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Fantasy New Oasis: Four Heavenly Kings
- Thread starter Elenion Aura
- Start date
Doctor Llamabean
*winks at Markus*
BriiAngelic
*Willingly Participates in Self Sabotoge*
Lucem
Ten Thousand Club
Ezra Knight
CS Link
SCENE:
Tigers Arc 1: Scene 2/3 [The High Life]
LOCATION:
Albino Tiger HQ, West District
PARTICIPANTS:
Markus
Elenion Aura
, Isobel
Saturn_moon
, Elias
QuirkyAngel
, Callahan
Nova Anyw
Elenion Aura
, Isobel
Saturn_moon
, Elias
QuirkyAngel
, Callahan
Nova Anyw
AriAriAbabwa
Don't lose Ari~♪ Shine bright Ari~♪
Jesper Albrecht / Guardian
SCENE:
Dragons Arc 1: Scene 4 [Day of Reckoning]
LOCATION:
East District
PARTICIPANTS:
Ruri (
Beann
), Jesper, Kanna (
FabulousTrash
), Shen (
Taigakitt
)
Beann
), Jesper, Kanna (
FabulousTrash
), Shen (
Taigakitt
)
Peckinou
The world just isn't fun without a little chaos.
Zulin -> Libla
SCENE:
Phoenixes Arc 1: Scene 2 [Day of Reckoning]
LOCATION:
The Sky Above The Bridge
PARTICIPANTS:
Vulken
Nobody Special
, Dimitri
The Prophet
, Reika
Taigakitt
, Kanna
FabulousTrash
,
Nobody Special
, Dimitri
The Prophet
, Reika
Taigakitt
, Kanna
FabulousTrash
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QuirkyAngel
White Masquerade's Blue Oni
Meirin Azuza
SCENE:
Dragons Arc 1: Scene 3 [Eye of Providence]
LOCATION:
Pleasure District, East District
PARTICIPANTS:
Meirin, Kazue, Kasumi, Yo
Taigakitt
FabulousTrash
azenva
Lucem
Ten Thousand Club
Isaiah Spade
CS Link
SCENE:
Dragons Arc 1: Scene 1 [Rogue of the Night]
LOCATION:
East District
PARTICIPANTS:
Isaiah, Kairong, Reveler
Elenion Aura
One Thousand Club
TIGER'S
SCENE:
Tigers Arc 1: Scene 2 [Money Talks]
LOCATION:
The White Tiger Casino, West District
PARTICIPANTS:
Welsha, Charmy, Minato
BriiAngelic
*Willingly Participates in Self Sabotoge*
End Of Placidity
Collab: Red-Riding (Me), Lorrin (
Pik
), Omar (
Vahn
) New Game [NEO TWEWY]
<<< Remember
The roofs were but mere obstacles in her way as her exit route was secured. She glanced left and right as she did her best to weave out of the line of cameras. Her last jump landed as she brought herself down from the upper roofs with a leap. The crowds were just as much an obstacle for his fellow dragons as they were for herself. The only difference is that she knew better than to get entangled in them if she didn’t need to.
A glint of light shone as the knife came for her leg. With a twist of her body she just barely avoided having a knife still in her skin but couldn’t avoid the actual attack itself as she felt her right leg start to give from under her. She threw her weapon down as a steadying measure using it much like one would use a cane.
“There is nowhere to run now you're injured and even with your ability you won't get far I suggest you just give yourself up now.” Lorrin would walk into view upon her landing he's gotta say it's rather impressive how she was able to save herself from what should have been a rather nasty fall. Glancing behind him it seems as though his other teammates have gotten caught in the crowd and will likely no longer be any help moving forward, no matter, he works best alone anyway. Drawing his spare blade he slowly approaches her with his gun also pointing directly at her in the other hand. “So what's it going to be?”
“Are you even giving me a choice? Do you really consider being at the mercy of Dragons better than being free?”
She spoke the words before pushing off her scythe having the majority of her weight in the leg that hadn’t been struck. Her limp was pronounced as she swung the scythe aiming to slice the approaching male.
“In a way, it's the difference of going about this the hard or easy way. Regardless, your fate was sealed the moment you tried messing around here.”
Lorrin effortlessly reflected the swing with his own blade absorbing a bit of the force behind the blow, a moment later a brief glow appears around the as he goes to knock her out with the blunt side of it.
“Give it up, you're outmatched.”
“Well if my fate was already sealed. Well then I have nothing left to lose now do I?”
With the quip, she slammed down on both feet forcing herself to attack through the pain as she jumped high into the air before bringing a leg down in a slamming motion aiming for the other's head as she landed.
“Still not using that brain I see.”
Stepping out of the range of the blow he goes for a strike with his own weapon aiming for her other leg.
She didn’t have time to quip back as he stepped out of her range. Instead, her foot hit the ground causing an impact sinkhole from the force of her blow as the road shattered slamming pavement up. She jumped as he came closer still aiming to incapacitate her legs. With difficulty, she managed to swing her body causing the blade to connect with her already injured leg.
“FUCK. What is your damn PROBLEM? Can you not leave well enough alone? IF YOU’RE GOING TO DO THIS MUCH AT LEAST STRIKE TO KILL.”
“Well Excuse me, princess, If I wanted you dead I would already have done that! Now be a good little princess and go the fuck to sleep!”
Jack-O'-Lantern walked among the crowds as the strange ability, Fear Manipulation, willed itself into the minds of the crowds. Jack-O'-Lantern already planted a seed of fear with his earlier comments and with Fear Manipulation working its magic, all the people around Jack-O'-Lantern started to feel an unexplainable fear and dread as if their own minds and instincts are shouting at them nay screaming in fear at them as if all sense of logic had abandoned them and all that remains is to get away from this entity.
Jack-O'-Lantern got closer and closer to the fight of Lorrin Yumi and the Lady in red. Jack-O'-Lantern was impressed that Lorrin Yumi was able to wound the lady in red however Jack-O'-Lantern was upset that Lorrin Yumi was trying to end the hunt but Omar told Jack-O'-Lantern that Yo Saiwa wanted the suspicious people.
Jack-O'-Lantern watched the ongoing fight between Lorrin Yumi and the Lady in red and edged slowly and slowly behind the lady in red waiting for the right moment to step in. Jack-O'-Lantern seems to be gathering data from the Lady in red and Lorrin Yumi.
Lorrin would then go to step out of the way and then proceed to attempt to wack her with the blunt side of his gun but be sure to have his knife at the ready in case he has to reflect an attack.
She planted herself in a solid stance waiting for the next blow knowing she had a greater range than the other unless he went for trying to shoot her. His handling of the gun would have been an easy way to let the fool harm himself if he were an NP. He would need to get closer to strike with the knife.
As he went for the swing with the gun she used her position to attempt to throw his arm off with her elbow and swipe his neck with the blade of her scythe from the back with her other hand.
“EAT SHIT AND DIE”
A brief smile flashes across his face as she swiped his neck the cut hart like hell and if he was anybody else that would have likely been game over for him. The all too regular glow appeared around the cut absorbing some of the force behind the blow the glow then reappeared around his knife that he had prepared moments before to reflect the upcoming attack. In one fell swoop, the knife came up against the scythe cutting the blade off of the weapon.
“Checkmate”
Her scythe was suddenly in two pieces. She heard the blade clang as it hit the pavement below. She lashed out with what was left as she threw her weight into swinging with the wood in her hands. She just needed an out, she just needed to cross the river. She took a step back aiming to get out of Lorrin’s reach with the opening her swing left her.
Lorrin would reach out and grab what is left of the weapon mid-swing causing a bit of the energy from the blow to be absurd in the act. Yanking it away from its owner and tossing it to the side. And without any words, he would approach her and with a swift flick of his wrist and with the energy taken would knock her out.
Jack-O'-Lantern had seen enough and took his time to edge towards the lady in red blindside but then he stopped as soon as he saw Lorrin attempting his attack against the lady in red. However, it might not be enough as Jack-O'-Lantern approached closer and closer to stay just close enough to use the war pick on the lady in red.
Lorrin would hold up one hand towards Jack catching the girl in the other. “No need shes out.” He would sheath his weapons as well as toss the now unconscious girl over his shoulder. “She will be out for a few hours I'm going to bring her in, can you do me favor and keep an eye on the area just in case her people are still around.” And without waiting to hear a reply he starts walking off towards HQ, Along the way he pulls out his phone sending a message to Yo “Bringing a girl who claims to be a part of a group known as the Cobalt Wolves, tried to run upon showing suspicious behavior. Recommend restraining her movement before questing. - L”
The roofs were but mere obstacles in her way as her exit route was secured. She glanced left and right as she did her best to weave out of the line of cameras. Her last jump landed as she brought herself down from the upper roofs with a leap. The crowds were just as much an obstacle for his fellow dragons as they were for herself. The only difference is that she knew better than to get entangled in them if she didn’t need to.
A glint of light shone as the knife came for her leg. With a twist of her body she just barely avoided having a knife still in her skin but couldn’t avoid the actual attack itself as she felt her right leg start to give from under her. She threw her weapon down as a steadying measure using it much like one would use a cane.
“There is nowhere to run now you're injured and even with your ability you won't get far I suggest you just give yourself up now.” Lorrin would walk into view upon her landing he's gotta say it's rather impressive how she was able to save herself from what should have been a rather nasty fall. Glancing behind him it seems as though his other teammates have gotten caught in the crowd and will likely no longer be any help moving forward, no matter, he works best alone anyway. Drawing his spare blade he slowly approaches her with his gun also pointing directly at her in the other hand. “So what's it going to be?”
“Are you even giving me a choice? Do you really consider being at the mercy of Dragons better than being free?”
She spoke the words before pushing off her scythe having the majority of her weight in the leg that hadn’t been struck. Her limp was pronounced as she swung the scythe aiming to slice the approaching male.
“In a way, it's the difference of going about this the hard or easy way. Regardless, your fate was sealed the moment you tried messing around here.”
Lorrin effortlessly reflected the swing with his own blade absorbing a bit of the force behind the blow, a moment later a brief glow appears around the as he goes to knock her out with the blunt side of it.
“Give it up, you're outmatched.”
“Well if my fate was already sealed. Well then I have nothing left to lose now do I?”
With the quip, she slammed down on both feet forcing herself to attack through the pain as she jumped high into the air before bringing a leg down in a slamming motion aiming for the other's head as she landed.
“Still not using that brain I see.”
Stepping out of the range of the blow he goes for a strike with his own weapon aiming for her other leg.
She didn’t have time to quip back as he stepped out of her range. Instead, her foot hit the ground causing an impact sinkhole from the force of her blow as the road shattered slamming pavement up. She jumped as he came closer still aiming to incapacitate her legs. With difficulty, she managed to swing her body causing the blade to connect with her already injured leg.
“FUCK. What is your damn PROBLEM? Can you not leave well enough alone? IF YOU’RE GOING TO DO THIS MUCH AT LEAST STRIKE TO KILL.”
“Well Excuse me, princess, If I wanted you dead I would already have done that! Now be a good little princess and go the fuck to sleep!”
Jack-O'-Lantern walked among the crowds as the strange ability, Fear Manipulation, willed itself into the minds of the crowds. Jack-O'-Lantern already planted a seed of fear with his earlier comments and with Fear Manipulation working its magic, all the people around Jack-O'-Lantern started to feel an unexplainable fear and dread as if their own minds and instincts are shouting at them nay screaming in fear at them as if all sense of logic had abandoned them and all that remains is to get away from this entity.
Jack-O'-Lantern got closer and closer to the fight of Lorrin Yumi and the Lady in red. Jack-O'-Lantern was impressed that Lorrin Yumi was able to wound the lady in red however Jack-O'-Lantern was upset that Lorrin Yumi was trying to end the hunt but Omar told Jack-O'-Lantern that Yo Saiwa wanted the suspicious people.
Jack-O'-Lantern watched the ongoing fight between Lorrin Yumi and the Lady in red and edged slowly and slowly behind the lady in red waiting for the right moment to step in. Jack-O'-Lantern seems to be gathering data from the Lady in red and Lorrin Yumi.
Lorrin would then go to step out of the way and then proceed to attempt to wack her with the blunt side of his gun but be sure to have his knife at the ready in case he has to reflect an attack.
She planted herself in a solid stance waiting for the next blow knowing she had a greater range than the other unless he went for trying to shoot her. His handling of the gun would have been an easy way to let the fool harm himself if he were an NP. He would need to get closer to strike with the knife.
As he went for the swing with the gun she used her position to attempt to throw his arm off with her elbow and swipe his neck with the blade of her scythe from the back with her other hand.
“EAT SHIT AND DIE”
A brief smile flashes across his face as she swiped his neck the cut hart like hell and if he was anybody else that would have likely been game over for him. The all too regular glow appeared around the cut absorbing some of the force behind the blow the glow then reappeared around his knife that he had prepared moments before to reflect the upcoming attack. In one fell swoop, the knife came up against the scythe cutting the blade off of the weapon.
“Checkmate”
Her scythe was suddenly in two pieces. She heard the blade clang as it hit the pavement below. She lashed out with what was left as she threw her weight into swinging with the wood in her hands. She just needed an out, she just needed to cross the river. She took a step back aiming to get out of Lorrin’s reach with the opening her swing left her.
Lorrin would reach out and grab what is left of the weapon mid-swing causing a bit of the energy from the blow to be absurd in the act. Yanking it away from its owner and tossing it to the side. And without any words, he would approach her and with a swift flick of his wrist and with the energy taken would knock her out.
Jack-O'-Lantern had seen enough and took his time to edge towards the lady in red blindside but then he stopped as soon as he saw Lorrin attempting his attack against the lady in red. However, it might not be enough as Jack-O'-Lantern approached closer and closer to stay just close enough to use the war pick on the lady in red.
Lorrin would hold up one hand towards Jack catching the girl in the other. “No need shes out.” He would sheath his weapons as well as toss the now unconscious girl over his shoulder. “She will be out for a few hours I'm going to bring her in, can you do me favor and keep an eye on the area just in case her people are still around.” And without waiting to hear a reply he starts walking off towards HQ, Along the way he pulls out his phone sending a message to Yo “Bringing a girl who claims to be a part of a group known as the Cobalt Wolves, tried to run upon showing suspicious behavior. Recommend restraining her movement before questing. - L”
Taigakitt
♥️♥️
End Of Eye of Providence
Collab: Yo (me) | Meirin (
QuirkyAngel
) | Kasumi (
FabulousTrash
) | Kazue (
azenva
)
Collab: Yo (me) | Meirin (
QuirkyAngel
) | Kasumi (
FabulousTrash
) | Kazue (
azenva
)<<< Remember
Yo stopped beside Paradise Forever as Kasumi made her stop. She took a seat at the edge of the wooden deck that wrapped around the whole building. She took the moment to allow the chilled breeze to run through her hair as she closed her eyes.
She was tired.
Her phone was going off again. The specific vibration notification told her that it was a local news alert.
Ignoring it for now, she leaned back on her hands as she just took the moment to relax, waiting for Kasumi to return from her errand. Or Meirin to appear. They would wait for both.
Kazue was in the same boat as Yo, having no responsibilities but to hurry up and wait. In pther words, it was the perfect time to practice her background idling animation, and truly become an NPC. Standing. No sitting. Silent. More silent. Perfect.
…Ok, enough of that bit. Moving on.
The sound of Meirin’s voice grabbed the Queen’s attention and she looked up and over, noting the other’s height. “Oh, you’re fine. We’re waiting on Cipher to get back from her errand here.”
She patted the deck beside her, an invitation to sit. “We might as well relax while we have the moment until she returns. How are you feeling, Rin?”
“A little tired and very confused,” Meirin answered honestly. As she approached the wooden deck Yo sat on, 15-meter-tall woman’s body started to shrink, returning back to her normal 5’06’’ size. Meirin took a seat in the spot indicated by the Dragon Queen, her legs crossed, as she watched Cipher work. Running around and using her potential had been a bit exhausting now that she thought about it so a small break was nice. “And you, M’am? How are you doing?”
Yo was quiet for a moment, looking off at the gardens that surrounded the brothel. After that brief moment, she turned to look at Meirin with a soft grin, “I’m fine. We have a lot going on but it’s something I can deal with. All of your support is appreciated.”
Merin nodded solemnly. “I’ll help. Whatever I can do, I’ll do it.”
Pause.
“...so, uh, what exactly are we doing again?”
“Once Cipher returns, we’re going to look for a laptop nearby. She has a better read on its location—“ Yo tilted her head slightly, unsure what information she had been told regarding that. “The laptop was the source of the data leak we experienced.”
Yo then heard footsteps approaching that she assumed was Kasumi, she stood up.
“Are we ready to go?”
Kasumi nodded, her hands resting on the straps of her backpack.
“All the information I could find, I sent to Isaiah. I also found a phone that was abandoned in the dumpster, presumably belonging to Swallowtail. I can fully analyze it when we return to HQ.”
“Nice, Kasumi!” Jumping to her feet after Yo, Merin grinned at the glasses-wearing girl. “I’m sure that’ll help Izzy and the rest of them investigate a ton.”
