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Location: Training Room 2 | Shadow Operatives Headquarters

Cz | Som | Constance

Cz stood up and brushed herself off, her cheeks were flushed red. I didn't mean for that to happen... Veles floated above her, ignorant of its counterpart's overflowing emotions. The mechanical construct merely drifted slightly to the right or the left and launched another well placed laser at a forming shadow.

The Peacemaker took a look at Constance while brushing off her robes lightly, "He-hey. Girl..." Cz popped the head back onto the doll and let the felt the shallow heartbeat start up again, "Constance, was your name.. that's right. Why am I forgetting." Cz wiped the tears from her eyes. "Constance, why do you look so distant. Is something wrong?"

EXTERMINATE THREATS. EXTERMINATE THREATS.

Veles was saying flatly above the group. Her wings splayed out to touch the walls of the training room. Another series of lances ran through a group of shadows a distance away and exploded them into brilliant shards of red light. Cz stumbled toward Constance, concerned for the vampire's well being.

Why am I doing this. This isn't part of my directive...

Shadow Operatives Building: Offices: Rugal

Fading away from the rest of the Crew, Rugal resigned himself to looking over the files again, anything to keep the mental monkey that was his "Other side" off his back.

((Shakes Magic 8 Ball of writers block))

Rising Dawn: David's room: David West

David still refused to get slightly animated as Melethia began designing her mystery weapon.
"...Mel...Listen, I see what you are doing, but I'm really not in the state of mind to craft Gun Porn right now..." He meekly sighed, wondering what good Guns had done for him. Seriously, half of the crew could shrug off whatever he could throw at them.
"...All I want to do...is stay here and go home when this is all over...No more of..."This"...You know...growing up?...The worst thing I thought could happen to me is if I became a Farmer...A Fricking Farmer wasting his years in the West of Ireland...Now?...At least I could be good at it..."
Finally sitting up, he then asked "...Honest question, Honest answer...Do I pose ANY threat to you?..."

Shadow Operatives Building: Bunks: Deadshot

Keeping up his swagger even as Annie looked read to rip his spine out, Deadshot answered.
"Annie, don't think of it as "Escaping". Besides, if we left them, we'd be stranded here, in another Realm with no real way to get home. Think of it as..."Parole". Besides, if they really cared so much, I wouldn't be allowed in this damn building without an escort. And Judging by how many company pens I've taken-" He said before Annie tried to close the door in his face, causing him to stop it with his foot.
"Annie...Come on, you mightn't get another chance for this! What age are you? 16? It's like a rite of passage for kids like you! And I ain't about to have the gal who stopped Dr. Killjoy (Shawn) from cutting me up get all depressed in her 30's because she never had a single night of fun in her life!

Ah go on! What's the worst that could happen?..."

Practice Room #2: Jenny

Jenny was still neck deep into her reading when the sound of something shouting "EXTERMINATE THREATS. EXTERMINATE THREATS." could be heard.
Finally pulling her eyes away, she saw what was going on.
"Huh?...Who's Persona is that?" She asked herself before walking inside the training room.
"Whoa...God, Cz? This one yours?..." she asked as Veles kept unleashing laser death on the incoming Shadows.

Location - Shadow Operative Hallway: Annie, Deadshot

"Annie, don't think of it as "Escaping". Besides, if we left them, we'd be stranded here, in another Realm with no real way to get home. Think of it as..."Parole". Besides, if they really cared so much, I wouldn't be allowed in this damn building without an escort. And Judging by how many company pens I've taken-" He said before Annie tried to close the door in his face, causing him to stop it with his foot.
"Annie...Come on, you mightn't get another chance for this! What age are you? 16? It's like a rite of passage for kids like you! And I ain't about to have the gal who stopped Dr. Killjoy (Shawn) from cutting me up get all depressed in her 30's because she never had a single night of fun in her life!

Ah go on! What's the worst that could happen?..."

"... A lot." Annie stated, closing the door behind her to fully fill in the question Deadshot figured of asking.

"Our powers have been stripped, having to rely on these Evokers... what would happen..." Trailing off, Annie suddenly grabbed Deadshot by the arm and lower kicked his leg, flipping him upwards until he landed onto his back, butt in the air as Annie took a seat upon it while still holding his arm. ".. If you were unable to draw your weapon? Then you would be at the mercy of whoever placed you in such a position." Once said, Annie got off and allowed Deadshot to get up himself. He probably could of defended himself against such an attack- but who suspects a 16 year old girl being able to send adult men flying upwards to land in such an awkward state?

She crossed her arms and had her eyes drawn to the floor. "We're not normal people. Even an average human being can overtake us if we're outnumbered. What would you be capable of if something happens to me?" The reminder of him having to watch her get tortured a week ago wasn't a friendly memory to bring back up at all.

She looked up, her face peaceful but lost at the same time. "... The weak..."
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"- I just want those who are weak to still be deemed as humans too." The way she expressed it sounded like Annie had much sadness developed deep inside, probably a moral she has about society ether back at home or with the concepts of every world's society being this way. It was also unclear what she exactly meant as 'flow', but then again Deadshot might of had a clue back when she was talking to Teri about corruption and how those above were passive in doing anything for the greater good.

In her mind at least, it was perfectly clear what she meant.
"..."

She brushed her hair to the back side of her left ear, simply telling Deadshot, "... If you insist though, we can check out the city. Know our surroundings. But, don't expect me to get 'loose' since I respect myself."

Location - Shadow Operative Hallway: Annie, Deadshot

"Huh-WAHHHHHHHHHH-OOOF!" Deadshot cried as Annie swept him off his feet and slammed him into the ground.
"ARGH!-fucking-christ-dammit-The Frick man?! I try to show you a good time and THIS is what I get? Man, am I SERIOUSLY the sane man on this flying crazy boat?" He complained before she let off and began some long winded speak about weakness and such.
"Blah Blah Blah Weakness Blah Blah Blah. ... If you insist though, we can check out the city. Know our surroundings. But, don't expect me to get 'loose' since I respect myself."" was all he managed to get from that conversation, .
"...Do you still do that thing where your body regenerates when hurt?"
"...Well, Yes-"
"THAT! That alone makes you more qualified then every other asshole out there? You're worried about not being powerful enough to defend yourself? Please! I didn't even have any powers to lose! And yet, this rotting drug addled piece of rapidly approaching middle age and still able to hold his own. what's your excuse? Now come on, Lets wreak this city!" He said before he began pull her out of the building with one hand while trying to call a cab with his other.

Captcha: "...Eh, got the Evil part at least..."

Location - The City: Deadshot, Annie

"...Do you still do that thing where your body regenerates when hurt?"
"...Well, Yes-" Before she could reply accurately as to what Deadshot was asking, he made his point.

"THAT! That alone makes you more qualified then every other asshole out there? You're worried about not being powerful enough to defend yourself? Please! I didn't even have any powers to lose! And yet, this rotting drug addled piece of rapidly approaching middle age and still able to hold his own. what's your excuse? Now come on, Lets wreak this city!" He said before he began pull her out of the building with one hand while trying to call a cab with his other.

... Why does he want me to accompany him? .. This man... Is all she thought before a cab did pull up and had the two take their seats.
The location was obvious- Deadshot ordered the cab driver to drop them off at the Nightclub!

Location - The Nightclub: Annie, Deadshot

Once dropped off, the girl and man stood before a fancy, savvy title hanging over the entrance and a few people lined up who were dressed in a fashion made for partying. Some looked like celebrities with the jewelry on them while others seemed from downtown just wanting a good time. "So... what is it exactly did you have in mind?"

She tugged on her jacket's hoodie to spread out only to place it over her head. Despite she had her Military Corps outfit on, underneath it was a white jacket. It seemed Annie didn't want to stand out for some reason.

Shadow Operative Building Training Room

Room 7: Slindis, Angelus, Ton Ton, Caim

Slindis knew from the rather heated response from Angelus that she needed to do what she could to try bringing Angelus down to a more manageable level.

