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Doctor Nope

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In Character
Affan's Airpods - "Who's ready for tomorrow?"
Location: A diner that serves as a rest area for local Sicaro Agents
Geo


Finally, Kansas. And what a shitshow of a plane journey it was.

During the plane's approach to the airport, a Nightgaunt had somehow found itself a long way from the Calamity Event it had spawned from, in an adjacent state. The flying-type demon had been sucked into one of the plane turbines and caused an emergency landing, and a particularly rough one at that.

Now he sat in the crowded diner, his suitcase already being delivered to the hotel designated by Sicario for temporary accommodation. Sure, he was excited to be here so he could finally meet them, but for now he was tired, resting his head and arms on the counter, passively listening in on the chatter of the Agents around him. They were a healthy mix of Paradigms, Summoners, and Mancers, with him obviously the only Wanderer. Not that anyone would realise. Some were also lower tier Agents, not only identifiable by their lack of Akuma-Keshin abilities but by their much heavier loadouts in order to compensate. Those were the rowdiest ones, and the most annoying. The less experienced of them were also the most likely to cockily start fights with other Agents, in his experience. Being a smaller person had attracted a fair number of confrontations from people trying to fuel their own egos with seemingly easy wins, but by now he'd figured out how to stop being noticed.

He was brought to attention by the glass placed in front of him, looking up to see the chocolate milk he'd ordered. He sat back in the stool and drank it slowly, taking this time to recollect himself. It wasn't the plane landing that had shaken his nerves, nor the Agents around him, but the anticipation. A mix of excitement, anxiety, and uncertainty as he noted how close he now was to meeting his friends. Not long now, he just had to finish up here and then make his way to the hotel where his squad would be rendezvousing in roughly 15 minutes.

He finished the drink and set the empty glass down, then pulling out the card-sized Sicaro-brand PDA. A small and sleek object that was pretty much a pane of glass with a display on it, the Bladed Wanderer sigil showing cleanly on the screen as it logged him in so he could transfer funds to the Diner staff, and then he was off and exiting the building. Might as well get some air in the meantime.









Nightgaunts are a semi-common demon type that were discovered as early as Day Zero. They are typically around 7 feet tall but lack the durability of other demon types, about as easily killable as a human. For this reason they take a stealthy approach to combat, swooping from the air to pluck victims off of the ground, and so ranged weaponry is recommended. In small numbers they pose little threat to a well-prepared Agent, but in a swarm they become truly deadly.

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In Character
Sierra's Wireless Earbuds - "Red"
Location: Walking alongside Downtown.
Nun


Tuning out the arguing amongst their fellow citizens by listening to tunes, they hummed along and walked down the now wrecked Downtown area of their hometown. People were in a mix of paranoia and anger. After all, who wouldn't be?

..Well, they weren't. In fact, they had bigger events weighing on their mind to focus on. It had been almost 9 years since they met a very peculiar agent and now they were given the chance to meet both Affan and Mihail in real life.

Glancing to the side, they caught their eye on a small girl who had seemingly been separated by their mother. The poor thing looked tattered and held onto a barely-strung together teddy bear. Their eyes sharpened for a second before thinking back.. How ironic is that? Approaching the child, the Sicario agent kneeled down with a soft smile and an eyepatch to conceal the abnormal sight. " Hey, are you lost? " They spoke carefully, as to not spook her by their voice. The little girl raised her head, clearly frightened-- but not the typical 'kid lost in a Walmart' scared.. No, this was a fear the agent had experienced themselves when the Calamity struck. Their smile faded. " I see.. Let's get you to one of the pubs, okay? I'll let the attendant know. " They didn't have to say any more, the child nodded shakily. " ..By the way, whose the friend you've got there? " Trying to lighten the mood. "..B..Beary.." She spoke up, voice raw and cracked.

" Beary you say? What a perfect name.. Take good care of him, okay? He'll protect you too, got it? " As they walked across the street, she gently led the girl in, making eye contact with the pub owner and nodding. Acknowledging the situation, he walked in to go comfort the girl.

