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AvsnittThe day was sour. Wave after wave with heavy rain mixed with snow were cast about with violence, though the power of the upset weather was not enough to be called a storm (Only very shitty weather). It was not an issue though, because he was inside the old shopping centre. Only the harsh sound of rain colliding with transparent glass here and there, else from that; Nothing. His movements were slow, announcing that he had all the time in the world. There was nothing special on his shopping list, although he would surely go over some canned food in one of the grocery stores to see if there was anything edible for him and the snot (Svara, the puppy living in his cottage) for later.
AvsnittFor now though, he slowly approached the jewellery store where his one night stand with Tayui Aston had taken place. As the cream and chocolate male let a finger trace a dusty glass shelf, he could not help but wonder if there were more bastard children running about in these lands. The white lady with the skunk stripe had disappeared, but there could still be some twisted fruit from their love making. Probably not, and if it unfortunately was so, then it was hers problem, and not his. Haku would refuse to take any responsibility for any offspring. He had turned a female down before, and he could do it again.
AvsnittTheir scents, her scent, were long gone, and there was nothing for him there. He exited the little store and headed into another, this one stuffed with toys. How cute. He threw himself down into a soft sacco chair and picked up a human doll from the ground, eyeing it with distaste. The Lilium then started to pick on the unmoving eye of the doll, determined to remove both just to waste some time. He forced a claw into the eye socket of the doll and wriggled his claw slightly in a pressuring angle, and was awarded with a pop and the sound of the eye hitting the ground and rolling away. A second pop sounded less than fifteen seconds later, joining the first eye on its run towards one of the dark corners of the shop.
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Assuming it's an indoors mall instead of a strip mall? Lemme know if it's not
Rain pounded against the walls and glass of the large human building. It was filled with a generous array of stores. The coyote hadn't come across many such buildings in his travels before. Not only was it a welcome refuge from the frigid downpour, but he was in need of a few items. He had been lucky enough to find a store that had thread and needles. His encounter with that crazed murderer had left some gashes and tears in his trench coat. Onus was rather fastidious about his clothes. He had been able to find the exact color of thread to match his coat and had spent a good amount of time stitching it up.
With that repaired he donned it again and went on his second errand, storing the thread and needle in his pocket. The man had never been this far north before, so was unprepared for such temperatures. The cold didn't bother him much, but he was hoping to find a scarf to help keep his neck warm. It would also help protect his throat during fights. Most of his outfit was as much practical as it was theatrical. It was another layer between his opponent's claws and his own skin. Quite effective. Idly walking down the lines of stores one finally caught his veiled eyes. He searched through the racks, trying to find one that would serve his purpose. His hands found a smooth yet thick one that was roughly the same color as his eye wrap. Satisfied, he folded the fabric around his neck and tucked it into his coat.
Onus exited the store and continued to walk down the hall, hoping to find something else of interest. Large ears flicked inside the holes of his fedora at the popping and clinking sounds from up ahead. Apparently he was not alone in the abandoned mall. Casually he walked forward into the doorway of the toy store, hidden black gaze taking in the wolf holding the doll. The male said nothing. Just stood there and watched. Waited.
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Yes, correct! 300+
AvsnittWith almost soundless footsteps, a stranger had arrived. Haku’s eyes reluctantly wandered upwards and took in the oddity that had entered (his!) toy store. The Lilium arched a solitary eyebrow at the piece of cloth that hid the coyote’s eyes away. He could already say with certainty that this canine would be one of the more interesting ones he would ever encounter. Under normal circumstances it was the other part that opened for a dialogue when Haku met random strangers, but the other shifted brute stood still and watched Haku’s little private games of eye popping. With an elegant movement, his hand gently laid the doll to rest on the cold floor next to the sacco chair he was sitting in.
AvsnittThe chocolate coated male leaned back comfortably with an air of calm, and braided his fingers together in curious expectation. He gave a mental frown at the thought that this would never be his shopping mall anymore. The lack of scents from other canines had always been very present in this mall, and Haku had spent hours this last half year, picking out strange items that he meant could prove worthy of a spot on the shelf over the fire in his cottage, and so on. Other times he had just wandered about, merely looking at all the strange human artifices, and for some of them he would never know the use of, their purpose.
AvsnittMost of the junk was not useful, actually. That was the humans. As for clothes, he could understand, because the humans had not thick fur like the majority of the animal kingdom. They had had to keep warm. But, canines with clothes, dresses and piercings? Haku was sure they had their own silly reasons for putting human clothing on, but he was unable to imagine a reason that was good enough excuse ridiculing themselves so willingly without shame. Haku waited a moment or two before he decided to finally break the silence.
