FujiwaraPhoenix

Blades of Iron Roses: A fantasy Knight RP

Tiral brushed himself off as he collected the last of the material off the ground, calmly dispelling the ice crystals orbiting him from existence as he got to his feet. The other knights had gathered enough information, it seemed, and he had eavesdropped well enough to be able to more or less understand where everyone stood. Pursuing their target to their own base, especially considering the damage that had just occurred, was nothing more than a fool's gambit at the moment. Of course, before he could head off himself one of the other knights decided to ride off instead. While that was... Less that ideal, there wasn't much other excuse he could conjure up to leave this area any faster to handle his work.
In peace.

"I shall follow. You should do as you see fit," he stated curtly, mounting his steed before following after Cymbeline. The sight of the healer from earlier rushing over towards them, though, caused him to pull back the reins of his horse, if only for a moment.

"Is something the matter? I thought you were tending to the wounded back near the battlefield—is there an issue?" he asked, standing by for a response.

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

Shokuhou Misaki

Misaki paused for a moment at Hibiki's reactions, trying to figure out how to explain the situation to her. The old man, at least, had understood what she was getting at; after all, it'd be near-suicidal to wander about as they were without any place of residence or a stable source of income. At the very least, she could try figuring out how to get IDs for the near future handled, but that would require government buildings to let them through in the first place.

"Mmm... Well, if you have some home to go back to—and, given your reaction earlier, I would assume you don't—then feel free to look somewhere else. it's getting late, and though I would rather be sleeping at my bed back in Tokiwadai, our current situation makes that possibility seems quite small. At the very least, we won't be probed too hardly at a shelter as compared to... Anywhere else. And no, I am not renting out a hotel room for the night. We only have so much money for the moment, after all," she calmly stated before continuing on once more. Though it was weird walking alongside the man she had pepper sprayed just a little while ago as if nothing had occurred, the esper still had the worry in the back of her mind that he would return the favor tenfold in the future. Of course, antagonizing him at this point would have no merit to her unless the situation called for it, so for now she hoped that he would at least let sleeping dogs lie.

Miku let out a sigh of relief as she hugged Hibiki, letting time tick slowly by for a few moments before letting go. The smile on her face was clear for all to see, though there was a twinge of bitterness at the blonde girl's mention that their home had all but disappeared here.

"Um... Hibiki, did you already go to our dorms? Were they there?" she asked, shifting her glance to the side. "I was in... Ikebukuro, I think? There was some talk about a giant wolf and a black bike, and the police were all trying to get people to move. I was helping them out, so I didn't get a chance to look for you until now..."

There was a bit of hesitation in the girl's voice before she continued to speak, shaking her head as if to dispel any doubts about anything else in her mind.

"B-but I think that we should follow the people you were with to the shelter. If our home really is gone, then I don't know where else we would go..."

---

The shelter itself (when whoever else who was going there had arrived) was already fairly lively with people who had been evacuated. It was a park, more or less, with various temporary tents set up within to house those who were displaced for the moment. Of course, there were people off to the side giving emergency medical care and handing out things like sleeping bags and whatnot, but that much was a given. There were people chatting about left and right, and there remained a constant tension in the air, but other than that...

Well, given the circumstances it all felt fairly normal.

Hinanawi Tenshi

"Hey, what are you doing throwing words like 'extermination' around like that?" Tenshi asked, clearly displeased at Emilio's choice of words just as the rest of her companions were. "There's no need to act like some omnicidal shrine maiden when things are peaceful... Well, okay, maybe not peaceful, but you understand what I mean!"

The woman—Priscilla—gave a wary glance over to Emilio before nodding her head. Despite his words making her a bit wary, the three young women with him seemed to be reasonable enough to not start fights for any good reason.

"...Very well. I place my faith in you four. Let us be off."

With a nod, Tenshi took flight again, only to realize that Priscilla wasn't following.

"Um... Can you not fly?" the Celestial asked, cocking her head to the side in curiosity. "We can go by foot too, but..."

"Yes. My apologies, but I am unable to take to the skies as you have."

A soft 'oh' slipped from Tenshi's lips as she quietly landed on the ground and nodded.

"In that case, walking is fine. As much as I hate to admit it, though, I have no idea which way to go to get back if we're not flying, though..."

---

Mordred's sword cleaved cleanly through the slime's body, but it didn't take long for the gash that had been left in the gunk to simply reform over it. It was almost as if the weapon hadn't registered in the first place, and the slime continued to slide along. Though it had grown in size, it seemed to only want to move to the end of the sewer faster instead of fighting back.

Not like it mattered, of course, given the distinct lack of damage on its body after the fact.

