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♫ Names: Chikako Tanimoto and Evonna Durand ♫

♫ Players: Nobody.... Yet. ♫

♫ Support: Idk probably Cicero  ♫

♫ Status: Chikako: Wait what do we do with these cookies? ; Evonna: Hmmmmmmmmm….. ♫

 

~~Tea time!!!~~

 

Chikako stares at the several plates of cookies that are left on the table. Some were consumed, she thinks, but.... There's so much here- too much for her tiny stomach to consume on its own. She sighs, ties her hair back, and leans on the table. She has to admit, despite the fact that it looks like someone toasted it and stabbed it, it’s a nice table. Chikako wonders if one of the agents purchased it or if it was already here. She glances at Evonna, who appears to be staring off into space. 

 

Hey. Ev.

 

 

Evonna is thinking about a lot of things. She wonders about Lara, whether or not she should run to Lara’s room and hand her the guns. Or if she comes across Lara’s friends, or who was that man dressed in green that she was talking to before Evonna left for the marketplace? ….If he shows up, he may be her best bet if she can’t find Lara. ….Either way she needs to do something about them. Then there’s Jehan….. She hadn’t texted him in a while, and she wonders if it’s been long enough for him to pick up the fact that she’s missing. Can she even text him on her phone? ….Good question. Should she try it? …..Later. And briefly, just briefly, she wonders about the girl she left behind. She didn’t see her on base, perhaps the girl went home. Hopefully. Girl seemed too scared to go anywhere, in Evonna’s honest opinion-----

 

Hey. Ev.

 

Evonna snaps her mind back into focus. Her train of thought had come to a screeching halt, and now she takes a minute to focus on the girl next to her. She takes note of Chikako’s silky tresses and how they’re now pulled back. She takes note of the small silver hoop on her right cartilage, and immediately wonders where it came from, if it means something to her. Chika gives Evonna a small half-smile in amusement, as if Ev had already taken too long to respond. So as not to make it too awkward, Evonna comes with the most dignified response she ever did muster.

 

Yeah?

 

In response, Chikako laughs. Her laugh is musical, as if it were silver bells blowing in the wind. Evonna really wishes she didn’t get sucked in so easily, they literally met a couple hours ago. Her face is now burning, and she hopes that it doesn’t show. Damn, if only she were her brother- quick to come up with a response, and perhaps a charming one at that. If only she had his people skills. 

 

 

 

Chikako laughs not because Evonna was just that painfully awkward, but that her awkwardness is awfully familiar. Perhaps awfully is the wrong word for it- Chikako welcomes it. It reminds her of her teammate Fumio, and how he always seemed shy around everyone he met. 

 

Ev, what are we going to do with all these cookies?” Evonna blinks. She hasn’t seemed to have thought of that. 

 

Er…. Crud, I don’t know. I hadn’t thought….. That…. Far…” Her expression changes to one of-- “Eureka! We just have a mini tea party! Doesn’t have to be anything big, we just need a couple of people to consume, and then if we have containers everyone can take some with them!” Evonna flops into a chair,  proud of herself. Chikako grins, happy her new friend is happy. But…. Wait….

 

Genius plan. But….. We didn’t get tea at the market, did we?” With that, she gets to work rummaging through cabinets before Evonna could so much as swear. She sees bottles of what she assumes to be alcohol- how they have that and not sufficient food for the month makes her question their priorities- until she sees a small box labeled green tea, with a smaller label that says “Lara”. Who is that? The seller? ….Who knows. It’s just two bags of tea. She takes two bags from the mostly-full box and walks to the table and places them on the table. Two bags of tea won’t be missed. It’s for the good of….. The team? Team building? 

 

….Sure, let’s go with that.

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   Fiddlesticks stopped firing when the black, writhing masses she was targeting abruptly retreated. Her eye followed them back to the source, turrets still spinning in case they tried anything funny. The source... was a human?

   Another one of those not-humans! one of her threads sparked in agitation. What are those, butt extensions? Did I even damage them!? Her blast shield narrowed when she failed to see any holes in them, as they surrounded the human and encased him in a sort of black shell. Curse it all!

   She ignored the other sounds on the field, keeping her eye on the shell as the last of the attacks hit. Something that looked like a laser - but she wasn't about to assume things anymore, with all of these not-humans around - lingered on the shell for a bit too long. It blew open!

   Fiddlesticks managed to dodge in the nick of time thanks to split-second programming, her right microphones catching the rush of air as a new tentacle shot past her. So it's fighting back, now! She attempted to counter with a hard elbow downward, and she definitely hit it - it was definitely there - but the shock and resistance of the impact briefly stunned her. Rock?!

   The tentacle barely dipped into the ground, merely swinging its tip to surround her. It was fast! She ducked and slide under it, matching its speed, but not going much faster; it was quick to snake around and try to skewer her. There was a clang and the vibration traveled up her left arm as it glanced off her, knocking her to the side. Her annoyance escalating, she remembered a similar experience with tough tentacles in the past sooner than Typheus, and ran down the length of her attacker, striking a bayonet in it; but nope! All she succeeded in doing was filling the air with a horrendous screeching sound as its tip ground down on the thing's form!

   With a frustrated yell, only semi-aware of the tentacle's sharp tip rushing after her, she jumped and diverted her momentum into one hard kick, both power-jumping pistons launching at once. Finally, a result! The tentacle was pushed away from her, but not as far as she would have liked. It only gave her a second longer to glare at it before it rushed again, forcing her to dodge yet again; it wouldn't be worth it to waste more bullets, if they couldn't even pierce it!

 

   Typheus was quicker to react to the black mass headed his way. It was a bit irritating that it came straight for him when there were so many other assailants; it would have been nice to study them a bit longer. He swiftly darted to the right of it, unscathed, then stopped and turned a 180 to counterattack.

   Cling! Same result as before. The blade bounced off and nearly threw him off balance. The tentacle had definitely reacted to the impact before, and it did again, this time sweeping around him. Assuming it was a flank tactic, Typheus darted back around and spun, this time throwing out a kick. He managed to hit the side of it, still to no avail, but at least it kept it distracted while he tried to figure out how to attack it properly. He remembered the Mother Snatcher drones from a couple years ago... these somewhat resembled their heads, and those had to be cut lengthwise, else you would just dull your blades. This black thing had no apparent armor or direction though; not even the tip was visible when it aimed itself and tried to spear him again. This time he managed to dodge with only a clip to the wing; this thing was stupid fast!

   Then he began thinking about what Fiddlesticks did to the first Mother Snatcher they met. Did she have any missiles left right now? Maybe if she aimed at the source...

   He dove under the tentacle targeting him and shot toward his partner, the black mass behind him stretching impossibly long to keep up the chase. The whole battlefield was chaotic with the movement of the other combatants and their own tentacle concerns. Fiddlesticks had just managed to kick her own attacker away from her, her angry screech almost hilarious and adorable in comparison to the scene. Her tentacle had moved a lot, considering the amount of force applied to it, but it was also very strong and just headed right back for her.

 

   The Superiority model popped open his emitters to send her a quick message as he darted past. When she dodged she was able to see him, albeit as just a bright white blur that made her cameras constrict in discomfort. It brought her attention to the message that suddenly appeared in her head. Yet it wasn't words... rockets?

   WAIT! MISSILES!! How could she forget?!

   She didn't even think about if the X-Dreamers wanted to just apprehend tentacle-butt for now. Typheus second-guessed it as he smacked the tentacle targeting her to try and bring its attention to him, to give her time to aim, before he shot up into the sky. As quickly as she could, Fiddlesticks whipped around back to the strange-eyed not-human controlling the tentacles, popped a missile in one launcher, and fired it straight toward him.

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What will you do? 

>BUBBLE | UPGRADE

ITEM | RUN

 

NONE of their attacks hit. Something about those weird tentacles are almost frightening. They're quick, and they're strong. 

 

Are you going to need to enter that form, Utakata? Saiken's question leaves Utakata thinking. Would it be a good idea for him to enter Version 1? He knows for a fact that he could probably have a better chance of getting on the offensive if he does. It seems the man is having trouble concentrating, due to some sort of animalistic instinct. What that instinct is, Utakata can only imagine. He lunges forward with his tentacles, which smash against the shield. Utakata is more than thankful for the fact that it's there, because he would have been seriously injured if those tentacles hit him. Utakata gets his pipe ready.

