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Naruki city, a clouded night. Yeong knew exactly what she was getting into. She took a deep breath and snuck an inconspicuous glance over her shoulder, before turning into a dark alleyway she knew was a dead end. And her stalker was still pursuing. Good, since she'd hate to just have him run away now. To her surprise, she wasn't the only one here that had a correlation to the Korean mafia. And, those that did, mostly other Koreans, knew that she was a part. And those called in favours. And right now, she was delighted to finish one of those. A woman that had been assualted and molested. The police didn't take action, there wasn't sufficient evidence. Or so the woman explained. And she also explained she wasn't the only one.
So, a serial sexual offender. If it was true, she was about to be molested here. If it wasn't, she'd come back later, like she was doing the past days. And she was always followed. But the pursuer seemed to lose interest each time. Possibly she was here again, on a fruitless night. Though she severely hoped she wasn't.
She turned into the stage and heard the rustling of a garbage can, turning around to glance at a man, pulling a small swiss army knife from his coat and approaching her. Oh good, seems like today was the right day.
He approached her, trying to stab her before he would get handsy. Fisticuffs against a knife? No sweat, Yeong slammed his wrist sidewards and threw her other hand up to collide with his chin. Her knee slamming upwards in his crotch with a sickening crunch. Which was followed up by pulling him down from the ground, swiping the knife and throwing it to the side. "Igeol gidaehaji anh-ass ni?!" She called out as she gave the man a punishing stomp on his ribs as he tried to sit up, before starting to repeatedly kick him in the stomach. A slur of korean swears and insults following. Always nice to cut loose.
A retching resounded, blood and other unmentionables flooded from his mouth. She pressed her foot down on his shoulder, pushing him on his back when he was done, before straddling his chest and starting to go absolutely berserk on his face. Breaking his nose, teeth, dislocating a jaw, crushing an eyesocket. She didn't stop until she was tired out, sitting up and panting, glancing down at the whincing and sobbing mess underneath. "Bitch," she snarled in japanese, before pulling a butterfly knife from her duster, flicking it around in her hand before grabbing his hand, holding up his ringfinger. "Married huh?" She inquired, pressing the blade to his ringfinger. "Disgusting," came her final statement as she sliced it off with one fell swoop. Getting to her feet with a deep breath to steady herself. She took her cellphone, bringing it up to take a picture from her work. She'd show it to the one requesting the favour later, to show her her job was done. Teach the man a lesson. Don't kill him.
She glanced at the ring on the severed finger and started to pry it off, pocketing the ring, before throwing the finger over one of the chain fences, a loud barking resounding. She took off the leather gloves she wore especially for this occasion, tossing them in the barrel campfire that lit up the alleyway in a haunting, orange light.
On this fine night, Queen Victoria was wearing a tight sleeveless dress with a glow in the dark universe pattern that whirled and wound around her ankles and black Dr Martens boots. Her hair, in a ponytail as always, was jet black at the root with startling white highlights strewn through them making the top of her head look like a indecisive zebra crossing. Completing the outfit was black fishnet gloves and her FB earrings, such she was wearing when she stepped out of the darkness with her Reiatsu suppressed and stopped at the head of the moaning man. He was swaying from side to side at this point, rocking as if a baby looking for attention, "god normal humans disgusted me" She thought to herself, the voices agreed.
ports of stirrings in the Korean mafia had sent her to this side of town, in business with their gangs in order to keep the countries from going to war, a turf battle was a piece of cake, a full scale army war was a little out of her comfort zone. Not to mention terrible for business. So when on her way home she sensed another Fullbringer nearby, followed by screams in her favourite pitch, she just had to investigate. Some might question "Is that the wisest idea?" but to QV, wisdom had little place in life, no great story had ever started with "Nothing went wrong".
