Mission #9: This sounds like a job for...

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The night sky hung above the island of Strawberry Hill, the moon sat still in the sky, illuminating the island with it's light. The streets were silent, the only source of sound would be the chirping of birds or the rowdy bar which was just full of music and laughter. It was just an average night for Strawberry Hill however under this innocent mask lays something much more mysterious... something evil is at work, using the night sky as a mere cover to hide under. Now, you may be thinking where and what this "evil" is? Well, just sit tight and you'll soon find out.  

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It was late, really late. Around this time, most people were either at home sleeping or at the bar making a ruckus. Bruce was part of the latter as he simply just couldn't resist the bar... it's atmosphere, it's drinks just everything about the place screamed "Bruce!" Anyways Bruce decided he was done for the night, he was exiting the bar with a face as red as a tomato whilst he dragged himself along the island's dark streets using the buildings nearby to support him and decrease the chance of him falling flat on his face. He was looking forward to the morning and he decided that tomorrow was the day that he'd pull out his killer lady charming skills, they were simply irresistible! However he couldn't get too excited, he first needed to find his way back to his hotel... heck, did he even reserve a room yet!? His head was too clouded to think, maybe he did overdo the drinking just a bit. After minutes of walking blindly, he decided to rest for a bit, he leaned against a stone wall and let out a yawn. Man, looked like tonight he was gonna have to sleep outside, just like all the other nights he spent on this island. Now that he thought about, he really did need to reserve a hotel room, it was unhealthy sleeping outside however he was gonna probably forget about the whole hotel thing till tomorrow night, like he usually did.

Distant yelling and laughing could be heard from down the street, looks like the bar were still at it. Man, do those guys ever sleep? Bruce decided to continue walking, he needed to find a bench to spend the night on. Just as he was about to move on, he could heard some people whispering from the window beside him.

"Shh, stop being so loud you idiot! If people find out we're doing this, we're screwed!"

"S-sorry man.  It's just so dark I can't see for crap, I promise from now on that- Ow! My head!"

The sound of something breaking emitted from the window. Sounded like a group of people were doing something... shady. Like any normal man would do, Bruce decided to peek inside the building, there was just enough light to see inside. He found two men, dressed in marine clothing, creeping down what looked like some sort of entrance to a cellar. Oh? What were the marines doing here? Was he hallucinating? Gawd damn it! Bloody drink playing mind games with his head. 

"You there!"

Bruce looked up, just in time to catch one of the marines pointing at him. Oh shit. This was a good time to do what he did best... run. He spun on his heels and ran down the street, he ran like he never ran before... hiccuping as he did so. He could hear some footsteps trailing him, looks like they were chasing him down. Great, it was dark, he was drunk and now he was being chased down by the marines.

What a night. 
 

[Scorpion (Midknightblu)]

Strawberry Hill...

Innocuous enough really, it was a marine retirement place. Those who adventure to and from the Grand Line start and stop here it seemed. Eventually the Revo's would have to have sent someone here... Eventually, way down the line. There is nothing there for them currently... Well, there WAS nothing there for them. However now it seems that marines have been ported here longer than a visit, one of them even being from the science department, according to the intelligence that Jaycobb was given. So that's why he was here now, and has been on this unassuming marine retirement plan for the past week or so.

And nothing.

There was really nothing.

So much nothing that it was suspicious.

Jaycobb used to be a marine and he knew how port visits normally went... And he didn't see any marines do the crazy port things that they do... Well, no more than normal anyways, almost like they were here for work. So Jaycobb stuck around for another week past his surveillance, telling his handler that he wasn't satisfied with his report yet, and this was enough to let him stay for a while, he was older, and has been with the Revo's for a while, so if the Scorpion said that he didn't trust that he was done, he was being honest.