They glanced down at their PDA, closing their eyes for a moment. This world was cruel.

" Let's go. " They turned and began to make their way toward the hotel destination.









Downtown Topeka is a enigma of an area, hosting antique buildings and abnormally placed office buildings scattered around. Part of the area looks like it's been frozen in the '80s, abandoned buildings that shed light on a different era as they lay there rotten and destroyed, never to be owned again, only their land lays in place for a new building to have its bulldozers take a hit at. Despite this, recently the Governor of Kansas has made attempts to bring Downtown back to its glory days, adding a concert venue / skating rink for the younger generations to go have something to do in both the summer and wintertime. Many of the buildings have been turned into refugee areas for any survivors and the pubs that usually only served adult beverages have now turned into food pantries for those who suffered great losses. Despite all the despair lurking, citizens are encouraged to walk the streets at night, as they are lit up by lights to bring hope. As little as it may seem, everyone gathers together and will routinely try to make sense of things by taking a deep breath of the bitter breezes and clear their minds.






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In Character
Mihail's Galaxy Buds - "Oh Darling"
Location: Sicaro Hotel.
Mikey


God that flight killed Mihail's legs. Having been stuffed in economy, purely because of his own choice, which he went on to regret as the long 12 hour flight ranged from the plane constantly shaking to the annoying children crying.. He could not get a single minute of shut eye. Not that it bothered him. He knew what to expect of it, however he never expected that the flight attendants would be such assholes.

For the duration of the flight he remained timid and calm, however the fact that he was soon going to meet with his friends crept along his brain. The thought ensued incredible amounts of anxiety, excitement and lastly the desire to push on.

Once the plane had landed Agent Mikey was seen catching a cab. Another unwise choice, which he knew the consequences of. Having had paid a large sum for the drive didn't bothered him. His unsated hunger was killing him. As if someone was stabbing daggers in out of his bowel.

He now ventured through into the designated Sicaro hotel.



Once he arrived to the hotel he booked himself in their designated team room. He quickly threw his briefcase and his backpack off onto the bed before he quickly ran down the stairs. He couldn't be asked to wait for the elevator as the speed that he was moving down was astonishing.

Upon arriving down to the restaurant he checked through their menu, selecting a dish with a side, which was just a desert of whatever kind they had. Once he obtained the food he desired he began to eat, without and bread or anything. Just the food, before moving onto the desert. Once done he simply stood up and served his plates back to them. He then pulled out his sicaro-PDA, only to pay before he slipped it right back into his pocket.

"Thank you for the food." He said, before he made his way up to the elevator, calling it and then hitting the 5th floor..

Once he returned to the hallway he saw several low-tier agents, sticking close to one another. He had gotten in a tussle once or twice with them. The 2 meter tall male walked through and past them. Obviously Mihail felt pretty unnerved, simply due to the fact that he knew he'd be spoken about. Which pulled at his nerves. And so it happened. He simply walked to the room designated to his team as he opened it and walked in..



What followed was him singing, unzipping and taking care of his clothes. For the period that they would be there he was simply slotting his clothes amongst the dressers and the drawers, simply taking care of them as he was singing to the music that was playing through his shuffled playlist..

With his earbuds on active noise cancelling he couldn't hear anything around him except his own beat and his rythm.. This prompted for a funny.. Would his gang find him vibing away at whatever he was listening or will they spook him?






















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In Character
Location: Sicario designated hotel.
Geo



It was time now, and so he entered the hotel lobby. He checked in, received his key, and retrieved his suitcase that had been delivered here. As this hotel was only for temporary accommodation, most of the Agents local to Kansas would not be staying here, only those passing through and their squadmates. What this meant was that he (or rather, Beatrice), could differentiate signatures more easily. He looked at the back of his hand, so she could discretely project text onto it.

Entity Summoner en route to the hotel momentarily. Ether Mancer on the 5th floor, next to your room.

