Still he was attempting to keep track and he could always run it by his cousins later to get their opinion on if it was too much for him since they would be more critical about it then he would. As he jumped from rooftop to rooftop he hummed one of his groups songs under his breath and if anyone could see him they would probably notice that his movements between each rooftop was dance like, though they every likely wouldn’t have been able to spot that said movement were reminiscent of the movements for the exact song he was humming.
~*~*~
Villon sat on a rooftop, bored out of his mind.
He could drain more energy, but what he really wanted to do was fight. He had been taking some lessons from his cousin lately and wanted to test them out in the field. For the past couple of nights he has found no luck in getting into a tango with anyone and it was starting to get annoying. How the hell was he to improve if he couldn't find someone to be a test dummy? The senshi let out a somewhat growl of annoyance, deciding to go home for the night.
Until he felt a signature coming his way.
Well, praise muther ******** Metallia, his prayers were answered.
Villon wasted no time at all, darting towards the signature with nothing but i'll intent on the brain. Whomever the poor sucker was, they were in for quite the awakening. Man white moon needed to step up their game if this is what he had to look forward to killing, it was going to be too easy.
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Gyeongju had just reached the end of the song he had been humming when he felt the chaos signature homing in on him. It was startling enough to pause in his steps and of course he stopped humming, turning towards where the signature was coming from. At least it didn’t feel like someone higher in rank level then himself but that didn’t necessarily mean much. His weapon came to his hand out of reflex but it was honestly useless in a fight other than yeeting it at someone as a distraction.
Before the other powered could show up though, he looked around and found a nice flat rooftop to bounce over to just in case this ended up in a fight. It would be easier than having to deal with a sloped rooftop anyway.
~*~*~
Villon leaped and landed on the same rooftop the order soldier was on, tilting his head. “Why do you white moon always have to look so…Bright?” Granted Diesel wasn't exactly dark with that bright colored hair, but at least he was easy on the eyes [and not in that perverted way, kid was too young and he had a whole a** wife back home]. This one made his eye twitch with all the bright a** blue and purple. Once again, how the hell are these guys functioning? With all the bright a** colors and skimpy outfits, one would think whitemoon was some sort of strippers club or something. Cracking his neck, Villon could feel the black ooze beginning to come forth. “Any last words?”
He hoped it would be to beg.
~*~*~
Gyeongju didn’t spare a glance down at his outfit at the question, not wanting to take his eyes away from the corrupted Senshi in front of him. “I’m not sure, but it can be inconvenient though.” He said as he eyed the other man, trying to figure out if the corrupted was spoiling for a fight or just willing to talk it out. That was very quickly answered by the Senshi’s next words however. He shifted into a more battle ready stance instead of just standing there tense. “One would hope they wouldn’t be my last no matter what I end up saying.” One leg shifted so he could easily move in either a dodge or something else. He wasn’t much of a fighter but he didn’t plan on going down tonight thank you very much. “But I think I will say, bring it.”
~*~*~
Okay, that response got a bit of a laugh from him.
Either way, took his stance and decided to see if he could hit him with the power that he was slowly coming to be fond of. Black goop started to seep from his mouth just as he spat out one of his tentacles, dashing forwards shortly after. Since this one wanted him to bring it, he most definitely would and then some. Hopefully he could get a hold on him to begin draining, and then maybe, just maybe, he could get his hands on that pretty starseed he was sure would be just as blue as his hideous costume.
~*~*~
Well at least his opponent was amused by his sass and not angry, though he doubted it would lead to an easier time either way in this fight. Gyeongju’s eyes went wide as the dark goo started to come out of the Corrupted’s mouth and then a tentacle was sent hurling towards him along with the very Senshi himself. With a dancer’s grace he dodged to the side so he wouldn’t be bulldozed head on and he kicked out at the taller man.