AvsnittThe male nodded towards the corner where the two eyes had rolled. ”I found your eyes.”
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Not surprisingly, it didn't take long for the other canine to notice his presence. It was subtle, but he could tell that he had in some way peaked the other's interest in the raised eyebrow. Not a surprise either. His choice of appearance was usually something other canines didn't often come across. Few enough actually wore human clothes (in some areas more than others, but it was always the exception and never the rule). Even among those that did, no one took it to the level that he himself did. It was all part of the plan. Part of the mission. It had proved more than effective thus far.
Onus studied the scars that were rather prominent on the dark wolf's body. Many on his arms, seemingly self inflicted. That was something that the coyote never understood. What was the reason behind cutting oneself? What good could it possibly do them? He shrugged those thoughts away. They were of no importance. The most intriguing scar was the pentagram adorning his chest. Had this man done that himself as well? Or had someone done it for him? Those were much more interesting questions. Yet still he held back. Blunt as he tended to be, he had his own sense of timing.
When the silence in the mall was finally shattered by the other luperci his gaze followed to where the doll's eyes had rolled. Did he think him blind or was he just making conversation? Either was entirely possible. Many on first setting eyes on him assumed that his head was wrapped because he had no use of his eyes. The truth was that his eyes worked perfectly. Indeed, they even caught things that many missed. The cloth was to mimic the one on the statue of justice he had seen in his youth. "They are in my head. Always have been," he stated plainly. "Interesting marking on chest."
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AvsnittSlowly, yet with a grace that made it seem like a single movement, the Lilium got up on his feet. That the stranger was a coyote awoke no provocation in the werewolf. Inferni itself made no feelings arise either. There had been nothing personal to him in the Dahlian war. To Haku, it simply made no sense to let the hostile coyote clan live on when they spread fear and chaos amongst the packs. He had given it a half-hearted try, but the spirit that was needed to vanquish the coyotes was forever absent, and he could not stand alone. He had gotten the drama his soul always burned for, and it had helped him settle. It was only a matter of time before the desire for more overwhelmed him. He could feel it, even with the beast inside him slumbering. Something bad would happen when the beast woke up.
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Haku still occasionally suffered from memory loss. Waking up at random places, sometimes with the scent of blood still lingering, or all over him. He had yet to find the victims (he automatically assumed that blood had once belonged to someone of course). He took a step forward towards the carnival creature and smirked coyly. "Oh, really? I suppose that makes some sense.” Again, back to the creature that shared Haku’s body. The chocolate man could be mentally ill, or it could simply be something else, but he knew there was something wrong with him. Reasons for self harming could be so much. To convert mental pain into physical pain, if only for a while. For Haku, it was a way to release the pressure that always slowly was building up in him. Blood was the only thing that kept him in line. He worshipped it. If he could not rip open another creature, he would in the end turn on himself and create rivers of crimson.
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The blue eyed man brought a hand to the black mark on the upper part of his chest, above the long scar line after Colibri Soul’s black dagger. "Thanks. It is very special to me. the male answered while his grin expanded in his face. It had just been there one day, his flesh still steaming from the heat that had been applied. It was self-inflicted, but not by him. By someone else. "If you like it, I could get you one.” Another step reduced the distance between the two men.
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As the wolf rose and took a step forward, Onus watched him carefully. At that instant, if not before, he knew that this one was one to be watched. There was a feeling deep in his gut that told him. The sense he got from this man was one that he had felt before. It came from people who did whatever they pleased. No mind of the consequences or how their actions effected others. There was a smugness in the smile that was all too easy to read. Though it was also clear that he wasn't to be taken lightly. The fact that a massive strength lingered in those muscles was glaringly obvious. As far as coyotes went, the coated man was at the top of the species. Still, that wasn't enough compared to the power and size of a wolf. The vigilante had experience though. He was quick and resourceful. After all, he was still breathing.
Hrm. Why was he so pleased with that brand? Very peculiar. Very peculiar indeed. This male was a criminal. Only criminals had such demeanors. Onus had seen it many times before. None of this showed on the outside though. His brain may have been working at lightning speed, but one would never be able to tell by looking at him. He was stoic and unmoving. As the distance was closed between their two bodies he made no move to step back or forward. Only waited and watched. Though he had a feeling the time for inaction would soon pass. "No. No desire for such things." Just because it was interesting didn't mean he wanted one on his body.
