Re: (Round One) Unseen Beauty
OoC: Nice. ^_^
BiC: Monroe stared at the dying martial artist as blood seeped from the stab in his abdomen. That guy was pathetic. One small stab and he was on the ground, bleeding to death instead of getting back up and fighting. Bruised ribs, damaged muscles and a shaken frame and the modern fencer was still standing, mostly combat ready. How had that guy lived till today?
The former assassin watched as the body approached its ally, mostly in shock at what he had just seen. The elder man placed his fingers on the warrior's neck, and smiled slightly. Apparently Maruchi was still alive. Monroe knew this though; he could hear the heart of the wounded warrior beating.
"He's alive," Harvy whispered as he picked up his strange, makeshift sword with a smile. "Now, I'll defend him," the odd warrior stated.
"I knew he was alive," Vossler stated dryly, not entirely happy, but hell, he didn't know if he had to kill Heishuro or not. "All this means is I'm bringing back a living bounty, not that it matters either way," he stated nonchalantly as the modern man brushed a strand of his hair from his eyes. "Now then," the dark clad man whispered, "it is about time you moved so I can claim my bounty," the agitated bounty hunter whispered as he walked slowly towards the fallen warrior.
Harvy didn't respond in words, but merely picked up his sword and leapt into action, literally, and swung his blade down toward Monroe. The modern fencer didn't have time for this. He wanted to get his bounty and get the hell out of here. This man's imitation skills were impressive, but not enough so that the fencer would worry too much.
"I don't have time for you and your games," the hunter stated with a quick, and powerful, kick to Harvy's gut, throwing the body until it landed right in front of the flowing waterfall. The modern man stabbed his sword into the ground and placed his hand on his unmoving bounty and was about to hoist the warrior up just as a powerful, and sharp, pain entered his chest. A blade had gone into the right side of his chest, although not far, and the dark haired man responded by pulling back.
Vossler stepped back a bit, holding his chest as blood gushed out of his wound. It wasn't deep, but it was annoying and painful. Harvy seemed to be smiling as he held his sword tightly. Man was he annoying. Vossler jumped back and fell to one knee, darkness filling his eyes. He wouldn't lose, but things definitely didn't look good.
The dark clad man placed his hand on his revolver with his good arm, letting the blood flow from his stab. It would heal soon enough, but for now, he had to make sure that this intruder didn't bother him anymore. With a silent movement, the enhanced human pulled his gun from it's holster and pointed it at Harvy, the laser sight giving him accuracy.
The hammer clicked back quickly, and Monroe took careful aim. He only had five chances, and then his number would be up. Do or die time! He pulled the trigger, and let lose one of the bullets, which moved quickly. He'd see the end to this through.