Conviction of Iron

RP blog for Jail Murdoch from Plunderer Affiliated with Citta Alveare Residence: District Delta Rank: Citizen

[shallowgod]

She decided to drop her line of thought. It wasn’t polite to pry, after all. 

“I don’t use it very often. I probably wouldn’t have been able to hit him, anyways.” She shrugged. “I actually have two. They were a present from.. The scientists, I think.” Hadn’t it happened after the maze? Or had it been one of the other events? Honestly, it all blurred together. Two years did that to you.

“They are very dangerous, yes.” She remembered the slight burn in her shoulder from the time she had been shot, and the resulting blackout later. Everything was fuzzy. It seemed to be a trend, with her memories.

She tapped the ground with her cane. “So, sir, where were you heading? I can help you get there, if you would like the assistance.” 

[ironjail-blog]

“ My residence. “ Calling it a home would be like admitting defeat to the Scientists. Jail had no plans to stick around longer than necessary to break out.

Looking at the woman, the contemplated her offer. A part of his pride was hurt at the thought of needing help.

“ I thank you for the offer and that we got out of that situation without harm, but you do not need to worry about having to guide me to my living quarters. “

It came off a bit cold, but Jail was generally cold to start with. He gave it a second thought. As if could actually use that help to find back to the district but admitting he needs help with anything was such a hurdle to get over. “ ... What’s your name? “

[finalbosslike]

It is just a name, but it is also a bad name. Though, there are some heroes with really bad names, albeit not NPC names, but eh. A hero is a hero and as a Final Boss she must fight heroes.

His challenge only made her excitement grow. She rose herself up with her tail, just to make there be much less distance between their eyes. Then, she made her voice deeper, all in a failing effort to make herself seem more intimidating. It probably would of worked much better if she brought out her tentacles as well, but the thought never even crossed her mind.

“Okay then! Even if you are the bit on the bland side and have a bad name, she will accept you as a hero! Desco will make sure to cause a lot of trouble, trouble worthy of a Final Boss to make! She will make sure that you will definitely want to hunt her down and challenge her! Hmhmhm-haha! She looks forward to it!”

[ironjail-blog]

“ Hmph, make sure you stay in kindergarten first then. “ Not that it crossed his mind that demon children maybe didn’t go to kindergartens or schools. Still, that tail was unsettling, where did she store it all the time?

Looking up to the sky between the skyscrapers, it have grown a little bit darker. There he went wasting time on idling chatter again. He sighted at his own blunder.

“ I think we’re finished for now. We’ll undoubtedly meet again in the future, Desco. And for your sake, it better not be a meeting where I have to shackle you. “

With his final warning, he turn around dramatically and walked off in the distance, his coat swaying in a pretty cool way from the sudden breeze. It was the kinda cool atmosphere where two parties parts their ways until another time they would meet.

[arnath]

✴: » Cellphone? Was that something unique that this city had? If he could actually pull out a phone one could fit into their pocket she’d consider apologizing but the thought was so beyond her that she couldn’t imagine how it could be possible. Really, she’d just tilt her head confused at him for a moment as to what he meant. 

“ Well I’ve never heard of one. So show me one as proof and I’ll believe you. “ That was fair to ask of, right? As Arnath stood about and kicked a few of the guys to keep them down for the police to come and pick them up would she stand to the side and watch them get taken away. They didn’t seem to happy about this to which Arnath just smiled and waved them off. Once they were gone and the two of them were left alone, she’d turn her head towards the other, asking who she was. She felt rather casual on the topic at hand because it wasn’t all that intrusive, although the way he asked it could make her think otherwise. 

“ Well, my name is Arnath. And I do have some combat experience. I was in a line of work that demanded it in a sense, so I didn’t have much choice but to be good at what I do. At the very least, a few common thugs are easier to deal with then what I’m used to. “ 

“ Anyways, before you said I’m uneducated about this land, didn’t you? I’d be a lot more mad at that if you weren’t at least some what right. I’ve only been here.. a few weeks at best. But I take it you’ve been here for clearly longer? “ 

[ironjail-blog]

He simply listen to what she had to say, taking it in and carefully reading between the lines of every word she spout out for any hints of anything. A natural investigator even at the most casual of times. So she was a fighter of sorts, one who dealt with things tougher than a gang-up. 

“ Hmph, I’ve only been here a few weeks as well... “

He gave her a sharp stare, judging like, like a stern teacher.

“ .. But I’ve been gathering information of the world since I got here. It’s a natural act to learn your surroundings when you’re suddenly in enemy territory. I take it you’re not a soldier. “

Jail let out a sight, people in this city were awfully casual about being abducted and having their powers taken from them. Did they not grasp the seriousness of the situation?

