West Blue: Chaotic Vacation at Las Camp

Her hands,wrist and around her mouth were coated in blood as she finished off a third chunk of muscle as she swallowed it as she was thirsty she took a particularly juicy looking vein around the throat slice it out with surgical precious the edged jagged due to the dullness of the blade as she started to squeeze the blood out to drink to was down the meal she just had getting alittle more blood on her not caring about the excess now since she was already basically coated in the stuff as she heard the voice of a man her hazy mind started to clear she noticed he asked for the key of her almost trying to hide it within her rags knowing she needed it to get her own stuff back. His laugh had resonated around her making her look up at him getting her full attention making her look at him intrigued of why he was laughing.

she spoke quietly and with alittle distrust as she seemed to back away from the body like a creature from the cave - I..I need it, they took everything away from me. I would cook it, b..but there isnt anywhere cook it and im just so hungry- she spoke scared of him stuttering alittle since he had just killed someone with seeming ease which made her think he would easily do it to her as well. she then watched his hand extend out to her making cock her head not sure if she accept his hand the evil grin almost making her move alittle closer to him taking the key out to hand to him- Hello Discord, My name is FiFi- she moved cautiously but she did place the key in his hand, trusting this side of him noticing that he had spoke that he was a differant side of the same person but as he didnt attack her on site of eating but also offered to eat with her she didnt think he would attack her yet.-

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((OOC: EVERYONE NEEDS TO READ THE THREAD ON HEALTH AND APPLY YOUR HEALTH IN YOUR NEXT POSTS. ( https://theonepiecerp.rpg-board.net/t8045-health-system ) Again for those who haven't been keeping track of your posts and levels, go back and count them now. I'm going to give you three days to get this done and post.))

[Desais]

The guard that had tried to get back onto his feet and confront FiFi was taken out with a single blow. He wasn't dead; however the man was taken out of the fight. It was probably for the best, even with the guard being stronger, his agility was cut when Desais landed the blow to his legs; making a battle with the cruel cannibal even worse. As Desais walked away the man just sat there, propped up against the wall. He was as defenseless as all of the hundreds people that had passed out from Iken's will.

[Taphie - Desais - Iken]

Iken stood there reunited with Taphie, as she scolded him for leaving her alone with Mick. She was right; he left her in a vulnerable state with a person he had just met. Not only did that reflect poorly on his judgment as a captain, but also on him as a partner to Taphie. "You're right, I'm so sorr..." Iken began to say. A moment before Iken could apologize he was cut off by Desais. Desais ran up and embraced Taphie. Iken glared at Desais for a moment, looking at all of the blood he had gotten on Taphie. The captain was about to say something, to the effect; however he realize that it could have just as well been him that got the blood on the young woman. Iken was covered in blood from his foe as well. Instead of smacking Desais over the head like his urges told him to, Iken merely gritted his teeth before forming a wide grin. Iken couldn't stay mad at a time like this, they were all safe and that's what really mattered.

"Come on; let’s get the hell out of this place before the marines show up." Iken said leading the way down the spiral stairs. His boots clinked and clanked against the metal stairs with each step he took, the sounds barely audible over the roaring of the alarm. At first the alarm was fairly annoying however by now Iken had gotten used to it. When Iken and his two crewmates had made it down to the last few stairs the alarm suddenly cut off. Iken stopped in his tracks for a moment to try and gauge why the alarm had shut off. Stepping down to the lowest level of the compound, Iken looked around to see if there was anyone around. At first Iken didn't see anyone or anything that could of cut off the alarm. Iken noticed a room with a door that was shut, it was a large steel door, and he walked over to inspect the door only to find out it was locked. The pirate drew his black blade and sliced the door at the hinges causing it to fall back. Behind the door there appeared to be a sort of vault to treasure room where valuable items and weapons were stored. "Hey! It looks like I found where they buried their treasure." he said with a bit of excitement.

When Iken looked back at Taphie and Desais a click was heard. A gun was pointed at Iken's head, the barrel pushed against the side of his head. "Put down your weapons and get on the ground or your captain's brains with be the new paint color for these walls." said the hostess that Taphie had fought a day before. The blonde woman held a small gun in her hand, a gun made especially small for easy concealment. Even though the gun was small, it still packed all of the killing power of a regular weapon. The woman had been hiding in the guards station waiting to ambush whoever over took the mines. She used the alarm to her advantage by shutting it off, she had predicted it would lure out the ones responsible for the whole mess. She had learned from her previous encounters with the Steel Village, she would not beat them with brute force alone; it would take a little tampering for her to break the "Steel".

Hostess:

[Discord and FiFi]

The guard stood there with eyes full of terror as he gave Discord and FiFi all of the answers they wanted. It was like Discord and FiFi were made for each other by some universal power of insanity. This fact raced through the guards mind as Discord bound the guard with his ribbons. He didn't want to comply, for fear of what they might do afterwards; however the fear of what they might do if he angered them was far greater. Once the guard was bound the fear in his eyes as he sat there would have been apparent. With the key in hand, Discord and FiFi could retrieve any items they had taken from them by the warden. The items had been locked in the vault behind a locked steel door...the same door Iken had just cut down.

