Just Wanted some Food. (open)

[Sevi]

Coming up to the rugged bar a sign hangs from a rusty metal bar. The shabby looking eatery and Bar is run down as can be seen from the outside or had been when Sevi had entered it last. Which just so happened to be a few minutes prior to this. Should a passerby be walking down the road they may wonder who the man flying through the door to skid along the ground was.

That Fucking bastard dared to get an attitude with her over something so trivial. All she had said was “Gimme some food.” It wasn’t like it was a freaking hard proposition. She hadn’t been asking the man for his wallet or anything. Besides he was almost done with the meat, bread, and cheese. While Sevi hadn’t eaten anything in about 29 hours. Give or take a few.

Of course… problem was the guy the had just beat the hell out of and thrown out the front door had friends. And they were big and ugly much like that bastard had been. “What the Fuck do you two want huh?” She said as she took a bite out of the bread and cheese she had snatched from the plate after she hurled the guy out the door.

The Man was tall… muscular and had a greesy shirt on. Seemed like he would be a bit of fun to fight. Second one was kind of a dumpy fat woman. She was screaming some ineligible bullshit about Sevi beating her husband to a bloody pulp. Chh! the guy shouldn’t have given her an attitude. Should he have nicely refused the proposition and not made a comment about her ‘tight ass’ he would not be on the street unconscious at this point. Not that it mattered much to her since these two would be joining him very soon if they didn’t shut the hell up and let her eat.

[Kyme Reinhilde]

What a mess... The redheaded assassin thought, as plates and desks began flying through the air. Can't she just relax in a tavern without something happening? For god's sake, the last time she came to drink, she got picked up by some steamily hot blonde...which she doesn't mind. But when the said blonde turned out to be a dominatrix with a sadistic fixation, Kyme only got out after several cuts and bruises. The sex was nice though. Very nice... And so, our lecherous assassin was once more lost in thoughts.

So distracted was she that she almost missed the bulky frame sent flying toward her. Almost.

Dodging out of seat with inhumanely speed, Kyme narrowly evaded the smelly man soaring past her. The said fellow, sporting a couple fresh bruises and scrapes, crushed unceremonially into her table and desk, snapping the fragile wood underneath, and, more importantly, breaking her liquor bottle and spewing her drink everywhere.

The fuck? She thought. Eyes narrowed as she pinpointed the source of the "attack." Sharp violets, tinged with anger, glared daggers at the gray-haired kid that seems to be the center of the tumult. Kyme was going to stay out of this petty little brawl...but this insolent little prick needs to be taught a lesson about her aim.

"That was my drinks you just smashed." The redhead said matter-of-factly, gesturing behind her. "I suggest you run along now and find your mommy to pay for this mess..." Her words were even, but even a drunken fool would not miss the threat underlying her words. There, standing beside smashed furniture and wearing a rather revealing dress, Kyme might not seem an imposing figure, but whoever tries to find out...let's just say they'll be sorry they did.

[Sevi]

The fight had thus began anew. Dodging an easy enough shot to her head which the tall man had to aim down to do she moved in and slugged him thrice in his gut then leaped up and kicked the man in the temple sending him with a few other dishes flying. A plate smashed into her back making her stagger. “The FUCK!” She yelled and turned to see the fat woman standing there grinning. Grin at her will you?

Sevi held no qualms about hitting the less fortunate… especially if they started it. It’s not like SHE was all that fortunate. So when the womans face lit up from a knee connecting with her stomach she shouldn’t have been so surprised. I twasn’t like the woman was pregnant… that was clearly a gut from eating to much. Grabbing the woman by the collar of her shirt Sevi turned and hurled her unceremoniously across the room. Slamming her into some table that made two others stand up and angrily charge at her. By now there were a few fights in the bar. All of which of course centered on Sevi.

After beating the hell out of another idiot who came at her some dumb red head bitch stood up and talked down to her about her mommy or some crap like that.
“This ain’t no whore house BITCH! Why don’t you take your prostitute Ass somewhere more suited to it. Like the slave markets! I’m sure they love Bimbo’s like you!” She shouted and seeing that taken care of turned and slammed a chair over someone back breaking the thing(the chair...).

[Kyme Reinhilde]

If the Furies were to appear before Kyme at this particular moment, they would cower in fear. The lithe redhead, small compared to the tavern’s other burly patrons, seemed to literately radiate menace. Such was her aura that drunkard closest to her staggered a step back.

“What…did you say…” Her voice came in a strained murmur, as if she was struggling to speak. No one, NO ONE, dared to insult the Master Assassin so. Kyme was fond of her looks, vain of it, even. To be compared to a common whore...

