Post by Zuci on Jul 22, 2023 3:16:08 GMT -5
"Are you KIDDING me?!"
"Look, kid, just chill out for a second!"
Zuci, carrying minor cuts and bruises on her person, had been leaning over the counter at one of the local bars-slash-mercenary-hotspot. Feeling a random need to fill her pockets, she decided to go and capture a somewhat known criminal; she brought the fool in battered and unconscious, of course, and delivered him for payment. What was the problem then?
There WAS no payment. And evidenced by how she was currently lifting the man off the ground with one fist tightened into his shirt collar, she was not happy about this.
"Oh don't you 'kid' me you dimwit! Who the hell runs a mercenary outfit, leaves a job with an expired reward up for grabs and doesn't bother to let anyone until after it's done?! I should burn that pointed beard of yours to a crisp you damn cheat!"
"L-Look, the person who made the request bailed about two hours before you took the job and I forgot to take it down, alright?" The man had his hands in the air, though clearly looked annoyed by the younger girl's antics.
"Oh? Well, can't really blame them for canceling their request now can I? I can however blame the incompetent fool who will not pay me for my work!"
"There's nothing to give!"
Zuci let the man drop to his feet, audibly snarling and making some of the other patrons put their distance between the argument.
"Out. Of. Pocket."
"You're kidding!"
Zuci narrowed her eyes and jumped up on top of the counter. The man reared back, eyes darting to his sides.
"Okay, okay, fine! I'll...get it to you as soon as I can."
Zuci made a 'hmph' sound as she jumped off the counter, not realizing she'd been flaring her Ki the whole time. "You'd best do it before the end of the week. Waste my damn time with this, the nerve of it all..."
Zuci folded her arms and walked towards the exit of the establishment. She overheard someone muttering something unkindly towards her under their breath, kicked their drink out of their hand and immediately stepped outside. The patron had run outside after her only to be kicked through the door, now unconscious.
The man slumped over the counter, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Damn it... Who does she think she is to threaten me? I'd pay a little less to teach the lass a lesson..." Clearly, he had his work cut out for him...
Never mind that Zuci wasn't about to actually do anything to him if he didn't pay up, not that she needed him to know that. Still, she was extremely annoyed right now and was likely to be aggressive with anyone who dared get in her way of going home and getting some well-earned rest. Thankfully the people on the street seemed to know to avoid her, getting out of the powerful girl's way as she stomped her way home. Though...
Zuci stopped mid-walk, raising her hand up to her face and clenching her fist. Hm. It must be recent events, but she's begun feeling a lot stronger lately... Well, at least something good is happening!
Now she just needed 'good' to KEEP happening...
"Look, kid, just chill out for a second!"
Zuci, carrying minor cuts and bruises on her person, had been leaning over the counter at one of the local bars-slash-mercenary-hotspot. Feeling a random need to fill her pockets, she decided to go and capture a somewhat known criminal; she brought the fool in battered and unconscious, of course, and delivered him for payment. What was the problem then?
There WAS no payment. And evidenced by how she was currently lifting the man off the ground with one fist tightened into his shirt collar, she was not happy about this.
"Oh don't you 'kid' me you dimwit! Who the hell runs a mercenary outfit, leaves a job with an expired reward up for grabs and doesn't bother to let anyone until after it's done?! I should burn that pointed beard of yours to a crisp you damn cheat!"
"L-Look, the person who made the request bailed about two hours before you took the job and I forgot to take it down, alright?" The man had his hands in the air, though clearly looked annoyed by the younger girl's antics.
"Oh? Well, can't really blame them for canceling their request now can I? I can however blame the incompetent fool who will not pay me for my work!"
"There's nothing to give!"
Zuci let the man drop to his feet, audibly snarling and making some of the other patrons put their distance between the argument.
"Out. Of. Pocket."
"You're kidding!"
Zuci narrowed her eyes and jumped up on top of the counter. The man reared back, eyes darting to his sides.
"Okay, okay, fine! I'll...get it to you as soon as I can."
Zuci made a 'hmph' sound as she jumped off the counter, not realizing she'd been flaring her Ki the whole time. "You'd best do it before the end of the week. Waste my damn time with this, the nerve of it all..."
Zuci folded her arms and walked towards the exit of the establishment. She overheard someone muttering something unkindly towards her under their breath, kicked their drink out of their hand and immediately stepped outside. The patron had run outside after her only to be kicked through the door, now unconscious.
The man slumped over the counter, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Damn it... Who does she think she is to threaten me? I'd pay a little less to teach the lass a lesson..." Clearly, he had his work cut out for him...
Never mind that Zuci wasn't about to actually do anything to him if he didn't pay up, not that she needed him to know that. Still, she was extremely annoyed right now and was likely to be aggressive with anyone who dared get in her way of going home and getting some well-earned rest. Thankfully the people on the street seemed to know to avoid her, getting out of the powerful girl's way as she stomped her way home. Though...
Zuci stopped mid-walk, raising her hand up to her face and clenching her fist. Hm. It must be recent events, but she's begun feeling a lot stronger lately... Well, at least something good is happening!
Now she just needed 'good' to KEEP happening...
Zuci is angry and flares her Ki up to the maximum of 32,000 in broad daylight!
Thread PL: 32,000
TWC: 543
Thread PL: 32,000
TWC: 543