Death of a Soldier

[Kurosaki]

When she heard the voice Kyoko looked up with a glare that was incredibly intense. The prisoner was now laying on top of his cell. The Marine that was supposed to have been keeping an eye on him was no where insight. Where had that lazy useless soldier gone to? When Kyoko found him she would make sure that he had to breathe through a very difficult to use contraption.

The shackles fell off of the pirate and he leaned over and then kicked them toward her. She watched them fall in front of her without saying a single word. She, for one, was never one to touch those cuffs herself. After all, sea stone would also effect her as well.

Kyoko was so close to her daggers and was preparing to use them when the ship suddenly rocked. Her balance lost because of the fiercesome waves caused by the storm, Kyoko landed roughly on her back. She felt a large weight land on top of her and when the world stopped swaying she found that the prisoner of her great disdain was laying on top of her, hands around her waist. He had struck her forehead but Kyoko didn't have much pain to show for it. She was too angry to feel any, after all.

Standing up suddenly, Kyoko got him off of her and then drew out her daggers. Ruby then coated the blades.

"How about a nice seas stone prison cage for you then?" she taunted before dashing one way toward him and then coming from the other. She attempted to stab at his middle with both blades at once.

[shisha]

For a moment he stood there, hand on his chin faking an expression of thought, as though the idea of a Sea Stone cell was attractive. But as she made a move towards him, his eyes locked firmly on her. He had to admit, despite the stern and coldness, she was actually a bit of a looker. It was a shame though she was a Marine. A problem he could possibly fix if he could convince her to join the Dark side as it were, after all his way of life was a lot more exciting. The Marine Woman came at him quickly, Daggers covered in Shiny crystal in her hands. To which he simply smiled and crossed his arms rather smugly. Crystal Daggers, Obviously a Devils Fruit, as he'd Thought from the very beginning.

His Body suddenly exploded into a hail of small blocks, floating around the room like fireflies, all around the Marine as she passed through where his body used to be. His head was still intact, floating exactly where it had been all this time, looking down at her passing below with the same smug look on its face. As she stopped on the other side of him, his body began to Reassemble itself, quickly, block by block until his entire upper half was back the way it was. His lower half still hovered around where his legs should of been.

"No thanks, it wouldn't be as fun without you there to keep me company..."

[Kurosaki]

Of course, she had to have realized that the first attack that she used was going to be a failure. This pirate was, at the very least, cunning enough to escape from his sea stone cuffs and his cell. It stood to reason that he would be a difficult adversary. Kyoko found herself in a very similar situation to that of her first escapee. Only this time, she swore, things would be different.
"How about I escort you personally to Impel Down then?" she taunted back as the pirate reassembled himself. His body had become broken into tiny blocks. He was a Block Block Man then? Well, she could still figure out a way to keep him trapped. If his head was stationary when he avoided her before... Maybe that was the weak link?

Deciding that this fight would have to continue in this room since she had the advantage here with her short range weapons, Kyoko took a step backward and touched the door that led out of the prisoner holding room. Instantly, a ruby coating spread from her foot and then up the door. Soon the entire door was crystalized in rubies. That task accomplished, she stretched out her hands and lengthened her daggers by expanding the rubies that surrounded them. They were now both about two feet long and would act more like swords.

"But for now you have your wish. It's just you and me."

[shisha]

He just couldn't help himself, smiling like a moron. Inside he was still his usual timid self around girls, but for the sake of combat he had to act tough, he had to fight back as it were. Though his mind was elsewhere, looking at the door that was now being encased in what appeared to be ruby Crystal. Obviously a devil fruit, he'd established that already, but was it a logia like hos own. If it was the fight could be interesting, if it wasn't however, he had won already. Her offer was tempting, slightly flattering, being offered a trip to the toughest prison in the Governments possession. Was he that important to her.

"Alrighty then, lets get it on shall we?"

His arm suddenly rose from his side, pointing towards the woman with the crystal swords. For a moment he just held it there, pointing at her, till he opened his hand up, outstretching the fingers towards her. Personally he hoped to avoid killing the girl, something about her just screamed for the pirates life, would be a great shame to just do away with her right there and then after all. Attention now focused on her, his fingers turned into lines of blocks connected together, before suddenly firing from his hand at high speed. In Rapid Succession, almost like a machine gun, blocks flying in her direction. This was his "Danmaku" attack, otherwise known as his "Barrage" attack and, unlike most people, he had the habit of saying the attacks name After it has been launched.

