Hunter and the Big Bad Wolf

[Mr. Moon]

Magnus #1

He was fated to know no rest. That much was obvious to Magnus when the news reached him.
He just recovered from the injuries he received during the "Berserker Serum Incident" when one of his students told him about a story he heard from one of his colleagues. A story about a strange wolfman that was roaming through the countryside, visiting village after village while offering to heal people for money. That was suspicious. And while Magnus didn't have a problem with Fishmen and similar people, the only thing he knew about, that could look like a wolf, yet keep the mind of man was someone possessed by the devil. Of course, it could be nothing more than a story made up by a drunk farmer who wanted some free drinks, but since he was about to leave the island for a prolonged time, he had to make sure. After everything that happened recently, he couldn't risk leaving his family home, with possible Devil Fruit user roaming the island freely. And so he went on a hunt.

For three days the white-haired veteran was traveling between the different coastal villages around the capital, asking about their strange visitor. And while he managed to confirm that the devil was probably real, he didn't find a single concrete evidence of their movement. Nothing that would help him to predict their next move or destination.
It was frustrating and so, he decided to prepare a trap. He let the people from the last village spread the news, that one of their own was badly hurt and now needs the attention of a qualified doctor. One that he would be willing to pay extra for. From that moment, all he had to do was to rent a room and wait for the mysterious individual to appear.

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It didn't take long for Gin to hear of a seriously injured man in a neighboring town. It was true that he used to travel around from village to village seeking patients for pay so that he could fund his own hospital, and though he had finally settled down, the pay sounded promising. Regardless of whether it was a human, a mink, or a fishman, he would do his work for the right pay. He did not, however, allow someone with a bad attitude to take part in his services.

It took him a quarter of a day to pack up some medical supplies and medicines, hire a carriage (a strange quirk about the town Gin lived in is that they didn’t believe in ‘cars’ or more advanced technologies,) and prepare himself for his trip by closing down the office temporarily. Afterwards it took about a day to get to his destination, though it likely would have taken less time if the roads weren’t so rough around certain areas. Gin had decided a while back that taking the lesser travelled roads was best for him, as he had been attacked several times before for being a ‘monster,’ and only after having explained his correct origins and being injured themselves did they allow him to fix them up, as well as apologize for assuming such things. Only the pleasant ones apologized.

It was the middle of the morning when he arrived at the town in question. Gin began asking around for the location of the patient, and of the few villagers who weren’t frightened or disgusted by his appearance, only one of them gave him actual directions. This is why Gin hated humans… They were driven by fear. Anything different from them was to be feared or destroyed. Likely both. Apparently the patient was waiting in a nearby Inn. Maybe he was a traveler, Gin thought. At least then he could mock this up as an actual incident instead of a prank.

As Gin entered the Inn, he spoke loudly and clearly to anyone and everyone available, though his low, gruff voice was still very present. The scar on his face stopped most people from speaking to him, but hopefully someone here had answers.

“Where is the patient? I’m a doctor and I’m here to treat them.”

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Okami Gin | Iron #D4D8DB | Post Count:1

[Mr. Moon]

Magnus #2

After releasing the rumor, there was nothing more to do for Magnus than wait. That's why he paid for a room in the local inn to have at least some semblance of comfort. The Devil was surely taking his time. The Exorcist hoped that the matter would be settled quickly so he could return to his original plan. However, it wasn´t the case. The traveling healer obviously traveled from afar, so he spent a whole night in the inn and since his target did not arrive even after he woke up, the large warrior walked down to order himself a breakfast. He was just in the middle of his triple portion of ham and eggs with strong black tea, when the door opened and someone walked inside, claiming to be the doctor they were looking for. But even without this introduction, Magnus would recognize him. As the tall stranger was using the animal form granted to him by the Devil instead of his human one. That was speaking volumes about the depth of his corruption, as even the worst of the worst he met so far, were still preferring the body they were born with, over their transformation.

“Ts...looks like this one is beyond help.”

The white haired veteran noted for himself as he got up from his table, facing the wolf like abomination.

“Took you longer than expected.”

Said Magnus, his booming voice filling the whole room. Noticing the dangerous look in his eyes, most locals quickly left the bar, few of them using the open windows so they could avoid both Magnus and Gin.