"Should've chosen a better turn of the phrase... I don't want you to hold anything back in this training. If I can see how you tend to fight, I can get you a style that's both workable and extremely practical for you. After instilling competence in Teri, anything else would be a simple task." With that, she grabbed a sturdy and well-balanced four foot long Iron pole for her use in the training

The most difficult in this training would be finding a way to redirect Angelus' fury towards fighting better; blindly slashing and stabbing might work, but it was a bad habit to instill in anyone because of all of the openings it provided.


Room 1: Devon, Garm, Yu

ALthough she was still a bit snuffly from the allergies, she nodded and stroked Garm's fur, touched by the Wolf's thoughts. "Oh, it should be fine -achoo- for you to come along. Would you want that, Yu? He's really a very smart companion, if the speaking wasn't enough to show that."


Room 4: Ella, Cadolbolg

Her face burst out into a wide grin at the Dragon being able to come along and gave him a light hug. "We'll find something you'll like, I'm sure of it. Want to grab Devon now? It's sure to be a great night out!" With that, the search was on to find Devon and Narukami for their one night out before starting on their task.


Rising Dawn: Mel, David, Teri, Toyotama, Sadei

"You really have to ask that? If you can keep someone at range, it doesn't matter how skilled they are: You can just look for the right place to shoot. You want to complain about not being able to do anything right? Then find ways to surprise people! That's how you become threats to people, and I know that's how you can become more of a threat to me. After all, I can't even touch your skills with guns - go ahead and bring that one weapon up, but they really are equalizers. Why don't you see it?

Just fight dirty and you'll get a one-up over most assholes we fight as well as most of the people here. In fights, honor's only as good as the other person against you. take advantage of that! Use stuff that tears them apart, make bullets that churn up the insides, coat them in poisons or strong reagents, anything to get that one-up on them!" The Elf was clearly annoyed that she even had to spell this out. After all, she thought he'd known this from the start. It was what she'd been taught, after all, and it'd kept her alive all this time.


Tama's rather boisterous response was met with a rather firm rebuttal from Sadei, keeping the both of them from overtaking Teri's mind in their argument.
"Really? I think some disabling ones could work here as well. After all, we could make things easier by slowing down a lot compared to attacking one. With that name, though? Toyotama's really the most fitting there."

Location - The Nightclub: Annie, Deadshot

"Excuse me, coming though, VIP, MOAR IMPORTANT THEN YOU!" Deadshot explained as he pulled Annie though the line, shoving a few actual VIPs to the ground in the process while swiping a pair of sunglasses.
"{Excuse me! Sir! you are not allowed in-}"
"Screw off! I make more money in a month then you do in a minute! I HAVE SPORTS VIDEOS TO SING! NO YOU CAN'T HAVE MY AUTOGRAPH!" He shouted at the bouncer before prying the pair of them inside the club.
As the Titan Shifter had no doubt never been inside a club before, the Sudden rush of lights And sounds would be alien to her.
All the while, Deadshot guided her from the door to the bar.
"2 OF THE STRONGEST DRINKS YOU GOT, SERVED WITH THE 2ND STRONGEST!" He ordered for the both of them and the next thing Annie knew, she had a strange concoction in a glass handed to her.
"SEE! ISN'T THIS MUCH BETTER THEN SLEEPING!?"
"WHAT?!"
"EXACTLY!"

Location - Nightclub: Deadshot, Annie

"SEE! ISN'T THIS MUCH BETTER THEN SLEEPING!?"
"WHAT?!"
"EXACTLY!"

The bartender must of had a strong sense of hearing to know exactly what Deadshot shouted because the nightclub was extremely loud. The music with those beats drumming into Annie's ears and the flashing rays of lights that make up the rainbow spiraling all across the room in no specific pattern or order at all. It made Annie pretty nervous despite she was a calm, confident soldier.

A few people started filling in, taking up the bar stools next to both Deadshot and Annie. A macho guy on the left of Annie, and a very skinny, goth-like girl next to Deadshot. When the bartender slid both of them their drinks, Annie merely stared while Deadshot just jumped right in drinking the glass with his head tilt high.

"... Aren't you going to check to see if i'm qualified for drinking?..." The bartender ignored her, let alone no one caring how old she was at this bar. Even Annie was aware you had to be a certain age to drink.
Though she simply examined the drink, only to feel a pat against her back. The guy next to her suggested, "I can tell it's your first time- but drink up! You're going to remember this night trust me." He got his drink and instantly drunk it like a horse.

Annie was hesitant. Why did people want her to drink for? When she decided to take a sip, her body flinched. The taste was so much stronger then she ever tasted in any other beverages. It sizzled on her tongue and the alcohol was stronger then the drink itself.
"Deadshot. Deadshot?!" She started yelling, only for Deadshot to be on his 2nd drink.
"DEADSHOT!"

"YYEAHHH?!"
"I might just head back-" Suddenly, the guy next to her puts an arm around her shoulder and face a little to close. "No-no... you can't stop now babe! I know it's scary, I know... but you just got to stick with it. You're out already and here, stay around beauty." The grim look Annie gave this man did not phase him. He was on his 3rd drink while the woman next to Deadshot was getting close to him too.
I swear to god...

Location - Nightclub: Deadshot, Annie

"HEY!...WANT TO KNOW HOW I GOT THESE SCARS?!" Deadshot shouted to the Goth beside him, showing off the face half of his face was missing as Annie tried her drink.
"I might just head back-" He barely heard before the man next to her began making moves.
"LOOK ANNIE! GIVE IT AN HOUR THEN YOU CAN HEAD BACK! COME ON, YOU'VE BEEN HERE FOR LESS THEN 5 MINUTES AND YOU'VE ALREADY MADE A NEW FRIEND! YOU'RE SOCIALIZING! SOCIALIZING IS FUN! THUS! YOU ARE HAVING FUN!" He shouted over at his "Partner in Crime" as the fact she wasn't having "Fun" flew right over his head.
"HEY! WATCH MY SEAT!" He then asked as he stood up on the Counter.

"ATTENTION FELLOW PARTY ANIMALS! FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY! I! DEAD! MOTHER-FUCKING! SHOT!" He spoke as he pulled out the credit card he "Borrowed" from that agent back at the Shadow Operatives Building.
"AM PAYING FOR ALL THE DRINKS! DJ! SPIN THAT SHIT!" He finished before handing it over to the Bartender as the entire building went insane and he just cursed some poor hard working agent to a bar tab he could never hope to pay for.
Annie didn't know much about partying, but Deadshot sure as hell did as he got down from the counter and resumed his advances.
"SO YEAH! RICH! YOUNG! LONELY! AND YOURS!" He shouted at the Goth, hoping his gesture helped his case a little.

Rising Dawn: Mel, David, Teri

"......I almost forgot you were a minor psychopath." David sighed, realizing that he was asking a kid that knew more about war and combat then he did.
"I mean, What the hell am I supposed to do against a dragon? Or that Titan bitch? Hell! That fucking dog of Teri's can tear me to SHREDS! You want me to just carry a damn mortar with me where-ever I go!?" He then stated as he stood up, starting to get angry now.
"A WEAPON IS ONLY AS GOOD AS THE ONE USING IT! AND I HAVE SHOWN JUST HOW GOOD I AM! TIME! AFTER! TIME!" He then lashed out, flipping over a desk covered in empty bottles and cans.
"DON'T YOU GET IT!? I'M A DAMN FAILURE! I SPENT MY ENTIRE LIFE GETTING TO WHERE I AM AND YOU ARE 10 TIMES THE SOLDIER I'LL EVER BE!"

Rising Dawn: Mel, David

"Dragons? You perforate the wings to rob them of flight and use their grounded state to your advantage since you don't have to be anywhere near! With that Titan, you take her eyes out and then target the arteries and veins from range since they still need blood to live! With the wolf, you overwhelm it with smells then use a Flashbang since again you don't have to be in CQC! For Khyber's sake, BE INVENTIVE! QUIT BITCHING AND MOANING AND DO SOMETHING TO CHANGE IT! FUCK, I'LL TEACH YOU IF IT HELPS YOU GET OVER IT!" Melethia was clearly irate at this point, channeling a good bit of R Lee Ermey as she tried to get it through David's skull that his weapon could be a fantastic one if he thought outside the box with it. Right now, she could think of a couple dozen different ways she could have used them back at her old home,

Location Nightclub: Annie, Deadshot

"LOOK ANNIE! GIVE IT AN HOUR THEN YOU CAN HEAD BACK! COME ON, YOU'VE BEEN HERE FOR LESS THEN 5 MINUTES AND YOU'VE ALREADY MADE A NEW FRIEND! YOU'RE SOCIALIZING! SOCIALIZING IS FUN! THUS! YOU ARE HAVING FUN!"

