Toaru Kagaku no Railgun (Role-Play)
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(This is a joint post between Xninebreaker and Montacia.)
Fuyuko had started sulking in her cylinder a while after Shou had left. She had been loudly yelling some expletives she had learnt from her fellow classmates, seeing as no one was there to hear her and also since she wanted to seem mature by cussing. Eventually her yells dwindled to quiet mumblings as she quickly ran out of energy. A small growl instantly stopped her ramblings though. Tentatively looking out of the cylinder, Fuyuko spotted a small dog eyeing her up viciously. It's not going to attack Fuyu, is it...? Fuyuko slowly shifted her weight to one side, causing the cylinder to begin a slow roll. Fuyu will just... slowly... slowly...... Her concentration was shattered though as the dog yelped and sudden ran away. Putting too much force in from the sudden shock, the cylinder started rolling out of control, making both Fuyuko's head and her stomach spin as well. At last the roll of hell ended when the cylinder crashed into a wall. Fuyuko wasn't entirely sure whether to be thankful or not, as the reverberations of the crash caused her some pain, however at least she was saved from endless rolling. Her relief was short lived though, as the sound of an explosion left her ears ringing.
Immediately after the noise, the earth too began rumbling. Fuyuko felt as if the earth had constantly been rumbling lately, but her thought process was quickly cut short as her cylinder, dislodged from the wall by the tremors, once again started it's unending roll of motion sickness hell. "NOOOOOOOOOOO! NOT THIS AGAAIIINNNNN..."
Shou arrived back at the pile of cylinders only to find that the one Fuyuko in was missing. A bit confused, Shou looked around, and found one of the cylinders rolling down across the ground. What the! Shou quickly threw one pin onto the ground and another along the same course the cylinder was rolling. Once the pin reached the cylinder, Shou teleported, stuck his arm into the cylinder and after he came in contact with Fuyuko, he teleported both of them out.
"Fuyuko....chan?" Shou crouched down and looked at Fuyuko.
Knees and hands on the ground, Fuyuko felt as if the world around her was still spinning. Unable to control her stomach any longer, her melon bread and the rest of her half eaten sandwich came out of her digestive system and made a unsightly pile of sludge on the ground.
"Woah!" Shou jumped back at the sight of Fuyuko displacing all of her already-internalized-food.
Fuyuko felt as if she needed to throw up more, however she had nothing left in her digestive tracks to expel. Forgetting her self-promise to not be a crybaby, tears streamed down her face as she hiccuped and whimpered from being left alone and thinking that the rolling would never stop.
While the vomit lying around was still quite unsightly, Shou couldn't help but feel sorry for Fuyuko as tears ran down her face. Shou approached Fuyuko and said, "I'm sorry about that Fuyuko-chan..." When he got to her, he suddenly swept her off her feet and she landed in his arms, "Are you alright for now?"
Afraid that she'd be teleported around again, Fuyuko squirmed about and tried to escape from Shou's hold. "No more... teleporting!" Fuyuko struggled to say in between her gasps for air, "Fuyu can't.... stand this any longer!" Having been kidnapped then stuck in a cylinder was too much for Fuyuko to handle. She had simply had enough with her misfortunes of the day and could not bear the thought of being teleported again, especially as she was still feeling very ill. Thinking about it made her cry even more.
Despite Fuyuko crying, Shou knew he had to move on. Fuyuko squirmed around and kicked in Shou's arms, but he took the damage and continued silently walking back to where Mitori and Sadao was. As he walked Fuyuko's cries and sniffles were erratic, but were slowly becoming both quieter and fewer. Eventually, Fuyuko's squirming stopped completely, and Shou looked down to find that she was fast asleep.
Fuyuko had started sulking in her cylinder a while after Shou had left. She had been loudly yelling some expletives she had learnt from her fellow classmates, seeing as no one was there to hear her and also since she wanted to seem mature by cussing. Eventually her yells dwindled to quiet mumblings as she quickly ran out of energy. A small growl instantly stopped her ramblings though. Tentatively looking out of the cylinder, Fuyuko spotted a small dog eyeing her up viciously. It's not going to attack Fuyu, is it...? Fuyuko slowly shifted her weight to one side, causing the cylinder to begin a slow roll. Fuyu will just... slowly... slowly...... Her concentration was shattered though as the dog yelped and sudden ran away. Putting too much force in from the sudden shock, the cylinder started rolling out of control, making both Fuyuko's head and her stomach spin as well. At last the roll of hell ended when the cylinder crashed into a wall. Fuyuko wasn't entirely sure whether to be thankful or not, as the reverberations of the crash caused her some pain, however at least she was saved from endless rolling. Her relief was short lived though, as the sound of an explosion left her ears ringing.
Immediately after the noise, the earth too began rumbling. Fuyuko felt as if the earth had constantly been rumbling lately, but her thought process was quickly cut short as her cylinder, dislodged from the wall by the tremors, once again started it's unending roll of motion sickness hell. "NOOOOOOOOOOO! NOT THIS AGAAIIINNNNN..."
Shou arrived back at the pile of cylinders only to find that the one Fuyuko in was missing. A bit confused, Shou looked around, and found one of the cylinders rolling down across the ground. What the! Shou quickly threw one pin onto the ground and another along the same course the cylinder was rolling. Once the pin reached the cylinder, Shou teleported, stuck his arm into the cylinder and after he came in contact with Fuyuko, he teleported both of them out.
"Fuyuko....chan?" Shou crouched down and looked at Fuyuko.
Knees and hands on the ground, Fuyuko felt as if the world around her was still spinning. Unable to control her stomach any longer, her melon bread and the rest of her half eaten sandwich came out of her digestive system and made a unsightly pile of sludge on the ground.
"Woah!" Shou jumped back at the sight of Fuyuko displacing all of her already-internalized-food.
Fuyuko felt as if she needed to throw up more, however she had nothing left in her digestive tracks to expel. Forgetting her self-promise to not be a crybaby, tears streamed down her face as she hiccuped and whimpered from being left alone and thinking that the rolling would never stop.
While the vomit lying around was still quite unsightly, Shou couldn't help but feel sorry for Fuyuko as tears ran down her face. Shou approached Fuyuko and said, "I'm sorry about that Fuyuko-chan..." When he got to her, he suddenly swept her off her feet and she landed in his arms, "Are you alright for now?"
Afraid that she'd be teleported around again, Fuyuko squirmed about and tried to escape from Shou's hold. "No more... teleporting!" Fuyuko struggled to say in between her gasps for air, "Fuyu can't.... stand this any longer!" Having been kidnapped then stuck in a cylinder was too much for Fuyuko to handle. She had simply had enough with her misfortunes of the day and could not bear the thought of being teleported again, especially as she was still feeling very ill. Thinking about it made her cry even more.
Despite Fuyuko crying, Shou knew he had to move on. Fuyuko squirmed around and kicked in Shou's arms, but he took the damage and continued silently walking back to where Mitori and Sadao was. As he walked Fuyuko's cries and sniffles were erratic, but were slowly becoming both quieter and fewer. Eventually, Fuyuko's squirming stopped completely, and Shou looked down to find that she was fast asleep.
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
(This is a joint post between Cinia Pacifica, BlinkXPoke, sardaukar58, and Gahald_Mills.)
The silvery moonlight gently bathed over her short blond hair, and as well as her uniform which contained her white short-sleeved shirt, gray skirt, and a black coat cloaking her upper overalls. Her blue eyes seemed to be shining with something else; excitement. The silver shine around her body started to abruptly turn orange; fiery. Hono and Jun watched curiously from a distance, were they flames, or just their eyes playing with them? As if she herself was silently burning, Kihara Natsu stood out in the field with the combination of lights engulfing her. She was preparing for her party, which may be so hot that her cloths would be drenched in sweat, making her uniform underneath the coat transparent.
"Geez, she's getting fired up..." Jun whispered to Hono. Natsu had a fiery aura around her, one so hot that Jun felt like he could feel the intense heat even from the distance he put between her, "What is she doing...?" he mumbled. She seems very hostile, though...
"Yeah, and she's scary in a weird kind of way." Hono replied. She's letting out an intense heat. It's like she's being serious, and the weird part is that she's like a different person than the time at the room, he shivered, remembered about the past event at the school.
It seemed that Natsu was facing someone. But Hono and Jun didn't realize till she spoke out, So you're the one that they told me to beat?! she shouted out, "You sure have a lot of guts challenging me!" her voice was packed with fury and wrath, making Hono and Jun shudder in surprise. A girl with a tall and slender figure stood a distance away from Kihara Natsu. Natsu couldn't tell if she was enraged or simply excited to fight. She had soft tea-coloured hair, even though she wore a pink one-piece - which had a black lining under her bosom - along with long black knee-socks and a pair of white boots. She was - Meltdowner - Mugino Shizuri. She continued, "You, taking my spot? What a joke," she declared. Two green balls of light formed around her.
Mirth appeared across Natsu's expression, "So they did tell her a story she'd fancy," she thought out loud, "You sure know how to press their buttons, grandfather," she remarked. Two beams of green light were launched towards Natsu. Natsu jumped, fiery bits could be seen, but what mostly lied below her shoes were steam, it was a fiery high-jump, made in an attempt to dodge the attack, Natsu failed to execute the actual jump in time, but she ascended enough to avoid the attack. Another beam came straight to her face while she was in mid-air, but Natsu simply pulled her head to the right, effectively avoiding the brain-melting attack.
The beams of light continued until they struck another object; in this case, a cargo container and the side of a service garage. Both were quickly and utterly demolished by the light's destructive properties. Hono and Jun were speechless after seeing this, and sought a safer location to observe from, so that a stray beam wouldn't as likely cause harm to them in any way. They settled on a higher location on the stairwell.
What the hell!? There is such an ability?! How is that possible?! Hono's jaws dropped upon witnessing such a bizzare sight. Beams of light summoned by a person, My days here is getting weirder day by day, but then again, if these kind of people get out of this place and enter the world, god knows what will happen... Hono was drowned in his thoughts.
Natsu wore a smirk, Mugino wore a frown and frustrated face, she was eager to finish her off as soon as possible. "A pleasure to meet you, Meltdowner, I've heard a lot about you, I'm Kihara Natsu," Natsu calmly introduced herself, keeping the stretching of her lips to a minimum; giving a gentle smile. Mugino cracked a smile, "I've heard a lot about you, too, Time Flare. Mugino Shizuri... not that you need to know, since you're about to be down soon!" as she said, Natsu landed, and came another rounds of beams towards her, which she dodged with rather fluid parries, which only added chunks of rage and anger to Mugino. There was not a single speck of worry written over Natsu's expressions - displaying perfect calmness.
"Wait, 'Meltdowner'? She's the 4th most powerful level 5!?" Jun commented after a brief pause in the fight. More beams were launched, prompting Jun to take cover, despite Meltdowner's attacks going nowhere near where he was. They simply passed underneath the bridge.
"Wait what?! That's a level 5? not to mention that she's the 4th most powerful!? Oh come on! I was only going to do my job here, not watch a fight between titans of the town!" Hono said with his eyes glued to said 'Meltdowner' and scratched the back of his head. I must be dreaming.
Two more beams were launched towards Natsu. A conversion of electrons into unstable destructive matter that is said to be in a state between particles and waves, is what Mugino's power was. Natsu moved out enough to be out of the trajectory of her attacks and raised her palm towards Mugino, releasing fire balls. Natsu's power was simple ignition. This is done by raising molecules via telekinesis in order to actually ignite, unlike Mugino, there was no clear limits to the usage of her powers, although she had to do calculations to keep herself from being burned whenever she faces fire touching her, which she only tends to think as a 'troublesome task' in a calm manner. This still proves that Natsu is not completely immune to fire herself, but she can make it seem as though her immunity to fire is fact itself.
Realizing the incoming attack, Mugino quickly halted her beams, then shot away her Meltdowner towards the fireballs, which easily pierced through them and landed upon a cargo. She then launched more of her beams behind her, without even looking back; taking down more fireballs. But then she saw a fiery hand in front of her face, punching her down.
"Woah, whoa! Did Kihara-san get her?" Jun saw Natsu land a punch on Meltdowner, knocking her over. The fight was exhilarating to watch for him. He was so intent to see what was happening during this fight that he ran lower down the stairs in order to determine the situation more easily, while still trying to maintain a reasonable distance and remaining in a higher location than the two.
"Senpai, don't!" Hono yelled at his senior telling him not to get down. He didn't see any signs of him coming back and followed him down carefully.
A beam shot out towards the sky, which immediately had Natsu's figure moving aback; retreating slightly. Mugino slowly got up, shaking with rage. Infuriated, another ball of light appeared around her, and they continuously shot beams towards Natsu, who coolly parried and jumped around to dodge the attacks, all the while wearing a smirk. A ball bruise mark could be seen on Mugino's face, her beauty somewhat ruined. However, she didn't care much about beauty, what she cared about more was her pride being hurt by the punch. A beam came straight towards Jun's face, but Natsu silently pulled him to her chest, and leading him down the stairs completely, then jumped backwards, "Audience always keeps a fair distance, you know. Watching from sidelines instead of behind is a better idea, wouldn't you agree?" but she then looked up and pondered, "But then she might kill you guys anyway, seeing you two as a hindrance, or use you two as hostages or something. When that happens, I'm not saving you two!"
Hono saw the unexpected rescue. "What the hell?! When did she knew that he was going down?" Hono quickly ran down and searched for a safe spot not behind the fighting level 5s. He saw 3 containers stacked and remain unscratched from the fight. He ran behind it and peeked at his seniors.
Jun wasn't sure if he should feel grateful to Natsu for saving him and letting his head rest in her chest, or scared out of his wits, since, now, he's literally between two Level 5s fighting all out against each other. "Well, I preferred my spot up there... I liked the overhead view..." he nervously replied to Natsu.
He looked in the direction of Meltdowner. She was a rather beautiful woman, though she wore a very angry expression. Oh, my goodness, she's definitely pissed off... Sensing great peril, Jun clenched his teeth as he backed away from Natsu, praying that in her rage, Meltdowner would only target her, giving him time to find another safe location. Where would I go, though? Anywhere down here is dangerous while their still fighting, and it seems risky to be anywhere near those stairs now... Jun scanned the switchyard for any place where he could be out of the way of Natsu and Meltdowner.
"Senpai, over here!" Hono waved at his senior telling him to come over behind three stacks of large containers.
Just as Natsu was about to make a move, "I'll keep her distracted, get a move on," she advised, then sped forward; sprinting towards the Meltdowner. a beam came straight towards her face, but she only had to duck to save herself, resulting in Natsu almost succeeding in punching Mugino's pretty face yet again, but she didn't dare to let herself fall for the same move, and moved back, the array of beams felt endless. It seemed that the battle would drag out for quite some time, as Natsu mostly parried, and tried to move forward, but Mugino kept taking more distance while firing away her relentless attacks.
Jun heeded Natsu's advice. Once she started trading blows with Meltdowner again, he began sprinting towards Hono's location. When he reunited with Hono, he asked him "Did you happen to find a way out of here, as well?" While this area was away from the action, Jun still didn't feel safe. "Man, if she hits one of these containers, it could just fall over and crush us, if her attack doesn't just get us outright..." He kept looking up cautiously at the stack of containers Hono just lead him to.
"Ahahaha, don't worry senpai. If the attack did hit here, all those beams will hit all 3, or maybe just two. I'm sure that the beam lady will only focus on our flame lady," Hono looked at the two while opening his canteen in his back pocket, in case something happens.
Natsu took flight. Constantly releasing fire from below her shoes, it's as if her shoes were equipped with high-tech equipments used for rockets. Mugino's beams were thrown at her direction nonetheless, she only viewed Natsu as a sneaky pest, not intending to believe that her spot as the #4 level 5 esper in the Academy City may be replaced soon by her. What Mugino couldn't understand was this very situation. Why were the two set up to fight each other in the first place? The location itself for the battlefield made sense. It had the least of people, albeit for some reason she could see two viewers, but she cared less, she could take care of them later. What concerned her what Natsu's erratic movements. The most she did was move around, was there a merit to that?
She shouted to the flying-Natsu, "What are you up to?! Stop running and get in here!" as she barked, her destructive beams were launched over and over. On the other hand, Natsu simply wore her ecstatic smile and flew over to a totally different direction; moving behind her. She wouldn't gain an upper hand Mugino could simply turn around and continue her ruthless round of attacks, she definitely held the upper hand.
What bothered Mugino was that it seemed like Natsu was holding back, rather, it's as if she was buying time. Meltdowner cringed due to her ignorance towards her ability, but kept up her angry expression. Perhaps Natsu would pull off a powerful blow, but needed time to prepare it, There has to be a reason she's called the -Time- Flare, huh? she thought, with a grin, Then all I have to do is kill her while I can!
Flipping out a silicon card from her pocket, she tossed it into the air - giving rise to a confounded expression on Natsu's charismatic facial features - then raised her right palm; targeting the card, "Silicon burn!" and activated her high-speed particle wave machine gun, which was instantly divided into many small beams of destruction that spread out, covering a vast range; lightening up the sky as many of the slimmer beams spread wider and went on in the sky.
Natsu gritted her teeth, covering her chest with her arms, she burned with fire that cloaked herself for protection; a human on fire, but she soon came falling down, "That took care of you and your ability to activate your power. Two birds with one stone, perhaps?" she haughtily looked down on the injured Natsu, who seemed to be wet with crimson liquids. Droplets of thick, red blood fell from her arms that took most of the damage. Natsu faced down towards the earth, Mugino couldn't contain her smile upon seeing the sight, assuming that Natsu was hiding her face that contained a scared expression which her cowardice disallowed her to show. However, what Natsu was hiding wasn't a ruined pretty face, nor a teary-faced expression, but a smile that unintentionally cracked.
As night fell, Li wandered closer to the Switchyard while remaining wary of any potential dangers. She looked across the vast urban jungle of uniform shipping containers and crisscrossing train tracks with a little uneasiness given the lack of human activity. Then an explosion followed by smoke and debris rose up within the Switchyard. "What the heck is that...?" Li thought aloud as she worked her way into the Switchyard properly and followed one of the rails toward the source of the explosion. As she closed in, several more explosions and what appeared to be searing beams could be seen around a section of the Switchyard.
Then she reached a clearing, littered with shipping containers, a number of which were heavily damaged or destroyed outright, as she saw two women engaged in esper combat. She didn't recognize the tall woman who seemed to have just fired a scatterbeam of sorts at the other woman, who defended herself with an 'armor' of fire. It wasn't until she fell back down to the ground, bloodied and her fire dispersed that Li recognized her as Kihara Natsu. It was obvious that Misaka Mikoto wasn't in the area, but the sight of these esper powerhouses caused Li to freeze a bit in surprise and a bit of awe. While Natsu's opponent gloated at the downed Natsu, Li felt a vague sense or aura of danger emanating from Natsu. I've got a really bad feeling about this, Li thought uneasily as she started to move away. Then she saw two familiar male students standing by a nearby set of containers.
The silvery moonlight gently bathed over her short blond hair, and as well as her uniform which contained her white short-sleeved shirt, gray skirt, and a black coat cloaking her upper overalls. Her blue eyes seemed to be shining with something else; excitement. The silver shine around her body started to abruptly turn orange; fiery. Hono and Jun watched curiously from a distance, were they flames, or just their eyes playing with them? As if she herself was silently burning, Kihara Natsu stood out in the field with the combination of lights engulfing her. She was preparing for her party, which may be so hot that her cloths would be drenched in sweat, making her uniform underneath the coat transparent.
"Geez, she's getting fired up..." Jun whispered to Hono. Natsu had a fiery aura around her, one so hot that Jun felt like he could feel the intense heat even from the distance he put between her, "What is she doing...?" he mumbled. She seems very hostile, though...
"Yeah, and she's scary in a weird kind of way." Hono replied. She's letting out an intense heat. It's like she's being serious, and the weird part is that she's like a different person than the time at the room, he shivered, remembered about the past event at the school.
It seemed that Natsu was facing someone. But Hono and Jun didn't realize till she spoke out, So you're the one that they told me to beat?! she shouted out, "You sure have a lot of guts challenging me!" her voice was packed with fury and wrath, making Hono and Jun shudder in surprise. A girl with a tall and slender figure stood a distance away from Kihara Natsu. Natsu couldn't tell if she was enraged or simply excited to fight. She had soft tea-coloured hair, even though she wore a pink one-piece - which had a black lining under her bosom - along with long black knee-socks and a pair of white boots. She was - Meltdowner - Mugino Shizuri. She continued, "You, taking my spot? What a joke," she declared. Two green balls of light formed around her.
Mirth appeared across Natsu's expression, "So they did tell her a story she'd fancy," she thought out loud, "You sure know how to press their buttons, grandfather," she remarked. Two beams of green light were launched towards Natsu. Natsu jumped, fiery bits could be seen, but what mostly lied below her shoes were steam, it was a fiery high-jump, made in an attempt to dodge the attack, Natsu failed to execute the actual jump in time, but she ascended enough to avoid the attack. Another beam came straight to her face while she was in mid-air, but Natsu simply pulled her head to the right, effectively avoiding the brain-melting attack.
The beams of light continued until they struck another object; in this case, a cargo container and the side of a service garage. Both were quickly and utterly demolished by the light's destructive properties. Hono and Jun were speechless after seeing this, and sought a safer location to observe from, so that a stray beam wouldn't as likely cause harm to them in any way. They settled on a higher location on the stairwell.
What the hell!? There is such an ability?! How is that possible?! Hono's jaws dropped upon witnessing such a bizzare sight. Beams of light summoned by a person, My days here is getting weirder day by day, but then again, if these kind of people get out of this place and enter the world, god knows what will happen... Hono was drowned in his thoughts.
Natsu wore a smirk, Mugino wore a frown and frustrated face, she was eager to finish her off as soon as possible. "A pleasure to meet you, Meltdowner, I've heard a lot about you, I'm Kihara Natsu," Natsu calmly introduced herself, keeping the stretching of her lips to a minimum; giving a gentle smile. Mugino cracked a smile, "I've heard a lot about you, too, Time Flare. Mugino Shizuri... not that you need to know, since you're about to be down soon!" as she said, Natsu landed, and came another rounds of beams towards her, which she dodged with rather fluid parries, which only added chunks of rage and anger to Mugino. There was not a single speck of worry written over Natsu's expressions - displaying perfect calmness.
"Wait, 'Meltdowner'? She's the 4th most powerful level 5!?" Jun commented after a brief pause in the fight. More beams were launched, prompting Jun to take cover, despite Meltdowner's attacks going nowhere near where he was. They simply passed underneath the bridge.
"Wait what?! That's a level 5? not to mention that she's the 4th most powerful!? Oh come on! I was only going to do my job here, not watch a fight between titans of the town!" Hono said with his eyes glued to said 'Meltdowner' and scratched the back of his head. I must be dreaming.
Two more beams were launched towards Natsu. A conversion of electrons into unstable destructive matter that is said to be in a state between particles and waves, is what Mugino's power was. Natsu moved out enough to be out of the trajectory of her attacks and raised her palm towards Mugino, releasing fire balls. Natsu's power was simple ignition. This is done by raising molecules via telekinesis in order to actually ignite, unlike Mugino, there was no clear limits to the usage of her powers, although she had to do calculations to keep herself from being burned whenever she faces fire touching her, which she only tends to think as a 'troublesome task' in a calm manner. This still proves that Natsu is not completely immune to fire herself, but she can make it seem as though her immunity to fire is fact itself.
Realizing the incoming attack, Mugino quickly halted her beams, then shot away her Meltdowner towards the fireballs, which easily pierced through them and landed upon a cargo. She then launched more of her beams behind her, without even looking back; taking down more fireballs. But then she saw a fiery hand in front of her face, punching her down.
"Woah, whoa! Did Kihara-san get her?" Jun saw Natsu land a punch on Meltdowner, knocking her over. The fight was exhilarating to watch for him. He was so intent to see what was happening during this fight that he ran lower down the stairs in order to determine the situation more easily, while still trying to maintain a reasonable distance and remaining in a higher location than the two.
"Senpai, don't!" Hono yelled at his senior telling him not to get down. He didn't see any signs of him coming back and followed him down carefully.
A beam shot out towards the sky, which immediately had Natsu's figure moving aback; retreating slightly. Mugino slowly got up, shaking with rage. Infuriated, another ball of light appeared around her, and they continuously shot beams towards Natsu, who coolly parried and jumped around to dodge the attacks, all the while wearing a smirk. A ball bruise mark could be seen on Mugino's face, her beauty somewhat ruined. However, she didn't care much about beauty, what she cared about more was her pride being hurt by the punch. A beam came straight towards Jun's face, but Natsu silently pulled him to her chest, and leading him down the stairs completely, then jumped backwards, "Audience always keeps a fair distance, you know. Watching from sidelines instead of behind is a better idea, wouldn't you agree?" but she then looked up and pondered, "But then she might kill you guys anyway, seeing you two as a hindrance, or use you two as hostages or something. When that happens, I'm not saving you two!"
Hono saw the unexpected rescue. "What the hell?! When did she knew that he was going down?" Hono quickly ran down and searched for a safe spot not behind the fighting level 5s. He saw 3 containers stacked and remain unscratched from the fight. He ran behind it and peeked at his seniors.
Jun wasn't sure if he should feel grateful to Natsu for saving him and letting his head rest in her chest, or scared out of his wits, since, now, he's literally between two Level 5s fighting all out against each other. "Well, I preferred my spot up there... I liked the overhead view..." he nervously replied to Natsu.
He looked in the direction of Meltdowner. She was a rather beautiful woman, though she wore a very angry expression. Oh, my goodness, she's definitely pissed off... Sensing great peril, Jun clenched his teeth as he backed away from Natsu, praying that in her rage, Meltdowner would only target her, giving him time to find another safe location. Where would I go, though? Anywhere down here is dangerous while their still fighting, and it seems risky to be anywhere near those stairs now... Jun scanned the switchyard for any place where he could be out of the way of Natsu and Meltdowner.
"Senpai, over here!" Hono waved at his senior telling him to come over behind three stacks of large containers.
Just as Natsu was about to make a move, "I'll keep her distracted, get a move on," she advised, then sped forward; sprinting towards the Meltdowner. a beam came straight towards her face, but she only had to duck to save herself, resulting in Natsu almost succeeding in punching Mugino's pretty face yet again, but she didn't dare to let herself fall for the same move, and moved back, the array of beams felt endless. It seemed that the battle would drag out for quite some time, as Natsu mostly parried, and tried to move forward, but Mugino kept taking more distance while firing away her relentless attacks.
Jun heeded Natsu's advice. Once she started trading blows with Meltdowner again, he began sprinting towards Hono's location. When he reunited with Hono, he asked him "Did you happen to find a way out of here, as well?" While this area was away from the action, Jun still didn't feel safe. "Man, if she hits one of these containers, it could just fall over and crush us, if her attack doesn't just get us outright..." He kept looking up cautiously at the stack of containers Hono just lead him to.
"Ahahaha, don't worry senpai. If the attack did hit here, all those beams will hit all 3, or maybe just two. I'm sure that the beam lady will only focus on our flame lady," Hono looked at the two while opening his canteen in his back pocket, in case something happens.
Natsu took flight. Constantly releasing fire from below her shoes, it's as if her shoes were equipped with high-tech equipments used for rockets. Mugino's beams were thrown at her direction nonetheless, she only viewed Natsu as a sneaky pest, not intending to believe that her spot as the #4 level 5 esper in the Academy City may be replaced soon by her. What Mugino couldn't understand was this very situation. Why were the two set up to fight each other in the first place? The location itself for the battlefield made sense. It had the least of people, albeit for some reason she could see two viewers, but she cared less, she could take care of them later. What concerned her what Natsu's erratic movements. The most she did was move around, was there a merit to that?
She shouted to the flying-Natsu, "What are you up to?! Stop running and get in here!" as she barked, her destructive beams were launched over and over. On the other hand, Natsu simply wore her ecstatic smile and flew over to a totally different direction; moving behind her. She wouldn't gain an upper hand Mugino could simply turn around and continue her ruthless round of attacks, she definitely held the upper hand.