 

No, he can’t. Not yet. The man appears to be losing control, which is a double edged sword. After all, while he doesn't seem to be going by a particular strategy, he's also extremely dangerous. Saiken, the likelihood of either of us getting out without major injuries.... Utakata knows that if he were to enter that form, he'd be much more aggressive, which in this situation doesn't seem necessary. Not now. Not while he has protection from this man- no.... this creature. That's what he is... Nothing but a creature. 

 

Just saying, you might just have to.... You'll need that defense, as aggressive as you are in that form, it's good if you need to get up close.

 

I can't. Not unless that shield is down.

 

I know. But that shield won't be up forever.... Anyway, don't aim your next attack at the tentacles. 

 

You think it's better to go for the body?

 

Yes. If his body can be injured, aim for that. Those tentacles are much too strong. 

 

...On it. 

 

He sees Lara aiming for the tentacles. "Lara, no! Don't aim for those. Aim for the body. Just watch out for the... whatever those are." He looks over the creatures fighting the aggressive newcomer. "Those two should take cover. What are their names?" Lara looks at him and cocks her head to the side. Then her eyes widen, appearing to remember what those bubbles earlier did. 

 

"Who, Typheus and Fiddlesticks?" Ugh. If the names couldn't get any more absurd. 

 

"Yeah. Them. Thanks." He raises his voice so that the two could hear him, and he sure hopes they're paying attention. "Fiddlesticks, Typheus, watch out!

 

Well, he warned them. 

 

Lara looks at him and nods. She fires two shots when she has an opening. Utakata sighs and watches for an opening of his own. When he sees one, Utakata puts the pipe to his lips and blows another flurry of bubbles in their general direction. Lara sends a few more shots at the blonde, and when Utakata has his opportunity...

 

...He snaps. 

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Status: Stable

Location: Gateway/Base Midpoint

People: Xander, Nata

BOSS BATTLE: AVERTED

 

Tien glances between the other two as they speak, slowly dropping his salute. ‘Get there and stab it a few hundred times--’ at least that sounds familiar, if phrased a bit differently than he’s used to. The man turns back to him, and Tien half-jolts into another salute before catching himself and folding his arms behind his back instead, where Fractal can slide down and hum in one of his hands. 

 

"Thank you for informing me on the situation," the man says. "I assure you that we will handle this as soon as possible." He motions down the hall. "If you go down this hall there should be some other agents. Go speak with them. They should be able to help keep you safe for the time being. Now if you don’t mind, we’ll be off to take care of the problem. Again, thank you for bringing this to our attention." 

 

Tien nods respectfully as they leave, then stares down the hallway for a long moment. "O-kay," he mumbles, "time to go and...meet more strangers." He sighs softly, dropping his hands to his sides. Fractal slides up his arm to rest on his shoulder, making a soft sound like a singing glass. Tien places a hand over her and squeezes his own shoulder. "I guess we should familiarize ourselves with everyone, since we’re gonna be here for a while." 

 

She hums in agreement.

 

He’s hoping they’ll be friendly. He has no reputation here; that could be a good thing, could be a bad one. It depends on how he builds it up from here. Years of standing at the side of a man obsessed with reputation (as protection, as weapon, as leverage) has given Tien a finely honed insight into just how important it can be. Unfortunately, that insight also makes him very, very aware of how tricky it is to build.

 

In short, Tien’s nervous. But he knows full well that doing nothing won’t help anything. So he takes a deep breath, sets his shoulders, and walks down the hallway.

 

He’s just the slightest bit put out when the first "other agents" he finds turn out to be a pair of teenage girls that look younger than he is.

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Temeraire Rhowa, Warrior of Light
<Status: Stable; In Battle>
<Location: Gateway>
<Current Class: Ninja>
<Allies: Lara | Twilight | Utakata | Grievous | Rimuru | Add | Hikaru | Typheus | Fiddlesticks>
<BOSS Enemy: Dimitri>

 

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Godsdammit, she missed! Those tentacles had retracted away from her shuriken, forming some sort of... shield?... around their owner. Not long afterwards, he lashed out. Good thing she was so far back. And behind an ally's shield.

 

Okay, don't aim at the tentacles, then. She began to consider her options, watching as the others began to aim at the tentacles' owner instead. Perhaps... Yes, this might work.

 

She took out a few throwing knives - she was not going to risk getting so close so soon - and hurled them all at the owner of the tentacles this time, praying to the Twelve that these didn't miss.

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What will you do?
TEA | COOKIE
>GREET | RUN

 

Chikako rushes out of the kitchen after checking on the tea for the fifth time in two minutes to see a tall, scared-looking boy around her age. The second he sees her, his expression seems to change, as if she and Evonna were not what he expected. Thinking nothing of it, she pauses and gives the boy a smile. 

 

"Oh hello! I'm Chikako, you must be new," she chirps, "We were just putting together some tea and sweets, this one over here decided to make three dozen.... cookies? That's what they're called? And nobody really consumed them earlier so." She explains with a gesture towards Evonna, who looks at her with an indignant expression. "Don't look at me like that, you're the one who decided to use all the ingredients."

 

"I assumed there were a lot of agents," Evonna murmurs under her breath. 

 

"Well, now you know," Chikako playfully retorts. She turns back to the boy and flashes another smile. "What can we call you?"

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Rimuru Tempest - Going for a ride

 

Rimuru looked down at the scene as the action continued to escalate. The winged unicorn was capable of magic, and a domed barrier formed between the attacking man and the group. Rimuru felt a considerable sense of dread as the tentacles crashed against the surface of the barrier; the man was like a wild animal, cornered and thrashing.

Soon additional allies arrived to help, two large, what rimuru could only gauge as, robots. They were both tall, almost as large as Rimuru was in his Star Wolf form. One of them went straight in, striking with a bladed weapon at the tentacles, but couldn’t seem to penetrate them. Behind the barrier, others were making their move.

 

The man with hair covering his eye appeared to be emitting an aura that strongly resembled Rimuru’s own monster aura and appeared to be attacking with bubbles.

“There are some strange abilities here aren’t there?” Rimuru thought.

 

The hot woman’s pistol continued to ring out, but her shots seemed to just bounce off the tentacles; Rimuru was very concerned at the nature of them. They were clearly flesh but the amount they could endure was growing more and more unbelievable.

“Great sage, is there a magic barrier surrounding those tentacles?” Rimuru asked, focusing his magic sense on the raging limbs.

 

[Negative – no magical aura is detected from the individual]

 

“Then what are they made of!? Bullets can’t even do anything, and that Robot looks like he’s at least made of steel. Can you analyse what it’s made of?” Rimuru enquired again; with his current height and aided by his magic sense, he could see most of the battle clearly. The man himself seemed vulnerable; he had recalled his tentacles briefly to shield himself, but their wild movements made getting past them to attack his body very difficult. Rimuru had all but given up trying to get the man to stand down; any attempt at calming him was quickly denied by the attacks from all the other individuals.

 

[Negative – magic sense is not enough to gauge the capabilities of those instruments. Direct acquisition via the predator ability is required for further analysis]

 

Rimuru’s eyes narrowed. As he suspected, he would need to directly use his predator ability on him. If things went well, he could probably just solve the entire problem by consuming him. But in the past, he had always subdued his opponents before using it.

 

“Well let’s give it a shot!” Rimuru declared. Sidestepping out from behind the barrier, Rimuru let out a growl and charged forward. He was instantly met with a barrage of the tentacles. They crashed into his huge body like a wave, multiple impacts at once. Rimuru was very glad his reincarnation had removed his ability to feel pain, but he still registered the impact; his wolf form wouldn’t withstand this force much longer.

In a cloud of black smoke, Rimuru did away with his Mimic, returning to a slime. One of the tentacles sheared through it, impacting Rimuru’s now small body.

