[Training] The Sparring Birds In The Trap

Siegfried · 1 [Training] The Sparring Birds In The Trap Tue Jun 27, 2017 8:01 pm

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Within the underwater city of Gubo, lies a field, acres upon acres of infertile land, situated in the city's developing area. It was pretty much the construction site for the next series of chapels, hospitals and small clinics within the Kingdom, however, on this day, it'd be the hang out spot for the Songbird pirates. Surrounding the men in a ring, spanning about thirty-meters, Junbei stood in the centre of the circle, dressed with the following. On his raw skin, covered neither by his kimono or combat jacket, was his tonfa skin tight titanium body chainmail, which carried several holsters across the Yonko's body, to vessel his cursed and Germa technology driven weapons. This covered the back and front chest, down to the shoulder area, as well as, the lower body of the Yonko. Though, the titanium wasn't as thick, being it chainmail, it was still strong enough to take a punch or slash or two, due to the tightly forged knots. Standing upright, at a height of 6'2, the Yonko grinned as his men look on. "Sorry for asking you to do this Magnus. It's just... My bodies gotten a little rusty over the years. I've been pretty much reliant on my Fruit's tangibility quality. If I'm going to use these bad boys, I'm going to have to get the feel for fighting 'whole' again." Junbei concluded grinning.

"Oi. Is that new guy nuts!? He's going to take on Captain one on one?" one of the Songbird grunts commented, shining his pistols barrels as he watched on. The crewmate, stoked at the event, turned to the man shining his gun and exclaimed, "MAN! It's been awhile since Capt' really got into it huh!? Almost a year now since we all joined him on Lotus." the grunt exclaimed grinning, shining his white teeth and blonde hair. "I watched him fight during the conflict... He's not a pushover. If Captain doesn't watch himself, he might just get bitten by that little wolf." the grunt concluded, pressing his stomach onto the wet stone floor, watching on, kicking his feet.

Reaching at his waist, Junbei removed his Blitz Sticks, "I think I'll start with these." the Songbird thought, raising weapons to his chest. Placing his right and left feet directly in line with each other, Junbei turned his right elbow outward, pointing toward's Magnus direction, keeping a low guard with the left tonfa, right below his breast-cage. "Alright. The rules. This is a spar. I don't mind rough play... but at the same time, it's about growing with each other." Junbei stated. "Around us is a ring of our crewmates, to represent unity. If you step outside of or touch the ring, you loose. And you'll have to do 10.000 Push Ups by dinner, Rishi Rishi. You're free to use whatever weapons you want. I'm not really good on restrictions." Junbei concluded. Charging his tonfa full of electricity, Junbei maintained his stance as the pulsating electricity. Pushing off of his left foot, the Yonko begun his charge, his body turned inward as he motioned towards Magnus, maintaining his stance, his speed was Tier 2 and the distance was twenty-eight meters, two meters trailed after activating his electrical jolt.

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Enyeto · 2 Re: [Training] The Sparring Birds In The Trap Tue Jun 27, 2017 9:23 pm

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The event of docking in Gubo’s port was something that would have a lasting effect on Magnus Christopher Dayne. The Cursed Blacksmith only made his way into the underground portion of Gubo after he was checked out by Junbei’s Doctor. Fortunately for Magnus, he was only suffering from a slight fracture of his collarbone. This would hinder him somewhat, but he could easily handle it with ease. On top of the small fracture, he had got a couple of stitches from the doctor as well. The Wolf Zoan had bitten straight into his flesh, but the damage could’ve been a hell of a lot worse. But Junbei had request a little sparring match, which brought him to this vast wasteland. Obviously it wasn’t a wasteland, but the government of Gubo was supposedly using the area for construction of numerous buildings for the community.

Magnus arrived with Junbei von Echo and the rest of the Songbird crew, who took up places in a large circle around the duo. But Magnus didn’t come alone; he brought a new friend that went by the name of Reynard Greymark. The fox minkmen stood next to the grunt that was cleaning his weapon, and he was holding the Longpaw blade of Magnus’ in his hands. “I think, that is acceptable. The recent bout with that man Sigurd really got me worried about my fighting.” Magnus would signal for the fox to come to him. Instantly Reynard would move from the grunt side only to stick his pink tongue out at him for making that comment about Magnus being nuts. He jogged over to present the blade to his master. Magnus pulled the blade free from the sheath and waved Reynard back into the boundary circle. Taking his left arm out of his cloth sling, the Cursed Blacksmith tested the weight in both hands only to find out that his left was going to be a bit stiff. The stitches would hold if he didn’t take any direct hits to it, but he placed Longpaw back into his right hand and gave it a couple test swings to figure out how exactly his left arm would hinder him.