“Great work,” Yo nodded with a grin. “We’ll get to the bottom of this. We always do.” She started down the path, a little more pep in her step. Whether it was the small rest that adjusted her outward mood, or she had better feelings after Kasumi’s and Meirin’s company and hard work— regardless of the reason, Yo was feeling less emotionally heavy. Looking back over her shoulder to Kasumi, “Can you go ahead and lead us the rest of the way? You would have a better grasp of where the laptop is.”
Kasumi nodded. As the group walked, she periodically pinged the laptop’s IP address, something she had memorized when she first found it earlier through the network.
They would come upon the cafe that the laptop was hanging out in, not far off from where Meirin had destroyed the guns. Yo didn’t hesitate to walk into the cafe. Despite how late it was, in this area it was normal for a cafe to still be open.
Inside was dead silent. The barista was missing, presumably hiding in the back. She had peeked her head around the wall, her body shaking like a leaf but said not a word.
Yo scanned the scenery of the cafe silently. “Spread out, find it. We need to see if there’s any data we couldn’t get from afar and then destroy it.” Though the assumption was that Kasumi would be able to find it the quickest, if not immediately.
Her phone buzzed and she checked the notification. The text said, “Bring-in a girl who claims to be a part of a group known as the Cobalt Wolves, tried to run apon showing suspicious behavior. Recommend restrain her movement before questing. - L”
A grin came upon her face as she sent a quick text back, “Approved. Take her to the Underground.” (
Pik
)
Good.
Yo stopped beside Paradise Forever as Kasumi made her stop. She took a seat at the edge of the wooden deck that wrapped around the whole building. She took the moment to allow the chilled breeze to run through her hair as she closed her eyes.
She was tired.
Her phone was going off again. The specific vibration notification told her that it was a local news alert.
Ignoring it for now, she leaned back on her hands as she just took the moment to relax, waiting for Kasumi to return from her errand. Or Meirin to appear. They would wait for both.
Kazue was in the same boat as Yo, having no responsibilities but to hurry up and wait. In pther words, it was the perfect time to practice her background idling animation, and truly become an NPC. Standing. No sitting. Silent. More silent. Perfect.
…Ok, enough of that bit. Moving on.
The sound of Meirin’s voice grabbed the Queen’s attention and she looked up and over, noting the other’s height. “Oh, you’re fine. We’re waiting on Cipher to get back from her errand here.”
She patted the deck beside her, an invitation to sit. “We might as well relax while we have the moment until she returns. How are you feeling, Rin?”
“A little tired and very confused,” Meirin answered honestly. As she approached the wooden deck Yo sat on, 15-meter-tall woman’s body started to shrink, returning back to her normal 5’06’’ size. Meirin took a seat in the spot indicated by the Dragon Queen, her legs crossed, as she watched Cipher work. Running around and using her potential had been a bit exhausting now that she thought about it so a small break was nice. “And you, M’am? How are you doing?”
Yo was quiet for a moment, looking off at the gardens that surrounded the brothel. After that brief moment, she turned to look at Meirin with a soft grin, “I’m fine. We have a lot going on but it’s something I can deal with. All of your support is appreciated.”
Merin nodded solemnly. “I’ll help. Whatever I can do, I’ll do it.”
Pause.
“...so, uh, what exactly are we doing again?”
“Once Cipher returns, we’re going to look for a laptop nearby. She has a better read on its location—“ Yo tilted her head slightly, unsure what information she had been told regarding that. “The laptop was the source of the data leak we experienced.”
Yo then heard footsteps approaching that she assumed was Kasumi, she stood up.
“Are we ready to go?”
Kasumi nodded, her hands resting on the straps of her backpack.
“All the information I could find, I sent to Isaiah. I also found a phone that was abandoned in the dumpster, presumably belonging to Swallowtail. I can fully analyze it when we return to HQ.”
“Nice, Kasumi!” Jumping to her feet after Yo, Merin grinned at the glasses-wearing girl. “I’m sure that’ll help Izzy and the rest of them investigate a ton.”
“Great work,” Yo nodded with a grin. “We’ll get to the bottom of this. We always do.” She started down the path, a little more pep in her step. Whether it was the small rest that adjusted her outward mood, or she had better feelings after Kasumi’s and Meirin’s company and hard work— regardless of the reason, Yo was feeling less emotionally heavy. Looking back over her shoulder to Kasumi, “Can you go ahead and lead us the rest of the way? You would have a better grasp of where the laptop is.”
Kasumi nodded. As the group walked, she periodically pinged the laptop’s IP address, something she had memorized when she first found it earlier through the network.
They would come upon the cafe that the laptop was hanging out in, not far off from where Meirin had destroyed the guns. Yo didn’t hesitate to walk into the cafe. Despite how late it was, in this area it was normal for a cafe to still be open.
Inside was dead silent. The barista was missing, presumably hiding in the back. She had peeked her head around the wall, her body shaking like a leaf but said not a word.
Yo scanned the scenery of the cafe silently. “Spread out, find it. We need to see if there’s any data we couldn’t get from afar and then destroy it.” Though the assumption was that Kasumi would be able to find it the quickest, if not immediately.
Her phone buzzed and she checked the notification. The text said, “Bring-in a girl who claims to be a part of a group known as the Cobalt Wolves, tried to run apon showing suspicious behavior. Recommend restrain her movement before questing. - L”
A grin came upon her face as she sent a quick text back, “Approved. Take her to the Underground.” (
Pik
)Good.
Not all was lost.
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Mook-LandStrider
You dare mock the son of a shepherd
Delynn
Serpents
We'll Do It Live
simj26
Taigakitt
Damafaud
It happened so fast Delynn had only a moment to process what Kisara was doing before she was in the air. Soaring like a brick she impacted hard against the metal of what she could tell was the truck. Running a hand through her hair she let out a huff before pushing herself up and onto her feet once again. The truck was moving and while she wanted to get out of there she also didn’t want to leave her vehicle behind. Jumping out the back she was a ways down the road and noticed the lights inside the adjacent houses. Taking the opportunity to juice up abit she made her way up a pole and tapped the live wire. The jolt was enough to get her body tingling and her mind swimming before being pulled back to the forefront.
Leaping off she hit the ground and broke into a sprint towards her car. She could see the lights of the police just ahead and the figures of what she imagined were only police at this point. Opening the charging port of her car she dumped the energy she got a minute ago into the car. The battery took the sudden charge like a champion and while she knew she’d have to check the battery and the car itself later she was sure it would at least start. Closing the port she climbed into the car and started it up before quickly making an exit from the scene.
Switching on the car's autopilot she slid the seat back and immediately began to tense up, her body feeling like it had been thrown into a wood chipper. “Wow… this sucks.” She grumbled, her chest black and blue. Reaching in the backseat she took out another shirt and quickly changed, tossing the other one into the back. Taking out her phone she quickly sent a text to Yuudai “What now?"
Serpents
We'll Do It Live
simj26
Taigakitt
Damafaud
It happened so fast Delynn had only a moment to process what Kisara was doing before she was in the air. Soaring like a brick she impacted hard against the metal of what she could tell was the truck. Running a hand through her hair she let out a huff before pushing herself up and onto her feet once again. The truck was moving and while she wanted to get out of there she also didn’t want to leave her vehicle behind. Jumping out the back she was a ways down the road and noticed the lights inside the adjacent houses. Taking the opportunity to juice up abit she made her way up a pole and tapped the live wire. The jolt was enough to get her body tingling and her mind swimming before being pulled back to the forefront.
Leaping off she hit the ground and broke into a sprint towards her car. She could see the lights of the police just ahead and the figures of what she imagined were only police at this point. Opening the charging port of her car she dumped the energy she got a minute ago into the car. The battery took the sudden charge like a champion and while she knew she’d have to check the battery and the car itself later she was sure it would at least start. Closing the port she climbed into the car and started it up before quickly making an exit from the scene.
Switching on the car's autopilot she slid the seat back and immediately began to tense up, her body feeling like it had been thrown into a wood chipper. “Wow… this sucks.” She grumbled, her chest black and blue. Reaching in the backseat she took out another shirt and quickly changed, tossing the other one into the back. Taking out her phone she quickly sent a text to Yuudai “What now?"
Taigakitt
♥️♥️
End Of Training Day
Collab: Reika (me) | Dimitri (
The Prophet
) | Vulken (
Nobody Special
) | Libla (
Peckinou
) | NPCs Galore (
BriiAngelic
)
Nine Hours, Nine Persons, Nine Doors - Imaginary
Collab: Reika (me) | Dimitri (
The Prophet
) | Vulken (
Nobody Special
) | Libla (
Peckinou
) | NPCs Galore (
BriiAngelic
) Nine Hours, Nine Persons, Nine Doors - Imaginary
<<< Remember
The sound of a child’s cry caught Reika’s immediate attention as soon as they were on the boat, completely ignoring the young adults or teenagers that already existed, talking to them.
Dimitri leaned back on the railing, immediately pulling out his phone to respond to the texts he received from Lyric. He should probably tell her to brace herself for when they inevitably arrive before anything else. ‘Heyyyyy, so we’re probably fine, but uhhhh don’t panic when you get here. Just saying. Also it was the dragons who did it, not us. See ya when you’re heree
’
Reika stood for a moment, not allowing her feelings to make a specific expression upon her face. She cast a yellow gaze over at Dimitri, whom she just told she wouldn’t be giving him any of her ammo.
She didn’t like backtracking but sometimes… things happen.
Reaching a hand up, she tugged the non-melted horn from her forehead. The one that had melted required a harder tug, the once-molten metal that had cooled against skin required enough force to tear some of her skin with it. She rubbed the spot with the back of her hand as she tossed the ruined horns into the river. Those weren’t her only pair– she had tons and Hector could help make her more as well.
Hornless, Reika looked to Dimitri, she held her hand out, “I understand if you’d rather not because I just said I’d rather keep them, but… if you would please? You can have a drink immediately after.”
"Oh no no, I'm never one to turn down a good drink. Sounds like an excellent price to pay, all things considered." Dimitri laughed briefly, before interlocking his hand with Reika's and waiting for the sudden appearance of wounds with a smile.
Reika appreciated her sponsoree. She was a difficult one to convince but Dimitri just suited what she needed so well. Grateful that he agreed, she squeezed his hand gently and allowed the wounds to transfer to him– to a lesser degree, mind you.
Releasing Dimitri’s hand, Reika would approach the whimpering child and crouch down, trying to soften her expression. With less wounds upon her person, thanks to Dimitri, hopefully she wouldn’t appear as scary. Couldn’t wipe the blood upon her person away, but at least nothing was open.
Dimitri stayed behind, briefly shivering some in response to the new injuries before they quickly seemed to fade away in wake of a healing factor. It didn’t stop the flash of annoyance from gracing his features as he looked down at the fresh bloodstains on his soaked clothes, however.
“You’re hurt. Can I take the pain away?” Her voice was quiet, only meant for the child.
The child’s cries started to subside as Reika approached. Despite the desperate clinging to the girl growing stronger he turned his head more to Reika as she spoke to him.
“T-take a-away?”
His confusion was clear on his face as she spoke.
Holding her hand out, she grinned softly, “Yes. All you have to do is touch my hand.” Dimitri peeked into view behind Reika a few meters behind, giving the small child a wide smile and a thumbs up as if to assure them that it would be alright to trust the woman trying to help him. He didn’t know the kid, but smiles went a long way.
The girl he was clinging to clearly had her reservations about the child doing so. If her posture wasn’t enough to say so with her positioning herself between the two then the words she spoke were more than enough.
“You clearly just hurt someone doing that. Is it possible for you to heal Ma’am? No offense but with all that happened I’m not sure he needs anyone poking around with him with potential.”
“Well that’s just not true, I'm fine! See?” pulling up his wet shirt he exposed the fact he was uninjured, though kept quiet on the why in the face of the girl’s accusation. “See? Just a couple stains on my shirt, I'm not injured at all. It’ll be fiinneee~” Dimitri mused, tapping his torso where the injuries used to be before bringing his shirt back down.
The child stiffened up slightly at the older girls words clearly remembering the terror of Shen’s attack on the bridge. However despite the wariness of the girl the child let go and instead reached out to Reika hesitantly.
“Okay Miss Queen.”
“Q-queen?”
The girl said so with shock in her voice quickly marking herself as a Citizen from the East rather than one from the south.
Reika briefly glanced up at the girl, not bothering to give a response to her “outlash,” before looking back at the child that was reaching out to her. The girl was probably being protective but Reika wouldn’t dream of harming a child. She moved her hand closer to the kid’s, but ultimately was giving him the choice. “What’s your name, Honey?”
“Killian” the boy said as he grasped her hand firmly turning it into a handshake.
“A lovely name. I’m Reika,” a soft chuckle escaped her after such a firm grip. She had expected something a little more shy— like a poke. Just as soon as she had felt him grab her hand though, she was already working to take all of the injuries he had, “You have a firm grasp. Shows how strong you are.” She could feel a cold bite in her fingers as well as the leg injury that had caused her to notice him. “We’ll see if we can find your Mother, but let’s get you to safety first... How’s that feel?”
In the background, Dimitri quietly called out “Toooold you~!” now that he was okay.
The child bit his lip before nodding seemingly emboldened by the sudden lack of pain.
“Yeah I-”
He was cut off by the sudden jerk of the boat reaching top height being just slightly below being level with the railing of the upper deck. Reika instinctually reached out to steady the boy so he wouldn’t fall over from the jerking. Above there was Lavinia getting ready to help lift people out of the boat and over the railing if they were too injured to do so themselves.
“Ah- Su-Succubus?!?!?”
Her face seemed to pale as she saw the queen.
“Haha, Something the matter? You look like you’ve done something bad and don’t wanna get caught. Scary sight, seeing the Queen?” Dimitri mused, joking around as he stuck out his tongue briefly before securing his gear. His gun was probably waterlogged and useless right now, but he patted his side to make sure it was there anyways. “Anyways, glad you’re okay Mr. Killian. Make sure you move some though, get the juices flowing so you’re warmer after all that.”
“I think it might be best to take this conversation to the deck? There are a few injured here.”
Reika grinned, amused. No words need be had by her. It would be pointless. She hopped up onto the boat, reaching her hand down for Killian to grab so he could get up without issue. If he took it, anyway.
Killian grasped the hand offered to him as he worked to hop above the railing. The girl he had clung to did her best to help him as well to get onto the ledge to be pulled over before the blue haired girl went on to help others over the railing as well.
“Thank you, Miss Queen.”
From the main dock Lavina had gathered her wits and began to rally the people once more having regained her megaphone.
“R-right ah GRAB THE TOWELS! YOU GUYS GET THE INJURED INSIDE! ALL OF YOU GET INSIDE THE DECK IT'S BEEN HEATING UP!”
Soon everyone had left the lift raft as it began to be lowered one more for any additional stragglers. The blue haired girl took to leaning on the upper decks railing looking out to the water despite being soaked to the bone attempting to get warmth with the towel warped around her arms.
Dimitri’s phone now had a new message as Lyric answered the text sent out earlier with words of her own. “Where are you. Are you all still together?”
Vulken could only watch in awe as Libla yelled at him, pure annoyance resonating from every word that came out of her mouth. While the white-haired shadow friend continued scolding him for telling her to leave him behind, his mind remained stuck on a specific detail she mentioned.
‘Nina…’ He thought to himself, slowly bringing a hand to his face with his eyes facing the ground beneath them. Today wasn’t supposed to end up like this. It was supposed to be fun. He had failed. Not only Nina, and the others by making them worry about him– he had failed himself. And as far as he was concerned, it was all his fault.
But, the dragon within him would have to wait to burn the Steel Tempest down. He’d get his revenge. That metal planet would be hit with the biggest supernova New Oasis has ever seen.
Now bandaged, Vulken slumped down, sitting on the ground in the same position he had been in when he spoke with Kanna. With his head still lowered in mourning for his fellow gangmate, he finally opened his mouth to respond.
“‘Yer right, Libby. I’m bein’ an idiot, huh?” He had no choice but to comply. He didn’t have the energy to do anything else at that moment but sit there and wallow in a pool of his own mistakes.
“You win. Go help whoever you can, and don’t get yourself hurt. I’ll stay here, promise.”
Liblas' eyes softened as he became crestfallen, her annoyed facial expression soon turned to a sympathetic one. As she couldn’t leave him to be in this state, so crouching down Libla grabbed Vulkens cheeks and brought his face up so that he was forced to look her in the eyes.
“Vulken, I’m sorry for scolding you like that, It’s just I'm very worried about you and don’t want to see you get yourself killed. We already lost one Phoenix today, we don’t want to lose another, still I’m very happy you were able to fend off those Dragons long enough for me to extract you. You did a good job today, none of this was your fault.”
In a spur of the moment Libla gave Vulken a quick peck on his forehead before letting go of him, adding on to say “I’m a go now, just stay here until Reika and Vamp come get you alright?” Giving Vulken a short lasting smile and wave, as she then speeds off jumping off the ship, with her shadow boots allowing her to run on the water without having to worry about falling in it.
“Hey didn’t mean to eavesdrop but like what's your deal? If you’re gonna be a sorry lump you should at least be helping out.”
The blue haired woman looked unphased by Vulken’s general demeanor as she complained about her side of the deck having another guest.
Vulken looked up at her, too dazed to even notice her approaching him. Libla's kiss on the forehead wasn't even enough to drag him out of this new... mood. Maybe this unnamed, blue-haired girl was right. He had to keep being strong.
