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Assassin, Sasaki Kojirō
status: In japan, Mistakes were made, (meh)
condition: normal​

More idle chatter ensues as the group makes their way to this " Rhode's Islands pharmaceuticals". The first of those things to note was Yoriichi's explanation of demons. From the ravenous craving for blood to the inherent weakness to sunlight, the same kind of markings of a dead apostle, otherwise known as a vampire. But as stated before, Sasaki Kojirō is not a man who knows much of such things at the very least knows that bit about them. Yoriichi's statements would have been shared by a few select people back in his own world. But lets us keep those things out of mind for a more reasonable time. The subject was clearly in relation to his current outlook on himself.

There was also the bits that were obtained from Shaw and her rapid-fire speaking patterns. Something about Oripathy, a disease that slowly kills the infected and grants those with some form of abilities. Would he assume that Shaw and Sam have something comparable to it? looks to be the case.

They eventually arrive at the massive fortified building, before ending up at the lab of one "Slince". Certainly a bit on the nose for a name, but who is he to judge. outside of the expected recounting of recent events, there was also mention of the missing corpses from those deformed creatures. A fact that apeared to have gotten the demon slayer's attention, before offering something of his own, a supposed breathing technique from what he could tell. Granted, it may not be a impossible as his own sword technique, but if they have anything comparable to healing mage craft in this facility, possibly those "Originium healing arts"?

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That ghost Shaw had seen now had its sleek eyes on Ben. ""̴̖̗̬̜̤̱̼͋͜B̷̨̨̛͍̪̟̟̻͕̰͔̺͇͚̖͗͒̋͒͜ ̵̯̬̫̆̍̂̊N̸̤̫͈̹̰̩̥͍̖̏̃̈̾̇̿͊̔͘͝,̷̡̮͈̹̣̜̘̲̍͋͒̊͊̓ ̸̛͎̥͕͔̮̻͍͓̩̍͒̀͂̿̊̓̃ͅͅD̴͙͖̦̘͇̹͈̽̓̇̒͐͂͆̉̚͜ͅͅA̵̧̖̜͚̤͍̹̫̘͐̊̑̌͌̚͜R̸̳͓͙̞͉̘͖̖̳̝͌͊̅̿̈́̾̓̔̕͠.̵̡̨̤̜̰̩͈̳̬͙̺̝̎̄̓̑̄.̷̻̲̥̤͕̪̜̹͙̱̑̅͂̏̉́͑̅̿̓̕ͅ.̴͚͓́N̶̲̩͐̀͗͜ͅG̴̢͎̼̝̹̝͉̬͓͙̝̞̰̦͌͌ͅ.̷͚͈͎̙̜̺̭̥͓̓̄̈́ͅ.̶̢̡̹̰̦̥̻̗͇̳͇̖͒̄̏̕ͅ.̸̢̛̛̲͒̉̈́̌̚W̷̃ͅE̷̢̳̱̰̻̞̘̩̺͉͈͙̜̤͌̎̈́͗́̔́͒̚̕ͅ ̵̛̞̿̏͂͋̄͐̕͝M̷̧̤̪͖̿̈͐̇̄̋̇̌̈͋̚͠ ̸̛͍͓̂̐͋̈́̈͊͑̀̄́̐̀̄́T̴͚̫͔̰̜͎̠̭͎͚͇̀̽̆̅͝ͅͅ ̷̨̢̖̖̘͖̙̥́̓̏ͅÒ̷̧̡̳͙̗̭̘̎̏̈́̌͝N̸͚͇̮͆ ̷͕̹͕̳̣̓͑̎͂̋̄͑͛̽̅͆́͂͝P̵̢̛̫̝̀̅͋̑̐̀̓͂̄̇Ä̵̮̰́̀̊́́̆̄̒̇̒̈́͂̂̚͝.̷̢̮̮̣̙̓̀.̵̲̬͇̪̝͇̜͔̫̭̯̥̞̲͉̈͐̊̌͗̂̎̒̚.̶͎͍̪̣͓̺͈͎͕͍̩̉̑̀̂͋̅ͅÖ̶̡̱͍͚̬͎̝̣̊̀̊̌͐R̷̛͍̦̮͉͚̰̖̮̣̗͙̰͆̿̋͗̽̀͛͗̆̎͜͝ͅͅA̴̜̤̹̜̻̽͗̄̏͛̈́̈́̀̋̈́̓̕̚̕͝.̴̡̗͍̻̬̘̺͙͚͇̰̰̮̣͔̐̀ ̷̡̡̛̳̭͖̏̓́͑͛̈́̈̇͗̋͘P̵̣̦̲̭̣̞̞͔̦͒̓̃̕L̵̡̬̠̬̍̇̇͋͒͐̕͜E̵͉͙͍͙̗̥̬̱̭̪͖͚̖͒̓͛̌̂̂̓̒̉̋͘E̵̩̣̺̣̻̜̮̪̲̺̤͇̺͑̐̀̈̏̇ͅS̴̻̻̰̒̊̾́͑̒͊͆̿̓̍̊̉͑́ ̴̡̧̢̖̖̤̝͖̠͗̇ͅR̷͍̄̊̎͂̈́̋̾͋́́̌̈͝.̴̛͙͔̘͇̯̺̒̄̃̎͌̄̆̊̌͒͘ͅ.̶̧̢̹̯̗̘͉͓͇̏̀̂̅͜.̵̢̛͔̺̰͇̲̙̞͕͖̆̽̄͜Ĕ̵͖͔͉̫͙̬̦͒͛̿̀͋͐͝M̴̡̧̙̫͓̖̪̣̬̲͙̘̄͆̈̋̉̕B̶̜̣̓̓̈́̓͛̔̇̊Ȩ̷͍̼̬̻͕͖̺̚R̵̘̗̱̈́.̷̨̢̡̖̥͇̠̩̙̤͍͈̑̿͜ ̸̢̢̡̥̼̠̘̼̻̼̲͈̐̈́̋͊̈́̎̓͑S̵̯̘̙̆̌͗A̵͍̲̭̠͎͙̓̓̈̑̓͑̚ ̷͓̞̩̼̱̞̳̖̩͈͙̻͓̝̒͐̈́̇̏̈́̋̃͗͘͝E̸͇͇̟̪̯̠̳͉̮̩̼̾̿̈́̾̈̌̏̏̍
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Then there was the wrath, spewing something as incomprehensible as the brutal roar of Berserker. Ben...darling...pandora... remember...safe? It was like listening to static. All that she would get at this point was a glare to the side by Sasaki, before turning back to the rest of the group.

