The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

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Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Beef Bowl Store: Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan
Mood Music

"Ryan? What are you doing here?! Last I saw you, I was just rescued from Bru-"
She paused, and her gaze dropped for a moment before sitting back down, "I mean, it's been a while. So, what's with the Dragonborn look?"

Should of known- Teri wasn't exactly over that. Who could anyways, being tortured by a guy like Bruiser who'd care less about killing a baby if it meant getting something out of it. But, letting it slide in order to let Teri not dwell on the past, Ryan stated, "I'm a Dragonoid, from the world of Dark Souls. I serve the Everlasting Dragon, whom has given me this power. However, I didn't come here in regards to my master. Rather, I came on my own accord to speak with you Teri. I have much to discuss... so, whenever you're done here, please speak with me in private. Quite important, but no rush of course!"

"..?" With good hearing thanks to his senses being heightened in the dragon form, he glanced over his shoulder to see a woman walking in. This was obviously no civilian of this world, the way she dressed looked like a fantasy character you'd see on posters. She sat down, only to teasingly ask, "So... who's your... friend?"

Turning towards her, Ryan crossed his arms against the chest and had a gleeful smile.
"Name's Ryan, ma'dam. I'm actually a good time friend of Teri's for quite some time, despite we hardly get to hang out. But, the better question is... whom might you be? Don't worry, I am a very friendly soul- I just would like to know you since you're probably someone who's close to the Rising Dawn too."

Location - Shadow Zone: Annie, Wanderer, Anti-Weapon, Jenny, Melethia, Cz

Gaea's kick was indeed successful... yet it also backfired for the bullets Doctor S. sprayed shot into Annie's leg through her Persona, making the girl fall down and hug her leg in agonizing pain. She wasn't exactly aware of it, but the android had her Persona summon a lot of arrows. Which all fell, enough where Annie couldn't get away.

She was still sitting on the ground, shocked expression on her face since there was nothing she could do. However, heavy steps were heard as Gaea covered Annie with her body. The back was facing the arrows, thus Gaea took a lot of hits from the arrows. Even though Annie screamed in pain, she was at least clean from the arrows physically thanks to Gaea thus the back had crystal plating forged, so the damage was reduced quite a bit.

By this point, Gaea faded due to a time limit. Annie slowly got up, panting since her leg shook from taking bullets (even though it wasn't physically shot). "She's incredibly strong... to be standing after my Persona kicked her. We need to come up with a strategy in bringing her down... but..."
An idea clicked in Annie's head. She wouldn't be able to do this alone, but in the right moment... perhaps they could instantly take down their target. Was also risky, but could end this fight for good. In the mean time, she crushed the card in her hand again and summoned Gaea, awaiting for the next move on the android's part.

Caramel Frappe:
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"Me? Well I was going to test how well my disguise worked. Maybe you'll see through my seeming spell at some point. My name is Kalastryn D' Zannifer, but my friends call me Kala." She said, studying him over... people here are actually... okay with people looking like that wandering around? She'd disable her disguise to be blunt and just show him what she looks like if they weren't in public. "So how did you and Teri meet?" She asked, probably knowing the answer already... it was easy to tell he was an author... I mean, how else would he know Teri? If that wasn't enough, he referred his appearance to a title of something... she wasn't quite sure what, but it seemed authors often took inspiration from such things... though this would be the first time, to her awareness that is, that they enacted their creativity on themselves.

"If your a friend of Teri's I'm sure the information would be in good hands. However, showing you what I look like and telling you my life story wouldn't be advisable in the middle of a restaurant, now would it?" She said, all of her words not exactly in whispers, but in a volume audible to their group, however to few if any that would find the mention of spells, disguises, or secrets out of the ordinary.

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Beef Bowl Store: Som(?), Teri, Kala, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan

"Me? Well I was going to test how well my disguise worked. Maybe you'll see through my seeming spell at some point. My name is Kalastryn D' Zannifer, but my friends call me Kala."
A 'seeming spell' is all Ryan plucked out of the greeting Kala gave him. If that was the case, the way she looked now- really wasn't what she appeared to be. This made Ryan say the following...

"You had my curiosity. Now, you have my attention. .. Got that quote from watching Django Unchained."
Since the crew was here investigating, he would allow Teri to continue her conversation with the owner of the beef bowl store as he got to know Kala better. After all, he never met this character so he had to know. With that, he took a seat next to Kala and held his hands together, elbows out like a person does when politely listening.

"So how did you and Teri meet?"

He didn't want to admit it, but his view was kind of wacky. Being a Dragonoid with a face like this isn't easy getting used to. A snout is somewhat visible in front of your eyes and the area is wider in your eyesight. Imagine looking through binoculars and you see your nose in the center, the edge of it while the sights on the binoculars has a wider expansion of the land then you were originally able to see. That is how a Dragonoid do.

"Hmm... good question, really. I met her through another friend of mine, a good friend who had a work in for me. Bad time to come in though, for a lot was happening and everyone was, well... hiding. Because of a guy, this really powerful, villainous dude called 'The Red Mage'."

Ryan felt maybe, he should stop there. He wasn't exactly sure if it was a good idea to discuss about the Red Mage due to what Teri went through with Bruiser, but also what others had gone through thanks to the Red Mage and characters backfiring on everybody.

"Though, that's when I got to see her in person. I knew her beforehand, but not in person if that makes sense. It was during the time that a creature known as 'Chrysalis' body shifted into a body guard and followed them to a secret headquarters. From there, came a Metal Deathmatch Driving Tournament... pretty long story..."

The reason Ryan wasn't being cautious with saying such stories was because... who'd believe him? The owner would just think he's a guy who writes fan fics and cosplays as a dragon. No need to be all secretive- besides, doing that draws in more attention actually. So Ryan was playing it the opposite approach.
"If your a friend of Teri's I'm sure the information would be in good hands. However, showing you what I look like and telling you my life story wouldn't be advisable in the middle of a restaurant, now would it?"

Ryan gave a nod, and smiled as he continued to pose in a manner of showing interest.
"No need to hide your reaction, for I understand you entirely. Not best to share everything in public, which is why I am happy to wait for Teri to be done before talking to her about why i'm here. But, feel free to ask me any question you'd like. I'm an open type of guy, despite my looks. Haha!"

Caramel Frappe:
Snip

"Your an author, correct?" she says bluntly "Though I'm unfamiliar with the full story, as I understand it I was created by an author... my friends were, my family was, my whole world was..." She says with a smile, which in the snap of a finger turns into a look of anger with narrowed eyes, and she definitely doesn't seem impressed at the sizable miracle of genesis they were capable of. "I also narrowly escaped it when an author's mistake killed every last one of all of them, save for an amount countable on two hands. My understanding of authors and this "Red Mage" may not be as up to par as those that were there on this side of the paper, or wherever I was first thought of...

but may I ask you something... and you can answer as you see fit, or not at all... but did this "Red Mage" suddenly make all creations in your mind spring to life... or... were we there, alive as you wrote all your stories. I want to know, because the world I grew up in was god damn brutal, and some sentient being created me the way I was. For the entirety of my life seen as sub-human, despised by man and monster alike. So you tell me, were we suddenly given sentience because of one person's acts...

or has every time a person put a pen to paper, letting their imagination run free in comedy or tragedy, did they create as well, a sentient being who's surroundings were under their control? I know who I AM, but what bothers me the most about my life isn't the fact being born what in my world was considered a hell-spawn, when people wouldn't spit in my direction before they'd try to place my head on a spear, not being able to go to a church simply to pray with the best of them, without the feeling of hatred of every paladin and exorcist in the room being so palpable you couldn't see through it, or even knowing that wherever I was born, the MOMENT I was born, I was hell bound because of what I was... No that doesn't bother me at all in comparison to the thought that some person, like YOU, put me through all that because they figured it made a good story to tell their friends!" she says, and as she ends her rant, she sighs... and in apology she says

"Well, perhaps it is unfair to compare you, a man I don't know, to someone so cruel. I've actually made friends with a few authors... and with all this considered I suppose their suffering is greater than mine. It is one thing to be put through hell, and another to send someone there without knowledge of the situation's gravity, merely as you assume to be words on a piece of paper, and then be confronted with every small detail of their suffering at your hands. The world I knew is gone, and it was a world that hated me... but at least that is over. Authors will never be able to escape the haunt, of that moment of revelation, when they realize how much suffering they caused someone."

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Beef Bowl Store: Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan
Mood Music

Ella knew that she would have to be straightforward with Cadolbolg to get him to really be in on this, so she decided to be rather honest with him. "Well, I'll say it like this. You know how you love staying in Dev's hair? Well, she wouldn't have even considered it if you hadn't made it so clear that doing so was something you wanted to do. If you asked it, she'd move mountains for you! So, if you wanted to help with me and her, we could work together to help Dev get used to the thought of possibly staying like that.

Two heads of soft hair are better than one, right? If she's stuck like that, I know you'd like her to be happy in her own skin."

After that, she took a moment to converse with Teri for a moment. "Look, it's no problem. just help me later tonight with the items we need poofed in, and we should be even. Nothing too much." However, Ella took note of the odd reaction when Devon mentioned drugged foods... maybe her Bard had been a lot closer than thought. Why hide it, though?

Ryan's arrival opened up old memories for Devon as well, and the inclusion of Kalastryn as well added to the awkwardness of the situation for her. Since it seemed that the two didn't recognize Devon immediately (Even if it would take a bit for Kala to recognize Devon's signature almost-but-not-quite-Tiefling-like hellish taint), she started rubbing Cadol's stomach again - after all, she seemed to have lost her appetite even with a mostly full Beef Bowl. "Um... not that I'm saying none of that makes any sense, but why would you two talk about that kind of stuff out in the open? I mean, you have to really be into your Dungeons and Dragons to talk with stuff like 'Seeming spells' and 'Everlasting Dragons'... wouldn't that kind of get you thrown in the madhouse?" Kalastryn's rather scathing rant of Authors only served to rub in how Devon had failed Slindis and Melethia so horribly - the only thing that had stopped her from heading in to the Shadow Zone was Ella and Cadol's insistence.

However, Ella could see how uncomfortable Devon was from the body posture and interceded to introduce herself to the two before it got much worse. "Oh, I'm Ella. Kalastryn could tell you a bit about me if you asked, the somewhat dour man picking away at his food is Som, and I was just taking my close friends here out for a day on the town. I'd ask what his name is, but maybe he could introduce himself." Hopefully focusing on the man would make the focus on Devon lessen, because as it was it threatened to cause big problems with what Ella had been working on all day.

Shadow Zone (Group 1): Annie, Cz, Jake, Jenny, The Wanderer, Melethia
Mood Music

Melethia was caught up in the friendly fire from the Wanderer and the Arrow Rain (Taking some moderate attacks in the process), but that only served to make her even more livid as she leaped in the air to hit the damned machine in the joints - places Melethia knew from experience would cause big problems for the thing's mobility, all while slashing herself with the Evoker to summon Andras.

"Andras, wither the summon. It has no right to life." Responding in kind, Andras swooped in and... touched Bellona? Well, whatever that touch did seemed to drain some vitality from Bellona while revitalizing Melethia, meaning the young elf could keep fighting. And with how she was initially taught, this would end with one or the other dying - ans she was hellbent on making sure that she was going to be the one that lived.

Melethia activated her Dragonmark through Andras, draining Bellona of some vitality and transferring it over to Melethia as temporary health.

Shadow Zone(Group 2): Caim, Constance, David, Slin, Ton-Ton, Narukami
Mood Music

Although she was able to sidestep away from the spinning, Slindis wasn't able to dodge the Light blast quite as easily; oddly, it didn't seem to hurt quite as much as the Dark blasts. She still wasn't quite sure why that was the case, but the durability meant that she'd have to hang back soon enough to heal the others. Until then, she had to work with what she did know about the creature - it was just the right alignment to not like an Exalted smite.

"Joanne, let's show this creature exactly what an Exalted Smite feels like." Another slash of the sleeve with her Evoker glove summoned the Persona, which responded with a powerful pair of Smites at the end of a flurry of blows. That Shadow would certainly be paying attention to her after that kind of attack...

Slindis summoned Joanne to perform an Exalted Smite on the Shadow. This powerful blow only deals extra damage to Evil creatures, but when it hits one, the target's in for a world of hurt.

Smites Left: 5. Since Slindis got lucky and rolled a 58 out of 100, she got two hits off of one Smite.

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Beef Bowl Store: Kala, Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan

Throughout the entire rant, Ryan felt only one thing... guilt and sadness. What Kala told him was closer to the truth- perhaps, even hitting the nail then he possibly expected anyone to guess. When she was done, she finished off with saying, "Authors will never be able to escape the haunt, of that moment of revelation, when they realize how much suffering they caused someone."

With his hands still cuffing one another and sitting straight in his seat, the Dragonoid decided to speak up about Kala's question.
".. I'm, very sorry to hear about the troubles you've endured. That story, or life story on your end- is exactly the... sole reason I am the way I am now. You see, I..." Ryan trailed off, his black eyes shifting a little, from left to right. He wasn't exactly sure how to say it, but the guy wasn't going to slack off and leave Kala hanging.

"Um... not that I'm saying none of that makes any sense, but why would you two talk about that kind of stuff out in the open? I mean, you have to really be into your Dungeons and Dragons to talk with stuff like 'Seeming spells' and 'Everlasting Dragons'... wouldn't that kind of get you thrown in the madhouse?"

".. Maybe. But, we're pretty big 'nerds' and cause you guys are our friends, you won't mind! Just, uh... don't pay attention to us because we talk nerdy. You might catch it!" Ryan teased, obviously joking with Devon. Still, he had something on his mind to tell Kala.

Taking a breath, Ryan continued.

