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Post by Jasper Misiah on Nov 29, 2015 22:00:41 GMT
Note: After the first year of fighting. Takes place after Gensho killed the group of Saints. 3 members: Alex, Kami and Thorn are dead. All others are assumed to be at this meeting. (NPC list).
Jasper hadn't taken the war for what it was. He saw a lot of death, those under his command. But, he'd never expected death to hit the Saints. And so suddenly. They were good friends, Jasper could even remember speaking to Thorn just moments before the attack. An attack he'd not coordinated, one Marzzi took full responsibility for. And he'd shown regret for it, which was new coming from the brute. Still, Jasper wasn't looking for blame within the ranks of his Saints, he was looking elsewhere. The three who died, weren't just killed, but destroyed. Their friends and families couldn't even bury the bodies. Jasper understood what war was, and what happened in a war. But these people were his family, and Jasper personally wanted retribution for them. Jasper asked everyone to meet in the Temple, in one of the main rooms. It was an important announcement to make, and he needed everyone in on the decision. Not like last time, this time, all the Saints were going to have a say in what they did. Jasper gazed around the room. "As you all probably know, yesterday, we lost three members of this family. Alex, Kami and Thorn were all killed... no, they were mercilessly slaughtered in combat. Marzzi and Kitsun, as the only survivors of the attack, have explained to me what happened." Jasper paused, glancing to Marzzi and Kitsun. They were both shaken up, Marzzi more so than Jasper had ever seen him before. It was almost scary how this damaged the usually tough brute. Jasper took a deep breath. "I can recognise the reason for the fight, Marzzi had planned it himself, I believe, as a counter-attack for the invasion of two individuals. Yume, Angel Guardian of Dreams, and Gensho, the Demon God of Night. This isn't the first we've heard of the pair, but it's the first time they've struck against Saints. Whilst I could argue, and say that the lose of our comrades is on us, for attacking. But I won't. Because I see this act as something much more than just a sick and unjust slaughter of our friends. It proves the strength, even individual assailants still present to us. Gensho managed to kill three of the four he fought, which is freighting, as it means there could be more like him out there." Jasper stopped to look around. Many nodded along, and then Jasper turned to look to Baxton. "I asked Baxton if he knew anything of the God of Night's origins, where such power might come from. All Baxton knew, was that the Demon chooses the Mun clan as his home. Baxton and I plotted to investigate the clan, I myself knowing the members from the Nightmares from a year ago. I knew it as a kind place, despite the mixed race members, and so did Baxton, but... Baxton, explain what happened." Jasper asked. Baxton stood forward, his face still pale, and body still healing from their experience. "I personally know a member of the clan, Labari, as many of us here also know. She's a friend, or so I thought. Her clan, isn't what we thought it was. Before me and Jasper could even get close, some sort of... monster. Surrounded by clouds of dark feathers, with the wings of a crow and talons as sharp as one too. He looked like a person, but I can only see his actions as something feral. He showed us no mercy, breaking one of my arms, biting off an ear, and all the injuries he gave Jasper too..." Baxton drifted, glancing to Jasper. The leader was fine now, after using a curse to heal himself, but the pain still remained in his green eyes. Jasper nodded to Baxton, patting his shoulder to let the poor cook stop. "That's two monsters this clan has within, and who knows how many more they hold up in their network of caves and hidden village. I didn't want to attack the Mun clan, as they'd shown no signs of violence until now... but too much has come to light about the clan of Dark magic, and it is no longer a place considered governed by Humans. We must combat their violence towards us, so I turn to all of you, for your verdicts on how we strike back."
