[b][center]Sage, Skai, Yugeto Collab[/center][/b]
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Julian had heard the commotion coming from the bar and he frowned as he saw Kisheto take a hostile hand to the back of his head. [i]'Oh boy...'[/i] he thought. Looking at the woman who was obviously enraged at Kisheto, Julian smiled at his two new friends and excused himself before promptly walking over towards the scene of the quarrel. "Whoa, whoa, what'dya say Kish? Pardon him, my friend, he often speaks before thinking, but he is good of heart; this, I promise." Julian smiled at the woman who was obviously a foreigner. Her tropical culture was revealed with every word she said, but the way she looked at Kisheto with an angry eye caused Julian to chuckle softly. "Are you from Henele, by any chance?" he asked with a coy smile.

Kiara eyed the stranger as he attempted to give an excuse for the fool's actions. She looked him up and down, sizing him up in case she needed to smack him as well. She'd been about to do so before the newcomer spoke. Her brows furrowed, taken off guard by the question. Usually the Leginians mistook her as a foreigner from Caliosa, but obviously this man had a bit more culture than the citizens in Kell. The coy smile of his seemed to derail her previously angry thoughts. She stuck her chin out a little, trying not to lose her steam. "Yea'," she said. Kisheto sighed as he felt her relax just a bit, but he still felt confused as to why she had gotten so mad at him. Julian nodded and sat down on the other side of Kiara, "That's amazing, yula. How long's it been since yah went home? I heard it's just gorgeous!" Yugeto watched the scene quietly. Clearly Julian had this situation under control, but Yugeto felt a little bad about Kisheto's apparently failed attempts at impressing the girl.

Kiara slowly returned to her seat, watching him closely. "I last went in de summah before my junior year in high school. Yes, it's a beautiful place." Kisheto looked at the woman and smiled, "It's a beautiful accent, too. I didn't mean to offend, miss." Julian looked to the boy and then back, "Yeah, why destroy a friendship before it's born, hm? My name is Julian Drake. Our friend here is Kisheto, and that guppy right thea' is Yugeto," he said pointing towards the silver-haired individual. Yugeto nodded silently at Julian's acknowledgment of him as he faced Kiara. "It's very nice to meet you." Yugeto spoke, measuring the situation delicately. He would leave Kisheto to speak to Kiara; he made sure not to speak too much as to let Kisheto get the time he needed with Kiara to become friendly with her. Kiara turned to look at the silver-haired one and nodded before turning back to the bar. She took the drink she had ordered and took a sip before looking to Julian. "My name is Kiara Riel. I'm a medical student at Kell University." She then gestured towards Kisheto. "Why is this yute hea' always pompasettin?" Julian chuckled softly, and Kisheto simply frowned as he looked back and forth between him and the woman. "It's just the way he is, the fool," he stated lightly with a wink to Kisheto. Kisheto sighed and looked away, feeling he had destroyed his chances with the woman. [i]'That bastard! How does he do this?'[/i] Julian began reaching for his pouch as he spoke again: "Actually, Kisheto you're from Vantus, right?" Turning back to Kiara, he smiled, "Fact of the matter is, Vantus and a lot of other coastal Valiran states are largely descendants of Islanders. Caliosa, Henele, some of the Thayes strips, a little bit of Peje, and a lot of Lumos. It's said they all migrated to Leginia and are the first founders of Valira. So young yulo here is actually a brothah." 

Kiara raised an eyebrow, processing his logic. "Is that so?" She asked, glancing over at Kisheto. "In Henele we treat everyone as if they were family, but respect is key." She nodded to Kisheto. "I can forgive you for misusing your words." Kisheto smiled and nodded, choosing not to speak this time. Julian had managed to pull out two more joints and displayed them to his group, "Here, why don'tchu take a trip back to the tropics, hm? Spark it up with my brothah here. Me and Yugeto will burn this one." ----------------------------Kiara turned to Julian and spoke with a sly smile. "You know exactly what ta do to make this whole dilema fade away," she purred as she took her joint. Julian smiled and lit her joint with two fingers before turning to Yugeto and passing him the joint. Kisheto smiled as he noticed Kiara holding the joint. [i]'Holy shit, I got another shot![/i]'. He had to force himself not to smile when he looked at her.