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175/175 HP
2500/6000 Calories

This reunion made a large smile appear on Desais's face. He couldn't stop smiling since he was back with Iken and Taphie. Now for the rest of the crew to come together. It may be awhile since they were still in the thick of the battle, the alarm told Desais precisely that. After Desais had hugged Taphie he suddenly realized that her and Iken were having a moment and he had ruined it. Desais's face suddenly turned bright red, but it wasn't noticed due to the thick layer of blood coating his flesh. There was a slight awkward silence as Iken suddenly spoke up. "Hell yeah!" Desais said in reply. He then marched along following behind Taphie so as to bring up the rear and defend what may come attacking the group.

Desais was ever aware of his surrounding until they reached this big, metal, locked door. Desais watched in amazement as Iken cut through it like butter with his black blade. Then suddenly, everything got quiet. Desais prepared himself for something to happen, but he wasn't prepared for what did. A gun, pointed at his captains head, and a snake of a woman slithered out from the darkness at the end of the trigger of the gun. At first Desais wanted to attack, but the sudden realization of the stakes that were at hand made him stop. He looked glaringly at the woman with so much hatred in his eyes. I'm so helpless, what the hell can I do? Desais thought as he knelt down and raised his hands in the air. "You b**ch, you won't get away with this.." Desais said with rage building within him.

8/15

HP: 130/130

Talliphan smiled at Iken as he started to apoligise to her before looking away as she was hugged tightly by someoen eles. She blinked for a moment before smiling brightly "Desais! your alright! I'm so glad" she said and hugged him back before smiling, feeling a bit cold now as hse also noticed she was covered in blood now. Well, it's not the first time she thought to herself.

She noticed Iken's slight upset face as well, from desais running in at their moment and then hugging her, but smiled as he changed to a grin. With a happy nod she fallowed along happy to get out of this place and back some where safe. She looked around, wondering what was going on as the alarm suddenly cut off. Taphie kept quiet as she walked with them, wanting to stay close to iken but moving back as he took out his sword and cut though the door with ease. She gasped and looked at the treasure infront of him. She was about to let out an excited grin when the click was heard.

Taphie's tan skin could be seen going pale as she saw the gun pointed at Iken's head. Taphie gulped as the woman told them to put their weapons down. Taphie looked to iken before placing down the sword he had given her before on the ground nad looking back at the woman with a glare. She didn't say anything but instead glared at the woman with such heat in her eyes that it could almost burn a hole in her skull.

HP: 110

Health total 105
5/10 turns Left Of the Hangman

As The 2 where heading down Discord had  felt glad that he did not have to hurt this pour women after what he could guess from his and Coles experience was complete and utter hell. Discord felt Cole starting to come back out of his happy place. So with Cole coming out soon as he was prepared to face the marines after all of the fear he had worrying about his friends so Discord needed to make sure that FiFi knew what was happening so it would not freak her out to bye switching back to Cole. So with his signature creepy but, yet right because now with Cole starting to get out of his happy place calming smile he started to speak to FiFi soon but it could wait for a bit for it he need to know more about FiFi before he could feel like they could or at leas he could trust her. Cole is just to trusting to people most of the time. It was on of his faults Cole is to trusting to people because he still has that fear of being alone.

Discord need to know he could trust her so first as they where heading down he would tell there story of there past if she show even a bit of care she would be both Cole and Discord could could trust him. So he asked her this question "Would you want to hear a story of family and dreams as we head down to get our belonging." Of course If she said no Discord would understand why. She was most likely hungry, cold, and scared so he knew even if she said no to hearing his and Coles story. Discord would be a little untrusting to her but Cole is trusting to almost anyone that seams like they need help.

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health 100/100

She was leaving along with discord her bare feat along the rocks making it more uncomfortable with each step as she was scared of him trying not to annoy him but as he spoke and heard his voice she could tell something was going on in his head as he seemed to change his tone and his attitude alittle as if his other side was coming back. but as she heard him ask her about listening to a story she turned to him and shook her- Maybe when he are out of this hellish place but not now i..- her voice trailed off as she thought she may have pissed him off getting alittle more distance from him. she knew the marines were getting closer and closer as they moved as she tried to hurry along knowing where the wardens office was but not having the key anymore made it difficult as she start to strike her knife along the wall sharpening the crude blade aswell as she could just incase it would have to be used again though it was easy to tell it would break quite soon after the next use of it.

[Taphie - Desais - Iken]

A smirk spread across Iken's face as Taphie laid down the blade moving towards the woman. Iken turned towards the woman allowing her to draw his sword with her free hand. As she was busy with the blade, Iken's body began to change. It was slight but, still noticeable to someone with a decent perception. Iken's muscles became more toned and defined right before their very eyes as if his body had a mind of its own. "Lightning Twenty Fold” Crouching down, Iken quickly rolled towards the sword Taphie had laid at their feet. Grabbing the blade Iken heard the shot ring out, only missing his head by inches.