“ Now, as for cellphones. Come with me and I’ll show you. As a proof of my conviction to never lie, I will give you hands-on proof of the most basic communication tool in this world. “

Putting his hands in his pockets, he slowly made his way back to the main street. Waiting on her to pick up a pace and tag along.

[icemastercadet-blog]

“You would lead us to freedom..” His words echoed. But she had made a few friends here. What would become of them if she agreed to abandon them? Jail certainly had a innocent proposal it seemed. Making all efforts to return home. She would be able to return to Sice,Cater,Cinque. Her sisters that had been ripped away then returned. Yes it was better to head back to Rubram but this City was on the brink of a War just like home and she could be of use. But his idea would allow her to save the people trapped who desired freedom. After a few moments of internal thought she took his hand. “If we can save the prisoners trapped here I would like to help them.” She replied in a serious tone.“No one has the right to be a slave to these scientists and forced to play to thier tunes..”

[ironjail-blog]

When her hand reached out and clasped around his, he made a faint smirk. Giving the linked hands a firm shake as they came to an agreement.

“ It’s going to be a lengthy process, but the more people with the same conviction banded together, we will find a way out of this place. “

Letting go of the woman’s hand, Jail put his hands into his pockets as he walked away. He wasn’t a man to waste too much time on idle chatting as he already made way to progress his plans. After a few step, he stopped and looked forward, not turning back to the woman he just made an alliance with. “ I know your name, so finding your number will be easy. I will call you when you’re needed. “

He then continued to walk.

“ Until then, keep living like normal. Farewell. “

[ironjail-blog]

I’ve had internet issues for the past 2 weeks and it will hopefully be fixed next week. They dug out the cables to my house by mistake and are in no rush to fix their own mistake since it “ only affected 5 houses “

My temporary solution of a mobile net stick is pretty poor most of the time but today it have been working very smoothly so I hope I can write some replies I am very behind on doing.

[finalbosslike]

“Oooh, that’s devious, and Desco though you were a goody-goody human. She is surprised by this revelation.”

Not as surprise as she is to hear his name, though. It was… disapointing to say the least. The most non-important character name in the universe pretty much.

“Jail? And you like arresting people? That’s like being a shopkeeper named Shop, totally lame.”

At first, she was confused when he knelt down, but as he spoke her face birghtened yep with excitement. She was pratically sparkling at his threat, almost like she didn’t even she it as a threat and more of an amazing reward.

“Really?! You want to be the Hero to Desco’s Final Boss!? Even though she hasn’t done anything cause you to have a tragic backstory thus fueling you with hatred for her and setting you on a path for vengence? Desco is really really shocked and amazed! She doesn’t know what to say!”

[ironjail-blog]

“ Mmph… It’s just a name. “ He glared at his name being insulted by the child. Was she fifteen years older he’d give her a wallop.

His fair warning to Desco had given an unexpected reaction. He was taken a bit off by her elaborate hopes. Really her rumbling lost him halfway through it.

“ No… I just make lawbreakers get punished and put behind bars. I don’t have a tragic past. “ He got back up on his legs. Pointing down at Desco in a challenging manner. “ But be sure, I will hunt even you down if you cause too much trouble. That is my conviction.  “

[icemastercadet-blog]

“Why would I retire? That would be going against the will of the Vermillian Bird Crystal. Rubrum does not take kindly to those who turn their back on a nation. My family needs me. Together we have accomplished many victories..” His question threw her off for a few moments. “As much as I would love to live in this illusion of peace…I would have liked to go back and see everyone again.” She admitted. “My Mother needs me and my nation..” Seven confessed.

[ironjail-blog]

Better. Much better.  This was more what Jail wanted to hear. On the inside, he was smiling. Maybe.

But no, he did not let such content show. He was still serious, his expressing was still a stern scowl. “ Then... “

He reached out his right hand to her, a black glove, unlike the white one on his left.

“ Join me. I have no plans to stick around and my conviction will make me find a way back to our original lands.

I’m gonna form a group whose sole interest is finding a way home. There will be many mysteries that’s gonna need to be solved. A network must be built.

But what I need, are people with a conviction strong enough with the desire to return home. 

The choice, is yours. Do you think you have the strength to follow me on this journey. “

His hand was open, ready to be grabbed or denied. His white gloved hand pushing up his glasses once more as he looked at the woman, an undaunting, piercing stare. There were no signs of doubt in him, no sign of hesitation or disbelief in the task he put before him. Now, it was her turn to decide if she want to follow in his footstep. 