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Post by Hino Esu on Nov 29, 2015 22:41:42 GMT
Hino hated the death of his comrades, and wanted nothing short of justice for how they were slaughtered, but Hino had fought against these creatures before, becoming more and more common, they had no way to think for themselves, driven only for food. And Hino had been watching Yume and Gensho when he could, as well as the Mun Clan, though he knew Gensho was close to the group, they hadn't interacted since the start of the war, the only contact being relaying messages... Their leader had issued no attacks, only doing so when others got too close. While Hino could see where Jasper was coming from, part of him, the part of him that looked through all aspects, didn't think attacking would do any good, there was no reason for it, not while they have done nothing outside protecting their own, just like what the Saints would do. It was a downhill spiral that was just getting worse and worse, all Hino could see after so long, was those he cared about dying, half acting in revenge, the other half in tears of panic and fear. Nothing but blood on their doorstep, and views no longer in hope for freedom, but revenge on people who don't deserve it. Hino knew though, if he told the Saints of his views, they wouldn't listen, they would call him a traitor. But that's where his problem came in, the kids at the orphanage hate this war, often telling him of how they hate what the Saints started, and how they look up to the Clans for not getting involved, he lost this war either way, either his Saints family would hate him, or the kids would. Now it was just going about a way that the damage would be minimal, and he knew how to go about that. "I want nothing more then to get Justice for those we lost, Alex, Kami and Thorn were great friends, and comrades of ours, but this is a fight I cannot join. I can give suggestions on where to attack, but I will not be taking part myself. The children at the orphanage look up to the Clans, the Mun Clan especially after everything they have done in the past, Labari, often visiting since becoming friends with us. They love her, and I cannot subject myself to breaking that bond with them for some revenge... I have more then this war to think of." The last part aimed at the more resilient members, Marzzi and Banto especially, they wouldn't understand in full detail, whereas he knew Jasper would, or so Hino hoped. |
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Post by Marzzi Henko on Nov 29, 2015 22:57:15 GMT
Jasper was building his way back up to being respected by Marzzi. He wondered if the kid would do anything. His mother was close to the clan, and Marzzi felt almost certain that Jasper would do nothing about the situation. It meant Marzzi would be acting alone, because he wasn't going to let what happened go without punishment. He couldn't look Luke in the eye and tell him his best friend and brother was dead and Marzzi wasn't going to try and get revenge for it. He wouldn't do that to family. But, Marzzi wouldn't be alone, as Jasper finally took actions that the brute approved of. He was still shaken, but now Marzzi shook with more than just nightmares over yesterday, but anticipation for tomorrow. He grinned once more, thinking up what they could all do together. Whilst he'd happily act alone, or with only a few like before in Aura, having the whole group involved felt even better. Something for them to all agree on. Or at least most.
Marzzi flashed Hino a look, understanding where he came from, but there was no way Marzzi could back down from his hatred towards the clan now. All the evidence was there, Hino was just in denial for the sake of the kids, which Marzzi couldn't really argue with. He'd just give the kid some advice. "I saw how much mercy one of that Clan gave my friends. And we've heard what they did to Jasper and Baxton too. Your choice is yours, Hino, but just think about everythin' we thought we knew about this Mun clan, and what we've now been told. Who knows, maybe an innocent orphanage might be their next target, one that trusts them, and is easily tricked." Marzzi stated, before folding his arms together. "Jasper, you know I'm in completely. The fact that the clan offers shelter for Angels and Demons is alone enough to attack, but now it's more than that. There might be some Humans in there too, but I know from experience that no one in that place is worth sparin'. My weaponry is up for use, as well as some idea I've got."
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Post by Khan on Nov 29, 2015 23:20:52 GMT
"Ha... Hahaha. You care more for little kids think then your own clan? They don't even need to know you were there, you can get your revenge behind the scenes and yet you run to hide in the fucking side lines? YOUR JUST SCARED, to fight, never really a true saint were you? All talk and no action unless it came down to it. Hell the only time I've seen you really fight, though I know you can is during the nightmares when you were helping the races... Otherwise you just use the children as excuse not to fight. I always wondered why you joined in the first place, I respect your power, and the help you give but you are not cut out for this war. Weak, and spineless. I want to watch as the clans blood is spilt, hear the cracking of their bones and the squelch of organs being ripped from their living bodies. To see the fear in their eyes, hear the screams of pain and suffering, the begging for their pitiful lives, to make them watch as their home is destroyed. Weak little thoughts wont let that happen, nor will those who second thought anything, those who don't have the strength... If your shaken up by a simple fight between something new, then you don't deserve to fight, don't deserve to help spill that blood. I've watched for months how you all work, know the ins and outs of each move and power you have, going up against an entire clan... You make me laugh, none of you have that power to spill that much blood, and yet, here you are, begging for it... None in the Mun Clan deserves to live, all will be killed, and I know that some of you will feel the pure guilt for killing those who may be allies. Those weaker must strike where it hurts, home, and memories. Those stronger, kill for blood. Hino isn't cut out for the job anyways, and Marzzi, ide like to believe you aren't either, poor little you, shaken up by a little run in with a Kyuban and a bitch who you couldn't even put in place... All this nothing but pure pathetic thoughts, that's going to carry out no matter what I say."
