06-24-2017, 03:24 AM
He watched the clock on that odd tablet. He was learning how to use it, slowly but surely. It still baffled him and there were a lot of things he did not quite understand about it, but he could do the basics. Pull up the map and relevant data - thanks to spying on Yuki-not-Yuki while she did her thing. Time was nearing for the drop. Takezo counted the seconds.
A smirk appeared as the clock struck the appropriate minute. It was difficult to see through the dense fog, but he was quick to begin his search. The more items I find, the more they'll hunt for me! Let my prey walk onto my sword. He saw in the distance two bodies walk through the mist. He thought of challenging them, but they retreated into the safehouse he had left moments ago.
With a grunt, Takezo continued his task; looking for the drop. Hell, maybe it would be a new sword! This old blade was growing dull and brittle with age. It was not the finest forged. Stolen from a corpse, he half expected it to snap by now. It was a rather pitiful trophy for his first kill. With many more that followed, Takezo was more than ready to upgrade.
Just as he was considering the sword, he discovered the drop zone. He had done almost a full circle around the safehouse before stumbling across the crate. A smirk formed and he eagerly flipped open the lid to see just what he had uncovered. Let them come... The thought burned in his eyes. Like a fire that raged, he was ready to be contested for this treasure.
Just as he looked upon his treasure, he peers up to Gamzee, a smirk formed. "Have you come to challenge me?" He closed the chest, his left hand resting upon his scabbard. Takezo was covered in three shades of blood from four victims of his sword. He looked roughed up, but not too badly injured - and his eyes were as lively as a newborn, and full of joy. "I wonder what color you will bleed!"
A smirk appeared as the clock struck the appropriate minute. It was difficult to see through the dense fog, but he was quick to begin his search. The more items I find, the more they'll hunt for me! Let my prey walk onto my sword. He saw in the distance two bodies walk through the mist. He thought of challenging them, but they retreated into the safehouse he had left moments ago.
With a grunt, Takezo continued his task; looking for the drop. Hell, maybe it would be a new sword! This old blade was growing dull and brittle with age. It was not the finest forged. Stolen from a corpse, he half expected it to snap by now. It was a rather pitiful trophy for his first kill. With many more that followed, Takezo was more than ready to upgrade.
Just as he was considering the sword, he discovered the drop zone. He had done almost a full circle around the safehouse before stumbling across the crate. A smirk formed and he eagerly flipped open the lid to see just what he had uncovered. Let them come... The thought burned in his eyes. Like a fire that raged, he was ready to be contested for this treasure.
Just as he looked upon his treasure, he peers up to Gamzee, a smirk formed. "Have you come to challenge me?" He closed the chest, his left hand resting upon his scabbard. Takezo was covered in three shades of blood from four victims of his sword. He looked roughed up, but not too badly injured - and his eyes were as lively as a newborn, and full of joy. "I wonder what color you will bleed!"
Quote:C21, searching for item drop. Will accept Gamzee's challenge.