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Traverse Town. It was lovely night, and things looked good today. People were busy going about with their lives and never worried about any threats. It was pleasant site to see such peace, but everyone knew that peace in traverse town..only lasted for so long.
From a cafe located in town a man drunk man was thrown out of the glass window, bruised and screaming.
'' I- s-wear I'll never do it again!!'' the man manadged to cough out.
The man didn't get another chance to speak as he was grabbed by a very strong male and was repeatedly punched and thrown till he fainted.
'' Kanji thats enough, take some time and cool off'' the cafe manager said.
The red head silmpy picked up his bag and started walking towards a bench. He didn't understand why a druken man would be allowed in a cafe.
He opened up a book and started read..in an attempt..to as the man said...cool off.
Cyrus, of course, did not expect a man to come flying out the window in front of him, and then get beaten until unconscious. Not that he really cared - he knew the guy getting pummeled, and he had fought the man on occasion - drunks never did have good enough judgment to know when to back down. He was more interested in the guy that thrashed the drunkard without even blinking.
His polearm was out, as he had just come back from fighting a few Heartless that had surrounded him in the second district. He sat down on the bench with a plop, propping his Glaive against the wall. "Yo, you're pretty good." He said simply.
Kanji did not respond immediately, he had to finish three paragraphs first. After that he slowly closed the book shut to address the newcomer. While normally he prefered to remain silent, he decided that it was rude not react to the man's statement, after all he didn't want to have to throw another person through the window just be cause he ignored them.
'' And I take it that your not here for site seeing'' Kanji said while examining the man's pole.
While it was rare, some people often thought Kanji was much older than he really was. Maybe it was because he used up all his child years in training, but there wasn't anything wrong with that.
Shiro, again, ran out of the second district with neoshadows chasing him. Shiro quickly thought about what was happening and what he could use to take down those four neoshadows. He ran past the cafe and stopped immediately. He saw a man on the floor, fainted, he saw the glass around him, he raised his glove. The broken glass rose and Shiro forced them at the heartless. The glass was so sharp, it took out them all.
Shiro dropped down on his knees and felt the guy's pulse, he thought he was dead, but no, he was knocked out. These were the things that were crooked in the universe. Shiro stood up, and he walked into the cafe. He saw two men on a bench.
"Who did that?" asked Shiro in a stern, but calm, voice. He didn't wait for a response, he raised his glove at a couple chairs and prepared to attack. He didn't know what happened, all he knows is that a innocent man was hurt, these cruel people will pay.
(Hope no one minds if I join this ^^; I wanna adapt Heaven to Traverso Town more)
Heaven was shocked as well as anyone else to see a man get thrown out of a window, a glass one at that, closed not open. It was an awful sight to see, but surely there were reasons behind it, so she didn't react or get invollved just yet.
"Was it really necissary though?" she sighed, crossing her arms and shaking her head, she guessed most Humans would rather act and ask questions later. Oh, well, the least she could do is go over and help the unconcious man, it wasn't fair to just leave him laying there, despite whatever he had just done to annoy the much younger man.
"Come on, get up," she sighed, grabbing the unconcious man's arm and placing it over her shoulder, after the beating had just taken, there was no way he'd wake up any time soon, but when he does, it'll be a hangover in the morining.
"Drinking doesn't help..." she muttered, knowing that the man couldn't hear her, but she needed to say it. She dragged him along, struggling slightly, refraining from throwing up at the stench of his breath. She soon took him into a nearby Infirmary an dleft him there for the nurse to help him. She soon walked back out...
Upon reaching outside, she noticed a young man staring at two others on a bench, she stared curiously. This man looked like he was ready to attack. Now, was the best time to get involved. "W-Wait a second!" she cried out, running over to the lone man, grabbing his wrist firmly with her pale hand "just what do you think you're doing?"
She hardly wanted anyone else to get hurt today...
Shiro was ready to attack, the men didn't answer, he raised his glove a little bit. Suddenly, a girl grabbed his arm. He whisked around and lowered his glove.