The girl was walking away, a chorus of voices in QV's head let out a simultaneous "dayum" and begged her far too late not to make her turn around. "Missy likes to play with her food I see." QV called out, holding up a wagging finger and clicking her tongue disapprovingly. She was a lover of violence, a lover of blood, a lover of torture and heck, a lover of loving. But leaving your prey lying in an alley to bleed to death was not cool by any means, plus it really annoyed the whole psychopathic OCD thing she had going on. If you were going to kill a guy then kill him, if you are going to make him scream then make him scream, no point leaving a job have arsed. "Sloppy if you ask me, it was very different in my day oh yes oh yes it was, pull off his nose, make him sick, start with his fingers and end with his-." "-ENOUGH, I am in control and that's the way things are now, you were weak, you were pathetic, this is my time so just stop" QV snapped out loud, then regained her composure.
QV crouched down by the man, the tip of her finger lighting up and an orb of healing energy passing down the moaning mans throat to spread through his system and stop the bleeding. Charity was not in her nature, she was not a nice person or Samaritan by any means, but she wanted to talk to this girl chica to chica and denying her a death seemed like the way to do that. Plus it might make the girl grow some balls and kill the man, or if the gods were really on her side, this bomb of a girl would attack her. Nothing turned her on more than an attempt on her life. "You gonna kill this one or can I have him? But you gotta tell me why, that's the deal, I have places, people and powers that can maintain the line before a blackout for days" the man whimpered a little.
Name: Golden Wisp
Class: Healing
Tier: II
Type: Healing
Range: 10m
Description: A small orb of flaring gold energy floats out of the users chosen finger(s)(maximum at one time matches the tier used), and floats into the mouth of the target at the max speed for the tier used, when in their body it dissolves into the blood stream and spreads through them turning their veins gold and lightly glowing. This then heals according to the healing guide, starting with the more severe wounds.
Post by YEONG-HUI GANGJEON on Mar 28, 2017 22:23:25 GMT
Her job here was done, a nice diversion from all the crap that bothered her. Sure, she could go for an actual punching bag, work out in the gym. Which she did, but regardless. She glanced up from the barrel fire, up to the woman that stood there, making quite the assumption. With the limited japanese she spoke, she could make some sense from it. "Food? Toy?" She inquired with a soft frown, taking a guarded step back. The look in her eyes immediately turned hostile and wary. As if she was ready to fight at but a moment's notice.
But she stayed her hand. Mostly for the reason that she didn't seem shocked, rather interested in the scene. When she suddenly snapped loudly, Yeong flinched slightly, taking a guarded step back, hands clenching into fists as feline ears flattened against her skull. Yeong frowned as the odd, crazy woman kneeled down next to the man she just beated into submission, frowning. "No death. Just revenge," she answered, fingers relaxing and curling into a fist again. It wasn't that she lacked in vigour, spirit or in methaporical balls. It was just that the man deserved the humiliation of surviving through this ordeal. He'd need to be properly traumatized. "Revenge for a friend," she corrected.
"If revenge is a dish best served cold, and also revenge is sweet, is revenge ice cream?" "Shut up." "First sign of insanity, telling yourself to shut up." "Fairly sure the first sign is hearing voices" "Who died and made you queen of sanity" "You did" "Your words, they hurt" Queen Victoria straightened up, a curious look on her face, she was listening. The thud of both persons heartbeats, his was fast, erratic, full of fear and adrenaline. The girls was calm, she had power that was sure, her energy was bright and full of potential, but still calm. The rush of the girls blood filled QV's head, her breathing, her voice washed over her, letting it circle her head and controlling it to repeat over and over, a smile on her face as her head rolled until releasing it and levelling her eyes. QV let her own powers leak out a little, just enough to make the woman aware of her full power and deter her from attacking. Of course if she sensed this and attacked anyway QV was interested to see whether she would be glad or disappointed, it could go either way. She was so temperamental recently, this was definitely the tamest she had been for a few days now, having killed a family just the day before for buying an apple that she had her eye on. Now she was healing a random man and talking to a girl who kept her cards close to her chest, QV was very interested in seeing those cards. And her chest.
