The Marine that the unfortunate luck to meet the foot of Raphael would find that no matter how hard he tried, he could not seem to breath. That was because Raphael had crushed the mans adams apple. His body would collide with crates that had been positioned on the other side of the street. The two marines blinked at each other and would immediately look back to Raphael. "You dirty Pirate!" They would yell almost instinctually because no one around he besides a pirate would have the nerve to so viciously attack a Marine. Raphael however had no such fear of the Marines. He would hear a woman voice emerge from the obvious crow that had swarmed around them, but Raphael ignored her words. He was to far past the breaking point. Before she could reach them Raphael had moved closer to the two standing Marines and sent a devastating hook to the Marine that was his height. It was aimed at the temple of the man; it would hit its target and knock him into the remaining Marine. They would fly only 3 feet away from Raphael When the woman would reach Raphael he would turn to her and tilt his head upon sight. She had a different air about her something powerful it intrigued him. The remaining Marine would immediately get on his transponder snail and call for the back up that should be near the town if not here already. The remaining marine would quickly stand after doing that and pull out his rifle that had been strapped to his back. "Ok Pirate you're coming with me!" The marine would fire his rifle towards the left leg of Raphael, due to the fact that the woman who had approached him Raphael was distracted and was not paying attention to the Marine and did not realize the bullet that was flying his way.

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Raphael wouldn't notice the blue hair boy come to his aid until the halberd wielding woman would run off to immobilize the remaining marine. The golden eyed pirate would shift his gaze between the two people who jumped into his squabble and wondered why they had done such a thing. He suddenly remembered the words from his Foster Father, the monk, "There are other people like you in this world. They chose their own path and love how they want. You may find yourself within these people." Raphael would turn to the puppy that had been the source of this commotion. Just as the last marine had been immobilized Raphael was picking up the puppy. He would turn back to the two mysterious figures who had jumped into the fray. When the woman suggested that the trio run Raphael would look around and back to the marines figuring that due to this commotion more could be coming. He would have to find somewhere for this puppy to go before handling the reinforcements. "Green..."The young pirate mumbled to himself before following the woman's lead a fleeing the scene. Since she was talking to Raphael and the blue hair boy she figured that the boy was close behind them. As this was happening the group had thinned considerably but people remained and began talking about what they had just witnessed from the dark skinned man and weapon wielding maiden. They had attacked Marines without hesitation. Although the blue haired boy did not do much he was labeled as a cohort in the situation. While running Raphael would see a young woman and man with 3 dogs with them; Raphael would immediately approach them. "Take care of this little guy for me." He would hold the puppy out to them. The couple would look at each other and smile from the warmth heard I. The voice of Raphael even though his words seemed plain. Thy nodded and took the puppy from the arms of Raphael. He would immediately continue behind the woman who might soon change his life.

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The woman had a surprisingly high amount of stamina, because before he could realize it Raphael had been attempting to keep up with the woman. Perhaps it was because he's never had the chance to see a woman swing around such a large halberd with ease, or maybe it was because she without hesitation entered into the fray, or could it have been his male instincts gravitating him towards her. Whatever the case Raphael was interested in both this woman a blue haired boy. As they ran Raphael would pay no attention to the two marines who were tailing them. Due to his training and how he was raised the golden eyed delinquent had no fear in his heart of death or any human being for that matter. The trio would eventually come to a halt. Raphael was slightly breathing heavy while he began to rest his hands on his head. When the woman asked for his name Raphael would stare at her blandly before speaking. "Raphael Vega..." The words would slip out of his mouth in normal circumstances he would have been unnecessarily sarcastic and possibly killed the conversation before it could start. It wasn't that he was rude, it was something completely different. He didn't really understand people cause he was not used to interacting with them.

"What is yours?"

"Don't move!!"

Raphael's words would be immediately followed by that of a demanding marine. The man was tall and was some kind of senior officer due to his obvious out of standard marine stripped shirt that was unbottoned to the point his entire best was showing. What was more perplexing was the man green Afro. The Afro itself was not large in size but one would think that the vibrant green was not the mans natural hair color of course Raphael had not seen many people in his life time so he could not confirm if it was natural or not. The other marine was in standard uniform the only oddity was is cap which was turned backwards. "You are under arrest. Come quietly or not, regardless you all are coming with me." His tone was condescending as he adjusted the expensive pair of sunglasses that rested on his nose. Tai Zao would fold his arms and wait for the reply of the trio. The marine accompanying Tai Zao would draw his rifle and aim it at the halberd wielding woman. Silence would take ahold for a brief moment before Raphael would look at Tai Zao and chuckle briefly. Raphael's actions angered Tai Zao slightly. "Have it your way..." Tai Zao would shift his body into a offensive stance.  

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