[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Kmuw0IG.png[/img] [color=FF8C00] RANK 5 (4/50 EXP, holding 1 level)[/color] [color=F92a2a]Level 2 (XP: 1/20)[/color] [b]Twilight Town[/b][/center] Seeing how little of what he said stuck with Tora, Raz's explanation of his psychic capabilities trailed off. [color=FF8C00]"Uhh, nevermind. Thanks anyways,"[/color] he said, awkwardly putting a bit of distance between them as everyone headed towards the docks. In spite of the stumble Raz's hopes were pretty high still. This seemed like a big deal, the [i]entire[/i] team meeting up for what seemed like the first time in a while. He hadn't even met the rest yet! Would any of them question his being there, or would they have gotten used to random stragglers joining the cause? Was he hoping for too much that he'd be singled out? Not that he was the only newbie on board or anything. Not to mention that, once the Seekers' ship neared Twilight Town and tied off at the docks, everyone was a bit more interested in greeting old friends than the short kid they didn't know. Raz didn't mind, though. He was more than content with sticking closer to the outskirts of the group and seeing what other sorts were part of this group. They were all pretty varied individuals, 'strange' as some might say, but Raz wasn't as quick to judge. People just looked how they looked. More proactive in mingling with the crowd was one Wonder Red, who made a pretty quick beeline to Commander Nelson as soon as he was spotted. [color=F92a2a]"Commander,"[/color] Red began, [color=F92a2a]"there's been a development I think you should be aware of."[/color] Red pulled up his Unite Morph specs... which... they would totally have access to, somewhere, probably. Maybe in the pendant. And pulled up the schematics for one very different Morph. [center][hider=Power Get!][b][color=00aeef]Unite Sword[/color]:[/b] Wonder Red now has access to the signature Morph of fellow Wonderful One, Wonder Blue - the [i]Unite Sword![/i] It's everything you could want in a sword; long, sharp, and pointy. Much like any Morph it becomes larger and more powerful as it forms out of more individuals. It also has the capability of absorbing lightning and deflecting beam-like attacks.[/hider][/center] [color=F92a2a]"I'm not sure what this means exactly, sir. The way this world of Galeem works... could it mean that Wonder Blue is..."[/color] He let the sentence go unfinished. [color=F92a2a]"Have any of the other Wonderful Ones gotten this morph?"[/color] Whatever Nelson's thoughts on the matter were, Red didn't want to linger on the possibilities for long, so afterwards he turned his attention to the impromptu meet-and-greet proposed by Peach. And the first one to take up the spotlight following her was Big Band. What impressed Wonder Red the most was how similar a lot of worlds turned out to be. Much like himself and the Wonderful One-Double-Oh, Big Band was an ordinary citizen that chose to take up arms, to protect his world from a dangerous enemy. At least, that's what Red assumed - better to be optimistic about things after all. And being made out of instruments didn't lessen his expectations, too. Red's seen soldiers fight with much stranger techniques before. After Big Band was Tora, quickly followed by Poppi. The two had been working pretty closely, Red noted earlier, but to think that one created the other? That was some impressive technical prowess. Red made a mental note to bring this up for discussion with the Commander at a later time. Maybe Tora and Professor Shirogane could trade research notes and provide some much needed support to the Wonderful Ones while they were here. When it was Nadia's turn, she'd find herself bombarded by questions from Raz, gloved hand raised high as he bounced up and down for attention. [color=FF8C00]"Excuse me, excuse me, Ms. Fortune? When you say you can 'split apart' does that mean literally, or that you can separate into individual, smaller versions of yourself? Is it only specific sections of your body or can it be anything, like, can you split your body in half length-wise, front and back? What happens to all the blood? Can you control your parts once they're split up? Is it a mental practice? If it is a mental practice, could you teach me sometime?"[/color] Realizing that his verbal barrage had taken up more time than Nadia's whole introduction, Raz decided he might as well be the next one up since most everyone's eyes were on him anyway. He gave a meek wave as he approached the picnic bench, climbing up onto its seat in front of everyone. [color=FF8C00]"Hi there, everybody! My name's Razputin Aquato, but you can all call me Raz. I'm what's known as a Psychonaut - agent number 371, parentheses, Junior Division - trained in the arts of psychic combat, protection, and extrasensory manipulation, all in service of exploring the [i]mental realm.[/i]"[/color] He took a stance, knees bent and fingers to his temples, in an effort to look really cool. [color=FF8C00]"...I guess to, uh, put it in simpler terms, I'm a psychic government agent who stops equally psychic crimes. Psychonauts like myself use this little device, the PsychoPortal,"[/color] he continued, pulling out the device to show, [color=FF8C00]"to project into people's minds, to help them handle whatever issues they face right at their source. So if anyone feels like they could use a mental check-up, don't be afraid to come to me!"[/color] He straightened up and gave a long smile, moving to leave the bench, only to stop short. [color=FF8C00]"Oh, and if it ever comes up I'm also really good at climbing, jumping, tumbling, twirling, swinging, balancing, juggling, rolling, shimmying, leaping, diving, and other such acrobatic feats. I work in my family's circus."[/color] With a nod Raz raised a foot over the edge of the picnic bench... then stopped yet again, and hooked his thumbs behind him towards the ocean. [color=FF8C00]"And also if I ever go into water I'll die."[/color] He paused, thinking on if there were any other pressing tidbits he could give, before turning his thumbs into two thumbs-ups. [color=FF8C00]"That's everything!"[/color] Now, [i]finally[/i] done with his spiel, Raz hurried off the bench and back into the folds of the crowd. When he returned to his old spot, a hand came down to pat him on his shoulder - Wonder Red, only barely taller than him. [color=F92a2a]"That's an impressive set of capabilities Razputin Aquato, Psychonauts Agent 371, Junior Division, heir to the Aquato family circus."[/color] [color=FF8C00]"Thanks!"[/color] Raz said. Then, after a second to think, [color=FF8C00]"wait did you say 'heir'?"[/color] Wonder Red, however, had moved past Raz, taking his turn at the bench. [color=F92a2a]"Hello, fellow Seekers! Pleased to make your acquaintance! I am known as [i]Wonder Red[/i], a member of the CENTINELS Planetary Defense Force, an international team of 100 strong that protects our world from intergalactic threat. Despite our current displacement, rest assured that we of the Wonderful One-Double-Oh will fight just as strong for this world and everyone in it as if it were our own! Any further questions can be brought to my superior, Commander Nelson. And I hope you all forgive our continued discretion in regards to our identities. Even though this isn't the world we come from, we still have to maintain a level of secrecy in case word managed to spread elsewhere."[/color] With a quick bow as curt and to-the-point as his introduction, Red stepped down, taking his place beside Nelson.[hr][center][b]1,227 Words +2 EXP[/b][/center]