Chronology: Ultimate

[DerpyCarp]

Lealan looks around the street with a frown. "It's disgusting, how could they waste so much food?!" She snaps under her breath, before turning to the inkling, and noting how uncomfortable she looks. Maybe Blood was bad for her just like water was? "Hey, uh.... Agent 3? Do you need me to carry you? Just in case you react to blood like water? Bloods like..." She searches her memory,"About half water, chemically?" Lealan holds her hand out to the Squid Kid to take. If she accepted the offer, Lealan would swing her up onto the Floran's shoulders.
thatguyinthestore BoltBeam

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Lealan looks around the street with a frown. "It's disgusting, how could they waste so much food?!" She snaps under her breath, before turning to the inkling, and noting how uncomfortable she looks. Maybe Blood was bad for her just like water was? "Hey, uh.... Agent 3? Do you need me to carry you? Just in case you react to blood like water? Bloods like..." She searches her memory,"About half water, chemically?" Lealan holds her hand out to the Squid Kid to take. If she accepted the offer, Lealan would swing her up onto the Floran's shoulders.
thatguyinthestore BoltBeam

Supergirl, who had been quiet up until this point, piped up.

“I can fly up to get a good vantage point!”

 

[marc122]

Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long

Pentagram City, Hell
#99D5FF and #FAC51C = Speech
(Freezer) (Burn)​

While Weiss and Yang were starting to approach the building, Yang in particular started to overhear voices coming from a nearby window. However, before she could really investigate, Lilith had asked her and Weiss to help out with the crates, so they went towards the truck.

On their way, Ellie lashed out on Thorne, possibly taking words out of the woman in the process. As they weren't quite sure what to do, they looked at each other worried, then continued their way to the semi's trailer. As they did, though, they happened to spot Arthur, who was wondering what was happening.

"We're going to look into that abandoned strip club for anything on Alastor," Weiss spoke softly towards him, in case nobody outside of the MPF clique overhears her. Then, as she and Yang open the semi's trailer with the others, they found Midna sleeping

"Hey," Yang said, "Hey, wake up. We're about to help unload those crates."

thatguyinthestore (GM, Charlie, Vaggie, Midna, Link, Ruby), BoltBeam (Agent 3), FactionGuerrilla (Arthur), Lazaro1505 (Tardif), Ellya (Ellie), AlexandraRoseLeclerc (Thorne), BarrenThin2 (Frank), ConnorOfficials (Lilith), QizPizza (Lazarus)

 

[BoltBeam]

Agent 3

"Hey, uh.... Agent 3? Do you need me to carry you? Just in case you react to blood like water? Bloods like..." She searches her memory,"About half water, chemically?" Lealan holds her hand out to the Squid Kid to take.

"...I'll be fine. We're technically already dead here, don't need to be afraid of dying when you're already dead." She said simply to Lealan. "Thanks, though. But I'm confident that I 'should' be OK." The Inkling managed a smile to the Floran and waved a hand in dismissal. "I mean - that's what I 'think' - if it turns out I'm wrong, I 'might' take you up on that anyways. But for now, until confirmed, it's a no thanks."
Character Information

Link to CS: Here!​

Hex Code: #61BD6D​

Status (physically): Fine​

Status (mentally/emotionally): On alert/Serious​

Powers: Inkling (species abilities and traits)​

Items: Hero Shot, Splat Bombs, Splashdown​

Skills/Abilities: Highly mobile, leadership skills​

Course of action: "Oh, hell."​

RP Information

Location: Hell, Happy Hotel​

Interactions: DerpyCarp​

Mentions: None (directly), @UptownExploringTeam​

Nearby/In Group: @YoureInHellNow​

 

[BarrenThin2]

Frank Castle

Vaggie's vitriolic response didn't draw a verbal retort from Frank, but it did make him snarl right back at her, rather than just stare. His teeth bared, he continued to growl at her for a solid few seconds before moving on. The demon's presence certainly made him uneasy, to say the least. There was no telling whose side she was on, in truth. With how far-reaching the Shareholders were, she could well be a plant. Put bluntly, nothing his allies had done had given him any impression they would pick up on something like that. Most of them possessed that oh-so-familiar naive heroism. The naive heroism that let scum get the drop on you. Frank was of a mind to treat basically everyone like an enemy combatant, until proven otherwise. If he was wrong, he was a jerk. If he was right, they'd die before he did.

As others went to the truck, Frank rolled his eyes. "If you're going to disobey orders and investigate the truck anyways, at least open the boxes to see what we're moving," He muttered to those that could hear him. The boxes were at least a slight relief. It more than likely took people off the table as far as the product went, and Frank honestly wasn't certain he cared about the movement of narcotics and other contraband in Hell. It seemed the people here probably didn't deserve this place, but the demons so far had certainly done little to garner the vigilante's sympathy. No, Frank knew he didn't care. From what he had seen, Frank probably would have wanted to kill most of them anyways. That thought gave him pause. This place was rife with the people he hunted, and people like them. Apparently, there were even ways they could return to the land of the living. It made his acts seem... impermanent. Worst case scenario, hunting the streets of Hell for eternity didn't actually sound all that bad.

Behind him, Ellie and Thorne were going at it again. Frank's eyes narrowed at the older woman as things started to devolve into a proper confrontation. Ellie didn't want Frank to fight her battles for her, though. As long as it wasn't too out of control, he would remain uninvolved. If he caught Ellie's eye for even a second, though, the old man actually nodded slightly. Far be it from Frank to condemn occasionally using Ellie's fists to resolve her problems. Still, even as he dealt with the strip club, he kept a watchful eye, in case things got out of hand.

Pressed up against the wall, Frank overheard a couple voices through a broken window as Yang walked away. Despite his differences with Lazarus, feeling the man's scope on overwatch did put Frank at ease. He was confident that, if it came down to a firefight, the marine would not hesitate on the trigger, even if he disliked the old vigilante's penchant for violence, and violence did seem inevitable here. Frank just didn't see how a potential shareholders trap would be resolved peacefully. Slowly, carefully, he climbed up on the nearby scaffolding to try to peer inside at whoever was talking.

