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Post by Joshua Gioeli on Feb 20, 2017 2:04:34 GMT
"Oh god. Oh god." Joshua Gioeli cursed to himself as he stumbled haphazardly down a shady alleyway down the streets of Le Marais. One odd look at the boy would reveal him covered in perspiration, pants dirty at the shin and knees as well as his messily vibrant hair compressed towards his head from an obviously long run. "I'm dead. I'm so dead. STUPID SO STUPID!" Gioeli hissed under his breathe, kneeling behind the side of a dumpster while hugging what seemed to be some sort of black briefcase to his chest as if his life depended on it...
...but that was probably because it DID.
Merely seconds later, a strange man in black suit and tie, clutching a gun in one hand and a phone to his ear in the other came barreling down the mostly empty street. By the serious look on his face it was in all likelihood that this guy was the person that had been chasing Jio... or at least one of them. Turns out, that man was just one of the members of what seemed to be a mob currently transporting a high profile item through the city on their way to an extremely important business transaction. Whatever the item was, it was important enough to warrant what might as well have been a city-wide manhunt after a certain teenager had stolen it.
That teen was Jio.
"I don't even know WHY I did it!" The boy reprimanded himself in the confines of his mind, his heart beating a mile a minute as he waited for the footsteps of the armed individual to die away. It's true, he was just sitting at a table in a cafe minding his own business when he saw the case... and he just took it! It wasn't like he was a thief or anything, it was just that the thing felt like it was calling to him and he acted on an impulse. "Now look at the situation I'm in... Running for my life from a million guys with guns... I should just ditch this thing." Flipping his wrist while holding out the case away from him, Joshua felt like just throwing the thing into the dumpster and running for it.
That would have been the smart thing to do.
...So why the hell was it still in his hand!? He had tried opening the thing twice already, there was no lock but the case wouldn't budge open; so what possible reason could he have for keeping it?! "This is crazy." Peering from behind the dumpster's edge just to make sure the guy was gone, Jio ripped himself out of his hiding space before breaking out into another sprint down the street in the opposite direction, the suitcase gripped tight against his chest and covered to the best of its ability by his school jacket. Where he was going, even he didn't know at this point.
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Post by Bang Yoshiyoma on Feb 20, 2017 3:00:23 GMT
"Gwaah..~" Yawned a rude youth. His mouth wide open and his right hand lazily raised before his mouth in a half effort to shield his breath. He had been outside for some time now and was finding himself to become tired with every corner he had turned. Truth be told, he was kind of glad. For as long as he had been staying in France, relaxing days like this were one in a million! Of course, he was going to relish in it. His hands had been shoved into the pits of his pockets after yawning, and he now simply strolled about. The scent of fine foods and candles filled the air and pleased him to no end. Despite his age and whatnot, Bang had a bit of an eye and nose for scent and visuals. He knew how to stop and enjoy something's aesthetic or how to pick apart the flavors of a candle. Skills he acquired from living in Morioh-Cho. The quiet hometown that he hailed from. Unfortunately, though, Yoshiyoma Bang's biggest mistake was realizing how quiet the day was and taking note of it. For it seemed as though whenever you became mindful of the day's quality, things always seem to happen in order to disrupt its easy-going flow.
And just that happened. Just his luck; Another teenager had come and been running directly at him. Naturally, by instinct, Bang had stopped dead in his tracks. His stance widening and arms crossing over his chest defensively. In his head, he was about to be messed with yet again by one of the locals. And he wasn't having that. He grumbled to himself quietly as he watched Joshua dart towards him. He waited patiently for the correct time to act, choosing the most critical time to act! Only as Jio was about two feet away from Bang did he move swiftly. Aiming to charge into Jio and stop him, as well as possibly knock him onto his rear. There had to be some reason this guy was running. Either he was in trouble or running from someone. That was, if he was just some kid and not a student trying to mess with the Japanese kid. Either or, Bang wanted to know what the hell was his deal!
