Ark 20 Episode 103: Returning The Favor

Day In Le Life
Yumi laid in bed, though it wasn’t her bed…she refused to call it her bed as her current living situation was an apartment curtesy of Dog Bite…it wasn’t half bad in all honesty, the man had the money and the means to give her a pent house but what the fuck would she need that for? “Doctor said a week.” Kinta began that bullshit again as he poured her a hot cup of herbal tea mixed with god knows what. “I’m not staying here for a whole week. While I rest, my opponents get stronger and I become weaker.” She takes the cup and sips at the drink, letting it warm up her insides. The swelling on her jaw had subsided and she wasn’t missing any teeth…well no her back molar was gone now but she didn’t need it anyway. Kinta sits on the edge, watching her calmly before speaking with a patient tone. “It wasn’t a fair fight, Dog Bite should have known better than to put you up against a yakuza boss.” The cup goes flying as his shirt is grabbed and he’s pulled forward in a rough manner. Their noses press together as she glares heatedly at him and snaps. “Do not think that fight wasn’t fair. There are times you win and even more times when you will lose and I was meant to lose that fight. There was nothing un fair about it I held my own like I was supposed to.” She shoves him back and throws the covers off of her, in boy shorts and a tank top. Just thinking about Dog bite interrupting like that made her angry. Kinta adjusted his wrinkled shirt and sighed, offering his hand to help her up but she ignored it and did so herself, watching out for the shattered porcelain cup on the floor. “I suppose just your healing alone would speed up the process but speeding it up doesn’t mean you’ll do it correctly.” His words go ignored as she sits down in front of the dresser and inhales deeply, her bandaged knuckles igniting with a dazzling blue flame. She brings up her left hand towards the healing jaw and begins to massage the fire in to her skin, letting out a relieved sigh as the pain begins to subside little by little. She would work her way down her body as best she could alone until Kinta was behind her with a warm towel. He placed it on the smaller bruises she paid no mind to as the flames around her fingers were more behaved, gentle even as it licked at her wounds that it could heal in moments. While she worked on the task at hand, her mind would begin to wander back to the match with her opponent. Conner Ryoji. He looked rather young and though he did come at her like some hot shot, there was something about the way he carried himself…a sort of light air around him, he wasn’t what she expected when Dog bite mentioned a newbie yakuza boss in the ranks making waves. He had been an excellent opponent a true lover of the fights…she could respect that. But Yumi was not one to praise a fighter so highly, no instead of simply saying out loud ‘Man he is a good fighter’ the annoyance of being defeated over powers that and she lets her temper loose once more as her flames shift from blue to a dangerous red inferno and she yells. “FUCKING RYOJI! That fucker is dead!” Her elbow shoots back as she makes a tight fist towards the mirror attached to the dresser, Kinta trying to stop her but once again he is ignored as she punches the poor object shes locked on and the pieces go flying, the man shielding himself from the sharp material. “Yumi! Stop destroying the furniture!! Find your happy place!!” He shrinks back when she turns to him, her eyes glowing in malice as her hair floats above tense shoulders. “MY HAPPY PLACE IS SEEING RYOJI IN A PUDDLE OF BLOOD! Tell me my pyro kinetic aint good enough!? Call me toots?! I’ll burn him to a black shriveled crisp! ” She sets herself a blaze as things begin to burn, Kinta cursing the day he was placed to watch her. Seriously, anything could set the woman off and he wasn’t getting paid enough to deal with this shit! “Calm down, you’ll light the curtains on fire again!” “I HATE BEING CALLED TOOTS!” Another crash is heard and Kinta starts praying to whatever God will listen.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?list=PL-pefX0S_yK8OSLbTAX24xKNn8D_PIWMN&v=WjWn8FMZMag ) Early   morning. Noon. Connor’s eye shot open as he looked at the ceiling of the shack he lived in. He looked over to the left and right seeing his usual bed room, that he and kodi shared. He inhaled and sighed…he’d sit himself up, touching on his wounds and yawns. They weren’t there anymore. To his disliking Washi had started making Connor’s healing factor take precedence in his sleep. Connor hated this, because he liked having bruises and scars, but aparantly being a “Kaicho”   you have to look the part. Connor resented this but rarely fought it. He stood up from his bed, in his spongebob boxer shorts, stretching his arms out and yawning. Washi would appear next to him in his ghastly human form, wearing a red trench coat, orange sunglasses and yellow hair. (how he looks http://operationrainfall.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/12/Trigun-Vash-Finale.png ) He fixed his sunglasses and approached Connor. “So has your mindset changed any at all?” Connor strutted into the kitchen. “About what?” opening the refrigerator, and grabbig a carton of orange juice, downing it as quick as he grabbd it. “About persuing dog bite?” “oh no that’s still a thing. That’s stil a definite guaranteed thing. I just have to…as King would put it..play by the rules is all.” Connor squished the orange juice carton in his hand tossing it to the forewinds of the living room and clenching his fist. “And that red haired girl is the key to it all. She knows more than what she lets on. I don’t fee like someone of her stature is there of her own accord. Call it a hunch. But eh.” Connor would belch loudly before rubbing his stomach. Wash sighing and talking to him. “Well if anything Connor, you can’t   just waltz into his factions and start knocking shit down too and fro. It doesn’t work that way in the yakuza world, you have to play by the rules of things. I mean legit. Not finding loopholes.” Connor would head into the bed room, looking for an old shirt. He’d take the yellow shirt and begin ripping it up into shreads and laying the shreds out on the dresser table. “I’ve done my research. Dog Bite owns a string of fight clubs know as the “U Clubs.” He has branches of them all over district 1 & 2. It’s gonna take a while but….” Connor would begin to wrap the yellow shirt around his head and eye area, having long tails flowing from the wrappings. “I’m gonna hit em where it hurts. Cleaning out all of his fight clubs and defeating his best, until I take every bit of money he’s got…the fair way. Under an assumed identity. When this happens he’ll send his best my way again…and that’s when I’ll see if she can help me out uninterrupted this time.” Connor would begin digging through old clothing he and kodi both shared. He found a tight fitting green shirt, with some black fingerless gloes….the shirt was too tight and ended up splitting down the middle in a “V” which wasn’t exactly a bad thing it helped the look. Finding some matching pants, and a pair of black high top converses, Connor would strike a fighting pose in the mirror while further explaining his intentions. “I’ll be…..the Kung Fu Kid. And I’ll get back at him at his own game. Then I’ll find out what he’s really been doing!” Washi had a “-_-“ look on his face. “Connor. ...the outfit though? How are you supposed to hide your chi?” Connor shurrged. “Chi pills. I’ll still have my natural abilities as a Hanyo n shit. I’ll be at a disadvantage what the fuck is the fun if I tank everything!” Washi would sigh. “Just be careful out there.” Connor beat his chest with his fist. “I got this.”