"To answer your question in all honesty... our creations were real, in our hearts. They were as real to us as how you'd see someone you loved as being a hero, or someone you can look up to. Yet, the Red Mage twisted that and made all of the villains or vile creations come real in our existence and try killing us. We hid, relying on our good creations to protect us.. even if it meant paying their lives for ours."
The Dragonoid turned, one leg over the chair and the expression sincere but in a gentle manner all the same.

"I'm not an innocent person.. Kala. I know I just met you, but, I have much to repay for my sins. As to why I became this way.. is a long story. I'll try explaining it the best way I possibly can. This is ... my story."

Location - Ryan's Past (Rocker, you might want to read this in regards to why Ryan's here.)

Friday, November 10th 2013. California, Dawson Peak in Timber Mountain. 2:08 AM

It was a four hour hike up the mountain, and 2 hours longer in the darkness. The flashlight flickered, batteries lacking half the juice it needed to run on. No one would be up here, especially since there's no trail leading up to this part of the mountain. 21 year old Ryan Wheatley made his way to an open area among the trees in hopes of getting something off his chest... something that has been bothering him since that faithful day.

Perfect spot was in sight- an open field near a creak, with tall grass peddles laying on the shores while there was the moon's light shining upon the surface and didn't exactly require Ryan to keep his flashlight off. With that, he glanced behind and saw a few other figures making their way towards the given destination. There was no need for them being silent, since no one would really go searching... and even if there was an officer patrolling the area, the road was a mile away, truly out of sight.

When the mysterious figures stopped, they all turned to Ryan who took his hoodie off. None of them however, were wearing hoods. Rather, they were exactly how they came here before the trip.

"Wah ha haa! So this is your plan? Pretty slick, especially since your parents don't know you're all alone with a bunch of girls." Misha noted, having a huge grin while crossing her arms fully satisfied with her observation. Sighing, Ryan replied, "I know.. most of my creations are female. However, not all of them are humans though." He pointed to Chrysalis, whom was minding her own business.

She rolled her eyes, coldly telling Ryan, "I don't think you realize what Ryan's true intentions are. He's letting us go, back to where we came from... it really wasn't like we were that important anyway." Chrysalis had a point... Ryan had brought in characters, but quickly discarded them from their roles in a few RPs. Being modest Ryan agreed, "That was wrong of me. I'm deeply sorry everyone, truly. I should of kept my word in having you guys around. But, I screwed up and you all dropped out, or were killed off."

Taokaka, who was licking her paw, jumped up with her back vibrating like a cat does when hissing.
"Nyaw~ why did you have to kill Tao off like that?! I was so happy scratching the baddies, but then you had me get... zapped by that big, mean, ugly- thingy! It's even uglier then the insect lady!" Chrysalis turned a glance at Taokaka, despite the cat girl didn't notice. Ryan closed his eyes, sighing yet again. If anything, he was known for ether leaving RPs midway or just killing characters. Luckily for Taokaka, she was revived eventually by escaping that crystal ball... but even still.

Saya, Ryan's character based off Borderlands 2 whom was actually the most short lived character Ryan has ever made, had something to say. "That was totally uncool of you dude. I mean, I had only TWO F***ING posts before you stopped using me. That's just, straight up total @$$ery. I'm surprised you remembered to bring me along."

"... Yes, it was. I am totally at fault and you never have to forgive me. Which is why, I am doing this. Letting you guys free and never having to be bounded by my author powers. You'll never have to be tied down again."

"Pfft... it's, cool. Just, don't go making more characters and have them get raped by the end of the stick, you know?"

Taokaka covered her mouth, unsure how to react by the word rape. Chrysalis was simply having a grudge face going before looking at the others. Misha, despite joking before... was upset too with her faced puffed up and cheeks red. It seemed Ryan wasn't going to catch a break. "Do you have anything to say, Peacekeeper?"
The Nord was sitting on a rock, sharpening his Nordic sword. The Dragonborn, glanced over and spoke, "N'ay, I don't have a word for the lad. He's keeping a strong tongue in cheek, not doing anything to disrespect the name of our brothers and sisters. Nothing to say t'ot then." The guilt rose up, Ryan surely wanting to just get the job done. So far, no one's been defending him at all. At least, not right away that is.

".. I'm truly a bad Author, aren't I? Having S'zami killed, and then allow Annie to get tortured. It's disturbing beyond relief. I can't even sleep at night... knowing how she suffered, while I didn't allow S'zami to walk off the RP into someplace else but rather die short lived... .... " He started tearing, before having to wipe it away. Taokaka had a frowned face, wanting to cheer him up. Yet, Chrysalis put her hoof out and shook her head.
Near the Peacekeeper, was Lucy from Elfen Lied just glancing up in the moonlight while Yoruichi from Bleach had her back to a tree, resting while being fully aware of her surroundings.

A hand came up onto Ryan's shoulders, which Ryan took a look. It was Ryan, another one, who was cheering him up. His pupils red, with a pattern of black drops circling around the space. He had his sharingan on, but had a word with him. "Don't fret... things happen. You're making up for your mistake, staring here. Right now. You know what to do." Nodding, Ryan walked forward and did a sign with his hand which indicated 'come here'. With that, everyone gathered... almost every character Ryan has ever made.

Placing both his hands on a tablet, each character was getting highlighted in a strange aura. He was using his Author powers to reset them back to their worlds, forgetting all this has ever happened. Was going to be extremely painful, and risky... but Ryan wanted it. It was only right. With that said, each character had something to say before fading.

Misha started off, "Sorry it had to be this way- but cheer up. Maybe you'll decide to have those feelings again when you play [i]Katawa Shoujo! Wah haa haa!"

Chrysalis joined in, "I'll probably want to take over Equestria again... which is perfectly delicious! I'm the Queen after all. Who else will feed my subjects?"

Taokaka jumped in right after, "Ye'h haha! Gonna finally see my village again and feed my little kittens some yummy, yummy food!"

Lucy looked at Ryan with meaningful eyes, "I'll do my best too, becoming a better person. I remember someone special from the Pub who manage to prove our kind can be saved... I should of had more faith."

Peacekeeper told with truth afterwards, "May the gods watch over your battles, friend."

Yoruichi grinned and did a 'see yah later' with her hand, two index fingers combined with a pledge, "You may of tripped, but there's always a second chance of fighting for what's right. Don't give up on yourself, life can carry you far if you keep fighting."

Saya didn't say anything. She just stood there, bobbing her head like she was waiting. Yet, she gave Ryan a thumbs up just to be a good sport, but without the smile sadly.

When it was said, was quickly done- all the characters vanished in thin air... back to their worlds and minds blacked out, not remembering the events that happened outside of it. Just like how the Pub worked... when you leave it, you forget you ever entered the Pub until you come across it again.

Ryan fell down onto his knees, panting and tablet onto the floor. He had blood drooling out of his mouth, hands shaking and skin feeling cold. That was probably illegal to do in the terms of what Authors are allowed to do, but he did it anyway. Yet, the other Ryan was still there. This made Ryan glance up, confused.

".. Why, are you still here?"

The other Ryan's eyes changed into a Mangekyou Sharingan, and replied in a foul tone. "Because, I am not like the others. I'm actually someone, and you can't cast away someone who's got nowhere to go. Since I am not an original character, I have no world but here. You had me attend the entire fiasco with Teri, with the guys at that vacation house just so if the Red Mage found me, he'd assume you, as in I, was dead. I was a cover up in case the Red Mage found you, no?"

"Yes... that was wrong to. I was a coward, and instead of meeting Teri in person and helping the guys out... I created you to help me."

"You had me lie to them, saying I killed a character with Sharingan eyes when in reality, YOU created me with this gift to ensure your sorry pathetic self would be out of harm's way. Once the arc was done, you stopped having me be of use when the crew went on vacation. You kept me hidden while you got to live your life..." Right there, Ryan realized that this clone of his, the cover up... was going to waste him. There can't be two Ryans, so there could really only be one.

He felt a kick, the rib cage giving in as the other Ryan was much stronger thanks to his eyes. When the real Ryan threw a punch, the other easily countered and socked him in the stomach, Ryan spitting up.
"Aggh... ahggg.."

Mood Music for Scene

"Remember when you used me to try taking over the Pub's center control and ruin the universe? I wasn't exactly happy with that. You turned me into a wannabe villain which ended up making me lose friends. Even Puce- you know him- wasn't keen on talking to me. What does that say about yourself, Ryan? You don't deserve to live your life while you keep me in the shadows!" Another punch, made Ryan fly back and roll in the thick grass. Then hand signs in the arts of jutsu commenced and he shot out a fire ball.
The real Ryan jumped in time, avoiding that burn but the trees behind got blazed. Having eyes closed, the creation Ryan cried out with both eyes having a tear drop of blood seeping down, "Amaratsu!" Black flames appeared out of thin air, onto Ryan's arm. He cried in pain, and wasn't able to slap it off, let alone stop it from expanding. He fell to his knees again, crying in such disturbed moans from the fire seeping down his very flesh.

The other Ryan walked up, with an expression of satisfaction.
"AAGGHRR.. AaGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

"Unlike your other creations, I am not bounded by your ownership. I'm a free person.. and I will gladly take over your life without anyone knowing. You made me this way after all. A villain to the end, but I won't allow you to abuse your powers anymore-"
The real Ryan quickly grabbed a stone and pressed it to himself. The sudden flash made the other Ryan jump back, noticing that the flames were totally gone. What stood up, was a Dragonoid. Ryan must of used a magical stone to get this form.

Not giving up, Ryan had chakura flickering around his body until bones rose up. He was forming Susanoo, an Uchiha's most powerful jutsu. It wasn't in it's final form, but the skin was wrapped around the layers as the Susanoo forged two swords in each hand, the color of it's chakura blue. "Shame you shall not live till sunrise. I don't plan on dilly dalling around. I'm going to kill you and ensure you never make anymore character suffer. Now, begone!"
The Susanoo brought down it's sword full of energy, Ryan catching it between his hands while sliding back. The Uchiha Ryan was persistent ... not allowing any rest for this guy. With all of his efforts, Ryan roared and caused the blade to be shot back, the Susanoo off balance. Hoping back, Ryan pulled out Gough's Greatbow and took aim with his arrow.

".. Susanoo is the ultimate shield. You, of all people should know that it's armor cannot be broken."

"..." Not giving into his words, Ryan drew the arrow as back as it could reach. With a 'Hmm!' noise, Ryan released the pressure and the arrow flew at the other Ryan. With it's size, it looked more like a missile. Standing there, the Uchiha Ryan sighed in disappointment when the Susanoo blocked the arrow's way. However, he didn't notice how it already sunk through the Susanoo's shield and was flying into the body of the guardian towards Ryan.
"But, how-" His eyes widened in disbelief. He forgot an important factor... Ryan roared before firing his arrow. This means, that the power is tripled and speed is increased. Since he had Susanoo on, he couldn't disappear into the other realm to escape. Thus, the arrow pierced his chest with blood flying everywhere.

Sad Music

".. Ouugaah.." The Suanoo started disappearing, as Ryan fell on his back with a huge arrow sticking through him. The other Ryan almost fell, but caught himself before walking over. He saw his creation dying, the man he created in self image... a twin. He placed away the bow and knelt down to Ryan.
".. I-i'm impressed. I was in such a hurry to finish you- that I underestimated you. W-well done."

".. This is, no victory... I yet again, killed another character off. The one who resembles me. I'm, i... I am so sorry..."

"H... H'haha... don't worry. I was trying to kill you after all. Only could be one of us, in this world. Looks like you kept your position, Ryan. .... S-still.... I hate you so much. Everyone loves you, people think you're some angel in the family, friends cheer for you in your accomplishments. Me? I... I have nothing. Only past regrets and a bleeding heart." A pool of blood was oozing out, the arrow tore his heart out. To see him still awake was nothing but a miracle.

"..."

Smiling, Ryan said one more thing to the real one before passing on. ".. Don't let me die in vain. Since you brought me into this world, finish me off. Please.... if you want any redemtion, you'll finish what you started." The Dragonoid stood up, and drew his greatbow. Taking an arrow, he aimed it right for the head. Yet, his hands shook and eyes started to wave, unable to focus. Was he really going to kill off someone that was like him, looked like him, and risked his life for him? The tears began to drop, the real Ryan uncertain about this.

".. D-do... it... .. I am already a goner. ... So, finish me off. You'll just, continue life like nothing happened......"

He just couldn't do it, until Ryan used his Sharingan eyes to make a gengutsu on the real Ryan. This was causing him to turn the bow and place the arrow's direction right under his chin.
"If you cannot kill me, i'll just make you kill yourself..!"

"N- no! No.... I, don't want to do this. I can't kill you. I wo-"

"DO IT RYAN!! IF YOU CAN'T SHOOT ME, YOU'LL DIE!"

"S-STOP. Stop!! It doesn't have to.. it doesn't have to end like this!"

"It's to late, Ryan. You're fighting the illusion to fire the arrow into your skull. Only way to stop it is by killing me.. it'll end the genjutsu. So, Do it. DO IT!"
Bearing his teeth, Ryan quickly pushed the arrow's direction towards the other Ryan before the illusion forced his hand to let go, thus the arrow shot off. Blood splattered everywhere, the Dragonoid's chest and face have a dashed streak of blood. No more was his creation alive. Head missing, arrow sticking out of the ground, with the other plunged in his chest. With such shock, Ryan fell to his knees, dropping the greatbow in the process. He couldn't even think straight... he was sitting in cold blood, the blood he spilled. To Ryan, killing off character's seemed so easy because you weren't there to see it unfold. You didn't physically do it yourself- but this? ... Ryan couldn't stop the tears. They dropped to the floor as he felt such guilt and sorrow. Slowly lowering himself, Ryan placed both hands on the back of his head while the forehead touched the ground. He started crying, sobs escaping his lips. He had murdered his creation.. a part of himself.

