Post by BEX on Aug 20, 2010 20:29:47 GMT -5
His time spent with the girl was well worth it, but their “privacy” had been interrupted as the buffoon of a keeper burst into the room angrily forcing Jack to abandon his enjoyable post. Frustrated, angry, and now alone Jack sulked as he walked back in the direction of the train. From afar he already made out a figure that seemed to be another woman, but this one looked different and the moment that he saw the tattered gate strewn at her feet as if she had knocked it down a small flicker of excitement mixed with anxiety caused his finger to twitch as he moved in her direction with a more purposeful watch.
"Hello. I'm August. Nice to meet you, kiddies," the woman said in a sweet voice, but Jack didn’t care. He took two bounding steps that actually looked as if he were skipping rather than running, but despite the man’s frail physique the power generated by his limbs propelled him a great distance until the second bound he pressed his foot into the ground and launched himself at August from behind. It was only a few seconds after she had introduced herself to the unsuspecting members on the train; she wouldn’t be expecting that one of them had already gone out and was now attacking her. Even if she did, Jack didn’t give a damn about it.
His form hurtled over the distance between them with the speed of a specter as his shadow only flashed for a few brief seconds before he loomed in the woman’s show with his sword drawn a few inches as his feet touched the ground. The clacking of the geta sandals would alert the woman of the presence behind him, but it was too late. His feet slid into his favorite assassination stance, Kageoni he thought as he drew his tsurugi completely in one fluid motion that ended with a flashing strike that was barely perceivable to all, but the most experienced fighters. His attack would take off an arm if not sever her in half; that was just the way Jack functioned, F*ck the bullsh*t he thought as his felt the familiar strain his technique caused on his arm.
"Hello. I'm August. Nice to meet you, kiddies," the woman said in a sweet voice, but Jack didn’t care. He took two bounding steps that actually looked as if he were skipping rather than running, but despite the man’s frail physique the power generated by his limbs propelled him a great distance until the second bound he pressed his foot into the ground and launched himself at August from behind. It was only a few seconds after she had introduced herself to the unsuspecting members on the train; she wouldn’t be expecting that one of them had already gone out and was now attacking her. Even if she did, Jack didn’t give a damn about it.
His form hurtled over the distance between them with the speed of a specter as his shadow only flashed for a few brief seconds before he loomed in the woman’s show with his sword drawn a few inches as his feet touched the ground. The clacking of the geta sandals would alert the woman of the presence behind him, but it was too late. His feet slid into his favorite assassination stance, Kageoni he thought as he drew his tsurugi completely in one fluid motion that ended with a flashing strike that was barely perceivable to all, but the most experienced fighters. His attack would take off an arm if not sever her in half; that was just the way Jack functioned, F*ck the bullsh*t he thought as his felt the familiar strain his technique caused on his arm.