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I don't know about you, but this is sounding a LOT like something out of Re:Monster...
Now you see, THIS is where experience with money comes in handy.
Takeyoshi Sakujima: 道の上で


Seeing that the luchador had done as he had expected, a small smile crossed Takeyoshi's lips. If his intuition was on the mark, then at the very least he could trust that man in the future. Granted, he'd have to apologize in a moment, but so long as he could understand the reasoning behind it all, then there should be no problems... Right?

Watching the luchador leap from window to wall to window as he scaled the building, Takeyoshi took a pitiful glance at his own wings before sighing. This was going to be be like running a few laps around the block, except that he never liked doing that sort of thing and it burnt him out faster than anything else. He was never a person who cared much for endurance, in the end.

But hey, new body, new things to try! Hopefully he wouldn't tire out and fall to his doom.
...
Maybe it'd have been better not to think of that possibility in the first place.

Landing on a nearby windowsill, Takeyoshi took a moment of reprieve before taking to the skies again. Flying as high as he could (which, again, was maybe only a story at most), the tengu began to move into a pattern of landing, flying, and landing again to try and catch up to the masked wrestler. Needless to say, it took a tad longer than he'd have liked, and the young tengu was thoroughly out of breath by the time he reached the others at the top.

"Okay... Sorry... About... That. Just... Let me... Catch... My breath," Takeyoshi gasped, falling on his hands and knees as he took a few deep breaths and attempted to right himself. A few moments later, he was able to stand on his feet, however unsteady they were.

"Note to self: get better wings. Sorry about that, by the way; as you can see, I'm not very... Strong," he said, letting out a little laugh at the end before staring at the little girl on the luchador's shoulder. "And you probably know JUST AS WELL AS I DO that me picking you up was to keep you from getting crushed."

Shaking his head, Takeyoshi turned around to look down at the chaos down on the ground. Something was causing a rampage, but from this height he probably couldn't tell what it was, anyhow.

"So... Erm... Introductions. My name is... Sakujima. Takeyoshi Sakujima," he said, opting to take a seat in front of the two. "Kind of a weird time to introduce myself, but the sooner, the better, right?"

Hopefully whatever was killing stuff down on the ground wasn't going to spontaneously scale the building and hunt only them down next, right?

@Leaves@VitaVitaAR
Right? 16 characters and counting (even though two chars are from Vita). Who would've thought that LNs were so popular here?
"...Oh. That's... Well, seems I missed a lot. Shame," Liu lamented half-jokingly before taking a moment to interpret Torako's behavior. Her usual happy-go-lucky demeanor had since disappeared into thin air, only to be replaced by... Well, a lily of few words and covered in lots of blood, which, while slightly unnerving, made sense given all the rumors being shot around at the restaurant earlier. Xin was covered in cuts and bruises, which probably meant that he must've certainly missed one heck of a brawl. And Kyang...

Well, she looked fine.

Nodding at the summary's completion, Liu took his jian with his left hand and turned to the bandit, who was now sweating bullets as he tried to escape. Great. A scared target. Those were always the most annoying to deal with. With Xin and Torako standing to the side threateningly, Liu took a deep breath and steeled himself. He wouldn't let Kyang handle this; that poleaxe of hers would probably do little more than bash his brains in. Xin was too roughed up, which meant he probably wasn't a good pick for this. And Torako? Well... She didn't look the type to be deliberate right now. Damn, was it on him to do this? Interrogation wasn't really his thing, but if everyone else wasn't fit for the job...

Liu sighed, a look of resignation on his face as he let his right arm relax at his side. Calmly strolling up to the bandit's struggling body, the young swordsman took aim and stabbed his jian a few millimeters away from the bandit's throat.

"Tell us where your boss is. Your hideout. Right now." Liu said, glaring at him with contempt. The bandit stopped squirming for a moment and stared at Liu's face before rapidly shaking his head 'no.' Of course. What would work to get the information out of him the quickest... Fear, maybe?

"Fine. Well, here's a quick question, then," Liu asked, a smile on his face as he squatted down in front of the bandit. "You know how animals go from the wild to your plate?"

The bandit stared at him for a good few second before struggling even further. Liu sighed again; this was definitely going to be annoying.

"Okay, then. Guess you don't know. Usually, we just kill them outright, but sometimes traps are pretty useful. Like ones that bind the feet, for example."

And, very slowly, Liu sent his blade through the man's right Achilles tendon-

"But those are kinda slow."

Then went the one on his left.

"Want me to continue?"

The bandit, biting back screams and tears, glared at him in defiance. God dammit, he had to keep going? This was making him sick, but playing with the mind was much faster than indiscriminately stabbing the guy; he could pass out from blood loss that way! And, to be fair, it was getting late, so they had to get him to talk fast.

"Alright, seems like we keep going. After the animal's caught and killed, we usually skin it."

And with a swift motion, Liu cut the right pants leg off of the bandit and, with it, a thin layer of skin and fat. For a moment, Liu could see the muscle. Gross. But he was pretty much the only person with the means to do something deliberate like this. Geez, why him?

"Usually the hide of an animal is durable enough so that we keep as much of it intact as possible. Usually sells for a bit. But in most cases, we start from the stomach, in the case of, say a rabbit, and work our way up to the ne-"

"OKAY! I'LL TALK! I'LL TALK! JUST STOP!"

Thank the gods. This was making me sick; that was just about my limit without making me throw up. Urgh.