"I would say the same, if Yoriichi's breathing technique can be used to keep the aliment from spreading then I don't see any objections." He said "although, if this illness can be cured with some form of mage craft or healing arts as Sam has mentioned, it would be ideal."

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  • Nebula
    The ghost didn't escape Neb's view either, with it's loud screech


    ""̴̖̗̬̜̤̱̼͋͜B̷̨̨̛͍̪̟̟̻͕̰͔̺͇͚̖͗͒̋͒͜ ̵̯̬̫̆̍̂̊N̸̤̫͈̹̰̩̥͍̖̏̃̈̾̇̿͊̔͘͝,̷̡̮͈̹̣̜̘̲̍͋͒̊͊̓ ̸̛͎̥͕͔̮̻͍͓̩̍͒̀͂̿̊̓̃ͅͅD̴͙͖̦̘͇̹͈̽̓̇̒͐͂͆̉̚͜ͅͅA̵̧̖̜͚̤͍̹̫̘͐̊̑̌͌̚͜R̸̳͓͙̞͉̘͖̖̳̝͌͊̅̿̈́̾̓̔̕͠.̵̡̨̤̜̰̩͈̳̬͙̺̝̎̄̓̑̄.̷̻̲̥̤͕̪̜̹͙̱̑̅͂̏̉́͑̅̿̓̕ͅ.̴͚͓́N̶̲̩͐̀͗͜ͅG̴̢͎̼̝̹̝͉̬͓͙̝̞̰̦͌͌ͅ.̷͚͈͎̙̜̺̭̥͓̓̄̈́ͅ.̶̢̡̹̰̦̥̻̗͇̳͇̖͒̄̏̕ͅ.̸̢̛̛̲͒̉̈́̌̚W̷̃ͅE̷̢̳̱̰̻̞̘̩̺͉͈͙̜̤͌̎̈́͗́̔́͒̚̕ͅ ̵̛̞̿̏͂͋̄͐̕͝M̷̧̤̪͖̿̈͐̇̄̋̇̌̈͋̚͠ ̸̛͍͓̂̐͋̈́̈͊͑̀̄́̐̀̄́T̴͚̫͔̰̜͎̠̭͎͚͇̀̽̆̅͝ͅͅ ̷̨̢̖̖̘͖̙̥́̓̏ͅÒ̷̧̡̳͙̗̭̘̎̏̈́̌͝N̸͚͇̮͆ ̷͕̹͕̳̣̓͑̎͂̋̄͑͛̽̅͆́͂͝P̵̢̛̫̝̀̅͋̑̐̀̓͂̄̇Ä̵̮̰́̀̊́́̆̄̒̇̒̈́͂̂̚͝.̷̢̮̮̣̙̓̀.̵̲̬͇̪̝͇̜͔̫̭̯̥̞̲͉̈͐̊̌͗̂̎̒̚.̶͎͍̪̣͓̺͈͎͕͍̩̉̑̀̂͋̅ͅÖ̶̡̱͍͚̬͎̝̣̊̀̊̌͐R̷̛͍̦̮͉͚̰̖̮̣̗͙̰͆̿̋͗̽̀͛͗̆̎͜͝ͅͅA̴̜̤̹̜̻̽͗̄̏͛̈́̈́̀̋̈́̓̕̚̕͝.̴̡̗͍̻̬̘̺͙͚͇̰̰̮̣͔̐̀ ̷̡̡̛̳̭͖̏̓́͑͛̈́̈̇͗̋͘P̵̣̦̲̭̣̞̞͔̦͒̓̃̕L̵̡̬̠̬̍̇̇͋͒͐̕͜E̵͉͙͍͙̗̥̬̱̭̪͖͚̖͒̓͛̌̂̂̓̒̉̋͘E̵̩̣̺̣̻̜̮̪̲̺̤͇̺͑̐̀̈̏̇ͅS̴̻̻̰̒̊̾́͑̒͊͆̿̓̍̊̉͑́ ̴̡̧̢̖̖̤̝͖̠͗̇ͅR̷͍̄̊̎͂̈́̋̾͋́́̌̈͝.̴̛͙͔̘͇̯̺̒̄̃̎͌̄̆̊̌͒͘ͅ.̶̧̢̹̯̗̘͉͓͇̏̀̂̅͜.̵̢̛͔̺̰͇̲̙̞͕͖̆̽̄͜Ĕ̵͖͔͉̫͙̬̦͒͛̿̀͋͐͝M̴̡̧̙̫͓̖̪̣̬̲͙̘̄͆̈̋̉̕B̶̜̣̓̓̈́̓͛̔̇̊Ȩ̷͍̼̬̻͕͖̺̚R̵̘̗̱̈́.̷̨̢̡̖̥͇̠̩̙̤͍͈̑̿͜ ̸̢̢̡̥̼̠̘̼̻̼̲͈̐̈́̋͊̈́̎̓͑S̵̯̘̙̆̌͗A̵͍̲̭̠͎͙̓̓̈̑̓͑̚ ̷͓̞̩̼̱̞̳̖̩͈͙̻͓̝̒͐̈́̇̏̈́̋̃͗͘͝E̸͇͇̟̪̯̠̳͉̮̩̼̾̿̈́̾̈̌̏̏̍


