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- !event,
- !mission,
- aleksandr "sasha" nikolaevich hell,
- auron,
- biowulf,
- c.a. cupid,
- dave strider,
- dr. rebecca holiday,
- genesis rhapsodos,
- johan andersen,
- john egbert,
- judai yuki,
- kanji tatsumi,
- karkat vantas,
- mihael 'mello' keehl,
- miles edgeworth,
- naoto shirogane,
- nate "near" river,
- six,
- yako katsuragi
[Event Log] Mission #202 - San José
Characters: OPEN to those who signed up for the mission here, assigned to San José
Location: San José, Costa Rica
Rating: Varies
Time: May 29th
Description: It's an evacuation! Get people out of there and keep the kishin eggs off of them!
They arrive to sirens, frantic car horns, and shouting voices. The local police are frantically trying to maintain some sort of order: Between soul-eating monsters, panicked people and worse - people who step forward and swear they can take them on - they have their hands full. They're awfully glad to see you, and are happy to point you in the direction of where they'd last seen monsters.
But there's no need to be pointed, they're everywhere, both old and new as they're attracted by the fear and the promise of a feast of souls. Combined with spiking madness making them inconsolable and the shadows passing overhead - witches here to catch a damn good show and 'help things along' - the people here are in dire straits.
It's your turn, agents! Get the civilians out of there, and give the kishin eggs hell, but don't let a witch spot you!
[Coordination post is right here! Make sure to head your threads with the following format: [CHARACTER(S) | LOCATION | OPEN/CLOSED] Don't forget to tag yourselves in!]
Location: San José, Costa Rica
Rating: Varies
Time: May 29th
Description: It's an evacuation! Get people out of there and keep the kishin eggs off of them!
They arrive to sirens, frantic car horns, and shouting voices. The local police are frantically trying to maintain some sort of order: Between soul-eating monsters, panicked people and worse - people who step forward and swear they can take them on - they have their hands full. They're awfully glad to see you, and are happy to point you in the direction of where they'd last seen monsters.
But there's no need to be pointed, they're everywhere, both old and new as they're attracted by the fear and the promise of a feast of souls. Combined with spiking madness making them inconsolable and the shadows passing overhead - witches here to catch a damn good show and 'help things along' - the people here are in dire straits.
It's your turn, agents! Get the civilians out of there, and give the kishin eggs hell, but don't let a witch spot you!
[Coordination post is right here! Make sure to head your threads with the following format: [CHARACTER(S) | LOCATION | OPEN/CLOSED] Don't forget to tag yourselves in!]
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When they returned, the man seemed puzzled, but his eyes widened at the woman. Could they by change know each other? Naoto shook her head of such trivial matters; they had to get back to ridding Kishin eggs.
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As he raced up the stairs, the two following close behind, he pushed those thoughts out of his head. He had to focus on the task at hand, and who knew what else was hiding in the last upper floors.
When he reached the next floor, he heard... nothing. And felt unsettled. Pausing briefly to take the surroundings in, he prepared himself to knock on another row of doors.
"Sheesh, this ain't creepy at--" The door practically exploded into splinters. Everything happened at once; some thin, spindly humanoid erupting from the room with a shriek, mingled with the screams of the two rescued in surprise. A long-fingered hand, bones jutting from the fingertips almost like claws, wrapped around his neck and pushing him back, pinning him against the adjacent wall. The wind was knocked from his lungs, and for a moment he was disoriented from the force.
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Her eyes widened when it burst open and the egg made its appearance. Of course the couple with them screamed, but that wasn't her priority. Kanji was backed into a wall and their resonance was momentarily distorted as he lost breath. She took control and push the muzzle of the gun directly against the egg's torso and relinquished energy to Kanji.
"Fire!"