That was probably them. He let out a shaky breath, taking note to control his slightly trembling leg, and checking the dark reflection of his phone screen, interrupted by the red text appearing on that screen.

Don't spend another half hour adjusting your hair.

He stood up and started pacing around the lobby, hands in pockets, unable to even decide on a song to listen to.

Any moment now.



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In Character
Location: Sicario designated hotel.
Nun



As the Agent approached the familiar-feeling hotel, despite having never been in it, they felt a light tap on their shoulder.

" . . . "

" Yes.. I am aware. They're here, right? " The silence following that question answered enough for them. It was finally time to meet the friends the agent used to call for hours on end, playing dumb games together with.. That was all over.. but it doesn't mean their relationships are.

Taking a small breath in, they approached the entrance and opened the front door. Noticing the small figure distracted by himself in front of them, it was almost an immediate knowing. THAT was Geo, there's no doubt about it.
Giving the shorter companion almost no time to react they leaped forward, wrapping their arms around the waist of him and nuzzling their head into his neck. " Suurprisee! " With long-felt enthusiasm in their voice, they giggled, taking him in. The aroma of pomegranate and fresh rain scent lingering on the taller figure, the jacket they had been so proud to have bought their senior year of high school decorating their torso.

The rush of anxiety they felt approaching the building was swept away, as if greeted by a familiar body, they no longer felt nervous. In fact, they felt relieved. The agent was more than aware that their dear friends hadn't died during combat, but being TOLD and then seeing are two very different feelings. The agent felt as if they had something to fight for properly, especially now that the dearest person to them was confined in their arms.



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In Character
Mihail's Galaxy Buds - "Inferno - 9mm Parabellum Bullet"
Location: Sicaro Hotel.
Mikey


The time has come.. He had done his clothes and slotted them correctly in their respectable places. He knew it was time to depart from his room and move down to the lobby. He quickly threw on a new shirt, but remained with the same jeans he had travelled with. What followed after was him putting on a more sporty jacket before he took his key and shut the lights off before he closed the door after himself, locking it. He now walked along and down to the elevator, listening to the current song on his playlist. That song was called Inferno by 9mm Parabellum Bullet. A real banger that one.

Anyway the elevator finally dinged.. And behold it front of Mihail's eyes.

His two friends, in a stalemate hug. He quickly began to charge forward, pushing one of the guys aside in the moment. His large steps almost shook the ground as he ran as fast as he could towards the two. And once he got near he clenched his cheeks. Sliding, almost skidding to a halt as he grasped them both with bent knees he lift them up. Joining the hug. His face was slightly red from the weight of the two fatasses, but also it was filled with tears and happiness. He was lividly crying out of happiness.

"We're finally here!" Yelling out, his voice filling up the entire lobby as he set the two down, however the hug persisted.























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In Character
Location: Sicario designated hotel.
Geo



Those two weren't the only ones doing a funny. Beatrice had apparently chosen not to alert him about the incoming collisions, and so when he turned around to check the noise of the lobby door opening he had almost already been grabbed by the leaping bestie. It hadn't sunk in immediately, so for a moment he was stiffened there like a deer caught in headlights, but once it did he leant in and clutched the back of their jacket, taking quick breaths.

Then came the heavier, easier to predict footsteps. Mihail had lifted the two of them up and yelled in Affan's ear. The sheer absurdity of the whole situation ended up forcing him to release his chuckle as they were set down.

"This is unrea-"

It's about time.

The red text now floated in the air for all three to see clearly.

He's been telling me about you people nonstop for A WEEK. Now that we're all here, please make small-talk about literally anything else in future?

He stepped back and coughed to clear his throat in an exaggerated manner.

"Right, uh. Let's head up, we can talk properly there," he turned to grab the handle of his suitcase, rubbing his sleeve on his face for a brief second while it was out of view.