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[Necessity4Fun]

Mood: Thoughtful, Empathetic, Nervous
Tags:

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(GM)

Ciscodog

-Art Credits--
Chiaki Morisawa Fanart [スタろぐ④] by ますぎ, minimally tweaked

Fire Flames Texture by arundel
Golden Floral Pattern from PNGkit,
original artist PaperElement?

Divider Set #02 by NorasFed, edited by me​

Killua's little quip had been taken with confusion by the pyromancer, who seemed about to explain it better until the other had chuckled. Oh, it was a joke, oookay! Laughing nervously, Sage had stepped back out the kitchen waiting for the white-haired one to come too, relieved that he wouldn't have to stay back in there a third time.

"Oh, man! I wish it was that simple...", he had rubbed the back of his neck in awkwardness, following after the other.

Apparently, the boy was leading them all the way outside. Privacy was one thing, but the young man couldn't help but wonder if this wasn't a bit too much... Or maybe that was just because of everything he had been through at this point. Would he have been just as secretive and hesitant about it at the very start of everything? Considering that he had waited until things had gone badly to say anything...? Most likely, yes. Man, this self-awareness thing really put some things into perspective now, didn't it? Still, he definitely understood it, the apprehension, worry and shame of it all... It, really was like looking at a younger version of himself, ouuch.

Well, outside it was then. Even though they'd have to inevitably return into the casino to return the overalls to that ghost dude. At least the manager had been less disgruntling at the end there. Did that mean that he had done exceptionally good? Whatever it had been, it was nice! And put him to think over what to do with the money... Maybe Leo- OH, ICE-CREAM! ...Hopefully, they had some on Hell still? But hey, he owed Leo an ice-cream, kinda. This seemed like the best chance to repay it! Wow, he hadn't even planned that part at all~! Awesooome.

Both teens stood by the edge of the building, almost by the entrance of an alleyway. To be honest, the whole idea of standing in an alley in a place where terrible people were supposed to go was, a bad idea by itself already. But, at least it wasn't also dark to make it even more dangerous. It was odd really, how this place had no Sun or Moon and was allegedly underground somewhere and yet it was still bright enough to see. Might have something to do with the insane amounts of Magic that he had once felt all around them. Perhaps even that ominous not-Array in the red vile sky. Understandably, Killua had been nervous about it, the pyromancer looking at him with sympathetic melancholy. Or maybe the situation hit so close to home that it was empathetic by now...

With a deep breath to calm himself, --why was he getting just as apprehensive as the other?--, Sage took advantage of them being outside, where nothing could go too wrong, and had taken the armlet back out. In a swift single motion, the relic was resting in his hands, the characteristic surge of power and freedom washing over him as he let out a relieved sigh.
It helped, as if a final encouraging push to get the conversation started, as he finally looked at Killua with determined eyes graduating from the more normal cappuccino brown shade to the usual fiery orange.

"Well, I don't really have any questions as you're probably expecting me to, and neither and I very good at them...", he had admitted scratching briefly at his cheek and glancing away, "I just wanted to hear your side of story, that's all, really. You don't have to tell me anything that you're not comfortable sharing and we can make it an exchange to make it fair. You tell me what's up with you and I tell you what's up with me and such...", there had been a little smile, filled with hints of sadness as the Descendant had carefully put a hand against the other's shoulder, "Just remember that whatever you tell me, I understand and won't judge you for it. Heck, I'm one of the few that can really understand it. And... it won't change what I think about you, at all.", otherwise I'd be a huge hypocrite.

 

[Celestial Speck]

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Fuma's arrival with the group was something that Mimaki wasn't fully expecting, nor was he particularly fond of. Not because he didn't like the demoness, mind you. Fuma's presence put him emotionally at ease. But a part of him felt nervous. Extremely nervous. He knew Fuma knew her way around hell, and he knew exactly that she was among one of the more capable ones here. But it still didn't help but ease his worry. Fuma was innocent, naive, even in certain aspects of life. He worried about her safety- because, despite all the power she possessed, Fuma possessed something kind among her kind. A human heart and spirit. But regardless, he only stared at the old demon for a few moments, before sighing. Almost as if saying 'I can't stop you even if I wanted to, right?'

"I'm glad you're here, I really am." He replied, patting her in the head for a few moments. "...But please be careful. We're in our last 'one-ups' here." A little joke in a language she could understand. He didn't really play videogames and things like that a whole lot, but at least Fuma's presence made it so he understood a little more.

"Come on, Fuma, Kyou," Mimaki called out, the oni turned fire deity simply nodding. "We're heading downtown with the others."

With a kind and fiery nod, Kagutsuchi soon followed after Vaggie and the others, Mimaki walking besides Fuma. The trip didn't take long, although the look of the place was...Underwhelming. Both of them didn't exactly have any big expectations for a place called 'downtown' to look amazing and wondrous like the Axiom did, but the place had such an aura of normality and...Damp alleyways that it just made their face cringe a little bit. Whatever though, at least it isn't a screaming pile of flesh that's here. Or something.

Much to their surprise, however, Frank and a few others were here too-- seemingly leading a truck alongside a ghost girl and that problematic girl, Ellie. It took a few moments for the others to see it was Frank, though, and vice versa. Mostly thanks to Kyou and Mimaki's supernatural senses. But even those weren't able to stop Frank and Ellie from instantly causing trouble, the Punisher making himself look less and less appealing on Mimaki's eyes as he growled towards Vaggie like some sort of rabid dog. Kagutsuchi simply frowned, and Mimaki bit his tongue from making a cold remark for the marine, although he stopped himself. He could understand distrust, although it was clear Frank wasn't to blame. He didn't know her, after all.

"There is no need for such hostility, Frank-san. The same goes for you, Vaggie-san. At least not now." Kagutsuchi said, his voice heavy and neutral, clearly not wanting to take any sides. "We're all allies here until proven otherwise." In other words, quit showing your fangs.

