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[Daisuke Sakuraba]

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[atrb=style, background-color: #222222; border-top: 5px solid #4477aa; border-bottom: 5px solid #4477aa;][STYLE=border: 4px solid #111111; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-left: 15px; margin-bottom: -33px; margin-top: 7px;][/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 277px; font-size: 50px; color: #4477aa; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 123px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -45px; letter-spacing: -3px;]MY SACRIFICE[/style][STYLE=background-color: #464646; border-top: 4px solid #111111; margin-right: 15px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: -9px; margin-left: 123px; padding: 5px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #4477aa;]ABOVE ALL THE OTHERS, WE'LL FLY[/style] [STYLE=margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; background-color: #464646; padding: 17px; color: #AEAEAE; margin-top: 8px; opacity: 0.9; border-top: 4px solid #111111; border-right: 1px dotted #111111; border-left: 1px dotted #111111;]Daisuke looked over to the wounded guy as he lifted him up, catching the grin and smiling back, glad to see he could still break a grin through all this. But as he tried to speak he shook his head. "Save your strength." he chuckled slightly before he began walking him closer towards Mira as she spoke to her father. He was strong but this guy was rather bigger than himself. So he was pretty thankful when Mack walked over and helped him out, getting a thanks from him as well. "Thank me whenever everyone's safe." he smirked, being completely honest. This guy had strength, sure, but he wanted to make sure he and everyone else would survive before he'd accept any thanks. Otherwise he wouldn't have felt like he deserved it. But he was glad he managed to help out so far. That and he made it in time again. His timing seemed to be pretty great today. He chuckled slightly at the thought before he heard Mira speak towards them again. He didn't understand what was going on or why mention of her father coming seemed to worry Mack. Should he be worried? He wasn't sure anymore. But before anything else could be said, he suddenly felt Ernie shift and watched as he suddenly lunged at Mira, eyes widening at the sound of the gun shot. After all the sudden action, he found Ernie and Mira on the ground and a man with a gun pointed at her, calling her a monster. Daisuke seemed to have enough, eyes darkening a bit and narrowing before suddenly his right arm turned pitch black and shot forward with intense speed, growing in size and length. The man had a chance to shoot at the extended limb before Daisuke suddenly reached the man, knocking the gun out of his hand as the man became trapped in his tight grasp. "I've had enough." he spoke lowly, glaring at him from where he stood. He tightened his grip, lifting him off the ground a bit and watching him struggle as he slowly began to crush him. "You want a monster? I can definitely show you a monster." he smirked darkly, feeling a few bones crack and break beneath the pressure. But instead of killing him like he was sure the man was beginning to think, he released him at his last breath, the thug falling down and gasping for air, his body a bit mangled from the broken bones. "Too bad you're not worth the trouble...." he spoke lowly as his arm returned to normal, wincing a bit as he noticed the bullet wound. He ignored it though, more worried about the others at this point than a bit of pain on his part. This, of course, was normal for him. He always worried about other people more than himself. "Sorry about that, Miss." he smiled. "You've just been having a lot of trouble today, haven't you?" he spoke as he helped her up with his uninjured hand. WORDS! 504 TAGS! Miranna. NOTES! -- [/style]

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[Miranna D'Amato]

Mira looked up at Daisuke, a sudden realization smacking her in the face. In all this... he didn't kill anyone. Perhaps Mira was far more tainted than she realized. A piercing scream and startled she grabbed Daisuke's hand without heistation, slightly worried. Stalker had impaled another man on his scythe. THere only seem to be a few stragglers left. She looked over at Ernie and then stooped down the big man. His face was pale. Losing a lot of blood did that to someone, Mira realized and tore the sleeve of her shirt. She wrapped it around him tight as Mack walked over and looked down at the both of them. "Mira... I don't thi-"

"NOT ANOTHER WORD!" Mira shouted at him as she tied another wrap around Ernie's shoulder.

It was then when she felt it. She didn't know why but she could always feel the man when he used his power. Maybe it was because the two of them were so in tune with their powers that they could feel each other. But for whatever reason she knew it was him. A smile lit up and Stalker ceased his attacks.

"Daddy's here."

A round the corner a man in a black power suit stood tall and proud at the scene. He got one good look at the mess and a deep frown set on his face. He waved his hands and all the thugs that had attacked the group suddenly turned to him and began walking forward. Several men ran past the man in the suit and to her side. "Miss, we need to move him."

"Please be careful," Mira whimpered and kissed the large man on his forehead. "Don't die on me. Don't you dare die on me." She rose and walked to her father who was standing in front of the thugs who had attacked his daughter.

