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striderandslayer:

Hiryu just stared at his (admittedly rather eccentric) friend, not sure how to react. “…why not just say it afterwards? You know, when there’s no risk of anyone hearing and possibly developing a counterattack?”

"I could do that too, sure," he says, "but if we all shout the name afterwards, it’s not as dramatic. Imagine if Ryu used the Shoryuken but didn’t yell the name out until after he landed back on the ground. It wouldn’t have as much of an impact.”

The Strider paused for a moment before shrugging in agreement, the mental image mildly amusing. “While that is true, he is a competitive fighter. You are also a crime fighter, and as such you should be a bit more careful about things like that. I would hate to hear you were defeated over something like s catchphrase.”

i-am-captain-commando:

striderandslayer:

"But after a while wouldn’t your foes catch on? There are only so many times you can shout Captain Fire before enemies bring fire extinguishers or fireproof suits." Hiryu looked his friend over, frowning mildly. "And then what? Captain Fist to Face?"

Hey, that’s not a bad idea! That’s why we yell the attack name at the same time we unleash the move, rather than before it, my friend.”

Hiryu just stared at his (admittedly rather eccentric) friend, not sure how to react. “…why not just say it afterwards? You know, when there’s no risk of anyone hearing and possibly developing a counterattack?”

bigbossqueenpoison:

striderandslayer:

bigbossqueenpoison:

striderandslayer:

bigbossqueenpoison:

striderandslayer:

Dante definitely was not expecting that. He recoiled slightly at the kiss before returning it himself, hands falling away from his back and towards Poison’s waist. After a moment he pulled away from the kiss, smiling slightly. “So… You could love me? Or you do?”

Hiryu sighed, holding a hand out as a sign of peace. “Life. Calm. Happiness. It does not have to be an eternal battle for you. For either of us.”

@Dante, Poison: *She wrapped her arms around Dante’s neck and whispered in his ear* Make me your one and only. @Hiryu, Sorry I thought killing you would make Mad Gear rise to glory. I just need…money and fame.

The slayer felt a chill run down his spine as she whispered into his ear, responding with one small phrase. “Gladly.”

Hiryu shook his head, a little surprised by her decision to attack. “Killing me would not help. If you want to become rich and famous, show the world why you deserve it. Prove to them you have it in you.”

@Dante, *Poison kissed him once more until she whispered his ear* Follow me. *She said tugging on his arm so they can go somewhere more private.* @Hiryu, That’s right! Me and Hugo manage to the the stupid pandora’s box and become famous wrestlers. Just wait and see when I become canon!

The halfling smiled as his new lover took him somewhere more secluded, certain as to where this was gonna go. “So this is where the magic’s gonna happen, hm?”
Hiryu nodded in agreement with her words, a little lost on what she meant by canon but agreeing nonetheless. “I am certain you will achieve your dreams soon enough, miss.”

Poison:@dante, Yes it will *She pushed him on the bed, and slipped off what little clothing she had on. Then she got on Dante* Your turn. @hiryu, your right! Now let’s get food. *She grabbed him to a food joint so he can buy her something.*

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i-am-captain-commando:

striderandslayer:

Cue Hiryu narrowing his eyes at his old friend and fellow fighter, scratching at his chin. “Say, Captain? Must every move you have be called Captain insert move here? It seems mildly impractical to call your attacks.”

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"Why not?" He’d ask, rubbing his head in…

"But after a while wouldn’t your foes catch on? There are only so many times you can shout Captain Fire before enemies bring fire extinguishers or fireproof suits." Hiryu looked his friend over, frowning mildly. "And then what? Captain Fist to Face?"

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