"Revenge huh? Cute. Would you be a dear and give me anything more to work on than that? As much as I love pointless violence you have me intrigued." the man started whimpering, Victoria snapped her fingers towards him and the sound stopped coming from his mouth. His face filled with a new level of fear as he screamed and yelled yet no sound escaped him, kept contained within his body by her overwhelming powers with the element of air and sound. "Oh hush now, you are spoiling the mood." she snapped sternly, delivering a sharp kick to his head that knocked him back to the ground from his elbow elevated position. "How about we start with a name?" QV stepped over the man and stopped before the girl "Hi-" she started with a brilliant smile and wide eyes "-Queen Victoria, at your service" curtsying and holding out a introducing hand in an opportune moment to present her own.
Post by YEONG-HUI GANGJEON on Apr 8, 2017 14:28:11 GMT
The woman raved on, seemingly only preoccupied with herself. But she was calm. By no means was she impressed or intimidated by someone who seemed to be talking to a voice, or mayhaps even multiple voices, in her head. A soft breath escaped her, before she straightened up, dropping her combat pose, rather resting her hand on her hip. And after the breath came a soft chuckle. "Why does it matter?" She spat down in the man's general direction. "Weak and pathetic. A piece of filth," she stated, shaking her head momentarily. "Molester. Touched a friend," she said, glancing up at Victoria. Seemed like cutting fingers and beating someone to absolute shit was the best way of dealing with that. Lucky she didn't take more than just his finger.
Yeong looked down at the hand as the woman curtsied, taking a step back, hand still resting on her hip. She momentarily glanced at the flaming barrel that was currently disintegrating the gloves, before back at Victoria. Poison on the hand, no doubt. So she couldn't shake it. Not without gloves. "Nanashi," she retorted. The name she came to adopt these days in these foreign lands. No name, a stranger. No identity, no home, no insurance. And yet, she was strong enough to wander these streets, tempting criminals and following up with giving them a thorough trashing.
Queen Victoria arched an eyebrow, taking her hand back and smiling politely. This girl was being irritatingly stubborn, and if she had not been trying to be on her best pg-13 behaviour then she would have been guilty of a lot more than this man. As it was, "Molesting? Oh. I thought it was something serious for a minute." she said in all seriousness. She had done, been accused, convicted and sentenced of far greater sins in the past. But she was trying to show off. Looking back at the man, she took the sound of him crying, making it float through the air and spiral around her finger, the face of the man crying could be seen in it as it balled up at the tip of her finger. Then it shot at the mans face at extraordinary speed. Smacking him full in the mouth, a resounding crack and sickening shatter bounced off the alley walls as every tooth in the molesters mouth shattered at the same time.
"They come to expect fingers taken, its almost cliché at this point. I like to get-" the man was screaming silently on the floor, the sound of it floating up to her finger again, turning it in the air like gathering candyfloss. She turned back to the girl and released the sound on the spot, his screaming filled the air as if from a great distance, QV breathed it in, her body shaking in pleasure while the screams faded to nothing. "-creative. Nanashi." She smiled and rocked her body, obviously feigning a schoolgirl embarrassment. "It's a beautiful night, don't you think? I would hate to spend it alone, know anywhere two pretty ladies could share a meal?" winking warmly.
Post by YEONG-HUI GANGJEON on Apr 8, 2017 15:22:56 GMT
Serious, or not. It didn't matter much to Yeong. The few people here that requested perfection. It was just an example to show that she'd come down with an iron fist if anyone or anything displeased her. Be it a foe, or people forgetting who they owed favours to. Who was there to stop her from going absolute ballistic on this man? None, so, following that train of thought, who was there to stop her from trashing you from a change? It wasn't fearmongering. It was more of a forcibly gained respect she tried to attain. In Korean circles, people muttered the name Raven Solstice at times. So at least she was doing something right. Then again, she was a legend back there.