“But now you are here, so tell me, before I purge your taint from this world, what was your reason for siding with the Devil?”

The exorcist looked into his eyes his own burning with fanatical zeal.

“It won´t change your fate, but perhaps, I will pray for your soul.”

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Gin looked around, expecting to find someone injured. When he realized the person in front of him seemed to be talking to him (and with a bad attitude at that), and that everyone else in the inn had started to leave, he realized he had been duped. There were no injured people here. The man in front of him was likely some kind of thug or poacher, and he reeked of trouble. Placing his suitcase of supplies to the side, he fought his baser instinct to immediately enter fight mode. He came here to help people, and even if it was a lie, he had a reputation to uphold.

“I don’t know who you are or what you want, but I didn’t come here to start trouble. Whoever sent you has the wrong guy. I’m a doctor, one that works alone, and I certainly don’t know anyone who goes by ‘the devil.’”

Gin looked into the eyes of this strange man and realized one thing immediately; this guy was insane. Whatever thoughts he had in that head of his were unlikely to be changed without sufficient force, but Gin knew that fighting here with what few people remained might put them in danger.

“What nonsense are you on about, huh? Is anything I say even going to matter or have you already made up your mind like every other human who wouldn’t let me help them? I’m not some scary monster. I’m a man of science and medicine! Whatever issue you think you have with me, rethink it before someone here ends up hurt!”

Gin ground his teeth, holding back every instinct he had to tear this guy a new one. He wasn’t normally like this, but the guy in front of him triggered something inside him that brought up bad memories. Maybe it was the constant reassurance that ‘everything would be fine’ that he heard daily while used as a test subject in that lab. Maybe it was religious nonsense that he had heard time and time again directed at his people. Why were people so afraid of Minks?

“Rethink your next action. I do not want to have to defend myself, but I will.”

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Okami Gin | Iron #D4D8DB | Post Count:3

[Mr. Moon]

Magnus #3

The Exorcist gave his prey a chance to explain himself and regret siding with the forces of Evil, yet he rather pretended that he didn't understand. Claiming to know no "devil"/and even implying that Magnus was some kind of enforcer working for a mob or something.
"Preposterous!"
Magnus growled angrily.
"You claim that you don't know the devil, yet here you stand, in your arrogance displaying the gifts bestowed upon you by him."
The ex-marine stepped forward with his fist clenched, ready to attack, however, the wolf-man continued talking. Claiming himself a doctor and man of science. Could he be somehow related to the incident with Berserker serum? Was he threatening to use it against the civilians? No, that was improbable. Whoever was behind that incident hid all their traces well, so why would they leave one of their own behind? Plus he didn't hear about any incidents similar to what happened in the capital, so it probably wasn't it. Did it mean that it wasn't threaded, but he was really concerned about the civilians? Maybe the wolfman wasn't completely lost after all.
"Don't worry."
Said Magnus as he speeded up to a full sprint.
"I'll kill you sooner than you'll manage to hurt anyone!"
The white-haired veteran was charging against Gin, headlessly like an angered bull, leading with his left shoulder, as if he wanted to simply run over him. Every step of his military boots was breaking the wooden floor, leaving behind small craters and splinters as he was rushing forward. However, this whole spectacle was only for effect. Magnus intentionally used this type of strategy to lure his opponent out. To let him counter whatever skills he had, so he would be able to block it with his Armor and send the abomination flying with his Spear.

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Gin let out a low, short growl as the stranger in front of him spouted more nonsense about ‘gifts’ and ‘the devil’. Noticing his opponents obvious killing intent, Gin thought about unleashing his blades and tearing a hole into this guy, but upon second thought realized it would only confirm his biases. When the man started speeding toward him, he used both of his arms to block any blows that might come his way. He was strong, and his arms provided protection the rest of his body could not.

As the man crashed into him, his incredible strength that matched Gin’s own was made very evident. His blows were heavy and Gin was sent backward several feet, but he remained upright, choosing to slide along the ground instead of allowing himself to fall down. The damage from the blow had torn his coat and revealed the metal implants that made up the entirety of his arms. Realizing that his jacket would only get more ruined if he kept it on, he took it off and threw it aside, revealing that both arms up to his shoulders were replaced with bionic arms that allowed him to deal much heftier blows than a normal mink.

