Post by hayai on Jan 8, 2012 20:49:23 GMT -6
Name:
Fukiageru, Hayai - (Blowing Through the Wind; Swift)
Age:
17
Village:
Tetsu no Kuni - Iron Village
Rank:
Samurai
Alias:
Hayai
Equipment:
Doushi (Inner Strength) - Chokuto
A sword forged from his fathers battles within the wars of the samurai and known as a Meito (Revered Sword). The weapon was given to him by his father after Hayai completed his training and is a weapon which is his main and most powerful heirloom. The weapon is sharp and powerful, Hayai constantly cleans and maintains it knowing that the sword is his own spirit. In the right hands (not Hayai's yet) the weapon can easily cut through dense steel.
The sheathe is made of an extremely strong wood, that is capable of fending off metal blade attacks and can be used instead of the blade (especially with Hayai who does this not to kill others and only unsheathes as a last resort or on extremely important moments, as a result a special lock was placed on the hilt and sheathe in order to lock it.
Description:
Hayai
A young man with a powerful set of legs and a great sense of style (to most at least). He is a relatively short type of guy, with a seemingly lanky kind of body. His body is however, more powerful than it seems, however its made for performance than actual muscle. Due to this, his body is small yet aerodynamic, and he has a pair of strong and powerful legs that have earned him his skills as a swordsman as well as his successful turn as a true samurai in the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu.
His hair is seemingly modeled after a rocket, in lift-off. The brown dark hair seems like a genuine mixer of colors that lean to a darkened flame. His eyes are also hazel and often have a "strong" presence within them, sowing his characteristic ambition. He also has smooth skin due to constant training and conditioning. He also has incredibly strong legs, which allow him to move the way he does. His constant training allows him to have hardened legs, and his parkour training also gives them great durability.
Usually, he likes to wear comfortable, loose-fitting clothes. He also likes to wear durable running sandals, because he does a lot of running (duh), due to them being durable running sandals, they can also absorb the power of his high-impact movement. He is also always seen wearing a t-shirt and small black vest. In places of cold, he is seen with a make-shift huge hat on his head, called a Kasa which allows him to block the rainy days. He is also seen wearing a pair of blue men's hakama waist pants.
He also wears a red sash called a harimaki around his waist which he wears to hoist his sword and hold up his hakama.
Personality:
Hayai is an unpredictable individual with a sense of “cool” about him, something that guides him through life as an individual. He doesn’t care about most peoples thoughts of what he does, and does nothing but what he likes or feels he should do. In most cases, he is someone that enjoys playing around or goofing off with people, whatever feels best. His sense of right and wrong is basically his own sense, as he doesn’t follow one law or rule to the letter, and as long as it doesn’t follow the death of others or hurts innocents he will see it in a way that it counts on the other person and not go by the biased opinions of others. He can be seen as a philosopher, and is someone that sees the world as one big adventure.
He is also laid-back, usually taking nothing seriously from his surroundings or friends. While in serious situations, he shows a calm nature and usually doesn’t take things as deeply sounding as most people make them, often welcoming the challenge. He loves competition, and can become very action oriented when he sees something that he wants to do. When something bores him, he usually goes away, running away from the situation in order to make him scarce or to go explore something else, never staying in one place for more than a few minutes. He is also quite the narcissist and can be quite cynical at times, especially towards enemies. He is also impatient, and doesn’t like staying in one place for too long, usually complaining about his boredom.
It’s very hard to predict what he is thinking, often having a fresh take on life and a smile on his face with his confidence usually brimming. He has a knack for quick-witted planning and making things up as he goes along. Usually, he is willing to try anything once and sometimes no times at all (especially icky food). He is capable of handling mature conversations, and in very serious situations is able to become glued to the details that need to be considered or not, only preferring not to. He hates oppressive natures, and definitely hates injustice; liking to give everyone a chance to change. He also hates “pure evil” within those who have no complications between hurting innocent people and killing those that are on the sidelines, this however means he will never kill a person, no matter how evil.
Lastly, although he isn’t an exceptionally durable individual, he has an exceptionally high will-power. Not, caring how most people take what he is doing, even his friends; as he does what he sees as right going past all the complaints and ineffective banter. He is also joyous in situations of flirting and isn’t one to have his hopes dash under the details that “he is too young”, though he isn’t lecherous and can and has been a complete gentleman to ladies before.