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Naoto reacted far better than he, and his arm moved of its own accord, pressing the muzzle against the torso. As the corners of his vision grew fuzzy from the fingers tightening around his neck, threatening to black him out, he heard 'fire' and pulled the trigger- basic call and response being all he could manage the longer he remained like this.
The fingers locked briefly and then released as an explosion of inky blood splattered on the opposite wall, accompanied by a barely-human scream of pain in his face.
Kanji replied in kind, soul sparking in a cleaner manner than he did while they fought Camazotz... with a roar he curled his fingers inward and slammed that fist just above the hole Naoto'd made. That followed was the vague cry of Takeji Zaiten sealed away, a thrum, and thin threads of lightning as he withdrew that hand that flickered out quickly.
It dropped bonelessly.
The Meister coughed once and pointed the gun again for a face shot, other hand shaking off a residual spark or two.
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It was only after the fact that she could look towards him with a small frown.
"Are you alright, Kanji?"
It had tightened its hold briefly on his throat. Had it scratched him when it let go?
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"Yeah. I'll live." He ignored the press marks, the thin scratches that were an angry, dark pink against his skin that had all ready started to burn. He had all four limbs and his life. That was more important right now.
"Bastard made a lotta noise, though. Nothin' else is bumpin' around on this floor, is it?"
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"... I don't see anything. They're probably biding their time like this egg."
She gritted her teeth. Really, the last thing they needed were more Kishin eggs springing out before she could sense their presence. More training was obviously required on her part again.
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"Least there's this and the next floor. Then we can get the hell outta here and regroup with the others. I overheard from some'a the comms here that there are witches around." But it was strange. He didn't feel nervous like he would before. He was getting the inkling that maybe, -just maybe-, they were about ready to go toe to toe with one.
...Even if, as much as he wanted to hunt one down right now, it would cause nothing but problems on all fronts. Naoto wasn't ready for a witch soul yet, and there were way too many things that could go wrong. Sigh.
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"It figures they would be. Considering how they poisoned the water in a similar manner to the time they infected Death City, they're continuing to experiment." She wasn't even considering fighting one. If they did, that would just be another problem.
When her soul actually reverberated back, she was surprised. "... We have a few Kishin eggs on the next floor."
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He took to the stairs, but wasn't racing up the flight like before. "A few, huh? Good. I was gettin' bored."
Which was why he halted the two civilians at the stairwell instead. If there were multiple, he would need as much open space as possible. May as well be the hotel hallway. Once in, he blinked and realized...
"Wait, did I just use Soul Menace and not mess it up!?" Priorities.
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Naoto glanced back at the two civilians, watching as they ducked into a janitor's closet before turning ahead again. The Kishin egg were indeed waiting in the darkness, anticipating their arrival a few feet away from the landing...
"... What?" Naoto raised an eyebrow, but then the other shot up. "Oh. Yes, you did."
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But for now, a few kishin eggs were waiting for him, weren't they? Kanji rolled his shoulders and took off into the dark hallway. He'll just have to make himself bait for these last few, he could take 'em all on: That Soul Descent was channeled into the ground, trembling the wooden floors. But, more importantly, it released the signal of his soul. Hopefully, that wave was appetizing.
If there was one thing he could rely on, it was the mindless hunger of demons.
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Naoto remained silent, letting Kanji make the first move and effectively rattling the ground and the eggs. Her soul followed the wave, getting a better and much faster reading of the floor. Three figures regaining their footing and now scrambling towards the Meister who unveiled his powerful soul. Any soul that desired more strength faster would go after it.
Her eyes flickered and the next round of ammunition was prepared. Just in case, she set aside some energy to encase her blade if he drew it out. "Let's clean up."
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Kanji listened for that telltale click, and with a spark of energy through their link, more ammunition was prepared. His lips twitched into a grin.
"Yes, ma'am!"
With a whirl of the gunblade, bracing it in both hands afterward for balance, he saw no need to keep them waiting. He charged, and wasted no time in getting started.
These bastards had no idea what they were in for.