Fantasy 《WRATH》: Revival

[AriAriAbabwa]

Goze | Daffodil| CS

First Variant | Enhanced Voice | Partner(s): Akihiko

Interactions: The Regal Rper gxxberkit FabulousTrash

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"Bīnggāo? What was that about an escort?" No response, other than the ending of one of Arona's tantrums. For now, Goze chose not to concern herself too much with it. The Union was coming, and so too would the Sakura's message. Soon they would see once and for all if her Prophecy was to unravel...

Her head twitched at the sound of incoming footsteps. A gentle hum escaped Goze's lips, directed at the entrance, and she bobbed her head straight in apparent affirmation. There they were.

The Sakura's speaker tightened her grip on Nishimua. He still retained his signature stoic demeanor, but there was an obvious hint of stress eating away at it. His eyes locked with Sakurai's as she addressed him, however brief it was.

Goze chuckled at the Captain's own conditions. "Aside from a rebellious few, they've behaved rather nicely." The voice belonged to the minister's, yet he hadn't dared a peep. Rather, Goze kept talking; twisting her voice between each statement.

Mihara. "We mean no harm, captain. Everyone will live if you let us talk."

Tanabe. "That is the mercy that the Sakura has bestowed."

Yasuda. "So you have our word that they are in good health."

Murakami. "We only wish to be heard, and to free the lives of others. Then these hostages will walk home to their families."

Montique. "There will be no further death unless you push and shove."

Finally, her own. "We understand nobody wants to die. Everyone has lives they want to live—hopes and aspirations... That is something the Sakura is well aware of when it concerns others, unlike your very own Chief."

But even Goze realized that flowery words and tricks of the voice probably would not satisfy the Union. "Aoi," she called dearfully, not even turning her head. "Be a dear and drag any one of the hostages out for the captain to see. That will be all they get."

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u/Elfhein // Evernight

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Goze complies with Sakurai's request and has Aoi go back to grab and show any of the hostages. Goze also talks a bunch.

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[AriAriAbabwa]

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Interactions: Anne Boolean (Brad3) gxxberkit

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Unfathomable. Empty promises for an ongoing attack. And that sparkling positivity... does she even realize the severity? If this is how the Union responds, are they really the right place to turn to...? The boy sighed. He could not count them out just yet. Even if he felt an urge to take on the amiable Bradley clone.

"Outcome? Changed minds?" The boy scoffed. "And why are you so happy? Since when has the opinion of the measly public determined anything of value? Sucking up to the masses won't stop Ibara from—" He tilted forward slightly, wincing in a sudden pain. One hand went to cover his ear. Not that it helped. The song that only he could hear was getting louder. His time was almost up.

"This isn't why I came here..." He looked back up at the Bradley clone, the agitation and fury in his gaze replaced with one of fright and sorrow.

He had to say something, but his throat felt clogged. The words stopped short of his mouth, caught in a trance of nerves. He bit down once, grunting as a surge of pain coursed through his tongue that now bled at the tip. The instant after, he shouted, "The Hashimoto office building—the one undergoing renovative constructions a streets down! Another team of Ibara cultists are there planning this group's escape, they're digging a tunnel under the mansion!"

The boy covered both ears, now. "Tell your captains! Tell whoever you need to!" Then, he took off, pushing and shoving through the crowd.

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Boy gets angry, then spills the beans about a secret Ibara operation happening some distance away meant as their escape plan before running off...

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[Anne Boolean]

Bradley Barker | Officer | CS

Escort | Duplication | Partner(s): Akiya Kiwa

Interactions: Bandage Blond Boy, Kiwa? LE (nearby and over radio)

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As she had expected, the blond in front of her was not pleased. That was fine. Outrage always got views. Her grin only widened as he gave incredulous response.

And then he stopped, wincing as if he was in pain and putting a hand up to his ear. The strawberry blonde rose a brow. Did he have an earpiece in or something? Even stranger, as he met Bradley's gaze once again, his expression had completely shifted to one of sorrow as opposed to annoyance. He then stood silently, an eerie contrast to those shouting with passion around him. She blinked when he opened his mouth again, not to speak, but to bite his own tongue. It was so forceful that crimson seeped into his mouth.