"Yeah, you're right. Sorry."
He'd decided. He'd help out. Even if it was something as simple as helping people stay warm, he'd do his part. There was only one problem, though...
...How was he going to get up if he barely had the strength to stay awake?
With the kid up on deck, and Reika knowing Dimitri could handle himself, she bounced her weight from foot to foot, testing how bad the injury she took off the kid had been. It wasn’t anything much to her thanks to her experience with pain, but imagining it on the child saddened her. The voice of the blue-haired woman asking someone to stop being a sorry lump did grab her attention, to which she turned around and searched, more or less to make sure she got a handle of how many were on the boat and if there were any wayward Dragons to worry about.
Her eyes instead landed on Vulken.
“Draken!” Reika didn’t hesitate to crouch down in front of him, placing her hands over his shoulders, concern lacing her eyes. The Queen no longer had her horns, thanks to earlier, and she might as well be injury-less since the kid’s versus what she had were vastly different. “Are you okay?”
The Queen's appearance immediately halted Vulken's attempts at getting up, as she was practically holding him down by the shoulders. He allowed their eyes to meet, and was instantly washed over by a wave of relief. She was safe. Dimitri was safe. He didn't have to worry about them anymore. But now, he was the one being worried about.
Slowly, he lifted his hand and brought it up to Reika's shoulder, grinning softly. "Y'know... sometimes I forget how beautiful you are without those horns... Not sayin' you ain't pretty with 'em on, of course..." He tried his best to take the attention off his wound, but he knew it wouldn't be long before she noticed-- if she hadn't already, of course.
His demeanor grew serious very quickly. "Rei, I'm fine... seriously. Are you okay? I lost you guys for a bit..."
Reika released Vulken’s shoulders and sat across from him, “Dimitri took all of my ammo from me and he’s healed from that so we’re fine…” Her eyes hardened slightly, “Can I take that stab from you? I’ll be fine.” Reika’s expression wasn’t directed at Vulken. No— her ire was intended for the Dragon King.
Dimitri waved to the child before moving quickly to catch up with his sponsor and the injured Vulken. As he drew closer he spun around, taking another picture of himself with the other two in frame. 'On a big and kinda nice boat, gonna help Draken out before anything else. Kinda took a metal spike to the chest, but easy enough fix. Gonna take long?' He texted back, before turning back and crouched down next to them, holding a hand over his nose now that he was close to the copious amount of blood from the fellow redhead. "I do believe a certain woman is coming. Anyways, are you feeling okay? Blood loss isn't a joke, and you probably have a lot of adrenaline in your system. The good news is that next time you sleep will probably be the best sleep you've ever had though, so that's good." Dimitri smiled at Vulken, though paused and amended his statement. "I don't mean you'll die! You're just gonna be rrrealllyy tired. Yeah, my bad. Don't worry though, look who's got you." Gesturing toward himself and Reika, he laughed.
"Seriously though V, let my sponsor take that stab from you. I can always get rid of it after this."
Reika confirmed Dimitri’s words with a gentle nod.
Vulken eyed both of his red-headed companions. He hated being worried about. Jack or not, he was still supposed to stand tall as a symbol of his gang’s strength. If people were worrying about him, that meant he was doing something wrong. He planted a hand on the floor of the deck, letting out a loud sigh before speaking.
“Nope. I’m tellin’ you guys, I’m fine. Plus, I wouldn’t wanna see you with such an ugly scratch, Rei. No matter how long it’d be there for.”
And so, with a light grunt, he pushed himself off of the floor and rose to a standing position. He had to bite the inside of his lip to mask the pain, but he was finally up. Slowly crossing his arms over the bandaged wound, he let out a small ‘heh.’ while looking from Reika to Dimitri over and over again.
“See? Fine. Quit worryin’ about me. I’ll be back to normal by tomorrow.”
Reika stayed where she was sat as she stared up at Vulken, uncertain in her gaze. “Well, I can’t just force it on you.” Well— she could, but Reika valued choices when it came to her Phoenixes.
Standing up, she ran her fingers through her wet and tangled hair, “Guess we’re on this boat until she gets here.” Her fingers hit a more aggressive tangle, to which she used both hands to rip at. Even when dry, her hair was its own beast to manage.
She turned to the woman with the megaphone and spoke up so she could hear over the chaos of the scene, “Appreciate the lift.”
After a cat-like stretch of her arms over her head, she looked out over the dark water. There was a white-hot fury behind her yellow eyes, a bite to her tone.
“This isn’t over.”
With that, she turned on her heel and went inside the cabin where the pink woman with the megaphone, Lavina, had mentioned was heated.
The sound of a child’s cry caught Reika’s immediate attention as soon as they were on the boat, completely ignoring the young adults or teenagers that already existed, talking to them.
Dimitri leaned back on the railing, immediately pulling out his phone to respond to the texts he received from Lyric. He should probably tell her to brace herself for when they inevitably arrive before anything else. ‘Heyyyyy, so we’re probably fine, but uhhhh don’t panic when you get here. Just saying. Also it was the dragons who did it, not us. See ya when you’re heree
’Reika stood for a moment, not allowing her feelings to make a specific expression upon her face. She cast a yellow gaze over at Dimitri, whom she just told she wouldn’t be giving him any of her ammo.
She didn’t like backtracking but sometimes… things happen.
Reaching a hand up, she tugged the non-melted horn from her forehead. The one that had melted required a harder tug, the once-molten metal that had cooled against skin required enough force to tear some of her skin with it. She rubbed the spot with the back of her hand as she tossed the ruined horns into the river. Those weren’t her only pair– she had tons and Hector could help make her more as well.
Hornless, Reika looked to Dimitri, she held her hand out, “I understand if you’d rather not because I just said I’d rather keep them, but… if you would please? You can have a drink immediately after.”
"Oh no no, I'm never one to turn down a good drink. Sounds like an excellent price to pay, all things considered." Dimitri laughed briefly, before interlocking his hand with Reika's and waiting for the sudden appearance of wounds with a smile.
Reika appreciated her sponsoree. She was a difficult one to convince but Dimitri just suited what she needed so well. Grateful that he agreed, she squeezed his hand gently and allowed the wounds to transfer to him– to a lesser degree, mind you.
Releasing Dimitri’s hand, Reika would approach the whimpering child and crouch down, trying to soften her expression. With less wounds upon her person, thanks to Dimitri, hopefully she wouldn’t appear as scary. Couldn’t wipe the blood upon her person away, but at least nothing was open.
Dimitri stayed behind, briefly shivering some in response to the new injuries before they quickly seemed to fade away in wake of a healing factor. It didn’t stop the flash of annoyance from gracing his features as he looked down at the fresh bloodstains on his soaked clothes, however.
“You’re hurt. Can I take the pain away?” Her voice was quiet, only meant for the child.
The child’s cries started to subside as Reika approached. Despite the desperate clinging to the girl growing stronger he turned his head more to Reika as she spoke to him.
“T-take a-away?”
His confusion was clear on his face as she spoke.
Holding her hand out, she grinned softly, “Yes. All you have to do is touch my hand.” Dimitri peeked into view behind Reika a few meters behind, giving the small child a wide smile and a thumbs up as if to assure them that it would be alright to trust the woman trying to help him. He didn’t know the kid, but smiles went a long way.
The girl he was clinging to clearly had her reservations about the child doing so. If her posture wasn’t enough to say so with her positioning herself between the two then the words she spoke were more than enough.
“You clearly just hurt someone doing that. Is it possible for you to heal Ma’am? No offense but with all that happened I’m not sure he needs anyone poking around with him with potential.”
“Well that’s just not true, I'm fine! See?” pulling up his wet shirt he exposed the fact he was uninjured, though kept quiet on the why in the face of the girl’s accusation. “See? Just a couple stains on my shirt, I'm not injured at all. It’ll be fiinneee~” Dimitri mused, tapping his torso where the injuries used to be before bringing his shirt back down.
The child stiffened up slightly at the older girls words clearly remembering the terror of Shen’s attack on the bridge. However despite the wariness of the girl the child let go and instead reached out to Reika hesitantly.
“Okay Miss Queen.”
“Q-queen?”
The girl said so with shock in her voice quickly marking herself as a Citizen from the East rather than one from the south.
Reika briefly glanced up at the girl, not bothering to give a response to her “outlash,” before looking back at the child that was reaching out to her. The girl was probably being protective but Reika wouldn’t dream of harming a child. She moved her hand closer to the kid’s, but ultimately was giving him the choice. “What’s your name, Honey?”
“Killian” the boy said as he grasped her hand firmly turning it into a handshake.
“A lovely name. I’m Reika,” a soft chuckle escaped her after such a firm grip. She had expected something a little more shy— like a poke. Just as soon as she had felt him grab her hand though, she was already working to take all of the injuries he had, “You have a firm grasp. Shows how strong you are.” She could feel a cold bite in her fingers as well as the leg injury that had caused her to notice him. “We’ll see if we can find your Mother, but let’s get you to safety first... How’s that feel?”
In the background, Dimitri quietly called out “Toooold you~!” now that he was okay.
The child bit his lip before nodding seemingly emboldened by the sudden lack of pain.
“Yeah I-”
He was cut off by the sudden jerk of the boat reaching top height being just slightly below being level with the railing of the upper deck. Reika instinctually reached out to steady the boy so he wouldn’t fall over from the jerking. Above there was Lavinia getting ready to help lift people out of the boat and over the railing if they were too injured to do so themselves.
“Ah- Su-Succubus?!?!?”
Her face seemed to pale as she saw the queen.
“Haha, Something the matter? You look like you’ve done something bad and don’t wanna get caught. Scary sight, seeing the Queen?” Dimitri mused, joking around as he stuck out his tongue briefly before securing his gear. His gun was probably waterlogged and useless right now, but he patted his side to make sure it was there anyways. “Anyways, glad you’re okay Mr. Killian. Make sure you move some though, get the juices flowing so you’re warmer after all that.”
“I think it might be best to take this conversation to the deck? There are a few injured here.”
Reika grinned, amused. No words need be had by her. It would be pointless. She hopped up onto the boat, reaching her hand down for Killian to grab so he could get up without issue. If he took it, anyway.
Killian grasped the hand offered to him as he worked to hop above the railing. The girl he had clung to did her best to help him as well to get onto the ledge to be pulled over before the blue haired girl went on to help others over the railing as well.
“Thank you, Miss Queen.”
From the main dock Lavina had gathered her wits and began to rally the people once more having regained her megaphone.
“R-right ah GRAB THE TOWELS! YOU GUYS GET THE INJURED INSIDE! ALL OF YOU GET INSIDE THE DECK IT'S BEEN HEATING UP!”
Soon everyone had left the lift raft as it began to be lowered one more for any additional stragglers. The blue haired girl took to leaning on the upper decks railing looking out to the water despite being soaked to the bone attempting to get warmth with the towel warped around her arms.
Dimitri’s phone now had a new message as Lyric answered the text sent out earlier with words of her own. “Where are you. Are you all still together?”
Vulken could only watch in awe as Libla yelled at him, pure annoyance resonating from every word that came out of her mouth. While the white-haired shadow friend continued scolding him for telling her to leave him behind, his mind remained stuck on a specific detail she mentioned.
‘Nina…’ He thought to himself, slowly bringing a hand to his face with his eyes facing the ground beneath them. Today wasn’t supposed to end up like this. It was supposed to be fun. He had failed. Not only Nina, and the others by making them worry about him– he had failed himself. And as far as he was concerned, it was all his fault.
But, the dragon within him would have to wait to burn the Steel Tempest down. He’d get his revenge. That metal planet would be hit with the biggest supernova New Oasis has ever seen.
Now bandaged, Vulken slumped down, sitting on the ground in the same position he had been in when he spoke with Kanna. With his head still lowered in mourning for his fellow gangmate, he finally opened his mouth to respond.
“‘Yer right, Libby. I’m bein’ an idiot, huh?” He had no choice but to comply. He didn’t have the energy to do anything else at that moment but sit there and wallow in a pool of his own mistakes.
“You win. Go help whoever you can, and don’t get yourself hurt. I’ll stay here, promise.”
Liblas' eyes softened as he became crestfallen, her annoyed facial expression soon turned to a sympathetic one. As she couldn’t leave him to be in this state, so crouching down Libla grabbed Vulkens cheeks and brought his face up so that he was forced to look her in the eyes.
“Vulken, I’m sorry for scolding you like that, It’s just I'm very worried about you and don’t want to see you get yourself killed. We already lost one Phoenix today, we don’t want to lose another, still I’m very happy you were able to fend off those Dragons long enough for me to extract you. You did a good job today, none of this was your fault.”
In a spur of the moment Libla gave Vulken a quick peck on his forehead before letting go of him, adding on to say “I’m a go now, just stay here until Reika and Vamp come get you alright?” Giving Vulken a short lasting smile and wave, as she then speeds off jumping off the ship, with her shadow boots allowing her to run on the water without having to worry about falling in it.
“Hey didn’t mean to eavesdrop but like what's your deal? If you’re gonna be a sorry lump you should at least be helping out.”
The blue haired woman looked unphased by Vulken’s general demeanor as she complained about her side of the deck having another guest.
Vulken looked up at her, too dazed to even notice her approaching him. Libla's kiss on the forehead wasn't even enough to drag him out of this new... mood. Maybe this unnamed, blue-haired girl was right. He had to keep being strong.
"Yeah, you're right. Sorry."
He'd decided. He'd help out. Even if it was something as simple as helping people stay warm, he'd do his part. There was only one problem, though...
...How was he going to get up if he barely had the strength to stay awake?
With the kid up on deck, and Reika knowing Dimitri could handle himself, she bounced her weight from foot to foot, testing how bad the injury she took off the kid had been. It wasn’t anything much to her thanks to her experience with pain, but imagining it on the child saddened her. The voice of the blue-haired woman asking someone to stop being a sorry lump did grab her attention, to which she turned around and searched, more or less to make sure she got a handle of how many were on the boat and if there were any wayward Dragons to worry about.
Her eyes instead landed on Vulken.
“Draken!” Reika didn’t hesitate to crouch down in front of him, placing her hands over his shoulders, concern lacing her eyes. The Queen no longer had her horns, thanks to earlier, and she might as well be injury-less since the kid’s versus what she had were vastly different. “Are you okay?”
The Queen's appearance immediately halted Vulken's attempts at getting up, as she was practically holding him down by the shoulders. He allowed their eyes to meet, and was instantly washed over by a wave of relief. She was safe. Dimitri was safe. He didn't have to worry about them anymore. But now, he was the one being worried about.
Slowly, he lifted his hand and brought it up to Reika's shoulder, grinning softly. "Y'know... sometimes I forget how beautiful you are without those horns... Not sayin' you ain't pretty with 'em on, of course..." He tried his best to take the attention off his wound, but he knew it wouldn't be long before she noticed-- if she hadn't already, of course.
His demeanor grew serious very quickly. "Rei, I'm fine... seriously. Are you okay? I lost you guys for a bit..."
Reika released Vulken’s shoulders and sat across from him, “Dimitri took all of my ammo from me and he’s healed from that so we’re fine…” Her eyes hardened slightly, “Can I take that stab from you? I’ll be fine.” Reika’s expression wasn’t directed at Vulken. No— her ire was intended for the Dragon King.
Dimitri waved to the child before moving quickly to catch up with his sponsor and the injured Vulken. As he drew closer he spun around, taking another picture of himself with the other two in frame. 'On a big and kinda nice boat, gonna help Draken out before anything else. Kinda took a metal spike to the chest, but easy enough fix. Gonna take long?' He texted back, before turning back and crouched down next to them, holding a hand over his nose now that he was close to the copious amount of blood from the fellow redhead. "I do believe a certain woman is coming. Anyways, are you feeling okay? Blood loss isn't a joke, and you probably have a lot of adrenaline in your system. The good news is that next time you sleep will probably be the best sleep you've ever had though, so that's good." Dimitri smiled at Vulken, though paused and amended his statement. "I don't mean you'll die! You're just gonna be rrrealllyy tired. Yeah, my bad. Don't worry though, look who's got you." Gesturing toward himself and Reika, he laughed.
"Seriously though V, let my sponsor take that stab from you. I can always get rid of it after this."
Reika confirmed Dimitri’s words with a gentle nod.
Vulken eyed both of his red-headed companions. He hated being worried about. Jack or not, he was still supposed to stand tall as a symbol of his gang’s strength. If people were worrying about him, that meant he was doing something wrong. He planted a hand on the floor of the deck, letting out a loud sigh before speaking.
“Nope. I’m tellin’ you guys, I’m fine. Plus, I wouldn’t wanna see you with such an ugly scratch, Rei. No matter how long it’d be there for.”
And so, with a light grunt, he pushed himself off of the floor and rose to a standing position. He had to bite the inside of his lip to mask the pain, but he was finally up. Slowly crossing his arms over the bandaged wound, he let out a small ‘heh.’ while looking from Reika to Dimitri over and over again.
“See? Fine. Quit worryin’ about me. I’ll be back to normal by tomorrow.”
Reika stayed where she was sat as she stared up at Vulken, uncertain in her gaze. “Well, I can’t just force it on you.” Well— she could, but Reika valued choices when it came to her Phoenixes.