    Oh snap. This isn't Neb's first time dealing with a ghost, but it certainly spooked him. Not only did he basically eject the plushie he intended to give Shaw, he also somehow ejected a couple other things... Among them are a pool floatie, a potted plant, and a pinata that looks almost like him, all of them landing perfectly on the ground (With the plushie landing right next to Shaw)

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    "Aah!!!... I WAS SORTING MY STUFF!!!..."    ​

 
I'm just gonna post for Tokyo in order to get myself out of this informal hiatus of mine. If you need a response, do inform me! And YES! THIS DOES MEAN I'M COMING OUT OF THIS HIATUS I APOLOGIZE FOR THE LONG WAIT


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    Eric just gives Princess Iced Cream Sparkles a halfhearted side glance. "Yeah, I know, I know..." he mumbles.

    "She's... got a point, kid... doesn' help tha' yerrr' built like a... hic stick."

    "I know, Kleur..." Eric repeats himself. "Aren't you gonna get some rest now?"

    "Nahhh... am up now anyway..." To those of you who complimented the wolf's cooking- or at least, seem to be pleased in his drunken eyes- he looks at you and gives a grunt of approval. "Glad some of ya' know how t' 'preciate sum... good cookin' when you can... taste it. How do y'like tha' sake, by th' by?" he inquires to Cass, turning to face her with a smirk. "Y'got that... crazy look in yer' eye. I like it."

    Eric winces at this interaction, then shakes his head. Snap out of it, don't stare. Turning up his eyes to Kassandra, he nods gratefully. "Thank you so much, by the way. A million times over. But you didn't need to pick up the tab, really. I've got enough. Benefits of the Expedition Society." He goes to get his own order, returning to Kleur and procuring his own ticket, which the wolf takes and gets right back to work. He and those trusty robotic claws of his... huh. Wonder how many quadrupeds have those in this world. Finally allowed some rest, Eric hops up into the seat beside Natasha, glancing over to Kassandra again. "Funny you should ask. Me, Natasha, Julia, Nightshade, Marvin, we're all from the same world, I think. There's always the possibility that we come from super similar worlds that are just really subtly diff..."

    He trails off as he notices the look on the Glaceon's face.

    "...hey..." He starts as he leans over, a frown on his lips. "...are you okay?"

    Crescendo, meanwhile, takes a short stroll to the order machine and takes a ticket of his own, then presenting it to Syl. "This is what I'm getting. Would really recommend all these." On his order is ramen with all vegetarian ingredients, a small plate of tofu, and a vegetarian patty.

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    Princess Iced Cream Sparkles

    The streets have become a little more packed in the last few minutes. There's more armored patrols, more civilians, more army guys escorting those civilians and patrols, and- wait, they've got guns? Yeah, they've got guns. Glistening in the lights in the night, one of the soldiers raises their weapon up to point it right at the freakishly large... THING in front of them. YES, I absolutely mean you. He shouts something in another language- the translation of which is presumably 'what the HECK is that thing.' Another soldier steps in from the side and lowers the barrel of the gun with a hand, spouting off a command in somewhat broken Japanese; a stand-down order, most likely. He turns to Princess Iced Cream Sparkles.

    "Alright, alright, I'm gonna need you to be calm. You're new to this world, right?" he asks cautiously.

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    Vitan

    Another chuckle from the man.

    "Maybe I would like to. I find Offworlders interesting to talk to. They have many different stories from their own worlds. They teach us things that we could not understand before. They are a spring of knowledge. I am fortunate to be talking to you. Ah, please forgive me- I do not think I asked for your name."

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    Bio-Beta

    Bio-Beta has been silent for a while now, just sort of accepting where he's been going. He's remaining unresponsive, for some reason- is it possible that he's running simulations of his own at the moment?

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  • Rex was already chuckling off his brief encounter with phantom memories...And then Julia said her piece. "'They'?" His eyes widened. "Who's 'they', Julia?" His voice was slow and soft. "...Juuuuliaaa, who are you talking about?" The menus slipped a bit from his hand, revealing that the masked spirit was now pressed up to the window, gazing pitifully inside. The EVO panicked and slammed the menus against the window, his cheeks noticeably white. "It's not related to that thing outside, is it?!"