 

“He heh, just as planned” Rimuru thought as his gelatinous body expanded, ensnaring the tentacle like an octopus ensnaring a crab. His thoughts of success were quickly swayed as, still attached to it, the tentacle smashed down onto the ground.

 

“Aaa! Activate predator! Dammit I won’t be able to hold on like this” Rimuru thought as he was smashed around. His ability had activated though, and the tentacle he was latched onto had started to be absorbed into his body.

 

[Analysis commencing]

 

The tentacle tip collided with one of the robots, and Rimuru felt the vibration resonate up through it and, likewise, through him. And with that the tentacle quickly moved back up into the air, before crashing back down against the ground. Rimuru was reminded of his firm’s trip to Disneyland Tokyo and the rides there. The tentacle was moving again and this time it crashed into the magic barrier that had been erected.

Rimuru felt the surge of magic flow through him, cancelling out his ability. His hold on the thrashing tentacle relinquished and he was sent flying past the barrier and landing behind the group, a few meters behind the bubble man.

 

“Ahhh… dammit I couldn’t get much, Great Sage analysis?” Rimuru asked. He was far enough away from the battle now that he relaxed a little.

 

[Analysis complete – Material is organic in origin and possesses similar structure to the heart. Origin indicates a muscular organ. The cells making up the organ are possessed by ordinary humans]

 

“I somehow don’t think he’s an ordinary human,” Rimuru remarked snidely, watching from a distance as the tentacles crashed around.

 

[Cells at base appear freeflowing but when activated go rigid and can align in a pattern that dramatically increases their hardness. However, while strong, if struck with an object of similar strength at the right angle the chemical binding can be severed]

 

“Hmm so that means they can take damage; that’s good to know”, Rimuru thought.

 

[Like a muscle, the action of the tentacles is guided by electrical signals. The subject likely possesses a way to release them from his body]

 

Rimuru carefully pondered the information he’d received. “So, from what Great sage was saying, their strength might be similar carbon fibre vests, but they’re organic so they can be controlled. If we had something on equal strength the tentacles could be hurt. And if we could get rid of them, we can get to the man controlling them… Hey great sage, use a copy of Kajin’s sword and graft the super cells we gathered onto one of the edges”, Rimuru ordered.

 

Rimuru transformed into his human form and a straight magisteel blade emerged into his hand. It reminded him of the Soul Edge sword from soul calibre. One half of the blade was coated in the blood red cells that made up the tentacles, Rimuru was pleased to see great sage had managed to recreate the point of the tentacle herself.

 

“So, if it can be controlled with a little electricity…” Rimuru said to himself. Activating his ability, he focused his thoughts and sent a small charge of electricity down to the blade. In an instant the tentacle attached to the blade reacted; the point shot forward, the layer of cells on the blade growing thinner as it did and impacted what was directly in front of it – The bubble man.

Rimuru disabled his particle control instantly and rushed forward, slapping a dollop of full strength healing potion straight onto the man’s wound.

 

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t know how it’d react. That should have fixed you up, are you alright!?” Rimuru cried.

Mentally smacking himself for being so careless when he knew the strength of those tentacles first-hand; Rimuru’s glanced down at it. For now, he’d just try use the coated edge to attack the tentacles. He smiled painfully up at the man, hoping for some form of forgiveness before he moved back to the fight.

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What will you do?

SLUG UPGRADE | >MORE BUBBLE

>GUN | RUN

 

Lara feels a sickness in her stomach when she sees the blade pierce through Utakata's side, appearing to go through the kidney. At that point, she thinks he's a goner. Had he even had time for the pain to register? Of course, the young... woman? Had she not been a blob previously? ...Either way, she immediately rushes over to Utakata, who already has a growing rosette of blood on the soft blue fabric of his kimono. 

 

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t know how it’d react. That should have fixed you up, are you alright!?” She seems very apologetic as she slaps the wound. How that doesn't hurt is beyond her. But when the blue-haired girl moves her hand, she notices that the wound isn't actively bleeding.  In fact, from the small patch of skin she could see in the hole, it looks completely healed. Lara raises her eyebrow-- what the bloody hell...? What the hell kind of healing powers does this girl have? 

 

She worked quickly, too. Had she taken any longer, Utakata would have been writhing on the ground in pain. "Well, I'll be damned..." she muses. 

 

Right. Back to the battle. Lara quickly reloads her pistol, and gawks in dismay when she sees that it's her last magazine. God **** dammit, she thinks to herself. Now she has to conserve her bullets. 20 per magazine, thank my lucky stars.... Still, 20 bullets.... That's not enough if this drags out for long enough, especially if I continue to miss or hit the tentacles... Dammit, had I known this was going to happen.... She might have to call for backup. It's fortunate she has her cube, but will anyone hear her if she tries to call? ….Doesn't hurt to try. But first, she aims two more bullets, one to each shin. Eighteen bullets left. She ducks back behind the shield. "God bloody dammit," she curses as she crouches near Twilight. 

 

...

 

He feels whatever it was pierce his side, but it doesn't really register until the object slides right back out. He yelps in pain, and yelps even louder when he feels something slap his side. Instantly the pain is gone, and it feels as if nothing ever so much as touched his skin. Still, he doesn't like the draft touching that patch of skin. There must be a hole in the kimono. Oh for the love of slug, I just remade this thing, too. He looks behind him at the-- the girl--- does this blob thing continue to change forms? Where's the giant wolf from earlier? She seems very apologetic, and Utakata sighs. Is it really worth getting upset over something that hurt for two seconds at the very most? 

 

...No. 

 

Utakata nods and gives her a half bow. "It's alright. Thank you for healing me." He turns around and dips his pipe in the fluid one more time. Before putting the end to his lips, he looks over his shoulder at her. "I owe you one." Then he sends another wave of bubbles at the enemy, regardless of whether or not the last round had any effect. Then he snaps one more time, setting them all off. 

 

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Status: Stable

Location: Base Dining Hall

People: Evonna, Chikako

 

"Oh hello!" One of the girls chirps. "I'm Chikako, you must be new." He certainly is that, at least. She continues with an explanation Tien only half-listens to. Maybe these two are more powerful than they look--probably they’re more powerful than they look--but maybe they’re here so they can be kept safe, too.

 

Or both. Both seems likely. 

 

"The friendlier girl asked for your name," Fractal buzzes softly, and Tien blinks back into focus. "They are trying to make a small...what do you call those meetings-over-foods? One of those."


Honestly, Tien’s blanking on the name for one of those too, so he just shrugs in response to Fractal. "I’m Tien," he tells the girl with a smile. "It’s nice to meet you. What are your names?"

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Sorey - 3rd Floor Library > Dining Hall

[talking with Towa] - [seraphs withdrawn] - [the fresh smell of baking, ft. ev/tien]

 

Arch the angel seemed to spend a good deal of time fascinated with the glowing box and its information. He had managed to search many terms relevant to his quest but unfamiliar to Sorey, and, standing awkwardly in the corner, Sorey concluded that it was a useful tool, though he liked the physical presence of books better.

 

And besides, the man beside the friendly angel made him feel a little bit unwelcome, so he put a hand on the princess' shoulder to get her attention. The library wasn't going to go anywhere, and there was a whole other castle out there to explore! "Towa, have you managed to take a look around yet?" he asked while Arch and Theo were focused on the computer. "I've yet to get a tour, so you're free to come along with me to check out the building."

 

Towa jolted a little when she felt Sorey’s hand touch her shoulder, but she relaxed afterwards. “I actually haven’t looked around much yet… the only places I know of are the dining hall and the hallways I passed through coming up here. I don’t see why we can’t.” She smiled at Sorey - she had a feeling she’d already made a new friend.

 

"Perfect," Sorey replied. "The stairs are right here, so we can go back to the first floor and work our way back up." He added, softer, to himself, "Unless there's a basement...?"

