Sanada had been humiliated, beaten, ridiculed, none of which left him in a good disposition. He was ready to explode, and go up like a fucking super nova on this bitches ass. That wasn't to say he was stupid, however. He was in a room surrounded by people who at the very least disliked him for his attempted power play over the little cunt. When a spark of electricity flashed in Yajiro's hand as Kenji openly growled, hands balling up into fists, and Kyo glaring at him just begging for him to try anything, well, he didn't think the odds were all that fair. "Pfeh!" he stepped back a bit, "Bitch ain't worth my time."
Natasha was angry, and now that the gauntlet had been thrown, she wasn't just about to let the prick step out of it. "What? Fuckin scared?" she shot a look at Yajiro, "Back off, this fucker's mine!"
Yajiro waved his arms to placate the girl, backing off, "All yours."
Yamada said nothing as he watched with a cold, hard glare. The others spared him a glance, backing down as well, though the clenching of their jaws was enough for him to realize if he gave the go ahead, they would jump in with out a seconds thought.
"Happy now?" she sneered stepping up a bit, "Think ya could get away with the shit you tried last night?"
"Bitch." he took in a deep breath, face scrunched up in rage, "I'm gonna lay your ass down." he sneered, "Just like yer ma. Nothin' better then a Shibuya slut."
Natasha saw red, lunging forward she surprised the other gangsta slightly, both coming down in a crash as they wrestled with each other.
"Oh sheeeiaaaat!" Ryu twitched, looking around as if they were about to get raided out of nervous habit.
"Little BITCH" Sanada yelled slamming his head against hers, disorienting her some. Kicking her off, he rolled to his feet, nervously checking himself for any stab wounds. It was a fucking miracle she got that close and didn't manage to shife his ass.
Natasha rolled to knees, flinging a blade at the guy before rushing back in.
Sanada wasn't a weak little bitch. A martial artist, no where near Ranma's level, it was his skill in inflicting pain that had gotten him to the head of his little group, that and his home made 'toys', and despite being rather beaten up from his earlier tango with the pigtailed bastard, he was still more then capable of kicking ass. Dodging the blade by only the nearest of margins it still managed to cut his shoulder, he rushed in low ignoring the pain while gripping his deadly little blade in preparation to skew her ass.
Dropping to the ground, she slid forward, an act that surprised the gangsta, he managed to jump just as she slid past underneath him. As he was beginning to descend, she managed to stab his calf deep, holding on tight as she continued to slide, the little blade ripping up his lower leg before she let it go.
Sanada bit back a scream of pain. He couldn't call this fight off, it was a matter of street honor. Struggling up to a knee, he realized his leg was useless as it was, blood already seeping in a torrent from his wound. He dropped his knife, reaching behind his back just as Natasha got to her feet. He wasn't going to lose this fight, no way in fucking hell was he going to get disgraced in front of the rest of the heads. Pulling out a zip gun, he smirked cruelly as Natasha froze. "Ya lose, bitch." he pressed the trigger.
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Ranma examined the Gangsters as they came in, one by one. They were certainly.. different, he guessed. The first guy looked like some one he could get along with. Tough, like he had seen too much shit and come out all the better for it. The idea to show up early and watch from behind the Umi-sen-ken had been genius, at least he thought so.
The second 'head' to show up annoyed him a little, but not nearly as much as he thought a always angry person would. The nervous twitch, the permanent scowl, all of it spoke of a person who had dealt with too much shit and come out a changed man, he just wasn't sure if always being angry was a good thing, but who was he to complain? Ryoga was always depressed, and look how he turned out? Hard, like a man who knew the world fucking hated him, but despite all that he still refused to give up even thru his depression.
The third, Yajiro he think he heard some one call him, now this guy took the top. Reminded him far too much of Gos for his own good, and while that was a bad mark against him in his book, the fact he had everyone else shaking in his boots whenever he pulled out that 'toy' of his, it spoke of respect, for his mind if nothing else. Definitely some one he'd need to keep his eye on.
The paranoid guy looked tough, hard, but kinda girly with the way he'd shake and react to everything. He had to wonder what could turn a big tough looking guy like this into a nervous wreak, but figured it didn't matter in the end. Maybe he ran into something like a ghost? He'd seen his fair share of em, and he doubted a guy like this could deal with them all. Memories of the Ghost Cat still brought shivers to his spine, so he could relate, he guessed.