Fucking Up The Rap Game
Over the course of 2 weeks time, Connor infiltrated the ranks of the Inugami clans fight clubs known as the “U club” Connor fought and tore his way through countless amounts of fighters, some mid tier, and some who were much stronger than others…by this two week period, Connor was exhausted, beginning to feel the effects of having to consistently battle at a handicapped disadvantage againt other fighters much stronger than himself only having his martial arts and physique to rely on for the entirety of the battles. Through tenaicity and endless amounts of red bull he perservered, eventually working his way up the circuit and reaching the number 2 spot, taking thaousands and thaousands of dollars from Dog Bites pockets with each fight. Connor’s fatigue would show and star to show..but it was finally coming. A few hours before the big fight with Yumi. Connor would be at home, sleeping, and quite hard for that matter. Only using his healing factor in portios to fix broken bones and what not,   he decided to focus on pure meditation to make sure he was mentally and physically ready for this. On the other hand, Dog Bite was growing more and more irritated with this “Kung Fu Kid.” He’d grown increasingly pissed that someone was dominating his fighting circuit that wasn’t under him. he was loosing money and he wasn’t happy….which lead to him putting his efforts more into the wepaons manufacturing he was currently doing wth the light force technology. He didn’t have much of it due to his efforts being stoped by the vigilante web strider and The Ronin…but he was still able to make some form of prophet. Dog Bite had made sure that Yumi was at every fight this “Kung Fu Kid’ had attended, so she’d know what she’d be up against in the long run of things. Connor ‘s chi hidden and his appearance changed, even so much as using strictly the five style fist of kung fu to keep his original battle style hidden…limiters and handicaps to achieve his goal and it was that much closer.

At this point, Dog Bite would be sitting across the table form Yumei, a small glass of burbon in his hand, and his gas mask proiminantly on his face. They were at the biggest club of his circuit by this time. The grand stage was set, and all that was needed was her to preform. Dog Bite sat the glass down and looked at her. “I’m sick….of this guy already. I’ve lost more money to him, than I’ve gained…and it’s sickening me to the pit of my stomach. It’s on you now Cheery bomb…I want this problem dead do you hear me? No excuses, no fuck ups…you kill that bastard. I want all of my money back. That Ryoji kid’s probably laughing his ass off right now….but all will be well when I take back every penny this clown owes me. “ Dog Bite would grip the glass cracking it a bit “Head to the back and start getting ready…I’m gong up to the VIP Section.” Dog Bite would leave his glass there on the table and head out. Meanwhile…Josh, Sunny, and Jeannie, all apart of Connor’s Shinpaku Federation would be dressed in disgusies. Josh recording the fights prior with his PDA and smirking thinking aloud. “This plan was BRILLIANT! STARTING A LONG TERM BEEF WITH ANOTHER YAKUZA MEMBER WAS GENIUS!” Sunny would adjust her red haired pony tails behind her ears, and close his eyes behind her glasses. “I don’t know…I fee like the reprecussions of all of this are going to come crashing down. A lot harder than any of us care to imagine..I don’t like it one bit.” Jeannie would look around nervous. Her brunette locks shivering along with her. “All this smoke and alchol everywhere….i hate it! it’s killing my asthma!” Josh would wave her off. “Quiet heathen! You know nothing about! This has not only brought US prophet, but he’s actually playing mind games with a Boss! Haha! We’ll get street cred off the charts for this!” “Yeah…or get shot.” Sunny looked around at the multiple men wearing gask mask   around the establishment….one wrong slip and a gang war was immenant.

Preperation
Over the course of 2 weeks, Yumi hid herself from the arena, only going to it to watch some up and coming guy who no one has ever heard about before. Regardless of if they were newbie or not she was always interested to see a new fighter do his best. When she wasn’t ordered to watch the fights, she herself was training in the basement of one of Dog bites warehouses, Kinta always by her side to make sure she didn’t blow up the establishments though he kept at a distance as she enjoyed manipulating the temperature of the room she’s in to a scorching hot degree as sweat would leave her body, drips landing on the cement floor. Currently all her weight was carried by the edge of two fingers as she placed her right arm behind her back, her legs closed and her toes pointed straight up as she balanced herself a top a perfect sphere as she does her best to keep it from rolling under her, keeping her position as straight as could be. Pure concentration and dedication kept her on that small sphere for a total of 3 days, Kinta would come to check in on her every now and then just make sure she hadn’t somehow killed herself by temper alone but it seems this exercise was helping. Pyro techniques aside, she would condition her muscles in rigorous training methods not meant to see the light of day again for the dangerous possibility of death but she would not falter because of some fear of ones demise. When Dog Bite told her of the news that Kung Fu dude or whatever made it to her, she tilted her head to the side. ‘This guy must be pretty good if he hasn’t lost a match. Maybe this is a good time to put my training to use.’ She thought to herself as she sat with her boss and watched him get annoyed. Now she really liked this guy, she’d never seen Dog Bite so ticked off but she would not show amusement as he gave her the order. Kill huh? She hated killing an opponent because Dog Bite would tell her to, the whole point of fighting was to see who the better fighter was but you lived to fight another day and get better. In a perfect world, that would be how it is but it isn’t. She had a debt to pay and Dog Bite wanted this fuck face dead so she would do as she was told. Much to her dismay….standing up from her seat she nods in response. “Fine.” Turning away, she makes her way to the back rooms to prepare, placing her hair up in to a pony tail, Kinta appearing beside her. https://yy1.staticflickr.com/4066/4468875691_aacdccff7d.jpg “You seem to be in a better mood.” He began but she waved him off. “ I can’t put my finger on it but for some reason I’m looking forward to this match.” The man would raise his brow in pleasant surprise. “Really? Now I’m worried….why do you worry me?” Once more she waves him off with a shrug of her shoulders as they enter a room meant to get ready. Pulling off her shirt she tosses it to the side and unzips her black bag, pulling out a roll of bandages as Kinta takes them from her and sits her down on the bench. She is topless, her c-cup breasts bouncing lightly before the man begins to wrap the bandages around them to keep them tight to her chest. Speed was everything tonight, power and viciousness but most importantly control. Speed and control….she raises her arms up so he can finish the task before handing her what was left so she could use it on her knuckles. Though she was preparing for this fight, her mind was wandering off to other places…she was growing tired of being Dog Bites fighter, at the rate he had her going she would never advance to anything but she had no one to rely on nor did she really want anyone to help her out of this situation…she did not know how to settle her debt with the boss, all she knew was how to fight and that was what he needed from her. But for how long…she brings her fingers up to her bangs to push them out of her eyes. “Until a better fighter takes me out…” Of course, she should have seen it from that stand point, she would never settle her debt Dog bite would use her until another fighter perked his interest and she’d be taken out. Like a rat caught in a trap, she had nowhere to turn to and Kinta took notice of this. “If you run he’ll find you. The police will find you. Which one would you prefer take you in?” Yumi stares in front of her as she rubs the back of her neck and exhales slowly. “I don’t run. I take things head on. My moment with Dog bite will come…you better not get in my way.” Kinta watches her before sighing. “You’re so troublesome.” He turns and makes his way out of the room so she could finish, the fight would soon be starting.