[Kurosaki]

It had never been this worrisome for Kyoko in the past when it came to fights with pirates. She had always bravely faced any of them, even those with huge bounties, without even flinching or worrying about her skills. Now her confidence in herself had been broken. Just a little but it was enough to change the way she fought. She moved slower with a more cautious attitude. It certainly wasn't like back when she had taken down her very first pirate...

"Is that girl insane?! Going up against Bubba! He's three times her size..."

"There's no way she can do it... Even if she's supposed to be some sort of prodigy in the Marine academy..."

Kyoko ignored the remarks from around her as she stood facing the large man that towered over her. He stared down at her with his ridiculously round face and beedy eyes. Bubba was 6' 2" and weighed easily 500 pounds. He was one of those types of guys you could hit and the flab would simply stop the blow from hurting him at all. Your fist would simply sink into the fat.

With a concentrated look, Kyoko gripped her daggers more tightly and allowed her Devil Fruit powers to encase them in glitterying rubies. It made her weapons less sharp but pack a tougher blow. She then expanded the rubies so that the daggers became like swords.

"For your crimes against the World Government, I hereby arrest you," she told him.

Instead of looking scared the man began to laugh loudly. His big fat stomach leaped up and down as he did so like a water bed being jumped on repeatedly.

"Yeah? You and what army, Miss?" he questioned.

"I only need myself to arrest you," she told him with all sincerity before rushing forward, her weapons at her sides. She got close and prepared to slash at him. Instead, Bubba leaned back and then body slammed her as she got close. Her weapons went flying. One stuck into the cobbled path and the other sailed past a ducking Marine and embedded itself into a sign for a watermelon cart.

Kyoko herself struck a nearby wall and slid to the ground with her eyes closed. She looked like she had been knocked unconscious. Bubba laughed harder and began to turn around to leave. The other Marines, too nervous to do anything about it, simply stood there and watched.

When it seemed like the fight was over, however, was when Kyoko stood back onto her feet. She looked like she was about to collapse because she staggered slowly to the side a little and her eyes were only half open. But if anyone observed carefully they would see that she was actually... Sleeping! Yes, Kyoko was breathing calmly and deeply as though in the middle of sleep.

"Getting up for more, eh?" asked Bubba as he turned around to face her. He hit his stomach like a drum. "Well, bring it on."

Kyoko suddenly rushed at him, leaped into the air, and grabbed his head. It ended up being the most vulnerable spot. She struck his head repeatedly and clung to his back. Bubba tried to swipe her off but his arms were far too short to reach up enough to get a good grip on her. Eventually from her pounding on him, he lost his balance and fell backward onto the ground. Kyoko rolled off before Bubba landed, cracking his head onto the floor. He fell unconscious.

The crowd that had been gathered looked on in shock with opened mouths as Kyoko seemed to become more alert, her eyes opened fully. She took in the man passed out on the ground and was stunned herself.

Kyoko stood looking at this prisoner now. Her old confidence and old luck from back then she hoped would come back during this fight. The prisoner aimed at her and blocks shot out from his fingers almost like bullets from a machine gun.

She began to run around the room. Block after block struck something behind her. Then one hit her in the side. She was struck and fell to the ground, clutching her side where the block had hit and had drawn blood.

"Dammit..."

Kyoko decided not to give him another opening to attack while she was down. Kyoko suddenly flung one of the heavy daggers at the prisoner hoping that it would, at the very least, distract him while she got up to her feet.

[shisha]

A change in her stance, and all around persona caught his attention. Before he'd launched his attack her attitude had seemed to change. To be honest it was about time, so far for a supposed powerful Marine, he'd been more than a little disappointed. True he could see why she was considered strong, the Crystal powers she possessed would be quite a hard thing to break through when used correctly. But against his own powers, his ability to break apart like he did, it didn't really mean much. As he watched her stop, clutching her side, he couldn't help but let out a short sigh, hand holding his forehead while doing so.

It was then he remembered something, something he'd had imprinted upon his body in the shape of a Tattoo. The symbol of his "Family", the one he used to be a member of all those years ago. He remembered that the Marines were the ones who had, in one fell swoop, essentially destroyed his enitre world in the space of an hour. He stood there looking at the back of his hand, regardless of what his opponent was doing, thinking things over. He had planned to simply escape the ship and continue on his way, but when would he get a chance like this again?.