He has a strong love for running, and parkour(free-running) which are two of his favorite things to accomplish giving him his naturally high reflexes and flexible nature. He loves and values his own freedoms, and locking those freedoms away only makes him want them more.
Abilities/Attributes:
Hayai is a powerful samurai, bred from the land of Iron as a user of a kenjutsu known as "Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu" or "Ultrasonic Flying Honored Sword". A style that is known for it's ability of defense, speed and battojutsu. Hayai is in turn an expert user of this style, learning many techniques of the style and gaining knowledge towards the use of the skills in combat. As a result, he is also the next master of the style after his father, Kyoufu, his master and someone he has yet to defeat in combat.
Being from the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu, the style uses incredible amounts of agility and speed in order to fight against opponents. One of the most well-known abilities of the style is called, "God-Speed" or "Shinsoku" which is a speed which has been bred within the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu. Due to his love of moving and speed he learned this skill and mastered it at a young age and was capable of doing the skill at fourteen (and trained it to move at even higher speeds, to the point of having supersonic movement). Due to this he has supersonic reactions as well capable of easily dispatching multiple opponents before they knew what happened.
Due to Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu also being known for it's battoujutsu he is also extremely skilled in the art of drawing and is capable of attacking with lightning fast sword strikes enough to make many opponents think twice about attacking with their limbs in close-combat as they could be cut-off in an instant. A trick he loves to use is cutting an object into two halves perfectly, making it seem as if it wasn't cut at all until he sheathes his sword or someone touches it. Hayai also knows how to use battoujutsu without a sword sheathe making him proficient in using wooden swords and objects of a sword-like essence around him.
Hayai is also a crafty user of his sword and is something of a trash talker towards opponents that he isn't serious against. He is also rarely serious and thus doesn't show killing intent in combat too often, lest someone make him angry which also rarely happens due to his natural disposition of life and freedom. He does however take pride in his skill as a swordsman and loves competition in the form of strong opponents.
Some weaknesses of his style are the factors of him not using the armor of which most samurai wear along with his father who also chooses to go without armor in battle. His small body in comparison to others also makes him more susceptible to damage from blunt attacks making it a variable in battle that he must keep his eye on. Due to him also shunning the ways of the chakra sabre skills, he only knows how to coat his sword or sword-like weapon in chakra though not create different shape-shifting weapons. He also does not have great physical strength, instead relying on the form and extension of his battojutsu which magnifies the power of his sword strikes enough to cut through objects of wood or stone with ease. He also cannot fight without a sword, and usually decides to dodge using his shinsoku and extreme speed to dodge the opponent until he finds a weapon.
History:
A young man born under the strict conduct of a father with infamy and a life of battle and a mother who was in a rare case, a swordsmith. His father being the seventh head of the Hiten Mitsurugi, he was a prominent man with a vast amount of sword skill and power with his weapon. Thanks to his life style, he has bred a successor easily in which Hayai would become that successor.
As a kid, Hayai was often someone with an insatiable appetite for adventure and action. He always took on his tasks of training with a smile and would often want to go with his father on adventures. He usually caused trouble or went on his own little quests with his friends. Though he also practiced running and moving and wanted to become a master of the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu. His overzealous nature made his father proud though a bit worried and his mother would often punish him for his knack of getting into trouble.
Growing up he became a strong young man, beginning to reach the ability to finally grasp the skills of the Hiten Mitsurugi had made him a bit too confident. He would always duel against his father using bokken showing a reckless streak and often having to learn from his mistakes. Though he always had a positive. His friends often commented on his ability to affect others with his cool and happy nature. Though some said that he was a bit crazy thanks to his streak to get into fierce competition. He had also mastered the 'Shinsoku' at a young age, an advanced but effective skill in combat.
He would grow as a teenager and master several of the Hiten Mitsurugi style. However, he would grow tired of his village and want to travel. After one last fight with his father, he took it to himself to face him one last time. His father wanted to gauge his son's strength in combat. Seeing it as "incredible", his father commented to his wife that his son would one day become something great and if he survived in this world definitely would become the next Hiten Mitsurugi master, maybe even the youngest. His mother would only smile, as he decided to move on, and go out into the world to travel.