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Post by Banto Night on Nov 30, 2015 21:36:33 GMT
Banto liked to work big. Plan out massive attacks rather than just hunt around solo. He hated the fact he'd missed out on the fight. He didn't care much for the others, this was a war after all, but it made Banto feel a little when Marzzi came back all bashed up, the others killed. They were good fighters, and had uses, so it was a shame to see them wasted in a battle against a monster. And a Kyuban of all things. Banto knew there were more out there than just his kid, Havok. It amused Banto to think who the strongest would be. The experiment or the natural monster. He almost hoped Gensho would be around long enough for Banto to pin him against Havok, and see the outcome for himself.
They were all finally seeing Jasper give in to the harshness of war, the need for the endless chain of revenge against revenge against more revenge. The kind of chain Banto was used to, and he smirked as many around him were finally all on the same page. Banto gave Marzzi a glance, the brute clearing up things with Hino. And Banto was ready to have his say, explain one plan he had that would succeed in everyone's books. But all he got out was a chuckle, before one of the newer brats spoke up. And boy did he have a lot to say. A lot of what came out of the kid, Khan's mouth was violent. A stream of angry thoughts and need to get payback. Banto kind of admired it, but he still wanted to make sure the kid knew his place, soon speaking after Khan was finished. "Kid's got the right idea. They need to pay, and pay hard. Just make sure you know what's an ally and what's prey, kid. Sure Marzzi was weak to lose, but he's also an asset, an irreplaceable one that you don't want to lose or keep at a distance. Also, speak your mind, but it's alright wanting to rip the enemy to shreds, just have a plan to back it up with." Banto commented, giving Khan a grin before clearing his throat. "But that's where I'd like to come in. I'm sure all of us have different ideas of what the Mun clan is like. How strong they are, what they stand for, or at least did. But, there is one weakness we can all agree on, and it's clear and as obvious as our intent for revenge." Banto began.
His arms folded across his chest, glancing around to everyone, mostly to Jasper for his expression. "The clan rests on top of a giant trap. In the form of tunnels, and networks of pathways the clan built to run around their clan safely. These tunnels are usually safe-houses for the monsters lurking in that place, now they'll be their graves. My plan is this, we make our own tunnel into theirs, and plant every kind of explosive we can around the clan. When the time comes, we light it up, and before they're even away, the dark bastards will be crushed under the weight of their own home. Those who escape, we can pick off like flies escaping a fire as they try to get to safety." Banto paused, before shrugging. "A fool-proof plan, that offers us little to no danger, but results in an attack that might just get the job done without anyone having to get their hands dirty." Banto stated, prepared to hear other thoughts on the matter. Though he was confident no one could really defy his plan, just like they couldn't defy his last one.
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Post by Saiken on Nov 30, 2015 22:03:00 GMT
Saiken never knew why he was so excited to join the Saint, besides the obvious reason that Marzzi was a member, and was often willing to let him work on some of the designs, otherwise, Saiken hated it. The death they brought, the hate for the other races, he didn't understand it, what did they do that was so terrible? Besides the same old things any human can do as well. He and his brothers hadn't joined for long, but he knew the others were happy here, willing to fight and keep this home, even if on the inside Saiken was dying from the effects this war was bringing, one they started. He has come to respect Hino, the elder willing to stand from a fight, made Saiken wish he and his brothers found his orphanage before this temple, maybe things would be different. And the respect he had for Jasper was dwindling after today, he following the effects of revenge, Saiken knew the consequences of such a feat, and hated that Jasper fell into the same trap. But, he didn't want to be kicked out, or worse, disappoint his brothers, so he never voiced his true opinions, even if he knew Hino, Haru and Doragon could see right through him. Just like now, listening to the plan of revenge, it didn't help that he was currently tweaking an old bomb design of his to make it undetectable, a design he picked up from the Angels no less. He hated how his interest piped up the tiniest bit in relation to possible explosions, but he knew they were of the wrong sort, he hid into himself as he looked up to speak. "They focus on family more then anything, that's why they have yet to attack. But they will work strong as a group, and you wont get in undetected from another tunnel, they have guards around the clock, it will be too loud. I suggest using bombs to block their exits, bury them alive, and then create a way in, the panic inside will help with distractions, and we can hit them from different angels." Saiken hated to question Banto on his method, but he knew the best way of attacks when it came to family, both his brothers too, and considering this was now his family, he needed to help protect them, just as much as blood. "I can have strong enough bombs ready in a few days, all manually set off by my magic, as long as we can place them on the exits at the same time, the Mun Clan will have no way to escape."