"Nitoryu: Dark Operation.” Iken leaped forward toward the hostess, with an attack that appeared to be aimed for her chest. The woman raised Iken's confiscated blade in an attempt to block what she perceived as an incoming threat. At the last second before the two blade connected Iken spun around to the hostess' side slicing the tendon that connected her bicep to her elbow. The hostess lost the strength in her arm causing her to drop Iken's blade which Iken grabbed with his free hand. The winged woman turned aiming her pistol at Iken once more, however before she could pull the trigger; Iken raised his blade and cut the same tendon on the woman's other arm. Once again she instantly lost most of the strength in her arm, which resulted in her dropping the small firearm. The hostess stood there with her arms dangling at her side with a look of terror on her face.

"I'm sorry, but all those that wield this blade are destined to die. That is the curse I bare, the curse I have overcome, the curse that will inevitably end you." Iken said taking a step so he was standing directly in front of the hostess with only inches separating the two. "Nitoryu: Blood Reign." Iken raised the two blades to head level and pointed the ends towards the helpless woman. A quick thrust with each drove the blades into the woman’s neck just behind her jaw, effectively stabbing her in the jugular on both sides. When Iken pulled the blades out, the front half of the woman's neck was cut out nearly decapitating her. An arterial spray shot blood out from either side of her neck, making her look like some dark, life like fountain statue. She fell to the floor as every remaining beat of her heart caused blood to spew out of the wounds.


Iken spun the swords around removing most of the fresh blood from them before sheathing the two blades at the same time on opposite hips. The cursed blade was placed on his left hip with his right hand and Cat's seastone sword on his right with his left hand. Iken turned around and walked towards his crewmates with a somewhat grim look on his face. "Never touch my black sword, even if I don't kill you; it will." he warned. Walking past the two of them, Iken made his way towards the tunnel where Taphie had entered. "Let’s go home."


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175/175 HP
1500/6000 Calories

Desais noticed something change with Iken a bit before he began his devastating attack. It amazed Desais, just like with everything else that Iken has done before. It wasn't long until Iken was free from the difficult situation Desais and Taphie had thought he was in. Desais had seen Iken this menacing many times before on this journey he was on. A sudden sadness crept over Desais as he saw Cat's weapon getting sheathed. Desais knew what was behind Iken's words as he talked about the black blade. It caused nothing but death to everyone around it.

Little did Iken know, everyone in his crew were doomed to the same fate. Granted it may be a long while from now or even sooner than anyone may think, but everyone dies someday. This blade may cause their lives to be forfeit even sooner. Now that Iken was free a relief came over Desais as he said 'Let's go Home'. This was exactly what Desais wanted to do, not only because he wanted his wounds to heal, but then he can somewhat rest and enjoy the friendships he had obtained. Also, Desais remembered the amount of damage their ship needed repaired. "Sigh.." Desais said as he hung his head a bit A shipwrights job is never done. Desais thought as he remembered the damage it had sustained on their last journey to this death trap of an island. Desais followed behind Iken towards the tunnel.

9/15

HP: 130/130

Taphie watched as Iken suddenly became more muscled, she watched him grab the blade at her feet and move back. She moved back at as she saw him slice the woman arm, not sure what she was expecting but it wasn't that. She held her arms to her chest as she saw him slice the woman's other arm before looking away, as he finished her off. She happened to see a glimpse of it, making her stomach turn and want to be sick. she had seen wounds before, but never the injury happening. She held a stomach a bit and looked back as everything went quiet before Iken started to speak.

Taphie moved a bit, feeling afraid of Iken for the first time scene she had met him. She watched as he walked out of the tunnel, telling them they where going to go home. She waited till Desais started to move before quietly fallowing behind, not being able to even make a sound.

Discord could tell she was still from the sound in her voice... And he knew if he could tell more or less care that Cole was going to be coming back to take over there contentiousness. He knew once that happens he would give Cole his memories of what happened and go back into his place in their mind. But he need to make sure that this FiFi girl knew what was going on so she would not freak out he was a little mad about not getting his chance to tell there sorry but he was ok with that. .. And there it as again Discord could not believe that he was feeling well anything but Rage and Hate. He wished he had mor Erie to think about it but Cole was getting back from his happy plac and he need a break from all of this.

Cole was fealign foggy about what was happening and where the guards he was fight are... And why he was inside there brain and discord was walking with some he did not know. As he though this Discord quickly started to explains what happened and why he passed out. Cole could not belive what he did, He passed out in the middle of a battle and made discord fight alone. Sure Discord beat them but he left discord alone with out any supervision. Cole took back control making sure not to give of that he had taking back control as they reach the bottom floor when he found Iken and Desais with a Women talking over a deacapiated Wemon body near what he must have though to be the place where they where keeping his stuff. He quickly Yelled "Hey Iken, Desais please waiting," Hopeing that the crew he had just found was just going to leave him there. He quickly start to try and catch up to give to them to talk to them about joint there crew.