Standing up, she ran her fingers through her wet and tangled hair, “Guess we’re on this boat until she gets here.” Her fingers hit a more aggressive tangle, to which she used both hands to rip at. Even when dry, her hair was its own beast to manage.
She turned to the woman with the megaphone and spoke up so she could hear over the chaos of the scene, “Appreciate the lift.”
After a cat-like stretch of her arms over her head, she looked out over the dark water. There was a white-hot fury behind her yellow eyes, a bite to her tone.
“This isn’t over.”
With that, she turned on her heel and went inside the cabin where the pink woman with the megaphone, Lavina, had mentioned was heated.
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He didn’t know if he should be grateful because Yuto stealing his gun at least meant that he was being serious or if he should just be offended by the clear ass grab. Luckily he didn’t have time to deal with that as he dropped further into slight cover. A knife wasn’t the best thing to have as your only weapon but he’d manage. If nothing else the others were solid weapons.
“Why don’t you come out and we can discuss business. This doesn’t need to start in violence.”
And she was here. He took a step out without glancing to where the others were to avoid throwing any suspicion that they may have less numbers than expected.
“Oh yeah huh? Doesn’t need to start in violence?”
He kicked debris as he walked out from the side of a warehouse.
“Whatcha offering that would make not blowing you off the face of the docks a better option here?”
“How about… information on the Dragons. We’ve got quite a bit of it and it can be all yours… if you listen and take our deal.” The woman smiled as she watched the Queen approach, her stance holding no aggression.
Unless the Serpents make her.
The people in their own police vehicles stayed within them, though they were poised to exit quickly if necessary.
“Come off it. If you had Dragons' information then why the hell aren’t you using it against them?”
His stance adjusted slightly as he crossed his arms over his chest, loosely holding the knife in his right hand. Despite the slight shift to a more closed posture the tension held in his body lessened mirroring her own lack of aggression though ready to move at a moment's notice.
“But let's say we humor you and see what this deal is. Do you really think it's worth the hassle when we already deal with Dragons well enough? My guys could easily end you all where you stand I wouldn’t need to lift a finger.``
Yuto, curious as to why he wasn’t already hearing gunshots, poked his head out of the warehouse to sneak a peek at the situation. His eyes narrowed at the woman currently talking to Snake. He couldn’t quite pick up what they were saying… so that only left one option for him.
Sating his curiosity, he stepped out of the warehouse, ignoring Snake’s…. Ahem advice to stay hidden. Yuto found himself jogging up just a ways behind his superior, eyeing the cop lady the whole time. The eye on his forehead narrowed in suspicion, staring daggers at her. He did his best impersonation of a new york detective, “So… you’re the seeker eh? Comin to scoop around our territory eh? I see I see.” He said nothing more as he crossed his arms, feigning a serious expression on his face.
Meanwhile, Sang-Cheol was still busy making molotovs. He had at least three dozen of them ready and more to come. At any initiation, Sang-Cheol would be set off and burn the entire dock down at a moment. That probably wasn’t what Snake had in mind, but Sang-Cheol was too far in the deep end to care about what Snake wanted at this point.
He needed to get rid of a few pests such as Yuto. The police would be a nice bonus if they were dumb enough to stay, and seeing some cruisers explode would relieve some of the stress he had accumulated throughout the day. A small fire emitted from Sang-Cheol’s fingertip. He was itching to throw a molotov at a moment's notice.
The woman threw a brief glance at Yuto as she spotted him jogging up, responding to Snake, “I’m well acquainted with what the Serpents are capable of. As for the information on the Dragons… who says we aren’t using it right at this very moment? We could make your struggle… easier. Just call off your King’s kidnapping session, and we could have a deal.” She smiled softly. A stray breeze rustled amongst the group.
He could almost laugh, but that wouldn’t do anything for diplomacy. It seemed the Captain wasn’t quite as informed as she thought she was.
“The fact that you think anyone has the power to call off Yuudai is admirable and foolish. What do you think this is? I just call and he’ll come running? I assume you have some sense left so what is it you really want? Let's be realistic here and maybe we can both benefit. But first I gotta know that your info isn’t going to be useless if you’re asking me to face my own King.”
A confirmed name. A small twitch upwards to the corner of her lips. “Oh, how silly of me. You’re right. Then how about this… answer some of my questions about that special… object you have and you can have a bunch of Dragon names, potentials… addresses and numbers— we have quite a bit here.” She tapped her forehead lightly with her polished finger.
“Object? What? Uh…”
For the life of him Caio couldn’t imagine anything he owned that would be worth any value, whether that value be monetary or otherwise. But if she was being so elusive about it then with the right information he might be able to twist this in their favor. Nothing like free information right? He did his best to steel his face into a stone cold exterior looking every bit like he knew what he was talking about.
“Who told you about it. Did they even tell you what it was?”
Yuto tilted his head in confusion, each of his eyes slowly blinking one after the other. What was this lady talking about? Hmp, well Yuto supposed- as a Rookie, he wouldn’t really know what was going on anyway. He nodded his head, confirming his speculation as he glanced at Snake. An admired expression bloomed across Yuto’s face. His boss was so smart.
A sweet smile graced the woman’s features, “I can’t give away my informant, now can I? Do we have a deal? Dragon information for my questions answered.”
He didn’t want to agree too quickly to a deal he couldn’t finagle, but if he made it work then he would gain information for no cost. Hell he might have a win-win on his hands if he could figure out just what it was she wanted so badly. After all, if a captain wanted it then well… it had to be important.
“Prove to me you know the basics then. What is it? No point in me trading info if your informant can’t even get the basics. You don’t have to go into detail, just something that shows you know what you’re asking for.”
“An accessory.”
An accessory? Did he look like the kind to wear necklaces, pins, or cutesy clips? He twirled his ring around his finger discreetly. He’d only ever worn the one ring…
“Fine, name your price what do you wanna know”
Yuto’s eyes trailed away from the conversation, finally losing interest in whatever nonsense this cop lady had to say. An accessory? How boring… he would’ve thought she was looking for a hostage or something more…. Interesting.
Suddenly, Yuto’s eyes caught sight of a small movement in the corner of his vision. He slowly angled his head for a better view, tilting it slightly in curiosity. He hummed to himself, all three eyes squinting to try and see better. Wait.. he recognized that clothing. It was the Sang-man! Yuto’s eyes brightened, a slow smile creeping onto his face. With a quiet giggle, he skipped away from Snake and the pest, making his way over. As he reached just a few feet away, he hunched down, then launched himself into the air, laughing joyfully. He landed just beside Sang-Cheol, crouching down and pressing the gun he stole from Snake to the side of his face, yelling in his ear, “HEY SANG MAN! WHATCHA DOIN FRIENDO?!” He laughed and clapped Sang’s back, completely unaware if anything was wrong.
As the three eyed man, obviously an HP what with that third eye on his forehead, walked off, the woman used her peripheral vision to keep an eye on him. An amused glint sparkled in her eyes as she responded to Snake, “Where did you find it?”
“Out of the way, nothing more than an old crone’s house. She was real ticked off when she heard I stole her necklace. Too bad too it sold for a pretty penny”
Sang-Cheol’s concentration broke as he felt something pat him on the back. He froze. Why was this happening? How did they know he was here? What were the other doings? For the love of God please don’t tell me the one that was patting him on the back-
It was Yuto.
Yuto who just revealed his location to the cops and everyone else to see.
“Yuto…” Sang-Cheol said as he let out a soft growl. The match inside him was finally lit, but before that he remembered something.
All his past conversations with his therapists slowly flowed into his mind.
“Mr. Man, remember, breath in and breathe out. Relax and recount to three.”
“If you feel stressed, recount a mantra. Like reciting the national anthem, or thinking about happy thoughts.”
“Remember, Mr. Man, violence isn’t always the answer. There are ways to resolve the situation.”
His therapist was a sage beyond his time, or a therapist doing his job well, so under three seconds, Sang-Cheol faithfully followed his instructions.
He was breathing correctly and softly, yes, as ragged breaths of rage and contempt entered and left his system.
The mantra he made for this situation was very effective in this situation. It was like, “I’M GOING TO KILL YOU, I’M GOING TO KILL YUTO, I’M GOING TO KILL YUTO,’ and the thoughts of him incinerating, burning, strangling, cremating, burning him again were cycled through his mind.
And the final one. It was sound advice, but there was one flaw. He remembered looking through a forum on the internet for ways to ‘calmly’ resolve a situation and one post stuck out to him.
“Violence isn’t an answer, it’s a question-”
“And it must be done.” Sang-Cheol growled as he rose up. Grabbing Yuto, he threw him out of the alleyway they were hiding and dragged out the dozens of molotovs he had made in the alley. In under a second, one of them lit and Sang-Cheol raised his arm.
“BURN, BURN, BURN TO THE GROUND, BURN, BURN TO THE GROUND,”
“Now, I can’t give all of this information on something where… it doesn’t seem to be the full truth. How about a more specific location? And when you found it?” The Captain said to Snake. She could very much hear the escalating situation with Yuto and Sang-cheol nearby.
—--
“Say, when are we going in?” One of the snakes said as they awaited outside the entry point. They were waiting outside the dock area awaiting orders.
“When we get to it. Snake told us very clearly, he’d give us a signal to go in,” Another snake, most likely a more senior officer, said from another car.
“But, it’s been too long. I’ll have you know I missed out on a good garage sale this afternoon to attend this meeting.”
“You had a good garage sale? I still haven’t eaten breakfast!”
“You guys had something to look forward to too?”
“Shut it!” One of the senior officers said. “Look, we’re going to stay here until we get single, otherwise-”
FRRRRRRROAH
A big explosion was heard and cackling was soon follow after. The snakes turned around from their bickering as the saw a consuming flame over at the docks. The docks were brighter than a birthday cake being celebrated at New Years Eve.
One of the snakes turned to the other and whispered to each other, “Was that the signal?” There was a slight pause before they all jumped in their cars.
“LET’S GO! LET’S FUCK UP THOSE DAMN COPS!” They yelled as they drove to surround the cops from behind.
The cops that were surrounding the docks were now surrounded by Serpents. The officers filed out of their vehicles as they tried to keep them at bay, attempt to arrest any of the Serpents, but ideally, maybe, accidentally find some get caught in an unfortunate incident in the shootout and pass on.
—--------
He wished he could say he had calculated this possibility. But while he knew Sang-Cheol had anger problems he also knew he had a brain. He had failed to calculate the sheer intensity Yuto would drag out. WORSE YET HIS GANG WERE IDIOTS.
“For fucks sake.”
Sang-Cheol meanwhile was throwing molotovs in a frenzy. The molotovs were thrown at Yuto, then at the Police, then at Snake, and then literally everywhere else. The buildings were on fire and the ground itself was paved in flames as Sang-Cheol threw molotovs in every direction.
Yuto’s eyes widened in surprise as he was tossed. What was this? Was Sang finally playing with him?! Yuto’s iris’s dilated, a buzzing energy crawling up from his toes, spine, all the way to the tippity top of his head. The three eyed man’s mouth fell open, a maniacal laugh reverberating out of him. “HAHAHHAAHA THATS IT! LETS PLAY THEN SANG MAN!” Yuto felt nothing but excitement through his veins as fire consumed his vision. However, his eyes were locked onto his target, his playmate. He could feel the fire eating away at his clothes, singing his skin, but he didn’t mind. It only added to the fire inside of him.
With a teeth baring smile, Yuto launched himself towards Sang, attempting to shove him to the floor where no fire was currently touching.
In an instant when Sang-Cheol wasn’t looking, the world whirled around him and his back met the solid ground. When he looked up, he met the spider-eyed freak, known as Yuto, in the eyes and immediately growled. “Yuto! YOU FUCKING IDIOT!” He roared as immediately, his hands went for the throat.
Rationally, at this range, Sang-Cheol would have used his flames to incinerate the very flammable Yuto. However, he wasn’t thinking straight as the order from burning to strangling. In a death grip, he attempted to suffocate Yuto. “WHY THE FUCK, DID YOU COME TO ME? YOU COULD HAVE DONE LITERALLY ANYTHING ELSE, ASIDE FROM REVEALING MY LOCATION!” Sang-Cheol said as he attempted to switch positions.
Snake took a few quick jumps back as he worked to keep distance between himself and the wildly thrown Molotovs barely managing to keep his eyes on the police that were now moving in closer. Whatever deal they could have had was clearly shattering.
“MATCHSTICKS WATCH YOUR DAMN AIMING.”
The policewoman sidestepped a stray Molotov, a gentle smile still plain in her face. She hadn’t removed her gaze from Snake all the while as she avoided stray flames in casual movements. What she may have thought about the idiotic Serpents wouldn’t really be gleaned but she was absolutely cackling on the inside.
A giggle barely managed to escape Yuto’s throat as his back scraped against the floor. It almost seemed like Sang man wanted to kill him! Yuto could tell his oxygen was cutoff at this point, but he couldn’t take away the toothy grin on his face even if he tried. He clawed at Sang-Cheol’s arms, Yuto’s whispered giggling like he would if he was being tickled to death. With his lungs burning, he kneed Sang’s gut, trying to get him off.
Due to Sang-Cheol’s irregular breathing, the wind was taken out of him and he prematurely released Yuto from his grasp. “WHY AREN’T YOU SAYING ANYTHING, DAMN IT!” With that, he got back straight up. His hands were already numb from his previous work and lighting all of those molotovs, but that wasn’t going to stop him.
Through sheer will and hatred, he aimed his fingertips at Yuto. “JUST BURN ALREADY!” With that streams of fires emerged from his fingertips. The seated forward like a torrent of flames at the Spider-Man.
Still, on the ground, Yuto took in quick breaths to soothe his aching lungs. All of a sudden, fire was coming his way. Forcing himself to lunge to the side, the fire scorched his bicep just as he sprung back up. His vision was starting to become hazy, thanks to the lack of oxygen and the smoke filling his nostrils. But that didn’t mean that he wanted this to end just yet.
Taking as big of a breath as he could, he lifted his hand palm side up. White web shot from his fingertip, on Sang’s hand. The fire was just too much of a hassle to deal with. Plus- this made things fair for their game~ no one likes a cheater. Giggling to himself, he surged forward once again, grabbing the collar of Sang’s shirt. He reached into his pocket to search for Snake’s gun, only to find it had been knocked a ways away from when Sang strangled him. Damnit.
Thank god it seemed the idiot of the bunch dropped his gun, he could only imagine how much more this could turn sideways if they started shooting each other. He made a quick stride forwards trying to make the gun. He needed something ranged considering they just lit the fuse of the powder keg. Still the chaos was far away enough that he could try to salvage the deal and not leave empty-handed.
“Cutie you want a location? Sure but you’ll never reach it. It’s deep in serpent territory 102°250°.”
He spat out coordinates not intendending to give more than he got. A deal was only as good as what you could do with it after all. The Dragons info, while nice, did nothing for their bottom line or the Serpents in general… but knowing the potentials of an entire gang? That could help with his own personal goals.
A slight head tilt. Coordinates. That was more narrowed down than she expected. A hum passed her lips. The wind brushed licking flames closer. The bright blaze flashed off her badge as she pulled something from her pocket. A USB, which she tossed at Snake, “Appreciate the deal.” The attempt to get any more out of this would be difficult. Especially if a shootout occurred or something… exploded.
Besides—
She tossed the USB in Snake’s direction, “This way you don’t need to try to remember all of the data. It’s all on that. Here’s a fun tidbit. Orbit is named Kanna, a person you all call a ‘Jack.’ Quite the heavyweight or a feather when she wants to be.”
He tilted his head to the side at the information. Wasn’t quite what he was looking for but he had plenty of others to scourge through. Someone has to have some form of healing or reversal power that would interact better with his own victim’s situations.
“Sure, whatever. Have fun. I have idiots to clean up.”
The woman shrugged, but turned around to return to her vehicle, “As do I.” She could hear her radio going off… talking about the pink-bombed situation that was happening with her Second.
The flames were shot upwards, but Sang-Cheol’s anger grew exponentially. But by that moment, Yuto had already closed the distance. Letting out a rather unsavory growl, his eyes followed Yuto’s hand. He didn’t know what he wanted to grab, but he didn’t want to bet at the end of it. In a fit of rage, he smashed his head against Yuto’s and tried to kick him away.
Taking out his own gun, he aimed it at Yuto and began shooting his clip full of lead.
Was that a fucking gun? Snake was going to wind up ending them if they wound up ending one of each other. He stomped out some fire nearby working to clear a path.
Before Yuto could move away or dodge, bullets were already shooting at him. He ducked to the side, but winced when a few bullets landed on his ribcage. He collapsed on the ground. Thankfully, he wasn’t normal, or else he’d probably be dead. Struggling to get himself up, he was eventually successful, his eyes shooting to glare daggers at Sang. Yuto’s mood had shifted. Oh how he hated guns. With a quiet snarl, he lunged for Sang once again, baring his teeth in an attempt to bite Sang’s neck.
Shit, he already ran out of ammo. Sang-Cheol had unloaded the entire clip at where Yuto was and didn’t have time to reload as Yuto came at him like the rabid animal he was. Sang-Cheol shoved his useless forearm into Yuto’s mouth. “Motherfucker, I got you now!” Dropping his gun, he took out a good reliable brass knuckle. He let out a big swing at Yuto’s head.
