Fight ALL THE THINGS! >:D (jace)

every thing's gonna crash and break

Jace was not in the best of moods. Still, he was stuck here in this unfamiliar city, doing the square-root of fuck all. It wasn't as if he was eager go off to fight Hollows and the like, but he was beginning to wonder why he had ever been forced into this whole Consecro deal. Did Proxies even do... anything? Or did they just think Jace was useless? He didn't like that.

The Proxy was walking, with his hands in his pockets, when he saw some guy with silver hair. The odd hair colour was the sole reason Jace had even bothered to look in his direction. When he did for that brief moment, he noticed that the man looked extremely pissed off. Everyone had problems, but apparently this guy took it to the max; he looked like he was about to lose his shit. Even though he did it a lot, Jace hated when people had nasty looks on their faces. He immediately assumed that people with those expressions were either assholes, or that they were feeling sorry for themselves.

As he walked by the silver-haired guy, Jace rolled his eyes, not looking over in his direction again. He didn't want to hear about a sob story from someone he didn't know. Hell, he didn't want to hear something like that from anyone. Like any of these people had been kidnapped only to be used as a weapon.

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every thing's gonna crash and break

Jace had all but forgotten about the angry-looking guy until he heard him yelling. Assuming that it was directed at himself since there was nobody else around, Jace turned back, giving the other male an icy glare. He was met by a barrage of blue light rays. They were similar to what Jace had used to fight before he had earned his Sigil. A Quincy. Not having enough time to avoid all of the arrows, Jace didn't know what to do. As he stared, stricken, there was a dripping sound as a copious amount of silver liquid splattered the ground around Jace. Just as the arrows were inches away, a plate of steel rose in front of him, blocking the initial barrage. However, hairline cracks had appeared all over its surface. Knowing that the shield formation was a sign of Multi Orae reacting to the situation, Jace stayed behind it, not expecting something made of solid steel to be broken by mere arrows.

He heard more impacts and figured that the guy was still shooting. What the hell is this guy's problem? Jace had rolled his eyes, and now this guy was trying to kill him? Seriously, what the fuck. People in this town were all shades of screwed in the head.

Another stray arrow rammed into Jace's shield. He heard a dangerous cracking noise before the shield shattered instantaneously, like glass. Not expecting this to happen, Jace tried to move to the left, but wasn't quite fast enough. He felt something ram into his right shoulder and was sent skidding backwards, leaving a trail of blood. "Shit!" When he stopped, Jace saw the assailant was suddenly close to him. Not waiting for the male to attack again, Jace swung towards his face with his right, a plate of steel forming over his fist at the same time. This steel would reinforce his punch, which wouldn't be very forceful in any other case because of his new injury. Right now, Jace was intent only on defending himself. He wasn't even thinking about what he was doing.

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every thing's gonna crash and break

Before Jace could hit the Quincy, he vanished. What the... It was like what had happened when he was fighting that girl, Erin. Except this guy didn't do the more obvious thing and reappear behind him. Instead he threw something.

"You shall pay for your sins."

Jace narrowed his eyes. This guy was definitely taking this too far. "You--" He was cut off when white chains exploded from the thing the Quincy had thrown. Before he knew what was happening, the chains had wrapped around him. Mentally cursing himself for reacting so slowly, Jace tried to break free, but no matter how hard he pushed against them, the chains would not break. He looked over to the Quincy, only to see him about to shoot another arrow. "Wait..." He couldn't get out of the way. He couldn't move at all. Was this next shot going to kill him? Before he could say anything else, the shot was fired. From the corner of his eye, Jace saw the arrow go through his right shoulder, almost the exact same spot he had been hit before. But that was just it. It only seemed to phase through him. Then he felt it, a searing pain in his shoulder. It actually felt as if he had been shot.

Surprisingly enough, Jace held it together and kept himself from crying out. Instead, he continued to glare at the Quincy. "You cheap piece of shit. What did you do to me?!" He was still bound by the chains, but he wasn't completely helpless. The steel shield, upon breaking, had relapsed back into silver liquid. This liquid was scattered about Jace's feet, and though he didn't know it yet, it was rippling suspiciously, ready to form into blades as soon as the Quincy came close. "How about you stop jumpin' around like a pussy and fight me for real, huh? I'll kick your ass!" he snapped, hoping that the white-haired male would take the bait and untie him.

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every thing's gonna crash and break

Unable to do much of anything else, Jace just stood there with a disbelieving expression as the Quincy oddly enough, gave him an explanation. Calm down...? Is he really telling me to calm down, and then saying that? What the fuck? He didn't even. He wasn't even going to comment on any of that. There was no point. With a guy like this, it would go in one ear and out the other.

As the Quincy had said, the chains soon disappeared. But the fight wasn't over just yet. The guy now had another odd weapon in his hand. Looked kind of like a light saber. Jace wasn't quite naive enough to think that this guy was going to fight him with a toy, though.

"Well? What's keepin' ya?" he asked, crossing his arms over his chest. He was surprised that the Quincy had stopped attacking at all. He had passed up a great opportunity when Jace had been bound. Why even use the chains if he was just going to waste them? Not that he could complain; the Quincy had done exactly what he wanted. What's this guy's deal? he wondered as he waited for the other male to come at him. He felt that if he attacked first, it would only be dodged. This guy cheated just like Erin had, with that teleportation bullshit, or whatever it was. Jace's only chance was to counter, as much as he would have liked to just beat the guy up.