The other one, however, immediately earned a small measure of contempt with the traditional way he was dressed. Not so much as if he was dressed in a bad way, but he resembled Kuno far too much to his liking. Still, looking into the man's eyes, he couldn't help but let some of that contempt be carried away. His eyes were hard, but unlike Kuno it looked like there was some one behind the wheel, which was always a plus in his book.
The last he knew already, the guy who had tried to take advantage of Natasha last night. A little rage swelled within him at that, but nothing over powering. He had been warned, so unless the guy wanted to die, he'd doubt he'd be doing anything to piss him or Natasha off in the near feature, least not until his wounds had healed.
"I'll cut you bitch!" Sanada snapped.
Ranma face palmed, shaking his head tiredly as Natasha and Sanada started going at it. Either this guy was stupid, or he had a death wish. A small temptation to step in and stop the fight swelled within, but he buried that. It would be interesting to see how the others dealt with this. He wasn't disappointed either, as the others held back and gave Sanada a fair fight against the girl. Had to give Natasha props, she was fucking vicious when she had to be.
"Ya lose, bitch."
He was moving before the words were even spoken, blade rising upwards and slamming into the barrel of the gun, forcing the gangsta's aim up as he shot, the speeding bullet just barely missing the girl. Sparing no time, he let his invisibility field drop as he brought the blade back down, it's blunt edge slamming against the wounded gangsta's wrist, an audible cracking sound reverberating across the room as Sanada cried in pain from his broken wrist, his gun dropping to the ground with a clatter. Not yet finished, Ranma twirled around, switching back to the flat in of the blade and nailing the whimpering gangsta in the head with a meaty whack, the force of the attack propelling the dude five feet back before he crashed on the ground, unconscious.
Head tilted slightly, as if he was bored, he stood there overlooking Sanada's unmoving form, blade lowered when he realized the man would not be rising anytime soon. "Strike two." he scowled, flashing a glance at the others to gauge their reactions. Most were a little stunned to see him standing over Sanada for many reasons. One, people don't tend to just appear out of no where, two, the speed with which he carried out the attacks just wasn't something you saw on a day to day basis, well except for the Paranoid guy, he seemed as jumpy as before, but not as shocked. He had to wonder what kind of shit the guy could have been through if he wasn't impressed by that feat.
Yamada remained stone cold silent, hard eyes watching him seriously.
Natasha looked a little shocked, and very, very angry.
Using his sword, he tapped the crude looking gun lying on the floor, before picked it up. "I ain't got tha time ta deal with family tryin ta kill family, Rule one. No killins less in self defense, or I order ya. Break it an ya die in the most painful way I can think of." his tone was dark and serious. He gave the Heads a few seconds to digest that information, but either they were too stunned, or not ready to break in yet. "Rule two, Stealin from the gang is tha same as stealin from me. I don't like thieves none too much, so expect an ass whoopin." he waited a few moments again, continuing when none spoke up. "Rule 3. Honor is the code by which we fuckin work. Just because we're criminals doesn't mean we have to be nothin more than a bunch of fucking thugs. Be upfront an truthful in all business opportunities, don't fuckin lie or try and score a little somethin somethin for yerself. If I find out any mother fucker in here is disobeying this rule, it's yer balls.." he eyed Natasha, "Or yer ass. Either way, I'm takin somethin from ya."
He ignored Natasha as glared angrily at him, and how the others smirked a little bit as he continued, "Rule Four. Do as I say, not do as I do. Like if ya see me slap an old bitch, don't think that's the go sign for ya to start doin it. Knowin my life, the bitch had it comin and she could tear your arms off and beat ya to death with em with one hand tied behind her back."
"Last, but not fucking least. When in doubt, go with Rule 5: The "Saotome Secret Technique" Retreat, reevaluate, reengage. This is more then just fightin, goes with everthin in life. If yer not sure about somethin in a deal, back off an think about it before doin somethin stupid." He finished with a smirk, leaning up against the wall. "Before I start answerin any questions about these rules and shit." he sniffed disdainfully at Sanada's unconscious body. "I want this fuck tard thrown in a ditch some where. Don't kill em, just make it damn clear the fucker isn't welcome in the Slashers anymore." he threw Yamada and Natasha a look, "An while the rest of ya is taken care of that, Yamada, Mizuhara, up stairs. We gotta talk about somethin." he eyed the rest of them, "Just wait here if we're not back when you've taken care of Sanada.”
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