Don't Cry for Me... [Closed | Mission]

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Characters: Team Red Hot Sexy Ossans Genesis Rhapsodos and Miles Edgeworth
Location: Argentina!
Rating: G for generally sizzling
Time: April 19, all day.
Description: People are turning on against each other in Argentina. It's time for a great mediator/fighter pair to step in!

Unlike other missions that Genesis had gone on before, this one had no particular target mentioned. No defining "ghoul" to watch out for-- just a warning that people had begun to turn on each other, turning into Kishin Eggs themselves.

That element alone was sure to make the entire mission a challenging one. It was bound to test their control, as well as their mediating skills to prevent the proliferation of even more Kishin Eggs. Viewing the chaos before them, Genesis turned to his partner.

"Looks like your ability will be put to the test here. It appears more chaotic than the incident at the carnival."

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Edgeworth hefted the sword in one hand; it was good to know that it was light enough nowadays to be carried with a single hand for a while, when they were not in battle (he really preferred a two-handed grasp when fighting; it gave him more power for each swing). He didn't know how long this uneasy peace would last, however, so he promptly gripped the Weapon in both hands when he stepped into the house.

When the doors closed behind them with a click that echoed in the stillness, the prosecutor paused, then sighed in exasperation. Was their hostess so eager to meet them that she would ramp up the haunted house factor like this? This was so clichéd.

"Really." Edgeworth strode onward without even glancing back at the closed doors behind them, Rapier at the ready.

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Genesis couldn't help but laugh at his partner's reaction to the old haunted house cliche.

"That was kind of expected, wasn't it?"

The old house was completely silent, except for a faint singing coming from the study at one of the rooms on the second floor. It seems that there was a piano playing there, too. Genesis was curious-- if this lady was a Kishin Egg, she must be something else to be able to continue charming men. After all, most of the Kishin he had encountered were all monsters-- deformed in some way or another. He had yet to encounter one who was more human in appearance.

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"Expected, and unnecessary," said Edgeworth tersely as he followed the sound of the music and the singing voice. Not expecting to find a friendly singer, he walked up the stairs as quietly as he could, watching the second floor.

"It seems our hostess has other hobbies besides mesmerizing the townsfolk," he mused, more to himself than to Genesis. Of course, the music could be more than just a hobby.

This house was haunted enough with the presence of a kishin. It didn't need any more silly gimmicks. When they reached the top of the staircase with no issue, Edgeworth gazed out at the front doors from which they had come in case any of their hostess' cohorts decided to chase them down after all.

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Nothing happened, thankfully. So it was truly a showdown between them and the kishin egg. Perhaps her followers were so confident that she would finish them off. But they were going to be proven wrong. Genesis was sure of that.

"A very cultured opponent. It would be a shame to destroy her. But I suppose it can't be helped," Genesis laughed. "Come on now. I have a feeling her minions don't think of us as a total threat. And even if they come in, better to go finish off the boss first before the little fish."

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"Whether she is cultured or not doesn't matter now." Edgeworth didn't intend to stand around listening to music from a monster. The kishin could be a practicing lawyer for all he cared and he would still cut it down without a second thought.

Without further ado, he pushed open the door with one hand, and then opened it all the way. He really didn't care how much noise the door made. After all, he already knew they weren't going to take her by surprise; the advance guard showed that either she knew, or suspected that she would soon be followed by agents of Shibusen. There was no point.

Edgeworth pointed the Rapier as he would his pointer finger in court, right at the only occupant of the room. Already the adrenaline was pumping through his system at the anticipation of another battle. Just another day dispatching monsters in this world in the hopes of getting stronger.

"You have the right to remain silent," he declared.

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The kishin egg slammed down hard upon the piano keys as soon as Edgeworth finished his statement. From behind, it would seem as if she was just some lady in a halter-top white silk gown with blond hair pulled into a neat chignon. But as she turned to face the pair, it was evident that she was not that at all.

In the place of a human face was something akin to a white mask, and as she rose, more of her inhuman features came to light: the dress seemed to be melded into her skin, and her limbs seemed to have an unnatural length and slimness-- almost as if she was some kind of living mannequin. At first, it didn't seem as if she would be that much of a threat, but when one of her unnaturally long arms suddenly extended and shot out at the pair like a spear, it became clear what she was capable of.