---

"Er... Something along those lines?" the Captain stated, rubbing the back of his neck as he tried to follow Inuyasha's own line of logic before shrugging it off as something for other people to clarify later. "Ah, well, in any case, if you're offering then we'll get you the contract later. For now, though..."

With that, the Captain simply tossed the youkai a keyring with a key on it before stepping into his vehicle.

"The others should be back in a bit. Go check out your room over there whenever you want, alright?" he asked before driving off. The Private could handle the logistics when she returned, after all.

Leonardo Watch

Leonardo stood by speechless as the room seemed to devolve into a big ruckus and Youmu seemed to lose all touch with reality, but before he could really speak up two of the other girls in the room—Sanaki and Meteora, if he recalled correctly from their introductions—seemed to pull all focus on themselves. The smaller debates around the room seemed to quiet down, and there was an awkward silence before someone spoke up.

"To be quite frank, Mr. Reinhertz, it hasn't even been 24 hours since all of these incidents started occurring and, to be quite honest, I—as well of many of my colleagues here—were at a loss when Mr. Sharpton called us all together like this," one man stated, his hands tented in front of himself as a few others nodded in agreement. "But I think that the larger issue at hand is the fact that these people—whoever they were—could freely enter such a high-security facility and waltz out without so much as a response from the security systems. We want information just as much as you do, and despite my own misgivings, I have to admit that the 'Empress' over there does have a point. But at the same time, the UN is technically an independent organization, and we'd have to make appeals to the nations we represent if were to request funds."

"But at the same time, it's not like his proposal doesn't have any weight behind it now," another man responded, his eyes glancing around as he spoke. "We can supply you with some funding to start with along with someone to look over your actions, but so long as you provide results in aiding us—and I do mean all of us, seeing as how we are representatives of all the nations here on Earth—I do not think that requesting additional money should be too much of an issue. Am I wrong?"

The rhetorical question from the man seemed to punctuate how the situation was going, and Leo grimaced a little at how brazen he was. While it was true that they were essentially strangers here (and technically foreign immigrants as well), wasn't there a bit more tact that could have been put into this issue?

It seemed that Mr. Sharpton wasn't the only one who was a bit annoyed by how the situation had become about self-preservation, though, as there were a few other representatives looking at the one who had just spoken before Mr. Sharpton once again attempted to take hold of the conversation.

"Well, considering the fact that they have shown their merits to us here in the United States, I think that we would be more than happy to allow them to set up operations here for the time being. We can settle on a more logical budget for your actions and decide upon what funds you might have to reimburse based on the threat and the damages afterwards, but giving you extraterritorial rights in regards to unrestricted travel between countries coupled with a million USD should be somewhere to start negotiations, but I recommend we debate this further once you have found somewhere to settle down. As of right now, I believe that everyone here would like to consult with their own respective heads of state or what have you, and even then we must decide who would be on the council managing these people. Am I wrong?"

There was a bit more murmuring and a few more 'yeas' than 'nays' popping up in the area as the atmosphere in the area seemed to lighten up, if only a little.

"As for whether or not we exist as 'real', though? Well, I cannot speak for everyone, but I believe myself to exist here, right now, and that is what matters. My duty to this world and my nation mean nothing in the face of some philosophical 'what-if' scenario."

With that settled, the representatives seemed to slowly debate among themselves a bit more before finally adjourning the council, leaving some people to leave the room (some in more of a hurry than others). Of course, Mr. Sharpton was one of the ones who had remained behind, and a few others seemed to hover around as well, if only to see where discussions with the group from here on out led.

"I... Apologize for both our temporary panic and my colleague's behavior. Had I known things would devolve as they had, I might have spent some more time trying to rationalize the situation before leading you here," he stated, glancing over to Sanaki before quietly nodding. "While people may come to question your regency—and, quite possibly, the legitimacy of this entire affair—I believe that something like this was the best course of action we could have taken given the turn that the dialogue was being taken."

With a bit of a sidelong glance, the older man sighed and shook his head before continuing on.

"We cannot simply get you the funding that you need quite yet—there are still legal contracts to be processed, and the usual issues regarding extraterritorial rights remain hanging above all our heads. But you've proven yourselves thus far, so it shouldn't take too long to at least get you somewhere to live for the time being and some money in your pockets so you don't starve. For the time being, though... You should be free to explore the city. If you wish, we can give you some funds for the day, but... It'll definitely take us some time to find a building with enough openings to house all of you that would be okay within that budget and okay everything thus far. For the moment, though... So long as you return here by... Eight o'clock tonight? I believe we can, at the very least, supply you with temporary lodging. All other matters can be resolved after the fact. I apologize for taking up your time; you're free to go."

