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 Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 7:56 pm
The ones who stayed were not at all amused with this stupid a** old man who decided to come steppin' in on GRIFF business,
None of them were stupid to the fact that he had a force to his punch, despite the skinny bean pole he was.
But, none of these guys were very smart.
With the pokemon tied up in battle with their own kind, one group of the griffs rushed Shizou, All jumping him at one, fists and kicks flying.
Jerome glanced back over at Izumi, gesturing a hand for her to lay low. Moving out a little more to see.
Yeah, the guy clearly wasn't a Griff, the way the others were reacting to him was close enough.
Now that he was getting a better look at the Griffs, it wasn't hard to tell that these young punks were amateurs, oh yeah he knew that strut all to well. tough shits, most of them get themselves killed or thrown into prison before they get a name for themselves.
that didn't mean they were not dangerous, and with a group large enough like that, no one one guy could take them.
So, make it two guys.
Some strange guy wants to come around and help stand up for Izumi's shop? Jerome could dig that, and he was more then capable of lendin' the idiot a hand.
"Ya got some balls on you brother."
Jerome said, stepping in very suddenly to punch off one of the kids from the man, causing the Griff to stumble backwards.
Jerome Rolled his shoulders, and lifted his fists.
A few of the gangsters who held back stared, one yelling "Its that 14!"
"Boo" replied Jerome, mildly.
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Posted: Tue Sep 20, 2011 9:02 pm
Shizuo's eyes narrowed but his grin grew wider when the Griff's attacked. He ducked down and did a sweeping kick, bringing a few to the floor relatively unharmed unless you counted bruises before he straitened up and uppercut another. Did he care they they were 'just kids'? No not really. They attacked first so he didn't particularly care if they wound up hurt because of their own stupidity. A few punches and kicks either came close or grazed him but they didn't have enough force to back them up for him to notice very much. He glanced over at Jerome when he spoke after joining the fight and chuckled at his words while blocking another hit. "Like these punks are even worth them."
It was curious about what '14' was about though. Maybe the new guy that was helping him take down these wannabe gangsters was in a rival gang. Oh well, not his problem.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 7:17 pm
Izumi, her imagination going wild about what could be making which sounds, crept over, shaking with each step, and peeked around the corner. She couldn't see much, just bodies going flying... none of them resembling her friend, thankfully... It seemed like Bro, Glados, and Jerome had things handled, but that didn't help the uncertainty that the poor girl had about what to do and where to go.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 2:07 am
A few of the guys in the group that had jumped Shizou had managed to avoid being tripped or hit, while their comrades took powerful blows that knocked them to the ground and hard.
Taking that sacrifice, a few blows were aimed at Shizou as he was recovering from the latest blow that sent one of the gangsters to the ground in a spray of blood.
Jerome had his own group to deal with. His fighting not nearly as eloquent or smooth as Shizou, Jerome's was an all out brawn, gritty sharp and dirty. The older, larger man delivering blows that staggered his own opponents, but he took hits himself, more then he was giving out it seemed, and they were starting to cause him to stumble, and lose momentum.
But two out of his five down? Jerome didn't think that was to bad.
Knowing he had to change things up, or these punks were going to wear him down, Jerome decided to initiate some of his own skills into the fight,
Dodging a few blows that were aimed at him. Jerome jumped up, using the surface of one of Izumi's work benched to give him more height in his jump, giving him just enough so that he was able to grab a beam that he used to rock himself, and fall. landing on the other side of Shizou. right onto of one of the gangsters that was pulling a knife on the blond's back.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 7:37 pm
Shizuo let out a growl when a few of the hits managed to get him but they didn't stop nor slow him down in his fighting. He grabbed one then proceeded to pick up up and toss him over his head into another two. He had been just turning back around when Jerome pulled his move and came down on the guy with the knife. "Thanks." He said shortly then blocked a punch with one forearm while punching the guy with another. "How many of these amateurs are left?" he asked in a casual like way as if he was just strolling in the park instead of kicking one of the downed guys in the head.
