bunji
Raven Tail
Vagabond of Onibas
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Post by bunji on Jun 10, 2013 15:46:38 GMT -5
The battle was raging on inside, the old man was not letting up for a second as a bombardment of pastries flew in Bunji’s direction. From donuts, to cupcakes, and strudels it seemed the old man had no shortage of projectiles to launch at the young man, running around, and rolling out of the way best he could he was avoiding everything so far though he had those few close calls where his shield came in handy. However he was growing tired of jumping all over the place, granted the old man had done a number on his own bakery, and a crowd had gathered outside they were looking into the shop through the window wondering what was going on. Bunji knew that was bad, because at any moment the police could show, and then assume that he is just vandalizing this guy’s store, “Ok…No more games” he said raising his shield, to prepare himself to go in for a full charge, he was going to close the distance, and end this already.
The young red head locked eyes with the bushy eye brow man, then he charged as he did cupcakes flew his way the young man moved side to side avoiding the cupcakes as they zoomed passed him, it seemed he was more determined than ever to cover the distance between them. His mind was already formulating a plan for when he got passed this old guys constant barrage, yet as Bunji was getting closer the old man would clap both hands together, then begin to apparently charge up. This was his chance, Bunji kicked up into the air his swords blade glowing a bright golden color as his eyes focused on the old man, then just as Nexus would kick the door down the old man would spread his hands apart, and explode?! Yes, he exploded into a mysterious white foam that expanded outward in all direction consuming the entire shop in seconds.
Bunji’s eyes widened as he was hit by the fluffy substance, and pushed into the wall, he was sure Nexus would have suffered the same fate as the white fluff was so suddenly released. Bunji was pressed against one of the windows by the foam, the pressure was so great he broke through the window being dropped from a few feet off the ground he landed onto one of the outside tables with a loud crash. Some of the spectators scattered, and others lingered to see the injured red head laying on his back on a bed of rubble that was once a table, with heavy breaths he laid there staring at the dawn sky with one eye. “Gah….To hell with this crap…” he said to himself wishing he could just be on his hammock sleeping, with a heavy sigh he forced himself to rise to his feet. Both shield, and sword in hand he stared as the bakery was completely ruined by that last attack the old man used, the foam however would begin to deflate when it was finally gone the young mage walked into the bakery. A ’squeesh’ made him look down only to see his boot sink into the pool of white foam that now filled the entire area, staining the walls, an gathering all over the floor.
“Nexus!” he called out, seeing as he saw no sign of the old man he figured that was some sort of escaping technique. However he did remember seeing Nexus, so he wondered where the hell he had gone now.
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