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[Alexanderov Romanov]

"You are brave for facing a blade to the throat: or foolish."

He dumped the used tobacco on the wooded floor and stomped the life from its embers. Thumbing the pipe full of fresh tobacco, Wallace looked her in the eyes.

"I was a soldier in another world. An elite killer trained to do the impossible and overcome any and all obstacles that stood in my way, for the good of the Queen. I live by a simple code of ethics: honor, and will die by that code. You however . . You are headed for the hangsman and is willingly placing the noose around your own neck."

[Savoki Sanoci]

ImNoHero

Attracted to the prospect of finding an equally vicious brawler, the eccentric stranger to the area followed with glee in his perverse eyes. Whistling which indicating his approval to the venue, one could literally see tremble out of excitement for the canvas where art was going to be displayed for all in attendance. Glancing at the cage for a moment, Darius shared a wicked grin once sparks appeared. Electricity only gave the sadist more goosebumps, providing enough to accelerate the brutality of this little brawl between them.Discarding his maroon leather jacket and boots, Bishop witnessed he was facing an abomination more than a mere human.

Beneath the heavy battle scars and tattoos which enveloped his form, the Russian would see two elongated arms seemingly different. While his stature at 6'2 was a little extraordinary, things got bizarre with arms hanging about which truthfully were the result of body augmentations, becoming 1.5 longer than normal. Chomping his fanged sharpened teeth together more as a psychological tactic, Darius Kranzer was prepared for a feast as he readied a fighting stance of his own. He began by having his arms hang from his sides limply as he slouches with his knees bent, keeping his legs in shoulder width as he aimlessly stared in the direction of his opposition. Most notable attire wise was the heavily bandaged left arm, wrapped around the arm to fingers.

" Heard enough people use ripper for some nickname, guess I will find out myself." , he said obviously focused if attacked immediately, seeing any tactic a viable one.

[ImNoHero]

PIME TARADOX

Bishop's nickname of The Ripper was something donated to him by his adoring fans. It was birthed from what was his bloodiest fight with Dzan, the one where Dzan himself broke his greatest rule in the world of TFOA. Never back down. He did just that after Bishop tore him up good. This didn't change the fact of how many times Dzan had beaten him compared to him beating the cyberpunk but twice. Though the way he looked, slashed with his opponents blood, and leaving them shredded like they had been through a cheese grater, they had learned to call him The Ripper. Though Darius would only see the tip of the iceberg without Bishop using his weapons. Primarily his Spiked Cestus'.

With out further adieu, Bishop placed up his traditional boxers guard, leading with his left naturally. Feet shoulder width a part, he gained a slight bend to his knees as he commenced forth towards his now opponent. He had no more words to say. This little b*****d could talk a helluva lot, but could he walk? It wouldn't take long to reach striking distance. If allowed to throw the first punch, he would break the ice with a simple feint left jab. His narrowed hazel eyes observing the man incredibly faster and in way more clarity than the average mind would be able to process. Not only did he have his Compound V on his side, but also his Hyperkinesis. Abilities he could not turn off even if he wanted to, despite not favoring abilities in the pit.

Compound V

This million dollar steroid is taken one time only. The purpose of the serum is to enhance strength and speed in a human being in order to make them a more formidable opponent against other/out world-ish creatures. This serum also allows for larger burst of adrenaline to travel through the blood stream at a slightly accelerated speed, this makes the user experience an unnaturally high threshold for pain. [Max Lifting Capacity: 1200lbs, Max Running Speed: 32mph.]

Hyperkinesis

For Hyperkinetics the mind's imaging systems and muscle control are perfectly in tune with the motor skills center of the brain. Hyperkinetics possesses flawless aim, perfect balance, and greatly enhanced motor skills. The human nervous system is a collection of separate systems working to make the body and mind function. In the case of the hyperkinetic, the two systems effected are the somatic and sensory networks. This is augmented by a increase in precognition, imagining precise possible outcomes.

The somatic nervous system controls the voluntary use of muscles. The sensory systems take in sensory data and process it. In the hyperkinetic's brain, both systems are much more efficient. The somatic system works more quickly, and is able to react to stimuli better than most olympic-level athletes. The sensory systems (usually hearing and vision) can process data much more finely, allowing Bishop to focus on the data pertinent to their desired action.

