Survival game called Life ( Sean Colbane, open)

[BEX]

The two pirates came charging at the two men who awaited their assault with a relaxed composure. Stepping forward with the sheath resting against his shoulder while holding the sheath loosely in his right hand,

“Memo, huh? Fine. Watch this fer a sec. Ya can have the next batch that comes our way. Lemme handle these small fry real quick” he said with his eyes locked onto the charging pirates; a smile curled evenly as he called out loudly for everyone in the room to hear,

“Man, oh man. What a troublesome task this is going to be!”

His movements were precise as both men leapt into the air with a loud grunting noises and evil smiles on their faces. Jack simply responded by bending his knees slightly and quickly tossing the sheathed blade from his right hand to his left hand before extending the sheath away from his body; the bandages moves as his lips uttered the name of the attack that would finish off the men in one fell swoop,

“Ittoryu: Shunsin Giri!” he stated as a silver arch of light extending from the sheath to his hand where the guardless katana suddenly appeared as Jack sailed past the two men whom suddenly began profusely sweating before falling limply to the ground.

“No good. Not good at all,” Jack called as he slid the blade back into his sheath casually and began walking back to where Memo had been standing; the surrounding onlookers were silent and all that could were the sound of Jacks shoes tapping on the ring floor,

“Sorry, Memo-san. These guys were nothin’ to write home about” he apologized as he glanced back at the writhing men on the floor; had not used the backside of the blade both men may have bled to death on the ground, but Jack didn’t feel the need to soil his only katana with such weak individuals. Without any further words he made his way to the resting spot in hopes that he would be able to catch a nap.

[memo]

''Aww, Jack. You could have left at least one of them for me. But no worries, next match I'll unleash my power,'' said Memo smiling, ''You can keep on sleeping.''

Suddenly, the gong rang again. Memo grinned, ''Ok now Jack, have some sleep.'' Returning to the stage he saw an unnaturally muscular guy and his skinny partner. Memo clentched his hands into fist, letting them clentch the iron gloves as well.

''Ok. Lets get to it.'' said Memo to himself as he ran for the big guy, ''Taste my fists! Alpine kunckle service!'' shouted Memo, as he jumped up. His Tiger claws drove deep into the big guys skin as he screamed in pain. This is just the start. thoughtMemo as he started executing the second phase of his attack on the enemy. Memo started punching the big guy in the jaw really rapidly. He quickly jumped off to let the first enemy fall. He now looked at his other enemy. With an evil grin, he reached for his belt as the other enemy ran for him. Before the skinny guy hit Memo, Memo jumped into the air. In mid-air he pulled out a few screwdrivers and nails, ''Double ninja execution! Scrwedriver-kunai and Nail-senbon rain!'' he shouted as he threw the screwdrivers and nails into the enemy. The skinny guy fell to the ground, but wasn't hurt. The tools only pinned him to the ground. Falling to the ground again, Memo prepared his punch, and upon landing punched the guy in the face. Memo picked up his tools and returned to Jack.

[BEX]

Jack watched lazily as his partner proved to be strong enough to handle the next batch of would-be challengers with ease,

“Che…seems like earnin’ a bit o’ respect ‘round these parts should be easy” he called in the direction of the approaching Memo,

“…right, Memo-kun?” he asked and quickly followed the question with a bored sigh.

Stretching his body tautly Jack laid his head against the wooden bench that he had chosen to lay down upon when he caught sight of a small group of sinister looking men walking towards them; something about these men was a bit off. From the start the young man could feel an unsettling sensation in his stomach as he eyed them almost float across the room towards where he and Memo were resting up for the next challengers. Especially the women in the front of the pack, she seemed to have a callous stare that penetrated through the skin and viewed your inner organs as if they were her own personal theater of biological media. Before long the venturing group came to where Jack was sitting on the bench and beneath the bandages his face twisted under the rancid stench of rotting human flesh that came from the group.

Trying to maintain his cool despite the small beads of sweat that now coated his body evenly Jack looked up past his hat that had been blocking his view to see the crimson eyes of the purple haired pirate woman piercing into him,

“Yo, I ain’t seen a body like yers ‘round Saint Reia before” he jested to mask the unease that the woman’s glance filled him with; he hoped that Memo was close by in case these people tried to start any trouble. Not because he was afraid of losing to them, but he wouldn’t be able to fight the woman under any circumstances at least he hoped he wouldn’t have to.

