time ticks on | OPEN

[BRYN STORMWIND]

[style=position: relative; background-image: url(http://i764.photobucket.com/albums/xx288/salsa303/Fairy%20Tail/Erza%20Knightwalker/Icons/Erza.png); border-radius: 100%; -webkit-border-radius: 100%; -moz-border-radius:100%; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-style: solid; border-width: 5px; border-color:#737dc6;][/style]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding: 5px; border-left: 5px solid #737dc6; border-radius; 10px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; border-bottom: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;][atrb=width,340,true][atrb=border,0,true] [style=letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 9px;] Being a petty officer was absolutely dreadful. Not only was she the lowest of the low in the marine rankings, but she also had to do simple chores and carry out menial tasks given to her by older members of the group. Bryn hated being ordered around, but this was her first step to becoming the next Admiral. She just had to go through all the shit to come out on top. Although it seemed like so much shit to wade through to get to the good part... The red-head sighed, resting her chin in her right hand lightly. The sun was shining brightly over the calm sea around Illusia, and she was here on guard duty as was usual for petty officers of her status. Today she was wearing a purple and yellow kimono with the marine's insignia etched along the sides and back. The back symbol was covered up by her katana holster, which carried her beloved swords around for her. Her brass knuckles were tucked into the side of her dress, easily accessible in case she needed to fight hand to hand. But that didn't seem to be necessary today. No one was really out and about, which was normal for this time. No one was usually up at the break of dawn, but here she was anyway, on guard duty in case some bandits or pirates tried to attack some wealthy family out of the blue. Although she did love keeping the world safe from bastards like that, she also hated the prissy ass wealthy snobs who were too lazy to do anything to help the poor who lived right under there noses. Maybe she'd let a good pirate or two slip in to take just a little bit of Beri...Not like they'd miss it anyway... Bah, no. That was wrong. Bryn sighed and watched the sun shine across the horizon, slowly waking everyone from their slumber. [/style]

[style=font-size: 10px; font-family: helvetica, sans-serif;]breathe by gumball @ on the edge[/style]

[javier santana]

Everyone most certainly did not involve Javier- as his slumber never actually began. His night had been consumed by gambling, prostitutes, some more gambling, a street fight, a chase, and now morning. The female was a marine, and he had no current worries with them, as he had no bounty, but while she was watching the sunrise and being a real romantic, meanwhile Javi was living in the real world, running from some pimps bodyguards.


Normally, he'd stay and fight the bodyguards, the only problem was that they were not just a few everyday bodyguards. There was about 15 of them, and each of them carried a pistol and seemed adequate with it.

Dropping around the corner and into the street, he was tired, hungry, and thirsty. Attempting to blend in, he began his walk to where the female was. His unnatural hair style, ear piercing (tongue piercing's aren't really visible), white muscle shirt, yellow shorts, star tattoo's on each arm, and lined eyebrows made him stand out quite a bit. He had no weaponry on him, as he had left it back at his tavern room.

Coming up to the woman, Bryn, he stared at her oddly. "Neh, the hell you doing?"

[BRYN STORMWIND]

[style=position: relative; background-image: url(http://i764.photobucket.com/albums/xx288/salsa303/Fairy%20Tail/Erza%20Knightwalker/Icons/Erza.png); border-radius: 100%; -webkit-border-radius: 100%; -moz-border-radius:100%; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-style: solid; border-width: 5px; border-color:#737dc6;][/style]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding: 5px; border-left: 5px solid #737dc6; border-radius; 10px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; border-bottom: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;][atrb=width,340,true][atrb=border,0,true] [style=letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 9px;] After sitting for about an hour in the same place, Bryn decided it was about time to get up and move around a bit. Sighing, she stood and stretched her arms high, cracking her neck while closing her eyes. Mm, it felt nice to just relax like this...But her relaxation didn't last for long. A husky male's breathing could be heard behind her and she turned, seeing said male running toward her. He stopped before Bryn, out of breath from the run, but managed to get out a few words. "Pirate...running away...can't catch..." Eh? A lone pirate? Odd. Bryn waited for the man to regain his breathing to ask for more information, but before she could get a word in the man was off again, waving his pistol around in the air like a madman. Bryn sighed and put a hand to her head in exasperation. It was just one guy. They could handle it. Her brown eyes turned back to the ocean, watching once more as the sun rose high into the sky. Mm, yes. The wind felt perfect right now... And once again she was interrupted by a male's voice choking out her thoughts. But this time it was a different voice. The red-head looked over her shoulder casually, noting the pirate-ish appearance of the male who spoke to her in such a rough tone. "I'm a Marine on patrol. I assume you're the pirate those men are trying to catch?" she asked calmly, not really interested in whatever bounty he might have. [/style]