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In Character
Mihail's Galaxy Buds - "Inferno - 9mm Parabellum Bullet"
Location: Sicaro Hotel.
Mikey


"He has? That's adorable!" The slav spoke in a hightened tone as he then leaned back, giving them space as the smile on his cleanly shaved baby face. He would then look down towards Affan, both brows raised as he had bitten his lower lip..

The tall slav then turned his head towards agent Nun. His eyes trailing her frame before he spoke.
"I dig the hair, Nunny." After the compliment he turned around, hands on his hips.

"To the elevator gang. We must make haste." He pointed forward to it.

To Mihail this meeting was pretty special, even if he didn't quite break his character or get revealed, much like how Affan got revealed, his hands were shaking and his heart was beating incredibly fast.

"Have you two eaten? If not we could swing by and grab something to eat while we converse and what not!" He turned around, walking backwards, facing the other two agents.
Finally he reached the elevator, hitting the button for it. He eyed towards the guy he had pushed aside earlier, smiling to them.

"Apologies for earlier, love. I just had to go and meet my man and my other man. Y'know how it is, yeah?"

"What the fuck is this bloke on 'bout?"

Said the side character as Mihail just crossed his arms. Deciding not to instigate anything further he sighed, waiting for that sweet elevator ding to come so him and his homies can just vanish..

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In Character
Location: Sicario designated hotel.
Nun



They felt at ease, all the anxieties dribbling away that were filling back up from the actual meeting of their best friends. Having went from being on the ground to Mihail's arms, they snorted, whapping his arm lightly. Then the red text chimed in, smiling widely, the summoner agent laughed- " Why am I not surprised you've been talking about us? You've got a knack for going on tangents when it comes to things you're excited for. " It warmed their heart..

" Ah, actually, I haven't- but honestly I'm not all that hungry, I just wanna talk with you two, really. " Responding to Mihail. It was a half lie- they were hungry but didn't have much of an appetite recently..

As the trio made their way toward the elevator, making small talk and what not- the rather rude fellow Sicario agent caught their attention, sharpening their gaze toward the stranger, the smile faded into a frown, exhaling sharply- it took all of their strength not to turn and deck the man. " He was simply apologizing, do you need to be such an asshole about it? Pull the stick out of your ass before I-- " Feeling another tap on their shoulder, they inhaled before tapping their boot against the floor of the hotel.

Calm down.. Breathe.. In... Hold.. Out...

Exhaling slowly, they just avoided looking at the rude agent any longer and actively ignoring them as well.

Dickwads.. They were sure to run into a lot of those. Which was, arguably, more irritating than dealing with monsters.

As the elevator opened, they made haste to drag their friends in and tap the button to the designated floor repeatedly. The last thing they wanted to deal with was some 'bloke' ruining the mood entirely. It was hard enough finding joy recently beyond their silly Discord chats. As the elevator doors closed and began its ascent, Sierra glanced back at the two. " One thing I'll mention about this shithole is, at least we have cool lights to look at during nighttime on the streets.. If you can see past the rubble and destruction around it? And we have a somewhat intact ice skating rink.. "



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In Character
Location: Elevator > Affan's room.
Geo


"Mm. I could go for some food too,"

Wanderer, you have not exceeded your recommended calorie intake for today-

"You just want me to get another pizza for you," he crossed his arms.

Perhaps.

As Beatrice did rely partially on Affan's senses to perceive the world, the taste of the food he ate did matter to her.

"Whatever, we can get room service or something."

He listened to Sierra talk about the things to see locally, nodding. The ice skating did pique his interest greatly, pondering it as they entered his room. "Should be fun to check out later while we're still in this area." He rolled his suitcase to one side of the room.

"Speaking of which. Text, which way are we heading?"

The destination is North-West of here.



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In Character
Mihail's Galaxy Buds - "Inferno - 9mm Parabellum Bullet"
Location: Sicaro Hotel.
Mikey


Mihail slipped and relaxed into the elevator. His eyes tracing at his buddies before stepping out of the elevator only to pause..

