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The District of Columbia
Panda:
--- Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 23, 2021, 05:12:14 PM ---Costin
"Ha! I see, I understand! Thine world must've been pretty exciting then, if vars like that became naught but ancient history."
Argh, he did it again. When he got excited, he started using words that didn't really fit with youngsters of the era. He tried to learn the ins and out of their slang though, but hiding the accent was a pain.
"That's dope." He posed cooly like some gangster in the 80's. How old was he anyways? There were grandparents with a better sense of trends than that. Bah, didn't matter. Nothing was going to get the sunglasses out of his face.
However-
"Buuuuut... it is mine turn now, and naught shall stop me from seizing this moment! The moment vhere I..."
He aimed his stick with precision this time, poised lower than a beast. For a second, all of his muscles focused on that one ball, no more like a beast or a human, but a machine of destruction. On all levels except physical, it was like watching a tank aiming for his target.
And then, the shot fires.
A bit too hard though. The sonic boom flicked everyone's hair up and slammed the ball with enough force to crater straight into the wall, narrowly avoiding any bystanders but silencing everyone who was watching them, as the wall caved under the impact of the ball.
Costing's bangs dropped from the sonic explosion, even he looked a bit surprised. He could've sworn he only used 5% there.
"Whoops. Mybad."
He subtly slipped the cue stick to the guy he borrowed it from, who was still speechless as ever, right in front of everyone.
"It was him." He pointed to the poor guy and played it cool.
--- End quote ---
Nanako
A few weeks had passed since the unmitigated disaster of a date with that cute angel. Nanako had considered calling her up a few times, but trying to figure out what was going on with her had taken priority. Zeke never got back to her, and the district she'd found him had seemingly been laid to waste. Frustrated in her search and unsure of what to do about the new presence in her head, Nanako found herself wandering through Columbia, one long leap at a time.
Out of nowhere, a sharp whistle registered to the squirrel girl, one of her ears swiveling before she caught something in her peripheral vision. With squirrelly instincts, a hand shot up into its path and snatched it out of the air, Nanako turning an instant later to see that it was a cue ball. One with a clear dent on one side and spiderweb cracks along the other. Looking up, she saw a sizable hole torn into the wall of a nearby bar, frowned, and promptly zipped into the bar through that hole.
"Hey, careful with that," she called out, "This could've hurt someone slower than me!"
Kotomine_Rin:
Marc
"Hey, hey! It's cool Lu, don't sweat it." He put his hands up, and looked kind of surprised at the sudden scene. But thats not why his eyes were wide in genuine respect, no, it was just that he was genuinely impressed. If she was lying and exxagerating, he seemed to buy it wholesale regardless. "Didn't I tell you, it's fine. power like that's pretty amazing, use it the right ways and you'll be set for a comfortable life in the city."
Even if he wore clothes arguably fancier than hers, he didn't seem to mind having them soaked a bit - if he even noticed. He just wiped his face and cleaned up the shards lying around the couch and where the elf was sitting.
"But you know, muscular strength isn't worth much on its own. Sure, it'll open some doors, but knowing how and when to use it is just as if not more important. No one wants to work with a loose cannon, you know?" He smiled and twirled the dirty handkerchief before tossing it precisely straight into a bin in the corner of the room, without even looking at it.
"Lu-cki-ly for you, I happen to know a thing or two about that. I don't mind giving you a few pointers, if your pride can take it." He grinned at her teasingly, pointing to his big old heart with his thumb.
SINIB:
--- Quote from: Kotomine_Rin on April 25, 2021, 11:21:52 PM ---Marc
"Hey, hey! It's cool Lu, don't sweat it." He put his hands up, and looked kind of surprised at the sudden scene. But thats not why his eyes were wide in genuine respect, no, it was just that he was genuinely impressed. If she was lying and exxagerating, he seemed to buy it wholesale regardless. "Didn't I tell you, it's fine. power like that's pretty amazing, use it the right ways and you'll be set for a comfortable life in the city."
Even if he wore clothes arguably fancier than hers, he didn't seem to mind having them soaked a bit - if he even noticed. He just wiped his face and cleaned up the shards lying around the couch and where the elf was sitting.
"But you know, muscular strength isn't worth much on its own. Sure, it'll open some doors, but knowing how and when to use it is just as if not more important. No one wants to work with a loose cannon, you know?" He smiled and twirled the dirty handkerchief before tossing it precisely straight into a bin in the corner of the room, without even looking at it.
