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Cross Effects: Rebirth (2.0) The RP
Ivan The Mouse:
--- Quote from: NamesAreHardToComeUpWith on May 29, 2014, 12:36:53 AM ---"No, I'm good. Near the billboard, minotaur selling hot dogs, wooden storehouse and garage, know it when I see it, blah blah. I'll come bother you if I need anything," Ragna said with a note of finality. "That goes both ways. I got jack shit to do, so bother me if you need anything."
He took a heavy, uncomfortable breath and made to walk away, hoping he wouldn't get another interruption. He had a meal to both find and eat, preferably in peace.
And this time, it looked like he successfully avoided a dine and dashing partner. It had to happen eventually.
--- End quote ---
Yukina, hearing that he can also be called for help if they needed anything, then came running towards him to chase him and yelled, "But we do not know how where we could find you! Please do tell us!"
YOLF:
Uchiten
Alleyway - vicinity of Mega Shopping Center
"GYAAAHHHHHHHHhhhhrrrgghhhhh...."
A painful lamentation pierced the air of the alleyway covered in shadows. The origin of the scream was a bloodied and battered man, crawling on the asphalt. One of his arms was bent unnaturaly in multiple sections, and his right leg- only a smoldering stump remaining - had been reduced to cinder, its former shape marked on the ground by lingering blue embers.
Next to him, a girl was sitting on top of a blackened husk, tail swaying sluggishly in annoyance. Her ears twitched as she pouted.
"Geez. Your screams of pain are amusing, but your voice is obnoxious." Homura sighed.
Next to her, Uchiten chuckled. By his side, Shi's arm was sticking to a cracked wall, its imprinted outline buried into the surface. Limbs loosely hung from the back of his hand where it had met the building, and behind it, the grime splattered all over the concrete was beginning to slide down.
Zan was leaning against a wall perfectly silent, sword firmly in its scabbard. His sharp eyes were narrowed lazily, unacknowledging of the foes his fellow shikigami had brutalized.
"For vampires, these guys weren't worth much, Uchi-sama." the kitsune whined, lighting a small flame on her pointer finger. The undead man whose leg she had burned wheezed with desperation on the ground, mouth wide and fangs shining in the dark.
"Hmm, I suppose you're right. But, assuming every vampire is going to be a monster like those famed nobles or daywalkers is just going to cause disappointment." Uchiten commented, scratching his chin in thought.
A rather cute strangled sound came from her mouth in response.
"Do not worry." the onmyouji began, in reassurance. "There will be stronger ones to face than these no-names. And not just vampires, either."
As they had walked around town, Uchiten had assessed the presences of many powerful individuals engaged with one another, talking, clashing, interacting in several groups, joining as if drawn by fate, coming together as though their power attracted more of the same.
Without being distracted by exhilaration, he could clearly sense the presence of the Golden King even from a great distance away. He could sense another, similar to him. He could feel a gross, mighty presence of death. He had noticed the overwhelming and absolute power of order; recognized the unordinary bugs that loitered everywhere in town for what they were, familiars of a strong mage; and taken note of the other, similar sources, the beacons of power all over town. Mages, fighters, vampires, monsters. divines, spirits...
Uchiten licked his lips in anticipation. Oh yes, he was very much looking forward to the fun he was about to have.
For her part, while the master considered his latest thoughts, Homura simply raised a finger wreathed in flame at her victim while thinking of the vampire's right eye.
As she smiled mischeviously, blue fire ignited and the night sky was again pierced by a yell of agony.
"GAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAHHHH!!"
Kurogami:
"This building is any of eight different points in the city simultaneously."
Minato finished the last of his tea and set his cup down; Then proceeded to stand before reaching into his jacket, pulling out a book that was clearly too large to fit in any jacket pocket.
"This is a guidebook a now very rich man wrote for people who land in this city, it has all the basic information on the city, comes with a faction map, and has survival tips for those who intend to do anything but hide in a basement."
The cover of the book Minato set in front of Jojo had no author's name printed, only the name of the book and a simple phrase that likely made up the best survival tip in the entire book.
DON'T PANIC
Traveler's Guide to The Nexus.
"Read the first two chapters, that should get you up to speed."
Minato proceeded to the door.
"As I was saying before, the dorm exists in various places but becomes fixed to one point momentarily when people attempt to enter or exit."
Minato placed his hand on the doorknob.
"The question now is what part of the city do you want to get to?"
Puck-Chan:
As Grigori would begin to explain, something unexpected had happened. That thing. The damned birdman from earlier was alive and unwell. How? He would've thought the construct would've died judging from its waning life force. But apparently it proved him wrong. Normally Henry would feel happy for its survival. But a combination of glowing scarlet eyes and a clawed offensive was a whole different story. Especially when the newly arrived Amazonian sorceress is about to be on the receiving end of a brutal beating. The doctor in him could already hear several ribs fracturing and already piercing vital organs housed inside the formerly intact ribcage.