    "AAAAAGH! Ghosts! Protect the food!" Giffany was finally able to claim her peach ramen, which she held tightly behind her waist. "Wait, let me try to talk to it. Excuse me, Ghost-San? Are you all right? Are you hungry for ramen?"

    The spirit actually responded, but the response was clearly intended for Rex, who its eyes did not divert from. "Ï̷̗͆̑̄̂̈́́̑̐̕͜͝ ̵̳̆̑̆̉̇̓̂̈́̔͋̌̕̕͝K̶̞̞̗̭̣͎̪̣͕̦̄̅̅̾̃̽̆̆͋̅͌̊́̍̏Ń̶̢̘͎̭͖̹͐͐ ̵̦̠̜̲̱́͆̍̿̈́͂̒͋̔͋́W̸̨̨̼̘̖̘̉̊̈́̐̽̕ ̵̬̫͈̟̲̟̤͍͈͙͇̣̀̄͒̊͑͘͜͝ͅÝ̷̢̡̗̺͔̗̪̮̺͇͓ͅͅO̸̡̟͎̼͎̦̗̺̝͔̾͒͝ͅƯ̶̡̠̬̪̙̣̘̳̙̺̮̒̓̊̚͜͝ ̶̡͚͇͖̼̳̪́̌̊̊͗̾͋̈́̕B̷͖̰͈̝̣̼̟̘̺̫̘̬͚̆̀̌̐̌̏̀͐͝E̷̳̟͕̾̔͆͆̆̽̈́͝L̶̡̨̢̨̳̱͕͈̗͆̎́͝ ̶̢̯̥͖̲̝̌ ̸̡͙̱͙͙̯̙̲͈͓͙͐͋͗̍̀G̷̰͖̎́̒̏͑͋̊̋͌̉͆͐̚͝E̶̗̤̖̪͚̠͑̈͂̏̈́̃̚͘D̶̨̝͈̠͔̤̬͓̘͔̤̊͌ ̵̡̛̻̟͙̙̠͎͓̝͌̃̇̾͗̋̋̑͋̚ͅȚ̵̢̡̭̼̗͖̯̌̿̊́̈̔̈́ǭ̵̧̨̥̤͓͍̮̥̮̦̭͍̀̓̈́͑̆̇̋͘ ̴̨̲͔͇͚̯̝̮̣̖̔ͅŢ̴̩͚̉̉̀̍̀̓̍̓̀́̂́̚Ḩ̸͓̥̖̫͔͍̞͓͛̏̓͛͋̈̑͋̄̌̍̔̈́̕͠ ̶̡̻͉͓̏̊̌́̈͊̄Ḿ̸͙̬̞̦̝̫̯͖̥̦͉̙̘̽̾̽́̊̕P̵̥͕̮̲͙̘͇͇̳͔̜̱̝̫̞̈́̂͐̈́͐̄̀̾̐F̶̱̅̋͊̎̍͆̈̀̈̿͌̈.̸̢̡̨̨̞̯̖͉̝̠̭͔̞̻̾̉͒̈́͒̽̇͋̿̈́͛.̶̻͎̖͎̏͒̽̾̔͒̄͒̕.̴̡̛̮̠̣̲͚͚̗͙̞͍͈͉͊͑̀̃̈̃F̷̨̧̢̹̖̞̯̲̖̦͇̰̗͌̍͘Ǫ̴̢͓̥̱͍͓̰̪̃́̈́̕͝͠R̸̨̬̱͔̜̫̠̞͚̩̗̣͑̐̐͂̆̿̓̍̈́̋ ̴̹̭̣̜̐Î̷̛͇͎̮̝͉̮̜̪̲͉̱͈̥̄͐͆̈́̊̊͒͋̕͜ͅV̴̢̦͚̼̖̣͓̝͚͕̳̿̏́̃̉̚͜͠ͅȝ̸̰͔̐́̽͆̏̎̚͝ ̸̨̡͇̺͑̈́̀͂͗̈̈͘͠M̵͔̤̌̓̐̿͋̃͐̽̍͐͠͝͝Ȇ̵̡̦͎̬͓̱̱̻͔̫͎́͝ ̶̨̪̱̲͍̩̲͔͕̖͗̄̽̇̉̑̈̽̚͘͠F̴̧̛̜̭̱̙̝̽̓̈́̒̐͛̊̕͠Ö̸̧̢̪̝͈̻̩̺͍͈̯͈̖̺́̅̾̉͗͌̍̈́̄͌̒̕ ̷̝̝̜̳̮͉̲͚̫͔̦̲͆͝M̸̨͖͕̗̖̺̩̮͇̤͓̑̂͛͊̀̈́̆͐̀̔̆͝ͅÝ̵̧̼̽͑̃̂̑͆͌ ̷̩͔̳̀̿̄̓̿̎͆̀̊͌͒͐̃͘͝W̶͇͈̤̖͙̄́̊̑͛̽̃̒̓̾͌̿́͗Ṙ̶̢̨̟̖̪̣̼̜͇͑̂̄̏̒̉̑͋͠O̵̧̡̖̳̙̭͇̻̝̰̩͙̼͆͛͂͘ͅǸ̸̥͐͘͝G̶͓̳̩̜͊S̷̨̘͓̣̀͂́͆̈́̀̕͝ ̷̧̢̧͓̫̟͙̳͕̥͓̤̥͇͑̓͐͗͒̓̈́̈́͋̀́̕͠Ą̵̛͚̖̦̲̺͚͋̏̽́̏͋̃͜Ń̵̡̡̧̛͙̉̏́͛̊́̑̑̐͝D̶̦͈̬̔͗̋̓̒̍̎̚͝͝ ̷̢̡̺͚̠͓͓͍̼̬͖̳̬̓͂͆̆̔̌̈́̍̇H̵̨͔̫͖͙͎͗͛Ę̴̢̢̧̛̛͕͕̙̙͇̺͈̹͌̓̈́͊͌̊͗͌̚̚̚͜ȴ̵͕̘͙̫͉̉͒͐̾̎̏̄̌͝P̷̯͊̓̑̈́̉͐̀̈̏͑̈́̄͘͠ ̵̨̺̲̤͇̖̰̞̝̝̲̰̆M̴̛̠͍͉͖̭͒͐͊̄̌̔̃̚Ḛ̴̡̢̢̺̙͇͖̽̿͗̿̑ͅ.̷̡̘̍̐̂̐́͌̾̅̎̎̑̀̕͝.̵̧̨̧͍̝̖͉̙̻͙̝̜̑̌̈̽̋̏͜.̸̨̡̯̟̯͚̪̜̮̭̼̓͐̚"