The Big Night!
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xeDYxr3mZPA&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl&index=28 ) Connor would be in his   own locker room at this point having finally left the house in order to arrive on time a ghostly image of washi appeared once again, only visible to other onihoruda, but who ever else was honestly around, wouldn’t much matter since connor was minding his own business. “Well Connor this is it. You sure you don’t have any second thoughts?” Connor remained silent before shrugging. “It’s to late to back out now. I have to get him out of the syndicate…the moment he gets caught. The KPD will crack down on the Fire Flower Syndicate…thus resulting in another disbandoment of the Yakuza Clans. We don’t’ need a bad rep, when we don’t even do that many bad things. He’s playing Russian roulette here and that’ snot what we need in this organization.” Washi would tilt his head to the side a bit. “You couldn’t just tell king directly?” Connor shook his head no. “I have to prove to king that I’m a real Kaicho who can handle his business. I won’t burden king with this, when I know damn well I can expose him. to have a strong chain, you get rid of the bad links…call me the maitence man in ths case.” “…..that was lame and you know it” Wahsi’s ghostly form would disperse back inside of Connor. “…fuck you.” Connor laughed   bit making his way to the back. He’d put on his get up, careful to have not been seen on his way inside, dawning the green and yellow spandex suit with high top shoes. He’d look at himself in the mirror, trying to imagine how his father felt dressing up as a vigilante. Connor could never exactly see the beauty of it himself, but he did have to admit this get up was pretty fucking cool. He’d make his way out of the locker room, taking a chi pill on the way out. Heading up and down the hall he’d pass the womens locker room where yumi resided, Connor would deepen his voice, having control over his muscles I a sense, in order to speak, sounding like a grown man in his 30’s. “Good luck out there Cherry Bomb.” Connor continued his way down the hall making his way out to the walk way where   the ring was. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=853V6lpOP4I&index=33&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl ) Dog Bite sat in the highest point of the place in a glassed off balcony, with two girls messasging his chest, looking over the ring as the music started to play for Connor’s introduction. As the music played the annoucerman, rather sharply dressed, would begin to speak. “Welcome folks to the be all end all U circit tournament championship! We’ve had a rousing competition these past two weeks but the match you’ve been waiting for is HERE! Introducing first up the man from nowhere, origins unknown, but what is known is his kung fu mastery! Here he is! THE KUNG! FU! KIIIIIIIIIIIIIIID!!!” Connor would step out and throw his arms up! smiling and nodding to the crowd, before walking towards the ring with a pep in his step so to speak. He made it down to the ring, and stepped inside of the large caged off arena. He’d walk to the opposite side of the ring, and begin clap his hands together bowing politely to all sides of he ring. He’d then stand with his hands behind his back and await his opponent. “…..I fucking hate this. I wanna show boat! Gah! I wanna be known so baaaaaaaaaad….but I must   be vigilant.” Connor would wait paitently. Sunny, Josh, and Jeannie would be in the crowd. There would also be another figure in the backs of the darkest corners of the club, wearing a long black trench coat with his dark hair covering the rest of his face. The match was about to begin. The steaks were high and the chips were all in place. Dog bite swirled his drink in anticipation for just how this would go.

Yumi stood up as she gazed down at her exposed feet…she stopped wearing her boots during matches so that she could harden her hits. 6 years of hitting solid objects with her elbows, her knees and her feet had stoned them up and the last 2 weeks she found they were exceptionally stronger. Suddenly her attention is brought towards her opponent passing by her room and wishing her luck. She blinked, surprised by this and she rushes out of her room to watch him leave. “You as well.” She said even if he hadn’t heard her. She frowned, finding the man to be a bit odd but who was she to judge someone who had gotten this far. Her long locks of red were held in place by her hair tie as it swayed like a cats tail behind her, vibrant blue hues shifting between the audience and the arena after she places a white shirt on her, the cloth still wrapped around her breasts tightly. She is announced as she steps up to the giant arena, lifting her arm up to give the people a light wave and a nod of her head but that was about it as she stopped some yards away from him. She shuts her eyes slowly and inhales a quick cool breath of air, holding it as she begins to warm up from the inside. Exhale, inhale, exhale and so on…the sound of the yells and screaming is blocked out and when her eyes snap open, she locks on to her target…the man in yellow and green, the one she would have to destroy. The bright lights shinning in on them and them alone buzzed loudly but not enough to drown out the people, only hide them in the dark as they were all faceless. She brings her right foot back, shifting her shoulders to the side as she faces him, her arms extending out as her fingers curl in to fists, the bandages making a gripping noise. There were no need for words, at least that's what she was thinking, she did not know how he liked to start a match, for all she knew he could be a cocky talker but she was not. The outline of her body begins to glow red as her chakra begins to leak out and with a couple of slight bounces she goes rushing to him, launching herself by the flames that ignite under her feet as she is sent towards him like a rocket, cutting through the air as she yells out, bending her forearm to extend her elbow out in an animalistic strike to his face, if it connects, the elbow would feel like a steel canon digging in to his cheek bone that would send his head reeling as her left arm goes shooting to the other side of his face for a ferocious haymaker to his temple and if she was uninterrupted her forehead would be the next to assault him in a headbutt, throwing her body forward with a quick heel lunge to add to the power as a CRACK would be heard if their heads would connect, her jaw tightening as she had prepared for the impact. Kinta watches from the side lines, giving a rather worried expression to the two fighters in the ring…Over the course of time he had been assigned to stay with her, he had learned some things about the fiery red head and as he sees her move like a demon with a vengeance he shifts his eyes over to Dog Bite. Would things go down like the boss wanted to? For Yumis sake he hoped so….