"FUCKING BASTARD," Kyme erupted in explicative that she rarely voiced out loud. But she was beyond caring for a ladylike appearance at the moment. "I'll teach you some GODDAMN manners, after I beat that FUCKING tumor you call a head in."

Without Ignis on her, Kyme charged barehanded. Despite having sounded like a common boor, her speed proved otherwise. The tavern's other inhabitants saw nothing but a blur as the assassin dashed across the short distance between her and the insolent child. Her fist was railed back, ready to nail Sevi right across the face. But, even in her anger, she could not shake her training, for her left hand remained before her in a defense position, ready to intercept all possible blows.

[Sevi]

Sevi had not thought the woman she had insulted *not that she cared that she did* would have come at her. It was lucky she was in the middle of yet another throw this one was aimed at the bar itself. Sadly enough for the patron that had been stupid enough to go for Sevi the punch of the assassin landed on her back and knocked the tow of them to the gournd. Sevi was pinned… for a moment.

She literally HURLED the moronic bastard off of her. “The FUCK’S your problem BITCH?” She asked standing up grabbing the leg of a chair on the way up. Nice smooth and wooden. Large enough to leave a mark should she need to. Not that she really liked anything other than the physicality of her fist connecting with some idiot’s soft flesh and leaving those nice black and blue marks.

However, in this Bitches case she could make an exception. Her gaze told her it was the whore from a few moments ago. Hmm apparently she hadn’t properly dealt with the situation. Only thing to do was put her out of business for a while. She thought that whores with bruises probably didn’t get much work. Also some missing teeth could go nicely with the Bitch’s swollen face.

Rearing back she beat some poor sap in the head as her passed between the two of them trying to cover his head with his hands. He fell to the ground screaming bloody murder. Weaklings should have already cleared the bar. Wait… the woman had been on the other side of the bar just a few moments ago hadn’t she… that was suspicious. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to recall the face she saw before her…

[Kyme Reinhilde]

"Get the fuck out of my way!" Kyme growled as an idiotic male came between her and the object of her fury. The man, hardly trained in the fighting arts, missed her rapidly approaching figure all together. "Brainless piece of shit..." She cussed under her breathe as collision became imminent. Rather than ducking and finding another direction to strike at the gray-haired teen, Kyme took out her anger on the poor soul that got in her way.

Three swift punches, all aimed at the man's spinal cord, sent him reeling forward. She had, in a moment of strange benevolence, held back on her punches - he should only be in bed for a couple months.

The gray-haired girl, much to her disappointment, was unable to evade the unconscious male. But even in her anger, she was not about to stoop to attacking a grounded foe.

"You are my fucking problem!" She spat back an reply, and laughed condescendingly as Sevi broke off the leg of a chair. "Really? That's your weapon of choice?" Throwing her head back, she laughed uproariously before pulling herself into a fighting stance. "Let's go then, brat, let's see how your fucking stick fares against my bare hands."

[Sevi]

Chh Bitch, The woman WAS no stupid prostitute it seemed. All the better then not that it would stop Sevi from insulting her with the word. “Heh, it’s always more fun to fight with my hands,” Sevi said as she discarded the stick by throwing it behind her. She didn’t believe in openings, but it wasn’t like it mattered since the woman didn’t take the chance to hit her.

“I just thought whores liked to be beat with sticks of all kinds so I was showing how much I liked you.” She hoped that pissed the bitch off more. The angrier people were in fights the stupider they were… most times anyways.

“Here’s…” She said crouching a bit she leaped back and propelled forward using a table that had been lying on its side. A kick aimed directly for the womans head which… may be blockable if it was a normal weak kick. But Sevi’s kicks were hardly that this one could probably shatter one of the pillars holding the Tavern up with ease. “you a present.”

[Kyme Reinhilde]

"A whore is it?" She intoned, still seething at the word, "And yet here I see you throwing yourself at me!" As per her style, Kyme refuses to lose any fights, even if it be a verbal one. Although she was truly incensed by those vulgar insults, she wouldn't have been able to plunge foolishly ahead even if she wanted to. However angry she may be, her emotions do not affect her technique, for she has executed such moves countless times, till they've imprinted themselves into her very being.

Even as she bantered with the teen, violet eyes took in her insulter's every movement. A crouching motion. Hand on table...

It was so predictable.

The kick came at her hard and fast. Judging from the sheer wind velocity around the girl, that kick had enough force to knock out an elephant. The implied power seemed hardly...human.

It would be silly to block it, though if she truly wanted to, it wouldn't be too much of a bother. But why would she fight a charging bull head on?