Hp 105/105
Turns till Hangman is done 4
6/15

Health 100/100
post 4/15

Fifi followed behind Discord watching his slow change back into Cole alittle confused on what had caused this return back to his other state and not to stay though she wanted to study it to see if it was something she could trigger with a word or an actions but that time to find out was not now. before they reached the others noticing there were more than she had originally seen turned to cole and spoke to him- do you know who I am?- she wasn't sure how split the personalities were and if this Cole knew what she had done. She saw the group of the others one looking like the leader since the others had followed him and how they spoke to him.

She then saw the corpse of the beheaded woman on the ground smiling alittle at the corpse thinking to herself if only she could have studied this underling and the corpse of a female didnt interest her at the time. she didnt show much interest in these people she distrusted them since her freedom seemed more coincidental instead of what they were planning to do. She wondered around the wardens office rummaging around in his desks seemingly searching for something important.

Standing in the doorway, Iken looked back as Cole came running down the stairs.  Cole yelled out asking the group to wait up causing Iken to stop.  Beside Cole was the strange girl that had been trying to hide while they were fighting the warden and his men.  Iken turned around to face the direction of the two waiting for them to claim their gear.  He motioned for Desais and Taphie to wait beside him for the others.  There was calm in the area that seemed to suddenly fall.  Sounds and other sensations almost became distant and the moment was surreal as he stood there waiting for the others.  There were people that wanted to be with him and go on adventures.  For whatever reason they were all so insane that traveling through the oceans with a wanted man sounded like a better idea than what they were previously doing.  That fact made Iken happy, a emotion he had rarely felt since the destruction of his village.  

For the group of pirates, death would come out of nowhere; at least from nowhere they could have seen it coming.  An old man was there in front of Iken.  One second he wasn't and then the next he was, like some kind of phantom.  Desais would recognize him from the general store in which he purchased supplies from as old clerk behind the counter.  The old man carried a wooden cane with him, that blurred when he moved it.  His speed was so incredible those with low perception like the Steel Villagers would wonder if it was their eyes that made the cane seem blurry rather than it being possible that someone could actually move that fast.  

A single thrust of the cane doubled Iken over for the briefest of moments until a second blow to his skull sent the pirate flying.  The blow contained so much force that it caused Iken's body to sink into the solid concrete wall behind him.  Iken's sword went flying out of sight in back towards where Iken had connected with the wall.  Turing from Iken, under the assumption the captain was long dead the old man walked towards Desais and Taphie.  He examined the entire scene catching all in his blood lusted gaze.  A kind and warm smile spread across his face as he looked up Fifi, Cole, Taphie and Desais.  "The two women here, I'll take for my own as servants in my house while you two young men will become the new warden for this prison.  Don't misunderstand, I'm not offering you a choice.  This will happen eventually, no matter how long it takes; you will all one day call me master." the old man said with a soft soothing tone.  

Master:

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15/175 HP
0000/6000 Calories

As Iken, Desais, and Taphie stood there, Desais noticed how quiet it was. It seemed rather odd to him especially after seeing the chaos that was happening everywhere else in the prison. Desais was about to speak up about the quietness when suddenly came Cole and a strange woman. Desais only slightly recognized her as someone that was in the room with him and Cole. He didn't really see her other than the split second before he left the room to head to Iken. He saw her and Cole go to the warden's office to obtain whatever they were looking for. Just before Desais was going to follow them, he noticed Iken gesture to stay nearby. It was obvious, something was coming for them. Desais wasn't certain if Iken knew or he just wanted his trusted companions close by, but this quiet wouldn't last for long.

Then, without even a second thought, the man that Desais went to buy wood from appeared. Desais rubbed his eyes as he looked at the old man. With a flash he was gone and pummeling Iken into the concrete wall. That's not good! Desais thought as sweat dripped down his face as he looked at his beaten down captain. Fear crept into his heart as he looked at the devastation. Not only fear, but rage. Just like the rage Desais had felt before. No one harms my captain and gets away with it! Desais thought to himself as the rage built up. The old spoke to everyone and Desais just blurred it all out. Under his breath Desais said the words "Hone Hone no mi Saw!" as saw blades formed on both his right and left arm. Desais rushed his opponent not caring whether he lived or died. He only hoped to prevent any further damage to his captain. Desais swung at the old man with his right arm at a diagnal from the old man's right shoulder to his left side of his waist. It was obvious that Desais was no match for this old man, but it was all he could do to fight the fear within himself and to do anything to stop his attack on his captain.