When Junbei spoke out about starting with these tonfa, Magnus only smirked as he held his blade out in his hand. “Fenrir; I would like the hybrid form please.” Obviously everyone around him would be confused on who he was talking too. Until the blade seemed to move like it was alive just before the edges of the blade began to ripple and formed saw-like edges all the way down both sides of the blade only to stop two inches away from the handle; this would ultimately shock a lot of people because the blade itself almost seemed alive. “I agree to your terms, Junbei. I lost my shield in the bout with Sigurd; but I think, Fenrir and I can give ya a run for your money.” Magnus slightly adjusted his stances to place his right side of his body facing The Red King providing a smaller target and to cover his injured shoulder.

The movement of The Red King brought out a little yell from the crowd, “Come on, Sir! You better make this a good fight to watch!” The white fox minkmen could only snicker when he brought his Master’s attention to him and let Junbei close the distance rather quickly before coming onto the offensive. Magnus snapped his head back towards the fight only to jump and roll out of the way of the charging Red King. Now in a kneeling position, Magnus would slash his blade in the air to shot a purple flying slash attack that was formed out of pure air. The purple blade of wind would cover ten meters at tier 2 speeds and cover a length of 46 inches horizontally.

Standing back upright, Magnus would think about how he could make up the difference in power levels, and he kept coming back to that ritual he performed back in Alabasta before his voyage to Junbei’s Island. The ritual had given him a great gift and boost in power, but he didn’t like the drawbacks to the fire based mode. Magnus would keep an ever watchful eye on his opponent. He knew that the charge was only a first move made by Junbei. He had seen him fight at the port of Gubo. He was holding back some of his power, which would make Magnus think he would need to force his hand even more.

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Siegfried · 3 Re: [Training] The Sparring Birds In The Trap Mon Jul 03, 2017 4:07 am

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A grin shot across the face of the Yonko's face, increasing his motion, the Auburn Songbird trailed forward against the Cursed Blacksmith at a Devilish rate, kicking up speeds once his stride was in motion around twenty-five meter mark, moments before the wind blade was fired off from his stead. Leading with his left foot, keeping his right tonfa outward to strike, now charged full of electricity, much like a speeding locomotive, Junbei's movements advanced to speeds of a speeding bullet(Tier 4), creating a slight blur to all those in attendance within the circle. Meaning in an instant, the wind blade which now travelled towards Junbei at around chest level, moving at Tier 2 speeds simply broke as the Titanium bodied Yonko was now merely, six meters away from the Blacksmith. Electricity pulsating off the primed Apollo, his momentum was stopped none by the wind blade's girth, if not anything, it added to the Gusto of a fair jab being exchanged between two notable competitors. It was at this distance that the next move would be contested in seconds, he hadn't returned to his old form but it was as if a blood raised hound had got his first lick of sweet crimson liquor in ages, as the man's Royal Purple eyes shone strong, if Magnus had reacted to his shattering wind blade by moving in any direction other than his current position, the Yonko would lean back, at this six meter mark, keeping his eyes locked onto the man's movements. Once these movements were well perceived, he'd click onto the end of his tonfa's grip, activating the button like mechanism, firing off a blast of air, in a bullet shape form towards the Blacksmith's ribcage, moving at Tier 4 speeds, and with enough force to partially destroy steel, as the smooth air bullet cladded lighting would usurp the motion, binding the man to an electrical bed, motionless, where the Songbird would plot his next move, if not contested.

However, if the man had remained sentinel, then the Yonko's speed would increase to Speed of Sound like movements, re-directing his right arm towards the man's shoulder, lashing an electrical baton, with enough force to partially damage steel. This in itself was indeed a feint, as his left hand would switch from guard to onslaught and vice versa to defence for his right, swinging downwards towards his kneecap, breaking his stance. Charged filled with electricity, either attempted if successful or properly contested would render his opponent, surging filled with electricity, enough to put a hold on his actions, or so Junbei had hoped. Every motion was a blood rush to the Von Burg bastard heir, he'd remember his days on Karate Island after first getting a hang of the tonfa, their weakness and imperfection becoming the jewels that'd elevate him to the level of supremacy that'd he'd established for himself, never pretentious, constantly observing the man's reactions, brave in heart and swift in movements towards change. Neither situation could've played out but even so, he'd continue with his own speed of sound advance, lashing at the ribcage area in hot pursuit of strike, end game to float pass the Blacksmith, appearing at his hind like a ghost in the night.

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