Cross Effects 3.0 - June 23, 2016—April 02, 2018

[yinsukin]

Medaka Kurokami

Before she could get a reaction out of Shinobu, a man called out to her.  "This is a shop, not a barnyard."  The man's voice was so naturally commanding that it immediately drew her attention.  He was fairly muscular with a manly white mane.  Just looking at him, Medaka could tell he was a warrior of sorts or at the very least he had the heart of one.

But none of that mattered at the moment.

The young vampire sprung over to the man, jumping off of the metal bar and landing next to his leg.  Then, she purred, rubbing one side of her back on his leg. "Meow!"  She said.  Her acting got a little better.

[Kotomine_Rin]

Lorenzo Remei

"Pffffffffft! Bwahahahaha, that's the spirit! That's pretty ballsy for a couple of hostages!!" Lorenzo suddenly roared, giving them both a good old friendly slap on the back and hugging them closer to him. This was just too good, gutsy lads like them were always fun to have around.

"Next time you make threats like that, I won't be so nice about it."


Methuselah

The dark lord gasped in horror at the sight of the mighty beast. Its terrifying gesture was so frightening, even he couldn't help but shiver. Would that beast gouge his own eyes, such threats were enough to make any man run for their lives. Overwhelmed by fear, he subconsciously shed his wretched shell and revealed his true, terrible dark form. By then, he noticed the dragon was long gone.

"H-hey! Come back! Dammit!" He cried out, banging at the ground to summon it back. Grrr, damn lizard! He didn't have time for this, darkness enveloped his arms and he began to dig away at the ground furiously, smashing the holes further and further with darkness in order to devour a path and carve a tunnel straight for the dragon.

[yinsukin]

Joe

Joe blinked.  “Did you just say hostage?”

[Kotomine_Rin]

Lorenzo Remei

"Nah, just kidding. Do I look that mean?" He answered flatly.

[Elf]

Rin

Rin jumped as Lorenzo slapped her back and hugged both her and Joe close to them.  Then the pirate had the audacity to call them hostages?  She was about to call upon the water around them when he said he was kidding.

Rin smiled, and then caused a small spray of water to geyser up and then letting it fall so some of it splashed into the boat.  "I can be that mean," Rin said as she slid from Lorenzo's grasp.

[yinsukin]

Joe

“I don’t know.”  Joe answered honestly.  Again, it was pretty weird for the pirate's bony arms to feel warm.  Just then, a water geyser sprouted up from the lake, splashing the boat"I can be that mean,"  The timing was too perfect.

Joe's jaw dropped.  He looked at his date with curiosity.  “Was that magic?  Did you use magic?”  He said somewhat frantically while following her out of the pirate's hug.

[Kotomine_Rin]

Lorenzo Remei

"Shit!" He cried out bashfully like a deflowered maiden, jumping back in fear from the evil, evil witch. "You wouldn't dare... that's inhuman! You're a monster, a deranged all destructive monster!!"

[Elf]

Rin

Rin looked at Joe, sighed and said, "Technically it's magecraft.  Magic is something completely different."  She then shrugged as Lorenzo cried out and jumped back in fear.

"Oh, that's just the tip of the iceberg.  You noticed you didn't get wet, right?" Rin asked with that evil smile as she took a step closer to him.  "That was a warning.  I told you not to touch me again, and then you said we were your hostages?  Sorry, but I'm not taking that sort of treatment from a skeleton pyromaniac pirate."

[yinsukin]

Joe

“Thats cool”  Joe said with a sort of simple pleasure.  When she hid some stuff earlier, I thought she was secretly a monster or something.  I can deal with this.


With gentle steps, he followed behind Rin, finally grabbing her hand as he went back beside her.  "Is uhh there anything else you want to tell me?  He said, looking into her pretty blue eyes with a gentle smile.  He turned to the skeleton, giving him a more detached look.  "You are going to fess up too.  I want to know where you came from."  He said bluntly.

It was a lot easier to trash talk the pirate knowing Rin was here.

[Kotomine_Rin]

Lorenzo Remei

D-devil! Witch! Fiend!

Lorenzo pouted, folded his arms and turned away.

"Bah! Not telling you."

[Thedoctor]

Shinobu

The elder vampire didn't let her surprise show at the tall man's sudden interuption. Why would a stranger suddenly approach like this? Considering what they'd been doing no ordinary person would do that. Could it be that he had some motive for it, it could be that he knew of them from someone. But there was something...The vampire's golden eyes stared at him for a long a time before a single word was uttered.

"Anvils."

[Kotomine_Rin]

Vanguard

Vanguard looked down at the woman with utter disgust. Was she insane? She had to be, to crawl before him like a degraded beast. A disgusting insect like this was begging to be trampled.