...Something Ellie immediately seemed to ignore as she started to start a fight with Thorne, and Mimaki just sighed. "Quit it." He said bluntly to the both of them. Neither towards Ellie, or Thorne, even though the latter seemed more apologetic. It was both at once. He wasn't taking any sides. "I don't know what beef the two of you have, but now is not the time to start a fist-out. Control yourselves before you bring attention to us here with a fight." This annoying drama and lack of group cooperation are what caused things to go from bad to worse, at least from what he's seen. And Ellie quite literally almost made things worse, too. But unlike Frank, the Kitsune's stance was clear: Go have your conflict some other time.

Kagutsuchi could only stare at the scene and sigh before he locked eyes with Frank. The Fire Deity didn't say any words, his pressure and face being too neutral, and clearly too old for Frank to read anything from it. Maybe he was telling him to go fuck himself, maybe he was telling him to be careful, maybe he was telling him to keep an eye out. But regardless, the Deity eventually moved away, jumping high in the air without any sound, flames following after him almost like some sort of dancing aura in the sky, before he landed atop another building next to the strip club, before landing where Lazarus was.

"I am Kagutsuchi, I am Kyou," He introduced himself, giving the marine a grin and a genuine nod. "Allow me to help."

With that, Kagutsuchi once more used his Soul Sight, this time solely to see if he could sense any presence inside the strip club. It was something simple enough. It wouldn't tell their exact locations, but he would only be able to sense the general shape, color, and mild movement of their souls, but it should work to sense how many people were in there.

 

[thatguyinthestore]

Ruby would laugh a bit when Lilith made her way over to her. "Yeah!" She said in a bit of a nervous, happy tone. "Guess this whole adventure's full of surprises, huh?"

Despite Yang's words, though, Midna didn't budge. In fact, it almost sounded like she began to snore louder in response to her words. As Frank took a look inside of the building, he saw what looked like two Boos...

"YES, YES! RIGHT THERE WILL DO JUST FINE!" Spoke a tall, red, slender figure, who was dressed in a red suit. He held what looked like an old-fashioned radio in his hand, and even his voice made it sound like his vocal cords had been replaced by old-fashioned radio speakers. Needless to say, it was safe to assume that this was the Radio Demon. The Boos appeared to be holding some kind of cardboard boxes in their hands, ones which seemed to have some kind of glowing, light blue substance within them (which was something that Frank could even see from his vantage point).

They were carrying the boxes across the room and set them down where Alastor had directed them to. Kyou's soul site would see about the same thing, albeit in a much more blurry fashion. One tall, red figure, and four floating, white, round figures. Vaggie, on the other hand, had since lowered her spear, and was instead watching from the side silently.

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Charlie would nod slowly in response to Agent 3, though she was found it hard to find any words to say. Agent 3 was right - it really wasn't a good thing that she and everyone else here were so desensitized to the constant carnage that surrounded them. She rose a brow as Lealan spoke about the bodies being food - but she didn't think much on it. Instead, Charlie merely looked around at the buildings that surrounded them.

"So..." Charlie said as she looked at the group. "Which building should we try first?" She asked. There appeared the be a multitude of businesses, a radio tower, a news station, some construction sites, a few tall houses, and possibly a lot more interesting places just waiting around the corner. She turned to Supergirl once she'd offered to fly to a vantage point. "There's... nothing up there that would add onto what we see down here. Trust me."

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[Ellya]

Ellie
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For a few more seconds, Ellie continued to glare at Thorne right in front of her, then turned away again without saying a single word. Whether she had listened to Mimaki or not was unclear, but as soon as her eyes fell on him, her expression turned from anger to surprise. She looked around for a second, then asked "Where's the kid?"

Ellie stared at Mimaki for a while, then looked back at Frank, who was already fully working on infiltrating the strip club. He had definitely told her that Atreus was with this guy though, and now he was nowhere around to be seen. "Hey, fox guy, where's the kid?" She repeated, more urgency in her voice this time as she walked up to him. "Atreus. He was with you, right? Where the hell did he go?"

 

[Celestial Speck]

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Mimaki's brow raised up slightly at Ellie's question. He frankly had expected a biting remark, but not...This. Although, his face did show sudden surprise as well. As if he was confused. "I was walking with him for a bit, making sure he didn't go alone," Mimaki recalled from the beginning, biting his lip. "Asked him if he wanted to come with me, he denied, said he was gonna return to you guy's group, said you both were probably worried about him. I even saw him going back to the office you both were in." His tone wasn't accusatory, but there seemed to be some guilt on it. Did Atreus lie to him? Didn't he tell the kid not to go out alone? Mimaki's face turned into familiar worry as if he was a parent who lost sight of his friend's or acquaintance's kid. "I thought he was with you guys." And that was true, he didn't expect Atreus to go along with whatever he was doing.

Mimaki breathed out a low 'fuck me' under his breath. "I can look for him right now alongside Fuma," He spoke to Ellie, all that biting tone suddenly gone, and a face of genuine worry on his face. "She has abilities that allow her to find things that are or were lost. I can probably help to find him with my own powers as well." Soul Sight, Kitsune senses, like vision, hearing, scent. It all could work. "You have anything belonging to him? I could try something too. Track his scent."


Kagutsuchi hummed softly as he located all of the enemies inside. Four more spiritually inclined, much like that ghost girl, and one that was more physical. Four ghosts, one material being? It was frankly hard to tell with these demons if they were physical or not. They were dead after all, weren't they? Well, whatever. "There's five of them. Four more spiritually inclined- ghosts, I think, and one is stronger looking. Much more so. Might be our 'ticket out of here', as they say..."

Kagutsuchi looked over to the Strip Club's roof. Now, while he could do a dramatic entrance and burst through the wall, he knew that was a dumb idea. As such, looking over to that location, was there any sort of door or entrance that could lead them to the inside? A vent, a door, something of the sorts.

 

[BarrenThin2]

Frank Castle

Mimaki and Kyou's arrival heralded trouble for him. They were the most outwardly opposed to his actions, and that started just about right away. The old man didn't blink when Kyou and Mimaki non-verbally told him off. He didn't show any sign of being intimidated, because he wasn't intimidated. Oh, they could absolutely destroy him, no doubt. That wasn't the point. He would not back down from what he felt was right. Ever. If anything, Frank felt his blood boil and his fist clench. Was punching a god for being a self-righteous prick a bad idea? Probably. Was he still raring to do it? Most definitely. Before he could do anything rash, he glanced over his shoulder, and what he saw immediately pulled his mind back to the mission.