As he sat there and looked upon the stranger who had decided to fight him, Gin thought only of how to end this with the least amount of bloodshed possible. There were still people around, and the last thing he needed was more people being attacked.

“I don’t know what your ‘devil’ has to do with the circumstances of my birth… But I didn’t ask to be made into some metal monster!”

At this point it was clear talking wouldn’t work. Taking up his own combat stance, one based on speed and agility, Gin chose to forgo his blades, even though he knew it would give him a disadvantage. This fighting style was made with blades in mind, so choosing not to use them means he would have to adapt the style to be an incapacitating style.

“If you won’t listen to reason, then allow me to show you what being a Mink truly means.”

Gin charged forward and unleashed several blows to the arms and legs of his opponent in key pressure-point spots with the intent of weakening him enough to stop him from reacting immediately. The skill of his hits were professional, but significantly weakened because of his lack of experience, as well as because he was using a sword-based fighting style bare-handed.

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Okami Gin | Iron #D4D8DB | Post Count:3

[Mr. Moon]

Magnus #4

That wolf-man was either much smarter than he looked or coward, because despite Magnus´s charge, he didn´t used his opportunity to attack, but chose to block his attack´s instead. Stopping a step away from his opponent, Magnus lunged forward turning his whole body from the fist to the standing leg behind powerful straight punch. Taking both his unnatural strength and weight into account, single strike of his was usually enough to break some several bones in whoever he hit, but this wasn´t the case. When the Exorcist´s fist meet the wolf-man´s arm it was unusually hard, almost as if he was hitting a steel pole and so instead of breaking it, his strike only send the Devil backward several feet.

“Weird...does he practice the Steel Kata as well?”

Magnus muttered for himself as he was closing and opening his fist to analyze that unusual feeling.

“No, that´s not the case...”

He realized as the other fighter took of his coat to reveal his mechanical augmentations.

“Preposterous...”

The white haired veteran growled almost as if he took his metal arm as a personal insult, which he confirmed by his next words.

“And there I thought you might been fellow Martial Artist, but looks like you are just another wretch corrupted by his lust for power!”

At the moment the man launched his own attack in the form of several attacks on his body. Seeing the wolf like abomination running in his direction, Magnus adjusted his stance, slightly lowering the center of mass and opening his palms, so he could intercept the incoming strikes and shift them away from their target with short strikes against the incoming limbs. His opponent was much faster, but when it came to defensive combat, Magnus was the best among the members of M.A.R.I. thanks to that he managed to diver majority of the incoming strikes, yet few of them hit the mark, causing unpleasant numbness in his leg and arm.

“Ts….”

Gritting his teeth, the white haired veteran shifted his weight on the rear leg, sending swift stomp kick against the irritating monstrosity to create enough space between the two of them.

“Pressure point attack huh?”

He asked shaking of the numbing feeling from his hit limbs.

“That´s some rare skill you have Mr. Mink, but, with half-**** attack like this you achieve nothing than my utter contempt!”

Magnus yelled, taking his signature Shield stance.

“I am offering you the chance to die in combat to regain at least some of your honor, yet you don´t even have the decency to attack me for real? Either start to take this seriously, or you will die as you lived, honourless, souless, ashamed!”
As his booming voice resonated through the room, the remaining people used the pause in their fight to run away.

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Gin leapt back as the kicks from his opponent landed against his arms and legs, using the force behind them to create even more space than was originally intended in order to prevent injury. This stranger's mocking only served to anger Gin in a way he hadn't felt for years. He tried to forget his violent past and put it behind him, yet this man had said all the wrong things and brought out terrible memories. Was he one of the people from the labs, come to collect their 'prize' they had lost so long ago? Or was this just some insane man who had heard about a mink nearby and decided to punish him for his existence?

It didn't matter anymore. If he wanted a fight, he would get one. Gin stared at the psycho in front of him furiously.

"Who are you to decide that my life is any less worthy of existing than any human? Just because I was born with fur and claws, I'm less important than you? I'm less of a person? Less worthy of life? You're the same as those bastards at the lab. Even if you aren't one of them, you're still full of hatred and contempt for those different from you. You disgust me. If you want a fight so bad, so be it... but don't say I didn't warn you."

