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Post by caliga on Jan 15, 2010 14:53:50 GMT -5
Caliga landed and move her right foot deep into his stomach gut. Instantly using it to hold her weight while moving her left leg up to strike his face again in an upwards thrust, the move in general was a back flip-like motion as she back flipped backwards, onto her legs with a gab between her and Laughing Hyena, tiny trickle of blood was sighted from her wound he gave her as she touched a bit of blood and tasted it.
"Nice Blow...Good to know you know what your doing."
She was very highly alert about him now, no more talking, no more games, until the fun was over...
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Post by jigsaw on Jan 17, 2010 9:01:51 GMT -5
Jigsaw watched from afar, he was clad in his usual white suit with a black dress shirt. The suit jacket carefully hiding his holstered firearms. Walking up to them he smirked and quipped in his thick Italian-American accent.
"Aww.. Can't you kids play nice jus' fer once? Or are ya' a coupl'a fugazi's who can't act professional?"
He walked out from the shadows, his heavily scarred face quite unnerving and his voice had an odd croaky sound to it, almost like he was in some type of constant pain. He strolled up to the two and tilted his head to the side, looking at the quite odd looking two. He had heard the man's accent and decided he would play up his cocky self.
"And you, fighting? I thought you types ran wit'cha' tail between ya' legs."
He had quite a cocky air about him, typical of those guido mafia types.
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Post by hyena on Jan 17, 2010 21:10:29 GMT -5
In an instant Caliga was down and kicking him in the stomach, raising his body couple of inch off the floor, as the sound of pain burst out of his mouth. Sebastian wanted to say mercy, but he couldn't just give up he had to fight her and find a way to win. But before he could say a word her foot came rushing towards his face as she did a back flip. He didn't have time to admire her spin, as his body just flew backwards onto more waiting chairs in the airport lobby. Sebastian's arms spread out, his legs tangled underneath and the taste of blood behind his mask. When he could hear an unfamiliar voice coming from afar.
An Italian accents man started approaching them, but Hyena couldn't see very well after the blow. He only hope this would slow down Caliga so he can regain strength. So Hyena just sat there waiting to get a better view of this unknown foe or ally.
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Post by caliga on Jan 21, 2010 13:17:10 GMT -5
Caliga landed gracefully down and returned to her original fighting posture when she heard someone beyond the mist, some nauseating, high-spirited Italian hybrid wanting to sound his high ego'ed horn.
She glared at his direction as she spotted his shadow come out of the mist to reveal his true self.
She stylishly maneuvered her knifes till the blades were concealed by her skin, hidden behind. She smirked to herself the cliché of this scenario. She spoke in a mocking kind of voice.
"What is this? The reunion of international criminals?"
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Post by jigsaw on Jan 21, 2010 18:15:55 GMT -5
Jigsaw smirked at the woman's remark, he wasn't a criminal in his eyes; simply a businessman. He straightened out his suit with a cocky tilt to his neck and quickly replied. "To me just looks like two fuckin' amateurs, you know the blue boys gonna be on this place in a few minutes? You mooks are fucked if they sent in the SWAT after ya' Nice knowin' ya... Miss Creepy bitch and Mister Homoerotic costume. Now, you can either follow me.. Ol' trustworthy Jigsaw, or get fuckin' perforated by those pigs that will arrive soon enough. Time is money."
Jigsaw smirked, his heavily scarred face showing great ego and cockyness in his mannerisms, typical guy from Little Sicily, New York. He took a few looks at the two and wondered if he could take them in a fight if things got ugly.
"Now, there been a disturbance 'cause my boy got caught in customs, this benefits all of us now seeing as cops gonna be on this place either way. My capo is in an interrogation room with $2000 worth of Tijuana nose candy shoved halfway up his fuckin' colon, he sure as shit gave me away when asked so it's in my best interests to get my ass out."
He explained in a slightly concerned manner, all the while still speaking in his obnoxious Italian-American, New York accent.
(OOC: Yes, I realized I swore a lot in that post, but in the Punisher movie Jigsaw is vulgar and disgusting so it fits for the character. Not to mention he's a guido mafia type.)
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Post by hyena on Jan 26, 2010 16:47:35 GMT -5
(ooc: it's all good)
Hyena laid there, beat up against some chairs, happy she didn't come back for more. It was a good thing because he needed a few minute to recuperate.
Dusting himself off still sitting on the floor, the new guy just blabbered about some idiot caught at customs. Not many mafioso's in France, so Hyena wasn't to familiar with the lingo, but none the less he took this time to try and figure out what was his next plan of action. Is this man a friend or foe? still a question on his mind. But see as he stopped the fight with the women, he might just be his exit out of here, it was worth a shot.
As Hyena pushed himself back to his feet he said "So puzzle face! what's in it for us? you took the time to stop this fight when you could have use it to distract the cops for your plan, so what is it you want?" as he turned back to look at Caliga making sure she was interested in the answer also and not about to re-kick his ass.
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Post by caliga on Jan 28, 2010 11:24:26 GMT -5
Caliga had little interest in this new guy, he was just a huge ego, and the marks on his face obviously expressed that he barely made it out of situations alive.
"I have no interest of getting my hands dirty for a human jigsaw, obviously by your marks your bark is worse than your bite. Just put yourself down."
Proceeding to her bags she picked two of the heavy ones at the Laughing Hyena
"Catch...You can help me pack them in our own taxi...And if your really good i'll let you live and give you one of my precious daggers."
She spoke in a mocking lustful tone to get his attention as she picked up some baggage for herself.
"For someone pleading for 'amateurs' like us to help you makes you obviously worthless."
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Post by jigsaw on Jan 28, 2010 12:15:40 GMT -5
Jigsaw glared with his one good eye, his scars were a huge sore point for him when someone makes fun of them. He growled in his thick Italian American accent. "I'll have you know I got these scars from Punisher, how many fuckin' people you know survive a fight with him. Thank you, sit down and shut the fuck up, do me and frenchy here a favour." Jigsaw said smarmily, he rarely snaps but any mention of Punisher messing up his face into a patchwork of scars makes him flip out, he's been known to murder people on the fly for doing just that.
He cooled himself down and then stared at the two again, they truly were amateurs in his eyes, he saw them as pathetic for starting a fight in plain sight of police. Jigsaw tilted his sight to her again after. "Pleading, you know Punisher is gonna come after you too after right? You think you're gonna be as lucky as me? Fuck no! He'll slaughter the both of you." Jigsaw happened to use Punisher as a good way to sway things in his further, most criminals in New York lived in fear of him due to the horrific torture he gives people.
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Post by caliga on Mar 2, 2010 9:39:25 GMT -5
Caliga listened as her eyebrow raised with a sarcastic and unamused look. Still she waited for him to finish to humor his ego before she attempted to break it again.
"Obviously the punisher doesn't do a good a job...Your still here. Not that i'd brag about you surviving, someone probably had to assemble you with barbed wire rather than stitches...Then again, kinda looks like a six year old played dot to dot with your face. Your not fighter so i suggest you put your ego away and go home. As for your punisher...I love a challenge, i'm sure we'll find some common ground to share when we meet."
She mocked before calling to the Hyena
"Come with me, Theres enough cars for the picking. We shouldn't dawdle as the 'authorities' arrive to witness a spectacular empty and well painted red."
She picked up her stuff and moved elegantly out towards the exit to the carpark.
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