Cross Effects- The RP

[Daiki]

The familiar nodded absent-mindedly, his mind focused on the man's thoughts.

"Ruu is simply a tool, that is why." His answer came naturally. He picked up a Blu-ray box and started to read what was written on the verso. "It looks like humans to accomplish its task."

He kept silent after that. After a minute, he put back the movie where it was initially. Maybe he should explain things a bit better?

"Ruu is an artificial construction. Everything is an imitation. Bones, flesh, blood. No gender. Doesn't have brains like you, it has magic core instead." He placed his left hand where, were he a real child, his heart would have been. "Everything is empty here."

He walked up to the television and stared at his strange reflected image.

"It was born to obey. To be useful to the Master. And to protect nature. It doesn't require more than that." He could never be like the humans even if he tried because he lacked in so many areas. Ruu placed his hand on the screen, wondering how it felt to be one of them. No matter how much he would ask, no clear answer could be obtained. It was something to experience by yourself. Just like how he couldn't reach his own reflection through the screen, it would be forever inaccessible.

He felt the urge to yell his frustration, but simply kept it sealed inside as he always did.

After a moment, he just sat, facing the TV. The occasions to interact with others were too few in his long existence. He could rarely get past the barrier of appearance because of the ridiculous look his Master deemed to grant him. And people would never exchange serious words with unknown kids. Some had demonstrated a strange kind of compassion in the past, but never did it lead to something constructive.

He was a monster after all. Unable to understand a world which had evolved faster than he could adapt, it was ineluctable for humans to perceive him as such. Nobody would expect him to have such strength with such a small body. People eventually would get afraid of him and either chased the Familiar or would run away.

But it had changed tonight. For the first time in three centuries, someone reached for him. Lancer even allowed physical contact. Circumstances, as they were, didn't allow for discussion, yet Ruu was still grateful for it. As impossible to express it in words as it could be.

For once, he had found people with whom he could discuss and pass time. People who wouldn't consider him strange or worse. So, he tried showing gratitude by preparing something to eat. But he had failed miserably. Even if the words addressed to him were kind, even he would understand after seeing what he did.

But he still had a chance to help miss Haku, like she had been called. Luck or not, it would be idiotic to waste a chance to redeem himself. And all he had to do was to prove his worth.  Because there was no point in useless material, he will do his best to complete the task at hand.

 "Ruu is ready for the mission," he said, with a military salute.

[Arch-Magos Winter]

It was, Doomrider concluded, a successful bust. The clown had gotten away, but Doomrider -er, Doomcop, had managed to secure the large bag of cocaine for 'Evidence.'

Parking his flaming motorcycle by Axecop, he launched out a Salute, before speaking.

"Reporting for duty! Cocaine apprehended! Need a ride boss!"

[The Man With All The Cute Boats]

"Well, I have no idea how this works," Inferno Cop stated, looking down the hood of the completely regulation cop car. The engine looked okay despite its malfunction, but Inferno Cop was trusting his gut more than anything with that statement. "But yeah, she's probably busted."

Inferno Cop jumped down the monster truck and landed with a soft tap next to Doomcop.

"Lucky for us, I have my car to drive us around," Inferno Cop said, and surely enough behind him was a cop car with flaming wheels and lights. "So, let's go catch us some... er, what were we doing again?"

[Bloble]

"Nice job, Doom Cop! You get to keep some, and I mean only some of that cocaine for yourself. The corruption line is squarely at 45%! Any more than that and you're a bad guy!"

Then Axe Cop turned to Inferno Cop. "We're chasing ghosts, men," he said. "I've personally never been up against one of those before, but when a buddy of mine turned into one for a while he could go through people and turn invisible. His secret attack was going through bad guys and dropping bombs in them. It was messy."

"Anyway!" With a flourish, Axe Cop whipped out three pairs of aviators identical to his own. "Here's some ghost goggles! They'll let us see the tricky buggers." He tossed one pair to each member of his team. "As for our target." He gestured to the top of the building with his grappling gun. "My, uh, gut tells me it's up there."

At least he thought it was up there. When he squinted, Axe Cop could make out a woman in a crazy looking outfit standing on the roof, looking down with an impassive face. Ghosts didn't always look the same, did they?

"In any case, let's go team! Lock and load! Inferno Cop, Cannon Cop, Grab onto me if you can't get up yourself. Doom Cop, keep that cocaine in your pocket until we're back home. You're running support from the skies with that sweet ride of yours. Make sure our ghost doesn't try floating off. Watch out for invisible bombs."

