found himself marching under the jolly roger of the broken chopsticks. "Too many questions, and definitely not enough answers" he would comment aloud letting his attention wander, and his hand to bring the drink up to his mouth once more.
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Post by Gajeel Kurai on Apr 29, 2014 15:32:43 GMT -6
Gajeel blinked as he heard the stool beside him gain a new owner as a red haired man with a messy mane sit down next to him. He seemed rugged and worn, but also having that wise look of the many elders of his tribe, someone who had seen something they perhaps did not wish to, but were all the stronger for it nevertheless.
"Too many questions, and defenately not enough answers."
Gajeel chuckled, showing his near fangs as he lifted his beer mug, or rather, his mini barrel, the hinged lid popped off for easy access and refills as he asked the barman to constantly fill this rather than provide him with a mug. "Well I got one answer for you pall. Beer. I've been drinking this stuff for 2 years now and my goals are all the clearer for it." He took a generous swig of his small barrel and wiped his mouth on his forearm with a hefty, but satisfied sigh, slamming the barrel down with a proud grin. "A man's true thoughts are revealed by this lovely elixer!~"
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Post by Bunji Crosslove on Apr 29, 2014 17:24:27 GMT -6
I will hunt you down... He would sip from his ale once more listening to the words that came from the stranger next to him, Bunji would eye the man in silence keeping quiet as he heard his words; he could not not help but smirk. He knew the man was right, with a soft chuckle the swordsman would set down the jug of ale letting it rest on the surface of the bar taking his hand from the handle of it he turned towards the man once more. "I agree with you there, but there are times when a mans secrets should remain obscured in the shadows where they lurk..." pausing for a moment Bunji took another sip of his drink, letting the sweetly brewed ale wash over his taste buds. With a satisfied sigh the man held his mug, looking down at the moisture drops that had formed on the surface of the mug "...because sometimes it is those secrets that reveal the greatest weakness. In my line o work, revealing weaknesses is a good way to get yourself killed" he commented glancing over at the man once more, with a smirk forming on his features.
"So tell me nameless adventurer, what is it you see so clearly thanks to your elixir?" he asked him curious pushing his mug aside he rested his elbows on the surface of the table letting himself get comfortable as he kept those red eyes focused on the man, his features were quite wild. Bunji could not help but feel like he was stepping into a bad situation here, but he ignored it figuring it was just his paranoia kicking in again; he needed good conversation with another aged veteran, and he may have found it. "What is your goal?" he asked outright staying quiet afterwards to give the man the time he needed to give him an answer to his question.
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Post by Gajeel Kurai on Apr 30, 2014 4:48:32 GMT -6
Gajeel gave a quiet chuckle at the red head's words, chugging down another mouthful or two of his own barrel of beer before pushing it to the side, looking over another few posters absentmindedly as he took in what he was saying. True, someone's secret could be their greatest weakness, but what did it matter if you said it to someone who would soon be too drunk to remember? "You talk pretty red head, but ya got a point..." He lingered a moment when the stranger said "In my line of work" implying he had a deadly occupation, but his words portrayed someone of greater education than the average pirate, at least to the mind of the feral Gajeel.
"My goal? HAH!" He let out a hearty chuckle, lifting his beer barrel to the bartender and motioning for him to take it and fill it up for him before he returned to the stranger beside him. "Goals are silly ideas you people make to give meaning to your life. Lemme tell ya a secret, there ain't no meaning to it, and there never will be, no matter what lie ya tell yourself." With the barrel returned to his hand he gave a flick of his wrist, the hinged lid falling back into place along with the metallic straw, taking sips rather than chugs now. "And I ain't just saying that cause I'm nearly drunk. Still, I suppose that isn't the answer you were looking for, so instead I shall give you this. I AM the strongest of the oceans blue, and the line grand. Be it now or in the future, there will be a day were that shall be known to all. My "goal" Is to get to that day as fast as possible." Laying his barrel down again he returned to his papers, lifting the face of a random, scarred pirate to the red's attention. "And these are as good a place to start making it fact as any."
He admitted to himself that everything he just said could be passed off as the ramblings of a drunkard, but in his heart he knew that if he put his mind to it, he could beat anyone on this ocean, no matter how strong. "And now you, show me what a goal is to a true man of the world."