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Post by Joshua Gioeli on Feb 20, 2017 3:55:36 GMT
Just one put one foot in front of the other. Don't break you're pace. Don't look back. Don't answer when someone calls for you: Just keep running. Just by following these simple mental rules, Joshua had made it extremely far. He had begun getting spotted less and less, and at this rate he might actually make it home alive! He could really do this! "I-I'm gonna make i-" But just as Jio was breathing out a sigh of relief, a whisp of air escaping his throat while the teen's sprint slowed ever so slight, all of that tension soon returned as he was completely knocked backwards and off his feet.
"HUUAGH-" Coughing in respite as he was rocketed backwards and onto his back, Jio froze in shock after the fierce impact with the ground. The closely gripped briefcase had loosened out of his grip due to the delinquent Bang's blow, knocking the case out of Jio's hands where it skid on the sidewalk a few inches behind. Scrambling onto his feet, eyes darting around looking for the perpetrator that knocked him down, Jio's eyes finally landed on those of Bang's before narrowing into slits. "What. Is. Your. Problem." Jio rhetorically questioned through clenched teeth, trying his very hardest not to yell at the top of his lungs and attract more attention. The last thing he wanted right now was those mob guys to find him, and no half-brained delinquent would cut him down like that.
Eyes scanning over the ground until coming to rest at the spot where the briefcase had landed, Gioeli knelt down all the while keeping perfect eye contact with the Yoshiyoma kid. Closing his hand around the handles, Jio returned back to his full height before now clutching the case at his side, barely taking notice that the box's latch had loosened ever so slightly from the impact. "I'm in a hurry; so I'd appreciate it if you got out of my way." He addressed Bang, completely forgoing any formalities in light of how costly wasting more time would be considering the current situation the youth was STILL in.
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Post by Bang Yoshiyoma on Feb 20, 2017 4:23:27 GMT
"Nn?"
Bang grunted softly, slightly taken aback by the response he was given. Not even an apology?! What a rude kid! Bang's teeth were grit behind closed lips, refusing any type of emotional response. Not a hint of regret nor guilt in the young man's features. Instead, his arms had remained folded over his chest and his head was cocked a few degrees to the left. Showing his curiosity more than anything else. "What?" He said, before quickly adding on, "I could easily ask the same, freak." The male shot back, pointing his right index finger at the other youth. His right foot coming forward and his left arm being put at his side. Hostility was most certainly present between the two. So, now Gioeli had some mobsters and a peeved delinquent on him. Neat. Before Bang could say much else, though, his eyes had gone and wandered elsewhere. Locking onto the peculiar suitcase being guarded so faithfully by Joshua. His eyes narrowed into inquisitive slits now. His brow contorting from a newfound curiosity.
His finger was now pointed to the case. His eyes examining it further and noting that its lock was now cracked open a smidge. "Not so fast," He stated. "What's with the case? Why are you guarding it so badly and what the hell is your problem? Why were you just charging down the street like that?" Bang's lips parted now, showing his teeth grit. The male attempting to press his possible school mate. "What's going on?" Bang then took another step forward. Beginning to close the distance between he and Gioeli. "Don't hold back anything, either. Who knows, if it's a good reason I could help someone like you."
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Post by Joshua Gioeli on Feb 20, 2017 5:01:07 GMT
I could easily ask the same, freak.
"Oh great. So he's a mouthy one too." Jio sarcastically remarked in his mind while his glare intensified after being matched by the delinquent. Why? Why did this have to happen now?! Any second now someone could come charging down the street with a knife at his throat, and the longer he chatted up this loser in idle banter the closer the prospect of his death was. Just as he was considering running past the guy and ignoring him, a lump formed in Gioeli's throat as he noticed the path Bang's wandering eyes were taking. Tracing his own in a similar path, the wild-haired teen tightened his grip when the subject of his stolen goods had come to attention.
What's with the case?
And boom goes the dynamite. Gritting his teeth, Joshua practically growled in hostility at this obstructive individual. "None of you're business." Feeling even more in danger as the boy began bombarding him with questions, Jio was starting to feel more and more panicked. Were those footsteps coming towards him? Did somebody switch their pace? Why was this bastard still talking to him!? The last straw though was when Bang took a step foreward in order to close the distance between the two of them. "Don't follow me." Were all the words that Jio offered before turning on his heel and sprinting off in the other direction.