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Post by Jasper Misiah on Nov 30, 2015 22:37:49 GMT
Hino and Marzzi, Jasper could remember when this place was run by just the three of them. They were his closest brothers, but Jasper couldn't treat them with such favouritism anymore. He'd be caught out be the others. Banto especially, Jasper could see there wasn't something right with that man. Though, he'd dreaded Banto and his ideas ever since he came to the Saints, and came up with the plan against Angels.
There were so many opinions around the room, some openly stated, whilst others hidden. and it was Jasper's job as a leader to acknowledge what everyone wanted to do. He could sympathise with Hino's reasons for wanting to step out of this, and Marzzi's desire to attack. He didn't like, but respected Khan's opinion, and then heard Banto's plan. He worked well with his surprise attacks, reliable in the sense of knowing how to do the most damage without too much collateral damage to the Saints themselves. To make the plan work, they'd need to know everything about the clan. Jasper had been around the Mun clan for a while, as had Hino and Marzzi. Though, they didn't see much. Only the main hall. Which was placed underneath the village that rested on the surface. Causing the hall to collapse would make sure the entire village went too. Jasper wasn't sure how Banto knew of these caves and tunnels. Though perhaps it was old information. The clan had, at one point, existed solely underground. Tunnels existed down there that were probably not even used. Jasper wasn't sure himself. He didn't know how much Banto, or Saiken knew either.
No one could be certain of the clan. Jasper glanced to Baxton, who could tell what the Leader was looking for, and shook his head. Even Baxton, the clan enthusiast didn't know exactly how the Mun clan worked.
Jasper thought on all the ideas, attack from underground, or attack from the surface and trap them. He was no tactician, so the Leader could only think of which method led to the easiest victory. Jasper thought hard, long until the room was silent as everyone waited for his opinion. Finally, Jasper spoke. "Using explosives to bring a quick end would be the most likely chance of victory. But, planting such bombs is the real danger. We can go from underground, infiltrate their tunnel systems and plant bombs around there, to cause the clan to collapse. Or we could trap them inside their own homes. Both offer risks. If we attack from under, we could be detected and stopped. If we attack from above, there's no saying the clan won't fight their way out should we try to take them out when making a way in. The issue with these two plans, is that they don't use everyone's skills, or at least take them into account. Do not forget, this group was forged from the strongest of Humanity, those who pose great strength or skill." Jasper paused, feeling more and more confident with what he said.
"We have among us, a trained assassin with the ability to turn invisible, and I can do the same as well. We have inventors, skilled in creating powerful weapons that can remain undetected. We have someone who can teleport us into danger, or to safety, with one flick of his hand. We have three brothers with the power to move and manipulate elements and metals. We have an excellent healer, and many who can hold their own with combat or magic. Who's to say... that we can't succeed using both plans?" Jasper asked, looking around. He knew Duke would be a good person to ask, being someone trained to act stealthy. Jasper even pointed that out to the group, "Duke is trained to make sure things go undetected, I'm sure guards or not, we can plant bombs in their tunnels. And from the exits too. If we use the bombs around the exits to trap them all inside, then there would be no escaping from the bombs below them either." Jasper suggested, willing to see how his compromise suited the group.
