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

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Shadow Ops Building: Canteen: Akane, Angelus, Annie, Caim Deadshot, Melethia, Ryan, Ton Ton, Wanderer
When she hugged the Wanderer and he whispered about breaking the news, she hugged him a little tighter but said nothing. He was right.

After that small bit of whispering, Melethia took her time to explain to Akane, "I've got him... Just let know when you want me take him out so you can give him a clean burial." She was at least giving Jake's body the proper respect by not dragging it through the area, and hopefully Akane would understand that.

Akane nodded as Melethia explained it. "Thank you Mele. I would like to take him now, but you seem to have him stored somehow. He would not have wanted to intrude, if you are hungry eat first and sort yourself out. I'll... I'll be in the my room on the airship waiting. Thank you."

With that the Kitsune walked out. Stopping by the Rising Dawn's canteen she found a bottle of scotch and a glass, to drink to Jake's memory as she waited. Sitting in the chair in her room she found the drink smooth yet firey, burning in a far different way to the sake she usually drunk. She decided she quite liked this Glenfiddich 12 year old single malt scotch whiskey.

Rising Dawn: Constance Sorrowfield's room
As the young vampire fell to sleep dreading the dreams that would be sure to haunt her, another watched over her from a different realm.

They say Dead men tell no tales... But what is to say they don't make them? The dead Author was on a new journey, one with few rules and no destination. So it was that he came to intrude upon the beginnings of a horrible dream for the Vampire.

With a stroke of his pen against a notepad the entire scene blew away to reveal a location familiar to some but not to others. A place that was simple and clean. A small rolling meadow somewhere in Canada, maybe. The soft spongy grass offered Constance a smooth feeling akin to the nicest bed she had ever slept in as the warm rays of the sun shone down upon her, pleasant to the extreme.

Several feet away from the sleeping vampire Jake sat at a small wooden table in a simple wooden chair, sipping a cup of tea. His notepad sat before him, a simple black leather thing to fit in one's breast pocket. Over the back of the chair was draped a simple dinner jacket. The young man wore a light blue silk dress shirt and black pants, the long sleeves rolled back to his elbows. It was accompanied by a loosely done up black and purple diagonally striped tie.

He felt bad was the only reason for his kindness. As a wandering spirit he could do nearly anything thanks to his old powers, invading a dream was simple. If the little vampire woke up then he would talk, if not, well her dream was this so her sleep would be deep and uninterrupted.

Bad timing.
Insane!Doctor S, Deadshot and Annie.
Location: Canteen | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

The red-eyed Wanderer heard Deadshot speak. "Run that now if possible. I want to know if I'm tripping or not, it gets hard to tell sometimes...", at this point even the much darker side paused to consider the fact that he even dared to order something from the dark Doctor. A smirk was speared along his face, pulling his sunglasses and laying them onto the main desk, his crimson eyes were in plain view, if Deadshot remotely even saw the Wanderer before, he would usually have blue eyes.

Laying his legs upon the table, the smirk only grew bigger as the Doctor took another puff. Then suddenly a burst of laughter came from the mouth of the Doctor, "Ahahahahaha! You ... you are demanding something from me!" he said with his darker tone. "Well you are asking the wrong person bub ... I don't do things for free, and you already owe me something ..." His smirk turned into a dark smile as he pulled out his rather large black six-shoot and laid it upon the table with a loud ...

*THUMP*

"I suggest that you either get out of MY office immediately or give me some money!!" He said loudly as his hand was placed on the gun. This certainly wasn't the Wanderer they knew, even the normal Wanderer on the inside was thinking that his dark side was taking it a bit too far, yet he couldn't take over at the moment, the momentum of this event had gathered the insane version a bit of a resistance to being switched back. ("Stop it ... STOP IT NOW!")

"No ... I will not stop!" He said to himself.
"I'm going to count from three ... and if you are not out ... " He said and held his tightened fist ready to count and his gun hand pointed at his prey, equipped with his firearm.

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Jenny, Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Teri

Ella could see that Devon and Teri were busy making some kind of red-colored rice and some non-alcoholic drinks for Cadolbolg, so she decided to head over to Jenny and share a drink of sake with the Gardevoir. "I do appreciate you being concerned about Devon, Jenny. If you wanted, I'm willing to hear you out with this. Even if it doesn't seem like it, I really do want the best for Devon, even if it does mean doing something she might not like at the time.

And even if Devon doesn't have the best common sense, I'd be hard-pressed to name many people that have the sheer determination to keep going even when so much is against them. I'd say the only person to beat her out has to be that Irish sniper with the horrible dye job."

"...You've got to be kidding me..."
Insane!Doctor S, Deadshot and Annie.
Location: Med bay | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

"...Wanderer, you know for a fact that I can't pay you. That's kinda what happens when you steal my paycheck..." Deadshot said extremely annoyed at the Wanderer's sheer audacity to demand money in light of that fact.
The fact he was pointing a gun at him didn't help things either.
"Alright, fine. There is $200 on this, Pin is 1099." He said before leaving his Shadow Ops Debit Card on the table in front of him.
"There, Overcharged Medical Fee, Now either run this or at least tell me which machine does it..." He then demanded, his arms (And Wrist Guns) at his sides.
"Oh great, you just got us both killed..." His Shadow whined as he stared Wanderer down.
Look, worse comes to worse, I repeat what we did in the Shadow Zone...And if that don't then...Well, He won't be taking me alive, that's for sure... He answered as he fiddled with something on his belt.

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Jenny, Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Teri

"David?...oh Please, He grabs his tail and runs at the first sign of trouble...Then gets drunk and bitches about how he's too "Weak" afterwards..."
"Remind you of anyone?..."

Well...that was out of character for her, then again, Ella did notice the bottle was already starting to run dry.
"All I was saying was...Even us girls dread having to go do make up, nails, hair, dresses, jewels, I just can't image that he would see the appeal...You know?..." she said before downing her next shot in a manner more akin to David then herself.
"...Uhhhh....starting to kick in...woooo..." Her Shadow then said, the filtering liquor starting to affect her somewhat.

Location - Shadow Operations Building Training Room: Kala, Ryan

"Well thank you for explaining yourself I suppose, but I don't really mind. It was more a correction on your way of speaking towards me that I felt odd." Again Ryan felt bad for screwing up his chance of making her feel welcomed but... at least he manned up by admitting his faults on treating her like a work of art.
"It's a shame to hear how your younger years went but I'm glad you got through it all safe and sound. It is also a shame, that others do not think the way you do, or the world would be so much better a place."

This got him to have a cheesy smile as he replied, "Awe, thanks Kala- but really... it's good to have people be themselves. If everyone was like me, that'd be quite bad in my opinion for I don't know how to engineer, I don't understand math well, nor do I have much knowledge to keep things running like power plants or making food on a grill."

It did seem quite off topic, but Ryan was taking it in a literal sense. He was fortunate that everyone had their own personality, talents, and facts straight. Otherwise it'd be boring to him, as the normal daily society tends to do already towards the Dragonoid.
"Anyway, I'm glad I may have been some small help with whoever that gunman was, and that you don't seem too shaken by it... I wonder though, would he have relented had I been able to show him... this?"

"Judging by his reaction to me solely... he'd assume demons were invading. If he was Christian, maybe he'd felt that Revelations was coming. Hahah. But in all seriousness, you're part of the crew and regardless of your origins or how people treated you before... you're one of us. You're like family, no? Or just a truth worthy comrade during these crazy adventures."

"I'm also very saddened to say that while the hatred towards me was unjust in my home, I cannot assign blame to anyone... not even my occasional attacker." This did make Ryan ponder a bit. Whom was she talking about exactly? Was it any of his business to ask exactly what happened and who this attacker was?

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Rising Dawn: Med-bay: Annie, Deadshot, Wanderer

"If that was the case, then I would severely doubt we'd be having this conversation..."

Annie gave Deadshot a stare, but not in an intimidating way. She was just trying to think clearly since out of the blue, she's on a cold table with someone plunging a needle into her chest. "... So, what happened exactly?"

"Short version: Some fucking-....DEMON made you pass out...I think...I can't be certain of all the details, I've sorta been having a...errr...Basically, I wouldn't take my word for it...Point is, I brought you here because giant fucking demon guy....And then I woke you up by jamming you full of this stuff. Great for Hangovers, you should try it." Annie suddenly had a look of fear and realization in her eyes. So it was true... that moment before she fainted really did happen. She brought her hand up to her face, trying to gather exactly what Ryan meant by the truth he spoke of her. Was it really the truth? He seemed to know, but could of been screwing with her. She didn't know exactly.