Frank immediately got low to the scaffolding. The radio in the demon's hand and the odd sound of his voice certainly made him a solid guess for their target. He had at least two of those ghosts with him, from what Frank could see. As for what was in those boxes, the glowing blue substance certainly didn't put him at ease. Making eye contact with Lazarus, he made a hand signal towards the window. Target inside. It was around then that Frank saw Ellie stomp over to Mimaki. It took the old man a few seconds to really understand what she was saying. He blinked in total, stunned silence. Panic settled into his chest. It was an icy sensation the middle of his torso that shot all the way up to the back of his throat. The feeling made him nauseous and unsteady, his hand having to reach out to steady himself against the wall of the strip club. Tunnel vision clouded his eyes as he frantically scanned the area around them for any sign of the boy.

A little boy was lost in Hell. A little boy that Frank had made his responsibility.

The old man scrambled down from the scaffolding, any thought of the mission pushed to the back of his mind. He stormed over, grabbing Mimaki by the collar. The kitsune was stronger and faster than him by so many leagues that the kitsune might as well have been grabbed by an ant, but the vigilante didn't care. "You just took his word for it? He's a child! I saw him with you! Where did he go!? If you can find him, stop talking about it and do it!" Frank's voice got progressively louder as he spoke. He didn't sound angry, so much as he sounded... well, afraid. That gnawing fear clouded his senses. It was a familiar fear, but Atreus wasn't just around the corner in grocery store, and he hadn't just wandered off with a grandparent or his mother. They were in Hell. He had wandered off in Hell. There was certainly a bit of anger mixed in there too, though. A part of him knew this wasn't Mimaki's fault, and that the kistune already felt remorse. The rest of him was too afraid of what could happen to care.


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[ConnorOfficials]

Lilith
Location: Abandoned strip club

Lilith laughs a little along with Ruby. "Yeah I couldn't agree more, come on we should get back to unpacking these crates." Lilith goes back to possessing the crate she did previously and places in inside the strip club before stopping the possession process to go get another one, but right when she was about to go get another crate she looked over to see the same tall figure Frank did. She immediately hid away before he could look in her detection.

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[Celestial Speck]

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Frank's sudden departure from the group made Kagutsuchi look over confusedly to the Punisher. Before God could ask what was wrong, he could already instantly feel the emotions from inside the man roaring out. It was massive, intoxicating, even. Hard to miss. And that emotion that came from Frank's dark and red soul was enough to make the God stay quiet in respectful silence. It was a father's rage. Something he couldn't blame Frank for at all. Despite knowing Frank wasn't Atreus father, he could understand what he was feeling. If someone like his own daughter got lost in hell, he'd feel the same things. Principally the same rage he felt towards Mimaki, even if it wasn't as big as his worry. And just from reading the situation, he immediately understood.

Kagutsuchi seemed about to take flight, and try and find this Atreus as soon as the situation was made clear. But a sudden powerful presence made him stop.

It was Mimaki. For a single moment, the Kitsune's gaze landed on the Fire God's. Kagutsuchi didn't need a single word. He could feel it coming from Mimaki, and Frank could too, being so close, and being able to see Mimaki's own cold-blue colored soul. He could feel the kitsune's emotions. Regret, silent hatred, albeit not at Frank, self-deprecation-- even though Mimaki's gaze was stone cold, it was clear he was trying his best to hold himself back from doing something harsh in that immediate moment. He held what he was feeling well, certainly better then he held it against Kratos when he attacked Fuma.

Mimaki took a deep breath, but the inside of his mind didn't stop thinking. Frank was right, he wasn't even able to lift Mimaki or move him from his spot, but the kitsune didn't fight it, as well. Instead, after that long breath, seemingly to calm himself down, he placed his hands on Frank's arms, and gently lowered them. He didn't forcefully do it, but he certainly didn't want him holding him, either. "I know," He spoke gently, biting his lip. "...I'll turn Hell upside down if I have to if it means finding him. I promise you I will."

Kagutsuchi crossed his arms and looked away, a frown on his face. He wanted to help, but it was clear Mimaki blamed himself, and either out of a sense of righteousness followed by guilt that made him want to be the one to look for Atreus, or because Kagutsuchi was extremely important and powerful, and could help everyone in case a battle broke out. They needed men. But there was something else there too. Maybe Frank could see it, maybe not. A sense of parental worry. Not as big as Frank's, and certainly not because he 'took after' Atreus too, but more because he understood this feeling, much like Kagutsuchi did. He looked after someone where he's from, too. And even though he is doing his best to come back to life, he still worries. Atreus disappearance made that worry towards his own 'child' come back full force.

Mimaki took another deep breath, this time differently. He looked at Frank, and he inhaled, remembering that Atreus physically touched Frank, as he smelled in Atreus' scent, before opening his eyes again, revealing his amber eyes becoming slit, more bestial, as he saw a scent trail. One familiar, principally since he talked to Atreus before.

Mimaki's body shifted and turned into a fox once more, as big as before. He was silent, but he gave both Frank and Ellie a look, and the intent was clear. He was waiting to see if they would follow or not. They could climb on his back too for a quick journey, and not have to run after a ridiculously fast fox that could move at light speed all over the city to reach Atreus. The choice was theirs, though, as Mimaki simply waiting, his eyes focused on the path leading to where Atreus was.

 

[Ellya]

Ellie
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Ellie immediately got on her knees and took off her backpack, starting to look through it for anything that Atreus could have given her. "Uh... Fucking... God damn it..." she muttered, not really seeming to find anything. She didn't even question Mimaki's methods at this point, or what he was planning to do, as long as Atreus was found. She'd already seen the kid hold more than his own in a fight, but he was still a kid.

