The Successor

I will defeat anyone. || Eliot DOA6 Independent Roleplay

[xliuhe]

"Eliot! I hope you've been training!"

"Always..!" 

[colonelpipsqueaks]

“Ayane, here I come!”

[klllerwithinarchive]

THIS BLOG IS OKAY WITH GROUP THREADS.

basically, i love them!

i’m not going to force them on you, however.  but if we are in a thread & you think it’d be cool if a relevant character joined in, just tell me! or i’ll ask you.  d (^_^) b

if you see one of my threads, & you think you want to join in, just ask me or my partner &  we’ll see if everyone’s okay with it.  o (◡‿◡✿)

because, one x one roleplay is limited sometimes.  ¯\ (°_o) /¯    & group threads are super AWESOME.  (●ゝω)ノヽ(∀＜●) 

but make sure you don’t just jump in! always ask.  (づ￣ ³￣)づ

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mayonakanosakura​:

For a moment, she blinked a few times as she observed his body language as well as listened to what Eliot had to say. Silently, she agreed, Ayane was indeed a very strong person. Almost to a point where her sister almost overtook her a few times. 

Her arms remained wrapped around the brown bag as his hand rose up to her. “Of course, that sounds like a good idea. I don’t believe we’ve sparred before. Although…” A glance passed over to the contents of her bag, “I need to put this milk back in the fridge. We can spar after I put the perishables in the fridge though, if you’d like.” 

"M-Milk..?" His hand retracts to the back of his head. He immediately stepped to her, gently offering his hands to carry the bag. “How could I request you to spar me and let you carry all of that?” He looks up at her before looking back down at the bag. “I know Ayane and you have trained most of your life. I have so much respect for your form. Your focus.” He looks up at her, beckoning her to let him carry it. “Kasumi-san.. Please, give me the chance to learn more! I want to win the next tournament. I’m growing stronger every day and I truly believe you’ll take me to my limits.”

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martialartscompendium​:

Seemed even outside of the ring, he wasn’t so bad. Being with others beats being alone, especially after the DOA tournament.

“Thank you. I’ll repay you someday when i have a chance~” Wherever he goes, she follows.

"Oh..”                              He pondered on what type repayment she might                              be able to even give. He doesn’t usually expect                              anything in return when it comes to giving someone                              something so he merely dismisses it with.  “Repay me                              by making me a better fighter.”                              He would then step into a bar, it was kind of                              embarrassing but it made him feel more                               masculine when he sat there.  “Alright! this is the place!”

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martialartscompendium​:

“Your treat?” She’d ask if he’s the one spending or hers. “Guess we both do share the same interest after all!”

“You mean you want go out and get-” He cuts himself off, deciding to accept her request. How could he possibly say no to milk? It was his favorite (and only) beverage. 

“Sure, my treat! Let’s go get some!”

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mandysxmuses​:

“… I … feel terrible,” Fiona admitted, laying her head back and hugging herself as she examined the things he was setting down. “I can’t begin to say, and … I want to be happy that I’m out of that place, and I am, but I’m also scared … I don’t even know where to go now …”

She didn’t think the market would be of much help finding a new home..

“I’ll be honest, I … I’ve only ever been drinking since I got there. The only thing I ate made me sick, and I only took a bite …”

Fiona blinked slowly, remembering the tufts of human hair she mistook for angel hair pasta.

What if…

Her eyes widened. She whimpered and sat up in the bed, hugging her legs.

“No! No, no…”

“H-Huh..?”                            The yell startled the fighter, causing him to stop what                           he was doing and watch her closely. She seemed                            unnerved. As if someone had abused her. One doesn’t                            get those injuries without some sort of fight.  “I was like you once..”

                          He decides to turn on his little radio. “I was once homeless..                           I was an orphan.” A chinese erhu begins playing as well                           as many of the beautiful orchestral instruments accompanied                           by it. “I was robbed, orphaned, and alone.. but, I’m okay now.”                           He took the plate of tea, placing it beside the night stand.

                                                “and you will be too.”                           His hand gently reaches out                           to her as he says; “It’s okay.” “You’re not going to be hurt anymore.”

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museteahouse​:

Hearing that makes her almost hesitate just a bit, normally she does hold back…and it’s often within very good reason, but since he doesn’t want that, she shouldn’t argue. She takes her own stance, her head tilting slightly as she makes her response.

“I…honestly believe that you’ll regret asking that of me.”

Tssh!                   "You'd be making a big mistake underestimating me!"                     Eliot explodes into his stance, controlling his breathing                     as he examines the girl and her stance. His feet grind                     into the ground as his palms open, one hand reaching out                     and curling towards himself, beckoning her move. ”Come on. I’m not afraid to bruise!”

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mandysxmuses​:

Fiona’s breath was light, and she rested under the covers for a little while until Hewie nudged her hand with his nose – at which point, she whimpered and pulled her hand back, jolting up.