Gin flexed the muscles in his shoulder down to his arm as two long blades, once hidden in the metal of his arm, popped out and shone against the sun. Everyone else had since left the area, meaning there wouldn't be any casualties other than himself or this psychopath. A few moments of silence deafened the area as the two stared each other down. The sound of a pen dropping could easily be heard, but what broke the silence was nothing as mundane as that. Instead, Gin charged forward and skillfully dodged around the man's potential attacks, circling around back and attempting to slice away at his back and legs deep enough to seriously injure any normal man. He knew it wouldn't be enough for this hulking, dense soldier though, so using all of his weight, he sent the flat of the blade against his opponents ear to insight confusing through ear-ringing.

Distancing himself once again and expecting a counter attack, Gin raised his arms in anticipation and put himself into a defensive stance.

"Who are you to disturb my peaceful life of helping people for your own gain?! You selfish fool! I can't help the way I was born! Why can you humans never understand that!"

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Okami Gin | Iron #D4D8DB | Post Count:4

[Mr. Moon]

Magnus #5

In combat, the most dangerous weapon is the one you don't know about. That was the first of many lessons Magnus learned from Francis when he entered the marines. Also one of the few he really took to heart.
He wasn't particularly fast, nor was he coping very well with sudden surprises. That was why he adopted a style based on taunting and tight defense. To lure his opponent out, to let them reveal their cards to study them, before taking the initiative and delivering a decisive strike. These swords, unleashed from a close distance and without warning would be deadly for the veteran. However, bared like this they turned into dull fangs. Still, there was something that surprised the Exorcist.
"Born?"
A single word escaped through Magnus's lips, exchanging the usual contempt and aggression for confusion and perhaps pity? As far as he knew, it was impossible to be born with the Devil's power. So could it be, that he was fed the fruit at such a young age that he was assuming he was born with it? The sole idea, that someone would force such a curse upon a small child was...sickening, yet it would explain so many abnormalities about this particular man. Like, why is he preferring this monstrous visage over his regular form, or why he was falling to understand how unnatural his existence was. At this point, Mr. Mink interrupted his train of thought with his attack.
"Trying to get me from behind huh, your wish…"
The warrior said for himself, as he seamlessly switched to the Imperial Phoenix style. Changing the direct footwork of the Tiger for the more subtle spiral stepping method of Phoenix.
Keeping the spiral tight and short, Magnus made sure that he will have the running wolf constantly in his field of vision. Despite it, when Gin finally attacked, he didn't move to dodge or block his attack. No, instead he raised his arm into the shield position, hardening all the muscles in his body at the same time to the level of steel.
"Armor"
His swords cut through Magnus's clothe and skin, however failed to go any further, leaving behind only small superficial cuts, rather than the deep wounds they should.
"Gaurd"
Immediately switching to another technique, the Exorcist intercepted the blade aiming for his head, knocking it away from its target by a powerful strike with his forearm.
"Hmmm"
With one arm back in the Shield position and the other one close to his hip, the ex-marine captain growled as his prey jumped backward before he could unleash his counterattack.
"You have good instincts, but your skills are lacking."
Said the former Marine, without the previous hatred as Mr. Mink's words confirmed his previous assumption.
"But don't worry. I promise, that after I'll put you to rest, I'll do everything in my power to find the people who cursed you with the Devil Fruit and to send them directly to hell. Now...please die in the piece!"
As he finished these words, Magnus stomped on the floor with all his might. His sheer strength combined with his unnatural weight caused the wooden planks to crack and break into dozens of large splinters, that the white-haired fighter kicked directly against Gin's face.
Using it as a distraction, Magnus jumped straight against his prey, sending a powerful punch from his rear arm, against his face.
"Thunder Fist!"

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{Armor}
Learning how to tighten his muscles to make them as hard steel allows Magnus to apply this skill to his "shield" technique. Assuming the aforementioned stance he will grab the ground with his toes and "root himself into the ground" just as he hardens all the muscles in his body. This allows him to block and stop the incoming attacks with his body alone at the cost of his ability o move, as both his stability and the hardness of his muscles are greatly enhanced. This ability of course has its limits as sufficiently powerful blows can still break his defense.

