Goon 1: Oi, look at this girlie 'ere! She thinks she can take us on!
*He smiles a broken toothed smile, and he and a buddy focus on her while two others circle around toward Jean.*
*She quickly closes up her guard, putting one foot behind her before throwing a right hook at the goon on her left, shattering his nose, using her momentum to swing her left foot into the other goon's cheekbone. She quickly grabs his arm and twists it violently before smashing his head into the deck to knock him out.
She looks up at Jean-Luc.*
Clara: Run!
Hey, punks! My little sister is tougher than you babies!
*She quickly closes up her guard, putting one foot behind her before throwing a right hook at the goon on her left, shattering his nose, using her momentum to swing her left foot into the other goon's cheekbone. She quickly grabs his arm and twists it violently before smashing his head into the deck to knock him out.
She looks up at Jean-Luc.*
Clara: Run!
Hey, punks! My little sister is tougher than you babies!
*He's already in a sleeper hold.*
Jean: Sorry... Belle... told you... I sucked...
*He grimaces painfully at her.*
Pepin: Settle down girlie, else we hurt you boytoy even more.
*Pepin has a weapon in his hands, though what it is isn't ascertainable at this time.*
*Clara nods her head to the side, giving her a mocking smile.*
Clara: Well, I figured I should at least bring my expression down to your level so you don't look like garbage so much, epohh.
*She clenches her fists, putting her tough girl face back on, though this time making it more of a challenge than a deterrent.*
*The black haired girl looks at Steven.*
Hitgirl: Hey Ten! Can I beat this b*tch!?
Ten: Go ahead!
*Jean gets really angry.*
Jean: WHAT!? You want me, b*tch! Stay the f*ck away from her, 'else I'll rip your collective balls off!
Ten: She doesn't have ba-
Jean: SHUT THE F*CK UP!
*Suddenly, he's out of the chair, and something white is flashing through the air towards Ten. Ten brings up his bat, which is cut in half by the white light. It stops just before it kills Ten, revealing itself to be a card.*
Ten: What the...?
*During this, the Hitgirl turns and throws a haymaker at Clara.*
Jean: WHAT!? You want me, b*tch! Stay the f*ck away from her, 'else I'll rip your collective balls off!
Ten: She doesn't have ba-
Jean: SHUT THE F*CK UP!
*Suddenly, he's out of the chair, and something white is flashing through the air towards Ten. Ten brings up his bat, which is cut in half by the white light. It stops just before it kills Ten, revealing itself to be a card.*
Ten: What the...?
*During this, the Hitgirl turns and throws a haymaker at Clara.*
*Clara swiftly ducks beneath if and moves to the side, slamming a right hook into the hitgirl's face, followed by a punch straight to the nose, knocking her down, before Clara gets into a fighting stance, her eyes locked fiercely on her would-be attacker.*
*Clara swiftly ducks beneath if and moves to the side, slamming a right hook into the hitgirl's face, followed by a punch straight to the nose, knocking her down, before Clara gets into a fighting stance, her eyes locked fiercely on her would-be attacker.*
Clara *angry*: Bad f***ing move, targ.
*The hitgirl struggles up, and gets into a stance.*
Hitgirl: B*tch, you think that hurt?
*She throws out a kick to Clara's midsection, knocking the wind out of her.*
Hitgirl: Take that!
*Meanwhile, Jean is getting surrounded.*
Jean: Little unfair guys...
*He smiles though, and then cards fly put in all directions, incapacitating the goons.*
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Jean, muttering: Hitmen...
*He turns, looking at the group of five men.*
Jean: Whata you want, Pepin?
Pepin: Our new boss wants to see you, Gambit.
Jean: Don't call me that, idiot.
Pepin: Oh! Little b*tch finally found his balls, did he? Or did he have his little girlie find 'em for him?
*Pepin smiles evilly at Clara.*
Clara: If you don't shut that mouth of yours, you'll never find yours again.
*She gives a snarky but clearly tough-girl glare.*
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Pepin: Oi! I'm the badass 'ere!
Jean: And this is why I don't like Britons...
*He glances at Clara.*
Jean: I mean, besides you dear!
Pepin: Take 'im, boys.
*Pepin gestures at Jean, and the four other goons advance.*
*Clara steps between them, clenching her fists and taking a defensive stance.*
Clara: Back off!
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Goon 1: Oi, look at this girlie 'ere! She thinks she can take us on!