"So we've come to an agreement? Okay. Get talking, you piece of scum."

"O-okay! The bandit lair's to the northeast, in a large cave on Suilong Mountain! It's guarded by the boss' two most powerful henchmen, and the boss gives all his orders from there! Please, just stop!"

...
Well.
He spilled the beans fast. Convenient.

"That true?"
"Yes! I swear!"
"Alright, then we're done here."

With a scowl, Liu cleaned his blade with the bandit's shirt before sheathing it and turning to the others.

"My job's done. Please, for my sake, never let me do an interrogation again. Xin can handle this in the future, right? That was the creepiest and most disturbing thing I've had to do in my life," Liu complained before glancing back at the bandit and taking a deep breath to calm his slowly-fraying nerves.

People like him deserve no mercy. They rob. They kill. They rape. This was for the best. Surely, this was for the best.

"His legs are completely worthless now, and it's getting to be late. Soon, the tigers will be upon him--and us. We can go out and search tomorrow, but, again, that's tomorrow. Should we get going?"
Takeyoshi Sakujima: 変な祭りの中で


"...Oh god, my head..."
The young tengu, wearily lying on the futon, sat himself up and rubbed his head. This sort of headache was meant for after a heavy night of drinking, not... Well, this. The din outside didn't help matters much, but as his headache cleared up, Takeyoshi unsteadily rose to his feet and checked his body over. It seemed that sequence from earlier wasn't a dream from limbo; he was actually in a new body, as new person.
Wow. Even the wings on his back were working... Somehow.
Deciding against using them inside the room, Takeyoshi looked around to take note of whoever he could see exiting the room around when he did. A girl with comically oversized clothes, a bunnygirl, and... A masked wrestler? The odd cast of characters was... Interesting, at the very least.

Leaving the room himself and walking onto the streets below, Takeyoshi's mouth was left agape at the spectacle before him. This sort of chaos, this kind of rowdy festival... Everything about the situation around him was quite surreal. That didn't mean that it wasn't already, though; after all, his old suit and tie were replaced with what looked to be a kimono, and his comfortable jet-black shoes were replaced with really... Awkward-to-use geta. Somehow, he had managed to walk out of wherever he (and that other array of strange people) were in earlier, but now...

The boy's thoughts were interrupted, however, by the sounds of music and laughter being replaced by screams of terror and fright from behind him.

"Right. Fantasy world," he berated himself mentally as he glanced at the source of the noise before a small pop-up appeared in front of him, similar to how a notification in a game would. After reading the little message over, Takeyoshi promptly made a 180 and, praying that whatever had let him live again was being merciful, attempted to take to the skies.

It was, it seemed; Takeyoshi's wings spread out behind him, and a few flaps later, he was a few feet above ground, hovering around. It seemed that this much was his limit--at least, for the moment. Though whatever was behind him should've been the focus of his attention, Takeyoshi had another on his mind.

Even if I get out alive, I'm basically all alone. That's a recipe for disaster in a place like this. What about the others I saw earlier? Can I contact them?

It was a silly thing, putting the future ahead of the present, but that was just how he did things. Glancing around as he flew on ahead, Takeyoshi noticed the wrestler from earlier, looking around in confusion at his surroundings. The girl in oversized clothing, too, was relatively close by (he could catch a glimpse of them lagging behind her), but with the chaos it was quite likely that those would be stepped on.

Then she'd likely fall over.
And with the crowd panicking as they were right now...

Oh god no.

Takeyoshi had read far too many stories of people being trampled on, but this... Seeing it happen mere moments after coming in? What kind of horror story was that supposed to be?

Against his better judgement, the tengu swept down and, with a quick motion, hooked the young(?) girl with his arms. Her weight dragged him down, but at the very least he was able to keep those clothes from being a hazard anymore. But with this sort of weight, speed would be an issue.

Right, the luchador! He probably had the strength to carry someone around without moving that much slower. Two birds with one sto- actually, that was a pretty morbid metaphor, given his current form. Well, whatever.

"Sorry 'bout the sudden abduction, but it's probably safer this way!" he shouted over the din as he looked about for the masked wrestler from his current position. It didn't take very long, luckily enough; the man was like a mountain compared to everyone that was scrambling for safety.

Straining his wings to get a bit more lift, Takeyoshi flew as fast as he could to the wrestler's side and carefully lowered the blonde girl onto his left shoulder.

"Pardon, but we're in a bit of a rush. I saw you in that weird room earlier; you mind helping us out here? And by us, I mean her?" he asked, flying a bit farther ahead and trying to scout out the places that weren't completely overwhelmed by insanity. "Whatever your answer is, we need to get moving; we can either keep charging forward or get to a building, I think! I'll follow along and help however I can!"

Of course, his initial statement wasn't going to matter much anyhow; he had already moved the girl onto his shoulder, after all, and if the man had any semblance of a good conscience he'd probably go along with it. Underhanded? Quite. Necessary? Almost certainly.

@Leaves@VitaVitaAR
I mean, if there's nobody else moving, then sure.
@Scarifar I was wondering if someone will google translate it.


Don't need to google translate if you know the language. :3c

Though 燃やす is more 'to burn' than blaze, but that's just me being boring.
=w=;;
You know, assuming we are split into groups, how's everyone gonna be divvied up? Are we going to choose, or will the GM do that for us?
I vote groups for the moment; there's so many people to manage at once that a full party right now could be disastrous.
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