"Now, just a heads up, you might feel a rush of energy for a while after it counteracts your energy crash so if you find the need to do sit ups or something, go nuts. This stuff once made me run down a motorway away from a few dozen police cars. And I made some reasonable distance too." That for sure, was the case sense Annie just couldn't relax. She sat straight up and flexed her shoulders, unable to calm down her breathing.

Then the Wanderer came in, acting... odd. Not just insane, but vile with her attitude and insanity included.
Deadshot only asked a favor, but he shouted out, "Ahahahahaha! You ... you are demanding something from me!"
"Well you are asking the wrong person bub ... I don't do things for free, and you already owe me something ..." Doctor S. placed a gun on the counter and did a countdown. Was he seriously doing this? What was going on with him?

"I suggest that you either get out of MY office immediately or give me some money!!"

Luckily, before he could reach the countdown, Deadshot gave him money, or it would seem so. Annie just couldn't take this tension off from facing a grim truth and the situation in the office. To ease this, she pulled her military uniform off and lifted her jacket.

Who knows why she did so- but Deadshot could see her leather bra and a god dang 6 pack that would even make full grown men have a second glance from their own abs to her. She was ripped, in a way that suits skinny girls like Annie. She started doing push ups, trying to gather her thoughts while burning off that energy Deadshot pumped into her blood stream. She was seriously acting out of character, but when you face someone that tells you things like 'you're a fictional character' and 'I made you this way' along with the other facts of her being tortured on purpose and her fate was sealed to be part of this crew... it was making her work out harder.


Doctor S , Deadshot and Annie.
Location: Medical Bay | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

Seeing the card slide onto the table made the Shadow surprised for one second, opening his mouth and raising his fingers to count. Yet he just stopped as a inner voice yelled, ("Okay, enough is enough!") The normal Wanderer said as he overcame the Shadow. From the outside his eyes turned back into their usual radiating blue glow. Letting go of the gun, it faded away in mid air. Seeing the cigarette too the Wanderer sighed.

Throwing it away to fade as well, a sentence was loudly muttered under his breath. "Fuckin' Shadows ... " The Doctor said as he got up and unplugged the needle from him. "I should tell him to quit smoking." He said to himself as he walked to the bin an dumped about five boxes of cigarettes into it. ("HEY, those are mine! And would've it killed ya to let me have a bit more fun!") The Shadow yelled within him. "No ... it would have killed him." Another quiet mutter.

Moving to the table, the Doctor picked up the card before locking towards Deadshot. "I would ask you to forgive me ... but I wasn't the one to do that. Hopefully too, the money is there, otherwise he will come after you no matter what." He warned the marksman, picking up the test tube he then walked over to a machine which had several holes in it. Placing the tube into one of the holes, the Wanderer then activated the machine, it began to spin the tube around and stopped seconds later.

Sitting back at the desk, the Wanderer looked up and pulled off his glasses. His blue eyes looked as if he had to go through something. "Apart from a hint of radiation ... nothing should be wrong." He shrugged at Deadshot. looking past the guy he witnessed a very hyper Annie, it made him curious to what had happened after he had left.

OoO
Doctor S, Deadshot and Annie.
Location: Med bay | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

"...Uh.....Huh...." Deadshot reacted as Wanderer seemed to "Disarm" himself somewhat.
"...Okay, That was new...." The Shadow added as Deadshot lazed on one of the empty beds while the doctor began his drug test.
"Just if there is less then $200 in Yen, tell..."him" to blame Mitsuru's people, not me." He added as he saw Annie stripping?.
Needless to say, as the Titan Shifter began doing push ups with her top-half bare aside from that weird bra, He took the chance to lean back on the bed slightly to get a better view.
"Fuck me, She's Dieseled[1]!"
I know!
"And she's what? 16?"
I KNOW!
"See, This is TOTALLY just you tripping. Like there is SERIOUSLY a 16 year old blonde woman built like that..."
...But why the hell would I dream of Body Builder women?...
"...You're a Sub?...Shit man, I dunno...Though she does have a great bone structure, Least when it's inside her skin..."
...Uh huh...
"...So are we a Pedophile now?"
...I'll get back to ya on that...

As she was working out, The Doctor finished the test, Not that Deadshot noticed, his keen eye elsewhere.
"Apart from a hint of radiation ... nothing should be wrong."
"...Uh huh...yea-Wait. RADIATION?! WHAT!?" He then exclaimed, the possibility of being radioactive being enough to pry his eyes away from Annie's workout.
Least until he was confident enough to say he didn't have cancer.

[1] muscular

Location - Shadow Operations Building - Medical Room: Deadshot, Wanderer, Annie

In any other situation, Annie would never strip down to her bra in order to work out .. especially in front of guys. But when you're in a crises with your mentality, spiraling out due to being told you're a fictional character... it causes serious problems. She was already counting to 40 on her spree of push ups.

... 41
...42 hmm.
...43
...44
...45
.. .. 46

Annie's hair was undone with how quickly she was working out. The bangs covered her forehead, the blonde girl resembling her titan form through the hair style at this point. Yet, she didn't stop working out, her arms even shifted to her only using one arm for push ups when she got to her 60's countdown.

Though, she did overhear something to make her glance up towards Deadshot and the Wanderer.
"Apart from a hint of radiation ... nothing should be wrong."

"...Uh huh...yea-Wait. RADIATION?! WHAT!?" He seemed extremely stressed, as if blown away by the bad news. Was the radiation that much of a deal to make someone like a mercenary panic? Who knew, but Annie had to stand up and check in on the poor guy.

"Does the sign of radiation seem ferly to you, Deadshot? If Doctor S. isn't to worried... then you shouldn't stress yourself out. Maybe Doctor S. can even provide you with some of his supplies, since he deals with issues based on radiation."
Cranking her neck, Annie couldn't shrug off the rush of adrenaline coursing through her veins. The sensation of feeling energy seeping out made the girl flex her arm, winding it while holding it with her palm to get the bones to ease up. She certainly wasn't mad at Deadshot for what she did... but rather, stayed concerned for him.

Oh did I forget to mention her state of being wrecked by the truth. She was far from catching a breathe.
".. .. I have to ask though... wh.. what is said about Authors true? .. Because that Demon you mentioned told me he was my 'Author'. It makes no sense... I, don't even comprehend how he could of planned everything that was laid out for me from the trespassing to being in this lab with you all."

Annie was out of character yet again... but who could blame her? She wanted answers now instead of going critical on herself for not understanding how this came to be. If you were told you were a fictional character who's been given directions behind the scenes without you having control of it... that'd mess you up big time.

"Sorry about that"
Doctor S , Deadshot and Annie.
Location: Medical Bay | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

With the worry about radiation and Annie stopping her fast paced workout, he finally knew what it was all about. the keyword was 'Author'. His smiling settled down to a face of curiosity, the one that you would find on a Doctor or scientist. "Authors, huh? Yeah I know my Author ... not much of a secret around here, we all came from a Author. Although it seemed that my Author clearly has a different view from yours. When I first met him in my world he described it as giving life to parts of his personality. Even then he said that he was not the one to create me ... he said I was born just like any human, just in another world to his and similar to himself." The Doctor said as he leaned against the desk and stared out of the window.

"But I tend to not worry about that, here I am, a living human. Doing my duty to this world before I go back to mine. Though I do wish to go back to my world at some point, since they might start World War 4 after something." He gave a snicker before going all calm once more. "But this Author stuff is all dribble to me ... I feel like I would understand a bit too much if I dived too much into it. And this 'demon' is your Author, if he looks like that he probably is wearing a disguise or some spell ... he'll be the same as mine, a human. I suggest you go talk to him, but that is only me who had no problem dealing with my Author." He said to Annie before turning to Deadshot.

"Well that 'hint' of radiation was from me ... as in that time where you did try to kill me and I nuked the boat. It is not even at the twenties mark. If you are worried, I can provide something from here or my own collection ... should be enough."