Finally, one night something happened, Jaycobb was bar hopping trying to learn what he could, but these of the Science division were tight lipped even when loosened with whisky, not even accusations of manliness would rattle them enough to spill any worthwhile beans. And leaving a bar he brushed up against a very inebriated fellow. Jaycobb watched him through the night to see if he was anyone important, and he wasn't. Not even an impressive or imposing man in any regards for the words, to the older fellow he seemed like someone that was trying to hard for the world to love him. Chuckling he went to leave as he made this decision about this man... And the man left around the same time too coincidentally. This was probably the last time that he was going to see this person with the pomfy hairdo.


"You there!"


This caused Jaycobb to turn and see the man start sprinting away from the marines who were carrying a large sack. Well... This was a turn around tonight... Contemplating on whether to save the poor soul or not Jaycobb walked up to the sack containing a strange.. Substan- Dirt. Sighing, the gunslinger pocketed some of this dirt and shook his head. "It's never something simple... Or it's too simple to be any sort of useful..." Looking down the street Jaycobb started to sprint, going down back alleys and trying to flank the chase that was going on.

Finally after a minute or so to chase after the men he ended up in a alleyway that was darker than the rest of the street, and as soon as the pomfy man ran by Jaycobb grabbed him and threw him against the wall, if he was still conscious Jaycobb pistol whipped him for good measure, trying to make the drunkard not make a noise... And the only trust worthy drunk is a unconscious drunk. Afterwards Jaycobb would run back out into the street firing at the men. And anything that they were focused on before was taken over by this madman shooting at them. Not bothering to stick around for much longer Jaycobb ran off in the opposite direction of the alley, not sure if they followed him or not........

When Bruce woke, or started to stir he would find a few things odd about his new situation, one was that he had a very bad headache, not one of those hangover ones either, not a normal one in any case. Two would be that his hands were bound behind him and his mouth covered in tape. And three... He was being watched by a child and poked by another one.

"Mr. Scorpion Man, the guy you brought is awake now, can we beat him up?" The child with a stick asked, not even in his double digits yet, the older kid, around thirteen was just sitting arms folded across from Brucein a chair, making him seem larger than he was, if Bruce could focus enough he could see a crude spear on his back, and even though crude, the rock still looked very sharp. Jaycobb walked into the small hut now, through leaves that were dense enough to block out most of the light except for the one coming from the high patch in the sky, the sun was just rising now. 

The man stepping in was large, and was wearing just a shirt and his hat, as if he was working outside recently, he had his sleeves rolled up and his tan was clearly visible, stepping to the side of the hut he grabbed his coat and weapons, apparently trusting of the kids enough for them not to do anything with them. "No no, not quite yet James." He said chuckling at the kids eagerness to enact his own justice on the man who couldn't fight back himself. "Besides, you should go outside, I bought a few more things from town that I'm sure the other guys will need help sorting." And with that the tyke was out of the cabin quicker than should be humanly possible. "You sticking around Alexis?" He asked the other one in the chair, the... Girl. Just nodded a bit and continued to stare at Bruce. "Okay then... Well, Hello." He said, getting on his haunches and looking Bruce in the face. "My name is Scorpion and I'm going to remove this tape. It's going to hurt, and if you scream I'll put you to sleep again. Once I remove it, I want you to answer these questions for me: Who are you? What are youd oing on this island and how long have you been here? And how much do you remember from last night? After you answer those, you can ask me a few questions... And if we both act like men and don't do anything stupid, I'll answer to the best of my ability, maybe Alexis would even let you eat." And looking back at the kid he smirked and rolled his shoulders a bit, before taking a corner of the tape, and yanking it off hard.

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Welcome Back, it seems our young dashing knight has suddenly been thrown in some sort of bizarre dilemma. With the marines on his trail and the alcohol clouding his train of thought, will he be able to pull through and make a quick escape or did fate have other plans for him? Bruce was determine to escape, there was so many young women he had yet to meet, be it by plot armor or by sheer determination, Bruce was determine to find a way out of this madness. However, will he be able to to? Find out in the next episode of Dragon Ba- Ooor, you could perhaps find out now, just kick back and enjoy.

