Post by Deleted on Jul 24, 2021 11:53:34 GMT -5
'Rob Riot.'
Takaru said as he looked out on the ocean as he leaned against the badly painted and rusted rail overlooking the crashing waves below. The wind snapped around him, and he shrugged as he watched the surging tide. He was indifferent it seemed, and the wind snapped again as he glanced at the camera with a shrug.
'Frank Windsor.'
He slid back, standing as he turned to lean his back against the rail. He folded his arms under his chest, and smiled slightly.
'You have been looking elsewhere. You have been keeping your eyes on the Trios titles, you have been watching the Revenants. These are worthy goals, and yet?' Takaru shrugged, and he lifted an eyebrow as he turned back towards the ocean. 'You never see the shot that takes you down. I have been watching, been waiting. And our match looms closer and closer, and as you expend your strength on these other battles? As you risk injury and fatigue? HNNDRIX and I are just waiting. We are warriors, and we know that you are all that stands in our way.'
Takaru glanced back. 'In the way of us claiming the Imperial Crown titles. And make no mistake? It is foolish to overlook us.'
He laughed softly, shaking his head as he studied the ocean below. The waves battered against the rocks and sand below, slowly wearing them away before another wave would crash in behind it. Spray filled the air, and another gust of wind snapped across the beach as Takaru shook his head. 'You two no doubt love to fight, you love the thrill of battles, you revel in victory. But I am a warrior, I live for the fight. And I pick my battles carefully, and you have made your choice. Your greed, your pride, and your desire to look for the next fight? Those will prove your undoing.'
Takaru Matsui smiled, leaning on the rail. 'You see the rocks below? They are slowly worn away by the wind, by the waves, by time? Every moment is a struggle against being worn down and erased. And that is what is happening here, you are being worn down by time. By the Trios, by the Revenants, by the KGB, and soon? What is left will be no match for me and my partner. You will be beaten by your own actions as well as us.'
The waves crashed again, and he turned his gaze to the sky. 'You see looking past us? That was your first mistake, and if you fight a war on too many fronts? This is what will befall you.'
Takaru said as he looked out on the ocean as he leaned against the badly painted and rusted rail overlooking the crashing waves below. The wind snapped around him, and he shrugged as he watched the surging tide. He was indifferent it seemed, and the wind snapped again as he glanced at the camera with a shrug.
'Frank Windsor.'
He slid back, standing as he turned to lean his back against the rail. He folded his arms under his chest, and smiled slightly.
'You have been looking elsewhere. You have been keeping your eyes on the Trios titles, you have been watching the Revenants. These are worthy goals, and yet?' Takaru shrugged, and he lifted an eyebrow as he turned back towards the ocean. 'You never see the shot that takes you down. I have been watching, been waiting. And our match looms closer and closer, and as you expend your strength on these other battles? As you risk injury and fatigue? HNNDRIX and I are just waiting. We are warriors, and we know that you are all that stands in our way.'
Takaru glanced back. 'In the way of us claiming the Imperial Crown titles. And make no mistake? It is foolish to overlook us.'
He laughed softly, shaking his head as he studied the ocean below. The waves battered against the rocks and sand below, slowly wearing them away before another wave would crash in behind it. Spray filled the air, and another gust of wind snapped across the beach as Takaru shook his head. 'You two no doubt love to fight, you love the thrill of battles, you revel in victory. But I am a warrior, I live for the fight. And I pick my battles carefully, and you have made your choice. Your greed, your pride, and your desire to look for the next fight? Those will prove your undoing.'
Takaru Matsui smiled, leaning on the rail. 'You see the rocks below? They are slowly worn away by the wind, by the waves, by time? Every moment is a struggle against being worn down and erased. And that is what is happening here, you are being worn down by time. By the Trios, by the Revenants, by the KGB, and soon? What is left will be no match for me and my partner. You will be beaten by your own actions as well as us.'
The waves crashed again, and he turned his gaze to the sky. 'You see looking past us? That was your first mistake, and if you fight a war on too many fronts? This is what will befall you.'