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HP: 130/130

Taphie gasped, feeling the slight fear she was holding from the scene just a moment ago wash away, being replaced with worry as she saw iken go flying into a wall. "IKEN!" she called out and started to hear toward him only to notice the one who caused it. "y-your the old man from the peir" she said quietly as she saw him and felt her stomach drop at the way he spoke. She looked over and saw asShe used this moment though, praying desais would be alrigth as she ran to iken to check on him "i-iken, are you alright??" she said, just wanting him to be breathing at the least.

Cole could not belive what he just saw as Iken was imbedded into the wall by this old man. He could not even stand to here the word come out of his mouth as he had the will to decide his life. Cole knew that he was out matched in every way be he would rather be fight for the man he wanted to call captain honor rather then even takae moment of thought on his actions. As he yelled out this words he started to form his rage "NO ONE WILL EVEN TAKE MY FREEDOM AWAY FROM ME AGAIN I SUFFER THROUGH THIS HELL FOR YEARS  FOR THIS MOMENT AND THERE IN NOTHING ON THIS PLANET THAT WILL TAKE IT FROM ME WHAT I DREAM  FOR EVER SINCE MY MOTHERE DIED .THIS IS THE STRIKE FOR THE FREEDOM OF MY SOULD THE EMPEROR'S STRIKE!!!!" As he sent his hardest and shapess ribbons straight at the man t.He got ready to fight against a man that is most likely hundreds times as strong as he was. But Cole did not care in the slightest he would live the way do a pirate free on the open sea.

Inside of Cole's mind Discord knew he was going to be going deep sleep until dus need him again. He was just a copping mechanism after all he was only there to help Cole through the tough time and as soon as they kick the ass of this old crud he knew he would be gone back into Cole's mind. Until then he would be making the would his personal play ground of battle and chaos that is was smiling as he did it.


Hp 105/105
Turns till Hangman is done 3
7/15

The roof above the group crumbled, sending a small amount of debris towards the group and old man at the bottom. Some would expect there to be a collapse of the roof with giant stones coming for their heads; instead, though, there was sand seeping through the cracks of the roof and gently landing on whoever was bellow it. Then, like an explosion, the sand burst from that particular hole on the roof (about the size of a human in diameter). Down came a cloaked figure, with desert clothes and a hood made of said material to cover his neck and head. He also had a scarf around his mouth. From the hole one could see sunlight, although a bit dim from the passing cloud above them. Once the cloud passed that particular area where the man was standing it became clear. He put down his hood, his white mohawk now showing, "So, I WAS right about you. I hesitated for a moment, but that will not happen again." Dante then noticed Desais fighting the old man, the enemy of his enemy had to be his friend.

Earlier Dante let down his guard around the old man, and he somehow broke through the hesitation in Dante's wall of defense and knocked him out. However, the old man did not count on Dante instinctively moving with what he saw. The blow hit him in the back of the head, but an inch away from the exact area it took to knock him out entirely. That, plus his endurance was enough to ignore the paralyses caused by the missed technique. It took Dante but a few minutes to regain his consciousness and look for the old man. When he heard the loud thud underneath his feet, plus the memory of there being a sound underneath his foot earlier as well, Dante decided to tunnel through the the ground using his devil fruit (he turned everything to sand that he touched, he just did that multiple times). Eventually he made it through to the room he was in now, and here he was.

Now Dante was in the room looking at the apparent allies, one of them was in a hole that was shaped like his body. Strange. In any case, there wasn't much that Dante could do against the old man. There was only one choice.

His body suddenly turned to sand, and his hair disappeared and took the form of horns instead that curved back behind his head. The sand swirled and moved throughout Dante's new sand body, and he looked just like a spirit of sorts (including eyes that show no expression, cuz they're eye sockets, not eyes. So they're technically sockets that show no expression, because there's no eyes in them. Sockets).

"I'm going to make you regret not killing me." Dante walked towards the old man, fully prepared to fight while in this form. He didn't have much of a choice, after all, every other technique and form would be useless against the speed he saw earlier. He had to handle this with caution, while the others had him busy.

HEALTH: 165/165

The master looked up before the sand even began to trickle down from the ceiling. He could hear something moving, it was something moving above him and all of the rest. In the master's mind there was only one thing it could be, the sand logia from earlier. With the sigh the master looked down and thought about how annoyingly tenacious these young pups were being. Looking back up the old man moved closer to the ribbons creating a cloud of dust in his wake. Raising his cane, it took but one swipe of his arm and the master shattered the hardened ribbons into pieces. "Boy, I have no desire to take you're freedom. I'm merely offering you a job to do to other that was done to you for so long. You'll be treated like a king on this island, second only to I." preached the old man.

As the sand began to trickle down, the master moved quickly towards Desais with; his incredible speed kicking up debris. The old man spun his cane around so the end with the seastone blade was facing his opponent. He used a technique faster than what anyone in the room at the moment could track to attempt to smash both of the saws connected to Desais' arms. If successful each strike would vibrate through Desais' body. The attacks would cause a total of 90, damage. "I never expected you to betray your captain nor would I ask that of you. Face it, your captain is dead...or at least will be soon. Once he is dead, you will no longer have any allegiance to him, therefor it is not a betrayal at all. The quicker you realize this to be truth the sooner you will be freed from your suffering." the master said with all of his charisma and charm. (110x2)- (20x2) =180/2=90 or 45 each.

