The Docks; Wednesday Around Noon [ 01/05 ].

[boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com]

Turned out the Sergeant wasn't actually around yesterday, so Kūkaku didn't get the chance to talk to her about the duel planned at the docks today, but she, a big fan of throwing caution to the wind and watching it burst into little itty bits, wasn't going to worry about it. What was the worst that could happen? With all the crazy shit that went down at this place, two consenting adults on the docks having a duel would hardly cause a blip on the radars.

Right?

Either way, Kūkaku was there a little early to scope out the area and twirl her blade in her hand to get familiar with the weight of it again. It had been a long time since she'd had to actually use the thing for a regular fight, but she was looking forward to it.

The twins, of course, were there and ready to carry away the battered Hook and his trashed pride once Kūkaku was finished with him.


[[ expecting a duel partner, of course, but post is most certainly open for spectators before the fuzz shows up ]]

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[cunningkingfish.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry," he said. "I couldn't hear that over the deafening sound of your ignorance."

And he'd been given just enough time to recover, so he whipped up his sword and thrust forward, aiming for Kukaku's side.

He had absolutely no intention of killing her. Not in his first week here, at least.

[boobs-and-bombs.livejournal.com]

Over that ignorance that, she wasn't going to note, did give him the chance to recover?

"You sure that ain't your own?" she wondered as she swept to the side, dangerously close to the edge of the dock, and tried to respond with another job straight at him.

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"I, Miss Kūkaku," he said, very carefully pronouncing her name, "studied at Eaton."

He dodged the blade, But it did cut a nice slice into his coat.

"You're paying for that," he added, and punctuated it with a swing from his hook, aimed at her arm.