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"Fuuuck! They still at it!?"

Nothing but trouble arose ever since Bruce looked into that building, if only he listened to the countless amount of times people told him not to stick his nose in other people's business. He sure was regretting that decision, with the night growing old and him growing tired things were starting to look pretty dark for Bruce... however not as dark as the area around him, it really was a miracle that he had yet to bump into something. Of course, luck was on his side, luck was probably a smoking hot chick and she simply couldn't resist Bruce's looks, he couldn't blame her, he sometimes turns himself on when he looks in the mirror t- Bruce's foot suddenly hit a slippery surface, a puddle, he slipped and skid across the concrete floor, this opened up a cut on his face, a pretty ugly one too. He could hear the footsteps draw closer and he immediately got up and resumed his escape. Great.. his head was throbbing with pain before but now this cut was just another thing to add on to Bruce's ever growing list of problems.

"Luck's a bitch." Bruce would mutter to himself as he felt the blood from his cut trickle down his face.


Today was not his day, clearly. The marines, for some reason, were really determined to catch up to Bruce. It's like he caught them committing a murder or something along those lines, it truly was strange how these guys would go to such lengths just cause he caught them walking down some stairs. Heck, the boyfriends of the girls which Bruce tried to hit up earlier gave up quicker than these guys. Whatever they were doing, it was something pretty serious. Anyways, Bruce had to find a place to lay low, looks like his plans with the ladies had to wait for some other time. Catching sight of what looked like an alleyway, Bruce's eyes lit up and a smirk grew along his face. Oh boy. Maybe this was his chance to lose them, finally, a plan! Turning on his heels and entering the alleyway, Bruce could just feel the feeling of success rush down his body and it was simply refreshing. He decided to let his ego get the better of him so as he ran, he turned his head and yelled:

"See you later, dorks! You're way to slow to catch up to someone like m-"


He was interrupted by someone gripping his collar and pushing him against the wall. This alleyway was strangely darker than the other streets so he couldn't get a clear look on the figure's face. An unpleasant feeling quickly developed in Bruce's stomach, did one of the marines cut him off from the other side of the alley!? Did an NPC just outsmart him!? Impossible, how could someone see through such a cunning plan? Before he could open his mouth to speak, he was hit by something hard, really hard. He was out for the count.

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Ugh, his head hurt before but right now, it was hurting like crazy. His vision was a bit blurry so it took some time for his eyes to fully open up and adjust. His memories slowly came back to him, give it a few seconds and this idiot will finally realize he's been captured. 

3, 2, 1

"Where the hell am I!?"

Bruce would think to himself, he'd normally yell this out loud but his mouth has shut tight by some sort of tape. He was no longer in the alleyway, looks like that douche from earlier had captured him. What was he gonna do with him!? He'd understand if a woman captured him but a male? What was this guy planning? Bruce then noticed something he should've noticed earlier, he was being poked by some kid and watched by another. Things had escalated real quick for this young man, from getting chased in the night to getting kidnapped and surrounded by... kids. 



"Mr. Scorpion Man, the guy you brought is awake now, can we beat him up?"


Kids these days, no freaking manners. However Bruce wasn't bothered too much by that, the fact that he was taken hostage was an even more alarming matter. Suddenly, a tall man entered the room, his tan was visible and judging by his rolled up sleeves, he had just returned from some sort of task. The man wore a shirt and a hat. Bruce stared at the man with cold eyes, so this was the bastard, eh? Oh, Bruce couldn't wait to beat the living day lights out of h- Wait, where did his scabbard and hilt go!? Damn it! That thing was important to him. The man went on about how he was gonna remove the tape and ask Bruce a few questions. The man's name was Scorpion. Sounded like one of those cringe worthy villains you see in those old comics. The man went for the tape and Bruce braced himself. The man yanked it off causing tears to form in Bruce's eyes, tears of pain! Though Bruce tried his best not to seem too hurt by it. He was also fighting the urge to scream and yell a bunch of nasty stuff which no child should ever hear.