"Lu-cki-ly for you, I happen to know a thing or two about that. I don't mind giving you a few pointers, if your pride can take it." He grinned at her teasingly, pointing to his big old heart with his thumb.
--- End quote ---
Luthien
Luthien remained crouching on the ground sulking. "Uwu..." She moaned. "Sure, I don't mind, I suppose. I'd like to have someone to really test my strength against, but..."
The young elf looked around, pointy ears planted down against her neck in a perpetual droop of shame. "Let's do it somewhere we're not going to break any more of your things."
MissingMandible:
--- Quote from: Panda on April 25, 2021, 10:22:36 PM ---Nanako
A few weeks had passed since the unmitigated disaster of a date with that cute angel. Nanako had considered calling her up a few times, but trying to figure out what was going on with her had taken priority. Zeke never got back to her, and the district she'd found him had seemingly been laid to waste. Frustrated in her search and unsure of what to do about the new presence in her head, Nanako found herself wandering through Columbia, one long leap at a time.
Out of nowhere, a sharp whistle registered to the squirrel girl, one of her ears swiveling before she caught something in her peripheral vision. With squirrelly instincts, a hand shot up into its path and snatched it out of the air, Nanako turning an instant later to see that it was a cue ball. One with a clear dent on one side and spiderweb cracks along the other. Looking up, she saw a sizable hole torn into the wall of a nearby bar, frowned, and promptly zipped into the bar through that hole.
"Hey, careful with that," she called out, "This could've hurt someone slower than me!"
--- End quote ---
Miho and Yukari
If it wasn't for her mother's brutal training, Miho would have been a dead woman right now.
The ball launched at such a high velocity it had a distinct whistle as it broke the sound barrier. Her mind, for the split moment it had happened, mistook it for a vanquisher cannon shell and she instinctively shaped her body into a "C" to dodge it. Meanwhile, Yukari's already messy hair was made even wilder from the sonic boom rippling through the room.
The cue ball shot through the room, creating its own exit behind the bar. All the chattering, laughing, and joking in the pub quickly came to a halt as all the patrons tried to register what just happened. For a few moments there, the establishment was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop...
Then a squirrel woman burst through the door, admonishment shouting from her lips and a destroyed cue ball in hand.
"You, uh...You wanna call it a tie?" Yukari offered once she found her voice.
Kotomine_Rin:
--- Quote from: MissingMandible on April 27, 2021, 06:37:16 PM ---Miho and Yukari
If it wasn't for her mother's brutal training, Miho would have been a dead woman right now.
The ball launched at such a high velocity it had a distinct whistle as it broke the sound barrier. Her mind, for the split moment it had happened, mistook it for a vanquisher cannon shell and she instinctively shaped her body into a "C" to dodge it. Meanwhile, Yukari's already messy hair was made even wilder from the sonic boom rippling through the room.
The cue ball shot through the room, creating its own exit behind the bar. All the chattering, laughing, and joking in the pub quickly came to a halt as all the patrons tried to register what just happened. For a few moments there, the establishment was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop...
Then a squirrel woman burst through the door, admonishment shouting from her lips and a destroyed cue ball in hand.
"You, uh...You wanna call it a tie?" Yukari offered once she found her voice.
--- End quote ---
Costin
"Sure, sure." Costin yawned casually, leaving the poor whelp with the stick and the weight it carried. Honestly, he couldn't care less if she won or not - seeing their faces turn pale like that was goddamn hilarious. It almost made all those past years worth it. Almost. "You've dodged it though. Not bad, kid. You know, maybe next time I'll try twice as hard." He patted Yukari on the head patronizingly - as if she suddenly became his little sister.
Until a sudden sensation assailed him. A feeling. A... smell, a familiar one somehow. One that made his fangs grow and his impulses burn. His features suddenly burnt with a dark shadow, one that rippled his muscles into a single unified shape. A smile.
"Yeah, suure. But it didn't, so this is this, and that's that. Man, you mortals sure know how to say the dumbest stuff." He jovially trampled the new one's pride, the one that smelled of beasts. Why else would he be swaggering up to the hole of his own making? And ignoring others complaints, fear, or objection, he put a sliced his palm open with a claw before laying it on the broken wall. Red lines began to crawl across the shattered rock, and a strange cold feeling grew from his presence. Like a cold blade against your skin.
Soon, the cracks and debris began to levitate, as if controlled by the red lines, and were swallowed back into the hole until it regained something resembling its original shape, repairing the destruction as if it meant nothing to its maker.
"Tadaam. See?" He fixed his tie and hair casually. "No fuss, no muss. If that's not a happy ending, I don't know what is."
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