What bothered Mugino was that it seemed like Natsu was holding back, rather, it's as if she was buying time. Meltdowner cringed due to her ignorance towards her ability, but kept up her angry expression. Perhaps Natsu would pull off a powerful blow, but needed time to prepare it, There has to be a reason she's called the -Time- Flare, huh? she thought, with a grin, Then all I have to do is kill her while I can!
Flipping out a silicon card from her pocket, she tossed it into the air - giving rise to a confounded expression on Natsu's charismatic facial features - then raised her right palm; targeting the card, "Silicon burn!" and activated her high-speed particle wave machine gun, which was instantly divided into many small beams of destruction that spread out, covering a vast range; lightening up the sky as many of the slimmer beams spread wider and went on in the sky.
Natsu gritted her teeth, covering her chest with her arms, she burned with fire that cloaked herself for protection; a human on fire, but she soon came falling down, "That took care of you and your ability to activate your power. Two birds with one stone, perhaps?" she haughtily looked down on the injured Natsu, who seemed to be wet with crimson liquids. Droplets of thick, red blood fell from her arms that took most of the damage. Natsu faced down towards the earth, Mugino couldn't contain her smile upon seeing the sight, assuming that Natsu was hiding her face that contained a scared expression which her cowardice disallowed her to show. However, what Natsu was hiding wasn't a ruined pretty face, nor a teary-faced expression, but a smile that unintentionally cracked.
As night fell, Li wandered closer to the Switchyard while remaining wary of any potential dangers. She looked across the vast urban jungle of uniform shipping containers and crisscrossing train tracks with a little uneasiness given the lack of human activity. Then an explosion followed by smoke and debris rose up within the Switchyard. "What the heck is that...?" Li thought aloud as she worked her way into the Switchyard properly and followed one of the rails toward the source of the explosion. As she closed in, several more explosions and what appeared to be searing beams could be seen around a section of the Switchyard.
Then she reached a clearing, littered with shipping containers, a number of which were heavily damaged or destroyed outright, as she saw two women engaged in esper combat. She didn't recognize the tall woman who seemed to have just fired a scatterbeam of sorts at the other woman, who defended herself with an 'armor' of fire. It wasn't until she fell back down to the ground, bloodied and her fire dispersed that Li recognized her as Kihara Natsu. It was obvious that Misaka Mikoto wasn't in the area, but the sight of these esper powerhouses caused Li to freeze a bit in surprise and a bit of awe. While Natsu's opponent gloated at the downed Natsu, Li felt a vague sense or aura of danger emanating from Natsu. I've got a really bad feeling about this, Li thought uneasily as she started to move away. Then she saw two familiar male students standing by a nearby set of containers.
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
(This is a joint post between Cinia Pacifica and Katsucha.)
"What just happened here?!" Touma exclaimed, looking at the mess the switchyard was in, the ground was crushed beyond recognition, burning flames could be seen almost in every direction, smoke fumed about, covering the night sky and the silvery light of the moon. "Something exploded... But what could have caused something of this scale?"
"I have no clue, but we should be getting to the hospital. Your friend doesn't look like she's alright!"
"You're right... she looks stragely out of it."
Sana's face was tinted bright red as blood flushed up to both her cheeks, apart from being rescued, she didn't expected to be carried like a princess. To her, it felt like a scene from one of the many fairy tales she read and performed in the past, "Thank you very much you two! I almost lost all hope... but I should be able to walk now, I don't want to be any more trouble to you two."
"A-Ah, okay, sorry for carrying you like that suddenly then," as Touma nervously said, he slowly put Minase Sana down from her arms, allowing her to stand on both her feet, Misaka said with anxiety, "Are you sure you're alright? You shouldn't push yourself."
"It's okay, I think my body somewhat recovered by now," she said, not completely sure herself. Attempting to take a couple of steps, she instantly went down on her knees, her muscles started to ache in pain. "Just what did that girl do... Sana couldn't remember the fall she took that was caused by the enemy who had a female voice, all she could remember was being on the ground, but had no clear memory of what occurred at that moment.
"Her legs gave out?" seeing Sana go down on her knees Misaka considered, Was she really simply restrained as we found her there? Or did other things happened before I even learned about her getting kidnapped?
Touma sighed, "So you're not alright after all!"
"Sorry about that I guess I'm more tired out than I thought," Sana said as she tried getting up again.
Touma ran over to the apparently tired girl, and held his hand out to help her get up, "Oi, Biribiri, up for giving a piggyback ride? She's your friend right, you should do at least that much!"
"O-Of course I can, it's not like I hate the fact that you gave her that kind of a ride or something! And don't call me 'Biribiri'!!" she spat out in one breath, with a furious expression, and looked at Sana with a smile, "Time for a ride from the Misaka express, you ready?"
Sana's face turned slightly red again from embarrassment about her current state, "I think I'm just worn out from using up my powers, if I could recharge it, maybe I'd be fine. Though, that's probably not possible."
"Actually it's possible, since we're fellow electromasters. If I send electricity via a current to your body, it should be possible. I don't think you'll be able to move around much after that, though. But I can do it anyway, if it makes you feel any better," Misaka offered.
"Well it wouldn't hurt to try, I just don't want to be a burden to you two."
"It doesn't hurt to rely on me, you know," Misaka replied, giving an assuring smile. "I'm gonna do that, then," her palm rested on Minase Sana's neck, an electrical current flew out, the wave slowly reaching into Minase Sana's entire body, from her brain, down to her toes. It most likely felt refreshing for her, due to getting energized. However, as Misaka performed this task, a voice rang out on her mind, and something flashed in her head, "Eh? A voice?" she suddenly said, out of bewilderment.
"Huh? What happened?" Touma asked, not particularly concerned since Misaka's expression didn't seem to give a bad vibe.
"Are these... memories of Minase-san's past?" this situation felt familiar. Then she remembered something that happened when she electricuted Kiyama Harumi in a battle with her, So... the electric current created a circuit that linked Minase-san's mind with mine, and so I'm seeing another person's memories again?
Flashes from different times appeared in Misaka's brain, with Minase Sana performing plays for her siblings, She really did have a lot of siblings... Misaka thought, but then something particularly bad popped up. Minase Sana tied up, one of her eye being injured. Then a different scene came up, Sana crying and promising that she'll become stronger, enough to protect Minase Tamaki. Misaka saw flashes of different times after that, like how her friend argued with her father to get permission to go to Academy City. Then the scene again flipped back to her past, where her eye was punched, the shock from seeing it actually happen instantly made Misaka let go of Minase Sana's neck.
Misaka was shocked, a cold sweat ran down by the side of her cheek, "W-What... was all that?!" she gulped, "Is that how you got heterochromia?"
Sana was surprised at Misaka's sudden question, she frantically tinkered about in her mind, exactly how she should reply. A cold sweat rolled by the side of her face as she drew a blank. Sana had always preferred to not talk about that dreadful incident, it was the scar of her heart. Everyone assumed that she was born this way, and didn't bring it up as they thought it's a subject of taboo to her. She was accustomed to people thinking like that about her, it was more comforting than having people assume that she was the victum of a kidnapper. She liked it better that way, not having to talk about something so painful. Having set foot in Academy City to become someone strong, strong enough to protect one who is most important to her; the little sister she so cherished - Minase Tamaki. She had yet to achieve her goal even now, as she herself got kidnapped in this situation. Sana repeatedly opened and closed her mouth, as if about to speak something out, but unable to. Biting her lower lip, she braced herself as she spewed whatever came to mind, "What are you talking about, Misaka-san?" she said, with a contorted smile, as sweat drooped at her chin, "I was born like this!" nervously ending her sentence, her brain processed the very sound of the droplet of her sweat that landed on the brown ground.
Misaka straightened herself, repressed her surprised expression, and made sure to give the same smile she did earlier, prepared to feign ignorace, as she realized that she shouldn't dig up on her friend's deep wound, putting her hand behind her back, she replied in a care-free type manner, brushing aside whatever she just saw, while Touma's glare made it evident that Misaka was just hiding her true expression, "A-Ah! Is that sooo?! W-Well anyway, let's go, we're kinda late and way off the curfew time anyway, and we need to get you in a hospital too!! Do you think you're charged up enough now?"
Feeling horrible from lying, and remembering the incident, Sana wondered why exactly Misaka asked such a question, Did she see something while performing that charge up... ? It can't be a coincidence that she'd just suddenly say that... but Sana knew, this wasn't the time to be thinking about something like that, she thought that maybe when it was just her and Misaka alone, she could ask, "Yeah, my body feels energized now, I think I should be able to walk now," Sana said as she tried to smile, but as soon as she tried standing up, she could feel her muscles ache again, "I guess it wasn't cause I used up my pow-' she spoke with her husky voice, and coughed.
"How long has her throat been dry?!" Touma shouted out, from the way it seemed, she couldn't even speak properly, just what kind of a terrible treatment did those kidnappers give? Touma frowned.
Misaka then forcibly picked up Minase Sana, "Then it's Misaka express it is! Hold on tight, Minase-san!"
"Misaka-senpai, can you please not tell Tama-chan about what happened to me please?" Sana whispered in a low tone to Misaka's ears, not being able to speak much anymore, to which Misaka simply smiled and nodded, "Mnm!"
"What just happened here?!" Touma exclaimed, looking at the mess the switchyard was in, the ground was crushed beyond recognition, burning flames could be seen almost in every direction, smoke fumed about, covering the night sky and the silvery light of the moon. "Something exploded... But what could have caused something of this scale?"
"I have no clue, but we should be getting to the hospital. Your friend doesn't look like she's alright!"
"You're right... she looks stragely out of it."
Sana's face was tinted bright red as blood flushed up to both her cheeks, apart from being rescued, she didn't expected to be carried like a princess. To her, it felt like a scene from one of the many fairy tales she read and performed in the past, "Thank you very much you two! I almost lost all hope... but I should be able to walk now, I don't want to be any more trouble to you two."
"A-Ah, okay, sorry for carrying you like that suddenly then," as Touma nervously said, he slowly put Minase Sana down from her arms, allowing her to stand on both her feet, Misaka said with anxiety, "Are you sure you're alright? You shouldn't push yourself."
"It's okay, I think my body somewhat recovered by now," she said, not completely sure herself. Attempting to take a couple of steps, she instantly went down on her knees, her muscles started to ache in pain. "Just what did that girl do... Sana couldn't remember the fall she took that was caused by the enemy who had a female voice, all she could remember was being on the ground, but had no clear memory of what occurred at that moment.
"Her legs gave out?" seeing Sana go down on her knees Misaka considered, Was she really simply restrained as we found her there? Or did other things happened before I even learned about her getting kidnapped?
Touma sighed, "So you're not alright after all!"
"Sorry about that I guess I'm more tired out than I thought," Sana said as she tried getting up again.
Touma ran over to the apparently tired girl, and held his hand out to help her get up, "Oi, Biribiri, up for giving a piggyback ride? She's your friend right, you should do at least that much!"
"O-Of course I can, it's not like I hate the fact that you gave her that kind of a ride or something! And don't call me 'Biribiri'!!" she spat out in one breath, with a furious expression, and looked at Sana with a smile, "Time for a ride from the Misaka express, you ready?"
Sana's face turned slightly red again from embarrassment about her current state, "I think I'm just worn out from using up my powers, if I could recharge it, maybe I'd be fine. Though, that's probably not possible."
"Actually it's possible, since we're fellow electromasters. If I send electricity via a current to your body, it should be possible. I don't think you'll be able to move around much after that, though. But I can do it anyway, if it makes you feel any better," Misaka offered.
"Well it wouldn't hurt to try, I just don't want to be a burden to you two."
"It doesn't hurt to rely on me, you know," Misaka replied, giving an assuring smile. "I'm gonna do that, then," her palm rested on Minase Sana's neck, an electrical current flew out, the wave slowly reaching into Minase Sana's entire body, from her brain, down to her toes. It most likely felt refreshing for her, due to getting energized. However, as Misaka performed this task, a voice rang out on her mind, and something flashed in her head, "Eh? A voice?" she suddenly said, out of bewilderment.
"Huh? What happened?" Touma asked, not particularly concerned since Misaka's expression didn't seem to give a bad vibe.
"Are these... memories of Minase-san's past?" this situation felt familiar. Then she remembered something that happened when she electricuted Kiyama Harumi in a battle with her, So... the electric current created a circuit that linked Minase-san's mind with mine, and so I'm seeing another person's memories again?
Flashes from different times appeared in Misaka's brain, with Minase Sana performing plays for her siblings, She really did have a lot of siblings... Misaka thought, but then something particularly bad popped up. Minase Sana tied up, one of her eye being injured. Then a different scene came up, Sana crying and promising that she'll become stronger, enough to protect Minase Tamaki. Misaka saw flashes of different times after that, like how her friend argued with her father to get permission to go to Academy City. Then the scene again flipped back to her past, where her eye was punched, the shock from seeing it actually happen instantly made Misaka let go of Minase Sana's neck.
Misaka was shocked, a cold sweat ran down by the side of her cheek, "W-What... was all that?!" she gulped, "Is that how you got heterochromia?"
Sana was surprised at Misaka's sudden question, she frantically tinkered about in her mind, exactly how she should reply. A cold sweat rolled by the side of her face as she drew a blank. Sana had always preferred to not talk about that dreadful incident, it was the scar of her heart. Everyone assumed that she was born this way, and didn't bring it up as they thought it's a subject of taboo to her. She was accustomed to people thinking like that about her, it was more comforting than having people assume that she was the victum of a kidnapper. She liked it better that way, not having to talk about something so painful. Having set foot in Academy City to become someone strong, strong enough to protect one who is most important to her; the little sister she so cherished - Minase Tamaki. She had yet to achieve her goal even now, as she herself got kidnapped in this situation. Sana repeatedly opened and closed her mouth, as if about to speak something out, but unable to. Biting her lower lip, she braced herself as she spewed whatever came to mind, "What are you talking about, Misaka-san?" she said, with a contorted smile, as sweat drooped at her chin, "I was born like this!" nervously ending her sentence, her brain processed the very sound of the droplet of her sweat that landed on the brown ground.
Misaka straightened herself, repressed her surprised expression, and made sure to give the same smile she did earlier, prepared to feign ignorace, as she realized that she shouldn't dig up on her friend's deep wound, putting her hand behind her back, she replied in a care-free type manner, brushing aside whatever she just saw, while Touma's glare made it evident that Misaka was just hiding her true expression, "A-Ah! Is that sooo?! W-Well anyway, let's go, we're kinda late and way off the curfew time anyway, and we need to get you in a hospital too!! Do you think you're charged up enough now?"
Feeling horrible from lying, and remembering the incident, Sana wondered why exactly Misaka asked such a question, Did she see something while performing that charge up... ? It can't be a coincidence that she'd just suddenly say that... but Sana knew, this wasn't the time to be thinking about something like that, she thought that maybe when it was just her and Misaka alone, she could ask, "Yeah, my body feels energized now, I think I should be able to walk now," Sana said as she tried to smile, but as soon as she tried standing up, she could feel her muscles ache again, "I guess it wasn't cause I used up my pow-' she spoke with her husky voice, and coughed.
"How long has her throat been dry?!" Touma shouted out, from the way it seemed, she couldn't even speak properly, just what kind of a terrible treatment did those kidnappers give? Touma frowned.
Misaka then forcibly picked up Minase Sana, "Then it's Misaka express it is! Hold on tight, Minase-san!"
"Misaka-senpai, can you please not tell Tama-chan about what happened to me please?" Sana whispered in a low tone to Misaka's ears, not being able to speak much anymore, to which Misaka simply smiled and nodded, "Mnm!"
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
(This is a joint post between Cinia Pacifica, BlinkXPoke, sardaukar58, and Gahald_Mills.)
"Huh!?" Jun caught a glimpse of another girl in the vicinity.. "Isn't that... Li-san? Why is she here, too!?" He urgently asked her "Do you know a way out of here? We've just been hiding around trying to avoid the chaos those two are creating. I don't think there's any way we can protect ourselves from that." He pointed in the direction of the fight.
"No time to explain!" Li shouted as she ran as hard as she could towards Hono and Jun. She frantically grabbed the hands of each and dragged them away as she practically screamed, "Just run, you idiots! RUN!"
"Ehhh!? Li-chan? What are you doing here??" Li held Hono's hand, and forcibly made him follow, not that he actually minded. He continued, "Why are you suddenly taking us away from this amazing fight? I'm kinda worried with the flame woman there. She's in a pinch!" Hono tried to explain while holding Li's soft little hands, So soft~.
"Ahh!" Jun yelped when he was suddenly pulled by Li. "Wait, what's going on? Are they getting closer again?" Jun looked back towards the fight, trying to see what caught Li's attention that caused her rushed reaction. They still seemed relatively far away, and the sounds of their battle ceased. "Is the fight over...?"
"Any last words?" asking that, Mugino's smile was gone, and replaced with a plain expression. However, one could tell that she was brimming with excitement as victory was almost at hand. Natsu looked up, and though that Mugino seemed quite elegant under the moon's silvery light, and thought that she should have a personality that takes better advantage of said elegance and beauty. Conversely, Mugino was thinking that Natsu looked best at crouching to the brown muddy ground with the moon's light gently resting on her. It seemed perfect, for some reason.
"Unfortunately, I've never given much thought about my last words," Mugino's face warped with fury, as Natsu's right hand faced the prideful Meltdowner, and clenched. Flames abruptly engulfed Mugino, resulting in an explosive sound resounding around the battlefield. Mugino screeched in heat and fear. What just happened... ? she thought. She was always careful not to let her flames catch her, then just what was going on? She couldn't see any incoming flames. Scientific rationality was not working in her mind at the dire situation. Frantically putting up her barrier conjured via her ability, she jumped and launched several rounds of her high-speed particle wave machine gun; effectively taking out the flames, then shot really tiny particle waves on portions of her cloths which were caught on fire.
Tch, how am I going to deal with that? Do I keep moving... no, I have to finish her off, just as she concluded her answer to the problem, she aimed her right palm towards Natsu, who suddenly started to glow with an orange hue. "... What?" she thought out loud, "Don't get ahead of yourself just because you're the new level 5. I'll finish you off now!" she declared, shooting with her particle wave machine gun, but it seemed that Natsu's legs had somewhat recovered, moving enough inches each time, to barely evade the attacks, just as she did when the fight started.
The orange light emanating from Natsu got brighter, and slowly dimmed. This repeated for some time, giving Mugino the premonition that she had to finish the fight before Natsu pulled her next trick off. Natsu wasn't fighting back, allowing Mugino to theorize that perhaps she can't attack when she's pulling off this particular trick. However, even with launching four beams at the same time, Natsu still managed to dodge, causing containers behind her to be destroyed. The contents of the container burst forth into the atmosphere around the two, making the wind dusty, but neither of the two had their eyesight effected. It's as if she has a sixth sense telling her how to survive each attacks, this agitated Mugino Shizuri to no end. The glow from Natsu's body got brighter, the Meltdowner instinctively felt danger and moved aback, deploying her defensive shield which can melt or disintegrate even steel, and took her stand.
"You sure you don't wanna run?"
"What did you just say?!"
"Exactly what I just said, I heard that they shipped in wheat flour today. They were being stored here... "
"So?!" but just as she instantly replied, something snapped at the back of her mind, making her eyes widen in shock of realization.
"Did you notice the weather tonight? It's barely windy. When your attacks broke certain cargo containers just now, it got... misty, wouldn't you say?"
"Then... " her eyes widened due to shock from coming to a realization.
"Huh!?" Jun caught a glimpse of another girl in the vicinity.. "Isn't that... Li-san? Why is she here, too!?" He urgently asked her "Do you know a way out of here? We've just been hiding around trying to avoid the chaos those two are creating. I don't think there's any way we can protect ourselves from that." He pointed in the direction of the fight.
"No time to explain!" Li shouted as she ran as hard as she could towards Hono and Jun. She frantically grabbed the hands of each and dragged them away as she practically screamed, "Just run, you idiots! RUN!"
"Ehhh!? Li-chan? What are you doing here??" Li held Hono's hand, and forcibly made him follow, not that he actually minded. He continued, "Why are you suddenly taking us away from this amazing fight? I'm kinda worried with the flame woman there. She's in a pinch!" Hono tried to explain while holding Li's soft little hands, So soft~.
"Ahh!" Jun yelped when he was suddenly pulled by Li. "Wait, what's going on? Are they getting closer again?" Jun looked back towards the fight, trying to see what caught Li's attention that caused her rushed reaction. They still seemed relatively far away, and the sounds of their battle ceased. "Is the fight over...?"
"Any last words?" asking that, Mugino's smile was gone, and replaced with a plain expression. However, one could tell that she was brimming with excitement as victory was almost at hand. Natsu looked up, and though that Mugino seemed quite elegant under the moon's silvery light, and thought that she should have a personality that takes better advantage of said elegance and beauty. Conversely, Mugino was thinking that Natsu looked best at crouching to the brown muddy ground with the moon's light gently resting on her. It seemed perfect, for some reason.
"Unfortunately, I've never given much thought about my last words," Mugino's face warped with fury, as Natsu's right hand faced the prideful Meltdowner, and clenched. Flames abruptly engulfed Mugino, resulting in an explosive sound resounding around the battlefield. Mugino screeched in heat and fear. What just happened... ? she thought. She was always careful not to let her flames catch her, then just what was going on? She couldn't see any incoming flames. Scientific rationality was not working in her mind at the dire situation. Frantically putting up her barrier conjured via her ability, she jumped and launched several rounds of her high-speed particle wave machine gun; effectively taking out the flames, then shot really tiny particle waves on portions of her cloths which were caught on fire.
Tch, how am I going to deal with that? Do I keep moving... no, I have to finish her off, just as she concluded her answer to the problem, she aimed her right palm towards Natsu, who suddenly started to glow with an orange hue. "... What?" she thought out loud, "Don't get ahead of yourself just because you're the new level 5. I'll finish you off now!" she declared, shooting with her particle wave machine gun, but it seemed that Natsu's legs had somewhat recovered, moving enough inches each time, to barely evade the attacks, just as she did when the fight started.
The orange light emanating from Natsu got brighter, and slowly dimmed. This repeated for some time, giving Mugino the premonition that she had to finish the fight before Natsu pulled her next trick off. Natsu wasn't fighting back, allowing Mugino to theorize that perhaps she can't attack when she's pulling off this particular trick. However, even with launching four beams at the same time, Natsu still managed to dodge, causing containers behind her to be destroyed. The contents of the container burst forth into the atmosphere around the two, making the wind dusty, but neither of the two had their eyesight effected. It's as if she has a sixth sense telling her how to survive each attacks, this agitated Mugino Shizuri to no end. The glow from Natsu's body got brighter, the Meltdowner instinctively felt danger and moved aback, deploying her defensive shield which can melt or disintegrate even steel, and took her stand.
"You sure you don't wanna run?"
"What did you just say?!"
"Exactly what I just said, I heard that they shipped in wheat flour today. They were being stored here... "
"So?!" but just as she instantly replied, something snapped at the back of her mind, making her eyes widen in shock of realization.
"Did you notice the weather tonight? It's barely windy. When your attacks broke certain cargo containers just now, it got... misty, wouldn't you say?"
"Then... " her eyes widened due to shock from coming to a realization.
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(This is a joint post between Cinia Pacifica, Xninebreaker, and TheLoneGentleman)
Though Shou came back carrying Fuyuko in his arms, he brushed aside the fact that he was carrying her and spoke to Sadao in an almost business-like manner, "So, any plans? What are we doing?" Initally Shou was angry and frustatred, but after an explosion like that, it was clear that something of this scale was not something Shou could take lightly.
Being saved was something Sadao never wanted to get used to, but he was thankful all the same. Looking around he saw that Mitori was in worse shape than he was. Sadao wasn't surprised seeing that she had to go up against the Railgun. Feeling the explosion that shook the factory Sadao smirked. "Beats me. Looks like we might have some more guests." said Sado pulling out his gun and checking his ammunition count.
"Luckily, she's our strongest ally so far," Mitori spoke with her voice sounding rough, she stood up, brushing aside dust with her small and seemingly soft white hands, pulling her hood up to cover the entirety of her head, then retaining her usual nonchalant smile and calmness.
"So... Is she providing a distraction? Or are we going to meet up with this ally of ours? Shou asked.
"Ah, yeah. We go to the Reformatories for now. Actually, scrap that. Let's just find another hiding place, seeing that old man won't do us any good for tonight. We'd just get labeled as failures if we go there now," she spoke after a brief pause again, "She probably wasn't. She was set up to fight Meltdowner if I remember correctly. I'm not sure what the conclusion of their little experiment is, though."
"Ah, so it's her?" Sadao said scratching the back of his hood. [colot=#9D0A0A]"She will be able to handle herself just fine"[/color] Holstering his weapon he looked around getting his bearings. "Let's get out of here before we get found again."
"Seeing as how everyone seems to be in terrible condition, looks like I'll be taking care of the transportation. So, you two have any other hideouts? Remember, I have limits, I won't be able to juggle you guys for that long."
"I think we can hit up district 3, and get ourselves in a hotel, my face isn't particularly well known, although Sadao's is, we both have our hoods. I can pull some strings and get a room for us. It wouldn't be too suspicious to stay in a hotel, rather than a shady abandoned house or something, we'll just have to walk after you reach your limit at teleporting," Mitori suggested.
Usually this was the point where Sadao would call Maria to pick him up. Sadly he no longer had that luxury. "Works for me. Still don't know how I got so damn famous," said Sadao as he got ready for the trip.
"District 3 eh...? Alright, I think I can manage." Shou nodded in agreement.
Though Shou came back carrying Fuyuko in his arms, he brushed aside the fact that he was carrying her and spoke to Sadao in an almost business-like manner, "So, any plans? What are we doing?" Initally Shou was angry and frustatred, but after an explosion like that, it was clear that something of this scale was not something Shou could take lightly.
Being saved was something Sadao never wanted to get used to, but he was thankful all the same. Looking around he saw that Mitori was in worse shape than he was. Sadao wasn't surprised seeing that she had to go up against the Railgun. Feeling the explosion that shook the factory Sadao smirked. "Beats me. Looks like we might have some more guests." said Sado pulling out his gun and checking his ammunition count.
"Luckily, she's our strongest ally so far," Mitori spoke with her voice sounding rough, she stood up, brushing aside dust with her small and seemingly soft white hands, pulling her hood up to cover the entirety of her head, then retaining her usual nonchalant smile and calmness.
"So... Is she providing a distraction? Or are we going to meet up with this ally of ours? Shou asked.
"Ah, yeah. We go to the Reformatories for now. Actually, scrap that. Let's just find another hiding place, seeing that old man won't do us any good for tonight. We'd just get labeled as failures if we go there now," she spoke after a brief pause again, "She probably wasn't. She was set up to fight Meltdowner if I remember correctly. I'm not sure what the conclusion of their little experiment is, though."
"Ah, so it's her?" Sadao said scratching the back of his hood. [colot=#9D0A0A]"She will be able to handle herself just fine"[/color] Holstering his weapon he looked around getting his bearings. "Let's get out of here before we get found again."
"Seeing as how everyone seems to be in terrible condition, looks like I'll be taking care of the transportation. So, you two have any other hideouts? Remember, I have limits, I won't be able to juggle you guys for that long."
"I think we can hit up district 3, and get ourselves in a hotel, my face isn't particularly well known, although Sadao's is, we both have our hoods. I can pull some strings and get a room for us. It wouldn't be too suspicious to stay in a hotel, rather than a shady abandoned house or something, we'll just have to walk after you reach your limit at teleporting," Mitori suggested.
Usually this was the point where Sadao would call Maria to pick him up. Sadly he no longer had that luxury. "Works for me. Still don't know how I got so damn famous," said Sadao as he got ready for the trip.
"District 3 eh...? Alright, I think I can manage." Shou nodded in agreement.
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BlinkXPoke
Cards and Hugs abound
(This is a joint post between Cinia Pacifica, BlinkXPoke, sardaukar58, and Gahald_Mills.)
"Do you know what would happen if the current air catches fire now?" Natsu's expression was contorted with a cold yet twisted smile, and gave a maniacal laughter, which resounded across the entire field, "This is why I'm known as Time Flare!!" she announced. As the epicenter of the monstrosity, a round light formed, and it expanded. Getting larger, it disintegrated anything that reached its path, and soon seemed like a miniature sun from afar. The large explosion was so big, anyone watching it from up-close would most likely be blinded by the light. The explosive sound and the waves of shockwave it gave away made the earth itself shudder and scatter; giving rise to tremors.