Finally, he was able to speak again, his words urgent. Bradley barely had time to register them while still recovering from the shock. Before she could question him further though, he darted off into the crowd, hands on his ears.

The redhead was left unsure how to proceed. What first seemed like a line meant to divert fed to him from an earpiece seemed to be something else all together in the end. Surely biting your own tongue to the point of bleeding was going too far for a prank. Not even her peers online would do such a thing... well, hopefully. Could his information really be trusted, though? And if so, who was he to be able to know such things?

"I've gotten word that there's more Ibara at the Hashimoto office building," Bradley said, taking a serious tone as she spoke into her radio. "Apparently they're digging a tunnel underground to create an escape route for the ones here." Now that she said it outloud, it sounded like something out of a crime drama. "It sounds farfetched, but I figured I'd pass on the info. Also, if anyone sees a blonde boy with a bandage covering one of his eyes, it may be worth looking into him." She was silent for a moment before giving a cheerful, "...okay, thanks, byeee!" followed by her trademark giggle.

Off the radio, her lack of energy showed how shaken she was, though. Just who was that boy? What was happening with him? She looked to her fellow Law Enforcement officers to see if they had seen what had just taken place, and if they had any reactions. Her hazel eyes stayed especially peeled for her partner, hoping someone with a more rational and level head would have more answers than she did.

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Anne Faulkner from Paradox Live

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It's still not a long postBrad gets insider Ibara info from Blond Bandage Boy and passes it along to the rest of the LE crew.

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Tags: Kiwa ( NightMovez ), Bandage Blond Boy ( AriAriAbabwa ), LE

 

[Nobody Special]

Law Sanban | Deputy | CS

Authority | Vector Manipulation | Partner(s): Sybil Sanban, Alice Otogibanashi

Interactions: Sybil, Suki ( gxxberkit ), Valor ( AnemoVictorious )

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Even with everything that had been going on inside of the mansion, and as much as he wanted to drop everything, rush inside and lend his assistance, Sasha’s eyes were straight and steadfast as he focused on his only concrete order: secure the perimeter.

Commands from his sister never failed to lock Law down. He’d been following her every word ever since he had become her partner back when they were kids, and doing exactly what she told him to had become a type of second-nature to the young man. Whatever she told him to do, it would be done.

“YL07,” Right on cue. He perked up upon hearing his callsign over the radio, listening to Sybil’s orders for him and OL-42 to move to another position outside of the building. A hint of disappointment could be seen within his eyes for a split second, before he returned back to normal and immediately lifted his foot to move. Nobody on his side seemed too rowdy, after all– except for the one guy he noticed in the crowd who had been throwing anything he could get his hands on.

“Roger that. Heading there now…”

Thanks to his ability, Law was at his new location in less than two minutes. Just in time, so it seemed, to promptly halt the attempted breach of security that came from the dark-haired woman who had started a brand-new commotion on that side mere seconds earlier. The entire improvised entrance that was the now-broken windowpane was now covered in air vectors that forcefully told the woman ‘no’, facing in the direction opposite of the one she desired to move in.

His first move should have been to alert the others of what was going on, but he didn't want to risk moving too many people around. Besides, this woman didn't seem to have any ill-intent. Judging by the name she had screamed seconds earlier, she must have had some sort of ties with Aya Mihara, who was a hostage inside. He never was one to keep up with politics. There was no need to risk this woman being placed in jail for a brief lapse of judgement.

With an ever-so-calm demeanor, Law blinked and slowly approached her. His eyes caught a blade clasped within her hands, and his grip on his sword tightened, yet it remained at his side and not drawn.

“Ma’am,” He started, holding his hand out as he slowly edged closer to her. “I need you to drop the knife, calm down, and speak to me, before I have to arrest you.”

While his gaze remained fixed on her, he used his peripheral vision to take note of when his ‘backup’ would arrive. If things went south, he may have to rely on Valor to safely apprehend the woman from a blind spot before chaos ensued.

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Law does what he is told like a good boy and switches positions outside of the mansion, and finds Suki Mihara, wife of Aya Mihara, attempting to break in. He swiftly stops her, and asks her to drop her knife, in hopes that Valor arrives in time to stop her in case she makes the wrong decision.

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He is thinking about: How much Suki's fall must have hurt. Pain and the freezing cold always did make a pretty unpleasant duo.

