Underground Cage Fights (Open)

[cable]

cable smiled well things were getting interesting but he had no plans on annoying the Japanese any more than he had this week. There spy on his island had defect to his side. He had moved his whole family over there and cable knew a lot of people would be angry at that. so he thought that maybe he should not push he luck any more with them. "faith he is a good man or will be in time. we can finesh this talk later but i have my own task to complete. I will see you in class next week. There should be some new students so i will be looking to you or max to take the lead. I can see grate things for you but our talk is not over yet."

he floated up leavel with the roof of the building faith was only a few seconds behind. "Sunfire i word to the wise if she get hurt i think you will have her father to deal with and that is something you dont want be careful with her." with that he started to fly off heading towards the school as fast as he could. He just hoped faith would work it all out sooner than later.

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[molkaice]

The moment of truth had come, or at least for him to tell as much as he could. Shiro needed to explain himself to avoid any misunderstandings and if possible gain an ally. He turned to the female taking Cable's words in, if the self proclaimed god recognized her father he must be a man of great skill. watching as he took to the skies the government operative returned his attention to the young woman standing in front of him. "My codename is Sunfire, at this time i cannot tell you my name. I've been tasked by my government to act as a intermediary between Japan and the United States intelligence community." Hoping she understood why he could only provide broad generalizations Shiro thought of information he could share with his companion. "I currently working for an experimental organization that would deal with international mutant relations. We're basing this model off of the X-men based in the United States. We view mutants as needing a government body overseeing they're interest. The goal is to collect tolerant representatives from nations across the globe that look out for mutant interest," taking a breath to continue the explanation the flame wielder resumed " due to our recent implementation no exact title has been decided upon. I am currently performing in trials to be taken as a representative of the Japan." After finishing his short speech, Shiro began walking to the ledge overlooking the underground fighting bars entrance. Shifting his vision to Infrared, he waited for the heat signatures he viewed in the locked room prior to his exit. Thanks to cable the proceedings were most likely halted when the bidders noticed silence in the bar/ring. This would make the rest of his job simple if they were unsuspecting of any threat. throwing one last statement over his shoulder the foreign national could only hope for a good reaction. "I would like your assistance in this operation, and if all goes well possibly in the future however I would need to know at least some general information name, abilities, or any possible problems that may occur if we work together. Essentially a brief bio of need to know info to streamline the team up process." Shrugging his shoulders the young man noticed slow movement in the building from the direction of the backroom toward the entrance/exit, Shiro watched as the patrons started to leave the building. Apparently the goods (contraband, slaves, arms) weren't held at this site, that would mean he would have to gently ask, abduct and mildly beat, the information out of one of the patrons. He instantly marked the man with the largest heat signature approaching the door, his importance must be great to have so many different bodies surrounding him. The super powered agent had to assume they were body guards and hopefully normal cronies, he really didn't want to deal with super powered help. Regardless of their skill with some help it would be a simple snatch and grab, but if forced Shiro was confident he could take care of the rest of this operation himself. Turning his gaze to the young woman Shiro awaited her answer.

[lycan]

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Faith stood there and listened to him talk. The name Sunfire meant next to nothing to her, and his self proclaimed announcement at working for his government only made her uneasy. Cable leaving only confirmed that he knew something he isn’t telling, but she decided to let it go. She didn’t trust him as far as she could throw him, and she could throw him pretty far. She watched him carefully as he walked over to the edge and looked down, and she heard movement in the building they had just vacated. They must have thought that they were done with whatever they were doing in that locked room that couldn’t keep her out. She could have easily sliced through the door and walls like butter with her claws, but that would have given away the fact that she was wanted by her own government just like her father.

"I would like your assistance in this operation, and if all goes well possibly in the future however I would need to know at least some general information name, abilities, or any possible problems that may occur if we work together. Essentially a brief bio of need to know info to streamline the team up process."

The young feral mutant growled softly at the thought of working with a government agent, even if it wasn’t an American one. Before she could react any more, her senses picked up more movement in that room. Her mind was of course going throw the possible outcomes of this proposal, and if she told him her codename she was certain he would recognize her. But a saying stuck out in her mind, and right now it would be wise of her to follow it. ’Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closers… And right now he is an enemy.’ She thought to herself, and nodded her head. She gave a toothy grin that used to send her targets running for the hills, and walked up next to him. ”Okay. I’ll help you. Don’t expect me to tell you a lot about myself. I have my reasons.” She finally answered him and saw a group of five to six men emerge from the building. She sniffed the air, and they seemed to be frightened of something. They knew something was up, and the way they looked they were in great shape. Nothing she couldn’t handle, and her eyes traveled up and down the alley looking for possible hiding spots.

Faith got ready to jump off the edge, but paused right before taking the plunge and looked at Sunfire. ”By the way, you can call me Lycan.” She told him and jumped off the edge. She didn’t even see if he recognized the name or not. She landed softly and with grace in the shadows below, and paused briefly before darting with stealth to another shadow that was closer to the group. Her next move was to dart behind the vehicles parked into the alley, and unsheathe her claws. She swiped at the two tires that where on the same side as she was hiding. She did that for everyone she saw, and they were not going anywhere. She then just as quickly as she extended them, she retracted her claws not knowing or caring if they glinted in the dim lighting of the alley.

Other person talking
Thinking
”Speaking…”

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TIME :: Evening
TAG :: Open
WORDS :: 559
NOTES :: She’ll help, but don’t expect a lot of information from her… And feel free to have at least heard of her somewhere, too.
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Indestructible by Disturbed
CREDIT :: ABBY!!