When Frank stormed over, Ellie immediately noticed the very obvious change in his demeanor. She'd seen Frank pissed a few times before, but those times he'd always been calm in a way, very in control. What she saw on his face now was pretty much just panic. The way he grabbed Mimaki made Ellie's eyes widen, and she was just about to actually stop Frank from punching a dude for once, not the other way around, but he didn't seem to physically aggressive.

With her eyes on Frank for another few seconds, she shook her head slowly before looking back at Mimaki again. "I got nothing... Fuck, man! Why would he just lie like that?" She turned around and paced two lengths. "Just... Hop back on over to where he last was, he couldn't have gotten far, right?" Before she could even finish her sentence though, the man had already transformed. She watched in awe and silence as he hopped away.

Helplessly left behind, she turned to Frank and started pacing a little again. "Shit, man.. Fuck! Fucking shit! I thought you were gonna watch the kid, man! What, were you too busy executing people to notice that he fucking left?" She said in a harsh tone, but unable to make eye contact with him for more than a second or two as she continued to pace, her hand trembling.

 

[Ellya]

Atreus
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The trail behind Atreus was surprisingly easy to follow. It didn't stretch for very long either. He had wandered closer downtown than he even realized, and he could - thanks to Mimaki's fox form - pretty quickly be found. Mimaki would see the boy sitting in an alley, on his knees with his eyes closed and his bow resting in his hands on top of his lap, looking to be meditating.

"Maybe you did make a wrong choice... But I'm sure you'll end up in uh, heaven, eventually..." he muttered softly, his eyes staying closed. He seemed to either be talking to himself, or to some other unknown entity. As Mimaki entered the alley though, Atreus' eyes opened up and he slowly stood up, staring at the giant fox form.

"Oh... Uh... Hi" he said as placed his bow around his torso again, seeming completely unaware of the situation.

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Ljósta | Light A bright streak of blue light. Can be blinding from nearby. Emits a small concussive (stunning) explosion on impact.​

þruma | Thunder This arrow electrifies anything it hits, lightning may spread over to nearby enemies.​

 

[CutieBoop]

Fuma

Fuma, who knew some of these references he noted, would give Mimaki a cheesy response. "H-hey, if we weren't careful, that would be game over for you. And in some, a defeat would mean the incident goes on to make a bad impact on the world, or you'll never rescue the princess and get that kiss in a video game..." And she puffed her cheeks like a frog at that. That's a silly moment, but she shook her head. "Fuma isn't kidding around, though. Fuma is tense and ready like some of you... despite her not having the 'appropriate' emotional gestures to cue it. At the same time, this will get more information for us to process. It's many things to be open and aware about." More things meant more tension. Just be cautious how much it happens. She'll make the comfortable land to walk amongst the Kitsune, who is with the others through downtown. She makes note of the downtown while she's at it.

While aware of the tension after catching up with groups, she sighed. She wished to convey that tension wouldn't be that necessary, and that one wrong step would've made a huge cost. But how could she say that with less tensity, of all things? She will try, for the sake of the others who had been involved in their psychological reactions to what would be truths or half-lies. "Whatever the dark energy you are hiding, suppress it as if you're sealing a evil spirit. Now isn't the time for such energy to go wild." She shook her head. She's just trying her best, after all. Mimaki would be quick enough to find Atreus, so Fuma turned to face the group and try for something that's an attempt at reassurance. No lies, as memory of people amongst others did serve a purpose when she knew someone for a while. The calming demoness' smile held no lies, even if the reference meant something related to the neet demon.

"Fuma reassures you, even with clairvoyance or not, our groups shall be safe and reunited, and so will Atreus. Mimaki will come back as fast as he started; which is a matter of seconds in any short speedrun. Genuine and quick."

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Frank Castle

Mimaki’s response made Frank’s jaw tighten. His fist came up as he got ready to throw a punch, only to find he couldn’t follow through. When he looked into the Kitsune’s eyes, he didn’t see any of the righteous condemnation from before. No, all Frank could find was genuine remorse. Genuine guilt. The old man stood there, his tunnel vision subsiding after a few seconds. Finally, his cocked arm fell to his side. That sick feeling in his chest was still there. In truth, it was taking everything Frank had to not lose his cool. He hadn’t felt like this more than once in four decades, and it had taken everything to stay in his own head last time, too. This was no claymore strapped to the back of a carseat, granted, but he certainly wouldn't call it less stressful. Maybe less immediate. Maybe.

The old man studied the kitsune in silence. There was a change in his stance. One Frank recognized very quickly. The worry he was picking up wasn't just that of someone who had lost a comrade. It wasn't that far a cry from what Frank was experiencing himself. That fear only a parent could know. In that instant, the old man was sure Mimaki was Atreus's best shot at getting back to them alive.

Still, more out of surprise than anything, Frank stepped backwards when the Kitsune smelled him, his lip curling up in a sneer. It took him a second to gather what Mimaki was doing, but the transformation cleared things up pretty fast. It seemed Mimaki was waiting to see if they would join him. “No. You’ll be able to find him faster alone. Just bring him back safely... please.” The anger was replaced by an exhausted, sinking feeling as the adrenaline, as quick to go as it was to come, subsided. Dread firmly rooted itself at the forefront of his thoughts. He initially intended to focus up on the mission instead, but before he could get very far, Ellie took a jab at him. The old man stood there in silence for a few seconds, staring at the pavement, not turning to look at the girl. He was almost too drained for what she said to get him riled up. Key word there being almost.

His head turned to her, blue eyes narrowed in judgement. Neither of them was in a good state of mind for this. Both of them were panicking, anything they said now would be said in haste at best, or actively meant to hurt the other person at worst. This conversation needed to stop before one or both of them got very angry with the other. If something had happened to Atreus... He could feel his blood boiling. She wanted to point fingers? "Watch. Your. Tone. Girl." Frank's voice, deep and rough like gravel, was barely more than a growl. " Ellie... You are treading on some mighty thin ice here. I was watching him. He stepped out to avoid seeing that, and then I saw him with Mimaki. Maybe if you'd just shot that thing, or left, Atreus wouldn't be alone." Of course, what she said only upset him so much because, on some level, it was true. Frank had, as usual, placed his mission before others, and now Atreus was in danger for it.