 

~~~

 

On the way, Sorey figured it would be a good time to get to know his new friend. "So, you're a princess, right? Do you have a castle like this? Or any castle at all, really..."

 

That dredged up bad memories really fast. “...I had one. I lost it when Dyspear took over my kingdom, the Hope Kingdom. Most of what I remember of it is from my childhood.

 

The boy's smile flattened out at her sudden sadness. Maybe that was the wrong thing to ask. "...I'm sorry." He shook his head from side to side. "You don't need to elaborate if you don't want to -- I can't imagine how it feels like to lose your home like that."

 

It’s not a good feeling, I can assure you of that.” Towa paused. She didn’t quite want to reveal all of her past just yet. “In spite of all that’s happened to me, though, I still have hope that I can take back the Hope Kingdom and put an end to Dyspear. It’s my dream to see the Hope Kingdom restored.

 

Sorey nodded. There wasn't much more to be added at this point, but he did sympathize with her plight.

 

At the second set of stairs, he paused and tilted his chin up to get a better sniff. There was a sweet scent in the air, of sugar and butter; a foreign recipe, but a familiar combination that recalled the gifts of the fire seraphim. 

 

"Do you smell that?" he turned to Princess Scarlet. "Seems like someone's been baking something pretty good."

 

I do smell it. It smells heavenly…” Towa smiled - it reminded her of those tea parties she’d have before her kingdom fell.

 

Whatever it was, the two followed the aroma down to the first floor and turned the corner to reach the dining hall, where two other people -- agents? or newcomers like them? -- were chatting, with a third person running in from the kitchen. There were more people living here than Sorey initially thought, based on his initial experiences and sparse the castle's decor was... but he figured that he hadn't met many people because he spent most of his day holed up in the multiversal library.

 

He gave a small wave to the two curly-haired teens. "Hey, did you make these cookies?"

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[ hikaru ; gateway ]

 -- human form! ]

 

from the mountains to the sky ;

we walk

--

 

Everything happened so fast. One moment they had been in their apartment, him abruptly mourning the loss of his fries to the impact of Add's strict regulations, and the second they were suddenly flung through space and time, hurling towards a world neither of them had previously visited before.

 

In the mixture of excitement and adrenaline created by this sudden change of location, Hikaru abruptly forgets the convenient factor of having brought a certain ghoulish visitor with them to the X-Dreamer's home base, and promptly reinvents their mission with his own added flair.

 

He takes a second to recover from having been both thrown on the ground and attacked a second prior -- as if any damage he sustained could injure him, truly -- and rolls out onto his back, missing most of the ensuring chaos with his attempts to self-regulate. 

 

Brief moment of calm done -- at least, as well as he could manage with his tails twitching in excitement, Add's taunts only moment earlier burning a fire in his stomach, the sounds of battle and panic echoing across the plains -- Hikaru's eyes snap open and he jumps up with newfound energy.

 

"I love it!" he declares, too loudly, and grins happily to himself. The ensuring scene is nearly identical to when they would raid human villages and eat the ensuring villagers, only now with an added bonus -- he was not at fault for the human distress caused in the atmosphere!

 

It was like a dream come true: to enjoy the human panic without having to pay for the consequences. He would have to thank the scary, blond-haired stranger sometime.

 

This was great! He wished the younger boy at the beginning hadn't run off so quickly. Why would he leave such an exciting scene? And now there were strange, metal-like constructs joining them as well -- yokai of this world, perhaps?

 

"Yokaiiii!" he cheers when two members of the X-Dreamers -- he's assuming -- abruptly turn into something else, one in the shape of a giant wolf and another with tails fawning out behind him. But this is strange -- they do not behave the way that he is used to, and the tailed man does not eat his female companion next to him. Why not? She would be an excellent power boost. Maybe he was full?

 

But how could you be full from eating? Hikaru's brain takes a second to process this possibility, but he quickly denies it -- there's no way someone would want to not do something as wonderful as eating, constantly. That was the reason Add got so mad when he munched on snacks at 3AM, after all. 

 

Speaking of the mechanic, Hikaru's tails abruptly drop and his energy disappears for a second when Starfall gives a distressed beep, crushed in the invading ghoul's kagune. The drone stirs for a second, attempting escape, before giving in to the tight hold and fading entirely, the purple lines powering its white body shutting down instantly. 

 

Why would he attack the drones? They weren't good to eat, or anything. Maybe it had been a mistake? That's okay -- he'll get the correct one next time!

 

"Aim for the people!" he shouts instead, gesturing wildly to the X-Dreamers. The ghoul only had one eye -- maybe he had confused Starfall for a tiny human! Hikaru hasn't seen many human babies in his time, mostly because they were so easily digestible, but he would assume the drone looked like one from far away. Or if you happened to be half blind. 

 

"They're edible! And tasty!" 

 

Too caught up in the excitement of the moment, Hikaru resigns himself to cheering on the sidelines, although it is not quite clear which side he roots for. 

 

 

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 -- no spells in use.  ]

 

a tiny flame, planted carefully

wilts elegantly to the frost

a tiny herb, grown peacefully

welcomes the coming dawn.

--

 

Something had appeared at the Gateway, and for a second Vaccaria rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, pulling the brim of his hat over his eyes to hide his annoyance. More visitors? What did this organization happen to do -- accept every stray and every orphan that came knocking at their door? It was a terrible way to run a Guild -- one would accept all of the stragglers that held no particular talents, without any vetting process. 

 

However, the chaos that breaks out abruptly lifts him from his thoughts, and Vaccaria has barely enough time to collect himself before the Gateway breaks out in utter chaos. The newcomer -- three of them, actually -- attacks instantly, and in the mess it is hard to tell who is on which side.

 

Are there sides? He is not even sure where he belongs. He has not consented to joining this group yet -- yet? -- and already the limitations of his patience is being tested. If this was some test they gave to newcomers ...

 

Actually, that would be remarkably clever, Vaccaria muses. Should this happen to be a setup, it would be an instant win for this organization, the X-Dreamers -- what a silly name -- to win his respect. A perfect vetting process, despite his earlier criticisms. 

 

Perhaps he is a competitive man -- after all, in his trade, one almost has to be -- but he has no intention of allow the other newcomers to upstage him. 

 

However, it seems he is rather slow on the uptake; everyone else has already sprung into action, from running away to transforming into ... something.

 

He has to briefly remind himself that these are not, in fact, monsters, as he watches two robotic machines come rushing in from seemingly nowhere. Huh. 

 

Monsters or not, he will consider that later. It seems everyone is ganging up on the blond newcomer now, and that is hardly a fair fight.

 

"Lootstealers," he says to himself, a casual observation. No tact, either -- they have hardly had time to even discuss before a raid. Would this have been Glory, he would have been sighing on a judge's panel right about now. 

 

But he is not home, Vaccaria reminds himself, and with that thought he mounts Stardust Extermination. The broom reacts instantly to his touch, and he shoots upwards into the sky, well above everyone else. A well-calculated vantage point -- from here, he can see the battlefield. No HP or MP bars, unfortunately.

 

"Magic Missile," he says, pointing downwards. A ray of bright something forms at the movement of his fingers and he directs the magic downwards, intending to test the newcomer's resistance. So far he has proven to be completely unaffected by physical attacks -- if the type of gun that Lara used had been the same as the ones in Glory -- but perhaps a magical hit will do some kind of damage. Curiously, Vaccaria stalls himself in place, prepared to fly quickly away if needed, and waits for the results of his actions.  

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"Light, again,are you sure this is okay to do?" Louise asked. Light looked back--or tried to, at least. When she turned, the purple beanbag she was carrying smacked against the wall and refused to budge. She stubbornly tried to turn a few times until a giant brown-furred hand reached over and gently took the giant beanbag from her arms.

 

"Thanks, Kurtua. Alright.... No," Light admitted to Louise. "But I'm just going to borrow this stuff until I can get a little bit of my own. That furkin's price was so high, I don't think I can even buy a single bottle of essence right now."

 

