Confront

[TheGloomyRemnant]

The shouts and laughs ran throughout the tavern, everyone seeming joyfull and happy, some drunk and on their way to being kicked out of the tavern. Ezekiel walked through the tavern's doors, and looked around, the see the enviroment caused by the people. His face hidden in the darkness caused by his hood, he saw his wanted poster. he looked down to hide his face even more and walked down to the counter staying silent for a while, his dark purple hair covering his eyes, for he is recognized for the unique aquamarine blue tone in his eyes.

[Laphir]

The tavern door burst open, and those who saw the girl came in immediately quiet down. Whispers were heard.

"'Tis Marzana, isn't it?"
"... lass who stopped Jak the Ripper..."
"Aye... wield Shivan Scimitar..."
"... Scary..."

No one in this town could not recognize Marzana. After all, female bounty hunters were rare in town. And who on their right mind would dye their hair puce? Still, she gained some fame and respect after stopping a notorious murderer just few days ago.

The girl walked to the counter, coincidentally picked a seat beside Ezekiel and sat. "Barkeep, a glass of milk, please."

[TheGloomyRemnant]

Hearing the rumors, Ezekiel dropped his broadsword with runes and with a semi circular end, on the other bench beside him, staying alert in case the so called 'Marzana', recognized him and got into a fight, although he hated such.

"...barkeep, a glass of water..."

Such words caused a few silent laughs around the area, but he did not care.

[Laphir]

"Here, a glass of milk and a glass of water." The barkeeper's face remained neutral, although he was secretly wondering whether he should ban children from the tavern. Nevertheless, customers are customers, and Marzana's fame had attract business for him. He would let it slide, just this time.

Marzana took her glass of milk and sipped, her eyes studying the Job Board.

[TheGloomyRemnant]

"thank you..." he grabbed his glass of water and sipped, his eyes closed, but unfortunate for him, his necklace was showing. it was unique, it seemed to be some kind of ice flake, at the edges it had three kinds of jewels, saphires, rubies, and emeralds. The same necklace showing on the wanted poster. In danger he could be in, but yet didn't notice.

[Laphir]

And unfortunately for him, Marzana had noticed the necklace. Actually, she had noticed his buster sword before, but she did not give a damn. She had wanted her glass of milk.

But the flicker of aquamarine made her placed down her glass, and by the time his necklace flashed out, a blade just appeared by his throat.

All customers heard the sound of drawing blade. They looked at Marzana and Ezekiel with shocked (interested) silence.

"... Ezekiel," Her hazel-brown eyes rest upon the hooded figure. "I'm here to claim my bounty."

[TheGloomyRemnant]

Ezekiel opened his eyes, impressed, but not surprised. he slowly put down the glass of water, but before the sound of the glass hitting the wooden counter, he already had his sword in hand, the wind created from the speed made the hood lower revealing his dark purple hair.

Many amazed expressions on the tavern were found, due to the speed of the teenager, murderer of many landlords.

[Laphir]

Marzana did not flinched at the sword's swing. Instead, her red-tinged blade dug into the flesh and taste blood.

"Please..." she said softly, her expression calm. Almost chilly. "Don't make it difficult for both of us."

Fear, anticipation and excitement hung the air. Young Murderer versus Prodigy Hunter. What would the outcome be?

[TheGloomyRemnant]

Ezekiel put the hand over his wound, then looked at the blood stained hand. His eyes were covered in fear, as he stared at his own blood. Moments after, he cleaned the blood off his hand and glared at Marzana, his eyes now filled with anger, he of a sudden ran at a certain inhuman speed around the bounty hunter, then jumped on the counter and attempted to punch the bounty hunter's face.

[Laphir]

Not... human? But then again, she should have known by his odd hair colour and abnormal-looking eyes. He had sped around her, but she could trace his steps.

Around her stool, up the counter, onto the air... She raised her gauntlet arm and caught hold of his incoming fist. "I'm sorry that you have to make it difficult," With a firm grip on his fist, she said without sounding apologetic at all. "But this has the end."

Her hazel-brown eyes flashed golden (although it lasted about just a second), and then she raised her free hand and send a charged punch to his head.

[TheGloomyRemnant]

Ezekiel's eyes widened, then recieving a punch on his face he flew away trepassing all that came in his way, then he stopped, already outside the tavern, with his hand on the ground, now extremely p*ssed off. He slowly stood up, but kept his head down.

[lightningdude]

"Aww, man! I'm too late! The party's already started!" A young man with hair as gold as the sun approached the Young Murderer. He bent down and picked Ezekiel up by the collar, lifting the teenager until he was just hovering above the ground.

"It looks like Marzana got to you first. Oh well, I suppose a little fight over the bounty should be exciting."

He reached down to his left and unlatched the sword that was strapped to his waist. He didn't draw it, he just unfastened the unique lock that he fastened to its scabbard. "Oh! Where are my manners? The name's August."

August turned to the door, still holding Ezekiel by the collar. Any minute now, Marzana should emerge...

[Laphir]

((Whoa, how big is August? He must be large enough to lift Ezekiel by the collar... high enough that Ez's legs can't touch the ground!

Assuming that it's close to night.))

And sure enough, the puce-haired female came forth. Her eyes narrowed when she saw a rival bounty hunter, holding the target by the collar.

"August," Marzana gazed at the man, her face impassive. She raised her scimitar, its blade-- a faint tinge of red-- gleamed under the dying sun. She had hoped to end this quickly, but it seemed that her hopes were dash. Nevertheless, she still had to ask. "You're not stealing my hunt, are you?"

[TheGloomyRemnant]

Ezekiel took off the cape like cloth being held by the other bounty hunter then wrapped it around his arm and back, after, jumped over August and kicked him in Marzana's direction.

"...Do not treat me as a regular prey..." By his tone of voice, he was obviously posessed by anger.

[lightningdude]

((Well, assuming Ezekiel is a normal teenager, August is probably around 6 inches taller than him.))

August stumbled into Marzana, knocking them both over. He quickly stood up and held his hand out to Marzana, saying, "Oops! Sorry about that, I didn't anticipate him doing that. He's pretty good!"

The blonde drew his sword, a simple-looking short sword. "So, I don't suppose you'd want to split the bounty, huh?"