There was fire all over the place, but Mugino was nowhere to be found. It seemed that she was rescued at the last second by her comrades from ITEM. Natsu sighed, Right, that was the plan, what am I doing trying to actually kill someone?
As large flames erupted, the deafening noises of the battle resumed. Jun was disoriented by it, gasping in pain as his ears started ringing. He still focused on the fight between Natsu and Meltdowner, as a short standstill began as some sort of dust enveloped the area. Suddenly, there was another explosion, so loud and bright, it could kill his sense of sight and sound. His body instantly reacted, turning his head away from the light, and putting his hands over his ears to block out at least some of the sound. Jun's eyesight and hearing were still affected; the light burned his eyes, and he was temporarily deafened.
Li ran as fast as she could, despite being burdened with dragging the two boys. But then as soon as she saw a bright flash of light encroach upon her peripheral vision, she instantly reacted by letting them go. Then she threw herself forward toward the pebble-strewn ground, eyes tightly shut, and her arms covered her ears and back of her head. As her face was dragged along the rough ground, she could still see a brief flash of near-daylight which was accompanied by a deafening roar. She gritted her teeth as she braced against the shockwaves that shook the very ground on which she laid. After the explosion passed, Li struggled to get up, as her body was shaken up and her ears were still ringing.
Hono noticed that Li suddenly let go of her hand and threw herself forward towards the ground. Hono immediately did the same; mimicing her move. He shut his eyes tight and covered his ears firmly like Li did. The light grew brighter each second, enough to lift the darkness from shutting his eyelids, an explosive noise roared out, which felt ear deafening to Hono, even after he firmly gripped his ears. As soon as the explosion passed, Hono kneed down and shook his head. He could not hear nor see anything for a few seconds.
As Jun, Li, and Hono ran, they reached yet another bridge ahead of them, and witnessed a worn-out Natsu looking down at them from above the bridge, "I thought I told you guys to keep a good distance!" she realized that the person she specifically chose to bully in her so-called 'skit', Li was also present in the scene now, but chose to ignore it, and shouted out so that her message would reach their ears, she contemplated whether she should just ignore them, but said it anyway. There was also the possiblity that her ability's sound blocked out their ability to see or hear. She herself got forcibly cloaked with flames, but had to use her powers from burning her own skin. She herself was beyond tired from concentrating. Due to the inflicted beams, parts of her body was injured as well.
Jun's hearing recovered in time for him to hear Natsu call out. "We tried! Couldn't you have waited any longer before blowing up the area!?" he shouted back in response.
"I would if I could, my life was on the line, you know," Natsu yelled back, just as she did, coughed up, crimson droplets of blood dripped by her hand after she covered her mouth. Her vision felt blurry, feeling somewhat anemic.
Li's hearing recovered fairly quick when they got up after the resulting explosion. She didn't take the time to check the sheer damage from the blast as it was better to maintain some extra distance. The brief run helped drive out the residual shakes she experienced from the shockwave of the blast when someone called out to them. Li looked up and glared at the origin of the voice as Jun had a brief exchange. "Kihara Natsu...was this 'little' deathmatch just another avenue to relieve your boredom? How far will you g-" Li asked, starting in on Natsu but then stopped after the Level 5 esper coughed and Li could see some blood spew past her hand. Li stopped her confrontational tirade but remained wary, despite Natsu's injured state.
"Who are you talking to, senpai?" Hono looked up and saw the person who bullied them before. Hono shouted, You still lived? What the hell did you do back there!? It's like something from a movie that I saw the other day! He scratched his head in confusion.
"Are you okay? That fight was pretty intense!" Jun noticed that she seemed pained. "Can you get home alright? If not, I know a good hospital if you need it." He assumed that the fight took a lot out of her, and he figured that he should help her, in return for her saving him during her fight with Meltdowner. If nothing else, it was also to help his family's hospital have more business and publicity, patching up an injured Level 5.
"Do you know what would happen if the current air catches fire now?" Natsu's expression was contorted with a cold yet twisted smile, and gave a maniacal laughter, which resounded across the entire field, "This is why I'm known as Time Flare!!" she announced. As the epicenter of the monstrosity, a round light formed, and it expanded. Getting larger, it disintegrated anything that reached its path, and soon seemed like a miniature sun from afar. The large explosion was so big, anyone watching it from up-close would most likely be blinded by the light. The explosive sound and the waves of shockwave it gave away made the earth itself shudder and scatter; giving rise to tremors.
There was fire all over the place, but Mugino was nowhere to be found. It seemed that she was rescued at the last second by her comrades from ITEM. Natsu sighed, Right, that was the plan, what am I doing trying to actually kill someone?
As large flames erupted, the deafening noises of the battle resumed. Jun was disoriented by it, gasping in pain as his ears started ringing. He still focused on the fight between Natsu and Meltdowner, as a short standstill began as some sort of dust enveloped the area. Suddenly, there was another explosion, so loud and bright, it could kill his sense of sight and sound. His body instantly reacted, turning his head away from the light, and putting his hands over his ears to block out at least some of the sound. Jun's eyesight and hearing were still affected; the light burned his eyes, and he was temporarily deafened.
Li ran as fast as she could, despite being burdened with dragging the two boys. But then as soon as she saw a bright flash of light encroach upon her peripheral vision, she instantly reacted by letting them go. Then she threw herself forward toward the pebble-strewn ground, eyes tightly shut, and her arms covered her ears and back of her head. As her face was dragged along the rough ground, she could still see a brief flash of near-daylight which was accompanied by a deafening roar. She gritted her teeth as she braced against the shockwaves that shook the very ground on which she laid. After the explosion passed, Li struggled to get up, as her body was shaken up and her ears were still ringing.
Hono noticed that Li suddenly let go of her hand and threw herself forward towards the ground. Hono immediately did the same; mimicing her move. He shut his eyes tight and covered his ears firmly like Li did. The light grew brighter each second, enough to lift the darkness from shutting his eyelids, an explosive noise roared out, which felt ear deafening to Hono, even after he firmly gripped his ears. As soon as the explosion passed, Hono kneed down and shook his head. He could not hear nor see anything for a few seconds.
As Jun, Li, and Hono ran, they reached yet another bridge ahead of them, and witnessed a worn-out Natsu looking down at them from above the bridge, "I thought I told you guys to keep a good distance!" she realized that the person she specifically chose to bully in her so-called 'skit', Li was also present in the scene now, but chose to ignore it, and shouted out so that her message would reach their ears, she contemplated whether she should just ignore them, but said it anyway. There was also the possiblity that her ability's sound blocked out their ability to see or hear. She herself got forcibly cloaked with flames, but had to use her powers from burning her own skin. She herself was beyond tired from concentrating. Due to the inflicted beams, parts of her body was injured as well.
Jun's hearing recovered in time for him to hear Natsu call out. "We tried! Couldn't you have waited any longer before blowing up the area!?" he shouted back in response.
"I would if I could, my life was on the line, you know," Natsu yelled back, just as she did, coughed up, crimson droplets of blood dripped by her hand after she covered her mouth. Her vision felt blurry, feeling somewhat anemic.
Li's hearing recovered fairly quick when they got up after the resulting explosion. She didn't take the time to check the sheer damage from the blast as it was better to maintain some extra distance. The brief run helped drive out the residual shakes she experienced from the shockwave of the blast when someone called out to them. Li looked up and glared at the origin of the voice as Jun had a brief exchange. "Kihara Natsu...was this 'little' deathmatch just another avenue to relieve your boredom? How far will you g-" Li asked, starting in on Natsu but then stopped after the Level 5 esper coughed and Li could see some blood spew past her hand. Li stopped her confrontational tirade but remained wary, despite Natsu's injured state.
"Who are you talking to, senpai?" Hono looked up and saw the person who bullied them before. Hono shouted, You still lived? What the hell did you do back there!? It's like something from a movie that I saw the other day! He scratched his head in confusion.
"Are you okay? That fight was pretty intense!" Jun noticed that she seemed pained. "Can you get home alright? If not, I know a good hospital if you need it." He assumed that the fight took a lot out of her, and he figured that he should help her, in return for her saving him during her fight with Meltdowner. If nothing else, it was also to help his family's hospital have more business and publicity, patching up an injured Level 5.
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(This is a joint post between Cinia Pacifica, BlinkXPoke, sardaukar58, and Gahald_Mills.)
Natsu's head wobbled, feeling dizzy, resorting to use her hand to keep her head from spinning, she started to fall, but it seemed that someone was behind her. An old man whose height was barely that of Natsu's. What remained of his hair from aging was few gray hair on his head. His wicked smile made one consider him as a mad scientist, "Fancy meeting you here... Grandfather," giving a smirk, she spoke with a hoarse voice.
"You did well, considering the estimations I made. It went beyond my imaginations, in fact! Your efforts made for science won't be wasted," he declared, "It seems that we also have Hyotoki now," a door opened behind the two, "We'll take you to the hospital," another man spoke with his brisk baritone voice, clad in black coat, his necktie was missing, easily giving an impression of a somewhat incomplete sense of formality in dressing code. A black car was parked behind Natsu, none below the bridge knew exactly when it drove to the spot behind Natsu, but it was obvious that it was her ride for the night. Natsu was soon taken away.
Li continued to watch warily as Natsu's attention was directed elsewhere on the bridge. She could hear a conversation going on, but nothing specific. Soon afterwards, she could hear a car that somehow was already at the bridge drive off, leaving nothing but silence. She sighed as all the tension slowly eased away from her body. She then turned toward her two fellow senpai. "Now that that's over with...I followed another Level 5 esper who wanted to help a friend and ended up nearly on the wrong end of an esper deathmatch. What's your story?" Li asked, her expression showing a mix of amusement and disdain.
Huh. Did she already have a ride home after all this? She's prepared. The sound of a car driving off indicated to Jun that Natsu had already left. He rubbed his eyes and ears again, still somewhat disoriented from the blast earlier. He then turned to Li and replied, "I had to lead Hono-san over here for his job, and we got caught up in this mess." After a short pause, he added, "By the way, thanks a bunch for helping us when you did. Things could have turned much worse for us." Jun bowed in gratitude. "I'm curious, though... how did you know Kihara-san was going to do that?"
"Yeah, what he said. I didn't know that it will come to that kind of event. I'm starting to think that the company that I work with planned everything, but nah, I know the old man. He would never do things that will endanger his workers. Although, if this kind of event happens again. I'm going to the company to ask the old man myself. Oh, and thank you for saving us," Hono said, looking around where the apparent 'Fire Lady' stood after she left, Still no manhole...
Li listened to Jun and Hono and noted their circumstances as simply being in the 'wrong place at the wrong time.' "You're welcome. I was lucky enough to notice you two when I did," Li replied as she paused briefly at Jun's follow-up question. "Um...I'm not exactly sure. When I saw Kihara down on the ground, I suddenly had a really bad feeling. It may be due to us being pyrokinesists, but I still had no idea about the nature nor extent of the explosion we experienced," Li explained as she brushed her hair back, struggling to find more words to describe that feeling. Then she listened to Hono say something almost akin to a conspiracy theory, so she replied with a slightly teasing tone, "Or maybe your luck is just plain bad, senpai."
Hono laughed a little, "Ahaha, maybe, but then again. . ." Hono smiled at Li, I've met you, He blushed a bit and checked his watch. it was busted because of the explosion. "Anyone got the time? My watch's busted because of the explosion." Hono asked while reaching his pocket to see if his phone is alright.
"It should be around 8 by now..." Jun pulled out his phone from his pocket, to confirm the time. It read 8:15. "Yeah, 15 after..." His eyes went wide as he realized something. "Uhh, are there buses that run this late? There might be one more, but..." The bus was the most convenient way to get back to District 7. Jun wasn't aware of any nearby subway stations that could possibly take them there faster, and he'd certainly prefer not to walk. "Anyways, we oughta get back up there. There's a bus stop near that bridge Kihara-san was just on. Come on." He began proceeding briskly toward the bus stop. There was a bus waiting, bringing relief to Jun. He slowed his pace as he boarded it and promptly dropped into the nearest seat, relaxing his tense body. Ahh, man. Too much excitement, again. Why can't I have more normal days?
Li checked her own watch, which was still working, albeit with a few scraps on the surface. But Jun checked the time and noted the urgency given the limited bus schedule. She also followed him up to the bridge and managed to board the bus in time. Just another eventful day, huh, Li thought as she leaned back against her seat.
Hono pulled out his phone, dead. He tried to turn it back on but no luck, Iguess the battery is out, Hono listened to his senior and replied, "Thanks, senpai." He followed him to the bus and quickly entered it. He took a seat near a window and looked out. I'll call the company tomorrow, I still can't find the manhole for the job, He sighed.
The three didn't talk much, as they were all tired. It was a relatively silent bus trip, it seldom stopped sometimes, and witnessed various teachers from different places, as well as random adults boarding the bus for transportation. That's how the eventful day ended for the three highschoolers who barely got involved in the massively dangerous incident that took place in this day.
Natsu's head wobbled, feeling dizzy, resorting to use her hand to keep her head from spinning, she started to fall, but it seemed that someone was behind her. An old man whose height was barely that of Natsu's. What remained of his hair from aging was few gray hair on his head. His wicked smile made one consider him as a mad scientist, "Fancy meeting you here... Grandfather," giving a smirk, she spoke with a hoarse voice.
"You did well, considering the estimations I made. It went beyond my imaginations, in fact! Your efforts made for science won't be wasted," he declared, "It seems that we also have Hyotoki now," a door opened behind the two, "We'll take you to the hospital," another man spoke with his brisk baritone voice, clad in black coat, his necktie was missing, easily giving an impression of a somewhat incomplete sense of formality in dressing code. A black car was parked behind Natsu, none below the bridge knew exactly when it drove to the spot behind Natsu, but it was obvious that it was her ride for the night. Natsu was soon taken away.
Li continued to watch warily as Natsu's attention was directed elsewhere on the bridge. She could hear a conversation going on, but nothing specific. Soon afterwards, she could hear a car that somehow was already at the bridge drive off, leaving nothing but silence. She sighed as all the tension slowly eased away from her body. She then turned toward her two fellow senpai. "Now that that's over with...I followed another Level 5 esper who wanted to help a friend and ended up nearly on the wrong end of an esper deathmatch. What's your story?" Li asked, her expression showing a mix of amusement and disdain.
Huh. Did she already have a ride home after all this? She's prepared. The sound of a car driving off indicated to Jun that Natsu had already left. He rubbed his eyes and ears again, still somewhat disoriented from the blast earlier. He then turned to Li and replied, "I had to lead Hono-san over here for his job, and we got caught up in this mess." After a short pause, he added, "By the way, thanks a bunch for helping us when you did. Things could have turned much worse for us." Jun bowed in gratitude. "I'm curious, though... how did you know Kihara-san was going to do that?"
"Yeah, what he said. I didn't know that it will come to that kind of event. I'm starting to think that the company that I work with planned everything, but nah, I know the old man. He would never do things that will endanger his workers. Although, if this kind of event happens again. I'm going to the company to ask the old man myself. Oh, and thank you for saving us," Hono said, looking around where the apparent 'Fire Lady' stood after she left, Still no manhole...
Li listened to Jun and Hono and noted their circumstances as simply being in the 'wrong place at the wrong time.' "You're welcome. I was lucky enough to notice you two when I did," Li replied as she paused briefly at Jun's follow-up question. "Um...I'm not exactly sure. When I saw Kihara down on the ground, I suddenly had a really bad feeling. It may be due to us being pyrokinesists, but I still had no idea about the nature nor extent of the explosion we experienced," Li explained as she brushed her hair back, struggling to find more words to describe that feeling. Then she listened to Hono say something almost akin to a conspiracy theory, so she replied with a slightly teasing tone, "Or maybe your luck is just plain bad, senpai."
Hono laughed a little, "Ahaha, maybe, but then again. . ." Hono smiled at Li, I've met you, He blushed a bit and checked his watch. it was busted because of the explosion. "Anyone got the time? My watch's busted because of the explosion." Hono asked while reaching his pocket to see if his phone is alright.
"It should be around 8 by now..." Jun pulled out his phone from his pocket, to confirm the time. It read 8:15. "Yeah, 15 after..." His eyes went wide as he realized something. "Uhh, are there buses that run this late? There might be one more, but..." The bus was the most convenient way to get back to District 7. Jun wasn't aware of any nearby subway stations that could possibly take them there faster, and he'd certainly prefer not to walk. "Anyways, we oughta get back up there. There's a bus stop near that bridge Kihara-san was just on. Come on." He began proceeding briskly toward the bus stop. There was a bus waiting, bringing relief to Jun. He slowed his pace as he boarded it and promptly dropped into the nearest seat, relaxing his tense body. Ahh, man. Too much excitement, again. Why can't I have more normal days?
Li checked her own watch, which was still working, albeit with a few scraps on the surface. But Jun checked the time and noted the urgency given the limited bus schedule. She also followed him up to the bridge and managed to board the bus in time. Just another eventful day, huh, Li thought as she leaned back against her seat.
Hono pulled out his phone, dead. He tried to turn it back on but no luck, Iguess the battery is out, Hono listened to his senior and replied, "Thanks, senpai." He followed him to the bus and quickly entered it. He took a seat near a window and looked out. I'll call the company tomorrow, I still can't find the manhole for the job, He sighed.
The three didn't talk much, as they were all tired. It was a relatively silent bus trip, it seldom stopped sometimes, and witnessed various teachers from different places, as well as random adults boarding the bus for transportation. That's how the eventful day ended for the three highschoolers who barely got involved in the massively dangerous incident that took place in this day.
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(This is a joint post between Cinia Pacifica, Xninebreaker and TheLoneGentleman)
"You should have said something if you couldn't handle it!" exclaimed Sadao stretching out his back. Shou was not able to juggle all of them and the painful result was crashing into a filthy alleyway. Sadao was familiar with this side of the city it was mainly students here, but that didn't stop scum from finding its way into the cracks.
"My butt feels kinda sore from that fall now... " Mitori mumbled, rubbing the cheeks of her buttocks to comfort herself with a slight expression of pain.
"I guess we're walking the rest of the way. Since I'm slightly known, I guess we'll need to keep off the main streets." suggested Sadao.
"Eh... it's pretty late, so it shouldn't be a problem," Mitori considered, "But we could take the alley path. Doesn't hurt to be cautious," she looked at the other person in their group, "Please don't tell me that you're scared of dark alleyways, newbie?" she looked at Tsubame Shou as she asked, in a teasing tone.
Shou smiled "Rather, I'm used to walking in dark places," with a sarcastic tone, he replied. Still carrying Fuyuko in his arms. He definitely wasn't scared of the dark.
"Then it's settled," Mitori said as she walked up to an alley.
Putting his hands in his pocket Sadao followed behind her. The group passed by homeless and sketchy Skill-Outs on their way through the district. It was sad seeing how many people just gave up. Sadao was happy that they at least had the common sense not to pick a fight with the group. That was short-lived as a group of five cut them off at the next alley they entered. Three in front of them and two came in behind them. Looking at the ones in front of them he sized them up. There was a larger man that seemed to have more confidence than the rest. Sadao figured he was the leader.
"Learn to pick your marks better. There is no score here," warned Sadao stepping out infront. The man smirked and pulled out a knife in response. "A couple of kids? I'm sure you have something worth while," he said looking at Mitori and licking his lips.
Mitori stepped forward, "Surely you can play with 'just a couple of kids' right?" she cracked a smile so wide that even Sadao could see it even though he stood beside her, "This is a pretty good way to let some steam out, wouldn't you agree," she somehow maintained her nonchalant and calm voice as she asked Sadao.
"Heh ya, I think this will do just fine. Wish there were just a few more though," he answered as he brought his right hand out of his pocket. Swinging it to loosen up a bit he clenched his fist. The man swung his knife in frustration, "Kill the men, but save that pretty one!" yelled the man as his lackeys ran in
She wave her hair to the side with a brush of her hand. It was a strand of hair that flew out to her chest on the front, and looked towards Sadao, "Maybe if we rack things up and make enough noises, more people would show up."
Smirking, Sadao turned around, "I'll be sure to let them scream a bit first then," Sadao answered as he turned around to greet the other two Skill-Outs. Shou would be protecting Fuyu which meant he couldn't fight, "You take those two, I'll deal with the other duo."
Looking the two men over as they headed his way he noticed they were both armed. One with a thick chain and the other with a butterfly knife. As they approached Sadao prepared to slug the first guy with his right fist, but his body felt heavy. Perhaps it was due to a lack of sleep. As he punched the man he was hit with the chain. Grabbing it, he beat the man in the face, and turned to the second man to restrain him. The man slashed at him but was only able to graze Sadao's face. Wiping the wound with his fingers Sadao gritted his teeth. The man began to back away. Not holding back at all Sadao whipped the man in the face before wrapping the chain around his neck and pulling as hard as he could. There was a snap and the man went limp.
Mitori stepped forward, the two men came forward in response with perverse expressions, making her feel disgusted, as she gave a contorted look on her face for a moment, but quickly patched it up with her cold and heartless smile that exuded malice. Her eyes had already confirmed steel pipes that ran along the lines of the surrounding buildings. A peculiar white humanoid figure formed on the surface of the wall vertically. As if waking up from a long slumber, it slowly raised it's head, looking down to the ground with it's terror inducing face, which lacked eyeballs on the eye-sockets and held a creepy smile, it's long strands of strange hair completed it's theme of horror.
She flipped out a knife from her pockets, but it wasn't visible due to the lack of light across the scene. The ghastly figure dropped abruptly from above, shocking both of Mitori's opponents. Upon viewing it's drastic face, they revealed their contorted and twisted expressions. The tall man behind them had other thoughts in his mind, "It's just a trick by our cutie pie, don't be scared of that! It's just a simple trick I bet!" he exclaimed.
"Truly," Mitori began, "It's a trick," the white tentacle-like thick strands of hair rolled itself around one of the man; constricting him, "However," the grip tightened, "What kind of a trick do you think it is?" she playfully asked. The other man took up the metal pipe that he firmly gripped in his hands, and strongly tried bashing it against the liquid metal doll. Instead of damaging it, the pipe was pulled and sucked into the clone, "W-What th-" the man cried out in shock and fear, his face would make one think whether he saw a ghost.
The tall man grinded his teeth, Mitori's smile hadn't left, her vision fixated towards the men she enjoyed torturing. Sounds of crackling bones resounded softly just before the strands of her doll's hair loosened and allowed it's prey to fall; drop dead. Her clone's hand changed shape, and turned into something akin to a seemingly sharp blade; similar to the upper portion of a scythe. Scared, her opponent ran as he screamed; terrified. However, the sharp thornly weapon from her doll's hand was swung. It's agile movements didn't allow him to escape, as the sharp shape of her hand dug itself onto his bare back, drawing deep scarlet liquid as the blade left his body. He grimaced, his scream turned into a screech as it intensified.
"Do you think that was loud enough, Sadao?"
Walking up next to his other target while dragging a bloody chain, he smiled, "Ya, let's just hope his friends give a damn about him," said Sadao. He was glad to have met someone as monsterous as he was, "You guys, we got some people moving in on our turf!" screamed the fat man as he struggled to not pass out from the pain. Of course, Sadao and the others had no interest in this rat hole, but if it meant more fighting, than they were happy to play their roles. It wasn't long till his "friends" responded to his pleas for help. Ten men came out from the doorways in the alley.
"Oho, you know how to use that thing?" Sadao said to a man carrying what looked like a machete. Spinning the chain, Sadao walked up to the group. "Leave this to me" said the man confident in whatever ability he thought he possesed with that weapon. Everyone stepped back except for the one carrying the machete. Sadao smirked as the man ran forward towards him. Giving the chain one last spin, he threw it at the man's legs hoping to tangle them up.
Throwing the chain hard enough but not fast enough the man fell almost on Sadao. Swinging as he went down he hit his target, but luckily Sadao was able to use his power to save himself. This was the sloppiest he had been in a while. As the man his the ground Sadao stomped his hand freeing the machete. Kicking the man in the face he sent him to the wall. Grabbing the machete he threw it at the man nailing him to the wall.
Mitori threw her knife into the air and it stabbed someone. The crimson liquid ran past it, as it pierced through cloths and skin. She then coolly walked past Sadao's opponent - but he didn't have the time to stop her - readying her ominous white figure for combat. The 'friends' of Sadao's prey were at first surprised and somewhat creeped out, but they didn't back down, this was made evident with their expressions displaying fury. On both of her clone's hands, two guns formed, and started to repeatedly shot. Horrified from the sudden attack, most started to run, but at least four of them were down for the count. Steam rose from the gun, she sighed, "Skill-Out members are so full of themselves just because they can outnumber the espers they face," she commented, "That's like, their only advantage," she added.
The guns on her remotely controlled clone doll turned into sharp blades yet again. She could see more people popping up, "They sure are persistent," the clone jumped into the hoard, and started to swing it's sharp blades, displaying an amazing level of ability in cutting speed. It's no wonder that blood could be seen easily. The round of ear-piercing screams didn't last long as her clone massacred her the enemies, "The rest of those small fries in front of me are yours, I guess."
Looking at the remaining three Sadao dipped his hands into his pockets. Pulling out his twin six inch flip blades he flicked his wrists popping the blades out. They were his weapon of choice in most fights. He knew everything about them. Where they had the most trouble cutting, and where they sliced with ease. Focusing his power to his joints he would increase his overall speed. After that taking those three out would be a matter of seconds.
Feeling his powers wash over him he smirked at the three men as they tried their best to raise their defenses. Running in, he ducked under a swing from a pipe. Slicing up for his shoulder, he tore it to shreds as the man's arm went limp. Another stab to his throat ended his struggle. Rotating into the next one he stabbed him rapidly with his right hitting all his vitals. Before then, the man fell, Sadao snapped to the next, simply slashing his throat. The man grabbed his neck gagging as he died. The man with several stab wounds fell back as a blood puddle formed under him. Dispersing his nitrogen coat, the blood that should have been all over his clothes sprayed onto the walls. He was unstained.
Flipping his blades into themselves he slid them back into his pockets. Looking back at the carnage the two of them decorated the alley with, he chuckled. "Better than a painting any day, right?" he asked admiring their work.
"I suppose so," she answered, her smile still portrayed over her facial features, "How about we take out our 'last boss' already?" she suggested, with her clone at bay.
Noticing the man crawling away, he laughed, "I thought he died already," Sadao said walking over to the man. Reaching down, he grabbed the man's head. Picking him up, the man weakly reached for Sadao's arm, trying to resist. Dragging him over to Mitori he pushed him towards the doll.
"Sweet dreams," Mitori wished with her expression staying indifferent. All the tall man could see was the blade of Mitori's doll, bathing in silvery moonlight, making the blade shiny and sparkly, due to crimson red blood stained in it. His expression contorted as he grimaced in fear, as the shadow of death beckoned for his soul to leave his body. Mitori's malicious smile seemed like the biggest nightmare in his life, as he begged for forgiveness. The blade mercilessly dug into his stomach. When the blade left his body, it brought out pieces of flesh along with it. Mitori hadn't a clue whether he was dead or just fatally injured, but assumed that he learned his lesson, "Did you know, those who lives a peaceful life in this city... are oddities?" she smirked.
"Alright, let's get back on track, and hit up that," hinting their original plan to go to district 3. She waved at Shou, "Let's go."
"Sure I don't think anyone else is coming out anyways," said Sadao heading off in the direction of District 3. Once they were in the right district finding a hotel would be trivial.
"You should have said something if you couldn't handle it!" exclaimed Sadao stretching out his back. Shou was not able to juggle all of them and the painful result was crashing into a filthy alleyway. Sadao was familiar with this side of the city it was mainly students here, but that didn't stop scum from finding its way into the cracks.
"My butt feels kinda sore from that fall now... " Mitori mumbled, rubbing the cheeks of her buttocks to comfort herself with a slight expression of pain.
"I guess we're walking the rest of the way. Since I'm slightly known, I guess we'll need to keep off the main streets." suggested Sadao.
"Eh... it's pretty late, so it shouldn't be a problem," Mitori considered, "But we could take the alley path. Doesn't hurt to be cautious," she looked at the other person in their group, "Please don't tell me that you're scared of dark alleyways, newbie?" she looked at Tsubame Shou as she asked, in a teasing tone.