“Oh! … Sorry, Hewie. … Things have been stressful for you too, I know …”

She looked over at his leg. Oh, it would take so long to heal…

Meekly, she looked around the room, and stepped off of the bed. “Where’s…?”

Easy.. Easy.

                     He was careful but he was carrying quite the                      industrial sized bag with a lot of groceries in it.                      The tea was already prepared and once he saw                      her awake again, concern settled on his face.

“You’re awake.”         

                         He steps closer, gently and carefully. 

“...Are you feeling dizzy?”

                “You really shouldn’t be up.. it’s bad for your head.”                  Eliot gently warns her, making his way to the table.                   “Let your body rest. It needs to rebuild.”  He says                   as he placed the paper bag on the table. He began                  digging inside, unloading it and pulling out various                  vegetables, fruits, ointments, and bandages. 

                 “You gave me an excuse to finally go shopping. I                   needed new supplies anyway for when I go back                   to china anyways, so..” His head turns back over                   his shoulder as he looks at her. “..You should see the market when you’re better. Everyone is really nice.” 

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grayfxce has crossed your path.

           "A-Are you.. wearing a spandex suit or something?" 

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martialartscompendium has crossed your path

"..So, do you like milk at all?" He inquired, rubbing his hands together nervously. "I uh.. kinda like milk.”

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mandysxmuses​:

“… Thank you. … I- … I’m sorry about all this. I was just…”

The words… wouldn’t come. She wanted so badly to explain something – anything of what happened to her, beyond “I was kidnapped”, but the words were struggling to escape from her lips. She didn’t even know how to begin.

“… I … I’m not thirsty,” She whispered, holding her head. “I really don’t need any food or water, I just … need …”

Quite suddenly, the woman collapsed in front of him, going unconscious.

"W-Woah..!" Eliot holds his hands out as a frame for her to fall, keeping her from hitting her head on the concrete. He catches her and slowly dips her backwards, lightly shaking her in his arms as an attempt to bring her back. “H-Hey..!” He calls with immense worry, “Hey, wake up!” Realizing that it may be futile, he looks to Hewie and silently mutters. “Dehydration..?” He asks and looks back down.  “Perhaps hunger..?” His best move was to check her breathing. She seemed fine when she got there? Was she poisoned? Drugged?  There was little time to ask. He took her inside, carrying her to his bed. Gently, he laid her down. Once she was there, laid under the comforters and sheets, Eliot wondered if he should tend to her more or not. He decided that preparing the tea was probably the best move.

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Eliot's lips be glossin' while his body's flossin'.

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mayonakanosakura​:

The familiar voice that spoke her name prompted her to turn her head towards him with her arms wrapped around a brown bag filled with supplies. At the realization of who it was, her eyes lit up and a smile accompanied her before she then spoke, “It’s an honor to see you too, Eliot. I was planning on doing so, yes.” Curiosity filled her facial features along with a tilt of her head, “Is there a reason why you asked?”

"O-Oh.. well.." He was reluctant, admittedly. He didn't want to step on her toes. He didn't want to get in her way if she was busy. "Ayane-san.. She.. she’s very strong. You are strong too, you know. Very strong..” Eliot rose a hand to her, gently approaching her as he asks;  “By chance.. are you willing to train with me? Could you use a sparring partner?”

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Has Eliot ever experience a "bruh moment".

Huff. “Well, if it's regarding my own actions.. it's always when a girl is around." There was a deep, shameful sigh from him as he slouched. "I can never be normal. Any other moment is 100% involved with my friend Brad."

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museteahouse​:

“You assume by my appearance that I don’t know how to fight…?” She blinks. “If you were seeking a sparring partner, wouldn’t you prefer asking someone you actually knew?”

A sigh escapes her, and she began to pull out a pair of gloves from her jacket, the sound of stretching leather lightly being heard.

“That being said, I will still fight, if that’s what you’re looking for.”

"I challenge you!" His head bows, his fist flies into the palm of his hand as he salutes the younger girl before him. He takes his stance, raising his hands and guard raises. His stance deepens and he inhales.  “I want you not to hold back, okay? I haven’t had anyone push me in a while!”

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mandysxmuses​:

“… I’m not being followed by anyone anymore,” Fiona said quietly, hanging her head. How… was she even supposed to explain… “I was kidnapped. … I escaped. … I don’t know what to do now … but I’m not being followed by–”

Hewie’s bark from behind her made Fiona wail out and stumble forward, as she looked back with a frightened gaze.

“… Oh, Hewie – … it’s you … um, calm down, boy. He’s friendly …”

"O-Oh.." Eliot stepped back away from Fiona immediately, looking over Hewie. The dog seemed protective. Like he had grown some attachment to the blonde girl before him. “You were kidnapped.. Why don’t we talk over tea?” Carefully, now intimidated by the white german shepherd, he guides her through the doors.  “Y-You, uh.. you need to replenish your strength.” His home wasn’t very big. It was quite simply. A counter, a bed in the corner, and a bathroom as well as a closet and dresser for clothes. The kitchen was connected with a simple sink and a false wall separating them.