"OOF-" Finding himself crashing face first into a fabric-like wall, Jio was once more sent recoiling backwards and onto the ground for the second time in the last 5 minutes. "Oh god damn it all!!!" He started, this time actually yelling while rubbing his nose; at least he didn't lose the suitcase this time though. "Can't you people watch-....where...you're..." Starting off his sentence with a great amount of vehemence, Jio's words soon began dying out in frequency and volume as the realization of the situation hit him.
The sterling black barrel of a pistol was leveled with his forehead as an intimidatingly large man in a black suit, black tie, and sunglasses stared straight at the fallen teen with a smirk accross the man's smug face. "Shut up and hand over the case, kid." Lightly gesturing over to the case still gripped in Jio's hand, the mobster's lips curled into a malicious smile while he cocked back the gun's hammer. "Either way, you're brains are gonna be covering the next block; so make this easier on the cleanup crew, okay?"
Leaning over to peer at the youth also behind Joshua, the man simple scowled before offering Bang a single warning. "Scram kid, or you're next."
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Post by Bang Yoshiyoma on Feb 20, 2017 5:39:27 GMT
"Did he just say don't follow him? What is he? Stupid?" Bang thought to himself in his head, turning his head a little. Unlike Joshua, Bang had a clear view of what was coming for him. A large man, dressed in a fine suit had been waiting for Joshua to turn around. Perhaps Jio would've seen the sudden hesitation in Bangs step had he not suddenly attempted to bolt from him. Now, things had gone from tame to dangerous in a matter of seconds. Yoshiyoma did watch Jio recoil back and take a second tumble, which had he told the truth, filled him with a slight sense of satisfaction. This panicky tough guy was only just now deciding to shut his trap. It was nice, kind of resembling a form of justice. But, now was no time to gloat. Besides, Bang wasn't the type of guy anyways. No, right now, he had to think. Clearly, based on how Joshua's words became quieter and less aggressive, Gioeli was likely afraid and perhaps unable to act immediately. Truth be told, Bang was also becoming filled with a sense of anticipation and slight fear. Not by the man's physical appearance or stature, but instead by the man's firearm. He instructed Bang to move it. But, prior to this, he mentioned the case. "I knew it," Bang thought. The Japanese youth stood straight. His legs were apart a little, with his left in front of his right. His arms were by his side, both of his hands shoved into his pockets. His torso a bit bent, as he leaned back while his pelvis was forward just a little. Striking something of a casual pose. The flaps of his school jacket covered the tops of his hands a little. Fear was still present in him, but he felt his emotions numb a little. If he didn't act accordingly, his brains would probably be splattered on a wall right then and there. He decided he'd use his tongue for now. "Really?" He began. "You're going to kill two teenagers in front of all these people?" Bang questioned, moving his head as a gesture to the potential spectators around them. "You're not that strong, are you. You're all size, no strength. I bet a delinquent like me could beat the hell out of you." Bang taunted further. An odd aura surrounding the youth, colored black and radiating off of him like smoke. Had Gioeli turned his head and looked at him, he'd possibly notice it. "That's a gun. It's too bad you won't be able to use it after I break them."Upon landing on the end of that sentence, Bang began walking forward. Trusting his instincts, luck, and a 'friend' of his. "By them, I mean your fingers." Bang finished. Well aware of the potential consequences of his foolhardy actions. He'd either be shot dead or have aggravated his potential killer to the point of opening himself up and giving him a chance to strike. He'd be relying on that luck of his.
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Post by Joshua Gioeli on Feb 20, 2017 20:34:57 GMT
Even the mobster had to do a double take as the Japanese delinquent began badmouthing him, gloating, and even taunting the intimidating figure. For a few seconds he was stunned, nearly dropping the firearm in his surprise until he couldn't help but crack a grin. "Hahahahaha~" The man guffawed, unable to resist laughter at this kid's attitude. Using the back of his free hand to wipe away what seemed to be a tear at the edge of his eye behind his sunglasses, the man finally ceased before grinning at Bang.