With the grace of a matador, she easily sidestepped the kick, and, just as the figure past her by, gave Sevi the "gentlest" shove. Not enough to send the girl flying anywhere, but, combined with the missed kick, enough to guarantee rough landing.

[Sevi]

SHIT she missed AND the girl sent her tumbling in the air. Correcting herself was easy…ish and she managed to land in another crouched position near the bar. She didn’t even stop for a second before she was flying back through the air from the new direction. This time the kick was aimed at the woman’s stomach. Strength behind it was the same. She SO wanted to see this woman go flying.

If it came down to it she would merely have to move In with quick punches which were also fun. She was STILL trying to figure out who the bitch was… she had seen that face somewhere and it wasn’t like she had seen many she could remember. It was right there, but thinking about it during a fight was slowing her down… so she was going to have to worry after the bitch was on the ground. Inspections came later right now was the fun.

[Kyme Reinhilde]

Kids these days...they never learn. She thought, as the gray-haired teen came at her again with the speed of a meteoroid. "When will it get into your thick skull that..." She murmured, "that you are NOT GONNA HIT ME." Rather than merely dodging the attack, Kyme took to the offensive. A leap and a few quick strides took her face to face with the incoming kick. Twisting out of the way in the fraction of a second before impact, she, in the same motion, drew back her elbow in preparation for a direct strike into the flying teen's stomach.

(ooc: fighting scenes...are hard. It's like slow motion play for play >.>)

[Sevi]

Chh the bitch was quick Sevi couldn’t even land a single kick. She realized this as the woman dodged AGAIN! Though the how still alluded her. Not that she had time to think about it since an elbow had just collided with her stomach knocking the wind out of her and sending a massive amount of pain through her body. She shrugged it off as best she could as her arms wrapped around the arm that had just hit her.

Spinning in mid air she slammed the woman into the ground beneath her. One arm held the woman’s free arm down while Sevi’s other reared back for a punch to the face. Wouldn’t you know it she had to cough at that moment. And she did… right in the woman’s face. She had held back the fit as long as she could and managed to only get away with the one cough, but she was sure it was all the woman would need to throw her off… and probably more.


OOC: true, but with a small amount of character control of the other things progress much faster... like they just did. it is give and take in these situations though and always makes it fun. ohh... and I meant she litterally SLAMMED her down onto the floor of the Tavern. Not that it would Phase Kyme for more than like two seconds I'm sure.

[Kyme Reinhilde]

Feeling her elbow connect flesh in a solid hit, Kyme grinned. That oughta teach the brat - no street urchins, however fast they might be, could handle a direct blow from the Master Assassin without some serious consequences. Or at least, no street urchins should be able to.

As a result, it came to her as a complete surprise when lean arms, carrying a power belying their frame, trapped her own. Though caught by surprise, Kyme instantly reacted. Drawing back a leg, she meant to kick the bothersome child off of her, but before she could complete the motion, her back crashed into the ground below. It was a wonder the floor didn't split at the power of that smash.

How the fuck is she so strong... A single thought crossed her mind before the force of the impact dazed her. It felt like a pack of wild elephants had just trampled across her. Dazed as she was, she instinctively drew back her arms in an attempt to block, only to find one pinned by an inhumane force. But luckily for the assassin, the teen had opted for the offensive. Her right arm, the one previously trapped, soared forward. Sevi might be stronger, but there were none faster than Kyme.

Catching the gray-haired urchin, who had a picked a terrible time to begin coughing, right under the chin. The assassin sent her flying off of her. While she possessed no superhuman strength, her years of trainings have given her more than enough power to knock an ordinary human out senseless.

But if the earlier encounter taught her anything, it's that ordinary measures cannot be applied to this seemingly young child before her. As such, no mercy was shown as she bucked off of the ground in one fluid motion, before charging the descending form of Sevi. A series punches, blurring into one another due to their sheer speed, found their marks into the teen. And, finishing her blow with a roundhouse kick, she sent the still airborne form of Sevi soaring into a nearby table.

This time, she did not pursue. Pulling back into guard, she watched the pile of limbs and wood warily. Who the fuck is kid...

[Sevi]

Sevi didn’t really know what had happened. She was lying on her back on a table… or what was left of one. Her whole body hurt like hell. The events of the last few seconds flashed though her mind as she sat there. Had it not been for that cough she would have had the woman. However, it seemed she had been right in thinking the cough would be all the woman needed. She stood up slowly her left arm was in agony as she recalled a kick connecting with that part. It hung slightly at her side, but she could still move it she noticed as she stood up.