[finalbosslike]

“But wouldn’t it be more illegal for you to arrest Desco? You told her that you were no longer in the military. You also are not wearing anything that looks like the police uniforms that Daddy showed her. Unless you are some sort of vigilante, but you don’t wear a mask so Desco is unsure of that.”

She may have not been a genius, but Desco did retain information very well. Even if some of that information is wrong. Though it wasn’t like she wouldn’t break the law even if he was an officer. C’mon, what Final Boss follows the law? Certainly not any memorable ones.

“Also, how is she suppose to ask you for help if she doesn’t even know your name?”

[ironjail-blog]

“ Subduing a criminal and handing them over to the police department is completely legal. I could put it under self-defense and no one would know better. “

Actually, Jail had done a fair bit of vigilante work in Citta since he arrived. Only because he hadn’t gotten an official job that took care of criminals, yet.

As for her second question, Jail just grunted retort. “ It’s Jail. “

He bent down on his knees and stared the tiny Desco straight into her deep red eyes. “ And if you do real villain things, I would be the hero that beats you up. “

[yaibx-blog]

|♭|-

     When he was thrown to the ground, Yaiba was quite sure he felt a panic more than he ever had. It was obvious the other was angered; far from being kind or accepting anything other than compensation. He felt like he was going to just break, if he were to be honest. He was shaking, really, and already tensed up for being hit or worse.

     The black energy around the others hands was definitely a motivator for diplomatic movements though. So, a deep breath to steady himself, and he tried it out. He knew the other requested his name, but he was far from in a confident enough state to give it.

“I cannot repay you at the current time. 

     I have just been…placed here, and thus have no access to funds, hence.

          If you wish, I can work it off in some way.

     Or, once I receive a job, I will pay you back double of what the items costed.”

   Another breath, trying to get himself calm. It was just like negotiating with Rom…which never happened, but he had to keep calm now. If he panicked, it was far from a good situation.

“You may not trust my words, and with great reason.

     However, this is all I can offer.”

[ironjail-blog]

“ Hmph. “ Jail wasn’t bulging for these reasons of not getting paid back in this instant. He struck an open hand towards the shaking boy.

“ I do not want you to pay back twice the price. You will pay back before the day ends even without a coin to your name. “ He denied the mutt of such unnecessary redemption.

“ Now get up. “ He commanded. Jail was seemingly very aggressive in this situation. Something might be causing him to act this violent or it was just in his character.

“ How well can you fight? “ His black gloved hand crackled again with the insidious black lightning, a reminder that whatever it is, is still threatening the boy would he not comply.

[arnath]

✴: » Well that saved her a considerable headache. To think, she needed proof of guys trying to mug her now? What, was she going to just let them stab her for that? Forget that. Seeming as if the conversation was over, she’d prepare to depart in hopes he’d take care of them when he asked her a rather dumb question about having a phone. 

“ … How would I carry a phone around me? They’re usually hooked up to a wall or a pole that’s stuck to the ground. Unless you think I just some how have one in my pocket. “ 

✴: » Different times, different technological advancements. 

[ironjail-blog]

A throb, a pulsating sensation beat with such force inside Jail. But it wasn’t his heart she had made overwork, but a vein on his left temple. Being taken for a fool in the slightest implication was enough to cause him to blow steam.

“ It’s the norm in this world that people carry a hand sized phone called a ‘cellphone’. “ He informed her, holding a finger against the bridge of his glasses.

“ We’re gonna have to contact the police regardless. “ He looked around on the aching men lying squirming about. There would be no point in both of them leaving for a phone booth. “ Keep an eye on these while I go find one. You’re clearly less educated of this world than I am. “ 

Harsh, but he turned on his heel and left in an instant. Luckily, phone booth were plenty and under 20 minutes the scene was already under police control. The bad guys getting cuffed and sent off into a large, black vehicle by the street. As Jail returned, he talked to the woman. There were things he needed to sort out.

“ Who are you, anyway? No random civilian can take on this amount of thugs on their own without some combat experience. “

[ironjail-blog]

☯ + ♧

☯:Do they believe in karma?

Jail is a very pragmatic person. Due to his heavy set-in-stone mentality of convictions he doesn’t believe things will be brought to justice or treated fairly by some divine power and only through doing it yourself will you get even.

♧:Opinion on conservation

Jail isn’t afraid of collateral damage when fighting. Since his power allows him to build things out of iron, he can help repairing damage in the aftermath if need be. He fights on a very destructive level normally and tends to cause at least a couple of furniture worth of damage.

While unnecessary destruction is to be avoided. As long as bystander’s lives aren’t at risk, Jail doesn’t take much caution to what happens to his surroundings.