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Post by Haru on Nov 30, 2015 22:57:18 GMT
Haru knew Saiken hated this war, so when he spoke up with an alternative plan, he was shocked, not expecting it from the miniature adventure. He seemed to speak from experience, and Haru knew why, on both levels. First, the brothers knew what a family bond was like, how being away from the others can break you within, but Saiken also learnt this bond about the Mun Clan back when they were separated, so Haru could feel for his brothers feeling about attacking. But, this was a fight, one that needed to be done for the sake of those they lost, so for now, Haru would let Doragon be the calming brother, while he focused on the fight at hand. "I find the plan acceptable, it will work, but I also fear that there will be problems. We do not know what is within, the magic they own, or their abilities. It does not matter who we have on our team without that, because we may very well find they have a way to counter react it. We need time to observe them in more detail, to try and get as much information out of Labari as we can. And I have yet another method that we may be able to use. Jasper, you, Hino and Marzzi visited once, if I can have an understanding on what you saw when you were there, the structure, we may be able to collapse the grounds without lifting a finger, or using resources like the bombs. As I can send vines in to collapse the building, and block off the exits, I will also be able to cause distractions and cover to anyone who can get in. I fear we are letting out thirst for revenge think things over too quickly. They will be expecting an attack right now, expecting us to find the culprits, we will be walking into a group ready for that fight." Haru didn't want to lose anyone else, but if they rushed into things, like it seemed a few members wanted, then that's exactly what will happen, he even looked to Doragon for back up, as he knew as well as anyone what that feels like.
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Post by Baxton Croxley on Dec 1, 2015 21:26:53 GMT
Of course Baxton didn't want to harm a clan. Destroy it from the ground up and take away that place of magic from the world. He'd come to respect the Mun clan, Labari and the friendship he'd formed with her. But, there was something darker than just their magic in that place. Bax saw it with his own eyes. A monster had killed three of the Saints, and another monster had effortlessly tried to kill Baxton and Jasper. It was a horrible experience that Baxton wanted to forget, but it reminded him of the evidence towards purging the clan. He wanted to remain on the side of preserving the Mun clan, but Baxton knew it would be for nothing. Too many here were out for revenge, and now they had the clear evidence of how the clan was a threat to their survival and success.
Baxton contemplated the two plans, of blocking the exits to trap them, or causing a collapse. Jasper was on the right track, the idea of using everyone's talents to help make sure both plans could be used without failure.
There were more nods around the room. One of the younger members began to explain how his magic could help make the plan of trapping the clan easier, and he started off a chain of everyone's suggestions. "I can use my magic to create webs, to block any exits that don't collapse." Kitsun offered. "My gravity fields can also insure no one gets out." Rose admitted, glancing to her silent husband with a look. Duke huffed, "More than turning myself invisible, I can also make weapons, or others invisible too, for a short time. People are harder to keep hidden, for me to hide the bombs shouldn't take much work." He stated, before going silent again.
There was a hand lifted, and it's pink-haired owner glanced around sheepishly. I can create clones to make the job of placing bombs quicker, or distract the enemies. Todd signed with his hands, trying to smile a little.
Baxton nodded, glancing to Jasper with a more confident smile. He might not like attacking a clan like this, but to see the Saints gathering together and offering up their help to one another was rather inspiring. "Whose to say the only way to win this fight is to use explosives? If the clan expect an attack, then we give them on. Make it look like we're fighting with magic alone at first, to get the perfect surprise for when the explosives hit."
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Post by Doragon on Dec 1, 2015 21:42:53 GMT
Doragon looked to his brothers in turn. Saiken seemed shaken up at the idea for good reason, but he was proud of the little guy for coming up with another plan, and be willing to fight, even if he didn't want to. Though, he guessed it wasn't much different then what they are use to. Still, Doragon made a few small strides to stand by his brother and offer a comforting shoulder, leaning down as Haru spoke to whisper in his ear. "You don't have to fight, I'll cover for you, I know how you must feel about attacking them..." Doragon left it there, nodding along at the end of Haru's speech, to let him know he agreed, already going over each possibility and outcome of such an attack, listening to what each of the others suggested, before walking up front and offering his own views. "Clans like that will always be on the look out for second attacks, you must remember, the Mun Clan has fought many fights together, and come out on top of each one, they will know what we are planning. I say we stretch out the attack over a few days, plant explosives far enough away from the other, set one or tow of a day, leave the Clan in scrambles looking to where the next attack comes from, trying to find us and how we even got in. Split the family within to those looking for the explosives left, and those after who planted them. Pick them off one by one, make them more desperate, before going all in with our forces. As Haru has said, we need to know as much as we can about them, otherwise we are walking in blind, and that's what's going to get us killed." Doragon didn't fear what the others would think, he only ever changed or came up with plans that offered much thought on how to go about it, to provide the least casualties, he knew going into this fight meant they would lose others, or at least have many injured, and they still didn't know of the monsters within, he feared the Saints were rushing into it, just like how his brothers thought, but too thirsty for bloodshed revenge to see that themselves.