[memo]

Memo walked up to the group that approached them, keeping his cool, ''You got any business with us two? If so, then you should hurry. The next match is starting soon.'' he said. He clentched his iron gloves into fists. By their looks and their smell, they seem pretty dangerous. Especially that woman. But for me, an attacker is an attacker. he thought. he looked the woman into her eyes, ''If you excuse us, we'd like to rest a bit before kicking another butt, so I think you should leave. Come on, Jack.'' he said, turning around and walking away. A second later he heard a gunshot and with instinct he fell onto the ground. The bullet drove across his head and into the wall. He got up and turned around, and quickly jumped behind another wall to dodge the next bullet shot by the woman. He quickly tumbled outside and jumped towards the woman, changed his position to handstand to dodge another bullet and kicked her gun away. He grabbed the woman by the collar and slammed her into the wall, ''What do you want? Speak up! Jack seems strong already, but he didn't use the sharp side of his blade. If you want to live, answer what do you want!''

[BEX]

A sour expression crossed Jack’s face as he watched how brutally Memo handled the intense woman,

“Geez…Memo-kun” he said while patting the mechanic’s arm,

“…ya can’t be so rough with a lady, ya know. Jus’ ain’t proper” he warned, but his focus quickly fell upon the rest of the group that simply watched the scene as their leader got throttled by Memo; it seemed as if they hadn’t felt that their captain was in a losing position yet. Immediately Jack’s eyes went to where the woman was pinned against the wall with the same blank stare on her face simply watching his reaction. Chills rippled up Jack’s spine as he turned his bandaged face away tucked his hands into his pockets,

“Yo, Memo. Let’s get the hell outta here. Creepy people like these guys should best be left alone til ya can deal with them in the appropriate manner” he said as he walked back to the bench where his katana lay resting in its sheath. Among the group of pirates no one opened their mouths to stop him as he walked through the small posse, What creepy individuals. I’d hate to have such talent wasted though he thought in regards to the woman’s attractive visage.

[memo]

''I know Jack, but when someone attacks me, it's no longer a matter if it's a woman or a man. It's an enemy.'' said Memo, letting go of the woman's collar. On the way to Jack Memo looked at the woman's gun laying on the floor and stepped on it, ''You won't need that.'' he said. He walked up to the exit and left. Waiting for Jack he noticed their first enemies walking across the other side of the street. The plan was to find weaklings and take the money. he thought. He pulled out a pack of red nails and started dropping them onto the ground while he followed the enemies. This woman... What did she want? he asked himself, dropping another nail.

Reaching for the last nail in the packet he noticed the enemies going into doors a few houses away. He decided to wait here before Jack returns to remind him of the original plan.

[BEX]

Once outside Jack met up with Memo, but the woman whom they had just ran into was still pressed against his mind. He couldn’t understand what it was about her, her eyes were glazed over as if she were a dead person with no life light inside her. The same went for her crew members that just watched as another person man handled her right in front of them; not one of them budged or so much as flinched when their captain was in danger. Rubbing an itchy spot on his forehead beneath the bandages Jack tried to forget about the dull faces and peeked over at Memo whose focus seemed to be locked on a few indivduals that came walking down the street. The people seemed familiar to Jack somehow, but he wasn’t sure quite what the man’s issue was with these people,

“Memo-san” he warned as he shook out both his arms to release the small amount of tension that had been stored there since the meeting with the pirates in the Octagon,

“…it ain’t polite to stare” he continued as he placed the sheath of the katana against his skin once more with a more relaxed sense of peace in his body as he turned towards Memo completely,

“Unless ya plan on startin’ somethin’ with ‘em” he enticed mischievously thinking that Memo wouldn’t take the bait on such a nonsensical implication.

[memo]

Memo turned around to Jack, ''They are the guys who we fought today. Our plan was to catch weak people and strip 'em of beri. Remember?'' he asked Jack. He ran up to the house the people hid in and looked throught the window. They are in the room directly behind the front doors. It would be easy to catch them by a surprise and attack them. I guess I should make some cover so Jack can take them out again. He turned around to face Jack, ''If you're stil into the plan, then I'll break through the window to be a decoy, then you bust throught the doors and attack them using the silver arch thing from your blade.'' he said. It think it should work out fine. Just so they won't have any time to do anything. he thought. He clentched his hands into fists and ducked under the window, waiting for Jack to answer him.