Anyways, if Bruce was gonna get out, he was gonna have to think smart. Looks like he had to play this man's game for a while, after all, he promised he'd let him eat and what man would deny free food. However, Bruce was gonna tell a few white lies, he couldn't trust this man just yet, after all, this bastard is the one who took him.


"My name's Jeff. Jeff Loan. I came her recently, like a day or two ago. Last night I was out drinking and on my way home, I saw these two men... marines.. carrying a bag whilst walking down into some sort of cellar. They were in some sort of... large building, I can't remember, the memory is way too blurry. That's all I can remember... for now. Now, it's my turn. Where is my scabbard and hilt? Why did you take me hostage aaaand... do you have any pizza?"

[Scorpion (Midknightblu)]

He wasn't getting any younger, that was a freaking fact. He just shot at these marines, and they have been chasing him nonstop for the past several minutes. Jeeze. Why do these two have to be the only not lazy ones in the entire world? Huh? He remembered days when he was working the brow's, chasing people... And...

"You better stop!" The guy shouted, the skinnier one on the left it seemed. Okay, fine. 

"YOU WANT ME TO STOP!?!" He shouted and turned, he really didn't want to waste this bullet, it would mean he would have only two left, but... He reloaded while running, and prepared the shot that would end the fight. "FINE! NET SHOT!" He shouted, firing all barrels of his gun at once, a giant net flying through the air and landing on those two men, both the skinny one and the larger one caught off guard and being tied together by the net and weighted ends that -were- pellets. 

"GET BACK HERE YOU PIRATE! WE WILL HAVE YOUR HEAD!!" They continued to shout as Jaycobb ran off, he was getting exhausted from all this running but now that it was over he slinked back into the shadows of the buildings. He could just leave the guy there to wake up with a killer headache... Or... He could...

Hmn... Jaycobb stared down at the unconscious body laying in the alley way. He did remember him in the bar, he was the no hitter of the evening. Someone who couldn't swing for any woman no matter how hard they tried. The pomfy man seemed to have SOME game, able to do the pick up line and execute the initial conversation with ease, but that conversation they all kind of either left or dumped their drink on him and left. He did have that kind of face...

Carrying the man back after he mad his decision Jaycobb thought about those two marines and wondering what they were going to do with this new knowledge of someone on the island. They said he was a pirate, which was profiling, but they could be right. This island has been visited by pirates many times in the past, they didn't stay long or cause trouble, and the marines didn't bother them much... So he -could have- been a pirate... And.......

Those thoughts ran through his mind as he went to the edge of the city and over the hill, and those thoughts always went back to: What would those marines do?

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"Damnit Jim." The thicker one said to the slimmer one, Jim. "If you hadn't screwed up the report this morning we wouldn't be in this mess."

"ME!?! IT'S YOUR LARD ASS THAT COULDN'T CATCH THAT PIRATE! WHAT Will our sup say to this when she finds out?!?"

"IF." 

"IF?"

"IF she finds out. We aren't telling her this, what? A drunkard and a pirate messing with marines? That's nothing to report." Finally they both stopped squirming and Jim pulled out his knife and cut through the net, such an easy thing. "Mike, what do you think about that gun?"

"What about it? It was a revolver? And we aren't payed to think about it much... Come on, we need to get back to the lab."

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The kids were from the orphanage, Jaycobb found them whiles searching the island. At first he noticed them while traveling through the woods, and he thought it was just children playing hide from the man. And old game when he was a kid where the kids just ran about and hid from a individual. 