".. Ever since, I took up responsibility. I was already recovering from my bad habits of ridding characters and exploring my world of Dark Souls. But, on that day... I swore, never again, to toss away lives of my creations, to abuse my powers and keep characters on a short leash. They starved, kept in the hidden abyss with no light to shine on their lives while I continued living mine. When I didn't use them, it was like worse then dying. I know exactly how you feel Kala, for I ... wasn't a good Author- no, I was a horrible Author. Even recently, I had Annie experience pains through her Shadow and.... ....."

He couldn't talk much at this point. He looked at those hands, remembering the blood coated on them from that battle. It was short, but it would forever be in Ryan's mind.
"... I, wanted to talk to Teri, about becoming part of the crew. To serve, and give my all for the sins i've done. None of my characters deserved to be used like toys and then pushed under the rug. My other clone had it the worse, exiled would be what happened before he fought me. I never brought him up from where I kept my other creations. The only reason they didn't fight back was because they were tired to the rules. My clone wasn't and it was clear what he wanted to do with me."

He looked up, as if seeing if God was watching. In his mind, he wanted to redeem himself. He would never use his Author powers again. Not to mention, Ryan had learned much about discipline in Dark Souls, and died many times over... it helped him mature, helped craft his personality and understanding what characters go through. He, could almost say he was in Kala's shoes about how he was treated without remorse.
".. In my world, I took it upon myself to be punished. I'd not use my author powers and fight with my own strength. I died, hundreds of times. Any possible way of dying- I experienced it. People shunned me for being a Dragonoid also, saying I abandoned my humanity. Only 2 people, in the entire world.. aided me. I am in their debt, but for now... I just want to say I don't blame you. I really hope you give me a chance, to show I am keeping my word of being a faithful member of the Rising Dawn and help you guys through this journey, whatever it may be."


Insane!Wanderer
and Shadow Attack force 1.
Location: Shadow Realm | ???

The barrage of bullets missed their target and instead hit the Wanderer's allies, but this Wanderer was not the Wanderer they knew, the blood coloured eyes would tell them that. Clicking his tongue the insane Wanderer did the thing he have done since the start of the battle. Kicking the dust behind him the Wanderer started to charge towards the Anti-Shadow weapon, still gripping his pistols. The Persona was stomping behind the Wanderer holding it's Beam Saber, the Gundam Persona was rather large as it was 18.88 meters tall.

After deciding to charge the arrows were launched from the ASW's Persona. The arrows hit both Persona and master, yet the insane Wanderer still ran with holes in most of his clothing. Yet he gripped a object in his mouth, it looked like a modified Syringe with a weird liquid in it. The smile was still clear as the Wanderer still charged and somehow managed to inject himself with the substance. The drug was called Psycho, it was something made to lessen damage to soldiers and yet would affect their mental side turning them to a frenzy, since the Wanderer was already in a state of madness it would not change him.

"Get out of MY WAY!" He said to Annie, Melethia and their Personas as the two charged by. The drug was finished and the syringe fell to the floor and vanished but as it faded the Wanderer was a couple of steps from the Anti-Shadow Weapon, this time he was shoot up close and personal while his Persona handled the Weapon's Persona.


Yu Narukami and Shadow Attack force 2
Location: Shadow Realm | ???

As he tried to talk to David the Shadow retaliated, while Slindis dodged the attack, Yu himself looked towards the enemy too late. This was a error that he made, moving to the left quickly the bolt struck him in his lower body and sent him flying, he then hit a wall and stopped. Izanagi instantly came to his side in a defensive stance, Yu smiled as he looked at his injuries. Looking towards his lower body he could see his clothing sizzle, it wasn't anything that bad but the collision with the wall proved to hurt more.

Feeling his mouth with his hand he pulled it away to see thick crimson on it. Still he smiled and looked towards the enemy and summoned his Arcana again. "Cleave!" Yu called out in a softer then usual, Izanagi immediately glided towards the Shadow and gave it three swipes of his blade before going back to his master, he took another defensive stance again.

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Beef Bowl Store: Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan
Mood Music

The Cleric gave a small bob of her head in Ella's direction, giving the succubus more than enough indication that she was still on board. However, not a moment too soon after that, Kalastryn began her rant regarding Authors; her harsh words striking Devon and Teri deep.

Teri froze upon hearing Kalastryn's criticisms of Authors, knowing fully well that she was more than guilty of that crime. Putting her chopsticks down, seeing that her appetite was completely destroyed by that point, she turned to Kalastryn and spoke, her attempt of a smile beginning to crack[1], "Red Mage, what he did was make it apparent of who the Authors were for those we Wrote for, and tried to kill us all; regardless of what that would have meant to those connected to us. And he killed millions to achieve the power to break the border between the worlds to do it. He is no saint, by any means.

I'm sorry you had to deal with what you dealt with, Kalastryn, but if it's any small comfort, when things are written, at least, when I did it, the Person I wrote for usually came to their own, on their own. Your thoughts and feelings are your own. They always were. I never thought that those I wrote for were real people, so I didn't know what harm I was doing.

But you're right. I never forget what my writing has done. Even when I broke the connection between myself and those I used to write for, I am reminded constantly of what the title of Author means. And I know that I deserve it."

She would have left too, had it not been for her friends each saying their pieces about their experiences in author-hood or introducing one another, she just felt the pit in her stomach get worse; Toyotama whispering ideas about how to make Kalastryn hush up permanently (not that it made her feel any better)...

Cadolbolg, however immature and childish he did appear, knew was good at one thing: Listening. He knew how to take commands, and to remember when his parents or his friends or his Pact partner told him something important. And when he heard the things being spoke about Authors, he listened quietly to each of the persons present on the matter, and spoke as well, "You, new lady, I think you need to shut up about the Author people. From what I've been hearing, Teri, Devon, Jake and even this new guy, Ryan, have gone through a lot of tough times for being what they are; just like you. For you to just call them bad just cause is just as terrible as the people who treated you wrongly.

That all being said, I've been around Teri, Devon and Jake to know that they didn't mean to hurt anybody when they wrote their stories. Didn't people in your world write stories too? Does that make those people bad, just because they like a story? I know friend Teri may not be held in the highest opinion of my father because she wrote for his family, myself included, but you know what? Just by spending time with these people, I know they couldn't be as malicious as you said; because they're far kinder than you know, and they're sorry for what they've done. Not to mention one of those Authors is the best big sister I could ask for. And for you to rub it in like that is wrong too.

Now where did that piece of ginger go?"

Cadolbolg began to nibble on the piece of ginger quietly after that, not quite knowing what his words meant for either of the Authors present. For one, Teri could hear the death threats disappear like a poof of smoke, and Ella could see already that the Cleric relaxed after hearing what the tiny turtle dragon baby had to say. Now, that left in question what Devon had to say about the matter. While Cadolbolg ate, he added back to Ella, "So you're saying that Devon listens to me when I ask her to do things? And I could use that to help her be happy? Sign me on. I want my big sis to be happy; and I know Ton Ton, and Teri and all my family would be happy for that to happen to. Just lemme know how I can help."

As for the man with the ginger hair, he watched this whole spectacle go down with increasingly wider eyes, seeming very much confused about the whole ordeal,

"These are some damn good roleplayers."

[1] No tears yet, just the expression

Port Island Station - Rafflesia: Garm, Rugal, Walter o'Dim

Rugal seemed a little uneasy after Walter sniffed him, clearly understanding this was going to be one of those "Weird" types.
"...Dog?...Dammit Garm..." He said offhand, unaware that said "Dog" was watching him.
Still, he paused as after he took off his glasses: The exact same eye color as Mr. Skin.
...Hm...Interesting...Think we might have a lead... He thought, though, he'd wait until he saw a third person with those eyes before he called it in.
"Well...You heard he got arrested? Think it was over something small and twatty, but just in case an subpoena is ordered, we'd like to have everything saved before we delete those files. Just think of it as writing your websites down before you delete your internet history." He said as he pulled out his PDA.
"So after the "Goods" where offloaded, where did they get sent? We have the ingoing records set up, but we'd need a destination."
"...Can't you just make one up?..."
"See, that's what I said, but those suits are being anal about it. They think that the police are going to use the traffic cameras to track them if they go off route or something. Tch, Bunch of stuck up 60-somethings that are more frail then the suits they wear...but they pay my bills so here I am. So just give us the location and we'll be good."
"And if I don't want to tell?..."
"Then they'll fire me and you can go though this song and dance with someone else again and again until you do. Besides, what the hell would we have to gain from busting up a drug ring that WE put up? This isn't America where the suits get to literally shit on their employees and sell them down the river to save their own asses, the courts ACTUALLY do their job here. You go down, one of the board of directors is your cellmate. So lets make sure that doesn't happen, now shall we?"

With his web of convincing Bullshit set up, he waited for Walter to spill the beans.

Iwadatoi Station - Strip Mall - Sweet Shop: Akane, Deadshot

"Well...Shit..." Deadshot loudly stated as he eyed up the beat cops that were attempting to arrest them.
"Hey, contact your CO, tell them that Misturu authorized this Operation and we're working under her orders." He said as he pushed the Infected man between him and the police, bullets tended to hurt humans like him you see.
"This man is suffering from a Biological Hazard and he doesn't have much time left. Get us EMTs and a escort to the...the....Fuck, what was the name of that building again?...Oh, The Kirijo Group building!" He then ordered the police, switching the Ammo type on his gun to Rubber bullets.
Just in case...

Shadow Zone(Group 2): Caim, Constance, David, Slin, Ton-Ton, Narukami

On the advise of his team-mates, David become spotter for Apollo's shots, somehow knowing that he'd understand.
"5'o Clock to 9!" He shouted before a Red Beam passed though a pair of incoming projectiles, neutralizing the.
"20-past 8!" The sniper called before another beam was fired, this time bouncing between several projectiles like a Pin Ball on a Table.
"Ha! He even knows my Lingo!" David smirked before Yu took a hit from a shot to got though.
"YU!...Grrr...Alright, Let's wrap up...Bring the Rain." The Irishman ordered as the shots from Apollo ceased for a moment.

On that cue, the Persona Marksman phased out his Rifle before reaching into a Red Weapons Chest to find something to "Bring the Rain".
With a glint in his eye, he found Just the one...
"Alright, everyone *MIGHT* want to take cover right about now..."
"...From what?" Slindis asked as David saw the first shot be fired.
"...THAT!" He then shouted as Apollo opened fire on the area with a series of massive Exploding Sniper rounds, carpet bombing the area around the monster like an AC-130[1].
"YEAH! SUPERIOR FIREPOWER BITCH! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" David shouted over the bombardment, for once, feeling confident that he actually managed to do something worthwhile.

[1] Imagine a Plane Mounted Machine Gun the size of a car. Now imagine it firing at you. Or just watch this.

Shadow Zone(Group 2): [Caim], Constance, David, Slin, Ton-Ton, Narukami

Once David's Persona began to bombard the area, Ton-Ton shielded his eyes and ears from the repeating blasts, after all, he was standing less then a few feet away from Apollo's Fire.
Caim meanwhile was holding fast, having plenty of experience being Danger Close[1].
What he didn't have experience with was whatever opened up underneath his feet, falling into a strange blend of fuild Oil-like Shadows, tendrils gripping his legs and pulling him under.
Out of instinct, The Tonberry felt himself grabbed by the cloak and thrown aside as Caim threw him to safety, the last act he was able to do before he went under.
By the time Ton Ton knew what happened, Caim was long gone...

[1] Standing next to an Allied/Enemy bombardment

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Kala looked puzzled for a moment... then turned to Cadolbolg "You seem to be mistaken... which I suppose is my fault. I don't hate authors, I don't even hate mine. What bothers me is the fact I may never find answers as to why. I don't hate anyone for things beyond their control, it wouldn't be right if I did. Teri, Devon, and I suppose by all means Ryan did the right thing, which earns my utmost respect. I said they might never escape the harshness they experience, though did I ever say this was deserved? No, and for good reason... they've tried to their fullest to fix everything, one of them even sold their soul to make it right. she said looking sorry for having ranted and raved the way she did while they were right there. "Authors in general don't bother me, hell we all have imaginations... it doesn't bother me what's gone on so much as... well, with you, Teri, and the rest of your family, everyone's done everything in all their strength to fix it..."

she seems on the verge of tears as she continues. "But mine remains hidden and silent, doing nothing to set things right with me, or god knows however many other ideas. That's what scares me, I guess. Teri, Devon, and Ryan all did the right thing for everyone they hurt, while I'm stuck licking my own wounds and crying myself to sleep... and I'll never understand why... I'm sorry if I hurt you, I know how words can cut like knives... I'm sorry..." She says, as she just sits for a few minutes in silence...

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It had only then registered what Ryan was saying with his story. "Wait, one of your creations both tried to kill you, and couldn't be returned to their previous state?" She then looked at the well displayed emotions of Teri, Ryan, and the rest of who heard her rant in the group. "I'm sorry... I guess I really put my foot in my mouth there... I focus too much on the pain I was caused, and I guess I was blind to the misery I just caused you." She said, her now hushed tone not drawing much attention. "Ryan, though I've just met you, I suppose I know where your coming from... but I don't think your other creations would have tried to kill you... even if the rules didn't apply. I know because when I figured out my life was written out for me for a long time, I wanted answers, not bloodshed. You didn't know you were hurting those people, and they knew you were making it right once it was discovered you were. I find it hard to believe that if they lived because they were so close to your heart, they'd want to destroy you for it, and this is looking at it from the perspective of someone who was made hell-bound from the start, I don't think you did anything that bad did you?"

She then turned her attention to Teri "and how bad could you have made it for Caim and Angelus if they not only forgive you, but tackle each breaking wave with you? If their capable of that level of mercy, forgiveness, and friend ship... frankly I don't see where you could have went more right!" She says with a smile. she lets out a sigh and apologizes once more to each there with "Maybe someday all will feel right again... here's to then?" and smiles warmly.