[BEX]

He couldn’t help, but admire the man’s ingenuity. Despite the fact that he wanted to rest for a bit before the next match he agreed that the opportunity to make money was far more appealing than simply sitting on their haunches for the next several minutes. Within seconds he found himself next to Memo waiting for the right moment to make his move; their timing had to be precise as well as soundless since they didn’t want to fight the other pirates to intrude upon their earnings. It occurred to him that Memo actually had a devious streak when the man actually put his mind to mischief and Jack felt as his face twisted painfully in a grin, Seem like the mild mannered mechanic ‘as a bit o’ mean blood in ‘em” he thought bemusedly to himself. In truth Jack wanted to simply barge into the house where the men were groaning in agony from the abuse they had received in the ring, he knew he should probably wait for Memo’s distraction. As much as he hated to admit it while he was the brawn in the operation, Memo was undoubtedly the brains to which he would be best served following.

[memo]

Feeling the breeze on his neck Memo realised that this won't be that hard. But they had to do it with perfect precision. Hearing Jack's quiet movements he understood the Jack remembered the plan and was into it. Memo looked through the windown again. Those idiots won't know what hit'em. he thought. He placed himself beside the wall opposite to the window, but still so that he cannot be seen, ''Ok, listen up Jack. Get ready. I will count down from three. When I say one, I jump in, then you bust through the doors and do this shiny attack you used on them before.'' he whispered to Jack. This was Memo's first time breaking into a house, and when people were in there, ''Three'' he whispered, preparing to jump. His heart doubled it's beating rate and little drops of sweat came down his neck, ''Two'' he whispered. That's probably normal stuff for pirates, so with this break-in, I officially start my way as a pirate! he thought. He clentched his fists harder, sweat now pouring down his body, ''One!'' he said, taking off like on a spring and busting through the window.

[BEX]

Although he really wasn’t prepared for such strenuous activities at this point he couldn’t help smiling at Memo’s enthusiasm,
What a guy…so energetic this early in the mornin’, he smiled crookedly to himself as he dashed towards the door within his partner’s first few movements. His katana sheathed glowed as the sun’s warm rays struck the sheath for the first time today.

Wasting no movements he clutched the hilt loosely with his fingertips making sure to remain loose as he drew his katana and made several precise cuts into the door. Never stopping his movement the door fell away in neatly cut squares of wood just as he saw Memo crashing through the window at the same moment he had sprung through the door,

“Yo” he greeted warmly as eye caught sight of the surprised, beaten pirates who had scarcely turned around as the duo came slamming through the entrance towards them.

With his katana still raised at his right side Jack drove his left foot into the ground and propelled himself at high speed towards the frightened men before they had time to draw their own weapons in self-defense,

“Ittoryu…” he growled as he brought the sword angled carefully across his chest.

“..Shunsin Giri!” he finished as he twirled the blade slightly in his hand so that the back of the blade struck both men in their chest cavities instantly dropping them with little effort thanks to their prior injuries. Jack sheathed his katana as he stood over the men’s limp bodies with a morose expression beneath the mask before turning away and walking towards a dark corner in the cabin where he proceeded to unzip the tight jeans so that he might relieve himself. It seemed the excitement had gotten the better of him since he had nothing substantial in his stomach.

[memo]

Seeing Jack walk away to do something personal, Memo kneeled down beside the people laying on the ground and searched their pockets. He soon found two wallets, both from crocodile skin. He opened them and took all the money out, put the wallets back gently in their pockets and moved away a little bit with the money, ''400, 560, 740, 1680, 2000! 2000 beri Jack, two thousand beri.'' said Memo after he done the countdown, ''There might be people with a few million on their heads but this ain't cash I see every day.'' he finished, putting the money in his pocket. Suddenly, a ring-like noise came from a shelf in the room. Memo moved his hand in and found a snail-like device. He accidentally done something which caused the snail to speak in a soft, female voice;

''This is Lady Violet Viper. Those two morons who defeated you today are fighting me tomorrow for the championship. The judges said they were amazed. I want you to find them and eliminate them during their sleep. They're too dangerous. If you refuse you'll die. Now go.'' finished the snail and closed its' eyes. Memo turned around, and with a terrified look on his face he spoke to Jack, ''Dude, did that thing just speak?''

