On a Train to Tokyo [Akira/Ryoko]

The short time she participated, Ryoko felt the blood rush to her head. She always already on edge due to a recent mission, so continuing to fight was dangerous. A single strand of her hair was suddenly dyed white, and the willingness to tear these men apart was becoming much more apparent. However, this Gentleman told her to relax, giving her a reason to take a step back and allow him to take care of it. Besides, a family down the way was freaking out, so she took a few steps back, ready to use her body to shield them if anything stupid happened.

The Final Man rolled his eyes as each and every one of his men were dealt with. He had been silent this entire time and as he stepped forward, he took a deep breath. As he went to open his mouth, seemingly to speak, a deafening roar bellowed out of his throat. A wave of sonic energy rippled through the train, the extremely loud sound causing windows to shatter.

This unexpected attack caused Ryoko to cover her ears in an attempt to drown out at least some of the sound, but the effect it seemed to have on her body was just as bad. She could feel the sound waves striking her like thousands of microscopic needles, barely penetrating the skin, but it was enough to cause pain. When it finally stopped she was on one knee, dizzy, and had blurry vision. It took her a moment to to recover from that.

Coward had falling to the floor, ears bleeding and eyes wide from immense pain. "Oops," was all the Final Man said when he saw Coward. And when Ryoko looked back at the family, they were all unconscious and bleeding from their eyes and ears. That was what pissed her off.

AKIRA TAIRITSU

Akira shifted to stand as his eyes noted a sudden surge of energy into this individual's throat, offering a growl of annoyance but couldn’t thwart such a violent attack. Endure it. A breach of bone and organ followed suit as sonic waves vibrated deep into the bone, an ear leaking vermillion and so did the nose, though had acted to use his body to shield those behind. It barley worked. When all was said and done? A trembling knee pushed the chest upright as something changed, an idle glance confirming the damage to innocent life.

Wrong move.

The left eye flashed into an abyss black scelara as Zathrusta’s annoyance came to the forefront for a second, a controlled threat before his body seemed to flicker. A look of confusion occurring on the final man as digits curled around his throat from behind, a soft whisper following suit.

"Tzuzuri Raiden.”

Shrieking followed as the surge of violent energy began to course through his energy, manipulated to course through the nervous system and begin causing flesh to bubble and smoke. It would take a few minutes for this man to die. Akira found no smile on his features but a softly spoken tone of anger, peeling back the restraint he held prior.

"The human body is quite resilient, without a natural conductor and appropriate voltage an individual will lose control of their bowel movement and feel seizures akin to labor, yet a little more intense before falling dead. I’m certain it’ll be all over the news-”

An idle glance granted to the Coward with a soft smile surfacing again.

"Man commits accidental suicide after caausing collateral and falling on exposed wiring, such a careless action.-”

Ryoko could accept kicking some ass after this shit behavior, but torture was not okay. Seeing it happen before her made her blood boil, and she too was closer to having her own break. In an attempt to calm the situation, she stepped forward and placed her hand on Akira’s shoulder, a firm grip squeezing down just enough to show she meant business.

“Accidental suicide? Most would call this murder,” Ryoko said, a fierce expression treading the line of of calmness and murderous intent. "Let him go. You've been a good man, until this. Don't push any further."