[style=font-size: 10px; font-family: helvetica, sans-serif;]breathe by gumball @ on the edge[/style]

[javier santana]

Javier raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised at her words. How would they know he was a pirate? So far he had kept a low profile in this city. He supposed the style of his clothing and hair and piercings accounted for the assumption.

That still did not account for why there was a man reporting to the petty officer about this situation, or even requesting aid. Unless it was a simple foot soldier who observed the situation of the angry bodyguards to an infuriated pimp.

"Pfft- pirate? Haha, nah baby. Just a beatboxer running from my destiny, going against the tide, ya feel meh?"

He laughed slightly, looking behind him, but keeping his guard up around the female, and not taking his eyes off her for more than a few seconds. He specialized in Capoeira, which was a new, and extremely uncommon style of fighting.

[BRYN STORMWIND]

[style=position: relative; background-image: url(http://i764.photobucket.com/albums/xx288/salsa303/Fairy%20Tail/Erza%20Knightwalker/Icons/Erza.png); border-radius: 100%; -webkit-border-radius: 100%; -moz-border-radius:100%; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-style: solid; border-width: 5px; border-color:#737dc6;][/style]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding: 5px; border-left: 5px solid #737dc6; border-radius; 10px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; border-bottom: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;][atrb=width,340,true][atrb=border,0,true] [style=letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 9px;] Bryn's eyes glared toward the pirate standing before her. Part of her conscious wanted to attack him immediately, but the more rational side of her stood her ground. She took a deep breath in to calm herself, but kept her arms close to her side just in case she needed to whip out her katanas. Him calling her baby was extremely annoying. "Don't call me pet names. What do you want?" her voice was cold, her eyes narrowing on the male. His tattoos and overall appearance had pirate written all over it. She'd seen all different kinds of pirate, and he definitely fit the cut. But he denied the claims, saying he was a beatboxer? Bryn had no idea what that was, so she just blinked the confusion away. "Whatever you are, you should probably go before I have to arrest you for something. And believe me, I'll find something." [/style]

[style=font-size: 10px; font-family: helvetica, sans-serif;]breathe by gumball @ on the edge[/style]

[javier santana]

Pet name. So she didn't liked being talked to like a girl, which made sense. She was a female in the military after all, and most of these types had the most annoying female individuality philosophy. Seriously, all these women talked about was how men were inferior to them and just didn't know it. Well, not really, but Javier liked to think that they were all sinister beings.

"Arrest me for what? If anything you should arrest the people chasing me. I mean, they'll be here any minute."

He smirked; if they showed up, they'd attack the both of them, meaning she would have to get involved, and he would most likely get a pardon for aiding a petty officer in defeating a band of criminals.

It was almost as if it was on que, as five of the bodyguards showed up further down the street. One yelled out, and they all took off running at Javier and Bryn. "Well...your a marine right?" The scumbags came to a halt, two holding pistols and two holding knives, one with a sword. Javier was completely unarmed, and seemingly helpless.