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{Guard}
Starting from the same stance as before, Magnus will harden all the muscles in his body to make them as hard as steel, this time, however without losing his mobility. In this form, he won´t just passively block the incoming attack, but rather actively intercept it. Hitting it from the side with his "shield" forearm to redirect its flow of power and push it away from his body. Using the momentum of their own attacks to knock them off balance even if only so slightly.

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{Thunder Fist}
Advanced version of the previous technique, where Magnus focus all o his strength into a single straight punch that compresses all the air in its path into “solid” form, before releasing it in the form of the powerful blast. This technique can be seen as two-stage attacks as at first the opponent is hit by the compressed air itself with strength comparable to Magnus´s regular strike and a split second later they are hit by the air blast when the compressed air expands violently. It also makes the Thunder Fist rather tricky to dodge an even if the opponent dodges the initial hit, the second blast can still hit the mark as it has a somehow bigger area of effect.

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Gin’s attacks were ineffective against his soldier opponent, and it was clear to him that he was outclassed at this time. His body was clearly too heavy to move, and he had clearly polished his skills over a long career. Gin, however, was a doctor who only learned how to fight to protect himself and his clan. He never intended to use it to harm people unnecessarily. The weirdest part was that this person, as psychotic as they may seem on the surface… didn’t seem to be a bad person. Misguided? Maybe, but they wanted to cleanse something they thought was truly evil from the world.

The words he said next were made clear in his mind.

“Devil fruit?”

Gin uttered before realizing a strike was coming his way. He lifted his arms just barely in time to block the strike from hitting his flesh directly, but not enough to stop the impact from being sent through his body and pushing the air out of his lungs. He had just enough time to charge up enough electricity to send a shock to his opponent’s system, but nothing close to paralysis or real harm. On top of it, he was sent careening fifteen feet away into the wooden bar, breaking through it as dust filled the air.

Picking himself from the rubble, Gin had a few scratches and minor bruises. If this went on any longer… No, Gin didn’t think he would survive a direct blow from that. This person’s previous words resonated with him though… This stranger wasn’t hunting him because he was a mink. They thought he was a devil fruit user. Gin has had experience with such users in the past, and not all of them were bad. Was it because he looked like a wolf? He knew that there was a type of fruit user who could look like animals, or sometimes person-animal hybrids… very similar to minks.

Gin walked forward, his face now completely calm as his arm-blades retracted back into themselves. There was a huge bruise on his abdomen, that while you couldn’t see through the clothing, was still evident with the slight limp no present in Gin.

“... It won’t matter how much you beat me, you won’t get what you want.”

Gin’s words were cold and revealed a hint of pain behind them. It was likely this person still wanted a fight, but Gin wasn’t going to give him one even if he died because of it.

“You assume I’m ‘one with the devil’ without even knowing the difference between a Zoan and a mink… Do you even know much about devil fruits? If so… then you should have realized after the first time that I am NOT a devil fruit user!”

Gin spat out blood and straightened himself. There was no longer hatred in his eyes, instead replaced by pity.

“I don’t know what happened to you to make you hate devil fruits so much… But number one… Minks are NOT Zoans.”

Gin put up his arms as if to say ‘come get me!’

“If you’re going to kill me, at least learn that much. I have no reason to fight someone who wants to kill me because they think I'm a fruit user. It’ll be your bounty when you realize I don’t change back when dead. You’ll have been responsible for not only killing a person… but also a doctor. In cold blood. You’ll be seen as a murderer…. And worse than a devil fruit user.”

Gin’s eyes were resolute and sure of this decision. If this man continued this way, then so be it. This wasn’t a bluff, or a faint. Gin’s weapons were away. His fists weren’t going to be enough to take on his opponent. He only hoped his words would get through to this fanatic.

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Okami Gin | Iron #D4D8DB | Post Count:5

[Mr. Moon]

Magnus #6

His fist made it´s way through the air with incredible power, compressing it in a solid form, driving it straight against Mink´s head. The Devil reacted in time, raising his hands to bock the incoming attack, but it was barely enough. Although he managed to stop the initial attack, the blast that followed send him flying backwards several feet, demolishing everything that was in his path.

“Hmmmm...”

