As she walked down the street, people didn't pay her much mind. The wide sidewalk wasn't very crowded, so she didn't have to bump into anyone
while going about her business. Her long blond hair was unrestrained, a few strands fluttering in the breeze generated by passing vehicles on the road and the
air currents made by varying heat in the structures under the dome.
Amalthea Sain wasn't walking in a city on Earth, but instead in the capital on the Moon. Normally she was assigned to Ordos and required to stay near the
Archangel-class Maelstrom in case the elite unit was called into action, but lately there had been a huge pile of nothing major that needed their
attention. As such, their alert state was lowering bit by bit; something that just didn't sit right with her. A sigh escaped her lips. She was one to
talk. It wasn't like she'd been doing anything much herself. It was all a bunch of hurry up and wait.
So here she found herself; out of uniform due to 'shore leave'; wandering the streets looking for.. Something. She didn't know what she would
come across, but here she was ready for it. She came up to an intersection, and waited for the lights on the road to change so she could cross. Maybe
something would show itself soon.. Or she might as well return to the Maelstrom.
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Just across the street, however, something was brewing-- something big enough, apparently, to lure an entire mob of pedestrians over to the nearest
newspaper stand. Gasps and laughter grew exponentially as the lights went from yellow to red; this seemed to be why the sidewalks elsewhere were so quiet. The
faint voice of a man rushing through a speech rehearsed half a million times swam between the giggles and surprised exclamations...and then it happened.
Pop! From nothing, from air and manhole steam, a bright flash startled the crowd, driving them back a few inches, and suddenly-- out of nothing --there were birds. "How did you do that?" "Where are you hiding them?" "I don't hide anything. The birds come to me, like rain comes to the clouds." "No way! There's got to be some kind of trick." He was an average man with an expectedly thin build, but with an eccentric air about him that suggested origins far grander than those of a petty street magician. He wore slippers, a checkerboard shirt, and pants that barely stretched below his knees. He seemed to have a sort of aura about him, casting everything save his small, red, unbuttoned vest, in a bizzare purple tint indicative of his nobility. His name was Toppo, he announced quite a few times during his pitch, flinging metal rings and balls around and marveling at the sight of them floating, unaided, above his head, as if he truly hadn't expected it to happen. IMAGE "My name is Toppo, King of Dreams. Whatever you wish, whatever you feel, just call on me, and I'll make it real." he proclaimed, and flicked some more rings into the sky. The light turned green, and he grinned as if he'd just won the lottery, immediately seeking out the girl waiting on the other side. "You, there! What is your greatest wish?" |
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At the loud pop, Amalthea's gaze focused instantly on the crowd over by a newspaper stand. Her muscles tensed for a moment, then relaxed a little as she
saw the birds. It seemed to be a street performance of some sort. She had nothing to do, so she decided to go investigate it. Just as the light turned green
for her to cross, the performer called out in her direction. She looked at the few other people around her, who seemed to be in no hurry to answer. With a
shrug, Amalthea walked over to the crowd, which seemed to part for her to reveal the performer. She maintained a bit of distance to give him room to work, but
finally spoke up.
"My greatest wish, sir? To be honest I don't have one right now... I could be petty and say I want to be smarter or prettier, but such things are fleeting. Perhaps my greatest wish is to know my limits. Think you've got that up your sleeves?" Her tone made it obvious; along with her amused smile; that she wasn't mocking him, but instead giving him an opening for something to impress the crowd. Though there was something in her gaze that sized him up.. Sized him up and wasn't quite sure to make of what she found there. This guy wasn't your normal street performer.
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"Of course," he began, recalling his magical rings from the sky, "you understand this won't be easy. I will need all of my power to grant
you this wish. Oh, yes."
He approached her, unimpeded by the crowd, and looked her over head to toe. His hands hovered over her face, her shoulders...he breathed in the air around her, and smiled. The rings wrapped around his arms jingled as he turned to announce his findings to the gathered people. "What we have here is a truly special sight, ladies and gentlemen. This young lady has the soul of a champion. A true fighter's spirit. And do you know what makes a fighter's spirit so great?" he asked, directing the question half at the audience, half at his new...subject. Something was brewing; his indigo glow spread wide now, astounding newcomers while exciting those aware of his almost supernatural aptitude. "Well, young lady? Do you?" |
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Her red eyes looked at this street performer, an odd look coming over her face. Now that this guy was close enough to smell her he was giving off a
vibration that made her concerned. His displays to the crowd were honestly making her more agitated. For the sake of those around her, she spoke up in
answer.
