LadyOfStars
Tu'er Shen the Rabbit God
Corvus
Snare's swift response to the start of the auction brought a toothy grin the the technopath's face, which revealed that he had the worst hygiene, but he still jumped for joy. "8 Million! Do I hear more?!" The Auctioneer was getting excited now, eager to hear the numbers rise and reach higher digits. On the other side of the room, Corvus was dealing with his little mouse problem. People were insisting on violence to teach the man a lesson, but the Ravens' leader was mulling over his options. That was when James attempted to flee. The steps he took across Corvus' web of shadows were relayed to the man like taps on his shoulder and he used them to track the petty criminal through the crowd. His control of James' shadow also helped with keeping track of the man so as his prey began to talk crap about his event, Corvus emerged behind him like death looming over the sick and elderly. His open hand tightened into a fist and once again, James' shadow came alive, this time like a snake as it quickly slithered its way up the man's body. James would be squeezed and his movement restricted. The shadows' hold was so tight that the only thing keeping him standing upright was Corvus' quirk. "That was a interesting trick you did back there, but I believe you may have just used up the last of my patience." The shadow crept up to James' throat, tightening just enough to get Corcus' point across. James' quirk alone wouldn't be enough to escape the binding this time around. "A mouse like you doesn't usually work alone. Tell me, who are you affiliated with?" His helmet tilted to the left just slightly as the Raven eyed his prey. Snapshot's suggestion still floated around in Corvus' mind and it took all his restraint not to string the man up and skin him like a deer.
The sudden collision of a smaller frame into his own didn't weaken Corvus' hold on James, but he did look away from the man to see a fox. He had intended to apologize like any good host would, but then she called him out his name. "Security to my location please." The Skulker Sisters weren't big time criminals, but their quirk made them easily recognizable within this crowd. Someone like Chibi wouldn't have enough money to excuse her foul mouth. "Remove this fox from the market and if her sisters protest, they can follow behind her." Four security guards arrived to the scene with their weapons in hand and their illuminated masks fixed on Chibi. They made a small pathway for the little fox to take her leave and said nothing as they waited. "You'll have one chance to leave quietly, Miss Fox. Otherwise you can join your idiot friend in the dark fate that awaits him." Corvus stared at Chibi through the darkness of his mask.
Liquid smirked when Alphonso indirectly approved of her choices and she nodded her head happily. Now she couldn't wait to tell her sisters about the treasurers that she had found. But then the man made a strange request. "A piece of hair?" Her eyes swept up to him as her brow furrowed in confusion and she tried to ponder what the villain might have planned, but that wasn't her job to figure out. She placed her treasures down and that was when she heard Chibi's voice. She sounded angry and that made a smile return to Kaori's face. Whoever was messing with her sister would no doubt get an earful and maybe even a beating if they continued. "One strand of hair coming right up." Kaori rotated her wrist and her arm started to extend. It moved through the crowd at a low elevation, almost sliding across the floor, but when it reached the ankles of a random woman, Kaori's hand jetted upward and plucked several strands from her head. "Ouch!!" The fox's arm quickly retreated to her body and Kaori held the three black hairs up like trophies. "Can I get you anything else, Al?" She asked softly.
"Apologies sir, but there is a bidding minimum of 10,000 Yen." The auctionner explained to Alponso.
"9 Million Yen!" Called out a feminine voice from the crowd. The price was rising inn leaps and bounds and would soon be too high for most people to continue.
Gabriel's arrival didn't catch Kaori by surprise, but his choice of attire did. Sure this was an island and surfing was popular with a lot of the people, but no one casually walked around dressed for summer all the time, especially not before it had properly arrived. She turned her body more towards Alphonso, physically making it known that Gabriel was not to talk to her. "This guy is clearly off his meds." She whispered before she stuffed the hairs into her boss' pocket.
"9 Million! Do I hear 10?! This bomb is a rare find ladies and gentlemen! Truly one of a kind and not for the faint of heart!" The auctioneer was bringing the bidding to a close for the bomb so it was now or never for those interested in its power.
People were still arriving to the market, trickling in like lost lambs and getting stuck in the chaos like a moth to a flame. One such person was an unfamiliar face and name, but he seemed to be right in his element as he was granted access to the market and moved around with ease. For now he kept to himself.
