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Two Sides Of The Same Coin


Adrian Amadeus



Jax Farseer


East Blue | Loguetown

Adrian, drew closer to the gunmen. However still managed to keep safe distance from being noticed, he had stopped leaping and crouching and now began pacing himself, his steps became clear, clear as fine polished window. His holstered sword jangled and strands of hair danced as the wind hit him. Getting closer he managed to him analyze him properly. "The guys tall, and thick... Judging by what he's armed with, the guy is a shooter, if he's as good as i predict then i'm already a dead man while those are still in his reach.".

The clouds began to move closer to one another, slowly, embracing one another and becoming thicker. They covered the natural sky and began to shadow over the town, bits of spit would drop from them, a raindrop colliding with Adrian's forehead and then running down his face. Suddenly more drizzle would come down, until it began to properly rain. Adrian's once dry clothes were getting drenched, the white shirt he wore was became transparent as it lazily stuck to his skin. Later it became clear where the Sniper was heading to, "I can't let these men die." He thought as began to pick the pace, the crashing rain covering the sound of his footsteps. The dampness was so unreal, anyone caught in this rain would deserve the best spot near the fire once they'd arrive home.

When Adrian Amadeus was close enough to ex marine, he would lunge himself at the larger man with everything he had, attempting to bring them to lower ground as they were in mid air. Both men would drop, Adrian clinging hard onto the jacket of Jax, swashing his back of railings on the side of his building and then hitting the floor on his front. He felt something furry in his grasp, was it the jacket of pirate or a rat, Adrian wouldn't know as he faced the ground while slowly trying to get to his feet. "I'm taking you in, alive, so you can learn to repent." His voiced, his tone stretched and serious.

Jax's head was ringing from the fall and hitting the solid ground below due to this crazed man who thought it would be a good idea to tackle someone off a roof. The man said something to Jax but he couldn't quite make it out. It didn't really matter though, this man was a marine. That meant the stranger was going to do anything to try and take Jax in. There was no way that Jax was going to let that happen; he already escaped the marines once and odds are the Marines wouldn't let him get through their fingers again.

Jax couldn't focus on the future now though. He had to face the enemy that is right in front of him. It made the most sense to try and get this fight over with while not using his powers. The less these marines knew about Jax and his powers the harder it will be to figure out how to find him. Worst case scenario, Jax has to pull out of the fight using his power and this captain has to figure out what happened. His powers might be useful in the future in a large scale fight, but for now full scale materialization is amazing for a tactical withdrawal from a fight.

"I'm not sure what you said or who you are, but did they remove that submission technique from the academy. I don't recall learning to almost kill myself by plunging off a roof." If this idiot is willing to risk his own life over a surprise attack then it means that he is probably willing to do anything to take Jax down.

Adrian pressed his thumb down on a lock, made for his custom sheathe, it prevented his rapier from sliding out, and prevented others easily pulling it out themselves. " Ex marine?" He shook his head in a disappointment, as he began to approach him. [color=blue]" You gave up your duty to sail among thieves and killers... I will make you regret that decision." He held the man's attention drawing close enough for the Captain to throw a front push kick and straight after a right handed hook.

"The marines gave up on their duty when the higher ups abused their power and in subsequent order their subordinates. I don't sail with thieves and killers, I sail with freemen because the Marines chose to punish me for doing the right thing." Jax recovered from the quick strikes and moved closer to the captain while striking toward his body. If he had a chance in this fight he would have to keep his distance.

He tried to keep the marine from him with constant quick jabs while trying to figure out if it was worth using his power. One mistake against this trained opponent could lead to incapacitation and then he would be useless to everyone.

Adrian wasn't surprised about that his weighty opponent could take his jab, he would of been surprised if he went down easier. "Well now you do, the blood of my men are on your captains hands, as well as my own." The captain would move in and out of of the first 3 jabs, however the larger man made a change in his pattern as he was no stranger to unarmed combat, and. You took a jab from the ex marine, which pushed his head to the side. Adrian, attempted to sweep kick him off his feet, His leg quick like a propeller on a plane.

"Those are his hands not mine. You can go take it up with him if you want, and I can be on my way. Logically, it would save us both time." After that quick retort, the captain swung his leg to try and get Jax off his feet. Jax tried to back out of it, but he wasn't quick enough. He tumbled to the ground with a hard thud, but he was able to get back up rather quickly. This Marine is a lot quicker than he is. If the fight stays in this wide open of a space the captain will be able to keep moving around Jax. That will lead to Jax to tire out, so Jax started swinging harder at his opponent to try and knock him out.

About to go in for the ground and pound, he halted as he saw his enemy get up. He caught the wind off the powerful swing that Jax threw, if Adrian would of collided with that he would of been in serious trouble. However that didn't stop his ignorance. " If you would stayed you would of learn't a little more than you know". The captain said replying to the weighty snipers earlier insult. Within a blink of the man's eye he was already in stance,an then take advantage of the wider area moving to the side and swinging his left leg aimed at the man's jaw, Adrian was thinking if he should hit a sharp elbow, the idea was risky the ex marine was already swinging with full strength.