Her attack came a bit too quick for him to properly react too. Typically he'd try to evade it, but since she knew of his unique powers, he decided to let it pass through him. Or so he thought. When he disassembled himself into blocks around the area the dagger would hit, he felt sure it would pass through easily. But when it struck his blocks, it actually smashed the blocks to bits, still passing through him though. So surprising was this that Kenta himself shuffled backwards looking at the hole with shock and interest, before it filled with brand new blocks from his body. Maybe her powers were useful after all, but this brief event wouldn't stop him for very long. Quick as a flash he moved closer to the Woman, letting her get to her feet, but holding out his hands when she made an aggressive look at him. Trying to get her to stop for a moment so he could say something.

"Before we continue this little Dance of ours, i wonder if you could answer me a quick question. Then we can fight afterwards...". He lifted up his hand and showed the Woman the mark on the back of it. A long shot yes, but if she knew anything at all about it, anything, it was worth it. "..Do you recognize this symbol by any chance, or seen it on your travels?"

[Kurosaki]

The Marine stood up and surveyed her work with a smirk. Apparently she had caught him a little off guard. For some strange reason the prisoner had actually stopped in the middle of their fight to stare at the back of his hand. When the weapon had been flung at him some of the blocks had moved that made up the area were it was going to strike. The weapon had also destroyed some of the other blocks.

Kyoko raised her remaining dagger with renewed belief in herself. Maybe she did have a chance from here on out to redeem herself for her previous failures. Just before she was going to launch into the fight with renewed vigor, however, the pirate addressed her and also held up his hand to show a strange marking on it. He asked her if she had ever seen the symbol before.

"I'm afraid that I haven't. What is it, some sort of pirate crew mark?" she questioned him with a slight sneer. She was beginning to really hate how brasin this man was. He was smug and self-centered. Really? To stop the fight to ask about a mark on his hand?

"Enough talk! Let's fight!" Kyoko shouted before she rushed forward, zigzagging across the room a little. She was crouched low and was moving fast. As she got closer, she attempted to slash upward and then flipped backward, landing on her feet, her side to the prisoner and her one arm extended with the dagger pointed at the man as she surveyed any damage she had caused him.

[shisha]

Well it was worth a shot, at least now when the fight was over he wouldn't be left wondering if his opponent knew something about it. His mind could rest easy. He lowered his hand quickly as she shouted at him to continue the fight. To be honest, he was actually a little disappointed that she'd opted to fight so quickly, he had been hoping she'd be able to shed some light on his questions, but he seemingly assumed wrong. Her attack came low and fast, different to how she'd attacked before. Still nothing he wasn't expecting.

Like before he disassembled himself from the middle outwards, turning into many blocks that floated around like dust, hovering just out of reach. Her attack hit some of the blocks, again since her dagger was coated in that crystal structure it was able to break them. Not that it mattered, more simply replaced that which was lost. As she passed through him, his head which was still in one piece looked at her moving and, as she exited his form, after he began to reassemble, he decided to put a stop to all this nonsense. His Hands reformed before the rest of him, but instead of their normal shape, they became much larger, more block like in appearance and shape. When she had stopped to check on her target, Kenta's hand was much larger than before, his hand outstretched as it moved quickly to grab the Marine, or at least pin her in place.

[Kurosaki]

The prisoner began to reassemble himself. She saw some destroyed blocks on the ground but it seemed like she hadn't done any damage to her opponent for more blocks appeared in their place.

Wasn't there any way to stop this guy?

If there was she wasn't going to figure it out using her daggers.

Then a thought struck her. The shotgun that she normally carried. Perhaps dispossing of many blocks at once would be the way to go. However, she had left the weapon today in her headquarters on the ship in expectation that she would have no problems reaching it when needed.

She would need to start carrying it with her even in her sleep from now on.

Using the time that it took her opponent to recover, Kyoko retrieved her missing dagger. However, because she had bent over she was taken off guard when he turned on her, his hand becoming massive and block-shaped. He then swung down with the giant hand and managed to pin Kyoko with her back to the floor boards. She squirmed underneath of the weight and attempted to manuvuer her arms enough to free herself. The hold he had, however, left her incredibly little wiggle room.