Of Existence, Clothes and Brain Cancer.
Doctor S, Deadshot and Annie.
Location: Med bay | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

Deadshot was wondering what this Author stuff was about, having heard the term thrown around once or twice since he was "Recruited" onto the Rising Dawn, thus he sat though Wanderer's explanation of it.
"...Uhhhh....This fucking place is weird..." He said in the understatement of the century as he wondered what his Author would be like.
"Most likely some fat ugly retard or something."
Who will most likely die a virgin as well...
The two sides conversed before getting onto Annie's point about Free Will if her Author controlled her actions.
"Well, I'm not an expert on the matter, but...Well, I'm not....So unless you want to try talking to the guy and get some answers from him, I got nothing..." He then sighed, feeling like he was over his head.
The fact that she was basically in her underwear probably didn't help.
"...Also...Uh, Feel free to put your clothes back on. I've been hopped up on that stuff enough times to know it doesn't act as a aphrodisiac...Or at least not on it's own..." He then bluntly added, recalling this one time where-

"Well that 'hint' of radiation was from me ... as in that time where you did try to kill me and I nuked the boat. It is not even at the twenties mark. If you are worried, I can provide something from here or my own collection ... should be enough."
His train of thought went back to this radiation problem as Wanderer mentioned it.
"...Oh yeah, I forgot about that...There were a lot of weird guns on that boat...Just...Does that amount of Radiation cause...Mental Issues?...Like Hallucinating?...Or Brain Cancer?..." He then asked the doctor, hoping to put his mind at rest about this place not being real.

All the while, his Shadow was starting to fester in anger over how badly it's ruse seemed to have backfired, but calmed itself in the knowledge that Deadshot's moronic tenancies would win out at the end of the day.

Location - Shadow Operation's Building - Medical Room: Annie, Wanderer, Deadshot

The Wanderer had all the answers for Annie right then and there, informing her of what she wanted to know.
"Authors, huh? Yeah I know my Author ... not much of a secret around here, we all came from a Author. Although it seemed that my Author clearly has a different view from yours. When I first met him in my world he described it as giving life to parts of his personality. Even then he said that he was not the one to create me ... he said I was born just like any human, just in another world to his and similar to himself."

This caused Annie to pause, a tickle in the back of her skull was in order. She was concentrating, thinking narrowly.
.. So, in other words- I was already created and living as a real person, but my 'Author' summoned me to become his character.

Even though she was still questioning her existence, at least the Wanderer made it more clear with his next point.
"But I tend to not worry about that, here I am, a living human. Doing my duty to this world before I go back to mine. Though I do wish to go back to my world at some point, since they might start World War 4 after something." She pondered about what the Doctor was getting at with 'living human'. Wasn't she, as well a living, breathing, self aware being that had emotions and dreams?

Why would an Author summon her, let alone use her in any way? Now Annie was compelled, her desire for answers driving her to seek out that Demon and get him to talk. Even if she was to face more harsher truths based on her existence.

"But this Author stuff is all dribble to me ... I feel like I would understand a bit too much if I dived too much into it. And this 'demon' is your Author, if he looks like that he probably is wearing a disguise or some spell ... he'll be the same as mine, a human. I suggest you go talk to him, but that is only me who had no problem dealing with my Author."

That explained everything. Her 'Author' wasn't an actual demon... it appeared they were humans with special powers. One could say they were like demi gods in flesh, and chose how a character's path was guided whether he/she would succeed, fail, or have any significance at all. In her world, people had faith in the walls that protected humanity from titans. You could even go as far as saying the religion was rapidly spreading that Wall Maria would certainly protect everyone and establish order for the people.

Deadshot gave his opinion as well, having Annie give him her attention.
"Well, I'm not an expert on the matter, but...Well, I'm not....So unless you want to try talking to the guy and get some answers from him, I got nothing..."

".. It would be for the best if I did get a word with him. His intentions didn't seem hostile when we first met, nor did he act upon harming me as I was unconscious. Still... why did he decide to disguise himself as that...?"

Cutting in, Deadshot made his wishes clear with Annie. "...Also...Uh, Feel free to put your clothes back on. I've been hopped up on that stuff enough times to know it doesn't act as a aphrodisiac...Or at least not on it's own..." Keeping it simple, Annie closed her eyes to hold in her energized body from taking over her rational thinking, thus went to gather her clothes for the upper body. Slipping the jacket on, Annie popped her head through the collar and then swept her military uniform over her arms. She was dressed once again and even took the time combing her hair to get that bow behind the head.

".. My only question for him is- why me? ... What possible explination could my Author have of choosing me to be his 'character'. Clearly there had to be a reason for this.... it doesn't make any sense. Tch..." The titan shifter was stressed, despite getting advise from both Deadshot and the Wanderer. When finishing up with her hair, Annie had her eyebrows lean down on her brow and the eyes looking sharp.

"No apology can make up for what he put me through. If he was the cause of me getting waterboarded, then it's not exactly Rugal's fault. He made it ineluctable for me... why would anyone, or an Author, deem it necessary to have their characters tortured?" Her fist got tighter, gripping where the flesh was turning a reddish color. She was getting angry just thinking about it. Perhaps she'll even give him a piece of her mind physically if it comes down to how she feels about the Author's excuses.

Revelations.
Doctor S, Deadshot and Annie.
Location: Med bay | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

Whilst listening to the other two in the medical bay, the good Doctor walked to a closet and pulled out a bag with a radiation symbol on it. Throwing it on the Doctor's desk, he then looked at Deadshot. "Think about it like this. Zero means you have zero trace of it in your body, a hundred and fifty to three hundred will make you feel tired, three hundred to four hundred and forty nine will make you start to throw up, four hundred and fifty to five hundred and ninety nine will make your hair start to fall out, six hundred to nine hundred and ninety nine will make your skin fall off ... and all of you above, well basically you die." He said grimly before turning to the side to cough, it seemed a bit of smoke was still in him.

"Luckily enough you only have a tiny bit in ya, if you are worried take that and put it in, then your worries should go away. Just a reminder, I have survived a lot of radiation ... but I do have to admit, it did turn me into a mutant." He confessed, he didn't look like a mutant, heck he looked perfectly human. yet his weird blood and glowing eyes proved him otherwise. Remembering the rest that Annie said, he turned to her next. "It actually might not be a disguise, it could just be a power he wanted or for protection. As for why he chose you, it could be anything, from interest from you to your world and many other things ... as I said before, my Author said that I was more like a focused part of his own personality ... " He said back then was reminded of Rugal, a person who had not caused him any harm, but caused harm on not just his Author, but his Author's origin character.

"Now I wouldn't get angry ... if it's anyone you should get angry at it should be Rugal, or his own Author. But I heard what happened to him ... and yeah ... not happy. A character actually tried to kill all Authors off in the real world at one point, almost killed Rugal's author off, which caused a lot of stress to him ... as I hear at least." He offered his words to hopefully calm Annie down about the whole Author situation.

"Honestly, I would rather leave them as a mystery ... only focus on your own Author, but if a Author does try to harm any of our worlds, including this one, we have to stop them." A cold side was shown very briefly as the Doctor held a vial of the Author Jake's blood, remembering the pain he saw on Akane. A sigh soon ensured ...

I need to find a new theme to make these headings from :/
Doctor S, Deadshot and Annie.
Location: Med bay | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

"Rugal has one too? Huh...Might want to pay him a visit sometime..." Deadshot chuckled darkly, his intent clear, unaware that his and Rugal's were one in the same.
Still, he was a bit more relaxed after this drug test as his Shadow seemed to have stopped trying to sell the moronic idea that the whole world was just him hallucinating.
"Right...Well *Ahem*....Thanks, that's a load off my mind..." He then attempted to thank Wanderer, though it seemed like he didn't really want to, seeing how much grief the Wasteland Doctor had caused him.
"Anyway, I need a drink. I bet my blood alcohol was rather low in that. Annie, I'm not sure what to tell you, but...Well, I don't...But if you need help, I guess I'm not doing much..." He then offered, seemingly breaking his vow of non-communication.

Naganaki Shrine: Rugal, Garm, Mr. Monster

"Garm! Be quick or be dead!"

To Garm's credit, he was indeed quick, and released his grip on the arm as Rugal fired off at the beast and brought a fist into it's face. With the creature distracted (and no Teri to tell him no), the wolf joined with Rugal's efforts of smashing in the Shadow's facial mask via taking grip of an arm again and giving a harsh pull. Seeing that Rugal had the creature fully distracted (which Rugal would feel later with the varying shallow stab wounds in his back); Garm had no difficulty in ripping off one of the Monster's arms, causing a harsh gurgling/shrieking sound- which ended after Rugal delivered one last punch to the creature's facial mask.

After shattering the mask into a fine powdered blue mist, the arms immediately went limp, and the Shadow began to fade away in a harsh black smoke. Not much longer after the fight was done, there was no trace of the Shadow, it's birth or it's death; save for what Rugal had previously wrought upon the Shrine's environs. There wasn't even a shred of purple fabric to be had either. No Pimp, no goons, nothing. Just an over-sized man with an over-sized wol-

*Bi-DINK! You have one new message!*

Hmn? That was new... Upon looking to the message on his PDA, to Rugal's chagrin(?), he saw that the text contained a list of names... Of each and every Rising Dawn member, down to the AIs and the pets. Which of course, brought up the question: Who sent the text?