Cherry Bomb Vs The Kung Fu Kid!
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k4fpxI_wINI&index=113&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl&shuffle=24955 )As her body began to glow, what left of Connor’s chi could feel a strong presence from her…completely devoid of it all he’d had was his physique and Chinese martial arts. Having to sacrifice a lot of his classic and favorite combinations, he’d have to inevitably deal with it and fight her like she was while trying to convince her that she was on the wrong side…but she was a stubborn and prideful one. much like himself and he hated it, and was now aware why he was such a lonely little brat back in the earlier days. Connor would inhale and exhale, taking a breath in through his mouth and exhaling it through his nostrils, tucking his arms by his sides. He’d then cross his arms over his chest, drawing his left arm back and horizontal so his fist would cover his chin, while extending his right hand in a frontal fist, before drawing his right hand back I a semi circle and turning his body side ways towards her extending his left arm as well, both his hands in a blade like shape. His fingers pressed together as he eyed her down.



”Cherry wait. We need talk. I don’t have much time to explain, but you should know some things aren’t going as you think in this match tonight.” Connor would continue using the fake voice he’d come up with earlier, while attempting to put even more pressure on her arm from this position, so much so, if he pushed to break her arm, he very well could, but he wasn’t trying to put her down per say, merely communicate with her. How she took it was on her, as was her response as well.

The guy was good! Her lips quirked in to a smirk for a split second as he made fast work and caught her arm in a lock, bringing her down to her knees. Her eyes narrow as she does indeed kneel before him as to reduce the tension he is putting on her fist though the moment he does so, her arm would ignite to a high temperature enough so that it could bubble and cook a persons flesh in third degree burns if they were to continue to hold on and if he were to let go, she would use this position on her knees to slam her hands down and do a leg sweep the back of her right heel would go flying towards him to kick his feet up from under him. She had heard what he said and in the split second she made her move, she was also debating what to do on this new development. Who the hell was this guy?? But in the back of her mind she knew, a fighter never forgets her rival and Conner Ryoji was her rival now! Her eyes would light up as she snarls at him and prepares for the next assault if the sweep was successful and he would be in the process of falling, she would straighten herself up with a soaring knee to the side of his ribs. “YOU BASTARD!!!” This bastard was messing with her wasn’t he?! He was FUCKING WITH HER! She hadn’t wanted to kill him before but now he pushed her too far! Kinta watches and then gives a sort of confused expression as she is seen yelling something. Her anger was beginning to show as she blinks and wonders what the hell just happened to make her snap.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5yeLINo-7H4&index=86&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl )Connor could see that her flames began to ignite violently and trying to fight it for as long as he couldn’t, he couldn’t’ hold on anymore! He’d release his girp, his hands now raw of flesh, and pink achieving a nice second degree burn on his palms that had an everlasting sting to it. Connor shook his heads off, but was unprepared for the leg sweet while doing so! He’d fall backwards, flat to his back, or so he’d think he would until he found himself met in the rib cage with a roaring knee! Connor spurted blood from his mouth, through gritted teeth, being sent across the ring in a tumble. He’d roll, before getting back up to his knees, and spitting the blood out on the mat. Connor would wince closing one of his eyes. Judging by the malicious intent in those hits, and the name calling, Connor would scowl. “Damn…I guess I can’t change up that much now can i.” Dog bite took notice of this…watching the cherry bomb and the mysterious fighter go at it. he was happy to see him in pain..hoping she’d put him down already and end this cycle of money loss! Connor would hold his right hand out towards her. Keeping his voice up so no one else would at least realize the ruse, even though she had “Listen! This isn’t a fucking game! I know why dog bite has you…I’ve got sources! Hear me out! I know dog bites been working with a group of supervillains to smuggle and distribute weapons to lower life thugs and gangs! That’s not good for anyone, especially the entirety of district 1! I know you know who I am, but would you just fucking LISTEN?!” Connor would begin to circle her, holding his right hand out and keeping on the defensive. The crowd was growing restless wanting to see more action ensue. Connor couldn’t give up the rouse, and decided to charge her! He’d approach her at a stead fast speed! Throwing 3 tiger claw strikes starting with the left, the right, then the left for the last one. each claw if it connected was aimed at her rib cage and her chest, and would leave 3 bloody claw streak marks on her person if she took them! Each hit would be thrown weather it was blocked or not, in an attempt of course as interruption is possible. Connor would follow this up with a spin, attempting to duck down and use both of his hands in a tiger claw like fashion, to put 6 claw marks on her right calf, about half an inch deep! If this connected not only would her leg feel a tad bit numb, but it’d be hard for her to support her weight on that leg. He’d attempt to close his combination off, with a double dragon palm, aimed at the pit of her gut! Throwing this as he’d clap the base of his hands together to achieve this and if it connected, shed’ have a double   pam print in the middle of her stomach and her body would be sent flying back against the cage wall, with a terrible stomach pain that would feel like a cannonball had shot her point blank! All the while connor was throwing these attacks he’d continue to speak. “You’re not trapped you know! I can take this guy down, but I need you to be my confirmation about his activities! I know he takes   you everywhere! Help a guy out here! REALLY would rather WORK with you instead of fighting you!” Josh would grit his teeth looking up at the VIP section. “Damn, this is bad!” Jeannie and Sunny looked at josh. “ I’m using my mental chi to focus I on their lip movements and draw out the crowds noise..i think she knows. If she knows…Dog Bite might figure it out before long. That we don’t need, she’ll fuck up the plan if she doesn’t cooperate!’ Josh would slam his fist on the table. Realizing the stakes. They were in enemy territory and outmatched heavily. But then a smile crossed his face. “And that’s exactly what I’m counting on.” Sunny tilted her head. “Josh, what or who did you call?” Josh would scratch the tip of his nose with his finger and close his eyes smiling. “Just a favor someone owes e. none the less if this gets TO big, I don’t even know how it’ll get handled.” Jeannie was coughing her lungs up from the bad air. “B-but what about the politics behind it! Kaicho’s CAN’T interfere in other events! If it gets out it’s connor king might kick him from the syndicate!” Josh smiled looking at Connor. “He knows the risk…but..we have to trust him! he’s the leader for a reason. He knew the risk. Plus we had a long talk before hand about what to do…for a hot head he’s smarter than he lets on.”