 

[The Regal Rper]

Aoi Oni | Babel Mansion | Partner: Goze

He didn't need to turn his head to know it was her. He'd seen her do it before. The only sign he'd been even aware of what was happening was the fact he sensed one of the captains approaching- picking up on her emotional signature from a distance as he stood off to the side.

It only made him wonder, what sick twisted delusions Goze performed under the zealous belief that every person they converted to the Sakura's aim, no matter how harsh or cruel- was just.

When his name was called, only then did he shift from his statue like state. Protectively standing to the front, to the side of all three- his demonic mask turned to look at her and he listened.

drag any one of the hostages out for the captain to see. That will be all they get​

He nodded. "As you wish" the deeper crackle of his voice echoed back to her. He turned and then bolted back into the room at a rapid speed, skidding to a halt inside the former meeting room that had become a prison.

From behind the mask, his eyes searched. Who to pick, who was capable- taking someone who wasn't like them was out of the question- he needed someone experienced in combat- someone that, if in the off chance things did get harry- wouldn't die immediately. He needed- someone with common sense- someone with reason, very few of the hostages struck him as being just that. Till--

His eyes landed on the former captain of the Pest Division, and a digit from his hand pointed at him.

"You" his voice rumbled in the room, a cold echo- a harsh hiss- "I need you to come with me." And that's exactly what he did, his tail shot out and wrapped around Montique's arm, like a whip, coiled around the wrist and sharply pulled him forwards with a tug that would have been more akin to someone sharply yanking on a person's arm to get them stumbling forward.

The second that happened, the tail readjusted, snagged around Montique's waist and then wrapped tugged him forward, in a blur of motion Aoi- who was now at a much more reasonable height of six feet three- had brought the French captain standing straight before him and without even waiting a moment- picked him up Princess style, and carried him down the path he'd just came.

He was silent the entire time at least till they reached where Goze and the others stood.

Carefully setting him down, adjusting his clothes- pausing at the sight of the bandaid on his cheek. "My apologies" he said as he moved on, "for the rather brusque nature of some of our comrades" his fingers moved to readjust a wrinkle on his shirt sleeve, as if to make sure he was presentable- and then with a final brush and a gentle pat on the shoulder that bellied what a terrorist should have treated any hostage with- he backed away.

"As you wished, a hostage has been acquired, Maiden." His little nickname for Goze tossed carelessly- but done with a pinch of endearing affection.

All the more, just to see how her auras reacted to the name- even if she was good at hiding her emotions on the surface- not a soul in the world could hide their true feelings from him. "Unharmed, as we said, Captain." He addressed the captain as if a second thought.

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[Israel]

Okura-Rosenthal | Specialist | CS

Escort | Electrokinesis | Partner(s): Tyler Rose

Interactions: Kamiko ( FabulousTrash ) & Tyler ( Midrick )

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Eri made sure to remain as quiet as possible as he listened to his captain’s orders. When Sakurai had given him his marching orders, the pink-haired man nodded affirmatively at the pale-haired woman. He turned his head to look at Tyler and gave the other young man a firm look. A look that told the dark-haired man to try and not get injured or do something reckless. He then turned and made his way towards his designated target: the electrical system of Babel Mansion.

Eri made sure to be as stealthy as possible, he would not want to draw any attention to what he was doing. With his ability, it wouldn’t take the young man long to find the electrical system to the mansion. A rather hidden away room on the lower level of the mansion. Almost to make it blend in with the regalness of the mansion.

As Eri entered the room, it came as no shock that the wall had several different electrical panels with a variety of switches embedded in them. With how large the building was, it came as no surprise that the electrical setup would be quite expansive. Normally, it would take several minutes for most individuals to manually shut down the building. However, it would be simple work for Eri to shut off the lights to the entire mansion. With one or two quick, calculated zaps, it would be enough to overload the system and any backups that may subsequently activate. As he stood in front of the panel, he lifted a hand to his ear piece. “Captain, I’m in position.” He spoke into the microphone. The pink-haired man awaited the order from his leader to shut off the lights.

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• Eri is following orders provided by Kamiko and gives Tyler a look to make sure he doesn't do something stupid.
• He makes his way to the electrical system of Babel Mansion.

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