He can't be serious...

"HEY! WATCH MY SEAT!" He then asked as he stood up on the Counter.

"ATTENTION FELLOW PARTY ANIMALS! FOR ONE NIGHT ONLY! I! DEAD! MOTHER-FUCKING! SHOT!"

No.. Deadshot! No! NO-

"AM PAYING FOR ALL THE DRINKS! DJ! SPIN THAT SHIT!" He finished before handing it over to the Bartender as the entire building went insane and he just cursed some poor hard working agent to a bar tab he could never hope to pay for.
Annie didn't know much about partying, but Deadshot sure as hell did as he got down from the counter and resumed his advances.
"SO YEAH! RICH! YOUNG! LONELY! AND YOURS!" He shouted at the Goth, hoping his gesture helped his case a little.

"It's so loud in here I can't even think straight." No one heard her sadly, nor what the conversation was between Annie and this man for everyone screamed, clashing to get all the drinks and booze one can consume. Guys laughed hysterically, women started bobbing their heads with the bodies moving closely to the men's front... sexually.

With some beer slipping out of the tall guy's mouth from drinking it straight up, gulping what's left of the bottle itself he sighed loudly and hugged Annie all the closer. "Your so'h beautyful sweetfy... oh'a yeah I know what you need on your first night....."

He dragged her hand to his leg, for intentions only Annie could guess.
"..."

"Ohhh~ you bought everyone here drinks? Oh my god my friends are going to be so envious when they hear the things i'm doing tonight with a rich man." The goth girl mentioned, having a finger trace along Deadshot's chest. If Annie had a meter for how uncomfortable, irritated, and simply upset... it would be in the 'DANGER' zone.

Suddenly, Annie felt the man's hand rise up... to her chest. He was groping her.
"I have this really nice.. *hic*, for us'h.. .. I think you'll like riding it."
That was when Annie snapped at him with a glare so vile, even the drunken dude could tell he was in trouble.

With the hand on Annie's chest, she grabbed it with one and pushed his thumb inward, breaking it instantly.
Before the guy could simply shout (even though it was a very noisy Nightclub anyways), Annie elbowed the guy in his throat causing him to fall back on his stool and to the ground, holding his neck with both hands. She simply got off and started socking him left and right in the face, her knuckles getting bloodied. When some security guards noticed, they came to take her off only to meet with a foot smashing one in the chin and the other backhanded in the nose. Annie was fighting everyone who got to close to her despite she was only 5.3 feet tall. When one of the security guards tried to get up, Annie slammed her foot onto his face several times with other people watching- some in fear, others rooting madly for her.

bluecrimson:
"Yeah, just like that. Not too hard, and it'll take some time to work with it. Just show Constance about it, since magic's a no-no with it around. I'd not want to see her die to them, since I don't know how good she is with a blade."

Som strugged as he watched the young elf leave the Training Area before turning to glare at Constance, who only seemed to shrink under the intense stare, before shaking his head at her. It seemed that the crew of the Airship called Rising Dawn were not all that different from the Hunter's Ward and the Hunter himself, they were taken to strange new realms without being given much option or say in the matter.

"Learn or you will die. Then what will the death of your family have meant?" Hunter Waterford stated simply before leaving the Training Room out the same door as the elf did. He had neither the time nor the patience to teach the Vampire anything and there was something on his mind that bothered him immensely.

As he walked down the halls of the facility, where ever they were, he pulled out the small crystaline amulet that had served as his protector and found it to be the gem to be dull and inert, appearing far different than he had ever seen it but it did explain much.

"(So this is how Artemis was able to be summoned.)" Som thought to himself as he tucked the gem back under his leather armor. As he continued to walk, he balked at the idea of having to summon some magical being to do battle for him. As a Hunter he had always relied on the skills that he had been taught and learned in the field. He had, however seen the damage that the summoned Huntress was capable of producing. Opening the door to what appeared to be a mess hall, he decided that he would only use it, meaning the Summoned Persona, when the situation needed. He did not want to be too reliant upon something that could fail at any time.


TheMehKingdom:
"He-hey. Girl... Constance, was your name.. that's right. Why am I forgetting? Constance, why do you look so distant. Is something wrong?"

The Vampire's crimson eyes, which had been previously focused on the Evoker device that still sat on the floor, flicked up to meet those of Cz.

"(Go ahead. Tell her that you're hearing voices in your head now and that you're scared to go into battle, that you've always been scared but you were able to pull through it somehow but you don't know if you can anymore. Tell her that you're scared of dying and that everytime you disappear, you have visions of your world on a path towards destruction and even with this knowledge, you're in no position to help it pull itself out of the hole that it's heading towards." Said the venomous voice in the back of Constance's mind.

FOrcing a smile to light up her face, The Raven Haired Vampire nodded.

"I'm fine, thank you Cz. This disappearing and reappearing act disorient me somewhat and it takes me a bit to get back to feeling like myself again." The Faux Cat-Eared vampire stated in a voice that sang of sunshine and rainbows and lollipops.

"Why do you ask? Is there something wrong with my face?" Constance asked, continuing to smile as she picked up the evoker device and handed it to Teddy. She might not have learned to use it or what her Persona, or whatever they were calling it, was but she couln not help but feel that the device would come in handy in the future.

As she and Cz stood there, Jenny entered the training room and started talking to Cz about her large Persona, causing Constance to breathe a sigh of relief that the attention had been taken off of her for the time being.

Location Nightclub: Annie, Deadshot, Goth chick

"And all my rich friends are going to be so envious when they hear the things i'm doing tonight to you..." Deadshot smoothly said as cries of pain began to drown out his horrible pick up lines and draw attention from the rich VIP persona he was trying to make.
Cringing as the sounds of cracking bones reached his ears, He said"...Hold that thought my black little rose..." before finishing his drink and getting up right as a few bouncers with nightsticks showed up.
"Oh boy...Fun police. Fun fun FUN!" he shouted before throwing his glass at the face of one advancing on Annie, blinding him with broken glass before connecting with a hard right to one beside him.

The crowd reacted to the fight as any good party going crowd would: spreading out to create a round "Ring" or sorts, getting a front row view of the duo beating down the Bouncers.
"This wasn't what I had in mind, but I'm not one to turn down a good scrap!" He mentioned to his partner in crime as the next bunch came in.

Rising Dawn: Mel, David

"I'VE TRIED THAT DAMMIT! BUT NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS, THE STAKES JUST GET HIGHER AND HIGHER AND I ONLY HAVE TO FAIL ONCE FOR THE WHOLE WORLD TO GO TO SHIT!" David shouted back, now getting into a full blown yelling match with Melethia, someone who was faster, stronger, better equipped, better trained, better connected and half his age.
After taking a moment to compose himself after that rant, he massaged his head as he looked down.
"...Sorry, Look....I've just been having a REALLY bad day...And this..."Job" if you can even call it take...Christ above, I just wish I could tag out, just for a month or two..."

Location - Nightclub: Deadshot, Goth Girl, Annie

"This wasn't what I had in mind, but I'm not one to turn down a good scrap!" He mentioned to his partner in crime as the next bunch came in. Just how many security guards did this place hire exactly? Usually there's only few if not about a dozen at most.

".. I'll take the blame if the crew finds out about this incident- but... you were the one that thought bringing someone like me into this club would go smoothly." After all, some people are just not the party type. A bouncer came charging right at Annie only for a swift kick to the leg made the man fall onto his knees and go head first into the crowd of people who formed a circle around them.
Somehow, one managed to slip by and punch Deadshot in the back, the other one in the corner of Annie's eye held her arms behind, as a skinnier but bald headed bouncer tried holding onto one of Annie's leg which made her lift up with her body struggling.