"Ah, and now I expect you plan to finish me off like the blood thirsty barbaric pirate that you are," she hissed at him, trying to taunt him in order to buy some precious time.

[shisha]

Standing there above her trapped person, Kenta had (No Pun Intended) the Upper hand. He could easily crush the woman under his hand, but he wasn't the type of person to kill in cold blood. He'd only done that once, as a result he wore the coat of the only person he'd actually killed. In the light where she was pinned, for a moment she looked like someone he'd met before, but as with most times a person feels like this, it passed very quickly, almost shaking it from his mind. He made a small jump into the air, landing in a seating position with his legs crossed next to Kyoko, his large hand still very much rooted in place. In such a position he could probably fall alseep and wait out the storm with her safely pinned, but he was having fun fighting her. And he knew for a fact that, deep down, no matter how much she would protest the idea, that Kyoko was having fun as well. Leaning down his face was inches from her own, smiling in an Oddly evil yet happy way.

"Who do you think i am?, you think I'd just kill you like that?. Please. Now why would i kill you, after all im having too much fun to do that to you. Unlike Marines, pawns of the government, I'm allowed to have fun, i Don't have to follow Rules and Regulations like you do". He looked towards the doors behind both of them, then at the Windows. The storm wasn't letting up any time soon. "Well the Storms still going strong, guess we have plenty of time to get to know each other huh?. Or have Fun fighting each other at least...."

[Kurosaki]

The prisoner positioned himself closer to Kyoko and she grimanced and then frowned at their close proximity. She slowly wormed her hand toward her dagger beneath his massive hand. It was a tight squeeze indeed. She only hoped she could pull off what she had planned for him.

When he spoke, however, she momentarily paused in her pursuit of the weapon. He asked who she thought he was and seemed appauled that she would suggest that he would kill her just like that. He told her that he didn't have to kill her because he had no rules and didn't have to follow the Government like "pawns". Kyoko's black eyelined eyes narrowed dangerously at that. He said something about the storm and how they would have time to get to know each other.

"So you're probably going to torture me first then before you kill me," Kyoko sneered before resuming her attempt to retrieve her dagger. Her fingers fell upon the blade. She nearly nicked herself and then moved them tenderly over toward the handle. "I'd like to sit around here and let you do that but, unlike you, I have a purpose for what I do!"

Kyoko then suddenly whipped the dagger upward with her one hand in an attempt to stab the man in the palm of his giant hand.

[shisha]

He'd expected a move like that, but nothing quite as direct. The Dagger she'd managed to worm into place went through his hand. But being a man blessed, or cursed as some would say with a Logia type fruit, the dagger simply pushed through, a clean break as it were. Actually a break, splitting his hand down the middle where the blade had been inserted. The half of his hand fell to the floor, breaking into smaller blocks on impact as he himself was forced back to his feet. Of course he didn't have to do any of that at all, he could of simply let it pass through and maintain his grip on the Woman's body. But her crack about a Purpose convinced him otherwise.

Looking at his missing hand, he let the blocks reassemble at his feet, moving up through his body to replace the missing parts. Rather than make new ones. In his mind he was working the woman out, her previous failure was obviously a sensitive subject to her, as was her role in the Marine Command structure. To him, she would probably be better suited to the life of a pirate than a Marine. Though life choices like that couldn't be changed so easily. It would take a great deal of Pester power to do that, maybe a little force too. He smiled and looked her way, letting his hand reform slowly, almost as if he was doing so on Purpose.

"So you think what you do is worth it?. Like in the grand scheme of things, out of all the hundreds, maybe thousands of other Marines, that anything you do amounts to anything significant?". A pause, then a smirk. A somewhat surprised yet fake smirk. "Hmm, Well i Suppose you have to don't you... Must be a downer to know that no matter what you do, you won't change anything. If i was you, I'd probably think of a Career change about now"

[Kurosaki]

It seemed that she was incredibly lucky. Not only did her move work, her dagger stabbing him directly in the hand, it actually effected him. Kyoko actually smiled despite herself as the hand split into two and half of the block hand fell to the floor. Free now, Kyoko jumped to her feet and then jumped back away from him, putting some distance in-between them so that he couldn't attempt the same move twice. Distance seemed to be a good idea with this guy.