"R-Room service? Are you mental? That shit is fucking expensive!" He spoke after they finished up their chatter..

Mihail knew that it was no bueno to get something like that. Like it felt like a waste to him. While he was still trying to obtain the cash for the car Affy out here wasting cash for shit like that..?

"Absolutely not." He crossed his arms, pausing. "Pizza is a good option. I wanted to try the pizza here. Is it really oily or whatever, Nunny?"

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In Character
Location: Sicario designated hotel.
Nun



They blinked.. Pizza? They had to think, but really, they weren't a big fan of pizza. Some places were too dry with the sauce, others with enough oil at the bottom of the pizza box to make a sauce itself with.

" ..Room service sounds ideal, honestly. " They scratched their cheek.. " The pizza here is mid. Actually worse than mid, it's okay. It's.. gross. " Glancing over at Mihail, and then at Affan. " I'll pay. I have enough money left over after buying my supplies. My treat, you guys order what you want. Consider it my welcome to my horrid state. "



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In Character
Location: Affan's room.
Geo


No Pizza? Disastrous.

"I do still have a little left over, but I'm guessing you're going to insist on this," he jumped backwards to land sitting on his bed, taking his shoes off.

Still, what to order? He hadn't actually ordered room service before. He reached over to grab one of the leaflet things on the bedside table, reading through the service menu. His eyes were immediately drawn to one of the options.

Please. Don't get any more noodles. I'm sick of them.

"Hmm~" he hummed quietly, a slight tone of deviousness present once Beatrice had 'voiced' her concern.

"What are you guys going for? I'm not really used to hotel food at all. Any words of caution?"



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In Character
Location: Sicario designated hotel room.
Nun



Thinking, Sierra wasn't entirely sure how to answer his question.. glancing at the menu themselves, they were trying to find an option that'd be suitable. " I've never really been to a hotel except once recently by myself with my friend and we ate pizza.. and like these candied apples... Of course, prior to the shit-show. "

..Man, that hurt their head thinking about. That they'll never get those types of memories with that person again. Shrugging, they looked to Mihail for advice. " Beatrice doesn't want noodles, and the pizza's probably disgusting, sooo.. do you have an idea? "


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In Character
Mihail's Galaxy Buds - "Inferno - 9mm Parabellum Bullet"
Location: Sicaro Hotel.
Mikey


The tall headass of an agent stepped inside of his buddy's room. His eyes tracing across and around the room only to have his large body slumped onto the couch. Once he sat down his right knee released a light crackle and so did his spine. Nothing out of the ordinary really, he didn't even react to it in any way. Maybe it wasn't pain, but just build-up in the joints?

He turned his head from Nunny to Geo before moving back to Nun.. He remained silent during their expo before being asked to be the tie breaker.
This however proved to be incredibly hard as he had other plans in mind. He reached down to the couch, gripping it and then pushing off. He stood up now as he smiled..

"I suggest we do neither of those things and we go out to the closest store for some eggs, an onion and some weiners! How does that sound? We could even grab some cheese to top it off, yeah? If you guys don't like that idea we can simply order some gyros or some kebab."

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In Character
Location: Affan's room.
Geo


He set the leaflet down and laid backwards, staring at the ceiling while he thought.

"Hm. Home cooking's not a bad idea. Kebab sounds good too..."

For a moment his irises glowed red, followed by a split-second snicker from him.

"Yeah, no, don't worry about that," he said in a bit of a more quieter tone, before sitting back up. "Alrighty. Sierra, how are the grocery stores around here? Still intact?"



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In Character
Location: Sicario designated hotel room.
Nun



" Kebabs would sound good.. Uhh, but as for stores, no... A lot of them got dismantled by people, there are a few soup kitchens open though. " Glancing toward the window. " We can go down and get some vegetable soup and bread from them. They give out free meals to anyone who is Sicario, sign of gratitude for us risking our lives, I suppose. " They shrugged.


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In Character
Location: Affan's room -> Outside.
Geo


"Hey, free soup?"