When she drew first blood, something inside of her lit up like the flames had as she feels satisfied seeing him in pain. Why was he putting up a charade? Why bother, if he wanted to fight her again why not just say so? There was space between them and as she is about to charge, he places his hand up in defense and she pauses, frowning….he wasn’t fighting at his best, why the fuck not?! “Fight me!!” But he kept his distance, talking instead of throwing down and she was beginning to lose it but she would hear him out. He knew why she was in the clan huh?? Resources? Just what was he getting at? Why did she matter in his plans to take him down? There were too many questions running through her mind and not enough fists to jam down his throat. When the mention of thugs and gangsters with cheap illegal guns comes up though her eyes widen slightly…that did spell trouble for her district. ‘Old man….’ The image of an older gentlemen smiling down on her distracted her and she gets angry, tightening her fists as she smacks her teeth. “Wha-“ But before she could respond to all of this he charged at her! Damnit what the fuck was his angle?! She barely had enough time to dodge his tiger claw attack as she pivoted her body to the side to dodge back and forth, all the while listening with a frown. So this was about Dog bite…this guy…he was different from the others, he had gone to this great lengths just to speak with her, to take down this yakuza boss who was poison to everything he touched. This was more than just him and her, this was bigger than their fight and he wanted her to see this. When he spun and aimed for her calf, the hit landed as she shut her eye and winces in pain. “MOTHER FUCKER!” He really pissed her off!! Her weight was shifted to her good leg quickly as her fist burned with a blazing inferno, interrupting his dragon palm strike with a swift upper cut to his chin. “FINE! Just stop hitting me and tell me what the fuck to do! If I lose this fucking fight he’s going to kill the both of us!” Take down Dog bite? Fuck yes, she wasn’t going to allow herself to be used any longer! Granted she was trading in for a lesser evil but this lesser evil wasn’t such a fucking tool like Dog bite!!