A few days later, he was doing the same thing.. And he was attacked by said kids. Easily Jaycobb defended himself and had them bring him to their little town with the bargaining of food. Apparently the kids were originally from the orphanage and ran away, one of the kids, Alexis, told him of the terrible conditions. To Jaycobb they didn't seem to terrible, but for a kid they may be a bit strict... But there were a lot more kids than  a few run aways should be. 

The marines came in apparently and ran them all out to do something with science things. That's what was explained to him, well... If that was the case, he would personally make those people pay. Jaycobb was a man, and no man should make a child suffer. That was his cold hard belief, if this woman... Commander Jules, was to do such a thing to children. He would destroy that science center. It's one thing for there to be run aways, it's another entirely for children to be kicked out of the one home that they are able to live in.

And now they were here.

Jaycobb staring at this man with his half smile and a slight shake to his head. "You think these kids have pizza? I guess.." He thought and then put the tape on the guys forehead, letting it hang down in between his eyes while sitting down cross legged "I guess you wouldn't. No there is no pizza." He responded frankly. "Your scabbard and hilt are over there." Jaycobb pointed to the wall where his items were, too far for Bruce to crawl over to, but not to far to get to if he tried to book it. "And before we continue, I want to say nice to meet you Jeff." He stated, still smiling.

"You aren't a hostage, you are just a captive until I can trust you won't freak out. I saved you from the marines, so can you at least give me the curtesy of a man and listen to what I have to say?" Jaycobb asked, his kind eyes staring at him inquistively, almost challenging him... Almost. "What you saw that night was two marines carrying a bag of dirt and they came after you. Don't you find that strange?" Before Bruce could respond Jaycobb continued. "Look, these kids were put out of the orphanage they live at for the marines to do some sort of crazy thing that marines do, and you stumbled upon dirt. I thought of just leaving you, and the marines don't remember your face most likely. But I'm going to need help. I have been watching the marines and orphanage. And, as a man, I wanted to ask you to help me get these kids their homes back. You can say no, and I could let you go. But before you answer, just know that these are kids... And I'm not a bachelor, but I don't think I know any woman that'll see a man who kicks a child on the curb." He finished up with a tilt of the head, slowly while he talked his smile faded and he became serious.. And if Bruce had any real insight to people, he would notice that the last 'woman' comment wasn't about the woman... But was about him as a person, and how Jaycobb would act and think of him.... On top of how women would think of him.

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Things are starting to get a bit more complicated for our young man, he's been taken away from the dark streets of Strawberry Hill and has now been taken captive. Could things get any worse? Will I ever stop introducing the posts in such a way? These are questions which only time will answer. Bruce will have to play along with this man's game for now and who knows, maybe something good will finally come Bruce's way...

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Bruce watched as Scorpion attached the tape onto his forehead, causing it to dangle between his eyes. What the hell was that for?! Bruce would then quickly attempt to remove the tape with his mouth however his efforts weren't enough to rid the thing from his head so he had no choice but to watch it... swing side to side... almost as if... it were... taunting him. Bruce immediately resumed his attempts to remove the thing from his sight, how dare it mock him, can't it tell that he was superior to it. Whilst Bruce was busy making a fool of himself, Scorpion revealed the location of Bruce's weapons and informed him that there was no pizza. Bruce decided to give up, there were more important things right now, that tape was the least of his worries. Examining the wall where his weapons were, Bruce was surprised to see his revolver there... that thing was normally tucked away under his shirt and jacket. That means that this man... oh god... Bruce quickly dismissed the thought. No way did that ever happen, maybe it just fell off or something, there's no way this man went through layers of clothing to retrieve it.. there was just no wa- His train of thought was halted by the following statement:

"And before we continue, I want to say nice to meet you Jeff."

"Jeff, who the fuck is tha- OH, OH YEAH, NICE TO MEET YOU TOO MAN." 

Bruce would awkwardly shout, his heart beating due to the fact that he almost stupidly blew his cover.


