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 Family Torn Asunder, Ollie, Takeo
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 Posted: Apr 24 2013, 07:54 PM
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December 16th, 2012
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Finally the time had come. Tonight was the night that Takeo Yamashiro would be brought to justice for his crimes against Tatsu. Two years ago, the man slaughtered her entire family all because she had chosen to marry his brother instead of him. If only she had the power to turn back the hands of the clock to prevent such a tragic event, but she couldn’t. All she could do was see that her loving husband and innocent children were avenged by the spilling of their killer’s blood. There would be not an ounce of mercy given to Takeo or anyone that followed him. Mercy was a luxury that he could not afford. Maybe if he had let her children live, just maybe she would show mercy. But that was not the case. Tatsu would never be able to hold them in her arms again and for that he had to die in the most painful way possible. Originally she was going to severe his head, but that would be too quick a death. No she had something much better in mind, something that would make him scream for mercy.

Tatsu was no fool though. Storming his home by herself would be death ensured. Earlier today she had gotten into contact with the green archer. The two of them had met once before when they were after the same target. He had proven himself to be a skilled warrior, someone that she could make use of. The man had agreed to join her in her quest for vengeance. It was a wise decision since taking out Takeo would be a major blow to the criminal underworld of Starling City. The complex was well guarded by several of Takeo’s men. Tonight it seemed as if the number had doubled. He had taken her threat of death seriously. Tatsu lowered the small pair of binoculars and glanced over at Arrow. ”You can take out anyone that you desire, but Takeo is mine alone.” She began to lay out the plan. ”I will approach from the east side, you take the west. Since they are only expecting one person we should have the upper hand.” Stealth would be paramount here, at least in the beginning.

The element of surprise was on their side. ”We do this right we both leave with our lives.” Donned in the red and gold suit she had crafted before leaving Japan, Tatsu gave her partner for the night a nod before taking off into the night. It took her less than thirty seconds to make it on the grounds. Patrolling the perimeter was two guards both carrying automatic weapons. The thickness of their attire to keep warm in the winter weather would make their movements slow, but it also meant that she would have to aim for more deadly areas with her shuriken. As one of them came closer, Tatsu flung a shuriken that cut through the air with deadly precision. The guard fell to the ground as the weapon stuck into the side of his neck. She snuck up behind the second guard, ending his life by slicing his throat.

Just as quick as she appeared Tatsu vanished from sight.
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 Posted: Apr 25 2013, 05:03 PM
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Perhaps it was a coincidence he ran into Katana the one night he was dressed as The Hood. He recognized her, eyes wary of the blade in its sheath. She may have tried to appear nonthreatening, but he did recall her throwing a projectile at him when they first met.

Nonetheless, he agreed to her soiree as a returned favor. She had agreed to wait twenty-four hours before killing someone on his List when they first met. And now here the two were, Arrow on his haunches gazing at the brightly lit building with Katana using her binoculaurs to peer further ahead.

Take out anyone he desired. Right. Because this was his fight? He shook his head. "Don't misunderstand why I'm here. I agreed to help; I didn't agree to go in. If you need me, I'll be there. But until then," he opened the flap of the worn, leather satchel he carried across his shoulder. He pulled out an earpiece, handing it to Katana. He put the second one in his ear. "Communication devices," Arrow explained, "because this is the 21st century."

And not whatever century it was where women wielding katanas went about slaying the Yakuza.

"We do this right we both leave with our lives.”

Oliver didn't reply. He began to move to the west side of the building, staying towards the shadows and out of eyesight until he found a proper vantage point. He reached into his bag to pull out a night-vision scope, attaching it to his bow. Why was it that crime lords of whatever nature never realized a house with large, glass walls was a poor compound to stay holed up in? With the right kind of tools that billionaires had at their disposal, not even the thickest of glass planes could stop Arrow.

He zoomed in with the scope before notching the bow. Two arrows later and two guards were down, arrows piercing their vocal cords to keep themselves from screaming. He turned his attention to the inside, mentally counting the thriving bodies. There was a lot. He was silently thankful he was smart enough not to ask why the Yakuza was in Starling City. Katana spoke as if it was none of his business.