Kiara took a hit off of the joint and closed her eyes, letting the smoke give her lungs a light burn before she slowly released it into the air in swirls around her. She slowly opened her eyes and looked over at Kisheto, holding the joint out to him. She smirked lightly. Kisheto took the joint and looked at it, "Well I got a lot done, didn't I? First drink, first smoke. I just hope I'm doing this right, I wasn't so sure..." he said as he scrutinized the joint and brought it up to his lips. He took the hit and scrunched up his face to focus as he stared at the end tip of the joint. Upon blowing out the smoke, he fell into a coughing fit, and though he tried to speak, he was constantly cut off by a rather humorous bout of coughing. Kiara's laugh jingled through the bar as she watched him cough. She took the joint from him and took another hit. "I see dis is yah first time?" Kisheto nodded with a reddened face. His voice was low and raspy, "Didn't really have the chance back in-" he stopped abruptly, "Um, back at the academies..." he said, not wanting to give away his past. "So you're a medical student huh? Hows it been in spite of... y'know... everything," he said as he hit the joint.

Kiara tilted her head to the side, raising an eyebrow. "Well, this whole fallen wall catastrophe has really put this city on edge. Dese hosts are too much trouble for de world. I pity the military for their failure. I can't begin to count how many injured soldiers I've worked on dat have been flown in from de wall. What hosts have done to them is horrifying." She took another hit of the joint before holding it out to him once more. Kisheto frowned and nodded as he took the joint; he could feel the effects kicking in. "Yeah but... what if... what if the hosts are the good guys? Y'know? What if the military is wrong and the hosts are different, I mean, shit, have you ever seen one?" he asked. Kiara laughed softly. "Question de military?" She huffed. "Good luck with dat, yulo." She frowned. "I thank de spirits dat I haven't had a run-in with a host. Dey are nothing but bodies being used for de spirit's wishes. It sounds horrifying."

Kisheto shrugged, "My father always told me... everyone writes their own story. Similarly, no one can see the world for you but your own two eyes." He smiled and looked to Kiara, "I leave some room for hope, y'know?" Kiara smiled softly, taking the joint from him and hitting it. "I suppose dat is a good idea, but I still think that these hosts are bad news." She sipped her drink to calm her burning throat.

Yugeto took a long drag from the joint Julian had lit for him, pleasantly smiling as he blew the smoke out calmly. "Remember when you found me at that abandoned skymall? Before you knew I was a target? That inner tranquility and trust you have for people is awesome, Julian. Dangerous, of course, but awesome. I always thought you were a cool dude, my man." Julian smiled and leaned against the bar, "Aye, I do remember that, brothah. It's crazy to imagine that in that little time, we've become the most valuable allies we have. It's even crazier to think how many different turns our paths could have taken up until the now... And make me the mad man for sayin' this, brothah, but... I feel like we're on the right path despite it all. Especially with one another, yeah?" Yugeto nodded. "Of course, my man. So many other things could've happened, but we found a great path. At least with one another, I wouldn't want it any other way." Yugeto looked distantly to the door, sighing. "I can't say the same about our lives; think about the friends we've lost on the way here. I don't know if I can handle having people so close to me, only to lose them. I know I've got you and Kish though; you two are my best friends." Yugeto said genuinely to Julian. He had a deep need for reassurance after the recent events that had happened, and an innate feeling forewarned him that things would get much more complicated than which path was the right one.

Julian took a deep breath and stared forward, letting his eyes almost close as his thoughts spilled out. "We have lost many, hm? We've come from a dark abyss, this far. But... it's not where we're from, but where we're going, yeh? And wherever we [i]do[/i] go, I promise we'll end up getting there togethah'."