She was in range of the bouncer behind holding her arm's, allowing her to rock her head back with a headbutt making the bouncer lose his gripe. This was Annie's opportunity as she sprung up with the other leg and kicked the dude who was holding her leg to fly a foot backwards. At this point, the crowd was going wild.

Two bouncers came into the ring and tried uppercutting Annie, only for her to dodge. Swiftly placing a leg under the man's foot, she jabbed his stomach twice along with the eye's location like a boxer and dodged only using her upper body while locking her foot with his, making it hard for the other bouncer to reach Annie. When he finally got his foot loose, Annie placed her thumb between the man's arm and shot her palm into his shoulder, dislocating the arm entirely. The bouncer cried out, and Annie used that moment to send her leg into the man's chest causing him to fall into the other bouncer... both falling onto the ground. It was clear this girl was really skilled in fighting along with boxing, especially kick boxing.

As for Deadshot... well, that goth girl was standing on the bar's counter recording this with her Iphone and shouting, "I'm uploading this to Youtube- OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU HUBBY!!"

Location - Nightclub: Deadshot, Goth Girl, Annie

Between avoiding swings and punches Deadshot managed to get in "Hey, can you honestly say you are having a bad time right now?" in response to Annie's statement.
While the merc wasn't as skilled as she was, he did know enough about both kicking the shit out of someone and getting the shit kicked out of himself to know the ropes of these sort of showdowns.
Managing to get one of the Nightsticks, he was able to beat back any that Annie hadn't already sent to the A&E, he wasn't going to be taking down any black belts soon, but he could hold his own.

Taking his opponents back towards the bar, he then picked up a pair of glass bottles, smashing them both open at the same time to dual wield a pair of sharp objects.
"Go on! Give the YT-Audience something to flag!" he taunted for his adoring fan to record.
When the pair of them engaged, he jammed one bottle into No.1's right arm while giving No.2 a bit of budget facial reconstruction surgery.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! HE AIN'T PRETTY NO MORE!" He gloated as Annie finished off the last of her group, leaving an impressive pile of broken bodies.

In a rare instance of him actually remembering something someone had said to him, he then hatched a little surprise for her.
Walking up beside her and taking her arm, he raised it up into the air and just before she was able to snap his arm like a twig, he shouted "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, A STANDING OVATION FOR OUR NEW HEAVY-WEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!"

ANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNIEE LEOOOONHAAARDTT!


Needless to say, the crowd went wild as this unknown woman managed to beat down on the staff of the nightclub they were in, chanting and clapping and cheering her name.
Fading from the crowd to let her bask in her well-earned glory, Deadshot returned to the Goth, waving to the camera and saying "And everyone lived happily ever after. The End." as she finished recording before sitting down next to her and wrapping an arm around her.
"Because who doesn't like a Happy Ending? And I'm told I give quote "Wonderful" Happy Endings" He teased as he went to lock lips.
Deadshot might be one the lowest people the Rising Dawn had ever met, but he knew how to party...

Location - Nightclub: Deadshot, Annie, Goth Girl

Swiping a foot and tripping the last bouncer before drilling her knuckle right into his rib cage, she managed to take down a lot of people today without exactly breaking a sweat. When gazing around for any surprises, she suddenly felt someone grab her arm. She was about to pull the arm over her shoulder only to bend the wrist inward- however it was Deadshout who got the first draw in by shouting.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, A STANDING OVATION FOR OUR NEW HEAVY-WEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!"

ANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNIEE LEOOOONHAAARDTT!

Luckily, she was stunned to not commence in breaking Deadshot's wrist (she wouldn't take action just to be brutal but her instincts would kick in to quickly for her to recognize it was Deadshot grabbing her arm.) and scanned the room with a surprised expression.

People were cheering her on, many throwing their arms up and popping their 'free' beer glasses against each other... some so drunk that they've shattered their's when clashing glasses in celebration. Once she realized the fight was over, Deadshot was smooching on the goth girl. Not only that, she climbed over to his lap and wrapped her arms around him, making out.

I'm probably a bad person for enjoying that brawl...
"..." She gave a small, slightly noticeable cracked smile on the side of her mouth before taking the booth next to Deadshot and his 'new' girlfriend apparently. Oddly, her glass was still there without being touched and still remained almost full. Taking the glass, she decided to chug it until it was finished because... fighting gets you parched. So, with that... she drank the entire glass but flinched from such a strong taste.

Turning to Deadshot, she admitted, "I'm not going to say this often, but I admired how you fought fended off security to ensure my safety. I salute you Deadshot.." Saying that, she held her empty glass in hopes he would tap his with her's.

Competition.
Dr. Killjoy (Shawn/Wanderer).
Location: Out of Nightclub ... directly outside of the nightclub.

"And I will always kiiiiiiiiiill yoooooooooooooooouuuuuuuuuuuu~!!!"

Howled the Wanderer as he looked at the moon. The revving of a vehicle buzzed around him as a Whitney Houston song blasted out of the vehicle's speakers. Looking down from the cab of said vehicle, the Wanderer could see a Japanese couple in a much smaller car directly looking at him. It was not every day when you see an armored foreigner yell a line from a Whitney Houston song. Meeting their gaze back, the couple could easily feel the cold touch of fear all over them.

"Hai~!" He briefly said, the couple screamed and drove quickly as the lights turned green.
Shrugging, the Wanderer switched gears on his giant truck and began to drive forward very fast. The current song ended and was replaced by a popular song which was born in this country. The Doctor began rocking out to the song too.

The Wanderer now was taking up his new title of "Dr.Killjoy" and is currently tracking Deadshot. Not to kill him, not to experiment on him ... but just to fuck his day up in total. The Wanderer will keep his word, but he won't mind breaking a few teeth and some of the few remaining brain cells of the assassin that made the grave mistake of backstabbing a violent, insane mutated human who has cheated death many times.

"He should be directly in front of me ..." The good Doctor was looking down at his Pip-Boy, yet he was too cocky with the distance and his own driving ability. Looking up the front doors of the club came into view ... very quickly. "Hey, there it is!" He smiled inside his helmet, the Doctor did not know the concept of being scared ... actually, his trigger had already been flipped. "I wonder if they have those little martini umbrell-SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT" Was the last thought he had before smashing right through the front doors of the building.

"Helloooooooo, Japan!"

Was the first thing the maniac said as the truck found itself not only surrounded by shocked people ... but it was right in the middle of the dance floor. "Uhh ... anyone have insurance?" He said hopping out of the truck cap and right onto the dance floor. Many voices spoke in Japanese, in which the Wanderer only shrugged as he made his way to the bar. "Ugh ... I'll take a ... hey where are you going!?" He yelled as he tried to order something but the bartender ran away.

Grumbling to himself, he grabbed a bottle of Whiskey and walked towards Deadshot and the Gothgirl.
Still, everyone in the club was still mostly shocked that a truck came through the front door and the driver turned out to be this guy. The bouncers were even shocked, they soon will try to restrain him but ... yeah that won't work well.
"You heard the man, don't fuck with me!" He said towards the crowd which could not hear the writings of myself.

The Doctor threw his helmet back in his inventory (Which looked like it faded in a puff of smoke) and started to drink the Whiskey. If this is him in his TRIGGER/insane mode, he had already drank and took many of his own consumables.

Yu Narukami, Devon and Garm.
Location: Personaverse | Shadow Operative Building, shadow room 1 | Tatsumi Port Island, Japan

Looking at the big wolf, Yu was calm as ever. "I have no problem, the more the merrier as they say." He said to both the girl and big wolf. "Although we should meet up with Kirijo-san and Yamagishi-san, they will want to hear a report about our session. All of you went well, although I will need to meet up with David-san at one point. The Shadow was accepted but can he use his Persona?" Yu began to think to himself but returned to the conversation with a gasp of air.

"Well ... lets meet up with everyone else before we go to Mitsuru. That is my suggestion." Yu pointed to the door but reminded himself that he was not the leader of this whole thing, another reminder about his time in Inaba. Yu's face was still calm but his eyes could tell the right person that he was lonely.

