Liar Liar (Open)

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 It's been a little over a week now since he arrived on this planet. And man, it was quite a distance away from where he started! Space hitchhiking can really take you a long way if you let it. It also helped that he had a little bit of a reputation on Knutts. All he needed to do was be a quick drinking buddy with the guy and then ask him for a quick favor! It, as fate would have it, eventually led Yorick here, on Earth! Fortunately, he found it quite relaxing. It was a lot more peaceful than most of the planets he's came across during his time spent travelling the northern universe. At any rate, he always did wonder where in Kai's name that man was headed too if he was passing through this quite little solar system.

Anyways, his time here as been more pleasure than it was business. He felt a bit guilty at the fact due to the aspirations he set out for himself, but the space pirate knew that will all come in time. Right now, he needed to work more on himself, step by step before making any big moves. Might as well take it easy and slow for now, yeah? Similarly to Zriracha, he was homeless as well! Although, if he considered one place a 'home', it'd be the city closest to the fortune teller's desert as that's where he found that busted up and abandoned spaceship. So he's just either been sleeping on the outskirts of down, or scavenging whatever coin he could to sleep in an inn. Not that he minded either way. Today though, he wanted to explore the Earth a little more. See what else it had to offer! And what better place than famous Satan city, way out in the far east, yeah?

Yorick flew here about an hour ago, touching down into the busy streets of the city. This understandably earned a few stares from nervous bystanders. It didn't help that  he obviously had strange features that weren't exactly human like, for example, the weird gills on his neck, those dark crimson pupils of his, and of course, his sharp, shark like teeth. Yorick sighed, stretching his arms out and plopping them behind his head! Considering he was coming from out west, he was donned in a baggy flower shirt, and some khaki shorts as well as flip flops. He's been walking about the city for a while now and...truthfully...he was underwhelmed! This city sucked compared to the rich and wealthy party lifestyle that West City had to offer! It was so...so peaceful! Quiet! And obviously, boring!

The pirate groaned, sticking his hands into his pockets and walked with a slouch. "Well, obviously coming here was a waste of time--hmm?" His eyes narrowed as he stared at the bench way out in front of him. There sat a strange humanoid hybrid of some sort, just idly relaxing and enjoying a nice meal. "Huh...well whatever that thing is, it sure isn't Human." Yorick mused, beginning to approach her. It was then that he caught a good glance at the amusing scene unfolding before him. Some earthling was trying to boot her off the spot! Comical. Yorick smirked, watching Zriracha retaliate by standing up, looming over the poor guy...but instead of seeing some nice old butt kicking, all Yorick saw was her just complying! Talk about anti-climactic, right?

Yorick was just about to go his separate way until he heard the all to familiar sounds of pain and fear. He cocked his head with an eyebrow raised before spotting the man from before...his pants literally on fire! "PFFT! BWAHAHA! Hey! BUDDY! Your pants are on fire! Ahahaha!" He hasn't laughed this much since he arrived on this stinking rock! She officially caught his attention! Yorick trotted over, his arms lazily wrapped behind his head. "Talk about evil~ huh?" He joked, staring up at the rather tall beast. It was kind of weird. Every person that he encountered personally happened to be some strange...creature? Alien? Where were all the human girls at?! Well whatever, this one caught his attention, and he was willing to kill some time speaking with her. Who knows, maybe something useful could come out of this.

Yorick blinked, looking slightly surprised as she tried to justify the fact that the man she set on fire wasn't evil. "T-That's not what I..." He stopped himself, shaking his head, letting out a small chuckle, keeping his composure. "Well no, not the fool...your little stunt. It was supposed to be a joke, but I guess you're leagues ahead in comedy than I ever will be~." Yorick...honestly didn't know what he was doing now. He was just following the strange being blindly, almost like a lost puppy, wondering where she'd end up taking him as he planned to aimlessly try to strike some conversation with her.

Only to his surprise, she stopped! With his eyebrow cocked upwards and his jaw poked out in bemusement, he stared at her, stuffing his hands into those baggy khaki pockets of his as she began to introduce himself. "Eh? Planet Chikapa?" Yorick asked in response, absolutely butchering the name of which she came. "Can't say I've heard or came across anything like that or...anything like you for that matter. No offense!" He brought a hand out one of those pockets, scratching what little scruffs of facial hair he had on his chin a little obnoxiously afterwards. If it wasn't apparent before, it was pretty obvious now how unintentionally blunt the space pirate could be. "The name's Yorick...Yorick of....of...ah--of Knutts!" It took him a while to get that out his mouth, but it made sense. His upbringing started and was centered around that beaten down fortress.