He was given his father's first Meitou which was made by his mother, Doushi.
RP Sample:
"But yeah... you know, we could have a bit of fun together, anytime you want to..." The woman's cheeks began to swell a bit due to the blushing pinkish red, it was seen she was quite taken from his word play. His arms would shrug as his hand would sway showing his keen interest. "Or maybe the hot-springs would be a good place to go... we could take care of one another and get to work?" As always someone who loved a challenge, a cute girl in his eyesight, he just had to talk to her after all.
"W-well..." The woman would say as she chuckled beneath her lips, placing her hands across her cheeks. "I don't know if I can..." She would say, her eyes closing as she looked away. She giggled a bit but Hayai would on snuff his nose, smiling widely. "Oh I see... don't be so shy, we can have fun if you wish, I-" The conversation was broken with a loud boom, breaking the table in half with a large iron mechanized hand. Hayai would watch for a moment, the figure standing to the side of him.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing with my woman, bitch?" Hayai would blink, his eyebrows lowering as one arose he looked to the guy with a smirk. The woman looked at the man in terror, she was scared, afraid. "You got anything to say for this disrespect of me, the great "Mech Arm" Guudon?!" Hayai would watch him with his face seemingly going into shock, but completely going into straight laughter after three seconds. Four men would move into the building from the outside looking at the spectacle, everyone stopped for a moment to see this situation. "You dare laugh at the strongest bandit leader in the world, bitch?!"
Hayai's hands were on his stomach, as he rubbed his eye from the tears forming through the crazy laughing. "I'm sorry guy..." His lips whistled as he patted his chest. "I just never heard of a guy who uses his name in the first person, and I've never seen such a stupid looking guy doing it either!" He patted his leg, as the man would grow angry, a large mark appearing on his forehead showing his anger.
"That's it kid... you're fucking dead!" A ferocious punch came as it crashed into the ground making a large hole from the fist imprint as smoke would come. Hayai would watch from the side.
"Wow, you're really strong... the wind you gave me felt like a breeze, do it again?" All the people around them were either screaming or watching in amazement. Hayai wasn't really affected by this, the man was much bigger than him, the metal of his arm boosted the extreme force of his attack to make a huge impact. But it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. Hayai would be aimed at by another punch with this man's giant fist doing a quick step to the side to dodge once more. The man began rushing with a huge scream. Hayai started to move backwards, goading him with pats against his cheek. "Come and get it boy, you know you want me, come on!" The man rushed and would seemingly catch Hayai as he went through the building, growling the broken wooden wall smoking as the man grinned.
"Got you there bitch... hehe." The man was surprised at his work as the smoke had started to dissipate slowly he would watch as once more, the smoke was gone and Hayai was no where to be found. "What the?!"
He whistled and tapped on the man's back. "Were you looking for me?" Hayai said with a childish nod, grinning. "You sure are strong mister... but you aren't that fast..." He 'tsked" the man's anger would begin to grow more, Hayai's childishness only growing more as well. A turning fist would be executed as the man screamed, breaking another piece of the wall, Hayai dodged as if he had been turned into an afterthought with his speed showing through such a quick and reflexive movement.
"Men, get that kid!!!" He stomped his foot against the ground as he began to scream. Hayai would appear right in the middle of the building. His hands were in his pockets with a large smile on his face. The men would begin to uncover their own weapons, and be ready to go against him. They all seemed loyal towards this guy named "Gyuudon", was he really that big of a deal? "Now we're gonna kick your ass little twerp!" One of the men said, the leader joining as he watched, smirking. "Kill him, make him an example of why you don't want to mess with the Gyuudon Gang!" They would all charge as Hayai looked back and forth quickly, his hands going into his pockets as his weapon jiggled in its sash.
"OK, then..." Like slow motion, his eyes didn't even need to be open, showing off his confidence. Beginning with the movement of his head and body, a left right combination of blows in quick succession to two of the members, and then a thrust motion from another in which Hayai would only dodge once more with a rotating shift of his upper body. However, the leader would smash both his fists into the ground, in which Hayai would use a powerful flip in order to land on one of the pillars at the top of building structure. "Wow, you need so many people to kill one kid, how lame!" He laughed, which would only anger the group. Gyuudon's arm would open to show a barrel of spikes.