    "U-um..." Giffany turned to look at the rest with a wrinkled forehead. "I think I heard something about forgiving it? Somewhere? Rex...?"

    "WHAT DO I HAVE TO FORGIVE THAT THING FOR???" Rex gave it everything he had to prevent himself from freaking out entirely. "It has the wrong guy at best!"

    "At worst?"

    "At worst..." Rex gulped a thick load, sweat now caking his face. "I'm being haunted for something I don't even remember..."

 
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    Well, in his defense he's A. Not naked (he's wearing a vest that blends in with his fur), and B. More surprised of the spectre's sudden appearance while he was distracted more than it's supernatural state. After putting back the rest of the other items (save for the Brody Plushie) and ignoring Shaw's warnings of keeping his items sterile (Sparks don't get sick easily as far as Neb is concerned), Neb decided to approach the spectre
    "If you can hear me... Who are you looking for?... And what are you saying?..."​
 

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    Syl reads the ticket and nods. "Alright...yeah, that sounds good."

    She glances back at Ori. "What about you? Do you want the same too?"

    Ori thinks for a moment and then nods.

    "Hm...you're a little small, though...do you really think you could eat all that?"

    Ori rubs their neck awkwardly.

    "Um...how about I just give you some of mine? I'm not that hungry, so I don't think I can eat it all anyway, hehe..."

    The Sylveon nods to herself and walks off to make the order without even asking for Ori's approval.


    Cass downs all of her sake while the others talk.

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    "Isssss goood." The Espeon replies, a little tipsy as she grins at Kleur. "Can I get a rrrrefill?"

    "Mph...fine..." Natasha mumbles. She clearly didn't want to talk about it, at least out loud. Maybe Eric should ask another way?

    No...I had a different place in mind, sorry. Somewhere less...crowded. Julia replies to VV and then looks back at Rex, who was asking who 'they' are.

    "The..." She exhales. "MPF. 'Multiverse Protection Foundation'. They couldn't at least tell me when they were going to take a picture, apparently. They gave me a bunch of crap for finding out their secrets from Eric, too. I think they eventually disbanded though..."

    Julia looks at the spirit outside as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "Speaking of which, it sounds like you were involved with them, according to your ghost friend."
 

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    Kleur takes Syl and William's orders. He quickly has theirs and Eric's orders ready, and he hands out the three meals with an honest to goodness smile on his face. Apparently being around someone else who likes getting drunk makes you feel more comfortable about yourself! Who knew?

    "Yeah, ya' can... just remember it's comin' outta yer' pocket, got it?"

    An ink tendril comes out of his brush and retrieves a bottle of sake from the backroom, which Kleur takes and uses to pour Cass another helping of the alcohol.

    Meanwhile, Eric looks away from Natasha, an apologetic look in his eyes. "I'm sorry if... me being here makes things weird. And I'm... really sorry if it had anything to do with what I said earlier. I'll... try not to push if you're not comfortable with talking about it."

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    "Ssuree," Cass smiles and sips her drink. "Ahh, that's the stuff..."

    "Thaas a neat thing ya got there,"     The Espeon says. Whether she meant the robotic claws or brush wasn't clear. Maybe both?

    "Nice to meet a man of culture for once..." She adds, sticking her tongue out flirtily. Oh no, what's she up to this time?


    Natasha glares at Eric and grabs his shoulder, pulling him over roughly to get his ear close.

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    "Telepathy, dumbass!" The Glaceon growls under her breath, just loud enough for (probably) only Eric to hear.
 

The Demon Slayer was a tad surprised people were actually interested in learning his breathing techniques. Back in his world, his breathing techniques were only useful to humans because they didn't have anything near the strength, speed, power, or brutality that demons possessed. It was something almost supernatural, something almost inhumane to them- to have something they always and naturally did as a species...And turn it into a weapon against beings who want to destroy that very same species. But here? There were so many people, from so many 'worlds,' from so many places with different rules and gods...And yet, they were still interested in learning.

