[Event Log] Mission #202 - San José

[soul_mods]

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!]

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[pishirogane]

Naoto couldn't sigh with relief just yet. As Kanji's soul assaulted the Kishin egg and sent it to the ground, she prepared another bullet to finish it off. Her eyes locked when Kanji pointed her directly at its head, narrowing them as the trigger was pulled.

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?

[topgun_textiles]

The weapon lowered, he looked to the two civilians who seem to have hidden around a corner. With a nod of his head, he signaled that it was safe again and stooped to pick up the red orb left in this kishin egg's place.

"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?"

[pishirogane]

Now she felt a sigh escape, but her eyes still lingered on his neck. Faintly, from this distance, she could make out the markings. Kanji didn't often vocally express pain, but she certainly hoped he wasn't covering up right now.

"... 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.

[topgun_textiles]

"Tch... makes sense. I'll keep these guys close." With that, he turned and gestured for them to follow, but a point to the floor near him should be enough to let them know to stay close no matter what. He offered the soul before he moved on.

"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.

[pishirogane]

Again, she collected the soul, taking away the corruption and adding it with the others. The new energy would take time getting used to; she let her soul resume its scan.

"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."

[topgun_textiles]

"They're always experimenting. If it ain't black blood, it's that triple-M thing they had down in the canyon," he replied bitterly. Though a horrific memory, it was one he wouldn't allow himself to forget.

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.

[pishirogane]

"Yes... the Madness Manipulation Machine." She remembered that episode very well. A number of their friends had been affected by it and for a while, Raidou had avoided contact with many of them.

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."

[topgun_textiles]

"Badass." Well, that was another one for the books. All he needed to do later was report his progress to Dr. Stein and fine-tune his practice. If he could perform the ability while under attack, he was well on his way.

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.

[pishirogane]

Kanji was making progress which was expected after all his work. If she didn't keep working, he would eventually surpass her.

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."

[topgun_textiles]

Hook, line and sinker. He didn't need any senses to know that they'd taken the bait. Their footsteps were thunderous against the floor, and in the dark he could hear wooden doors being slashed open, and animalistic cries of unending bloodlust.

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.