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Lealan looks around weighing her options. "We should probably avoid the News Station, as that'll give us away, without question. And the Radio Station will undoubtedly be a trap. I could grab some gossip and supplies from a nearby Construction site. Other than that, we may find something else worthwhile further on. Raiding random houses and businesses doesn't seem worthwhile, but then, I'm not in charge here. What do the rest of you think?"
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[Celestial Speck]

Ellya



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Frank's response gathered only a small stare from the Kitsune in his fox form. There was only a nod before quickly, the beast ran forwards. Mimaki instantly jumped high and mighty in the air, his speed greater than before when he was in this form. He was quicker, but his movements were wilder, more urgent. Like he didn't care about landing on the right spot or being gentle in his lands. His movements almost, almost looked like what his form suggested- one of a wild animal, running away from a hungry hunter. But soon, his form was gone from the current group, as Mimaki Kunosuke sorrowfully ran through the roofs of hell.

Even though Mimaki was one of the fastest of the group, the pressing situation of Atreus' safety made the air feel like it weighted a down. He felt his lungs getting heavier, he panted as he ran, something he didn't do before, and he could fear blood rushing through his ears. Despite all the death in hell, despite all the noise, despite all the grime and crimes that happened every corner of the street, Mimaki didn't hear a single thing. It was an odd feeling. Something he didn't feel often, as someone who controls his emotions so well. But at that moment, all practice, all self-teaching, and all of the knowledge he had of what happened to him when he last lost control of himself went out the window. It was like a ringing sensation. Like there was a buzzing sound constantly on his ear. The edge of his vision welt blurry, and he could only see what was in front of him, and at some point...

He didn't even know where he was going. He just knew he was. Like his body was on autopilot.

One building was jumped over. Another. He didn't care if someone saw him down below. He didn't care if he brought attention to himself, his eyes were just focused on following this trail. But with each jump, that ringing sensation got louder and louder, and at some point...

The ringing became the soft chirping of birds in a lonesome summer rain.

It was an old memory. It almost came by like a flash. Into his mind, and soon out of it. The speed in which it came didn't mean he didn't remember what it was. No, just by that sound of those birds, just by the feeling his wet outfit and skin, and the soft trembling of something small and precious being held on his hands made him remember.

Spoiler: Old Memories

It was somewhere on the island of Shikoku. Eighteen years ago. He heard rumors of unique new Youkai activity in the area, followed by suspicious figures stalking around the area. The knowledge that a new undiscovered Youkai species was massive, and it came with its fair share of dangers, but not as many as someone possibly hunting it. The world didn't need more hatred between the supernatural and humans. Principally not somewhere so close to Kyoto, where Kyou so nervously tried to keep the peace. It was after the War against Space, only a mere two years. A youkai and human killing one another...It could disrupt that peace.

When he arrived on the island, the sight showed how late he was.

A bloodied home, hidden away by multiple seals and enchantments. Powerful stuff, but not powerful enough so someone like him couldn't see past it. And it wasn't powerful enough to stop those who came, too.

There was blood everywhere. It was intoxicating for Mimaki. The scene wasn't gory or horrible to look at, principally with what he saw over the years, but seeing two bodies, one male, and the other female, unceremoniously slumped against the floor, slash marks making their torsos look like someone splashed paint all over them followed with piercing wounds. The roof was busted, wet rain carrying away the blood as the wind carried away the grass. Two Youkai. Two Hokkaido wolves. A species that should be dead, and yet...Here they stood. Likely the last two bastions of that species died before him.

There was only silence from the kitsune before he heard a heartbeat.

Not from either of them, but from someone else.

Inside a small, hidden compartment behind the wall, hidden away by a makeshift seal to be activated the user's soul perished. It was a small door, an adult could never fit inside of it. Likely a location to hide away their valuables, but there was something more valuable there.

The small and cold body of the child trembled against his skin. His eyes weren't even open yet, and his body was still trapped in a small dog-like form. It was, by all means, a puppy, but Mimaki knew that it was something more. It was a memory. It was a wish from those two kindred spirits. A wild and fleeting hope, made in the last second, a hope that their infant would be safe. That they wouldn't be killed. That maybe, just maybe, the gods would smile upon them, and have mercy on him.

...He wasn't meant to take care of him for long. But...

Mimaki-sensei!

The voice ringed against his ears. The memory changed. It was a bright and sunny day somewhere in the woods. A young boy with dog ears and a tail with a wooden sword next to him smiled wildly towards him.

...You're leaving to find Kyou-sama, aren't you?

He shifted in his pocket for a moment, before showing Mimaki something. It was a small pendant, one of a moon. Clean and pristine, almost brand new. Did he...?

...Remember this old thing? I always see you carrying it around, and I was afraid it'd break...I wasn't great at making stuff, I'm sorry! But...I fixed it. Cleaned it up a bit. It's your lucky charm when you go out traveling, after all!

The kitsune took the small pendant and smiled. He spoke words he can't remember now.

Eh? Ah...I didn't mean to say you need something like luck, sensei, it's just...

As Hyoudou Kunosuke smiled, and his grey eyes stared at Mimaki's, the fact that he was dead weighted down on his mind instantly.

...Stay safe, will you? I have a lot to learn from you, after all, sensei!
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Maybe you made the wrong choice...

Before Mimaki could answer that he knew, his ears suddenly perked in realization, before he stopped moving. His body stopped moving, and his face moved towards the source. The scent was at its strongest, and where he was looking was the spot, he knew that. His eyes didn't lie, either. At the edge of the ground, in a lonely and dirty alleyway, stood Atreus all by himself. The Kitsune could only stare for a few moments before a long and winding sigh came from him. The ringing noise stopped, and his vision returned to normal, almost forcefully. The sigh and relief he felt were so great it almost felt like it was a burning sensation upon his chest. Like the last bits of some impure and ethereal weight was finally burned out of him, and it remains exited from his mouth and nose.

