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Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
Puck-Chan:
"Damn it. There goes a peaceful day I could be spending in my new room," Henry bitterly thought.
Forest was adamant to keep this dangerous creature in her own abode. The one who had no issues lashing out against the hand that helped him. This stake-wielding lord was no slouch. He could definitely feel it from his presence. But the doctor had to admit. It does indeed seem questionable that he claims innocence while the penetrated claims otherwise.
Nope. He's probably innocent. That's right, nothing wrong...
"It's probably going to be in our best interests that you explain what exactly happened," Henry offered despite his actual intentions.
But man was he feeling some sympathy for Wynn right now. The fairy having to deal with someone overzealous with morals. That was a real pain in the ass. A pain he is very well familiar with.
"And if you may, would you introduce yourself? I am Henry."
Elf:
Gabriel said, "Right this way."
He had half a mind to take the German to the armory. That's probably where Godmother would have taken him to let him know she had a good supply. Then again, does she even have a weapon's dealer here in Nexus?
At their home dimension, there was a family who had started out as blacksmiths and became weapons dealers that Forest dealt with. She'd been dealing with them long since he was born, and his godmother had "brand loyalty" as she called it. He mused that like most immortals it was the fact she found a system she liked and it worked, so why get discombobulated changing it.
He wasn't sure what his godmother would think of this man. So far, from what Gabriel had seen, he had the personality of dried toast and the cardinal sin of being German. He lead the somber man into the study, or at least the one that Godmother would talk "shop" in. Her real study/living room was downstairs and filled with entertainment. He led the man to that and said, "Take a seat. It maybe hours before she gets to talk to you though."
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Lancer nodded and smiled as well. He wouldn't cross blades with Saber again now, not with the potential of being with Rin dangling in his grasp, but he could make the opportunity known to the blond. Fighting against the bowman had been frustrating because he cheated and made sure, even though Lancer was stronger, faster, and better skilled, that Lancer couldn't close in on him.
He looked at the screen and said, "Aye, I know exactly where that's at. I can get us there in a blink if you don't mind me carrying you." His smile turned a slight bit wolfish at that.
Daiki:
Caressing the phoenix's feathers, Enkidu immediately nodded in response to Gilgamesh's inquiry.
"It is as you said. I have spotted unusual beings and phenomenons while wandering around this place. I remember this tall man clad in a white armor. His face was completely hidden behind a mask and he held tremendous power. I could not make sense of his motivations but I think he was introducing himself in a very loud and imperious way. Maybe he was some sort of buffoon since people threw money coins at his feet afterwards. He didn't picked them up though."
Of course, he was not part of strangest beings since his arrival. Enkidu had seen partly machine beings, demon hosts, evil spirits, elementals of all kind, demi-humans armed with weapons clearly not from this era, partly machine humanoids, divine entities and many more. Whatever was the phenomenon which allowed these irregularities to roam this plan of existence, it didn't discriminate when it came to choosing who to bring. He was at the same time thankful for that but also worried about the chaos it could bring to this place in where people lived.
"Should we do something about it?"
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Kyle entered the infirmary once more carrying boxes asked by the doc. He immediately noticed the man turned into a weird parody of art. It appeared that people in the room were tense and ready to fight. He had heard the argument from outside but didn't expect to meet with one of the guys who had slaughtered all these people in the bar earlier.
Shit.
The black man placed the boxes near the wall and trying to defuse the explosive situation before things would go south, the werewolf approached Vlad. Showing no sign of tension nor hostility, he sat by a nearby bed.
"What my vampiric friend is trying to say is that we could perhaps reach for a compromise. Rules of hospitality being what they are, we can't decently accept to give this guy to you. However, we could offer compensation."
Fighting this guy, and his friends sure to follow, meant bad news.
MissingMandible:
Staff Sergeant Jonathan Mathews:
Mathews was following behind Kyle, carrying the rest of the medical equipment. His legs moving mechanically, eyes blank, thoughts swirling around. Togg and the Dragoon were closely behind him. What brought him out of his stupor was when said Dragoon suddenly cried "Witch!"
What he saw made his blood run cold: The white haired man from earlier was standing over Cardigan, lighting her arm with an intense fire brighter than any plasmagun he had ever seen. Cardigan herself was writhing from agony, squirming on the table.
Mathews dropped the equipment with a clunk and drew out his power sword with his left hand. He saw the Dragoon take aim with her Hotshot Lasgun while Togg brought his Ripper Gun to bear. "What the Hell are you doing to her?!" He screamed while pointing his sword forward.
Brahmastra:
--- Quote from: MissingMandible on August 12, 2014, 06:47:12 PM ---Staff Sergeant Jonathan Mathews:
Mathews was following behind Kyle, carrying the rest of the medical equipment. His legs moving mechanically, eyes blank, thoughts swirling around. Togg and the Dragoon were closely behind him. What brought him out of his stupor was when said Dragoon suddenly cried "Witch!"
What he saw made his blood run cold: The white haired man from earlier was standing over Cardigan, lighting her arm with an intense fire brighter than any plasmagun he had ever seen. Cardigan herself was writhing from agony, squirming on the table.
Mathews dropped the equipment with a clunk and drew out his power sword with his left hand. He saw the Dragoon take aim with her Hotshot Lasgun while Togg brought his Ripper Gun to bear. "What the Hell are you doing to her?!" He screamed while pointing his sword forward.
--- End quote ---
Karna eyed the piece of steel without a hint of caution. Unless the Sergeant could swing it with the force of ten men his size, he doubted that it would simply crack against his skin. The same went for the absurd firearms.
"As you can clearly see, I'm cleansing this foul disease from her veins. Look with your eyes and not with your fanaticism, soldier." As the fire let up, it was obvious to any pair of eyes that there was no longer a wound nor a disease to be found. Having drawn restorative Prana into the arm, he incinerated every impurity with the flames of his father. The girl would still require a good rest, but her life should no longer be endangered.
"Find her a place to rest that is not here. I have a feeling this place will soon become a battlefield the likes of which mortal man cannot participate in." His voice was hard and cold, but also displayed a hint of care. This was merely what any good Samaritan would tell the weak and wounded.
Walking away from the infirmary bed on the far side of the room, leaving his back exposed for the men to open fire if they so wished, Karna's eyes let a tiny glint of anger appear as his outpouring pressure choked the air in the room.
"The very idea that you would let this petty argument escalate to the point where battle is imminent in a resting room of the wounded is absolutely preposterous to me. All who wish to keep themselves free of bodily harm, courtesy of me, take this feud outside."
--- Quote from: Dallas on August 02, 2014, 09:13:33 PM ---
"It don't really matter to me who did what. That ain't gonna change what I am. Way I see it the good Lord put me on this fine Earth for a reason. His methods may be questionable but a whale never swallowed Jonah just because the big old motherfucker was hungry now did he?" He could tell he confused both of these gentlemen quite a bit already, and felt he didn't need to add more confusion to their meal. "Though I've probably said quite enough about myself, good'n introduction as ever don't you agree? Enough about me, I doubt a couple of folks like yourself wanna listen to this nigga chatting away whilst you try to eat. Don't mind me, please continue your business."
--- End quote ---
"Then, if you, uh, don't mind." Caules returned to eating his food, noticing himself checking his phone almost instinctively every minute or so. No news from Fiore. His protective side made his brows furrow.
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