"Oh! A clan huh?" He lowered his head, pursing his lips. "Uh huh..I see---wait--wait, no, no. Hold up." Yorick planted his feet down and stared up at the slightly taller being, narrowing his eyes. "Yeah, you seriously aren't one for jokes. I mean come on, a different plane of existence entirely? Seriously? And what kind of person doesn't have a home planet. That's impossible!" The space pirate huffed, removing his hands out his pockets and folding his arms against his chest. Still, Yorick allowed the lady to continue on and explain herself, which allowed him to learn that she originated from some place called "the Demon Realm." {Sounds far fetched if you ask me...}[/b] Yorick thought to himself, his piercing dark crimson eyes darting up and down, observing the stranger.

Yorick scoffed, pushing his tongue to the side of his cheek. {Yorick of Knutts huh? Ha. That has a ring to it. At any rate, I guess what the girl is saying...there may be some truth to it...she's definitely unlike any race I've ever seen...} He continued to ponder before she hit him with a question of her own! Yorick jaw stood agape as he looked at her quite stupidly. The pirate let out an obnoxious, "Huuuh?" as she asked if Knutts was the planet he assumed she was from. Yorick was completely shocked at her lack of knowledge on such a notorious landmark! "You're telling me you haven't heard of Knutts girl? The abandoned fortress floating out in the boonies of space?" Yorick placed his hands on his hips, exhaling softly. "I expected this kinda' ignorance for Earthlings but I was guessin' you had some sorta' knowledge on the universe. Then again, you do come from a whole different reality, huh."

Yorick placed a finger up, smirking a bit, the little scruffs of facial hair that made up his mustache and goatee stretching to the side just slightly. "Knutts, as I said, isn't a planet. Rumors have it that it happened to be some fortress, holding up the nastiest criminals the galaxy had to offer! It's huge!" Yorick threw his arms out wide, flashing a sharp, sharky grin. "But! It ended up falling or something centuries ago. Not sure, don't care, but now it harbors once again, the nastiest criminals the galaxy has to offer. Think of...an underground bar in the worst slums you can think of! But multiply that by 10. Ass holes and scum littering the place everywhere..." Despite saying this, Yorick's face looked like he was in a state of bliss, almost as if he were day dreaming about the place!

Yorick was oblivious to her concerns of his origins. Honestly, in retrospect, it kind of seemed like Yorick, ironically, was more of a demon than her! I mean he wasn't that bad of a guy! He just lived and thrived for getting into intergalactic conflicts with notorious criminals and the patrolmen that keep a watchful eye over the northern universe. It's where he made his living and it's where he really felt like he was living.

"I mean, if you're talkin' about dull colors, sure!" He piped out optimistically. The pirate then smiled at her offer to take him to her realm and give him a tour of the place. "Hey, that'd be great. I mean if there's a place that harbors actual demons rather than the figurative ones, I won't turn down an offer to scout the place. Who knows it could be a great opportunity, huh." The space pirate closed his eyes and tilted his chin in the air, waving his hand dismissively. "Shoot, I'd give the same offer to you! But same here, gotta get my ship up and running before I could do anything else. Of course, if you're willing to wait a bit, I could--" Yorick paused as Zriracha cut him off. She seemed to ask about his reasons for staying on Earth and even went as far as to assume he had some sort of soft spot for Knutts!

Talk about a reach! As if he missed Knutts--well, maybe a little? The corner of his lip curled upward, bringing the small amount of facial hair atop of it along. "Sure, Knutts is very familiar to me, but I wouldn't go as far as to say I lived there." Yorick corrected. As he spoke, not wanting to stay in one spot, he jerked his head, hoping she'd follow along as they began to stroll the quiet, peaceful park. "It's just where I kicked off my little career. I spent a lot of time bouncing back and forth there. It was more of like a pit stop for me--a hub. Got my odd jobs or rest there, and I was off."

As they walked, he'd stop in front of one of the biggest trees in the park. He gave off a small pout and leaned against it, getting some shade from the sun. "Long story short, I got ripped off for a ship that didn't even work. I hitch hiked a ride with someone and he dropped me off on this isolated rock. I have to say though, it's a really relaxing place. And the food's great!" Yorick flashed a shark like grin towards the demon, flicking his chin up. "At any rate, before you interrupted, I was gonna' offer ya a spot in my crew. You offered me the demon realm, I'll offer you Knutts. Just lookin' to build up a little team, so if you're looking to make a quick buck or a grand adventure, welcome aboard."

The pirate cocked an eyebrow, looking genuinely confused at her little hint of doubt she seemed to have expressed. "Huh? Well yeah, sure. Why not?" He shot back, seeming quite serious about his offer. The man listened as she began to inform him about her lack of knowledge on space and space crafts alike. Yorick placed a finger on his chin as if in deep thought. He couldn't lie, that could be an issue, but it wasn't a deciding factor. Not at all! There was always room to grow!