"It lets you communicate your inner self to the world. It doesn't rely on trickery and sleight of hand, but instead is an admirable thing.." Her right hand clenched a little at the thought, but she doubted anyone could see the motion. Something was up with this guy; she was beginning to feel like a little predator who'd come across something larger than herself. And she didn't like it. "Since you seem to know so much about it, it must mean you know something as well.. Some tricks, perhaps," she quipped, smiling at him even as she mentally winced at the words.
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Toppo recoiled in mock astonishment, shrinking to his knees and cowering like a child. The younger people in the audience gave a giggle here and there, but
something in the performer's voice when he spoke again brought a sudden chill to the adults around him.
"Tricks? Oh, yes, tricks. I know the best trick of all, because I know what really makes a fighter's spirit so great..." He danced a little, wiggling his hands as he spun on his knees humming a tune to himself. The children laughed some more, and some even joined him...with that same peculiar indigo aura about them. The kids grabbed at her legs, patting her as they circled the pair, carrying the Dream King's tune with their own little voices. "..is their innocence. You can never take it away." Another quick spin and Toppo was up again, standing on his feet. His hands flung into the sky, launching the rings back above his head--- and revealing the wallet in his hand. The children were with him, and they'd stolen from her, as they'd stolen from countless more that day. This was their first job on the moon, and certainly wouldn't be their last...if they got away. "Cheers!" he cried, as a child reached into his pant pocket. The young girl retrieved a bright orange ball, like those he'd been juggling moments ago, and tossed it to the ground; the street filled with a bitter, lemony mist as they made their escape, vanishing into nothing in the average person's eyes--- but not to her. The children scattered, running into alleys, sewer drains...Toppo went for the rooftops. Already half a block a way, he feverishly hopped up the drain pipe of a two-story bakery just beyond the crowd.
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By the time she felt her wallet being lifted, it was too late to stop it. "Hey," she said in an agitated tone of voice but before she could grab the
offending child they'd already retreated to the safety of the performer. Her red eyes narrowed as her hands came up; fingers curled like talons ready to
snatch this man up. So that was the game, was it? The kids pickpocketed the crowd while the dour-looking clown here distracted them with his performance. It
was an old ploy and one Sect Lunaris didn't take kindly to; especially the military personnel.
Once the little girl produced the ball and tossed it to the ground, a cloud spewed forth and instinctively Amalthea raised her hands in an ineffectual movement to wave away the smokescreen. Her efforts actually paid off as she was able to clear a path for her eyes where everyone else was blinded and coughing around her. Darting tiny movements signified the children diving into any available hiding spot in the area or running for their lives.. But where was the ringleader? Moving quickly, she burst from the smokescreen to spy him flying up a drainpipe like a spider monkey with it's tail on fire. The young woman growled and was at the drain herself in moments. The device looked sturdy enough - standard Lunarian construction, so it was a much higher standard than anything Earth usually used - so there wasn't much chance it would come off, even with two of them on it at once. Coiling her legs like a big cat about to pounce on her prey, she jumped up along the line of the drainpipe. She was a bit stronger than the average G-Fighter, and was dealing with far less gravity here on the Moon. The way this guy moved under the reduced gravity made her think of Earth again... That must have been where he'd come from. Earth produced some odd characters, to be sure... But that was a secondary concern. She couldn't just let a thief go; especially since she'd been robbed too. Her leap put her a decent ways up the pipe; nowhere near close enough to grab the man, but defenitely enough that he'd feel the pursuit hot on his heels. Lithe fingers curled in and around the drain's fingerholds as she utilized her upper body strength to pull herself upwards in hot pursuit. She didn't waste time with words, letting the vibrations from her own climbing efforts be warning enough. |
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Lost in the excitement of his own daring escape, Toppo scurried up onto the rooftop without even an inkling of what he'd gotten himself into. He
celebrated his victory with a hop and a kick, his impish giggling almost loud enough to give him away to the confused pedestrians below. Stopping to inspect
his last prize, the Dream King opened the wallet to sift through the cards and paper money...only to find official Sect papers, complete with clan seals
indicating the girl was military personnel. His discovery was immediately followed by the realization that his victim had refused to leave things at
the corner, and was now climbing up the pipe to meet him-- and judging by the harsh, jarring vibrations caused by her rapid, clawing ascension, she was not at
all amused by his little prank.
