[Re-Quest] Wedding Crasher (And Two Tricksters)

"Right here actually," Fang replied as he stepped up behind the man, a grin on his face.

He was not exactly dressed for the occasion. He wore loose-fitting black robes that shifted easily in the wind, and his long black hair was tied up in a ponytail.

This would be the second wedding he was attending as a bodyguard. He supposed it was convenient though. He was being paid for it after all, and as long as he did a decent job there should be no issues! But frankly, he was more interested in the food, drinks, and people. Not that he would not do his job if it was required of him. But he loved parties, and a wedding was just another kind of party to him where he could eat, drink, and chat as much as he liked outside of when the married pair were in the process.

He looked at the pink woman. Lifting a hand to his chin, rubbing it as he examined her, and tilted his head. "Well aren't you a fascinating sight? My name is Long Fang. You can just call me Fang if you like though." He said with a grin before cupping his hands and offering her a little bow.

"I've never seen a woman quite like you before. You're a Majin you said? I have no idea what that is, but I think you're a very good-looking one." He said with a laugh rising up.

It was probably very apparent what he was like just from the few seconds that passed. He was a fun chatty guy who enjoys throwing out compliments like they were pieces of candy. He had a casual laid-back demeanor that perhaps belied the dark outfit he wore. If someone saw him from the back they might think otherwise, but it was clear he had an easy smile and a carefree attitude.

Fang was quite amused with the man's reaction as he made his presence known. It was almost a shame he had no idea what the Ex sounded like, otherwise, he might have tried to imitate their voice and really scare the man. He was quite good at imitation. He was also good at throwing his voice since such things could easily be carried on the wind.

He was also pleased that Zam seemed to like his outfit. It might not have been a tuxedo, but they were rather luxurious in their own way. Made from soft comfortable fabrics they likely cost more to create than a tuxedo. They were also a lot more durable than one might expect.

And since Zam was scanning him, or so he assumed, he didn't mind extending his own senses to her as well, and finding she was stronger than he was. Interesting. Well, it would make this job easier at least to have someone who seemed as fun and reliable as Zam.

He had no problems with her nickname for him. It rather pleased him that she seemed so easy to bond with. He was finding her to be extremely pleasant company so far! Her appearance was interesting, and he thought her attitude was likely similar to his own.

He listened as the man explained what the job was though, and found the situation very amusing. Since this was the second wedding he attended where it seemed a crazy ex was probably going to show up to try and crash things. Although he wondered how this ex would differ from the last one he had to deal with.

"Handle the situation tactfully?" He asked unsure what exactly the man was hoping for. If he hired bodyguards like them, then wasn't a fight likely to break out? It sounded like the ex was likely to force their way into the party and cause trouble after all. Though as long as they didn't get violent he supposed they could always try to talk them down or drag them out.

"Heh, the catering is what I am looking very forward to." Fang offered with a nod. The money would be nice too, but wedding food tended to be very good, as well as the drinks. So Fang was more than happy to indulge himself in all of it.

"We'll try to be prepared for anything." Fang nodded, having no idea how that was possible. But saying it mostly to help appease the man before he walked off and looked back to Zam.

"Oh, so this is your first time attending a wedding? They are very nice. It is a romantic gesture, tying your life to another." He noted with a smile. He wasn't sure if he'd ever have the chance to get married himself, but he did hope to find a dao mate one day. After all, as a cultivator, it was his goal to defy the heavens by gaining immense power and reaching immortality! So he wanted a partner he could hopefully spend that immortality with. But most people were not interested in reaching that point themselves, or rather, they were not willing to put in the effort, or lacked the talent.

"Well, I am glad you are enthusiastic about doing your job at least. So since people say you are crazy too, what would you do if you were a crazy vengeful ex who wanted to ruin a wedding? What would you do?" He asked figuring it would be amusing to see what Zam might consider doing. He bet she had some greatly amusing ideas.

"Hm, and since I am Fangy, maybe I should call you Zammy?" He mused since he thought it sounded pretty cute. He'd been considering nicknames he could call her too while chatting between her and their employer. Zammy sounded the best to him. But he had also considered Zammo, Zamster, and Zamio.

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He was amused that she considered his question so deeply that she somehow managed to start steaming about it. Was that something Majin could do, or just her? So interesting, and cute.

However, his amusement was quick to dim when she made a clear warning about calling her "Zammy". He was unsure how to feel about her words. At first, he wanted to take them as a threat, but they were only a threat if he insisted on calling her by that name. So no, it was just a warning that she would not accept being called by that nickname. He didn't back away when she got in his face, but he made no move to push the subject either. He simply observed the look in her eyes and the display on her face.

She might have been stronger than he was, but for a man who sought to challenge the heavens, and thus the gods beyond, the thought of fighting Zam didn't scare him. He was certain he would get his ass kicked if they did seriously fight though, and he didn't care about calling her by that name enough to risk her wrath needlessly. He was no coward, but he was no fool either, even if he acted it on occasion.

He simply nodded in agreement when she finally started to calm down. "Got it, Zee." He agreed, and decided to go with that nickname from her list of options. Though he might use the other ones occasionally too if she liked them all. Why stick with just one nickname? The idea of switching it around occasionally was amusing to him.