"Don't touch me." He said before kicking her in the face, stomping on her repeatedly with massive strength, crushing the ground beneath her head with the might of a stone avalanche. After three times, he left a bloody crater and kicked her away in the stomach with the force of a van smashing into her guts.

He wouldn't even acknowledge the other one's word, its stupidity might be contagious.

"Like I said, this isn't a barnyard. There are people trying to peacefully buy their clothes, leave your cretin displays where others can't witness them, mule! If you're going to behave like an animal, go die like one. Don't you have something you should be looking for?"

[Aiden]

Forest

The room now reeked of blood, cordite, sulfur, and semen. 

The ancient teenager looked at the four unconscious poison peddlers lying on a lump on the floor.  Each of the front of their pants sported a wet spot, but other than that and a few bruises they were pretty much unmarked.  They'd awaken a little woozy; she'd made sure to take enough blood to weaken them and make them more compliant.

It was also the best meal she had since Gadreel in the dressing room, except no where near as enjoyable. 

There was nothing sacred in this blood taking; it wasn't given freely and Forest had taken it in vengeance.  She had done it out of spite.  They had wanted to get off with her so she just gave them their wish, just not in the way they were imagining.

She kicked Spit-Roast Guy in the gut out of spite, more of a light tap and he grunted in his sleep.  In her feeding she managed to get the combination of the safe they had here to store their cash.  The drugs she'd give to the cops, but she was going to keep some cash to use as capitol for her club.

She stretched, any trace of gunshot wounds completely healed, and grabbed the shot gun.  It hadn't been fired and between the lot of them there was still enough ammo to fill a clip and have a spare in one of the pistols.  It seem like they favored .40 Glocks.  She heard her student, Quinn Frost, genius dhampire and "Dear Detective", snort in her head before he ran down the reasons why a .9mm Glock was better than the .40.  Mainly due to the fact that the .40 and .45 models could have defects that were very dangerous for the shooter, defects that for some reason the .9mm didn't have.

There was the matter of the person doing the ultra-violence upstairs.  If they were a cop or vigilante, like her, she didn't want to get into a confrontation.  So, she tied up the four idiots using their suit jackets and debated calling out.

"Works with bears," she muttered to herself before shouting, "Hey, you having a bit of a party upstairs, can you hear me?"

Petra

It was a blessing that it was so dark here. Hits from clubs and punches didn't faze her in slightest. While for instance Martha was known for her great strength, Petra's endurance was remarkable even among her fellows. So she had no problem with taking hits and retaliating like a human sized juggernaut, smacking them more with the butt of her weapon. After all, who could see her?

Somebody was shouting in the distance, but she couldn't make out what they were shouting about. And she was busy dealing with small fries now anyway.

Liam

Incidentally, Liam had perfect vision in utter darkness. He was seeing some very interesting fighting from Petra when he wasn't completely focused on beating down his share of the bozos. If he were younger he'd have stopped and gawked, or been distracted by the person downstairs trying to get their attention. Instead all he did was bring a bat to a guy's knee and say, "Almost done!" in what was a perfectly reasonable tone of voice.

You know, before the screams of pain kicked in. Those were gonna last a while; this must have been half the building's worth of thugs. "Ah, quit your bellyachin', pal. You're just under arrest, not six feet under."

"Son of a bitch!" one of them cried out.

"You kiss your mother with that mouth?" He broke the other knee for that, just to be safe. Then he turned to where he knew Petra was. "Think you can find a light switch or somethin'?"

[Aiden]

Lucy

So she proudly led her angel around towards a store. Absolutely shameless too. Lucy didn't even offer him his coat back. Instead, she just began to talk as the walked. "You know, you don't have much utility, Gadreel. Any of the angels from home could have dressed themselves real easy even if they were fallen."

Gadreel

For propriety's sake he used the skeletal pirate's coat to cover his genitalia. It did not truly concern him, but he wished to show some consideration for the humans around them. More concerning was the Adversary's insistence on provoking him. It was a struggle not to become defensive on the matter, and that merely because his typical self-control felt frayed in her presence.

"I had to put aside my power when I chose exile over repentance or execution. You witnessed a glimpse of it earlier." He was still feeling terrible for the loss of it in such a short time.

[Panda]

Michael

"Curiosity, for the most part," the immortal said, "Though coincidence was allowed me the opportunity. Of course, your skill was what kept my attention. It's been a while since I've met someone of your caliber with a blade."

Granted, I hadn't gotten around to starting up another swordsmanship school back home and none of the existing ones had put forth a particular interesting group, but that's besides the point.

That aside, her reply made the immortal wonder if she'd already caught on, the thought brightening that spark of hope Michael was feeling. All the same, he saw no reason to go out of his way to confirm this or otherwise overreach.