Shou smiled "Rather, I'm used to walking in dark places," with a sarcastic tone, he replied. Still carrying Fuyuko in his arms. He definitely wasn't scared of the dark.
"Then it's settled," Mitori said as she walked up to an alley.
Putting his hands in his pocket Sadao followed behind her. The group passed by homeless and sketchy Skill-Outs on their way through the district. It was sad seeing how many people just gave up. Sadao was happy that they at least had the common sense not to pick a fight with the group. That was short-lived as a group of five cut them off at the next alley they entered. Three in front of them and two came in behind them. Looking at the ones in front of them he sized them up. There was a larger man that seemed to have more confidence than the rest. Sadao figured he was the leader.
"Learn to pick your marks better. There is no score here," warned Sadao stepping out infront. The man smirked and pulled out a knife in response. "A couple of kids? I'm sure you have something worth while," he said looking at Mitori and licking his lips.
Mitori stepped forward, "Surely you can play with 'just a couple of kids' right?" she cracked a smile so wide that even Sadao could see it even though he stood beside her, "This is a pretty good way to let some steam out, wouldn't you agree," she somehow maintained her nonchalant and calm voice as she asked Sadao.
"Heh ya, I think this will do just fine. Wish there were just a few more though," he answered as he brought his right hand out of his pocket. Swinging it to loosen up a bit he clenched his fist. The man swung his knife in frustration, "Kill the men, but save that pretty one!" yelled the man as his lackeys ran in
She wave her hair to the side with a brush of her hand. It was a strand of hair that flew out to her chest on the front, and looked towards Sadao, "Maybe if we rack things up and make enough noises, more people would show up."
Smirking, Sadao turned around, "I'll be sure to let them scream a bit first then," Sadao answered as he turned around to greet the other two Skill-Outs. Shou would be protecting Fuyu which meant he couldn't fight, "You take those two, I'll deal with the other duo."
Looking the two men over as they headed his way he noticed they were both armed. One with a thick chain and the other with a butterfly knife. As they approached Sadao prepared to slug the first guy with his right fist, but his body felt heavy. Perhaps it was due to a lack of sleep. As he punched the man he was hit with the chain. Grabbing it, he beat the man in the face, and turned to the second man to restrain him. The man slashed at him but was only able to graze Sadao's face. Wiping the wound with his fingers Sadao gritted his teeth. The man began to back away. Not holding back at all Sadao whipped the man in the face before wrapping the chain around his neck and pulling as hard as he could. There was a snap and the man went limp.
Mitori stepped forward, the two men came forward in response with perverse expressions, making her feel disgusted, as she gave a contorted look on her face for a moment, but quickly patched it up with her cold and heartless smile that exuded malice. Her eyes had already confirmed steel pipes that ran along the lines of the surrounding buildings. A peculiar white humanoid figure formed on the surface of the wall vertically. As if waking up from a long slumber, it slowly raised it's head, looking down to the ground with it's terror inducing face, which lacked eyeballs on the eye-sockets and held a creepy smile, it's long strands of strange hair completed it's theme of horror.
She flipped out a knife from her pockets, but it wasn't visible due to the lack of light across the scene. The ghastly figure dropped abruptly from above, shocking both of Mitori's opponents. Upon viewing it's drastic face, they revealed their contorted and twisted expressions. The tall man behind them had other thoughts in his mind, "It's just a trick by our cutie pie, don't be scared of that! It's just a simple trick I bet!" he exclaimed.
"Truly," Mitori began, "It's a trick," the white tentacle-like thick strands of hair rolled itself around one of the man; constricting him, "However," the grip tightened, "What kind of a trick do you think it is?" she playfully asked. The other man took up the metal pipe that he firmly gripped in his hands, and strongly tried bashing it against the liquid metal doll. Instead of damaging it, the pipe was pulled and sucked into the clone, "W-What th-" the man cried out in shock and fear, his face would make one think whether he saw a ghost.
The tall man grinded his teeth, Mitori's smile hadn't left, her vision fixated towards the men she enjoyed torturing. Sounds of crackling bones resounded softly just before the strands of her doll's hair loosened and allowed it's prey to fall; drop dead. Her clone's hand changed shape, and turned into something akin to a seemingly sharp blade; similar to the upper portion of a scythe. Scared, her opponent ran as he screamed; terrified. However, the sharp thornly weapon from her doll's hand was swung. It's agile movements didn't allow him to escape, as the sharp shape of her hand dug itself onto his bare back, drawing deep scarlet liquid as the blade left his body. He grimaced, his scream turned into a screech as it intensified.
"Do you think that was loud enough, Sadao?"
Walking up next to his other target while dragging a bloody chain, he smiled, "Ya, let's just hope his friends give a damn about him," said Sadao. He was glad to have met someone as monsterous as he was, "You guys, we got some people moving in on our turf!" screamed the fat man as he struggled to not pass out from the pain. Of course, Sadao and the others had no interest in this rat hole, but if it meant more fighting, than they were happy to play their roles. It wasn't long till his "friends" responded to his pleas for help. Ten men came out from the doorways in the alley.
"Oho, you know how to use that thing?" Sadao said to a man carrying what looked like a machete. Spinning the chain, Sadao walked up to the group. "Leave this to me" said the man confident in whatever ability he thought he possesed with that weapon. Everyone stepped back except for the one carrying the machete. Sadao smirked as the man ran forward towards him. Giving the chain one last spin, he threw it at the man's legs hoping to tangle them up.
Throwing the chain hard enough but not fast enough the man fell almost on Sadao. Swinging as he went down he hit his target, but luckily Sadao was able to use his power to save himself. This was the sloppiest he had been in a while. As the man his the ground Sadao stomped his hand freeing the machete. Kicking the man in the face he sent him to the wall. Grabbing the machete he threw it at the man nailing him to the wall.
Mitori threw her knife into the air and it stabbed someone. The crimson liquid ran past it, as it pierced through cloths and skin. She then coolly walked past Sadao's opponent - but he didn't have the time to stop her - readying her ominous white figure for combat. The 'friends' of Sadao's prey were at first surprised and somewhat creeped out, but they didn't back down, this was made evident with their expressions displaying fury. On both of her clone's hands, two guns formed, and started to repeatedly shot. Horrified from the sudden attack, most started to run, but at least four of them were down for the count. Steam rose from the gun, she sighed, "Skill-Out members are so full of themselves just because they can outnumber the espers they face," she commented, "That's like, their only advantage," she added.
The guns on her remotely controlled clone doll turned into sharp blades yet again. She could see more people popping up, "They sure are persistent," the clone jumped into the hoard, and started to swing it's sharp blades, displaying an amazing level of ability in cutting speed. It's no wonder that blood could be seen easily. The round of ear-piercing screams didn't last long as her clone massacred her the enemies, "The rest of those small fries in front of me are yours, I guess."
Looking at the remaining three Sadao dipped his hands into his pockets. Pulling out his twin six inch flip blades he flicked his wrists popping the blades out. They were his weapon of choice in most fights. He knew everything about them. Where they had the most trouble cutting, and where they sliced with ease. Focusing his power to his joints he would increase his overall speed. After that taking those three out would be a matter of seconds.
Feeling his powers wash over him he smirked at the three men as they tried their best to raise their defenses. Running in, he ducked under a swing from a pipe. Slicing up for his shoulder, he tore it to shreds as the man's arm went limp. Another stab to his throat ended his struggle. Rotating into the next one he stabbed him rapidly with his right hitting all his vitals. Before then, the man fell, Sadao snapped to the next, simply slashing his throat. The man grabbed his neck gagging as he died. The man with several stab wounds fell back as a blood puddle formed under him. Dispersing his nitrogen coat, the blood that should have been all over his clothes sprayed onto the walls. He was unstained.
Flipping his blades into themselves he slid them back into his pockets. Looking back at the carnage the two of them decorated the alley with, he chuckled. "Better than a painting any day, right?" he asked admiring their work.
"I suppose so," she answered, her smile still portrayed over her facial features, "How about we take out our 'last boss' already?" she suggested, with her clone at bay.
Noticing the man crawling away, he laughed, "I thought he died already," Sadao said walking over to the man. Reaching down, he grabbed the man's head. Picking him up, the man weakly reached for Sadao's arm, trying to resist. Dragging him over to Mitori he pushed him towards the doll.
"Sweet dreams," Mitori wished with her expression staying indifferent. All the tall man could see was the blade of Mitori's doll, bathing in silvery moonlight, making the blade shiny and sparkly, due to crimson red blood stained in it. His expression contorted as he grimaced in fear, as the shadow of death beckoned for his soul to leave his body. Mitori's malicious smile seemed like the biggest nightmare in his life, as he begged for forgiveness. The blade mercilessly dug into his stomach. When the blade left his body, it brought out pieces of flesh along with it. Mitori hadn't a clue whether he was dead or just fatally injured, but assumed that he learned his lesson, "Did you know, those who lives a peaceful life in this city... are oddities?" she smirked.
"Alright, let's get back on track, and hit up that," hinting their original plan to go to district 3. She waved at Shou, "Let's go."
"Sure I don't think anyone else is coming out anyways," said Sadao heading off in the direction of District 3. Once they were in the right district finding a hotel would be trivial.
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(This is a joint post between Katsucha and Cinia Pacifica.)
Misaka Mikoto stood beside a bedridden Minase Sana on the same hospital where Minase Tamaki was brought over to. Of course they weren't in the same room. Looking down at her, Misaka placed a bouquet of carnation flowers at Sana's palms. Kamijou Touma stood beside her, giving a casual smile, "The doctor says that you just need rest, guess we were needless worrying about your condition, good thing it wasn't anything worse," he remarked, being positive for once, Misaka followed up, "How is this not worse?! They may be kidnappers, but even other kidnappers at least feeds some water to whoever they abduct, this is crazy!"
"W-Well, at least she's alright now, right?! We made it in time, so at least look on the bright side!" he couldn't tell what he was thinking though, To think I got dragged on yet another troublesome incident. Such misfortune! But then again... if I hadn't been there, wouldn't it be problamatic? It most likely would be, I can't exactly leave someone in help either, he sighed.
"You two get along pretty well, huh?" Sana complimented, smiling at the two. Turning towards the bouquet of flowers presented to her, "But thanks for the flowers, they're beautiful," noticing a small piece of white paper, she silently made a mental note to take a look at it later when she had no one to talk to.
Touma didn't react much, however on the other hand, Misaka whimpered, "W-What are you saying?! Me, getting along with this guy?!! That's thousand years too early to happen!"
Such misfortune... Touma sighed, "So you're saying that we're not friends? You know how to hurt a man, huh Biribiri? he retorted.
"Well yeah, we're friends!! I-It's not like I want our relationship to go any further than that!!" she instantly fired that back at Touma, her facial features painted pink with the blood that flushed up to her delicate-looking cheeks. Suddenly snapping, she raged, "Stop calling me that!"
Sana laughed, feeling slightly jealous of their seemingly close relationship. Holding onto the bouquet, her hands felt like they were missing something very important. That's when it dawned to her that her favorite little partner was missing; the stuffed rabbit doll named 'Touma'. Not knowing what happened to it, or where she lost it, the feeling of having to forcefully part with her apparent life-long partner rid her to the state of so much grief, that her facial expressions were soon stained with her salty tears, flowing down her cheeks, "Misaka-senpai... you wouldn't happen to know where Touma is... ?"
"Mhm, I do," Misaka responded, smiling. Touma on the other hand seemed confused, "Me?" but he didn't say anything.
"Really?! He's very important to me, where is he?!" having lost the doll so carelessly, she felt like she wouldn't be able to forgive herself ever again if she didn't get it back.
Misaka looked backwards, "There, didn't I tell you that delaying it would only make it worse?" she spoke in an almost annoyed, yet casual manner, as a person walked in. She seemed like a complete look-alike to Misaka Mikoto, having the same chestnut colored hair, but seemingly empty eyes. Her uniform was the exact same as Misaka, except that she didn't wear shorts under her gray plain skirt. Under her arms rested a certain stuffed rabbit doll that Minase Sana had apparently treasured, "I calculated that suspending my delivery of this 'lost object' would be best - said Misaka while attempting to smile, in celebration to a dramatic ending to the entire situation."
"Well... this is dramatic..." Misaka spoke, getting cut off while speaking.
Touma followed up with a sigh, "Haah... In a bad way... "
The figure who seemed like a replica of Misaka handed the doll to the crestfallen Sana, and lit her own expression with a light smile.
Sana hugged her rabbit doll as tight as she could, after receiving her stuffed rabbit doll. For others, it may have seemed like a simple and ordinary doll, but to her, it was the treasure given to her by her siblings, a memento of the affections her siblings held for her, and vice versa, Thank you very much! Where did you find him?!" Sana feeling delighted in having her stuffed rabbit doll back in her arms, but at the same time wondered why Misaka's sibling was speaking in such a strange way.
"From the sight at which you were taken away - says Misaka as she tries to remember," was the answer Sana received from the strange mannered girl.
"Uhh... are you sure it's fine to speak that way with her?" Touma asked, scratching the back of his head, finding the scene too awkward to take it.
"It's okay - Misaka says as she guarantees maximum dramaticness, while attempting to give a wink on the correct timing," except that her wink was given at the worst possible timing. Who the hell made her get into dramaticness to begin with? Touma sighed, he was better off not knowing.
"I see," Sana plainly responded, reminiscing back on what occured that time when she saw the strange incident unfold, " Wait, now that I think about it, wasn't there four more of you?" Sana tried to recall the moment right before she was kidnapped.
As Misaka's so-called sister opened her mouth, Misaka Mikoto herself was shocked, "Yes, we're actually over 9000 sisters, that's why - Misaka says as she explains herself."
"Eh?" was all Sana could say as respond to the information that was instantly dumped on her. For someone having 9000 sisters, should be impossible, Sana assumed, "She likes telling weird jokes doesn't she, Misaka-san?"
"My joke is yet to be over - Misaka said as she decides to call in the 'proof'," she stated, Misaka was simply astonished at her 'sister' revealing this secret, but realized that it was too late to stop this, Misaka couldn't be any happier if Sana decided to pass it off as a bad joke employed by the technology of Academy City. Touma could feel his sweat rolling down his face, was this really alright?
The door crashed open abruptly, many clones of Misaka Mikoto, otherwise known as sisters of Misaka walked in, peering across the corridor, Misaka realized a hoard of her sister, crowding it just to show Sana that they weren't lying, "For real... ? Wait, why are you guys even going all-out to just prove it?!"
"For amusement! - Misaka says as she quickly raises her thump finger to gesture a pose of success."
"How is this even possible?! Theres no way this could be true!!" Sana couldn't believe what she was witnessing, her head wobbled in sheer confusion as her eyes turned something akin to a spiral. She then looked at Misaka and Touma, hoping to get some sort of answer, as of now she wasn't sure how to respond to the current situation anymore.
"No... it's true. There was an experiment in which they made 20000 clones from the somatic cells extracted from tiny strands of my hair, using my DNA map, they were able to mass profile clones of me," Misaka explained.
"Wait, there's 20000 of them out there?! Sana couldn't believe this, the explanation of them being clones would explain why there's so many of them... but still, "Though, isn't clonning forbidden, and why would someone make so many?"
"That... I.... " flashes of a certain gray-haired male, a doctor, and certain other people. along with one of Misaka's sister in a bloody state, came up on Misaka's mind as she hesitated, "Sorry but, you're better off not knowing about this," the clones left. Along with Misaka Mikoto, before she did so, "Take care, I'll visit you again later, Minase-sana," she said, resuming a forced smile.
"Bye bye Misaka-senpai, and thanks again for saving me," Sana waved goodbye, "I guess everyone has things they can't reveal," Sana said as she then place her left hand on her left eye. She then noticed there was another person still in the room, "Oh, Touma-kun you're still here!" Sana said as she was surprise that he hadn't left along with Misaka Mikoto.
"Ahaha... I couldn't exactly leave with them blocking the path either. Well, now that you know this much, I'm sure that Biribiri will tell you about this some other time, if you really want to know that is, Touma said, with an expression as if he was talking about his own daughter.
"It's okay, even if she doesn't tell me, everyone has things they probably don't want others to know," Sana said, smiling at Touma, "Oh, where are my manners? I haven't introduce myself, have I? My name is Minase Sana, and thank you very much for saving my life back there, Touma-kun., Sana said as her cheeks became slightly red.
"Ah, it's Kamijou Touma, nice to meet you. I've been wondering for a while now though... why do you know my name?"
"Well you see... I sorta have ran into you and Misaka-senpai once. I followed both of you out of curiosity, and you two were heading in the same direciton I was supposed to go to, so I thought it wouldn't hurt to follow. Then while you were fighting, I heard Misaka-senpai mention your name, and it wasn't a name I could forget so easily, you see," Sana said feeling embarrassed.
"Mnm... not sure when that happened, was it recent? What are you, a stalker?", but then Touma had other thoughts, "Wait, a name you couldn't easily forget?" Touma scratched the back of his head yet again.
"I'm not a stalker!" she retorted, "I just said you two just happened to be going the same way I was, and not like I could have just walked by when you two were fighting on the bridge!!'
"But wait... you did just walked by in the end, right? I vaguely remember someone because of the hair... " Touma pondered, "Hmm... I can't quite remember."
"I only did it because I was running late to a birthday party!! I was to perform at! As for your name being something I couldn't easily forget! It's because it's the same name as my stuffed doll rabbit," Sana said as her face turn a bright red.
"A birthday party huh... ? Really? You should've not stalked at all, then!" Touma teased, "But wait... what kinda name is that for a doll?" Touma said, feeling rather weirded out, God, if you really exist. Please... PLEASE, don't tell me that I met someone who'll bring more misfortune!! I, Kamijou Touma, try to live a peaceful live in this den of evil people called Academy City, I already have so much to deal with. Can't I be left alone in peace by all the monstrosities of the world?!! he cursed his fate in a fast-toned speech that he recited in his mind to his supposed God that he assumed was listening to him if he existed.
[b]"Uhh... anyway, it seems like Misaka's sisters are now gone. So I'm gonna take my leave now too. Take care of yourself now," he casually said, masking all the swearing he threw at his own misfortunate fate, as he walked out.
Misaka Mikoto stood beside a bedridden Minase Sana on the same hospital where Minase Tamaki was brought over to. Of course they weren't in the same room. Looking down at her, Misaka placed a bouquet of carnation flowers at Sana's palms. Kamijou Touma stood beside her, giving a casual smile, "The doctor says that you just need rest, guess we were needless worrying about your condition, good thing it wasn't anything worse," he remarked, being positive for once, Misaka followed up, "How is this not worse?! They may be kidnappers, but even other kidnappers at least feeds some water to whoever they abduct, this is crazy!"
"W-Well, at least she's alright now, right?! We made it in time, so at least look on the bright side!" he couldn't tell what he was thinking though, To think I got dragged on yet another troublesome incident. Such misfortune! But then again... if I hadn't been there, wouldn't it be problamatic? It most likely would be, I can't exactly leave someone in help either, he sighed.
"You two get along pretty well, huh?" Sana complimented, smiling at the two. Turning towards the bouquet of flowers presented to her, "But thanks for the flowers, they're beautiful," noticing a small piece of white paper, she silently made a mental note to take a look at it later when she had no one to talk to.
Touma didn't react much, however on the other hand, Misaka whimpered, "W-What are you saying?! Me, getting along with this guy?!! That's thousand years too early to happen!"
Such misfortune... Touma sighed, "So you're saying that we're not friends? You know how to hurt a man, huh Biribiri? he retorted.
"Well yeah, we're friends!! I-It's not like I want our relationship to go any further than that!!" she instantly fired that back at Touma, her facial features painted pink with the blood that flushed up to her delicate-looking cheeks. Suddenly snapping, she raged, "Stop calling me that!"
Sana laughed, feeling slightly jealous of their seemingly close relationship. Holding onto the bouquet, her hands felt like they were missing something very important. That's when it dawned to her that her favorite little partner was missing; the stuffed rabbit doll named 'Touma'. Not knowing what happened to it, or where she lost it, the feeling of having to forcefully part with her apparent life-long partner rid her to the state of so much grief, that her facial expressions were soon stained with her salty tears, flowing down her cheeks, "Misaka-senpai... you wouldn't happen to know where Touma is... ?"
"Mhm, I do," Misaka responded, smiling. Touma on the other hand seemed confused, "Me?" but he didn't say anything.
"Really?! He's very important to me, where is he?!" having lost the doll so carelessly, she felt like she wouldn't be able to forgive herself ever again if she didn't get it back.
Misaka looked backwards, "There, didn't I tell you that delaying it would only make it worse?" she spoke in an almost annoyed, yet casual manner, as a person walked in. She seemed like a complete look-alike to Misaka Mikoto, having the same chestnut colored hair, but seemingly empty eyes. Her uniform was the exact same as Misaka, except that she didn't wear shorts under her gray plain skirt. Under her arms rested a certain stuffed rabbit doll that Minase Sana had apparently treasured, "I calculated that suspending my delivery of this 'lost object' would be best - said Misaka while attempting to smile, in celebration to a dramatic ending to the entire situation."
"Well... this is dramatic..." Misaka spoke, getting cut off while speaking.
Touma followed up with a sigh, "Haah... In a bad way... "
The figure who seemed like a replica of Misaka handed the doll to the crestfallen Sana, and lit her own expression with a light smile.
Sana hugged her rabbit doll as tight as she could, after receiving her stuffed rabbit doll. For others, it may have seemed like a simple and ordinary doll, but to her, it was the treasure given to her by her siblings, a memento of the affections her siblings held for her, and vice versa, Thank you very much! Where did you find him?!" Sana feeling delighted in having her stuffed rabbit doll back in her arms, but at the same time wondered why Misaka's sibling was speaking in such a strange way.
"From the sight at which you were taken away - says Misaka as she tries to remember," was the answer Sana received from the strange mannered girl.
"Uhh... are you sure it's fine to speak that way with her?" Touma asked, scratching the back of his head, finding the scene too awkward to take it.
"It's okay - Misaka says as she guarantees maximum dramaticness, while attempting to give a wink on the correct timing," except that her wink was given at the worst possible timing. Who the hell made her get into dramaticness to begin with? Touma sighed, he was better off not knowing.
"I see," Sana plainly responded, reminiscing back on what occured that time when she saw the strange incident unfold, " Wait, now that I think about it, wasn't there four more of you?" Sana tried to recall the moment right before she was kidnapped.
As Misaka's so-called sister opened her mouth, Misaka Mikoto herself was shocked, "Yes, we're actually over 9000 sisters, that's why - Misaka says as she explains herself."
"Eh?" was all Sana could say as respond to the information that was instantly dumped on her. For someone having 9000 sisters, should be impossible, Sana assumed, "She likes telling weird jokes doesn't she, Misaka-san?"
"My joke is yet to be over - Misaka said as she decides to call in the 'proof'," she stated, Misaka was simply astonished at her 'sister' revealing this secret, but realized that it was too late to stop this, Misaka couldn't be any happier if Sana decided to pass it off as a bad joke employed by the technology of Academy City. Touma could feel his sweat rolling down his face, was this really alright?
The door crashed open abruptly, many clones of Misaka Mikoto, otherwise known as sisters of Misaka walked in, peering across the corridor, Misaka realized a hoard of her sister, crowding it just to show Sana that they weren't lying, "For real... ? Wait, why are you guys even going all-out to just prove it?!"
"For amusement! - Misaka says as she quickly raises her thump finger to gesture a pose of success."
"How is this even possible?! Theres no way this could be true!!" Sana couldn't believe what she was witnessing, her head wobbled in sheer confusion as her eyes turned something akin to a spiral. She then looked at Misaka and Touma, hoping to get some sort of answer, as of now she wasn't sure how to respond to the current situation anymore.
"No... it's true. There was an experiment in which they made 20000 clones from the somatic cells extracted from tiny strands of my hair, using my DNA map, they were able to mass profile clones of me," Misaka explained.
"Wait, there's 20000 of them out there?! Sana couldn't believe this, the explanation of them being clones would explain why there's so many of them... but still, "Though, isn't clonning forbidden, and why would someone make so many?"
"That... I.... " flashes of a certain gray-haired male, a doctor, and certain other people. along with one of Misaka's sister in a bloody state, came up on Misaka's mind as she hesitated, "Sorry but, you're better off not knowing about this," the clones left. Along with Misaka Mikoto, before she did so, "Take care, I'll visit you again later, Minase-sana," she said, resuming a forced smile.
"Bye bye Misaka-senpai, and thanks again for saving me," Sana waved goodbye, "I guess everyone has things they can't reveal," Sana said as she then place her left hand on her left eye. She then noticed there was another person still in the room, "Oh, Touma-kun you're still here!" Sana said as she was surprise that he hadn't left along with Misaka Mikoto.
"Ahaha... I couldn't exactly leave with them blocking the path either. Well, now that you know this much, I'm sure that Biribiri will tell you about this some other time, if you really want to know that is, Touma said, with an expression as if he was talking about his own daughter.
"It's okay, even if she doesn't tell me, everyone has things they probably don't want others to know," Sana said, smiling at Touma, "Oh, where are my manners? I haven't introduce myself, have I? My name is Minase Sana, and thank you very much for saving my life back there, Touma-kun., Sana said as her cheeks became slightly red.
"Ah, it's Kamijou Touma, nice to meet you. I've been wondering for a while now though... why do you know my name?"
"Well you see... I sorta have ran into you and Misaka-senpai once. I followed both of you out of curiosity, and you two were heading in the same direciton I was supposed to go to, so I thought it wouldn't hurt to follow. Then while you were fighting, I heard Misaka-senpai mention your name, and it wasn't a name I could forget so easily, you see," Sana said feeling embarrassed.
"Mnm... not sure when that happened, was it recent? What are you, a stalker?", but then Touma had other thoughts, "Wait, a name you couldn't easily forget?" Touma scratched the back of his head yet again.
"I'm not a stalker!" she retorted, "I just said you two just happened to be going the same way I was, and not like I could have just walked by when you two were fighting on the bridge!!'
"But wait... you did just walked by in the end, right? I vaguely remember someone because of the hair... " Touma pondered, "Hmm... I can't quite remember."
"I only did it because I was running late to a birthday party!! I was to perform at! As for your name being something I couldn't easily forget! It's because it's the same name as my stuffed doll rabbit," Sana said as her face turn a bright red.
"A birthday party huh... ? Really? You should've not stalked at all, then!" Touma teased, "But wait... what kinda name is that for a doll?" Touma said, feeling rather weirded out, God, if you really exist. Please... PLEASE, don't tell me that I met someone who'll bring more misfortune!! I, Kamijou Touma, try to live a peaceful live in this den of evil people called Academy City, I already have so much to deal with. Can't I be left alone in peace by all the monstrosities of the world?!! he cursed his fate in a fast-toned speech that he recited in his mind to his supposed God that he assumed was listening to him if he existed.
[b]"Uhh... anyway, it seems like Misaka's sisters are now gone. So I'm gonna take my leave now too. Take care of yourself now," he casually said, masking all the swearing he threw at his own misfortunate fate, as he walked out.
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Li groaned as she struggled to get out of bed. The best she could do was kick off the covers and then stared at the ceiling for a moment. Her mind was still trying to process the events of the previous night, as all she did when she returned to her dorm was to clean herself up and then went to bed. She stared up for a little longer and then shook her head vigorously before kicking her legs up and out to her right and used the momentum to end up standing next to her bed.
Pointless. I might as well go out and enjoy myself, rather than dwell on what happened for the whole day, Li thought as she quickly slipped out of her pajamas and into something casual. Soon, she left the dorm room wearing a red top, light beige vest, denim shorts that ran down to just above the knees, and slip-on shoes, along with a strap-on pouch that hung on the side of her left hip.
She initially started out in District 7, with no particular destination in mind. Then, as she walked near a mall, she saw one of the ubiquitous big-screen displays that often showed news and various advertisements. She didn't catch most of the vocalized dialogue, but she recognized the footage shown as that of the Switchyard. She managed to catch words like "accidental explosion" and "no casualties", which caused Li to frown deeply as her mood dampened again. It makes some sense to cover things up, given how esper fights on that level aren't good publicity, but still... Then again, I don't have any evidence to prove otherwise and even if I did, would it make much difference? Li thought with frustration as she continued to walk around.
