Midnight_Dawn

Shiro had brushed himself off while the valkyrie had been talking. He wiped a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth, before giving her a smirk. The axe missed by inches as Shiro leapt to the side. As he landed he brought his hand up to try and take one of the weapons from the wall. His hand instinctively stopped feeling the evil aura that surrounded the weapon.

Shiro didn't have much time to contemplate as the twin axe came dangerously close to lopping off his head. He jumped to the side again, as a wicked smile crossed his lips as the idea formed in his head. The valkyrie continued the onslaught each time narrowly missing the dodging fighter. She grew more and more frustrated at the difficulty she was having. "Have you lossed the will to FIGHT," she screamed at him.

Shiro landed next to a wall and waited. The valkyrie seeing him stop laughed in cold victory, "This next strike will be your last." She brought both axes down in one vicious overhanded strike. The blow never landed as her arms where thrown up over her head and the two fighters were mere inches apart from each other, looking into each others eyes.

"I love a woman who plays rough," Shiro chuckled at her. Her eyes drifted upward. To her surprise he had deflected her blow with a sheathed sword, a sheathed sword from her wall. Her eyes widened in surprise as they fell back down to look at his, the fires of enjoyment burning brightly in his eyes. "How did yo..." Her sentence cut short by a dizzing headbutt that sent her reeling backwards for a few steps.

Shiro's eye shifted around the room. He took in all that was happening and begin to shake with anticipation. He shifted his feet going into a defensive stance as the valkyrie charged, only to see her stop by the energy drain fromthe Warshade. Having had a Nictus housed in his own body for a brief time gave him a little insight.

He pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one up. He took a long drag before speaking, "You know Valkyrie ****, it got a little crowded in here." He blew a puff of smoke into the air. He turned his head back to the valkyrie, the fire of enjoyment not as noticable now, before continuing, "Let's adjourn to a different locale."

He threw the spent cigarette to the side as he began his charge. Using the charge to increase his speed, he planted his feet and lunged into her. The leap brought extra power to his tackle as they headed towards the far wall. He felt her tense as her body struck the wall.

The force took them through the wall. As they flew into the hall she used his own momentum to shift their position before they crashed into the next wall. He let his concentration slip from his opponent just slightly to create an energy field behind him, buffering the impact. His energy field hit first, then the slight dampening field, then his body as they crashed through the other wall into...

Shiro dropped his feet onto the cold marble floor, channeled energy into the floor and brought himself to a stop kicking up some marble debris. He was grateful for the reflexive dampening field that constantly surrounded him, otherwise that blow would've been much worse. He craned his neck as he chuckled, his eyes lightening up at the thrill of the fight. "These clothes just ain't me, they're keeping me from enjoying myself," he commented, "I'll be right there."

Shiro reached up and ripped the tie from his neck. He pulled off the sliced up suit jacket and unceremoniously dropped it on the cracked floor. Then he practically tore off the white shirt revealing a toned and muscular torso adorned with a dazzling dark red triangluar pattern tattoo that ran down his entire arms and might even travel all the way down his body. He turned his eyes burning with excitement towards the valkyre, "Now I feel better, c'mon let's dance."

He launched himself toward his adversary. Their punches landed square on each others chins and they both flew back equal distance. He brought his hand to his chin and craned his neck."Nice punch ya got there ****," he began, then louder so his voice would carry, "But when I get done with ya, I'll deal with the OLD **** on the chandelier."

Shiro's clenched fist stopped inches from the pyschic's face. He pulled his punch back, and tried again. He stopped himself before the punch landed. He rose slowly, eyes darting between red clad hero, pyschic and his own fist. Lenny carefully moved away continuing his mental manipulations.

Shiro's eyes closed, his entire body was shaking as if he was combating the voice the pyschics attack in his own mind. He remained standing as his eyes flew open and stared at his own fist, before mumbling, "There is only one truth, and it's in my fist."

Shiro hammered his fist directly into his face, knocking himself out of the pyschics manipulation. He shook his head, trying to refocus himself. He heaved a heavy sigh of relief, "That was close." He returned his attention back to the festivities.

*Singing* I am hot sticky sweet
From my head to my feet...

"Probably quite a bit," he chuckled. He gave the valkyre a wicked smile as she rushed toward him. He prepped himself for the onslaught when he felt the wave of energy coming toward him. He pivoted around, brought up his arms across his face reflexively, and met energy wave with his own energy shield. He moved only a few inches and gave out a laugh, "So the floating pretty boy wants to join the fight."

A scream to his side brought his attention back to the charging valkyre. His smile never left his face as his eyes darted between the floating pyschic and charging valkyre. He contemplated only for a brief moment before slamming his fist into the ballroom floor, knocking the valkyre flat onto her back. "I will be right back, tramp," he said as he turned to look at the floating pretty boy. Over his shoulder he said, "Keep your dance card open. I will be right back."

He used his leg strength to propel himself towards the pyschic, while saying, "Prepare pretty boy for some righteous pain."

((OOC: Technically Shiro is a villain, but he is the honorable villain type and possibly the villain I have "go good" when the option becomes available.))

"Guess I should take the initiative," Shiro grumbled to himself, after noticing the two hovering above make a motion towards him. He gave a quick glance around the room and dashed towards the discarded bannister. He hoisted the fallen bannister into his arms and with all his might flung it at the two hovering in the air, caring little if it hit.

After the projectile was on its way, he leapt towards the valkyre in the slutty attire. His punch landed hard on the valkyre's chest skull, cracking it. "Sorry to cut in like this tramp, but I will be your dance partner for the evening."

He gave the valkyre a once over, and readied himself for the counterstrike. To the hero he said, "Yo, Mr. Hero I will take this bimbo, you deal with the bimbo and her puppet up on the chandlier."

Shiro adjusted the collar of his suit. His employer had hired him to come to this event in his stead. He wasn't looking forward to it. He strode towards the main door and rang the bell. A woman answered the door, Shiro gave her the invitation and she showed him to the main ballroom.

Shiro whistled to himself, " So this is how the other half lives. " He calmly opened the doors, and flowed in. His eyes instantly fell onto the chaos that had insued. " I guess this is why, my employer didn't want to show. "

Shiro unconsciously cracked his knuckles and craned his neck. He loved a good fight and this certainly looking like a good fight. A smile snuck across his lips as he walked confidently into the mass of socialities trying to blend in to get a better view.

"I'm a little teapot. Short and stout.
Here is my handle. Here is my spout.
When I get all steamed up hear me shout.
Tip me over and pour me out."

LR: I need a... CHANGE!

Scirocco: I don't think your hair can take another perm.

"I see Paris. I see France. I see Statesman underpants!"

"I am woman. Hear me roar!"