The master leaped back as Dante formed back into his human shape after slipping through the ceiling of the mines. Smiling the master looked up the young logia user like a leopard looking at a young antelope. "Your hesitation had nothing to do with it; it was more so your lack of strength that allowed me to render you in to such a helpless state. The only reason you're alive is because of my benevolent graces. Is this how you repay someone who spared you, child; is your arrogance so great that you must regain your pride by fighting me?" asked the old man.

The master's face began to sour as he watched Dante seemingly transform into a hideous beast of some kind. He started intently at the man or beast, or what the hell ever he was. Dante's new form puzzled the master, who initially thought Dante had logia. The master was certain the powers stemmed from a mythical zoan, in which case he would need to be extra cautious about hidden abilities it might be hiding. Raising his hand that was free from the cane, the old man showed his claw like finger nails. Anyone observant enough would have noticed his nails were neatly trimmed only but a moment ago. With a quick snap, followed by a flick the master shot his finger nails at Dante one after the other at soru like speeds. Five finger nails in total were shot towards the demonic looking sand spirit. ((Note: Not that it'll hit him since he's intangible, but the finger nail gun uses life return to grown and the damage would be calculated by the users skill))


Iken was bleeding from a rather large gash in his head where the weapon had struck the second time. His face looked as if it had been splattered with red paint from all of the fighting and then covered by pouring more red paint directly from the bucket; letting it stream down. The blood was dripping off of his hit, splattering onto the ground in several places. Blood trickled from the corners of his mouth and nose, meaning he likely broke some ribs from the initial blow. Despite all of the blood, Iken was still breathing; albeit a staggered and weak.

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15/175 HP
0000/6000 Calories

Dante smiled, although his current form didn't allow anyone to notice it. Eye sockets were the only thing one could see on the face, after all. The old man talked about Dante's lack of skill being the cause for his earlier defeat, which was both correct and incorrect. In that form he was not strong enough to fight a powerful (looks at Iken's body inside a wall) and fast (remembers the time the old man teleported with speed) opponent, but in this one that's another story. Regardless, Dante was quiet when the opponent talked about this. He'd rather show the man what Dante meant.

He sent nails at Dante, which he moved his head, chest, and legs to avoid. All of which moved at soru speeds. Then, right after dodging, he disappeared from the usual person's sight. Moving at soru speeds he ran, in zig zag lines, towards the opponent. If he made it to striking distance then he'll swing his arm to attempt to suck the water out of the person. If the opponent is hit, his endurance will be decreased by 10% instead of his health (which will put him at 70%) he will feel thirsty, but not overwhelmingly so. He then prepared to defend himself using another technique.

"Go help your dying comrade." Dante said to the group while maintaining his focus on the enemy.

Desais's pupils shrunk as he saw the old man quickly and effortlessly block the ribbons. Then without a moment of hesitation disappear and suddenly appear in front of Desais with an extremely quick attack. Desais wasn't able to see his opponents movements and thus wasn't able to dodge the attack. His saws exploded as they broke apart from the attack. An over bearing force went throughtout his body as he suddenly realized that he was attacked with seastone. The attack also made Desais feel like energy was drained from his body.

With the explosive attack landing onto Desais's saws, he was sent flying back just as quickly, if not more so, as the old man appeared in front of him. The attack made him appear like a rock being skipped on water, as he landed close to where Iken was at. For a moment, that appeared to go on forever, Desais laid there feeling the hit continue to vibrate throughout his body. As he got up, Desais coughed up a large amount of blood. He looked towards the old man, but his vision was slightly blurred. His pupils now appeared white with rage and with pain from the blow. "Damn, *cough* that old man sure is powerful." Desais said as he whiped away the blood from his mouth with his arm. Stumbling over slightly, Desais finally made it back on his feet. He raised his arms up over his head in an X formation and quickly threw them back down as new saw blades had appeared replacing the old ones. "Heh, well I guess, if I am to die here, I will die defending my honor as a Steel Village pirate." Desais said as a smirk appeared across his face. Desais then ran towards the old man with what little strength he had. His whole body aching in pain from that devastating attack.

Desais knew it was futile to be fighting this old man, but he couldn't think of anything else he should be doing at the moment. Taphie was tending to Iken, and Desais didn't know much about healing. All that there was left to do was to join his comrads and this new guy in battle against a seemingly suicidal mission. It was a ways to go to run to the old man, especially after the devastating attack he had taken. If he had made it to the old man without falling over, Desais would attempt to hit him with his saw blades in any way possible. He'd be swinging most likely futilely at the old man. But if he did manage to hit him, his saw blades will be vibrating and most likely dig into his flesh.