Shadow Operative Building

Room 1: Devon, Garm, Yu

Devon certainly seemed to agree with Yu's idea of meeting with Mitsuru. "I agree, if only to give a better idea to her. Who knows? She could also toss us a bit of cash, and that would be real nice.

If you're talking about David, though... Maaaaybe we can give him some space. You know, like what happened with the other Shadows? That stuff tired all of the other Natural users out from what I remember." The choice of words was a bit off, though... why would Devon say 'all of the other users' instead of just herself and Teri?


Room 4: Ella, Cadolbolg

It didn't take too long for the two to get to a meeting point for Devon and Yu.


Rising Dawn: Mel, David, Teri, Toyotama, Sadei

"Somehow I don't think that you even heard a word I said. You expect any one of us to fully hold this ship together? DO you think that any one of us alone could do that? What I'm asking for you to do with this is have an open mind. Is that so hard?" She was just about done with arguing with this brick wall.


Location - Nightclub: Wanderer, Annie, Deadshot, Goth Girl

Right when Annie held the glass midway to tap against Deadshot's- the most unexpected thing happened. Someone drove their car into the nightclub, crashing through and got the vehicle to sit in the middle of the dance floor. That's when she heard a very recognizable voice.

"Helloooooooo, Japan!"

".. What??" When looking behind her, the expression she usually has couldn't be kept. She couldn't contain her utter shock by the fact the Doctor was here, in the flesh. Luckily, no one was hurt and most were going even crazier (despite most were bewildered if not speechless) about this night. Must of been the craziest night they've had at this nightclub that's for sure.
"You heard the man, don't fuck with me!"

Annie sighed when he said that, since basically all the bouncers except maybe one or two were beaten to the inch of their life hanging on the balance. "I'm.. not even sure how to properly greet you at this time Doctor.. i'm taken back by everything that's happened here. I doubt nightclubs are usually this out of control."

However, she wasn't in a bad nor cold mood which lead to her patting the bar stool on her right side. It was an invitation of the Doctor sitting there- also was quite hilarious that the goth girl was just staring at the Doctor now with a dumb founded look despite she was holding onto Deadshot like they were a couple.

By this point, some people gathered around the interesting trio and wanted to brag about how awesome that little fight was, but Annie did scare them... I mean, a 5.3 foot girl brutally jacked up a bunch of trained, muscular men who are now on the floor out cold.


Dr. Killjoy (Shawn/Wanderer), Deadshot and Annie.
Location: Bar | Partly ruined nightclub.

Looking around, the Doctor just shrugged as he took the seat and began to sip the Whiskey bottle. Whilst looking around he could spot the Goth girl looking at him. "Hey, keep those eyes to yourself or I'm taking them with me ... with him." The Wanderer pointed to the possibly drunk and horny Deadshot. "So ... this is a "Nightclub" ... weird. A place for people to dance sexually and drink to death. Greeeeeat~." He said sarcastically as he looked at the shocked patrons of the club.

Ignoring them he looked at Annie. "I'm just wondering why you are here ... with him. I mean I know you guys are friends after being locked up for so long but ... he exactly ain't a good guy, I mean he screwed me over so I made it my mission to screw him over ... forever ... or until one of us die. So that is how I got here, I tracked him here, my insane personality took over and ... yeah." The Doctor's eyes went towards the half destroyed truck which was still on the dance floor, still spilling the song that was playing.

"Honestly ... sometimes I hate it when my trigger is pulled. I feel ... overwhelmed by everything." He admitted to Annie ... or the drink and drugs was coming into a later stage.

Yu Narukami, Devon and Garm.
Location: Personaverse | Shadow Operative Building, shadow room 1 | Tatsumi Port Island, Japan

"I never thought I'd see any of you in person"
"That stuff tired all of the other Natural users out from what I remember"

Are the sentences that made Yu curious. "Yeah, space would be good for David's case and I am sure that Kirijo-san can give us some spending money ... I would like to buy myself some origami paper." Confessed Yu but then he decided to hit right on the mark. "What do you mean "All of the other natural users"?" Asked Yu, the intelligence he gained from Inaba was still in the works.

"You say some pretty strange things, you looked surprised when you first saw me as if you know me personally and you know quite a sum of Persona knowledge ever though you are not from this universe ... " Yu asked again but in a serious tone ask the party reached the exit of the Shadow Room. His memories from when he was in their world was jumbled, only now he could see a dark hand grip his throat. This group could know more, but Yu wanted to know how much information they truly had.

"Who are you exactly?" Yu tried to place the final nail on the coffin, he wanted to know more about these people. Yu himself was not trying to pry anything out, he wanted to trust everyone, yet he needed to know.

Shadow Operative Building

Room 1: Devon, Garm, Yu

The girl had the clear look of a deer caught in the headlights, and there was the clear pause of someone trying to think of what to say next. "I'm Devon Hauxwell... From America. I wish I could give you a picture of where exactly, but odds are it isn't there. There's just been a lot more that's happened this last week, things I wouldn't want you to find out about firsthand. Maybe we can just head out around the port island? I really don't want to keep Ella waiting - she'd make me pay for all the shopping and stuff if that happened.

Is that okay? We can talk a little bit more out there, if it's okay..." She'd certainly answered the student's question, but she wasn't quite skilled enough to do too much more bluffing to hide how she spoke. If Narukami had to place it, it felt more like he was talking to Naoto before having faced down her shadow. Not to mention her Persona was a man as well...


Room 1: Ella, Cadolbolg, Yu, Devon

"Devi, Narukami, are you two ready to light up the nightclubs? Even a Karaoke Bar would be awesome~!" THe wavy-haired demi-succubus skipped over to Yu's and Deon's side, wrapping an arm around the two to relieve the tension and create a better mood all-around.

Personaverse
Location: Training Room 2

Cz | Jenny | Constance

Jenny shook Cz's attention from Constance. She looked up and Veles when jenny motioned toward it. The persona was still blasting away, this time letting loose two or three beams concurrently from it's focusing dish. An angel of death, were Angels machines.

"I think so..." Cz answered after a short pause. It was hard to keep thinking about Constance now that her mind was filled with new thoughts. How strange that her subroutines were preoccupied. "It does bear more than a passing resemblance to my own Divine Form." Cz blinked and looked at Jenny, "Would you have one as well?"

Yu Narukami, Ella, Cadolbolg, Devon and Garm.
Location: Personaverse | Shadow Operative Building, shadow room 1 | Tatsumi Port Island, Japan

Before leaving the room, Yu was suspicious just like when he had to share a tent with Kanji ... just without all the caution. Undoubtedly there was a girl in front of him, yet the name only made him more confused and suspicious, with the quotes he remembered before did not help that. Mentally shrugging, Yu was tired along with everyone else from today and some bonding will surely help this doubt lingering inside his head.

When they left the room another girl came along, "Ella" is what Devon said before. Cracking a small smile, Yu was comfortable for about a second, then he remembered that one incident back in the Inaba case. Risa took them to a club and they apparently had alcoholic drinks which changed Yu ... but they were not at all alcoholic. In the end of that night the gray haired boy listed it as "Getting drunk off the atmosphere".

"Hopefully they will allow me in, I'm still underage ... and I don't exactly have good memories of clubs." Yu laughed, he wouldn't mind whatever would go down. "But first, we need to get some funds off Kirijo-san." he spoke to the group following him. They began to travel to the office where Mitsuru was, as they climbed into the elevator the tight space got to Yu. Two girls and himself, this does not seem good for him, he was forever going to remain loyal to Chie ... or he would get his ass kicked.

The elevator started to travel upwards and the view of the city was witnessed. "Uh, nice view ... isn't it?" Yu Said nervously, he had no idea if he made it worse for himself or not.

Rising Dawn: David's room: David West

"...Right, just...Hard to be open when the even the fucking gender of the people you are working with are competely subject to change..." David sighed, wishing that something on this ship would be static and unchanging.
"...Okay....Super Weapon...lets start there..." He then said as he fixed back up his desk, clearing it of all the junk that was on it.
"...You want it one or 2 handed?" He asked, hoping to change the topic from his own mental state for a while.