"We have some options," Arrow said, firing another arrow at a guard patrolling the perimeter. "Places like these typically have generators, but I can make it go dark long enough to cause some confusion should things get too difficult. If it goes dark, close your eyes. I brought flash grenades."
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Takeo Yamashiro (NPC)
 Posted: Apr 27 2013, 05:34 PM
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Takeo sat in a large, leather chair behind an equally large, solid wood desk in the center of the complex. The skylights overhead were covered now, their usefulness being at an end so late at night, and they were expecting guests. His eyes were only torn away from the door to a display to his right of surveillance cameras on the premises. A smile spread over his lips at the first signs they had visitors -- the lack of radio contact. How long had they been here, he wondered? How much longer would it take them to step into his parlor?

The muffled sobs to his left went unnoticed. The family he'd snared just for his dear ex-Sister-in-Law were as anxiously awaiting their arrival as Takeo was. "Don't dawdle," he sneered, "I have a surprise for you."

Four guards stood inside the office itself as well, two of them presiding over the captives; a pair on either side of the desk. If Tatsu was so driven to kill him he'd take precautions to keep the witch from cutting their night together short. A katana rested in a holder resting atop the desk as Takeo dearly hoped to end the whore's life the same way he'd slain that traitorous bastard. Though, Takeo should thank him. After all Tatsu obviously would have made a poor wife. Good wives didn't turn into killers overnight because of a little bad blood. They wept and moved on. Then again, Tatsu wasn't a normal woman.

As one of the guard outside radioed in their suspicions, Takeo sighed. What did he need to offer people so they were motivated enough to stay alive and kill the bitch? It wasn't like this was a surprise assault and it was one woman. Sure, she was Yakuza, but then so were they. Their loss was Takeo's gain however as he'd get the honor of putting her down like a rabid dog.
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 Posted: Apr 30 2013, 11:40 PM
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Tatsu could respect his want to not get involved directly in the matter, but they were dealing with criminals. Every single person in and around the home were criminals of some kind. Some maybe were drug dealers while others were murderers. She thought that it would be something the archer would be glad to participate in. After all, once they were done with this place the streets would be just a little bit safer. She was glad that he had brought along communicators because she did not think of that. Her mind was focused on finding Takeo and taking his head. Tatsu was not used to working with others. Only one two separate occasions had she taken on a partner or sorts, and both of those occasions had been on accident. She snuck up behind another guard, this one wearing little more than a windbreaker, a tough guy. She ran her tanto through his left kidney and twisted the blade. As he fell to the ground she slit his throat a little to keep him from calling out for help, but not enough to kill. She wanted the man to bleed out from his wounds.

Arrow’s voice came in over the comm. as she continued moving closer to the house. ”You and I both,” she responded. Tatsu always carried flash grenades with her whenever she was attacking a group. It made combat a lot easier and safer since most of her targets used guns. ”Takeo knows that we’re here or at least just me. I suspect there to be many more inside. The higher the concentration of guards the closer I get to him.” Tatsu used the trashcans on the side to make her way up onto the balcony overhead. There was a single guard leaning over the railing enjoying a smoke. She snuck up behind him then drew his attention with a whistle. When the guy turned around to look at her he received a face full of boot. The force of the kick sent the man tumbling over the rail and to the ground where he smacked face first.

“What the hell?!”

Tatsu looked through the glass doors just in time to see a guy entering the room. ”Dammit!” She quickly moved out of sight as he unloaded with his Uzi. The element of surprise was now gone. ”Kill the lights, now!” she shouted to Arrow. As the guard came over the check his handiwork, from a hanging position Tatsu drove her sword up through his neck. She yanked the weapon free and the guy fell over the rail to join his buddy below. She pulled herself back onto the balcony and entered the house through the broken glass.
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 Posted: May 1 2013, 12:29 AM
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Takeo. A Yakuza member. Presumably someone close to Katana. Oliver made sure to remember that name.

"Rough estimate from what I can see, a dozen inside. Most likely more," Arrow replied. Most of the guards on his end had dropped. A single eye peered through the night-vision scope, zooming further into the windowed fortification. It was harder to see inside given how the area was lit up like the sun itself. He didn't want to take the time to switch scopes, not until Katana was inside the compound.

He heard little of the thumps and sickening splits of flesh on his end. Eyes focused on the perimeter, careful to watch for movement from beyond the area. ”Dammit!” Oliver sucked in a breath, quickly notching an arrow and drawing back the string. His eyes narrowed on the electric box on the outside. The wind fluttered his hood, giving him a moment to adjust his aim. ”Kill the lights, now!”

He fired. The arrow collided into the electric box, sending up a fury of sparks as the compound stilled to darkness. Arrow was off again, hightailing it down the slope and closer towards the windowed building. Katana was on her own for a bit longer; stealth may have disappeared, but no one knew where Arrow was... yet. Pumping his legs, he skidded to a halt beside one of the fallen bodies and padded the man's head before taking out out an ear piece, slipping it close to his free ear.