11/15

HP: 40/130

The master's eyes couldn't keep up with Dante's inhuman events.  All the old man could see was a blur of a figure coming at him in a zigzag pattern.  While the master's eyes have succumb to his advanced age, his wit had not.  He figured Dante's apparent speed by how long it took him to move from one zig point to the zag.  With the information he calculated that Dante was slower than he was, and thus reacted accordingly.  The master moved his arm in an upward movement using the seastone blade end of his cane as a sort of barrier to try and block or counter any in coming attacks. He was confident in his calculations and made no attepmt to move as his foe came at him.  The plan would only work if the opponent's attack was straightforward.  The attack used his immense strength to try and slice anything in front of him.  

As Dante was attacking, Desais came up behind the master and sliced at him with his two bone saws.  Turning his head to look at Desais as the blades connected, he showed no sign of pain or even fear of the attack.  The saws dug into the old man's clothes, tearing them up where they connected with the blade.  Unfortunately for Desais, the saws barely got through the man's first layer of skin; they didn't even have enough power to make him bleed.  Desais' attack literally did no damage to the god like old man. "Sigh...my, my you just don't learn...do you?" he asked looking back.  

Iken:
5/15
15/175 HP
0/6000 Calories  


The Master:
290/290 HP
8450/8500 Calories

The old man apparently knew how to move in soru like speeds, only a little more so. However, Dante could read movements equal to soru speed as well, and that meant that every movement could be seen to Dante as normal movement to someone else (while they are prepared for it). With his reactions also at their peak Dante was able to split in half just as the blade was about to cut him then reformed while trying to phase through the old man. Dante's hit, if it hits with the old man turning around for Desais, should interrupt his sentence to the bone man and have him appear again, in soru speeds, in his sub-human/demon form about ten feet from the old man (if the old man follows his rhythm and attacks then Dante will just shift out of his eye sight with his speed).

"Don't get greedy, this man will not be so kind as to let me live a second time. Any mistakes will cost me my life." Dante thought while fighting, paying attention to the powerful man in front of him.

"Damn it, if only I could tell this guy to wait until I weaken the enemy enough for his attacks to hit without TELLING him that and the old man overhearing it." Dante thought for a moment, but had no answers. He just had to prepare for whatever the old man did next, and hope that the man with the swords realizes that the old man can't be killed by his skills... yet. If Dante hits his body enough with his sand body, and takes the nutrients/water from his body, he'll be much weaker. If this happens enough times then throwing a rock at him could kill him, or even break his bones like they were cookies. He'll also be at a point where if he doesn't drink water within a certain amount of time, he will die. Not that Dante would mention that, of course.

What happens if Dante hits with his sand body:

While Desais didn't do any physical damage, he did serve to distract the master just enough.  The master didn't notice that his attack failed to connect with the strange humanoid beast.  As he attempted to speak to Desais he was cut off by Dante phasing through him.  His words failed to come out as it was like a ball of cotton was shoved into his mouth.  The effect of the dehydration caused him to stumble on his words.  Leaping up with his speed technique the master drove the seastone blade into the spiral stone platform about two floors up.  He hung onto the blade and looked down upon his enemies, especially keeping his eyes on Dante.  

Licking his dried lips the old man was starting to get a grasp on his foes ability.  His foe could take liquid from his body somehow, probably the main ability of the fruit.  A smirk began to form on the old man's face.  If his foe couldn't actually harm him and only weaken him, the said foe wasn't particularly all that dangerous.  If the master had not witnessed Dante control all of the sand as he put out the fire, that's exactly what he would think.  This strange form gave him a boost in speed and allowed him to drain liquids which after a while would become a real problem.  

Flipping onto the topside of the third floor, the old man removed himself from Dante's view.  While out of his view the old man grabbed one of the prisoners who had passed out from Iken's haki.  The master user his great speed to run up the stairs that connected the floor together in order to stay out of Dante's range.  With a quick movement of his wrist the old man cut the child's neck with his elongated fingernails and began consuming the blood as it flowed out to replenish the fluids he had lost.  While drinking blood was a risk, it was a calculated one.  A child was less likely to have any overly harmful diseases, as it would have killed the child long ago in such a harsh working environment.  All the while he indulged on the child's blood, he made sure to keep moving at his superior speed.  

Iken began to stir, as his eyes slowly began to open.  All most all of his strength seemed to have just gone away.  It hurt to even try to move, little lone trying to pry himself out of the wall that he had been imbedded into.  His torso and head ached like he had been shot several times and then beaten by a gang of thugs.  The pain from the blow to his head made it hard for Iken to concentrate, therefore it was difficult for him to clear his vision. With his vision so blurred Iken could only make out the figures of Desais and Taphie, everything else just seemed like shadows.    