Nightclub: Deadshot

Taking a moment away from his date to return the toast, Deadshot then said "So what was all that stuff about being weak?...because, all I'm seeing is a floor full of people that seem to be a LOT weaker then you. What about you? Think my friend here is weak?....
...Also, what is you name? I feel like I should have asked that earlier..."

Then, it happened.
A huge Semi Truck crashed into the side of the building, ending up on the dance floor beside the dozens of bodies Annie and Deadshot had just racked up.
"....Well, this is a second..." He mused until he watched the man get out: Doctor S.
"...oh shit..." he said, clearly un-nerved by the fact that crazy asshole managed to track him down in the first place.
"Hey, keep those eyes to yourself or I'm taking them with me ... with him." Shawn warned before he sat down, frightening the poor girl before he began his binge.
As the mad on explained that his only goal in life now was to the constantly track and screw Deadshot over, the assassin borrowed his date's phone and texted something on the screen.

As the doctor and Annie taked, he held it up where she could see it and it read:
Taking the truck, getting out of here before shit goes shit. Coming?
He was keen on getting out while he still could.

Practice Room #2: Jenny

"...Yeah, I can see that..." Jenny said as she watched that flying mecha effortlessly take down the weak Shadows.
"Just was wondering what was going on. Usually a machine shouting "Exterminate" is a bad thing...I think I have one, but I've too busy to really check. Besides, I think Shadows won't be a problem with the likes of THAT around." She explained as she watched the flying Kill Bot overhead.
It was then she finally noticed Som and Constance.
"Oh hey! Wow, Thought you had left. What happened? eat some more Sushi that didn't agree with you?" She teased, remembering the last time that they disappeared.

Location - Nightclub: Annie, Deadshot, Wanderer, Goth Girl

"..." Ignoring them he looked at Annie. "I'm just wondering why you are here ... with him. I mean I know you guys are friends after being locked up for so long but ... he exactly ain't a good guy, I mean he screwed me over so I made it my mission to screw him over ... forever ... or until one of us die. So that is how I got here, I tracked him here, my insane personality took over and ... yeah." The Doctor's eyes went towards the half destroyed truck which was still on the dance floor, still spilling the song that was playing.

"Honestly ... sometimes I hate it when my trigger is pulled. I feel ... overwhelmed by everything." He admitted to Annie ... or the drink and drugs was coming into a later stage.

"I'm not going to judge you by any means Doctor... however..." Annie stated, leaning to get herself a bottle of wine that was closest and poured herself 12 ounces. "This 'man' you speak of, stuck his neck out for me. When Rugal was waterboarding me with gasoline, Deadshot had the nerve to disrupt him. I consider his actions worthy of my time. Even in the nightclub when I was assaulted, Deadshot stood by me fending off the security. This is why I am alongside him."

As Annie finished, she noticed from the corner of her eye that Deadshot held the goth's cellphone with text on it:
Taking the truck, getting out of here before shit goes shit. Coming?
He was keen on getting out while he still could.

Without giving away any forms of expression since the Doctor might notice... Annie closed her eyes and sipped the glass with a soft breath afterwards. She turned to the Doctor and stated towards him, "By the way... I see an officer of the law behind you. I'm going to assume he wants to charge you for crashing into this nightclub and causing property damage." When the Doctor looked, no one was there.

When he looked back at Annie, she was no longer there at the bar stool nor was Deadshot and the goth girl at their stool.
Suddenly he heard a metal cling, like when you shut your car door. Were they taking his truck?

"My name is Izami and wow we're seriously stealing that guy's car? I'm totally turned on right now."

Annie while buckling up, had a grossed out expression. Not entirely obvious expression, but her eyes winced from such a comment.

Location - Nightclub: Annie, Deadshot, Wanderer, Izami

Taking Izami's hand, Deadshot sprinted to the Truck after Annie got him an opening.
"No. We're seriously stealing that guy's Truck, There is a subtle difference!" He laughed as the trio go in before starting the engine.
"Hold on! This might suck!" he warned before kicking it in reverse, the tires squealing as they drove over the tiles of the dance floor and the rubble of the crash, leaving the building before Doktor Von Buzzkill could jump onto the truck or something like that.
Don't fire, don't fire, don't fire, don't fire He thought as he did this, knowing Wanderer's large collection of explosive weapons and praying that the public area (And the fact that a Civilian, Izami, was on board) would be enough to stop him from using one of them.

Once he was out, he kept reversing before spinning the truck around 180o before tearing up the road away from the Nightclub.
"They have my Credit Card details, they can charge it out of that." He chuckled as his getaway seemed to work.
He would REALLY late to be the owner of that card right about now...

You chose ... unwisely.
Dr. Killjoy (Shawn/Wanderer).
Location: Bar | Partly ruined nightclub.

Drinking the Whiskey had no use on the Wanderer, he was mutated to a point where he cannot get drunk or high.
All the perks he had gained for all of the years of were the reason why, this was so he can combat easier since such drinks and drugs bring up his stats. The bottle of alcohol was easily finished and the Doctor just shrugged off the taste. Noticing the truck's sounds made him only wonder. "Hmm so it still works ... hopefully they don't find the corpse of that Japanese mob member. Hehe~"

The Doctor mumbled in a happy state, little did they know that his other self was back. The one who wanted to do something ... fun. The one that was insane, although he could control himself he was not bothered to. Pulling out another drug from his back, he easily inserted the needle and plunged it within himself. It was the drug known as Psycho, essentially this can make him even crazier if it had a effect on the Doctor, lucky enough it doesn't make him go evil psycho crazy bonkers on everyone.

"Hey ... wait for me! I just want to talk ... I think?" He questioned himself. The actual owner of the club busted into the club with not just himself, but with a whole group of Yakuza. They surrounded the Wanderer and started to blast their own comments at him. One even dared to try and pick up the Wanderer ... but seeing how he is carrying a whole armory on him, they had little luck. The good Doctor decided to take action. Picking up the man who tried to pick HIM up by the neck, he decided give him a little nap ... a dirt one at that.

Plunging him down for a choke slam, the Yakuza that the Doctor had was actually already dead. Stopping before the slam, he sighed, he had crushed the windpipe of the poor bloke already. Letting him go the Wanderer began to skip away, "Sorry about that guy, he had one hell of a weak neck. Have that faceless asshole pay for all of this. His name is Deadshot, look him up and do something, I dunno ... just don't go after me. CAUSE I'LL FUCKIN' KILL YA!" The Good Doctor laughed crazy-like as he left.

[Terrifying Presence Activated]

Shortly as he left the Doctor could here many scream of terror as he left. It seems he not only scared the mobsters.
Shrugging and noting that the truck is totally gone, the Wanderer could only laugh as he equipped his jetpack and shishkabab and started to follow the trail of a smelly "Deadshot ... I'll give him a fucking truth shot when I grab him ... maybe all of them.." He pondered as he boosted all along the roads to find them.

He had already placed the three of them on his "I don't give a fuck about" list. Betraying the Lone Wanderer was probably the dumbest thing you could do seeing how he could survive bullets to the head. Igniting his flaming sword, he sighed.

Location - Speeding Down Nightclub Street: Wanderer, Deadshot, Annie, Goth Girl

While she was in the backseat, she could tell that this may of not been going so well after the Doctor had arrived. Booking it was probably going to make them regret this decision later, despite the goth girl in the front seat with Deadshot was probably oblivious to the dangers. Actually, she heard a high jet vibrating sound outside which made her quickly spin her head to see what was causing it.

The Wanderer, was right behind their truck... flying on a jet pack with a flaming sword, and a look so disturbing it actually made Annie sink into her seat when looking forward again. "Deadshot... I know you don't find us by any means weak, but thinking we could escape the crew for a night was perhaps a death wish." For her to say that, Deadshot gazed back only to see the mad Doctor coming in close.

A sight like that would certainly terrify anyone, but the goth girl was tapping on Deadshot's shoulder.
"Watch the road hubby!! I don't want us to crash since i'm having all this fun with you guys <3"

"Izami, was it...? Why are you unaffected by any of the events that led to this chase?"
"When I was little, I was told to have 'Antisocial Personality Disorder'. I don't tend to care about what that means and I really... REALLY want to break a leg."