"If you say so," Louise shrugged. Or at least as well as someone can shrug while holding a roll of rug in their arms. Light turned back around, considering the problem solved, and walked jauntily down the hall. A bulky suit of black, clacking armor, carrying a stack of books, a black-haired woman wearing sashes, bead chains, and purple furs, carrying the aforementioned rug, and a large, armored, brown-furred minotaur, draped with curtains while carrying a chair and a desk (plus one beanbag), followed suit. While the woman was soundlessly levitating, the minotaur's hooves clacked loudly on the tile. From Light, the mask she had tied loosely to her Book of Contracts clacked together with every other step.

 

Well, stealth was never my strong suit, Light thought to herself. Besides, it's too quiet in here anyway. She took a breath with the thought, and started singing the first song that came to her head as she walked down the corridor, checking all the doors. Nope, these were all taken, so--

Light froze as she rounded the corner and saw Ozma staring at her. And she was alone, without the support of the Order of Priests, Iris, or even her friends--butshehadhersummonsandshehadnewpowersnowshewasstrongershecan--Light raised her hand, the incantation to summon coming to her mouth until a sharp pain sparked against her arm broke her concentration and drew a loud yelp from her.

 

"Rao!" the aforementioned spark zipped away from her, towards the--Wait. Ozma had pink markings. He didn't have horns, hooves, and this Imposter's wings are much bigger--Light lowered her hand as Louise, Sandor, and Kurata came forward, stepping defensively in front of her. Whoever this Imposter is, he doesn't have that Apostle-y energy either... Though the wood dust looks creepy around him...

 

Light stepped out from behind her summons, and their stances relaxed. Well, except for Sandor's, but he never really had a "relaxed" stance to begin with. Come to think of it, the unicorn said the Gateway to the Starry Skies tended to draw heroes here, didn't it?

 

"... Um, hi," Light greeted awkwardly, even as Rao floated curiously around him. "Do you know where a free room might be?"

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TEA | COOKIE
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“I’m Tien, it’s nice to meet you. What are your names?" 

 

Evonna looks up at the dark-haired boy and smiles. “I’m--” She’s interrupted by a tall, young brunette man, seeming around their age- if not a tad older- and a young girl with very bright pink hair. The boy gives them a wave, and Evonna wishes Chikako wasn’t skirting back and forth into the kitchen.

 

“Hey, did you make these cookies,” he asks. Evonna clears her throat. She doesn’t much care for small talk, nor does the dark- haired boy- Tien. She takes some comfort in that. But she gives the newcomers a shy smile. 

 

“Um, I did. My name is Evonna.” Chikako comes back in with the tea, and she beams at the new people in the room.

 

Well, hi there. Glad to see we have some more people to share these cookies with-- my friend here decided to bake everything she got at the marketplace.” She gives the older brunette and the younger pinkette a small wave and sets the tea on the table. “Ev wanted to make cookies for everyone. I tried one, I had no idea what I was missing back at home. Anyway, I caught Tien’s name, what may I call you two? Oh heck, where are my manners? My name is Chikako Tanimoto. Chikako or Chika are fine.” 

 

Evonna has no idea how one could be so goddamn friendly. 

 

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People: Evonna, Chikako, Sorey, Towa, Mikleo

 

"Hey," a voice interrupts before Tien can get an answer, "did you make these cookies?"

 

He turns to see a number of people enter the room; a brown-haired boy around his age, and a girl even younger than the other two, with bright pink hair. Hanging back behind them is another boy, also his age, with pale blue hair that looks almost white. All of them are almost Shin-pale.

 

Honestly, it takes Tien several long moments before he processes their ages. He gets a bit stuck on the unusual hair colors. Unusual but very pretty hair colors.

 

"Um, I did. My name is Evonna," the other girl says, bringing Tien back to attention. He glances back at her for a moment, then checks eye colors quickly--Evonna’s darkeyed, and the girl who keeps darting into the other room is lighteyed, he knows that--and these three all have light eyes too, alright. Actually, the pink-haired girl’s eyes are almost the same shade that Tien’s turn when he summons Fractal.

 

(None of the girls are covering their safehands, but he’s trying very, very hard to ignore that. Different cultures and all. He doesn’t think the darkeyes-lighteyes split is a thing here either, but considering that adhering to that is more a matter of personal safety rather than personal embarrassment, he’s not ready to test the limits there yet.)

 

The other girl ducks back in from the kitchen and starts talking cheerfully and very quickly. Tien’s pretty sure he managed to catch all of it, but he thinks he might have missed a few words. But, well, that’s what he has Fractal for. And he caught her name, at least. Chikako somehow has a similar vibe to Utakata; maybe they’re from alternate versions of the same country or something.

 

Still...that’s starting to feel like a lot of lighteyes. Even if they are his age or younger, even though Evonna doesn’t seem worried about it at all, even though none of them look Alethi--it’s starting to make Tien nervous. He knows it probably shouldn’t, he’s dealt with more lighteyes with worse attitudes. But, well, he wasn’t really expected to participate in those discussions.

 

...Oh, that’s what’s making him nervous. Alright, he can deal with that, at least temporarily. Tien folds his hands behind his back and steps towards the wall, out of everyone’s way. It’s a form of hiding in plain sight and it probably won’t work, but it puts him in a place he’s familiar with. Fractal hums quietly, and that helps too.

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Illidan Stormrage, Lord of the Illidari
<Status: Stable; startled>
<Location: 2nd Floor Hallway>
<People: Light>

 

~~

 

Illidan had just finished getting those last nuanced details of the Illidari emblem on the door. It had taken a little less time than he'd anticipated, he had to admit, but it was still painstaking work and now his nostrils practically burned with the scent of sawdust. Nonetheless, he had stopped his meticulous scratching to admire his work. He had outdone himself - the emblem was accurate and didn't look too bad on the door. Now everyone would know which room was his...

 

He knew he was probably going to have to clean up the mess of wood dust on the floor, though.

 

"...um, hi. Do you know where a free room might be?"

 

The voice was enough to startle Illidan, but instead of a shocked yelp, he ended up sneezing due to all the wood dust. Yeah, he was definitely going to have to clean this up, even if only to save himself from descending into a sneezing fit.

 

He sighed. "There's free rooms all up and down the hallway. Lots of them. I don't know which ones, though."

 

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Towa Akagi, Princess of the Hope Kingdom
<Status: Stable; delighted>
<Location: Dining Hall>
<People: Sorey | Evonna | Chikako | Tien>

 

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Towa listened as everyone around her introduced themselves, and then politely curtsied in front of them. "My name is Towa Akagi. It's nice to meet you all. Evonna, Chikako, and Tien... they're all lovely names."

 

She then smiles. "You made these, Evonna? They smell heavenly..." And then she spots the tea. "Oh, you're having a tea party! I used to go to them all the time back home! Then again, as the Princess of the Hope Kingdom, a lot of other people would show up for those as well... It'll be nice to be in a small tea party for a change."

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[cookies!] - [with ev, tien, towa, chikako, and mikleo] - [edna on the side]

 

The older boy, introduced indirectly as Tien, shrunk away without a word once he and Towa arrived. The most talkative of the three was definitely that active girl with the purple ribbon and the fishnet stockings -- but all in all, everyone seemed to be very nice.

 

Sorey added his own name to the introductions. "My name's Sorey!"

 

He glanced aside at Mikleo. Could the humans here see him? The shepherd wasn't sure if he should introduce his best friend, who was staring silently and wistfully into the distance. The water seraph, feeling his eyes, shifted his attention away and examined the room's decor, noting the scarred table and the snacks sitting on top of it. Sorey felt bad for him... Even though Mikleo was someone who normally spoke very little, it probably felt very lonely being a ghost in the human world. The seraph would never admit it, of course -- but Sorey knew him well enough to read the disappointment in his posture.

 

There was no reason to keep the seraphim secret here, was there? Strange things kept happening, so some invisible people might be one of the least surprising things to ever happen. Sorey gestured vaguely in Mikleo's direction. "You probably can't see him, but the white haired kid over there is my best friend, Mikleo!" He reached over to grab a cookie, then continued while talking a bite of the chocolatey goodness. "Hesh a sheraph, so hesh invisible to most humans."

 

