» Sun Mar 28, 2010 1:06 pm
A big grin was on Rod's face as he heard the confidence in this cloaked man's voice. "Gun at your face, and you dont even sound nervous. Then again you might have a stupid expression behind that mask of yours. Either way, I'm impressed."
Suddenly the cloaked man gave out a loud cry in anguish. When the two men looked at his leg, they saw Stick knawing on his leg. Apparently Stick wasn't feeling as impressed as Rod, and just decided to bite the cloaked man. The sight almost made Rod laugh. But when the attacker raised one his swords to strike at Stick, Rod went to kill mode.
He tackled the cloaked man, crashing both of them into the supplies of the brahmin cart. Rod didn't give the guy a second to breathe as he started punching him again and again in the same spot o his face, until he started hearing the mask crack.
"YOU! DONT! [censored]! WITH! STICK!", he said before grabbing the man by his cloak and throwing him onto the wooden boardwalk. Much to the suprise of Rod, the man actually got back!
Yet just when he got back on his feet, the man fell back down. His hand was clinching his leg, revealing Stick's bite had did more than their attacker expected.
"Why the [censored] does my leg hurt!!!!????"
"That my friend is Stick's poison. She ate a Poison Grace fruit the other day, and that [censored] kills everything but Anoles and ghouls. I guess some of the poison is still in her mouth. Bless that lizard!"
After taking out a bottle filled with some kind of fluid and a syringe from the cart's side compartment, he placed them several feet in front of the cloaked man who by this point was crawling towards Rod with his other knife in hand.
"If you can crawl to this before the toxins paralyze you, than you should be okay. Oh, but its going to hurt like a [censored] as it works off the toxin. I'll find that more satisfying than killing you. Just remember to not mess with a couple of Texans again, okay?
With that, they just left the man there. Rod was still too young to kill out of revenge, though he might need to change that soon.
On the trail once again, Rod looked at Stick and gave her a pat on the head. "Fine...that counts as a win for you, not me okay! I swear you never let me win on my own. Dont look at me like that!!"