The Tale of Two Captains

[chanpuru]

"Baaaaaaa!"

The sounds of drunken laughter poured out a private room in a local bar in one of Hi no Kuni's many port cities. Within it was a small crowd of pirates. Their raspy voices poured through the cracks of the sliding door. They all dressed similarly with the exception of one. He wore a peculiar straw hat. Sort of a trademark. And he was headed straight for the door. Stomp stomp.

"Bossu--"

The door slid to the side, revealing the man. A criminal he was. He slid out of the room, sliding his sandals against the hardwood floor of the pub toward the bar. A strange smile loomed on his face, making most believe he was piss drunk. He hummed a tune to himself as he took a seat on one of those chairs that spin. Wheeeeee!

"Seventeen more sake jugs, pleeeeeeeeeease?!"

[Capt'n Jack]

Sitting at a large booth in the bar was none other than the imfamous pirate known as Kōsei. His signature crimson sunglasses rested casually upon his face, accompanied with a rather cocky grin. His cheeks were already a light tint of pink, a sign that he had already consumed more than his fair share of alcohol. Sprawled out before him was a large amount of half eaten dishes that his crew and he had devoured. Tonight was cause for celebration. They had successfully outran the Hi no Kuni navy's feeble attempt to capture them. Hell, they even managed to sink three of their ships.

Drunken laughter was abound, at least, it was until a scrawny little brat busted in the door. Demanding seventeen jugs of sake as if he owned the place. Takeji's brow immediately furrowed, and he erupted from his seat. "Oi, oi!!

[/b] Who the hell do you think you are? Busting up into our place like this?" he barked as he placed one foot on the table, and crossed his arms over his chest. "This is Eishi Kōwa territory!"[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[champloo]

"Hicc--Wha--hicc-What is Eishikoooooowaaaa?" the man trailed off as he slumped over in his chair, a smirk sticking to his face. His eyes were wandering the room rather erratically, however, his finger pointed to the group of men, particularly the one who called him out. "Duz deee Eishikoooooooowaaaaa have strong fighters eeeeeen eeeeeeeet?" He spun in his chair again, his tongue hanging out his mouth as he awaited his sake.

[Capt'n Jack]

"Che!" Takeji spat as he stomped his foot on the table. Several drinks had toppled over from the impact, causing a few of his men to panickedly try to save what they had. A devilish smirk rode across the pirate captain's face as the question repeated in his mind. "Does the Eishi Kōwa have strong fighters!?" he mimicked as he leaned forward.

"There's none stronger!"

[champloo]

"Oh?" Gobu sounded, seeming to sober up in a matter of moments. He crossed his legs onto the small stool, placing his hand onto the bar and leaning forward. His left eye grew considerably in size, his right shrinking. His bushy black hair shook around wildly as he wildly shook his head. "IS THAT SOOOOO?!"

Quickly, he jumped off the seat, withdrawing his katana.

"... ... ... Show me."

[Capt'n Jack]

"Kanchō!"

One of his subordinates called out as he quickly grabbed hold of Takeji's nodaichi, the Zanpaktō. Tossing it to his captain all of the other men quickly scurried from out of little pub. If this was going to turn out like all of Takeji's other fights then the things were about to bust out through the roof.

Literally.

"Keh!" he uttered as he stretched out his arm, and grabbed hold of the sheathe. Placing his right hand on the hilt he would begin. Leaning forward he would withdraw the steel blade and slash upwards in one solid motion. His intent was to cut the man's arm clean off. After that...who knew what he'd do.

[champloo]

As his subordinate tossed him his blade, he snapped his right fingers twice. From the three small rooms on the side of the pub, an onslaught of men ran out, exiting the venue. This fight would be perfectly fair. He'd take out the strongest of the opposite crew and take his men as slaves. Easy as that. The pirate's way.

As the bar cleared out, Gobu yawned into his right hand, holding his blade rather limply in his left (for he is left-handed). As his opponent leaned forward, Gobu gripped the hilt of his blade, skipping backward to avoid the sword stroke. In one motion, he flipped backward, landing on the bar. Quickly, he jumped into the air, shooting forward toward the swordsman, sending out his right leg for a kick to his head. Shortly afterward, his right would retreat as he shifted his weight to his left for another kick. Should a kick land, the man would would be knocked off balance, allowing Gobu the chance to deal the final blow.

[Capt'n Jack]

So this'd be a one-on-one fight. Perfect. It'd be the ultimate test of skill and strength between two pirate captains. Plus, his men wouldn't have to meaningly waste their lives this time. This also meant that Takeji wouldn't have to hold back.

