Jigen --> 12th Shot

[m19_lover]

Who: m19_lover, ishikawa_juusan and anyone who wants to watch this oh so exciting event!
When: Backdated to December 14th, because I'm a HUGE procrastinator and was meant to post this earlier
Where: THE COLISEUM!
Style: Third, this time
Status: Fight is closed between Jigs and Goemon, anyone is invited to watch though!

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[ishikawa_juusan]

Latter-day samurai, Ishikawa Goemon, pulled in a deep, measured breath before his eyes slid open again, and he focusing on the man standing a few feet away.

Daisuke JigenHis fiercely loyal partner in crime, his closest friend - and on the best of days, almost a surrogate brother

Sorry for being absurdely late on my answer D=

[m19_lover]

Jigen couldn't help but feel pretty much the same way towards his samurai friend. As much as he enjoyed Lupin's company, he would rather stay with someone a little less impulsive, if that was even the right word to describe the thief's usual behavior.

There was a whole bunch of people the gunman knew in the past that he never bothered talking about, and didn't plan to, but if such topic ever came up during a conversation between him and Goemon, he wouldn't feel bad or uncomfortable while talking about them. It had been forever since he trusted anyone, so that could be considered a great achievement.

And despite all that trust and sympathy, there he was ready to face him in some kind of duel. Of course it wasn't Jigen's intention to hurt his pal. The only reason why he picked Goemon to fight him is because he knew that the samurai was more than competent to match his skills. He knew because such thing happened more than once.

"You are right," Jigen answered, checking the bullets on his gun. "How do you feel?"

It's okay.

[ishikawa_juusan]

For a moment, every nerve in his body quivered tautly like a drawn bowstring. Among many things the gunman could be, Goemon knew him to be a formidable foe. Inside Jigen was a dervish of energy waiting to be unleashed - and with his quick draw he was like a cobra, capable of killing a man in a single, swift, viciously accurate strike. All it would take is a single misjudgment to find himself floored, blood draining from his body. He neither expected nor wished for the man to hold back on this occasion - the ronin needed this challenge as much for the skill-honing practice as for the familiar thrill.

Taking a quiet breath, he centred his awareness on the deep, humming pulse of his own aura, the concentration of primal life-force just below his navel. A small, flaring flame. Stillness within him. And in a gradual motion, he shifted into a stance of readiness, knees bent, back straight albeit not stiff, his breath fluid and calm.

“Ready.” He answered Jigen, waiting for after he had examined his gun. “Ikuzo!!”

=3

[m19_lover]

It would be a lie to say that Jigen wasn't feeling nervous as well, because he knew better than anyone how Goemon could be deadly when handling his sword, but he was trying to maintain a cool and calm demeanor about that whole setting. After all, life pretty much 'trained' him to be like that, whenever any kind of tense or life threatening situation arose.

Of course he knew that Goemon wasn't going to kill him, so that helped to put him more at ease. Still, since they were in the strange place, their personalities could change in a split second, and things could only go downhill from there.

Disregarding that slightly negative thought when he finished checking his gun, as soon as he heard the samurai talk, he knew he was already. He always was.

Without hesitating, he started shooting at lightning speed, taking careful aim not to point at any vital spot on Goemon's body. After all, if anything bad happened, he didn't want to be the cause of his friend's death.