That was way too close, Bruce needed to act more natural and get used to his new name. He didn't want to give away his real name just yet, he didn't trust the man enough to be giving valuable information away like that. For once, he was thinking smart. Bruce would continue to listen to Scorpion, something about this man, his voice... his eyes.. his smile.. they all gave Bruce the impression that this man was somehow challenging him. He listened Scorpion say that he saved him from the marines, Bruce would chuckle at the man's words. 


"Saved, you say? I had the situation totally under control man. Those marines were too slow to catch up but since I'm a kind dude, I'll listen to what you have to say." 


Daaamn. Bruce felt like a badass once those words left his mouth, despite them not being entirely true and maybe the situation did get a little out of hand.. it still felt kinda cool to say that he did have it under control. Scorpion would then follow with a question, he would question why those marines would chase Bruce just cause he saw them carrying some dirt. That question.. was actually something Bruce asked himself earlier. It sure was strange that they would chase him just cause he caught them with a bag of dirt. Maybe there was more to it. However Bruce had no intention of getting involved, he had already made plans to get out of this island, it was too dangerous for him to stay any longer. Scorpion would continue talking, not leaving any room for Bruce to reply to the question.


"Look, these kids were put out of the orphanage they live at for the marines to do some sort of crazy thing that marines do, and you stumbled upon dirt. I thought of just leaving you, and the marines don't remember your face most likely. But I'm going to need help. I have been watching the marines and orphanage. And, as a man, I wanted to ask you to help me get these kids their homes back. You can say no, and I could let you go. But before you answer, just know that these are kids... And I'm not a bachelor, but I don't think I know any woman that'll see a man who kicks a child on the curb."

Crap... this man was playing the woman card. Plus, the man's words about the children getting treated unfairly sparked a few bad memories between Bruce and his father.. memories which Bruce was trying hard to forget. Judging from the man's expression, he was completely and utterly serious. Bruce remained silent for a while, he would argue with his self. Should he leave or should he stay.. should he run or should he stand his ground. These thoughts were something Bruce thought of rarely, his mind was usually full of women and drinks. Scorpion made a fair point... Bruce after minutes of thinking, decided to agree. His hands were tied... literally and figuratively, if he were to deny the man he'd look like a jerk. Bruce would let out a sigh.

"Fiiiine. I'll tag along with whatever you have in mind however after this, you're gonna have to treat me AND the kids to a meal and who knows.. maybe me and you could pick up some chicks, you could be my wing-man, I could teach you a few things, y'know." Bruce would say, a smile creeping onto his lips. 

From having a good time in a bar to plotting to overthrow a group of corrupt marines, things had changed pretty fast over the course of one night. Looked like Bruce just had to keep up.

[Scorpion (Midknightblu)]

Another promise , another seed

Another  packaged lie to  keep  us trapped  in greed

And

all  the   green   belts

wrapped around our minds

endless red tape to keep

the  truth  confined

They will not force us They will stop degrading us They will not control us

We will be victorious

Jaycobb nodded a moment and continued to watch the man, before deciding to take out his large knife and cut off the rope crudely from the man's back. “Well then, grab your things, I'll be outside with the kids. Come on Alexis, a man needs his privacy when getting dressed.” Silently the girl stood, giving Jeff a long hard glare before leaving the hut, followed by Scorpion and his old laughter. It was soft, and just lingering enough to NOT be a chuckle. But it wasn't really much more than just that.

Stepping outside and into the sun Jaycobb looked at the children in the clearing around the huts of the forest. There weren't many, this one being the only 'proper' hut, but for a community of orphans it was still impressive seeing thatched hovels around this small clearing, somewhere just deep enough in the woods to hide away from any wandering adults from the town, however just close enough for them to sneak in and steal whatever they couldn't get from hunting the area... And to terrorize the adults and marines that have made their lives hell.

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Jaycobb's first thoughts when the children attacked them was “What?” Followed by the drawing of his guns.