He jumped down, and although he didn't admit it, the emotional relief and exhaustion he was feeling almost made him fall flat on his face. His legs felt wobbly and pathetically weak, and he almost felt some sort of dizzy sensation take over him, almost as if the 'fumes' of that weight that burned away made his mind fucked up. The Kitsune only stared at Atreus, and the boy could see that where once was a proud and serious expression on his face, there was only relief, and...Exhaustion.

"Atreus," Mimaki mumbled, his bestial tone sounding more like a tired howl. "Frank and Ellie are worried sick about you. Please, let's go home."

He knew deep down that there was no home to return to. No bed or mother waiting for Atreus. Yet he said 'home' anyways, and instantly regretted it. The old fox's eyes met Atreus for a second, and for a moment, despite being the son of a god, he never looked so human. So vulnerable. He could still fight, but it looked like if Atreus pushed him over, he'd fall over and just breathe heavily for a bit. It was odd, he didn't feel tired physically, but his head felt like it was going to explode.

"Please."

 

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Akari "Paladin" Kishiri
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Akari gave a slight smirk at Sans' cheese pun. "Alright, then. One burger, well done, with cheese, and fries." He made a small additional note on his notepad, and with a slight bow, Akari made his way towards the kitchen to deliver Sans' order. He gently removed the note from his pad and placed it where the kitchen workers could see it and complete the order.

With that taken care of, Akari looked for someone else in need of having their order taken.

After several seconds of looking, Akari noticed someone flagging him down. The person appeared to be dressed in red and black and had what looked to be a sort of blast vest with the Japanese character for "fire" painted on it in red. They also had a lot of visible soot around their face, except for their goggles, which were kind of cracked. Approaching them, Akari readied his pen again and gave the usual greeting: "Hello, welcome to the Boo-Cino! May I take your order?"

The young man placed a gloved hand on the table and leaned forward a bit.

"I'll have the spaghetti. Garlic bread would be nice, too, if you've got it. And... if you're wondering, I... stepped on a land mine."​

Akari was understandably confused, but wrote the order in his note pad anyway. "Is that right? But, you're wearing--"

"Just... don't ask, okay? Just get me my spaghetti so I can stop feeling regretti. Thank you."
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"Yes... sir." Akari delivered the man's order without another word, then resumed his search for another customer.

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[Ciscodog]

Killua Zoldyck

Mood: Neutral
Nen: 95%
Stamina: 90%
Health: Average
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After hearing Sage's mini speech, Killua began.
"As you may or may not have heard, the Zoldyck family I was born into is a family of trained assassins. Though to be honest, I kinda hate being one. We were rich and had our own mansion, but you'd be surprised how off it was. There's this overall feeling of darkness and hatred in it. Little me didn't care though. I started training at around 4-ish and trained for several years. I mastered many arts such as my rhythm echo and several combat forms, whether that be using weapons, or fighting by hand."
"About a year ago I decided to leave the mansion to go on a journey of my own. My family didn't want me to. But I left anyway. After escaping, I took a very dangerous and hard test called the Hunter Exam. There I met my first friends, which I am lucky enough to get. Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio. Gon's the greatest and we even hang out a ton. The other two seem to have gone their separate ways though. Anyway, I was able to pass several phases, but I was betrayed by a family member in the last one, who was watching me the whole time. I didn't even know he was there. After failing, I was sent back to the mansion where I was... 'disciplined.'"
He seemed to shudder a bit after mentioning that.
"Gon and crew came by to pick me up later. I left and never returned. We've done several other things together, including training. Heck, he helped discover how to do... this!"
He extends his arms over to Sage, but purposely letting them have their distance from him. Suddenly, a bit of electricity could be seen flowing out through Killua's hands!
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"Pretty cool right? I grew immunity to electricity and poison from my family, so this doesn't hurt me a bit."
He dispersed the energy off his hands and lowered them. Killua continued with the speech.
"After going on a hunt for his dad, me and Gon have been just exploring the world and chilling. But then, I was knocked out. And I ended up, well, I guess you know the rest."
He exhales a bit and looks at the pyromancer again.
"Yeah, I left a ton of details out, but it's for the better. If there's anything you want to know, just ask me. But enough about me, it's time to hear what you need to tell me."

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[thatguyinthestore]

Kyou did, in fact, find a vent on the rooftop of the abandoned strip club. While the majority of the group focused their efforts on looking for the now lost Atreus, including Link, who had followed Mimaki into the alleyway with a surprising amount of speed for someone in a tunic. Of course, Link had followed from the ground, but he still followed nonetheless. Once they had reached the alleyway, the Hero of Twilight stood behind Mimaki, watching as Mimaki tried to lure Arteus back into the group. Link didn't do anything, instead remaining behind the kitsune while he waited to see what Atreus would do.

Back with the main group, though, things were about to turn south real fast. It started when Lilith picked up the box and began to take it into the strip club. Before now, the group had somehow evaded Alastor's attention. "Uhh... Lilith?" Ruby asked as she watched the ghost pick up the box. "I don't think we should--" But it was too late. Lilith had phased right through the wall of the strip club with the box in hand, and dropped it onto the floor. This caused Vaggie to step forward, her mouth slightly agape as she watched her pass through. And, despite Lilith's best efforts to the contrary...

She was spotted.

"OH! I WASN'T EXPECTING VISTORS FOR ANOTHER HOUR!" The Radio Demon exclaimed in his all too cheery voice as he looked right in Lilith's direction. Suddenly, he rose up a hand, and his eyes became filled with static. Alastor rose a hand slowly and maneuvered his fingers so that they slowly curled up into a fist. As he did so, Lilith would inexplicably be lifted from her hiding spot, right into the air. She would find herself unable to move as this happened. "AND HERE WAS ME THINKING THAT TODAY WOULD BE DRAB AND BORING!" He shouted through his static-filled voice, and with no effort at all, Alastor flung Lilith in the other direction. Despite being a ghost, Lilith would have found herself solid as any normal human in that moment, having crashed right through the wall, before bouncing off the hood of the truck behind her and landing right on top of Frank.

