CBH Stadium Complex (Apothos)

[KillerSumo]

SLOP!

A big hunk a sludge hit the man's clean suit, this was found to be annoying by said man. He dropped the girl, throwing her in the aisle for Acresius.

"Why don't you two get off my back, that girl is property of Ymiristan, by obstructing my actions you are making yourself an enemy of the Ymiristani government. I assure you she will be taken care of in accordance to her rights as a Ymiristani citizen. That said, I advise you to let me leave with this infected lady before I'm forced to call in the hired reinforcement."

He lifted his glasses, smiling at the Dragoon knight on the lance, he seemed impatient.

"You speak like one of the gods," the man said, "Perhaps you could teach these interlopers a lesson and spare me the trouble of calling Sumo, mighty warrior."

The other man was looking at his watch, he wanted the product delivered by the deadline, and would leave without his friend and the girl if need be. What they really needed was in the case.  

[The_Master_Wielder]

((Wielder enters the fray! Forgive me if I mess something up in my summary...))

Moments ago, in Barton, a Mercenary had sent an "assistant" to follow a suspicious target and gather intel. He'd signed up for the coming tournament to investigate the rumors of some cult planning something dangerous. He'd decided to venture to an old stadium he'd seen once before, to contemplate the situation and await a report. He was not expecting anyone else to be there.

Now, as he arrived, coming through a portal of fire high up in the stands, he saw an unexpected scene. A number of people, many armed, and a couple of animals- a wolf and a bird of stature, at least- were all placed near to each other. He could hear a helicopter nearby, his eyepiece telling him it was just outside the a gate. He noticed man in a suit trying to restrain a woman. Just as Wielder's eyes focused, one of the bystanders ran up to the suited man. Wielder noticed now that the man appeared to have an accomplice. Moments later, the man holding her seemed to be thrown back as if he'd been hit by something-Wielder was too far to see it.

It took him no time at all to think of how he should act. 300 years of life had taught him the value of valiance and chivalry. Wielder summoned a portal beneath his feet and fell through, landing solidly on the ground behind the two suited men. As he did, he could hear one of them speaking. "...enemy of the Ymiristani government. I assure you she will be taken care of in accordance to her rights as a Ymiristani citizen. That said, I advise you to let me leave with this infected lady before I'm forced to call in the hired reinforcement." His partner soon spoke as well. "You speak like one of the gods, perhaps you could teach these interlopers a lesson and spare me the trouble of calling Sumo, mighty warrior."

Wielder, attempting to be witty, walked up in between them, stepping in some odd sludge on the way, and calmly dictated, "I am Wielder of the Mercenary League. I don't know what's going on, but I'm not one to see a woman, 'infected' or not, treated illy." He summoned two of his seven (six, since he sent his "assistant" on recon) summonable katanas. Specifically, the Tsukikage-tana, capable of burning or melting anything it cuts, and the Meiyo-tana, which created a thin protective barrier, invisible to the naked eye, around Wielder. With the Tsukikage in his right, and the Meiyo in his left, he raised both blades to the throats of the two men. "I highly suggest you leave."

All the while he simply faced forward, not showing any emotion. Inside he was feeling a torrent of righteous fury and incomparable pride. But externally, he tried his best to make nothing show. It was an intimidation tactic. Nothing more.  

[5567_No_Okami]

When in doubt...

York Neely
Hero of 1000 Worlds

Repede
The Overseer

York watched as the man put the katanas to the guys throats, he figured he had the situation for the moment anyway. Either way he really wasn't concerned with the men, he walked over to where the woman was thrown and bent down to be at eye level with her. York held up the bag of food and the water with a large fox faced grin, "Hungry?"

Repede overheard what the men were saying and opened a portal, stepping out in front of them, "The Ymiristan Goverment you say, what imaginative people you are. I'm assuming that you work for that worthless reincarnation, just know that the only reason me or my freind York came to this reality is to kill him. Nothing more, nothing less, so labeling us an enemy or ally doesn't really matter to us..." Repede said making a silent threat to all those who followed Ymir, they may take it as a joke now, but it'll eat at them...