The second and third thoughts were more... Conscious as to what the situation was. Immediately he felt terrible about shooting at kids, even if they WERE rubber bullets. (And also Jaycobb silently prayed to whatever gods there were to give him the forethought to have the guns always loaded with rubber bullets) Jaycobb helped James and Alexis (two who he had actually shot) and bandaged them up and offered them food...

Jaycobb... After this... Got angry.

Not at himself mind you, but at the marines and adults who had done this to the children.

The gunslinger had led a long life, and had many beliefs as to what made a man. Defending your home, fighting for what's right... But all of that paled compared to what made him leave his family for the seas. He became a Marine originally because he wanted to make the world safe enough so that children did not have to learn how to fight another human with weapons. So that kids did not have to pick up a weapon to defend themselves or fend for themselves. And these kids attacking him... The Gunslinger was going to have someone pay for this. No matter how long it took, and how far he had to go down the rabbit hole while on this island.

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James stepped next to Jaycobb and offered him some food, which the grizzled man waved off “Thank you, but I already had my fill, save some for Jeff” He mentioned talking about the man who was getting dressed, and from the sounds of it was walking out of the hut right now. When the young man walked out he would see at least thirty kids in the area around them, chatting and fixing up weapons and hunting equipment. In the center was a fire pit, next to that was a large leaf with a ton of fresh fruits, next to that much the same but with baked goods which Jaycobb brought earlier.

“So, I noticed that you prefer the daintiness of a sword.” He mentioned, pointing at the scabbard that was now back in Jeff's possessions, “might I enqire as to why you went with that over anything else?” He asked, of course Scorpion had an inclination towards the gun and any sort of hunting equipment. That didn't mean he disliked other weapons, or others who chose other weapons, the chioces of others just... Intrigued him.

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Normally I'd be saying something about Bruce and his current situation but today, I can't be bothered. Sometimes you just gotta take a break y'know?

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Bruce let out a sigh in relief as Scorpion cut him free. Being tied up to that chair was starting to get a bit too uncomfortable for Bruce's taste. He got up and began to stretch his arms and legs before yawning once again, all this planning and running was making him a little too tired. However he made a promise and a promise is a promise. He simply had to see it through so that he could stay true to his word. Scorpion told Bruce that'd he'd be waiting outside the hut, Bruce nodded his head. Scorpion then exited the hut whilst a small girl decided to stay and give Bruce a long glare. Bruce raised his eyebrow in confusion.

"Uh, nice to meet you?"

The girl would quickly leave the hut and join Scorpion outside. Well.. that was a bit weird. Bruce decided to shrug it off and then went over to collect his stuff. He picked up his hilt and scabbard and drew the hilt. It was times like these were he thought to himself:

"Why the hell did I bring this piece of junk?"

Returning the bladeless hilt back into's scabbard, Bruce checked under his jacket to make sure that his hidden revolver was still there and it sure as hell was. He got up and looked around the small hut. Not bad but you couldn't see Bruce crashing in a place like this. He decided that he had rounded up everything he would need, now it was time to join Scorpion and the others. As he was making his way towards the doorway Bruce came to a sudden stop. He could escape right now... he could just jump out one of the hut's windows and run for it. That way he wouldn't have to- he dismissed the thought. Bruce wasn't gonna be a coward since this kids needed help and what kind of douche refuses to help a kid.

Bruce was a douche. But not that big of a douche. 

Bruce exited the hut and was surprised too see such a large amount of kids gathered around a camp fire. There were also some food available and the sight of them made Bruce's stomach rumble. He assumed he could take some and began to reach for the fresh fruit. As he did so, Scorpion asked him a question about his "sword." Bruce stopped reaching for the fruit and quickly went for his scabbard.

"A-ah, you mean this?"

Bruce hesitated a bit. Normally he didn't show people his bladeless weapon but this man was someone he could trust sooo... why not? He drew the hilt from the scabbard and revealed that it had no blade.

"Sword? I don't see a sword. Do you?"