She then decided to check on some things online so she flipped out her cell phone. There were some more 'sightings' reported based on her picture, though those seemed to be lacking credibility given the sheer number and distances of the locations. Then she checked a few more sites and then found a public advisory sent out by Judgment regarding a dangerous individual. The person looked rather young, not too much younger than Li, as a well-built teen with his black hair. He was categorized as a dangerous esper and the public was encouraged to provide tips as to his whereabouts. Li scrutinized the picture for a moment longer but then put her phone away as she continued to walk around.
Pointless. I might as well go out and enjoy myself, rather than dwell on what happened for the whole day, Li thought as she quickly slipped out of her pajamas and into something casual. Soon, she left the dorm room wearing a red top, light beige vest, denim shorts that ran down to just above the knees, and slip-on shoes, along with a strap-on pouch that hung on the side of her left hip.
She initially started out in District 7, with no particular destination in mind. Then, as she walked near a mall, she saw one of the ubiquitous big-screen displays that often showed news and various advertisements. She didn't catch most of the vocalized dialogue, but she recognized the footage shown as that of the Switchyard. She managed to catch words like "accidental explosion" and "no casualties", which caused Li to frown deeply as her mood dampened again. It makes some sense to cover things up, given how esper fights on that level aren't good publicity, but still... Then again, I don't have any evidence to prove otherwise and even if I did, would it make much difference? Li thought with frustration as she continued to walk around.
She then decided to check on some things online so she flipped out her cell phone. There were some more 'sightings' reported based on her picture, though those seemed to be lacking credibility given the sheer number and distances of the locations. Then she checked a few more sites and then found a public advisory sent out by Judgment regarding a dangerous individual. The person looked rather young, not too much younger than Li, as a well-built teen with his black hair. He was categorized as a dangerous esper and the public was encouraged to provide tips as to his whereabouts. Li scrutinized the picture for a moment longer but then put her phone away as she continued to walk around.
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Cards and Hugs abound
October 3.
Jun was abruptly awoken by his father at 7:00 AM. Although this is the time he normally wakes up, Jun would have preferred to sleep in today, for two reasons: it was Sunday, so he didn't have school, and the events of the previous night kept him awake longer than usual. "Forty more minutes..." Jun defiantly resisted.
"I would've given you five, but forty is way too long, son!" Jun's father continued shaking his son. He was a slender, middle aged man, with slightly grayed hair. He was already dressed in his uniform, with his white coat over his shoulder. He donned glasses similar to the ones Jun used to wear, before they broke.
The shaking became more violent as Jun still refused to get out of bed. After a few seconds, he sprang out of bed, just so it would stop. "Okay, okay, I'm up now!" Jun yawned loudly. "So, what's going on, Father? You know I don't have classes today, right?" This was the first odd part about this morning. The second odd part was that his father was still at home; both his parents are usually out to work before Jun even wakes up.
"I know. We needed your help at the hospital." Jun's father responded. Jun had a puzzled look. "Shower and get dressed, I'll tell you once you get downstairs." Due to his haste, Jun simply threw on his school uniform before meeting with his father.
"So it turns out I'm not actually needed at the hospital itself, but rather, I'm needed to basically spy on the other hospital here in District 7..." Jun said out loud to no one in particular, as he walked towards the hospital. His father was interested in the techniques of a certain doctor there, and wanted Jun to find any information about his methods. I wouldn't exactly know how to go about that, but I guess I'll try. The only information he was given was that the doctor his father sought had a frog-like face.
The hospital lobby was busier than Jun expected. There were about twice as many people occupying the seats here, as opposed to the Shimizu Hospital. "I guess being closer to the schools is good for business," he commented, noticing several different uniforms, including Tokiwadai's and even the uniform of his own school, among the people around him. Why is that guy wearing that, though? It's Sunday. As he recalled, only Tokiwadai students needed to wear their uniform in public all the time. I guess I'm wearing mine, too, now that I think about it...
The frog doctor didn't appear to be anywhere near the lobby. No one fitting his description seemed to walk by. Jun began walking down a hallway toward another section of the hospital in order to find this person. He yawned. I wish I could've gotten more sleep... Was there no one else who could do this? Jun half-expected to be recognized by someone in this hospital, since he was the son of the founders of the 'rival' hospital in District 7. It would've made more sense to him if another employee had come to perform this task.
Jun was abruptly awoken by his father at 7:00 AM. Although this is the time he normally wakes up, Jun would have preferred to sleep in today, for two reasons: it was Sunday, so he didn't have school, and the events of the previous night kept him awake longer than usual. "Forty more minutes..." Jun defiantly resisted.
"I would've given you five, but forty is way too long, son!" Jun's father continued shaking his son. He was a slender, middle aged man, with slightly grayed hair. He was already dressed in his uniform, with his white coat over his shoulder. He donned glasses similar to the ones Jun used to wear, before they broke.
The shaking became more violent as Jun still refused to get out of bed. After a few seconds, he sprang out of bed, just so it would stop. "Okay, okay, I'm up now!" Jun yawned loudly. "So, what's going on, Father? You know I don't have classes today, right?" This was the first odd part about this morning. The second odd part was that his father was still at home; both his parents are usually out to work before Jun even wakes up.
"I know. We needed your help at the hospital." Jun's father responded. Jun had a puzzled look. "Shower and get dressed, I'll tell you once you get downstairs." Due to his haste, Jun simply threw on his school uniform before meeting with his father.
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"So it turns out I'm not actually needed at the hospital itself, but rather, I'm needed to basically spy on the other hospital here in District 7..." Jun said out loud to no one in particular, as he walked towards the hospital. His father was interested in the techniques of a certain doctor there, and wanted Jun to find any information about his methods. I wouldn't exactly know how to go about that, but I guess I'll try. The only information he was given was that the doctor his father sought had a frog-like face.
The hospital lobby was busier than Jun expected. There were about twice as many people occupying the seats here, as opposed to the Shimizu Hospital. "I guess being closer to the schools is good for business," he commented, noticing several different uniforms, including Tokiwadai's and even the uniform of his own school, among the people around him. Why is that guy wearing that, though? It's Sunday. As he recalled, only Tokiwadai students needed to wear their uniform in public all the time. I guess I'm wearing mine, too, now that I think about it...
The frog doctor didn't appear to be anywhere near the lobby. No one fitting his description seemed to walk by. Jun began walking down a hallway toward another section of the hospital in order to find this person. He yawned. I wish I could've gotten more sleep... Was there no one else who could do this? Jun half-expected to be recognized by someone in this hospital, since he was the son of the founders of the 'rival' hospital in District 7. It would've made more sense to him if another employee had come to perform this task.
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Having kept her body at rest on the hospital bed. Sana silently had her rest for an hour; bored. The doctor told her that she'd be released either tonight or tomorrow. He either seemed to be unsure or didn't particularly care about her affairs, Sana found herself unable to read his mind from his expressions. It had been a dull day. Unallowed to visit even Tamaki, her own younger sister who is hospitalized in the same hospital, she felt the tingling temptation to sneak out and visit her. However, being the serious student type of a person she is, she couldn't bring herself to break this rule. This would make herself feel undesciplined, especially when her sister is supposedly in a safe place.
"I'm glad that I have at least you to keep me company, Touma?" lifting up her life-long companion - the stuffed rabbit doll - she spoke to her doll. One would that Sana is mentally unstable, or crazy, or weird, or just likes it act. But those are what others thinks. Hence, Sana doesn't quite care. It may actually be a way to keep her sanity in check, so a person who knows about her past wouldn't try to stop her from acting in such a way with an object that is devoid of life in actuality. Her doll may give off a different appeal to herself if combined with her, one that of goth loli. Although it is unknown whether such girls are popular or highly liked in Academy City, however it's fact her unique features contradicts her strong points in looks when she wears the Tokiwadai Middle School uniform. The eyes; having the state of heterochromia. coupled with the beautiful silver hair, and the black stockings with long-straight stripes feels rather out-of-place with the uniform that is comprised of the color of off-white, white and gray. People may be shy, or have trouble approaching her regarding it, but there hasn't been anyone who has commented on how she appears, so far.
"I wonder if he'd carry me like that ever again... " softly whispering to herself, her cheeks turned slightly pink, as she took a moment to reminisce about the incidents that took place last night, "I may have thanked but once but... we should thank him, anyway, right Touma? Oh, but we should thank Misaka-senpai as well, But that reminds me... " speaking to her doll, she reached up to the bouquet of carnation flowers that was given to her by Misaka Mikoto. Picking out the note from in-between the flowers, she curiously opened it to read.
"You can talk to me about it if you feel like it," Sana's eyes slowly moved to the lower-right corner of the note, the name Misaka Mikoto was written, signalling the fact that it was her friend, Misaka Mikoto's message.
Feeling petrified with guilt, Sana's eyes was set fixated on the note, unable to think straight. Lying to Misaka with a forced smile was starting to take it's toll on her, "So she did see something after all... I wonder how that was even possible... ' she pondered, putting the note down from in-front of her face, "I can't keep lying, I'm going to feel even worse if I keep straying away from telling her about it, Touma,. surrendering to her guilt, Sana smiled at her stuffed rabbit doll, "I should just tell her about it. It'd be awkward if I kept lying to her face while she knew a few things about my past life."'
"I'm glad that I have at least you to keep me company, Touma?" lifting up her life-long companion - the stuffed rabbit doll - she spoke to her doll. One would that Sana is mentally unstable, or crazy, or weird, or just likes it act. But those are what others thinks. Hence, Sana doesn't quite care. It may actually be a way to keep her sanity in check, so a person who knows about her past wouldn't try to stop her from acting in such a way with an object that is devoid of life in actuality. Her doll may give off a different appeal to herself if combined with her, one that of goth loli. Although it is unknown whether such girls are popular or highly liked in Academy City, however it's fact her unique features contradicts her strong points in looks when she wears the Tokiwadai Middle School uniform. The eyes; having the state of heterochromia. coupled with the beautiful silver hair, and the black stockings with long-straight stripes feels rather out-of-place with the uniform that is comprised of the color of off-white, white and gray. People may be shy, or have trouble approaching her regarding it, but there hasn't been anyone who has commented on how she appears, so far.
"I wonder if he'd carry me like that ever again... " softly whispering to herself, her cheeks turned slightly pink, as she took a moment to reminisce about the incidents that took place last night, "I may have thanked but once but... we should thank him, anyway, right Touma? Oh, but we should thank Misaka-senpai as well, But that reminds me... " speaking to her doll, she reached up to the bouquet of carnation flowers that was given to her by Misaka Mikoto. Picking out the note from in-between the flowers, she curiously opened it to read.
"You can talk to me about it if you feel like it," Sana's eyes slowly moved to the lower-right corner of the note, the name Misaka Mikoto was written, signalling the fact that it was her friend, Misaka Mikoto's message.
Feeling petrified with guilt, Sana's eyes was set fixated on the note, unable to think straight. Lying to Misaka with a forced smile was starting to take it's toll on her, "So she did see something after all... I wonder how that was even possible... ' she pondered, putting the note down from in-front of her face, "I can't keep lying, I'm going to feel even worse if I keep straying away from telling her about it, Touma,. surrendering to her guilt, Sana smiled at her stuffed rabbit doll, "I should just tell her about it. It'd be awkward if I kept lying to her face while she knew a few things about my past life."'
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”Ugh, the light, turn it off,” Hono groaned at the sun that shines right on his face. He move his body up lazily in a sitting position and scratched his head. He didn't remember what happened after he rode the bus back home. He only remembered that it was already late at night and he was tired. He looked at his body, his well built figure was visible. Wait, am I naked?! He immediately uncover his bottom half from his blanket, his boxer was still on. He sighed in relief, Oh thank god, that would be awkward if I woke up butt-naked in the middle of the morning, even when I live alone. Ahaha, He laughed and stood up quickly. He opened his window curtains and stretched. What a nice morning, a good day to have fun outside, He took a look at his calendar. A blue circle is marked on the 2nd of October. Ah yes, today is the day that I have to take my monthly check-ups. He thought as he walked in to his bathroom to take a shower.
40 minutes has passed, Hono walked out of his room with his usual clothing. A blue shirt with a leather jacket, a pair of blue jeans, and his beloved light brown boots. Now then, He locked his dorm door and travelled to District 7 where the hospital is located.
40 minutes has passed, Hono walked out of his room with his usual clothing. A blue shirt with a leather jacket, a pair of blue jeans, and his beloved light brown boots. Now then, He locked his dorm door and travelled to District 7 where the hospital is located.
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(This is a joint post between Cinia Pacifica, Xninebreaker and TheLoneGentleman)
"Does this mean I'm a part of this city's large number of oddities?" Mitori asked to herself, after waking up in the large luxurious bed of the hotel. Arriving here last night, Mitori remembered at the last second that the hotels set up in this district are all strictly meant for foreigners. There's even a high-speed railway installed on Academy City that leads foreigners straight to district 3 from district 23, What was I thinking... she thought to herself, forgetting a general knowledge such as this. In the end, she pulled her strings, and it worked out in favor of her group. They were able to get two rooms, one for herself, the other for the two. For a second she felt like one of them was expecting to sleep with her in the same room. The daring thought of actually allowing that roamed into her mind, but she dismissed it for an indefinite period of time. Lazily looking around with her messy and ruffled bed-hair, she yawned. Her eyes laid on the short figure who lied on the sofa, it's where she mercilessly put her; denying her the pleasure of resting in the soft and comfortable bed.
Shou woke up with a slight headache. Yesterday had been relatively rough for him as he was pushing his mental limits for longer than he normally would've. Damn, that teleport juggling took a toll on me. Shou was grateful that the hotel Mitori got them was a nice one. After washing his face, Shou walked out to find Sadao waking up. "Morning," Shou said rather bluntly.
Sadao slept like a rock. He hadn't had a decent night of sleep in a long time, and his bed was no where near as comfortable as this. As the sun peeked in through the windows he stretched with a audible yawn. "Morning," he answered as he slid out of bed. He was still in his jeans, the only thing he took off was his shirt. He would have preferred to sleep like he usually did, but he had manners at the very least. Running his hand through his hair he felt dirty. A little bit of blood found its way into his hair. ]"So, how did you end up with us? I have to say I was a little surprised," he asked.
Normally Shou would've been a bit more cautious, but at this point Shou didn't exactly care. He'd just witnessed both Sadao and Mitori slaughtering Skill-Outs yesterday, so he knew that he was going to be sticking around for a while. "I was blackmailed. Caught killing some scum that robbed a place. Lo and behold, I end up here." Shou scoffed at how far from a normal life he was now.
"That is your first mistake. If you get caught just own up to it. You were doing a public service in my opinion. Just like me and Mitori did last night," answered Sadao. Standing up, he walked over to the bathroom door. "You think they would thank us for this kind of stuff, ya know?" he asked not really expecting an answer.
"I'd have taken other steps if I really cared about the blackmail though I'll have you know. Let's just say the phone call I received piqued my interests. I didn't exactly flinch while you two wiped the streets clean of the scum now did I?" Shou answered.
Sadao smirked, "No, I guess you didn't," said Sadao. "I'm going to take a quick shower. See what Mitori is up to why don't you? I hate blood in my hair," he called out as he closed the bathroom door and got ready for his shower.
"Alright then. Hopefully she's awake by now," Shou said as he walked out of the room and into the hallway.
Mitori dozed off as she stared off towards the view of the city she could see through the wide window. The sunlight rested on her figure, it's warmth felt like something that she hadn't felt in ages. Mitori thought that it was alright to feel this forgotten sensation for a little longer, but her phone rang, not allowing her to indulge herself in her own wants, "It's still too early to call, old man... " she spoke rashly, annoyed, her voice sounded ragged as she just woke up, "It's about time you deliver the child, wouldn't you say?"
"We'll be there after we have breakfast," she instantly hung up, with a smug face.
Shou arrived at Mitori's room rather quickly as it was only a few doors down, and he lightly knocked on door and called out, "Mitori, you up yet?"
Opening the door lazily, Mitori peeked out, "About time the babysitter got here," she weakly let out. Keeping the door open for Shou to come in, she walked back into the room.
Shou walked in disregarding her comment, though even he knew that it was pretty accurate as the first thing he did was look around to make sure Fuyuko was okay; Shou saw that she was still asleep on one of the beds. With that issue aside, Shou asked, "So, have any plans for the day? Or are we still in hiding?
"You're gonna be carrying her around again. I injected her with a sleeping medicine... or whatever that's called, the old man gave those to me just in case," she sighed, still feeling sleepy, "We got orders to hand her over, can't exactly keep hiding her, even though I'd rather sleep in here all day long."
Shou felt bad for Fuyuko, but sleeping drugs were as good an alternative as any compared to being forcibly knocked unconscious. "Ah, well I expected as much. Well, Sadao should be out soon enough. I'm assuming we're free to get some food downstairs?" Aside from his headache, Shou could definitely feel the insides of his stomach churning in hunger as the only thing he'd eaten since yesterday was a dinner roll.
"Ahh... I personally don't wanna leave without eating here, either. So we're leaving after having breakfast," Mitori responded, coldly looking at Fuyuko who peacefully slept in her sofa.
Shou followed Mitori's gaze. Seeing as how Fuyuko expelled everything she ate yesterday and probably more, he wondered if her body could sustain for long. With sleeping drugs being applied, he had to assume that Fuyuko was probably starving. He directed his gaze back at Mitori, "I'll bring some food up and feed her. She's been forced to sleep, but she needs nutrition if you want her alive. And I'm sure you want her as healthy as possible as it seems we've been avoiding simply forcibly knocking her out."
"Sure, I don't mind you feeding her. We do need her for the project," Mitori listlessly replied, letting her body drop on the comfy bed, "I really hate the idea of having to go out soon."
"Alright, well I'll be heading down now, since it'll take a bit of time to feed her. You can get Sadao on your own; the door isn't locked," Shou said as he walked out, casually waving 'goodbye'.
Washing up with the cruddy soap hotels always provided he was at least able to get the blood out of his hair. Reaching out and grabbing the towel from the rack as he turned off the shower, and he tied it around his waist. Sadao brushed his teeth and washed his face before putting his clothes back on. Sadly there were no change of clothes for him. Walking out of the bathroom he grabbed the rest of his things and headed out of the room to the hallway. Knocking firmly on the door next door he waited for Mitori to respond.
Opening the door, Mitori left it open for Sadao to enter, again, and went back to her bed. Too attached to the bed where she fondly slept... she felt the need to favor the feel of the comfort she received from it, not wasting even a second standing around.
Walking into the room he saw her lay back down on the bed and laughed. "Why are people so lazy in the morning? Or maybe I'm the odd one that gets up, and actually works?" said Sadao leaning against a wall in the room. "So what the plan? We leaving now?"
"Hmph, it's fine to be lazy when on this bed! ...Err, anyway... ' Mitori cleared her throat, "We're leaving after we have breakfast."
"Our destination is at district 10, the Reformatories."
"Understood," answered Sadao. "So when do we eat?"
"...Now," she lifted her body from the bed, giving a yawn, "Once we're done eating, we're gonna take the direct railroad line that leads to distict 23, it's usually used by foreigners so that they can get to this district for hotels, directly from the airports at district 23, but it's going to act as a short-cut for us considering how far district 10 is."
"Don't think security cameras will spot me? I can go on foot," suggested Sadao. The last thing they needed was to get spotted on a train and have the thing go into lock down.
"About that," Mitori stretched her body, "I think you can get by just fine if you wear different clothes and kept your hood down, as no one should know your face," she gave a brief pause, considering his suggestion, "But you can go on foot if you really want. You might run into more trouble, though."
Sadao t"Time to go clothes shopping I suppose," said Sadao laughing to himself. "Since getting back to my place isn't happening any time soon," Sadao was a little annoyed at that, but there was nothing he could do about his situation.
"You could go back there to surrender," Mitori smirked.
Shou made his way down to the hotel's lobby and afterwards, to their dining area. Unsurprisingly, the luxurious hotel did not disappoint. There was an all-you-can-eat buffet at one side of the dining hall, though as it was still early, breakfast items such as omelets, bacon, grits and other assorted things were on the steam-tables. On the other side of the dining hall were chefs waiting to serve food directly to those that had specific requests. Well damn. Didn't realize this place was so impressive. Well, I'll just get some food and head upstairs
Shou filled a plate with a couple omelets, a biscuit, and some bacon. Afterwards, he talked to a chef that was free and asked if they had any applesauce on hand that he could have. It only took a minute for the man to head into the kitchen and bring out a small bowl of applesauce. Wow... it's even chilled. This place is pretty insane. With his food obtained, Shou got some utensils and began heading back upstairs towards Mitori's room. He saw both Mitori and Sadao heading to the dining hall and as he passed them by he let them know that he would be finished within an hour.
Shou got back to Mitori's, which was unlocked, and pulled a chair over to where Fuyuko was. First, he downed his rather delicious food. In hindsight, Shou realized he could've just eaten in the dining hall, but it was a bit late for that. After putting his plate down on a nearby table, Shou took the bowl of applesauce and brought his chair next to Fuyuko's head. To him, Fuyuko felt like she could've been his little sister, or maybe even his child if he was just several years older. Shou carefully and slowly spooned applesauce into Fuyuko's mouth, making sure to stop for a minute or two so that she could properly swallow it. Time went by quickly, and just as he finished feeding her the bowl, an hour had passed. I suppose Mitori and Sadao should be done about now. I wonder what's the next plan, Shou thought to himself as he got up and blankly gazed out at the window.
After him and Mitori enjoyed an extravagant hotel breakfast, the two headed out to find some different clothes to wear for their trip. It was weird to have to shop for a simple train ride across the city, but this was what needed to be done to keep a low profile. Luckily there were a few stores close to where the hotel was located so he didn't need to travel very far. Heading into a casual clothing store he grabbed a few things that looked good to him, while Mitori waited outside the shop. A red hoodie vest, a black shirt, dark blue jeans, and some red and black sneakers. Calmly he walked to the cashier and placed the items on the counter. He didn't hunch over as to try to hide his appearance. He just tried to appear very shy.
The cashier began to slowly ring up the items. She probably smelled something that she couldn't put her finger on. The scent of blood and soap. Finishing the check out she placed the items in a bag, "That will be 1145.92 yen," said the woman half expecting for that to be too much. Taking out an emergency credit card he always had on him, he handed it to her. It was a rather prestigious card that required some serious money to qualify for. Smiling, her demenour changed, "Is that all we can do for you today, sir?"
"Yes, and I will be wearing this outfit out of the store," said Sadao as he retrieved his card, "Please shop here again," she said with a slight bow as Sadao headed to the dressing room to change. Quickly swapping outfits he placed his old one into the bag. He would take it and dispose of it later. Pulling his hood over his face he walked out of the dressing room. The woman gave a slight bow again as he exited the store.
"Isn't that a bit too fancy for a villain seeking to keep a low profile?" Mitori commented, walking off to the direction of their hotel, "We're going back now." Shou and Fuyuko was still back on the premises from which they departed for the trip to the store. Waiting outside a store is terribly boring and annoying at the same time, it's what she learned today. Seeing the peacefulness of Academy City felt too odd a thing to her.
"Ever heard of hiding in plain sight?" answered Sadao. "It'll be fine as long as I don't go doing anything crazy." Heading back to the hotel with Mitori, this all felt strange. Missions usually didn't include expensive hotel stays, and shopping for new clothes. At least not in the line of work that they were in. "So how did Gensei react? You talked to him right?" asked Sadao as the headed back to the hotel.
"React to what?" Mitori asked back, then yawned, pondering whether she should have laid down on that bed a little more...
"Us kinda blowing the mission? He couldn't have been pleased,"
"He was too happy to care, he couldn't care less unless we lost Fuyuko."
"Well, I suppose we have nothing to worry about then,"
"Yeah," Mitori pointed towards a large screen atop a building, "As long as she - his puppet - keeps improving and keeps entertaining him, we have nothing to worry about as long as we keep the end of our bargain," the TV screen was airing a commercial in which Kihara Natsu was featured.
"Natsu sure has been causing a bit of a mess of late hasn't she. That security detail was probably my most troublesome guard job yet."
"That was more like an observation job, though. She's made to make mess, and this entire city is her experimental ground. At least, that's what that old man is trying to make her think. I'm just spouting speculation here."
"Well he is doing a pretty good job in that department. Maybe that will keep the Railgun off our tail for a little bit. I have been seeing a bit too much of her lately for my tastes."
"Ah, right. We have to be careful of that Railgun and Mental Out. Apparently it's under the old man's estimates that they'd try to interfere with the project."
"In the estimates, but lacking a way to deal with it? Guess I can't blame him though."
"His estimates are almost never wrong, though. He uses anyone that plans to thwart his plans. There is the possibility that everything that's happened so far has actually been according to his plans. One would feel paranoid if they come to know that, though."
'I've almost bit the bullet twice, and this is all a part of his plan? Sadao thought with a chuckle. But Sadao knew a long time ago that he was expendable. Along with Shou and probably Mitori too. They were all his pawns in his game. But as long as his pay was good enough, he had little problem with it. It was better than he was going to do on his own.
Mitori yawned, past 12pm, the three walked. District 10 having the worst public security order and poor land prices, made it the perfect place for Kihara Gensei to have members of the dark side of the city to deliver someone such as Fuyuko Hyotoki. District 10 was known to have laboratories related to nuclear power, disposal areas for experimental animals. It also contained the infamous Special Ability Institute which specialized in researching Dual Skill, it's operations were however, dismantled by Anti-Skill. It's also known that delinquents live in the area, gangs such as Skill-Out are known to have their own turf in this district. Surprisingly, they have the ironclad rule to abandoned little kids or cats.
The buildings gave a strange vibe, as if abandoned for ages. It felt like the three entered a time machine, and came back to a more old and non-modern Academy City, or a place that was struck with apocalypse, such was the atmosphere the urban decay of the surroundings gave away, "I guess this is the reason why the land prices around here are dirt cheap," Mitori nonchalantly commented. Approaching the Reformatories, Mitori thought that their time with each other was finally coming to an end.
Reformatories was the only Juvenile Hall of the city. It is house to the espers who used their psychic powers to commit crimes. Due to this, it's equipped with counters designed to be used as counter-measures against ability users. Kouzaku Mitori was once held in the facility, and was later offered a deal by Kihara Gensei to be freed. As such, there was indeed news of her escaping the facility was noted publicly, but there was no 'wanted' sign for her. She is simply labeled as a missing individual.
"Same deal in my district. But things are still a little better than this," answered Sadao. The train ride went smoothly despite them having their hostage with them. People really stick to their own business in the city. Looking into the distance, he saw the familiar building. This was where he was offered to stay instead of his old place. It looked like he would be staying there after all. He ran the risk of being caught other wise.
Shou was both impressed and slightly discomforted by how smoothly heading to the new destination was. Shou was carrying the knocked out Fuyuko, and while there was the occasional glance, there was virtually no kind of response from people. Clearly, Shou was not Fuyuko's father no matter how young she looked. Perhaps, people are just taking action quietly, but still... He could not help but be surprised that not a single person had questioned him. Maybe news spread that Sadao and Mitori had slaughtered over a dozen people.
Looking back at Fuyoko, Sadao thought about what she'd be going through. He had no idea if the experiments would be as extreme as his was, but a bit of him felt guilty. Still, the money that he was going to get from completing this job was going to easily fill that hole in his heart, "Doubt we will get to stay in beds as nice as that for a while. We might have to find some reason to get back there," said Sadao jokingly.
It was a short walk from the station to the reformatories. It was just a tall brown colored building, and a publicly known one at that. But it housed the darkest things this city had to offer, "Lets deliver Gensei's toy before he gets impatient," said Sadao.
Shou cringed briefly after hearing Sadao's words, but even he knew that once he reached the Reformatories, Fuyuko was likely going to be far from Shou and whatever little intention he had of possibly protecting her. As Shou idly thought about what kind of experiment that Fuyuko could be put under, he'd realized that he never saw what she could do, which in turn made him even more curious. But, his deeps thoughts were soon interrupted by the sight of a tall building that was coming into view, "I'm guessing this is the place?"
"Yes, this is the place," Mitori answered, looking at the tall building, it reminded her of the crime she commited. This place felt nostalgic to her now.