[BEX]

“Eh?” Jack called from his corner of the room as he finished his business; he always felt strange when he had to such personal things in raunchy places like the grubby shack that he and his new comrade, Memo found themselves in. Strangely enough he had suspected that the men had a fair amount pocket money on them, but even he hadn’t guessed that the two would score 2000 beri off the lackluster pirates, Why would to grunts like these cats have so much pocket money? he wondered as he sauntered over to the spot where Memo had just overheard a conversation from a Den Den Mushi that had been dropped,

“What are ya talkin’ bout, Memo-kun?” he asked as he reached down and grabbed the snail shaped communication device between his thumb and index finger; he never particularly liked the way these things functioned.

“This here’s a Den Den Mushi. It’s a communication device between people who’re long distances from each other” he explained as his eye narrowed as he slowly began to figure out who would want to place a hit on the two unassuming men; after all they had just stepped onto the scene of the Octagon today. It wasn’t possible that they made enemies so quickly,

“Memo, who do ya think would wanna have us killed before they fought in the championship, tomorrow?” he implied with a nervous smile on his face beneath the cloth wrapped around his head,

“…seems like she hates a lil more than jus’ a lil bit, huh?” he asked as he tossed the Den Den Mushi over his shoulder and strolled out the door; they would have a long day tomorrow if they were going to go against that person, Lady Violet Viper. Suddenly it occurred to him where he had seen the woman’s face and he felt his insides clam up as he realized that he was just a few hours away from fighting his first bounty head,

“I'm gonna catch some sleep, Memo-kun” he called as he jammed his hands in his pocket and went out into the night to find himself a nice place to sleep.

[memo]

''Well, alright, if you can sleep knowing that some Viper wants to kill you.'' said Memo, waving to Jack. He suddenly remebered something, so he ran up to Jack, ''Wait, you forgot your share.'' he said, handing Jack 1000 beri. He then turned away to go his way and get some sleep. Luckily, there was no way that ''Lady Viper'' knew where he lived, he thought.

The next day went smoothly. He went to fish for a bit, trained a bit, no worries! But when the sun hid behind the horizon, he once again equipped himself with all his weapons and allowed himself to rest against the wall of the pub. He waited for Jack to appear with his katana, and they could start with that Viper woman. I wonder what will her expression be, when she sees us here. And, for most importance, who is she to be the champion? he thought. He decided to think about it with some rum. He entered the pub and asked for a bottle. Drinking, a thought came into his mind. Maybe it's that woman from yesterday. If so, I guess she either isn't so powerful, or she didn't show it all. He set the bottle down and asked how much would it be.

''This one's free, mate! You and your partner brought me lots of spectators for today's match, and who could watch a championship bottle without some drink.'' said the manager, smiling.

[BEX]

OOC: I asked Deitrich Von Koening to rp the Viper chick, if that’s okay with you partner.

Jack walked into the bar where the Octagon championship was being held. His visible eye was rimmed in an angry red hue as he stumbled through the double doors,

“Eh…Memo-san…” he called groggily as he plopped down next to his fighting partner in the tournament. Next to Memo an old man was carrying on loudly about how they had both brought lots of attention to his barn and how grateful he was about it. The bright lights and the loud noises didn’t sit well with the barely awake young man,

“Oi, shut yer trap if ya know what’s good fer ya!” he grunted as he rested his head on the damp table of the bar; the wetness didn’t disturb him because he was still not fully awake, but then he heard a silence throughout the bar. Raising his head, he saw that the woman from yesterday had stopped just before entering the door and was silently glaring at them, Looks like we were right…that’s Lady Viper he observed. After several silent minutes the woman walked down into the dark room to enter the Octagon. Sighing Jack got up and followed suit. Before long he found himself standing across from the intimidating woman in the arena,

“Ain’t it supposed to be two-on-two?” he asked as he raised his hand and scratched his bandaged chin,

“…or could it be that yer jus’ too cool fer one o’ those strappin’ gents to accompany ya in battle?” he asked provocatively.