That was quite the roster for a crew, Elias thought to himself while Mashyuu told him everyone that was on the Phantom Raiders as of that point. And the water in Skypiea is made out of clouds? "I -- Of course I know that I can't see it from here. Where else would I think something called Sky anything would be?" He slapped the heel of his palm in to his forehead, an audible smack rang out as he had turned to face Mashyuu only to guffaw at how much of a doofus his new captain already was being. Well, most protagonists for a story are quite the dope, he thought to himself before he turned back to the railing of the ship. His attention back on Tinyjoints.
You need to stand up to a bully, and not let them come back? Elias thought about that for a brief moment, furrowing his brow as he spoke in a mumbled tone, "Let me just do away with this entire island then. They all behave just like that guy down there." He said with a scowl while looking down at Tinyjoints, who was bounding about and taunting Elias. FUming about how he was now being ignored, enraged that Elias, The Curse of Jaya, The Black Spot of the Pirates of the world, the mark of death, was now ignoring him? He would not stand for that. He would not put up with that. He would charge up that gangplank and fight Elias on the ship. Tinyjoints started to approach just as Kouse and Mashyuu left. The tall man looking to storm up the gangplank and get on deck. The moment his feet reached the top of the deck though, Elias jumped ship.
Pushing his hands against the railing of the ship, he shoved himself up with that one hand, vaulting over the railing so he could clutch on to the side of the boat, and brace his feet against the hull while his fingers clutched on to the railing. He pushed off with his feet once and lifted just a few inches in an arc, only to swing back down, and then he let go with his hands as his lower body pushed in more. Springing off of the boat, Elias performed a back flip, twisting and turning through the air before he landed on the dock and slipped his hands in to his jacket pockets, spreading his arms out, which in turn spread his jacket like a bird spreading its wings to look intimidating. He tilted his head a little and put a sneer on his face, his brow scowling at Tinyjoints, "What're you doin' up there? I'm all the way down here."
"You little--I'm gonna squash you like a little worm!" Tinyjoints, stormed back down the gangplank, huffing and puffing as his potbelly went up and down and he ran with those triple jointed arms swinging in a comical way. His cheeks puffed out as he breathed in and out of his pursed together lips. Those dark eyes of his locked on Elias, a marksman, a ranged fighter, who was already taking out that slingshot. Oh. That slingshot. That damn thing that had sent Tinyjoints flying earlier. It was then that he started to flail his arms, trying to slow himself down while his heels kept flying out from under him, "No! No! No! No! NO!" He shouted out loud.
Elias had that slingshot at the ready, clutching on to it with his left hand, gripping on to the handle solidly. His fingers flexing as the sound of leather being lightly twisted could be heard by him. His right hand pulling back on that hide pouch that held a seed, the elastic bands starting to stretch back as he pulled his right hand as far back as his left elbow. In that pouch of the slingshot, a green seed marked with a red X. No, not just a single green seed, but two of them. He was squinting his left eye shut, staring down Tinyjoints with his right eye as he took aim and saw that the man was slowing down, trying to turn and run. That just made him an easier target. The slower moving, the easier to hit. And this just made Tinyjoints the biggest target in the world to Elias in this moment right here.
ANd then, he let go. His right index finger, middle finger and thumb all let go, and that elastic band let loose, snapping back toward its original position, passing over and and through the Y-shape of the slingshot, letting the two seeds fly out of the pouch as the elastic band pulled it back toward its original position again. And as those seeds flew, they burst open. Those red X's splitting open like fault lines before a puff of green small leaves could be seen, along with four large snowflake shaped leaves from each seed. A total of eight Platanus Shuriken leaves shot out, all flying through the air and seeking to lacerate and chop up Tinyjoints and his lanky arms and pot belly.
The leaves were green on approach, and the tips were drenched in red, spinning through the air and scattering speckles of red along the docks and walls as they flew by after their pass through Tinyjoints. Even if the man wasn't dead yet, he had lacerations all over his body. Standing still after he had been cut, his eyes rolled in to the back of his head. Even though Elias was someone that had an arsenal capable of killing with the power of nature itself, he wasn't keen on taking a life that wasn't ready to give it up. Sure, he was fine with maiming or teaching a lesson to not trifle with him. But he wasn't a merciless killer. The red eyes of ELias just stared at Tinyjoints, a forlorn look of pity. For someone like that to be a captain, to be so afraid of leaves of all things, "How utterly boring can you be?" The man was a coward in the end. And as Tinyjoints dropped to his knees, Elias rushed forward.
Null Schritt he thought to himself while he leaned forward, applying weight to the ground with his left leg, pushing off of it, he went forward five meters. ANd then his right foot touched the ground, and the process was repeated again, crossing ten meters in just a few seconds with that powerful dash move of his. And at this point, he was just a couple of feet behind the passing out Tinyjoints, the man falling forward, ready to face plant the docks before Elias leaped off of the ground by three inches and brought his left heel around to clip against Tinyjoints' chin, sending the guy backwards, but not enough to knock the large man over. But that's where Elias' right foot came in, crossing over and striking the Long-arm captain in the face, and sending the obvious rookie off along the ground, away from the docks and the water, toward the street. Schuss Ablehnen.
he had won, but, what a boring win it was. With everyone on the street just looking for a moment before they continued about their business, these were outlaws after all, this kind of thing was common place. Tinyjoints could spend some time bleeding and unconscious on the ground while Elias went back up on to the deck of Mashyuu's ship, finding a note to leave.
"I'm staying in the forest outside of Mock Town. I'd rather not cause you trouble with all of the other crews around here. So, when you are ready to leave, come and get me please? I really want out of this place already!
Signed, Elias Weltenbauer."
With that done, ELias would walk off, and take his leave from the ship, making sure to leave the note posted to the main mast for Kouse or Mashyuu to read when they came back, if they came back. If they did? Well they were worth following around after all! If not, he would just spend more time in the forest.
[exit]