Julian and Yugeto had been smoking and relaxing when Julian felt a strange sensation. He felt the previous waves of worry and danger creep back up on his conscience and he took a sly look around. The bouncers were speaking to each other, and the environment was slowly growing more suspenseful. The stopping of traffic and loud banging of carriage doors confirmed his suspicion. Turning to Kisheto, he tapped his shoulder and whispered to him and Yugeto, "I think this place is about to get a bust. We should dip before they lay the whole place."

As he said this, a commotion on the other side confirmed his suspicion. The VIP bar tenders closed their tabs and began ushering people to the back of the room, telling everyone to stay where they were. Julian heard the voice of guards in the other section of the pub and he tensed up: Kell was a bad place to get caught with marijuana. 

Yugeto extinguished the clip of the joint, tossing it to Julian to cinder and dispose of; Julian simply pressed the joint between his fingers and reduced it to smoke and ash using heated fingertips. Yugeto then pushed past the crowd towards the alternate exit with Julian behind him.

Kiara sat at the bar, her mind fuzzy as she noticed Julian and Yugeto stand. She furrowed her brows. "Where is everybody going?" She slurred a little.

The sound of doors being thrown open caused many to stir within the bar. "K.G.P, ALRIGHT PEOPLE, COUGH IT UP!" came the loud, powerful voice of whatever authority stood at the main entrance. 

Kisheto felt Julian's hand grab his arm and pull him to his feet. He stared at Kisheto as he was dragged to the entrance of the VIP lounge. The door was kicked open right as they neared it, and Julian had to force his way out, as the policemen tried to secure the area. While the trio made it out of the building rather sneakily, the policemen inside began taking out handcuffs.

One after another, certain individuals who had been arguing with the various authorities, were cuffed as their verbal warrant was deliver via comms. Two police officers who were speaking to a bar tender looked at Kiara as the bar tender pointed to her. Kiara noticed the cops and felt a delayed, dull feeling that she should run, but was unable to respond quickly. The police officers frowned and began walking towards her, pointing at the joint that she was holding.

"You know what this is. You have the right to re-" Kiara's senses suddenly snapped back to normal as the officer began to read the treacherous words to her. Her eyes widened in fear and she stuck the joint into her drink and attempted to bolt, pushing the officer aside. The officer cursed as he fell onto a table, and his partner instantly dashed off behind Kiara whilst calling to other guards. Kiara only had enough time to burst out of the bar before five guards positioned on a parked carriage charged her. Two instantly shoved her to the ground hard while a third ran forward and grabbed her wrist, yanking her to her feet. He twisted her arm to keep her from squirming as he placed the first cuff on her wrist. Kiara let out a little whimper of pain, dazed from all of the pushing and pulling. Panicked thoughts ran through her mind. Her reputation as a medical student would be ruined, now. With the record of possesion, her whole life would be thrown off course, following what she predicted to be a minimum of five years. All because of some smooth-talking men and their weed.

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Yugeto looked behind the trio, relieved that they had escaped the scene. "It's great we all got out of there." Yugeto said to the crew, before looking back again. "Wait...is that Kiara over there?" Yugeto motioned to the helpless girl being apprehended by police. Kisheto whipped around and squinted as he saw them take her down.

The officer squeezed her arm up in the armbar and spat his orders out, "GET THIS ONE IN THE CARRIAGE, get some back up, these people are getting rowdy." He then turned to Kiara. "Shoulda thought before fucking with the law," he said. Kiara burst into tears, the high not helping her control herself anymore than the panic settling inside of her. "I'm a medical student! It was prescriptive! Just listen, please!" She cried, wincing as the officer twisted her arm a little too far. "I can't go to jail!" The officer pulled her towards him and pushed her towards the carriage, banging her body onto the vehicle brutally. "Shut it already, DAMN! They all say the SAME old shit."