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Post by Marzzi Henko on Dec 1, 2015 22:23:47 GMT
As inspiring as some of Khan's points were, Marzzi didn't like the kid. He acted a lot like Banto, but didn't have the kind of mind the old criminal did. Khan lacked the idea of comradeship, which meant Marzzi gave him a cold glare when Khan suggested Marzzi wasn't cut out for killing the clan because he lost. Nor did the gorilla really like how Banto almost took the brat's side, agreeing Marzzi was weak, but at least scolding Khan for saying so. Marzzi tried to ignore the pair of them. He'd be more than willing to help the two insane ones with any plans they devised, but he didn't like them. Marzzi couldn't help but feel like he'd been softened by the experience of losing his friends. The thing comforting about Banto's plan was how it meant they'd all be safe. But, of all people, Saiken spoke up to explain how it might not work, offering another plan that was more hands on. Marzzi felt like the kid had a good idea going on, but his eyes remained focused on Saiken for other reasons. The young brat didn't look all too eager for any of this, and Marzzi knew him well enough now. They both created weapons and bombs, Marzzi liked to think of Saiken as one of his apprentices. Marzzi's mouth remained shut, as the room lit up with more ideas, and more confirmations of assistance.
It felt a little annoying the amount of different ideas in the room. But Marzzi realised that this was what happened when plans were thought up together, rather then devised by one violent man and followed through the moment he'd announced it. Marzzi glanced as Banto for a sign the ex-criminal wasn't amused, before looking to the others.
"I'd say we've all got things that'll help the plan fall through. And the brats are right, I'm not usually one for takin' it slow, but we shouldn't attack until everythin's ready. I'm sure makin' a map and plottin' out the ideas everyone here has would work best, for now the insight's workin' fine. This plan needs to be perfect, because I sure as hell don't want to see any ugly faces in this room missin' the next time." Marzzi stated, before looking across to Saiken again. "Oi.. little inventor brat. I'll need your help buildin' the perfect bombs, and I can promise you we can make 'em work without you needin' to ignite them. After all, if this battle's goin' on for a while, we'll need someone back here makin' us more weapons just in case. And I don't wanna miss out on the action, so I might just need a little protégé to remain behind."
Marzzi folded his arms together, looking at some of the other less enthusiastic ones in the group. "We don't need any yellow-bellied brats takin' part if it just ain't in 'em to take a life. And I don't think we should be forcin' each other to fight back either. There's plenty of things to do here without takin' part, and those fightin' when they don't want to are more likely to get themselves killed like idiots. It's in my blood to get revenge for my friends, and make sure I don't lose anymore, so I won't be holdin' it against anyone who wants to turn their backs. Right Jasper?" Marzzi looked to their leader. He could play nice, knowing that if he wanted revenge to work, and for the Saints to become closer united, then forcing them into combat wasn't going to do it. Many here wanted to fight, but some didn't, and Marzzi might be a horrid brute, but he wasn't completely loss of heart just yet.
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Post by Hino Esu on Dec 1, 2015 22:59:47 GMT
Hino looked around the group as each spoke. He has come to have a dislike of both Banto and Khan, both with ideals that didn't sit right with him, sure Hino was the one to recruit Khan, but that was because he was good in a fight, not for his wants. So he couldn't really blame him, Banto was another matter, the guy completely disregarding everything and making himself leader of the clan whether the others knew it was happening or not, coming up with plans to carry out without his or Jaspers permission, having the right words to say to start up roars neither leader could diminish. In all, since those two joined, things were badly shaken up, the attack on the Angels hitting the iceberg, and this being the first of the dents in the ship. Hino gave a huff of a laugh as Saiken spoke up, the first to ever really question Banto's methods, he gave the kid props for doing that, and respect went up, this, this right there was the reason why he joined the Saints, giving people hope and confidence, and while fighting wasn't something he enjoyed the most, not real fights anyways, it was nice to see that some could come up with plans that kept as many safe as possible. But Hino knew the kid didn't want to fight, already been through too much, as he discovered from him, and his brothers. Hino always wished he found him first, could take him, and his brothers away from here, he could tell none were happy about this, the youngest especially. He was about to suggest Saiken stayed here for the duration of the fight, but Marzzi, surprisingly, beat him too it, who knew the brute could have a heart... And agreeing about taking things slow, that was especially surprising.