"I wonder if it's wise to show all your cards like that right away?" Edna commented, eyes narrowed and lips pursed in disapproval. When did she appear? She had rounded the table and seated herself, parasol held daintily in one hand and cookies -- held out like a fan of cards -- in the other. Sorey heard her words but showed no visible reaction. He was certain that, unlike Mikleo, Edna wanted nothing to do with humans other than harass them from time to time. And knowing her, the cookies in her hand would already have turned invisible, causing the ones on the table to appear to disappear at an alarming rate.

 

"These are real good," Sorey said to Evonna, He couldn't decide whether to keep the earth seraphim in his sights or out of sight, so all he could do was act normal... Relatively. "Hey Mikleo, you should try one!"

 

"No, I'm fine--" The seraph didn't get to finish, because Sorey already tossed him one and, out of reflex, he caught it between his two hands, then slightly grimaced at the chocolate sticking to his pale hands.  "--Ah, thanks..."

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Location: Base Dining Hall

People: Evonna, Chikako, Sorey, Towa, Mikleo, Edna

 

Towa calls the arrangement Chikako’s been setting up a tea party, which at least gives Tien and Fractal words for what’s going on. That’s always nice to have. Of course, then she mentions that she’s a princess ever-so-casually, which both vindicates and increases Tien’s nervousness. He’d best step carefully around her, be as respectful as he can. 

 

"My name’s Sorey! You probably can't see him, but the white haired kid over there is my best friend, Mikleo!"

 

Tien blinks, tilting his head. Can’t see him? Why shouldn’t he be able to see him? 

 

Sorey reaches over and grabs one of the cookies, answering Tien’s unspoken question with his mouth half-full. "Hesh a sheraph, so hesh invisible to most humans."

 

You know, it’s nice when Tien doesn’t actually have to ask things to get answers. Of course, that statement also raises more questions, like what Sorey called Mikleo in the first place. The word is unfamiliar to Tien, and hearing it through a full mouth doesn’t exactly help.

 

He glances briefly at Fractal. "Any idea what that is?" he asks softly.

 

Fractal rings a negative. "Perhaps like a spren?" she offers. "There are some who can hide themselves from humans in the Physical Realm, like the honorspren and inkspren." 

 

Tien nods thoughtfully. That would make sense. If that’s true, then Mikleo isn’t really a lighteyes at all. Great. That cancels out about half of the anxiety from learning Towa’s a princess. 

 

"I wonder if it's wise to show all your cards like that right away?"

 

Oh storms where did she come from? Tien startles reflexively, looking over at a girl who’d moved to the table. Young, lighteyed, pale--why are there so many pale people here--and wearing a safeglove on the wrong hand. Storms, that’s somehow worse than not wearing a glove at all. And she barely looks old enough to be wearing one, too--Tien glances away, fighting an embarrassed flush.

 

He finds his gaze landing on Mikleo, grimacing as something in the cookie stuck to his hand. Tien tilts his head curiously. He kind of wants to try one, but he’s honestly a bit too nervous to just reach out and grab one even though he knows nobody would mind. 

 

It’s alright. It’s fine. People-watching is interesting enough. Better than being out in that battle. He shivers involuntarily at the thought.

 

If nobody else can see the...not-a-spren, though, then he might honestly be Tien’s best chance at having a conversation that won’t set him on edge. Fractal is Tien’s best friend after all, and she’s kind of similar. Sort of. As near as he can figure.

 

Tien sidles over to stand next to Mikleo. "Hi," he says, waving slightly, "I don’t know why I can see you--"

 

"It’s likely the Nahel Bond," Fractal says matter-of-factly, and Tien nods in acknowledgement. He supposes if Mikleo is spren-adjacent then there’s no harm in telling him about Fractal. 

 

"Possibly-probably, yes--anyways, I can. So." He gestures at his shoulder. "I'm Tien, this is Fractal. Nice to meet you." 

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[speaking with Tien and Fractal] - [you can see me?]

 

Edna was probably trying to get him blamed for the disappearing cookies. He shot the blond girl a glare then took a nibble from the one Sorey gave him. He liked sweets, but it was such a childish thing to admit.

 

The tall boy, much like him, was standing aside and keeping his distance from the group. He had slipped up to Mikleo, and Mikleo took a matching step back as to avoid colliding with him -- though the seraphim could see that his movements were too deliberate for it to be coincidental. It still jolted him when Tien addressed him directly. Surprising -- unlike anyone else they met so far with the exception of the angel, this young man could see him. The rules of the multiverse were strange, but it was likely that this meant that Tien possessed high resonance, thanks to the bond that the... pattern on his cloak spoke of? He gestured to it as if it were a friend, and Mikleo nodded. They were sort of like a seraph-like creature? There were many things that humans couldn't see, and he wondered if that was the case for Fractal, as well. Maybe he'll ask Sorey to ask a human to check if they could see those shifting lines.

 

"Nice to meet you too," Mikleo replied. It was only polite. "Sorey already introduced me. I'm Mikleo, a water seraphim."

 

There wasn't much to say, though Mikleo had many things he was curious about. But the tall boy was shy -- shyer even that he used to be, as a kid -- and so Mikleo figured that it would make him more comfortable if he shared something first before asking what a Nahel Bond was. He tilted his head up and his violet eyes met Tien's for a moment before he looked away slightly. "Seraphs are kind of like the spirits and guardians of the world we're from. Humans used to worship us a long time ago, but because they no longer do it's hard for us to protect them from malevolence." He gestured towards Sorey and a fond smile appeared on his lips. "It's his dream to see the two races co-exist again, even though most of the time, he's the only one who can see us."

 

 

 

 

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Twilight Sparkle -- Gateway

[run, you idiots] - [stressed] - [misfiring magic...?]

 

Darn... Despite her warning, everyone there chose to fight instead of run, and to make matters worse, the two big robots -- Fiddlesticks and Typheus -- were attracted by the ruckus and decided to join the fray. At least they were metal and armed, so more durable than most? The tentacles though... from the sound of the impacts, they seemed as strong as steel. At this rate, someone was going to get really hurt, but no one wanted to stop and listen. Why did it always end up like this?

 

Twilight dispelled the barrier and prepared to weave another spell as quickly as she could. Those tendrils allowed the humanoid to attack in all directions and that's what made him so dangerous. What would be the easiest spell to disable him? Teleportation would just put the problem elsewhere, and it was hard to stop the motion of all of those limbs at once... But at least, if Twilight could somehow draw his attention elsewhere or disarm him through infatuation, it might provide an opening for someone's attack to go through.

 

It was hard to do magic while under a threat. She envied those battlemages who could keep their calm while they were under fire. The pony's wings propelled her into the air when one tentacle smashed into the ground where she was half a second ago, and her spell released in a flash, the pink blast phasing through the kagune and enveloping Dimitri before the glow faded away.

 

Twilight set up another barrier around herself to prepare for the onslaught that came with drawing an attacker's attention, but the dirty blond man didn't behave any different. Was he immune? She found herself unable to look away from him, and it dawned on her that perhaps, something might have gone wrong and the spell had inverted her intentions once again. She smacked a hoof to her face, and began to work on a counter-spell to disable her mistake.

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>GUN | RUN

 

Utakata raises his eyebrow at Twilight, who seems to be staring at the intruder until she does the horse equivalent of a facepalm. Then he looks at Lara, whose face seems to heat up at the sight of the man. What kind of jutsu is this? Whatever it is, he wants to get as far away from it as possible. No feelings today, tomorrow, or the next day. Especially for someone who's supposed to be the enemy- he saw that on the battlefield once. How that was possible is still lost on him. 

 

He refuses to so much as look at the intruder, focusing on the fact that he was just stabbed. He knows it was an accident. However, something about it is already starting to grind his gears. The fact that he'd leave himself so goddamn vulnerable...

 

Saiken...

 

I hear you... I'll allow it. Just a step up.

 

That's fine. That might be all I need. 

 

Very well, then. Prepare yourself. 

 

The pain is probably the worst part of the whole thing. He does let out a shout of pain, but it's not long before the pain itself subsides. The beast's chakra creates a more significant shroud around him, and he feels much more aggressive than before. Perfect. He prepares for the man to attack, knowing full well that this chakra could be painful if the man were to touch it. 

 