"It's still alive?!" Henry thought as he was thoroughly astonished, "How can it still move to this degree?"
Taking Forest's cue, he also moved to assist Grigori from the creature's very own hands. But such help was apparently unnecessary as Henry suddenly felt a sudden spike of energy that exploded from the bird man's hand. It was rather surprising that she was capable of doing away with her attacker with such ease. The subsequent influx of energy that Henry felt also suggested that the Amazonian caster had already recovered from the assault. What was most pronounced was her behavior seemed too relaxed for someone who had her ribs broken and marked with beads of blood.
"Well, I haven't been hurt like that for a few hundred years," Grigori remarked rather nonchalantly at this tense situation, "It's been a long time since I've seen my own blood."
"Bind," she then commanded. An untold length of magical chains had sprung into reality to put her mysterious hulking attacker into rigid bondage. In midst of its enraged flailing, another flow of healing energy had already restored Birdman's wounded leg.
"You have quite a number of tricks up your sleeves, Miss," Henry quietly remarked as the spells have performed their respective functions.
"Usually I would not be so lenient, but you have managed to wound me, and I respect your skill," Grigori would admit her admiration for the creature's prowess and at the same time establishing her own confidence of her abilities.
But this wasn't something Henry was interested in. Rather, on why this overgrown man-buzzard would rather come here and attack Grigori out of nowhere. Originally wounded and in a completely foreign environment, it isn't hard to guess why. At least to Henry. He found himself glancing back at the chained creature upon hearing tell-tale noises of self-harm for the sake of freedom.
"It's going to hurt itself even more like this," Henry grimaced upon examination, "You have something that--"
"That was rather exciting!" the sorceress would then interject soon after with a beaming expression, "Although it seems I have failed to answer your original question, Henry. I am here in search of some entertainment. The nights can be so boring sometimes, however it seems like there are still things that can surprise even me. I haven't been ambushed like that for ages."
Doctor Chae found himself disagreeing with her statement as his lips quirked to the side. The clinic alone has been privy to many things concerning various people. He kept such sentiments to himself with silence. But Forest made it clear her views on entertainment were very much different.
"If you want some bloody entertainment go to the video store and rent Army of Darkness then!" Innocent people aren't your goddamn entertainment."
She stomped past the Amazonian in bridled gait until finally in front of the thrashing bird man still struggling to be free of its magical bonds. It is without a doubt that Forest would try to pacify the creature with her telepathy.
"Forest, I doubt it's going to list--" the doctor began and then stopped in wonder at the scene that would unfold before him, "Color me surprised."
Just like that, it stopped. The chains ceased to rattle as the bird relaxed to focus its attention upon the blonde. It was then Henry remembered that this thing was human before. The signatures of life were revealing hints of its previous life. He gave a look back at Grigori, signaling her to keep away from the two. At the least until birdman here would finally reach actual calm.
"Forest, can you ask him why he attacked Grigori?"
While Henry might have already guessed why, but this new show of intelligence does suggest he probably is wrong.
"And maybe ask his name?"
Brahmastra:
--- Quote from: Elf on May 29, 2014, 04:42:48 AM ---He pressed towards her, his hard length poking her thigh. "Not here Folly, hold on tightly."
Damn the car, I can get it later,he thought as he held her close and walked into Shadows.
The familiar wave of blacks, greys, violets, blues and the odd swash of red ripped around them. There was a dull roar that filled the air, the only sound in the odd corridor. The glow from Gabriel's skin was the only light here.
--- End quote ---
Showing an over-the-top pout, La Folia was slightly annoyed at being denied, her lust so copious that single drops were slowly running down her long, flawless legs. However she knew just as well as he did that he was not as above-it-all as he looked; A noticeable hardness in his pants was poking her naked thigh, only inches from her virgin entrance. As Gabriel worked whatever magic he had, she leaned into his front with her back, her impossibly perfect posterior rubbing very deliberately against his length, stopping him in his tracks.
--- Quote from: Elf on May 29, 2014, 04:42:48 AM ---Grinning, he said, "I should take you to my lair to ravish you."
--- End quote ---
"Oh, but do you think you can wait that long, Gabe-ri-el?", punctuating his name slowly by shaking her hips thrice against his crotch, desiring more friction, before she began walking just in front of him through the corridor of weird colors, a teasing sway to hips as she had drawn her underwear up slightly so that she could walk straight.
Truly, she herself may have overdone it just then.
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