Suprise Muthafucka'
Connor thought his palm thrust of all things would make some form of conctact like the claf scratch. This wasn’t so true, as she quickly retaliated with a burning uppercut to his chin! “NGH!” Connor uttered as his head shot up, his neck appearing like it was going to snap for a second! However….as this happpend….Connor’s mask flew off as heis body was sent tubling backwards on the ground, he’d push off of his right hand flipng himself upwards and landing in a squat. His brown locks fluttered for a moment before falling down over his face. He’d lace left hand on his knee, about to pull himself up. (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1lsn2tT5yTc&index=65&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl&shuffle=474 the music just…fits xDD) Connor would stand up to his full height shaking his hair free from being under a mask, and revealing his face to the crowd! Gasp filled the air as his reveal was now for everyone to see!...including dog bite. Dog Bite crushed the glass I his hand, pieces of it sticking froom his skin as his breathing began to increase in pace and his anger rose…”that…little…shit.” His words quiet but his fury was indeed made evident in the room he was in. “HE’S THE ONE! WHO’S BEEN TAKING! MY! MONEY!!!!!!” Dog Bite would glare, his yell heard by everyone in the now silenced club Connor would look up to him with a raised brow, before winking at him. “That’s right folks!” Connor pointed to himself with his thumb. “You’re friendly neighborhood badass, Demon Eyes Ryo has been stealing your money from your bets and earnings and funding my own clan! Not without good reason of course, but let’s face it! you Inugami punks ant SHIT!” Connor would point to his right side, continuing his speech. “you pretend to play by the rules of the Jingi directly violating it’s code for your own personal benefit! Well not today, and not anymore! When I entered this syndicate I swore to make the community a better place, and that’s just what the Shinpaku Federation’s been doing! Including me! Connor Ryoji! I’ll uphold this code til my lungs collapse, and it’s gonna take more than a poison needle, being brought back from the dead, and a few flaming bumps and bruises to keep   me from doing my job and kicking the bad guys ass!” Inugami clan members would begin to stand up, storming the ring, each of them withdrawing pistols from their jacket pockets and pointing them at Connor, surrounding him and the girl iin a circle! Connor placed a hand on his hip,   and used his free hand to wave his finger back and forth. ‘Now now, you should know better than to point guns at your future ass kicker. That’s a crime in some state I’m sure.” Stomps could be heard coming from the crowd…Dog Bite pushed his way through the crowd, taking his mask off in anger, revealiin ghis white hair and red eyes for all to see. He’d withdraw a 44 Magnum from his suit acket pocket, and point it at Connor’s head! Connor returned the favor, and intsted put his index finger against Dog Bites head, his thumb extended! A classic stand off! Dog Bite cocked his gun, and connor would click his tongue, and push his thumb in imitating a gun cocking. “What the fuck…are you taking me for…you shoot bullets out of your fucking finger now? You’re out   matched…I’ll pull this trigger and end you.” Connor would angle his finger a few inches away from Dog bites head. His mouth would begin moving as if he was chewing a piece of gum or something of the sort. What he was really doing was taking another pill, a chi pill to counter act the pill that took away his chi for the first duration of the match. The moment he did this, a chi practitioner could see the blue glow at the end of his finger, for a moment before suddenly   a stream of pressurized air would fly pat dog bites head, and through the fence, tearing it apart and missing the other men there only to travel to the wall on the furthest side of the establisement before ‘BOOM!!!!” a giant 15 foot hole was blasted into the wall! The pusshu Bakufu technique. At more powerful levels, Ones Chi or Hadou has the ability to create a telekinetic impulse via the power put into it, launching a concussive burst of pressurized air-not unlike the blast of an archaic 'pipe bomb'-that would impact a target with enough force to knock it over, launch it into the air, or even (particularly in the case of fragile materials such as ceramics) shatter it into pieces. The greater the user's Chi ability control, the larger the pressure differential, and thus the stronger the effect and the heavier the target. With practice, a skilled Chi user could increase the range and arc of the blast without lowering the average kinetic energy, creating a blanketed wave instead of a focused impulse. Truly gifted practitioners could generate a concussive blast that would radiate from them for dozens of meters in all directions, detonating with the Hadou of a conventional explosive. The user is able to form compressed explosions as a striaght punch of pressureized air to be projected out or thrown. When the highly moving pressurizd air comes into contact with a target, the air is released with force, from sudden gusts to hurricane force winds. With training, the user could be able to detonate the bombs at will. In Connor's case however, he does not release it with his fist, or an open palm, but his finger. Toushin tought connor that the push blast is much stronger when condensed from a small focal point, to an outwards bigger point, as such he tought connor to focus the chi for the tecnqiue into his right index finger instead. This cause connor to create a bright blue/red orb on the end of his index finger, the chi sitting there until he's ready to fire it. When connor is ready to fire the blast, it has the same effects as a regular push blast, but 2x the norm amount since it's been so highly compressed. That being said he can fire these at realitively long distances, as long as Connor  has what he's aiming for in his sights/range. As such, connor can change it's size from that of the average size and speed of a bullet to that of a funnel, straing from a point and expanding into a blaketed wave, the size of course depending on Connor's will. Connor would let the smoke stream from his finger, before pushing it back against dog bites   head. “I’ve got three more shots, and I don’t mind putting your name on them.” Dog Bite glared at Connor. “Impressive, but primitive. I’ve still got the numbers advantage.” Connor would prood his lips and bob his head form side to side before squinting his eyes and making a “not so sure face.” “I don’t think so. Did you look at your men?” (Them time :D https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ke5wsgk4S34&list=PLYNBny7IRlVkbiSVlrNHnbXbgZBIdU3Pl&index=59 )Dog Bites eyes scanned the area. His men were standing so he didn’t quite know what Connor ment…until one of them fell face first to the man. suddenly the men surrounding them would all begin to fall face first against the mat, one by one, like dead fish falling from a vertical position! One could see….they all had deep indents in the backs of their necks. Like someone had hit them..with the blunt end of a blade. After the men all fell, a figure would remain to be seen standing at the door way of the cage, not to far from Yumi’s posisiton. He had long raven back hair, and a jawline that mimicked connor’s in every way, but his skin was a bit fairer. His black bangs fell from beneath his straw hat…his head tilted down, he’d have been wearing a sleeveless vest that flowed down to his feet, and a sleeveless Gi that stoped at the half way point of his thigh, with maching combat pans and boots, all black iin color. The mysterious man would tilt his head up reveling his emerald green eyes to everyone there “Very nice of you to join us Leon. Though, I have to say, doing all of that during my little display was a bit much huh? Kinda wanted to see his face when you took em all down.” Leon Ryoji, Connor’s half brother had enterd the fray. (http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20141125182020/yakuza-mob-roleplay/images/d/df/Nanashi_by_terrail.jpg how he looks) Leon would speak with a cool, and monotone voice. It was low in voume, but the tone of his voice made it very audible. “Excuse me for using a distraction. It’s not about fighting hard it’s about fighting smart. “ Leon would glance over at the red haired woman from the corner of his eye, tilting his hat at her. “M’am.” A simple greeting to her as he made his way behind Dog Bite. Dog Bite prideful but not an idiot. Realizing his vulnerable position he’d lower his gun and tilt his head up, glaring at Connor with a bloodlusted that you’d have to be there to see. “What…do you want.” Connor would smirk. “Just the girl. She’s sick of your shit anyway, it’s clear as day. Whenever   you leave the area with her I can see the resentment. Plus you are a dick. Second, just let us walk outta here. You won’t be in that position of “Kaicho” for too much longer anyway.”   Dog Bite snarled. “…Just get out.” Connor would nod to yumi and Leon. “Meet me outside..we’ve got some thigs to discuss..” He’d turn his attention back to dog bite. “as for you dog bite. One more piece of business. For future references if you even so much as attempt to frame her for that crime…I’ll string you up by your testicles, and make you her personal punching bag. I have eyes and ears out here, so don’t even think about trying to undermind me. Got that?” Dog Bite laughed a bit. “Fine…”Kaicho” Ryoji. Begone from my establishment. My lips are sealed. Just know…after today. You’ve sarted something far bigger than even myself.” Connor would lower his hand and spit on Dog Bites arena. “Stopped giving a fuck before you started talking again bro.” Connor would walk out of the establishment.. Josh, Sunny, and Jeannie would walk with and behind him. Jeannie sticking her tongue out at Dog Bite. Dog Bite stood in the middle of the Ring and placed his gask mask back on. seemingly fine, as if he’d lost nothing valuble at all. He’d wait til   the room cleared out before taking out his cellphone and sending a text message. The text read. “ Operation: Bleach is in full effect.” Hitting send and putting up his phone, he’d look to the people still in the crowd. “Shows over folks….” Meanwhile outside, Connor, if Yumi complied of course, would be outside now a block away from the club they were in. “I’m off Connor..” Leon would utter as he hoped on his black motor bike, remeinescent of a Harley davidson. “alrght. Thanks Leon.” “don’t thank me. I don’t like getting involved in Yakuza afairs. I save lives, not help endager them” Connor would sigh through his nostrils. “You know I’m fucking different, why even play that card huh?” Leon would rev his bike once, looking back at Connor. “I’m only saying, we’re from two different worlds. If people in the Yakuza circuit know you’re brothers a vigilante, it could hit someone wrong…make you a new target. I’ve gotta say you suck at this job. You’ve probably made more than one enemy tonight. None the less, you’ve made it this far.” Leon would pull off, ascending futher upwards into hover traffic and taking off. Another car would pull up, it was sunny driving in a cadilac, hover of course. “I’m gonna get us back. We’ve still got school tomorrow you know. You gonna be there Connor?” “I might I might not. If I’m not, forge my homework, school work, and make sure you save me some of those chicken sandwhiches they serve. Fucking love those things.” Jeannie nodded. Josh hopping into the back and giving a slaute to Connor. Connor saluted back his second in command and they drove off. If Yumi was still around Connor would turn to her and sigh. “Alright now that I’ve got your undivided attention. I need you to tell me everything you know about Dog Bites weapon smuggling. Scum like him don’t need to be in this syndicate giving it a bad name. with your help I can get the iron clad proof to get him arreseted and annexed form the syndicate. For the help I’ll fight you sometime. No bullshit, nooooooooo chi restrictions, I’ll fight you holding no punches. Soooooooooooooooo---?” Connor would lean forward wafting his hands around waiting for her to say something helpful or curse him out.