"Does this mean I'm a part of this city's large number of oddities?" Mitori asked to herself, after waking up in the large luxurious bed of the hotel. Arriving here last night, Mitori remembered at the last second that the hotels set up in this district are all strictly meant for foreigners. There's even a high-speed railway installed on Academy City that leads foreigners straight to district 3 from district 23, What was I thinking... she thought to herself, forgetting a general knowledge such as this. In the end, she pulled her strings, and it worked out in favor of her group. They were able to get two rooms, one for herself, the other for the two. For a second she felt like one of them was expecting to sleep with her in the same room. The daring thought of actually allowing that roamed into her mind, but she dismissed it for an indefinite period of time. Lazily looking around with her messy and ruffled bed-hair, she yawned. Her eyes laid on the short figure who lied on the sofa, it's where she mercilessly put her; denying her the pleasure of resting in the soft and comfortable bed.
Shou woke up with a slight headache. Yesterday had been relatively rough for him as he was pushing his mental limits for longer than he normally would've. Damn, that teleport juggling took a toll on me. Shou was grateful that the hotel Mitori got them was a nice one. After washing his face, Shou walked out to find Sadao waking up. "Morning," Shou said rather bluntly.
Sadao slept like a rock. He hadn't had a decent night of sleep in a long time, and his bed was no where near as comfortable as this. As the sun peeked in through the windows he stretched with a audible yawn. "Morning," he answered as he slid out of bed. He was still in his jeans, the only thing he took off was his shirt. He would have preferred to sleep like he usually did, but he had manners at the very least. Running his hand through his hair he felt dirty. A little bit of blood found its way into his hair. ]"So, how did you end up with us? I have to say I was a little surprised," he asked.
Normally Shou would've been a bit more cautious, but at this point Shou didn't exactly care. He'd just witnessed both Sadao and Mitori slaughtering Skill-Outs yesterday, so he knew that he was going to be sticking around for a while. "I was blackmailed. Caught killing some scum that robbed a place. Lo and behold, I end up here." Shou scoffed at how far from a normal life he was now.
"That is your first mistake. If you get caught just own up to it. You were doing a public service in my opinion. Just like me and Mitori did last night," answered Sadao. Standing up, he walked over to the bathroom door. "You think they would thank us for this kind of stuff, ya know?" he asked not really expecting an answer.
"I'd have taken other steps if I really cared about the blackmail though I'll have you know. Let's just say the phone call I received piqued my interests. I didn't exactly flinch while you two wiped the streets clean of the scum now did I?" Shou answered.
Sadao smirked, "No, I guess you didn't," said Sadao. "I'm going to take a quick shower. See what Mitori is up to why don't you? I hate blood in my hair," he called out as he closed the bathroom door and got ready for his shower.
"Alright then. Hopefully she's awake by now," Shou said as he walked out of the room and into the hallway.
Mitori dozed off as she stared off towards the view of the city she could see through the wide window. The sunlight rested on her figure, it's warmth felt like something that she hadn't felt in ages. Mitori thought that it was alright to feel this forgotten sensation for a little longer, but her phone rang, not allowing her to indulge herself in her own wants, "It's still too early to call, old man... " she spoke rashly, annoyed, her voice sounded ragged as she just woke up, "It's about time you deliver the child, wouldn't you say?"
"We'll be there after we have breakfast," she instantly hung up, with a smug face.
Shou arrived at Mitori's room rather quickly as it was only a few doors down, and he lightly knocked on door and called out, "Mitori, you up yet?"
Opening the door lazily, Mitori peeked out, "About time the babysitter got here," she weakly let out. Keeping the door open for Shou to come in, she walked back into the room.
Shou walked in disregarding her comment, though even he knew that it was pretty accurate as the first thing he did was look around to make sure Fuyuko was okay; Shou saw that she was still asleep on one of the beds. With that issue aside, Shou asked, "So, have any plans for the day? Or are we still in hiding?
"You're gonna be carrying her around again. I injected her with a sleeping medicine... or whatever that's called, the old man gave those to me just in case," she sighed, still feeling sleepy, "We got orders to hand her over, can't exactly keep hiding her, even though I'd rather sleep in here all day long."
Shou felt bad for Fuyuko, but sleeping drugs were as good an alternative as any compared to being forcibly knocked unconscious. "Ah, well I expected as much. Well, Sadao should be out soon enough. I'm assuming we're free to get some food downstairs?" Aside from his headache, Shou could definitely feel the insides of his stomach churning in hunger as the only thing he'd eaten since yesterday was a dinner roll.
"Ahh... I personally don't wanna leave without eating here, either. So we're leaving after having breakfast," Mitori responded, coldly looking at Fuyuko who peacefully slept in her sofa.
Shou followed Mitori's gaze. Seeing as how Fuyuko expelled everything she ate yesterday and probably more, he wondered if her body could sustain for long. With sleeping drugs being applied, he had to assume that Fuyuko was probably starving. He directed his gaze back at Mitori, "I'll bring some food up and feed her. She's been forced to sleep, but she needs nutrition if you want her alive. And I'm sure you want her as healthy as possible as it seems we've been avoiding simply forcibly knocking her out."
"Sure, I don't mind you feeding her. We do need her for the project," Mitori listlessly replied, letting her body drop on the comfy bed, "I really hate the idea of having to go out soon."
"Alright, well I'll be heading down now, since it'll take a bit of time to feed her. You can get Sadao on your own; the door isn't locked," Shou said as he walked out, casually waving 'goodbye'.
Washing up with the cruddy soap hotels always provided he was at least able to get the blood out of his hair. Reaching out and grabbing the towel from the rack as he turned off the shower, and he tied it around his waist. Sadao brushed his teeth and washed his face before putting his clothes back on. Sadly there were no change of clothes for him. Walking out of the bathroom he grabbed the rest of his things and headed out of the room to the hallway. Knocking firmly on the door next door he waited for Mitori to respond.
Opening the door, Mitori left it open for Sadao to enter, again, and went back to her bed. Too attached to the bed where she fondly slept... she felt the need to favor the feel of the comfort she received from it, not wasting even a second standing around.
Walking into the room he saw her lay back down on the bed and laughed. "Why are people so lazy in the morning? Or maybe I'm the odd one that gets up, and actually works?" said Sadao leaning against a wall in the room. "So what the plan? We leaving now?"
"Hmph, it's fine to be lazy when on this bed! ...Err, anyway... ' Mitori cleared her throat, "We're leaving after we have breakfast."
"Our destination is at district 10, the Reformatories."
"Understood," answered Sadao. "So when do we eat?"
"...Now," she lifted her body from the bed, giving a yawn, "Once we're done eating, we're gonna take the direct railroad line that leads to distict 23, it's usually used by foreigners so that they can get to this district for hotels, directly from the airports at district 23, but it's going to act as a short-cut for us considering how far district 10 is."
"Don't think security cameras will spot me? I can go on foot," suggested Sadao. The last thing they needed was to get spotted on a train and have the thing go into lock down.
"About that," Mitori stretched her body, "I think you can get by just fine if you wear different clothes and kept your hood down, as no one should know your face," she gave a brief pause, considering his suggestion, "But you can go on foot if you really want. You might run into more trouble, though."
Sadao t"Time to go clothes shopping I suppose," said Sadao laughing to himself. "Since getting back to my place isn't happening any time soon," Sadao was a little annoyed at that, but there was nothing he could do about his situation.
"You could go back there to surrender," Mitori smirked.
Shou made his way down to the hotel's lobby and afterwards, to their dining area. Unsurprisingly, the luxurious hotel did not disappoint. There was an all-you-can-eat buffet at one side of the dining hall, though as it was still early, breakfast items such as omelets, bacon, grits and other assorted things were on the steam-tables. On the other side of the dining hall were chefs waiting to serve food directly to those that had specific requests. Well damn. Didn't realize this place was so impressive. Well, I'll just get some food and head upstairs
Shou filled a plate with a couple omelets, a biscuit, and some bacon. Afterwards, he talked to a chef that was free and asked if they had any applesauce on hand that he could have. It only took a minute for the man to head into the kitchen and bring out a small bowl of applesauce. Wow... it's even chilled. This place is pretty insane. With his food obtained, Shou got some utensils and began heading back upstairs towards Mitori's room. He saw both Mitori and Sadao heading to the dining hall and as he passed them by he let them know that he would be finished within an hour.
Shou got back to Mitori's, which was unlocked, and pulled a chair over to where Fuyuko was. First, he downed his rather delicious food. In hindsight, Shou realized he could've just eaten in the dining hall, but it was a bit late for that. After putting his plate down on a nearby table, Shou took the bowl of applesauce and brought his chair next to Fuyuko's head. To him, Fuyuko felt like she could've been his little sister, or maybe even his child if he was just several years older. Shou carefully and slowly spooned applesauce into Fuyuko's mouth, making sure to stop for a minute or two so that she could properly swallow it. Time went by quickly, and just as he finished feeding her the bowl, an hour had passed. I suppose Mitori and Sadao should be done about now. I wonder what's the next plan, Shou thought to himself as he got up and blankly gazed out at the window.
After him and Mitori enjoyed an extravagant hotel breakfast, the two headed out to find some different clothes to wear for their trip. It was weird to have to shop for a simple train ride across the city, but this was what needed to be done to keep a low profile. Luckily there were a few stores close to where the hotel was located so he didn't need to travel very far. Heading into a casual clothing store he grabbed a few things that looked good to him, while Mitori waited outside the shop. A red hoodie vest, a black shirt, dark blue jeans, and some red and black sneakers. Calmly he walked to the cashier and placed the items on the counter. He didn't hunch over as to try to hide his appearance. He just tried to appear very shy.
The cashier began to slowly ring up the items. She probably smelled something that she couldn't put her finger on. The scent of blood and soap. Finishing the check out she placed the items in a bag, "That will be 1145.92 yen," said the woman half expecting for that to be too much. Taking out an emergency credit card he always had on him, he handed it to her. It was a rather prestigious card that required some serious money to qualify for. Smiling, her demenour changed, "Is that all we can do for you today, sir?"
"Yes, and I will be wearing this outfit out of the store," said Sadao as he retrieved his card, "Please shop here again," she said with a slight bow as Sadao headed to the dressing room to change. Quickly swapping outfits he placed his old one into the bag. He would take it and dispose of it later. Pulling his hood over his face he walked out of the dressing room. The woman gave a slight bow again as he exited the store.
"Isn't that a bit too fancy for a villain seeking to keep a low profile?" Mitori commented, walking off to the direction of their hotel, "We're going back now." Shou and Fuyuko was still back on the premises from which they departed for the trip to the store. Waiting outside a store is terribly boring and annoying at the same time, it's what she learned today. Seeing the peacefulness of Academy City felt too odd a thing to her.
"Ever heard of hiding in plain sight?" answered Sadao. "It'll be fine as long as I don't go doing anything crazy." Heading back to the hotel with Mitori, this all felt strange. Missions usually didn't include expensive hotel stays, and shopping for new clothes. At least not in the line of work that they were in. "So how did Gensei react? You talked to him right?" asked Sadao as the headed back to the hotel.
"React to what?" Mitori asked back, then yawned, pondering whether she should have laid down on that bed a little more...
"Us kinda blowing the mission? He couldn't have been pleased,"
"He was too happy to care, he couldn't care less unless we lost Fuyuko."
"Well, I suppose we have nothing to worry about then,"
"Yeah," Mitori pointed towards a large screen atop a building, "As long as she - his puppet - keeps improving and keeps entertaining him, we have nothing to worry about as long as we keep the end of our bargain," the TV screen was airing a commercial in which Kihara Natsu was featured.
"Natsu sure has been causing a bit of a mess of late hasn't she. That security detail was probably my most troublesome guard job yet."
"That was more like an observation job, though. She's made to make mess, and this entire city is her experimental ground. At least, that's what that old man is trying to make her think. I'm just spouting speculation here."
"Well he is doing a pretty good job in that department. Maybe that will keep the Railgun off our tail for a little bit. I have been seeing a bit too much of her lately for my tastes."
"Ah, right. We have to be careful of that Railgun and Mental Out. Apparently it's under the old man's estimates that they'd try to interfere with the project."
"In the estimates, but lacking a way to deal with it? Guess I can't blame him though."
"His estimates are almost never wrong, though. He uses anyone that plans to thwart his plans. There is the possibility that everything that's happened so far has actually been according to his plans. One would feel paranoid if they come to know that, though."
'I've almost bit the bullet twice, and this is all a part of his plan? Sadao thought with a chuckle. But Sadao knew a long time ago that he was expendable. Along with Shou and probably Mitori too. They were all his pawns in his game. But as long as his pay was good enough, he had little problem with it. It was better than he was going to do on his own.
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Mitori yawned, past 12pm, the three walked. District 10 having the worst public security order and poor land prices, made it the perfect place for Kihara Gensei to have members of the dark side of the city to deliver someone such as Fuyuko Hyotoki. District 10 was known to have laboratories related to nuclear power, disposal areas for experimental animals. It also contained the infamous Special Ability Institute which specialized in researching Dual Skill, it's operations were however, dismantled by Anti-Skill. It's also known that delinquents live in the area, gangs such as Skill-Out are known to have their own turf in this district. Surprisingly, they have the ironclad rule to abandoned little kids or cats.
The buildings gave a strange vibe, as if abandoned for ages. It felt like the three entered a time machine, and came back to a more old and non-modern Academy City, or a place that was struck with apocalypse, such was the atmosphere the urban decay of the surroundings gave away, "I guess this is the reason why the land prices around here are dirt cheap," Mitori nonchalantly commented. Approaching the Reformatories, Mitori thought that their time with each other was finally coming to an end.
Reformatories was the only Juvenile Hall of the city. It is house to the espers who used their psychic powers to commit crimes. Due to this, it's equipped with counters designed to be used as counter-measures against ability users. Kouzaku Mitori was once held in the facility, and was later offered a deal by Kihara Gensei to be freed. As such, there was indeed news of her escaping the facility was noted publicly, but there was no 'wanted' sign for her. She is simply labeled as a missing individual.
"Same deal in my district. But things are still a little better than this," answered Sadao. The train ride went smoothly despite them having their hostage with them. People really stick to their own business in the city. Looking into the distance, he saw the familiar building. This was where he was offered to stay instead of his old place. It looked like he would be staying there after all. He ran the risk of being caught other wise.
Shou was both impressed and slightly discomforted by how smoothly heading to the new destination was. Shou was carrying the knocked out Fuyuko, and while there was the occasional glance, there was virtually no kind of response from people. Clearly, Shou was not Fuyuko's father no matter how young she looked. Perhaps, people are just taking action quietly, but still... He could not help but be surprised that not a single person had questioned him. Maybe news spread that Sadao and Mitori had slaughtered over a dozen people.
Looking back at Fuyoko, Sadao thought about what she'd be going through. He had no idea if the experiments would be as extreme as his was, but a bit of him felt guilty. Still, the money that he was going to get from completing this job was going to easily fill that hole in his heart, "Doubt we will get to stay in beds as nice as that for a while. We might have to find some reason to get back there," said Sadao jokingly.
It was a short walk from the station to the reformatories. It was just a tall brown colored building, and a publicly known one at that. But it housed the darkest things this city had to offer, "Lets deliver Gensei's toy before he gets impatient," said Sadao.
Shou cringed briefly after hearing Sadao's words, but even he knew that once he reached the Reformatories, Fuyuko was likely going to be far from Shou and whatever little intention he had of possibly protecting her. As Shou idly thought about what kind of experiment that Fuyuko could be put under, he'd realized that he never saw what she could do, which in turn made him even more curious. But, his deeps thoughts were soon interrupted by the sight of a tall building that was coming into view, "I'm guessing this is the place?"
"Yes, this is the place," Mitori answered, looking at the tall building, it reminded her of the crime she commited. This place felt nostalgic to her now.
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After wandering around for a bit with her just passing recently by the dorms, Li found herself at the southern edge of District 7. She paused for a moment as she checked her map. Over at the south-east was District 2, where most of the military-related facilities were located. She visited there a year or so back to check on the training facilities that Judgment used.
That was just out of my wondering about Judgment as a possible option. But these events over at the switchyard and even 'next door' at District 5 showed me how little I knew about the city, despite having lived here for over ten years, Li thought as she checked her map displayed on her cell phone again. Straight south was District 10, filled with reformatories, research facilities, and a generally rundown zone. She was aware of the reputation of this particular District, as it was avoided by the general student population, but it was always curious given the supposed advance technological abilities of Academy City that such a zone should exist.
As Li tried to decide what to do next, she checked the news again and saw another article regarding a brutal attack on gangsters. There wasn't much in the way of details, though there was a brief security cam snapshot. In it was a seemingly familiar female figure with some metal puppet of some sorts. Li frowned as she switched to her posted pic and noted a number of similarities. They may be one and the same... she thought as she started to walk south toward District 10, Might as well take a look, regardless of what others may think.
Not too far in, it was quickly apparent to her that the district's reputation for poor public order was deserved. The streets and buildings were contrast to the sleek and clear visage of the downtown areas of Academy City, with their rundown buildings, cracked walls and roads. As she continued to walk further in, she noted various groups of people, mainly young men with rough looks congregating around without purpose. She kept a calm poise of herself, but mentally reined in any form of arrogance as she tensed slightly. She kept a route along the sidewalks that maintained a bit of distance with the Skill-outs and gangsters, but it seemed the density of people increased slowly the further she went in. Some gave her leery looks while others glanced at her briefly before going back to whatever they were doing.
As Li prepared for a potential encounter with said gangsters, she rounded a corner and saw a tall brown-colored building that seemed to stand out compared to the rest of the immediate area. Then she noticed three, no four, individuals approaching the building. One was a young man dressed casually and he seemed to be carrying a little girl who was in a Tokiwadai uniform. However, it took a moment before Li recognized the other two. One was probably the woman from the news...and also her posted picture, hood and all. The other young man, probably not older than Li, was dressed in new casual clothing with his head covered in a hood as well. While common sense was screaming at Li to move away from the suspicious individuals and call the authorities, she started to dash toward them, especially due the sight of the unconscious Tokiwadai student.
"Hey, what are you doing to that student?! Li called out, as she tapped a button on her watch before opening her palms out.
That was just out of my wondering about Judgment as a possible option. But these events over at the switchyard and even 'next door' at District 5 showed me how little I knew about the city, despite having lived here for over ten years, Li thought as she checked her map displayed on her cell phone again. Straight south was District 10, filled with reformatories, research facilities, and a generally rundown zone. She was aware of the reputation of this particular District, as it was avoided by the general student population, but it was always curious given the supposed advance technological abilities of Academy City that such a zone should exist.
As Li tried to decide what to do next, she checked the news again and saw another article regarding a brutal attack on gangsters. There wasn't much in the way of details, though there was a brief security cam snapshot. In it was a seemingly familiar female figure with some metal puppet of some sorts. Li frowned as she switched to her posted pic and noted a number of similarities. They may be one and the same... she thought as she started to walk south toward District 10, Might as well take a look, regardless of what others may think.
Not too far in, it was quickly apparent to her that the district's reputation for poor public order was deserved. The streets and buildings were contrast to the sleek and clear visage of the downtown areas of Academy City, with their rundown buildings, cracked walls and roads. As she continued to walk further in, she noted various groups of people, mainly young men with rough looks congregating around without purpose. She kept a calm poise of herself, but mentally reined in any form of arrogance as she tensed slightly. She kept a route along the sidewalks that maintained a bit of distance with the Skill-outs and gangsters, but it seemed the density of people increased slowly the further she went in. Some gave her leery looks while others glanced at her briefly before going back to whatever they were doing.
As Li prepared for a potential encounter with said gangsters, she rounded a corner and saw a tall brown-colored building that seemed to stand out compared to the rest of the immediate area. Then she noticed three, no four, individuals approaching the building. One was a young man dressed casually and he seemed to be carrying a little girl who was in a Tokiwadai uniform. However, it took a moment before Li recognized the other two. One was probably the woman from the news...and also her posted picture, hood and all. The other young man, probably not older than Li, was dressed in new casual clothing with his head covered in a hood as well. While common sense was screaming at Li to move away from the suspicious individuals and call the authorities, she started to dash toward them, especially due the sight of the unconscious Tokiwadai student.
"Hey, what are you doing to that student?! Li called out, as she tapped a button on her watch before opening her palms out.
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xninebreaker
FAKKU Writer
(This is a joint post between Cinia Pacifica, sardaukar58, Xninebreaker and TheLoneGentleman)
Shou heard a voice yelling from behind. Oh ho, so finally somone decides to step up? Shou thought as he looked back to find a familiar girl. He did not know where he met her, but he was sure that he did. "Sadao, we've got visitors" He whispered while looking at the girl who was apparently dashing towards them for an attack.
Grumbling a bit Sadao turned around drawing his gun. "Get going. I will hold her here." he said as he reaching into his pocket drawing his knife out and flicking the blade out. Holding it in stabbing position he rested his gun on the arm steadying the gun. He focused on moving his nitrogen to his joints so that he could react quickly when he needed to.
As Li closed in, she saw that the hooded man drew two weapons, a knife and a handgun. Instead of fear, she felt an almost surreal sense of calm as she reacted by pointing her palms forward and slightly down angle. She then focused on launching two volleyball-sized fireballs forward and down into the roughed and cracked pavement, intending to blast up dust and concrete to obscure her approach.
"Sadao, I'm taking care of the other one," Mitori whispered to her two 'teammates', "In case you guys hadn't noticed, we have another troublesome visitor. Don't get hit by her wind," Mitori then drew her knife, a liquid clone formed itself at the corner of her eye, from what little amount of metallic objects she could find littering the alleyways close-by.
"Isn't this just great..." responded Sadao as he looked around briefly. "Get the target out of here newbie!" Sadao yelled to Shou. Suddenly a cloud of dust and debris shot up from the concrete around his opponent. Smiling, Sadao knew what that meant all too well. She didn't have the range to take him from there so she needed to get closer. Knowing that she would be coming out of that smoke on full speed, Sadao kicked backwards with his power. He was going to get some more distance until he had his enemy figured out. Aiming down the sights of his gun he got ready to fire as soon as he saw her.
Li's initial 'attack' succeeded in creating an impromptu smoke screen but she knew if her opponent was smart enough, he would have kept his distance to gauge her approach. She crouched low and to the right along the wall as she moved through the smokescreen as she picked up a roughly fist-sized chunk of concrete. The trio sounded like they were about to split up, which meant they could get away with the Tokiwadai student. Not sure how effective this will be, but... Li thought as she concentrated a strong, small flame around the concrete chunk, heating it up. Then as she broke through the smoke, she disengaged her flame, tossed the chunk forward, and then kicked it with her right foot, intending to direct it straight at the hooded man. But as soon as her foot connected with the concrete chunk, she felt it hit at an odd angle, meaning she couldn't apply the full force of her kick to the fragment.
Tensing up as he got ready to dodge the projectile he noticed that it was off course. The flaming rock rolled on the ground next him. Now that the girl was in the open, she was an easy target. The girl however, was still pushing forward. She would be in a range that using his gun would be useless soon enough. Before that happened, Sadao aimed down his gun, taking two shots at his attacker. But this girl was much faster than he gave her credit for.
After the chunk was kicked, Li hit the ground and continued to dash toward the hooded man. She saw him aim his gun at her so she reacted by lunging forward and up before launching off with her right foot on the wall to her right and into a leftward torso-axial flip and hit the ground nearly 2 meters away from the wall. She continued to close in even as two loud cracks rang out and she slightly felt the air to her right, where she was just at, flutter a little. Resisting any potential panic, she closed in and launched a roundhouse kick with her left foot toward the hooded man's gun hand.
Witnessing the girl close in on him with blinding speed, he knew that he needed to slow her down somehow. Gripping his knife tightly, he watched as she closed in. He quickly holstered his gun as he dodged her kick. Using his knife, he slashes at her leg, but only manages to cut a very shallow depth. Stepping in trying to catch her of balance he punches with his right aiming for her ribs.
Li attempted to pull her leg back after failing to connect with the man's gun, but then she felt a searing, almost burning pain as her leg was cut. She pulled her leg back as she kept aware of her opponent, who followed with a punch toward her ribs. She spun to her right just in time as she felt his right fist graze past her breasts. She felt a thin tear open up in front of her shirt as the punch passed by, which sent warning bells in Li's mind. "WángbÄdà n!" Li hissed, cursing with combined anger and amusement. She immediately retaliated by tapping her watch just before she ignited her flames into a sword gripped with her right hand, before sweeping the blade in a short lateral strike toward the hooded man.
Sadao's eyes opened wide as the girl formed a blade forged of flames in her hand. He hadn't expected any skill like that based on her previous performance with the rock. Bending back, he avoided the swipe as it singed the front of his clothes. Flipping backwards he pulled his hood down again. "Ugh, I just bought these you know?" he said looking at the girl. He needed to get serious now. Coating his arms and legs he tucked his body into a boxer's stance. Moving to the left at first he quickly spun in the opposite direction, swinging his right arm out, hoping to connect with her abdomen. If he could slow her down he might be able to wrap this up.
As she pulled back slightly, Li realized that she was deadlocked with her opponent and that time would help the trio more, but rushing in too much could prove fatal. She tensed slightly at her opponent's change in stance, followed by a punch. Li shifted laterally to her right as she moved her fire blade to block the blow. But the coverage wasn't lined up enough to prevent the man's fist from plowing into her abdomen. Li felt the blow hit harder than it seemed as her body bowled over and she stumbled back a few steps as she suddenly coughed out a surge of blood. So he did have some type of augmentation, Li thought as she tried to fight through the immense pain. She fell back onto one knee as she held her fire blade in front of her, though it was more of a defiant gesture, rather than as an actual defensive stance as she breathed heavily while blood still dripped from her lips.
Seeing that this fight was over Sadao looked at the girl. Releasing his nitrogen into the air he stood up straight and placed a hand over fist in a bow. "You fought well." he said. "You aren't involved in this. So this is the only warning I give. Or we can continue, but it will be fatal," Sadao smirked, remembering how things turned out with Shou. Now they actually worked together. Even if the circumstances forced him into doing so.
Li glared at the hooded man for a moment before grimacing in both frustration and pain. "Thanks..." Li replied softly as she lowered her right arm and let her blade extinguish. She then acquiesced to gravity and dropped down further until she sat with her back against a nearby rusted railing.
"Enjoy your life. Not everyone can," said Sadao, thinking that it's about time he went to where he saw Mitori head off to. He wasn't sure how she was doing, but he had a bad feeling. Hopefully he was able to buy some of time for them. An odd sound resounded from somewhere, he couldn't pin-point where it came from, but his bad feeling was already confirmed, when he suddenly couldn't move his body at all, much less run. Not knowing what happened, Sadao tried to move, but his body had fully stopped. He could still breathe fine, otherwise it felt as though time had stopped for only him.
"Hi~ ★" a sweet voice called out. A blond figure walked in, an elegant air surrounded her - confusing Sadao. Her starry eyes looked around with excitement, she wore the same, familiar uniform as that of Fuyuko's, and held a remote control, while holding a bag with her, adorned with a big pink star, "I expected a better fight, to think a result from that project isn't even impressive to say the least," she commented, "As useless as you may be, I'll use you against your friends anyway," the #5 level 5 of the city proclaimed, a sound resounded across the streets, Sadao's body moved against his will.
Sadao sighed. It just had to be you didn't it? he thought thinking back to the last time he saw her. 'Let's just hope Mitori picks up on this...'
Shou heard a voice yelling from behind. Oh ho, so finally somone decides to step up? Shou thought as he looked back to find a familiar girl. He did not know where he met her, but he was sure that he did. "Sadao, we've got visitors" He whispered while looking at the girl who was apparently dashing towards them for an attack.
Grumbling a bit Sadao turned around drawing his gun. "Get going. I will hold her here." he said as he reaching into his pocket drawing his knife out and flicking the blade out. Holding it in stabbing position he rested his gun on the arm steadying the gun. He focused on moving his nitrogen to his joints so that he could react quickly when he needed to.
As Li closed in, she saw that the hooded man drew two weapons, a knife and a handgun. Instead of fear, she felt an almost surreal sense of calm as she reacted by pointing her palms forward and slightly down angle. She then focused on launching two volleyball-sized fireballs forward and down into the roughed and cracked pavement, intending to blast up dust and concrete to obscure her approach.
