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Post by Abraham Leonard on Aug 7, 2013 23:07:55 GMT -5
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Abraham was quite alarmed by the girl's agility and speed. She was definitely not human so he needed to up his game. As soon as she disappeared and reappeared, he kept up his nothing-special composure and punched her knee cap, using the fact she pushed his foot to add moment to kicking the ground to release the foot which was sent through the boards. In this attempt he sent a knee to the woman as she went for a low-blow. If successful, she would land straight into his knee, preventing further attempts of attacking. "What the hell lady? How are you so fast?" he talked as if he was human that was really strong. He acted ignorant to the possibility she wasn't human.
"Hah. I've been the champion of many tournaments. You may be stronger but I know my martial arts. if his attack was successful, he would hammerfist the woman in order to send her to the ground.
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Post by Naomi Genkaku on Aug 7, 2013 23:43:48 GMT -5
She shifted her leg in such a way that the punch to her knee cap missed. Her leg attack to his side was unsuccessful as she went down low to sweep him off his feet, his knee came up to block and she quickly backed out of the attack. Pushing up with her free leg as she did a flip and then landed on her feet. The man questioned her, wondering why she was so fast, but she knew not to underestimate him. If he would of kept his glasses on she had a feeling that she wouldn't of suspected him for nothing but who he was. His eyes being red changed all that, and the look in his eyes. He had killed people before, the same look could be found in her eyes for those who had dared to look into them that long. The man continued to speak about how he was the champion of many tournaments, although that honestly didn't mean shit when you had the speed to dodge their attacks. She stood a few feet from him as she eyed him down a grin on her face. "Don't bull shit me. Regular humans don't have red eyes. I've never seen one yet, and the fact of the matter is. That look in your eye. You've killed someone or someones before." She said with a visible grin as she stood her ground and kept eying the person from a distance.
"The fact of the matter is, your not as nice as I thought you were. If I wouldn't of taken you seriously with that first hit you'd of broken a bone or worse. I thought maybe you were just going to show me some moves and have fun. Not try to break a bone." She said, pointing at the hole in the wood floor where his foot had landed earlier. "Is that why no one comes to your dojo? You've beaten them all up because they clearly didn't stand a chance? Maybe I should kick your ass too, to show you what it feels like to be beaten by someone who is stronger than you. Then after I'm done beating you, I'll beat you some more so you remember the lesson." She said with a grin on her face as she was almost tempted to summon her Quincy bow but at the same time was afraid of the collateral damage she might cause. If she was wearing her Niiro outfit and donning his persona things would be so much different. But since she was 'Naomi' currently the only way she could defeat him was through hand-to-hand combat.
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Post by Abraham Leonard on Aug 8, 2013 0:26:57 GMT -5
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After Naomi had avoided his attacks and remarked on his dojo, he stopped and become non-hostile. No one insulted his dojo...It just broke him. It was his place of peace, so yeah he did lie to her a little. "This Dojo isn't open. I lied to you. I planned on it, but I wasted it...I've never let someone in. I am a violent person yes, but this is my domain. My nirvana. I constantly train because it helps me vent the anger. You're right. I have killed someone. But I regret it and I hate myself for it. Whatever you are, just leave. I'll just go drown my sorrows in some more wine. Who in the hell does martial arts in Rome anyways?" he was frustrated and he just walked over to his sunglasses, he was done fighting. He tried resisting the urge to break something but ended up sending his fist straight through a sand bag.
Abraham picked up his glasses, flicking his hand to release the sand. He put them on and half-turned his head towards Naomi. He expected her to keep attacking, but he was furious. "Before you make assumptions, take some things into consideration. Yeah, I'm a fullbringer but seemingly unlike you, I have yet to control it. Now, if all you want to do right now is mock me, I will kindly ask you to leave. " tears over his self-hate formed but his sunglasses hid them. They both murdered before, but he at least felt regret. He leaned against a wall, a little soar from the woman's attacks. He didn't care his ass would be kicked. No, he cared that the woman insulted him and his dojo. He lied to her about being a fullbringer, but he was when he was alive.