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Post by Bunji Crosslove on Apr 30, 2014 14:50:14 GMT -6
I will hunt you down... Bunji listened quietly to the other man speak giving him all the space he needed to blabber on as he continued to enjoy the same drink he had from the moment he had sat down the red haired male would remain quiet, until it was his turn to talk. He had kept his eyes on the man just because they were talking so freely, did not mean he trust this individual. The man would eye the paper which the other man held up, it was then that Bunji realized what this man was. 'A bounty hunter' he would echo in his mind reading over the information of the scarred pirate which he was showing him, Bunji would be unable to contain the smirk on his features as he raised his mug one last time to sip the last of the ale he had been drinking. Setting down the now empty glass he would let out a sigh that rooted its origins in satisfaction. "So you are a hunter" he said with a simple tone ignoring the man entirely, Bunji would remain quiet his eyes glancing at the pile of papers every now, and then his mind wondering if his own wanted poster was amongst them.
It was then that he spotted it, his reflection amongst the many piles of papers it was half his face that was sticking out from under a pile of other bounties. Only a matter of time, so Bunji figured he would beat him to it, "The goals of a true man?" he echoed the same words the man had spoken in the form of a question. Bunji sat calmly, staying entirely quiet as he began to formulate an exit strategy but it was then that he decided not to even bother. He was stuck here, if he acted suspiciously he would condemn himself instead the pirate stood from his seat turning to face the man full body. "...the goals of men are many, for we all come from lands far, and wide. But I have no particular goal except for to chase my beacon...." Bunji smirked as his mind flashed an image of Yumi, "...a beacon that continues to be elusive, however to continue to chase my beacon I will need to survive this day" with that he reached for the mans pile of bounties drawing the one that had his face on it. Holding it up near his own face, Bunji would eye the wild looking man with his red eyes.
"Decide how to handle this my friend" he spoke to the man with a calm tone letting the paper drop from his hands allowing it to dance down to the ground below until it rested on the wooden floor which Bunji was quick to step on it then. Now the tension would rise, and the bounty hunter would decide what to do next...
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Post by Gajeel Kurai on Apr 30, 2014 15:10:40 GMT -6
The red headed stranger stood from his chair, Gajeel vaguely listening to his answer as the red head reached over and grabbed one of his papers, one holding the image of the stranger's own face and holding it next to the real copy. The paper dropped, and it took a moment for it to truly sink in to Gajeel. With a quiet sigh he shook his head, kicking his stool back and taking a heft swig of his barrel, wiping his mouth on his arm and supporting himself on the bar, seeming to not even look at the red head as he shoved his papers inside a bag that had lay beside him on the bar.
"I really liked the beer here..."
Standing side on to the red head, he would suddenly spin around counter clockwise, striking the red head accross the jaw with the back of his elbow, at first, a disgruntled grimace on his features, but soon replaced by a manic, near blood lust level of joy as he motioned with his hands for the man to give it his best shot.
"C'mon boy, show us I won't stop ya making that goal of yours, and I'll show ya that I'l reach mine."
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Post by Bunji Crosslove on Apr 30, 2014 19:42:41 GMT -6
I will hunt you down... Bunji had his eyes on the man for a reason, because he expected violence, and it was violence that he received watching the monumental movement of the wild mans body he would dash back pushing off the ground to make distance as he avoided the swipe that would have clocked him right on the jaw. With a firm landing Bunji would keep his hands at his side letting the man talk his spill before he himself smirked, normally he'd draw his sword or take out a pistol but he had neither at his disposal. Instead he would keep this melee, Bunji would chuckle as he stepped towards the man seemingly coming in with a wide hay maker like swing with his left hand but what he really was doing was swiping his hand across the surface of the bar catching his mug, and flinging it at the man's face. Whether the man blocked, hit it, or leaned back to avoid the mug that had been launched at him he did not care.
Because that attack in itself was a distraction meant to fool the mans senses, if it worked he would proceed with the following while the mug made its way to the mans face Bunji was coming in low keeping his knees bent as he closed the distance. Then with one single motion he pushed upwards his bent knees extending as they guided his moving body weight towards the mans stomach, both of Bunjis fist aimed to dig into the mans exposed stomach. If the attack was a success he would knock the man away, and hopefully force him to double over of course he had doubts on the latter seeing as this man looked fairly well built. Bunji was not very versed in the raw art of hand to hand combat, but his basic understanding of its tactics made it so that he could hold his own for the most part.
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Post by Gajeel Kurai on May 1, 2014 2:34:05 GMT -6
Well, this one was certainly light on his feet. Normally he was faster than any man who challenged him, but this red head dodged his spinning strike with ease, seeming to come in with a swipe of his own only to throw a beer glass at his face. There was of course one big error in his plan.
Gajeel's skills left him unmatched in a bar brawl.
