[Closed] Event

[beastkingnaoma]

This is stupid.

 

That's always what you think when you're about to do something stupid.

 

Okay, what's the best way to go about this.

Can't cause a scene on the street. That'll bring in a crowd. Maybe Police.

Although I bet they want to keep police out.. if I give the cops an excuse though, they'll come in regardless.

Grounds are big... as long as no gunfire happens the police and neighbors probably won't care. Sure all kinds of noises come from there.. okay.

 

Over the wall the figure went. He really didn't think they were high enough. But whatever, most people aren't gonna be able to jump those.

 

He was basically invisible as long as he didn't move. Blue clothes. Never black. Black stands out at night. Dark blue melds.

 

He scanned the area. That building had no lights on. Student dorms. That building did. Teacher dormitory. And there was the sign. Hanging over the stupid Paifang right inside the main gate, visible from outside the gate and walls, even.

 

He didn't even think Ryozan was Chinese.

 

Just a couple guards. Teachers probably.

 

It'd be really easy to knock them out, take the sign, disappear.

 

But that wouldn't have an impact, would it.

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The wooden double doors to the Teacher's dormitory splintered as the two guards blasted through it, bouncing along the floor.

 

The figure dusted his hands. That should get them out.

 

They scrambled out, saw him, and retreated.

 

What, really? Was it the mask?

 

He had just a moment to ponder, before they returned, with swords, spears, and other equipment.

 

Ah. Of course. That complicates things a little.

Of course, I have my own equipment.

 

He threw his arm out. Almost invisible in the darkness, a chain unwrapped from his arm and linked one of the legs of the instructors. 

 

Better not get too frisky. A lot of these people are probably just doing their jobs.

 

He swing the chain out again, making a deep cracking sound as the weight on the end contacted with one of the sword wielder's arms, causing them to collapse holding it.

 

Except the ones with bladed weapons. They can get some.

 

They proved they weren't bluffing either, the figure blocking with his arms.

 

Thank god for those protectors.

 

Nothing fancy. You leave an impact with bodies, not spin kicks. Clip the jaw with the palm. Twist the arm out of the socket. Nothing serious. Let them know they've lost a fight, nothing worse than that. He makes sure to put them down, though. If any of them ran and alerted the students, that'd be a problem. He definitely didn't want to be fighting any kids.

 

All the night shift instructors were dealt with, either unconscious or wishing they were.

 

He threw the chain up over the sign.

 

And yanked. The chains holding the sign to the paifang went tense. Then created. Then with a faint cracking noise, the links broke, bringing the sign down where he could catch it. He paused a moment to tie a rope around it and fasten it over his shoulder. Not before gathering most of their weapons, resulting in the hooded figure looking a lot like Ben Kei, at any rate.

 

Time to go.