Jax was leaving himself exposed with these heavy swings and it started to show when the man landed a kick on his jaw. That heavily dazed Jax and he didn't feel like responding to the captain. If he wasn't able to turn this fight around Jax would have to retreat eventually and it would just complicate the escape plans. He decided to try and go into a grappling move to get the smaller man to the ground. He moved in protecting his face and quickly wrapped his opponent in a bear hug in an attempt to slam him to the ground.

The man squeezed the life out of the captain like a grape. Adrian's already injured back would take more abuse as he got forcefully slammed to ground. Pain, raced through his back like current through copper cable. Adrian coughed out in pain, as he was winded too. His strength was too great, and in this state Adrian became extremely vulnerable at this point, his eyes blinded by the rain from above and hair soaked to the point his locks bent, tip touching his forehead.

With the smaller man unable to escape Jax's grasp, Jax slams him into the ground with a solid smash. Jax felt like that was enough of a slam to keep the man out of the fight. He didn't want to do too much damage to someone who was just doing their job and truly believed they were in the right. He started walking away and talking into the Den Den Mushi trying to get a hold of his captain.

Adrian, turned to his side, after receiving a powerbomb to the solid ground, his white shirt stained in god knows what. He tried to move but he only curled. Many things raced through his mind at this point. His promotion and demotion. What would happen to him if he just gave up, what would happen if he just laid there on the ground. He gritted his teeth in frustration, forcefully shut his eyes, slowly he would rise up. He silently staggered to his left. "Oi big man, you aren't getting away that easy, I'm taking you in and you will repent for your crimes." He sounded like a broken record, but this only fueled his certainty. He clutched his cross. " Face me you pussy."

"Listen, I don't know what your name is and you will probably know mine when you look through wanted posters, but we both have somewhere else we need to be right now. Most of your men are wounded, on the brink of death, or worse. I need to go to my captain to make sure he's alright. This is not the time for us to finish our fight and your needless insults will not draw me into a fight." Jax looked at this man who holds such anger towards him without even knowing his story. Jax felt bad for him because this soldier was only a cog in a machine that was the problem. Jax kept walking away without even a passing glance towards his enemy who was back on his feet.

The rain began to seize, the man was right, Adrian would raise his eyebrows and take a deep breath, then comb back his hair with hands. He wondered about his actions, if he wasn't so cautious would he have won? Nobody knew except God. Even when the man still continued to walk away, Adrian held a strong gaze, it was no longer anger nor frustration, but respect, even if it did look irritated. "Take your crew, take your captain, and take yourself out of this town and off this island. An don't come back, next time i don't know what I will have to do. God has smiled on both of us today. Tell no one of this." His words were stern but held feeling. Jax, was the first pirate that Adrian would respect, though he didn't hate pirates, he was glad to see proof that even a pirate, a labelled turncoat can be an honorable person

"Damn it all, Jax where'd you go?"

That was definitely Bogard yelling for him, and it sounded like he was making a quick exit. Jax realized that this yelling also distracted his opponent for long enough to slip away without him noticing. And like that Jax teleported back to the ship awaiting his captain. He started yelling "Sunny! I'm at the ship! Let's get the hell out of hear and never look back!" With that Jax prepared the ship to disembark while he waited for his crewmates to arrive.

What Jax did not notice until it was almost oo late was the swarm of marines that were approaching the ship. With only one person preparing the ship to disembark it was a pretty time consuming job that required a large amount of concentration. It wasn't until the Marines completely occupied the dock that Jax noticed that this might be a bad situation. As quick as they seemed to appear to Jax, they were all knocked out. Jax felt a push that went through the air, but for some reason it didn't effect him. That doesn't matter though since his only job should be preparing the ship. They need to get out of this town as quickly as possible.

Adrian heard a cry echo throughout the town. As both men would look, Adrian would be about to take action. Suddenly, he would catch a quick and final glance of Jax going through some strange portal. It blurred the captains and eyes forcing his right hand to shield them. The rain would start again this time lightly, tapping the the already wet stone ground. "I've failed you again lord... I fell for his trickery, i ask you forgive me." He said, holding a strong stern gaze of where Jax once stood, clutching his cross tight, before quickly turning and pace-fully walking like a man with a mission. [i]"Next time we meet, I will kill you."[/color] His hate for the devil fruit user's cloaked him, they were the devils minions, they bore the seed of great evil.
@Renny@BCTheEntity@Ira
I apologize for holding you guys up. (I died)
@Renny Considering the reveal that Marxo has been a Vice Admiral the whole time, I honestly don't know where to go from here, short of the Golden Fleece and/or the Red Hood Pirates inadvertently rescuing Jackal and Xerxes.