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AvsnittSome things held fond memories. Onus was right in his thoughts when he classified Haku as a criminal, because all in all, that was what the tawny werewolf was. The pentagram reminded the man of what he was capable of, what he was, what he had done. Haku did not possess the normal understanding of beauty. He saw beauty in pain and misery, death and decay. Blood. The blood made him want to cry. That was what had made his night time trip to Inferni all those months ago so amazingly unique and special. Towards the end, Haku had been completely crimson from the red fluid, and it had given him a kick better than any drug. His body ached, he wanted to do something like that again. He wanted to play with alive bodies and watch their life be taken away and their souls leave their bodies.
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The male’s answer did not surprise the chocolate male, and he shrugged it away. Then silence broke in again, and the man flattened his ears slightly, wondering if he should feel uncomfortable about the coyote. Haku executed the distance between the further, and this time did not stop before he was in front of the male. Haku recognized total self control when he saw it, because he was a master of it himself. He disliked it, and he slowly was coming to an overall judgment that he disliked this male. Haku wrinkled his nose as the male’s strong scent of some human made perfume hit his nostrils. The smile faded and the wolf’s face became blank, though there was still a glister in his eyes. "What do you want?” Also, what did that bandana really hide?
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There was not anything threatening in Haku’s posture, but Haku had no interest of cloaking himself in front of this man. This was a man with some of the same attributes as Haku, but on the other side of the fence and with moral and justice serving as his weapons. Haku believed he could sense an upcoming enemy when he saw one.
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The two of them did have some things in common. Onus would openly admit that he had killed people. Many people. But unlike this man before him, there was a reason behind the homicides that he committed. All of those he had killed had deserved it. They were scum. Rapists, murders, pedophiles. Creatures that had forfeited their right to live when they had taken it from others. They deserved no less. He had appointed himself judge, jury, and executioner. But he trusted his moral beliefs without a shadow of a doubt. He knew when someone was guilty. He knew when they deserved to die.
The males were silently sizing each other up. The shrinking space between them was full of an electric energy that was getting ready to discharge. Onus didn't take his cloaked eyes from the other's face, even when he had to incline his head to do so. He saw the wheels behind his eyes turning in a difference direction. Saw his nose wrinkle when he caught the human scent that the coy had chosen as his own. Saw the smug grin melt into nothing. Nothing about his body changed. Simply stood there, looking at the wolf. Internally, however, he was ready to make a move at the drop of a pin. He let the silence hang in the air for a few moments before deciding to answer. "Want your name." Though he was fairly certain he already had it.
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Sorry for wait!
The was reason and not reason. Haku did not need much to do what he did. He was a selfish being, and was almost lost in his own egoism. Only occasionally were there traces of caring in his soul. The Dahlia brute was slowly training himself up for the sake of his pack, but it was a slow process and it would not be very successful, something he would not finally admit before months and months of trying. Haku should have been a foot soldier in the world war, nothing more, nothing less. Haku did not bother much with weighting between what was right and wrong, because it was only something made up by other people that wanted control. They were not humans, they were wolves. Take Inferni as the forever perfect example. They posed a threat, and Haku had attempted to eliminate that threat. He was fond of Darwinism, and was quite disappointed with the wolves in these lands. Why couldn't they all have remained simple wolves driven by the laws of nature?
The coyote wanted his name, but Haku was far from sure if he deserved to know. Would it matter? The brown male slowly lifted his hand to scratch the back of his own ear. "Haku, and yours?"
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No worries!
While many scorned the gifts of the virus and what the humans had left behind, Onus embraced them with open arms. Besides, right and wrong existed in the animal kingdom as well. It might not be the same things that humans had believed were moral or immoral and they might have punished it in different ways, but those thoughts were still there. Their situation was more dire now though. There was no set job for punishing those who crossed that line. So far much of the scum of the earth had been having a grand old time wreaking their havoc and corruption. Onus sought to try and put an end to it. Realistically he knew it would never happen, but he would never stop. He would make those that brought down fear onto others fear him.
He had guessed the answer before it had even come from the wolf's lips. Somehow he had just known that this was the criminal that had crucified that innocent mother and child. While the hybrid male had silently warned him that this man's life was his to take, that didn't mean that Onus wouldn't touch him at all. If he ended up dying in the process then so be it. As long as justice was served. Black eyes glinted beneath their cover. "Can just call me retribution," the coyote said calmly while he thrust out one hand in an attempt to stab his claw's into Haku's side right under his ribs.