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Oh, since I use the term often in all my rp's, so you dont get confused, think Gin from Bleach when I say a fox faced smile or grin

...Do it anyway

 

[KillerSumo]

((Weilder, one man is in the stadium, the other at the helicopter))

"It's not a problem," the man said, backing off from the sword and walking toward the helicopter "Have her, and don't call on us for help when you are all infected. As for an incarnation, I have no idea what you're talking about."

With that, he walked past the gate and hopped on the chopper with the other man. The helicopter took off south, toward a small harbor on the Bay of Beyon.  

[The_Master_Wielder]

((Got it. Then I only summoned the Tsukikage, in my right hand, and came up on his left.))

Wielder wasted no time in rushing to the woman's aid once the suited man walked off. Another man was next to her. "Hungry?" He'd asked her. Wielder dismissed the Tsukikage and knelt down too. He adopted a friendlier tone than he'd last used. "Got a name mate?"Wielder set to looking her over quickly, specifically looking for blood. "Is she injured? I have medical supplies available at any time." A little ways away, he saw a wolf talking(?) to the Suits. Wielder had seen plenty of oddities in his years, and he simply chalked this up as another one. He returned his focus to the woman and the man next to her.  

[Shankmanimal]

Hobbs eyes lit up, glistening with excitement. Had someone just referred to him as a god, AND a might warrior? In damn near 300 years the most he ever got was the sworn alliance of peons, not respect for his skill or former status which he so craved again. Perhaps this random arena encounter wasnt as horrible as he perceived it previously. But this man seemed on an opposing side to the one he seemed to have joined, if not by chance. He didnt join these knaves, he had only fought with them. That doesnt strike an allegiance by any means. But of course perhaps everyone was on the same side. That would make things a tad more boring. Excitement was needed.
Hobbs tore off his helmet, revealing his messy, long azure hair before planting his feet firmly and releasing a feral roar. He pulled his lance Oathkeeper from his back and took a threatening position, facing the crowd of people. Someone would react, and from there he could gauge his allegiance just a tad more.  

[MerDefsGirl]

Not caring what it was, she opened the bag and started shoveling the food in her mouth. Tasted like buttered rolls, maybe pork buns, whatever it was it was devoured at an insane pace along with the water. It had been a long time since she relied on the kindness of strangers. How long had it been since she had been expelled from the void, only one thing could have done it, the thing that had made her life a living hell. With the food done, she pushed herself up onto the seat, clutching her stomach. It was too much, she hadn't eaten in so long that it was too much, but she struggled to keep it down.

She stared through Weilder as he asked her name, the pain in her stomach distracting her. Then she pulled herself up. The bag at the side of her hip was gone, it must have slipped off during the events. She went wide eyed, patting her hip.

"It's gone...... where is it..... that ....."

She began to limp up the isles, looking back and forth to check the floor. An intense pain gripped her stomach and she went down on one knee, breathing heavily. It felt like she was dying.

"I need that bag..... my revolver..."  

[Strifer Farhaven]

Acresius was about to make his own comment when a man appeared before the suit. The suit knew he was greatly out numbered. Plus the attack Acresius threw had not only messed up the suit, but made it heavier. There was no way he could draw a gun in the time any of group could move. As the man in the suit left on the helicopter the former deity took off his helmet and let out a fierce roar.

Acresius smiled at the god. He walked closer to him with out drawing his blade or readying his power. Once he was just out of range of the lance he stopped. "Calm down, should you wish to go with them you know your path. Should you like to continue on your own do what you will. No one here is going to attack. We're all tired." Acresius held his eyes to his as long through out his speech. If he showed a sign of weakness his blood would be on the ground almost faster than he could react. Even with those odds he was the best one to do this.  

[5567_No_Okami]

When in doubt...