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Beef Bowl Store: Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Kala, Ryan

When finishing his story, Teri seemed really... troubled. The expression on her face looked pain, as if something was caught in her throat. Perhaps it wasn't best discussing this in public not because of exposing secrets, but rather... reminding people of the past. Yet, Cadolbolg got on Kala by telling her, "You, new lady, I think you need to shut up about the Author people. From what I've been hearing, Teri, Devon, Jake and even this new guy, Ryan, have gone through a lot of tough times for being what they are; just like you. For you to just call them bad just cause is just as terrible as the people who treated you wrongly.

That all being said, I've been around Teri, Devon and Jake to know that they didn't mean to hurt anybody when they wrote their stories. Didn't people in your world write stories too? Does that make those people bad, just because they like a story? I know friend Teri may not be held in the highest opinion of my father because she wrote for his family, myself included, but you know what? Just by spending time with these people, I know they couldn't be as malicious as you said; because they're far kinder than you know, and they're sorry for what they've done. Not to mention one of those Authors is the best big sister I could ask for. And for you to rub it in like that is wrong too."

Ryan was a bit stunned to see the cute little baby dragon turtle express such feelings. Yet, he wanted to make something clear to everyone. He replied after to the baby turtle by saying, ".. Didn't mean to get everyone up in arms about authors. I apologize greatly for starting this, really. I understand where you're coming from Cadolbolg, but let's not forget that people take things in more personally then others. I don't even know Kala's history overall apart that it was quite terrible."

He noticed also, how this was affecting Kala. Poor girl, having all this tension and burdens on her shoulders. But, she actually took the response well and defended herself quite well.
"You seem to be mistaken... which I suppose is my fault. I don't hate authors, I don't even hate mine. What bothers me is the fact I may never find answers as to why. I don't hate anyone for things beyond their control, it wouldn't be right if I did. Teri, Devon, and I suppose by all means Ryan did the right thing, which earns my utmost respect. I said they might never escape the harshness they experience, though did I ever say this was deserved? No, and for good reason... they've tried to their fullest to fix everything, one of them even sold their soul to make it right. she said looking sorry for having ranted and raved the way she did while they were right there. "Authors in general don't bother me, hell we all have imaginations... it doesn't bother me what's gone on so much as... well, with you, Teri, and the rest of your family, everyone's done everything in all their strength to fix it..."

Ryan could notice, even without being a Dragonoid that this subject was touchy to Kala based on her eyes watering up. "But mine remains hidden and silent, doing nothing to set things right with me, or god knows however many other ideas. That's what scares me, I guess. Teri, Devon, and Ryan all did the right thing for everyone they hurt, while I'm stuck licking my own wounds and crying myself to sleep... and I'll never understand why... I'm sorry if I hurt you, I know how words can cut like knives... I'm sorry..." She says, as she just sits for a few minutes in silence...

That is, until Ryan placed an arm over her neck and gave her a gentle pat on the leg.
"Hey, hey.. it's perfectly alright. You honestly aren't in the wrong for venting actually- due to the fact keeping things in will eventually come out sooner or later, for worse really. It's best you get it off your chest and entrust us with how you feel. I'm, sorry again... with what you've gone through. I may be new, but... I will gladly stand by your side and help with whatever I can to ensure you never face such judgement again."

It had only then registered what Ryan was saying with his story. She wanted to get this across, "Wait, one of your creations both tried to kill you, and couldn't be returned to their previous state?"

With a simple nod, Ryan answered her question with, "... Yes, i'm afraid. He wasn't keen on what I was doing, especially since he got the worst treatment out of my days as an Author. He was also an Uchiha and in the Naruto verse, they're driven by emotion. So if one gets angry and hateful, they can carry out their actions against someone based on the emotional scale. Even if he... wasn't an Uchiha, I don't blame him... for how he felt towards me."

Kala couldn't believe what she heard, and gave more insight on her opinion. "I'm sorry... I guess I really put my foot in my mouth there... I focus too much on the pain I was caused, and I guess I was blind to the misery I just caused you." She said, her now hushed tone not drawing much attention. "Ryan, though I've just met you, I suppose I know where your coming from... but I don't think your other creations would have tried to kill you... even if the rules didn't apply. I know because when I figured out my life was written out for me for a long time, I wanted answers, not bloodshed. You didn't know you were hurting those people, and they knew you were making it right once it was discovered you were. I find it hard to believe that if they lived because they were so close to your heart, they'd want to destroy you for it, and this is looking at it from the perspective of someone who was made hell-bound from the start, I don't think you did anything that bad did you?"

Taking a moment, Ryan wasn't sure what to say. She had a great point about the ordeal, yet... it wasn't exactly clear. The only way to set things right was by being honest to someone who's been mistreated by an Author even if he/she wasn't as bad anymore.
".. To put it simply, they were used like toys. Brought them out of their comfortable world, assigned them different tasks, but suddenly left them out of the picture to defend for themselves. Misha for example, was used to attend the Pub and serve people drinks. Yet, I stopped using her and she had to find work in an unforgiving world of a city she didn't recognize. Yoruichi was the Pub's bouncer, and when I stopped using her- was trying dearly to contact Soul Society to help them from an invasion. But, she couldn't reach them and people died. She had to live with the guilt, because I simply didn't do my part in setting her back."

"Then there's Chrysalis... whom got a lot of crap. Even though I used her for awhile, she basically had to become someone else just to get close to anyone by shape shifting and being someone she wasn't. I even went as far as making her imprisoned at my house, forbidden to leave since she wasn't human... or trusted enough to leave. Just lunging around with sadness, and not being there to feed her servants since they had to be fed somehow..."

"Peacekeeper joined an early arc, only to be forgotten, thus he couldn't return to his world and just wandered the deserts of giant monsters for months on end, never finding civilization."

"Saya only had two posts before she was forgotten. What happened to her was sad, she had to attend a night club in serving drinks while getting looks from the guys. She didn't wear anything sexual, but she still had to tolerate such discrimination."

Taokaka helped a little with the dragon war, until a giant dragon shot her with a laser beam that completely killed her. Puce kept her soul in a crystal ball until one day, she was restored. Though, I stopped using her thus she was stuck on an island. Not so bad, she had plenty of food and wondered with no care. But, she couldn't see her kittens in her village so... caused her a lot of heartache."

"Lucy had quite a thing going for her in the Pub. She befriended people along with saving a bunch of test subjects from a lab in her world. All was well, until I decided to have her cut all the little children's horns off plus her own... resulting in the children dying and her losing memory. Once I got bored, she was just... sort of handicapped. Left there in the Pub, to be taken cared of and soon just shoved back into her world like a lost little puppy until I helped restore her memories some time later for Lucy to freak out from what she did."

".. Ryan, my other creation.. had the worst of it. Set him out to take my place in dealing with the Red Mage so I wouldn't die. He spent time with Teri, with the other Authors, and right when Bruiser came around, I pulled him out. He couldn't save Teri from Bruiser becau-" Ryan immediately glanced over to Teri. Should he really be saying this? Deciding to best leave out the details, he continued with more on Ryan's life. ".. Point is, he felt extremely guilty. If that wasn't bad enough, I had him as a cloaked man who invaded the Pub and tried destroying all of reality. For the sake of a 'fun' time, I had him super OP where no one could touch him. But, he was stopped because the sub plot wasn't fun at all. I discarded him, and thrown him into the abyss. Unlike the other characters, he was sealed in nothingness since I didn't feel he had use of anything.... horrible mistake. He saw how good my life was through a glass, behind the barrier I sealed him in my own home. When I realized he actually felt emotions, I let him out to hang by like Chrysalis did.. never to leave my house. When... I allowed everyone to go back, that's when he decided to attempt murdering me. Because I closed the door on his chance of doing anything in life. I mistreated my clone like it was a dog with rabies. Even now, I cringe just thinking about it."

Giving a sigh, he smiled warmly back and patted Kala's shoulder while he kept his arm there.
"You know.. I too, can use a fresh start. We all have days where we wish for a better outcome and want to change the past... but really, all we can do is move forward."

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... Kala didn't know what to say... she was really talking to someone who did all that? and on friendly terms no less? Hell, even fiends like Pit Fiends who do some of the most vile things for themselves can at least provide SOME sort of reason other than "For the sake of a 'fun' time." I mean she was a strict believer that people can change, and that... "Oh do let me guess..." her shadow interrupted from the depths of her mind, continuing in a mocking tone... "out of darkness comes light" "not all of any one group are alike" and all that bullshit, but be honest here... you wouldn't be all in the wrong to hate him now would you?" Despite her shadow's nagging voice seeming to have more power here, she was still wiser and more strong of will than letting it effect her thoughts too deeply. He wanted to change... like she did. That is to say for the better... heck, if she was to say he was beyond saving, she'd have to say that about herself... and recent events had more than proven otherwise. She spoke in a volume that wouldn't attract attention to the group, at least not any more than they had, which is to say silent enough to limit the hearing range right around just over a whisper and just under talking.

"Well, moving forward is all anyone can ever do... it doesn't help anyone to dwell on the past... I'm not saying anyone should ignore their wrongdoings... but you made it right... as right as you could anyway, and that's all anyone else can ask of you. Now... you said you were interested in joining up with the crew right? Personally, I'd have no objections... on one condition. Promise you'll not be so reckless with your creations later... simple? I mean... well to be perfectly honest, I don't think the... what I assume was a change... to some dragon-thing was a good move... I mean... you know what never mind, point is, if you find it necessary to write something at some point, think it through and have a peaceful way to resolve it if you can, alright?"

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Beef Bowl Store: Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan
Mood Music

"Thanks for the kind words, Cadolbolg, even if I have messed up. I'm still tired of the shifting around in their tones that makes it feel like I'm both being cursed and praised.

...is there any way I could be a better bigger sister?" Even with Cadolbolg's praise, it was hard to shake the feeling that Devon was still responsible for too much that had gone on... Maybe the curse was just some way to punish her.

Heck, the longer it went on, the more Devon wanted to be out of there instead of hearing this cycle of small praise and scathing scoldings over something that she couldn't really do much to fix. Still, she had to stand up for herself even if neither one of those two knew that it was Devon speaking. "Just because someone writes doesn't make them omniscient. Would every grocery list be chiseled in stone? No, things come up. Maybe you want different ingredients in the food. Sometimes amateur chefs mess up with some of the ingredients and something bad happens. Is that reason to damn the chef forevermore?" It wasn't a lot, but the confidence boost from Cadolbolg was a bit clear.

"Well, just follow the plan here and we should be good, okay? It's not too hard, and it really is for the best in the long run. Plus, we both know you like how soft that hair is, right?" Ella's explanation was rather brief, but it did clarify some of the actions that had happened over the day.

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Beef Bowl Store: Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan

"Well, moving forward is all anyone can ever do... it doesn't help anyone to dwell on the past... I'm not saying anyone should ignore their wrongdoings... but you made it right... as right as you could anyway, and that's all anyone else can ask of you. Now... you said you were interested in joining up with the crew right? Personally, I'd have no objections... on one condition. Promise you'll not be so reckless with your creations later... simple? I mean... well to be perfectly honest, I don't think the... what I assume was a change... to some dragon-thing was a good move... I mean... you know what never mind, point is, if you find it necessary to write something at some point, think it through and have a peaceful way to resolve it if you can, alright?"

She was perfectly clear on what Kala wanted from Ryan. Through his eyes, she was indeed wary of his past now.. more then enough to be cautious by the way she spoke. The pauses, the way she tried to justify her wishes only to end up with 'a peaceful way' was a sign she didn't exactly trust him. Who would? That bit of information would get anyone to be called a monster.

He took his arm off of Kala's shoulder and sat in a normal position on the chair, looking straight ahead with no expression on his face other then sadness if not guilt. As a Dragonoid, you couldn't tell his expressions were really except for the mouth and brows angle.
"... I'm not laying a finger on a tablet or anything in regards to accessing my Author powers. Each time I did create, only proved again and again that I can't handle that type of power. My ideas run wild, and I let loose more problems then I can originally solve."

He looked down, only to turn towards Kala and be honest once again.
"My wrongdoings had led to much misfortune... affected more lives then I could count ...." He seemed to of trailed off, Ryan thinking back to his past. Much regret lied in his voice, but he clarified something afterwards.

"To atone for my sins, was to experience the true nature of what it's like being a fictional character. So I transported myself into the world of Dark Souls. A pilgrimage to ring the Two Bells of Awakening, and keep the fire burning so the world can continue being safe from the dark. Easier said then done, by a long shot..."
Ryan looked at both his hands, and expressed a look of sheer will power to explain the trials he had to endure.

"I challenged myself, to not rely on the Author's power to get through the world's obstacles. Over and over, I have died, only to be brought back by the bone fires that i've lit. Trial and error was the only way to surpass anything that stood in my way. To understand what our characters go through is to become one, is what I did in the most dark, treacherous, despairing world known in my knowledge apart from hell itself. Only befriended two people who've helped me along the way, accepting defeats only to savor the victories... and truly understand what life is about."

Ryan's quote by his own terms, was told to Kala, "Life is not a fair system, but a series of chapters in a man's and woman's life. The progress of what choices he/she makes, and the responses he/she decides after a given situation. It isn't how you die, but rather how you lived till the very last breath you draw..." He lived by this, absorbed by the fact this is what it means to live. His motivation prevented Ryan from going Hollow, a curse in the Dark Souls world where mortals would transform into undead beings, with no life lingering inside but a hollow shell of their former self.

However, Devon decided to tell Kala her mind, probably tired of this conversation Ryan was having with the woman. "Just because someone writes doesn't make them omniscient. Would every grocery list be chiseled in stone? No, things come up. Maybe you want different ingredients in the food. Sometimes amateur chefs mess up with some of the ingredients and something bad happens. Is that reason to damn the chef forevermore?"

