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Post by Foundation X on May 31, 2011 2:38:18 GMT
Katsumi Daido had to do this job. Why? Was it because of his combat skills, in case something went wrong? What the hell was he doing this for? He hated doing stuff like this. Besides, he was working on the Necro-Over projects that needed his attention. Damn it!
He carried a briefcase and wore his NEVER uniform, walking towards a large office building. As soon as he walked in, he pulled his knife and slashed the security guard in the throat, killing him, causing panic immediately. He knew what to do; hit a specific series of buttons on the front desk computer to lock down the building. He did that, causing heavy seals to come down on the doors and windows. This was an important building, after all. It needed protection. Only a powerful blade or attack could get through.
He rushed up the stairs, heading towards the middle floor; the tenth floor. The exact middle floor. He threw the briefcase into an office and headed back downstairs to leave. He'd have to cut his way out, but whatever.
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Post by Keiji Hakai on May 31, 2011 2:49:56 GMT
Keiji was in the vicinity of this building, that is to say he was supposed to be on watch but rather was spending his time gawking women about a block away from the scene. As if by some chance, or rather guided by the hand of fate his SPD badge began to blare mid flirt. "So yeah baby, I am all about serious relationshi-..." Cut off by the blaring. The girl scurrying away as his attention was diverted. Reaching out his hand in the direction she fled. "Hey wait where are you!... Geeze in such a hurry..." Pulling his badge from his pocket.
"Emergency, emergency, all units in the area proceed to the target location." Raising his eyebrow, an APB? This had to be something big. Perfect opportunity to make it look as if he was doing something productive. Pressing a button on the side of the badge.
"Dekamaster, on it." Yawning a bit, with great speed and attention to details of his footing Keiji was on the scene in no-time-flat. The locked down building was a bit odd. Never before had he seen such high security in a so-called-civilian center. Whatever the case, he threw his badge into the air. "Emergency. Form change -- Dekamaster." The top button of the badge hitting his palm, changing him into his formal Dekamaster attire and quickly pulling out his blade, D-sword Vega. In one massive slash the front-most panel covering the building was seemingly disintegrated by the massive blow. "Kyah maybe I overdid it a bit..."
Stepping into the building and seeing the body, slashed and dead on the floor, his demeanor instantly got serious. Taking in his surroundings all at once, calculating the events and the likely plan for proceeding. The skillful use of a blade on the security guard, an average thug would have just as easily used a firearm. This wasn't a simple robbery or smash-and-grab. There was something going on. Stepping toward the elevator and as if by fate again it opened, a man inside. Quickly waving and saying in a jovial tone. "Hello, hello!" Giggling a bit as he spoke, Keiji couldn't let this man leave.
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Post by Foundation X on May 31, 2011 2:53:04 GMT
Katsumi, as soon as he saw DekaMaster, whipped his knife forward with great speed, going for the neck, twisting the wrist at what would be the last moment to get an angled thrust and stab instead of just a straight cut.
At least this was going to liven things up a bit.
Feel free to do whatever you want to Katsumi in terms of attacks.
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Post by Keiji Hakai on May 31, 2011 2:58:44 GMT
In a smooth, fluid motion, almost like that of a dance Keiji turned his head and watched the blade skim by. "Oh, oh! Hey that's sharp!" Thrusting his fist upward toward the wrist of his still unknown assailant, the knife dropping out of his opponents hand and into his own. His mixture of speed and power perfect to fracture a human wrist, though not compound. "Didn't your mother tell you not to play with knives?"
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Post by Foundation X on May 31, 2011 3:00:34 GMT
Katsumi flicked his wrist, then smashed it into the wall, effectively breaking it. He used his other hand to throw a punch at his foe's face while using the same knee to drive at his foe's chest.
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Post by Keiji Hakai on May 31, 2011 3:04:22 GMT
A quick step back, what an unorthodox style. His hands grabbing the knee of his enemy, he could feel the power behind the knee. It was a bit out of the ordinary but none-the-less it was something he could handle. In the fraction of the second, Keiji considered his options. Throwing his opponent would be a poor choice. He could run and escape from their, his pain tolerance is very high seeing as how... well he just smashed his own wrist. Keiji then affirmed his plan of attack in his own mind. With a swift motion of his hand, he grabbed the still nameless opponent by his face and quickly slamming his head down into the ground with a massive blow. Cracking the tiles beneath them. "We can talk this out, you know?"
