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[masakados]

More or less. This body of mine's made to survive.

[He says without joking, even while wearing a smile. Lucifer made sure to make this body of his one that he could've been able to turn into the ultimate demon-- except, Naoki hadn't gone for that.] My world isn't easy to live in.

[niceguypose]

...You're right. Thank you, Inaba-san! Your words... They revive the passionate fire of youth in my heart!!

[adornmental]

Hey! Be careful up there!

[WHAT THE HELL why is he surrounded by the Truly Reckless...

But Dotanuki seems to know what he's doing (???? possibly) and Kashuu will leave him to it, sliding up behind the donut beast when it starts to take off at surprisingly fast speeds for a pastry. It's a little harder to hack at like this, but he sure is trying. Fried bits of dough are flying off left and right, leaving a messy trail behind that would put any sloppy bakery to shame. It seems like the donut is starting to lose steam, too...! And a lot of jam.]

[zenryokuzenkai]

It's a way to live, but it's not my way. I'm the type of person who just can't leave crying children alone, you know? So if anyone's in trouble I want to be there as quickly as possible, as directly as possible, and because I have just a bit of talent I can do that well, so if I don't, who will?

[takeedabanana]

Should be able to do that much.

[However, his eyebrows raise when the tachi is handed over, taking it with surprising care. He's no stranger to working with swords, considering both the fact that he worked with them at his "job" here and had trained with them back home. His gaze flickers up at their opponent before looking back down at the sword, and he gives a bit of a nod.]

I'll get it there. [The conviction in his voice is hopefully a relief as he starts to wrap one of the whips around the handle, double-checking to make sure it's secure before gripping it properly (well, as properly as he could with a whip wrapped around it, anyway). He's thrown grown men with both whips at once, it shouldn't be too difficult to throw a sword at decent speed.

The monster's winding up for another barrage, and Takeda's eyes narrow as he lets go of the tachi and starts to spin the makeshift whip-sword a couple times to get some momentum going. Satisfied, he lets go with a hard flick of the wrist and immediately pulls the whip back to let the sword fly-

And he's immediately getting out of the way of any further projectiles, glancing back up to see where the sword landed once he has a moment-]

It's in!

[babermetrics]

I didn't say you made it . . .

[He's still distracted, searching the ground until--aha. There's a sizable rock, tennis-ball sized, the sort people use for landscaping, and he bends to grab it in his hand. It fits pretty nicely, he can't help but think. He hops back a few more steps away from the robot, tossing the stone up and down in his hand, and takes aim.]

Good thing, though. Now I don't gotta feel bad about crushing somethin' you made yourself!

[Who makes robots, anyway?

He winds up and hurls the rock directly at the robot, hard. Like, hard. That pitch travels 100 mph on a baseball; the rock is heavier, so it doesn't go anywhere near that fast, but "nowhere near 100 mph" is still a pretty damn hard throw. And his aim is flawless. Ultimate, some people might even say.

Everyone's got to be good at something. Occasionally his is even useful.

So he manages to put a gaping, sparking hole in the thing's face, which he feels pretty damn good about, honestly. Of course, it's not like he knows how robots work. Possibly that won't be enough to "kill" it. That's gotta be enough! Right? He throws his arm up and cheers to celebrate his maaaaybe-victory, but he's still got one eye on the thing to see if it actually stops moving.]

Didja see that?! Ha ha!

[Not that he's going to let uncertainty stop him from gloating.]

[sewayaku]

[ he's used to the surprise and confusion over his species, and has gotten quite good at dealing with it; that said, he's pretty sure that this man seems happy to accept it at face value and absolve him of any need for explanations.

On the other hand, he's not sure what the difference between "don't know where this is" and "lost," is, exactly, but he won't press the issue. Zara looks up at him, then glances to the side, as if surveying the surroundings. ]

... To be perfectly honest, I'm not quite sure, myself. It's difficult to recognize in this darkness.

[rebelia]

[The second statement is rather peculiar, enough that IV's interest deepens at the disclosure. He glances over at Naoki, his temporary gaze falling on the markings.]

No more than it is living here when it gets like this, I'm guessing – if not worse?

[The colony's only unbearable at select times, and even right now it's not so bad.]

[masakados]

[If Naoki notices the attention, he isn't saying, looking straight ahead with the fire warping lightly around his fingers.]

Worse. In comparison, this place is actually pretty nice, even at times like these. [He pauses for a moment...]

My world's a wasteland, full of demons. And if you're not strong enough, you don't survive.

[psycholawgy]

I have a potion, and an antidote.

[ ... well, that's helpful. ]

That's. That's all.

[flaredo]

... Okay, let's not talk about brain-nabbing.

