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estoria2016-03-22 07:45 pm
flimsylies) wrote in estoria2016-03-22 07:45 pm
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Who: Hisoka & Open
When: IC Date: 6/9 || OOC Date: 3/20
Where: Cultural Festival, spilled out into the streets.
What: To blend in and creep on people, Hisoka decides to perform at the festival.
Rating/Warning: You never know with him, will update as necessary.
Notes: Prose or action is fine with me. Let me know if you want to fight him and we haven't already talked about it, just so I can tell you about his douchebaggery.
STREET PERFORMANCE
All in all, when he puts on his smile and showman's flair, there's nothing so terribly disconcerting about him. He is dressed like a clown with paint on his face, red in his wild hair. His balancing ball, juggling clubs, knives, and playing cards look completely at home with him. He is quite an accomplished acrobat, his tricks are well-practiced and performed seamlessly.
He balances on the large red ball with one hand, doing a coin trick behind his back with the other.
He juggles a multitude of items with his eyes blind-folded, and can even do it when they're on fire.
His has flowers and glitter up his sleeves.
"Ta-da," he announces dryly, smiling as he bows.
FORTUNE TELLING
When his acrobatics are complete, he can be found later sitting beneath a tree shuffling a deck of cards. A hastily scrawled sign hanging from the lowest limb of the tree says that he will read your fortune for you, for a small fee.
It never hurts to have a little extra money in a new town.
Wildcard
He'll be around doing cultural festival things, do what you do. PM me if you want to hash anything out.
When: IC Date: 6/9 || OOC Date: 3/20
Where: Cultural Festival, spilled out into the streets.
What: To blend in and creep on people, Hisoka decides to perform at the festival.
Rating/Warning: You never know with him, will update as necessary.
Notes: Prose or action is fine with me. Let me know if you want to fight him and we haven't already talked about it, just so I can tell you about his douchebaggery.
STREET PERFORMANCE
All in all, when he puts on his smile and showman's flair, there's nothing so terribly disconcerting about him. He is dressed like a clown with paint on his face, red in his wild hair. His balancing ball, juggling clubs, knives, and playing cards look completely at home with him. He is quite an accomplished acrobat, his tricks are well-practiced and performed seamlessly.
He balances on the large red ball with one hand, doing a coin trick behind his back with the other.
He juggles a multitude of items with his eyes blind-folded, and can even do it when they're on fire.
His has flowers and glitter up his sleeves.
"Ta-da," he announces dryly, smiling as he bows.
FORTUNE TELLING
When his acrobatics are complete, he can be found later sitting beneath a tree shuffling a deck of cards. A hastily scrawled sign hanging from the lowest limb of the tree says that he will read your fortune for you, for a small fee.
It never hurts to have a little extra money in a new town.
Wildcard
He'll be around doing cultural festival things, do what you do. PM me if you want to hash anything out.
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He stuffs his hands into his pockets and turns back around, walking a couple of steps towards Hisoka. Two can play at this cool and indifferent game, after all.]
Yeah, tell me about it. They might even revoke your clown school degree if they ever found that out!
[The joking attitude drops from his voice, however, as his eyes meet Hisoka's.]
So, how about we move this little act to a less crowded place, huh? That way you can keep your career after I mop the ground with your face.
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[ Inflection obnoxiously cheerful, anyone not actually listening to his words this conversation wouldn't sound so menacing at all. ]
I would be happy to break it for you.
[ His smile shows a hint of his sadism. Yes, happy is indeed the word. He motions to his right, away from the crowd and a direction where neither of them has to turn their back to each other. It's only fair. ]
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[He smirks a bit, not in the least intimidated by Hisoka's words, although there is a general aura about the man that was urging him to be careful. Not that could really read much (his energy was too closed off to pick up anything aside from vague impressions), but he learned the hard way that underestimating an opponent could get your ass kicked.
Yusuke follows in the direction Hisoka indicates, keeping a close eye on him all the while. Taking advantage of someone from behind wasn't Yusuke's sort of thing (despite all appearances, he had a pretty fair and straight-forward method to fighting), but after what Hisoka had pulled? Yeah, it was probably for the better to keep things as fair as possible. No use cutting the fight before it started with another knife to the back.
Once they reached a suitably empty spot, Yusuke whips off his jacket and tosses it aside, letting his energy flare up and out in a show of intimidation. If this guy was skilled in spirit energy stuff as he suspected from the knives, then this display should be enough to get the point across that he was not to be messed with.]
So, ready to do this? I don't think I've ever got a chance to beat up a clown before.
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His utter relaxation in this moment is also obvious. Confident in himself or unpracticed? It would be hard to assume the latter with has already passed between them. ]
Ready and waiting.
[ It unnerves most to be offered the first strike, it can only be a trick, but what's to be done about it. ]
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Especially with an invitation like that. This guy already proved how sneaky he was with that knive trick of his, so it was hard to buy that he would simply stand back and let someone else hit first.
Keeping his guard up, Yusuke steps forward and slightly to the left, an awfully slow tactic considering how hot-headed he's been until now. After inching forward a foot or two, he's suddenly gone, moving quickly towards the right and towards Hisoka, fist cocked and aiming for a blow straight to the gut.]
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He wipes the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, smiling. ]
Better than I expected.
[ All he has to say before wheeling one of his long and flexible legs abruptly at Yusuke's head. ]
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Oh.
If he had any doubts whether this guy was an experienced fighter or not, this firmly settled them. After all, how else would someone take a hit like that and still manage to act like a creepy asshole?
Before he had time to react, however, Hisoka's leg came crashing into the side of his head, sending him flying. He managed to shift his weight enough to neatly flip back on his hand and onto his feet, but his ear was ringing something awful from the impact and the taste of copper was already seeping into his mouth.
... despite this, though, he gives a little sneer and spits out some of the blood.]
Yeah? I can say the same--
[And now he rushes forward again, leaping up to deliver a few rapid fire jump punches to Hisoka's face.]
-- about you!
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The clown is quite aggravating agile, quick to dodge and quick to block and he soaks up damage without showing a shred of pain of exhaustion. Both are meaningless to him, and his coldness even when smiling is his danger.
Even when he is knocked off his feet, he's up again in instants like an acrobat, and always so chilly and composed. ]
Have you ever died?
[ Really he means here in this half-reality where death was meaningless, a suggestion that his mouth must get him into this kind of trouble all the time. ]