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Post by Naomi Genkaku on Aug 8, 2013 1:06:35 GMT -5
What. In. The. Fuck. Was. Going. On. Right. Now. Was all that went through Naomi's mind. As he explained his deposition before her. Saying he killed a person and regretted it. That who the hell did martial arts in Rome, and all that other soppy bull shit she honestly didn't give one fuck about hearing right now. Honestly, at this point she could even tell if the guy was pulling her leg, or doing the most bull shit thing possible. Seeing men cry was truly pitiful. She remembered a week or so ago when she had been with Takeshima and when he cried asking her not to go. It was like watching a puppy whimper because they didn't get an extra bone. She ran hand down her face as she watched him pick up his glasses and put them back on, as he sent his hand through a sand bag. Then he turned back to her as she crossed her arms over her chest. As she continued to listen to the bull shit that was spewed from his lips. Talking about assumptions and yata yata yata. She didn't believe the crap for a minute. The moment he knew he could be defeated by her he didn't want to play anymore.
Honestly, she couldn't believe he was a Fullbringer for a second. The way he fought the way he acted it was something she had seen before. Standing there she contemplated his words as she began to smile. "I hope, you honestly don't think I believe a word of what you said. People don't regret killing people. That look in your eyes, you enjoyed every second of it. When you started to attack me you wanted to hurt me, and when you found out I was stronger than you, you wanted to stop." She said, as she suddenly spit on the wooden floor. Obviously pissed off at the moment at the shit this guy was pulling. "Also, show me what you have in that room that is off limits. If you don't show me willingly, I am just going to go in there and find out myself." She said with a grin. Hints of her Niiro personality poking through her Naomi ones. As she felt truly malicious right now. It was nice to have power over people, even when people were stronger than her she paid them no mind and kept fighting anyways.
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Post by Abraham Leonard on Aug 8, 2013 1:26:42 GMT -5
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Abraham turned towards her and ripped the sand bag off and threw it through his dojo wall, but into the quarters side not into the streets. He was so furious he tried holding it all in, he tried resisting using Shunpo just so he can kick her through the building. Even if he couldn't he no longer cared about her being stronger. All he cared about was what she said to him. "You want to kick my ass so bad? Go ahead. I can take a beating. But you never. Ever. Tell me I don't regret what I did. The fire in my eyes? I admit I enjoy combat, It's why I enter those tournaments. But Death is something else. At least it is in my book." his eyes had a fire not for killing but for anger and a reaction to her provocation. When she mentioned forcing herself into his personal room, he took one step forward.
"If all you want is to slap me around, fine. But don't go in there. It's like a sanctuary but not for relaxation for self-punishment. I'm not religious but I did borrow the custom from religion for self-punishment....Otherwise there is nothing in it. Besides my blood, my whip, and the pictures that come from my memories." he briefly took off his jacket, turning to reveal scars from whipping himself. He hated what he did, what he did for the Gotei 13. And he made sure he felt pain for it each day. He quickly put his jacket back on and zipped it up. "Do you punish yourself for it? Hm? I see it in your eyes. My eyes are red, by the way, due to genetics. All these assumptions you make. Do you even fucking listen? HM?" the anger was bursting from Abraham, on the brink of letting go. He kicked a column out from the wall next to him.
Abraham was furious and he just wanted to get his sword, but all he did was make his way towards the two rooms that had his secret item and the room that had his...guitar...in it. He was so furious he just wanted to burn everything to the ground. "Here's a deal. How about you leave so I can go little ways out of town and burn something. I need to calm down right now. Even if you can kick my ass, my land lord will kick me out if I lose my shit again. So bear with me for one fucking moment. You kick my ass, with resistance of course, you leave my room alone and I go take my medication and then burn something somewhere where I can't hurt anyone." his hands were shaking, it was as if his anger was multiplying, his pupils dilating intensely.