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It had only been a question about time before this would happen, and now it did. The chocolate wolf threw himself sideways away from the sharp claws that slashed after his side, and they only connected with loose fur. Deadly eyes stayed on the male’s face. Retribution, he said? For what? Haku had done nothing, and he had never even seen the dressed up coyote before in his life. The Dahlia man was not surprised though, because people always thought whatever they wanted and made up their own version of the truth. He did not doubt that this man had talked with an enemy and automatically assumed that what he had heard from that person was the ultimate truth. Oh, yes, Haku was very used to that. Haku was the bad guy, always was and always would be. Mr. Retribution was merely one of many that assumed they knew the clean facts.
Not a moment passed before it was Haku’s turn to make a move. He shot towards the male and threw a clutched fist directly aimed at the stranger’s face. Full force was behind it, but not his whole body and weight. Maybe this guy had experience in fighting, but so did he. He was already ready to change his footing and/or avoid another attack if the male was to duck and throw himself at him. If there was something Haku had, it was complete control over his own body. His brain worked on top gear, guessing why this male attacked him without warning nor reason. Was it some kind of hitman purchased to take him down? He only had mortal enemies in Inferni, and the truce between Dahlia de Mai and Inferni was now broken in Haku’s eyes. They never quit, they never surrendered. Haku was not the murderer of peace, Gabe and his devilish minions were.
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It was not only the words from the clan member that made him strike and believe what he had said was truth. It was everything about this wolf. Onus could sniff out a criminal from miles away and there was no doubt in his mind that Haku was one. Whether or not he had killed those coyotes he had no doubt done something worthy of punishment. Punishment that the vigilante was more than happy to dish out.
Unfortunately the large male must have sensed it coming for he dodged out of the way of his claws. Too bad. That would have been a lovely start to the fight had it worked. Onus was far from discouraged however. As a forceful punch was directed his way he easily avoided the blow. Turning, he moved backwards and tried to slash at the wolf's back with his claws while still backpedaling. His movements had amazing precision and speed and he was soon standing a good distance away from his opponent, watching him.
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300+ Uhm, did you say you wanted him to remove the cloth Onus covers his eyes with? 
Luckily Haku was mostly indifferent to what the world thought of him. His world was Dahlia, and that was it. The rest was not of value to him. However, this did affect one thing, and that was the relationship between Dahlia and Inferni. The only group he had offended horribly was the clan when he had slashed open the members. Aside from that, he was mostly a good boy nowadays. It didn't matter. A mental grin approached. At least Cercelee could not go apeshit at him now. Haku had not started this, but there would be consequences thanks to this fellow, Haku was certain. He might be the devil and deserved death, but moral beings had no right to judge and act out the work of God. Though, Haku did not believe in any God. They all acted out as they saw fit, and Haku did not have any more right to do what he did than Mr. Retribution.
The male disappeared and avoided the wolf's fist, just as the chocolate man had expected, and he threw out extra force in the punch, so that the power of the missed hit dragged him foward while he himself followed up. four shallow lines were drawn on his back, but Haku was not much slower than the lighter coyote. He felt no pain, and so the light hit was instantly forgotten. The werecoyote stepped back and kept his distance, and the wolf did not bother to follow up. He tilted his head and would settle with a cool stare for now. He flexed his claws unconsciously. The other would perhaps have the advantage if they kept some distance up, but if they came into close combat, Haku's additional strength would be more justified there. The coyote was fast, but Haku's genes had granted him more strength, though with the cost of agility.
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Yes, I think it'd make for some more fun, if you're okay with him snapping and going batshit crazy on Haku's ass XD Sorry for the shortness 
As the red lines appeared in the beasts' back, he was glad to have accomplished something this time around. It wasn't much, and he knew that it would not phase Haku in the least, but it was better to come away from something with something to show for it. As the icy eyes of the wolf stared at him he stared right back at them, though of course his enemy wouldn't be able to tell that with any amount of certainty. Onus knew that distance and speed would be necessary in this fight. As far as coyotes went he was strong, but he knew he didn't have the brute force that his opponent had.
He was surprised when the man didn't directly charge after him again. The coyote stood his ground, feet ready to move at the first moment of necessity. Hands and everything else about him was still as a statue. Haku wasn't the only one here who knew how to completely control his body.