Last, there seems to be some sort of increase in the ability to envision future outcomes. When planning to jump over a short brick wall, the hyperkinetic can judge the angle and force of the jump necessary to vault the wall, as well as the probable energy required to land and roll safely. The hyperkinetic can judge very specific outcomes from physical actions. Hyperkinetics tend to have a deep mistrust in authority and typically resist seeking help with emotional and physiological problems. Hyperkinetics create troubling situations for themselves by not accepting assistance when needed.

Savoki Sanoci

[BrokenDollEyes]

" Something has to be done about him, there's only a handful.of options left. I rather see if thiamine works!"

Stating it she moved across the bar just walking about to stretch her legs while listening to him. She had no other real option. Bane had become a tyrant and needed to be stopped. Sucking in hee bottom lip in she nibbled on it. Here she was only a few moments ago head strong and knowing exactly what she was doing. Now it seemed as though she.had no damn clue.

[Alexanderov Romanov]

"And what can one lady do, when others couldn't?"

He peered up from his leaning forward position on the couch, eyes of emeralds peeking from the tangles of reddish-orange hair. His teeth clamped down on the pipes stem holding it in place while puffing.

"The guards will not touch you, but you have forsaken tradition: your rights! How will you end this madness on your own? You need more people to accompany you-- three minimal."

[Savoki Sanoci]

ImNoHero

Epithets rarely represented a fighter accurately, maybe hearing the cliche name automatically discredited the Russian based on the quantity of opponents he has fought in the past dubbing that title. It was only fitting to be sealed in an electric cage, symbolizing the bestial nature of the deranged hedonist. Anyone who ever saw his performances knew it was rare to truly subdue him, displaying his savagery the more he was hurt or his opponent, mainly connected to his sadist mindset. Staying in his unorthodox stance momentarily, once he felt Bishop trying to close the distance the game already begun.

Those lanky arms hanging loosely, one shot out almost motionless. It was hard to conceive distance likely, propelling it slightly upward in a 45 degree angle to land a peculiar like jab via his bandaged arm. It was purely for show, not hindering him as by experience it was quite heavy and thanks to how his stance was struck like a snake. Darius had a polearm for an arm, measuring to an astonishing 89 inches which would confuse for that odd body shot thanks to his augmentation/weird surgery. Naturally, this was not his main tool as it was simply the sidearm to his main gun.

[ImNoHero]

So this ***** had orangutan arms, was that suppose to throw Bishop for a loop? ******** no. That left came at him in a lackadaisical manner, his right hand whipping out and around in a 'wax off' maneuver, proving more than able to knock that fist from his path. For now the Meta sufficed to hold back his strength to gauge his opponents strength and endurance. After all, full force punches from Bishop proved to be capable of punching through human flesh and bones, and denting even the most dense of metals. Following up his deflection with his right, he kept his right in the lead and continued straight forward. His opponents long arm did well to delay his closing in on him. Though he wouldn't stop because he was speeding towards a road block, he would plow right through it. Once in his own striking range, his left would be reserved for defense from that right arm, and as his left arm recovered from the failed attack, Bishop's right would capitalize on the analyzed opening thanks to his Hyperkinesis, and he would answer Darius with a right cross.

Savoki Sanoci

[Savoki Sanoci]

ImNoHero

Hyperkinesis be damned for Darius was accustomed to facing those with psionic ability, granted this could easily be interpreted towards keen observation and good reflexes. Akin to a professional fight, one had to gauge their adversary before unleashing hell upon them. The left served to see his response mainly, awaiting the opportunity for his eager foe to capitalize on his jab. Slowing him down for even a second was deemed a small milestone for future endeavors. Maintaining that malicious grin drawn onto his face, he planned for a different route knowing regardless he could not retract his long left immediately.

Springing out the right arm as he likely anticipated, the moment of the presume swing shifted by utilizing the sharpest joint on the human body to collide with the cross, namely his elbow. The damage was worth the risk associated with this defense, reversing the impact of a punch to the offender's fist. A counterattack would amplify this, but for the moment Darius needed to get back into the grove after his lengthy hiatus from the competitive fight circuit. Luckily he wasn't 100% human or taking any attack would break him sooner.