Keeping his fists close to his chest he ducked under the flung mug, stepping forward, and, just as the two fists hit against his stomach, he swiped a fist across the face of the red head. The two fist strike that would have normally sent another man flying into the stools behind him hardly made Gajeel flinch. He had years of fights like these under his belt, he had honed reflexes, and above all, he was a powerhouse. As his swipe was made, whether it made contact or not, his second hand would quickly reach in, grabbing the man by his shirt, or his neck if he wore none, and seemingly with little issue, flung him into the middle of the room, crashing into a table.
"That all ya got red!?"
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Post by Bunji Crosslove on May 1, 2014 12:22:21 GMT -6
I will hunt you down... An exchange one that Bun had not expected, it was then that he realized just how strong this man was Bunji had to admit the bastard had a lot more weight on him, and a lot more power behind those swings. The punch was enough to actually stun Bunji long enough for the man to manage to grab hold of his cloak being yanked up off his feet the red head was soon finding himself flying across the bar, hitting a nearby table with considerable force. On impact the legs gave out snapping, and spreading the table itself popping into three pieces as Bunji found himself laying flat on the ground. He groaned as he moved around sitting up to look over at the man, a pulsing pain radiated from his back but he smirked anyways staring at the wild man who was now a few feet away. "Good with your fists there aren't ya?" he commented as he looked over to his sides noticing two long legs of the table, reaching over Bunji grabbed them both spinning them around a bit. If this guy was playing at his strengths then he would do the same...
Dashing forward Bunji moved his legs much faster as he closed the distance between himself, and the wild eyed man. Bunji would soon be within striking range the first stick came around with a horizontal swing aimed at the man's face however it as feint again it swept in short on purpose allowing the male to continue spinning picking up momentum, Bunji would come in low swiping the stick at the mans right knee with a horizontal swing. Whether this hit of was avoided the swordsman would follow up with the next move his spin came to a stop with a solid stomp, allowing his hips to turn with a quick acceleration his left hand thrusting the other stick forward aiming to push the blunt end into the man's chest. If that attack landed the swordsman would follow with another attack allowing a vertical downward swing to find its mark at the mans left shoulder hitting directly where the socket connects the joint.
Bunji was aiming to overwhelm this guy with a series of continuous strikes aiming to take out vital spots, of course he had just launched a four stream attack he would have to wait, and see the results of his assault.
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Post by Gajeel Kurai on May 2, 2014 7:14:13 GMT -6
"Heh, you ain't going down without a fight huh?" Gajeel gave a cocky grin as the table beneath the red head gave way, cracking into splinters as he landed hard against the floor beneath him. By now people in the bar had given them some room to battle. Being a town run by a yonkou, the people in the bar, rather than running, or joining in, chanted them on to knock eachother out. Gajeel was half sure at least one of the people in the crowd surrounding him was starting to take bets on who would win. He'd be sure to take his share once he was done with this guy. As soon as he spotted the man grab the table legs however, he instantly felt his own odds in that betting game go down considerably.
"Oi! Now that ain't fai-WOAH!" Before he could even finish speaking Gajeel had to step back, feeling the wind of table leg brush against his chest as he narrowly avoided the swing, stepping back again to avoid the spin. He felt like he may be able to handle this, afterall he did have some good reflexes, but as he reached in to go for a punch, a table leg struck him hard in to stomach, staggering him and leaving him open for the strike that followed, the hard wooden leg from the table dislocating his arm and bringing out a restrained grunt from the bounty hunter. Of course, he wouldn't let that stop him. He'd taken real sword strikes and fought on, one arm down or no, it twas but a scratch! "C'MERE!"
Reaching his right arm out as the other now hung from his shoulder, he gripped around the neck of the red head, bringing him in close and pulling him down, his left knee rising hard and fast to meet the pirate's chin, grinning and soon to follow up, hopefully having staggered the red head, he rose his own leg above that of the pirate, bringing it down fast and stomping it down into the floor of the bar, hopefully leaving him grinning and satisfied if he hit his mark.
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Post by Bunji Crosslove on May 2, 2014 15:44:42 GMT -6
I will hunt you down... Two out of four moves connected, that was better then nothing luckily for Bunji his own reflexes were quite honed he watched as the man reacted reaching out towards him the male would kick his foot on the ground pushing away from the mans reach. Bunji would avoid the attempt at being grabbed landing a few feet away, not that much of a distance but enough to put both of them out of the others striking distance. The crowd roared watching the quick exchanged between the two skilled warriors seemed to put the crowd into an uproar, Bunji could feel his very core vibrate with the roar of the crowd taking a wide stance with both legs in his hand he would smirk. "Fair?" he questioned, "....you aim to pummel me to the point where you can drag me to collect my bounty, and at the end of the day you think this is going to be fair?" he asked with a soft chuckle escaping him. "This is not a simple bar fight, this is what happens when a predator finds his prey, when he attacks, and finds out that his prey has fangs of its own...this battle is for survival, and if I need to break you to escape...." his hands tightened their grip around the legs of the former table. Red eyes narrowed into slits as the smirk faded replaced with a serious expression, "Then I will" he declared before, he relaxed from his stance.