Hino listened to the end of Marzzi's speech, and cut Jasper off before he could say anything, wanting his thoughts out first. "Sorry Jasper. Everyone is right, this fight needs to be slow, and thought out, we are doing this because we lost important friends of ours, if go into a fight blinded, were sending those who are fighting to their death. And I will keep an eye out for those who don't wish to fight, we will begin mapping out the Mun Clan from the outside, and keep track on movements, before holding base here. Saiken, we will need you around the clock building things during that time and the fight, so don't think about rushing off to fight." Hino gave the kid a little wink, letting him know he was joking about actually believing he would go and fight. "And for those who desperately don't even want to be involved with any of this fight for revenge, you'll be on cleaning and cooking duty until otherwise announced, to give those in the shifts a little break." Hino was against fighting, but he was willing to do the mapping and scouting, he wanted revenge as much as the next guy, but it didn't mean he wanted to kill member of the Mun Clan in the same brutal fashion as the Saints lost their members, even the thought didn't sit right. |
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Post by Banto Night on Dec 2, 2015 22:12:30 GMT
"Che." Was the only noise Banto made when others disagreed with his plan. He was just trying to give these idiots a good enough plan that wouldn't get them all killed in the process, and yet his plan seemed washed away and replaced with others. One brat that Banto could hardly recognise spoke up and thought of a different plan, and after giving him a glare, Banto listened to the rest of the group pip up. He supposed not everyone had the kind of mindset he did. They could keep their plans, using teamwork or magic and coordination to win the battle, Banto didn't care. He'd include a few of his own little tricks, keeping them to himself for now to act more towards the surprise. One could call it going against the rules, but Banto saw it as keeping secrets from everyone, to also make sure the Mun clan were left in the dark as well. After all, it was impossible to predict an attack the attackers themselves didn't even know was happening.
Getting further from Banto's ideal tactics, it was even offered to the group that those who didn't want to help, didn't have to. Banto guessed the weak little brats they'd got in the group now would opt out, typical of them and annoying for Banto to think about. At their age he was already committing crime to get what he wanted, fighting and killing for survival and losing his sense of fear all together. He looked down to Havok, the Kyuban was silent, just trying to take in all the words and nonsense without getting confused. Banto reached down to the back of the boy's neck, gripping it painfully hard. "Don't you dare think of hiding away too. I need you in that fight, so make sure you serve your purpose, got it?" Banto muttered close to Havok's ear, waiting for the kid to nod his head before letting go. Finally Banto sighed loudly, looking around the group. "I suppose not all plans are just thought of as they go. A good few days of planning doesn't sound like a bad idea. We could look out for maps, send the trained ones among us to scout out the clan, and try to get closer to it's members." Banto admitted. "I fight... Kyuban." Havok muttered, Banto glancing down to the monster boy, tapping his head to get Havok talking louder. "Kyuban fight Kyuban... no more death of Saints.. only Havok need fight." The boy suggested louder, explaining how a fight between two Kyubans would be more likely to not result in multiple casualties. Either Havok would win or die trying, and no one else would need to be involved.
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Post by Khan on Dec 2, 2015 22:46:51 GMT
Khan didn't care of how they went about it, as long as he got to fight and have some fun, he didn't care... Even to the point he ignored what the plans, or base plans were, only noticing whatever was said got to Banto and made Marzzi a little soft. Ha, letting people out the fight... It was the perfect opportunity to toughen the weaklings up, but, they wouldn't force them into anything. Khan could see Banto forming something in his head, and he knew he wanted in on it, Khan had his own things to do in mind, but even he wouldn't mess with a guy like Banto, not when it came to secrets that obviously were meant to stay hidden. Looking to Havok, the Kyuban slave Banto had, Khan could give a thousand reasons as to why letting him fight Gensho was a terrible idea, the first being that the Kyuban had gotten too attached to their prisoners, and Khan didn't trust him base line of that, let alone when in a one on one fight. But he held his tongue, would let the Kyuban prove himself. "Well, if we are all done here, I want to get in some training before the big showdown. Call me when I am needed, and if not, you know the drill by now." Truthfully Khan just wanted to get out some anger and find a way around getting this secret plan out of Banto, he could always use a second pair of eyes, besides he liked the mans style, so its not like he would rad the other out.
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