Consolation Prize
As his mask flies off after her hit lands, she backs up and watches his identity revealed. She places a hand on her hip and curls her nose in annoyance. “You fuck face.” She insulted calmly, finding his whole costume to be idiotic, as noble as his methods were, his plan of going about it was stupid but he was the boss so she had no say in this matter. She looks over her shoulder as Dog Bite orders his men to surround them, guns pointed towards Conner which would begin to tick her off…she’d be damned if he was killed before their match! She still hadn’t defeated him, he couldn’t die! Her boss enters the arena and before her very eyes a stand off! The two men would point their own weapons at the others head. Her body stiffens as she bites the inside of her mouth, preparing to intervene if possible though she’d never tried her speed against that of a bullet….and why was this idiot pointing his finger at Dog bite?? She hadn’t realized this until she analyzed it and yes, that was indeed his finger. Damnit did this guy love fucking around or what?! As Dog bite would make a comment about what she had also taken note of, Conner does not seem too worried as a canon goes shooting off past the yakuza boss’ head and exploding in to the wall as Yumi gapes in awe…..what the fuck was this guy?! But Dog Bite went un phased by this as he mentions the men still surrounding him….until someone else joins in and the guards begin to drop like flies. Her blue hues kept still as she watches Conner with a frown…he was indeed a worthy rival. Leon greets her and she merely nods back to him and puts her attention back on to the two bosses. It was too bad he wouldn’t need her now that Dog Bite caught him so she would continue to be forced to work for him. “Just the girl.” Yumi hears those words echo in her mind and she stares at him in shock, her frown only deepening. ‘What did this fuck face say?’ Dog Bite would not be able to frame her or send the police after her anymore so she would be free…but why? Perhaps it would only be so that Connor could gather intel from her but after she told him everything then what? He wouldn’t need her either and as he goes to leave, she follows behind him, taking a gander at Kinta who merely nods at her quickly before joining his fellow Inugami members…she would see him again soon, she knew this. Once Yumi was met with the outside air, she would sit on the edge of the curb and ignite her flame with a blue fire, massaging it very tenderly on to the scratches on her bad leg, watching as the gashes would close little by little. She over hears the two half brothers speak and learns of their blood line a little though she didn’t much care. Then there were some other kids in a car who knew this man well and before long they too drove off in to the night, leaving the two alone as she continued to heal her injury. So she guessed correctly…he had wanted her for intel. “I only mettle in the fights, what Dog Bite talks about during those fights is none of my concern. I’m afraid you wasted your time taking me away from my captor.” She did know things but she wouldn’t give them up like that…until he said her reward would be a match with him. To that her head shoots up and she glares, pointing at him with a dangerous tone. “Do you swear by that? You’ll give me a re-match? This is the second time we’ve been interrupted and I’m beginning to get ticked off…”

<p class="MsoNormal">Connor would nod, and fold his arms, looking her dead in the eye with a smile on his face. “No bullshit. You help me, and I’ll fight you anytime, anywhere. Even if you catch me taking a shit on the toilet, I’ll fight you after I wipe. Or during if you’re that hellbent on doing so.” Connor tilted his head up and chuckled a bit, before wiping a tear from his eye and returning his gaze to her. “you’re the final piece of the puzzle. It all comes down to what you tell me.” Connor would rub his chin a bit raising a brow “you know that offer to join the Shinpaku Federation is always open. Unlike most Yakuza, I don’t have subordinates. I have Nakama, which means comrades. I find people are more willing to follow a leader who leads and not dictates. Plus, I mean being unemployed gotta suck right?” Connor would shrug, before folding his arms again. “None the less the offer is always on the table for you. You remind me of myself when I was just stating out. Enjoying the fight for the fight. I guess somewhere along the way I los sight of that…so in retrospect thank you. I owe you that much. That and a fight, if you’ll tell me everything you know about the weapon smuggling operation. I can get some of my guys over there I a heartbeat to start wrecking the place. Then your legal troubles are out the window too haha! So c’moooooooooon. Help a guy out! “ Connor would point to himself with his thumb. Meanwhile Dog Bite would’ve exited the club and hoped into a car, his driver driving him off into the now crisp night air. Connor caught eye of it, and smirked. “Good riddance….” He’d utter under his breathe, moving some of his brown locks out of the way of his crimson irses, before shutting his eyes with   scowl and waiting, looking like he’d had a lot on his mind.

