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    Simple.[Open]

    Post by Daichi on Thu Jul 07, 2011 10:53 am

    The buildings making the wind blow strong. Cracks in these buildings making the world around them whistle. The concrete sidewalk catching the bright light from the sun on this day with clear sky. There walking by the shops and stores he quietly passes by as if he was never there at all. Birds flying around chirping at one another as it seems their playing tag. Keeping his eyes forward he continues to walk unafraid of anyone or anything. His eyes shine red with the sun's light brightly embracing him. Slightly Pale skin glows with the rays hitting him. Daichi's glasses catching the light and reflecting it in the direction in which he looks. His purple and black suit even with the look of being hot or uncomfortable, Keeps him cool as he walks the streets cars driving by oh so quietly. He waits for something as he walks. Though he doesn't know what that something is he continues to walk waiting.


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    The new Akegata is born!

    Post by Akegata on Fri Jul 08, 2011 1:04 am

    The gentle sound of a bell and the sharp click of italian heels on expensive marble are the only indication the owner of the "Canaglia Ubriachi". The man known only to the regulars as "Giacota" stood from the low stool in which he adjusted a hemline to greet the new arrival, yet the person he saw left him with a sense of dread. Golden eyes that revealed little emotion, hair that fell in haphazard strands, and a mouth set in stone. These was the face that would remain in Giacota's mind for years to come. Yet, a man must always serve a customer, and so with a flourish that came only with years of service, he greeted the man in the tongue of the land. Of course, the man didn't look Japanese, but better safe than wrong. "Welcome to the Canaglia Ubriachi, how may I be of service?" With these words, Giacota would snap his fingers to call forth his protege, a young thing of Korean descent that he picked up in his travels, to take the jacket from the man's shoulders. It was only then that a single word would leave the lips of the stranger.


    As the tan-skinned girl moves to retrieve Akegata's coat, he would shoo her away with a simple wave of his hand before approaching the man known around the underworld as Giacota Il Cucitrice. The man was famous! To those on the street, he was nothing more than the best Italian Tailor in all of Japan. Akegata knew better though. Giacota was once one of the most powerful Mafia leaders in all of France. There were still legends of his exploits. The stitching of a man's lips to his lover's feet before throwing her over a balcony came immediately to mind. This was just the place for the man known as Alban Sanguigno to die, and Akegata Sanguigno to be brought to life. Slipping into the barbaric Japanese known to the commoners, Akegata spoke. "Giacota-sama. I have work for you. This white suit has grown tiresome. Bring me the best you have, and the Sanguigno Familgia will reward you well." This of course, was nothing more than a bluff for Akegata found himself poor beyond words after coming to Japan. Alas, some lying had to take place. It was only as the Tailor disappeared to retrieve the proper materials that he allowed the young girl to take his coat. She was short, reaching only mid-chest of the tall Italian, but her shape was one of a full-grown woman. Silvery locks cascaded down her black-suited back as she smiled suggestively at the man. With a gentle tug she allowed him to lead him towards a curtained doorway, yet what he finds inside is not what he once thought. Instead of a bedroom, there simply resided a barber's chair. Of course, Akegata was ready for a change of pace. So, lacking trepidation, he sat in the chair and closed his eyes to nap. When he awoke, he found something quite magnificent. The hair on the sides of his head was no more, shaved into nihility as the other long strands were bleached even lighter before being formed into swept-back spikes. Happy with the skillful work performed, Akegata would simply reimburse the girl by pulling her into a tight embrace before standing to meet the Tailor. What awaited him was a resplendent black Armani suit accompanied by a pair of C&K dress shoes and a silver-studded belt. Donning these along with a simple white shirt and slate-gray tie, Akegata would nod to the man before striding outside into the busy street. To many, he appeared to be a thug. Yet, he was much, much more. He was a true Mafioso, and he was ready to kill.