You're going to kill two teenagers in front of all these people?
"Hah. That's rich, kid. Heck, give yourself a year or two and maybe you'd've even been able to join." Taking a pause before stifling his last laugh into a straight frown, the suit raised a finger in the air before the five or six people on the unusually sparse road side around them began drawing weapons, pointing it at the two. "Yeah. I'll ex two kids in front of my people." A blonde woman with an unusually large handbag soon pulled out what seemed to be an uzi before placing it at the back of Bang's head. "Now... first thing's first-"
Though keeping a straight, yet very angry, face on this whole time; Jio was currently scared out of his mind. Eyes widening as the mobster turned his attention back towards Jio, all he could do was tighten his grip on the briefcase' handle before darting his eyes around for some sort of way to escape. It was bad enough before with just this guy, but now he was practically surrounded! "Oh god... I'm gonna die. I'm-" In the midst of panic though as the man's forefinger began curling on his gun's trigger, Gioeli noticed a alleyway curving off from the building to their side. "...It's a longshot... but-" It was his only chance.
BANG
The gun went off in a brilliant bang as Jio just barely ducked out of the way of the bullet. The fired projectile barely grazed his large hair, scraping the tip of his scalp and drawing blood before the youth broke into a sprint from the ground. "What the f-HEY SHOOT HIM! HE'S STILL GOT THE CASE!" Pumping his legs as hard as he possibly could, Joshua was literally running for his life down the narrow alley.
Guns blazed and cracks filled the silent air as projectiles ricocheted off of the brick walls lining the narrow path. Sparks blazed off with each bang, but Jio didn't stop running even for a second!
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Post by Bang Yoshiyoma on Feb 21, 2017 8:12:23 GMT
The youth scoffed as he was brushed off by the thug. He figured he would receive that type of response. His fear had drained directly out of him in the form if dismay. He hated not being taken seriously. "Tch," Bang grunted, looking to his side for a moment. His peripherals being utilized to their best use. Keeping eyes and sights on the thug with a gun pointed to Jio. Unfortinately, he couldn't see the gunman behind him. That would prove more than tedious to avoid. "Uzai-ga.." He muttered under his breath. Calling this entire situation annoying in his native tongue as a response to the feeling of cold steel being pressed against the back of his skull. Bang relaxed, though. As he kept his eyes on the thief teenager he was mixed up with. His eyes narrowing with interest as Gioeli suddenly bolted!
Bang had to act. He swiftly turned and ducked all in one motion, shoving his assailants arm up in the case that she'd fire before immediately sprinting after Joshua. There was no way he was going to let this punk go. Just as there was no way he was going to be shot and killed in the middle of France on what was supposed to be his Lazy Sunday. Lighr grunts and huffs escaped the student as he sprinted directly behind Jio. Aiming to follow and tail him to an area of safety. Whatever it'd take to reach a haven of security in order to collect thoughts and emotions. "Tch..what a day." Bang muttered as he ran.