Frantic words reached him from the Yakuza's end. He didn't know Japanese, but he could suss out enough to know they were trying to regroup. "You've got at least four converging on your locati--" Arrow ducked as bullets rained. Flashes of lights from the fired uzi's salted the night. Arrow sheathed his bow, reached into his bag, and pulled out a radio jammer. Flipping it on and turning the dial, static erupted from the guards's radio once Arrow found the signal.

"They're dark!"

Arrow dashed away again, raising his bow, peering through the scope. Katana was dancing her way through the darkness. He tracked her movements, anticipated her route, loaded an arrow, and fired. It sliced into a man's vertebrate trying to sneak up on her from behind.

"Get Takeo. I'll deal with the guards!"

No better way to do that than with a distraction. A specialized arrow was notched, and an explosive arrowhead went off. Just a deterrent, he knew, with a very loud sound... that immediately drew gunfire. He didn't have a clue as to when the generators would kick on.
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Takeo Yamashiro (NPC)
 Posted: May 3 2013, 11:03 PM
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The lights went out and a lone light popped to life in the corner. Slowly Takeo reached forward and lifted the Katana from its perch. With equal measure he rose from the large chair to stand behind his desk and calmly drew the sheathed blade down to his left side. As he moved around one side of the desk, a small remote fell to the tips of his right hand. "Tatsu," he breathed with nearly a sigh, "enough foreplay. Show yourself so I can cut your pretty little head from your shoulders and have it mailed back to your beloved Oyabun." In the dead silence the soft tightening of flesh over the blade sheath was heard between muffled cries of the hostages.

A radio crackled to lift for more help as the intruders -- four of them, so they said -- tightened their grip on the compound. Takeo waved his right hand dismissively for one of his senior guards to deal with the noise. He was staying right here waiting for the woman that walked into his city expecting him to beg for mercy. So proud. So haughty. Takeo was looking forward to driving the sword that killed her precious husband through Tatsu's heart in the end; and then he'd reclaimed what he'd left behind. A memento of what happened when you left even a weak loose thread like a woman behind.

He ground his teeth for a moment before snapping his fingers for the guard to extend his radio out. "Yo. Tatsu!" The man's voice reverberated throughout the room. "Have your dogs wait outside and face me." Weak as she was, Takeo had to assume she'd want the pleasure of killing him personally. She'd listen. Until she found out what surprise he had in store for her; something to remind her of the past and why every person she'd killed before was nothing compared to a real man like Takeo Yamashiro. A real Oyabun. Someone that could still raise a sword and cut out the hearts of his enemies like he had Tatsu... only he hadn't thought the body had enough willpower to survive without the heart. An unfortunate mistake, but one he'd gladly correct tonight.
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 Posted: May 7 2013, 03:59 PM
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As Tatsu snuck out of the room, the lights of the complex whet out. Good, that should make moving through a little bit easier, not safer, but easier. A light source did not matter when it came to bullets. Someone could easily get off a very lucky shot in the dark which meant that she still had to use ever ounce of caution she had. Tatsu pulled free a shuriken from the numerous pouches on her suit and flung it through the air. The deadly weapon stuck into the left eye of the man ahead. He buddy took a shot in the dark, but missed completely. He cocked the shotgun for another blast, but it never came. The tip of Tatsu’s blade emerged from his stomach. She pulled the weapon back out through his back and kept on moving forward. As she ended the life of another man, she quickly turned around when she heard the pained groans of someone. A guy with an arrow sticking out from his back was on the ground. She looked in the direction from which is came and nodded. ”Almost there.”

As the explosive area went off, Tatsu moved around the corner and came up on the back of another guard. He was confused, scared, and did not quite know what to do. He looked like he was a young one. Too bad his life had to end tonight before it really began. Tatsu used the hilt of her sword to disable him with a blow to the pressure point to the back of his leg then to the side of his neck. The man fell to his knees unable to lift the arm that held a gun. Tatsu dragged her blade across his throat then kicked him forward to the floor. Upon hearing Takeo’s voice she picked up the kid’s radio. ”Do not worry, Takeo. The final confrontation will be between just you and I.” She flung the radio aside and moved on to the room that no doubt held Takeo inside. But standing before her was another guard, one carrying a very large gun. She quickly pulled out a flashbang and tossed it down the hall as the man opened fire. Bullets that would have easily ripped holes into her body narrowly passed.