"Daddy?"
"These are the ones correct?"
She nodded and then looked around. She trotted off seeing Daisuke and pulled him over. "He saved me, though. He's..." her voice suddenly went low. "He's like us daddy."

The man turned to Daisuke, an eybrow going up. "I...see. I owe a great debt, young man. Anything you want is yours, outside of my daughter of course."

Mira glared at her father but he just smiled back. "You told me to make myself available."

"That I did... but now. I have more important things to do. I told the councilmen of the city that I would cover the damages. Why don't you take your friend home and then come back to my mansion? No buts this time. I see that look. I want you out of sight today."

Mira pouted but did not argue the matter. She turned to Daisuke and smiled. "Well... umm... you heard him. Do you have some place you need to go... I won't be able to stay out for very long it seems."

[Daisuke Sakuraba]

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[atrb=style, background-color: #222222; border-top: 5px solid #4477aa; border-bottom: 5px solid #4477aa;][STYLE=border: 4px solid #111111; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-left: 15px; margin-bottom: -33px; margin-top: 7px;][/style][STYLE=float: right; width: 277px; font-size: 50px; color: #4477aa; font-family: georgia; text-align: center; margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 123px; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -45px; letter-spacing: -3px;]MY SACRIFICE[/style][STYLE=background-color: #464646; border-top: 4px solid #111111; margin-right: 15px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 11px; margin-bottom: -9px; margin-left: 123px; padding: 5px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #4477aa;]ABOVE ALL THE OTHERS, WE'LL FLY[/style] [STYLE=margin-right: 15px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; background-color: #464646; padding: 17px; color: #AEAEAE; margin-top: 8px; opacity: 0.9; border-top: 4px solid #111111; border-right: 1px dotted #111111; border-left: 1px dotted #111111;]Daisuke didn't care much for killing. You could say he was a bit of a pacifist in that sense. Unless killing someone was absolutely necessary in order to save others, he didn't think it was right. He didn't judge others for it though. To each their own. It was just his own personal belief. So while he probably had every right to kill these people, he didn't. He didn't think it was his place. Besides, they deserved worse punishment than death. That would be too easy. His eyebrows lifted in surprise at the scream and he noted the worried look on her face, attempting to calm her down with a slight smile. "It's going to be okay." he promised, hoping to soothe her worry. He then watched as she went to Ernie's side, watching her wrap his wounds before turning to his own injury. He definitely broke some fingers and the bullet wound was beginning to drip blood before he closed it off with a shadow. A trip to the doctor himself. But at least his wasn't nearly as bad as this guy's. He listened as the two argued, still not sure what was going on between them nor if he should step in and say something. But he kept silent, just hopeful things would turn out okay as he looked around the area, making sure no one got close enough to try to harm anyone else. But then suddenly Mira spoke up, saying her father was there. He quirked a questioning brow before catching sight of the man, tensing up a bit at first till he decided that must be her father, relaxing a bit before holding his wrist as the man gathered the other thugs. Pretty easily he might add. He wasn't going to jump to conclusions though. Of course he wouldn't be too surprised. With everything calming down now, Daisuke finally released a sigh of relief. He'd used his powers quite a bit today. And it was starting to catch up with him. He wasn't going to have much trouble sleeping tonight that was for sure. With his mind elsewhere, he barely noticed what was going on until he felt Mira pull him towards her father, snapping out of it and offering the older man a small smile when she mentioned him saving him, then she even went further to say he was like them. So he was a mutant? Interesting. Of course again, another reward was made and he shook his head. He was about to say something when he mentioned not having his daughter. Well... That was out of the question apparently. He chuckled at the thought, rubbing the back of his neck. "Thanks for warning me." he joked. It kind of reminded him of when he was a teen and parents would always reject him when he tried to go out with their daughters. Of course this would be the first time it was in this sort of situation. As Mira turned back to him, he looked down to her. "Sadly." he agreed whenever she mentioned not being able to stay out long. "I'm sorry we had to meet on such annoying terms." he continued with a chuckle. "As for a place to go..." he paused before lifting his hand, the bullet wound located just above the palm. "I think I need a visit to the doctor myself. But that can wait if you want to hang out a bit." he smirked, actually being half serious. That was Daisuke for you. Careless about anything regarding his well-being and all about being the people pleaser. It stung like fucking hell but he was stubborn enough to believe he was tough enough to handle it. And he really was. Sort of. WORDS! 625 TAGS! Miranna. NOTES! Daisuke is a manly man! >8U *shot* [/style]

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