And, hopefully, it'll provide sufficient protection.

 

...

 

Lara does feel her face flush after Twilight casts whatever spell that was. It doesn't take more than a few seconds for her to figure out what kind of spell it was. 

 

****.

 

It's a bloody love spell. She knew enough to know that Twilight doesn't do well under pressure, but... What the devil was she trying to..... Oh. Oh. She gets it. Still, it's about to bite them all in the ass if Twilight can't do a counter spell soon. Wow, she hadn't noticed this man had such a sharp jawline before... He's not a bad looking man, minus the disgustingly matted blonde hair... 

 

Lara Rochelle Croft, stop that nonsense right now. Focus on something else. Remember Stan. You love Stan, don't you?

 

Right. If she can remember that, she's solid. Come on, Lara, get it together. Lara remembers at that point that she's low on bullets. "Bloody hell," she swears, "I'm low on ammunition...." She aims another shot at the man, making that her last wild shot until she gets more bullets.

 

Twilight used Attract!

Dimitri used No U!

It doesn't affect Utakata…

Lara used Struggle!

 

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TEA | >COOKIE
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Towa seems like the normal one here. "You made these, Evonna? They smell heavenly... Oh, you're having a tea party! I used to go to them all the time back home! Then again, as the Princess of the Hope Kingdom, a lot of other people would show up for those as well... It'll be nice to be in a small tea party for a change." Evonna shyly smiles at that. 

 

"Thanks," she says, "though they're not my best work. I feel they could've used a little less flour, but I was eager to use up everything. I was a little ashamed to have leftover ingredients." Chikako grins at her. 

 

"Don't be ridiculous. They're really good. Look, even Sorey-- What the actual hell..." Chikako's expression turns blank. Evonna looks as well as Sorey yeets a cookie into the air and it disappears. "....Is he using some sort of genjutsu to hide a person? Or is he just talking to himself? Either way, this is crazy."

 

"Sorey definitely isn't talking to himself, Tien's talking to whatever it is too. ...This whole multiverse stuff is really weird.

 

"See I wouldn't have noticed that." She looks at the scene in wonder. "But it's damn near the coolest thing I've seen so far." Evonna blinks at her, at a loss for words. She's cute, yes, but she's a bit of an oddball. Evonna grabs a cookie and takes a bite. 

 

"Anyone want tea? Asking the... Seraphim? ...Seraphim. You guys want tea too?

 

"I wanna see if the mugs disappear when they drink the tea," Chikako muses. Evonna turns to face her. She's in awe that Chikako's so curious about everything. That curiosity could get her killed, even in her home world. And yet she doesn't seem to have a care in the world. Evonna takes another bite of cookie and takes a seat. 

 

"You're ridiculous. Come take a seat, everyone.

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"Nice to meet you too. Sorey already introduced me. I'm Mikleo, a water seraphim."

 

Seraphim, that’s what the word is! Tien wonders how the water distinction manifests; in the coloring, for sure, but what else with it? A preference or attraction towards water, an instinct for sailing, an innate knowledge of purification?

 

Mikleo makes eye contact, and Tien blinks back to attention at the light eyes looking at him. Mikleo may not really be a lighteyes, but it’s too ingrained in Tien’s mind as pay-attention-to-your-superiors for him to shake it off. The seraphim glances away almost as soon as Tien’s paying attention again, which is honestly kind of a relief.

 

"Seraphs are kind of like the spirits and guardians of the world we're from," Mikleo explains. "Humans used to worship us a long time ago, but because they no longer do it's hard for us to protect them from malevolence." He gestures towards Sorey with a soft smile. "It's his dream to see the two races co-exist again, even though most of the time, he's the only one who can see us."

 

...Huh. That sounds weirdly familiar, and yet not. "That’s a nice dream," Tien says earnestly. Sounds like an impossible one, but it’s nice all the same. 

 

He should probably explain about spren in return for that explanation about seraphs. "Spren are the natural forces of our world. Er--that’s what Fractal is, a spren. Liespren, truthspren, Cryptic. A…" He trails off, waving a hand in circles, then looks at her again. "What’s that phrase?"

 

"The representation of the mathematical truths that govern the cosmere," Fractal answers promptly. "Spren are not natural forces; we are the ideas behind them."

 

"Right," Tien nods, "My bad." He still gets those mixed up sometimes. “Back home, we say that everything has a spren. Plants, animals, rocks, the wind, the rain--everything.” He hesitates for a moment, wondering if he should stop there. But that parallel between seraphs and the Knights Radiant…it’s too interesting to let pass. "Uh, a long time ago there were ten orders of spren that people could bond with in order to gain powers and protect humanity. But…" Tien hesitates again. Explaining the Desolations and the Recreance and the everything would probably take way too long and mostly go over Mikleo’s head besides. "In, in short, that doesn’t really happen anymore. The, the last ones abandoned humanity, and people are, uh, scared of that happening again."

 

Best not to mention that it is happening again. If Mikleo figures out that Tien’s bond with Fractal is that kind of bond, well, fair enough. He still doesn’t need to know the specifics of the situation on Roshar.

 

Evonna calls out from the table. "Come take a seat, everyone."

 

Tien glances over at Mikleo, deciding to wait and see if the seraphim will move before he starts forwards.

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Chaos reigned on the battlefield.

Twilight, clearly possessed of reason and power, called to the others present to back off and allow their agents to handle this.

 

Feh. Does she really think I'm going to back off from an opportunity like this?

 

... Besides, this one seems more dangerous than the rest.

 

Off in the distance, he heard loud clanking of metal, and thrusters. He turned to look back, expecting a ship, but instead seeing giant humanoid robots.

 

Must be the reinforcements. I wonder if they're like me; maybe I can ask when we're through here.

 

The two robots engage the rogue human's tentacles, similarly surprised by the durability of those appendages. The General weaved around, looking for an opening.

Utakaka had become something... else. He was surrounded by an aura of power, with six appendages of his own formed by it. This was unlike any Force technique Grievous had ever seen, so he mentally classed it as 'magic'.

The smaller of the two robots (and arguably more enthusiastic) fired what seemed to be a ballistic missile, which Grievous decided to back away from. He'd seen what those could do, and his armor was only so durable.

Vaccaria followed up with some magic of his own, as did Twilight with hers. For just a moment, the General felt... A bit drowsy, as though he couldn't quite move on his own, before shaking off the feeling.

What the heck was that?

 

Then, the magic wall that barred the rogue's path fell, and he lashed out in all directions with his tentacles.

 

"Now is the time." The General said aloud to himself, as he finally seized his chance. The enemy's weakest point always follows their strongest blow, after all.

The Kaleesh channeled Vapaad. He almost felt the malice leaking through his mask as he closed the distance and reveled in his fury.

Of course, Grievous wasn't aiming to strike. He'd seen plenty enough to know this opponent could not be taken down alone. But the constant pressure would force his opponent on the defensive, allowing someone else an opening.

His hands quickly became a blur as the General seemed to strike in all directions at once. Few lightsaber duelists could boast of Vapaad mastery. Fewer enjoyed it, due to its necessary immersion in the Dark Side of the Force.

Not that General Grievous had any such problem.

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Mikleo - Dining Hall

[taking a seat] - [speaking with Tien and Fractal] - [spren?]

 

"That's... Too bad." These spren left, taking with them the powers they shared with the humans, not unlike many of the seraphim. Mikleo wanted to press for more information to satiate his own curiosity, but the taller boy didn't seem like he wanted to talk about it at all. Thankfully, the girl -- Evonna -- called them to assemble, just in time to break the awkward pause. Mikleo assumed he'd stay standing, as usual, but Tien's stare beckoned him to take a few steps toward the table and take one of the further seats.

 

"So spren are related to forces and ideas, interesting..." Mikleo put a hand to his chin, deep in thought. In this sense, spren were different to seraphim, as they were born and tied to concepts. Well, he himself didn't know how seraphim were born, exactly, so maybe they did suddenly spring up from natural concepts. "Does each object have a spren, then? Or are there spren governing groups and categories of things? Say, a spren for each blade of grass, or one spren governing all grasses on this part of the land?"

 

 

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Sorey - Dining Hall

[hold my hand] - [tea with ev, tien, towa, chikako, lailah and mikleo] - [edna on the side]

 