She glanced at Victoria, being rather unimpressed by her behaviour or her attempts at intimidation. Though, that was what her entire face looked like. A great deal of unimpressed. She had done far worse than this, or far worse than this man had done. Though, the same question rose again. Who was there to stop her?
Though the wisp of sound managed to catch her attention. Her feline eyes followed the energy closely, even as it spun around Victoria's finger, before being shot off. With a soft gritting against the ground, she turned on one foot, the other sliding to her side. Regarding Victoria with her left shoulder. The wounded man with her right. "Efficiency beats creativity," she stated in response. Truth be told, this woman was fucking creepy. And like her, she had powers. Though intimidating her took more than just some magic tricks. And just seeing how exhilarated she reacted to the screams, just added to the idea. A beautiful night. It was like any other. The skies were clear and the stars were out. Which managed ot make her at least relax somewhat.
"You're buying. I'm deciding where," she stated curtly. And without even waiting for a response, she turned around, moving to pass Victora, heading for a small ramen shop that was some minutes of walking away. Whether she followed or not was her choice. She pushed the curtain aside and settled on a chair, glancing up at the elderly owner, a ghost of a smirk playing on her lips. "Annyeonghaseyo," the man greeted her. "Botong," she stated, glancing over whether Victoria had joined her. And if she did, she'd glance back at the man. "Dubeon," she added. The man nodded at her with a smile and started to prepare two bowls. "Nae gage-ui kkamagwi," he stated with a soft chuckle. "Noin-ege igsughae jyeola," was her response with an amused huff. She then looked at Victora again. "I took the liberty to order your food."
Queen Victoria stood there for a minute after the girl had left, waiting until she had passed around the corner, her fingers twirling over the molester slowly, a curious gaze in her eyes and light smile on her lips. The man groaned slowly on the floor, his hands clutching at his face and spitting fragments of shattered tooth on the floor while shaking uncontrollable and staring at the blood. One hand went to his eye and brushed the broken socket Nanashi had broken, she was standing on the other side to his vision, he probably thought she had left with the other girl. When Nanashi had turned the corner, QV tracked her reiatsu and followed it with her senses, she knew where the girl was, she could hear her footsteps as well. And when she closed her eyes, she could see her there, in the distance, walking awa-
"Hello" QV's body rocked from side to side, falling against the wall for support as her head exploded with senses. That second she had lost concentration and watched Nanashi walk away, Victoria struck her mental walls, it barely registered strength wise but it had taken her by surprise.
"GET OUT NOW" QV screamed at herself, clutching her head and pulling at her hair. The man turned over slowly to see what was going on with mounting horror etched on his already pain riddled face. He started crawling away as fast as he could while she slammed her body against the wall and snarled.
"NO, this is my body, MINE" "YOU WERE WEAK, YOU WERE PATHETIC, YOU FELL APART AND NOW I AM IN CONTROL" "LEAVE M-" "NO, THIS IS MY BODY NOW, THESE ARE MY POWERS, YOU ARE NOTHING, I TOOK YOUR LIFE AND MADE IT BETTER, TOOK YOUR STRENGTH AND MADE IT MY OWN. NOW I MAKE THE DECISIONS, I WIELD THIS POWER AND YOU WILL SIT BACK LIKE THE WEAK BITCH YOU ARE AND LEAVE ME TO LIVE YOUR LIFE BETTER THAN YOU EVER COULD!" "YOU ARE N-" "Shut the fuck up, tired of your shit. Damn."
QV straightened up, brushing herself off and looked around trying to remember what she was doing, she could still hear Victoria banging on the cage in her mind. It was like someone yelling at the bottom of a well, Victoria had been strong, strong enough to rule in her time. But QV took that power and improved it, made herself stronger. Now? Victoria ain't got nothing on her.