Naganaki Shrine: Rugal, Garm, Mr. Monster

"Bah! What the hell was that?! I've seen Parasites[1] make better monsters then you!" Rugal insulted Mr. Skin's remains as they began to fade away.
"Oh be that way, When you get to hell, tell them I sent ya!" He then gloated right before he got the message, whipping out his PDA the second it went off and began reading the message.
"...What the?...This a list of the crew?....Who the fuck is "Damian East"?..." He remarked before he put his PDA away.
Eh, the AIs can track it or something. Not my problem... He thought, despite his name being on the list.
"Right, As for you, Go on, Shoo! I hunt on my own and I don't want to get fur all over me." He then coldly said to Garm before be began making his way out, picking up one of the Handguns the goons dropped and putting it in his pants, just in case...

[1] Las Plagas

A Doctor's concern.
Doctor S, Deadshot and Annie.
Location: Med bay | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

"Try not to drink too much ... actually that is wrong, try not to drink a 'David' amount of alcohol." A smile was pasted along the Doctor's test as he cleaned the equipment he had just used. After Deadshot had tried to thank him, he just gave a simple nod, not really caring, but noting that it was something nice from the guy at once. Holding the black card he held, it faded away into his own inventory. "And as much as I want to hurt Rugal too ... harming his Author would probably do nothing. Hell Rugal might hate him just as much, as I said, that guy has been through a lot." The Doctor remarked again as a loud thunk was heard, as the Doctor placed the equipment back in their spots.

"I have a bad feeling for some reason. Can't tell if it is about this 'mission' we undertook, about our 'merry' crew, about the future or even about myself. All I can say is ... shit is going to be fucked up!" He blurted out the last part in discomfort.

Kala was wondering as well whether or not he'd really want, or need to hear that part of her story. Sure, she's usually sort of open about it but she's complained about it to so many people she thought it may start being tedious. Still, as he pondered she noticed the look of curiosity on his face, and she didn't tell him before so, well... might as well. "I see that look on your face. You want to know who attacked me right?" She asked, not even waiting for an answer before saying... "Well... just about anyone who could pick up a stick and swing it... I got the worst of it from paladins and other sorcerers of course due to certain abilities they have that made my life around them miserable. I couldn't blame even them because, well tieflings have a rough lot in life but... well, the animosity in the city I lived it was quite magnified. Shortly after I moved in I started reading on the history of them, and... an invasion of shavarath, essentially hell in your religions, was more than an assumption or bad dream for that particular city. Tieflings very unlike myself, it seems, formed the backbone of the assault. I can't blame Stormreach's citizens for their animosity, they lost a lot of loved ones to whom they assumed I was related." she says with a sigh. "... but I'm probably boring you with the sob story aren't I?"

Location - Shadow's Operations Building - Training Room: Ryan, Kala

While giving her the look that a cat does when curious- Kala decided to inform him on what she meant.
"I see that look on your face. You want to know who attacked me right?"

Ryan gave a nod, crossing his arms to his chest once more when awaiting to hear her story. He had quite a habit of crossing his arms for some unexplained reason. Still, he gave her his full attention.
"Well... just about anyone who could pick up a stick and swing it... I got the worst of it from paladins and other sorcerers of course due to certain abilities they have that made my life around them miserable. I couldn't blame even them because, well tieflings have a rough lot in life but... well, the animosity in the city I lived it was quite magnified. Shortly after I moved in I started reading on the history of them, and... an invasion of shavarath, essentially hell in your religions, was more than an assumption or bad dream for that particular city. Tieflings very unlike myself, it seems, formed the backbone of the assault. I can't blame Stormreach's citizens for their animosity, they lost a lot of loved ones to whom they assumed I was related."

"... but I'm probably boring you with the sob story aren't I?"

He couldn't exactly express it through such a face... due to being a Dragonoid with skin made of stone- but he expressed what could be described as sympathy. Beforehand, he didn't because Kala had no need to be ashamed of her looks. But, with such a backstory... it certainly brought back Ryan memories.

"No, you're not boring me in the least. In fact, it really hits home...."
Ryan walked up and placed a hand on her shoulder, really showing his support in her story, certainly affected by it.

"Such a life as that would leave anyone feeling like a malediction. I'm... sorry, that you had to deal with being discriminated due to the actions of others from a history's standpoint. But, really- you're not going to receive such treatment here. You're a crew member of the Rising Dawn, Kala. I'm really grateful that I am getting to know more about you... for it certainly makes me have a better understanding of what others go through."

"See, I love helping people. It's my nature, in my blood... to assist people. Never leaving others behind, and though I have made mistakes indeed.... I won't allow it to corrupt my characteristics. No matter how we look, it's our actions that prove otherwise then the stereotypical bullcrap people use to judge us first hand."

He gave a smile, a peaceful one.. really wanting to get his word across Kala's mind. It may help her in the end, but maybe not. Who knows, but he wasn't going to leave her feeling like he'd pass out of boredom from her sad story.

Location - Shadow Operations Building - Medical Room: Deadshot, Annie, Wanderer

What Annie said made the Doctor address his concerns with her before she was to act rash.
"It actually might not be a disguise, it could just be a power he wanted or for protection. As for why he chose you, it could be anything, from interest from you to your world and many other things ... as I said before, my Author said that I was more like a focused part of his own personality ... "

"Now I wouldn't get angry ... if it's anyone you should get angry at it should be Rugal, or his own Author. But I heard what happened to him ... and yeah ... not happy. A character actually tried to kill all Authors off in the real world at one point, almost killed Rugal's author off, which caused a lot of stress to him ... as I hear at least."

That still didn't explain why the Demon had her tortured, along with being kept in the brig for a whole week's worth among other things. Being drained from her fight with the Shadow, to dealing with a friendship problem on Deadshot's behalf...
.. I don't... I cannot see the logic behind why I was chosen. It's painful to even-

As the Doctor said... don't burden yourself with more questions. Seek out this Demon, and have him answer the basics. Then, and only then.. will the truth set you free Annie.
She accepted this in silence, without even replying to the Shadow's voice in her mind. It was true, she could only ask him to get the answers out.

"Honestly, I would rather leave them as a mystery ... only focus on your own Author, but if a Author does try to harm any of our worlds, including this one, we have to stop them."

Before Annie could ask what the Doctor meant by 'harming worlds', Deadshot gave her his own opinion.
"Anyway, I need a drink. I bet my blood alcohol was rather low in that. Annie, I'm not sure what to tell you, but...Well, I don't...But if you need help, I guess I'm not doing much..."

"..."

She brushed some hair out of her face only to give Deadshot a cold reply in a sarcastic tone, "Would me stripping again make you even look my way then? I'm not side tracked enough to notice you staring at me as I worked out..." She shrugged it off and turned her back to him... and before existing the door to find her author, Annie gave note to the mercenary, "You're two sides to the coin.... you refused to acknowledge my existence when confronted. Yet, when I was unconscious... you carried me here away from the Demon and used a shot to awaken me. Decide if you're going to honestly put me in the back or work with me. There's no in between..."

With that, Annie shut the door behind her and was standing in the hallway. Even if she would walk for an hour or two, she was going to find this 'Ryan' and question him. The anger still sided inside but the Doctor was right.... she couldn't be to mad. She just had to see if he was justified was all.

I think I'll quote songs from the 80s....
Doctor S, Deadshot and Annie.
Location: Med bay | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

As Deadshot was going to leave, Annie confronted him on his hypocrisy, much to his annoyance.
"1. That's a natural Male reaction, find some straight guy who wouldn't want to look at a mostly naked attractive woman. Trick Question: Doesn't exist.
2. If you really feel that strongly about it, I'll let the next Hellspawn that manages to beat you whisk you away to Castle Clucksterfuck to have his-slash-her way with you for all eternity, Okay Sweetheart? Sheesh..."
He shot back before resuming his beeline for the ship's bar, unaware of the fact he basically confessed to admitting that Annie was hot.

"Smooooooooooooooooth D.S., Smooooooooooooth...."
Oh just piss off for half an hour...
"And go where?"
Not my problem to solve.
"...I see, hey, look to your right for a second would ya?..."

Mostly just to shut his Shadow up, he did, staring at the window of the ship's hallway as he did.
What he saw gave him some real pause: It wasn't him staring back at him, It was a young man, one that had made the foolish mistake of trying to save the world by joining the military.
"....What......the fuck?...."
"...What?...Don't remember me?...Maybe you will better if I look like this."

