Wandering (Goro, PM TO JOIN >/)

[Ryo]

Ryo walked along the bleak wastelands, he had been moving for days now and had yet to come across another being since the last outpost. For some reason, he felt he had somehow gotten slightly... lost. But that didn't seem to matter to him all to much. His solitary eye scanning the horizon for signs of life, only to see what looked like a small group, maybe five or six people standing in a tight circle. Of course, that is only what he could see, as he moved closer he found that it was more than that. They looked like bandits, from the looks of them newbies, as they barely had any scars and held their dull weapons quite unprofessionally. To some, these men would be something of a threat, mostly because they had no morals and no apparent fear of anything. Ryo knew differently of course. Quickly he figured out why they were standing like that, and it definitely wasn't a quiet chat amongst themselves.

There was a young woman surrounded in the middle, older than him but only just. He figured that they weren't after directions. Though they all looked like rookies, one seemed to know what he was doing, he had a deadly looking machete and was pointing it at the woman's chest. ”You're comin' with us broad.” He sounded quite mean, not one to mess around. Though he and his men weren't paying attention as Ryo simply walked through them, pushing past as if he wasn't seeing anything happen, avoiding the girl to push roughly past the leader. ”Lookit' what we got here boys, a tough guy. The fuck you think you're doin' boy?” he asked, Ryo stopped, and turned back to look at them. Some seemed quite confused as to what had just happened, some just looked angry at him. Though for now, he would say nothing at all.

[Eve]

Peace, Love and Good feelings, that's what you were gonna bring to this world. You'd never traveled outside of Gaia before but as the new Chief of the village you really didn't have much of a choice. Despite your clan's reputation as an isolationist faction, you actually got out quite a bit. It was your duty as the only full hearted and sympathetic people left in this world to spread happiness. Though perhaps coming out into such a barren land without bringing any security personal wasn't the best idea.

GET ON THE FUCKING GROUND PRINCESS, YOUR COMIN WITH US.

The large and quite dangerous looking man in front of you would bellow quite verbosely. What started off as a simple walk through the wasteland to spread some joy had quite turned into something much worse. Namely you being surrounded by a gang of marauders who appeared to want nothing more then to strip you down, kill you and have their way with whatever was left, in no particular order.

Five of them in all, dressed to impress, if by impress you mean radiate an aura of fear to anyone who caught their eye. While they weren't particularly armed, only one wasn't barehanded gripping what appeared to be a machete, they were still much larger and certainly more battle hardened then yourself. Wearing leather scraps they'd probably taken off the last traveler they'd encountered, it was obvious they weren't the most dangerous thing in town, but easily more dangerous then yourself.

Wearing your green skirt of thin palm leaves and flowers with an exotic top of equal composition, you definitely did not exude the same atmosphere of rough and tumble combat that they possessed. Even worse you were completely unarmed, deciding only to carry your heart shaped medical purse upon departure. None of which contained anything that'd help you now.

Please....Please don't hurt me, I....I'm just trying to help people.

You'd say with a look of fear on your face as you closed your eyes tightly and gripped your fists together as though this would somehow protect you from the imminent attack.

Oh your gonna help us all right, I can guarantee you that

The largest of the men would say with a perverted smirk across his face. You knew with this statement that your fate was sealed, all that was left now was time as the men moved even closer to attack.

Waiting......
Waiting............
Waiting.................

And then nothing....

Opening your eyes to see what could possibly be halting these men from their conquest. You'd notice one more being in existence then their was moments ago. A young man, around your age and certainly not with the bandits as you could tell by his samurai get up. Whoever he was, it didn't appear to want your flesh as the others did. Instead he stood silently in front of the leader, as though challenging his machismo merely with his presence.

Lookit' what we got here boys, a tough guy. The fuck you think you're doin' boy?

All you could do was stand and watch at this point as the leader of the mongrel fighters became ever so slightly enraged. Running now would guarantee your death. So you stood, stood and watched, your fate in this mysterious warriors hands.

[Ryo]

Ryo looked at the men with that solitary eye, no paticular expression could be told from it apart from utter dissapointment with these bandits. Silently he would figure what the plan of action was, from what he could tell he was definately outnumbered. But as he had figured they were not warriors, using numbers rather than skill to get their way. Compared to them he seemed slightly less imposing, if it weren't for that stare... His eye then turned to the girl, she definately wasn't a fighter, she would be no use at all, but he knew if he left her with then it would be the end for her.. His blades hadn't tasted blood for a long time, it seemed they were about to.

"Say somethin' you little punk!" Ryo didn't oblige him, though he seemed to glare as a black aura began to formed around him, it wasn't real of course, but these men didn't know that. Some stood back while others just growled, the leader wasn't sure what to do, and soon it wouldn't matter, he wanted it overwith. A roar would be heard as he attacked with a dangerous swing of his machete, only for the sound of metal on metal to ring trough the air. Ryo had drawn his sword to block the blow, while opening him up to the attack that would finish him. A quick attack with his second sword would leave a gash on the man's throat, as he gasped in disbelief, Ryo walked forward, cleaning the blood off his blade and sheathing it, pushing the man as he did so. Falling down with a soft thud as he breathed his last breath. He then turned to the young woman. "Are you ok?" he said it quite calmly, apparently unphased at the shaken men standing behind her.

[-- Azrael]

Azrael watched the event unfold from a rock about 50 metres away. So far he hadn't been noticed, but he was looking forward to seeing if these bandits could do. There were six of them and one random do-gooder. Surely outnubering him would work in their favor. "It's fair to say, you morons didn't come nearly well armed enough. Six of you and one machete, fools." Azrael realized no-one was close enough to hear him, but he didn't mind, talking to himself was pretty much the only sensible conversation he got.

"Hahahaha!" Azrael burst into uncontrolable laughter as the first and clearly most superior of the bandits ran in swinging. The clatter of metal came a second or so after Azrael saw the impact happen. "All swing, no ding." Azrael said as the man was cut down gushing blood from his throat, like a small fountain in satans garden.

Azrael, hoped down from his rock to see what the other men would do, they seemed to cower at the simplicity of the kill. "This is a fucking embarrasment to everyone who calls themself a fucking bandit." Azrael picked up his baseball bat and teleported behind the bandits.

Appearing behind them silently Azrael picked one of the bandits to make a show of, he was the largest of the 5 remaining men, the head of the snake had already been removed now it was time for the innards. "Oi! Shit for brains!" Azrael said poking the big guy in the back of the head with his baseball bat. The man turned round, still looking stunned from the initial attack from the guy with the swords, with this Azrael wasted no time about setting upon him with his bat. He began smashing the mans head in over and over, showering everyone with his brain matter and blood. As he did he yelled, pausing for the sound of the crunch as more of his skull was pummeled to mush. "You.. Stupid.. Stupid.. Piece of shit.. You.. Are .. A.. Fucking.. Embarrasment.. To.. Every.. Single.. Raider.. That.. ever.. fucking.. lived.. AAAARRRRGHHH!!!!!!!!!! Hahahahaha."

Stopping the beating Azrael looked up at the other bandits, they were starting to look more and more like they were about to wet themselves. Azrael screamed violantly at them, then proceeded to burst into maniacle laughter, looking at the two "good" guys as he did.

[/font]