"Taste this!" Hayai would open his eyes widely leaping as the spikes hit against the pillar holding the very foundation of the place. He would leap off a wall and slide against the ground. The tumbling of the entire building starting to break away as people left inside started to move. Hayai would look back as someone fell right behind him. His eyes looked back as he clicked his teeth, the ever reckless Gyuudon going into him crashing him through the wall as it threw both him and the person back. Hayai being thrown would grasp the person, who was also Gyuudon's "woman" holding her tightly as he fell towards the ground. "Refit boys!" With a catridge they would place another one of the "ammunition's" to use for combative purposes.
Hayai would be on the other side of the gun of which he had no choice to. He would slowly stand as the woman fled away. Hayai gripped his fists. "You saw that your woman was in trouble and you did nothing about it but use her or your own goals?" Hayai said, he wasn't scared of the weapon. The man had only laughed. "She's just another bitch, a bitch I can get because i have the power I am..." Hayai's stance would drop a bit as he stared at the weapon, his body and reactions in the unseen. "I'm the king around these parts... you're just a little mouse." Hayai said nothing as the weapon seemingly was shot, hitting against the ground with the spiked weapons piercing through the ground cleanly. However, Hayai was no where to be seen.
"Art of Sword Drawing..." He said, as the man stood with a deep gash in his chest, though it wasn't a sword mark. A huge bruise covered where Hayai had attacked. "Battojutsu..." Beginning to move his hand against the weapon, he slipped it into his pouch, this man would only fall towards the ground, releasing foam from his mouth. "A man that rules by fear is scum, a man that attacks innocent people is more than scum." A group of people clapped their hands as the gang yelled "BOSS!" running to his aide. Hands would begin clapping as Hayai looked towards the men. "He'll be fine, I only bruised um, he will have some internal bleeding and broken bones, but a big body like that can survive it." Hayai smirked, he watched the woman run back to him kissing his cheek.
"Thank you for saving me!" She hugged him, her chest pushing in his head, as Hayai laughed. "Easy, easy... don't need to suffocate, ya know!" Hayai said, as he began to grasp her towards his hip. "Now how about our date, you and me?" He asked in a slim voice, she would nod. "You bet!" She'd say.
Fukiageru, Hayai - (Blowing Through the Wind; Swift)
Age:
17
Village:
Tetsu no Kuni - Iron Village
Rank:
Samurai
Alias:
Hayai
Equipment:
Doushi (Inner Strength) - Chokuto
A sword forged from his fathers battles within the wars of the samurai and known as a Meito (Revered Sword). The weapon was given to him by his father after Hayai completed his training and is a weapon which is his main and most powerful heirloom. The weapon is sharp and powerful, Hayai constantly cleans and maintains it knowing that the sword is his own spirit. In the right hands (not Hayai's yet) the weapon can easily cut through dense steel.
The sheathe is made of an extremely strong wood, that is capable of fending off metal blade attacks and can be used instead of the blade (especially with Hayai who does this not to kill others and only unsheathes as a last resort or on extremely important moments, as a result a special lock was placed on the hilt and sheathe in order to lock it.
Description:
Hayai
A young man with a powerful set of legs and a great sense of style (to most at least). He is a relatively short type of guy, with a seemingly lanky kind of body. His body is however, more powerful than it seems, however its made for performance than actual muscle. Due to this, his body is small yet aerodynamic, and he has a pair of strong and powerful legs that have earned him his skills as a swordsman as well as his successful turn as a true samurai in the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu.
His hair is seemingly modeled after a rocket, in lift-off. The brown dark hair seems like a genuine mixer of colors that lean to a darkened flame. His eyes are also hazel and often have a "strong" presence within them, sowing his characteristic ambition. He also has smooth skin due to constant training and conditioning. He also has incredibly strong legs, which allow him to move the way he does. His constant training allows him to have hardened legs, and his parkour training also gives them great durability.
Usually, he likes to wear comfortable, loose-fitting clothes. He also likes to wear durable running sandals, because he does a lot of running (duh), due to them being durable running sandals, they can also absorb the power of his high-impact movement. He is also always seen wearing a t-shirt and small black vest. In places of cold, he is seen with a make-shift huge hat on his head, called a Kasa which allows him to block the rainy days. He is also seen wearing a pair of blue men's hakama waist pants.