*He smiles a broken toothed smile, and he and a buddy focus on her while two others circle around toward Jean.*
*She quickly closes up her guard, putting one foot behind her before throwing a right hook at the goon on her left, shattering his nose, using her momentum to swing her left foot into the other goon's cheekbone. She quickly grabs his arm and twists it violently before smashing his head into the deck to knock him out.
She looks up at Jean-Luc.*
Clara: Run!
Hey, punks! My little sister is tougher than you babies!
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*He's already in a sleeper hold.*
Jean: Sorry... Belle... told you... I sucked...
*He grimaces painfully at her.*
Pepin: Settle down girlie, else we hurt you boytoy even more.
*Pepin has a weapon in his hands, though what it is isn't ascertainable at this time.*
*She tenses up in anger for a moment before relaxing, glaring at Pepin angrily.*
Clara: Let - him - go.
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Pepin: Oh, we will. Once Ten sees him about his father's debt.
Jean: I have nothing to do about that!
Pepin: Yeah, and I'm f*cking Mary Antoinette! Now, we're gonna go see Ten, and you can come if you want, girle.
*He points the weapon at her, showing that it's a disruptor.*
Pepin: Or you die.
OOC: Trust me, let me get the reference out that this is going towards, and then Clara can beat the sh*t outta every buddy!
Clara: Firstly, it's Maria Antoinette, dumbass!
*She complies with him, following him.*
OOC: Sending you a PM.
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Pepin: Like I f*cking care!
*They eventually walk into an abandoned area of the station, that looks like a warehouse.*
Pepin: But the idiot in the chair, and guard the girl. We don't want her interfering.
*Jean is thrown into a chair.*
*Clara takes deep breaths, taking looks around the room, keeping on her guard.
She keeps up her 'tough-girl' look, hoping she can intimidate these morons into staying clear.*
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Terry: I think that was a wise choice.
OOC: You taking the hitgirl, or am I?
*A man in a sleeveless white shirt walks in, swinging a metal bat.*
Man: So, this is the debtor?
Pepin: Yes sir, Ten sir.
OOC: I figured you'd want to.
I edited my last post if you wanna easy way to get into it.
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Dani: See? I can be reasonable.
*She smirks at him.*
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Tara A: You okay?
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OOC: 'Kay, I gots it.
*Ten looks around.*
Jean: Who the hell are you?
Ten: Me? Why, my name is Steven! They call me Ten, because it's hard to pronounce S's and V's after I knock a few teeth out with Trish.
*He holds the bat up.*
Ten: This, this is Trish!
Jean: Damn it, he's insane.
Ten: you better believe it, boy! Now, what are we gonna do about your debts?
*A black haired, slightly ugly looking hitgirl notices Clara and her tough girl act. She puts on her own tough girl look and walks over.*
Hitgirl: What the hell you lookin' so tough for, b*tch?
*Clara nods her head to the side, giving her a mocking smile.*
Clara: Well, I figured I should at least bring my expression down to your level so you don't look like garbage so much, epohh.
*She clenches her fists, putting her tough girl face back on, though this time making it more of a challenge than a deterrent.*
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Terry: Just don't expect a fight.
Ebren: Just tired trying to contain the thing...
Dani: I'm not. Not right away, at least.
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*She sits down next to him and hugs him.*
Tara A: Get some sleep, Ebren.
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*The black haired girl looks at Steven.*
Hitgirl: Hey Ten! Can I beat this b*tch!?
Ten: Go ahead!
*Jean gets really angry.*
Jean: WHAT!? You want me, b*tch! Stay the f*ck away from her, 'else I'll rip your collective balls off!
Ten: She doesn't have ba-
Jean: SHUT THE F*CK UP!
*Suddenly, he's out of the chair, and something white is flashing through the air towards Ten. Ten brings up his bat, which is cut in half by the white light. It stops just before it kills Ten, revealing itself to be a card.*
Ten: What the...?
*During this, the Hitgirl turns and throws a haymaker at Clara.*
*Clara swiftly ducks beneath if and moves to the side, slamming a right hook into the hitgirl's face, followed by a punch straight to the nose, knocking her down, before Clara gets into a fighting stance, her eyes locked fiercely on her would-be attacker.*
Clara *angry*: Bad f***ing move, targ.
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*The hitgirl struggles up, and gets into a stance.*
Hitgirl: B*tch, you think that hurt?
*She throws out a kick to Clara's midsection, knocking the wind out of her.*
Hitgirl: Take that!
*Meanwhile, Jean is getting surrounded.*
Jean: Little unfair guys...
*He smiles though, and then cards fly put in all directions, incapacitating the goons.*
Jean: For you.