"Oh, how exciting!" said Lailah. The woman manifested beside Sorey, clapped her hands together, and grinned. "A tea party with baked treats! It would be a pleasure to have some tea with these cookies."

 

"Lailah wants tea," Sorey repeated to Evonna. "I'll have a cup too but -- don't worry, I can pour it myself!" Before anyone could object, Sorey reached across the table to pour two cups of green tea, then passed one mug to Lailah. For politeness' sake, he filled a few more cups for the others present in the room (visible and invisible) in case they wanted any, before he set down the teapot.

 

After putting the mug to his lips and flinching back from the heat, Sorey put the cup down on the table to wait for it to cool. The two girls seemed to whisper to each other a lot, didn't they? Guess they were pretty good buddies. Further down the table, Mikleo seemed to have hit it off with the tall boy who could see him, somehow, and that sight made Sorey smile.

 

"Evonna," he addressed the girl sitting beside him to get her attention. "If you want to properly meet my friends, I think there's a way we can show you. Right?" The Shepherd looked to the fire seraphim, and got a nod in return. 

 

Gently, he reached over and grabbed her hand. The bare fingers of his left hand brushed her palm and she felt cold to his touch -- although Sorey was certain that he was the one who usually ran warmer. He lingered there for a moment, squeezing her hand in place, and  he closed his eyes, breathed in, holding it. The sounds of the dining room -- mostly Mikleo's conversation -- faded into the distance as he deliberately tried to ignore the sounds that threatened to shatter his focus.

 

Lailah projected her voice through the bond. "Hello? Evonna, can you hear me?"

 

 

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TEA | COOKIE
PUNCH | YEET

 

Evonna has more than two questions for Sorey. In fact, if there were a mind reader in the group, they'd be able to detect at least twenty thousand in there, many of them different versions of the same one. Sorey and Tien are having a full on conversation with the "Seraphim", and she assumes that they're talking back. Some names get thrown around- Fractal, Mikleo... It's all giving her mind fuel to churn out more and more questions about this situation- and the multiverse, for that matter. 

Right now, though, she can consolidate her thoughts into two questions.

1. What the hell are these Seraphim?

2. Is Sorey okay?

 

Seeing that cookie disappear midair really threw her off. The moving chair makes her question many things. She glances at Chikako, who watches and listens to the conversation with a childlike admiration. Evonna bitterly thinks to herself, Well at least one of us is having a swell time. I can't understand a goddamn thing that's going on here. She frowns slightly. But does she have to look so cute when she's like that? It's just not fair. Evonna wishes she had such charms. Taking a sip of her tea, Evonna quietly takes a seat next to Sorey. 

 

"Lailah wants tea," Sorey says to her,  "I'll have a cup too but -- don't worry, I can pour it myself!" Evonna nods, acknowledging that she won't have to get up for a little while. She's ready to pour herself some tea, but notices that Sorey has already poured several cups for the table.  She graciously thanks him and puts a cookie on a small plate. Glancing at Chikako again, she notes that the raven-haired girl appears to be engrossed in her cookie and happily learning more about Mikleo and Tien's conversation. Nosy girl. 

 

"Evonna," Sorey calls to her, and her focus immediately turns back to the brunette. She raises her eyebrow, wondering what he wants. He continues as soon as he has her attention, "If you want to properly meet my friends, I think there's a way we can show you. Right?" Sorey then looks in the direction of what she assumes is one of the seraphim. Nonplussed, Evonna nods. Again, the questions start racing through her mind. 

 

Sorey carefully reaches for her hand and takes it, closing his eyes in concentration. Her first instinct is to pull back and possibly slap him across the face. But perhaps she had dated Antoine for too long. So she squashes that urge and tries her best to relax and focus on something else to keep her anxiety from getting the better of her. The glove on his hand is soft, in contrast with the fingers that wrap around her hand. His skin is surprisingly warm, which perplexes her as she's normally a furnace. Is it that cold in here? She closes her eyes and takes a few deep breaths. Soon enough, she hears a feminine voice. 

 

"Hello? Evonna, can you hear me?" Her eyes snap open and she blinks several times in shock- not pulling away but still terrified.

 

"TABERNAC.

 

Ailment: Evonna is confused!

Evonna is ready to hit someone!

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Status: Stable

Location: Base Dining Hall

People: Evonna, Chikako, Sorey, Towa, Mikleo, Edna, Lailah

 

Tien goes to take a seat as what must be yet another seraphim appears, clapping her hands excitedly. He notes her appearance and then tunes her out as Mikleo asks another question.

 

"Does each object have a spren, then? Or are there spren governing groups and categories of things? Say, a spren for each blade of grass, or one spren governing all grasses on this part of the land?"

 

"Weee-eell," Tien finds himself drawing out the word, partly because he’s moving now and partly because he’s rapidly backtracking through everything he’d ever learned about spren. "If you asked my mom, she’d lean more towards the first interpretation. Like, the spren of a root is a spren, but when you chop the root into pieces there’s a smaller spren inside each piece. That’s at least half-true. Everything has a spren, or something that can be convinced, otherwise you couldn’t Soulcast things, but most visible spren tend to be attracted by their concepts."

 

"For example, what you can see of Fractal isn’t her full form,” he continues, tapping her lightly. “Most spren aren’t sentient, either; the ones that are don’t usually worry about what they represent in the Physical Realm--”

 

"Anymore," Fractal buzzes softly.

 

"--Anymore, at least, because they’re more concerned with their lives in their own realm, which we call Shadesmar or the Cognitive Realm. Cryptics are scholars,” he adds with a smile. "They like people who supplement their own curiosity." He grins at Mikleo. "Like you, probably."

 

Out of the corner of his eye, Tien sees Sorey lean across the table to grab Evonna’s hand. Tien tilts his head slightly--he must have missed the part of the conversation that led up to that, because he doesn’t know why Sorey’s doing that. He’s about to dismiss it--


"TABERNAC!" Evonna shrieks, and Tien jumps hard, skittering halfway to a standing position.

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Temeraire Rhowa, Warrior of Light
<Status: Stable; In Battle; OH NO HIS VOICE SOUNDS HOT>
<Location: Gateway>
<Current Class: Ninja>
<Allies: Lara | Twilight | Utakata | Grievous | Rimuru | Add | Hikaru | Typheus | Fiddlesticks>
<BOSS Enemy: Dimitri>

 

~~

 

Gods. DAMMIT. She'd missed again! More narrowly this time, but still! This was starting to get irritating - her aim was usually better than this. Temeraire was fuming, and her tail reacted appropriately to her frustration by raising up, long and straight.

 

...of course, that didn't last long. Before she even had time to think about her next move, Grievous had gone to attack the enemy up close and personal. His strikes were so fast that they were a blur...

 

Okay, he's freaking me out. I hope I never piss him off. Grievous was very much intimidating, and Temeraire prayed to the Twelve that she was never on the receiving end of those weapons.

 

Temeraire was snapped out of her own thoughts once more when she heard their enemy speak. She wasn't about to lose her head on her watch - she still needed it, after all - so she moved to keep her own hide intact.

 

Still, something about his voice just sounded heavenly. She still moved every now and again to keep herself safe, but she also made no moves to attack.

 

She wanted to hear more of that voice. She didn't say so outwardly, but she wanted to hear the man speak again.

 

~~

 

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Towa Akagi, Princess of the Hope Kingdom
<Status: Stable; startled>
<Form: Civilian>
<Location: Dining Hall>
<People: Sorey | Evonna | Chikako | Tien>

 

~~

 

Towa listened as everyone around her spoke about their homes, about the various things that existed there. Seeing a cookie disappear in midair was a little startling, but at this point, it had to be one of Sorey's invisible friends - he called them Seraphim, and two of them even seemed to have names: Mikleo and Lailah, if she'd heard correctly. She briefly wondered if the third had a name as well - it probably did, but still...

 

Tien seemed to be conversing with one of the seraphim - which one, she couldn't tell - so he must've had the ability to see them too. Then he seemed to describe an invisible friend of his own - he called his Fractal, though, describing... her?... as Spren instead.

 

There were so many worlds with so many different things. She could tell she was in for a wild ride...

 

Of course, Towa was also startled by Evonna's sudden outburst, almost spilling her tea (but managing not to). "...a-are you all right, Evonna? You look as if you've seen a ghost..."

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