He also wears a red sash called a harimaki around his waist which he wears to hoist his sword and hold up his hakama.
Personality:
Hayai is an unpredictable individual with a sense of “cool” about him, something that guides him through life as an individual. He doesn’t care about most peoples thoughts of what he does, and does nothing but what he likes or feels he should do. In most cases, he is someone that enjoys playing around or goofing off with people, whatever feels best. His sense of right and wrong is basically his own sense, as he doesn’t follow one law or rule to the letter, and as long as it doesn’t follow the death of others or hurts innocents he will see it in a way that it counts on the other person and not go by the biased opinions of others. He can be seen as a philosopher, and is someone that sees the world as one big adventure.
He is also laid-back, usually taking nothing seriously from his surroundings or friends. While in serious situations, he shows a calm nature and usually doesn’t take things as deeply sounding as most people make them, often welcoming the challenge. He loves competition, and can become very action oriented when he sees something that he wants to do. When something bores him, he usually goes away, running away from the situation in order to make him scarce or to go explore something else, never staying in one place for more than a few minutes. He is also quite the narcissist and can be quite cynical at times, especially towards enemies. He is also impatient, and doesn’t like staying in one place for too long, usually complaining about his boredom.
It’s very hard to predict what he is thinking, often having a fresh take on life and a smile on his face with his confidence usually brimming. He has a knack for quick-witted planning and making things up as he goes along. Usually, he is willing to try anything once and sometimes no times at all (especially icky food). He is capable of handling mature conversations, and in very serious situations is able to become glued to the details that need to be considered or not, only preferring not to. He hates oppressive natures, and definitely hates injustice; liking to give everyone a chance to change. He also hates “pure evil” within those who have no complications between hurting innocent people and killing those that are on the sidelines, this however means he will never kill a person, no matter how evil.
Lastly, although he isn’t an exceptionally durable individual, he has an exceptionally high will-power. Not, caring how most people take what he is doing, even his friends; as he does what he sees as right going past all the complaints and ineffective banter. He is also joyous in situations of flirting and isn’t one to have his hopes dash under the details that “he is too young”, though he isn’t lecherous and can and has been a complete gentleman to ladies before.
He has a strong love for running, and parkour(free-running) which are two of his favorite things to accomplish giving him his naturally high reflexes and flexible nature. He loves and values his own freedoms, and locking those freedoms away only makes him want them more.
Abilities/Attributes:
Hayai is a powerful samurai, bred from the land of Iron as a user of a kenjutsu known as "Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu" or "Ultrasonic Flying Honored Sword". A style that is known for it's ability of defense, speed and battojutsu. Hayai is in turn an expert user of this style, learning many techniques of the style and gaining knowledge towards the use of the skills in combat. As a result, he is also the next master of the style after his father, Kyoufu, his master and someone he has yet to defeat in combat.
Being from the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu, the style uses incredible amounts of agility and speed in order to fight against opponents. One of the most well-known abilities of the style is called, "God-Speed" or "Shinsoku" which is a speed which has been bred within the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu. Due to his love of moving and speed he learned this skill and mastered it at a young age and was capable of doing the skill at fourteen (and trained it to move at even higher speeds, to the point of having supersonic movement). Due to this he has supersonic reactions as well capable of easily dispatching multiple opponents before they knew what happened.
Due to Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu also being known for it's battoujutsu he is also extremely skilled in the art of drawing and is capable of attacking with lightning fast sword strikes enough to make many opponents think twice about attacking with their limbs in close-combat as they could be cut-off in an instant. A trick he loves to use is cutting an object into two halves perfectly, making it seem as if it wasn't cut at all until he sheathes his sword or someone touches it. Hayai also knows how to use battoujutsu without a sword sheathe making him proficient in using wooden swords and objects of a sword-like essence around him.
Hayai is also a crafty user of his sword and is something of a trash talker towards opponents that he isn't serious against. He is also rarely serious and thus doesn't show killing intent in combat too often, lest someone make him angry which also rarely happens due to his natural disposition of life and freedom. He does however take pride in his skill as a swordsman and loves competition in the form of strong opponents.