Before Yuto could clamp his teeth down and inject his venom, something extremely hard was knocked over the side of his skull. His head was tossed to the side, blood trickling down and soaking in his hair, matting it. Yuto let out a loud, painful groan, clutching his head and hunching over. It felt like he was stabbed in the side of his skull. He panted out a painful breath, squeezing all three of his eyes shut.
Suddenly, a flashback emerged behind his eyelids. The warehouse…. His siblings. He could vividly picture Kota and him.. fighting. Kota flew above him, his bee wings a blur. He could see his expression… Kota looked… sad. Scared. Yuto could tell he didn’t want to do this. But their parents were here. They couldn’t disappoint them. One of them had to die. And Yuto was going to make sure that it wasn’t him, no matter the cost. Kota zoomed towards him just as Yuto stuck a string of web to the ceiling and lifted himself forward, Kota and Yuto a hair’s breadth away from colliding and- He remembered this. Oh god how he wanted to forget. Why did it have to come back and haunt him now? This was not the time for that- nor will it ever be. His eyes snapped open, and he stumbled on his feet, barely managing to catch himself. He was still clutching his head, hunched over. Yuto could feel tears pricking his eyes. He began muttering under his breath, uncontrollably, “no…. No… no no… nonononononononono!” Yuto sobbed, hot tears running down his face. His body collapsed on the floor. His knees lifted to his chest, and he cradled his head in a defensive manner. “No no nonononono!….” Sobs we’re wracking his body. He couldn’t stop even if he tried.
Sang-Cheol being the voice of peace and pacifist in this situation only did the right thing, in his mind, in this situation. With another swing of a brass knuckle, he proceeded to knock out Yuto. With ragged breaths, he was about to do more, but hesitated. “Fucking damnit…” Sang-Cheol said as he pushed his sunglasses against the bridge of his nose.
Putting his gun and knuckle back into his pocket, he grabbed the back of Yuto’s shirt. “Sorry Snake, but I’m going to back out with Yuto right now,” Sang-Cheol yelled above the flames. “Fucking rookies…” With a curse, he began to drag Yuto out of the area. He had practically set the entire dock on fire, but if he was careful enough, he should get them out of the fire’s way.
The sound of a skirmish on the outskirts alerted him to the other serpents coming in as backup. Even more gunfire rained. Well they had what they wanted and set enough cops on fire…
“SANG GRAB THE CAR.”
He dragged out the communicator once more.
“Serpents fall back, we’re done here.”
The sound of a radio beeped, “Enough. We’re going to help Vargfang clean up.”
He didn’t know if he should be grateful because Yuto stealing his gun at least meant that he was being serious or if he should just be offended by the clear ass grab. Luckily he didn’t have time to deal with that as he dropped further into slight cover. A knife wasn’t the best thing to have as your only weapon but he’d manage. If nothing else the others were solid weapons.
“Why don’t you come out and we can discuss business. This doesn’t need to start in violence.”
And she was here. He took a step out without glancing to where the others were to avoid throwing any suspicion that they may have less numbers than expected.
“Oh yeah huh? Doesn’t need to start in violence?”
He kicked debris as he walked out from the side of a warehouse.
“Whatcha offering that would make not blowing you off the face of the docks a better option here?”
“How about… information on the Dragons. We’ve got quite a bit of it and it can be all yours… if you listen and take our deal.” The woman smiled as she watched the Queen approach, her stance holding no aggression.
Unless the Serpents make her.
The people in their own police vehicles stayed within them, though they were poised to exit quickly if necessary.
“Come off it. If you had Dragons' information then why the hell aren’t you using it against them?”
His stance adjusted slightly as he crossed his arms over his chest, loosely holding the knife in his right hand. Despite the slight shift to a more closed posture the tension held in his body lessened mirroring her own lack of aggression though ready to move at a moment's notice.
“But let's say we humor you and see what this deal is. Do you really think it's worth the hassle when we already deal with Dragons well enough? My guys could easily end you all where you stand I wouldn’t need to lift a finger.``
Yuto, curious as to why he wasn’t already hearing gunshots, poked his head out of the warehouse to sneak a peek at the situation. His eyes narrowed at the woman currently talking to Snake. He couldn’t quite pick up what they were saying… so that only left one option for him.
Sating his curiosity, he stepped out of the warehouse, ignoring Snake’s…. Ahem advice to stay hidden. Yuto found himself jogging up just a ways behind his superior, eyeing the cop lady the whole time. The eye on his forehead narrowed in suspicion, staring daggers at her. He did his best impersonation of a new york detective, “So… you’re the seeker eh? Comin to scoop around our territory eh? I see I see.” He said nothing more as he crossed his arms, feigning a serious expression on his face.
Meanwhile, Sang-Cheol was still busy making molotovs. He had at least three dozen of them ready and more to come. At any initiation, Sang-Cheol would be set off and burn the entire dock down at a moment. That probably wasn’t what Snake had in mind, but Sang-Cheol was too far in the deep end to care about what Snake wanted at this point.
He needed to get rid of a few pests such as Yuto. The police would be a nice bonus if they were dumb enough to stay, and seeing some cruisers explode would relieve some of the stress he had accumulated throughout the day. A small fire emitted from Sang-Cheol’s fingertip. He was itching to throw a molotov at a moment's notice.
The woman threw a brief glance at Yuto as she spotted him jogging up, responding to Snake, “I’m well acquainted with what the Serpents are capable of. As for the information on the Dragons… who says we aren’t using it right at this very moment? We could make your struggle… easier. Just call off your King’s kidnapping session, and we could have a deal.” She smiled softly. A stray breeze rustled amongst the group.
He could almost laugh, but that wouldn’t do anything for diplomacy. It seemed the Captain wasn’t quite as informed as she thought she was.
“The fact that you think anyone has the power to call off Yuudai is admirable and foolish. What do you think this is? I just call and he’ll come running? I assume you have some sense left so what is it you really want? Let's be realistic here and maybe we can both benefit. But first I gotta know that your info isn’t going to be useless if you’re asking me to face my own King.”
A confirmed name. A small twitch upwards to the corner of her lips. “Oh, how silly of me. You’re right. Then how about this… answer some of my questions about that special… object you have and you can have a bunch of Dragon names, potentials… addresses and numbers— we have quite a bit here.” She tapped her forehead lightly with her polished finger.
“Object? What? Uh…”
For the life of him Caio couldn’t imagine anything he owned that would be worth any value, whether that value be monetary or otherwise. But if she was being so elusive about it then with the right information he might be able to twist this in their favor. Nothing like free information right? He did his best to steel his face into a stone cold exterior looking every bit like he knew what he was talking about.
“Who told you about it. Did they even tell you what it was?”
Yuto tilted his head in confusion, each of his eyes slowly blinking one after the other. What was this lady talking about? Hmp, well Yuto supposed- as a Rookie, he wouldn’t really know what was going on anyway. He nodded his head, confirming his speculation as he glanced at Snake. An admired expression bloomed across Yuto’s face. His boss was so smart.
A sweet smile graced the woman’s features, “I can’t give away my informant, now can I? Do we have a deal? Dragon information for my questions answered.”
He didn’t want to agree too quickly to a deal he couldn’t finagle, but if he made it work then he would gain information for no cost. Hell he might have a win-win on his hands if he could figure out just what it was she wanted so badly. After all, if a captain wanted it then well… it had to be important.
“Prove to me you know the basics then. What is it? No point in me trading info if your informant can’t even get the basics. You don’t have to go into detail, just something that shows you know what you’re asking for.”
“An accessory.”
An accessory? Did he look like the kind to wear necklaces, pins, or cutesy clips? He twirled his ring around his finger discreetly. He’d only ever worn the one ring…
“Fine, name your price what do you wanna know”
Yuto’s eyes trailed away from the conversation, finally losing interest in whatever nonsense this cop lady had to say. An accessory? How boring… he would’ve thought she was looking for a hostage or something more…. Interesting.
Suddenly, Yuto’s eyes caught sight of a small movement in the corner of his vision. He slowly angled his head for a better view, tilting it slightly in curiosity. He hummed to himself, all three eyes squinting to try and see better. Wait.. he recognized that clothing. It was the Sang-man! Yuto’s eyes brightened, a slow smile creeping onto his face. With a quiet giggle, he skipped away from Snake and the pest, making his way over. As he reached just a few feet away, he hunched down, then launched himself into the air, laughing joyfully. He landed just beside Sang-Cheol, crouching down and pressing the gun he stole from Snake to the side of his face, yelling in his ear, “HEY SANG MAN! WHATCHA DOIN FRIENDO?!” He laughed and clapped Sang’s back, completely unaware if anything was wrong.
As the three eyed man, obviously an HP what with that third eye on his forehead, walked off, the woman used her peripheral vision to keep an eye on him. An amused glint sparkled in her eyes as she responded to Snake, “Where did you find it?”
“Out of the way, nothing more than an old crone’s house. She was real ticked off when she heard I stole her necklace. Too bad too it sold for a pretty penny”
Sang-Cheol’s concentration broke as he felt something pat him on the back. He froze. Why was this happening? How did they know he was here? What were the other doings? For the love of God please don’t tell me the one that was patting him on the back-
It was Yuto.
Yuto who just revealed his location to the cops and everyone else to see.
“Yuto…” Sang-Cheol said as he let out a soft growl. The match inside him was finally lit, but before that he remembered something.
All his past conversations with his therapists slowly flowed into his mind.
“Mr. Man, remember, breath in and breathe out. Relax and recount to three.”
“If you feel stressed, recount a mantra. Like reciting the national anthem, or thinking about happy thoughts.”
“Remember, Mr. Man, violence isn’t always the answer. There are ways to resolve the situation.”
His therapist was a sage beyond his time, or a therapist doing his job well, so under three seconds, Sang-Cheol faithfully followed his instructions.
He was breathing correctly and softly, yes, as ragged breaths of rage and contempt entered and left his system.
The mantra he made for this situation was very effective in this situation. It was like, “I’M GOING TO KILL YOU, I’M GOING TO KILL YUTO, I’M GOING TO KILL YUTO,’ and the thoughts of him incinerating, burning, strangling, cremating, burning him again were cycled through his mind.
And the final one. It was sound advice, but there was one flaw. He remembered looking through a forum on the internet for ways to ‘calmly’ resolve a situation and one post stuck out to him.
“Violence isn’t an answer, it’s a question-”
“And it must be done.” Sang-Cheol growled as he rose up. Grabbing Yuto, he threw him out of the alleyway they were hiding and dragged out the dozens of molotovs he had made in the alley. In under a second, one of them lit and Sang-Cheol raised his arm.
“BURN, BURN, BURN TO THE GROUND, BURN, BURN TO THE GROUND,”
“Now, I can’t give all of this information on something where… it doesn’t seem to be the full truth. How about a more specific location? And when you found it?” The Captain said to Snake. She could very much hear the escalating situation with Yuto and Sang-cheol nearby.
—--
“Say, when are we going in?” One of the snakes said as they awaited outside the entry point. They were waiting outside the dock area awaiting orders.
“When we get to it. Snake told us very clearly, he’d give us a signal to go in,” Another snake, most likely a more senior officer, said from another car.
“But, it’s been too long. I’ll have you know I missed out on a good garage sale this afternoon to attend this meeting.”
“You had a good garage sale? I still haven’t eaten breakfast!”
“You guys had something to look forward to too?”
“Shut it!” One of the senior officers said. “Look, we’re going to stay here until we get single, otherwise-”
FRRRRRRROAH
A big explosion was heard and cackling was soon follow after. The snakes turned around from their bickering as the saw a consuming flame over at the docks. The docks were brighter than a birthday cake being celebrated at New Years Eve.
One of the snakes turned to the other and whispered to each other, “Was that the signal?” There was a slight pause before they all jumped in their cars.
“LET’S GO! LET’S FUCK UP THOSE DAMN COPS!” They yelled as they drove to surround the cops from behind.
The cops that were surrounding the docks were now surrounded by Serpents. The officers filed out of their vehicles as they tried to keep them at bay, attempt to arrest any of the Serpents, but ideally, maybe, accidentally find some get caught in an unfortunate incident in the shootout and pass on.
—--------
He wished he could say he had calculated this possibility. But while he knew Sang-Cheol had anger problems he also knew he had a brain. He had failed to calculate the sheer intensity Yuto would drag out. WORSE YET HIS GANG WERE IDIOTS.
“For fucks sake.”
Sang-Cheol meanwhile was throwing molotovs in a frenzy. The molotovs were thrown at Yuto, then at the Police, then at Snake, and then literally everywhere else. The buildings were on fire and the ground itself was paved in flames as Sang-Cheol threw molotovs in every direction.
Yuto’s eyes widened in surprise as he was tossed. What was this? Was Sang finally playing with him?! Yuto’s iris’s dilated, a buzzing energy crawling up from his toes, spine, all the way to the tippity top of his head. The three eyed man’s mouth fell open, a maniacal laugh reverberating out of him. “HAHAHHAAHA THATS IT! LETS PLAY THEN SANG MAN!” Yuto felt nothing but excitement through his veins as fire consumed his vision. However, his eyes were locked onto his target, his playmate. He could feel the fire eating away at his clothes, singing his skin, but he didn’t mind. It only added to the fire inside of him.
With a teeth baring smile, Yuto launched himself towards Sang, attempting to shove him to the floor where no fire was currently touching.
In an instant when Sang-Cheol wasn’t looking, the world whirled around him and his back met the solid ground. When he looked up, he met the spider-eyed freak, known as Yuto, in the eyes and immediately growled. “Yuto! YOU FUCKING IDIOT!” He roared as immediately, his hands went for the throat.
Rationally, at this range, Sang-Cheol would have used his flames to incinerate the very flammable Yuto. However, he wasn’t thinking straight as the order from burning to strangling. In a death grip, he attempted to suffocate Yuto. “WHY THE FUCK, DID YOU COME TO ME? YOU COULD HAVE DONE LITERALLY ANYTHING ELSE, ASIDE FROM REVEALING MY LOCATION!” Sang-Cheol said as he attempted to switch positions.
Snake took a few quick jumps back as he worked to keep distance between himself and the wildly thrown Molotovs barely managing to keep his eyes on the police that were now moving in closer. Whatever deal they could have had was clearly shattering.
“MATCHSTICKS WATCH YOUR DAMN AIMING.”
The policewoman sidestepped a stray Molotov, a gentle smile still plain in her face. She hadn’t removed her gaze from Snake all the while as she avoided stray flames in casual movements. What she may have thought about the idiotic Serpents wouldn’t really be gleaned but she was absolutely cackling on the inside.
A giggle barely managed to escape Yuto’s throat as his back scraped against the floor. It almost seemed like Sang man wanted to kill him! Yuto could tell his oxygen was cutoff at this point, but he couldn’t take away the toothy grin on his face even if he tried. He clawed at Sang-Cheol’s arms, Yuto’s whispered giggling like he would if he was being tickled to death. With his lungs burning, he kneed Sang’s gut, trying to get him off.
Due to Sang-Cheol’s irregular breathing, the wind was taken out of him and he prematurely released Yuto from his grasp. “WHY AREN’T YOU SAYING ANYTHING, DAMN IT!” With that, he got back straight up. His hands were already numb from his previous work and lighting all of those molotovs, but that wasn’t going to stop him.
Through sheer will and hatred, he aimed his fingertips at Yuto. “JUST BURN ALREADY!” With that streams of fires emerged from his fingertips. The seated forward like a torrent of flames at the Spider-Man.
Still, on the ground, Yuto took in quick breaths to soothe his aching lungs. All of a sudden, fire was coming his way. Forcing himself to lunge to the side, the fire scorched his bicep just as he sprung back up. His vision was starting to become hazy, thanks to the lack of oxygen and the smoke filling his nostrils. But that didn’t mean that he wanted this to end just yet.
Taking as big of a breath as he could, he lifted his hand palm side up. White web shot from his fingertip, on Sang’s hand. The fire was just too much of a hassle to deal with. Plus- this made things fair for their game~ no one likes a cheater. Giggling to himself, he surged forward once again, grabbing the collar of Sang’s shirt. He reached into his pocket to search for Snake’s gun, only to find it had been knocked a ways away from when Sang strangled him. Damnit.
Thank god it seemed the idiot of the bunch dropped his gun, he could only imagine how much more this could turn sideways if they started shooting each other. He made a quick stride forwards trying to make the gun. He needed something ranged considering they just lit the fuse of the powder keg. Still the chaos was far away enough that he could try to salvage the deal and not leave empty-handed.
“Cutie you want a location? Sure but you’ll never reach it. It’s deep in serpent territory 102°250°.”
He spat out coordinates not intendending to give more than he got. A deal was only as good as what you could do with it after all. The Dragons info, while nice, did nothing for their bottom line or the Serpents in general… but knowing the potentials of an entire gang? That could help with his own personal goals.
A slight head tilt. Coordinates. That was more narrowed down than she expected. A hum passed her lips. The wind brushed licking flames closer. The bright blaze flashed off her badge as she pulled something from her pocket. A USB, which she tossed at Snake, “Appreciate the deal.” The attempt to get any more out of this would be difficult. Especially if a shootout occurred or something… exploded.