"oh god, oh, oh god, god, god, GOD! PLEASE. N-" QV snapped her fingers, clutching her head from the headache Victoria had given her and this assault on her ears was the last thing she needed. The mans screaming doubled back, tearing its way down his throat, rupturing his voice box. As Victoria passed him and went to turn the corner, she waved her hand, the mans body and face contorted, his eyes widening slightly before going limb, and his lungs exploded out of his body.
Victoria arrived three minutes later at the restaurant, it had taken nothing to track her down again, not many fullbringers around here afterall. Taking a seat next to her, she had called for a cleanup on the way there, the body and the remains would be long gone by the time anyone even knew or cared that he was missing. Smiling at the girl as she sat and tapping blatantly on the table to get the owners attention. Throwing some money down on the table and hand gesturing for two stiff drinks to be brought over, smiling in response as he walked off nodding. Then giving her attention to Nanashi, her elbows up on the table and chin resting on her palms, she sighed happily. "Most appreciated. I like a girl who can take charge." her eyes twinkled. "So, what brings you to my lovely little city? I assume our friend back there was not the only reason?"
Post by YEONG-HUI GANGJEON on Apr 8, 2017 17:17:16 GMT
Feline ears picked up the screaming and the shouting. Though, she imagined the woman was taking care of the man. Well, she didn't really care either way. She was told to rough him up. And so she did. What happened to him after that wasn't in her interest. It didn't matter to her at all. She saw nothing and heard nothing. How would she even report a crime here?
She decided to chat up the old man a bit. Just talk to the man a bit, explain where she came from and what she had done. He was someone she knew from back in Korea, a friend of her mother's from back in the day. He made the note she had some blood on her coat, which she shrugged off. "You made it," she said after Victoria posed her question, before shaking her head with a grimace. "Looking for a better live," she answered Victoria, before two bowls of ramen were placed infront of them. "I had nothing left in Korea, so I decided to move." It was true enough. She was looking for a better life, she had nothing left back there. Though what she forgot to mention was that she was forced to come here regardless. Also, a thing that this woman said caught her off guard. Her city? What could she mean by that? "Your city, then?" She asked, eyebrow raising slowly. By no means did she assume the woman to be normal. But she was curious now.
Queen Victoria grabbed her chopsticks up straight away as the food came, her stomach suddenly starving now it had food available. She spun them expertly in her hands, flicking up a bit of vegetable into the air and catching it in her mouth as it fell back down. She grinned at Nanashi, she knew it would not impress her, it was part immaturity, part procrastination while she thought of an answer. The possibility of this being an assassin or someone working for an opposing gang growing exponentially with every second that passed and she could not afford to mess up diplomacy.
QV chewed on the little bit of vegetable for a long time, grinning through her chewing and her eyes intent to show she was thinking. She had nodded understandingly when Nanashi admitted to coming over with nothing to lose. QV had been there, it was why she fought so hard to keep what she had, and why what she had lost was still fresh in her timeshared state of sanity. "Yes." she answered simply.
The drinks arrived just as she took a fast mouth of ramen, moving at indigestion speeds if she was not careful. Gulping down what turned to be a perfectly warmed Sake, makes sense it would be served in Naruki but QV had no idea if it was a traditional Korean drink as well or if he adjusted the menu for the customers. Either way, it was delightful and she made a mental note to show it in her payment. Smiling and nodding until he walked away, then as he was out of earshot she concluded her talking.
"I will not bore you with details. But due to certain-" she glanced hard at the owner of the store "-skills. I am able to run my illegitimate businesses with little to no real physical resistance." stabbing at her food with no real aim "Political problems however, are turning out to be quite the bitch at the moment, and not something I am cut out for to be honest." snort laughing at her comment, shaking her head and scooping up more ramen.
Post by YEONG-HUI GANGJEON on Apr 15, 2017 14:15:18 GMT
The feline fullbringer already had her chopsticks as the food was brought, circling it and weaving it around her fingers in boredom. It seemed she had quite the slight of hand. Her other rested in a fist against her cheek as her head slumped against it. She just waited for her food, not all too keen to socialize. She glanced over at the odd woman, with such odd mannerisms, but decided to keep silent. And just examine her. She took quite a while to answer. It even allowed for old man to bring in their bowls of ramen, as well as sake.