[finalbosslike]

Since it didn’t seem to her that he didn’t believe her, Desco quickly calmed down. She was always very quick to change her moods depending on the situation, just as she is quick to always voice her thoughts.

“Yeah, Desco shouldn’t, she should be walking with Big Sis! Big Sis isn’t here so Desco is very upset.”

“But if Desco gets into trouble, she will deal with it just like any final boss would: with as much violence as possible without completely overpowering the opponent! Or through coercion, but Desco isn’t very good at that…”

Well, that’s what happens when you live in the Netherworld, everything is solved with just beating people up that it is hard to practice something like persuasion.

[ironjail-blog]

It seemed that Desco was doomed to get in trouble eventually if she kept this up. And there was no signs of her to stop either. Really, it was gonna be a pain if more kids were coming to harm in a place like this. And it seems she was relying on her big sister, who also isn’t here. Really, what a pain being aware of this.

“ Then, since no one is here to be with you. I suppose if you get in trouble I can help you out.

... As long as you don’t break the law, then I’ll have to arrest you. “

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[ironjail-blog]

♚

♚:How would they be as a parent?

Jail would similar to how he normally is. Stern and strict in general but having a high tolerance and sense of responsibility for his child(ren).

Judging by how Jail have behaved in the manga when he got “ serious “, any form of harm or hostage action towards his children would be met with a devastating and direct counter force. 

Jail was an orphan, and is very thankful for his foster father for adopting him. Jail is probably at his most diplomatic and nicest when interacting with children. So I assume he’s the type that will make sure they get a good childhood and knowing how he works with his convictions, he would likely make convictions like never allowing (himself) to make his children cry and the like.

Despite his cold and rough exterior and lack of expressing his emotions, Jail can be very softhearted towards people he have taken a liking to. Whether they are a lower ranked officer or wanted criminal. 

Pretty by-the-book family man, he probably could do with a bit more smiling however.

[ironjail-blog]

Send in a symbol for a headcanon about my muse

☠: Opinion on death

☮: Opinion on peace

☯: Do they believe in karma?

♠: Gambling habits

Ω: Supersticious beliefs

♤: Favorite card games

♣: Sports they have played/play

♧: Opinion on conservation

♥: Favorite animal(s)

♡: Favorite food(s)

♦: Opinion on outer beauty

♢: How do they spend their money?

♔: Opinion on economic classes

♕: Favorite location

♚: How would they be as a parent?

♛: Opinion on their family

⚜: Any ties to a certain religion, following, group or cult?

★: One wish they have

☆: Their hopes and dreams

☾: Favorite time of day

☽: Favorite season

☼: How long does it take for them to get sunburned

☀: What makes them happy?

☁: What makes them sad?

☂: Favorite kind of weather

[yaibx-blog]

|♭|-

     Almost immediately when the shattering came to his hearing, his ears flattened, tail drooping. Oh dear, he was in a lot of trouble, wasn’t he? When his collar was grabbed, he immediately flinched, eyes closing in preparation to be hit or yelled at. That was what Rom usually did.

     But, the voice wasn’t Rom’s. He slowly opened his eyes, shaking slightly, to look at the other.

“N-no, hence.

     Y-yet it is all I can offer at the moment.”

   If he had the money, the funds, he would gladly repay the other! Give the other money to buy new items. But, he was essentially broke; he realized the need for a job long ago, yet he couldn’t figure out where to start.

[ironjail-blog]

Not gonna pay? Trying to excuse his way out of this? Jail’s eyes twitched something fierce at this lack of backbone. He threw the guy down to the ground, not giving a single regard to the commotion he was creating.

Black energy cracked and thundered from his right hand, this was Jail preparing his ballot power.

“ State your name. “

[icemastercadet-blog]

"I…” She listened to his words. “They are worth more.I was raised by my Mother who taught me how to fight. Arashia did not teach us about convictions and morals. I never knew what it was like to be normal and stand up for what I believe in. I trust and protect my family. Call me nieve if you want.” She growled a bit. “But I know what I have accomplished has helped our country and our Mothers desires.” Her tone was unsure. Was she and Class 0 just pawns in a scheme or raised just to be war machines…?

[ironjail-blog]

“ And is that enough for you? Is it already time to retire? “ He kept pushing his agenda on her. Testing her true intents and convictions and where they lied. Jail crossed his arms, his eyes were piercing her entire being, no facades were gonna get to him.

“ Do you not want to return and see things through? “  Jail needed people with true conviction of wanting to leave this world, and he needed to test the mettle of its citizens to see who makes and who breaks.