On that cue, the reflection acted like a internet screamer as it instantly changed to that young man's dead body, it's head riddled with bullets and visible chucks of flesh having been bit off his rotting body.
Needless to say, like in the bathroom, Deadshot freaked out before shooting at the window and breaking it.
"...Frankie?...I could really go for your constant barrage of Burning Puns right about now..." He said after his episode, starting to miss that wonderful anthropomorphic Uzi...

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Jenny, Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Teri

"David?...oh Please, He grabs his tail and runs at the first sign of trouble...Then gets drunk and bitches about how he's too "Weak" afterwards..."
"Remind you of anyone?..."

Well...that was out of character for her, then again, Ella did notice the bottle was already starting to run dry.
"All I was saying was...Even us girls dread having to go do make up, nails, hair, dresses, jewels, I just can't image that he would see the appeal...You know?..." she said before downing her next shot in a manner more akin to David then herself.
"...Uhhhh....starting to kick in...woooo..." Her Shadow then said, the filtering liquor starting to affect her somewhat.

Ella grabbed another bottle of sake (making sure this bottle was less strong) and tossed a look over to Teri and Devon finishing up the food before pouring another glass for herself and Jenny. I understand that, but he really could have left at any time. Heck, he could have done that after what happened in Los Santos. He still stayed, though, and I'll give him credit for that. Sure, he could stand to find a way to fix his problem instead of moping about it, but who's perfect?

Still, I have to go hard on Devon. If I can make her go outside the comfort zone on this, she might be willing to do the same when she's in a fight. Something to help her get past the frustration of seeing her songs not help that much, even if that isn't really too true. Sure, it's not as flashy as most stuff, but it's those small nudges that everyone seems to forget. Hell, the only reason she's still living is because her songs gave that small edge."

Shadow Ops Building: Canteen: Akane, Angelus, Annie, Caim Deadshot, Melethia, Ryan, Ton Ton,

"I'll be there in a bit, Miss Akane." Melethia was certainly patient when it came to handing Akane Jake's body; after all, the Bag of Holding was rather good for keeping things from rotting with the low amount of air in it. So, after getting a small sandwich to eat, she made her way to Akane's room.

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Jenny, Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Teri

"...So to stop him from getting kil-*Hic*...You put him in high heels?..." Jenny questioned Ella's logic as she finished the first bottle, already up to a state of inebriation she was in back in Las Venturas.
"...David....I bet He's only here because he gets a check from...Richie...Fenny Richie (Phoenix Richardson) or some stupid codename like that...Not like Blade and H*Hic*-Hiryu...they do it for others...and all I do...is sit in a chair...and listen to people go on about how horrible their lives are....That's what I do for a LIVING..."
Even if Ella zoned out and ignored everything that Jenny just said, her body language and the fact she spoke like she just had a stroke was sign enough that she had once again gone too far with the bottle.

Alone again.
Doctor S.
Location: Med bay | Rising Dawn | Personaverse.

Seeing how Annie walked out annoyed at the gunman assassin, and Deadshot running to the bar in either embarrassment or how the Doctor's author would say 'Tsundere-ness', the good Doctor was just left there all by his lonesome once more. Sighing to himself, he placed the anti-radiation pack back in the closet and opened the rather large window in the medbay. The ship had a wondrous view of the area.

"Never have been to Japan before ... maybe I should look around." He said to himself, having his urge to wander bubble up to the mental surface. ("Hey ... am I allowed out now!?") The Shadow yelled out and ruined the nice, calm and windy moment as the Wanderer took a couple more seconds to look at the city from above. "FUCK NO!" He yelled out of the window before turning back inside and closed the window.

"You are fuckin' grounded!" He threw his arms in the air as he walked out of the medbay and probably out of the airship.

Naganaki Shrine: Rugal, Garm

Garm hung back as Rugal descended the staircase, and released a held breath, "Phew... Didn't even question why I was there at all... That is good.

Tear-ri, I think he's returning to base. I'm going to be doing the same, but still tailing the fellow. I'll see you in a little while and give a full report."

"Alright then. I'm with Ella and Devon, as before. Ella seems pretty hell bent on me chilling out, so i might be stuck here. Even got Mom to tell me to stay here.... I'll await your return."

And with that the wolf waited quietly before continuing his quiet tailing of the King of Fighters...

Shadow Ops Building: David West, Fuuka, Yu

"...So I take it the Kirijo Group has a good youth outreach program? Just you seem kinda young for this line of work..." He asked, fulling knowing that she was hired for her powers.

Fuuka gave a small chuckle and shook her head, "Not exactly. I've been in this sort of buisness since I was in high school. It was a little simpler then too. Around two years ago, when I was 17, my powers, along with many of our group awakened and we fought off the Shadows, as well a force named Nyx, and another named Erebus. Back then, we were able to access the Shadow Verse via a time called the Dark Hour, which used to cover EVERYTHING, and wasn't nearly as localized as the Shadow Zones are now. In fact, they're a little easier to manage than the Dark Hour was. Sometimes other people would slip through the Dark Hour, instead of being able to avoid Shadow Zones as we do now. I was one of those people, actually, before my Persona awoke in me. I had slipped into the Shadow realm and had to be rescued! After that though, we were attacked and I put the Evoker to my head. Before I knew it, I was summoning my Persona and able to help with the effort. I've been with them since."

Her eyes relaxed as a hint of melancholy entered her tone, "I was very shy then, but I made several friends with those who had their powers awakened in a similar manner. In fact, it's funny you should mention age, seeing that our youngest user at the time was 11 years old... I'm seen some of them die in that conflict, one of which a young man named Minato Arisato.[1] He had a power similar to your's Mr. Narukami. But- .... It's complicated to explain, but because of a sacrifice he made, the world as we know it is safe from both Nyx and Erebus."

A pause filled the air before Fuuka looked back to the two, determination shining in her eyes, "And because of that, those of us who were involved in that incident resolved to what we can in fighting Shadows. It's why my friends are missing now. They're taking care of assignments similar to this one in different places all over Japan. It's also why Mitsuru is pooling Kirijo Group resources into the Shadow Operatives. We won't let Minato's, and everyone else's sacrifices be in vain. Now, shall we proceed to the lab?"

As Fuuka walked ahead, David could see that the young woman was very serious about what she had said. Not to mention this sort of threat attacked her and her friends when they were so young.... Seems that Shadows and world saving don't discriminate, regardless of how old you are.

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Jenny, Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Garm, Teri

After cooking up a meal for everyone in the room, as well as downing a cake shot or two in the process, Teri sat herself down and began nursing a glass of red wine while chowing down on the beans 'n' rice mixture she made (how much alcohol was in that bag anyways?). Not long afterwards, a familiar black wolf wandered in and placed a fuzzy head on the couch she was sharing with Devon and Cadolbolg, "Hello. I have returned now, and managed to stay hidden, for the most part. How have you three fared?"

Teri spared a hand to pat the wolf on the head before returning to her meal, "Hi there, Garm. I've done well enough, I guess. Mum and Ells wants us to chill out, so I brought in some implements." She swirled her glass for emphasis, and finished it off, pouring another one not soon afterwards. The stuff tasted good after all, and with the effects intended behind it, the Cleric could already feel that warm glow go to her cheeks...
"Ah, that's the stuff.... Man, Munchkin, do you get affected when we drink stuff too? Or you just sit there in sobriety? Shit's feeling kinda good in my stomach... Yo, don't forget about the water, Kiddo. Hangover prevention right there!"

Cadolbolg, who had been keeping a heavy eye on Devon, took a bite of the meal, "We've just been chilling after giving Fuuka the evidence stuffs. Now, Devon, you never told me why I wasn't allowed the cake drinks...."
The tiny turtle dragon baby tried to give Devon a puppy dog (dragon eye?) look to convince the bard to let him try some of the drinks, seeing that cake sounded pretty delicious. Not to mention they made the Cleric loosen up a little bit, so they couldn't be all bad, right?

[u]Shadow Ops Building: Canteen: Akane, Angelus, Annie, Caim Deadshot, Melethia, Ryan, Ton Ton, Wanderer

(before everyone split off do to their thing)

Angelus gave Akane another sympathetic pat on the back after being tackle-hugged, and let the Kitsune go to be consoled by the others, adding on, "But of course, Akane. Do let us know when the ceremony begins."

Caim gave a similar nod to the Kitsune, the look on his face being enough to know he meant the same as Angelus did.

As for Ton Ton, who was still hanging by Melethia, looked to the little elf and asked, "Well, this is certainly new to me. I've seen people die, but I've never been to a funeral before..."