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    Re: Simple.[Open]

    Post by Daichi on Fri Jul 08, 2011 10:26 am

    Continuing to walk as he was a man stepped outside of a fine Italian tailor. He seemed to be some kind of thug the way he looked, but Daichi felt something more dangerous coming from the man. Walking passed the man he stopped the wind blowing on him. He simply turned to the man. There was only one way to be sure. He let loose a sigh as he took a deep breath trying to remember the language of the place he called home. "Che lavoro avete in Giappone? I miei nomi è Daichi, Che la vostra tratta?(What business do you have in Japan? My names is Daichi, What about yours?)" He said taking another deep breath as he felt a bit drained not having used his native language in so long. With a look of interest Daichi waited for the man's reply.


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    Re: Simple.[Open]

    Post by Akegata on Fri Jul 08, 2011 3:57 pm

    As Akegata made his way out to the streets, a sudden voice broke his mood rather successfully. The rough attempts at Italian was almost insulting, and what made it even worse was that the man that the newly-garbed Sanguigno turned to face was of obvious Italian heritage! He was a traitor, leaving his home to live in the world of the Japanese. It was true, Akegata was on the same mission, yet he had kept his Italian pride intact. As fury began to play at the featureless man's face, he would simply wave and say "Scusi" before ducking back into the building to retrieve his toy. Such memory lapses would cost him his life, but today his weapon remained in the umbrella rack where he left it. Returning to the busy streets, Akegata would brandish the silver bat before beginning to speak.

    "Qual è il mio nome? Io sono l'uomo che dà vita a fiumi di sangue. Io sono il sterminatore degli ingiusti e l'impuro. Io sono il distruttore di persone come voi, abbandonando belle d'Italia per questi giapponesi! Perché sono qui? Credo che si conosce la risposta. Grido di pietà da Akegata Sanguigno!"
    [What is my name? I am the man that gives birth to rivers of blood. I am the exterminator of the unjust and the unclean. I am the destroyer of people such as you, forsaking beautiful Italy for these Japanese! Why am I here? I believe you know the answer. Cry for mercy from Akegata Sanguigno!]

    As these words drift into naught, Akegata would suddenly sprint forward at impressive speeds, the leather soles of his shoes sliding across the concrete with little resistance. While this feat alone would seem incredibly, the Mafioso had something else in store for the boy. Coming to a stop no more than two feet from the man, Akegata would swing the bat gripped oh-so tightly in his left hand at his opponent's right ribcage. Should this blow land unhindered, the sudden collapse of bone would most likely shock the young one.


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    Re: Simple.[Open]

    Post by Daichi on Fri Jul 08, 2011 4:37 pm

    The man spoke to Daichi in the finest Italian he had heard in a long time. It was like music to his ears to hear a Italian spoken so perfectly. Thinking about his own failure at trying to speak a language he once knew so well he grinned. As the man's words faded he seemed to glide across the concrete sidewalk like thin ice. He could see what was happening. Akegata Sanguigno was going to attack is what he thought. With his left hand he reached into his jacket and felt around for a box. His finger tips felt around the soft material till they found what felt like a cube. Grabbing it he pulled it out as everything around him seemed to slowed down. Taking out the box and dropping it on the floor with the hole for flame injection facing skyward. He ignored the box on the floor looking at Akegata who was rushing at him. He stopped swinging the bat at Daichi. Daichi smirked.

    "Don't screw with me..."He said as he caught the bat in mid swing. The feeling it had as it hit the palm of his hand. His right hand. No, His entire right arm was numb from catching the bat. His finger tips felt frozen with pain. He held the bat with the tightest grip he could trying to ignore the numbness and the pain. Looking over to his left hand he lit the cloud flame onto his ring. Lowering his left arm at a quick pace he injected the cloud flames into the box which he had dropped to the floor while the Sanguigno was running at him. Out of the box came his Handgun loaded with ammo. He had a kind of murderous sensation as he picked up the gun feeling its cold steel. Aiming the gun at Akegata's Right-arm he pulled the trigger.


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    Re: Simple.[Open]

    Post by Daichi on Sun Jul 17, 2011 2:11 pm

    (OOC: when the **** are you gonna post ake? Pls and thank you sigh )


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