"My, my, you are a determined little girl..." he murmured, drawing a pair of juggling balls from his crimson vest. The warm indigo that had surrounded him on the street was gone, now, replaced by a dimmer pink aura, encasing him in an almost skin-tight salmon glow. He didn't seem to be afraid-- in fact, as the Dream King's children knew all too well, confrontation was his next favorite thing after a good joke. Rarely did Toppo find the right people to instigate a good chase, and when he did, they usually found themselves unable to keep up the pace set by the man with the golden, flying rings. This girl, however, had the spirit-- that much had been true. Perhaps there was something to be learned from her. |
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Sure enough, moments after Teepo noticed the sounds of her climbing she surged over the lip of the roof. She stopped a few steps closer to him, actually
surprised he'd stopped. The surprise that flickered across her face hardened into something a bit darker as her hands flexed in anticipation of what was
sure to be a fight.
"That was a very unwise decision, King of Dreams," she said in reference to his child-based theft and subsequent flight. "You didn't actually think you'd be getting away scot free, did you?" The blonde took another two steps closer to him and away from the edge of the roof; right into pouncing range. It was then she noticed he was clutching items in his hands, though she couldn't make out what they were. Her red eyes flicked up from his hands to his face. She sighed a little, seeming to deflate a little as she tried being nice about this before things got ugly. This guy could be trouble. Guys skinny like him usually made up for it with some sort of martial arts that took advantage of their speed and flexibility. "Not sure if you looked in my wallet yet, but I'm with the military. You really don't want that kind of trouble on your head. So how about you just give up and save the trouble we're probably about to get into with each other?"
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"You know, for a moment, yes, I did think this would be easy."
He began to juggle-- slow, at first, but deliberately so. His eyes never left the girl, never blinked, even as she further closed the distance between them and began her solemn warning. He stifled a giggle, and picked up the pace...only now there were four balls spinning in his hands..or were there? The bizzare pink aura seemed to cloud the light around him in a strange, dream-like haze, as his moniker implied. "We're all soldiers, dear, fighting a war with only one foreseeable end. We fight against life, and its pains...and the only victory is in defeat. In death. Funny, huh? And that's precisely why you're not getting it back! At least, not without a...well...you know." |
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"Oh, brother.. Why does everyone always want to do it the hard way," she said to the sky as she kept her attention on his face. Didn't this guy
need to blink? He certainly was fond of those juggling balls, and he was probably a good shot with them to boot. She was tough enough if he threw
them she could probably knock them aside and have him in her hands in moments.
She moved to his left in a circling motion, tensing up as she moved but disguising it as a moving battle stance. Something about this guy was off. Here he was facing a military-trained G Fighter and he wasn't even batting an eyelash. And that aura that seemed to shimmer the air around him was equally unsettling. Another little sigh escaped her lips as she decided to end the waiting and go for it. That tension she'd built up in her body unleashed like a wild spring, throwing her through the lower gravity at him in a leap that would have taken some serious muscle on Earth. Her left arm was up to deflect any incoming balls thrown at her face, while her right would utilize the momentum of her body to deliver a punch aimed right at this guy's face once her left arm came into contact with him when she closed the distance. All in all, a pretty standard lunge; not stupid in going for his throat, or leaving her face exposed any more than was required to see. She could take a hit or two on her torso as a small cost for getting close to him.
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"Hey, I've been rehearsing that line for ten years now. It's not my fault melodramatic entrances went out with the last
war."