Dat Defense

Darius has an immense damage threshold thanks to his forced, grueling training inflicted by his Father.Injuries that would normally cripple the average man have a moderate effect upon the sociopath. Likewise, Darius also has an immense pain threshold attributed to a larger than normal adrenaline flow that goes through his body and through the countless years of heavy drug abuse. Though mostly human this is amongst one of his only tools against more powerful foes.

[BrokenDollEyes]

Anita huffed black strands of hair fluttering about her form in an angry fashion. "And why assume that I can't take care of myself?" She stated while crossing arms over chest in a slight irritated fashion. Men sometimes misjudged a woman.

"What has happened must be stoped, three more or not I didn't have the options before I came why now"

Blue eyes a blaze watching him like a hawk, shoulders tense. Sometimes one just wanted to jump on someone and shake the daylights out of them

[Alexanderov Romanov]

"You're cute when pouting, lass."

He stood to his full height and towered over her like an immobile mountain, solid and sure of himself. A search of words were not needed in this situation, for collected thoughts delivered by reason would not get through. Nah, only truth was needed.

"And stop it will be once you quit acting on emotions alone." Anita was close to him and Wallace would accept the eventful advantage. He traversed the small space between them and grasped her wrists with iron fingers that shackled her movement. Then he attacked. His lips pressed hard upon her own, the sweet taste of bourbon burning into her essence.
"You need to plan these out before you act, otherwise it will end in failure."

Tempered steel being sharpened on whetstone was the voice that spoke once released of her lips, whispered but carrying volumes in each syntax.

[BrokenDollEyes]

Her mind screamed in outrage of his.actions, how...what the he'll was he thinking! Grant it she didn't it, but the point was they were mid argument about something! Blue eyes blazed more furious then before as she locked gaze with him.

Words swirled around her and most of them.didn't process in her mind. After all some male had hee bound by the wrist and lips pressed firmly against her own. Pulling back a little bit she waited for him to release her . She wasn't that stupid to strike him now, that would cause her to.do.some bending with her legs and she was quiet lazy.

[Alexanderov Romanov]

"There's fire in you lass,' He said, emeralds peering deep into her soul. 'but how will you defeat your brother if you cannot defend against a brute like myself?"

A brute. Silver could no ring truer than that word. During his years of service to Queen and England, Wallace had been called blunt, brutal, and ignorant in the tools of warfare. He only smiled. Beneath the farce of being a trained robot Wallace possessed an intellect that rivaled the most famed of generals. His every move, word, and action was well planned beforehand like a Chess master behind a veil of shadows. He had resources and tools at his disposal that were unseen until his target was trapped. He smiled, lustifully to Anita and pressed his lowerbody to hers, hard.

"Show me how."

[BrokenDollEyes]

She was fae and it would of been an insult to reject his attempts. By the pressing of his lower half to her own, was it lust? Had to be love was but a fleeting hope that she didn't believe in anymore. "You would like it to much!" She stated calmly before leaning fully to the right to bring up her own leg. The goal was to use the force of her twist and momentum of leg to smack the side of his head. Two outcomes either she hit and it jarred her hands free.or he took it and possibly break her wrist.

It was a simple attack nothing my h, after all it was a point to prove nothing more

[Alexanderov Romanov]

Anita shamed him with her underestimation. When the Fae moved, he would follow suit. Wallace continued his motions of 'being quite forward' with a powerful thrust of hips into Anita's lower region while his left thigh stepped between her legs. He arrested her movements with one simple stance, but had hardly finished. "Aye, I would indeed." Wallace said, right hand firmly grasping between her legs. He squeezed hard enough for a reaction, but not to do damage. Well, long-term damage.

He kissed Anita once again, pressed hard to her body to maintain some form of control while something woke from slumber and rose inside of him.

[BrokenDollEyes]

Ania was stunned at what he had managed to do, not only once but twice he had done it. Eyes wide in shock as she basically lost balance but only slightly, a husky little sigh escaped her mouth as his pressed down on her own. What was she suppose to do? For once the girl was lost. He had her pinned. Period point blank.

" Now what"

She whispered to him stuck till he decided to let het go or what ever he planned. Sure she had her moments of completely letting go and ******** what beers in sight but nothing like this.