Smuggling

[Madotsuki]

Sabitsuki rushed forward, her pipe raised high in the air above her head. With the movement assisting her, she swung downwards at breakneck speed. Even though Madotsuki swerved to the side, the impact left a decently-sized dent in the concrete, knocking her off balance. Following the momentum, she rolled away from the next swing and kept on going until she bumped into the narrow walls of the alleyway. With no where else to move, she held up the suitcase to block the pipe as it came crashing down.

Rather then pull away her weapon for another attack, the albino pressed on, trying to pin the Night Terror to the ground. "Just give up and die already," she sneered.

Instead, the dreamer struggled back, using a newfound surge of strength to push the gang leader away. She took advantage of the small window of time to ready her knife and swipe at her, leaving a small gash on her cheek. The next strike missed, clinging against the pipe. The attack continued, driving the albino towards the other wall as she was forced to block or else die a death of a thousand cuts.

It might've been an odd scene to anyone looking on; two teenage girls fighting in an alleyway and using their suitcases as shields. All they needed was a bunch of cumbersome armor and the "modern knight" vibe they were giving off would be complete. Although, these two wouldn't ever really be called chivalrous. Strong? Yes. Loyal? Maybe-- probably less so for Sabitsuki. Chivalrous? Nowadays, fighting fair would leave you dead. A little dirty trick or two was always needed.

Speaking of which, once she remembered the suitcase in her other hand, Sabitsuki swung it at the dreamer's face. It came out of left field and hit her squarely in the mouth, and she spun away to her knees, drooling blood. Madotsuki thrust her arm behind her blindly, and her opponent cried out in pain. If she had a few seconds, she could phase out and get away. Right now she didn't really care about her client; she just needed to get out of here. If it meant that her client would get blown up later, so be it.

Unfortunately, the albino wasn't backing off. The Night Terror hopped to the side to avoid the pipe, knocking away the blow that followed with her arm and kicking Sabitsuki in her now-injured belly in retaliation. Snarling in agony, she clutched her stomach as horns began to sprout out of her hair. This was her chance! Madotsuki turned tail and fled, hoping that the cameras weren't looking in her direction.

Before she could get very far, something hard and cold wrapped around her waist and yanked her backwards. When she stopped, she came face-to-face with the gang leader, having been pulled back into the fight via the bend in the pipe. The albino gave her a strained grin, her eyes flickering in pain. Despite what the dreamer thought earlier, Sabitsuki still looked relatively human. Was she holding something back? "Do you think I'm stupid?" she hissed, baring her razor sharp teeth. "Cause I'm not. You're not getting away this time."