"Sadao, I'm taking care of the other one," Mitori whispered to her two 'teammates', "In case you guys hadn't noticed, we have another troublesome visitor. Don't get hit by her wind," Mitori then drew her knife, a liquid clone formed itself at the corner of her eye, from what little amount of metallic objects she could find littering the alleyways close-by.
"Isn't this just great..." responded Sadao as he looked around briefly. "Get the target out of here newbie!" Sadao yelled to Shou. Suddenly a cloud of dust and debris shot up from the concrete around his opponent. Smiling, Sadao knew what that meant all too well. She didn't have the range to take him from there so she needed to get closer. Knowing that she would be coming out of that smoke on full speed, Sadao kicked backwards with his power. He was going to get some more distance until he had his enemy figured out. Aiming down the sights of his gun he got ready to fire as soon as he saw her.
Li's initial 'attack' succeeded in creating an impromptu smoke screen but she knew if her opponent was smart enough, he would have kept his distance to gauge her approach. She crouched low and to the right along the wall as she moved through the smokescreen as she picked up a roughly fist-sized chunk of concrete. The trio sounded like they were about to split up, which meant they could get away with the Tokiwadai student. Not sure how effective this will be, but... Li thought as she concentrated a strong, small flame around the concrete chunk, heating it up. Then as she broke through the smoke, she disengaged her flame, tossed the chunk forward, and then kicked it with her right foot, intending to direct it straight at the hooded man. But as soon as her foot connected with the concrete chunk, she felt it hit at an odd angle, meaning she couldn't apply the full force of her kick to the fragment.
Tensing up as he got ready to dodge the projectile he noticed that it was off course. The flaming rock rolled on the ground next him. Now that the girl was in the open, she was an easy target. The girl however, was still pushing forward. She would be in a range that using his gun would be useless soon enough. Before that happened, Sadao aimed down his gun, taking two shots at his attacker. But this girl was much faster than he gave her credit for.
After the chunk was kicked, Li hit the ground and continued to dash toward the hooded man. She saw him aim his gun at her so she reacted by lunging forward and up before launching off with her right foot on the wall to her right and into a leftward torso-axial flip and hit the ground nearly 2 meters away from the wall. She continued to close in even as two loud cracks rang out and she slightly felt the air to her right, where she was just at, flutter a little. Resisting any potential panic, she closed in and launched a roundhouse kick with her left foot toward the hooded man's gun hand.
Witnessing the girl close in on him with blinding speed, he knew that he needed to slow her down somehow. Gripping his knife tightly, he watched as she closed in. He quickly holstered his gun as he dodged her kick. Using his knife, he slashes at her leg, but only manages to cut a very shallow depth. Stepping in trying to catch her of balance he punches with his right aiming for her ribs.
Li attempted to pull her leg back after failing to connect with the man's gun, but then she felt a searing, almost burning pain as her leg was cut. She pulled her leg back as she kept aware of her opponent, who followed with a punch toward her ribs. She spun to her right just in time as she felt his right fist graze past her breasts. She felt a thin tear open up in front of her shirt as the punch passed by, which sent warning bells in Li's mind. "WángbÄdà n!" Li hissed, cursing with combined anger and amusement. She immediately retaliated by tapping her watch just before she ignited her flames into a sword gripped with her right hand, before sweeping the blade in a short lateral strike toward the hooded man.
Sadao's eyes opened wide as the girl formed a blade forged of flames in her hand. He hadn't expected any skill like that based on her previous performance with the rock. Bending back, he avoided the swipe as it singed the front of his clothes. Flipping backwards he pulled his hood down again. "Ugh, I just bought these you know?" he said looking at the girl. He needed to get serious now. Coating his arms and legs he tucked his body into a boxer's stance. Moving to the left at first he quickly spun in the opposite direction, swinging his right arm out, hoping to connect with her abdomen. If he could slow her down he might be able to wrap this up.
As she pulled back slightly, Li realized that she was deadlocked with her opponent and that time would help the trio more, but rushing in too much could prove fatal. She tensed slightly at her opponent's change in stance, followed by a punch. Li shifted laterally to her right as she moved her fire blade to block the blow. But the coverage wasn't lined up enough to prevent the man's fist from plowing into her abdomen. Li felt the blow hit harder than it seemed as her body bowled over and she stumbled back a few steps as she suddenly coughed out a surge of blood. So he did have some type of augmentation, Li thought as she tried to fight through the immense pain. She fell back onto one knee as she held her fire blade in front of her, though it was more of a defiant gesture, rather than as an actual defensive stance as she breathed heavily while blood still dripped from her lips.
Seeing that this fight was over Sadao looked at the girl. Releasing his nitrogen into the air he stood up straight and placed a hand over fist in a bow. "You fought well." he said. "You aren't involved in this. So this is the only warning I give. Or we can continue, but it will be fatal," Sadao smirked, remembering how things turned out with Shou. Now they actually worked together. Even if the circumstances forced him into doing so.
Li glared at the hooded man for a moment before grimacing in both frustration and pain. "Thanks..." Li replied softly as she lowered her right arm and let her blade extinguish. She then acquiesced to gravity and dropped down further until she sat with her back against a nearby rusted railing.
"Enjoy your life. Not everyone can," said Sadao, thinking that it's about time he went to where he saw Mitori head off to. He wasn't sure how she was doing, but he had a bad feeling. Hopefully he was able to buy some of time for them. An odd sound resounded from somewhere, he couldn't pin-point where it came from, but his bad feeling was already confirmed, when he suddenly couldn't move his body at all, much less run. Not knowing what happened, Sadao tried to move, but his body had fully stopped. He could still breathe fine, otherwise it felt as though time had stopped for only him.
"Hi~ ★" a sweet voice called out. A blond figure walked in, an elegant air surrounded her - confusing Sadao. Her starry eyes looked around with excitement, she wore the same, familiar uniform as that of Fuyuko's, and held a remote control, while holding a bag with her, adorned with a big pink star, "I expected a better fight, to think a result from that project isn't even impressive to say the least," she commented, "As useless as you may be, I'll use you against your friends anyway," the #5 level 5 of the city proclaimed, a sound resounded across the streets, Sadao's body moved against his will.
Sadao sighed. It just had to be you didn't it? he thought thinking back to the last time he saw her. 'Let's just hope Mitori picks up on this...'
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
Shou didn't sense anyone else yet, but Mitori had likely been in this business far longer than him, so he had to trust her. Taking Sadao's advice, with Fuyuko still in his arms, Shou gave Sadao a nod and ran past Mitori and began making his way towards the tall building, which he assumed was the location he needed to get to. He heard some noises and felt some slight rumbling, but he didn't look back; he knew that they could handle themselves.Wait a second, if there are others... then I can't possibly just run to the end location. We'll have to clean this up first to prevent a trail. Shou couldn't teleport with the way he was carrying Fuyuko at the moment. He needed to find a place to put her down and more importantly, he needed to make sure he wasn't being followed. With that in mind, Shou abruptly turned a corner into an alleyway. However, just as Shou turned into the alley, he swore that he saw something, but before his eyes could confirm the figure, and before his mind could process exactly what happened, his body was sent aflutter. Thrown into mid-air by an unknown force, the wind blew him back to the wide and beaten-up road. Not knowing what's what, he slowly got up. Suddenly he realized, Fuyuko was not on his back. He looked around frantically, if he somehow lost the little girl, the end result wouldn't be funny.
Suddenly he caught a glimpse of the familiar school uniform, but he could see something rather entrancing standing before the little girl who seemed to have fallen flat on the cold asphalt. Her uniform was pleated in deep navy-blue color, from her ample chest, down to the very strands of her skirt, which seemed to be rather too short for someone such as her. Her blond hair flew down her back, and few of it's strands laid bare over her plump bosom, this, combined with her natural beauty, and the fragrance of expensive perfume that hung in the air gave her a presence more superior than that of a normal person. A green armband hung over the upper portion of her left arm. The familiar symbol rang a bell of Tsubame Shou's head - it was the insignia Judgement used.
"Geez, they just had to call up on me because they're short on people. Even if it's professor Gensei, you can't just do whatever you want in this city," the young woman from the high-class society spoke out, casually, there was a hint of elegance in her voice, it almost made it sound as though her words were 100% convincing - which, may actually be true - as she felt no sense of danger from the environment.
"Tch, you idiot, why did you head for the alley instead?" Mitori cursed at Shou. She herself couldn't tell where the other 'visitor' would come from, but she was sure that she'd invade from a particular direction that would spill trouble for everyone. Hence, she decided that it's better to just rush to the safe-point, rather than risk fighting at all. If Fuyuko is taken away, there's no point to reaching Reformatories, it meant that Shou didn't have any reason to go to the tall building now.
He was in a bit pain from the sudden gust that knocked him back onto the road. He didn't sustain much damage, but he landed on his back and he could definitely feel where the pavement scraped him. He didn't exactly have the time to be worrying about scratches at this point. Shou scoffed at Mitori who was now standing next to him as he dust himself, "I don't really know who that was, but you're clearly underestimating what a Multi-Point user can do." Shou knew that Fuyuko couldn't be far if it was just a wind-user, but just as Shou tried to teleport Fuyuko back into his arms he immediately dropped to his knees and clamped his head with his hands. Damn it! The scrapes on my back combined with the disorientation from the wind-user might've screwed me up. The combined effect of pain and disorientation caused Shou to drastically miscalculate where Fuyuko was resulting in Shou having to forcibly cancel his teleport as well as suffer sharp, but short headache.
While slowly getting back up. still wincing from the pain, he called out to Mitori, "I need to find her. My calculations have been screwed up, and I need to get to her again."
"So... did I underestimate, or did you are you just a plain failure?" Mitori sighed, "I'll try to hold her off, but I'm not sure if I can, since Tornado-san is a tough cookie here."
"It won't take long, and I won't fail twice," Shou stated coldly as he recovered from his headache and took out a pin. He threw it into the air, and quickly made his way up to a nearby roof. Once Mitori engaged the wind-user, Shou would have the time to find an opportunity to retrieved Fuyuko once more.
"...What? Isn't Hyotoki Fuyuko just lying right behind our opponent? What is he thinking?" Mitori scratched the back of her head; confounded, "Shirayuki Ayane, huh? This won't be easy," her liquid doll emerged from the alleyway. Ready for battle, she placed her knife in front of her.
"Unfortunately, while we're both acquainted with the underworld of this city, I have my own orders," Ayane closed her eyes for only a slight moment. Mitori cringed. Ayane abruptly crouched, just as the liquid doll shot out bullets with the guns it formed on it's hands - whist Ayane's palm found it's way on the rusty and cracked up cold asphalt. A tornado formed in front of her. It is officially noted in the Data Bank of Academy City that Shirayuki Ayane's power is level 4, Tornado Hand - which forms a small-scale tornado upon coming in contact with an object. However, any sane man before said 'small-scale' tornado wouldn't think it's small, as it's height is more than enough to overtake any human's length.
The stormy attack came rushing to the doll, and it was pushed back to a wall, which broke down due to being old and not maintained. Mitori rushed forth with her weapon in hand, trusting that her doll will soon follow suit upon recovering - she had a feeling that her doll would be powerless against her Aero Hand based ability, but had to try nonetheless - and decided to fight hand-to-hand. However, Ayane had other ideas, and simply launched a second tornado at Mitori. Her eyes widened in shock and sudden fear that sprang to her sense as her brain registered in it the fact that such an overwhelming attack was coming her way. Mitori tried not to falter, but too; was blown away.
Falling, Mitori strove to get back up, her doll too, got back up, only to witness Ayane's hand facing the sky. She looked up towards the blond who looked down on her, and grit her teeth, a tornado itself was covering her, like a shield. If only Tsubame Shou could just teleport and get her out of it... but that wouldn't be so easy, as they're facing that Shirayuki Ayane. Even if Shou managed to escape the terror of the battlefield, the rest would get blown to bits.
Suddenly he caught a glimpse of the familiar school uniform, but he could see something rather entrancing standing before the little girl who seemed to have fallen flat on the cold asphalt. Her uniform was pleated in deep navy-blue color, from her ample chest, down to the very strands of her skirt, which seemed to be rather too short for someone such as her. Her blond hair flew down her back, and few of it's strands laid bare over her plump bosom, this, combined with her natural beauty, and the fragrance of expensive perfume that hung in the air gave her a presence more superior than that of a normal person. A green armband hung over the upper portion of her left arm. The familiar symbol rang a bell of Tsubame Shou's head - it was the insignia Judgement used.
"Geez, they just had to call up on me because they're short on people. Even if it's professor Gensei, you can't just do whatever you want in this city," the young woman from the high-class society spoke out, casually, there was a hint of elegance in her voice, it almost made it sound as though her words were 100% convincing - which, may actually be true - as she felt no sense of danger from the environment.
"Tch, you idiot, why did you head for the alley instead?" Mitori cursed at Shou. She herself couldn't tell where the other 'visitor' would come from, but she was sure that she'd invade from a particular direction that would spill trouble for everyone. Hence, she decided that it's better to just rush to the safe-point, rather than risk fighting at all. If Fuyuko is taken away, there's no point to reaching Reformatories, it meant that Shou didn't have any reason to go to the tall building now.
He was in a bit pain from the sudden gust that knocked him back onto the road. He didn't sustain much damage, but he landed on his back and he could definitely feel where the pavement scraped him. He didn't exactly have the time to be worrying about scratches at this point. Shou scoffed at Mitori who was now standing next to him as he dust himself, "I don't really know who that was, but you're clearly underestimating what a Multi-Point user can do." Shou knew that Fuyuko couldn't be far if it was just a wind-user, but just as Shou tried to teleport Fuyuko back into his arms he immediately dropped to his knees and clamped his head with his hands. Damn it! The scrapes on my back combined with the disorientation from the wind-user might've screwed me up. The combined effect of pain and disorientation caused Shou to drastically miscalculate where Fuyuko was resulting in Shou having to forcibly cancel his teleport as well as suffer sharp, but short headache.
While slowly getting back up. still wincing from the pain, he called out to Mitori, "I need to find her. My calculations have been screwed up, and I need to get to her again."
"So... did I underestimate, or did you are you just a plain failure?" Mitori sighed, "I'll try to hold her off, but I'm not sure if I can, since Tornado-san is a tough cookie here."
"It won't take long, and I won't fail twice," Shou stated coldly as he recovered from his headache and took out a pin. He threw it into the air, and quickly made his way up to a nearby roof. Once Mitori engaged the wind-user, Shou would have the time to find an opportunity to retrieved Fuyuko once more.
"...What? Isn't Hyotoki Fuyuko just lying right behind our opponent? What is he thinking?" Mitori scratched the back of her head; confounded, "Shirayuki Ayane, huh? This won't be easy," her liquid doll emerged from the alleyway. Ready for battle, she placed her knife in front of her.
"Unfortunately, while we're both acquainted with the underworld of this city, I have my own orders," Ayane closed her eyes for only a slight moment. Mitori cringed. Ayane abruptly crouched, just as the liquid doll shot out bullets with the guns it formed on it's hands - whist Ayane's palm found it's way on the rusty and cracked up cold asphalt. A tornado formed in front of her. It is officially noted in the Data Bank of Academy City that Shirayuki Ayane's power is level 4, Tornado Hand - which forms a small-scale tornado upon coming in contact with an object. However, any sane man before said 'small-scale' tornado wouldn't think it's small, as it's height is more than enough to overtake any human's length.
The stormy attack came rushing to the doll, and it was pushed back to a wall, which broke down due to being old and not maintained. Mitori rushed forth with her weapon in hand, trusting that her doll will soon follow suit upon recovering - she had a feeling that her doll would be powerless against her Aero Hand based ability, but had to try nonetheless - and decided to fight hand-to-hand. However, Ayane had other ideas, and simply launched a second tornado at Mitori. Her eyes widened in shock and sudden fear that sprang to her sense as her brain registered in it the fact that such an overwhelming attack was coming her way. Mitori tried not to falter, but too; was blown away.
Falling, Mitori strove to get back up, her doll too, got back up, only to witness Ayane's hand facing the sky. She looked up towards the blond who looked down on her, and grit her teeth, a tornado itself was covering her, like a shield. If only Tsubame Shou could just teleport and get her out of it... but that wouldn't be so easy, as they're facing that Shirayuki Ayane. Even if Shou managed to escape the terror of the battlefield, the rest would get blown to bits.
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xninebreaker
FAKKU Writer
(This is a joint post between Cinia Pacifica and Xninebreaker)
As Mitori engaged the girl, Shou made his way over a couple of roofs and found himself at an angle where he was almost behind the wind-user. Mitori was getting beaten up pretty badly, but that was plenty enough for Shou to retrieve Fuyuko. Then, Shou saw the girl raise her hand into the air and a torrent of wind began to engulf her. "Well, it's now or never. I'll have to try and disrupt her, maybe me and Mitori can even take her out. Shou lodged one metal pin into the floor of the roof, and then threw one towards Fuyuko who was behind the wind-user; to Shou's dismay, the pin landed closer to the other girl than Fuyuko, but Shou teleported nonetheless. He arrived on the ground, and attempted to make a dash towards Fuyuko, but before he could even get started on his run, he felt an explosive impact on his shoulder and he was sent flying towards the sidewalk with the wind carrying him an increased distance. He was writhing on the ground in pain at least 5 meters from where he just was.
After taking the kick to his shoulder, Shou was in little condition to properly battle. There was no way he could fight head-on. But, Mitori is still kicking. And I doubt that girl understands how my teleporting actually works just yet. My pin is still right next to her, I could at least teleport back and deal a blow with some coordination with Mitori. The problem was that Shou needed to relay that to Mitori somehow. Unless Sadao had cleaned up on his end, Mitori and Shou were about to get wiped if they didn't fight now. Shou tried to make eye contact Mitori praying that she understands that they have little choice left.
However, Mitori wasn't quite paying attention to Shou's face, much less his eyes, as she looked behind her through the corner of her eye-lids. If that's who I think it is... we're in big trouble, she uttered internally. They were in more than a 'pinch'. The timing was the worst, were they planning such an ambush all along? Was this the true reason why no one even seemed to give a care in the world as they passed by the citizens of the city today? She felt paranoid, feeling doubt. The 5th level 5 of the city stood against her, and a layer of liquid metal would most likely not do much against her.
"Then my best bet is..." looking forward, Mitori frowned, her smile fell apart, "Might as well do it like this," she whispered to herself, she threw her knife straight towards the graceful blond figure who effectively blocked her path to her destination, and took away the person who was she supposed to deliver, along with her helpers for the task. The knife was easily swept away by the wind, however, Ayane's eyes followed it, feeling that an actual attack was made.
What Mitori needed was the distraction. Her liquid metallic doll rushed forth from the darkness of the alley, and brushed past the windy wall that protected their overwhelming opponent, and Fuyuko. Ayane tried to touch it, but at the nick of time, the creepy-looking doll constricted Fuyuko's tiny figure with its slick tentacle-like strands of hair, and hopped off towards Tsubame Shou, who seemed rather perplexed due to the gravity of the situation.
Ayane didn't bother standing. Sprinting, her palm was an inch away from the doll's strand of hair, but it smoothly threw it towards Shou's hands, allowing him to retrieve Fuyuko. Just then, Ayane's hand came in contact with the doll, sending it away with a heavy gust that blew it away to a place not known to anyone in the battlefield, "Tch, to think that I saved her for good..." Ayane cursed her inability to rescue Fuyuko.
Mitori's doll launched Fuyuko to Shou and he somehow managed to catch her. Well that's good enough I suppose! With Fuyuko in his arms once again, Shou promptly teleported back to the roof he was on before.
"We'll just have to find other ways to save her. Unfortunately, we can't breach into the Reformatories, at least right now, anyway," Misaki sighed, disappointed, "I won't let you off easily, though ★!" she exclaimed, looking down at Mitori. Sadao emerged from behind Shokuhou Misaki, his eyes containing a familiar star that seemed to already reside in Misaki's lenses. He mindlessly charged with his fist ready to smash Mitori's pretty face. Gritting her teeth, Mitori drew another knife, This is why I hate her... even the Time Flare is scared of her. I'd rather run then fight this battle-crazy-controlled freak.
Exhausted and in pain, Shou sat Fuyuko against a wall on the roof and sat next to her thinking that the battle was all over. As he took a deep breath, he looked over his shoulder to see how Mitori and, more importantly, if Sadao was fine on his end. However, he saw Sadao being accompanied by an unfamiliar face and Mitori was taking a defensive stance as well, Oh man, this just doesn't end. Shou didn't know if Sadao had swapped sides or not, but Mitori was definitely in no condition to fight. In fact, he himself was in no condition to fight. If veterans like Sadao and Mitori were down and out for the count, there was no way that he could do anything in this situation. Fear and anxiety began to fill Shou, he could hardly think calmly between the dire situation he was in coupled with the pain and exhaustion he was feeling. Suddenly, Shou's eyes landed onto Fuyuko, and he remembered that they'd come here for a reason. He needed to get to that tall building, that was all he could possibly do given that Mitori and Sadao were likely doomed, and he was not about to join them.
"Alright Fuyuko-chan. It's just you and me left. Let's get you to that building, he whispered, though he knew there was no way Fuyuko could actually hear him. He picked Fuyuko up, put her on his back, and took a metal pin out and launched it towards the next closest roof. He couldn't do mid-air teleports anymore; he would simply have to do this the slow way hopping from roof to roof, and making sure he had secure footing before teleporting again. The tall building wasn't far though, just several more buildings away, and he would be at his target location. He felt a pang of guilt, but he prayed that Mitori kept whoever the other girl was busy for at least a while longer.
It took over 10 minutes, but finally Shou arrived in the alley on the side of the tall building. From there, Shou slowly walked towards the front of the building. The entrance to the building was blocked a giant gate, but Shou didn't exactly have time to just wait around to open it so he put his hand on the gate and teleported both himself and Fuyuko to the other side. Surprisingly, there was no one outside the building, likely because whatever was going on in the building needed to be kept as secretive as possible, and guards standing outside would only make the building exceptionally suspicious. Besides, even if there were no guards, Shou was sure that there were hidden cameras and other forms of security that would be taking defensive measures if he was actually seen as an unwelcome guest. Shou took a deep breath and walked towards the glass doors of the tall building.
As Mitori engaged the girl, Shou made his way over a couple of roofs and found himself at an angle where he was almost behind the wind-user. Mitori was getting beaten up pretty badly, but that was plenty enough for Shou to retrieve Fuyuko. Then, Shou saw the girl raise her hand into the air and a torrent of wind began to engulf her. "Well, it's now or never. I'll have to try and disrupt her, maybe me and Mitori can even take her out. Shou lodged one metal pin into the floor of the roof, and then threw one towards Fuyuko who was behind the wind-user; to Shou's dismay, the pin landed closer to the other girl than Fuyuko, but Shou teleported nonetheless. He arrived on the ground, and attempted to make a dash towards Fuyuko, but before he could even get started on his run, he felt an explosive impact on his shoulder and he was sent flying towards the sidewalk with the wind carrying him an increased distance. He was writhing on the ground in pain at least 5 meters from where he just was.
After taking the kick to his shoulder, Shou was in little condition to properly battle. There was no way he could fight head-on. But, Mitori is still kicking. And I doubt that girl understands how my teleporting actually works just yet. My pin is still right next to her, I could at least teleport back and deal a blow with some coordination with Mitori. The problem was that Shou needed to relay that to Mitori somehow. Unless Sadao had cleaned up on his end, Mitori and Shou were about to get wiped if they didn't fight now. Shou tried to make eye contact Mitori praying that she understands that they have little choice left.
However, Mitori wasn't quite paying attention to Shou's face, much less his eyes, as she looked behind her through the corner of her eye-lids. If that's who I think it is... we're in big trouble, she uttered internally. They were in more than a 'pinch'. The timing was the worst, were they planning such an ambush all along? Was this the true reason why no one even seemed to give a care in the world as they passed by the citizens of the city today? She felt paranoid, feeling doubt. The 5th level 5 of the city stood against her, and a layer of liquid metal would most likely not do much against her.
"Then my best bet is..." looking forward, Mitori frowned, her smile fell apart, "Might as well do it like this," she whispered to herself, she threw her knife straight towards the graceful blond figure who effectively blocked her path to her destination, and took away the person who was she supposed to deliver, along with her helpers for the task. The knife was easily swept away by the wind, however, Ayane's eyes followed it, feeling that an actual attack was made.
What Mitori needed was the distraction. Her liquid metallic doll rushed forth from the darkness of the alley, and brushed past the windy wall that protected their overwhelming opponent, and Fuyuko. Ayane tried to touch it, but at the nick of time, the creepy-looking doll constricted Fuyuko's tiny figure with its slick tentacle-like strands of hair, and hopped off towards Tsubame Shou, who seemed rather perplexed due to the gravity of the situation.
Ayane didn't bother standing. Sprinting, her palm was an inch away from the doll's strand of hair, but it smoothly threw it towards Shou's hands, allowing him to retrieve Fuyuko. Just then, Ayane's hand came in contact with the doll, sending it away with a heavy gust that blew it away to a place not known to anyone in the battlefield, "Tch, to think that I saved her for good..." Ayane cursed her inability to rescue Fuyuko.
Mitori's doll launched Fuyuko to Shou and he somehow managed to catch her. Well that's good enough I suppose! With Fuyuko in his arms once again, Shou promptly teleported back to the roof he was on before.
"We'll just have to find other ways to save her. Unfortunately, we can't breach into the Reformatories, at least right now, anyway," Misaki sighed, disappointed, "I won't let you off easily, though ★!" she exclaimed, looking down at Mitori. Sadao emerged from behind Shokuhou Misaki, his eyes containing a familiar star that seemed to already reside in Misaki's lenses. He mindlessly charged with his fist ready to smash Mitori's pretty face. Gritting her teeth, Mitori drew another knife, This is why I hate her... even the Time Flare is scared of her. I'd rather run then fight this battle-crazy-controlled freak.
Exhausted and in pain, Shou sat Fuyuko against a wall on the roof and sat next to her thinking that the battle was all over. As he took a deep breath, he looked over his shoulder to see how Mitori and, more importantly, if Sadao was fine on his end. However, he saw Sadao being accompanied by an unfamiliar face and Mitori was taking a defensive stance as well, Oh man, this just doesn't end. Shou didn't know if Sadao had swapped sides or not, but Mitori was definitely in no condition to fight. In fact, he himself was in no condition to fight. If veterans like Sadao and Mitori were down and out for the count, there was no way that he could do anything in this situation. Fear and anxiety began to fill Shou, he could hardly think calmly between the dire situation he was in coupled with the pain and exhaustion he was feeling. Suddenly, Shou's eyes landed onto Fuyuko, and he remembered that they'd come here for a reason. He needed to get to that tall building, that was all he could possibly do given that Mitori and Sadao were likely doomed, and he was not about to join them.
"Alright Fuyuko-chan. It's just you and me left. Let's get you to that building, he whispered, though he knew there was no way Fuyuko could actually hear him. He picked Fuyuko up, put her on his back, and took a metal pin out and launched it towards the next closest roof. He couldn't do mid-air teleports anymore; he would simply have to do this the slow way hopping from roof to roof, and making sure he had secure footing before teleporting again. The tall building wasn't far though, just several more buildings away, and he would be at his target location. He felt a pang of guilt, but he prayed that Mitori kept whoever the other girl was busy for at least a while longer.
It took over 10 minutes, but finally Shou arrived in the alley on the side of the tall building. From there, Shou slowly walked towards the front of the building. The entrance to the building was blocked a giant gate, but Shou didn't exactly have time to just wait around to open it so he put his hand on the gate and teleported both himself and Fuyuko to the other side. Surprisingly, there was no one outside the building, likely because whatever was going on in the building needed to be kept as secretive as possible, and guards standing outside would only make the building exceptionally suspicious. Besides, even if there were no guards, Shou was sure that there were hidden cameras and other forms of security that would be taking defensive measures if he was actually seen as an unwelcome guest. Shou took a deep breath and walked towards the glass doors of the tall building.
