Terror in Tokyo (Sabbo)

OoC: Here you go, I am using Bartholomew.

BiC: Bartholomew walked through the streets of Tokyo, the chrome buildings casting shadows over everything in their path. If he wasn’t on business the bounty hunter would have enjoyed this blissful stroll, but he had a job to do, and for him that meant killing someone. The bounty hunter scanned the street in front of him, looking thorough the thousands of people to find the being he was to kill. The only information he had about his victim was that he was a forty-three year old Ganjori merchant.

The Ganjori were a simple people, most of them live in nomadic farming communities with only a few of them moving to other planets to improve their lives. Bartholomew briefly wondered what a simple Ganjori merchant could do to anger the higher ups of Earth government, but the thought quickly left his mind when his scan picked something up. The bounty hunter jumped several feet into the air and grabbed onto a nearby window ledge. Bartholomew used his new height to get a better view of his target.

The bounty hunter easily spotted him in the crowd, his dark green skin caused him stand out in the crowd. Bartholomew climbed farther up the building to allow him to make a longer jump. The assassin looked around, calculated his trajectory, and jumped. He soared through the air, his sword raised above his head, causing him to attract the attention of hundreds of people.

The merchant screamed as he died, Bartholomew had grown used to the screaming, at times he felt it calmed his nerves. By the time the Ganjori died the streets were empty, the people scared off by the commotion. Bartholomew cleaned his blade on the dead man’s shirt and cut off his head, technically he was not required to deliver his victim’s head to his employer, but Bartholomew found that it added to the fun. To be safe the bounty hunter took a D.N.A sample and put it in his pouch.

As he bent down to check for any spare cash or weapons on the body a mirror appeared behind him, making an odd noise that caused him to turn around. Bartholomew Decari turned around, his sword flashing in light of the setting sun.

“Who are you want what do you want?” the bounty hunter asked, quickly putting his eye patch on.

OoC: I think... that this will come late in R'keltera's first arc. The latest piece so far.

Ahh... Time for Tera's first visit to the future. Here we go!

BiC:The void was no longer that special to Tera anymore, as she had seen everything that was inside of it. Namely, nothing. What was of interest to her however was where the void could take her. She already knew that she could go to anyplace in the universe, but after seeing the beings known as robots in the Dome, she decided that it was worth a try to see where these robots could have come from. Combining the thoughts of "origin" and a mental picture of the robot, Tera opened a portal to leave the void.

As Tera stepped out of the void, she was immediately confronted by a man wearing a black trenchcoat holding a hilt-less sword. He had black hair and an eye-patch to match.

While Tera was looking at the man's clothes, he said, "I repeat: Who are you and what do you want?"

"My name?" Tera mumbled. "I am Tera, and I have come here to learn about robots, so either you tell me where I can learn about robots, or I go find someone who can."

Tera waited for the man to respond.

OoC: I know it's short, but you need to figure out why these two might fight. Tera isn't the type to pick a fight over nothing.

IC: The woman before him wore simple clothes, and it was obvious to the bounty hunter that she did not mean any harm to him. But Bartholomew knew that it would not hurt him to take precaution, and with that thought he cut off the recently killed man's index finger and threw it at the girl.

"Are you a spy?" the suspicious bounty hunter asked.

The woman looked confused, the assassin suspected she was either drunk or on some sort of drug.

"A drug smuggler eh? Well, that is very illeagal, and seeing as how there are no police around here I will have to apprehend you," Bartholomew stated as he jumped forward with his sword pointed at the girl's chest.

He knew not to wait for a response, that is when your enimies are most likely to attack. He could not let himself be defensless for even a moment, his sword would have to be aimed to kill this new foe.

OoC: Short and sucky, but at least the posts can start once more.

OoC: Yes, Tera WOULD be very confused at that...

Onward!

BiC: "Are you a spy?" the black-clothed man asked as he threw a dismembered finger at Tera.

What's a spy? She wondered, tilting her head in confusion.

"A drug smuggler eh? Well that is very illegal, and seeing as there are no police around here I will have to apprehend you," the man stated as he jumped forward with his sword.

"I don't even know what a spy or a drug smuggler is, and you," Tera stated as she looked at his face, "are being very rude."

Knowing that he was unlikely to relent, Tera brought out her staff and used it to knock the sword away, moving the man back a few steps in the process.

"When I came here, I had no intention of hurting anyone, but an immediate aggression towards me makes that very difficult."

Tera readied her staff, expecting that a fight would be necessary to get where she wanted to go.

OoC: I've got a feeling that these are all going to be short...