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Edgeworth winced at the discordant noise; such a sound was never pleasant to hear. And when the woman turned to show her face, he swallowed and his fingers on the Rapier tensed. Before he could act, one of her arms suddenly shot out, and Edgeworth gave a yell as he leaped aside, sprawling onto the dusty floor. Luckily he didn't let go of the Weapon.

Gritting his teeth at the sensation of impact and keeping himself from reacting too much, he scrambled to get up again, facing their opponent - the elusive woman who had charmed so many men to fight for her. With both hands now on the hilt of the broadsword, Edgeworth ran forward, Weapon poised to cleave Eva diagonally.

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Genesis had to admit that he still wasn't that used to having a partner who was less graceful in battle, but he supposes that it's the little trade-off for having a Meister with a mind that's tough against madness and could provide logic to temper his strong feelings.

But Edgeworth's not so graceful evade aside, Genesis let their resonance flare up as they moved to slide her diagonally. Unfortunately, though, this Kishin Egg seemed to be more slippery than expected. She darted away from their attack then tried to counter with a swipe of one of her long limbs.

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Edgeworth felt their resonance flare into life and helped fan the flames, so to speak, as he watched their opponent move nimbly away. When she swiped at them, he raised the Rapier to counter the strike quickly, sliding backward slightly from the force of the blow but this time managing to keep his balance. He considered his options - if they set fire to her now, they could burn the entire room with her and put themselves in danger. Not a good idea.

So he broke away from her, leaped back and circled, looking for another opening.

Perhaps if he chopped her limbs off first...

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Although the Kishin Egg did seem to have intelligence, it was still a creature that was mostly running on instinct. And that was most clearly seen in the way it fought. As soon as Edgeworth leaped away, it extended its limbs to shoot towards the man and try to catch him.

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This time, now that he knew what the monster was capable of, Edgeworth could sidestep and evade the next time her limbs stretched out toward him. After sidestepping, he twisted and brought the Rapier down onto her limbs in the hopes of slicing them clean off with a yell.

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As expected, it was a clean cut and the Kishin Egg howled in pain as it lost the very weapons it had against the two. Now, this was the moment the two had been waiting for. With no way to defend herself or attack in retaliation, all that was left for the two to do was to simply end it.

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This is it!

Edgeworth didn't hesitate. As the kishin egg cried out, he charged forward, concentrating on delivering the killing blow. She attempted to dodge and screeched as the prosecutor closed in on her, but to no avail. The kishin kicked out at him, but missed. The last thing she would ever see was the shining red blade, and the last thing she would hear was Edgeworth shouting as he slashed her from her left shoulder all the way to her right side.

"Take that!"

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It was quite the glorious sight: with that one slash, the kishin egg was cut cleanly and burst into flames until all that was left of her were ashes and that one red egg-like soul where she once stood.

Genesis transformed out of his weapon form then, and moved towards the egg. As he usually did, he took it by its tail of sorts, and ate it. He tended to make sure no one really watched the actual eating. He thought of it as a really nasty thing to do. But someone has to do it.

"That was a good finish, Edgeworth."

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Whether or not Genesis wanted to do it covertly, Edgeworth had no plans of watching. Instead, he was more interested in catching his breath; that was a real adrenaline rush and thankfully, it all ended much earlier than he expected, which was always a good thing. Another good thing was that at least her flames didn't spread out all over the house and cause an inferno he and his partner would have to escape from.

"As long as we finish her off before she finishes us off, I would call it a victory." Any finish, in the end, was a finish and was what they wanted.

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"All right then, we ought to return to Shibusen. Hopefully now that the Kishin Egg is gone, the town should become more peaceful."

Genesis then began walking towards the manor's exit, letting Edgeworth follow at his own pace as they made their way back to the mirror through which they came through.

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"And we wouldn't need to fight our way out of a horde of thugs," Edgeworth added distastefully, as if touching any of those men was a sure way of catching a terrible disease. He gave the scene of the battle one last look, making sure the place had no more surprises, then followed Genesis out.

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((ooc: Mission end? C8 ))

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[Mission end, aw yes.]