Post by Sam on Nov 25, 2021 15:40:23 GMT -5
Flickering orange the flame danced like a Dressrosan maiden lighting up the mink's orange eyes. He had to act fast! His long fears flickered and twitched picking up sound. Or rather the lack thereof... no gunshots had been shot yet. But soon It was broken by a familiar step, one he recognized. Impossible... she had died before Gamio's eyes. No?
Peaking from behind the bar he spotted Jillian, standing. Not just that, but there wasn't a single bullet wound on her entire body. Jackson looked petrified as were his men. With contempt and silent fury, Iago watched as she through a stool at the man's face breaking upon impact.
"Heh..."
Iago mumbled, it wasn't durability that made the woman dangerous. There was something else going on. The storm of bullets going through her, with nothing but light twitches was all the proof he needed. She was an ability user. It was the explanation, sure certain abilities that made your body as hard as iron existed, but none could stop flurry of bullets like that. Carefully the mink watched as she went all out on the men, going as far as to punch one through the wall. Iago cringed at the sight, that must have been painful.
"Bueno... it seems the fight is over."
Hopping over the table he walked over to Jackson who had his hands slightly up as he sat on the ground. His eyes shifting between the three figures before him, as he panted. Shaking his head the man smiled.
"You bunch got me, but... but this isn't over. Wait till boss hears about this. He'll tear yall a new ass."
As the man spoke up, Iago lifted one of his rapiers and put it up to the man's neck. The silver blade was crackling with blue electricity which made Iago's fur stand slightly as it too was covered in the occasional zap. His brown eyes looked at Jackson.
"Talk to a señorita like that again and I'll gut you like a hog. From nose... to bellybutton."
Iago | Saffron #F4C430 | (Post Count: 6)
Peaking from behind the bar he spotted Jillian, standing. Not just that, but there wasn't a single bullet wound on her entire body. Jackson looked petrified as were his men. With contempt and silent fury, Iago watched as she through a stool at the man's face breaking upon impact.
"Heh..."
Iago mumbled, it wasn't durability that made the woman dangerous. There was something else going on. The storm of bullets going through her, with nothing but light twitches was all the proof he needed. She was an ability user. It was the explanation, sure certain abilities that made your body as hard as iron existed, but none could stop flurry of bullets like that. Carefully the mink watched as she went all out on the men, going as far as to punch one through the wall. Iago cringed at the sight, that must have been painful.
"Bueno... it seems the fight is over."
Hopping over the table he walked over to Jackson who had his hands slightly up as he sat on the ground. His eyes shifting between the three figures before him, as he panted. Shaking his head the man smiled.
"You bunch got me, but... but this isn't over. Wait till boss hears about this. He'll tear yall a new ass."
As the man spoke up, Iago lifted one of his rapiers and put it up to the man's neck. The silver blade was crackling with blue electricity which made Iago's fur stand slightly as it too was covered in the occasional zap. His brown eyes looked at Jackson.
"Talk to a señorita like that again and I'll gut you like a hog. From nose... to bellybutton."
Iago | Saffron #F4C430 | (Post Count: 6)