Getting out of his seat, Ryan cranked his neck since he's been sitting for some time.
"Quite the example you have there Devon... I agree in a sense with what you're saying. People make mistakes, which makes us human in the end. I've been called a demon, a monster- yet my actions come nothing close towards what certain people have done in their life time. It all depends on the circumstances, and if the sinner wants to redeem oneself."

He came over towards Devon, Ella, and Cadolbolg only to end up petting the baby turtle from it's head to the back. Firm strokes, simply wanting to show he meant no harm while giving Cadolbolg some attention. Sure it wasn't a fluffy kitten, but regardless Ryan had a love for dragons.
Turning back to Devon, Ryan finished off with, ".. I'm sure we've spoke enough about the past and guilts of an author.. that, authors have to show they want to become good after their mistakes. I've made to many to count, and I am here for that very reason. I'm sure, that God himself can forgive someone like me in due time."

Paulownia Mall | Beef Noodle Shop: Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Kalastryn, Som, Ryan, Teri

bluerocker:
"But you're right. I never forget what my writing has done."

*BLINK!*

The Hunter had found himself seated in front of a steaming bowl of what appeared to be soup that consisted of meat, broth and noodles and yet he had no idea how he had arrived at that location or who the two "people" seated at the table were. His last memories were being seated at a fountain with the wolf (Garm) just before the Minature Dragon (Cadolbolg), The Demoness (Ella), The Cursed Bard (Devon) and the Air Ship's Medical Officer (Teri) had arrived. Everything else seemed to be a blur of pictures and - and -

"AAAAAAH-CHOOOOOOO!!!!" Som sneezed, managing to cover up his mouth and nose with the inside of his elbow.

bluerocker:
"Even when I broke the connection between myself and those I used to write for, I am reminded constantly of what the title of Author means. And I know that I deserve it."

"AAAAAAH-CHOOOOOOO!!!!" The Hunter sneezed again finding that his sinuses were under the attack of some sort of alergic reaction.

"P-Pardon m-m-AAAAAAH-CHOOOOOOO!!!! me." Som said, his voice sounding as if he was drowning in his own mucus. His thoughts felt the same way as the Hunter struggled to figure out just what it was that was causing this sudden bout of allergies.

Pulling out a vial from his alchemy pouch, the hunter started placing various herbs and materials into the container before pulling holding it over the flame of a candle that had been placed in the middle of the table. As the contents of the vial heated up, a bit of smoke swirled out and rode the invisible air currents that circulated around the room.

"AAAAAAH-CHOOOOOOO!!!!" The Hunter sneezed once again as he tried to keep track of the smoke as it wound it way around the restaurant and started reacting with the allergen that was causing Som so much discomfort.

Soon, the Hunter was able to not only identify the allergen, but the source as well as Som's blood shot blue eyes locked onto Cleric Teri.

"*COUGH COUGH COUGH*You did not happen to drink anything that would alter your pheromones did you?" Som asked miserably as he began concocting a drink that cease the torrent of nasal mucus that sought to gush out his nostrils. As he continued to look at the Cleric, he pointed at the two new comers with his eyes, silently questioning the Ship's Medical officer if they were friendly, though it could have been a distraction to draw attention away from the fact that the Hunter was edging away from the Cleric slowly until such time as his allergy rememdy took effect.


Shadow Zone | Strike Team #2: Constance, David, Slindis, Ton Ton, Yu

Constance had not moved since the appearance of the Shadow and whether it was due to the traumatic way that David had snatched her weapon from her or the berating that she received from the Irish Sniper and Slindis, she found herself unsure as to how to proceed as the world around her seemed to shift under her feet.

No, this was not another attempt at Bast trying to swap places with the Vampire, it was yet more proof that the Daughter of the Sorrowfeld Clan had a long way to go before she could save anyone, let alone herself.

It was the birth of an artificial sun in the form of David's Persona assaulting the Shadow that finally caused Constance to move to attack the dual headed menace that was attempting to destroy her Crew Mates.

"BAST!" Constance called out, unleashing the Feline Headed Persona upon the world.

Seeing the creature's electrical assault, the Feline Persona summoned a whirlwind that raced along the floor of the area, picking up the massive shell casings that had been discarded by the aerial assault. Once satisfied, Bastet's claws errupted into flame, causing the whirling metal casings to melt together, the spinning motion causing the molten ball of metal to spread, at first into a thin disk and then a thin metal net that errected itself between the creature and the Crew Members of the Strike Team.

"What are you doing?!" Constance asked, not understanding what was happening until one of the creature's electrical attacks struck the barrier and was dissipated along the metal veins.

"Ohhhhhh. Okay!" The Sorrowfeld Vampire said with a smile in the voice as she went to check on Ton Ton.

"Hey! Are you okay?" The Vampire asked the Tonberry.

Iwadatoi Station - Strip Mall - Sweet Shop: Akane, Deadshot
"Well...Shit..." Deadshot loudly stated as he eyed up the beat cops that were attempting to arrest them.
"Hey, contact your CO, tell them that Misturu authorized this Operation and we're working under her orders." He said as he pushed the Infected man between him and the police, bullets tended to hurt humans like him you see.
"This man is suffering from a Biological Hazard and he doesn't have much time left. Get us EMTs and a escort to the...the....Fuck, what was the name of that building again?...Oh, The Kirijo Group building!" He then ordered the police, switching the Ammo type on his gun to Rubber bullets.
Just in case...

Akane stiffened somewhat next to Deadshot even as he swung the victim in front of himself. Forcing herself not to draw steel she softened her stance and spread her arms wide in friendship. "Ehe... We were told to be discrete... Come come now! Put down your weapons, we have not drawn ours. We really are workign with Mitsuru-san of Kirijo Group. Let us all stand down and talk this over like people, who is your commander? We have no time to waste."

Port Island Station - Rafflesia: Garm, Rugal, Walter o'Dim
Mood Music

Walter looked around a little more, and waved a hand to pull in Rugal's attention, "Tanaka sent you bout deliveries, so you got to me, right? So, he probably mentioned a couple people interested in those 'items'. Skin, Narla and Samuel were pretty keen on em; as they were private dealers. But the guys by the Strip Mall, they used it to make their own... Look, I'm just a delivery guy. I smell it to make sure it's the real thing, then I ship.

Point being, lots of dealings went on behind there. Hell, I think most of us got our supplies there... I tended to grab things by the Shrine myself, when those monks were looking. But ever since that dead guy turned up, I've been avoiding it like the plague. Don't want to be wrongly accused, you know?"

Walter seemed to be sniffing around a bit more, seeming more nervous about dropping this information at all. Then again, being a member of a drug ring was never good for the nerves. However, the part about Mr. Skin was a bit more disconcerting too. If he was a private dealer, then that mean he sent Rugal off to stall; and could be long gone by now...

Iwadatoi Station - Strip Mall - Sweet Shop: Akane, Deadshot
Mood Music

Upon hearing both of the two members namedropping the Kirijo group building, as well as Mitsuru's name, the commanding officer stopped, and dialed in a number on his phone before talking over something for a few moments, and turned back to Akane and Deadshot. Putting a hand up, he signaled to his men to put down their weapons,

"He's right. The Kirijos are overlooking this.... Now get these people out of the way, we don't want anything to spread! Someone get a first aid kit out, we need to staunch that bleeding!"

And with surprising efficiency, the police were able to push back the crowd to the bare minimum required to be able to traverse the district, and the policeman began to speak with Akane and Deadshot again, "Kirijo-san should be here with an ambulance soon. She'll take you and this man in a few..."

True to the policeman's word, Mitsuru and an ambulance arrived not too long afterward, motioning the two into the luxurious looking car while the man was unloaded into the ambulance. Upon getting in, though, Deadshot (being familiar with this sort of scenario) realized that Mitsuru had arranged them to be in their for privacy of speech, rather than transportation back to the Kirijo Group Building,

"Nicely done on finding someone among the living with the virus. However, you weren't exactly the most discreet.... Drawing a weapon in a candy store is bound to draw a little attention."

She gave a chuckle (which did sound a tad bit rehearsed), and continued, "That being said, I cannot deny that you did a great service in finding that man. However, I feel I should ask a couple questions about this scenario before I go back to my office and work on the paperwork that keeps this sort of thing under control.

First, could you explain to me what happened, to the closest degree. We need to know as much as we can about what this person may have been wanting or acting, so we may get a better profile on what to look out for. What was he doing, did you see him look at any people, any sort of details."

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Beef Bowl Store: Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan, Kalastryn
Mood Music

Teri's eyes stayed to the table, shivering faintly when Bruiser's name was dropped several times, and shook her head at what Kalastryn said regarding Caim and Angelus, "Angleus has given me kindness that is far beyond what I deserve, but she still keeps her distance. Not that I really mind, as I'm thankful that she's been understanding But Caim... Caim has not forgiven me for what I have done. And, to say it kindly, Kalastryn, I have done quite a lot; so much so that I'd rather not recount it all here. Perhaps, to put it lightly, if they told you their story of being with the Rising Dawn, my hand was involved before even then. And for that, I would not be surprised if he stayed angry at what I have done for a long time."

She looked to Ryan with that same wry smile, "You're lucky though, Ryan. Even if you had some fights along the way, it looks like those you wrote for seem to be at peace; even the alternate version of yourself. Be glad for that much. If Inuart knew who I was, I think he would have gone for my head immediately. Then again, by the time he ever saw me, I had already broken the connection. Even for what I had to pay for it, I think it was worth it, if it freed all those lives connected to my own."

Saying this made the Cleric seem to droop again, but at least, from what the others were seeing, she was beginning to eat her meal again.

Well, it would have stayed that way if Som didn't sneeze up a storm and stare very closly at the Cleric, the expression not being too far off from Caim's famous death glares. With a slightly shaky voice (which was in no doubt inspired by the recent re-introduction to old wounds and being stared down like a diseased animal), she said quietly, "I drank a drink called Pheromone Coffee? I didn't think it actually did anything... as for those two, the dragon shaped person is Ryan, and the woman is Kalastryn. They're old friends of ours. Can you please stop giving me that look now?"

Ella, looks like your hands are gonna be full cheering up some Authors in the establishment.

As for Cadolbolg, after giving an "Okie dokie!" to Ella, he gave an almost catlike rub against Devon's arm to comfort her, and spoke again via the rings, "It's perfectly fine, Devon. If that lady wants to keep talking mean stuff, you ignore it. You obviously feel bad enough as is. You don't need someone telling you messed up for the same mistakes. As for being a better big sister, you don't need to do anything. Me and Friend Ton Ton are very happy with you being yourself.

"I do have a question though... What was this 'connection' thing friend Teri was talking about? I understand that Author Mark used his connection to me to make me a real dragon baby, that is, before breaking it; and that it was powerful enough to let him do that to me. And Creator Puce severed his connection and myself so that I could think for myself... Is it like those? Why did the Authors want to do this connection breaking thing?"

Shadow Zone (Group 1): Akontia - The Anti-Shadow Weapon, Annie, Cz, Jake, Jenny, The Wanderer, Melethia
Mood Music

The following was written with bluecrimson's express consent.

Melethia's negative energy and joint destruction was the first attack to land on Akontia and her Persona, causing the robot to freeze in pain as her life was literally drained from her body and her joints rendered less than useful, Bellona fading in the process. Following up that was the Wanderer's barrage of bullets, which, at this range, (and Akontia's joints currently being locked) were dead on target, filling the robot with more holes. Once this was finished, Annie's chance was given, and Gaea was able to bring a mighty strike down onto the robot; and acquainting her properly with the floor. After all was said and done, the light in the robot's eyes began to fade, as the emotionless voice rang out, "E-external...systems....failure....Powering down...." before the javelin slipped from the robot's fingers. It was disabled.

Now, as much as the party probably wanted revenge on the robot, Fuuka's voice range out and pleaded, "Wait! Please, while I understand you have no doubt nothing but ill will for this Anti-Shadow unit, if you destroy her it will make us lose one important piece in this puzzle! If our sources are correct, Akontia has a vial of the virus in her body, and she may have information about the forces holding her prior to her reactivation, the forces under Nyarlatotep's control. Please, I beg you, bring her back with you. We can put her in safe containment now that you've disabled her; and be able to properly extract and analyze the virus in her systems.

Now, give me a moment before I try to find you a way out of here...."

Without further prompting, Melethia grabbed the robotic adversary and threw her in the bag of holding with the less dangerous magical items, giving a look that almost asked to be questioned about the action. When prompted about throwing the robot in the bag, she simply stated, "I listen to suggestions, not orders."

Fuuka paused, noticing that the child out of the lot of them was the one to handle the body, but after a moment, spoke again, still sounding a bit rattled in the process, "...I have found a point in which you could exit on this floor. Make your way East, and you should find it...
And, again, I'm sorry for what has happened here."

Shadow Zone(Group 2): Caim, Constance, David, Slin, Ton-Ton, Narukami
Mood Music

After Narukami's and Constances' attack, Slindis' Smite, and David's air raid, the Shadow was clearly overwhelmed; and began to swell in size before exploding into a pile of black goop; sending chunks of the stuff everywhere. However, not long after the goop appeared, it began to evaporate into black smoke.

"Great Job! It's gone... Now, Lemme try to find you an exit on this floor, so you can get that generator out of here when the time comes.... Also, your other group of allies were able to find and subdue the Anti Shadow Weapon. However... there were some casualties in the process, and the one noted as AWOL is still as such... I'm sorry."

This left the party alone with themselves, and- Was that crying?