The flashbang went off, giving her the opportunity that she needed. Several shuriken flew through the air; some collided with him while others missed. Before he could recover, Tatsu flew through the air like a bat out of Hell and drove her sword straight through his chest. As he fell, she yanked the sword out, flicked the blood away, and sheathed it. Anything could be waiting for her behind those double doors. Takeo was not one known for his fairness. She did not expect him to be alone. Tatsu pulled out the Soultaker, the very sword that had been used to slay her husband Maseo. Tonight it would be sated by the blood of a truly malicious man. She kicked open the doors. What she saw inside made her pause. The bastard had hostages. ”Hostages?” she made sure that Arrow heard her. ”You coward, you good for nothing coward. This is between you and I, Takeo.”
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 Posted: May 7 2013, 07:20 PM
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More bursts of light from the end of muzzles ignited the world. Oliver was forced to put away his night-vision scope as he jumped through one of the broken windows. He rolled to the stop, swinging out his bow to trip a guard and crush his windpipe with the side of his palm. He darted towards the closest point of safety.

He laid his back flat against the wall, chest heaving up and down. He strained his senses, listening for the curses and guns. Some still fired in the darkness, but on cue, a hum filled the air as the generators kicked on. Dim lights lit up the world and the initial panic of intruders ceased. Everything was clear, outside of the bodies, or so he hoped the guards thought.

"Do not worry, Takeo. The final confrontation will be between just you and I.”

Did that mean she was there? He couldn't chance asking, not when he was hearing more footsteps. They neared, thumps of kicked bodies following their wake. Oliver silently notched an arrow, spun around close to the wall, and fired. He would have to assume they changed their radio signals, which meant he was the one at a disadvantage. The arrow found its target and The Hood retreated, back through the window in which he came from. The guards followed, firing and cursing, but Arrow was already running along the perimeter of the compound, zig-zagging all the while. Just like Katana, Arrow had taken out another arrow--another flash grenade at its tip. He gripped it, waited, then threw it behind him. It flashed and he continued to run.

”Hostages?”

Oliver cursed. He ran to the back of the building, gaining the surprise on a guard as Oliver jumped, using the force of his momentum for a concussive blow. He was still moving, scaling up the building with the strength of an ape. He jumped from pivot to ledge, trying to keep away from the windows before he reached the rooftop. More guards were there, the back-up arriving to keep surveillance on the surrounding area. Oliver went to work, biting back the pain of the wounds he suffered as the guards lay at his feet.

He had a plan. Or so he hoped. He reached into his bag of tricks. Black rope in hand, he found the nearest anchor and went to work.
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 Posted: May 7 2013, 09:17 PM
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Takeo sliced his Katana in a vertical arch off to his side as Tatsu entered the sanctuary. "Oi," his dark eyes slide to the side, "shoot her only if she tries to save the hostages or her friends interrupt." The Boss then turned his attention back to the long-lost Sister in Law with a smile on his lips. "This is between us, Tatsu. I thought you would like a reminder of our last time together. I'll be sure to remind you of that night before you die."

He lifted the remote in his other hand so Tatsu could see it. "About those 'friends' you brought," A slight reflex was all that was needed to trip the switch. In the two corners of the sanctuary behind Takeo, and down the corridor back the way Tatsu had come, bright floodlights flared to life. "Let's see how helpful they are now." He didn't trust those she'd dragged along to mind their manners and stay out of this reunion, especially not if they'd been alerted to the hostages. Bleeding hearts all of them. Unbecoming of a Yakuza.

With a dismissive flick he sent the remote off to the side for it to clatter onto the wood floor. In his good hand, Takeo held the Katana out between them and gave Tatsu a hungry grin. "Realized you're not prepared, Tatsu? Fight me, or run away." Challenge set before her, he stood ready for combat, but studying the woman before him as an opponent to read her body language and soon her style to find a weakness for him to exploit. Whatever the woman thought, she should know he could wield a blade just as well as she could. In his opinion? Better. He'd been looking forward to this since she had the gall to reveal herself at the party. Time for her marry rampage to come to an end.
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 Posted: May 9 2013, 12:56 PM
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She should have known that he would try something like this. It was a classic tactic for a man of his position, a lousy coward. Tatsu scanned the faces of the hostages, each one stricken with fear. Two guards were also in the room with them, ready to execute at Takeo’s order. Hopefully her partner would make it in time to keep such a thing from happening while she finished the man off. Nothing was going to stand between her and avenging her family, not even the lives of the innocent. She did not know the people held in captivity, never seen them a day in her life. Their lives held no meaning to Tatsu so why should she care if they lived or died? That was a question that bounced around in her mind. Behind them several lights came on at the push of a button which would make it more difficult for the archer to approach unseen. But she was confident in the man’s abilities.