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Villon was a bit disappointed when the tentacle didn't land, but that did not stop him from taking the kick to the side, causing a grunt. Alright, he could give him that one, but that didn't mean he couldn't toss out a kick of his own. Being a soccer player had its advantages after all. Or…Villon was quick to grab his opponent’s leg, drawing his fist back for a chance to land a nice hit to the temple. His goal was to knock the white moon out as quickly as possible. He could try to actively drain the poor fella, but that would require too much concentration at the moment.
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Gyeongju didn’t flail or lose his balance when his leg was caught, and he was quick to bring an arm up to take the punch for him instead of his head. It still hurt and he left out a hiss but at least he would be either knocked out or just made dizzy. With how this Corrupted was acting he highly doubted that it would end well for him. To retaliate, and to hopefully lead to his leg being freed, he let his torso drop and swung his free leg up with as much force as he could. Said kick was aiming for the chaos agent’s middle though if it ended up being more towards his hips it was due to the height difference instead of the Page actually aiming.
~*~*~
Well this little fella is pretty athletic.
The kick did get Villon to drop the captured leg while he took the kick to the hip. Got damn that did hurt a bit. Not to worry, he wasn't down for the count. He quickly rushed back in, this time to aim another tentacle directly at the page’s face. If he dodged then he had another surprise in the form of a slam attack with his arms. The fact that he was currently having fun should've scared him, but the adrenalin rush is what kept that part of him at bay.
~*~*~
There was a bit of panicked flailing this time as Gyeongju did his best to dodge the next tentacle even within close range. He just managed it but was slammed by the Senshi and he went tumbling down with a yelp. He laid there for a heartbeat but was soon enough kicking out with one foot to try and force the Corrupted back, while simultaneously bringing the hand he was holding his dojand up in an attempt to slam it into the Senshi’s face.
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Villon laughed at the flailing, deciding to go down with the page, hand instantly going out to grab onto his throat. He lifted up his other arm to take the hit from the weapon with a wince. His hand started to increase the pressure around the throat. "You're spicy, I like that." He used the hand that took the hit, sinking it slowly into his opponent's chest, "Now, I'm usually just for a snatch and grab but you've earned my…..Attention. Wether that's a good thing or not is entirely up to you."
He wrapped his hand around the page's starseed, slowly pulling it up. "I'll let you live." He made sure the page could see him holding the pretty blue starseed in his hand, "But the next time we meet, I will have my fill." He chuckled, returning the seed back to its rightful place, but not before working on draining that sweet energy.
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The hand not holding his weapon had instantly grabbed onto the hand that was holding his throat but Gyeongju hadn’t had time to try and pull it off before the Corrupted started to squeeze a bit. He winced at the pressure that didn’t quite hurt yet but threatened to cut off his air at any time the chaos Senshi wanted. “G-glad to oblige.” He snarked. However the priority of pulling that hand off dropped a bit when the Senshi started to talk and then reached into his chest. He bucked his hips up to try and get the taller man off while dropping his dojang to try and grab at the arm that was sinking into a place he never wanted touched.
His eyes widened at the mixture of pure panic and searing pain that hit him when his starseed was grabbed then pulled up. He almost missed the Corrupted’s words as the world started to spin as soon as his star seed was pulled out far enough that he could see it. When it was put back, minus some energy, he went limp for a moment and just breathed through the pain. “씨발 (F**k).”
~*~*~
Villon stood up, raising his foot to slam down onto the page's chest, "Just to make sure your precious starseed was placed correctly." He cackled, backing up, "See, I can be nice~ Have fun, I'll see you when I need another pick me up." He saluted, leaping away to leave the page to his misery. Experiment well done, he hopped to see the small snack soon.
Now how to explain some tenderness to his wife without her getting suspicious?
That was the Boss battle right there.
~*~*~
Gyeongju continued to lay there on the rooftop for several minutes before he was able to pull himself back to his feet, a bit more wobbly then before. Honestly he felt like he had when he had been overworked and underfed in the industry, only with added bruises and that was not a good feeling. Time to limp home and hope this didn’t worry Seung too much.
Viva Viola