Airship Rising Dawn: Slindis' Room: Slindis, Dimitri

As Slindis unwinded in her usual manner (reading and writing at her leisure), a small cough overrode the overcom and Dimitri's voice entered the air, and the Butler's visage appeared on the built in TV (seeing that all the rooms came with one) "User: Slindis. As we have previously arranged, it has been my duty to inform you should the situation involving our captain's 'changes.' Well... If you would listen to this recording I've gained from a local radio station, I think you will find it to be far more informative than what any explanation I give for it..."

Following this, the TV changed from Dimitri's face to a news report about the recent activities Rugal had been engaging in, from running the car into the club to... a report about a blown up section of a Shrine? Oh dear.

[1] The Male Protag in P3, at least, his name in the manga incarnation. It sounds better than Makoto Yuuki! (anime movie name) :P
He died to save the world, essentially.

Naganaki Shrine: Rugal, Garm

Not long after he left the broken remains of Mr. Skin and his gang in the ruins after his wake, Rugal began making his way back to the Rising Dawn.
To this end, he was about to do the same trick he did twice that day already, already sizing up his options as he paced along side the road.
A minute later he committed to a cheap looking 4 door Sedan with elderly couple, it wasn't pretty but it'd do.
The second that they stopped at a red light, he pounced, sprinting over before hoping the drivers door and throwing a 70-Something old man to the road.
"Oh my, it appears your other half has fallen and he can't get up. Why don't you get out of the car and-...." He paused halfway though his threat as he caught a glance at something while the old lady went to help her partner.
"...Get back in the car." He then ordered.
"...ww-what d-"
"DO IT!" He then roared as he went after his new target...

Rising Dawn: Hanger: Rugal

"~We ain't gonna linger and lie low
When there's Hard Cash comin' back
No way I'll just sit here when i know
That there's Hard Cash comin' back
Hard Hard Cash...Don't want no easy money....oh no..."
The King of Fighters sang with the Radio as he racing back towards the Rising Dawn, pulling out his PDA to trigger the Hanger Doors of the Airship to open as he cruised in with his Brand New Car.
Parking it up, he then exited his new prize, Running his hand along the bonnet of it, admiring the curves as if they were of a womans.
"Say what you will about Mid-Life Crisis's, but...Utterly Worth It. God I feel 30 again..." He chuckled with Glee as he drank in the moment, sure, he had sport cars in his life, but there was something special about "Earning" it instead of buying it.

Shadow Ops Building: David West, Fuuka, Yu

As David herd Fuuka's story, he couldn't help but shake his head.
"Christ...Over half the wealth in the world is spent on Military and they can't seem to do jack all with it aside from blow each other up..." He sighed, hating the idea of another group of young kids being forced into this life instead of people who actively trained to protect the world.
"I'm sorry about your friend. This life...It's hard..." He finished as he and Yu entered the lab.
"So what was the Intel? It was from the Android, right?"

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Jenny, Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Garm, Teri

As Garm returned, Jenny was quickly starting to enter the "Black Out" phase of her drinking, enjoying just how powerful the Devil Drink was against the taunts of her Shadow.
After all, a lot of the people he treated back in her clinic did suffer from Alcohol abuse so she understood why people did it.
Although in David's case, it was more like he was raised on the stuff instead of water...

Either way, She sat here, head resting on the table with a glass in hand, so long as no one asked her to do anything that involved thinking or moving, she'd be good.

Shadow Ops Building: Canteen: Deadshot, Anyone else there

After his episode, Deadshot went to the canteen, instantly telling the imps there "Something good for someone who saw a ghost.", letting the waiter figure out what the hell he meant by that as he sat down and held his head.
Whatever was going on with his head wasn't medical so there wasn't any way to really stop it aside from-
"...The Shadow Zone...Should I?..." He pondered as he sat there, wondering how he'd do it.

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Jenny, Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Garm, Teri

"Jenny, I'm going to have to cut you off before you're in there with David for a hangover. Are we going to have a problem?" It seemed that Ella was going to be the one that tried keeping Jenny away from Alcohol when drunk; a feat many people and pokemon had failed miserably at. Still, it was the thought that counted, right?

In a rather uncharacteristic tone for the staff, Sadei seemed somewhat sullen in her hesitant response. "I don't really feel it... I think it's because you and her share the same body, while I don't. It's not too fun, as you'd expect - I don't really taste food, smell aromas, or feel things like you do in here... At most, I only experience them through Teri, and even then it's fuzzy."

Devon then finished up the rice (After promising to say something to Ella in case the meal had any odd connection attached to it) and shook her head as she refused Cadolbolg's request. "Well, if I handed them to you, then Caim and Angie would get really mad at the both of us. She might even ground us! I wouldn't want you to get in trouble, and it kinda makes smaller people clumsy when it's drunk.."
Unfortunately, this was something that Devon was going to be firm on. From the looks of things, though, it was really starting to calm down in there.

Shadow Ops Building: Canteen: Melethia, Ton Ton

(before everyone split off do to their thing)

Melethia's response to Ton-Ton was rather sedate, which didn't help the message. "Same here, Ton-Ton. Although, it was more me fighting that caused a lot of the dying. That is, a lot of the old clan kept the more skilled members going after dying, so burials weren't really a thing."

Wasn't raising people back from the dead usually a really bad thing? The way Melethia talked about it made it clear that she'd seen it a lot, which didn't say anything good about the people Melethia had been raised around.

Airship Rising Dawn: Slindis' Room: Slindis, Dimitri

The last report was the call to action for Slindis, and she placed her book down while preparing for a rather difficult fight. "That was rather enlightening, Dimitri. I can't let this go on any further; it won't be safe, but should you feel the need to inform someone else that knows, go ahead and do so."

After all, she knew that Rugal wouldn't be holding back. If she could get him to a Shadow Zone, it may throw a wrench into Rugal's plans and give the needed edge.

Rising Dawn: Hanger: Rugal, Slindis

Not long after Dimitri made the call, the AI blanched as he watched Rugal begin cleaning his "New car" with a hose, noting that there was a red fluid seeping into the drain that didn't look like paint...
Either way, When Slindis walked in, she saw the man himself fretting over a small dent in the front bumper.
"Gah, fucking cyclists, thought they could cut me off..." he grumbled until he glanced over his shoulder and noticed the Drow enter.
"Ah, there you are. Now I know you have a few questions so I'll give you the sort version:
One of the leads I tracked down turned into some class of a Shadow Monster. So after I cleaned up, I found he had a set of keys on him and...You don't just don't turn down a free 2013 Pegassi Infernus sports car!"
He lied, as he resumed his buffing out the dents it had collected on the way over here.
"Once I done here, I'll pass on what I learned to Misturu and her Shadow Ops. From there, as long as something asinine doesn't occur, I'm thinking perhaps we could go to that Kabuki Theater, get a bit of culture as well as an excuse to show this bad boy off." He kept rambling wiped a hint of blood off the bonnet.
"...Or if you want, we could just stay in..."

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Jenny, Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Garm, Teri
Dimitri did indeed blanch at the thought of Slindis and Rugal having at it (especially when he calculated what this would do to his Creator's emotional levels), and sent a message to his mobile unit right away, in hopes that His Ladyship would know what to do. However, when he ported himself to the screen, the visage on the camera was... Less than what he was expecting.

Laughing at some sort of unheard joke, the Cleric looked down at the screen, and gave a little wave, "'Sup, Dimitri? I'm just chilling here with my buddies!"
The Blue Butler paused for a moment, questioning the morality of his actions for a moment, and then continued, "Uh... Well, your mother said that you were free to leave. That and she needs you in the hangar. It regards your 'mission'. Sadei being in a lengthier form might be pertinent as well. I'd get that done quickly."
"Ah shit, for reals? Alright, me and Garmy here will be on our way. You heard em, Sadei, we need to bust a move. It's been fun, Ells, Devon, Cadolbolg, and Jenny, but we need to bounce! Talk to you guys later."
"Garmy? Also, you're talking kinda funny."
"Sorry, Garm. Stuff must have hit my stomach harder than I thought. Anyways, off to the Rising Dawn hangar. Shouldn't be tooooo far from here."

Mounting up on the wolf, the duo made their way out towards the Rising Dawn, Teri giggling at random thoughts as they went along. In the meantime, Toyotama answered back to Sadei, giggling a little bit herself before hugging what mental form Sadei held in the realm of Teri's mind, "Shiiiiit, Munchkin. Sorry we made you feel bad. Like, for serious. I may be a BITCH, which I will totally admit to being, but you matter to me... Sorta. It's just kinda nice to not be bombarded by worries for once. This stuff kinda numbs things a bit, y'know? Well, there's one creeping in with what Dimitri said, but I feel a lot less fussy than usual..."