"What?!" Annie replied in a tone that was uneasy. The goth girl smirked when looking back at Annie, an innocent look but Annie knew better. Izami noticed how Deadshot was clearly not focusing on the road and started smacking his face with a fist. "HUBBY DRIVE LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!!! I didn't start making out with a criminal just to be dead the next minute you F***ING IDIOT!!"

Oh god dang it. We're going to crash and it's all because this girl is unstable. Screw me.
".... Screw me." Annie softly told herself, eyes wide and hands on the car handle for she was ready for whatever was to happen.

Big Rig: Over the road, Racing: Wanderer, Deadshot, Annie, Izami

Deadshot's trademark optimism quickly faded as he saw Wanderer in his rear view mirror, flying after them with a Jetpart holding a flaming sword.
"...I forgot he had tha-OW! Hey, I'm working on it! Be more worried about that crazy bastard following us!...
And the fact I had fair to drink before getting in this thing!"
He said to Izami, sitting her down as she was trying to hit him.
"Okay, Don't panic. As far as anyone knows, it's his word against ours what happened and seeing how he rammed this thing into the side of a building, I like to think we have the high ground, at least in this situation." He explained, talking from experience of getting into these sorts of messes before.

Seeing how Wanderer was gaining on them, He began to search the glove compartments and any other nooks for a weapon as they rapidly neared the Shadow Operative Building.
"Oh please Trucker Culture, don't fail me now..." He prayed as he hoped Japanese truckers were anything like American Truckers.
He them got his wish granted in the form of one of the Wanderer's 5.56mm Hand Gun, something he most likely left from when he "Borrowed" this truck.
"Right, One of you take the wheel and hold her steady. Going to give that crazy bastard something to think about..." He said before leaving the wheel to either A. a 16 year old woman who most likely never driven or B. another teenage woman who would most likely crash it for shits and giggles.
Either way, he Leaned out the side window and began taking shots at the Wanderer, aiming for his legs to just discourage him, Each of his 5 shots hitting their marks in his knees and thighs, as per his namesake.

You chose ... even worse, baaaaaaka~.
Dr. Killjoy (Shawn/Wanderer).
Location: The Air behind the truck.

Flying at a horizontal angle while flying did the Doctor no good. The shots to the leg and thigh easily ruined his center of gravity. This send him downwards and fast, this eventually made him to start eating the concrete of the road. The jetpack itself was stilling powering along the road, as the face of the Wanderer was being shredded fast. This was all due to the Wanderer himself actually overclocking the jetpack's power.

"(Owowowowowowowowowowowowow~!!!)" Were the only thoughts in the Good now injured Doctor's head. Still not giving up, the Wanderer's body began to catch up to the truck since he was in the truck's slipstream. Finally looking upwards from the ground, the Wanderer was actually under the truck. Smiling, well trying to smile with his now disfigured face he clung to the underneath of the truck. Next he deactivated his jepack and started to climb along and started to pop the tires with his flaming sword.

He wanted them to see the face of fear. Although his face would heal in a hour or so, even faster if he used a Stimpak.
The blood was still trickling along the exposed bone and muscle of his face, he felt SO much pain, all the more to return the favor. So he made a list ...

Deadshot:
2 arms.
1 leg.
Both eyes.
ALL FINGERS.

Random chick:
Witness, possible broken bones.

Annie: Witness.

With the mental list finished, the Doctor was happy in a insane way.
The only tires left were the front.
And soon, promises will be broken.

Shadow Operative Building

Most Awkward Elevator: Devon, Garm, Yu, Ella, Cadolbolg

Devon certainly seemed to agree with Yu's idea of meeting with Mitsuru. "Well, I think we could work something to get you in. It wouldn't be too crazy as far as nights out go, after all..." She shifted around in the Elevator, having a VERY good feeling Yu knew exactly what had happened to the former man a week ago. Oh please, could we keep this night as normal as it can be? Nothing bizarre happening? ...knowing the Rising Darn, there's no chance of that...

However, to most others observing Devon, it was just clear that she was incredibly nervous and somewhat downtrodden.

"Oh, it's a fantastic view! I'm sure we'll have a good time out there as long as nothing too bad happens." Ella began to grin at the thought of driving to the various clubs, unaware that Mitsuru would likely arrange for someone to drive them.

Before long (ALthough it was a rather long elevator ride) the small group neared the top.


Rising Dawn: Mel, David, Teri, Toyotama, Sadei

she was able to calm down a bit more as she helped David get his equipment placed back on the desk. "We should go with a good twin for the Mossberg. Making some silly big two-handed gun is bad in case CQC does pop up... Unless you want some kind of longer weapon, and I could add a blade to the tip to work some kind of CQC stuff.

As I said, this is for you. Where would you be most comfortable fighting? I mean, you did get good use out of those wrist guns a while back. We could take that kind of flexibility and move it to something else. And when it comes to that Bard? She shouldn't have pissed off that bitch, I say. Tough luck for her."


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On The Run: Deadshot, Annie, Izami, Shawn

Deadshot, Annie and Izami's ride, seeing as there was reasonable cause for the car to go out of control, did in fact lose it's abilities of moving properly and found itself slamming into an innocuous looking warehouse. This action, aside from the obvious connotations that followed from crashing into a building with a truck, was followed by the sound of grinding metal and everything around them begin to change. The colors and shadows of the night inverted, and the reality they knew peeled away, almost like a piece of paper being shredded into long strips. What took it's place was not something any of the occupents knew to be familiar. Patches of color and shadow seemed to wander everywhere in the field, almost like a Dali painting gone mad (if such a thing could be possible). As the varying members of the innebriation quartet rose, they saw the sillouette of a young woman rise, and then disappear into the shady enviorns of the strange place. Now, where was 'here'?

Cue the Music!


Awkward as Fuck Elevator ride to Mitsuru's office: Devon, Garm, Yu, Cadolbolg, Ella

Garm, even as a normal wolf, picked up on the awkward atmosphere building in the Elevator, and let out a low whine, "Why is everyone so on edge at the moment? I know the Persona business wasn't the cleanest, but that's no reason to get down, right? We're about to go out, so that's something to look forward too...
Hmn, that sounds like something encouraging Tear-ri would say, right?"

Cadolbolg shrugged at the question, and before any could answer, they were at the top of the elevator's track, and saw Mitsuru talking on the phone, "Yes... yes... I understand. I'll be there in a few."

Hanging up, the woman in the catsuit gave a sigh and looked up, "Hello there, Narukami-san and the rest of you. I will learn your names in good time, I promise. Now if you have a reason to be here, please make it quick. I've just received a troubling report.."

Devon, Ella and Cadolbolg noticed that Mitsuru seemed to give the party a once over, almost as if she was trying to assess them as she spoke... Did something happen?


Rising Dawn Training Room: Teri

Teri brought another strike into the punching bag, still channeling Fire Stance (the bit of hypocrisy in realizing it was what Rugal taught her not being lost in the least) as she chained it into a kick, practicing on initiating a Flurry as the voices in her mind continued debating,

"I'm a muthafuckin' princess, that's why! That's what the 'hime' part of my name means. Yeah, I double checked that shit in Our brain. Loved me a fisherman, then his ass found out what I was, then I turned into a dragon Or some kind of crocodile and moved my fabulous self back into the sea with the Dragon King, aka, Daddy Dearest. Shame the real thing ain't so up to snuff at the moment So yeah, kinda important to mention the 'Hime' bit. It's my title and shit.

As far as the spells go, I still think this is Our chance to stretch out and release some aggression. Just look at that shit we're pulling off on that punching bag. Some Shadow tries anything funky with our ass, we'll Flurry the FUCK out of em, and make em wish they didn't do jack shit. That or freeze em where they're standing. That sorta shit is good too. Whatever makes em stay down, I'm happy with."

This was punctuated by Teri finally initiating the Flurry on the punching bag, a cloud of fists[1] rising as a raw, angry cry issued from the Cleric's throat.