[molkaice]

The Yoshida clansmen shook his head, he hoped all Americans did not possess such distrusting personalities, obviously gaining her trust was not going to be a simple task likely it was his own secrecy and work that off put her. while the name Lycan was reminiscent of a female mutant in Europe who could transform into a wolfish form, which after seeing her claws in the match between her and cable he was unsure if ti was something she could do. Actually the metal and shape of the claws concerned him and all he could hope for was that it was not what he thought. Shiro hoped to to gleam some information from her to alleviate his fears, but he would take her word that they was a reason for the secrecy. Watching as the young women prevents the groups means of escape and smirking at her skillful approach the Japanese man decided to put himself into action. 6 body guards and one middle aged man of what he thought was power expressed by how he carried himself with authority down the alley. Feeling his feet leave the ground Shiro pushed himself off the ledge soaring toward the concrete ground. Secrecy for Shiro was something for ninja and with his samurai lineage face to dishonorable to follow without direct orders to. Deciding to make his appearance loud Shiro shouted a battle cry as he descended, he could keep the attention of his female partner and aid in a successful sneak attack.
Landing in the behind the muscle bound behemoths, from his feet Shiro shot of line of fire that turned into a wall, exploding in front of the entrance to the fighting arena blocking all access, and cutting off the last place to escape to. Three of the goons turned around to face him two advancing the other staying close to his employer , seemed they were better trained than he originally assumed. Hopefully the three that were maintaining a look out for other attacks were something Faith could handle timely. The goal was to have at least one goon and the employer be in a position to answer some questions, but that did not mean they would not have a few bumps and bruises. As the first guard advanced going for a ground tackle, Westerners and their idea of mixed martial arts, Shiro quickly raised his right leg and dropped it in a devastating axe kick to the crown of the assailants head releasing a small explosion from his heel equal to a stick of dynamite, to say the man was okay was stretching it as he was sent face first into the concrete smoke rising from his motionless form. Not stopping his momentum Shiro then continued with a reverse turning kick with his left leg striking the wary second guards arm used to block his head once again adding explosive force, this time equal to a concussive grenade, breaking his arm launching the man into a spiraling fall similar to bad kung fu movies. Slowly placing his foot on the ground the government agent snapped his pointer finger and thumb then continued walking to the awestruck black market buyer grabbing him by his collar. Assuming he was forgotten the last of the three bodyguards advanced on him deciding to take the chance of his fortune. Shiro continued to ignore the brute focusing on the overdressed unwilling informant who gave him a defiant look "I recommend you answer my questions calmly and with proper respect or," as if to finish his statement for him the brute who's fist was about to meet Asian man's temple and jar, yeah his fist was that big, burst into flames screaming in a voice that would make little girls blush. So far the agent had caused varying degrees of damage to the this mans protection from light, the man wailing on the ground hold his arm bent at a impressive 90 degrees the wrong way and the guy still eating pavement. Give a slight glance at the man covered in second degree burns Shiro returned his gaze to the the man in his hands to check that he had the proper reaction before looking past him at his impromptu partner hopefully he didn't overrate her skills.

[lycan]

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Faith had situated herself into a nearby shadow of the door to the building. The small group of men did not even see her in the shadows. She was taught to attack with little noise, and that the best kill was one of surprise. However the Asian man did not seem to agree with that approach, as he flew downward with a yell. She couldn’t help but rolled her eyes at his tactic, knowing that he perhaps just made this more complicated than needed. She stepped out behind what she thought was the last person to exit the building, and watched what Sunfire was doing out of the corner of her eye. She placed a well aimed kick to the guy’s knee sending him down to match her height, and without hesitation she wrapped her arms around his neck in hold that could prove fatal. Her eyes were cold and calculating as she held the man in her grip, the animal in her urging her to snap his pathetic little neck. She snarled as she fought the urge to do just that, then she remembered that she wasn’t in the lab nor was she under orders. Her father’s face floated in her mind’s eye, and she adjusted her grip on the man. A few seconds later the guy passed out in her sleeper hold, and she dropped him to ground like a sack of potatoes.

The scent of burning flesh reached her nostrils, and she growled a warning as another group of men exited the building and the cars. She snarled rather loudly, and she went to work. Within a few short moments all of them was laying at her feet, moaning and groaning pain as they barely moved. She stood in a stance that was ready for another attack, and one look at her would tell anyone that she was in her element. She knew what she was doing, and she was greatly enjoying this. She was raised in this kind of environment, and it was all she knew. Well this and killing. But she was tired of the killing, sick of it even. She didn’t want to kill anymore, and that was the main reason she left and sought out her father. She was an expensive weapon, one that her government would stop at nothing to get back. She had a feeling that they would even take her back if they ever got their hands on her father. Soon there was only her, Sunfire, and four others.

”I recommend you answer my questions calmly and with proper respect or,”

Faith began to take a step forward to help out the government man, when he put one their fists on fire. She reached the other two, and swiftly knocked them out before the unmistakable sound of a gun firing reached her sensitive ears. Her trained mind knew where it came from, where it was aiming, and she dove in front of the bullet that was aiming for the agent’s back. She grunted as the projectile hit her, and she landed gracefully gripping her stomach. ”You sure have some lovely friends.” She growled at him, and extended her claws before zeroing in on the gunman. Who was of course one of the guys she had beat to a bloody pulp a few minutes earlier. They just thought that they could be sneaky and attack them when they were not looking, but they just did not know who they were up against. She even thought she heard one of them cry over a communication device that they were being attacked by someone who could be related to Wolverine. She turned and snarled at then. ”Try daughter, Bub.” She confirmed for them.

Other person talking
Thinking
”Speaking…”

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TIME :: Evening
TAG :: Open
WORDS :: 620
NOTES :: Don’t underestimate her for your own safety.
STATUS :: Done
LYRICS :: Indestructible by Disturbed
CREDIT :: ABBY!!