The Doctor's determination over not allowing his patients to die was also something to take note of- it reminded him of the Ubuyashiki family. Those poor, cursed folk who were apparently related to that man...Cursed to die a painful death because of the blood in their veins. Going blind, their skin becoming fleshy, their immune systems weakening...It was truly a cursed family. But, where they lacked in strength like him- they succeeded in immense cunning, wisdom, and kindness. While the Doctor didn't reply directly to his request, Yoriichi had a feeling he didn't have any issues with it, and in fact, was welcoming such an idea.

"It doesn't heal," Yoriichi said, his eyes finally returning to Shaw. "But it slows it down. Diseases can grow in symptoms or severity. My breathing technique allows me to control my blood flow, and how much oxygen I breathe in...And how much it can strengthen my body."

If Shaw, Sam, or, anyone that was there with Yoriichi while he fought the Necromorphs, they could perhaps remember his fighting style. Shaw principally, since she was so close. Whenever he attacked, he breathed constantly. Impossible amounts of air that would literally make anyone burst their lungs or pass out by oxygen poisoning, making his strength immense, his body fast, and his reflexes and ability godly. All combined with that beautiful technique-

Breath of the Sun. That's what he called it, right? Whenever he attacked the Necromorphs, he called it 'Breath of the Sun' and inhaled all that air...

"...It's not easy, but I can teach you all enough so you can clot your wounds to avoid bleeding and--"




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A familiar feeling suddenly washed over Yoriichi as the formless figure of something that was once alive appeared once more in front of the group.

Memories of Emer washed over his mind- that wicked yet respectful spirit that took over Shaw's body, yet severely more wicked and desperate. A lack of mind and body and any sort of sense- its abilities unknown. The idea of possession once more came to mind. The pained and unwilling expression plastered over Shaw's face, alongside all the other victims of Emer deep into his mind. He could save her if he was quicker, he could have fought her off, avoided such pain from everyone...

That didn't matter now.

"...Please, behind me."

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Just like he described before, Yoriichi began to breathe. It was almost akin to high pressurized air coming out of a tight spot- but a thousand times stronger. With the strength of his breathing, no doubt that he could break entire gourds with the sheer pressure of it. Before, with Emer, he didn't attack due to her using Shaw's body, but now? He had a chance to attack in case the being approached them. It almost seemed as if the air itself was shaking, almost like there was some sort of heat in the air making all the oxygen shake- the source clearly being Yoriichi.

Total Concentration Breathing: Constant was a technique he was born with and perfected. The technique to constantly be able to breathe in those impossible and furious amounts of air into his body, making him constantly ready for battle, and constantly a monster. But he was focusing, what with his hand hovering over his blade. His mark almost glowing on his forehead as he focused air into his lungs, into his blood, into everything with the sheer intent of being able to cut this being down in case it tried anything. His body in front of everyone else- Shaw, Neb, Sasaki, almost facing directly to the ghost with his own, spirit-like form and technique, and aura, just watching it.

After all, who else would be able to fight a monster, but a monster itself?
 


  • Nebula
    Neb can feel the air around him shake. His fur is beginning to raise and let loose, and he feels as though his tail is about to fly off... If this is what Yoriichi's going to teach him later, hoo boy it's going to be one hell of a ride. For now, he backs away from the spectre. If Yoriichi's going to dice that thing into pieces, might as well give him some room to do so...
    Somehow he's torn between wanting to let the ghost speak (and provide a defensive argument) and wanting to watch Yoriichi do his ability. At least Yoriichi's confident in what he's doing... And hey, might as well pay attention and see how it's done    ​

 

  • "Save you? From what?" Ben asks. "Hold on, samurai guy, I don't think that's an enemy. OK... uh... ghost... thing... tell us where you are, three times."

    "Good idea," Doctor says to Sam, before turning to Silence, who was still observing the slumbering Bio-Beta.

    "Still need something from me? I'm about to get Closure."

    "I want to test something out. Try deploying one of your healing drones on Shaw."

    Silence whistled, causing one of these drones to fly above Shaw and begin to heal her by spraying medical fluid on her. In a matter of ten seconds, however, they exploded, their chunks scattering the floor.

    "Touché," Ben says as a block bounced off his head.

    "How are you feeling, Shaw?"

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    I looked around at my new surroundings, exiting from a rift made from seemingly nowhere.
    Hm..This place looks beautiful, doesn't it? I find myself on top of a mountain, looking over the dancing waves in the distance, colored sapphire.
    I know this place. I've heard of it, and seen pictures. But it really is nicer-looking in person!
    Ah, right. Why I'm here...
    I can feel something here.
    Something familiar.
    Could it be... him? Maybe I should look around and ask...
    I started heading down the large hill towards the nearest civilization.
 
“naaaah i know this place like th back of mmymyyy haaandd”

i’m tired. lucy’s tired. princess iced cream sparkles is tired. tired and oddly ffuzzy right now? mmgh she takes a look at the soldier, and then to that gun, mumbling near-drunkenly, “pewpew ppbbbb” before delivering this half-hearted giggle you’d expect out of a broken pinball machine, much less a living creature.

hhhow did i get this tired this fastt.t..?? bwherjfghn i could probably just pass out on the concrete here and be just fine..............
 
VITAN ARMERSTRANNIE
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He's right about offworlders being a source of knowledge and fantastical stories. I've had quite a few on my own. The variety is amazing! Even met an eldritch God though thank goodness he was in a form I am more comfortable with. Though, I'm pretty sure my mind is used to all types of incomprehensible shit about now. He even said he was lucky to talk to me. D'awww, he's making me feel all fuzzy.