Snare's swift response to the start of the auction brought a toothy grin the the technopath's face, which revealed that he had the worst hygiene, but he still jumped for joy. "8 Million! Do I hear more?!" The Auctioneer was getting excited now, eager to hear the numbers rise and reach higher digits. On the other side of the room, Corvus was dealing with his little mouse problem. People were insisting on violence to teach the man a lesson, but the Ravens' leader was mulling over his options. That was when James attempted to flee. The steps he took across Corvus' web of shadows were relayed to the man like taps on his shoulder and he used them to track the petty criminal through the crowd. His control of James' shadow also helped with keeping track of the man so as his prey began to talk crap about his event, Corvus emerged behind him like death looming over the sick and elderly. His open hand tightened into a fist and once again, James' shadow came alive, this time like a snake as it quickly slithered its way up the man's body. James would be squeezed and his movement restricted. The shadows' hold was so tight that the only thing keeping him standing upright was Corvus' quirk. "That was a interesting trick you did back there, but I believe you may have just used up the last of my patience." The shadow crept up to James' throat, tightening just enough to get Corcus' point across. James' quirk alone wouldn't be enough to escape the binding this time around. "A mouse like you doesn't usually work alone. Tell me, who are you affiliated with?" His helmet tilted to the left just slightly as the Raven eyed his prey. Snapshot's suggestion still floated around in Corvus' mind and it took all his restraint not to string the man up and skin him like a deer.
The sudden collision of a smaller frame into his own didn't weaken Corvus' hold on James, but he did look away from the man to see a fox. He had intended to apologize like any good host would, but then she called him out his name. "Security to my location please." The Skulker Sisters weren't big time criminals, but their quirk made them easily recognizable within this crowd. Someone like Chibi wouldn't have enough money to excuse her foul mouth. "Remove this fox from the market and if her sisters protest, they can follow behind her." Four security guards arrived to the scene with their weapons in hand and their illuminated masks fixed on Chibi. They made a small pathway for the little fox to take her leave and said nothing as they waited. "You'll have one chance to leave quietly, Miss Fox. Otherwise you can join your idiot friend in the dark fate that awaits him." Corvus stared at Chibi through the darkness of his mask.
Liquid smirked when Alphonso indirectly approved of her choices and she nodded her head happily. Now she couldn't wait to tell her sisters about the treasurers that she had found. But then the man made a strange request. "A piece of hair?" Her eyes swept up to him as her brow furrowed in confusion and she tried to ponder what the villain might have planned, but that wasn't her job to figure out. She placed her treasures down and that was when she heard Chibi's voice. She sounded angry and that made a smile return to Kaori's face. Whoever was messing with her sister would no doubt get an earful and maybe even a beating if they continued. "One strand of hair coming right up." Kaori rotated her wrist and her arm started to extend. It moved through the crowd at a low elevation, almost sliding across the floor, but when it reached the ankles of a random woman, Kaori's hand jetted upward and plucked several strands from her head. "Ouch!!" The fox's arm quickly retreated to her body and Kaori held the three black hairs up like trophies. "Can I get you anything else, Al?" She asked softly.
"Apologies sir, but there is a bidding minimum of 10,000 Yen." The auctionner explained to Alponso.
"9 Million Yen!" Called out a feminine voice from the crowd. The price was rising inn leaps and bounds and would soon be too high for most people to continue.
Gabriel's arrival didn't catch Kaori by surprise, but his choice of attire did. Sure this was an island and surfing was popular with a lot of the people, but no one casually walked around dressed for summer all the time, especially not before it had properly arrived. She turned her body more towards Alphonso, physically making it known that Gabriel was not to talk to her. "This guy is clearly off his meds." She whispered before she stuffed the hairs into her boss' pocket.
"9 Million! Do I hear 10?! This bomb is a rare find ladies and gentlemen! Truly one of a kind and not for the faint of heart!" The auctioneer was bringing the bidding to a close for the bomb so it was now or never for those interested in its power.
People were still arriving to the market, trickling in like lost lambs and getting stuck in the chaos like a moth to a flame. One such person was an unfamiliar face and name, but he seemed to be right in his element as he was granted access to the market and moved around with ease. For now he kept to himself.