York Neely
Hero of 1000 Worlds

Repede
The Overseer

York watched as the woman devoured the food, she almost ate at half the speed of himself... Impressive. It actually wasn't that much of a suprise to him when he saw her in pain. She looked malnourished which means that her stomache must have shrunken alot, many skinny animals kill themselves over eating when the oppurtunity presents itself... He just felt lucky that she left the bananas alone, it would be good for her to snack on without overeating as she just did... As she looked for some bag, York thought of an idea, "Hey Repede!" York shouted from the stands to the stadium, "This lady needs a bag! And I think for more than some make up!" With that out of the way, it was time to go into phase two, "So, if I get you your bag will you tell me why those guys were after you? And trust me, whatever the reason, I promise that no harm or mistreatment will come to you..." York knew the situation seemed delicate so he had to make sure the woman knew that he wasn't going to flip on her if she told him she was radioactive or something. In all actuality, he would give her the bag anyway, but why not search for some information in the meantime. While he waited he peeled one of the bananas and started eating it, all the fighting really works up an appetite, well not really, but when York couldn't eat was the day the Earth stood still...

Repede simply nodded as York shouted to him, he knew what to do. He opened a portal, though, as he padded into it, he gave some words to the dragoon, "Whatever your reasons for fighting, if you do it now, you are just thier tool, save it for another time..." A few moments later, a portal opened on the bleachers opposite of York and the red headed woman. Repede picked up a rather mangeled bag with his jaws, it was probably torn up and thrown over here in one the energy explosions when the arachnid creature was being summoned. Repede then used another portal, padding up beside York, in appearance the bag was held firmly in his jaws though he actually held it quite loosley. If the woman were to try and just snatch it away she would have no problems...

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...Do it anyway

 

[Shankmanimal]

" A tool is useful by its own means yes? I will not be a tool." Hobbs returned the stare of the man whom seemed to stare him down defiantly, feeling a sense of pride that such warriors still existed. They were right. No good would come from fighting at this point. His allies had been proven, though there was no apparent enemy and no apparent means to an end. Thus siding with the numbers that had proven fighting skill was indeed his choice. " You are correct. Let me lend you my lance for the time being, though think of me not as your ally nor as your friend. I am but a straggler with a purpose that you may help me serve." he sneered arrogantly as he tucked Oathkeeper away before staring off into the clouds.
Cloudscape. The city of Dragonborne, with a ruling caste of Dragoons. It would soon be his.  

[The_Master_Wielder]

In the corner of his eye, Wielder saw something happening between two others, but he paid it no mind. Once she began to wander the aisles, he followed, looking around to try and help her find it. "What kind of bag is--" He stopped when she fell to her knee. He immediately rushed up next to her and tried to help her back up, putting his arm around her waist, and her arm on his shoulder. He stood her back up and turned around. "HEY!" He shouted to the others, trying to get their attention. "THIS LADY NEEDS A BAG WITH A REVOLVER IN IT! FIND IT QUICK!" He lowered his voice and spoke directly to her. "Are you alright? I can have medical supplies for you instantly, food too." His face showed he was genuinely concerned.  

[Strifer Farhaven]

Acresius nodded as the deity he was making eye contact moved his eyes to the clouds. Many beings lived with in the clouds, there was no real way of knowing what he was looking for, but it was fairly clear to Acresius that the dragoon was looking for the dragon ruled territory. Then the warrior who had made the suit flee yelled about a bag with a revolver in it.

Acresius looked back at the dragoon. "My name is Acresius Kalart." With out another word he began to search to the bag with in the stadium. A search mission wasn't his specialty, unless it involved water, but he could do it.  

[5567_No_Okami]

~OOC~
Found it last post...  

[The_Master_Wielder]

((oh... crap. Alright, I'll rewrite my post in a little bit. Sorry!))  

[MerDefsGirl]

((oh crap double, this is my fault, sorry))

Red took the bag, tying it back to her side.

"I don't know," Red said, "But you should stay away from me, I'm an infection that poisons whatever it touches. Still...."

Red looked at him with a serious intensity that suggested the fate of the world was at stake, her eyes shifted secretly. The words formed slowly on her lips as she hesitated with the importance of that which she was about to say.

"Can you guys spare a few thousand quid?"