Free is good. I did locate multiple such soup kitchens on the way here already.

He sat up, then hopped off the bed. "Well, I'm set on that now! Anything that doesn't drain our funds is always the way to go."

With that he briskly started to leave the room again.



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In Character
Location: Sicario designated hotel room, toward the lobby.
Nun



" Aaand off we go! Free food, yeahh. " Seeing as Geo led the expedition toward the soup kitchen, Nun followed suit. " Although, I can't promise it'll be any good.. A shame you couldn't try chili and cinnamon rolls. " A small snort came from the taller agent as they wrapped an arm around their close friend. " I can't believe that what it took to meet up was a crazy demon-filled catastrophe, but good a reason as any, I suppose. Although personallly? I'd skip the losing the eye bit that really sucked. " Making small talk, Nun pressed the button on the elevator as she let go and walked in.

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In Character
Location: Elevator -> Lobby.
Geo


As they walked, he successfully resisted the instinct to stiffen up once Sierra's arm wrapped around him again. Casual contact wasn't something he was particularly used to, almost foreign to him in this kind of context. But with them, he didn't mind. Though once they mentioned losing an eye, it sent a chill through him. He knew it'd happened of course, but thinking about it would never get any easier for him.

"...Man. You guys in general have had a really shitty time so far. It's a bit unfair, actually. Wanderers have been having an easy time throughout all this..."

What he said somewhat lined up with the public opinion of Bladed Wanderers which was...mixed, to say the least. Zero Wanderer deaths reported ever since DAY-00, and it'd been calculated since then that the mere presence of a Wanderer in a Calamity Event could reduce overall casualties by more than 60%. The negative feelings towards Wanderers that some harboured were a result of a mix of jealousy, spite, and overall bitterness from the losses people sustained during their own Calamities. Not to mention how uncomfortable it made people with how much a Wanderer could detect about other people. As a result, Wanderers were secretive about their Category status. They were the only ones that could sense another person's exact category, after all.

The elevator dinged, and the doors opened. Walking out to the lobby and towards the hotel exit, he continued the small talk.

"I'm thinking after we finish our soup, we head over to ice skating. We won't be staying here long after all, and I don't want to pass up the chance here."



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In Character
Mihail's Galaxy Buds - "Inferno - 9mm Parabellum Bullet"
Location: Lobby.
Mikey


Agent Mikey remained silent as the two passed convos left and right. He tagged along. The idea of free food was very off-putting to him. Of course as Nun said previously, it wasn't going to be good, but it felt like a trick. His slavic insticts kicked in, thicking it was going to be poisonous or something along those lines. It didn't stop him from experiencing something new. Plus it'd be the first time he has had anything from there..

"Is it alright if we also stop by a corner store to grab something to drink? I've been aching to try Mountain Dew."
He asked before rebutting..
"I also believe the ice rink will be crazy fun. But I think we shouldn't dilly dally for too long due to how things are. People might just accuse us of slacking."
Now that they were outside of the hotel Mikey looked around before speaking.

"Another thing. What if other agents decide to be funny and attack us?" That was on his mind ever since the elevator scene. He just had a feeling that someone wasn't going to be happy. But in the end he didn't know.

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Location: Outside of the Sicario designated hotel.
Nun


As the trio made their way back outside, Nun was again greeted by the ruined buildings of their hometown.. Jeez, the fact there was a functioning society still was amazing to see. They then glanced over and paused. Ice skating, huh? It would be fun.. Hopefully. The Summoner smiled and begun their walk toward the soup kitchen. " It's best to go during night, maybe we all should head over there after the sun sets, hm? Or.. do you think you two are too jetlagged from those flights? "

Chiming into Mikey's comment, pausing their thoughts temporarily; " Mountain Dew tastes like pure sugar and will kill your little Bulgarian body. "

They didn't really know what jetlag was seeing as they hadn't been on a plane before but they assumed it wrecked you with tiredness when your sleep schedule was thrown off by something.. Though, ice skating with Geo and Mikey sounded pretty damn enticing..