Besides—
She tossed the USB in Snake’s direction, “This way you don’t need to try to remember all of the data. It’s all on that. Here’s a fun tidbit. Orbit is named Kanna, a person you all call a ‘Jack.’ Quite the heavyweight or a feather when she wants to be.”
He tilted his head to the side at the information. Wasn’t quite what he was looking for but he had plenty of others to scourge through. Someone has to have some form of healing or reversal power that would interact better with his own victim’s situations.
“Sure, whatever. Have fun. I have idiots to clean up.”
The woman shrugged, but turned around to return to her vehicle, “As do I.” She could hear her radio going off… talking about the pink-bombed situation that was happening with her Second.
The flames were shot upwards, but Sang-Cheol’s anger grew exponentially. But by that moment, Yuto had already closed the distance. Letting out a rather unsavory growl, his eyes followed Yuto’s hand. He didn’t know what he wanted to grab, but he didn’t want to bet at the end of it. In a fit of rage, he smashed his head against Yuto’s and tried to kick him away.
Taking out his own gun, he aimed it at Yuto and began shooting his clip full of lead.
Was that a fucking gun? Snake was going to wind up ending them if they wound up ending one of each other. He stomped out some fire nearby working to clear a path.
Before Yuto could move away or dodge, bullets were already shooting at him. He ducked to the side, but winced when a few bullets landed on his ribcage. He collapsed on the ground. Thankfully, he wasn’t normal, or else he’d probably be dead. Struggling to get himself up, he was eventually successful, his eyes shooting to glare daggers at Sang. Yuto’s mood had shifted. Oh how he hated guns. With a quiet snarl, he lunged for Sang once again, baring his teeth in an attempt to bite Sang’s neck.
Shit, he already ran out of ammo. Sang-Cheol had unloaded the entire clip at where Yuto was and didn’t have time to reload as Yuto came at him like the rabid animal he was. Sang-Cheol shoved his useless forearm into Yuto’s mouth. “Motherfucker, I got you now!” Dropping his gun, he took out a good reliable brass knuckle. He let out a big swing at Yuto’s head.
Before Yuto could clamp his teeth down and inject his venom, something extremely hard was knocked over the side of his skull. His head was tossed to the side, blood trickling down and soaking in his hair, matting it. Yuto let out a loud, painful groan, clutching his head and hunching over. It felt like he was stabbed in the side of his skull. He panted out a painful breath, squeezing all three of his eyes shut.
Suddenly, a flashback emerged behind his eyelids. The warehouse…. His siblings. He could vividly picture Kota and him.. fighting. Kota flew above him, his bee wings a blur. He could see his expression… Kota looked… sad. Scared. Yuto could tell he didn’t want to do this. But their parents were here. They couldn’t disappoint them. One of them had to die. And Yuto was going to make sure that it wasn’t him, no matter the cost. Kota zoomed towards him just as Yuto stuck a string of web to the ceiling and lifted himself forward, Kota and Yuto a hair’s breadth away from colliding and- He remembered this. Oh god how he wanted to forget. Why did it have to come back and haunt him now? This was not the time for that- nor will it ever be. His eyes snapped open, and he stumbled on his feet, barely managing to catch himself. He was still clutching his head, hunched over. Yuto could feel tears pricking his eyes. He began muttering under his breath, uncontrollably, “no…. No… no no… nonononononononono!” Yuto sobbed, hot tears running down his face. His body collapsed on the floor. His knees lifted to his chest, and he cradled his head in a defensive manner. “No no nonononono!….” Sobs we’re wracking his body. He couldn’t stop even if he tried.
Sang-Cheol being the voice of peace and pacifist in this situation only did the right thing, in his mind, in this situation. With another swing of a brass knuckle, he proceeded to knock out Yuto. With ragged breaths, he was about to do more, but hesitated. “Fucking damnit…” Sang-Cheol said as he pushed his sunglasses against the bridge of his nose.
Putting his gun and knuckle back into his pocket, he grabbed the back of Yuto’s shirt. “Sorry Snake, but I’m going to back out with Yuto right now,” Sang-Cheol yelled above the flames. “Fucking rookies…” With a curse, he began to drag Yuto out of the area. He had practically set the entire dock on fire, but if he was careful enough, he should get them out of the fire’s way.
The sound of a skirmish on the outskirts alerted him to the other serpents coming in as backup. Even more gunfire rained. Well they had what they wanted and set enough cops on fire…
“SANG GRAB THE CAR.”
He dragged out the communicator once more.
“Serpents fall back, we’re done here.”
The sound of a radio beeped, “Enough. We’re going to help Vargfang clean up.”
Elenion Aura
One Thousand Club
DRAGON'S
SCENE:
Dragons Arc 1: Scene 4 [Reckoning]
LOCATION:
East District
PARTICIPANTS:
Ruri, Jesper, Kanna, Shen
Elenion Aura
One Thousand Club
TIGER'S
SCENE:
Tigers Arc 1: Scene 3 [The High Life]
LOCATION:
The Board Room, Tiger HQ, West District
PARTICIPANTS:
Isobel, Elias, Callahan, Ezra
Doctor Llamabean
*winks at Markus*
Elenion Aura
One Thousand Club
SERPENT & TIGER'S
SCENE:
Maybe The True Free Real Estate Was The Friends We Made In Low Places Along The Way
LOCATION:
Ruins, Mach Sling Bowling Alley, Central District
PARTICIPANTS:
Anna, August, Bash, Dante, Darius, Lucy, Raphael, Reina, Vincent
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Taigakitt
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End of We'll Do It Live
Collab With: Yuudai (me) | Green and Blue Haired NPCs (
Elenion Aura
)
Interactions: Kisara (
simj26
) | Delynn (
Mook-LandStrider
) | Tri (
Damafaud
)
Collab With: Yuudai (me) | Green and Blue Haired NPCs (
Elenion Aura
)Interactions: Kisara (
simj26
) | Delynn (
Mook-LandStrider
) | Tri (
Damafaud
)<<< Remember
As Yuudai loomed over the smaller policewoman, aggressively flirting with her, she was trying to back away, but the Beast had a claw hooked into her belt loop. She’ll get to leave when Yuudai says she gets to leave. There were other police surrounding him, but they were terrified to make a move when she was in his grasp. One wrong move on their part, and he could have her torn to pieces. She must be Potential-less, just based on the actions surrounding him. That or… his reputation preceded him.
It seemed things were starting to come to a close. He threw a thumbs up at Tri who agreed to visit the strip club later. It felt like a victory was on the horizon, so they could have a victory party.
He briefly wondered if Diamond was available–
Meanwhile, Vargfang and Tri were having a staredown. Tri poked the werewolf with the Lovemaker 2000, the werewolf smashed it and then found himself covered in more pink smoke and blinded by a flashbang.
Tri’s call for Yuudai grabbed the King’s attention. Looking away from the policewoman to assess the situation, he smirked and shifted into a bear once more. He grabbed the woman and held her over his head and roared to get the policewolf’s attention. The woman quaked under his paws and she screamed. She felt so fragile.
Vargfang’s ears twitched back at the distressed scream of a coworker, swiveling his head to try and get a read on the situation. His pupils were shrunken down and he was still seeing spots from the flashbang, but was able to pick up pieces and parts of what was going on.
It was enough of a distraction that Tri and the vehicle of hostages were off.
A frustrated growl escaped Vargfang as he wiped his eyes and stood up, fur standing on end from neck all the way down to his tail.
“Alright fuckers, hostages are unfortunately out of the situation. Retreat!” The tall, menacing beefy wolf took a step towards Yuudai, who’s beary expression spoke nonchalance now. “Release. Her.”
Yuudai looked up at the woman, seeing the tears in her eyes, then back down to Vargfang. Yuudai shook the woman a bit, “Her? Okay.”
The King threw the woman as far as he could. Where she landed and how hard she landed? He didn’t care to check. That woman wasn’t the only person flying as he watched Delynn get thrown into the truck Tri was going to make the getaway in.
Without Yuudai’s own hostage, the police that were surrounding him went to jump him, swinging batons, and a couple were shooting guns.
Weak.
A bored expression flickered across his face as he looked down at the nearest cop. He simply swiped a paw across the man’s head and… well it went rolling.
Yuudai stretched his neck side to side just as the roar of Kisara reached him. Looking in her direction, he saw her get shot. A kind of shot that would have killed a weakling human with one bullet. The kind that could hurt a person with potential, harder to kill, but possible.
A growl ripped through his chest.
It was time for business. He shifted and the chaos that ensued surrounding him started as quickly as it ended, no one being able to see what Beast had shifted. Scales and large claws, maybe the glint of teeth from the red and blue flashing lights were all that were seen before all that stood in his immediate area was blood.
Blood and downed police.
Yuudai was shifted back to his bare human self, blood dripping down his face, hands. His expression was stone as he stared at the weaklings at his feet. “You deserved it.” They weren’t strong enough for this world.
Vargfang closed the distance, roaring his frustrations as he went to attempt to obliterate the King.
A swipe of werewolf claws went towards Yuudai’s chest. The King simply grabbed the paw and held it. “Good boy. Now sit.”
Yuudai shifted his arms back into a bear for the added strength, picked the arm-locked policewolf up and over his head, and threw him back down onto his backend. Releasing his hand, Yuudai threw a right-hook right into the drooling muzzle of Vargfang. Knocked out cold, the werewolf went down.
Now to get Kisara.
She was slouched on the ground, down on her knees from the sniper’s shots. It was unlikely she’d be getting out of there on her own. And what’s more…
Without much warning, outside a sudden flash of green, she was no longer alone. “You… BITCH!” Shouted the green-haired man from before, his face a bloody mess from when she’d struck him. His partner—blue hair, goggles and all—was stood off to one side, watching. They’d done, mostly, what they’d been paid for, he thought. No sense getting his hands dirtier than necessary. His partner, on the other hand.
“STUPID!” The green-haired man witht the ruined face lifted his leg and stomped down on her head until her mouth was full of gravel. Once. “STUPID!” Twice. “STUPID!” Thrice. A pluming dust cloud whipped up around them both from the force of his stomps. His face was twisted with rage. He lifted his leg for a fourth time.
With another shift, Yuudai would take the form of a larger-than-typical Cheetah. His eye narrowed as he tackled the green-haired man to the concrete, ripping his throat out with a powerful bite and tug.
Standing over the green-haired hired hitman, he glared daggers over at the other man as if daring him to try anything at all.
With a warning growl, he snatched Kisara up in his blood-soaked maw. It’d be a bit of a struggle to carry her and get around the police, but he managed it. A few that dared get in his way despite witnessing the massacre were met with dagger-like claws to whatever flesh he could tear into.
Once the King had taken his quarry and gone, the last remaining mercenary approached the body of his partner, narrow blue eyes staring into green, unseeing ones. “... Such a waste.”
It didn’t take long for Yuudai to catch up to the truck and toss Kisara into the back. After dropping her off, he broke the window that connected the cabin and the back. Yuudai had to leave all of his clothing, gun, and phone back in the massacre, as he didn’t have a chance to really grab those after shifting, thusly leaving Delynn unanswered in her text.
Shifting into a black cat with a blonde, fluffy tail and ears, he climbed through the window and onto the passenger seat beside Tri.
“‘Sup.”
As Yuudai loomed over the smaller policewoman, aggressively flirting with her, she was trying to back away, but the Beast had a claw hooked into her belt loop. She’ll get to leave when Yuudai says she gets to leave. There were other police surrounding him, but they were terrified to make a move when she was in his grasp. One wrong move on their part, and he could have her torn to pieces. She must be Potential-less, just based on the actions surrounding him. That or… his reputation preceded him.
It seemed things were starting to come to a close. He threw a thumbs up at Tri who agreed to visit the strip club later. It felt like a victory was on the horizon, so they could have a victory party.
He briefly wondered if Diamond was available–
Meanwhile, Vargfang and Tri were having a staredown. Tri poked the werewolf with the Lovemaker 2000, the werewolf smashed it and then found himself covered in more pink smoke and blinded by a flashbang.
Tri’s call for Yuudai grabbed the King’s attention. Looking away from the policewoman to assess the situation, he smirked and shifted into a bear once more. He grabbed the woman and held her over his head and roared to get the policewolf’s attention. The woman quaked under his paws and she screamed. She felt so fragile.
Vargfang’s ears twitched back at the distressed scream of a coworker, swiveling his head to try and get a read on the situation. His pupils were shrunken down and he was still seeing spots from the flashbang, but was able to pick up pieces and parts of what was going on.
It was enough of a distraction that Tri and the vehicle of hostages were off.
A frustrated growl escaped Vargfang as he wiped his eyes and stood up, fur standing on end from neck all the way down to his tail.
“Alright fuckers, hostages are unfortunately out of the situation. Retreat!” The tall, menacing beefy wolf took a step towards Yuudai, who’s beary expression spoke nonchalance now. “Release. Her.”
Yuudai looked up at the woman, seeing the tears in her eyes, then back down to Vargfang. Yuudai shook the woman a bit, “Her? Okay.”
The King threw the woman as far as he could. Where she landed and how hard she landed? He didn’t care to check. That woman wasn’t the only person flying as he watched Delynn get thrown into the truck Tri was going to make the getaway in.
Without Yuudai’s own hostage, the police that were surrounding him went to jump him, swinging batons, and a couple were shooting guns.
Weak.
A bored expression flickered across his face as he looked down at the nearest cop. He simply swiped a paw across the man’s head and… well it went rolling.
The King was no longer holding back.
Yuudai stretched his neck side to side just as the roar of Kisara reached him. Looking in her direction, he saw her get shot. A kind of shot that would have killed a weakling human with one bullet. The kind that could hurt a person with potential, harder to kill, but possible.
A growl ripped through his chest.
The King was no longer playing.
It was time for business. He shifted and the chaos that ensued surrounding him started as quickly as it ended, no one being able to see what Beast had shifted. Scales and large claws, maybe the glint of teeth from the red and blue flashing lights were all that were seen before all that stood in his immediate area was blood.
Blood and downed police.
Yuudai was shifted back to his bare human self, blood dripping down his face, hands. His expression was stone as he stared at the weaklings at his feet. “You deserved it.” They weren’t strong enough for this world.
Vargfang closed the distance, roaring his frustrations as he went to attempt to obliterate the King.
A swipe of werewolf claws went towards Yuudai’s chest. The King simply grabbed the paw and held it. “Good boy. Now sit.”
Yuudai shifted his arms back into a bear for the added strength, picked the arm-locked policewolf up and over his head, and threw him back down onto his backend. Releasing his hand, Yuudai threw a right-hook right into the drooling muzzle of Vargfang. Knocked out cold, the werewolf went down.
Now to get Kisara.
She was slouched on the ground, down on her knees from the sniper’s shots. It was unlikely she’d be getting out of there on her own. And what’s more…
Without much warning, outside a sudden flash of green, she was no longer alone. “You… BITCH!” Shouted the green-haired man from before, his face a bloody mess from when she’d struck him. His partner—blue hair, goggles and all—was stood off to one side, watching. They’d done, mostly, what they’d been paid for, he thought. No sense getting his hands dirtier than necessary. His partner, on the other hand.
“STUPID!” The green-haired man witht the ruined face lifted his leg and stomped down on her head until her mouth was full of gravel. Once. “STUPID!” Twice. “STUPID!” Thrice. A pluming dust cloud whipped up around them both from the force of his stomps. His face was twisted with rage. He lifted his leg for a fourth time.
With another shift, Yuudai would take the form of a larger-than-typical Cheetah. His eye narrowed as he tackled the green-haired man to the concrete, ripping his throat out with a powerful bite and tug.
Standing over the green-haired hired hitman, he glared daggers over at the other man as if daring him to try anything at all.
With a warning growl, he snatched Kisara up in his blood-soaked maw. It’d be a bit of a struggle to carry her and get around the police, but he managed it. A few that dared get in his way despite witnessing the massacre were met with dagger-like claws to whatever flesh he could tear into.
Once the King had taken his quarry and gone, the last remaining mercenary approached the body of his partner, narrow blue eyes staring into green, unseeing ones. “... Such a waste.”
It didn’t take long for Yuudai to catch up to the truck and toss Kisara into the back. After dropping her off, he broke the window that connected the cabin and the back. Yuudai had to leave all of his clothing, gun, and phone back in the massacre, as he didn’t have a chance to really grab those after shifting, thusly leaving Delynn unanswered in her text.
Shifting into a black cat with a blonde, fluffy tail and ears, he climbed through the window and onto the passenger seat beside Tri.
“‘Sup.”
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Taigakitt
♥️♥️
End of Rogue of the Night
Collab With: Paradise Forever NPCs (me) | Isaiah (
Lucem
)
Interactions//Mentions: Kairong (
simj26
) | Reveler (
Mqueserasera
) | Meirin (
QuirkyAngel
) - Jay texted
Collab With: Paradise Forever NPCs (me) | Isaiah (
Lucem
)Interactions//Mentions: Kairong (
simj26
) | Reveler (
Mqueserasera
) | Meirin (
QuirkyAngel
) - Jay texted<<< Remember
Black Currant nodded at Isaiah in appreciation, “Thank you Isaiah. You’ve always been kind.”