He asked for my name and I answered.

"Vitan Armerstrannie. How about you? Also, don't tempt me with stories about offworlders. I might end up dumping more stories into you than anyone wants."

. . .

"SO, I WAS SHOCKED SO BADLY TO THE POINT OF NERVE DAMAGE--"

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  • Someone had entered the ramen shop. "Who could that be?" One would wonder. A petite girl in a shark hoodie and holding a trident, that is...

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    "a"

    Gawr Gura. She came into the shop for one reason; make her stomach stop growling much and avoid people hearing it. She just so happened to got here and didn't have much time to eat. "Alright, uuuuhhh- a, what does this place have?" She asked as she settles down.

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Tokyo - Rhodes Island HQ​


Sam merely observed the ongoing conversation, as her suggestion started to get traction within the group. Her interest on the breathing technique proposed by Yoriichi was further increased when the Demon Slayer explained the logic behind it. Her other colleagues may brush it off, but as a frontliner, Sam understands the importance of breathing and by extension, stamina. She listened to Yoriichi's words, until some of the group members, namely Shaw were startled by... something? Did something breached the perimeter of the Rhodes Island? Was it related to that mysterious hazy sighting when they were heading back to HQ?

For the white-haired Lupo, she was more puzzled than surprised. It seemed that Yoriichi and the swordsman in purple noticed it as well. Same goes for the dark furred speaking animal which can miraculously conjure random items on its own, and Ifrit's partner, Ben. But both Dokutah and Silence were unfazed (or maybe they could not see it too), and attempted to cure Shaw's ailment on the spot with one of the latter's medical drones. At the same time, she managed to catch a glimpse of the breathing technique in action from Yoriichi. Through breathing control, it could be possible to increase an operator's physical endurance temporarily. However, learning that technique is not going to be easy, and it is obvious that the Demon Slayer has perfected it.

Sam instinctively dodged one of the debris when Silence's drone... decided to self-destruct after finishing its purpose.

"Well..." The Lupo decided to comment after keeping to herself all these while. "... I do wonder why your drones self destruct after a single deployment, Silence..."

As for the current situation, she decided to keep observing. There is nothing she can do at this point, aside from witnessing Yoriichi's abilities firsthand, while waiting for Shaw's response to Silence's treatment. But deep inside her however...

("Yes! I would never expect that Dokutah actually takes my suggestion!")


Interactions: Dokutah, Silence (NPC) - Crow Crow , Shaw - P PopcornPie , Yoriichi Tsugikuni - Celestial Speck Celestial Speck ,
Mentions: Bio-Beta - Attesa, Sasaki Kojiro - laix_lake, Nebula - SkipTheKip, Claire Redfield - TheElenaFisher

 


  • Nebula
    Neb watched as the drones do their work on Shaw. Which slightly distracted him from the ghost and Yoriichi. If this is technology, it sure holds a candle against the magic he knows. Still, he can't help but be impressed by it. After it exploded into tiny bits and pieces Neb tries to hold each of them upright (of course, with the magic from his Spark), to take a guess at what piece did what. It's probably too hard for him to decipher now that it's exploded though...​

 
Ramen Ramen Shop Co LilacMonarch LilacMonarch

Seems alot of people were dropping into the shop, or in this next case, it's very litteral!

A tear through space time, colored red, had opened up on the cieling as someone fell out and hit the ground hard on her face, as the tear vanished.

"OW...."

She let out before sitting up and rubbing the back of her head.
She just then realized where she was.

"I'm not in Gensokyo anymore!"​
 

  • "...You sure?" Now Marnie was growing confused. "Usually, in my world, Pokémon at least battled before they became partners."
 
Subject Four


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Stealing the target away would prove harder than expected, the others have gotten attached enough to try and rescue the plant creature.

But what would they chase him through.

Opening up a nearby manhole Subject Four and his target descend into the dark.

This would almost feel like home to him, but this was no time to daydream, he began to drag the plant creature further in.

About half way through the darkened tunnels Subject Four began to feel something odd about himself.

Reaching behind him with his clawed limb he removed an item from his dorsal spines.

A metal appendage?

It appeared to be similar to the one that Voss walked on.

This made Four feel more at ease, with lack of mobility surely that would be one pursuer down.

Subject Four Looked into the eyes of the plant creature and let out this low hiss like growl.

He wanted to tear it to pieces but something felt wrong.

Killing it would not make Subject Four feel better, instead he took a clawed limb and with a quick motion stole the item it had that was responsible to the destruction of his hive.

After that with all the strength he could muster threw the plant creature into a wall in an attempt to knock it out.

This item it cherished would heal the damage done to Four.

An eye for an eye.

You wrecked my home I take the tool responsible.

As for the metallic limb, he found it, so it belongs to him now.

This new prize was much lighter and would not slow him down, as soon as he could Subject Four Bolted down the tunnel with two prizes instead of one.

This was satisfactory.

CocoaMarshmallow CocoaMarshmallow Yamperzzz Yamperzzz Birb Birb TheElenaFisher TheElenaFisher​
 
“I don’t even know what a ‘pokémon’ is!”

She starts counting with her fingers.