From behind the thin, blood red mask she stared into the eyes of Takeo. ”For years now I have waited for this moment. Tonight is the night that I take more than just your hand.” There would be no more running. Only one of them would be leaving the house alive and Tatsu was going to make damn sure that it was her. Her grip on the sword tightened as she brought it to level. With incredible quickness, she sprang forward going for a straight jab to the abdomen. It was an opening attack not really meant to kill, but get a feel for her opponent. Two years ago she faced off against Takeo and cut off part of one of his arms. His prowess with a blade no doubt suffered because of it. She followed up the straight jab with a diagonal slash coming from his right side.
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 Posted: May 14 2013, 03:16 PM
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Helping someone who he technically owed a debt to was one thing, but having to free hostages meanwhile? A part of Oliver was saying he could walk away right now--who would care about Katana or the idiots who were stupid enough to get captured? While he knotted the rope around the ventilation shaft on the rooftop, he knew better. He was here, now, to "help." And that was what he was going to do. If word was on the news about hostages, Arrow wouldn't get involved. He had no reason to, having no personal stake, but if what Katana said--that this "Takeo" truly was a bad guy, then he supposed he'd have no choice but to help stop the madness.

Arrow estimated the distance he'd need from the knot. He glanced downward, ignoring the floodlights. They were worthless given what he was about to do. Darting several steps back, he ran forward and jumped off the roof, twisting in mid-air as the rope snaked with him. The rope went taunt and Arrow collided into the window. Boots shattered the glass pane he went through (weakened, perhaps, by stray bullet fire), creating a cacophony of sound that masked Arrow rolling and unleashing two flechettes, one from each hand. Both guards dropped and Arrow was already darting forward, ignoring the duel of the Yakuza and Katana.

He grabbed one of the hostages without a word, dragging them to the shattered window before pantomiming for the others to follow. The rope had stretched to the ground; their hands may burn on the way down, but it was better than descending into unknown territory by the stairs. At least from this vantage point, he could pellet any guards with arrows before they could near the hostages sliding down to safety.

His only concern was keeping an eye on the duel. He had no interest in getting involved. He wanted to make sure he didn't find himself in the crossfire.
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 Posted: May 16 2013, 07:45 PM
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Takeo snorted at Tatsu's brave words. Her opening strike was batted aside with a swipe of his own blade as he stepped to the side to keep moving in the confines of the room so his 'opponent' couldn't easily read the movements of his muscles. The man let out a quick laugh filled with derision. "Concerned I'm not as weak as you kept telling yourself every night dreaming of this day?"

The slash was met with a a quick downward strike of his own to halt the progress of Tatu's blade. Takeo then quickly moved in, metal grinding against metal until their hilts touched and the two stood close together. "So how much have you told your 'partner,' Tatsu? Just enough to keep him on a leash?" He didn't bother waiting for a response before shoving against the woman and quickly stepping back to clear any quick strike; his left foot shifted back to keep the blade between the two of them. "I wonder how long it will take before he turns on you?"

Again, the response wasn't what he was after. Takeo stepped forward and delivered a quick overhead strike down at the woman's skull. His movements weren't quite as nimble as Tatsu's given his limited handicap; but what he lacked in delivering a rapid succession of blows he made up for in strength. All he had to do was connect and bring this old, tired chapter of his life to an end.

Then Takeo would have to deal with The Hood. Something to keep in mind when he was ready to deliver the killing blow to Tatsu; she might be useful as a Human shield from The Hood's arrows. Or maybe he'll have run out of ammunition and they could settle this traditionally by cutting off the man's head.

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 Posted: May 16 2013, 09:00 PM
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As expected, her opening attack was unsuccessful. She offered no words to his taunting because at the moment she was focused on taking off his head. She did not find him worthy enough to engage in banter with. Takeo was nothing but a murderous piece of garbage unfit to walk the planet any longer. If she had to die in the process then so be it, but tonight Takeo was going to die. Her life was unimportant if she could not avenge her family. Their faces, their soft faces flashed through her mind as he pushed away from her to setup for another attack. Tatsu missed her husband and children dearly, more than anyone could ever know. The hatred that she felt for the man responsible was boiling beneath her skin, fighting to be unleashed in a flurry of strikes. But the rational warrior part of her kept that hatred in check. She could not afford to lash out in such a way. This was no ordinary thug she was taking on. This was a man that spent years fighting his way to the top. He did not become leader of a gang for his looks.