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
(This is a joint post between Cinia Pacifica and BlinkXPoke)
A subtle sound of footsteps resounded across the environment, a girl - who seemed slightly tall for a sixteen year old - strolled listlessly in the corridor, gazing into the sunlit sky. Her legs kept itself under a line; cat-walking, even though she was inside a hospital, she walked like a model. It didn't seem so strange because it was her, if a commoner did the same, people may either view it as strange, or acknowledge a certain trait. However in this case, given her situation, it'd be strange even if she's not a commoner, the girl's plain blue pajama hospital gown made the cat-walk look awkward, she felt almost lifeless, "Uhh... what was it again? 'To performers, the dress is the most important thing to them'? I'm kinda beginning to understand it now," heaving a sigh, and stopped.
The sunlight gently laid itself over her short blond hair, that fell from the sun atop the sky. Looking into the sky with a pair of crystal blue eyes - that seemed like glittering gems - into the distance, lost in thought; entering a reverie, the officially announced 8th level 5 esper of Academy reminisced about her last battle where her life was apparently on the line, "I wonder if he got the data he wanted... " she muttered, looking at her left palm, then up to the bandage over her arm, and weakly smiled, "I suppose everything has it's price, be it data collection, dangerous stunts, performances, and whatnot."
Jun reached the section of the hospital where the patients stay. "Perhaps the frog-faced doctor is somewhere here, taking care of a patient?" He thought out loud, under his breath. He glanced inside every open room he passed for signs of the doctor he was looking for, halting for a moment whenever he saw a doctor, but continuing along when that person didn't match what was described. Does this guy even exist? Where is this frog doctor? Jun was beginning to get impatient.
A nearby clock read 9:58. It's already almost been two hours since I've been here... Maybe I should just call my father and tell him that I couldn't find who he was looking for. I've checked most places I'm allowed to be. He took his cell phone out of his pocket, flipped it open and began dialing his father's phone number, but before he could finish, he ran into something soft and bounced off of it, nearly falling backward. In front of him stood Kihara Natsu, the level 5 who nearly blew up the Switchyard the night before. Jun quickly bowed and apologized. "I'm sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going!"
"Oh? Is that so now?" Natsu cracked a teasing smile, "You must've really liked the soft sensation that you felt from me last night, hm?" she hadn't forgotten how she saved this particular student's face from being reamed into nothingness at the Switchyard last night. "To think anyone would have the time to even feel it, you must be a high leveled pervert,"
"...It was rather pleasant..." Jun said quietly, avoiding eye contact. He then immediately cleared his throat loudly afterwards, attempting to stifle what he had just said. "I mean, how are you feeling? That fight yesterday seemed pretty intense!" Jun tried to change the subject.
"Ahahaha!" Natsu blurted out laughing, "You should be honest, just like that, be louder next time, at least with me," she winked, smiling, "I'm feeling fine... or so I'd like to say, but these bandages says otherwise. It's never easy to fight someone at the same level as you, huh."
Something about Natsu's wink made Jun's heart flutter for a moment. Huh? Hm... what was that about...? He questioned it internally.
"I wouldn't know the feeling, to be honest. I've only just recently became a Level 1." Jun has never picked a fight against anyone, either. The only time he's had to fight was against the mugger who triggered Jun's powers for the first time. "Are you sure you're okay? You seemed like you were in pain after it was over." He noticed lots of bandaging on the exposed parts of Natsu's body.
"Masking expressions of pain is the least a professional actress can do," Natsu coolly replied, looking into the eternally stretching horizon, "I'm surprised I wasn't half-dead from getting hit by that high-speed particle beam thing, though. She's something to be reckoned with, I suppose people thinks the same about every one of us level 5's, hm?"
Thinking about how one of those particle beams nearly took his head off made Jun shudder. "Well, every Level 5 are incredibly powerful compared to everyone else. They can do all sorts of crazy things espers of lower levels can't do." What he witnessed last night was evidence of that. "I'm shocked that you were able to take the hit from one of those beams, too. Those things were destroying everything they hit. Speaking of which, thanks for saving me. I don't know what could have happened if that would've hit me." He bowed again.
"Yeah, but all those fancy abilities with loads of applications don't come that easily. Lots of sacrifice, pain, suffering, time, training, and lastly, uhh... intake of drugs with stressful side-effects?"[/b][/color] Natsu sighed, coming to a conclusion, she nodded to herself, "Yeah, if you're another chill person wanting to live a peaceful life, I'd recommend not dreaming that big. In fact, find a dream where you don't have to rely on that power, of which it's capabilities are determined at birth."
Natsu sighed, considering steering the topic to a different point, she spoke, "But getting to even level 1 is a great feat, so congratulations," she sincerely complimented.
"Wow, I didn't know it was that difficult..." Jun knew it would require lots of training and time, but didn't consider that drugs were necessary for reaching higher levels, Does Ayane need to use those drugs, too, so she be as strong as she is? It was a brutal realization Jun came to. He didn't want to abandon his goal of becoming a strong esper, but is it worth all the pain that comes with it...? He couldn't decide.
"Oh, thanks!" Jun was snapped out of his thoughts after being congratulated by Natsu. "It was hard, though. It took me so long to figure out how to actually use my power correctly, until another esper gave me some advice."
"I see, I personally think improving your esper abilities without artificial means like drugs is a great thing. As it's done naturally through hard work, it feels more... acceptable, and you can actually be proud of the result. Although, becoming an esper itself may require drugs, but I can attest to that,", Natsu spoke her mind, with a plain face, it seemed as though she was sulking, "I kinda wanted to be like Misaka Mikoto and just force my way to level 5, but apparently that would take a little too long. So I was given a little something to amplify my power," Natsu sighed again, "Sorry, that was classified information I just nonchalantly blurted out, try to forget that part. I must still be exhausted. However, I feel too bored to rest, it's somewhat conflicting."
That must be so unpleasant... I guess being that powerful of an esper is a major burden. I thought that things would only get easier if I got stronger. Jun felt awkward, more than that; found the idea of using drugs to reach higher levels grotesque. They could be addictive, as well as having nasty side effects that Natsu mentioned. He wished he could forget this knowledge, like Natsu suggested, but it was too much of an impact on Jun. I could make it to Level 3 without going through all that, right? I can be satisfied with that. He tried to convince himself.
With that, Jun wanted to refocus on the task he was given. Natsu said, herself, that she was bored, so he asked, "You want to help me with something, then? I'm here because I was looking for a certain doctor, but I can't seem to find him. An extra set of eyes could help a lot." He had planned to give up on the search before he ran into Natsu, but with her assistance, it could become much easier. If nothing else, he'll have someone to idly chat with as he walks around, instead of pacing around bored, like what he was doing earlier.
"Hmm.... I suppose I can. Since you were humble enough to keep my boredom from being any more painful," Natsu looked around, then shrugged, "Not like I got anything better to do, anyway."
"Alright, then. I don't know much else about this doctor, but apparently he has a frog-like face. You'd think he'd stand out, but I somehow haven't seen him yet." Jun admitted. He lead her further down the hallway, checking inside rooms again for signs of that doctor, when he realized, "Oh, right, I don't think I've ever introduced myself." He stopped and faced Natsu. "I'm Shimizu Junichi. You can call me 'Jun' for short."
Walking along with the student Natsu met - who is apparently from the same high school as her's - she listened to him speak, "I suppose we never did formally introduce ourselves, hm? It's a pleasure to meet you, while you may know my name already, I'll introduce myself just for the sake of it anyway; my name is Kihara Natsu," she then chuckled, "As for the doctor... well, he's the one who treated me, I can lead you to him if you want. Why'd you want to meet him, though?"
"Nice to meet you, too!" Jun chuckled as well. "Even though we have already." in strange situations The last part, he said in his head.
"Oh, is that so? That's convenient." Jun smiled due to his unnecessarily tedious task becoming suddenly easier. He explained to Natsu, "My father is actually the one interested in seeing him. He was curious about this doctor's methods in treating his patients. He sent me here to try to learn whatever I could out about him, and, perhaps, arrange a time for the two to meet." Jun shrugged his shoulders as he added, "He must have been too busy with work to come find this frog-faced doctor himself... He usually is."
A subtle sound of footsteps resounded across the environment, a girl - who seemed slightly tall for a sixteen year old - strolled listlessly in the corridor, gazing into the sunlit sky. Her legs kept itself under a line; cat-walking, even though she was inside a hospital, she walked like a model. It didn't seem so strange because it was her, if a commoner did the same, people may either view it as strange, or acknowledge a certain trait. However in this case, given her situation, it'd be strange even if she's not a commoner, the girl's plain blue pajama hospital gown made the cat-walk look awkward, she felt almost lifeless, "Uhh... what was it again? 'To performers, the dress is the most important thing to them'? I'm kinda beginning to understand it now," heaving a sigh, and stopped.
The sunlight gently laid itself over her short blond hair, that fell from the sun atop the sky. Looking into the sky with a pair of crystal blue eyes - that seemed like glittering gems - into the distance, lost in thought; entering a reverie, the officially announced 8th level 5 esper of Academy reminisced about her last battle where her life was apparently on the line, "I wonder if he got the data he wanted... " she muttered, looking at her left palm, then up to the bandage over her arm, and weakly smiled, "I suppose everything has it's price, be it data collection, dangerous stunts, performances, and whatnot."
Jun reached the section of the hospital where the patients stay. "Perhaps the frog-faced doctor is somewhere here, taking care of a patient?" He thought out loud, under his breath. He glanced inside every open room he passed for signs of the doctor he was looking for, halting for a moment whenever he saw a doctor, but continuing along when that person didn't match what was described. Does this guy even exist? Where is this frog doctor? Jun was beginning to get impatient.
A nearby clock read 9:58. It's already almost been two hours since I've been here... Maybe I should just call my father and tell him that I couldn't find who he was looking for. I've checked most places I'm allowed to be. He took his cell phone out of his pocket, flipped it open and began dialing his father's phone number, but before he could finish, he ran into something soft and bounced off of it, nearly falling backward. In front of him stood Kihara Natsu, the level 5 who nearly blew up the Switchyard the night before. Jun quickly bowed and apologized. "I'm sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going!"
"Oh? Is that so now?" Natsu cracked a teasing smile, "You must've really liked the soft sensation that you felt from me last night, hm?" she hadn't forgotten how she saved this particular student's face from being reamed into nothingness at the Switchyard last night. "To think anyone would have the time to even feel it, you must be a high leveled pervert,"
"...It was rather pleasant..." Jun said quietly, avoiding eye contact. He then immediately cleared his throat loudly afterwards, attempting to stifle what he had just said. "I mean, how are you feeling? That fight yesterday seemed pretty intense!" Jun tried to change the subject.
"Ahahaha!" Natsu blurted out laughing, "You should be honest, just like that, be louder next time, at least with me," she winked, smiling, "I'm feeling fine... or so I'd like to say, but these bandages says otherwise. It's never easy to fight someone at the same level as you, huh."
Something about Natsu's wink made Jun's heart flutter for a moment. Huh? Hm... what was that about...? He questioned it internally.
"I wouldn't know the feeling, to be honest. I've only just recently became a Level 1." Jun has never picked a fight against anyone, either. The only time he's had to fight was against the mugger who triggered Jun's powers for the first time. "Are you sure you're okay? You seemed like you were in pain after it was over." He noticed lots of bandaging on the exposed parts of Natsu's body.
"Masking expressions of pain is the least a professional actress can do," Natsu coolly replied, looking into the eternally stretching horizon, "I'm surprised I wasn't half-dead from getting hit by that high-speed particle beam thing, though. She's something to be reckoned with, I suppose people thinks the same about every one of us level 5's, hm?"
Thinking about how one of those particle beams nearly took his head off made Jun shudder. "Well, every Level 5 are incredibly powerful compared to everyone else. They can do all sorts of crazy things espers of lower levels can't do." What he witnessed last night was evidence of that. "I'm shocked that you were able to take the hit from one of those beams, too. Those things were destroying everything they hit. Speaking of which, thanks for saving me. I don't know what could have happened if that would've hit me." He bowed again.
"Yeah, but all those fancy abilities with loads of applications don't come that easily. Lots of sacrifice, pain, suffering, time, training, and lastly, uhh... intake of drugs with stressful side-effects?"[/b][/color] Natsu sighed, coming to a conclusion, she nodded to herself, "Yeah, if you're another chill person wanting to live a peaceful life, I'd recommend not dreaming that big. In fact, find a dream where you don't have to rely on that power, of which it's capabilities are determined at birth."
Natsu sighed, considering steering the topic to a different point, she spoke, "But getting to even level 1 is a great feat, so congratulations," she sincerely complimented.
"Wow, I didn't know it was that difficult..." Jun knew it would require lots of training and time, but didn't consider that drugs were necessary for reaching higher levels, Does Ayane need to use those drugs, too, so she be as strong as she is? It was a brutal realization Jun came to. He didn't want to abandon his goal of becoming a strong esper, but is it worth all the pain that comes with it...? He couldn't decide.
"Oh, thanks!" Jun was snapped out of his thoughts after being congratulated by Natsu. "It was hard, though. It took me so long to figure out how to actually use my power correctly, until another esper gave me some advice."
"I see, I personally think improving your esper abilities without artificial means like drugs is a great thing. As it's done naturally through hard work, it feels more... acceptable, and you can actually be proud of the result. Although, becoming an esper itself may require drugs, but I can attest to that,", Natsu spoke her mind, with a plain face, it seemed as though she was sulking, "I kinda wanted to be like Misaka Mikoto and just force my way to level 5, but apparently that would take a little too long. So I was given a little something to amplify my power," Natsu sighed again, "Sorry, that was classified information I just nonchalantly blurted out, try to forget that part. I must still be exhausted. However, I feel too bored to rest, it's somewhat conflicting."
That must be so unpleasant... I guess being that powerful of an esper is a major burden. I thought that things would only get easier if I got stronger. Jun felt awkward, more than that; found the idea of using drugs to reach higher levels grotesque. They could be addictive, as well as having nasty side effects that Natsu mentioned. He wished he could forget this knowledge, like Natsu suggested, but it was too much of an impact on Jun. I could make it to Level 3 without going through all that, right? I can be satisfied with that. He tried to convince himself.
With that, Jun wanted to refocus on the task he was given. Natsu said, herself, that she was bored, so he asked, "You want to help me with something, then? I'm here because I was looking for a certain doctor, but I can't seem to find him. An extra set of eyes could help a lot." He had planned to give up on the search before he ran into Natsu, but with her assistance, it could become much easier. If nothing else, he'll have someone to idly chat with as he walks around, instead of pacing around bored, like what he was doing earlier.
"Hmm.... I suppose I can. Since you were humble enough to keep my boredom from being any more painful," Natsu looked around, then shrugged, "Not like I got anything better to do, anyway."
"Alright, then. I don't know much else about this doctor, but apparently he has a frog-like face. You'd think he'd stand out, but I somehow haven't seen him yet." Jun admitted. He lead her further down the hallway, checking inside rooms again for signs of that doctor, when he realized, "Oh, right, I don't think I've ever introduced myself." He stopped and faced Natsu. "I'm Shimizu Junichi. You can call me 'Jun' for short."
Walking along with the student Natsu met - who is apparently from the same high school as her's - she listened to him speak, "I suppose we never did formally introduce ourselves, hm? It's a pleasure to meet you, while you may know my name already, I'll introduce myself just for the sake of it anyway; my name is Kihara Natsu," she then chuckled, "As for the doctor... well, he's the one who treated me, I can lead you to him if you want. Why'd you want to meet him, though?"
"Nice to meet you, too!" Jun chuckled as well. "Even though we have already." in strange situations The last part, he said in his head.
"Oh, is that so? That's convenient." Jun smiled due to his unnecessarily tedious task becoming suddenly easier. He explained to Natsu, "My father is actually the one interested in seeing him. He was curious about this doctor's methods in treating his patients. He sent me here to try to learn whatever I could out about him, and, perhaps, arrange a time for the two to meet." Jun shrugged his shoulders as he added, "He must have been too busy with work to come find this frog-faced doctor himself... He usually is."
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Cinia Pacifica
Ojou-sama Writer
(This is a joint post between Cinia Pacifica, BlinkXPoke, and Katsucha.)
Natsu sighed, "That sounds rather childish, sending his son to sneak around like this," she opened stated her opinion, "Anyway, what year are you from on our school?" she asked while she reminded herself about how she saved Jun from her own attack, as she played a little 'skit'. That was yet another result of boredom.
"It kind of is, I'll admit. This would've been much easier if he were here." Jun agreed with Natsu, even though it was somewhat disrespectful to his father. "I'm a third year student. Why do you ask?" he responded to Natsu.
"Oh dear, I'm second year. I assumed you were the same, you don't give off that air that an upperclassman would have, I apologize, Jun-senpai," Natsu addressed Jun as an upperclassman with a bit of an emphasis, with a teasing smile, exploring his variety of expressions. However, upon seeing something, "Ah, I found him, it's this room," she stated, opening it for Jun to see. The heat-signatures she read clearly gave away the figures, so she could tell that her doctor was inside that room, talking to a patient.
A strange sense of pride came with the honorific '-senpai' attached to Jun's name. He isn't often called that, so it was almost empowering. But, learning Natsu's year also surprised Jun. "Oh, you were only a second year? I thought you were a third-year, too." He gave his reason: "You're pretty tall!"
"I keep hearing that. There were people back at my work saying that I already look like a young adult, I wonder if that's really the case..."
"You do." Jun commented bluntly. "I'm jealous, I'm often thought to be younger than I actually am, instead."
"Tch, how I wish I looked more younger and feminine!" Natsu muttered, looking into the room ahead, it seemed that the patient looked rather strange...
Jun needed to step inside the room to get a good view of the doctor. "Wooooah..." He was in awe. His face really is shaped like a frog's. That's pretty odd. Next to him, Jun saw a strange young girl. He couldn't determine her age, but he guessed that she was either a third-year middle schooler or a first-year high schooler. She seems interesting looking, too. She was heterochomic, and had long, silver hair. These were not traits Jun sees often. "Oops, I'm sorry, you two were talking, weren't you." He bowed apologetically, but continued, "Pardon my intrusion, but I wanted to speak with you, too, doctor, when you're finished."
Natsu peered towards the two inside the room. The girl had silver long hair, a pair of eyes, both of which held different color and allure, a rose adorned in her hair. The hospital gown that she wore felt rather out of place, same as it is with Natsu, This piece of crap is just too unfashionable, but hmm... this person looks surprisingly... unique? she cursed her fate internally. The frog-faced doctor was actually known as Heaven's Canceller, but this fact was not known to many, so she tends to not refer to him by that nickname usually. His personality somewhat irks her, however.
"Hmm... it seems like you're well on your way to recovery. I suppose you may leave this evening, unless you want to rest more just in case," the frog-faced doctor spoke to the girl, but was interrupted, he looked back to peer across the door, and found a boy with his other patient, Natsu.
"Thank you doctor," Sana smiled, she celebrated internally at the fact that she can finally leave soon, but hearing an unfamiliar voice, she instinctively looked at the door, spotting a boy and along with a tall female figure. The boy had blue hair and pretty blue eyes. The other was a girl with blond-hair, it was rather short, to the point that it's not even shoulder-length, her glittering gem-like blue eyes made Sana space out; spellbound by it's beauty. Soon returning to reality, she realized that she was a patient, made evident due to her wearing a hospital gown. Even though Natsu is a famous actress, and a level 5 esper to top it off, Sana hadn't recognized her, it could be assumed that Sana doesn't watch television much, and hence doesn't follow the latest trends and whatnot that goes on in Show-Biz.
"I'm pretty much done here, so let's talk in another room," the doctor said, walking over to the boy. As the two left, "Catch you later then, Jun-senpai," Natsu bid Jun farewell, then nonchalantly walked into the room, and in front of the girl, looking down at her figure in the bed, the silver hair and the eyes infected with heterochromia somewhat made the person interesting, "Hmm... there's something about your face that feels familiar, yet the hair and eyes are completely different, so different from Tamaki-chan, hm? Perhaps you're unrelated after all."
Surprised to hear the name of her little sister - Tamaki - Sana instantly started to think how the two could be related. At first she simply assumed that she was seeking the doctor, but that clearly wasn't the case ever since she stayed in the room, "Tamaki-chan? Are you talking about Minase Tamaki?!" in an anxious tone, she inquired, wondering if she's talking about her little sister by any chance.
"Ooh, so you know her? Indeed I'm speaking of her, that little devil loves to get into dangerous situation. She has this adorable allure to her that makes you want to protect her," Natsu expressed as she answered in response, smiling, "Are you possibly her relative, or a friend?" albeit Natsu mentioned how Tamaki loves to run into danger and play with fire, her expressions spoke out a different vibe; it could be assumed that Natsu had fun in her little adventure with Tamaki.
Sana sighed, "I wish she'd stop getting into dangerous situations... but I guess it can't be help, seeing how she's in judgement," she wished from the bottom of her heart that Sana would just silently follow whatever she wants from her, but that would be downright selfish and restrictive - knowing this, and not wanting to be hated by her beloved sister - she hesitated to forcibly stop her activities, "I'm Minase Sana, Tamaki's older sister. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss."
Slightly excited at the discovery of the fact, "Ooh, so she did have an older sister after all," Natsu exclaimed, then took a seat beside Minase Sana, "It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Kihara Natsu," she looked intently at Minase Sana, directly at her facial features, "I guess the only semblance of resemblance are the similarities that lies in the facial features between you and your sister, mnm? It's hard to know that you two are siblings. Ah, but I'm not actually making a negative point out of that, don't think much about it."
"It's okay, don't worry. I'm used to such comments already. It's not like you run into silver-haired girls with two different colored eyes everyday anyway... " Sana said, giving a light chuckle, she soon looked down, knowing well that her appearance is something one doesn't see everyday, but she stopped minding what others thought about her, since she came to enjoy her unique appearance now, "Excuse me, Kihara-san, if you don't mind me asking - how do you know Tama-chan?
This was new to Natsu, she met a person who didn't seemed to find her name familiar. Her being a level 5 esper, as well as a celebrity who appears on television often, not being recognized... made her realize once again that she needed to work harder to shine on-stage, "Ah, I see, you can still be popular in your own way though, that hair looks pretty on you," she paused to reminisce for a moment, "I've helped her in a robbery case once, she wanted to take on the criminals on her own."
Natsu sighed, "That sounds rather childish, sending his son to sneak around like this," she opened stated her opinion, "Anyway, what year are you from on our school?" she asked while she reminded herself about how she saved Jun from her own attack, as she played a little 'skit'. That was yet another result of boredom.
"It kind of is, I'll admit. This would've been much easier if he were here." Jun agreed with Natsu, even though it was somewhat disrespectful to his father. "I'm a third year student. Why do you ask?" he responded to Natsu.
"Oh dear, I'm second year. I assumed you were the same, you don't give off that air that an upperclassman would have, I apologize, Jun-senpai," Natsu addressed Jun as an upperclassman with a bit of an emphasis, with a teasing smile, exploring his variety of expressions. However, upon seeing something, "Ah, I found him, it's this room," she stated, opening it for Jun to see. The heat-signatures she read clearly gave away the figures, so she could tell that her doctor was inside that room, talking to a patient.
A strange sense of pride came with the honorific '-senpai' attached to Jun's name. He isn't often called that, so it was almost empowering. But, learning Natsu's year also surprised Jun. "Oh, you were only a second year? I thought you were a third-year, too." He gave his reason: "You're pretty tall!"
"I keep hearing that. There were people back at my work saying that I already look like a young adult, I wonder if that's really the case..."
"You do." Jun commented bluntly. "I'm jealous, I'm often thought to be younger than I actually am, instead."
"Tch, how I wish I looked more younger and feminine!" Natsu muttered, looking into the room ahead, it seemed that the patient looked rather strange...
Jun needed to step inside the room to get a good view of the doctor. "Wooooah..." He was in awe. His face really is shaped like a frog's. That's pretty odd. Next to him, Jun saw a strange young girl. He couldn't determine her age, but he guessed that she was either a third-year middle schooler or a first-year high schooler. She seems interesting looking, too. She was heterochomic, and had long, silver hair. These were not traits Jun sees often. "Oops, I'm sorry, you two were talking, weren't you." He bowed apologetically, but continued, "Pardon my intrusion, but I wanted to speak with you, too, doctor, when you're finished."
Natsu peered towards the two inside the room. The girl had silver long hair, a pair of eyes, both of which held different color and allure, a rose adorned in her hair. The hospital gown that she wore felt rather out of place, same as it is with Natsu, This piece of crap is just too unfashionable, but hmm... this person looks surprisingly... unique? she cursed her fate internally. The frog-faced doctor was actually known as Heaven's Canceller, but this fact was not known to many, so she tends to not refer to him by that nickname usually. His personality somewhat irks her, however.
"Hmm... it seems like you're well on your way to recovery. I suppose you may leave this evening, unless you want to rest more just in case," the frog-faced doctor spoke to the girl, but was interrupted, he looked back to peer across the door, and found a boy with his other patient, Natsu.
"Thank you doctor," Sana smiled, she celebrated internally at the fact that she can finally leave soon, but hearing an unfamiliar voice, she instinctively looked at the door, spotting a boy and along with a tall female figure. The boy had blue hair and pretty blue eyes. The other was a girl with blond-hair, it was rather short, to the point that it's not even shoulder-length, her glittering gem-like blue eyes made Sana space out; spellbound by it's beauty. Soon returning to reality, she realized that she was a patient, made evident due to her wearing a hospital gown. Even though Natsu is a famous actress, and a level 5 esper to top it off, Sana hadn't recognized her, it could be assumed that Sana doesn't watch television much, and hence doesn't follow the latest trends and whatnot that goes on in Show-Biz.
"I'm pretty much done here, so let's talk in another room," the doctor said, walking over to the boy. As the two left, "Catch you later then, Jun-senpai," Natsu bid Jun farewell, then nonchalantly walked into the room, and in front of the girl, looking down at her figure in the bed, the silver hair and the eyes infected with heterochromia somewhat made the person interesting, "Hmm... there's something about your face that feels familiar, yet the hair and eyes are completely different, so different from Tamaki-chan, hm? Perhaps you're unrelated after all."
Surprised to hear the name of her little sister - Tamaki - Sana instantly started to think how the two could be related. At first she simply assumed that she was seeking the doctor, but that clearly wasn't the case ever since she stayed in the room, "Tamaki-chan? Are you talking about Minase Tamaki?!" in an anxious tone, she inquired, wondering if she's talking about her little sister by any chance.
"Ooh, so you know her? Indeed I'm speaking of her, that little devil loves to get into dangerous situation. She has this adorable allure to her that makes you want to protect her," Natsu expressed as she answered in response, smiling, "Are you possibly her relative, or a friend?" albeit Natsu mentioned how Tamaki loves to run into danger and play with fire, her expressions spoke out a different vibe; it could be assumed that Natsu had fun in her little adventure with Tamaki.
Sana sighed, "I wish she'd stop getting into dangerous situations... but I guess it can't be help, seeing how she's in judgement," she wished from the bottom of her heart that Sana would just silently follow whatever she wants from her, but that would be downright selfish and restrictive - knowing this, and not wanting to be hated by her beloved sister - she hesitated to forcibly stop her activities, "I'm Minase Sana, Tamaki's older sister. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss."
Slightly excited at the discovery of the fact, "Ooh, so she did have an older sister after all," Natsu exclaimed, then took a seat beside Minase Sana, "It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Kihara Natsu," she looked intently at Minase Sana, directly at her facial features, "I guess the only semblance of resemblance are the similarities that lies in the facial features between you and your sister, mnm? It's hard to know that you two are siblings. Ah, but I'm not actually making a negative point out of that, don't think much about it."
"It's okay, don't worry. I'm used to such comments already. It's not like you run into silver-haired girls with two different colored eyes everyday anyway... " Sana said, giving a light chuckle, she soon looked down, knowing well that her appearance is something one doesn't see everyday, but she stopped minding what others thought about her, since she came to enjoy her unique appearance now, "Excuse me, Kihara-san, if you don't mind me asking - how do you know Tama-chan?
This was new to Natsu, she met a person who didn't seemed to find her name familiar. Her being a level 5 esper, as well as a celebrity who appears on television often, not being recognized... made her realize once again that she needed to work harder to shine on-stage, "Ah, I see, you can still be popular in your own way though, that hair looks pretty on you," she paused to reminisce for a moment, "I've helped her in a robbery case once, she wanted to take on the criminals on her own."