Post by Vio on Apr 20, 2020 5:49:56 GMT -5
Augustus #8 ❘ Kasasagi #7
“Hm,” Kasasagi cracked a smile at the stranger’s reply, catching his name as Mag. “Can’t argue with having a few tricks up your sleeve,” he noted, one hand tapping the straight cane at his belt — an ebony staff with ivory segments at either end. Gloved fingers popped the uppermost end, revealing its identity as the hilt of a slender, concealed blade, but otherwise keeping the item stowed away.
“Move it,” Savoie Augustus roared.
Thwomp… Crash! With a whistle from his augmented form, a fist crashed into one brawler, sending him sailing across the room and crashing through one of the tavern’s as of yet untouched windows and onto the street beyond. Men ducked beneath the drunkard’s body as he flew — men who were now aware of the oven the place was becoming. Orange flames instinctually bent themselves towards a new source of fresh air, tongues tasting the cool and salty breeze from without.
“Right! Any more of you f*cks got anything to say?!” the steam-powered cyborg bellowed, voice somehow roaring over the crackle and hiss of an increasingly violent conflagration. The heat was building now — a battle of dry versus steamy that even he knew he could not deal with. Like those who cowered in inaction, or like those who bantered behind the bar, Savoie wanted out of this hell hole. He was no fool, but he was proud.
“The hell are you?” replied one boozer.“Savoie Augustus,” he replied proudly:
“Better remember that name!”“Like hell I will!”—— BEHIND THE BAR ——
“A lot of people just call me ‘Magpie’,” Sunshaku Kasasagi replied, showing a preference for monikers over true identities — something he had learned in his years. Names had sway. He wanted to open his mouth and speak again, but that exact moment was broken by the sound of timbers splintering and a pained yell. Kasasagi glanced over. Beyond smoke and fire, yet another man had succumbed to the aforementioned’s might, having been used as a human projectile to clear away some upturned tables and chairs that littered the place. “Sure seems like it,” the card sharp nodded, following Mag’s lead and hopping over the counter, but not before peering through the window of the door to the back.
Looks like they’ve got out via the back. That’s a load off my mind… Sighing slightly in relief, only for the sigh to turn to a brief cough and splutter, the suave sir braced himself for whatever untoward scoundrels might have still wanted to turn their fists against him. Much of the brawling had devolved into panic at this point, though few had truly sobered up. Some were still at it — burly bruisers sauced beyond all logic and recognition.
“Like I said,” Augustus growled, “you’d better remember the name!” In one hand, by the neck, he held one of the upstarts who had busted his way into the bar beforehand — one of the chief instigators of the rabble. Bloodied and bruised, the thug tried to wriggle free, but the moment he felt the cyborg’s hand let him go was the moment the wise had been unexpectedly waiting for. “Dur à Cuire Fist,” was followed by a harsh shriek as steam formed a cloud in his way, to which the flames most certainly protested. What did not protest was the man who had been punched, for his body was flung into the barricaded front door with enough force to nearly bust it clean off its hinges.{Dur à Cuire Fist}“Hard-Boiled Fist”
Building up steam within his arm, Augustus uses a sudden release of pressure through the release valves on his arm to amplify the power of his punch, delivering an impressive blow.
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