A smile was on her face as she looked at the woman. Blood ran down from her head and she reached up wiping it away with her left arm. It served two purposes she got the blood away from her face and it helped her get feeling in the arm again. “You’re pretty good Bitch.” She said spittign out a bit of blood and saliva.

Her hands lit up with an eerie white light and her smile widened. “Let’s see just how good!” Suddenly Guards poured through the entrance about six of them all brandishing those fancy swords of theirs. “Damn.” She said and turned back to face the woman who had looked the same way. The guard’s HAD made a big ruckus coming in.

“There she is! It’s Kaze again!” One of the guards said pointing their fucking stupid sword at her. CHh way to ruin her fun. Her hand grasped at a chair picked it up and hurled it at the woman. She was sure the Bitch was going to dodge it, but that was fine by her.

“Sorry to cut this short, but gotta go!” She said and headed for an open window in the back.

“Get her!” the guards said missing the other patrons and Kyme that were still fighting. Seems some Bastard had tipped them off that she had started this one as well.

[Kyme Reinhilde]

And still she manage to get up... Kyme observed in wonder as Sevi climbed up off of the table. Although the girl looked visibly shaken, her fighting spirit looks untouched. So amazed was the assassin by the urchin's display the insult scarcely registered.

She's a bit old...but still a child. There's much we could do with her if she can be recruited... Her prior grievances forgotten, Kyme was already crunching out numbers. Strong, fast, unyielding, those were perfect traits for an assassin. Although Sevi's techniques needed refining, her physical prowess makes up for the lost years that could have been spent in the practice yield.

But it looks like the fight was not quite over yet. Keenly observing Sevi's glowing white fists, she once more dropped into a defensive position. It was as she thought, this child, whoever she is, cannot be fully human.

But before the redhead had a chance to encounter the strange white light, a sudden ruckus, louder than even the bar fights, caught her attention. Tsk, guards.

Violet eyes searched for another exit - getting into a brawl with city authority would be a waste of her time, and, should her identity be detected, bad for business. It appears however, that the guards only had one target in mind. She watched as the leader pointed his sword at the teen, who, apparently unwilling to engage authorities as well, took to the window.

Kyme only paused for a second before following suit. She has to find out who this girl was. And more importantly, recruit her!

"Wait," she called out, dashing after the gray blur. The guards, after a bit of cussing, tore out of the door and tried to follow in their steps.

When her request was ignored, Kyme took a more direct approach. Leveraging herself off of a nearby wall, she leapt over a dumpster, narrowly evaded a homeless man, and caught up to the teen. Without another word, the assassin seized the kid's arm, the uninjured one - she was quite aware what her kicks can do. Without letting Sevi protest and ready to block any punches should Sevi strike, she leapt, dragging the girl up with her.

The city of Venus, after all, was her domain. A couple quick leaps on the various walls took them to the roofs. And, when she made sure the pursuing guards were watching, she began to flee southbound, with the men on hot pursuit. However, compared to the narrow roads, where drunkards and the homeless of all types got into the guards' ways, they, traveling by the empty roof top, soon shook their pursuers. As the guards were out of their vision, she, still dragging the teen, slipped off the roof.

Kyme gave the urchin a second to catch her breath before speaking. "I have a proposition for you." She began, looking into Sevi's eyes with sincerity in her own. "You fought those men for food, no? I can offer you all the food you ever wanted and more...."

[Sevi]

Sevi… was annoyed. She had thought she was out of there, but SOMEHOW that damn prostitute Bitch caught up to her. She also had the nerve to drag Sevi around… also UP of all things. She was screaming profanities and calling the woman all sorts of names till she was breathless. It was about that time that the woman stopped… suddenly. What the heck did this woman want from her? It was bad enough she had NEARLY lost a fight… not that she would have, but it was close enough for the moment.

“Sorry, I know I’m hot, but I’m not gonna be no Prostitute with you Bitch!” she said matter of factly. She doubted the woman was a prostitute for real, but… ehh it was possibly a side thing or something. What else could the woman want her for? Sevi didn’t do not stinking fights for money. Or… rather hadn’t since that one time she had been jipped and had to beat the crap out of some bastard to get her money. It wasn’t worth the hassle street fighting for money. And since the woman was surely not with the guards and she didn’t look like a street fighter or anything like that… prostitute was all that came to mind.

Unless of course she was trying to trick her and sell her into slavery… like she would let that shit happen. Also she was still having a hard time with that face… and the hair it REALLY stood out. She felt as if she should know the woman for some reason. Sevi looked around for an exit… from the back alley they were in. Great… perfect spot for the woman’s slaver buddies to try to get her. They were in for a fight if that happened.