Magnus muttered, taking a look on his hand that was completely unharmed. Was it only his imagination or did he really saw electric charge coming from these metal hands? But why it had such weak effect on him? Was it because he layer of air between them, or because that abomination didn´t have enough time to build up enough energy? Well it didn´t mattered much. Whatever the case, punch like that couldn´t leave him unharmed, so h was better to finish the job before his opponent will be able to pull himself back together.

With this in mind, the veteran charged forward, with his arms held in something akin boxing guard, just as Gin got back on his feet, hiding his swords.

“Trap…?”

Magnus´s instincts warned him and so he stopped on a place, switching from full sprint into forward lunge as he send forward all out strike aimed at Gin´s abdomen.

“SPEAR!”

He was focused on his target, but not enough to miss his words.

“What?”

The warrior growled, with his fist stopping just few millimeters away from that´s man solar plexus.

Was it some kind of trap? If so, that guy had to be completely crazy risking his life on it like that, because up until now, he didn´t showed a single sing of wanting protect himself from his strike. If he did, he would be probably flying another dozen or so feet right now. And of course there was another question.

“Wait, so...”
Magnus started slowly and straightened himself to a more relaxed stance, although he was still watching the wolf man with a suspicion in his eyes.

“Your name isn´t Mr. Mink?”
That was probably the most stupid question he could ask at the moment, but it was question he had to ask, because...he was sure it was his name! And this whole situation was so confusing, why did´t he simply punch him?! His frustration was probably reflected in the usually calm face of his, but at the moment he didn´t care much. This was probably still some kind of ruse, but if not...he couldn´t kill an innocent person just because of the way they looked, that would be evil.

“Just to make it clear, I don´t believe a singe word you just said.”
The ex marine muttered.

“But, I am willing to give you the benefit of doubt. So, you will get the chance to prove your innocence.”
He stepped few steps away and pointed to the doors leading outside of the building.

“There is a seashore just few hundreds meters away. If you show me how you walk in it´s waters, I will be willing to listen...”

If anything this should be able to show the truth. Whatever it was.

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Gin was tired from the fight, and seeing his life flash before his eyes would have been traumatizing enough to cause a heart attack if it weren’t for his mechanical heart’s above-average ability to pump blood efficiently. Gin fell to a knee for a second before standing up straight. This mass of muscle was clearly all that and no brains if he thought Gin’s name was ‘Mr. Mink.’

“My name is Okami Gin, MD. Stands for Medical Doctor. I went to school for this, ya know…” Gin started turning toward the sea, leaving his back open. He already knew he couldn’t take this guy in his current condition, and a simple test like this would be easy to pass. Dusting himself off, Gin spoke again a little louder. “Just a dip in the ocean huh? I’ll swim around for ya, too. I just hope this’ll be enough to prove I’m not some Devil fruit user… Though to judge someone based solely on that…”

Gin sighed and started walking out of the huge hole this man just made in the wall using his body. His muscles were sore, but it’s nothing some bed rest wouldn’t fix. Gin knew his limits well enough. As they approached the shore, Gin dipped a toe in and shivered.

“Ugh… the water is cold. This is gonna suck…” He whispered to himself, grouchily.

Gin walked headlong into the water as far as he could until his head was just above the water. He dipped it in and shook it off before swimming around for a bit and coming back onto shore, now smelling fully of wet dog. He hadn’t bothered to remove any of his clothes, as it would take far too long for a test as simple as this one.

“If this isn’t enough, I don’t know what is. I have cybernetic implants from an accident many years ago. I’m a mink. That’s the name of our people, those who look like animal-like humanoids all the time, rather than some of the time. They only take after mammals, unlike those devil-fruit users. By the way, I’m not paying for those damages. That’s your responsibility, big guy.”