The pirate reassembled his destroyed hand and replaced the parts that were missing. At this rate she would never get anywhere with him. But at least she could fight again.

When the prisoner addressed her, asking if she thought it was all worth it, Kyoko tightened her grip on her daggers. He then asked if she thought, in the grand scheme of things, that she was somehow making a different despite the many Marines in the world. He told her that she would have to believe that because the truth was that she wouldn't change anything.

"I like my job very much, actually, thanks," Kyoko snapped before glaring at him with one of those looks that normally would have caused her Marine officers to jump overboard for fear of death. "Yes, there are thousands of Marines. However, none of them will do what I'm going to. I'm going to be the one to bring an end to this horrid Pirate Era that has corrupted the hearts and minds of normal people."

Kyoko whirled her daggers around in her hands. For a moment she stared at him before it seemed like she hatched an idea.

"If you think that I'm like other Marines... Then you're dead wrong!" Kyoko told him with a smirk before she actually did something quite crazy...

She dove out of the window that Kenta had thrown a Marine officer out of earlier.

It looked like she would have had to have gone into the water but there was no splash. If anyone looked through the window and up quickly enough, they would see her using her daggers to stab the side of the ship so that she could climb up to the deck. It was slow progress because the ship was rocking violently, a strong ocean wind was blowing, and she was being pelted with heavy rain drops but somehow she made it to the top without slipping off.

[shisha]

He stood there motionless for a moment, looking rather confused at the window the Marine had just jumped out of. Almost as though he couldn't quite believe that the Woman had just done, Dumbfounded as it were. It had seemed for a moment that his talk of change and Purpose had effected her in some way, that was until she chucked herself clean out of the room into the waters below. A smile crept onto his face. Did she really expect him to fall for that, obviously she wouldn't jump into the ocean. She'd drown if she did, under the effects of her Devils Fruit of course. And even if she didn't, a storm was raging out there, anyone in the water was pretty much done for.

With a slight smirk he patted himself down, made sure he looked the part, then looked up towards the ceiling of the room. Once more his hands became larger, comprised of large blocks. Then he simply punched the ceiling with his hands, tearing through it like paper, wood splintering off in all directions. The Marines up top were going about their business unaware of the situation below them, until a large block like fist came up through the deck that is. His large hands pulled him up onto the deck much to the surprise of the Marines. Standing next to the hole his hands returned to normal, almost admiring the hole he'd created. Suddenly the storm became apparent as the wind and rain hit him in the back almost instantly. For a moment he couldn't see much until he shielded his view from the elements with his arm. The Marine had arrived on deck, apparently as wet and soggy as he was, climbing over the edge of the ship. He turned around with a Marine in a headlock, actually rubbing his knuckles into the mans scalp.

"Well now, you look well for someone who just jumped out a window!". He was forced to shout, the storm made hearing things a little difficult at best.

[Kurosaki]

The wind was blowing hard and Kyoko almost lost her balance a few times. It would have been bad if she had come all that way along the side of the ship only to slip and fall and then become lost in the water below. Not only was the water already a very dangerous place for her since she was a hammer, but no one would come after her in this weather. They would be lucky just to find her dead corpse sometime in the future.

Just as she was about to head for the cabin room where she kept her shot gun, she heard a shout from nearby. Kyoko turned and squinted through water running down her face at the very prisoner that she was attempting to gun down.

Kyoko smirked slightly. Perfect. This was actually better because their powers would be both, most likely, stopped by the rain. Maybe their fight would be easier this way. Kyoko was nimble and a good fighter even without her daggers.

"You flatter me," Kyoko shouted back at him loudly, ignoring the fact that he had one of her Marines in a headlock as she simply addressed him. "But I'm afraid that you just look like a drowned pirate scumbag yourself." Kyoko smirked before she decided to improvise a little as a mop came sliding past her in a wave of water that came across the deck.

Snatching it, she whipped it around and threw it at him. "Maybe you should clean up a little!" With that, Kyoko partially ran, partially slid and was blown toward the Cabin room. As soon as she got there she pulled the handle and attempted to go inside. That was when, however, another huge wave hit the boat and caused it to rock. Her fingers slipped from the handle and she slid to the side of the boat dangerously near the edge...

(Fufufu. You wouldn't let her drown, would you? XD)