He glanced across the room at the still rampaging Metagross and chuckled. Between Aiden and the two pokemon that had come in just before Jerome, there weren't many of the Griffs pokemon left standing. Of course there was the problem of the large pokemon damaging the store a bit as he moved around in an aggravated manner.
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Posted: Sat Sep 24, 2011 8:37 pm
What Griffs were left standing quickly realized they were outclassed, as well as rapidly becoming out numbered. The remaning Griffs, many just of teen age, turned and fled, leaving their fallen buddies behind. They knew how things like this worked, even if they were wet behind the ears.
Izumi saw the gangsters fleeing her shop and looked around nervously. Where was Jerome? What if one of the Griffs was hiding down this ally, waiting for some sort of signal...
"J-Jerome?" The blue-haired girl peeked inside of her shop, no longer feeling safe where her friend had left her. She gasped when she saw her shop. It was a mess...
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 12:32 am
Jerome just answered with a grunt, not nearly as calm about this as Shizou was.
ignoring the trickle of blood running down the side of his chin from his mouth, Jerome took a hit, hard against his ribs, before he returned back by tackling the kid to the ground, pinning his arms with his knees and slamming a fist into his face.
But, as was suspected, most was quiet as Jerome pulled himself up off of the unconscious Griff, a hand sliding to his ribs, holding them for a moment before letting his hand drop, his eyes scanning the room before he glanced over when he heard the small voice of Izumi.
And the look on her face when she saw the state of her shop.
In that moment, Jerome felt his chest stiffen, and he felt horrible, this was everything she had.
"You okay, Ink?" he asked, walking over to her, with a passive, quiet glance to Shizou.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 12:53 am
Obviously the there guy wasn't used to taking on these sort of odds in fights or something. Granted Shizuo had an explosive temper that leads him to acting less calm in fights but besides the one that Jerome took out, none of the gang members really attempted to kill him. That was the main thing that kept the Griffs from having to deal with two berserkers in the shop. When the rest finally ran out he tossed on of the knocked out guys by him at the fleeing felons. That done though he half way tuned out Jerome and the girl's talking as he focused on Aiden.
Said Metagross was pretty much still rampaging around even though the pokemon had been defeated. The iron pokemon was going in circles flailing the best if could on four legs while making angry sounds. Luckily 'he' wasn't going after Bro or Glados. Shizuo narrowed his eyes and walked over to 'him' with confidence in his steps. He stopped a few feet from Aiden and just waited with his arms crossed and a frown on his face.
It took a few moments but Aiden finally noticed 'his' trainer and paused to stare with an angry look. The stare down between the two lasted only twenty seconds when suddenly the Metagross got a happy look on 'her' face and glomped Shizuo.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 4:40 pm
Izumi stepped through the broken shop window as if in a daze, almost tripping over some of the rubble, and coming to a stop when Jerome reached her. "M-my shop..." She looked around, eyes filling with tears. Her shop had been safe. Her home had been safe. But now, it had been broken into. Violated. It was no longer safe here. And her robot... "I-its all..." Her voice cracked.
Glados, now without any enemies to fight off, turned her gaze to the new human and the Metagross, watching them carefully for signs of hostility.
"W-what... what am I going to do now...?" She reached a hand out for something to lean on, suddenly becoming light headed, but there was no near-by surface.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 7:07 pm
There wasn't anything Jerome could say, at least, nothing he could think of. He knew that someone smarter, better with words, or with social grace would probably be able to say something. But Jerome was just drawing a blank.
So he just didn't say anything, though he continued forward until he reached her, quickly grabbing out to take a hold of her arm as she started to wobble, and look for something to support herself on.
He supported her up, putting his other hand on her shoulder.
The ex-gangster had his back to the strange blond man who had... really helped out in a situation like that, in a way that shocked Jerome. Jerome had never seen that kind of raw power from a human before. Who was this guy?
"C'mon," He said, trying to lead her carefully through the rubble to get her safely upstairs,
the knocked out Griffs won't stay knocked out for long, and Izumi looked like she needed to get away from here for a while.
She might not want to see what Jerome had in mind for these punks either.