[BRYN STORMWIND]

[style=position: relative; background-image: url(http://i764.photobucket.com/albums/xx288/salsa303/Fairy%20Tail/Erza%20Knightwalker/Icons/Erza.png); border-radius: 100%; -webkit-border-radius: 100%; -moz-border-radius:100%; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-style: solid; border-width: 5px; border-color:#737dc6;][/style]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding: 5px; border-left: 5px solid #737dc6; border-radius; 10px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; border-bottom: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;][atrb=width,340,true][atrb=border,0,true] [style=letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 9px;] Hn. This kid was annoying. All Bryn wanted was a nice morning to herself, to relax and just take in the scenery around her. But apparently that wasn't going to happen. First off, she had to deal with this supposed pirate standing beside her. And just as she was about to arrest him for even remotely acting like a pirate, he retorted toward her about the man who had run up to her earlier. He just seemed like a fat old man... Nope. The thugs soon appeared before Bryn, looking as if they were about to shoot the both of them. Their pistols were hoisted and ready to fire, but Bryn wasn't worried one bit. Easily she removed both of her katanas from their holsters, wielding them before her in a defensive form. It was easy to deflect bullets when one was prepared. Her eyes traveled to the male beside her, tisking away. "You know, I usually don't help your kind out. And I know you're not helpless. You're just lazy, hoping I'll take care of this whole thing for you. Tch, pirates." she muttered, turning back to the men brandishing her weapons. "Stand down, or I'll arrest you all." [/style]

[style=font-size: 10px; font-family: helvetica, sans-serif;]breathe by gumball @ on the edge[/style]

[javier santana]

He frowned as she spoke, especially when she threatened to arrest the four men, by herself. What a mistake. The men laughed, pointing there weapons at her now instead of Javier. Stepping to the side slowly, and moving to her side, he smirked at the situation. "Now listen guys, what say we take care of this girl and then-" as he was speaking, he stopped and grabbed the end guys arm. Positioning his hand around the man's arm, he snapped it and disarmed him.

Grabbing the pistol, he positioned himself behind the thug and placed the pistol to his template. "Alright Marine, you clean up the rest"

[BRYN STORMWIND]

[style=position: relative; background-image: url(http://i764.photobucket.com/albums/xx288/salsa303/Fairy%20Tail/Erza%20Knightwalker/Icons/Erza.png); border-radius: 100%; -webkit-border-radius: 100%; -moz-border-radius:100%; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-style: solid; border-width: 5px; border-color:#737dc6;][/style]

[atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding: 5px; border-left: 5px solid #737dc6; border-radius; 10px; -webkit-border-radius: 10px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; border-bottom: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px;][atrb=width,340,true][atrb=border,0,true] [style=letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: 9px;] This would be too easy. These men probably thought she was easy prey since she was a female and had a very endowed body. They probably thought she was just a pretty face in the marines, someone who couldn't hold their own against anyone in a fight. But they were damned wrong. A wicked smile spread across her plump lips as the male beside her snapped the arm of one of the men before her. She was supposed to take care of it hmm? Without thinking Bryn rushed toward the target in front of her, slicing at his chest. The man cried out in pain and fell backward clutching his wound, which would only bleed and make him dizzy. It wasn't a deep enough cut to kill him, just enough to let her bring him in to be arrested. After slicing his chest she moved on to the next man, slicing down his right arm. Once the two were wounded she moved back, watching the other two who were still unharmed. "Now, would you like to be arrested, or die where you now stand?" [/style]

[style=font-size: 10px; font-family: helvetica, sans-serif;]breathe by gumball @ on the edge[/style]

[javier santana]

Moving back slightly, he figured he didn't quite care anymore, and pushed the guy forth, throwing the weapon into the ocean. The man sprung back around, attempting to punch Javier in the face. Dropping down onto his hand, he spun and kicked the guy in the jaw, sending him back a few feet. Spinning around onto the other hand he swooped his legs, causing the man to fall on his rear.

Rolling back up to his legs and winked and smiled. "Next time let me see your boobs!" Heading off for the other part of the port, Javier made way for a boat to get out of the area.

Exit