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Post by Foundation X on May 31, 2011 3:07:22 GMT
"You're strong," Katsumi muttered, not even bleeding from his head being smashed. He flicked his right wrist, "Look here," he said, "Healed."
He lashed his legs out at Keiji's legs in an attempt to take him to the ground and free himself, keeping a cold, calm aura about himself as his bloodthirst attempted to come out.
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Post by Keiji Hakai on May 31, 2011 3:15:02 GMT
Caught off guard, Keiji fell swiftly on his butt and tapped the top of his head slowly. "Hmmm what an interesting power!" Pulling out D-sword Vega again, this time in gun mode, quickly shooting a large barrage of bullets at his enemy from his sitting position, reading the movements he would make with careful discern.
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Post by Foundation X on May 31, 2011 3:17:57 GMT
Katsumi knew he could doge, but why bother?
He let each shot hit him, deciding that this tactic would be the best approach. Not quite playing dead, but close. Each shot entered his body, cutting him down, killing him.
He stayed down.
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Post by Keiji Hakai on May 31, 2011 3:19:27 GMT
Keiji remained seated, a distance away. Puzzled by the lack of reaction. Had his assumptions to his capabilities had been wrong? No, he was sure of it, his calculation of average reaction time had been running. "Took the shots? How... mysterious...." Still sitting and watching the presumed corpse on the floor.
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Post by Foundation X on May 31, 2011 3:26:20 GMT
The body started to convulse as Katsumi rose, his skin appearing to be crawling around his body as he resurrected. He wanted to gloat about being a Necro-Over, about being effectively immortal, but held his tongue for fear of giving too much away.
He cracked his neck, "Now, let's do this," he said, leaping forward, going for his knife.
Where is his knife anyway? Last it was mentioned, Keiji had it, but I assume he let it go to shoot?
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Post by Keiji Hakai on May 31, 2011 3:31:19 GMT
(Oh, I was going to have Keiji crush it but... a little late for that now I guess haha. Lets just pretend he dropped it to catch the knee that Katsumi threw. So it is pretty close to where Keiji is now.)
Keiji's gun transformed into it's bladed form at the first sign of movement, no longer afraid of hurting this individual he was able to go all out. An obvious tactic for his opponent to get his weapon back, Keiji lept from the ground and to his opponent and in two quick slashed of his invincible Galaxy Sword Style, lobbed off both his opponents arms at the shoulder. The back of his mind calculating the recovery time for each of the wounds he had sustained to him. "What a tough cookie!"
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Post by Foundation X on May 31, 2011 3:33:24 GMT
Makes sense to me.
Katsumi showed shock on his face for about a split second before his arms and the stubs where they used to be connected by "flesh" lashing out and pulling them back together. Katsumi rolled, drew his knife up, and leapt at Keiji's back, holding his knife down, ready for a duel. He was sure his leap wouldn't go undetected, and he would be forced to parry. But if he got the shot in, that would be good too.
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Post by Keiji Hakai on May 31, 2011 3:41:41 GMT
Raising his eyebrow from inside the helmet at the lack of time between the dislocation of his opponents arms and the reconnection by mysterious tendrils of matter. Deflecting the knife with great care, though it seemed rather ordinary he had to take his cautions. This guy was weird enough as it was. "So, just what are you anyway? It's pretty cool if you ask me. Maybe you'd like to tell me all about it when I take you back to headquarters?" Sliding the tip of his finger along his blade and focusing his energy into it, raising it above his head before, in a nigh instantaneous movement he was behind his opponent and slashing the might blade down in a motion to cleave him in two. He had to know if head injuries affected his ability to reform and resurrect.
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Post by Foundation X on May 31, 2011 3:46:38 GMT
He span around to parry the blade instead of go through another revival.
"Why would I tell you?" Katsumi questioned, kicking Keiji in the chest in an attempt to get a little room.
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