Looking down at his makeshift weapons he would let them drop from his grip, the two legs hitting the ground with a solid thud that was washed out by the crowds confused whispers. Bunji raised his hands closing the open hands into tight fists, taking a stance Bunji remained silent standing there with a wide stance his hands spread apart, and ready. This time he was going to give this nameless man the benefit of attacking first, all while he waited to take his opportunity to counter. This was indeed a gamble on his end the man had shown to be quite resilient in battle, but maybe it was Bunji's ego that was coming into bloom pushing him to accept this man hand to hand in battle.
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Post by Gajeel Kurai on May 2, 2014 17:36:24 GMT -6
"Whatever you say fancy words." Gajeel grinned wide, baring his near fang like teeth and slamming his fist into his open palm, crunching his knuckles loud enough to even be heard over the crowd around them as he stepped forward. Looked like things might just get interesting in a second as the red head dropped the table legs. If he really wanted to go toe to toe with the iron head bounty hunter, he really didn't deserve the bounty on his poster.
With a quick pull of his arm, he relocated his arm and was ready to get back to business!
Getting within range, he stomped down his right foot, standing side on to him and reering his left arm back as his right covered his face, coming in hard with a powerful swing, hopefully staggering the pirate enough to come in for a second, lowering his right harm as the left switched to cover him, lifting up very quickly with a strong uppercut, trying to take down the red head as fast as he could at this point.
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Post by Bunji Crosslove on May 3, 2014 16:31:34 GMT -6
I will hunt you down... The man was charging again, Bunji would prepare his hand as he kept his hands ready when the man came in he would lean back slightly bringing his arms up to cover his face, when he did the fist connected pushing him back. Bunji would feel the numbing pain on his forearms, this guy had a lot of power behind those punches then came the second one the uppercut however Bunji was unable to defend against. When it hit, it snuck under his defensive arms connecting with his jaw the manes eyes widening as he felt the full force of the punch which knocked him back a few staggering steps. The red eyed male would stomp on the ground hard preventing his body from falling over, looking at Gajeel, he noticed just a few feet between them had been made thanks to his stagger after the punch. Bunji would recover feeling a little rocked still but able to find nonetheless, moving forward he approached the man this time ready to launch an attack of his own. Bunji brought the sole of his boot up to connect with Gajeel's lead leg.
Stomping down on the mans knee using this mans strong rooted legs as a propelling point Bunji would use the strong muscles of his stomping leg to use the knee as a step. Rising up he brought his left knee up with a quick jab at Gajeels face, whether he blocked it or not Bunji would come down with a quick descent aiming to perform one final attack, bringing a sharp downward knee to slam into the top of the mans head. If any of the three attacks landed Bunji would dash back giving Gajeel the space he needed, but also to find an exit out of here he was planning on running but the dense crowd gave him only one option...
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Post by Gajeel Kurai on May 3, 2014 18:00:48 GMT -6
YES! Gajeel grinned wide at the satisfying sound of his fist colliding with the underside of this guy's jaw. The pirate had a good guard to his first punch, but was wide open for the uppercut, sending him staggering back and, much to the bounty hunter's amusement, he seemed to be having a hard time standing too. Just a few more good hits and he'd probably have a bounty to hand in, and with the crowd surrounding them, he hardly had anywhere to go. Little did he know that the red head may have been close to going down, but he was far from being out, in an instant he was charged at, the red head stamping down on his knee and bringing a yell from the hunter as he tried to keep his knee bent, rather than giving under the sudden extra weight. He was about to swing in with his own punch when a knee hit him accross the jaw, both sources of pain now shooting through him.
Still, he powered through, and as the knee came back down, he reached up to grab it, leaving the pirate on one leg as his other hand gripped the man's shirt, using his elevated stance and lack of support to his own advantage, flipping the red head over them both and piling him headfirst into the wooden floor behind him, a roar coming from the crowd as Gajeel took a moment, glaring down at the red head and wiping some saliva from his lips.
"That...all ya got?"
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