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Okami Gin | Iron #D4D8DB | Post Count: 6

[Mr. Moon]

Magnus #7

That wolfman was acting as if he considered Magnus to be some kind of dimwitted brute. His loss, as Magnus was much more than that, which was the detail that Demon was about to learn the hard way.
"I know what MD stands for."
The white-haired veteran muttered, visibly annoyed by the fact that the beast-man felt the need to explain it. What he did not mention however was the fact, he didn't believe Gin his title, not studies even in the slightest.
Grim and silent, like an executioner accompanying the convict, Magnus walked with the self-proclaimed doctor towards the shore. Prepared to jump on him after the sign of attempted run away. But nothing like that happened. Instead, the wolf-like abomination simply walked into the ocean and back without any visible problems or discomfort.
"Hmmm"
The former marine captain muttered for himself.
"Now imagine if I killed you, that would be awkward."
The laugh that escaped from his throat was forced at best as he still couldn't believe what happened in front of his own eyes. That man just walked in the ocean, as if it was nothing. There was no way he could fake it. The test itself was foolproof meaning he wasn't lying from the start. There truly existed a race of humanoid animals with human-level intellect. How surprising.
"No, it's ok I believe you, and don't worry, I'll pay for that damage. And your hourly rate for this journey, since I lured you hear to kill you and everything. "
He said it almost as if this murder attempt was supposed to be only a minor inconvenience of some sort for Gin. And didn't even attempt to apologize for his behavior. Deep inside he knew he should, but his price was standing in the way.
"Hnmmm, hey would you like to grab a beer or something?
The muscle-bound warrior asked out of sudden.
" I would like to learn more about your people to avoid mistakes like this in the future."

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Gin sighed and wrung out his clothes, pleased he was able to convince the maniac in front of him not to kill him for such a dumb reason.

“You should know that even if someone IS a devil fruit user, it doesn’t give you the right to murder them if they haven’t committed a crime. The Marines will execute you for doing such things. You’ll be seen as no better than a pirate.”

Gin shook his head and rubbed the bruises on his body. They would recover quickly, but his pride would stay wounded for a while. It had been a long time since he faced someone he couldn’t defeat. The person in front of him had experience and strength, whereas he only had a small amount of training and only ever fought to protect himself or his patience, never against someone with true killing intent.

“... But you already knew that, didn’t you? With the experience and physical strength of a bear, I have a feeling you were well trained. Your techniques are no joke, either. You either were or are a marine, am I correct?”

Gin rubbed his head and dusted off his clothing, walking toward the bar again before looking back.

“Are you coming or not? I’m certainly going to have you pay for all of this… but my injuries are too minor to make you pay for them. Instead, you’ll pay for my bruises with a lesson so this doesn’t happen again.”

Gin sat at the bar, looking at the very angry bartender whose arms were crossed at the two of them.

“Oh come on, don’t give me that look! That guy clearly started it and I was just defending myself! Besides, if it weren’t for me, you’d have a medical crisis on your hands! Just give me a beer, please.”

Gin contemplated paying for his own drink before shoving his thumb backward over his shoulder.

“Put it on his tab.”

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Okami Gin | Iron #D4D8DB | Post Count: 7

[Mr. Moon]

Magnus #8

The white-haired veteran listened to the wolf-man's speech without paying much attention to his words. After all, he was hardly the first one who tried to talk Magnus down, but it would need more than this to sway him away from his path.
"Don't worry, I am not murdering anyone."
The muscle-bound man shook his head.
"I am cleansing this world from the taint of the Devil, saving the souls of his victims whenever it is possible."
His words were resolute and without a single hint of doubt. Showing that this man truly believed in what he was saying.
"I was a Marine captain, yes."
He confirmed Gin's assumption without elaborating any further in this topic.
"However my techniques have different origins. I created them myself from skills passed on me from my master Gabriel Moon."
He fell silent again, following the wolfman back to the inn, when they clashed just a few minutes ago. The local people were watching them angrily from a distance, but no one dared to approach them, not when Magnus and his constantly angry face were around.
Ignoring his next remark, Magnus followed Gin inside looking around for a chair that would be in a good enough condition to hold his massive weight. When he found one, he dragged it to a bar, sitting next to the wolfish peculiarity.
"This is for the damage we caused."
He addresses the in keeper, putting a very generous sum of money in front of him, before turning back to Gin.
"So, you wish to learn my techniques?"
He asked, watching him carefully.
"Well I have to say that as a fighter you are not bad, however most of my techniques work on precise control of my muscles and since your arms are made from metal…"
He shrugged.
"Of course we can still work on your basics either here or in my dojo later on.I am sure my kids would like to meet someone like you."