Tatsu braced herself as the sword came crashing down to meet hers. It was true that his physical strength was greater than hers, but she still had the advantage, one that Takeo could never have. She pushed up with her body, knocking his sword arm up. In that brief moment she took advantage of the opening by slicing him across the abdomen. If she had been a little bit closer the strike would have opened his stomach completely. Lucky for him she had been too far away. She glanced at the blood on the tip of her blade. Soon the whole thing would be covered. As Tatsu prepared for another strike, the window broke and in came Arrow. He took out the guards while quickly grabbing one of the hostages. She was greatly relieved that he had made it and was taking care of them. Now she would not have to worry about the people being used against her. Truthfully, Tatsu had not been too sure if she would have cared if their lives were placed in harm’s way. She was willing to do anything to kill Takeo.

She only had to decide on whether or not it should be fast or slow and painful. Hm yes, the latter option sounded more fitting. Tatsu went in again this time going for a hit from his weaker side. All she had to do was get in one good strike and the fight would be over with. Her sword gleamed from the light as she brought it down, aiming for his arm. She was hoping to separate it from the body.
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 Posted: May 24 2013, 10:45 PM
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Arrow ignored the bantering, or threats, or over-zealous nature enemies had in their monologues. The duel between blades was simply that, metal versus metal. Last he checked, he didn't have a blade, physical or verbal.

Urging the hostages out through the window, he shoved several of the timid kind towards the rope to force their instincts into play. Freezing at the lip of a broken window while in the proximity of sparks and swords was potentially the worst thing to do. He didn't have the time to coddle--as shoving someone towards a rope attested.

As the last one cried out and landed on the ground to the outstretched hands attempt to halt the person's decent, Arrow joined them without looking back. He slid down the black rope, landed on the ground, and let it dangle like a loose tentacle. Katana was on her own now. Arrow couldn't do anything more; he helped her get inside, as was his goal, and got out the hostages. The rest of the guards be damned, the hostages took priority.

Keeping his bow at his side, he urged the pack to start running forward, towards the road. Arrow darted back to the bodies, checking the pockets, before twirling a set of keys in his hands.

He ran to the side of the bunker-of-sorts, revving the engine of a black SUV. There were several others for Katana to use. "I'm out. Keep the comm. device." He kept his words curt for fear in distracting her.

He drove down the lane, stopping in front of the fleeing group. Some sighed realizing who was driving, but they all piled in, and Arrow got out. He told one of them to drive back to the city, straight to SCPD. They agreed, and took off.

As for Arrow? Katana and him had to get here somewhere. He went back to what brought them here to begin with and left.

EXIT Arrow
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Takeo twisted and slammed his blade against Tatsu's to knock it away before pressing forward with another swipe at her pretty face. "You think I've gotten soft? I killed your husband. I can kill you," the man snarled. His swings came quickly and with force. They lacked perhaps the agility of his opponent, but they stretched out toward her flesh to ward her back while hoping for a good strike. Takeo arched the swings so they came back in close to his body, however, providing an elongated, elliptical path rather than a broad half-circle that'd leave him completely open. It was already apparent their fight wouldn't end in the first few blows. They were both too familiar with a blade to falter that easily.

As for Arrow, the man hadn't given the vigilante another thought. The man had ruined Takeo's surprise for Tatsu; he would be dealt with later. Someone so insignificant, however, didn't warrant breaking off the duel to give chase. Part of him wished he could light the house on fire instead. A fitting scene for their battle. If he couldn't give her the cries of the innocent, perhaps he could stage...

In place of another swing, Takeo stepped back as his artificial limb clamped down on one of the chairs sitting before his desk. With a shout he threw the furniture at the woman. A distraction so he could roll over the top of his desk and produce two bottles of refined alcoholic drink with a broad grin. "This lacks atmosphere, Tatsu. We're reunited at last. A drink," he cried before one of the bottles was whipped into the wall. His other hand swept up and shattered one of the floodlights bathing the room in light; the spark of its dying embers ignited the quick burning fuel. "For old time's sake." The second bottle he knocked the top off, quickly set it ablaze and flung it against the wall on the opposite side of the room.
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