[open!] warning: insensitive bastard. come annoy him

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The best way to describe Kai's state of mind right now was stir-crazy. Even on a ship as mind-bendingly huge as Stacy was, Kai knew there was only so much space. He knew there was only so far he could go in one direction. He knew there was no going back, and there was no one he knew in this place.

Kai had accepted that there was nothing he could do at the moment but wait.

That didn't mean he had to like it.

Kai needed a distraction. He needed some way to get his blood pounding, something to get his mind off where he was and just how little he could do. He'd tried to find that soul-thing he'd overheard people talking about, but of course this was how his luck would run: the one man on the ship looking for the darksoul wouldn't find it.

That was why he was wandering around now, shoulders hunched, head down. Anyone who looked strong enough to take him on would have a fight picked with them, whether they wanted to fight or not. Anyone else unfortunate enough to cross his path? They'd be dealing with a very terse, very irritated man with metal under his skin.

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He rolled his shoulder with a particularly loud crack. "I could tell you...or you could find out firsthand. You look pretty tough."

He looked stronger than Kai. Kai knew that. But that didn't mean he couldn't fight this guy anyway. He'd get an idea of how far the difference was, and have a point to strive for in his training while he was here.

[death_adept]

That got the Assassin's attention, "You wish to fight me?" he replied flatly, coming out more as a statement than a question.

He ran his gaze over the other once more, the other did look capable enough, and he himself could use the practice, "Very well then,"