Time skip already? what is this?
@Tmitche23 I'm feeling his wraith right now. I think i gonna end up dead again, might catch some dead silence from him. Deadness was real.
If i owned a bakery i'd bring in cakes
@RyoRyoRyoken Was it really two days, dam. I apologize to all.
@Dynamo FrokaneSoon sir, i have been dead, body = lifeless
I didn't guys i died and now have risen again to post and do shit. But i was dead for a couple days, no move, no limbs moving , so dead. Wah wweee wwee wah
Ok so im at a random place an i know im gonna go grave but in the morning i we will finish this join post. Somehow. Forgive the shenanigans. P. S. Dont fuck with tne golden fleece rule number 1 dont fuck with church rule number 2 dont fuck with church rule number 3 dont fuck with church rule number 4 dont go down on fishwoman shes got crabs. Ok? Ok
Back from the dead... Now time to get some writing done. "That's my secret captain, I was born dead"
Codename: Kouika
Real Name: Unreleased
Appearance: Just between the average height for a man and a woman, Kouika strikes a rather androgynous figure, covered in incredibly sleek, dense muscles, all the more obscured by the loose clothing he usually wears. There's not a single hair on his head, not eyebrows nor beard, and there are small scars on his inner-cheek wear many teeth were beaten out of his mouth. He has since pried out the 6 or 7 remaining ones for the sake of enhancing his disguises with different ivory dentures.

His face, for lack of any better words, makes him very ethnically/racially difficult to pin down, and it is possessed of dexterous, mercurial features, with hundreds of expressions to spare. His voice has incredible range, and he knows a wide variety of accents and languages, though he has sparse knowledge of some, he can speak basic sentences like a native.

Age: between 20 and 30
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 160 lbs
Standing: Active Member
Specialisation: Combat*
Bio:
Little is known about Kouika, not even his name, except for the fact that he used to be a warrior monk from further west than Nippon. Whether he was sent to Nightmare Island to deal with pirates, as the warrior monks themselves were sent to Japan for, or whether he traveled from China, or why he came to Nightmare Island in the first place, except that, for some reason, he came with the skillset of some more traditional ninja spies from the Japanese ninjas of the mainland. Though he was apparently very martially adequate, he did not mix business and combat unless something went very, very wrong. He was not good at guerilla warfare, breaking and entering, and only knew the rudiments of sneaking around quietly. These had to be taught to him by the Tengakure. Where Kouika truly shone was in the art of disguise. His ability to blend in and stand out whenever needed, his cunning, his ability to lie while looking someone straight in the eyes, swap body language, walk in entirely different ways. Kouika was, as his codename implied a creature who could be whatever and whoever he needed to be. Somebody who was his environment, at least where people and social situations are concerned.

One could guess, by his strange looks, that he was likely the son of some peasant and European sailor, as was an common occurrence in recent decades. By his skills, one could determine that he likely didn't have anywhere else to go but the monastery, and, perhaps by some sort of pilgrimmage, duty, or exile, he came to Japan and started working as a "domestic" ninja spy. He was since sent... Or chased... To Nightmare Island, where he merely walked into the Tengakure village. Even though a new bald and toothless man was walking around town, simply from the way he presented himself, he seemed like a natural town beggar, just like any other. Since it took so long for the villagers to notice a completely hairless stranger walking into town and setting up shop as a beggar, (about until he started growing hair again,) it seemed completely logical to hire him.

*6 Martial Arts:

1-2) Shaolin Spear and Shaolin Staff: While not the best in formations, Kouika has little to fear from most opponents when he has his hands on a spear or polearm.

3) Ninjutsu (in the physical combat sense. Freakin' everyone here knows Ninjutsu in the way it's traditionally supposed to be known): Unlike most martial arts in his repetoire, this one he actually learned from the Tengakure. Useful for blocking, avoiding, and quickly dispatching enemies from unnassuming and/or disadvantaged positions.

4) Drunken Kung Fu: While laughably implausible in most contexts, his mastery of Drunken fist makes him very difficult to knock off balance, capable of attacking in strange stances, (or even without a stance) and allows him to force fellow combattants to attack from uncomfortable angles. It has the added, out-of-combat bonus of providing Kouika with ample experience in making movements look unintentional, and performing adept movements in ways that look believable even when disguised. There are some staff and shortsword techniques attributed to this style, but Chinese swords really aren't common in Japan, and Kouika is more likely to use his more "tactical" styles when using the staff. Nevertheless, a little bit of Zui Quan peppered throughout is very useful.

5) Emeiquan/"The Animal Styles": The more commonly thought of "Western" boxing styles. Powerful, effective, animalistic movements that add a certain supernatural/demonic mystique to the superstitious eye, may bewilder or frighten those that he encounters in extended open combat, if they haven't seen this kind of thing before. It has its emphasis on general fighting prowess, with some grappling (Or breaking of grapples) and pressure points on the side.

6) Judo: The other martial art he learned during his time with the Tengakure. An excellent art for breaking important things at extra-close range.


This guy came to be a real assassin, and not a weeb
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