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Post by Naomi Genkaku on Aug 8, 2013 2:13:51 GMT -5
She wasn't impressed at all when he ripped the sand bag from the ceiling. Proceeding to through it through one of the weak walls of the dojo. Standing there, she had a straight face and made no motion to move yet. The man started to speak again and she listened with little to no enthusiasm. He spoke on and on, about her beating him. Telling her to not tell him to regret what he did. That he enjoyed combat and it was why he entered all those tournaments. That death was something else at least in his book. Still she stood there, not phased in the least by his words. He had taken a step forward at the mention of entering his forbidden room. A smile was on her face as he continued to speak. That it was his self punishment room. Where he had a whip, stains of his blood and pictures from the time he killed someone. This man made himself sound so pitiful it was almost disgusting. She sat down near her boots and put on her glasses then put on her socks.
As she proceeded to lace up her boots as he went on and on. Her head turning briefly as he took off his jacket and showed scars from whipping himself. Her face showed not a hint of pity as she turned back to the more important matter at hand. Making sure that her shoes were properly laced. He asked her if she punished herself, and she wondered why she'd ever do such a stupid thing like that. Naomi was too busy looking forward, to the future of the Quincy and the complete down fall of all other factions that dared go against them. Lacing up her last boot she heard the man kick out a column of the wall near him. Finally, once he was done talking she got up an adjusted her glasses as he looked at him. "Okay, now that were done with the pity party." She said as she looked at him her face emotionless. "You are truly, the most worthless excuse for a spiritual being I have ever heard of. I came here to have some fun, and now i get your fucking life story? God. Man. I really, really really, don't give a fuck. Your a pussy, and that's all it amounts too." She said as she started to walk away. Heading towards the door, once she crossed the room and put her door on the handle.
"I hit myself, because I killed a person. Wahhhhh. When you've murdered a couple dozen people to further your agenda come find me. Your not even worth my time. If you come after me, I'll break your legs. Your a sorry excuse for a spiritual being." She shook her head and let out a laugh. Opening the door as she started to walk away from the dojo heading back for her bike. Letting out a few more chuckles. God, if that wasn't the biggest load of crap she had ever heard. Wah this, and I hit myself that. He wasn't even worth beating up, and she could barely stand being around him anymore. Way, to much talking for her tastes. Half the crap he said had went in one ear and out the other and honestly. After seeing all those scars and how he hurt himself, he could just keep on beating himself up, why did she need to do it for him?
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Post by Abraham Leonard on Aug 8, 2013 13:44:57 GMT -5
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Abraham couldn't say anything to Naomi, he could only feel hate and anger for her. When she went to leave he grabbed his zanpakuto from his guitar case and he sunk it into the wall near Naomi. "You are one of the ones who don't deserve sympathy aren't you? I didn't fucking ask for your pity. But I swear to you, Naomi, I swear we will meet again. When we do, I'LL BURN YOU ALIVE." He said before retrieving his sword and walking into the fifth room. In the fifth room there was a false wall at one of the locations. The distance between the fifth room and the exit wasn't far so it didn't take many steps to get there. He walked through the false wall and entered his house.
She is just some ignorant bitch who needs the Honest Execution... Abraham was furious at the words of the lady whom had such an easy facade. She was so kind but then became an out-right bitch. Be careful Abraham...You must not stray from the path of the righteous. Abraham shrugged, he was ready to burn something now to release his anger. If he used his shikai or bankai, he'd surely be hunted down by those who reside in the Vatican...The ones whom had a reiatsu he could feel. Nothing was what it seemed, at least. But he was glad she was leaving.
After he was out of sight, no matter if she came back, he pulled out a packet of coke and began snorting at least a third of it. He yelled and started running in place. While he was in his house he had brick walls and his fist was sent right through the thick walls. "FUCK YEAH! he couldn't stop running in place and was ready to start burning shit.
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