( event 015)

[fatalstriker]

( continue... )

flynn;

[fatalstriker]

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No idea.

[or, well... not exactly, at least. as jarring as it was, he's not about to let it get the better of him, but there's no doubt that in this situation, right here and now, yuri is pretty serious about things.

even though it could be as fleeting as what they saw, flitting away to never be seen again, he's not sure it's so simple. he doesn't really have much doubt in the fact that ceres is messing with them, regardless of how intentional it is or isn't.]

They're up to something, I bet. [he muses idly, looking up at the night sky and heaving a sigh of mild annoyance.] That new CEO, or whatever she really is. It doesn't matter whose hands CERES is in, as long as we're seeing things like that, it's gonna be hard to sway anything towards earned trust.

kaoru;

[fatalstriker]

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I can get behind that.

[meaning, obviously, that yuri isn't too keen on just waiting around for something to happen.]

Repede and I can take the front lines on this. We'll clear a path if anything gets in the way. [there's no hesitation from him. before he's even finished speaking, he's tossed his sheathed sword into a better position—quickly unsheathing it right after by holding the sword by the hilt and freeing it by force. repede follows with an affirmative bark, and within seconds, even the dog has a sharp dagger gripped in his teeth.]

jade;

[fatalstriker]

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[yuri can tell that's he pressing, though what the motive would be beyond curiosity... well, he's not sure. but he doesn't really have anything to hide about it, either.]

Nope. Kinda makes me wonder what it was all about, but I've never seen 'em.

ruby;

[fatalstriker]

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[truly a pure cinnamon roll... he can't help but look a little amused at her earnest questioning.

not that it'll stop him from being honest about the matter.]

You never know. They could put something in the food... to get us to cooperate, or keep us complacent for a while. You can't just go trusting anyone willing to kidnap you and threaten you.

nice;

[fatalstriker]

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You're a pretty open-minded guy, aren't you. [yes, he's mocking that contrarian nature without a shred of attestation.]

[keep_hope_alive]

[He thinks he might have touched a nerve. Another topic then.]

Very well. Then, miss Yang, what sort of weapon did you use back with the squid? I didn't see you holding any kind of explosive.

[If he did, this conversation would taking a whole different train of thought.]

anna;

[fatalstriker]

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If he's not, then he's got a lot of explaining to do.

[he's fine with letting the subject shift a little, even if maybe repede isn't too keen on it himself. he doesn't back away or growl (which yuri considers a feat in itself), but he's definitely not chomping at the bit for attention.]

Relax, Repede. You know as well as I do that she's not the trouble here. [not that it matters, considering how long it took him to warm up to estelle way back when. maybe that's why repede doesn't concede entirely, but at the very least, he's not going to intentionally try to scare her off.] He kind of takes a while to warm up to people sometimes. Don't take it personally.

( event 015)

[unpresidential]

( continue... )

kyouko;

[unpresidential]

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[he can't help but eye the area before heaving out a sigh of exasperation.]

Was there even a point. Nobody's even trying... [seriously, why kidnap people and hold them in a room when they're not going to do anything about it at all.] At least it should be easy.

mary;

[unpresidential]

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[not wanting to waste any time, he jumps down from the wall and readies himself. again, it's pretty clear he's done this before, because he lands smoothly and with little issue.]

Whenever you're ready.

sousei;

[unpresidential]

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That would happen here. Something worse after this, I mean.

[he eyes the escape hatch, and he can just imagine already what would go wrong. a cable snapping and them falling to their deaths. or maybe going upwards and somehow crushing them. it seems about right for this place.

the easiest thing for him to do is pull out his cerevice and at least notify his job that he'll be a bit late. and once that's through? he's sitting on the floor.]

Aigoo... this place...

mireu;

[unpresidential]

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Yeah.

[nam soon's ready to move—so he does, whether or not mireu is ready to. he can take care of himself, so he's not particularly worried that the guy isn't going to be able to keep up with him. but after a few minutes of progress, he'll speak up.

finally.]

For back there... thanks.

cinder;

[unpresidential]

( continued from here[dull surprise is fine with him; honestly, she could have told him to shove it and he probably wouldn't have questioned it much. it's not like he's looking for praise or thanks for what he's done, after all. they both had reasons for what they were doing (even if it's not of their own choosing), and regardless, nam soon's not the type to just ignore someone when they really need help.

so there isn't any hesitation in passing the whip to her and letting cinder pull herself out. he'll look over her once just to make sure she's still okay otherwise, but his focus shifts as quickly as hers does.]

Looks like we're not done yet. [of course not. because that would be too easy when they're in one hell of a messy situation. thanks, ceres, for all of this, really.]