He was also tempted to ask her why she was so touchy about the nickname. But decided that it was probably too personal at the moment. If she wanted him to know, she would have told him. But he figured that perhaps in the future he might broach the topic again when they were closer friends. For now, this was a sleeping dog he intended to let rest. It was also possible he would simply forget the topic and never bring it up again though.

"Huh, skunks. That's kind of clever actually." He mused as he looked around at all the little beasts, lifting a hand to his chin as he observed them. "It's lucky for me then that I cultivate the wind then. Although, these little beasts don't seem terribly aggressive. I could probably use the wind to collect each one in a little bubble to transport them. But then where do we put them? I don't want to harm the little beasts. I think skunks are actually kind of cute, even if they can be foul-scented." He noted looking to Zam.

"What do you think? If I can collect them, what should we do with them?" He asked, not sure she would have any better idea's than he did. But they could not just let the creatures run around. Or at least, he didn't want them causing a stink.

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"It's not quite farming. It's better to say developing abilities in this case." However, it wasn't exactly wrong to say that farming could be part of cultivation. People whose element was of wood could probably gain a lot from farming. Meditating on the growth of wheat, vegetables, and other things. Seeing how different it was to grow and maintain each in nature. Some cultivators even used a hoe as their dao weapon.

He watched as Zam grabbed the first skunk, a little surprised when she tossed it his way, but he reacted quickly at least. Lifting his hands, an orb of wind formed, then a hole on the side of it opening to catch the skunk, keeping it surrounded in a contained barrier of wind. The skunk inside would not be harmed, it was just left to hover helplessly inside the orb while Fang waited for Zam to toss more his way. The other skunks inside the orb of formed wind would all be just as helpless, but all gently held within. The barrier of wind works to keep them safely and comfortably contained. And if they tried to spray, the barrier would contain it easily enough.

A water barrier or earth barrier might have been better in some ways, at least as far as making sure that no smelly spray was let loose, however as far as keeping the little animals safe, Fang felt his wind was the best. The most gentle element for this event was to make sure that everyone would be happy, the skunks and their stink would be contained, and there would be no risk of them suffocating or something by containing them in his orb of air, which he would expand as needed while Zam gathered the smelly little critters.

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He was glad when they managed to capture all the skunks after a bit of time. All held in a secure little cell of air.

When Zam asked him about tossing them away he shook his head. "Unless these are some kind of super skunks, I'm going to have to take them somewhere myself. I don't have the kind of power needed to control the wind from a limitless distance." He explained when the first seagulls struck.

"Oh what the heck... Is animal after animal going to show up? Are we at war with Dr. Dolittle?" And Seagulls were actually going to be harder to contain with air than these skunks too. How annoying.

"Well, this is the problem having wedding out doors I supposed." Looking to Zam. "You deal with these gulls for now, I am going to find a place to keep these skunks. I'll help deal with the birds after that, though I honestly don't have a clean solution for dealing with them." He noted before quickly flying off.

He just wanted to find an area some distance away where he could release the skunks. If he had to he would just fly a few miles out, and drop them on some other part of the beach. He didn't really care where the skunks went or what the did as long as they didn't ruin the wedding. Besides they were pretty harmless aside from their stinky nature.

Once he dropped the skunks off he would rush back to help Zam.

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Ah well, it was a shame they could not spare the birds in the end. But frankly, Fang would have done the same in her place eventually. There was only so much anyone could tolerate when it came to such injuries, especially after getting her eyes pecked at. He was likely even less tolerant of having his eyes pecked than she was. His body wasn't some strange gummy existence after all. He was flesh and blood, he bled.

However, after delivering the skunks to a different area where they would not interfere with the wedding, he came back just in time to see that there was some sort of strangely dressed man charging Zam.

"Shadow Viper strikes." He said lightly to himself before his body became a blur of darkness on the wind. He was pushed along at superhuman speeds, interrupting the man's charge with one of his own.

Shadow Viper Strikes were an assassination technique generally. However, he didn't intend to kill the man so long as he didn't give them a reason to. So he did pull the blowback to a degree in that he didn't try to jam his arm into the man's chest and out his back. Instead settling for a solid palm strike that would send the man flying back likely with a cracked rib or two. But certainly, nothing vitally injured.

"You doing okay, Zee?" He asked glancing back at the pink creature. He could see she wasn't exactly in pristine condition. But he wasn't sure just how injured she actually was.

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It was a good thing that Fang had not intended to kill the man, and had even managed to pull his punch at the last moment before hitting them when he realized their level of power was basically insignificant. Even using the attack in a non-lethal manner, if he hadn't pulled his punch back he likely would have caved their chest in rather than just cracking a few ribs.

He looked to Zam seeing her repair part of her body, though the poor pink woman had been left quite the mess. Covered in feathers and bird excrement. He felt very sorry for her indeed.

"Well at this point you might as well take a quick dive into the ocean to wash off, and then take a proper bath later, right?" He suggested, although he wondered why she disliked baths. Did they do something to her? But now was not the time to ask.

"Considering what we heard I think this might be the ex in question. They came to ruin the wedding. Of course if I am wrong then perhaps the ex merely hired them to do their dirty work and this person is also just as crazy as they are." He mused rubbing his chin. "Anyway, I suppose we should bind them up till the wedding is over at least. I don't suppose you have a way to tie him up? Otherwise I'll go look for a rope or something to keep him down for the duration. This man is normal enough though that they can probably just call the police to come pick him up for causing a disturbance."

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