Messin' with Mall Cops (Open!)

Musashi had gone to the mall out of sheer boredom. His student was no where to be found, which thoroughly angered him, and he had to find something else to do. A sort of break from practicing martial arts. He still carried his katana except it was hidden in a long tube strapped to his back. He wore his school clothing, a white shirt with black khaki's, and had his messenger bag full of books and binders. He walked into the closest interesting shop, which happened to be a foreign film store, and proceeded to look about the dvds' from different countries. He eyed one of the dvds' that had his name on it but saw that instead of him being on the cover, it was some girl with a katana. He huffed at such false history.

He left the store quickly, just to be rid of such a place and it's horrible dvds of false history, and walked towards the cafeteria. He stopped as he saw a young woman point a device at one of the men in charge of keeping people peaceful at the mall. The device reminded him of the time he fought against that strange female samurai. She had turned her hand into a mechanical gun and shot him. After that he didn't remember much. He settled the tube down on the ground and opened it, taking out a steel katana from the tube. He quickly unsheathed it, leaving the sheath inside the tube. He ran towards the officer, crouching down, and standing up as soon as he was under the stranger's gun. He elbowed the gun away from the mall cop, pointing the end of the katana between GLaDOS's eyes. "Who are you?" He asked in his traditional language, Japanese.

Musashi's eyes widened when he heard her respond in the same language. His anger slowly rised, figuring that this girl had something to do with the people trapping him in that coffin for so long. He lowered his blade, preparing himself for anything she would throw at him. The last time he fought someone like this was the Hattori samurai who won with the same attack. Musashi raised his blade and ducked as the laser fired, the projectile skimming across his hand, burning it and revealing the metallic bone that he was clueless to why he had such a thing. He stepped foreward, shoulder bumped the girl's chest with one foot behind her ankle, and forced her to trip. He raised his blade over his head, as if defensive, but not offensive. The flesh fell off of the place where her laser had skimmed him, the metallic bone shining in the light.

GlaDOS was thoroughly surprised to find that the samurai had played the fight right back to her advantage. Maybe being on the ground wasn't too helpful, but now he was at close range to her. The laser became an arm again, and her right arm became a large sword. She swung her arm, with enough force for her to feel confident about slicing clean through the metal in his leg. She then swung her legs up, rolling onto her back. She used the force to leap to her feet, waiting to see if she'd damaged him enough to make a difference.

Galatea was flying towards the mall when she saw some commotion, people fleeing the large building. She had decided to go to this place humans called a mall. After learning it was, in fact, NOT a sudden and bloody explosion of violence, she figured going there would be beneficial. As much as she liked her pirate clothes, they made her stick out, and raised a whole bunch of questions. It'd be in her best intrests to have at least ONE set of average earthling clothes...

Swooping down,she flew through a set of automatic doors. And by 'flew through', I mean she just rammed right through them. She was happy she wouldn't have to deal with any stupid questions from humans (since most of them had fled), but at the same time, she had no idea where to look first. This place was massive.

Before she got started on her hunt, Galatea decided to find the source of the disturbance and see whatever had scared off all those humans. These places should be packed, from what she figured. It was coming from a cafeteria-like area, where a man and a girl where fighting. A grin grew across Galatea's face as she hovered, watching the battle ensue...

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Musashi cursed at himself for such an attack. The blade hit one of his legs, sinking in deep, but stopped at the metallic bone. He hit her blade away with his, no blood covered the part where the blade had sunk in. He held his blade with two hands close to right shoulder, holding the blade high over his nose. He looked over as his head began to tell him someone was approaching. He had always thought that the voice in his head was his subconscious but really it was one of his augmentations he had sense before he wiped his memory away. He looked over, his eyes like demon eyes, able to conduct fear in any opponent. 'A kid in a pirate costume. Just what I needed to worry about.' He thought, looking back at Glados. He lifted his blade up and sliced downwards, towards the middle of her head.

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She noticed the girl hovering overhead as well, almost causing her to be cut down the middle. With a psychotic cackle she leapt backward, the blade skimming over her shirt. It tore the fabric a bit, revealing some of her stomach, One half of her stomach glinted with metal. Her eyes widened, her grin spread, and a shriek of a laugh exploded from her. She spoke yet again in Japanese. "You aren't a Titan are you? If you were you'd have team members here by now!" This seemed to please her. Someone who wasn't a Titan was so dilluted that they believed they could beat a cyborg?

"Titans are cowards for having help to fight." Musashi remarked, standing back some. She seemed to share the same opinion as he had with the Titans. So far one had fought against him and nearly won. He had seen how they fought, with teammates hand in hand. Like the Takkusabi clan who sent 70 men to slay him only to be cut down by him. He still had his sword in hand but lowered to give false sense of a lowered guard. "Do you share the same opinion, Pirate girl?" He asked looking at the corner of his eye, his blade gripped tight.

Galatea watched the fight with a grin on her face, floating down to watch from the floor. The two were speaking some langage she didn't understand, apparently another human language. She sighed, hoping the one she already had was the most widely used one.

She watched the two exchange blows and attacks, talking on and off. The man with the sword seemed to have directed a question at her.

"Hmm? My opinion on having back up?" She asked, taking a moment to think. "Well, I certainly can handle myself, but I certainly cannot do every thing by myself. It pays to have allies in the long run, I'd say...."

Galatea shrugged, watching the other two fight again.