“I’ve seen Lizardmen, Orcs, Demons, crystal people, and a lot of dead people...I don’t care who I serve. I’m just happy to obey~”

P PopcornPie
 
latest

Assassin, Sasaki Kojirō
status: In japan, another random Wrath, and somewhat unknown tensions.
condition: normal​

PopcornPie said:
"S̶̡̓̍̒͊̎͐͂̔͒̐̕A̷̢̭͕̠͇͇͇̟̭̜̻̩̅͌́̽̓̈́́̆͊͌̑͜V̶͉̖͚̳̩͛͂͊ ̶̧̡̨͍̱͇̟̜̖͓̹̫̯́́̒̍̀̃̓̃͛͜͜M̵̧̛͎̜̞͈̙̦̫̯̯̺̿́͗̓̆̈́̽̅̆̈Ě̴̡̺͓̟͎̤̀͌̽̆͜͝͠,̴̢̢̡̛̼̣͍͇̹͇̦͗̐̓̃̽̒̀̈́̿͒̎̚͠͠ ̵̢̨̘̱̦͙̦̫̦̙̰̦̯͎͇͂͂̏̾́́́D̴̢̠̜̞̤̰͉̤̭̂͆̀̏̈̊̏̈́̚ͅA̵̛̞̦̯̪͆́͆́̓͒̕͘Ŕ̷̛̛̘̥̬̺̈́̌́̈́͛̈́̅͆̃͑̂̀L̸̢̛̤͙̰̘̮̝̜̑̊̂̇̽͐̃̉̃̎̇ ̷̘̙̜̩̩͋̀́̇͑̈́͘͝ͅ ̷̢̧̯̭̘̼̤̼͓͕͕̮̟͎̤͋͂̋̅̐̀̌̈͊̈́̀͝Ǵ̷͕̞̟̉̓S̵̨̬̜̟̳͍̲͉̮͖͇̅̾.̷̗͎̘͕͍͇̮̰̰͍̜̈́̌͑̇̇̇͂͋͛͌̉̐̈̃ͅ.̵̛͚͖̖̬̝̈́͑̉́.̴̡͓̩̄̓́̈͂͗͌͐͑̌̕͜S̷̨̭̖̼̺̭̻͔̭̲̤͓̅̔̂͒̀̅̈̓͑͆̒̑͒̕͝ ̵̡͖̤̞͖͙̫̮̃͊͑̀͑͘V̵̬̏̏̌̔͆̀̏͗͛̆̿̇́̕̕Ȩ̷̡̧̛̩͉̫͚̜̬̥͎͎̘̝̳́͗̎̊͂̽̓͒̈́̂̕ ̵̧̲̻̗̠̪̘̪͇̐͐̏́̕Ḿ̶̧̨͍͍̻̙͇̦͙̬̦́͌̇̒̆̔͠ ̶̩̼̖̳̼͖̹̺̋̆́̍̆̍̓̔.̶̙̖̐̑̽̈́̈́͊͂̿̅̌͘.̶̡̢̖̙͇̣͚̬̰̳̖͇̱̦͕̏.̶̢̛̘̣̺̤͔̯̘̲̙̾̈́͆̄̍͗ͅ"
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As much as he would like to ignore it, there was no ignoring the wrath screaming into the abyss for salvation. What is one to say about the odd intrusion? The only ones who did react to it were Shaw, that unknown feline creature, and Yoriichi. The latter presumably brought about from dealing with the pokemon turned ghost a good while ago. Assassin however kept to himself as a mechanized...drone, healed the worst of Shaw's ailments, and exploded. A perfectly good waste of resources if you ask most magi. As for the restless spirit, it remained. No acts of hostility, just adamant fear, and a sense of calm brought about by the demon slayer's initial stance. The way he was breathing was as focused, like a thin stream. as if every single facet of his being was refocused on the one action of quickly dispatching the wrath. Gords were however the last thing he would think of.

it was then that the spirit in question started to try and speak, a little more clearly than before.

PopcornPie said:
"P ease...We et on P...ora...It's all gone now...M...spirit is...ding...Help me..." The voice was still faded, but much more intelligible.

"P...ora?" Shaw repeated quietly. "I'msorry, IhaveneverseenaplacenamedP-orabefore." She couldn't say anything more before medical drones appeared, covering her in medicinal goo that seemed to take care of the worst of the injuries. Her few remaining coughs were much softer.

"N...no! We wer...Dora...We toppled the...thr...together..." The spirit stomped its faded foot. How could the Zalak not remember their adventure on Pandora?! How could she deny their conquering of the Throne?! "Don't...den...only you...can heal..."
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So for some reason unknown, this wrath assumes that its salvation lies in the help of Shaw. The apartment threat of fading away for reasons unknown. Guess it would make sense for someone other than himself to have those kinds of rational fears. Still, what does this green colored wrath want with her?

"This unknown wrath somehow recognizes you as some kind of acquaintance." he said to Shaw, before turning to the wrath itself "And even if that was not the case, what could she even do about your demise?"

CocoaMarshmallow CocoaMarshmallow P PopcornPie Celestial Speck Celestial Speck SkipTheKip SkipTheKip Emiya Shin Emiya Shin
 


  • "good food"
    Marvin ceases, wiping the mess off his face, looking around.
    [Wonder what else is out there.]

    im sorry for not responding i just. Didnt know what to do

    xLovepupx xLovepupx CocoaMarshmallow CocoaMarshmallow
 
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