Iken:
6/15
15/175 HP
0/6000 Calories  


The Master:
290/290 HP
8400/8500 Calories

Sweat began to drip down Desais's face as the old man began to talk after the attack hadn't seemed to faze him, even in the slightest. Desais figured this would be the end of him with the old man's next attack. The whole world seemed to move as if it was encased in ice. Desais brased for the attack, but then he noticed the new guy do something to the old man that caused him to retreat. This surprised Desais immensely as he couldn't help to wonder what the new guy had just done to the old man. Desais punched his fist into the air in triumph only to bring it back down quickly from the damage he had sustained. His body still felt as though it was ringing from the old mans hit. "What did you do to him?" Desais wondered as he questioned this mysterious man. His guard had went down slightly in the pressence of the man, Desais felt that he could trust this guy slightly after what had just happened. In the very least the guy wanted the same thing Desais wanted, the old man dead. That was just enough to know that they had the same goals to fight towards.

Desais heard a slight groan from behind him. As he turned around he noticed Iken begin to move slightly and Desais ran to his side over joyed. His captain was alive, for now at the very least. This gave Desais even more reason to try to get them out of there. Desais looked down at Taphie and nodded as if he answered his own question on what he needed to do. It was obvious that the only way they would all be able to leave this place is if that old man was deceased. It was obvious that that strong of a fighter hadn't completely left them behind. Desais was as ready as he could ever be to conclude the fight with the old man, but he knew he couldn't do it alone. He needed to help of Dante, that was the only chance he had at succeeding.

12/15

HP: 40/130

Upon touching the opponent with his sand body the opponent immediately ran away, then disappeared inside a hole in the wall.. quite literally. In that moment Dante felt the negative impact of his form, he started to feel increasingly tired and weak compared to before. He immediately turned back to his normal state.. well, semi normal. He was a tan man with a white Moe-Hawk and silver ear piercings, after all. He turned to look at the four.. townspeople? After one of them asked what he did to the old man. "Unfortunately, I can't trust that information to just anyone, but what you should know is that we need to get to open ground to fight this man. In a compact room like this, none of us have a chance to beat him." Dante looked up at the hole he created that showed the light outside of the cave. That's when sand appeared from Dante and grabbed Iken's whole body, keeping it safe while making sure he couldn't move to escape and hurt himself on the way down (this moves at 100% speed, you need 100% strength to break free). Dante did the same to everyone else, grabbing them and having them levitate towards him. He didn't want to risk them neglecting to leave something, or someone, behind in this dire situation. They'll have to worry about that later unless someone spoke up and explained the situation.

Meanwhile the floor under Dante turned to sand, and he levitated his way upwards with everyone moving quickly up the tunnel into the other side. Once they were out there wouldn't be as much of a problem.

"If we live through this I'll have to ask what happened prior to me coming to the scene, and what that old man has done."

[Iken]

Iken moaned and grunted as Dante used his sand to pull him out of the wall. The pain really sucked, even if he had been in worse shape before; this was definitely up there in the sucking factor. As the sand wrapped tightly around the crew and Iken, the captain was fairly certain that it wasn't something he could escape from even in top condition and that pissed him off. Not only was there some old fucker that just about killed him with two hits out there, but also some fruit eater with the stupidest haircut he had ever seen; that now had him and his crew all wrapped up, firmly. Iken tried to rip his arm out of the sand, but the shit didn't even budge a little; only confirming his suspicion.  

"You fuckers just keep crawling out of the wood work, don't ya?  Ugh I've gotten my ass handed to me again and I'm not even out of the blues yet.  Cat would be so disappointed..." Iken said each sentence between labored breaths.
 

[The Master]

The master threw the child's body aside once he was satisfied that he had liquid in his system to spare.  In truth he could have probably gotten what he needed without actually killing the child, but the life of one slave hardly mattered to him.  As he came up to the fifth floor he noticed the desecrated remains of the guards and the warden laying sprawled out on the ground.  The old man shrugged as he walked up to the warden’s tattered remains.  He bent down and grabbed the seastone tipped nightclub and stuck it in his belt for safe keeping.  Just as he stood back up, a blur of sand and people shot up past the floor.  The master couldn't make out much more than figures since they were moving so quickly, but the one thing he did take note of was; Dante didn't have any horns.  

The master used his speed and technique to launch himself at the opposing floor just above him.  As he was about to collide with the wall he used his technique once again, this time propelling himself farther upwards.  The master landed one more time just below where Dante and his sand was before shooting off, this time, angled up at Dante.  Using the momentum from his speed based technique he attempted to drive his seastone blade into Dante's chest.  The master was hopeful he could not only wound Dante, but also nullify his fruit powers causing everyone he was carrying to fall five stories.  

((OOC: Let’s go with 50% damage minus endurance for the fall.  Power of the attack would be based on speed 110-10 endurance=100 damage plus 50% if he falls also so 50-10 endurance for a total of 140 damage when combined with the attack.  Iken would be left with 5 health and Desais would be left with 10 health.  I didn't calculate anyone else’s because they weren't in any kind of danger of dying from the fall.))  

Iken:
7/15
15/175 HP
0/6000 Calories  


The Master:
290/290 HP
8400/8500 Calories