- Middle Part 2:
Task Name: The Corrupt Commodore: The Villian with the Coat Marked "Justice"
Tier: III
NPC or PC: NPC
Location: Lvneel
Crew, Team, or Personal: Team/Crew
Description: Whether the team was able to intercept the message to the second contact or not means only a moment or two of observation of the second contact anyway. He soon learns of your presence and to your surprise he bares the insignia of a Navy Commodore! That's right, someone's got their hands in the cookie jar and the last thing he wants is for your goodie-two shoes brigade to go fucking with what he's got going on! Make sure to secure couriered weapon before he uses it himself
Enemy Details: Commodore Salazar is the second contact and he is known not only for his ruthlessness, but his prowess in battle! He, and his crew, are prepared to erase you from existence, aided by the fact that this is an undocumented mission and thus unable to be traced back to him. The weapon has turned out to be a devil fruit. Do not let him use it.- (1) T3 Navy Commodore
- (1) T2 Commander
- (10) T0 Navy Grunts
- Boss:
- Boss Name: Commodore Salazar
Tier: III
Description: Known for his use of a pole arm fighting style and a savage use of armament haki, Salazar is a blitzkrieg fighter, and will charge you through if you let him.
Devil Fruit: N/A
Haki Aura: Stardust Haki
Equipment: T3 Glaive
Specs: 4 - Melee Weaponry DF - Hand to Hand
- (1) T3 Navy Commodore
From Revs With Love
Arc Name: From Revolutionaries With Love
Arc Tier: IV
Arc Link: From Revs With Love
Word Count (Total): 976
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She sucked in her cheeks before rolling up her shorts, so she could have a better view of the damage, or the possibility of any. Sure enough, the brown pecan skin of her right thigh was pierced, dotted with ugly red splotches, streaked with peeling skin. She let out an exasperated sigh, as she gently traced one index finger along a trail of mottled skin on the opposite arm. It stung, and she was now highly displeased. She’d only just yesterday bought the cutest little lemondrop-yellow dress: short, with a black lace overskirt, a sweetheart neckline, and absolutely nothing in the way of sleeves. She couldn’t wear that with a bandaged leg, not by Saturday, anyway. An indignant look came over her, and she shook her head defiantly, to no-one in particular except herself. No. No way. No way in hell was she going to let a stupid fall keep her from wearing that dress. All she needed to do was…was…was something she wasn’t quite sure of for the moment. She considered this for a second before coming up with a solution so obvious, she hadn’t the foggiest idea why she hadn’t thought of it earlier.
She looked upward and held her gaze over the officer before her. He was handsome, older, salt and pepper haired though cropped as it was on all sides. His face held the lines of years past and the battle scars of a man could easily warrant a retirement but would never agree to it. He was not tall of stature, nor broad backed but he still no less held and aire of importance that no other in under his voice seemed to quite match up.
"Well, it's my lucky day. Seems the boys in blue are here to save me."
"Missy, you in tha wrong stretch of woods right now? What are you doing here?"
"Hmm...wondering that about you and your boys...You wouldn't be aiding and abetting arm's dealers would you? I've heard the Navy weren't the cleanest tools in the shed but... damn a Commodore?"
A fist plowed into her belly and she almost lost the ability to see straight. She dropped to her knees, trying to regain the ability to both breath and stop herself from puking. Okay, insulting the men who've got you hostage... not the greatest idea she'd ever had. Still, she had to get her self out of this. There were 12 men around her by her count. Many of them, judging by their chi, weren't much to worry about but there was still power in numbers. She could make reduce the numbers but there would still be a serious two on one fight that she wasn't sure she was ready for with an bullet hole in one leg.
"Why....are you doing this?" Good. Keep em talking.
Her arms were really aching. She needed a medical treatment, no doubt about it. Only, in typical Rei-Rei fashion, she hadn’t thought to bring a single person along with her. Still, it was worth a try to see if she had anything on her. Alas, after much visual exploration, she found that all she had was a few beli notes stuffed into one of her short-short pockets, her den den jammed into the other pocket, and a lip balm, a rubber band, two paperclips and some scotch-tape, all having been haphazardly thrown into the pockets of her coat at one point or another, only to have been forgotten not too much later. They at least hadn't discovered her hidden blades. For anything else, well, She’d just have to look around then, that was all. She glanced around her, in search of something that seemed could help her out of this situation. After a moment, she found her target : the blond-haired boy she was chasing only seemed half-certain that if he stayed right where he was, he'd remain invisible to everyone around him. Who was this kid? He was clearly afraid and not sure what to do. Also, he was holding.... the package. She could see it closer now... it looked sort of like a...fruit.
"Why would I tell you that? If you're after this devil fruit then you must be working with the Revolutionary Army... ohh, don't look so surprised, I'm a Commodore of the Navy. Of course I know about them... what I don't know is why they'd send a little girl to retrieve their precious fruit for them."
The man placed a full palm on the devil fruit in the boy's hand and raised it to his mouth. Fuck! No more time to play the victim it seemed! She opened her eyes and sent her energy through the entire field of men. She could feel the bodies around her go rigid and stiff, some falling over, some without even the mobility to do that.
“Hey there, cowboy…umm, you wouldn't wanna share a bit with a girl, would you?”
The Commodore looked in shock as his men all hit the ground one after another, falling over, kicking their feet or their arms but never both. Both the Commodore and his right hand man seemed to still have their mobility. Fuck. She'd only been able to subdue their henchmen. The Commodore looked as though he couldn't quite decide what to do? He had a second of lifting the fruit closer to his mouth...
"You eat that fruit and I'll have to lop off that handsome head of yours... don't be stupid, Commodore!"
A scowl came over his brow and he placed the fruit back into the palms of the terrified boy who apparently wasn't locked into a immobilized pose either but just his own fear. The Commodore stepped forward, taking a long rod from his first mate and pitting them both side by side against her kneeling fram.
"You little bitch... you're going to regret those words."
- Techs Used:
Stamina: 455 - 45 (T3 Tech) = 405
Skill Tier 3
Skill Name: Ground Zero
Skill Type: Hand to Hand
Skill Range: 5m
Skill Cooldown&Duration: 5|Instant
Skill Description: The Chi Blocker must be be able to keep a fight within a specific range in order to make the most of their abilities. This technique, showcasing a Blockers ability to close that small gap between them and an opponent quickly, keeps the enemy from widening that game. With Ground Zero, the user sends out of a wave of chi in all directions with a 5m radius, causing up to (1) T3 PC or (2) T2 PCs in the zone to become rigid and stiff, immobilizing a part of their body to effectively weaken their abilities to evade attacks. Anyone caught in this wave of light blue aura will have the option of experiencing paralysis in either their upper or lower body [upper body - arms, lower body -legs]. This technique will only affect tier 3 and under. This technique will last for two posts.