She seemed to have more to say. He listened as Zriracha began to reassure him that this wasn't a definitive no. Yorick heeded her warnings as the demon let the pirate know about her own ideals and ambitions. He smiled, shaking his head reassuringly. "Hey, that's fine. If you plan to cause chaos I take it you're strong. I don't exactly have a scouter right now, my older model busted up not too long ago." Yorick once again observed the tall demon woman. She seemed to have defined muscles, so that was a start. But he wasn't that ignorant to take only that into account. He's encountered plenty of muscle heads back in his day that couldn't apply their strength to save their lives. "Look. Operating the ship? Don't even worry about that. I'll take care of it. As for maintenance or other roles, I'm working on it. But having other members on board who can help enforce our might is a big help. And if you wanna cause your little chaos or whatever, that's fine by me." Yorick reassured, flashing her that sharp grin of his. "We're going to be causing mischief ourselves soon enough. So long as your chaos doesn't interfere with the crews goals, I think we'll be fine. But on that note...how tough are ya?"

Yorick gave a hearty chuckle at her slight concern of Yorick and what kind of leadership he'd bring to the table. Apparently she had a small worry that he was the type to be that awfully demanding leader that orders their team around like lackies. "Nah, nah, not at all~! On my ship---whenever I get one anyways...we're a team!" The pirate put a finger up after that statement. "Although, I still am captain. Someone has to guide the group in a particular direction otherwise we'll fall apart!" Yorick balled up his fists, putting them on his hips and popping out his chest triumphantly. It was almost childish in a way. "So, feel free to call me, Captain Yorick! Bwahaha!" He cleared his throat, smiling cheekily as he began to stray away from the crew talk. The demon lass was offering to show her might. Yorick couldn't say he wasn't interested.

"Test your power huh...?" Yorick once more, observed her. He could only assume by the way she carries herself, her fighting style was probably similar to his. Unless he was wrong, but Yorick had a pretty wild and relentless way of fighting. He's never encountered a demon before, but it was only fair to assume they crave chaos and destruction---at least basing it off folklore and the one demon woman standing right before him. "Yeah, why not? I can test the waters a bit. Although I'd really appreciate if you wouldn't kill me? That'd really be nice." Yorick cocked his head to the side, flashing a smile.

A little huff of air escaped his nose followed by a sarcastic roll of his eyes. "Yeah yeah~. I don't care if you want to hurt people or not. Just lead they way demon lady." Yorick felt his feet slowly leave the safety of the ground as he began to expend his ki and hover. A ghostly red aura engulfed his form, gently spiraling around his body before it exploded in a big rush of energy. He blasted off, a trail of his aura on his tail as he followed Zriracha's lead. "Huh....look at that...she's quite fast..." He muttered to himself. It wasn't long before Yorick couldn't even see the city anymore. It was all just...rocky terrain and a barren wasteland.

The pirate hovered down to the floor, his sandalled feet crunching against the dirt beneath him. The wind whistled as is danced between the rock formations. Yorick sarcastically gave a whistle himself! "Whewww. Nice choice of scenery, ah---Zriracha, was it? Yeah, the place is really inspiring if I do say so myself." He could be a cheeky bastard at times, but at least he meant well?

The man throw his arms back, giving out a nice long stretch. His dark crimson eyes stared at his opponent cautiously. He knew after his fight with Kraktus that he was far out of his league now in the universe. Not only was Kraktus himself multiple times stronger than him, but apparently there were others in the universe who were just as tough if not tougher. Yorick narrowed his eyes at Zriracha. Was she one of them? Part of him sure hoped so if she decided to work alongside him. The other part of him? A big blow to his pride. Not only being outclassed by a female, but just being outclassed by every person he's come across in general!

Yorick calmly exhaled and closed his eyes, as if concentrating. The gills on his neck began to expand and contract, as if it were breathing as well. He opened his eyes, now lowering himself into a fighting stance. His sandalled feet digging into the dirt and rubble beneath him as he lowered his center of gravity. In an instant , he kicked off, one arm outstretched in front of him with its forearm blocking part of his face, and the other, centered just at his hip. Right now, he decided to just test the waters a bit by simply dipping his toe in to check the temperature. In other words, see what she's really made of one step at a time. Yorick would send a flurry of barrages, wild in nature, at the demon lass. Kicks, jabs, hooks, you name it. Whether they connected or not, he'd finish it up by dashing back to create space and jerking his hand forward and forming a yellow energy ball on his palm. With a grunt, he'd fire a basic yellow energy beam in her direction.