The juggler's toes curled up in response to the girl's physical threat, shifting all of his weight to the balls of his feet and jumped-- not at her, or to the side, but straight back. His little hop was for show, however, and did nothing to solve the problem of the mad G-Fighter charging him head-on...the balls he'd released before the jump, however, were a different story. A smokescreen almost thick enough to walk on filled the air between them as the balls burst, swallowing up the Dream King, and then he was gone. In truth, his 'hop' had only been a set-up for a somersault; the limber joker had in fact jumped over Amalthea, and stood behind her with a handful of rainbow-colored marbles in one hand, grinning like a madman. "I can tell you're going to have fun." |
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Right into another smokescreen. Amalthea stumbled a step and a half as she landed; not encountering any resistance as the man had moved to the side then leapt
over her. She thought she heard the sound of something hitting the roof behind her, and the only two things up here were the two of them, so the logic
wasn't much of a leap. So here she was right in the middle of the cloud of smoke his juggling balls seemed to be designed to make, with probably about a
second or two to make her next move before this guy either launched a counterattack or used the momentary distraction for a chance to hightail it out of here.
Wait, she thought to herself, if I can't see him in this stuff he can't see me.. Time for some trickery of my own! Amalthea moved into action, making an exaggerated swing with her upper body towards her left. It would have been enough to get a tiny breeze going, and blow a large puff of this smoke towards the direction she'd swung. Using the momentum of the swing to turn around, she darted towards what she thought was the edge of the smoke cloud. About a quarter-second before she would break through the whiff she'd sent moving should have made an area of the cloud bulge like she was about to come out of there. Hopefully Teepo'd look over there and be distracted for the fraction of a second she'd need to get close to him. As she reached the edge of the smoke, she was coming out at a slight angle to Teepo's right. It wasn't head-on, but it was enough to take her out of momentary line-of-sight of whatever surprise he had in store for her. Coiling up like a lioness, again she lunged at him; lleft arm raised and right arm ready to punch just like before.
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Sure enough, Toppo's confidence in his own little tricks was more than enough to keep him blind to her maneuvers; spotting the warp in the cloud, he turned
to face what he thought would be a frontal assault from the girl, readying his marbles for another round of trickery. What he received, however, was a
tremendous blow to his jaw, coming from elsewhere in the smoke. Had she read him so well already? Perhaps the Dream King had underestimated this one too
much. But was it real?
That is the question. "Arglh!" The question to ask. His head spun, and spun...and spun as his neck twisted and warped like taffy that'd been pulled for far too long. His jaw popped loose, and he flopped backwards towards the opposite ledge, unable-- or unwilling --to stop himself. The marbles fell from his hand as the smoke cleared, crashing to the ground and shattering instantly. Each of the glass orbs produced a small poof...but nothing else. So ask it. "I...supugh...gsha..." |
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Amalthea smiled a little, then blinked as Teepo's neck continued twisting far past what a person's neck should. The glass beads in his hand dropped
and shattered to no ill effect, but Amalthea didn't concern herself with that at the moment. He seemed to be half-stumbling backwards, so she reacted
again and rushed forward. Her left hand reached out to grab a fistful of the odd man's shirt-front to keep him from going over any edges and also to hold
him upright once she had him.
His twisted neck didn't look... human. Her right hand raised in preperation for another punch in case this was some kind of trick. What the hell was with this guy? One solid hit and he turns out like a rag doll with a glass jaw. But she wouldn't reveal her internal worry, speaking out as she reached for him. "Where do you think you're going?!"
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In about as much time as it took for Sain to ask her question, the illusion faded, and Toppo was whole again, albeit sporting the beginnings of a nasty shiner
on his left eye. He gripped her arm tightly, grinning as the four children surrounding her struck with astonishing precision. The quartet charged
simultaneously, throwing punches far too powerful for normal children, far too perfect for street urchins, and yet, fueled by the passion of desperate children
protecting their family.
"Leave--" Elbow to her left kidney. "--our---" Kick to her right knee. "--dad--" Punch to her left temple. "--alone!" Knee to her left side. The children had converged on her, falling upon their prey in a perfectly coordinated simultaneous strike-- impossible in the eyes of even the most savvy of masters. And yet, for the Dream King, nothing was impossible. Nothing. |
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The grip surprised her. This guy was stronger than he looked... A lot stronger. Most people would be unconscious after a head-on hit like that.