Location - Shadow Realm: Annie, Wanderer, Deadshot, Izani

The crash wasn't to brutal on Annie, for some of the doors were busted and the windows cracked but besides that... everything else was fine. Though the truck's motor was probably demolished from hitting a solid building head first. "Hm'h..."

Annie cranked her neck, since it felt stiff from the truck's impact throwing her a little forward and then shot back.
She kicked the door twice, for it to simply fall to the floor. Seemed the Doctor will be mad for them wrecking his vehicle.

The first thing Annie noticed, was that the atmosphere and the surroundings like the metal, dirt, and the sky outside the hole they've made were not normal. Scent was off, the air thicker then usual plus the sensation that this warehouse was no longer what it originally appeared. Plus before the crash, she noticed the shifting anyhow with the shadows lurking like clouds across the field beneath their feet.
"Deadshot, 'Izani', are you two hurt?" She asked, opening the front door (which was oddly in tact without receiving to much damage) to see Izani with a wicked smile making Annie feel awkward.

"You guys not only CRASHED into a warehouse but it was an abandoned one... oh my god are you guys planning to do horrific things to me? ... I mean, unless you're not into that."

"... What are you..."

"Come on. A grown man at a nightclub, who's intimidating with no regards for life to begin with- picks up on me, smacks lips with me, beats the bouncers with two sharp broken bottles... jacks a car, I mean truck and crashes here? It's obvious he can't wait for his baby~"

"WHAT...?" Annie dragged out her question, the word itself being almost as lost as she was with this girl.

This goth girl had issues. For one thing, Annie never trusted strangers all that well if not for suspecting anything. Besides that, this girl clearly had no sense of reality nor understood the concept of what was happening other then assuming unthinkable assumptions such as if Deadshot would just 'do' her right here for whatever reason.

"... Izani, get out of the truck." Before the girl could reject, Annie grabbed her arm and threw her out before crossing to the other side in checking on Deadshot to see if he was okay.

Yu Narukami, Ella, Mitsuru ,Cadolbolg, Devon and Garm.
Location: Personaverse | Shadow Operative Building, Top Floor | Tatsumi Port Island, Japan

Looking at the serious Mitsuru, Yu made sure to get to the point quickly. "The natural Persona users were successful and it seems the the Evoker users are the same. Although there seems to be a drop in morale, especially in David-san's ... he accepted his Shadow but I don't know if he will be able to summon his Persona." Yu said to Mitsuru in a formal tone for the mission report.

Becoming serious in his tone as well, Yu asked the question. "What is the problem, we should be able to help?" Sensai Yu asked, little did he know what had actually happened, yet he knew it could be something to do with the thing they were training about. Were they ready for this kind of even though?


Doctor S/Wanderer, Annie, Deadshot and Izani
Location: Personaverse | ??? | Abandoned Warehouse.

As the girls jumped out of the truck, they were shocked as they turned around and saw the Good Doctor slumped again some crushed metal of the truck. His face was torn off, his facial muscle was missing and most of his face was bleeding. Yet the focal point was the unlit sword sticking out of his head. Coming closer, a loud laugh came from from the insane survivalist.

"Haha, least it wasn't my car!" He said to the two as he jumped out, blood still trailing out of his wounds. Spotting another body in the distance, the Wanderer became disappointed that it wasn't Deadshot, he wanted a finger of his. Instead he found the dead Yakuza truck driver he killed before and his own gun that Deadshot found. Picking up the gun he had a flash back to them not just betraying the Wanderer, but shooting him as well.

Betrayal did not sit with the Wanderer well, many people have done this to him. From random people, to his own father.
Bordering the line of insane Good Doctor and harbinger of death and darkness, he turned to the two girl with the gun in hand. "Why would you run from me ... I said I would kill anyone who did!" He yelled with them and pointed the gun at them.

Grabbing the hilt of the sword with one hand, the Wanderer pulled the bloody unlit sword out. The wound started to heal quickly, it was like layers of bark protecting and healing it's tree master. The key to this was a injection in the leg of the Doctor, this would heal him faster then waiting for an hour.

Still, this did not decrease the anger within his eyes. It was as if he became Death in a instant, aiming the gun he pulled the trigger at the two. The bullet hit the ground in front of them. The hand of the Wanderer was broke and so he could not fire the gun well, that would heal in time as well. "Why won't you just DIE. Everyone who betrays me deserves it!" He yelled with truth and passion on this side, like a flaming horse that War rode.

Yet a small voice in his head.

(Revelation 21:6.) I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. I will give unto him that is athirst of the fountain of the water of life freely.

Liam Neeson His father's voice called out to him.
This made Shawn look down.
The sword, "Alpha".
And the gun, "Omega".
The beginning and the end.
He was the one who begin life for many people and end it for many others.

Lowing and holstering both of his weapons, he looked towards the three, half of his face was healed thus far, making him look like half Angel and half Devil. "I will spare you for now, but do something bad and my wrath will rain down upon you all. I am the giver ... and I am the taker. Use your life wisely or I will be the one to end it for all." His poetic voice ran out and soon his gaze of seriousness faded from his eyes and went to his usual tone.

"So where are we?" He asked in delight, checking his Pip-Boy it said nothing but "Unknown" on the area's information. Checking his clock he wanted to know what the time was.

Shadow Realm (No, not THAT one): Deadshot, Annie, Izami, Wanderer

Deadshot began to stir as he picked himself up from a pile of boxes, As he was leaning out of the window when the truck crashed, he was knocked aside when they entered...where-ever this was.
uhhhhhh...what happened?...Where are the lights?...Wait, Am I dead!?...I don't feel dead!? If this is being dead is like, then being dead sucks! He thought panicked as he was unable to see anything but pitch black darkness.
"...Hello?!...ANYONE?! ANNIE?! WANDERER?! GOTH CHICK!? OH MY GOD! I'M REALLY DEAD AIN'T I?! OH SHIT! OH MAN I AM SO FUCKED!" He screamed into the darkness as he began to go mad from the dark abyss that greeted him.

What everyone else saw was Deadshot flailing around with a large black plastic sheet cover over his head, bumping into walls and boxes as he embraced "Hell".
"..."
That was until Annie was kind enough to pull the cover off him, causing him to realize that he wasn't in Hell. Yet.
"Ahhh! Ha!....Holy Balls that was terrifyin-...ohhhhh..." He realized as he looked around, THIS was the Hell part.
"...Okay...I don't mean to alarm anyone...BUT I think we MAY have died in the crash....and this is the afterlife..." He said to the others, despite the fact it was competely wrong, but you'd have to admit, he made a compelling argument, what with all the shadows around them.
It was then he hear Izami imply that he crashed here for the sole purpose of having Sex.
"Oi! I ain't like that!...I'd at least get a motel room or a more comfy Automobile....Just...Stay put for a moment until I figure out how the hell to get out of here." He ordered as he looked at Wanderer.
"BTW, this is totally your fault. Me and Annie just wanted to do Recon of the City, then you had to show up and run us out of the club and off the road. Now just stay sane for a moment and help me find a way back to the world of the living!" He berated the Wanderer before taking back his "Borrowed" gun and scouting ahead.

Rising Dawn: David's Room: David, Melethia

"Have it under the barrel, Won't interfere with the weight and balance as much then. Also, see if you can both retractable and detachable, That way, I can still hold it by the barrel and use it as a club and I get a handy survival knife." David dictated as Melethia drew, already seeing if she could fit an enchantment.
"Still, Not Devon's fault his In-law is a total bitch. Just...when to get to you late teens, believe me, stuff like that can get EXTREMELY distracting...Although, in your case, It'll be for dudes." He added, avoiding the "Birds and Bees" talk if possible.

"As for those wrist guns, just...They were Deadshot's idea. I only did it for a spell because I really thought he was dead. It'd be like using one of Caim's swords, it ain't as much of an issue if he's dead, but it'd be more awkward if he was alive. That and all the arguments over hoarding the ammo for those guns..." He then explained, handing the elf a ruler when she requested it.
"...I know we might have talked about this before, but doesn't this stuff bother you?"
"What stuff?"
"You know?...Weapon making, Bomb making, Seriously, you're a Terror Cell's dream gal. I mean...Don't you want to do something else?..."

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