As for Cadolbolg, he could only give a little "Aw...." when Devon denied him the drinks, followed by, "Well, maybe the impies would make a real cake? :3"

Shadow Ops Building: Canteen: Melethia, Ton Ton

Ton Ton paused for a moment and added in as best as he could manage, "Uh... people usually stay dead when they die, last I checked. That must have been some powerful magic users if they could bring them back like that..."

This certainly was disconcerting, but the Tonberry knew already that Melethia wasn't very normal to start with. Now, how to get that across nicely?

Shadow Ops Building: David West, Fuuka, Yu

Fuuka gave a small sigh and walked in with the two, "What's happened has happened, Mr. West. There's not much else we can do. If we didn't stop Nyx and Erebus, there would be no place here right now. As for Minato... He did this so we could live. And, while I am doing work at the moment, I do take time out to relax at the end of the day. Us moping about the means will sully his sacrifice for us."

As they were lead into the labs, Fuuka brought them to a vial full of black goo and a... Burger? There was a burger in a container. When Fuuka swept the two around, she pointed to the tube and said, "This, is what was in Akontia's body. It is what we've determined to be the Shadow Virus, in it's purest form. At least, it's viral in nature. The virus, as we've gathered with this, and from a patient brought in, attacks the cells and rapidly causes a necrosis in the areas producing melanin and keratin. This is why the hair and nails fall out. Following that, based on what data we gathered, after the pigmentation is taken care of, the virus goes full tilt and then completely destroys the host, inflaming parts of the brain associated with aggression, and causing a full shut down of the body. With no melanin, there is no protection from the sun, which is why they're bundling themselves up so much;they burn easy, and it makes their eyes sensitive to light. However, the strangest part of the virus, the eyes, is still not solved..."

"My assumption is that those eyes sclera, even with the lacking melanin, is rather a reengineering of the spots on the scelera to produce that effect. A calling card as it were. Nyarlatothep hasn't been said to be modest in his work."

Mitsuru walked in, bearing that same coat as before. Wasn't that woman hot? As she did, she pointed at the cheeseburger, "One of your groups actually found something interesting with this burger. With the sample your group brought in, we analysed this with the virus and found that it contains traces of the virus in all parts of the food item. The meat, the vegetables, even the bread. The virus is heat and moisture resistant, and one of the infection methods is ingestion, which means that it can resist stomach acids. So, in your two trips in this day, we've learned far more about this virus than we ever hoped in a period of weeks. As you can also imagine, we're sending operatives to Wild Duck Burger as we speak. Any questions?"

Shadow Ops Building: David West, Fuuka, Yu, Mitsuru

The second they made the connection between "Duck Burgers" and the Shadow Virus, the only thing David could say was "...Well, when you go to a place called "Wild Duck Burger", you should see something like this coming."
Still, the threat of having a fast food chain be a center for infection was not lost on him.
"If they've been doing this since the first victim, then this is going to quickly blow up into a massive health scare so lets spin it to give us the advantage. Look up all possible Duck-Related diseases, pick one and say there is an outbreak of it due to bad Duck Meat. Then we tell everyone who has consumed one of those burgers to report to a center, run by us, to be treated. Even if we haven't gotten a cure yet, we'll still be able to quarantine any more Infected. If Persona users ARE Immune, then we'll be fine. But keep an eye on the Investigation team. Just in case" He quickly suggested as eyed up the sample burger.

"Got a name for the owner? Think I might pay him a visit and explain to him the merits of good food safety..."

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Jenny, Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Garm, Teri

Ella shook her head at Teri's leaving and gave a disappointed farewell. "Teri, you're making up for the shortened night when we get out of here." To be fair, Ella knew from the start that Teri's rest couldn't last for too long.

Tama could still notice how hard it was for Sadei to cheer up, although she certainly tried. "It's no problem... It did keep me away from all of that nasty stuff earlier. But enough about my sentient weapon problems if that's even a thing, it's hard to say with only one being around, we have stuff to do. Let's go, Tama."

It was a quick wave to see Teri off, then the focus from Devon shifted back to Cadolbolg. "They could... any flavor you might want? Somehow, I don't think Ella wants me to leave at all."
Devon then called to the imps to begin making a cake while Ella quickly took Jenny to her room, but the night was winding down for them.

Shadow Ops Building: Canteen: Melethia, Ton Ton

Once again, Melethia was almost unnervingly relaxed as she recounted a bit more on what had happened. "Well, when there's fighting like there was, you had to use everything available. And with them, just because the life had expired didn't necessarily mean the bodies had no use. Heck, it's how I trained. Nothing that bad, and it ensured that some of the dead weight in our number had use. It also kept us trainees motivated."
(See that? That is one of us that was Dead Weight. You'll train against her until you're not Dead Weight, unless you want to be Dead Weight.)
Melethia had been trained by fighting against the undead corpses of her extended family members that had been 'dead weight'? It certainly explained a lot more than Ton-Ton had ever wished to know, and yet it left a lot more to be asked.

Airship Rising Dawn: Slindis' Room: Slindis, Dimitri

SLindis knew it would take some nerve to keep her focus up, but she tried to appeal to Rugal's pride to get him to move along (Ignoring the vehicle which she would try getting rid of when she had the chance) and head closer to the training rooms. "Certainly, Rugal, if you would follow me first? I need to work out some stress myself, and you're the only hand to hand fighter here worth their weight in salt. That is, if you're man enough to do it."

She definitely knew she was playing with fire here, and she was hoping to not get too burned. Worst came to worst, she could still throw down rather well in a fight, and unlike Rugal, she didn't use Ki much in her strikes.

Rising Dawn: Hanger: Rugal, Slindis

Slindis's bluff managed to pry Rugal away from the New love of his life.
"...Ohhhhh, Those are fighting words...A challenge has been issued, it's not like I can say no, especially not to you, my lady..." He added as he finished buffing out the dents and put away the hose.
Relieving Stress? Man enough?...I think she finally might actually be onto me...But does she know I know she's onto me?... He thought as he noticed how uncharacteristically Slindis seemed to be gloating into a fight, marking the start of the mental mind games.
"So tell me: Any particular rule set in mind or just last man standing?" He asked as he began following the Drow, being extremely mindful of what path she would be taking.
Oh Old man, You are in for a show today...

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Jenny, Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Garm, Teri

As the party seemed to start winding down, Jenny finally made a late response to Ella's remark.
"alright, alrihgt, i'lwl edgt going then iuf it means so much to yj.a.." She slurred as she began to stand up, thought it was clear that alone was far beyond her capabilities right now.
Still, no more Shadow to harass her any longer so that was a minor win as she began trying to make her way out the room, though at the rate she was doing, she'd be ages before she did that, let alone get out of the building.

Rising Dawn: Hanger: Rugal, Slindis

She knew that it was still dangerous, so she had to appeal to his pride more along with a bit of that greed. Sure, it wasn't too tasteful, but she knew how far she could take her body even in a straight-up knockdown fight.
"Last person standing, Rugal. Move it to an area where things like that hard-earned car of yours won't be damaged, obviously. That is, unless you like having to pay for all of the repairs of your ship from that conglomerate that you still have to build. Think of it: using the Rising Dawn to let the world know you're not a man to be trifled with." If anything, it seemed like SLindis was warming up to working with Rugal, and that was the exact effect she wanted to go for.
I've seen plenty on tempting others in my line... with his type, I'll have to go for something along the lines of being drawn to his dominating personality to make this have a chance of working. Her path was rather circuitous as she knew that Rugal knew she didn't explore the ship much that he could see. However, she'd spent more than a few nights learning the ship's hallways in and out and where her daughter had set up traps.
"What happened to some decent non-training rooms to fight in? The canteen carries far too many good drinks to risk it there, after all. Some of those are supposed to be hard to find, after all." Even as she led him through the halls in a well-faked confusion, she kept a focus on any sudden reactions from him as she let her years in combat training aid her reflexes.
We should be getting close...

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Jenny, Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella

Ella could see pretty clearly that Jenny was in no state to move around, so she placed a hand on Jenny's shoulder to stop her from leaving. "You know, Jenny, you should sleep here tonight. I don't want you getting hurt on the way to the ship, and there's already some comfy beds for us here." It wasn't too much of an issue for the demi-succubus to lift the Gardevoir and place her on the rather large bedded area that the group was going to be sleeping for the night, and the cushioning was extremely comfortable. The Kirijo Group must have their workers sleep in the building overnight all of the time for these cushions.