So this Victoria thought the city was hers. But how, how was it hers? She glanced at her food, taking
Illegitmite. Huh. So she was a mobster. And one with influence, judging from her words. Part of the gangs she was trying to stomp deep enough in the ground for a safe passage. That led to the next question. A lieutenant, or a commander? This woman could teach her a lot regarding, without her even knowing. "Blues?" She inquired with a soft frown. "Make a ruse, go somewhere else, cause a lot of noise there while you continue with the actual things you need'a do, somewhere else." She answered. One massive strike to draw away attention from the smaller, yet more important bits. A classic bait and switch. How she went about was just a tad different from this, however. She was making a lot of noise. But there was no pattern, it were completely random strikes to cause disarray.
She gave Victoria a sidelong glance. "Hierarchy? Gang?" She inquired with a soft frown.
Queen Victoria let out a small gasp of laughter, this girl reminded her of herself a few years ago. So naïve, so foolish and inpatient. "Unfortunately my dear that is what has gotten me into this conundrum, someone paid me to do something and the distraction did not go as planned, one of my idiots left fingerprints and now I am up to my tits in enquiries." Nanashi did have a mind for things though, it may have been proven to be a bad idea, but the fact she thought it told QV that Nanashi had a similar train of thought to her. With some tutelage and trials and errors she could make something of herself in this city. Unfortunately QV was not in the business of teaching, she was not looking for a replacement or a rival and so if she could not bed this girl it was most likely she would kill her or never see her again. Depending on how the evening went.
She took another sip of Sake, then another chopstick of ramen. The hot food felt good on the way down, the night was brisk and the girl was doing nothing to help her warmth levels. Letting her dirtier mind wander down that road as she spoke allowed her to fantasize and keep the conversation flowing at the same time. The trick was trying not to say anything she was thinking while speaking, Nanashi was already being distant and she did not need to make things worse. She leaned forwards with a cheeky smile "Now, you seem awfully interested in my gang Nanashi, could it be that you are trying to gather information or am I being silly? Because I really, really hope I am just being silly. Think real hard about your answer because you are far too cute for a shallow grave." she spoke calmly, as if she were talking about the food or weather, then continued eating.
Post by YEONG-HUI GANGJEON on Apr 24, 2017 13:32:48 GMT
"Sandpaper on fingers," Yeong responded easily, delightfully slurping down her ramen afterwards. "Grind it down until you see bone. No fingerprints left to track," she snorted softly. "Also teaches a lesson to your men to wear gloves and be more careful. Either do it yourself or force 'em under gunpoint." Traditional korean tactics, though there it was both them and whomever they loved under gunpoint. Though she also heard it happened in africa, regarding child soldiers and blood diamonds. She poured a small cup of sake and knocked it back, before placing it down again with a soft sigh. Proceeding to eat, calmly so. And even then, she moved with methodically, with grace. And if Victoria had any experience in the way of a fistfight or a melee fight, she'd just realize that Yeong left -no- holes in her defenses. Even at this point, where she was just seeming to eat with an acquaintance. A friendly stranger.
One eye cracked open to look at Victoria. And there were the damn threats again. But, it was her gang. So she was a leader. Good. Very good to know. More information was always welcome. Though if her threats told her one thing, the woman was scared, or taken aback. She had no idea who Yeong was or what she could do. Except for being extremely brutal towards anyone if the price was right or a favour was called.
Keep 'em guessing. Cover tracks and execute your plans with disguised randomness. No discrimination. This was nothing but a long battle of attrition.
"Call it a healthy interest," she swallowed the noodles and glanced at Victoria. "From an unaligned mercenary." Give her enough info to go with. Make sure she doesn't know enough. "One looking for employment," she added with an eyebrow.
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