Joseph Eisen Handel

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Valon used his semblance of speed, rushing around Joseph, the chain wrapping around him. “With one of my teammates being a bookworm, I couldn’t forget.” He said, feeling a slight buzz from the electric pulse while Joseph took the majority of it. Taking the brief moment, he shot at the airships with his sniper, most of them exploding, while others were able to evade. He pulled his bandana and hood off as he looked at Joseph. “Shocking, isn’t it?” He laughed, slashing as Joseph’s back.

Kudos to the kid. That was a good move. Joseph grunted at the shocking and the slashing. It was the laugh that got him. God he hated when people laughed during fights. Sure, he was a sarcastic jerk. But he didn't laugh. The occasional chuckle, maybe. Joseph's eyes glowed. Muscles tensing as he busted the chain, aura flowing through his body. He was burning through it real fast, his body eating itself to make up for the energy expense. He grabbed Valon by the arm. He swung the kid back and forth. Slamming him between container to container like slapping a wet towel around. Before slamming him down into the ground. Joseph felt red leaking out of his back. Seeing a few airships carrying off containers. Not nearly the haul they wanted, but not an empty win. Joseph stepped on Valon's chest, coughing a bit after the brutal assault. "Downright thunderin'." He groaned out, staring at the wreckage.

"...you're good kid. You should try being a huntsman or something." Joseph jogged, his one leg's muscles tense from the electrical shocks. Running over to the sides of the docks. "Look up 'Iron Hands Handel' sometime, kid! You'll see why you don't want to try this vigilante bullshit!" And with an unceremonious dive, Joseph slid into the water. Swimming desperately to a shore. He washed up a ways from the dock. Soaked wet and coughing. "...better see the doc...about this..."

While in the air, Valon changed the ammunition in his sniper to his Explosive rounds. He watched Joseph charge at him when he landed. He laughed, shooting an explosive round at a crate of dust next to Joseph, the chain reaction sending the man flying. switching his pistol to Electric rounds, he fired at Joseph in as many places as possible, trying to prevent him from blocking.

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Joseph was aiming for an aerial attack, jumping up at the boy...and then the world started spinning. the giant man grunting as he picked himself up off the ground. His body bruised. He pushed against the crate he flew into, relocating his shoulder before dodging a shot. His eyes taking note of the shot. "...Right then..." Joseph ripped off a piece of the steel crate, and shoved it into the ground. His hand cut from the torn metal. He charged straight towards Valon, twisting his body with each electric shot. Taking each one. He swing his left arm up, entangling Valon's leg and throwing him into the ground. Panting heavily. But how had he taken each shot so-

The torn metal was stuck in the ground, the metal chain from his right arm stuck into the twisted wreck. An impromptu lightning rod. Each twist had been to keep the electric shots from pulsing through his heart and legs so he could keep running. The actual ammo part of the rounds still making a spectacle of his arm. He smirked as several airships rose up, a distance from their fight ground. "...nice shooting, kid... just remember lightning takes the path of least resistance" Joseph groaned out with a smirk.

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Valon slid back from the hit, slightly dazed. He looked up at Joseph, a mocking glint in his eye. “I’ve got a teammate who hits harder than you.” He said, his weapons turning into their ranged form. “Dance!” he yelled out, firing a barrage of bullets.

Joseph pushed his arms together, chains deflecting bullets as he made sure to protect anything vital. Imagine a river of light within your center He repeated to himself. remember his basic training. Now imagine the light pooling in your limbs and legs. His Aura spilled into his body, filling up the needed areas. Hardening and defending what he needed as he rushed straight into the barrage. He slid up to Valon, throwing a chain around the other's wrist and pushing his feet down into the ground. Trying to push the younger an off center and over his shoulder. Launching him up and away. "Sorry son. I only know how to tango. and that takes TWO." He released the chain, charging after Valon as he threw the boy farther from the crates with a smirk.

Valon narrowly avoided the projectile, watching the White Fang smash sickeningly to the ground. Valon looked the man up and down, he looked like he could take hits, but wouldn’t be fast enough to block many. Then he glanced at the chain, after seeing what the man could do, he knew he had to avoid it. Valon pulled his hood over his head, and bandana over his face. “I take it personal now that you’ve tried to kill me with your own man.” Valon rushed at him, his pistol turning into a knife as he slashed them both.

Joseph wrapped the chain back around his forearm. turning it into a mass of steel links. He raised his hands, blocking both blades and pushing forward towards Valon. Bringing his head forward into a headbutt, the knife sliding between the links and cutting his arm as he slid back and wiggled his lips. He began bouncing from foot to foot, raising his arms up like a boxer. "That would have been a concussion at worst." Joseph said with a smirk.

It’s a simple run and grab operation. A Schnee Corporation Freighter. Joseph regarded his “squad” coldly. White Fang. Every single one. He was getting a bit sick of having to babysit these idiots. But Roman said to, and he had a debt to pay to the redheaded menace. Joseph looked back out, seeing a…

Valon lay a distance back, looking through the scope of his sniper, looking for a place to strike. He stopped as he spotted a man. “a human?” he whispered to himself. He watched as he drew his weapons, looking in his direction. “he knows, show time.” Valon sprang out of his cover, his sniper turning into its sword form. He slashed at the White Fang in front of him, shooting with his pistol at another group before charging towards the human. “Why are you working with these fiends? it’s clear you aren’t one of them.” Valon demanded, his pistol aimed at the man.

It was a flash. The assailant was good. Damn good. Joseph had a sudden wish he hadn't gotten himself arrested. Or retired from the military. He really felt out of shape. His hand clenched as he stared down the pistol. Not a single showing a fear. Whoever this guy was, he'd obviously seen a gun in his life already. Probably stared a few down judging by that wicked scar on his face. Joseph looked from the barrel of the pistol to Valon's eyes. "Me? I owe someone a favor for busting me out of jail. I'm not happy about working with these White Fang scum myself..."