Rising Dawn: Hanger: Rugal, Slindis

"Last person standing, Rugal. Move it to an area where things like that hard-earned car of yours won't be damaged, obviously. That is, unless you like having to pay for all of the repairs of your ship from that conglomerate that you still have to build. Think of it: using the Rising Dawn to let the world know you're not a man to be trifled with."

.....PPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-AHAHAHAHAHA! Oh, she so fucked it's not even funny...Okay, maybe a little funny... Rugal thought, taking every fiber of his being to avoid bursting into laughter at her attempts to sway him.
"Why Slindis...That sounds like a lovely idea..." He cooed, clearly playing around with her attempt at a ruse, I mean, Since when did Slindis care about the wine cabinet in the Canteen?
AHHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAHAHA-OHooohhh...I think she is literally trying to kill me with laughter now...
"So true, so very very true...Storage Bay could be good. Private, Out of the way, Plenty of room can be made, Nice thick metal walls, I think that'd work." He responded, the smirk on his face starting to grow slightly.
Ohhhhh...Okay, put her out of her mis-....OH JUST ONE MORE! He thought as he then said one of the worst things he could imagine for both Slindis and his "Weaker" half.

"...Slindis, I attempted to sleep with Akane...You're cool with that, right?...I mean, we have an open relationship right?" He said, no bluffs, no lying just the awful awful truth.

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Cadolbolg, Devon,

After Teri winked out and went off with her wolf, the tiny turtle dragon baby paused, never having really been asked about what flavor of cake he really liked, "Hmn... I think I just like yellow cake. It's pretty versatile, and tastes nummy with chocolate!"

Shadow Ops Building: Canteen: Melethia, Ton Ton

Ton Ton only stared at the young girl, his mind quickly processing what he was just told, and tried to think of a way to go about this. He finally settled for, "So... The-these people, who raised you... They made EVERYONE who died an undead monster? And they used this to motivate people your age? That's monstrous! That's awful... And I've seen you fight those zombies, that means... oh my goodness. Oh my..."

The Tonberry backed away from Melethia a step, his little hands covering where his mouth should have been; his voice doing just as much as any expression to express the distinct horror he was feeling. After all, as a Guardian of Dreams, and a Hunter of those who plagued young children's dreams (and Melethia being right around the Mistress's age), the fact that a child had been raised to do what Melethia was able to was horrendous in his eyes.

Airship Rising Dawn: -In search of Rugal and Slindis-: Dimitri, Garm, Teri

After making her way to the Rising Dawn, Teri asked aloud, "Soooo, Dimitri; what's the sitch?"
"Duuude, we didn't ever watch Kim Possible."
"Shut it and let the AI talk?"
"Whatevs. But, Sadei, cutie patoot, the moment we bust shit up, you keep talking to us bout your staff problems. You're our buddy and we looooove you and shit. Well, other me does anyways. You pretty cool in my book, I guess."

After a moment, Dimitri answered back over the Tablet, "Well, after some news of what your father has wrought, which I'm sure User: Garm has already delivered to you, your mother decided to confront User: Rugal directly. Naturally, I assumed you'd want to aid. They're currently making way to a supply room. Now, I'm setting up a training room close to their location to push him into a Shadow Zone and hopefully help exorcise this mess. It will be up to you, your mother and faithful canine to pull him in. Do feel free to call myself or Ms. Vermilion to begin sealing off areas to bottle neck him in. It worked with User: Constance, it might work here..."

With the sobering news, Teri could immediately feel a small amount of her buzz already die off, and Toyotama lamented the event's affect on their body, especially since the Cleric had been so relaxed a moment ago. However, her speech still remained a bit more brutish than usual, a sign that the drinks were still processing in her system, "Point me to em. Now."

"Head to the Storage area as marked on the map. Use the rings to keep in contact with your mother, go to the training room first and make User: Sadei a staff. You know User: Rugal's specialties lie with fists. You won't stand a chance off Garm and without distance."

"Gotcha. Thanks, Dimitri. You da man. Now, to get to Mum..."
"Yo, Mum. Dimitri got hold of me, and he's getting a room ready close to the storage area. Me and Garm are on our way..."

"That we are. Alpha Slindis, is there anything we need to know about this plan?"

Now, that was two strange things, the first being hearing Garm's voice, and the second being Teri's manner of speech. She almost sounded like how Toyotama liked to talk... But she wasn't being malicious either. Was she possessed? No, that wasn't quite right. Possessed people acted differently...

Captcha bonus: Not yet

"Dammit, we just got done drinking! We can't have this shit now!"

Shadow Operatives Building: Party Room: Jenny, Cadolbolg, Devon, Ella, Garm, Teri

Once again, Ella guided Jenny to the resting area. "Come on, Jenny, stay in here for the night. I need you to chill out for just one single night."

The imps were about to start making the cake when Devon cut them off. "Cadol, how about we try making it? It shouldn't be too bad, and it's better than just sitting around and waiting for it." After all, all it would take is for Devon to look up the recipe for the cake, and she was sure Ella would appreciate a slice as well. And so what if it didn't come out perfectly?

Shadow Ops Building: Canteen: Melethia, Ton Ton
She could see that Ton-Ton was alarmed for some reason, but she couldn't understand quite why he was so startled. "Ton-Ton, I didn't see you complaining when I cut a swathe through those undead in Los Santos. I mean, they weren't anywhere near as tough as some of the ones we trained with and against, and we needed every small bit we had when the other side had those kinslayers, deathless, and Dragons on a campaign of eradication. When you look at it , it wasn't that bad."
(See? Alia turned out to be Dead Weight. We can use her for some more training. Ensure you aren't Dead Weight like her.)
Her statements to defend how she'd lived were most likely doing more harm than good at this point, though.

Airship Rising Dawn: On the way to the Storage Area: Slindis, Dimitri, Rugal, Sadei, Teri, Garm, Sadei

Tama could feel that the staff did appreciate the attention, even if Sadei didn't really get too loud about it. "Teri's already got plenty going on without me adding more to the mix, Tama."

Wait... Rugal shouldn't be going along this easily. There should have been some form of hesitation there. She'd unfortunately come on too strongly, but she had to keep Rugal not knowing exactly what it was that she had planned. "I'm more disappointed that you didn't think to include me in it or talk with me about it. Lord knows the woman needs some kind of comfort after having everything else around her abandon her."

She neared the room that Dimitri called out for her to head to and responded to the two. "Teri, I wanted you to relax... If you are going to do this, you will need to be extremely careful as you know. When we get to that Shadow Zone, Shivering Touch should help shut him down. Limit mobility, and above all keep some actual space. Garm might need to be wary as well, but I've got the feeling he can already hear us. I do recognize that manner of speaking from Lupito, after all."

Airship Rising Dawn: On the way to the Storage Area: Slindis, Dimitri, Rugal, Teri, Garm, Sadei

"I'm more disappointed that you didn't think to include me in it or talk with me about it. Lord knows the woman needs some kind of comfort after having everything else around her abandon her."

"..."
That was the straw that broke the camels back as Rugal stopped dead in his tracks and was snorting from laughter.
"...Tsehehehe-you really expect-pfffff-Me to believe that you wanted a Threesom-PFFFHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!....Ohhhh, ow, ow, Oh god, Death by laughter! What a way to go out." He soon cracked up afterwards, starting to wipe tears from his eyes.
"Ohhhh...That was fun. I have to admit, That was the worst bluff I had ever heard. You MASSIVELY overplayed your part. I mean, my act wasn't exactly going to win me any academy awards, but I'll admit, it was totally phoning that in. But seriously!?..." He practically taunted as he revealed his hand, figuring that there was little point in trying to hide it any longer.
"So...Who else knows?...How many crew members are you willing to send to die?..." He said as he readied himself, merely cracking his neck and getting into stance.
He'd been waiting for this chance and he was going to make the most of it...
With them out of the way, ain't nothing stopping me from just coming back...

Airship Rising Dawn: Hanger: Deadshot

Not long after Rugal and Slindis left the area, Deadshot had finally made up his mind about what he was going to do.
"-Okay, just go in, get some answers, leave. In, Answers, Leave. In, Answe-Hello?!" He was repeating to himself until he saw Rugal's new car.
"...We had an Infernus and no one told me!?" He shouted loudly as he began swooning over the sports car.
Glancing around the Hanger, he then shouted "Hey!? Who's car is this!?", hoping he could get his hands on it.
If he was going to be poor, he'd at least would like something to rub in people's faces.

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