They'd inevitably leave it up to them.

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Location: Lobby -> Soup Kitchen.
Geo


"Conflicts between agents isn't unheard of, but it's pretty rare. I'm usually small enough to avoid drawing attention, but for the few times that I did, I can usually spook people off by flashing my eye glow," he explained. A wanderer's double eye glow would instantly reveal their category to someone, which would also tell any would-be assailant that the wanderer already knew every physical detail about them, and ruin any hopes of a surprise attack.

The only time it hadn't worked for him was against...that other Wanderer. The one with the green glow and text, encountered during Oxford's Calamity, the second one he'd participated in after London's Calamity had ended. Their scuffle was brief, and was interrupted by stray explosives which forced them to separate and lose focus on each other.

"Jetlag could be an issue, but if we go as soon as night falls then we should be fine. Mihail might be worse off than me, though."

To put it simply, his body clock was still synced to the UK timezone, experiencing tiredness 6 hours early compared to the time of day here. It was honestly a real concern, but his mind was pretty set on the activity now. It wasn't like he hadn't had to spend an all-nighter locked in combat before, at this point. The cold would do well to keep him awake too, otherwise the warmth of his companion would soon be...

...well, that wouldn't be an issue soon.


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When his turn in line came, he displayed his PDA in ID form, prompting a subtle shift in the worker's expression, but otherwise nothing of incident happened besides him acquiring his tray of food. He sat down at a nearby table and awaited the others.

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In Character
Mihail's Galaxy Buds - "Inferno - 9mm Parabellum Bullet"
Location: SOUP KITCHEN.
Mikey


Now that they arrived at the joint Mihail collected what Affan had. Practically not giving a damn about it, since he expected it to be somewhat alright despite it.
He crossed his legs, raising his right one over the left he now rest his head onto his hand. Elbow was also set on the table as he spoke.
"I managed to catch some shuteye on the plane until my ear drums went crazy, but I think I'll be fine for the most part."
He smiled before turning to the stando-tsukai

"I'll have you know I've tasted chocolate so sweet you could get diabeties just from a bite. I can handle a can of sugar just fine."


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Location: Soup.
Nun




Nun now entered the soup kitchen, as they took in the scene they noticed a few other Sicario agents eating and chatting with each other but other than that it was pretty basic. The kitchen was the old women's YMCA building turned into a place for people to sleep and get fed since the homeless shelters around town had been destroyed and reduced to rubble. As they walked up toward one of the people checking the IDs of the agents, they gave a cheery grin as they recognized Nun.

'I see you're back, with friends this time.' The male chirped, writing down her name on the ID list to make sure nobody came and got seconds during the designated breakfast/lunch/dinner time periods.

" Yeah, these are the guys from Europe-- " As they were beginning to explain, another resident Sicario agent chimed in, laughing cockily. 'Oh what does it matter? They haven't dealt with OUR events. They're probably gonna die in America anyway. Better off fighting in their dumb countries.' Reducing Nun to an eye-twitch and glare at the proud patriotic agent. " I'd like to see you fight all those monsters alone. " They had gotten fed up by the idiotic Sicario agents making their comments- as they walked forward and shoved at the agent who was now stumbling backward.

Nun was about to throw a punch when their hand was suddenly gripped by a slender but extremely tall black-haired lady's claw-like hand. The other arm of the lady wrapped around her face, raising the eyepatch off just enough to show the gnarly nature of her pact. Of course they now struggled to pull away but the entity gripped and spoke, silencing the attempts. The voice that came from the entity's mouth was a bunch of feminine voices garbled together, sounding awfully demonic. " Be smarter. You'll do no good making enemies of your comrades. "

Dropping their arm down, the entity vanished as Nun scrambled to cover up the wound and grabbed a bowl, turning and walking out with a huff in their voice- clearly embarrassed and frustrated.


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