Kisheto frowned and turned around, "Aw, hold the fuck up..." he said under his breath as he began walking towards them. Yugeto put a hand to Kisheto's chest. "Listen bro, I respect your passion and care, but if we go in there we're going to get caught; if we get caught, we get revealed. If we get revealed, this whole city closes in on us. It'll be much more different from Sovereign, seeing as how this is a functioning city and we have no Golden Mercs to back us up this time. Besides, the last thing Ishigo wants is to attract attention; think about how he'd feel if we got ourselves in this altercation in the first place, my dude."

Kisheto looked to Yugeto and then back at Kiara, whose sobs only furthered Kisheto's anger. "Fuck it, b, she's not going to jail," he said, pushing Yugeto's hand away. Yugeto backed off, respecting his friend's motivation as he knew Kisheto would and had before.

Nearing the group of five officers, Kisheto rolled up his sleeves and cracked his knuckles. "YO! What the fuck you think you're doing? She's with us, man, let her go." The guard shot a confused glance at Kisheto and then at Kiara. "Ohhhkay... runt, so you three are accomplices, then?" he said. Kisheto cocked his head back, "Fuck you mean?! Either you hop off, or I hop in."

The officer grunted, "Ok, calling in a 22, we've got multiple citiz-"

Kisheto clapped his hands together, "Alrighty then, he's made his decision!" He then dashed forward with insane speed and threw his right leg over in a curved kick to the head. It hit spot on and the officer fell backwards, releasing his grip on Kiara. The four other guards instantly reached for their shock batons, and Kisheto began releasing a flurry of punches and kicks that stampeded their defenses. One officer attempted to swing the baton at Kisheto's leg, but Kisheto simply jumped and grabbed the man's arm, using his weight to bring the guard down. He then rolled forward and snapped the man's arm, causing him to scream in pain. Kisheto then spun up and delievered an uppercut to another guard, feeling his jaw crack under his fist's might. Kisheto felt a shock baton jab into the right side of his neck and he fell to the ground spazzing. "F-FUCCCKKKKKK.... acKKK...ugh...." he gagged as he struggled to feel his body. A second baton slammed into his hip and he felt a crippling pain inside him. A third, then fourth, then fifth baton slammed into his body and Kisheto felt a light headedness overtake him. 

His body was then lifted and slammed into the vehicle, and he could feel an officer attempting to cuff him. Kisheto's vision was fading, and he could barely notice Kiara once again being slammed against the carriage next to him. The sound of sirens filled the air as four more carriages appeared. Kisheto sighed; there was no other option.

He channeled his spirit to his left arm and focused his breathing, trying to regain control of his physical body. He quickly looked to Kiara, "Bad news, huh?" he said with a wink before thrusting his arm backwards, causing the officer to fly off it. He then balled his fist and slammed it into the carriage, "BOOM!" he yelled as the impact caused a golden flash to completely engulf his body. It also caused a small golden explosion where his fist hit, and the carriage was tossed away, in front of the other four carriages. Kisheto's body burst into an aether aura, and as the golden light faded, it revealed a shimmering energy pulsating on both of his hands and eyes.

Kiara gasped in shock, her eyes widening as she watched Kisheto reveal his true self. She tensed in the officers grip, frightened for the lives of those in the street. Yet, deep down, she realized that Kisheto was defending her. Her tears had stopped due to the shock, and she could only watch the scene before her in fear.

The officers were awestruck and they didn't have time to react as Kisheto dashed at the officer holding Kiara. His speed was amazing; he left a light orange trail as his aether-dashed towards the guard and slammed his hand into the man's hip. The guard was thrown about twenty feet forward, and Kisheto grabbed Kiara, pulling her to his side of the impact. He then nudged her towards Julian and Yugeto before turning back to the amassing group of guards, some of which were on their communications. The area around them turned into a chaotic scene, as citizens scrambled and screamed while running away.