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every thing's gonna crash and break

Jace didn't like the look on the white-haired man's face. Such a cocky fucker he was... The Proxy would make sure to make this guy regret attacking him once he got a hold of him. Unfortunately for the Quincy, Jace never took shit from anyone, and he definitely wasn't one to back down. This guy could hit him with his little pussy swords as many times as he wanted, but unless he did something drastic, Jace wouldn't go down. That was what he thought, anyway.

When the Quincy started teleporting around again, Jace didn't move or even blink, only watching and waiting for the moment when the other man would attack. If he tried to follow the guy, it just wouldn't work out.

Luckily, Jace had been paying attention. The disappearance period for the Quincy's last 'teleportation' lasted longer than the others. Did this mean he was moving farther? Not bothering to wait around to find out, Jace jumped backwards just in time to see the white-haired man appear there, swinging down low with his light saber thing. Then, as expected, he teleported again, distancing himself. He didn't seem like he wanted to be in range of Jace's punches. "Shut up, you little pussy." he shot back to the Quincy's comment. The way this guy jumped around... Jace figured he was afraid of him. If he didn't want to come in close, the Proxy would just have to come up with something else. There was silver liquid splattered all over the ground under himself and the Quincy's feet. Somehow, Jace knew that he could use this. That liquid almost felt like an extension of himself. He could do what he wanted with it, like an artist.

"If you won't come over here..." Jace started walking towards the Quincy. After a couple steps, the droplets of steel on the ground around the white-haired man sprung up, solidifying into five long, razor-sharp, silver blades. They branched upwards from the ground in such a way that they would close at the top and entrap the Quincy, unless he had a way of tunneling through the ground. And when the blades rose, Jace was standing in front of him, a few feet away, with his hand raised to the other man's face with his index and middle finger pointed forward to resemble a gun. "I'll come to you," he chose to finish his sentence then; maybe he was flaunting the moment just a bit. Never before had he felt so in control of Multi Orae. He felt like he could do anything.

By then, the silver substance had dripped down Jace's hand to the point where it covered his upraised right hand almost completely. He thought it would be great to instill some fear into this cocky fuck. With an uncharacteristically malignant smirk, he fired what would look like a bullet from his fingertips. However, it would only splatter all over the Quincy's face if it hit, causing annoyance rather than doing any real damage. Jace would fire this shot whether he had managed to trap the other guy or not. Of course, he had no intention of killing the Quincy; not even close.

A couple seconds after he fired the shot, Jace suddenly felt extremely tired. He wobbled on his feet a little, struggling to not let the other man see his sudden weakness. What's going on? Surely, this wasn't his limit. He had felt so great just seconds ago. Then again, it was his first time using his Sigil efficiently. Paler than usual, Jace kept his eyes on his opponent. He didn't think he could use the liquid steel anymore. If he did, He would pay for it. But he wasn't going to back down. He wouldn't allow himself to be seen as a coward. He waited for the Quincy's reaction, his smirk long gone. For now, he would just have to fight with his hands. That was easier said than done against such a slippery opponent, though.

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every thing's gonna crash and break

Somehow, Jace had actually managed to trap the Quincy. He had even managed to shoot him in the face, though it was more of a joke than anything. Guess the other guy wasn't so slippery after all.

Despite his predicament, Jace laughed a little when he saw the white-haired man trying to break the blades entrapping him. He looked really pissed, and that made the Proxy feel great. He had managed to show this guy what was up. Still, the weak feeling he now had reminded Jace that it wasn't over yet. Though the liquid on the ground had not yet dissipated, it had stopped dripping from his Sigil. What's more, he didn't feel very connected to it anymore; almost as if Multi Orae had deactivated on its own. There was a good chance that Jace could not even manipulate what was left of the silver liquid. He could try... but it wouldn't end well.

"Yeah, you come get it," Jace growled to the Quincy, seeing that the other man was probably going to break out of the cage soon enough. He didn't know what he could do about the Quincy's swords, but he still had the weapon that was his Sigil; brass knuckles. Maybe he could try and block with those. Apparently Sigils were sturdy enough to not get broken by things like that. Though, blocking something with brass knuckles seemed pretty hard to pull off. Well, it's either that, or get cut up. He'd give it a shot. Whenever the Quincy managed to get free. At least it was funny to watch him freak out, for now.

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every thing's gonna crash and break

Jace's heart fell when the Quincy shattered finally shattered his blades. He was really going to have to fight this guy when he was basically unarmed. Usually, that wouldn't be a problem for the Proxy, but his opponent was wielding not one, but two of those light saber things. He had no idea how he was going to get out of this one.

Jace narrowed his eyes when the other man spoke. He was coming at him for real now? He knew that trying to block blades with a punch was a stupid idea. So when the Quincy went to swing at him, Jace hastily jumped backwards, somehow being able to avoid both slashes, though the second left a light, inconsequential cut along his torso. Ignoring it for the moment, Jace lunged towards the Quincy afterwards, swinging his right fist towards the other man's left cheek. Since he was wearing brass knuckles, his punch would hurt a lot more if it connected. Maybe it would even knock him out.

Jace had left himself wide open in attacking up front like he did, but without actual weapons, he was pretty much always wide open, so it made no difference to him. He had to take his chances as they came, since it was pretty hard to attack when some guy was swinging light sabers around.

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