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The two beasts stared at each other. Haku's eyes cold, Retribution's eyes hidden. Haku had half way expected the coyote to make his second go at the larger canine, but the dressed up creature stood still as a frozen statue, obviously waiting for Haku to make his move. There was no reason in that, if he absolutely wanted them to paint the floor with crimson, then he should keep up the intensity himself. Haku should have felt a rush of blood to his head by now, but he didn't. Perhaps it was because he did not understand what had made everything come to this. Perhaps it was because he had intended this day to be boring and uneventful. It was just dead. The least he could have been granted was the ability to obtain eye contact. Which would not happen. Or.
He rushed up to the slimmer man, blue eyes steadily settled on the man's body. While quickly moving foward, he swung his claws randomly after the other brute's stomach. his other arm stayed close to his own body in order to block a possible incoming blow. Feet shifted and his body was tensed. It was just to wait for the counterattack.
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Sounds good! And is fine!
The coyote was a calculating adversary. During battle his mind worked a million miles a minute. Deciphering his opponents moves and abilities. Deciding his best course of action and what moves would prove most effective. As of now the only thing he really knew about the wolf was that he was large and strong. He wished to know more before becoming as unrelenting as he usually was. There were not many occasions that he came up against someone who had so much more brute force than he did. This fight called for more caution and calculation than some others. Onus wasn't one to be brash.
Fingers flexed as the other male finally came at him again. He watched and waited. As the large hand slashed at his stomach he dodged backwards, feeling the air move between the claws and his abdomen. One hand struck out to try and grasp the wrist of the attacking hand between his claws. His main goal was to simply get a grip, but if he happened to strike an artery then that would be very desirable. His other hand lashed out to strike at either his neck or shoulder, whichever could be most easily accessed.
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It was like the coyote danced when he fought. Every move Haku made was taken into consideration, and the masked creature stepped backwards when he slashed after the coyote’s middle floor. The Dahlia man’s talons tasted nothing but air, but that was expected. His eyes still stayed below the other creature’s collarbone, staying on the man’s chest to have an overview of the figure’s movement. Haku’s feet seemed to be in doubt if they were to move the larger beast closer or not, but he knew what he was doing. He saw the upcoming move to and let it happen. His hand twisted to assure his wrist would not be sliced open by the man’s sharp claw, and when the coyote’s hand closed around his wrist with the artery pressed against the other man’s hand’s index, the wolf grabbed to get hold of his wrist in return. That was what he needed. The werewolf stepped closer while withdrawing the arm the coyote had caught hold of. Another attack came up on Haku, but he had seen it coming and moved even closer to allow the other male’s strike to his neck. His muscles were protected by thick skin already covered with older scars under the thick layer of chocolate pelt. He was close enough to melt into a warm embrace, but that was not the nature of their forging relationship. When the coyote’s claws scratched against his neck, the blue eyed man finally looked up to the other beast’s face. The trophy was within reach.
Haku’s free hand shot up towards the dressed creature’s side, but instead of clawing through the impressive clothing, his hand darted up to the back of the man’s head. Brushing the upper side of the coyote’s coat aside, Haku’s fingers found the knot of the other male’s and forced themselves in-between the tight bind and loosened it within half a second. Time to look into the super hero’s disguised eyes. With a solitary shake, Haku’s hand left the other man, but the pale cloth followed in his tight grasp. The hand with the other creature’s grip tightened. If Retribution was to run his sharp talons across his sensitive wrist, then Haku would have the opportunity to return the favour. Haku’s other hand curled into a fist and shot upwards towards the underside of the coyote’s upper arm to damage and then release himself from the claws that had caused blood to taint the pelt on his neck. His eyes fixed on a pair of black eyes. A gift given to one destined to fight the unruly citizens. Black as the dirt that would hide their frozen bodies from the world. He would not be able to read anything from those dark pools.
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S'ok! And let the snapping commence! XD Some PP, let me know if you want any changed.
Onus grabbed Haku's wrist and felt the other man's fingers wrap around his own. Fine. It didn't matter. He knew that the beast had only done that to secure his own safety. If either of them made a move on the other's vulnerable area it would be mutual destruction. He was a bit surprised though went the taller man came in closer, allowing the coyote's claws to hit his neck. They didn't cut too deep, but blood did well from the lines. Something about this seemed strange though. The wolf was putting himself in harm's way for a reason. But what was it?