Changing the position of his blade after his initial strike missed he kept the blade near his face, and his arms cocked back. It was a thrusting stance, and as Gobu came at him with an attack of his own thrusting is exactly what he'd do. Not particularly caring if his opponent's blow landed or not he shot his arms forward aiming to spear the man in his gut.

He'd gladly take a hit or two if it meant killing his enemy.

[champloo]

"You bitch."

His torso dropped downward on the approach as he saw the changing stance of his opponent. The mere strange telegraphed the intent to stab. The blade would go above him, parallel to himself. This of course would throw off the effectiveness of his kick. Seeing as he didn't move, his leg would meet with Takeji's neck. However, Gobu latched hit foot around it, using it as an anchor of sorts.

Gobu swung to the side as he manipulated his weight on the anchor that was Takeji's neck. He'd catapult himself into the air off to the side, landing and sliding back on his feet, clutching his blade in both hands.

"Yeahyeah, no! That's the closest you'll get to cutting me!"

[Capt'n Jack]

"Guh!" Takeji would utter as Gobu's leg collided with his neck, causing him to stagger to the side. It wouldn't make things any better as his opponent used him as a station to propel himself across the room. Being forced into a slight spin the blue haired pirate found his footing, and shook his head. Brown eyes locked onto the acrobatic man from behind his crimson shades.

He smirked.

"That's funny. The last guy I killed said the same thing," he said as he leaned forward a little. "Though I didn't realize I was dealing with a monkey," Takeji added on as placed his foot on the table in front of him. His leg then shot forward launching the wooden table directly for Gobu. Using the table as his diversion he'd move in for the kill the minute he saw an opening.

More specifically, the moment Gobu moved.

[champloo]

Throwing tables. Child's play. The man skipped to the side, easily avoiding the flying table. His dark eyes skipped to Takeji as he shot forward, raising his blade above his head as he entered a full-blown battlecry. However, halfway through his run, he dropped, entering a slide. His foot shot forward in an attempt to ram into the opposing swordsman's stomach. "I... am no monkey!"

[Capt'n Jack]

As Gobu avoided the table, like he knew he would, Takeji would remain motionless. His eyes were locked dead-on to his opponent. Seeing the man charge at him the blue haired pirate tightened the grip on his blade, but still he would not move. It was when Gobu's feint turned into a slide that Takeji would take action.

Stepping to the side a wide smirk slipped across his face as he brought his nodaichi upwards in vertical cut. He was aiming to cleave the man in half, simple as that. And just for precautions, Takeji also kicked a nearby stool at him should he attempt to move.

[champloo]

Quickly, he raised his blade to intercept the blade, blocking it as he continued to slide. He could get up rather swiftly, pressing his hand to the ground and pushing upward, catapulting himself into the air and backwards, toward Takeji. This would also allow him to completely avoid the projectile stool.

Now descending over Takeji's head, he would slash down, in hopes of literally filleting the samurai before him.

"BITCHASSMOTHAFUCKA!"

[Capt'n Jack]

"BAAAAAAKA!!

[/b] Takeji would roar as he watched as his monkey of an opponent catapulted himself towards him. Tightening his grip on his blade Takeji waited until he was sure he was in range, and made a powerful arcing slash at the man. He knew that Gobu had no choice but to defend, but regardless, he had been aiming at the man's sword. Being in the air left him very vulnerable to attacks. Taking advantage of that he would smack his opponents blade to the side, and lunge forward -- preparing to slam his knee right into the side of Gobu's face.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[chanpuru]

"Fuck~" Gobu groaned as he felt his sword forced from his hands, cast off to his side. This battle was getting dragged out. It was time to stop playing around. As Takeji lunged forward, he quickly grabbed the incoming knee, using it to alter his path slightly to the side. He raised his foot as he used the knee to swing around Takeji, attempting to slam his leg into Takeji's back and send him stumbling forward. He himself would continue in this spiral motion he set himself into when he swung his leg at Takeji's back. His free leg quickly straightened, allowing him to safely land upon it and regain balance.

Gobu arched his brow, peering over his shoulder as he started to form In. Quickly, he dropped down into a split, slamming his hand into the ground. Numerous fuin spread from his hand, cuing a large explosion of smoke. As the gas cleared, there emerged from the scene three human-sized beavers, donning numerous weapons. Gobu placed an arm on one, leaning onto it as he pointed at Takeji in a menacing smirk.

"Briiiiiiiiiing it~"