Some weaknesses of his style are the factors of him not using the armor of which most samurai wear along with his father who also chooses to go without armor in battle. His small body in comparison to others also makes him more susceptible to damage from blunt attacks making it a variable in battle that he must keep his eye on. Due to him also shunning the ways of the chakra sabre skills, he only knows how to coat his sword or sword-like weapon in chakra though not create different shape-shifting weapons. He also does not have great physical strength, instead relying on the form and extension of his battojutsu which magnifies the power of his sword strikes enough to cut through objects of wood or stone with ease. He also cannot fight without a sword, and usually decides to dodge using his shinsoku and extreme speed to dodge the opponent until he finds a weapon.
History:
A young man born under the strict conduct of a father with infamy and a life of battle and a mother who was in a rare case, a swordsmith. His father being the seventh head of the Hiten Mitsurugi, he was a prominent man with a vast amount of sword skill and power with his weapon. Thanks to his life style, he has bred a successor easily in which Hayai would become that successor.
As a kid, Hayai was often someone with an insatiable appetite for adventure and action. He always took on his tasks of training with a smile and would often want to go with his father on adventures. He usually caused trouble or went on his own little quests with his friends. Though he also practiced running and moving and wanted to become a master of the Hiten Mitsurugi-ryu. His overzealous nature made his father proud though a bit worried and his mother would often punish him for his knack of getting into trouble.
Growing up he became a strong young man, beginning to reach the ability to finally grasp the skills of the Hiten Mitsurugi had made him a bit too confident. He would always duel against his father using bokken showing a reckless streak and often having to learn from his mistakes. Though he always had a positive. His friends often commented on his ability to affect others with his cool and happy nature. Though some said that he was a bit crazy thanks to his streak to get into fierce competition. He had also mastered the 'Shinsoku' at a young age, an advanced but effective skill in combat.
He would grow as a teenager and master several of the Hiten Mitsurugi style. However, he would grow tired of his village and want to travel. After one last fight with his father, he took it to himself to face him one last time. His father wanted to gauge his son's strength in combat. Seeing it as "incredible", his father commented to his wife that his son would one day become something great and if he survived in this world definitely would become the next Hiten Mitsurugi master, maybe even the youngest. His mother would only smile, as he decided to move on, and go out into the world to travel.
He was given his father's first Meitou which was made by his mother, Doushi.
RP Sample:
"But yeah... you know, we could have a bit of fun together, anytime you want to..." The woman's cheeks began to swell a bit due to the blushing pinkish red, it was seen she was quite taken from his word play. His arms would shrug as his hand would sway showing his keen interest. "Or maybe the hot-springs would be a good place to go... we could take care of one another and get to work?" As always someone who loved a challenge, a cute girl in his eyesight, he just had to talk to her after all.
"W-well..." The woman would say as she chuckled beneath her lips, placing her hands across her cheeks. "I don't know if I can..." She would say, her eyes closing as she looked away. She giggled a bit but Hayai would on snuff his nose, smiling widely. "Oh I see... don't be so shy, we can have fun if you wish, I-" The conversation was broken with a loud boom, breaking the table in half with a large iron mechanized hand. Hayai would watch for a moment, the figure standing to the side of him.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing with my woman, bitch?" Hayai would blink, his eyebrows lowering as one arose he looked to the guy with a smirk. The woman looked at the man in terror, she was scared, afraid. "You got anything to say for this disrespect of me, the great "Mech Arm" Guudon?!" Hayai would watch him with his face seemingly going into shock, but completely going into straight laughter after three seconds. Four men would move into the building from the outside looking at the spectacle, everyone stopped for a moment to see this situation. "You dare laugh at the strongest bandit leader in the world, bitch?!"
Hayai's hands were on his stomach, as he rubbed his eye from the tears forming through the crazy laughing. "I'm sorry guy..." His lips whistled as he patted his chest. "I just never heard of a guy who uses his name in the first person, and I've never seen such a stupid looking guy doing it either!" He patted his leg, as the man would grow angry, a large mark appearing on his forehead showing his anger.
"That's it kid... you're fucking dead!" A ferocious punch came as it crashed into the ground making a large hole from the fist imprint as smoke would come. Hayai would watch from the side.