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Post by Joshua Gioeli on Feb 22, 2017 2:16:44 GMT
" What *pant* The hell *pant* IS IN THIS STUPID CASE!?!?!" Joshua sputtered under his breath as the soles of his shoes continued to pad roughly against the alleyway's concrete floor. How long had he been running? 1, maybe 2, minutes and already he was tiring out. With each additional step the boy's pace slowed... but the noise of approaching footsteps urged him on with a last burst of speed. Turning back to see how close the mobsters were, Jio just barely caught in his peripheral vision the sight of that delinquent boy from before following him STILL! " What do you want from-" But before he could get out the words of exasperation, Jio's foot slipped on the mildew-coated gravel that populated the musty alley. Skidding against a brick corner, the youth attempted breaking his fall with the case still locked in his hand... only for the stupid thing to finally pop open! " AGH!" Recoiling in pain, Jio's hand was covered in blood as it scrapped against the edges of it's sharp and broken lock as well as whatever thing was in the case. Slamming the stupid thing open, ignoring the fact that his hand was dripping a bloody trail, Gioeli pushed off the wall with his last remaining strength before making a sharp turn down the only other intersection between the buildings. " Tch... If I lose them here, maybe I can get out of this in one piece." The Japanese teen pondered in his head, heart beating a mile a minute as he retreated further and further until... Dead End.Both figuratively, and extremely literally, Jio was stuck at a Dead End. Beads of sweat dribbled down the boy's forehead and neck, his already drenched messy hair matting down further. " It's okay. Quiet, be calm. Maybe I lost the-" " End of the line kids." A voice echoed from behind Bang and Jio at the only open end of the alleyway; there stood the man in the black suit from before. His gay attitude and smarmy smirk completely vanished, all that lay was a grimace of contempt and his own sweaty face before the dreaded pistol once more came up. " Nobody's gonna miss trash like you two anyway." And with those last words, the trigger was pulled. Throwing up his bloodied hand in fear above his face, Joshua knew it to be a futile effort. That gun was pointed right at him. And If it hit Bang first, he'd be dead seconds later anyway. " I'm going to die.... D-Damn it! I'm not supposed to die like this!" The bullet seared through the moist, evening air. Crisp smoke wafted its scent over the enclosed environment before a deafened THUD echoed through the alley... the bullet hit it's mark. ...any second now he'd be dead. ...any second now. " ...why am I not dead?" Propping open one eye, thinking maybe the bullet hat in fact hit that other kid in some stroke of futile luck; but to Jio's surprise, his vision was blocked by a more intimidating figure towering merely a few feet in front of him. Eyes widening in astonishment, the teen could barely find words to describe the person... or thing in front of him. The only other thing he could register, was that resting in between it's fingers was the bullet that would have been lodged into his body.
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Post by Bang Yoshiyoma on Feb 22, 2017 4:35:26 GMT
Bang panted lightly as he came to an end. He followed Jio far enough and in the process, the duo came to a dead end! The teenager swore beneath his breath again, closing his eyes as he came to a halt. He moved to a point in which he would be standing beside Jio. Performing a swift one eighty so that he'd be facing his killer. What a sight. Two Japanese kids were cornered by a French mobster. "Damn..." Bang began doing something quite...odd considering the situation. His hands began to undo the buttons on his uniform. Moving them quickly and gripping his shoulder. Tearing off his coat and revealing his torso. A pinkish-red tank-top styled shirt covering his chest. An annoyed frown on the teenager as he listened to their killer complain and swear no one would notice or miss them. Bang's usual frown, though, slowly cracked into a smirk. His eyes darkened by the many bangs hanging over his forehead. His head tilting now as his hands were placed gently into his pockets. Thumbs hanging out.
"Someone's angry." Bang commented. His eyes searching feverishly for an opening. One would be presented shortly, though. As a gunshot was sounded off, Yoshiyoma remained where he stood. He saw the aim of the man was for Joshua instead of him. He didn't want to say it aloud, but that was good. For him, anyway. Although! Something unexpected happened! Jio wasn't penetrated by the bullet. Instead he caught it. But it wasn't him?! Bang's head cocked to the right, eyes locking onto the colossal manifestation of fighting spirit conjured by Jo-Gio's necessity. "Stando!" He grunted. It was quite the surprise. But, there was no time to worry about this kid's ability. "You're open!" Bang shouted, stepping forward and shooting his left hand out. His index finger pointed directly at the gunman. Bang's own stand manifesting and charging forth.
Black Star, Bang's fighting spirit, punishing the mobster. "Boraboraboraborabora!!" It cried. It's fists like bolta of lightning repeatedly striking one unfortunate area of land. It's knuckles leaving imprints and knocking the man all around. His beat-down swift. Ending with a heavy strike to the mobster's gut. Leaving him exasperated and on the brink. Black Star retreating back to its user and lingering for a moment. Arms folded and a satisfied look on its lips. Bang returning his hand to his pocket and huffing. "Troublesome.."
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