As Isaiah left to go check on the others, Black stayed in the office, swiveling around on the office chair, staying quiet as a mouse as she stared outside the dark window.
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BriiAngelic
*Willingly Participates in Self Sabotoge*
Downpour of the Gathered Storm
Collab:
Tobi Naefaerne
Peckinou
Caffeine_Obsessed
WhiskeyMarten
joshuadim
Sen no Kiseki OST - Paper-Thin Offense and Defense
Collab:
Tobi Naefaerne
Peckinou
Caffeine_Obsessed
WhiskeyMarten
joshuadim
Sen no Kiseki OST - Paper-Thin Offense and Defense
<<< Remember
“Left, no right… ah OVER HERE”
The male, Fox, was quick on his feet before he slammed the door to Flavio’s Oven wide open. He had a wide shit-eating grin on his face as he quickly disappeared from sight once spotted. Light on his feet he dropped the camouflage once more as he stood shoulder to shoulder with Alex.
“Yo Greed buddy, Cavalry's here. Sort of.”
The door swung open after and Panda and Muskrat came huffing behind him. Panda quickly scolded Fox, while Muskrat yelled to Alex.
“You fucker could you just take a direct route for once?!?”
“Greed WHEN YOU SEE THE RUNDOWN ITALIAN RESTAURANT IS NOT PROPER DIRECTIONS.”
“Good to see mi amigos got my message. And seeing as you’re here, my directions were proper enough.”
Alex didn’t have much else to say with his own feelings burning him up and waiting for Hector’s mood to take them elsewhere.
Hide snapped his eyes to the newcomers. “What- who the fu-” He shook his head, trying to right his mind from all his confusion. “What in the hell is happening?!”
“Calvary my dude.” Fox answered Hide’s probably rhetorical question as he went in for a clap on his back. “Didn’t think Co was gonna let a murder stand without mobilizing the troops did ya?”
"Ah," Hector hadn't expected any additions to the group and greeted them with a grim expression. Though he was still full of rage, he had settled down upon reuniting with the others. For now, he just felt restless from all the standing around, prepared to get back to business straight away. "Are you in the loop with everything?" He had already started pacing around again.
“Depends on what you mean by everything.”
Muskrat was the one to answer, taking charge of his usual group. He was clearly comfortable leading them and had done so plenty in the past.
“Coalescence gave us a rundown of what you guys had found… and we were the ones to find Quetzal… Succubus and co apparently message Coalescence about their current battle on the bridge. Considering dragons are involved we’ve been told to go secure the second bridge in case of a surprise pincer attack.”
Hector nodded, glad he didn’t have to waste his time filling them in. “Guessing you don’t know why they attacked? You seem to know as much as we do. Securing the second bridge is a good call, though if they’re feeling ballsy enough to attack through there we may have bigger problems.”
“God wouldn’t that be fucking terrible timing. But I can see where it’s coming from if they really are launching war… plenty of Phoenixes already in the clubs… But it doesn't make any sense to me why it's happening now. Rebuildings going like usual and suddenly we got prying eyes in the south and attacks from within and from the East. I don’t know about yall but I don't believe in coincidences.”
Beyond the cool exterior in which she held while saying the lines, Panda seemed already on edge as she twirled a lock of hair between her fingers. The woman didn’t seem to be armed but anyone who knew her would know she never left home without a gun and a dagger in her boots.
Hector stopped pacing, and faced Panda. “I don’t believe in coincidences either. We’re going to figure this shit out, and when the Dragons comes back for part 2 we’ll be ready. I’ll be ready.” He turned to the original members of the party, “And as for Quetzal, her death will be avenged.”
Listening in to the conversation at hand, Alex had drawn his arms over his chest, crossing them. “Well, if nothing else we had a year and a half of rebuilding. Maybe we’re facing round two of our hurricane.” At Hector’s last words Alex offered somewhat of a forced smile, but his eyes held quiet fires. “Pharaoh, there’s no one here that knows better than I that her death will be avenged. But as for the moment, you have the best leads on what we were originally doing, and unfortunately, we were a bit too loud at the docks, so we gained nothing there.” Even knowing what fully happened, Alex didn’t want to point fingers at Hide, instead pulling some of that blame to himself.
The door to the venue suddenly swung open violently as a disheveled, and now sweaty, man panted heavily at its opening. Hitoshi had been running for quite a distance and it was clear he was out of shape by just how heavily he was breathing. He took a moment to catch a breath before announcing himself: “Alex! What happened?” he managed to get out before wheezing and needing another few breaths, “Why’d you crash on my joint I was enjoying? Someone died?”
—
At Alex’s words, Hide looked down in shame, his shoulders tensing up. He didn’t have the right to comment. Hide nearly jumped out of his skin at Hitoshi’s entrance. What the fuck was that bastard doing- barging in here like that?! A scoff left his throat before he could stop himself. “HEY! WATCH IT. Could you make an even more dramatic entrance? For fuck’s sake…” With that said, Hide wiped even more blood from his nose. It was starting to get annoying at this point… He tilted his chin down and pinched the bridge of his nose, still feeling the hot substance drip down his face and onto the floor.
Oh great, Hitoshi actually managed to find his way here, Helva honestly didn’t dislike him, but she just didn’t find him to likely be of much assistance in this sorta situation. Nevertheless help was help regardless and an extra set of eyes is always a useful thing to have. Hide was also a bit of a nuisance at times, such as moments like this one.Helvas annoyed glance towards Hide expressed her disapproval well enough, but the blood dripping from his nose with Hide wiping it off in a way that gets it on his sleeves only added fuel to her annoyance. So Helva opted to take out a few tissues that she had forgotten in her pockets until now and offered them to Hide. “Take it, and no I won't accept no for an answer, so either take and use the tissues or i’ll fix you up myself.” Sometimes threats were just too necessary to get compliance, and Hide knew well enough she was more than willing to make do with that threat.
Hide glanced up at Helva, unblinking. With reluctance, he stepped towards her and snatched the tissues from her hand. He grumbled under his breath, “I don’t need your fucking help…” nevertheless, he held it up to his nose. The red liquid immediately soaked it up, bleeding through onto his hand. He averted his eyes as he let out a barely audible, “Thanks…” he didn’t quite understand what she meant by her threat, but he wasn’t too keen to find out. Hide put his free hand on his hip, side eyeing everyone- daring them to judge him.
“Well I don’t know about you guys but we need to get going. Missives from Coalescence and all. We’re going to take the South-East Connecting Bridge. Stay sharp eyed as you can.”
After speaking to the group Muskrat nodded to his team filing out with Panda. Fox on the other hand was slower to leave and gave the group a playful wave, smirk, and tease before heading out behind the two.
“Yeah be careful ya’ll ya don’t have Musk’s eyes or my mobility on your sides.”
Hitoshi’s arrival was a welcomed distraction to Alex, along with the bit of normalcy that Helva and Hide’s exchange. Even so, Alex took the hit that the other group was dropping. So before speaking up he texted Lyric to let her know that everyone but Nina on his mission was fine. “Aight, we’ll be be safer than we were, y’all be safe yourselves.” With that Alex looked at the rest of his group, even though he had told Hector he was turning over control, Alex took a deep, loud breath and exhaled. “We got two options, turn in for the night, or ask our King for better objectives, either way, I think we got as good as we could…” finally Alex turned to Hitoshi, the lovable old guy and let a bit of his more tender feelings flood his face as answered the old man’s question “...Yeah, one of mine fell.”
Hector listened to Hitoshi’s interruption, as well as Hide and Helva’s back and forth, silently seething. He was ready to snap at them to focus, but the conversation was redirected just in time. “Go. We’ll sort our group out.” He waved the newcomers away and turned to Alex as he addressed them. “I’m sure the King wants all our help right now. No way are we turning in for the night. Ask her for instructions.”
Hitoshi had felt like a fish out of water, completely unaware of the situation at hand given the responses from the others until Alex provided a brief explanation. It was short on details, but the look on his face told everything he needed to get an idea of what was going on. Hitoshi straightened himself, having finally caught his breath, and gave a nod. “Well, shit.” he said, walking over to Alex and giving him a supportive pat on the shoulder. “You’ll need all the help you can get then. Count me in on whatever we’re gonna do.”
Rethinking over his options, Alex gave an excuse for a smile to Hitoshi. Alex had ideas why Lyric made him Jack, and always asking for instruction wouldn’t look that good right now. “Well, Pharaoh, I’m gonna go after Muskrat and them, and offer them help. None of you go anywhere alone. If any of you feel the need to follow me, so be it. This place was just a pit stop to gather our thoughts.” With that Alex started to make his way over to the door, but made a small detour to grab napkins from a table to shove into Hide’s hands. As Alex opened the door to leave he looked back at everyone and gave a nod. “See you, mi amigos, at debriefing.'' With that, Alex made his exit.
Hector pointed to Hitoshi, and nodded, “You. You’re sticking with our group. You don’t have a choice.” He seriously regretted getting rid of his phone, and having to rely on the others more than ever now. “Ok, go. We’ll catch you up if we decide to join you.” He watched Alex leave, making no move to join him. He had other options to consider. Part of him wanted to continue the investigation at the docks solo, but could already hear the lectures he’d receive for going alone. He still couldn’t even ask Lyric where she wanted him.
“Hey,” he pointed a finger at Helva now, “Ask your friend what’s going on at the bridge. If the situation’s under control there at least that’s one thing not to worry about.” Even if things were 100% ok over there, Hector knew it’d still be on his mind, but as long as there were no urgent issues he had time to think about it.
Helva had stared at Hector for a moment, but figured that his demand was reasonable enough, plus she didn’t really dislike him all that much either so she was more willing to give in to his little demand, after all, she was a bit worried herself anyway, and leaving them in the dark just seemed a bit cruel. With a sigh, Helva closed her eyes for a bit and began to send telepathic messages in order to try to get an update from Libla. It took a couple of moments before Libla finally responded, their conversation with each other took a bit of time, but Helva learned all she needed to know and she was apparently rescuing civilians now? Helva didn’t mind all that much, as long as the other Phoenixes were ok, she was fine with whatever Libla does after, though the fact that she is said she was diving underwater to rescue some civilians did raise mild concerns with her..
With their contact now broken, Helva opened her eyes and responded in a cold impassive voice “Spirit, said that Vulkan, Reika, and Vamp are safe on a boat, and by how Libla described the boat, it seems like it was the same boat, Hide, Alex and Zulin were on a while ago. The Dragons haven’t made any more moves to continue their attack against them and Reika, Vulkan and Vamp can’t push for any attacks unless they learn to fly, so I'm guessing that the fighting is over as of now.” Having said that, Helva couldn’t help but scowl, she was happy that they didn’t lose any Phoenix but those Dragons needed to pay with blood. Her thoughts turned dark, as a devious smirk appeared on her lips, “It matters not that the fighting for this battle is over though, for the war has just started, and I'm going to make sure to make those Dragons pay with Blood.”
She already had Yizlo supervising Dragons territory for a while now, he was unable to take any hostile actions against the Dragons though, due to that low-level treaty that they had. But now that it was broken, she could finally unleash Yizlo to do what he does best, taking down enemies of the Phoenix.
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The scene at the South-Eastern Connecting bridge was dim as the only light was the lights that lined the bridges. Cars were working as a block aid on the side of the southern exit, clearly, a measure taken from Panda by the way the cars seemed to have been slightly dented as they were pushed into place.
Several of the lights of the bridge seemed to be smashed and otherwise not working surrounding a wide span of the middle of the bridge. As the dark zone was approached further it became clear there was a struggle as several phoenixes, presumably Muskrats backup, laid dead on the highway. Muskrat and Panda themselves were injured and trying to tend to a clearly wounded and unconscious Fox.
“Left, no right… ah OVER HERE”
The male, Fox, was quick on his feet before he slammed the door to Flavio’s Oven wide open. He had a wide shit-eating grin on his face as he quickly disappeared from sight once spotted. Light on his feet he dropped the camouflage once more as he stood shoulder to shoulder with Alex.
“Yo Greed buddy, Cavalry's here. Sort of.”
The door swung open after and Panda and Muskrat came huffing behind him. Panda quickly scolded Fox, while Muskrat yelled to Alex.
“You fucker could you just take a direct route for once?!?”
“Greed WHEN YOU SEE THE RUNDOWN ITALIAN RESTAURANT IS NOT PROPER DIRECTIONS.”
“Good to see mi amigos got my message. And seeing as you’re here, my directions were proper enough.”
Alex didn’t have much else to say with his own feelings burning him up and waiting for Hector’s mood to take them elsewhere.
Hide snapped his eyes to the newcomers. “What- who the fu-” He shook his head, trying to right his mind from all his confusion. “What in the hell is happening?!”
“Calvary my dude.” Fox answered Hide’s probably rhetorical question as he went in for a clap on his back. “Didn’t think Co was gonna let a murder stand without mobilizing the troops did ya?”
"Ah," Hector hadn't expected any additions to the group and greeted them with a grim expression. Though he was still full of rage, he had settled down upon reuniting with the others. For now, he just felt restless from all the standing around, prepared to get back to business straight away. "Are you in the loop with everything?" He had already started pacing around again.
“Depends on what you mean by everything.”
Muskrat was the one to answer, taking charge of his usual group. He was clearly comfortable leading them and had done so plenty in the past.
“Coalescence gave us a rundown of what you guys had found… and we were the ones to find Quetzal… Succubus and co apparently message Coalescence about their current battle on the bridge. Considering dragons are involved we’ve been told to go secure the second bridge in case of a surprise pincer attack.”
Hector nodded, glad he didn’t have to waste his time filling them in. “Guessing you don’t know why they attacked? You seem to know as much as we do. Securing the second bridge is a good call, though if they’re feeling ballsy enough to attack through there we may have bigger problems.”
“God wouldn’t that be fucking terrible timing. But I can see where it’s coming from if they really are launching war… plenty of Phoenixes already in the clubs… But it doesn't make any sense to me why it's happening now. Rebuildings going like usual and suddenly we got prying eyes in the south and attacks from within and from the East. I don’t know about yall but I don't believe in coincidences.”
Beyond the cool exterior in which she held while saying the lines, Panda seemed already on edge as she twirled a lock of hair between her fingers. The woman didn’t seem to be armed but anyone who knew her would know she never left home without a gun and a dagger in her boots.
Hector stopped pacing, and faced Panda. “I don’t believe in coincidences either. We’re going to figure this shit out, and when the Dragons comes back for part 2 we’ll be ready. I’ll be ready.” He turned to the original members of the party, “And as for Quetzal, her death will be avenged.”
Listening in to the conversation at hand, Alex had drawn his arms over his chest, crossing them. “Well, if nothing else we had a year and a half of rebuilding. Maybe we’re facing round two of our hurricane.” At Hector’s last words Alex offered somewhat of a forced smile, but his eyes held quiet fires. “Pharaoh, there’s no one here that knows better than I that her death will be avenged. But as for the moment, you have the best leads on what we were originally doing, and unfortunately, we were a bit too loud at the docks, so we gained nothing there.” Even knowing what fully happened, Alex didn’t want to point fingers at Hide, instead pulling some of that blame to himself.
The door to the venue suddenly swung open violently as a disheveled, and now sweaty, man panted heavily at its opening. Hitoshi had been running for quite a distance and it was clear he was out of shape by just how heavily he was breathing. He took a moment to catch a breath before announcing himself: “Alex! What happened?” he managed to get out before wheezing and needing another few breaths, “Why’d you crash on my joint I was enjoying? Someone died?”
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At Alex’s words, Hide looked down in shame, his shoulders tensing up. He didn’t have the right to comment. Hide nearly jumped out of his skin at Hitoshi’s entrance. What the fuck was that bastard doing- barging in here like that?! A scoff left his throat before he could stop himself. “HEY! WATCH IT. Could you make an even more dramatic entrance? For fuck’s sake…” With that said, Hide wiped even more blood from his nose. It was starting to get annoying at this point… He tilted his chin down and pinched the bridge of his nose, still feeling the hot substance drip down his face and onto the floor.
Oh great, Hitoshi actually managed to find his way here, Helva honestly didn’t dislike him, but she just didn’t find him to likely be of much assistance in this sorta situation. Nevertheless help was help regardless and an extra set of eyes is always a useful thing to have. Hide was also a bit of a nuisance at times, such as moments like this one.Helvas annoyed glance towards Hide expressed her disapproval well enough, but the blood dripping from his nose with Hide wiping it off in a way that gets it on his sleeves only added fuel to her annoyance. So Helva opted to take out a few tissues that she had forgotten in her pockets until now and offered them to Hide. “Take it, and no I won't accept no for an answer, so either take and use the tissues or i’ll fix you up myself.” Sometimes threats were just too necessary to get compliance, and Hide knew well enough she was more than willing to make do with that threat.
Hide glanced up at Helva, unblinking. With reluctance, he stepped towards her and snatched the tissues from her hand. He grumbled under his breath, “I don’t need your fucking help…” nevertheless, he held it up to his nose. The red liquid immediately soaked it up, bleeding through onto his hand. He averted his eyes as he let out a barely audible, “Thanks…” he didn’t quite understand what she meant by her threat, but he wasn’t too keen to find out. Hide put his free hand on his hip, side eyeing everyone- daring them to judge him.