"Wow, you're really strong... the wind you gave me felt like a breeze, do it again?" All the people around them were either screaming or watching in amazement. Hayai wasn't really affected by this, the man was much bigger than him, the metal of his arm boosted the extreme force of his attack to make a huge impact. But it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. Hayai would be aimed at by another punch with this man's giant fist doing a quick step to the side to dodge once more. The man began rushing with a huge scream. Hayai started to move backwards, goading him with pats against his cheek. "Come and get it boy, you know you want me, come on!" The man rushed and would seemingly catch Hayai as he went through the building, growling the broken wooden wall smoking as the man grinned.
"Got you there bitch... hehe." The man was surprised at his work as the smoke had started to dissipate slowly he would watch as once more, the smoke was gone and Hayai was no where to be found. "What the?!"
He whistled and tapped on the man's back. "Were you looking for me?" Hayai said with a childish nod, grinning. "You sure are strong mister... but you aren't that fast..." He 'tsked" the man's anger would begin to grow more, Hayai's childishness only growing more as well. A turning fist would be executed as the man screamed, breaking another piece of the wall, Hayai dodged as if he had been turned into an afterthought with his speed showing through such a quick and reflexive movement.
"Men, get that kid!!!" He stomped his foot against the ground as he began to scream. Hayai would appear right in the middle of the building. His hands were in his pockets with a large smile on his face. The men would begin to uncover their own weapons, and be ready to go against him. They all seemed loyal towards this guy named "Gyuudon", was he really that big of a deal? "Now we're gonna kick your ass little twerp!" One of the men said, the leader joining as he watched, smirking. "Kill him, make him an example of why you don't want to mess with the Gyuudon Gang!" They would all charge as Hayai looked back and forth quickly, his hands going into his pockets as his weapon jiggled in its sash.
"OK, then..." Like slow motion, his eyes didn't even need to be open, showing off his confidence. Beginning with the movement of his head and body, a left right combination of blows in quick succession to two of the members, and then a thrust motion from another in which Hayai would only dodge once more with a rotating shift of his upper body. However, the leader would smash both his fists into the ground, in which Hayai would use a powerful flip in order to land on one of the pillars at the top of building structure. "Wow, you need so many people to kill one kid, how lame!" He laughed, which would only anger the group. Gyuudon's arm would open to show a barrel of spikes.
"Taste this!" Hayai would open his eyes widely leaping as the spikes hit against the pillar holding the very foundation of the place. He would leap off a wall and slide against the ground. The tumbling of the entire building starting to break away as people left inside started to move. Hayai would look back as someone fell right behind him. His eyes looked back as he clicked his teeth, the ever reckless Gyuudon going into him crashing him through the wall as it threw both him and the person back. Hayai being thrown would grasp the person, who was also Gyuudon's "woman" holding her tightly as he fell towards the ground. "Refit boys!" With a catridge they would place another one of the "ammunition's" to use for combative purposes.
Hayai would be on the other side of the gun of which he had no choice to. He would slowly stand as the woman fled away. Hayai gripped his fists. "You saw that your woman was in trouble and you did nothing about it but use her or your own goals?" Hayai said, he wasn't scared of the weapon. The man had only laughed. "She's just another bitch, a bitch I can get because i have the power I am..." Hayai's stance would drop a bit as he stared at the weapon, his body and reactions in the unseen. "I'm the king around these parts... you're just a little mouse." Hayai said nothing as the weapon seemingly was shot, hitting against the ground with the spiked weapons piercing through the ground cleanly. However, Hayai was no where to be seen.
"Art of Sword Drawing..." He said, as the man stood with a deep gash in his chest, though it wasn't a sword mark. A huge bruise covered where Hayai had attacked. "Battojutsu..." Beginning to move his hand against the weapon, he slipped it into his pouch, this man would only fall towards the ground, releasing foam from his mouth. "A man that rules by fear is scum, a man that attacks innocent people is more than scum." A group of people clapped their hands as the gang yelled "BOSS!" running to his aide. Hands would begin clapping as Hayai looked towards the men. "He'll be fine, I only bruised um, he will have some internal bleeding and broken bones, but a big body like that can survive it." Hayai smirked, he watched the woman run back to him kissing his cheek.
"Thank you for saving me!" She hugged him, her chest pushing in his head, as Hayai laughed. "Easy, easy... don't need to suffocate, ya know!" Hayai said, as he began to grasp her towards his hip. "Now how about our date, you and me?" He asked in a slim voice, she would nod. "You bet!" She'd say.