[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/220729/023912a75a8a9b16c801799640a60148.png[/img] [H3]Sector 7 Slums[/h3] [@Lugubrious] Giovanna, Tora & Poppi | [@Archmage MC] Susie | [@Dark Cloud] Partitio | [@Yankee] Pit | [@MULTI_MEDIA_MAN] Zenkichi [b]Word Count:[/b] 490 [b]Level 5 Roxas:[/b] 22/50 [b]Exp:[/b] 1 [b]NEW EXP Balance---[/b] 23/50[/center] Roxas had been caught up in his thoughts and almost missed Pit's question entirely. He offered Pit a glum expression but did manage a response, [color=Gold]"He... he didn't really say anything. And that's kind of the problem. He's supposed to be from the same world as I am, but he apparently doesn't remember a thing. Not even the name of someone important that he fought alongside there."[/color] The Keybearer shook his head and shrugged, [color=Gold]"I just don't get it. Sure, I never met him directly, but he should have known me through So-"[/color] Roxas cut himself off and sighed, [color=Gold]"Never mind, maybe Susie's right and Galeem has something to do with this."[/color] Roxas went ahead and donned his Organization XIII coat. The tear from where he was blasted was still there, but at least the thing could still be used for the rain. So while Roxas looked around, he had the hood of the coat pulled as well. From a distance he might be mistaken for an Organization member, but thankfully the people present either knew better or never heard of the Organization in the first place. Unfortunately for Roxas, he didn't have much idea of what he should be looking for. He opened up a few suitcases and found what, to him, looked like junk. Beyond that, Roxas was having a hard time finding anything that could be considered interesting. During the second truck ride, he had more time to think over his situation. Someone like Cloud not remembering [i]him[/i] was one thing, but him not remembering [i]Sora[/i] seemed like a different matter entirely. After all, for all intents and purposes Sora was the one that actually "mattered" in the grand scheme of things in back in their world, [color=Gold]"It's still hard to wrap my around it..."[/color] Roxas mused aloud, [color=Gold]"If someone from my world can't even remember Sora, then what does chance does a Nobody like me have?"[/color] When they eventually stopped. Giovanna shot down the idea of salvaging scrap, emphasizing that saving human lives was more important. Roxas agreed with her on principle, but decided to try and come up with a compromise, [color=Gold]"I get your point, but... you make it sound like we can't do both. Besides, we have to fund ourselves while we're here somehow, right?"[/color] ... Like Partitio, Roxas had decided to follow after Giovanna. Between the low visibility of the weather, and low-profile nature of his Organization coat, Roxas had a surprisingly easy enough time avoiding being spotted. The drone thing that Giovanna eventually spied on looked semi-important, but the lack of action on her part meant she probably didn't have the know-how to deal with it. If only Tora or Susie were nearby. [hr] [center][img]https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/d4aa2c71-8e36-4263-9bd4-4f7bac0029b2/dflfb2a-7be6822f-9d22-4ddf-957e-ba458b03d061.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcL2Q0YWEyYzcxLThlMzYtNDI2My05YmQ0LTRmN2JhYzAwMjliMlwvZGZsZmIyYS03YmU2ODIyZi05ZDIyLTRkZGYtOTU3ZS1iYTQ1OGIwM2QwNjEucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.9wHiAp7zsgdO8SdeXJuq5hn2z2WQGJMa4hnljiI6NQM[/img] [H3]Edinburgh MagicaPolis ~ Aether Paradise[/h3] [@Lugubrious] Big Band | [@Yankee] Ace Cadet | [@Majoras End] Frisk [b]Word Count:[/b] 404 [b]Level 1 Mewtwo:[/b] 5/10 [b]Exp:[/b] 1 [b]NEW EXP Balance---[/b] 6/10[/center] As Consul L made her exit from the landing platform, something watched from above in a nook on the side of the ship. The semi-humanoid Pokemon kept his gazed fixed squarely on L. As she addressed the crowds, Mewtwo thought back to the events of earlier that morning. He, Dante, and the others had managed to really lay into the pair of Consuls. It even looked like Consul H had seemingly gone down with his carrier, although potentially at the cost of Dante going down with him. Unfortunately Mewtwo had been preoccupied with battling against L to really take in the details of what specifically had happened. But for his own part, Mewtwo had been able to hold his own against L and her beasts. So the Pokemon knew that the Consul was currently putting on a show and was actually a lot more injured than she was letting on. In all honesty, Mewtwo was tempted to try another go at L. She was weakened, at least a few of her beasts were gone and so she was actually in a vulnerable position right now. The Pokemon clenched one of his hands into a fist, seriously considering just using Teleport to take her by surprise. But then again, he was also quite injured himself. If she threw even a single Poke Ball, or worse, an Ultra Ball? That could very well spell his doom. It was a stroke of blind luck that Mewtwo managed to spot what he thought looked like a familiar figure among the gathered crowds. The [i]Monster Hunter[/i]? Was it really him? Mewtwo couldn't tell for certain. But if it was, then that meant the Seekers had some kind of presence here. Well that would certainly be a preferable option to trying to attack L alone. With a heavy sigh, Mewtwo focused his gaze in the familiar figure's direction and used Teleport. The Pokemon vanished from his hiding spot, and moments later reappeared right next to whom he hoped was the Ace Cadet. [color=ba55d3][/color] but that was last thing Mewtwo managed to project into the figure's thoughts before he finally passed out from his own exhaustion and injuries.