‒ heaving sea [quest]
Oct 9, 2011 17:55:31 GMT -8
Post by KID GAMBINO. on Oct 9, 2011 17:55:31 GMT -8
NPC: Unknown Old Woman and Child
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,420,true] ‒ heaving sea, search for the blade of illusions The reaper of souls would be satisfied with another delicious meal, murderous intent burning in the male shinobi's eyes as the unknown intruder lunged into the room. The frightful battle-cry roared by the man would force the old woman's free hand over the child's face, sheltering her vision from the crimson liquid that was about to spray through the air, whether it be the blood of the younger male or the 2x4 slinger. However, the woman couldn't help but to continue viewing the fight, curious of the younger male's abilities, as well as who this mysterious new man could've been. As stated before, the intruder's rage was ferocious, but this added little effect to his speed, the wooden club's velocity being minuscule compared to that of the swordsman, who had already devised a plan for retaliation. Unfortunately, the male's fate would've been different if he hadn't relied on such reckless tactics initially, the teenager lowering into his killer stance. "W-Wait..wait, NO!!!" A window of opportunity opened for the old woman, the younger lad's body originally blocking her perspective of the intruder. Just as the teenager had thought, she assumed the footsteps had to be those of the pirates that was approaching, but not for a single second did she realize that they couldn't have entered her home so quickly. Upon seeing the attire of the intruder as his 2x4 swung through the air above the swordsman, her eyes bulged with distress as she confirmed his identity, the man being her neighbor and a close friend, who was concerned with her health and learned of the intruding teenager's whereabouts. The senior citizen's thundering scream would vibrate through the building, alerting the nearby pirates as well, but her timing would be too late, the steel blade cutting through the elderly male without hesitation. And thus, in one swift movement, the teenager held his blade valiantly, blood gushing forth across his body as the aged man fell backwards against the floor, sliding toward the lower wall. It was an accepted belief that not everything appeared as it seemed, and this warrior would fall to this misfortune as many before him had. The mind of the senile woman was once calm and appreciative of the swordsman's protectiveness, but suddenly that relationship would morph, her mind tainted with extreme hysteria as her body shook at the face of another murder. Unable to cope with accepting the male as someone she could trust, tears began to flow again as she shook her head violently, the emotion in her voice returning to complete resentment. "Y-You MURDERER!!! Get out of my house!!! D-Don't ever come back here!!!" made by renni |