Under his breath, Cirka mumbled thought's spurred on by the douche-y quarter demon's comment. He was, like, 90% sure he wasn't the evil one. [color=6ecff6]"Eye mean, Eye'm [i]me[/i], right? Eye'd know if Eye was evil... Or maybe I was brainwashed? Damn youkai..."[/color] He muttered. That was, before he got hit on the head again by that damn thing. The pink one. He huffed in annoyance and cursed at it silently before listening to it scold him again.

[b]"Stop that! You don't know who's evil and who isn't. Don't make me have to eat you."[/b]

He huffed again and turned his head from her. He couldn't really think of a comeback of any kind, but he wanted it to know he was displeased. Could he really tell who was evil? Hm. He wondered where Okuu went, and why she had shot at him. Sure, they had fought once or twice before, but Cirka was pretty sure whatever sun bullcrap she pulled was against spell card rules. What a dick. 

Because of a sound distinctly like someone clearing their throat, the foolish young man swung his head in the important looking man's direction. Apparently there were some questions being asked that Cirka had missed because he hadn't been paying attention. The boy, continuing to not pay attention, went to go grab his sword, which had been spit out a few meters west. Science man began to talk.

[b]"Ah, so, your questions and concerns. Firstly, 'My Program' is the executable file you had downloaded last night. It has, for lack of a better term, sucked you into this place. To get out, we'll have to export you back into the real world. Unfortunately, we have neither the time for that, nor the resources to protect you while you reach Underground Station Beta. Though, once this is all over, you should have no problem exiting as you wish."[/b] He paused for dramatic effect. Also so the author could space all this text out a little better.

[b]"As for our question, Leander, I didn't chose you [i]specifically [/i] per say. Who exactly is chosen is the purview of Jin Tsung's magic. He... passed away, along with many others."[/b] He managed to say, crestfallen. But, he quickly returned to normal, and even grinned a little. [b]"So I believe the spell may no longer be picking the best and brightest, Ahoho, but I'm sure you will all do fine. I've even created a program to bring you back here to rest up, if your wireframe form ever dies. That is to say, the physical you. As physical as we can get inside a computer, anyways. Just make sure your code doesn't get damaged. It is the very essence of your being, and I am afraid that if you sustain to much..."[/b] He stopped talking.

[b]"I'm sure it will be fine. All of you would you please mind stepping into this portal?"[/b] He asked, before an eerie inky black doorway appeared to his right. [b]"There will be two informed, but new, operatives there when you arrive."[/b] He explained. With that, he began walking off. [b]"Oh, I almost forgot! Nicholas, would you please come with me?"[/b] With a shrug from the mechanic girl, the two walked off. 

Cirka returned to the scene after thoroughly inspecting the sword. It hadn't a scratch on it, seemingly. He guessed it was magic or something, since he was sure the wood had splintered sometime earlier. Once he made his way back to where everybody was, he was surprised to see the team down two members. Ah well, doesn't matter, the evil thing was surely in that blackhole! No screaming this time, surprisingly, just a big glee-filled grin as he went straight through the Dimensional Door.