Half-Breeds Chapter 1
 

OOC: Alrighty, sorry about the delays, I had a few problems with bugs at my house. Just introduce your character formally here, we'll get into the story soon enough. Feel free to be in any district you want and in any building you want so long as it is appropriate, or you can be in the same place as me if you don't feel creative. I'm not very strict so feel free to make up anything you need to.

IC:
"And the winner of this match is JORNAY!!!!" a loud voice yelled over a roaring crowd. In the middle of all this was a young man standing in the middle of a ring, a far larger and stronger looking man lying on the floor knocked out. "Fool, I'm the best," Jornay commented to the unconscious man as he walked towards a desk and collected a pouch of money and then asked, "Are they any other challenges?"

Shaher walked through a metal detector of a military building. The red light beeped. The sucurity guards came up to him. "Please remove any metallic items you're carrying," said one. With that, Shaher reverted to his Half-Breed form and his wings emerged. "Holy shit," yelled the guards in unison. Before they could move, Shaher leapt into the air and did a backflip, the toe of his steel-toed boot connecting with the guard's face. The guard flew the air and crashed against a wall. Shaher then slapped two more with his wings and socked the last one hard in the nose. The three collapsed to the floor. Shaher walked forward, his face concealed by the black motorcycle helmet. Immediately, 30 soldiers armed with M16s and shotguns appeared. Sheher was unphased. He kicked the shotgun out of a soldier's hands and caught it, firing and killing the man. He kicked off from the ground and manuvered, dodging tons upon tons of gunfire as he proceeded to shoot every human in the room.

Shaher opened the elevator shaft and shot the cable, sending the elevator plunging downward. He spread his wings and flew up, clasping the shotgun in both hands. Shaher reached the top floor, where he exited and found himself in a laboratory. In the center was his target, a large tank filled with fluid, containing ten mutated Half-Breed demons. He flipped a switch, sending 80,000 volts of electricity into the tank. The demons were fried to a crisp. Shaher dropped the gun and kicked a table out of a wiondow. He then flew out and grinned, satisfied and ready to report to Jornay.

"Yes, as a matter of fact there is one other challenge. A young man, Shadokri I believe is his name." the clerk answered as Shadokri walked into sight. "Hello, Jornay. I've been listening to your matches. You sound good." he said, not revealing his blindness.

Jornay turned to this newcomer, "Very well then." After studying this newcomer for a moment he smirked. "This should be a good fight. I'll bet a hundred dollar" He said to the clerk as he walked back to the ring, stopping briefly to say "Hurry up now, I've been waiting for a real fight. I hope for your sake you can provide it."

"heh, like the blind fighting the sighted." he said, placing a million yen note on the counter, taking off his glasses, putting them and his cane on the desk. He then walked to the ring, humming, and sometimes bumping into things.

OOC: Well I wasn't going to insist on the Japanese currency, but if you want to use it, okay by me.

Jornay watched the scene trying to hide his amusement, "So he is blind, well the blind aren't always helpless," he reminded himself as he watched his opponent enter the ring. "Well you already know my name, so what is yours?" Jornay asked as he began to relax his body.

"I am Shadokri Kawamura, and yes, I am blind, but by no means am I helpless. Now are we done with the banter, or shall I bring your face to the dust in this randori later? After the contest, just to show that I bear nothing against you, when you wake up, I will buy you yuzukiri noodles to wake you up." Shadokri said, bowing formally, then taking a Judo stance

Jornay did not look pleased at that bit of overconfidence, "Impressive hearing, as I expected you would have. I shall give you the first attack," Jornay said as he glared at his opponent.

"Please, remove the condescending tone, it is not becoming for a champion on the rise, nor for a man about to fall." Shadokri stated, circling his opponent, inching ever closer, trying to destabilize him. When he felt he was close enough, he stepped forward and rolled Jornay into a tomo-nage throw (ooc: that is where you catch them by the lapels, put your foot in their stomach/groin if you wish serious damage (I opted stomach) and roll backwards.) he then used his backward momentum to roll back onto his feet, at which point he grinned from hearing his opponent land lightly on his feet, unphased, except for a quickened heartbeat. "Now you."

"Very impressive, I gave you the first attack so I could see what you were capable of, now it is my turn," Jornay said as he charged foward with incredible speed, but careful not to exceed what would be possible for a human, preparing to grab hold of Shadokri's throat.

OOC: Do you watch Rorouni Kenshin? Is this guy like, the blind guy of the Jupon Gatana? (Forget his name at the moment)