Ton Ton, who was very much thrown off by the literal fireworks, was shocked when he felt himself being thrown off of Caim's shoulder, as well as seeing the man getting pulled under into some dark abyss, not unlike how he was first brought into the world of AA. As the Tonberry looked around for his misplaced benefactor, his voice grew shriller with panic as he waved his lantern around the Shadow verse;

"Caim!? Where are you?! Please, come back! Please... What am I gonna tell Cadolbolg if I come back without you or Angelus?"

When Constance came to his aid, Ton Ton looked up at her and everyone else, and in those little beady eyes, (and tone of voice), Constance could see desperation clear on his face, "It's Caim. I was sitting on his shoulder, and we were waiting out David's fire storm before we could attack the Shadow. But, when we were waiting, something attacked us; and he- he threw me out of the way, so some big, shadowy black thing wouldn't swallow me up. And now he's gone! I-I'm scared... I can't just leave and tell Cadolbolg that his parents disappeared! What if he's dead?! I could be the reason he lost his parents!"

[1] He never did see it...

Iwadatoi Station - Strip Mall - Sweet Shop: Akane, Deadshot
Mood Music
"First, could you explain to me what happened, to the closest degree. We need to know as much as we can about what this person may have been wanting or acting, so we may get a better profile on what to look out for. What was he doing, did you see him look at any people, any sort of details." Mitusru asked.

"Well, I bought some takoyaki as I haven't eaten since I got here. The clerk pointed out the victim when I asked about the new fashion in town. She also mentioned the person who does the shift after her also stopped showing up after dressing the same. We could always hit her up for more information, but I had to move fast. I entered the shop and Deadshot-san moved to take down the victim, who said he 'didn't want any sort of trouble, just leave me alone' before charging towards the door at full speed. I stepped in front of the door and shouted at him to stop, but he dropped into a shoulder charge. I meant to cut him in half but I drew my sword sheathed for some reason and merely struck him full force as Deadshot-san hit him with some sort of lightning shock. Deadshot-san secured the victim and we proclaimed ourselves police and left the shop quickly, apologizing for the damage. We didn't get far before meeting the actual police, and now we are here. Aww, my takoyaki!" The Kitsune explained.

She nodded to Deadshot, allowing him to add in his side of the story.

AA Universe: Syria.

"Well, seems we have reached an agreement then." responded the man draped in shadows and darkness, his eyes sitting behind a pair of sunglasses he just put back up on his face, glimmering with evil intent.

"You've got what you wanted, now hold up your end of the deal Mr. 'D'." said the official. His clothes were stained with sweat from about two hours of negotiations and the presence of being close to this dark man.

"Gladly." was all he said before pulling out a massive pistol and blowing the man's skull open with it. The rear half of the room covered in blood, he stood up and began to walk out of the room. "Go get the plutonium."

"Right sir!" a female voice came from a corner of the room and ran out of the room with haste.

A common sight.
Insane!Wanderer & Shadow Attack force 1.
Location: Shadow Zone 1 | Personaverse.

Sad musc

After doing his part in the battle with the dance of lead, the Insane!Wanderer stopped, indeed he wanted to do more to the robot but he understood what the girl 'Fuuka' was saying. "*Tisk* Well that is a shame ... I wanted to find out more about it. You know disassemble it and all ... my other side doesn't care thought." He said out loud to everyone as he had picked up the bloody javelin and handed it to Melethia.

With his eyes still burning red from changing to his insane mode, the darker Wanderer walked over to Jake's corpse. Taking off the dark mask with one hand, this face of the Wanderer was still the same. Looming over the body, the Wanderer still had a smile, yet he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Looking down he stepped into the Author's pool of blood. "Sorry bud ... it seemed the dice you rolled were against you ... but we both know that you didn't truly die" He had whispered to the dead body and gave another light chuckle.

If anyone was looking at this spectacle they could see the different Wanderer hold his palm out to where his cigarette ash fell, was this an act of respect or something else? "Enough from me though ... tag out!" He called to the nothing surrounding him and the Wanderer's eyes faded back to glowing blue. Looking down he saw the cigarette and the now normal Wanderer sighed as he stepped out of the pool of blood and extinguished it, but it faded away shortly enough.

Before placing his mask back on, the Wanderer clapped his hand together twice and then placed the two palms together forming a praying stance. "Amen." The Wanderer called out once more before the black mask was on him. Looking back to everyone the Wanderer himself had a couple of words to say, "I suggest we say our words to the Author ... then we can decide what to do with the body. My vote is cremation but ... " The talking turned slowly to silence as the Wanderer thought about how little he knew of the Author.

"I see too much death ..." He silently whispered.

Missing souls.
Yu Narukami & Shadow Attack force 2 .
Location: Shadow Zone 2 | Personaverse.

Sad music

Seeing the rest dominate the battle and destroy the Shadow made Yu calm in his injury, yet the sight of David summoning made his Persona made him somewhat happy. Yet the news from the other party was relayed back to them, it was not good, this turned Yu's mood bad and silent. Then the crying of Ton-Ton came from nowhere, Caim was certainly missing from the group and this did worry Yu too.

With his Persona faded away due to lack of energy and sadness, Yu tried to stand up by himself but he felt a pain in his legs. Stumbling back down to the floor, he was quick to look at his leg. Burn would were all over one leg. Seeing this made his face twist in pain and soon he began to fear that he could do nothing. Yet still he tried to get up, using his Katana as some kind of crutch.

Armoured~
Storm & Alpha.
Location: Hanger (Workshop) | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

Back inside the hanger of the Rising Dawn, silence was something that waved in the air. The lone Spartan was inside the workshop fixing up his weapons and armour that were damaged with the battle against Annie. His beloved Alpha were back in their room sleeping, the Spartan was determined to fix this so he may participate in the next event that this group seemingly keep going through without break.

Storm had to lower himself a little, his body was almost seven foot-tall. Yet he needed to use all of his body to fix up all of his gear, the only clothing he wore was from the weight down and the sweat was drenching his upper body. Wiping the newly appearing sweat from his brow quickly, the Spartan took out the final piece of his newly repaired armor. Special glass was forged and with several hits from a hammer made it curve perfectly to hit the helmet.

Shortly afterwards the new armour and weapons were placed within the armour-loader. This did everything else that Storm could not do. It painted the armour perfectly with the signature colours of this certain Spartan, it edited the armour to perfectly fit Storm and it imprinted and programmed the insides. Spartan-178 stood perfectly still, showing no movement as it scanned his body.

Then the final process began to initiate, the armour was finally being placed onto Storm. This only took a minute, but as if it forgot a single thing, the emblem of this Spartan was painted quickly. Then the noise of escaped gas came out of nowhere and Storm jumped his way out of the machine, feeling as if he was reborn again.

Looking around he could see everything in place and the HUD was working correctly. Making sure that his normal weapon package was attached, the Spartan found his two pistols, shotgun, grenades, energy sword and family sword all in place. This made him happy. Quickly taking it off with the machine again, the Spartan made sure that all checks were final. Happy with his finishing progress he took a look at the other weapon packages he had made before happily skipping to his beloved.

The Storm Group foundation
Author Shaun & Shorn.
Location: Moon Base | Moon | Space | AAverse.

The Moon's surface remained void of all life, air and nature. Yet this eyes of the Grandmast tactician, wizard and swordsman Shorn looked upon it with great interest. As the man remained inside the large bubble of oxygen he was examining everything on the Moon's surface, from the dust to the smallest crater.

This was no ordinary place that he could explore, this was thanks to the Author of these Personifications, the now man Shaun. Near the small entrance to the Moon base was a much more ordinary person, checking the Lightning Hawke, their spaceship, if it had come across any damage. The Author Shaun sighed, he only knew how to write and nothing else apart from being completely normal and having a abnormal knowledge of both gaming and anime.

Looking towards his creation of Shorn, the tactician he bought over from Fire Emblem: Awakening he began to wonder about what they really wanted, yet he would not ask the man himself due to anxiety. Sighing once again, the Author left the Wizard to his investigation as he went back into the base to expand it or more it look better then before.

While doing this he thought about the other two characters he let out into this world, since their minds were connected he did know what was happening, yet he wanted to hear it from the characters themselves. Then a thought went out to his 'retired' character ...

The retired life.
Tomoya Okazaki.
Location: Hikarizara | Japan | KEYverse.

The blue hair dangled in front of the lighter blue ocean in front of him. Tomoya felt a shudder down his neck and braced himself for warmth. Focusing upon his sights he saw green, green grass and the yellow of many, many sunflowers. In the middle upon these sunflowers was the two he cherished most in life, his daughter Ushio and wife Nagisa.

To this very day he has not regretted yelling the statement to everyone that he wanted to go back to see his family. Some of the Rising Dawn crew were silent and yet some were a little more ... loud. Giving out a sigh he know he should not care about that world anymore but he had wished that he either made it up to some of them and knocked some sense into the others, but in this human state and being in this world, he could not do either.

Once more with the focusing he saw his daughter and wife, a smile came upon his face again. The family were actually visiting his relatives, his father and grandmother, they lived near the ocean. This not only gave him some time for family, but it gave time for the former Archangel of lightning to think.

"I would do anything for them." He said softly to himself, yet he shut up too quickly as both his grandmother and father bought out drinks and lunch.

bluecrimson:
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bluerocker:
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Kala didn't know what to say to either of them... Teri was so upset she didn't think anything could really help from her end, though she'd more than like to try. and her "distrust" to Ryan wasn't exactly anything special... I mean she just met him, she wouldn't put her life in his hands, sure, but she wasn't worried about being stabbed in the back or anything either, it was really no more or less than someone you just met. Anyway, she thought it was certainly a time for a change of subject... in a rather impartial tone, not due to not feeling for them, but due to not wanting to draw attention as usual... "So with what I've seen with us being busy as always... where are the rest of us? and I assume we're not here for a vacation right?" she let out with as comforting a tone as she could muster with all the information that just hit her.

Port Island Station - Rafflesia: Garm, Rugal, Walter o'Dim

"....Hm...Clever bastard...Right, well, thank you for your time..." Rugal abruptly said before walking away from Walter, no longer caring for the Dealer or his ruse for that face.
I knew I should have just smashed up the place... He thought as began pacing away from the shop and out onto the road.
Pulling out his PDA, he called Mitsuru and said "Rugal here, I need an APB on one Mr. Skin. He's making a run for it. Wire the Police Scanner data on screen. This man has something to hide, I want to know what!"
Garm was still watching as the Crimelord stood in front of a car and held his hand out to halt it, causing the driver of it to screech to a halt barely an inch before hitting him.
Without bothering to listen to the cries of protest of the driver, Rugal instead opted to walk over to the drivers seat and pull the man out of the car before throwing him on the tarmac.
"Oh don't cry, tomorrow you'll be laughing about this." He casually said as he hijacked the car before speeding off down the road back to towards Club Escapade, keen to find out where Mr. Skin ran off to.

Iwadatoi Station - Strip Mall - Sweet Shop: Akane, Deadshot

Deadshot was glad that for once the chain of command HADN'T screwed him over, unlike in Moscow...
"Well I'll be dammed, she kept her word. Think it was because she's young and idealistic or just not an asshole?"
As much as I'd like to say the latter, I'm leaning towards idealistic...
THe assassin and his Shadow thought as they boarded the Ambulance while Akane give her side of the story.
"Basically what the Fox says. Target was wearing tons of winter clothing, much like the John Doe back at the Shrine. As bad as waving guns around kids are, I'd wager that someone dropping dead would be even worse. Besides, we might be able to poke and prod him a little, get some insight into the virus before he passes his expiration date." He said, not really hopeful that that Infected would live but rather convinced that they could get something off him before he died.

Shadow Zone (Group 1): Akontia, Annie, Cz, Jake, Jenny, The Wanderer, Melethia

Not long after Akontia was shit down, Jenny began to stir, having spent most of the fight knocked out by one of the Shadow Weapon's attacks.
She attempted to stand herself up, only to be met with a sharp message from her mind.
"Tch, Stop embarrassing yourself. Just stay down, they'll send someone to pick your worthless ass up..."
As if on cue, The pokemon stumbled in her attempts, landing right back where she started.
"...Can someone help me up?..."
"Oh for the love of Arceus, what DON'T you need help with?...Uhhhh, just go back to being knocked out, this is sad to be a part of..."

While Pokemon could take more of a beating them humans, seeing how they fought for sport in their realm, That fire blast did knock a lot of strength out of Jenny.

Shadow Zone(Group 2): Caim, Constance, David, Slin, Ton-Ton, Narukami

David was too busy riding his Battle High as Apollo literally blew the monster into next week.
"YEAH!...SUCK it you stupiduuhhhhhh..." He then groaned as he went limp from the energy it took to have his persona attack, collapsing as he did.
As he was busy reeling from the mother of all head rushes, Ton Ton began to fret over Caim's safety.
"oohhhh...Hey...Caim don't die easy...He'll...turn up...You lot go on ahead...I'm just going to lay here for a while..." He said as he groaned as he tried in vain to stand himself up, quickly deciding he would just wait it out instead.
".....so....Yu, how's your day been going?..." He asked, clearly still not "All there" mentally.

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Beef Bowl Store: Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan, Kalastryn
Mood Music

"Blush you- blush you, blush you!" Ryan repeated everytime Som(?) sneezed, having the habit to say that whenever someone sneezes. Was just his thing really.

Ryan could tell, this was heavily affecting Teri's mind right now... and he darn knew not to bring up Bruiser but he did so anyway. Guilt struck him, simply because if he said anything around Annie about Rugal- she'd have the same reaction. However, Teri looked to Ryan with that same wry smile, "You're lucky though, Ryan. Even if you had some fights along the way, it looks like those you wrote for seem to be at peace; even the alternate version of yourself. Be glad for that much. If Inuart knew who I was, I think he would have gone for my head immediately. Then again, by the time he ever saw me, I had already broken the connection. Even for what I had to pay for it, I think it was worth it, if it freed all those lives connected to my own."