"I live to protect this town, and those men harmed that man out there. He was thrown out a window..." said Shiro, trying to keep calm.
"Who are you, anyway? You are not from here, are you?"
Shiro thought very hard about what is happening. He doesn't understand a thing about what is going on, except that the man was harmed by people who are ignoring him. He wants answers. Trying to keep calm, he waits for a response.
[OOC: Oi, I think you're breaking the posting order by responding already... ah whatever]
"Heh, well only an idiot with a death wish would walk around without some kinda protection on hand, right? Besides, most people don't come to this place because they wanted to." Cyrus responded, taking a glance at the man's book. He never did read all that much - he knew how to of course, but being forced to read history books and classical literature again and again drained any love he had for it.
He was just about to ask about the book when, from the corner of his eye, he saw a man running out of the second district, and skewer a few of the Neoshadows that were chasing him. What's that guy doing? Letting heartless into the First District...
"Who did that?"
He stood up, about to retort, when the next moment left him ready to roll on the ground laughing. A girl just went up and grabbed his arm. He walked up, polearm in hand. "Don't know what that guy did this time, but he's scum. Not like Heartless scum, but still a grade A drunk asshole."
He frowned slightly at the man's other statement. Is he another one of Jadis's followers? If he is, I can't really do anything to him, can I? Still, he didn't really believe this guy knew what he was doing. He said as much. "And who are you to talk about us getting people hurt? You just let those Heartless into the First District!"
(I think the posting order is Kanji, Cyrus, Shiro, and Heaven. So, could we please keep it that way? I don't want to have to return to this place after a day to find that, I don't know, three pages have been done without me =/ Sorry, if I sound off, I'm not, honestly)
(Yeah, sorry guys, I didn't know that, I promise never to do that again. I ticked off another topic too, so I'm really sorry, plus, ignore my last post on this topic, I didn't know, so, I kind of screwed things up. You guys can skip my turn for my screw up.)
Kanji simply wanted to read in peace, and none of this noise was helping. He couldn't understand why it was so hard for people to keep it down. If they wanted to argue fine, but at least keep it to themselves not the whole neighborhood. Whatever was going on there was his fault, so he might as well end it.
Without hesitation Kanji put the book in his bag, and started walking toward the group. When he finally reached them he raised his hand to the man with the pole arm.
'' I apologize for any trouble caused..I believe that this was all caused by me. If you have any concerns please let me know'' Kanji said to the male and female.
Cyrus gave the teenager a light chuckle. "Nah, but maybe you should explain exactly what happened for you to beat that guy up, eh?" He, himself didn't need an explanation, but most would probably freak out if they saw someone get thrown out a window. It went without saying that the more you experienced the Heartless threat, the more accepting you were off unnatural occurrences.
More important to him was the response of the black-haired man.
[OOC: Meh, short post is short. Seeing as though I just posted before Rex, there's not much else I can add.]
Shiro ignored the man's chuckle. He listened to the other man's resonse. Shiro returned back into his calm state. Shiro turned around to see that the knocked out man was gone.
"Okay, so he was drunk. I understand..." replied Shiro. Shiro hated to admit someone else was right, but he stayed calm. He didn't want to fight. Shiro lowered the chairs down.
"Look, I don't want to fight..." explained Shiro. "Hey, what book are you reading?" Shiro, inorder to get things off his mind, tried to start conversation. Maybe things will cool down. Wait, he forgot, he still has a girl's hand on his arm.
Heaven let out a hum-like sigh as the book reading male spoke. "I'm sure you had your reasons, Sir," she said softly, not wanting to jump to conclusions. She then looked at the other man holding the pole-arm "uhm, I should actually like to know why that man was so badly beaten...at least it'll ease my suspicions".
It was then that she noticed that she was holding onto the man's arm, she did it just so he wouldn't fight, she couldn't help but frown slightly at the partially rude man, not at all as polite as the first man reading the book. "My hoti..." she muttered under her breath in Al Bhed before answering him in English "that depends, are you going to fight? If so, then I'm not letting go...utuyd..." and that she wouldn't, the very situation itself was quite confusing...