..This guy... But it was the smile that tipped her off. ..Who is he? Without thinking, she used her grip on his shirt as she pulled with all her strength as she whirled around to her left. The Dream King; clever as he may have thought himself; would be a helpless passenger for this unexpected maneuver since he hadn't braced himself more than grabbing her arm. While she turned to face what had to be an oncoming threat, her eyes widened. It was some of the children this guy used as pickpockets in his little 'show'... There was murder in their eyes as they swung at her... But it seemed none of them had counted on her reaction. ..Why is he here? Toppo would serve as an excellent shield as he'd take the hits intended for her now-shielded left temple and side, while the one aiming for her kidney would get a face full of their 'father' the hard way. The one she didn't see, though was the one on her right. Instead of colliding with the side of her knee, that one scored a direct hit on the back of it and coupled with her spin to the left it brought her crashing painfully down onto her right kneecap; an impact that coupled with the kick elicited a very loud hiss of pain from her lips. Her right eye closed for a moment as she tried to force the sensation to the back of her head. She couldn't give in to the pain, or she was most likely dead. ..Is this some kind of test? "You bastard," she snarled, twisting a little on the fallen knee to keep from getting pulled all the way around or over onto the ground. "Can't fight your own battles?! You have to use children to win, you damn thief!?!"
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"Children? Whatever do you mean?" he asked, sitting atop a stopped up chimney ten feet to her right. The last traces of the smokey haze faded away,
bringing her to her senses again...and awakened her to what had really happened.
There were no children. There never were. He'd created it all-- the bombs, the odd purple mist, even the fight itself. He'd confused her with images drawn from his very soul, and beaten her to the floor while she stood helpless against his power. Such was the strength of the Dream King-- the impossible made possible. "Your ki fluctuates far too much to counter me properly. You are strong, yes, and you spirit is greater than most I've seen...but you haven't a clue as to what you're capable of. Would you like to try again? I'm feeling a bit hungry, but I suppose I can hold off spending my...well, your hard earned money for a few more minutes and give you a few lessons." |
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The blonde blinked, only to find herself down on the ground that was in actuality the roof. For a moment, she could only lie there; half-dazed by the beating
she'd just been given. How the hell had this guy gotten the drop on her so badly?
She glared up at him as he spoke, finally rallying the strength to rise. Her blonde hair fell to either side of her face, obscuring it from Toppo as she sat on her knees for a moment before continuing to rise. "So, what.. What are you? There's no way you can be.. a Newtype.... They'd have to be ungodly strong to affect any other than their own." Finally, she gained her feet. She was wobbly for a moment, managing to will the pain of her beatdown into the back of her mind with a few more moments of silence. Finally, she turned to face him; a wary look in her reddish-brown eyes as she took two steps towards him. "You say that my ki fluctuates too much.. So does that make you like me? I will give you the fact that you're skilled at whatever you did. I never saw it coming. Smoke and mirrors, on a scale that seems impossible.. But you did say that you can make people's wishes come true...." He probably noticed, but as she spoke she began slowly walking towards him. It was a quiet, cautious approach; seeing as she knew now that this guy was a lot better than she originally thought. "Was that my wish?" She was back into lunge range again. But if this guy was talking the truth he'd see her coiling up a mile away. "Was that you showing me a glimpse of what I could be capable of, or was it just something to occupy me while you decked me?"
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"This art of the Hypnotic Fist is a carefully guarded secret, girl. I rarely reveal its nature to strangers like you. Yes, I am of the same...peculiar
strain of humanity that you yourself hail from, but unlike you, I have been trained extensively in the use of the one talent that makes us so different from
the others."
He noted her approach, but did not stir from his position. He was content to let her try again, should she feel the need to lash out. His time spent here had taught him that patience was perhaps the greatest of all teaching aids. "Normal people can be strong, too, you know; normal people can run fast, lift heavy things, hit hard...but the manipulation of will, or pure internal energy, is something genuinely unique. The Newtypes, as you call them...they are close. They harness these energies in a dangerous, unrestricted way. We are of a calmer heart, however, and while rage tends to get the better of most of us, you'll find the strongest to be those who have learned to empty themselves. Do you think you can do it?" |
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"Rage gets the better of us? I suppose my overconfidence got the better of me too, huh?" A weak sound of self-depreciating amusement escaped
her. She had to admit, this guy had a point. She'd lost her head and ended up with a beatdown for her troubles. "The Hypnotic Fist you speak of
sounds like a dangerous thing in the hands of a master... I doubt I'm anywhere near ready or even in a position to press you for information. So
we'll deal with the simpler part first."
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