“Well I don’t know about you guys but we need to get going. Missives from Coalescence and all. We’re going to take the South-East Connecting Bridge. Stay sharp eyed as you can.”
After speaking to the group Muskrat nodded to his team filing out with Panda. Fox on the other hand was slower to leave and gave the group a playful wave, smirk, and tease before heading out behind the two.
“Yeah be careful ya’ll ya don’t have Musk’s eyes or my mobility on your sides.”
Hitoshi’s arrival was a welcomed distraction to Alex, along with the bit of normalcy that Helva and Hide’s exchange. Even so, Alex took the hit that the other group was dropping. So before speaking up he texted Lyric to let her know that everyone but Nina on his mission was fine. “Aight, we’ll be be safer than we were, y’all be safe yourselves.” With that Alex looked at the rest of his group, even though he had told Hector he was turning over control, Alex took a deep, loud breath and exhaled. “We got two options, turn in for the night, or ask our King for better objectives, either way, I think we got as good as we could…” finally Alex turned to Hitoshi, the lovable old guy and let a bit of his more tender feelings flood his face as answered the old man’s question “...Yeah, one of mine fell.”
Hector listened to Hitoshi’s interruption, as well as Hide and Helva’s back and forth, silently seething. He was ready to snap at them to focus, but the conversation was redirected just in time. “Go. We’ll sort our group out.” He waved the newcomers away and turned to Alex as he addressed them. “I’m sure the King wants all our help right now. No way are we turning in for the night. Ask her for instructions.”
Hitoshi had felt like a fish out of water, completely unaware of the situation at hand given the responses from the others until Alex provided a brief explanation. It was short on details, but the look on his face told everything he needed to get an idea of what was going on. Hitoshi straightened himself, having finally caught his breath, and gave a nod. “Well, shit.” he said, walking over to Alex and giving him a supportive pat on the shoulder. “You’ll need all the help you can get then. Count me in on whatever we’re gonna do.”
Rethinking over his options, Alex gave an excuse for a smile to Hitoshi. Alex had ideas why Lyric made him Jack, and always asking for instruction wouldn’t look that good right now. “Well, Pharaoh, I’m gonna go after Muskrat and them, and offer them help. None of you go anywhere alone. If any of you feel the need to follow me, so be it. This place was just a pit stop to gather our thoughts.” With that Alex started to make his way over to the door, but made a small detour to grab napkins from a table to shove into Hide’s hands. As Alex opened the door to leave he looked back at everyone and gave a nod. “See you, mi amigos, at debriefing.'' With that, Alex made his exit.
Hector pointed to Hitoshi, and nodded, “You. You’re sticking with our group. You don’t have a choice.” He seriously regretted getting rid of his phone, and having to rely on the others more than ever now. “Ok, go. We’ll catch you up if we decide to join you.” He watched Alex leave, making no move to join him. He had other options to consider. Part of him wanted to continue the investigation at the docks solo, but could already hear the lectures he’d receive for going alone. He still couldn’t even ask Lyric where she wanted him.
“Hey,” he pointed a finger at Helva now, “Ask your friend what’s going on at the bridge. If the situation’s under control there at least that’s one thing not to worry about.” Even if things were 100% ok over there, Hector knew it’d still be on his mind, but as long as there were no urgent issues he had time to think about it.
Helva had stared at Hector for a moment, but figured that his demand was reasonable enough, plus she didn’t really dislike him all that much either so she was more willing to give in to his little demand, after all, she was a bit worried herself anyway, and leaving them in the dark just seemed a bit cruel. With a sigh, Helva closed her eyes for a bit and began to send telepathic messages in order to try to get an update from Libla. It took a couple of moments before Libla finally responded, their conversation with each other took a bit of time, but Helva learned all she needed to know and she was apparently rescuing civilians now? Helva didn’t mind all that much, as long as the other Phoenixes were ok, she was fine with whatever Libla does after, though the fact that she is said she was diving underwater to rescue some civilians did raise mild concerns with her..
With their contact now broken, Helva opened her eyes and responded in a cold impassive voice “Spirit, said that Vulkan, Reika, and Vamp are safe on a boat, and by how Libla described the boat, it seems like it was the same boat, Hide, Alex and Zulin were on a while ago. The Dragons haven’t made any more moves to continue their attack against them and Reika, Vulkan and Vamp can’t push for any attacks unless they learn to fly, so I'm guessing that the fighting is over as of now.” Having said that, Helva couldn’t help but scowl, she was happy that they didn’t lose any Phoenix but those Dragons needed to pay with blood. Her thoughts turned dark, as a devious smirk appeared on her lips, “It matters not that the fighting for this battle is over though, for the war has just started, and I'm going to make sure to make those Dragons pay with Blood.”
She already had Yizlo supervising Dragons territory for a while now, he was unable to take any hostile actions against the Dragons though, due to that low-level treaty that they had. But now that it was broken, she could finally unleash Yizlo to do what he does best, taking down enemies of the Phoenix.
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The scene at the South-Eastern Connecting bridge was dim as the only light was the lights that lined the bridges. Cars were working as a block aid on the side of the southern exit, clearly, a measure taken from Panda by the way the cars seemed to have been slightly dented as they were pushed into place.
Several of the lights of the bridge seemed to be smashed and otherwise not working surrounding a wide span of the middle of the bridge. As the dark zone was approached further it became clear there was a struggle as several phoenixes, presumably Muskrats backup, laid dead on the highway. Muskrat and Panda themselves were injured and trying to tend to a clearly wounded and unconscious Fox.
BriiAngelic
*Willingly Participates in Self Sabotoge*
Scattered Ashes
Collab: Bolt (
Doctor Llamabean
) Yong-Yut (
gxxberkit
) Charlie (
Roda the Red
)
The Sunlands - Octopath Traveler
Collab: Bolt (
Doctor Llamabean
) Yong-Yut (
gxxberkit
) Charlie (
Roda the Red
)The Sunlands - Octopath Traveler
<<< Remember
”Do you know anything about that? Pretty sure Vulken was supposed to be with them.”
Lyric bit her lower lip as Bolt questioned the situation. She could only wish she knew more but that’s why they were headed there. She did her best to ignore the fact that she would be utterly destroying any joy they found in their little impromptu dance session.
“She said that the bridges have been compromised,” said Charlie.
“Then what are we waitin’ on!? We should get to the bridges! Fuck Nina’s killer for now; the ones alive matter first! Who’s to say we won’t run into a likely douchebag while we’re there, or even on the way?”
“He is with them. Worse yet the Dragons are attacking them on the Central Bridge. The King is one of them so we can’t afford to hold back blows, this means war.”
Boltius grunted with a slack jaw, hung his arms, then grit his teeth and fell quiet.
“...And, we are heading to the bridges…” Yong-Yut muttered.
Lyric’s words sent chills down Charlie’s spine, he’s heard rumors about the might of the Dragon King before.
“So, is the killer a Dragon after all?”
Yong-Yut brushed her hands through one of her pigtails, a little annoyed that neither of her questions were really answered. When Charlie spoke up beside her, she gave a thoughtful hum.
“I don’t think we have an answer for that yet. All we know is what the suspects look like.” She paused for a moment. “If we were to throw out theories, I’d guess they were unaffiliated.”
She let go of her hair, hands moving to her hips, and looked over to Lyric. “I’d like to know which bridge we’re going to, though. The connected one?”
“I’ve sent Muskrat and Co. to secure the West-South end Bridge. From the photo Vamp sent they were most definitely fighting on the Central Connection Bridge. They may require backup, and even if they don’t we don’t know what type of numbers they will be coming at them with so it is best to-”
She was cut off by the sound of her phone once more. It seemed Vamp had sent another text.
‘Heyyyyy, so we’re probably fine, but uhhhh don’t panic when you get here. Just saying. Also it was the dragons who did it, not us. See ya when you’re heree’
“What the hell Vamp…”
This one did not have a photo attached nor any indication on what had exactly resulted from their fight. She had great trust in Reika but she also knew better than to trust Dimitri’s words at face value without hearing from Reika or Vulken themselves. Probably fine didn’t exactly equate to unharmed or even stable in their line of work.
“Well, for better or for worse they’re in a position where they can text. Still having to be told not to panic only means there's something panic worthy. Let’s get a move on. I want to see the damage for myself.”
She shot a quick message back to Vamp.
“Where are you. Are you all still together?”
In the midst of all the chatter, the gears of Boltius’ impulse drive had been twanging and turning, straining under some unknown resistance. He was irritated. How come while he’s been out making grabs in the dark, Vulken’s been out getting some genuine action?
As soon as the phrase hit his ears—”Let’s get a move on”—the slow grind of those gears picked up, now turning at full force. A devilish smile spread across his face, and a guttural growl carried his next words, “That’s what I been waitin’ t’ HEAR!” Then, Boltius took off, setting his hair ablaze to serve as a beacon of his location.
“Jesus—” Yong-Yut watched as Boltius suddenly ran off, looking over to Lyric for a moment before following behind. She kept her pace at an intermediate speed, trying to keep Boltius’ flaming hair in her sight and making sure the other two were able to see her as well. She sharply exhaled. They were supposed to stick together (or, at least, in pairs,) and here’s Boltius, running way ahead. Idiot.
She took a quick moment to hiss as she heard feet hit the pavement. Already they were off. Geez, they could give her a second to draft a text message. She motioned with a tilt of the head and a shout to Charlie as she began after them.
“Let's go Temperer! Kid’s a fast one, wouldn’t do to get separated and surrounded.”
The chase was on and Lyric would give as much as Boltius could take working to match his pace.
And so, the three experienced phoenixes quickly kicked into high gear and departed towards their destination, leaving Charlie behind who just casually started walking while stretching his arms, pushing them to the opposite sides and slowly rotating them. Was he perhaps discouraged knowing that the fearsome Dragon King was among the enemy frontlines? No, quite the contrary in fact, now his “all” wasn’t going to be enough, he had to give at least his 120% if he wanted to help secure the safety of his peers. Boiling blood ran through his veins as the familiar feeling of electricity coursed through his body. Charlie lowered his body and bent his knees as his muscles tensed up with unnatural force before ferociously lunging forward at great speeds, the floor where his feet used to be now slightly cracked. He was not much of a runner, contrary to his looks he wasn’t really the fast and nimble type, so as barbaric as it was, leaping like this was his best bet to keep up with the others. An impish smile formed on his face as he prepared for a second lunge.
Time to beat some dragons to a bloody pulp, eh? Thought the boy to himself.
The sight that would greet them as they got closer to the bridge was nothing like they could expect. Instead of a battle in progress they were staring down the ashes of the end of the battle. The bridge had been utterly destroyed as it sunk into the river below. Rubble and the panicked sobs of those lucky enough to cross the bridge back to the south before the collapse were all that greeted them. Paramedics were already making their way to the scene as sirens in the distance sounded.
Her phone pinged once more reminding her of the message Vamp had responded to.
'On a big and kinda nice boat, gonna help Draken out before anything else. Kinda took a metal spike to the chest, but easy enough fix. Gonna take long?
Instead of answering she turned to the others.
"They’re on a boat scan the rivers.”
With that her eyes were on the river as she jogged down the coast.
IN THE ASHES END
”Do you know anything about that? Pretty sure Vulken was supposed to be with them.”
Lyric bit her lower lip as Bolt questioned the situation. She could only wish she knew more but that’s why they were headed there. She did her best to ignore the fact that she would be utterly destroying any joy they found in their little impromptu dance session.
“She said that the bridges have been compromised,” said Charlie.
“Then what are we waitin’ on!? We should get to the bridges! Fuck Nina’s killer for now; the ones alive matter first! Who’s to say we won’t run into a likely douchebag while we’re there, or even on the way?”
“He is with them. Worse yet the Dragons are attacking them on the Central Bridge. The King is one of them so we can’t afford to hold back blows, this means war.”
Boltius grunted with a slack jaw, hung his arms, then grit his teeth and fell quiet.
“...And, we are heading to the bridges…” Yong-Yut muttered.
Lyric’s words sent chills down Charlie’s spine, he’s heard rumors about the might of the Dragon King before.
“So, is the killer a Dragon after all?”
Yong-Yut brushed her hands through one of her pigtails, a little annoyed that neither of her questions were really answered. When Charlie spoke up beside her, she gave a thoughtful hum.
“I don’t think we have an answer for that yet. All we know is what the suspects look like.” She paused for a moment. “If we were to throw out theories, I’d guess they were unaffiliated.”
She let go of her hair, hands moving to her hips, and looked over to Lyric. “I’d like to know which bridge we’re going to, though. The connected one?”
“I’ve sent Muskrat and Co. to secure the West-South end Bridge. From the photo Vamp sent they were most definitely fighting on the Central Connection Bridge. They may require backup, and even if they don’t we don’t know what type of numbers they will be coming at them with so it is best to-”
She was cut off by the sound of her phone once more. It seemed Vamp had sent another text.
‘Heyyyyy, so we’re probably fine, but uhhhh don’t panic when you get here. Just saying. Also it was the dragons who did it, not us. See ya when you’re heree
’“What the hell Vamp…”
This one did not have a photo attached nor any indication on what had exactly resulted from their fight. She had great trust in Reika but she also knew better than to trust Dimitri’s words at face value without hearing from Reika or Vulken themselves. Probably fine didn’t exactly equate to unharmed or even stable in their line of work.
“Well, for better or for worse they’re in a position where they can text. Still having to be told not to panic only means there's something panic worthy. Let’s get a move on. I want to see the damage for myself.”
She shot a quick message back to Vamp.
“Where are you. Are you all still together?”
In the midst of all the chatter, the gears of Boltius’ impulse drive had been twanging and turning, straining under some unknown resistance. He was irritated. How come while he’s been out making grabs in the dark, Vulken’s been out getting some genuine action?
As soon as the phrase hit his ears—”Let’s get a move on”—the slow grind of those gears picked up, now turning at full force. A devilish smile spread across his face, and a guttural growl carried his next words, “That’s what I been waitin’ t’ HEAR!” Then, Boltius took off, setting his hair ablaze to serve as a beacon of his location.
“Jesus—” Yong-Yut watched as Boltius suddenly ran off, looking over to Lyric for a moment before following behind. She kept her pace at an intermediate speed, trying to keep Boltius’ flaming hair in her sight and making sure the other two were able to see her as well. She sharply exhaled. They were supposed to stick together (or, at least, in pairs,) and here’s Boltius, running way ahead. Idiot.
She took a quick moment to hiss as she heard feet hit the pavement. Already they were off. Geez, they could give her a second to draft a text message. She motioned with a tilt of the head and a shout to Charlie as she began after them.
“Let's go Temperer! Kid’s a fast one, wouldn’t do to get separated and surrounded.”
The chase was on and Lyric would give as much as Boltius could take working to match his pace.
And so, the three experienced phoenixes quickly kicked into high gear and departed towards their destination, leaving Charlie behind who just casually started walking while stretching his arms, pushing them to the opposite sides and slowly rotating them. Was he perhaps discouraged knowing that the fearsome Dragon King was among the enemy frontlines? No, quite the contrary in fact, now his “all” wasn’t going to be enough, he had to give at least his 120% if he wanted to help secure the safety of his peers. Boiling blood ran through his veins as the familiar feeling of electricity coursed through his body. Charlie lowered his body and bent his knees as his muscles tensed up with unnatural force before ferociously lunging forward at great speeds, the floor where his feet used to be now slightly cracked. He was not much of a runner, contrary to his looks he wasn’t really the fast and nimble type, so as barbaric as it was, leaping like this was his best bet to keep up with the others. An impish smile formed on his face as he prepared for a second lunge.
Time to beat some dragons to a bloody pulp, eh? Thought the boy to himself.
The sight that would greet them as they got closer to the bridge was nothing like they could expect. Instead of a battle in progress they were staring down the ashes of the end of the battle. The bridge had been utterly destroyed as it sunk into the river below. Rubble and the panicked sobs of those lucky enough to cross the bridge back to the south before the collapse were all that greeted them. Paramedics were already making their way to the scene as sirens in the distance sounded.
Her phone pinged once more reminding her of the message Vamp had responded to.
'On a big and kinda nice boat, gonna help Draken out before anything else. Kinda took a metal spike to the chest, but easy enough fix. Gonna take long?
Instead of answering she turned to the others.
"They’re on a boat scan the rivers.”
With that her eyes were on the river as she jogged down the coast.
IN THE ASHES END
Arc 2: The Rising [Sunday, September 26nd 2021]
Elenion Aura
One Thousand Club
to New Oasis! Phew! How 'bout that Arc 1, huh? Glad ta' see ya' made it back in one piece (well, most a' ya', anyways...) And we've even got some new faces! Warms this ole' Heav'nly Tiger's heart, it does. Welp! Don't let me keep ya' waitin' in suspense. Yer' here ta' learn all 'bout tha' new Arc, right? Riiiiiight? 
get ready for Tiger's patented* (*patent pending) News-Weather-Culture-Report! Lemme just... Put on this vest, and...
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Elenion Aura
One Thousand Club
CAIO SANTANA COELHO
LOCATION:
Nearby Heavenly Beasts Plaza, Lower Central District
PARTICIPANTS:
Caio, Urien, Ten, Darius, Delynn, Orion
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