Yugeto brought his hand to his forehead, scrunching it in annoyance. "This is going to be a pain in the ass, Jules." He said sternly. "We aren't jumping in unless we have to; if the people see more than one host, we're screwed. An isolated incident is best, and Kish will slip out of this with relative ease, I know it." Kiara stumbled backwards as Kisheto nudged her, still frozen in fear. She tugged on her cuffs, her first instinct telling her to run. People were being injured left to right, and it seemed as if Kisheto wasn't being harmed at all. She feared for the lives around her, and even for her own life, even if Kisheto was keeping her from going to jail.

[i]'Let's see what this is all about....'[/i] Kisheto said as he stood alone, facing the group with no sign of fear. The guards began backing up while another wave of officers proceeded with riot shields and shock batons. Kisheto held his hands up and focused his spirit on his palms. He stared at them as they began to shiver at the immense build up of energy. [i]'Shit... now I'm REALLY playing with fire....'[/i] he thought as he felt a great unstablity in the force that brewed within his palms.

The gathered, spiritual energy created a deep humming sound that filled the area. Kisheto then raised his hands above him, creating a gold, swirling ball of energy above him. It trembled as it grew bigger and bigger, until it was about the size of an excercise ball. Kisheto took a deep breath and focused. He took one last moment to look the frightened officers in their eyes before smirking "Yup, fresh outta Sovereign."

He then thrust his hands forward, and the Aether sphere was launched towards the group, exploding right as it hit the first shield. A huge burst of energy nearly destroyed everything at the impact site, and the officers were blown away, though only two were fatally damaged. The carriages were tipped and the road churned under the wake of the golden energy. Kisheto staggered backwards as the force of the explosion even reached him.

He wiped his forehead and then turned back. "I think.... I think we should run...." he said in his intoxicated state.

Yugeto ran towards Kisheto, pulling him back and tossing him towards Kiara. "Take the girl and run, now! Julian and I will meet you where we landed." Yugeto said to his friend before taking ethereal form and speeding off towards the shuttle. Kisheto nodded as he heard Yugeto's voice and dashed towards Kiara while Julian turned into his smoke form, flying off after Yugeto. Kiara's eyes were wide in shock, still frozen from where she had stumbled to a stop. Her mouth opened her mouth to protest against going anywhere else with these men, but she didn't have enough time for one word. Kisheto shrugged as he ran at her, "Yell at me later," he said as he dove at her, swooping her up by the legs and then running forward. As he neared a nearby building, he focused his spirit once more, and jumped upward, leaving a golden flash where his feet left the ground. His body (and Kiara's) soared about forty feet up and over the roof of the bar. He hit the roof and immediately burst into an insanely speedy dash forward, dodging and free running through and over rooftop obstacles. When he hit a wall or another building, he charged up his spirit and leapt up high over it, climbing higher and higher along the skyline. He could sense Yugeto flying through and around the buildings to his left, with Julian keeping a healthy pace in behind of him. 

"WE NEED A PLACE TO LAY LOW! WANNA HEAD BACK TO THE SHUTTLE?!" he called out to Yugeto, still running along with his pace. Kiara shut her eyes tightly, gripping Kisheto with all her might. "PUT ME DOWN!" She cried, frightened that this fool would drop her. "You [i]fool[/i], you'll get us KILLED!" Kisheto felt her squeeze on his neck and nearly choked. "ACK! Calm down woman! I'm not putting you down until we find a safe place, so just... hang on!" Kiara buried her face into the back of his shoulder, terrified of the growing distance between herself and the ground. These idiots were going to get her killed. "Bordering the east side of Kell is a private community of houses!" She yelled into his back. "Go to number 113 and you'll be safe!" She moved to grip his shoulders tighter. "[i]Please hurry[/i]!"

Kisheto smiled and nodded. "I gotchu, girl, don't worry." He then turned to the puff of smoke flying in front of him, "Y'heard that Jules?! 113! C'mon!"