Axe Cop fired his grappling hook after giving the other cops a chance to grab on. It sailed surely and hooked to the top of the roof. With a click, the rope went taught and began drawing up the Cops at a crazy speed. Within seconds they flew over the top of the roof. Axe Cop was prepared, and made sure the landing pose was suitably cool, with him brandishing an axe in one hand and the grappling gun in his other.

"Freeze, criminal!" he yelled at the woman. "Sending out ghostly pulses of ethereal energy without a licence is illegal according to sub-section 23 of the 42nd amendment to the sub-Constitution! Show me that licence or you might get your head chopped off!"

[Mordalfus Grea]

Imiganai stared at the motley group of oddly dressed men; one wielding an axe with a sense of devotion similar to that of a samurai, the second was a man with a burning skull, and the third reeked of dark energy as well as looking the oddest of of the group. They had arrived in a manner that suggested that they were not Shinigami or anything along that level, she looked foully at the axe wielding man before drawing forth her Zanpakuto and pointing it at the men.

"Your words and the Laws of this corrupted era, much less that of mortals mean nothing to me" Imiganai stated calmly as the blade remained unwavering and pointed in their general direction "Your pitiful tool is of no threat to one such as myself, so cease you useless babbling and leave". Her spiritual pressure rose in a manner that one might've assumed she was either taunting the axe wielding man, feeling threatened by the human, or was pressing the point of them leaving her be as the pressure manifested as a giant amber colored Oni head roaring in the face off the men. "I am a Hollow and a Vasto Lorde not a mere ghost mortal, be thankful I am not a hollow that that feasts upon humans".

[Cherry Lover]

Kiyoshi sighed. For all her complaints about him being rude, she was doing a pretty good job of it herself.

"Look, I said I'm sorry, OK. I didn't mean to be rude", he said, somewhat irritated at her attitude. "Mum always taught me that, when someone gives a sincere apology, it is polite to accept it...."

"And, yeah, I understand", he added, turning to Connor. "If your dad is here I'm sure he'll be just fine...."

[Arch-Magos Winter]

Lawrence shrugged and headed upstairs, seeking a room and more importantly privacy so he could lock and load what weaponry he had. He hadn't been much more than an amateur /k/iddy before his... well, death, but now it seemed that he had an almost instinctive grasp on how to operate, strip, clean, and maintain his weapons. He supposed he could thank the Redheaded Driver for that.

Lawrence figured the top floor would be the best spot  to set up shop in any case.

[lantzblades]

"The point of what she's saying kiddo is heroes need to be aware of what is happening round em. She just ain't throwing the lessons in your face. Wee one rarely helps people so count yourself lucky." Connor laughed.

Sakura sighed realizing that Forest hadn't been exaggerating the distance. "Hey, Kiyo, don't go telling anyone I can do this." she remarked stepping over to the curb, clearing her throat and beginning to sing to activate her magic circuit. A few moments later a car materialized from the ether.

"it's a basic copy of uncle's van but it'll get us to the apartment. Seriously Kiyoshi, not a word, not about the projection or my method of magic use." Sakura announced becoming serious when addressing Kiyoshi.

"I'll drive, Kiyoshi get in the back" Connor declared opening the panel door to let the boy in.

[Cherry Lover]

Kiyoshi sighed. He could understand what Connor was saying, but Taiga had not really made any attempt to be polite towards him since they had met. He knew he had screwed up in not addressing her, but she was definitely being very rude back, and seemingly intentionally so.

As they walked on, Kiyoshi heard Sakura sigh and turn to address him.

"Hey, Kiyo, don't go telling anyone I can do this", she said, before beginning to sing and, then, materialising a car out of thin air.

Kiyoshi's jaw dropped in astonishment.

How the hell did she do that?

Even his father couldn't come close to tracing a car, and projection magic was his speciality. True, Sakura was also Shirou's daughter like he was, but that didn't mean she would have inherited his abilities.

"it's a basic copy of uncle's van but it'll get us to the apartment. Seriously Kiyoshi, not a word, not about the projection or my method of magic use", Sakura said.

Kiyoshi, still rather shocked, just nodded.

"I'll drive, Kiyoshi get in the back", added Connor as he slid open the door.

Kiyoshi got into the car as instructed. Once he was in, he turned to Sakura and spoke once more.

"How did you do that? Even our father cannot trace an entire vehicle...."

[lantzblades]

Connor helped Taiga into the Van and secured her before heading to the passenger's seat.

Sakura heard Kiyoshi's question and promptly replied. "I said not a word,  find a way to ask without words" she said shutting the panel door and getting in the drivers seat. "we should be there in twenty minutes" she announced starting the van and pulling away from the curb.