The resulting impact of Lilith's spine against the red hood of the semi had caused the truck to turn a bit on its side, which resulted in the boxes all falling out and onto the ground. Inexplicably, they didn't open. "OH, CAREFUL NOW!!" Alastor exclaimed as he lifted a finger and spun it in the air, which resulted in the boxes being lifted back up and snacked neatly inside of the abandoned club behind them. "THAT'S VERY EXPENSIVE EQUIPMENT, YOU KNOW!" Without another word, Alastor stepped forward, surrounded by a cloud of dust and smoke.

"NOW.... WHAT TO DO WITH YOU?"

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Tardif the Bounty Hunter

HP: 52/52
Stress: 0/100​

However, instead of being hostile or simple workmen they needed to knock out... it was some more members of the party, I wonder how many people they actually enlisted here into the group during their travel through the multiverse. And more, a few more, arrived as well... as I was left confused a bit... but seeing the others go into vantage points in order to inspect the building made me understood that this may be our target.... especially with a truck here full of crates as well... the same ones our teammates were riding in a few minutes ago.

Except.... I didn’t have enough time to think of where to go, when I heard some sort of Ghost.... thing speak about moving crates into the building, before what I believe possessing one of the mystery crates and going inside.... probably exposing and revealing our entire group.... and while unlikely, the Radio Demon would probably get very suspicious right now..... so I put away the axe onto my back once more, and went straight for the truck.... maybe I can find a way to persuade Alastor into thinking we are extra security hired by whoever sent this truck here.... and since only one person is doing the work right now.... they clearly need to make it look like we aren’t being lazy and having one person do it for us. Especially the fact that the ghost went inside the place.... until they were thrown out, with the Radio Demon coming out as well, figuring out what to do to us.

One..... axe drawn out and ready for slicing

Two.... prepare for combat, taking out my hook attached to the familiar rope I use....

Three..... look at the demon, waiting for their next move......... as I say out loud “It seems the luck of the dice wasn’t with us today......” as I continued my grip onto my one-handed axe, not really sure to start combat or not..... considering all those stories I heard of him..... it may be foolish, but we don’t have a choice here.

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Gretar​

Following Charlie’s group... their surrounding area was a sight most commonly seen in cities... ones that Gretar is not that all used to... except for the fact that a occasional body or two was on the sidewalk, which Gretar casually stepped over and ignoring it, used to the sight of murder here, especially considering the world he came from was basically war for most of his life until his recent years.

But was brought back into reality by Charlie questioning the group of where to go first.... to which Gretar began looking around for something to go into, before Gretar pointed at a random building and said “How about over there...?” as the building in question was none other than the News Station, wondering what kind of stories were hidden in there. But hearing Lealan’s words about their next action made him think a bit, and in a way, he agreed with what she said.... especially with those facts backing her up. Still, he tried to figure out what to do here.... most likely defaulting to the construction sight or News station here.

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Lilith
Location: Semi-truck

Despite Lilith's best efforts to stay out of sight the radio demon still noticed her and picked her up before throwing her through the wall and land right into Frank and the truck witch caused the crates to tumble. Alastor the walked out surrounded by smoke and felt like her heart drop, anyone would have noticed what happened at any given moment and all she could think was one thing. "Oh god what have I done!?"

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[BarrenThin2]

Frank Castle

Frank turned to face Ellie fully, his back now to the strip club. The more he talked, the angrier he got. The angrier he got, the closer he got to just flat out yelling at her. "And another thing, you spoiled bra-" A body hit Frank with enough force to send him sprawling, knocking the wind out of him and slamming his head into the concrete. He felt and heard the crack of several bones, but his inability to breathe slowed down his ability to process the sheer agony of it. What just happened? The old man slowly raised his head as he tried to force air into his lungs, craning his neck to look behind him. Lilith. Lilith is what hit him. Frank's head turned and saw the hole in the strip club's wall just as Alastor stepped through it. Had Lilith gone inside? "God... dammit, kid... What did you do?" He was barely able to speak, but he managed to climb to his feet. "Behind... me." Frank tried to take a step, but immediately fell to one knee, snarling in pain. In that instant, Frank briefly analyzed how badly hurt he was. At least Lilith was seemingly alright, being a ghost.

Lilith had been thrown with enough force to crash through a wall and nearly knock a semi on its side. If it weren't for those obstructions slowing her down, he would likely be very dead. As it stood, he had pretty much immediately been pushed to the brink. Blood streaked down the side of his head where he'd hit the turf, the head wound leaving his vision blurry and his ears ringing. It hurt to breathe. Broken ribs again, probably. The sharp pain that nearly took his break away yet again as he reached around his body for his weapon confirmed that. Several ribs were broken, to say nothing of the massive bruise that was likely forming in the middle of his chest. He felt blood in his lungs once more, making every breath feel like he was one step closer to drowning. Elsewhere, his left arm creaked and groaned in agony as he placed it under his rifle. It wasn't broken, no; it had been nearly crushed. The thing barely worked.

The skin on nearly half of his face had been badly scraped by the concrete, and some of the blood streaking down his face was getting in his right eye, making it difficult to see. As he tried to step forward, Frank felt his upper left thigh scream in protest. The impact had badly broken something there. He fought to stay on his feet, raising his rifle to his shoulder. With a snarl, he placed himself between the Radio Demon and the two girls. It took everything Frank had to fight through the pain. To say he looked like he was fighting unconsciousness would be an understatement; he was on the verge of dropping dead right there in the middle of the street. With how mangled most of him was, it was outwardly no small wonder that he was alive at all, let alone still standing.

All the anger he had felt a moment before didn't just vanish. No, it refocused on the Radio Demon in that instant. He was back in this. Adrenaline surged through his body, ever so slightly dulling the pain that wracked nearly every part of him. Still, he had enough clarity to not immediately open fire. Despite the Radio Demon's initial assault, they would likely need him, and firing at Alastor would probably just escalate things even further. For the moment, he just kept his weapon trained on the demon. Eventually, he managed to speak, though how he could in his state was anyone's guess. "Fuck... you. We need... out of... Hell. Willing to... Exchange... you piece of shit." Frank spat blood at the Radio Demon's feet. He felt his knee almost give out, but, with a growl, he managed to stay upright.

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