He never thought about it that way. She did have a point... despite his wrong doings, most of his characters forgave him. They had it rough, but in the end... they still 'liked' him like how a family can get along despite the past. Could be seen as disfunctional, but it didn't matter now. "... Yea... I am lucky. Very much so- to be here with you guys, alive and well. My health is in tact, and i've gained a lot of benefits from my lonesome journey in Dark Souls. But, alas I have much to live up to. Starting now, by supporting you guys and all of the Rising Dawn."

However, he could tell Teri was very disheartened... or very down on herself. Coming over, he grabbed both her hands with his, like a romantic couple- expect he lifted one hand and pointed a thumb at himself. Giving a smile the best he could in his dragon form, Ryan said, "This time, Teri, I won't leave out of the blue. I'm staying, and together with everyone else we shall overcome any challenge. I promise you. So, what can I do to start making things right?"

With one hand holding hers, Ryan closed his eyes and kept his smiled, trying to uplift her spirits. He saw her like a grand friend he had missed for the longest time... and certainly didn't want to creep her out. But, being this forward and looking the way he did... might of been to much anyways.

Shadow Zone (Group 1): Akontia - The Anti-Shadow Weapon, Annie, Cz, Jake, Jenny, The Wanderer, Melethia

"Wait! Please, while I understand you have no doubt nothing but ill will for this Anti-Shadow unit, if you destroy her it will make us lose one important piece in this puzzle! If our sources are correct, Akontia has a vial of the virus in her body, and she may have information about the forces holding her prior to her reactivation, the forces under Nyarlatotep's control. Please, I beg you, bring her back with you. We can put her in safe containment now that you've disabled her; and be able to properly extract and analyze the virus in her systems.

Now, give me a moment before I try to find you a way out of here...."

Annie saw the efforts pay off- waiting as everyone did their part in taking down the Anti-Weapon. As much as she wanted to destroy that robot for good... she knew better. To be good was to do what's best for everyone else, not for yourself despite how strongly you feel about something. ".. Good work, Gaea. We managed to take it down." Gaea looked back at Annie, not with a smile but a look of confirming the response. Then she faded due to her time being out.

Though, she wasn't exactly sure if Melethia was best to handle the android. The girl's response, rash behavior and attitude wasn't the best way to show everyone you're capable of handling a duty. But, she wouldn't complain... for she wasn't the one to follow orders so strictly since she wasn't the one holding the bag. Though, she glanced over to the Wanderer, having a smoke over Jake's body. She joined him, and simply remained silent when looking over his body.

".. I'm sorry." The words left her lips, guilt rose in her chest before leaving the body be. She just didn't want to remain watching the corpse there, remembering that he sacrificed himself to ensure the javelin didn't strike her instead. She did however, hear something as she walked by Jenny.

"...Can someone help me up?..."

It seemed that Jenny was no longer out of it from being struck by the fire. Making her way towards the Pokemon, Annie carried her like a man does with his bride on the wedding day. Yet, she only did this style because Jenny didn't weigh all that much compared to most people.
".. Are you able to see clearly? You might experience severe problems from getting struck from behind."

With Jenny in her arms, Annie joined the crew as they made their way towards the exist. But, she looked at the Pokemon and mentioned, ".. That look ... are you experiencing anything right now apart from physical burns or pains? Any, voices in your head?" The only reason Annie asked is because she dealt with this while showing a certain facial expression. Jenny wasn't to far off with that same look.

Shadow Zone (Group 1): Akontia, Annie, Cz, Jake, Jenny, The Wanderer, Melethia

"Yes."
"...No...Not so far..."
Jenny weakly said as Annie carried her out, while she wasn't any good at lying, her injured state helped pick up the slack.
From what Annie could see, she had some minor burns on her skin as well as few cuts, though what was really affecting her was the force of the blast, she wasn't exactly built to deal with that.
Glancing over to Wanderer, she said "Bring him back to the ship...He would have wanted it that way."
Another lie, but who the hell would want their remains stuck in a place like this?
Besides, that place collected some of the strangest and most powerful people in the world, surely they could find a way to bring Jake back, at least long enough for Jenny to truly say sorry to him.

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Beef Bowl Store: Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan, Kalastryn
Mood Music

"Okay, that's very good and all, but we really have to get going now. We've got things to see, people to do- gah, it's supposed to be the other way around!" Ella was hoping to break the talk that seemed to have ruined the moods of Teri, but hopefully that humorous slip would help things. In any case, she stared Ryan down since she knew that Teri probably wasn't comfortable with such a forward approach.

It certainly seemed to help Devon a bit, because she stood up with the half-full bowl of noodles and spoke up as well. "Yeah, Teri... maybe we could head to that other place we heard about? I'm sure Cadol'd love it. Wouldn't you, little bro?

She also responded to Cadolbolg's question mentally as she placed the tip on the table. Okay, Cadol... I don't really know what that 'being myself' means any more, but I can answer the second question. Basically, the broken connection gives Brother and Angie the freedom to be who they will no matter what Teri says. And yes, Som, I think it was something in our coffee. Don't know what, but it sure did taste good~"

The odd thing was that Devon hadn't quite known who she was talking about when she'd said Brother to Cadolbolg... had it been Ton-Ton or Caim?

Shadow Zone (Group 1): Akontia - The Anti-Shadow Weapon, Annie, Cz, Jake, Jenny, The Wanderer, Melethia
Mood Music

Melethia nodded to Fuuka's response, really beginning to feel the injuries now that the temporary burst of vitality was fading off. "It's a machine, so it won't have any issues in the bag. I can promise you that it won't be moving with those shattered joints." However, she knew that she'd just have to tough the injuries for now; the bullets certainly hurt, but she'd come closer to death more than a few times prior.

With that in mind, she dryly spoke after Jenny inquired to Jake's body. "We're getting him out of here. Wanderer, if you aren't getting him, I'll toss him in with the robot. At least in death, he'll be on top of that thing." It was clear that her main focus was on getting out of there quickly instead of taking care of her own condition..

Shadow Zone(Group 2): Caim, Constance, David, Slin, Ton-Ton, Narukami
Mood Music

After the fight finished, Slindis moved to Narukami while slashing her sleeve with her Evoker. "Joanne, this man needs aid." her Persona responded in kind, placing warm hands on the gray-haired Persona user to rapidly heal him with a Lay on Hands.

The summons was rather brief, though, and Yu was reassured by Slindis as her healing finished its work."Let me know if you need more aid, but it should be more than fine to walk on for now." The Drow's statements were true, as Narukami wasn't fully healed but yet more than well enough to not use his blade for a crutch. The completion of that treatment meant that Slindis could now focus more on the panicking Ton-Ton and the fatigued David.

"Ton-Ton, it's just as David said. Unlike your... Brother? no, sister's the correct pronoun now... sister, Caim can take a good deal more than that. He'll make it out. Maybe not without some injuries, but nothing near life-threatening. It's alright for you to be concerned, but keep reason in mind here. If you're truly so shaken, though, I'll be sure to keep an eye out for any places he might be." After her best attempt at reassuring the stricken Tonberry, Slindis helped David get on his feet.

"That was some fine work, David. I'm sure I speak for everyone here when I say what you did sealed the battle."

Port Island Station - Rafflesia: Garm, Rugal,
Mood Music

Garm was very much glad he hadn't been noticed during Rugal's recent carjacking, but he made haste in following after the Car, trying to stick to the Shadows as he did so, "Okay, distinct change in plans on your Father's part. He's going after a Mr. Skin? If I heard that conversation right, he's talked to Skin before."

"Don't hurt yourself, Garm. And remember, don't be seen."

"He won't see me. I know where he's going to. I've been following him from the start, and so far, he's only been to the Police and the Club. He got information out of that Tanaka guy at the police place, so I'm guessing he's going to the Club. I'm gonna take the way I went before; since it was walking places instead of car places, he shouldn't see me. However, I don't know if that means I'll get there first."

((Feel free to post about Rugal getting there first. The club will be like how he left it last time; prepping up.))

Iwadatoi Station - Strip Mall - Mitsuru's Car: Akane, Deadshot, Mitsuru
Mood Music

Mitsuru was about to comment on the situation, and then paused as her phone began to ring. Giving an apologetic expression, she picked up the phone and her brow furrowed before she answered back, "I'm on it." and hung up before typing some more in her phone (most likely to start getting the message out), "Looks like we have a lead, aside from your aforementioned catch. I don't know what Bernstein picked up from Tanaka, but he seems to have some sort of lead about a Mr. Skin. From what I'm seeing, he's been arrested for possession of paraphernalia, acquitted of charges... Yes, where was I? Right, what you two told me. I've written down the information on this phone. If you wish to leave the site for the day, I'm fine with that. I need to start heading a police operation, so I'll have my men chauffeur you back to the Rising Dawn if you so choose; and I'll let you know what happens to that man you brought in when we get more information on him. Good day."

And as quickly as they were promptly shown out of the car containing Mitsuru began to speed off. In the meantime, a ginger haired man approached the two and gave a light cough, "Ahem. Excuse me, officers? Care to explain to this ignorant bystader as to why the police are running around like chickens with their heads cut off? Given the current situation with Pedestrian traffic, I'm afraid I'm going to miss visiting hours for the hospital, and I REALLY need to go see my sick aunt before she passes..."

(same ginger dude from the beef bowl store, if you've read that part.)

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Beef Bowl Store: Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan, Kalastryn
Mood Music

Teri gave a whispered, "Sorry" to Som as he continued to sneeze up a storm, feeling bad for having unintentionally set of someone's allergies. However, what she did not expect was for Ryan to grab her hands, "couple's style" and gave his grand deceleration of friendship for his fellow Author. Teri gave a weak smile, seeing that Ryan's words were kind ones, at least, (almost reminiscent of Jake's speeches a long time ago during the Angel Wars), but pulled herself out of the hand holding with a hint of a grimace on her face, "Eh... I appreciate the gesture, Ryan, really, I do; but I'd appreciate it more if that whole hand thing didn't happen again. I'm not really this touchy feely, even with friends..."

After slipping out of the Dragonoid's grip, she stood up, and began to follow Ella with Devon and Cadolbolg, Ella is right. We've more to do than just sit around in this shop. As for your question, Ms. Kalastryn, I'm afraid it's not really one that can be answered in a public place, if catch my drift. Stick around with us a bit more and it should be answered soon enough."

Cadolbolg took up roost on Devon's shoulder again, and answered back, "Oh... Like what Author Mark did to me then... I should tell Father about this soon. Perhaps he'll ease up on Friend Teri if he knew....

As for your question, Devon, that's easy! Just keep being who you are now! Me and Ton Ton like you for being you! I'm here to help if you need it, Devon. But we should go and have some more fun, and try some new stuff too! All this mental flip flopping tires me out."

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Wild Duck Burger: Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan, Kalastryn
Mood Music

Coming into Wild Duck Burger wasn't particularly difficult, even with the pedestrian traffic being re routed for unexplained reasons. Upon coming in, the group found that true to what the man with the ginger hair said, the place was jammed packed full of people. Teri took it upon herself to claim a table for their group, and handed off her card to Ella, asking for a Beefy Supreme while the rest of the group went to get their meals.

However, upon standing in line, the varying members began to notice something somewhat odd. It was a Japanese summer outside. Quite a few people seemed to be wearing sweaters or wool hats in this place. Not to mention, something looked kinda funny about the eyes... Was there some kind of winter convention going on in this place?

Shadow Zone (Group 1): Akontia - The Anti-Shadow Weapon, Annie, Cz, Jake, Jenny, The Wanderer, Melethia
Mood Music

Whatever the party's plans were, Fuuka spoke over their minds again again, "Oh, thank goodness, she's not dead... As I said before, your exit is to the East. I cannot repeat how sorry I am that this all happened. Really..."

((Just write yourselves out of the zone as necessary.

*shakes magic 8 ball*))

Shadow Zone(Group 2): Caim, Constance, David, Slin, Ton-Ton, Narukami
Mood Music

In light of David, Constance and Slindis' attempts to calm the Tonberry down, Ton Ton took a deep breath to calm himself down, and gave a little nod before sniffling again, "You're right... But, I was just really scared, because the last time I had seen anything like that before, the Dream Daemons of my world dragged me into the universe that we usually occupy. I was worried Caim got pulled under too.... So, are we going to wait for him and Ms. Angelus? I would personally like to go looking for them, but I can't force anyone to help me.."

Fuuka spoke up over their minds again, adding, "I can sense they're somewhere in this Shadow Zone, but it's incredibly unclear as to where exactly it is...

As for an exit, I can sense another of those on this floor. I would not advise taking the generator with you though. If you do, Caim and Angelus could be lost to us in this pocket of Shadow. However, I can bring you back to this floor specifically with the device that warps you out, so there is that."

Shadow Zone (Group 1): Akontia - The Anti-Shadow Weapon, Annie, Cz, Jake, Jenny, The Wanderer, Melethia
Mood Music (It does change believe it or not!)
With that in mind, she dryly spoke after Jenny inquired to Jake's body. "We're getting him out of here. Wanderer, if you aren't getting him, I'll toss him in with the robot. At least in death, he'll be on top of that thing." It was clear that her main focus was on getting out of there quickly instead of taking care of her own condition..

Death is something that has a different meaning for all. For some, it is the end of all, oblivion. For others, merely the next step in the journey. For others still, eternal salvation or damnation. For Jake, it seemed his journey was not over just yet. His soul stood at parade rest by his body as his comrades decided what to do with it. His eyes fluttered open, and he took a slow look around at the situation.

"G'day Jack. Time to go, eh?" Jake said quietly as the Grim Reaper appeared beside him.
The hooded figure nodded. "Yes, it is." He replied in a low tone, gravel and sadness still prevalent.
Jake shook his head sadly. "I only have one regret Jack. I never repaid Angelus. I've made my peace with everything else."