What happened next Onus never would have expected. Before he could even make a move the bastard had undone the knot in his eye wrap and he felt the cloth falling from his face. The moment unfiltered light hit those pitch black eyes something inside the man's head snapped. The strong rope that held back the raw force of his being had been undone. The fool had no idea how stupid he had just been. An other-worldly snarl contorted the coyote's face and his obsidian eyes burned with hate.
He forcefully pulled his wrist from the criminal's and moved to scramble up his front. Glistening white sabers looked to sink into the creature's shoulder, though only for a moment. Soon he had launched himself from the brown beast and darted into the shadows of the toy store. A weapon. He wanted a weapon. He would make the fucker pay for his insolence.
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It was a slightly immature move from Haku’s side. The chocolate male could have the curiosity of a child, and from the first hostile move, he had wanted to unwrap that eye wrap. Haku slowly moved backwards in a moment of insightful slow motion while keeping his steady guys on the male’s eyes. A new experience seeped in. Even pitch black eyes were able to radiate emotion. The Dahlian male had expected the male’s eyes to be as empty as his body language, but the saying if looks could kill came to mind as the dressed up man’s hatred pulsed towards him. This made not much difference to Haku. The coyote seemed determined to harm him anyway, and nothing could change that. When the coyote pulled his wrist free, Haku obediently released his own grip the moment he was certain the man’s sharp nails would take the tour over his wrist. Haku continued to move backwards and just evaded a launch after his front. The man’s white fangs flashed to get a decent chunk, but Haku spun to avoid getting a fresh wound on his shoulder. It seemed the other had not intended to take it further, because he spun around and disappeared into the dark of the store. Haku did not follow, nor did he think he had come victorious out of this conflict. The coyote had not fled, and he could hear movement of cloth slowly fading. No, Retribution would come back.
Haku took this opportunity eagerly to throw his glance around in his part of the shop. Some extra equipment could be nice, but truth be told this was a toy store after all. His hand still clutched the man’s eye wrap, but finally let go of it without watching its slow dance to the floor. When he spun around he made sure to give the cloth a kick so that it disappeared under the shelf. The coyote would have to get down on his knees to get it. Such an unnecessary move from Haku’s side, but he was far from happy with the insolent coyote. He pondered for a second if he was to go for the shop's exit and find a better suitable weapon of some kind elsewhere in the mall, but he refused to give the other man the opportunity to rush off after him and gain access to the same objects. Haku was close to the counter, and when he jumped over the desk his left foot almost landed on a bat that was stained with dust. He did not have much choice, and hardened wood could hurt as much as anything, really. He bowed down to grab hold of it, and found a solitary baseball as well. He threw the ball into the air and knocked it into the dark of the store with full power. He very much doubted it would be near the coyote, but it was a reminder that the wolf was not done with him. Something broke when the ball hit its random target.. He took the way around the counter, this time taking a path out from the space where their battle had begun.
The wolf slowly started to stalk the high shelved sections of the store. Keeping eyes on both ends of the rows rows, ears flickering searchingly to detect any sound that could reveal the coyote’s location.
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You stole my bike weapon! Onus will just have to use something else! Oh, and would you mind if maybe sometime soon Onus knocks Haku out and then leaves? PM me if you wanna discuss how to end this :3
Fuckfuckfuckfuck fuck! That fucker! He had touched his face. Removed his wrap. No one did that. Fucking no one. He would pay. Oh yes, he would. This was about more than justice now. The brown beast had made it personal. No one was allowed to see his eyes. To mistake him for some demon instead of a servant of justice. As he ran through the aisles he knocked toys off of the shelves to create a racket. Metal ones, ones that bounced, anything to distract. Coming to the opposite end of one of the shelves he found a thin, gleaming object. A wicked grin shaped his lips as he lifted the golf club from its place. Perfect.
A few yards down he heard something hit against the wall hard. Snarling the coyote quietly climbed to the top of the nearest tall shelving unit. He removed his fedora and set it down softly once he was on top. Eyes of obsidian caught sight of the wolf make his way into the aisles with a wooden bat. Metal beats wood, scum. Onus crouched low on his perch and waited silent as the dead for the other to pass into his lane. A loud buzzing sound started in his ears. Eyes were unblinking. He would learn to never fuck with his face again.
As the brute passed by him, like a shade he jumped into the air, club raised above his head clasped in both hands. Coming down he aimed at nothing in particular, but whatever he did manage to hit would be hit with a devastating force. Dark orbs smoldered, hoping to see blood and broken bones.
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