He flicked his wrist, a chain on his arm grabbing a White Fang member around the waist. His hand flew fast. Faster than his large size let on. The White Fang man raising up into the air before sailing down like a Meteor towards the boy. "...but I'm afraid you're interrupting my paying off that debt so I can get away from this filth. Nothing personal, kid."

Sides of a Coin (Joseph & Valon Closed RP)

It's a simple run and grab operation. A Schnee Corporation Freighter. Joseph regarded his "squad" coldly. White Fang. Every single one. He was getting a bit sick of having to babysit these idiots. But Roman said to, and he had a debt to pay to the redheaded menace. Joseph looked back out, seeing a security guard walking past. With one well placed grip on the neck, the guard slowly passed out. Screaming into the large hand of the giant man who snuck up on him. He tied the guard up, raising his fingers in various sign codes. Sending the Faunus terrorists out to collect the dust int he various container. Joseph flipped open a walkie talkie, speaking quietly. "Jumbo to Spitfire. Jumbo to spitfire. We're in. Get those ships here stat. Operation continuing on schedule." Joseph got a tingle up the back of his neck. A feeling that something was going to go...wrong. He slid out two chains, clicking them into place on the shackles on his wrist. He then wrapped the chains up around each arm. "...Someone's watching..." He muttered, nose twitching as he felt his aura course through his blood stream and everything become clearer. Time seeming to slow down as his body's natural abilities sharpened and his adrenaline began to pump.

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"Yes, my teammates. They’re a little less accepting of my sense of humor," Kotone giggled, as she handed him a card in return, accepting his and reading it throughly. "If you ever need a medic, feel free to call me. I can always claim patient confidentiality if need be." Her lips pulled up into a smile. "Good luck with your work, and I hope to see you again soon." Kotone pressed a chaste kiss to his cheek and turned to leave. "Oh, and if you’re really in a hurry, there’s a stream half a minute from here thataways that leads to where you’re going." Smiling to herself, she walked off. ‘Not bad, Junan,’She thought to herself. ‘There are worse ways to spend an afternoon than in the company of a polite man.’

Joseph blinked, pocketing the card with a smirk. "I'll keep ya on speed dial then, Doc." He said with a wink. He gave her a salute with two fingers as he headed off towards the stream, seeing the air ship flying in low he ran along the banks towards the meeting spot. Stopping as it landed. With some directions, harsh words and the like the White Fang members got the shipments of dust uploaded. Roman blinked at him as he stepped onto the ship. "Everything go swimmingly then Handel?" "Like clockwork, Torchwick." Joseph slumped into a seat, strapping in as the air ship took off. Carrying the large containers of dust up and away. He took out the card, glancing over the number.

"A little interesting at moments. but like clockwork."

Skip To The End (RP with joseph-e-handel)

Lloyd looked as the guy shoved one of those guys into the dirt. “WOO! That is awesome!” Lloyd then adjusted his goggles. “Yes sir I am a hunter. And who are these people supposed to be.?” he gestured toward the masked men.

Joseph looked back at the man in the dirt. Getting tugged out of the ground. He turned back to Lloyd, putting a hand on his hips. "Oh these guys? Members of the Faunus-Centric Terrorist Group White Fang. Currently working with a local master criminal for some unknowable and probably terrible end game. I'm their supervisor." He said plainly. Giving obviously no cares if Lloyd knew what was up.

"And you, my good sir?"

Skip To The End (RP with joseph-e-handel)

Looking at the trees Lloyd dropped down on the tree. He said to himself. “Okay so a big guy bunch of weird men with masks. Jeez can my day not get any weirder.” He then popped over to the individual barking out commands. “Hey mate! What are you and these blokes up to?”

The White Fang members all raised their guns up, aiming them right at him. Joseph raised a hand. "Guns down you trigger happy pantswetters!" One kept a gun trained on Lloyd. Joseph's response was to grab the smaller man by the back of the head and slam the member mask-first into the dirt. Body sticking out of the ground like a stereotype Ostrich. He pointed to another masked man. "You. Get trigger happy here out of the dirt." Joseph walked up to the boy, looking him up and down. He leaned a bit, getting a glimpse at the boy's weaponry. "...You a hunter, boy?" The large man asked, crossing his arms. Two large shackle-like bracelets on both wrists.

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Kotone shyly smiled at him, before sighing to herself. “Consider it a favor in reserve,” Kotone offered brightly, standing up entirely and offering a hand to him. “So next time I’m hopelessly lost, you can help me find Tall, Snarky, and Jackass so I can kick their asses for leaving me behind. Sound good?” She smiled at him again.

He nodded, polishing off the other sandwich and downing the juice. He took a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his lips off. Favor. Well. As far as those went owing one to a huntress-in-training wouldn't be too bad. Not like that fiery witch and the dapper dickweed. "I assume you mean your team-mates. Considering I myself fall under all three categories." He took out a small card, handing it to her.

"...If you ever need me. Just call that number. Be it Aura Training, dating advice or just need someone to wedgie some bullies for ya."

Skip To The End (RP with joseph-e-handel)

Lloyd was venturing through the forest to find this temple that was talked about earlier. It was simple. Get in and find the place. Grab a relic and get back. Easier than it sounds really. Lloyd was jumping from tree to tree so he wouldn’t be spotted by any Grimm. Fighting the Grimm wasn’t a necessary task. It was best if he avoided combat with these creatures as much as possible. He then looked out of the branches and looked into the open area. Seeing if anyone else was nearby while keeping his position in the trees.