<p class="MsoNormal">This guy was different, he didn’t act anything like how Dog Bite first described him. Well no he did have a sort of naïve way of things but that wasn’t always a bad thing. Having an outlook that saw the positive, Yumi hadn’t seen that from someone in the longest time. She holds her arm out, her hand extended towards him as she takes his hand and holds it up, giving it a rather impressive squeeze as she nods slowly. “You’re still my rival until I defeat you. I don’t know much about working with others, I’ve never tried so I can’t say I’m any good at it but after working for Dog Bite I can say I’ll try anything.” Once their hands disconnected she watches Dog Bite drive off in his fancy car as she brushes it off, that was behind her now as her blue hues lock with Conners. “I know a little something about what’s going on. I also know a couple of days ago I was approached by a detective…he didn’t say his name so I can’t tell you who he was but he was a rather on edge fella. Tall guy, smoking a cigarette I don’t think he was part of the KPD though….can’t remember what he said I wasn’t much paying attention, the image of you kicking my ass was sort of still the only thing I could think about.” Placing a hand on her hip she undoes her pony tail, letting her hair fall freely around her shoulders and she runs her fingers through the locks to massage her scalp, something she enjoyed doing as it helps her think. “Dog Bite invited me out a couple of times to show me off on his party meetings. Any time he had a private meeting he’d keep me close as security detail…it was a sort of way of seeing if I was worth putting in the fights. The only things I ever caught on to were where these weapons were kept at….3 warehouses. I seen a gun used, it was weird looking and when the guy selling it to him shot it, this big white light came shooting out, destroyed everything in sight. The dude I would see with him at these meetings was some dude in a top hat, fruity as fuck if you ask me.” She snaps her fingers, recalling another detail as she gestures. “He had a cane too and a trench coat, the whole getup. Top hat guy said something about an asylum? I only attended for a couple of meetings until Dog Bite moved me from guard duty to fighter, then I stopped attending them. That’s about all I know, donno if it’s any good but it’s what I got.” As she had talked, she started walking away from the outside of the building, regardless of what had happened they were still in Inugami territory so she would cross the street and tell him everything just now as they walk on the side walk of the lazy streets, a car or two passing by every other minute but besides that it was pretty dead since most of the people were either in their homes, at the clubs or in the fights.

<p class="MsoNormal">Connor paid close attention to details, more so than he’d listen after he shook her hand and nodded. As she continued on, Connor kept his arms folded wanting to hear any key details. “I know a little something about what’s going on. I also know a couple of days ago I was approached by a detective…he didn’t say his name so I can’t tell you who he was but he was a rather on edge fella. Tall guy, smoking a cigarette I don’t think he was part of the KPD though….can’t remember what he said I wasn’t much paying attention, the image of you kicking my ass was sort of still the only thing I could think about.” Connor squinted his eyes. “I know a detective……if it’s the one I’m thinking….he’s always meddling in my shit.” Connor huffed, before letting her continue on. Connor mumbled uner his breath, listening to just what she was giving him. “3 warehouses…guns shooting white light….and a guy Iin a top hat who said something about an asylum..” Connor’s eyes went from a crimson red to an emerald green, similar to his brothers. While seemingly nothing, this is where connor’s contradictory genius comes in. he’s perfectly able to recall events, he’s seen after only seeing or experiencing them one time. It’s a passive ability as part of his heritage but one he only uses in tight situations where he’s forced to. In this case, he’d remember the talks he’d had with his brother, about him and web strider defeating these villans and sending them to the asylum…now a guy from the asylum, who had to be a hire up, seeing as how he wasn’t a patient or he wouldn’t have been there is associating with the Inugami clan…Connor’s gaze went back to her as he snapped his fingers and pointed upwards. “THAT’S IT! Well sort of! It all comes down to that asylum! It has to! Dog Bite musta been apart of what’s been going on with all these supervillains running around! That’s why he was working with that blue teleporting demon! And he went to the asylum to! I don’t know the entire scale…but I might be in over my fucking head on this one. I’ve gotta tell king. He has to know about this…then I’ve gotta tell my brother so he can check this asylum out…damn…might even have to let Tasanagi know to. Fucking prick.”   Connor would look away from her for a second, before looking back at her. He found her gaze to remind him of his own yet again. it was odd. A tad weird, like looking in a mirror. He’d tell her all of this while walking with her, and flicking his nose with his thumb. “Well in any case thank you, Yumi. You won’t regret any decision you’ve made here tonight. I’ve got to get going…start practicing for our match sooner or later. I’m not going to hold back this time, nor will I be in this get up of mine. Though I will admit, it’s pretty fucking cool.” Connor looked at himself and actually liked the get up he was in. “You got somewhere to go to or nah? Not asking on some flirty type ish, but in general.” Connor would look back at her awaiting her response to his question before he’d hop in his car and begin to tread home. “Need a ride at least?”

<p class="MsoNormal">She would watch him, his eyes changing colors which she thought was just unnatural…coming from the woman who controls fire using her mind but hey. As he thinks, she looks ahead of where they were walking, not saying anything. The silence was actually comfortable, Yumi wasn’t use to not being on guard when near someone though okay she wasn’t THAT comfortable since her fingers would curl in to fists every now and then as a force of habit. When he yells out that he has it or somewhat has it, she stops walking to face him and see what exactly it is he actually has. There were names and places she didn’t know so she didn’t bother trying to follow along too well as she crosses her arms and gives him a rather lame expression. “I hope you don’t fight me in that costume again, you look like an ass.” She insulted calmly and as he asks if she had a place to stay, she didn’t even think for a second it was in a sexual way, Yumi was oblivious to flirting or being made a pass at. “Dog Bite gave me an apartment but judging by how he just loves to let things go I won’t bother going there to get my stuff, it’s all probably burned by now. I’ll find a place to stay for the night, if you need me just call me on my phone. Or at least you can once I buy a phone.” She shrugs calmly, never having any reason to have one since Dog Bite knew where she was at all times and she only spoke to him. She gives him a two finger wave and a nod before turning away to walk further down the streets, this time on her own. “Good luck with whatever it is you wanna accomplish by doing this, if you run in to trouble I’ll do my best to assist you.” She pauses and looks over her shoulder, her eyes narrowing. “Make sure you don’t die before we fight again or I’ll bring you back from hell and kill you myself.” Yumi was not use to offering her help to another fighter but hey maybe it was time for a change….

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<p style="text-align: center;">End of Shoakuma Saga Pt.1