His hands still supporting her, inked eyes shifted across the room to look over at the blond man as well.
"Got a name?" He gruffed,
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 7:50 pm
Shizuo shoved Aiden off him after moment of tolerating the big pokemons affection. He was quick to recall the Metagross back into 'her' pokeball right after wards though as the iron pokemon really was to big to move around with out breaking anything that was left intact in the shop. That done he looked around at the many unconscious or dazed bodies lying on the shop floor with an unamused look on his face.
He ignored the pokemon that was watching him and looked over at the girl who he assumed owned the shop judging by her reaction and her words. He slightly shifted in guilt about the mess, after all Aiden and he, weren't known to be careful of damages to their surroundings. He avoided looking at her and Jerome by putting his hands in his pockets and looking around once again. The tattooed man wasn't the only one at a lost for words of comfort.
His eyes snapped back to them when he was addressed how ever. "Shizuo, Shizuo Heiwajima. Want me to call the cops while you get her settled?" He offered and pulled out his still relatively new(*) phone from his pocket.
(* .....What? It wasn't his fault he kept breaking them!)
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 8:18 pm
The mechanic was relieved when she found something-someone to help hold her up. Her legs were wobbly, and the shock of what had happened was starting to really take effect.
"No- I-I can't stay here!" Izumi sounded panicked, "W-what if more of them-" Why was this happening to her? She'd never done anything mean to anyone, but now she had people after her, breaking into her sanctuary, keeping her on edge so that she couldn't sleep. "C-can I stay with you, Jerome...?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 8:47 pm
Jerome glanced over his shoulder, almost at the door up to her apartment when Shizou made a comment about calling the cops.
His glance was sharp, but not rude, or mean, though cautious, and thoughtful.
Was probably the right thing to do, but Jerome wasn't buddy buddy with the cops. and he's sure they wouldn't be to cool showing up with him there.
One particular sprawl of Tattoo's over Jerome's back might lend some insight into why he reacted the way he did.
curled in with the tribal inking where the signs "ET-14"
Large enough and place where one wear the gang name proudly.
It would be obvious to everyone (save for maybe Izumi) that Jerome might just be in just as much trouble as these gangsters laying along the floor. Who knew.
Still.. Jerome knew that that cops would have to be called, it was best for Izumi right now.
"Not yet." He answered, till he could figure out what to do.
Izumi started to panic a little, this caused Jerome to blink, and look back to her.
lips tightened together when she asked if she could stay with him... not that he would want to say no, but he knew just how impossible that was.
"Ink... I can't- ... that ain't such a good idea."
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 9:16 pm
Shizuo winced a bit when the girl started to panic even more. It really wouldn't be a good idea for her to be by her self any time soon he figured, both for her emotional state and for her safety. Brown eyes scanned the Griffs again with a speculative look. Now that he wasn't focused on fighting he had noticed the tattoo on the other mans back and it wasn't hard to add things up. He could definitely understand the aversion with the cops so it wasn't a surprise that he had been 'asked' to hold off on calling them.
He ran a hand through his blond hair as he though over the two problems. Problem one, the other man had a gang background. That could be taken care off by simply omitting that he was here and then have him hide until the cops left. Problem two, the girl had no where to stay and her friend couldn't put her up. ...Well that could be solved easily on a temporary basis if everyone agreed he supposed...
Shizuo gave an almost unnoticeable sigh before speaking up. "You could stay at my apartment temporarily if you need to. Only have a small one though so you could take the bedroom." he offered. Some how he doubted that the guy would fully agree to this though, at the very least not with out lots of precautions.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 9:43 pm
Apparently, Izumi hadn't taken notice of the blond until that moment, because she squeaked in surprise and grabbed onto Jerome's arm, a knee jerk reaction from being so on edge.
Who was this guy? She'd never met him before, and he was just offering to put her up? It was too late to call Rosie, and she didn't know where the nice girl lived... "J-jerome?" He would know what to do, and if that man could be trusted. But why couldn't she stay with Jerome? Izumi's gaze turned down, disappointed by his refusal.
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