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 Posted: Tue May 27, 2025 9:30 pm
The warming weather led to people going out more socially, and going out later as it was warmer, it was why Londonite had decided to take advantage of it and go out to the lake to drain energy. The lake had, as the weather got better and warmed, into a place for young people to gather at night with little fires going where they cooked cheap food and drank beer while chatting and playing music.
It was now where Londonite was gathering energy as he moved about the people, glad for the darkness keeping his clothing as obscured was a distance as possible. it wasn't until he was close, and draining, that they really got to see how odd his clothing was. It made things easy enough for him, it helped him, and he was certainly cleaning up. So far no one had really put up a fight, he'd gone late enough in the evening that most were too drunk to really fight him much. At home his partner slept, having been busy all day with work, so he was gatghering to make his quota as well because he knew Tokyoite was behind this week. It meant he didn't get to sleep yet, it meant he was doing more work, but he was fine with it. It was part of being in a relationship and being married, sometimes you had to help your partner, it wasn't something he was bothered by too much. He'd be home and in bed soon enough. He was almost done.
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2025 9:41 pm
This area was different from where he used to patrol, but that was okay. Apparently he could find chaos anywhere it seemed, and he was looking to start a fight. Halicarnassus decided to follow the chaos worker at a distance but just enough that his opponent could tell he was being tailed. So after witnessing him drain a drunk civilian [he could really care less about that, perhaps the idiot shouldn't be drinking to the point of where he couldn't tell if there was danger about], that was when he decided to walk up and tap the poor kid on the shoulder, giving him a pretty predatory grin.
"Hey there, looks like you have a nice bit of energy there kid. Too bad we're not on the same side, cause the law of order dictates that I gotta kick your a**." He didn't waste time either, punching his would be opponent square in the face as hard as he can. He made sure to put some extra malice behind it too since he was in the mood to just beat on something. The bigger male stalked the officer as he stumbled back, holding his nose. Hali cracked his neck and knuckles, laughing, "Ready for another kid? Cause I'm coming!"
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2025 9:52 pm
He'd sensed them, of course he had, but if they were aiming for a fight they would have approached already - right? Or had they been waiting, though for what he wasn't certain, just tailing him to watch him work? It really made little sense to Londonite but then they were tapping him on the shoulder and he was turning, questioning them about caling him a kid, he was an adult. He wasn't some teenager.
But the words didn't finish, of course not, as a fist met his face and he was stumbling back. Catching his balance he took another few steps back to gain some distance, reorient himself. "I'm not some kid." Accented were his words but he could speak English well now, so there was no confusing his correction. But he was ready, or as ready as he could be, as he aimed to stab at the other with the hair pin he had in his hand suddenly. If he could get a vital area it would help, he just needed to aim well or get lucky. The hand that wasn't holding his hair pin weapon was grasping his nose, checking to make sure he wasn't bleeding, he was lucky...for now.
Stabbing with the hair pin as they drew in close enough that he could strike.
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2025 10:10 pm
That got the knight to laugh.
"Listen kid. You're a kid because I'm far older than I loo--" He managed to dodge just in time, or so he thought because the weapon managed to kick his arm. In retaliation, since the agent wanted to get all up close and personal, he raised his foot to spartan kick the guy as hard as he could in the stomach. If it landed, he rushed in for a side kick to the head if he bent over. He wasn't playing around and he didn't have to when it came to chaos. He did have to be careful of their weapons but that was neither here nor there. Should he get injured he would go see his brother-in-law, get patched up and call it a day. He was having fun though and that's all that mattered in his book.
Leaping just out of reach, the knight then waited to see what his opponent would do next.
No matter what he was going to come out on top, kid had no skill with the weapon he was using and no good form to boot. "Do they just pick any random kid off of the street and convert them? Seems like a waste 'o time to me, they could at least find someone with some damned skill to give me a challenge. You're almost not even worth the punch I gave ya."
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2025 10:46 pm
Ah, so this one was old...how nice. Just because someone was older though...that didn't mean they got to call him a kid. At least his hair pin hit them, even if it wasn't as good as he'd wanted. The kick to his stomach had him back peddling, an arm curling about his mid sectio nas he crouched down. The hair pin held tight in his hand as he watched them, keeping the distance needed, he was low to the ground so he could roll out of the way if need be.
He could call for help, he knew he could, and it was tempting but damn it if he didn't want to handle this on his own. This did however make him want to reach captain so he could teleport. Teleporting would vastly help him, would change this whole dynamic, because he could avoid and reposistion.
As it was he had to deal with moving on his own and dealing with this knight. He'd let his general know about them tonight, and he'd tell his spose in the morning over breakfast. "You say that and yet your still here." Must want something, clearly, and he had a feeling this knight just wanted to hurt him because they were bored and had nothing better to do with themself. Clearly that was a them issue. His hair pin was ready, poised to strike again, as he got to his feet and moved to close the distance as quickly as he could. Aiming to strike them in the side where bare skin was. He would with any luck hit them good and hard in the side.
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2025 10:52 pm
If the agent had asked, Hali would have gladly confirmed that yes, he was in fact bored and the agent was in the wrong place at the wrong time. He had to give him props though, since he was still trying to get him with that small weapon. Should he let it hit? Apart of him was tempted but then again his wife would have questions and while she was one of the chilliest knights he knows, risking her ire was the only thing that could actually terrify him. So, he dodged backwards, bringing a hand to his mouth for a yawn. "Alright, you've managed to bore me to tears...So I guess its a lucky day for you that I'm going to leave and find an opponent with better gumption about themselves." With that he gave the agent a salute and jumped backwards once more before walking away and eventually leaving the lake area entirely. Well, at least he got to have some sort of challenge....
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2025 11:01 pm
So now they were leaving! He wanted to say something but found his tongue tied, as outrage and confusion warred with him, it was like an out of no where attack and then suddenly they were gone...they just decided to they were bored. How flighty and confusing could one person actually be? At least he wouldn't have more injuries, though he was going to be bruised to hell and back, he wasn't in worse shape. He could explain it easily enough to his husband, and his general, because soon after they left he was sending a message to Chalcanthite while walking off towards his home. He'd leave the drunks here for now, he'd be back another night, as he sent a message to let his general know so they could make note of this knight.
This one could fight, he knew that for certain, and he was sore as hell and walking with his arm about his mid section where it hurt and throbbed. Ice might be a good idea, a really good idea. His face was another matter entierly...he wasn't sure how he'd explain it at work tomorrow, because he knew he'd be black and blue. He'd need to see it once home, see how bad his nose looked, he was certain if he sneezed or coughed he'd wind up bleeding...damn it.
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