[Cherry Lover]

Oh, for Christ's sake, what the hell is wrong with this family? thought Kiyoshi, exasperated at how ridiculous and overly-literal Sakura was being.

They were clearly not bad people, but they really did have a bizarre way of looking at the world that was nothing like anything his own parents had taught him.

"Forget it, it's not important. I can't be bothered to get into another one of those silly 'guess the right question' games...", Kiyoshi said, clearly irritated by her insistence on following the literal wording of her statement. "Maybe when I get home I'll try acting it out to Aunty Rider using charades or something, since that's not speaking...."

[lantzblades]

As the van headed to it's destination Taiga tugged Kiyoshi's sleeve. "Half right, Sakura is joking" she stated.

[OPOI]

"So, let's go save the twins and your sense of modesty."

Shirou took a look at Forest's rather decrepit state, taking in the blood stains, and the giant tears in her clothing, revealing pale and soft skin to the world. His eyes traced the edges of rags, noting how there was a particular large rip on her chest; if she moved too much they might spill- right, right this was no time to ogle. He shook his head to clear his thoughts, before shrugging to her remark. Well, if she was fine with it, what could he do?

"Alright, if you're sure," he said, grabbing some of the clothes to help out.
"I have a feeling they're going to be pissed I was so long, but can't be helped right," Shirou said as he walked down the corridor. He suddenly stopped in place, eyes taking in the features of the corridor before turning back to Forest, "Right, maybe you should lead the way," he said with a sheepish expression, realising he had no idea where he was.

[Bloble]

"Hollow? Vasto Lorde?"

Axe Cop's frown deepened. He felt like there was something he should've been noticing, but as someone for the most part unable to sense spiritual mumbo jumbo, all he felt was a pulse similar to the first one the ghost woman had released and a faint twinging in his hidden antenna. He vaguely saw some blurry shape in the air, but discarded it. Hallucinations were unprofessional. Just to be sure the woman was really a ghost, he peeked at her around the sides of his sunglasses. Nope, nothing. She was invisible without the ghost goggles that weren't really goggles but just sunglasses with ghost seeing potion on them.

"Look, lady," he growled, completely nonplussed by the sword being pointed at him. "I don't care if you're a Mexican ghost, I'm not letting you off. Now I'm not the kind of cop who assumes all people of foreign nationality are illegal immigrants, but you're not really helping your case here. First off, everyone answers to the law. You, Batman, Goku, God, everyone. Second, threatening an officer is a crime of it's own. Now I get that you're new here so I'll ignore it this once, but then there's this other stuff. I mean, eating people? Being part of a cult that practices cannibalism isn't okay, even if you aren't the one partaking. So if you no comprendo me languo, I'll let you off with a warning this time and repeat myself again."

He pulled a piece of paper from his coat, waving it around. When he spoke again, it was with the kind of voice ordinary people use to communicate with people who don't understand English.

"SEE THIS? THIS IS A GHOST LICENCE."

He stabbed the paper onto the end of the ghost lady's sword, and then stuck a few extra copies there just in case her hand writing was horrible.

"IT'S VALID EVERYWHERE. AMERICA. MEXICO. NOWHERE LAND TOO."

Then Axe Cop mimicked signing an imaginary paper with an imaginary pencil.

"YOU NEED TO SIGN THIS OR YOU ARE A BAD GUY AND I WILL CHOP YOUR HEAD OFF."

[Elf]

Shirou was oggling her. 

Forest's first impulse was to hide.  Even though vampires came with a side of Extra Attractive, Forest knew she wasn't exactly what was considered classically beautiful.  She was too tall, too thin, and too toned.  While she wasn't body builder huge, she definitely had a lot of definition.  Men liked soft curves; she was lean, hard muscle.  Hell, Rin had a bigger bust size than she did, but yet Shirou was discreetly checking her out and getting flustered about it.

Which was admittedly very nice.

Then he helped take some of the clothing from her.  Not that she needed it due to super strength, but the gesture was still a considerate one.  She moved in front of him and said, "Come on, let's go take care of the girls."

She lead him back to the shower that the twins were occupying, pausing to grab an extra couple of towels on the way.  Once they were at the door, Forest knocked and called out, "Clothing service."

******

Archer looked around and noticed that the room that Rin had chosen actually had its own bathroom.  It was a tiny, walk in affair but it had a shower stall, commode (he still didn't like that western twitch of having where you defecated and cleaned yourself in the same room), and sink.  He eyed Rin and said, "You picked one hell of a room, Rin."