Jake turned to the Grim Reaper. Jack's head lowered, the hood obscuring his face still. Several moments passed before Jack spoke, low and harsh yet with warmth.
"You gave me a daughter... You gave me so much... Before we leave, I will grant you your last wish. At this very moment I could be called to visit the Dragon or her Pact Partner should things go badly. You cannot interfere as you are, neither can I. Come."

Jack spun on his heel and motioned into the darkness. Jake followed and the pair disappeared from that section of the twisted reality of the Shadow Zone.

Paulownia Mall | Wild Duck Burger: Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Kalastryn, Som(?), Ryan, Teri

bluerocker:
"Sorry... Eh... I appreciate the gesture, Ryan, really, I do; but I'd appreciate it more if that whole hand thing didn't happen again. I'm not really this touchy feely, even with friends..."

With his alergies finally cleared, Som found himself in a better mood and hungry. As savory as the Beef Noodle Soup seemed, he noted that the server had been taking great joy in spiking the noodles with his saliva. As the Hunter was unsure as to whether this was apart of the cuisine, he had kept his mouth closed on the matter, however it did not mean that he was curious enough to taste the spit laced broth no matter how aromatic it was.

Following the Miature Dragon, The Cursed Bard, The Demoness, The Wizard, the Dragonoid and the Cleric, the Hunter noticed a peculiar tensing of his body when the one known as Ryan took Teri's hand into its own. Even more peculiar was the muffled chortle that Som released when The Ship's Medical Officer deftly slipped from the hand holding.

"Out of his league." The Hunter muttered as he continued walking, unsure if anyone had heard the uncharacteristic comment from the Hunter as they arrived at their next food based destination.

This Wild Duck Burger establishment smelled even better than the Beef Noodle Soup shop that the group had just left and what was even better was the fact that the Hunter actually knew what Duck was.

"The owners must have hired some excellent Hunters if they are able to serve Duck in this great a quantity." Som commented, his voice filled with a bit of envy as he had yet to hunt down one of their number.

As he settled down at the table, he finally took note of the conversation that had been ongoing between the Cleric and the Dragonoid who were apparently part of a Divine group of beings known as Authors and of these Author beings was responsible for creating parts of this existence. Though they were the creators, they did not seem to have absolute control over their creations as more than a few of their number had bore the scars of such rebellion.

Could it be that there was one of these beings that was responsible for his and his ward being in this realm rather than home? The Hunter disliked the possibility of such immensely as it clashed fiercely with his inborn sense of independence. Yet, here Som and Constance were. Even though he and the Vampire were under the belief that their arrival had been the result of a violent confluence of magical interaction, they should have been dead, not in another realm.

"Perhaps we should check the local Public House after we have finished with this location. We have yet to investigate that particular establishment and there may be something worth looking into while we are there." The Hunter stated, knowing that at the very least, they could locate something to drink.


Shadow Zone | Strike Team #2: Constance, David, Slindis, Ton Ton, Yu

Constance was relieved to find that Ton Ton was uninjured, though it did bother the Sorrowfeld Vampire that Caim had disappeared during the battle with the Shadow Fiend. The relief was rather short lived as she came to the realization that she had spent most of the fight frozen in place and unable to assist the others. If only she were more experienced, she would be better suited towards assisting the others and eventually she could maybe one day protect her home.

She had a vague recollection of a half remembered dream where Som had been training her to fight. Based on the Hunter's attitude towards her the last few times that had been in the same area as one another, her request for assistance would have probably been met with a scoff before Som walked off.

Looking at the others in the group, went from group member to group member, looking for a possible battle mentor.

The Human, David, seemed too caustic to request the favor from. More of his harsh insults were more than likely the only thing that the Vampire would receive from him. Ton Ton's choice of weapons, the short range chef's knife, would clash with Constance's own favored weapon.

This left her remaining choices as being Slindis and -

"Yu. Are you alright?" The Sorrowfeld Faux-Neko asked as she moved towards the wounded human who was using his Katana as a crutch. As she closed in on him, she noted that there was a deep scar on his leg that would require medical attention, which would not be available until they returned to the airship.

"(Bast? Is there anything that we can do to help him?)" Constance asked her Persona who had retreated back to where ever she dwelled when she was not needed.

"(Of course we can help him. Do you not know what I am capable of?)" Bast asked gruffly as she reappeared next to the still warm remains of the Shadow that had been defeated by the group and bit down into it. Even though the creature was dead, Bast was still able to absorb the remaining life essence from the creature. A few moments later, the great feline headed Persona started channeling a warm healing energy into the wounded Yu.

Waiting for Bast to finish tending to the wounded Yu, Constance turned to the remaining member of the group.

"Miss Slindis. Could I have a word with you?" Constance asked nervously.

"I know that I've been showing how inexperience and untrained I am recently and I was wondering if it would be possible for you to teach me a thing or two so that I'm not such a danger to the Crew?"

Quick Exit.
Wanderer & Shadow Attack force 1.
Location: Shadow Zone 1 | Personaverse.

Hearing the instructions to the exit just made the Wanderer more annoyed at this situation. "It'll be better if you take him ... I rather not touch any blood at the moment, but if you need the body to be patched up for the funeral I can do it." He said briefly before turning away to walk fast back east. The thought of a dead body being stuff into a bag like that made him sick and he would rather not see the sight.

Walking quickly to the exit, the Wanderer ignored most things around him, good or bad. Getting to the exit he hopped through to the other side. As soon as he was in the clear his body swung towards the nearest wall. Soon to be feeling more then a tad sick, Wanderer took the blood vial of the Author out and examined it. "A weapon ... is that all I can think of?" He said again before putting the vial back before he tried to get his energy back.

"If there is anything to do, I would rather rest." He spoke to himself.

Health.
Yu Narukami & Shadow Attack force 2 .
Location: Shadow Zone 2 | Personaverse.

As Slindis patched Yu up, he stretched the leg and felt it could be used perfectly fine until he had received some attention of the Shadow Operatives Medical unit. "Thank ... " Yu said with a smile mixed with pain. Turning to the David who had begun to talk to him. "Well ... in all honestly I would say bad." Yu said back to him with a similar mental state to David's.

"But like what Slindis-san said ... you did do good. Right now though, we should focus on finishing our part."

Port Island Station - Club Escapade: Rugal

Right after Mitsuru got the call from Rugal, the Ambulance veered slightly as a speeding car cut across an intersection.
What she didn't know was that car was Rugal finding out where Mr. Skin ran off to the only way he knew how: Shock and Awe.
As he driving, he had his PDA call the club's landline number, having them on loudspeaker until he was able to get info on the APB.
*Ring Ring...Ring Ring* "Hell, Club Escapade? You calling for a reservation, we're booked for tonight."
"Nah, just trying to find a friend of mine, does by the name of Mr. Skin. African American, we were talking earlier, Looks like a poor mans Snoop Dogg?" he asked as he was nearing the mall, serving in and out of traffic as he did.
Needless to say, the employee knew instantly who he was talking to.
"...Sir...If you keep harassing business, we will be forced to call the police..."
"...I see, Hold that thought..." Rugal said as he jammed his foot on the throttle as he lined up the car with the clubs loading bay.
Once he had the angle lined up, he ejected from the car, taking his PDA with him before rolling on the road and stopping just in time to see the car plow into the rear of the club, the crash and chaos reflecting on the other end of the line.
"...There are nearly 4 million cars in this city. Do you want me to send you another?...Tell me where he was going." He coldly asked, not caring for the well being of anyone in the club.
Or even the building for that matter.

Tokyo Streets: Ambulance: Akane, Deadshot

"HEY WATCH IT YOU FUCKING PSYCHOPATH!" Deadshot shouted as he watched the car race past in the windows of the Ambulance.
He paused when he heard the words "Police Operation".
"Mind if I ask what that's about or is it above my pay grade? in any case, Yeah, the ship is cool. Yo, Starfox (Akane), you have anywhere you want to do while we're sightseeing?" He then asked both women as he checked the infected.
"Also tell them to step on it, Dead people often shit themselves when they die and I sure as hell don't want to be in here when that happens..."

Shadow Zone (Group 1): Akontia, Annie, Cz, Jake, Jenny, The Wanderer, Melethia

After Fukka gave them the all clear, Jenny saved her strength for the most part as her Melethia, Cz, Wanderer and Annie began making their way out of the Shadow Zone and back into the Shadow Operatives building.
Needless to say, she would be making another trip to the Med Bay, something that her Shadow was keen to remind her of.
"You know, it's not really a good thing when you can't keep track how many times you've been in the medical bay...Least the others managed to walk themselves there..."
Annie could feel Jenny cringe a little at her Shadow's spiteful words.

Shadow Zone(Group 2): Caim, Constance, David, Slin, Ton-Ton, Narukami

"Yeah...wooo...God, I feel like I just give blood to half an 3rd world country..." David said as he finally managed to get up off the ground, still rather shakey as he did.
"I'll admit, it's nice to be the one with the big gun for once...HEY! NRA GUY! (Apollo) THANKS." He then shouted out into the Shadow's at his Persona's sniping den, getting an answer in the form of:
"IT'S APOLLO AND YOUR WELCOME!" The Sniper Persona said as he faded away, his work done for now.
"Right...I'm most likely wrong on this...but we need to regroup and get a serious Search and Rescue effort going. Us wandering around here waiting to get snatched up like Caim did won't get us any closer to finding him. Fuck-ya (Fukka), lead the way..." He said to the team, clearly not in any state to do the old "Walk a straight line" test...

bluerocker:
Post part 2 because I derped!

Iwadatoi Station - Strip Mall - Mitsuru's Car: Akane, Deadshot, Mitsuru
Mood Music

Glad to get away from the soon to be dead infected, Deadshot then turned to the Ginger man asking what was going on.
"Believe me, Goldeneye, when we know, it'll be on the news. I wouldn't worry about it. You just go see to your Aunt, you get a ticket for speeding, Tell me and I'll tear it up. Now move along." He then said, covering for whatever the hell Mitsuru was going on about.
"...This is something that'll be on the news, right?..." He then asked his "C.O.".

Iwatdatoi Station - Strip Mall - Wild Duck Burger: Som(?), Teri, Ella, Devon, Cadolbolg, Ryan, Kalastryn
Mood Music

The interior of the Burger Joint brought up more than a few questions to Ella and Devon. First, the food didn't even smell all that good to the pair. To be honest, it made McDonald's smell like gourmet food. The pair glanced at some of the fries that the bundled-up patrons were eating and were wondering whether they'd been sitting under the warming lamps for three or four hours, but at least they looked better than the burgers.

Since Devon had been a burger person for a long time, the sheer amount of people herding in for this stuff felt off."Um, Teri? I really know it sounds flippant of me, but the burgers here are... well, I think we could find better meals at a truck stop gas station. Or anywhere, really. Why does everyone here seem to think they're good? I mean, it's not even like the McDonalds 'fast made with small but good aromas' good. And with all of these jackets?" While she was lost in that thought, she also responded to Cadolbolg's statements.

"Okay, Cadol. Just don't make me eat these burgers... the smell makes me not want too eat meat any more. Ick! Still, try out new stuff? It does sound better than what's going on now with me, after all. I'm sill a bot sore from yesterday." Like all of the other statements that had come from Devon about her fighting the night before, she was undercut by how stiffly she had been moving around when the others weren't looking - It was clear to Cadol that his sister was still really hurting even if she didn't say anything.

Ella had her suspicions as well, and she leaned over to Teri and Ryan. "You know, this is kinda creepy... are they serving the burgers with Kool-Aid on the side?" Even if she was looking forward to some food, she didn't want any from here. Heck, Ella almost wanted to drag Som out of there before that gut feeling of hers about the shop proved to be true.

Shadow Zone (Group 1): Akontia - The Anti-Shadow Weapon, Annie, Cz, Jake, Jenny, The Wanderer, Melethia
Mood Music

Melethia didn't even blink while putting Jake's still-warm body in the bag, having it land right on top of the deactivated Akontia. "The others will be on our tail, so it's not too bad. Annie, you can manage until we get out, but I'll lead the group out if you don't want to Evoke." With that, the youngest there (Well, unless you were counting Cz's form at the moment) led the group with bloodstained hands without missing a beat. If anything, she seemed rather cold and calculating. Her reaction was odd even for the Rising Dawn; it was a matter of how much she'd flirted with death back at her home.

Shadow Zone(Group 2): Caim, Constance, David, Slin, Ton-Ton, Narukami
Mood Music

SLindis calmly approached the young vampiress and curtly replied to the request. "If you really wish it, I can find the time to aid you in combat. I won't say it'll be easy, by any means; I've done a poor job if my students haven't cursed my name at some point in the training. If you endure it, you'll find yourself very capable in combat." She gave the girl some time to mull it over as she talked to the others there.

"The rest of you should head back out and rest up; I'll stay with Ton-Ton and aid him. It's better than any of you overextending yourselves, and David might need that aid." Her voice didn't seem critical of those there, but there was a clear edge in it.

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"To say I agree with your statements on the smell is an understatement... the stench here could kill a troglodyte's appetite." She said... and overlooking the unintentional rhyme she was quite serious... actually fighting the urge to hold her nose as she spoke. "That's not the only thing I agree with either... I mean, it's pretty warm out for people to unanimously wear such warm clothing... forgive me but I never caught your name, Ma'am." she said to who was, unbeknownst to her, Devon.

Before waiting on an answer however she got out one last thought. "and if even one person could find the time, and a less than public place, I'd like to be filled in on all that's going on... I mean since I arrived here I've felt rather... drained... she said, not explicitly saying that... well when you feel nearly boundless magical energy coursing through your veins for years... such as a sorcerer does, and then suddenly lose most if not all of it in the course of a 3 second landing somewhere your unfamiliar with... you tend to take note of the loss.

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