With a nod, Leonardo shook Mr. Sharpton's hand before taking a few steps back and walking over to Youmu.

"Um... I don't know who this 'Yuyuko' is, but... Isn't there a chance she could be here too? We could try exploring the city to see if we can't find her or not," he suggested, crouching down to see if he couldn't see eye-to-eye with her. "Klaus, would that be okay? I think we're the only ones here who know this place fairly well, right?"

@VitaVitaAR@Raineh Daze@Dezuel@KoL@Rin@TheFake@TheUnknowable@Crusader Lord

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

@TheUnknowable and @Rin:
Former needs to move. Latter needs to start.
That is all. I'll update when, at minimum, Unknowable moves.

Fate/Transcendent Paradigm—Take 3 (Closed)

Kumozaki Keisuke

With a winter coat now draped over his shoulders, Keisuke calmly walked down to the room in question, quietly taking note of the distinct lack of personnel in the immediate area. His instincts immediately told him to be on his guard, and the Enforcer quietly acknowledge those feelings as he slowly shifted into a stance ready for possible combat. It was unlikely that something had infiltrated the area so easily, after all—there were four Servants to combat them if they did.

Once he finally reached the room in question, Keisuke took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. There was nothing at first, but—

Just as he prepared to look around, a large shockwave struck his body square in the center, and the Enforcer was thrown backwards into the wall behind him. An involuntary cry slipped out of his mouth as his back hit the metal, and Keisuke fell to his knees as he looked at the source.

"Right. Lancer. How could I forget?" he chastised himself quietly, slowly attempting to pull himself to his feet just as his Caster arrived on the scene to chastise Elizabeth.

There was a good reason he had been trying to avoid the two of them until now, and this just happened to be one of the reasons he had forgotten until now.

Tomoe Gozen

The walk down to the room in question was a mundane one for the Archer, but the lack of personnel the lower she went was a bit worrying regardless of the situation. It was only when she heard the sound of what must have been a youkai's death scream and the sound of a body hitting the wall, though, that she sprang into action. With her hand on her katana, Tomoe bounded down the hallway, only to see her Master recovering from an attack and that odd blonde Caster speaking with the Lancer—'Nero' and 'Elizabeth', if she recalled correctly. It seemed that the threat had passed, and Tomoe could more or less figure out what had transpired moments ago.

"Master, please, allow me to help," the Archer stated, grabbing Keisuke's arm and propping him up on his feet before nodding. "Do you require any further assistance?"

"I'm fine, Archer. I'm not that old yet," Keisuke replied, coughing to clear his throat as he picked up his coat from off the floor. "Lancer, there are better places for you to... 'Practice'... Than here. In any case... There was a debriefing to be done, right? Work before relaxation. Let's go."

It was at this point that a rather stalwart-looking older man in a lab coat quietly walked forward from out of the hallway, a small stack of paper in his hands and very distinct earplugs in his ears as he strode forth. Without a guise of complete apathy to how the situation had unfolded, the man (a staff member, given the name tag on him) quietly entered the room behind Keisuke before setting up his own materials.

The debriefing would begin momentarily, assuming there were no further interruptions to be had.

@VitaVitaAR@Raineh Daze@KoL

Fate/Transcendent Paradigm—Take 3 (Closed)

Kumozaki Keisuke

It had been a few days since the Enforcer had arrived at the facility, and he was none the worse off for it. The somewhat humid climate didn't matter in the AC-cooled miracle that was his room, thankfully enough, and the time spent handling things like paperwork and debriefings on the problems at hand was fairly short. But while the more mundane problems were settled, there was a larger problem at hand.

Well, two problems would be a bit more accurate under these circumstances. There was the issue of 'singularities' that had been brought up multiple times over, and after reading the (admittedly wordy) debriefing Keisuke more or less understood the gist of the problem. It was a bit odd that he would be sent on what was essentially a solo mission into these problems, but even with the backup of multiple Servants and the entire support staff here, having only one Master in each scenario was incredibly dangerous.

That led to the second problem, of course: summoning multiple Servants. The summoning itself had gone off without a hitch, and the results couldn't have been better: a Saber, a Lancer, an Archer, and a Caster. Given the variety of possible problems in the future, having all three of the Knight classes at hand with a Caster to support them would theoretically be one of the most ideal situations that could possibly be conceived. Normally, he would probably be unable to sustain more than the Archer or the Caster over extended periods of time, but apparently the Wizard Marshal had installed something within the building to facilitate keeping that issue as a nonfactor before he decided to leave.

"Hm... The mission debriefing for the first Singularity was to start today, wasn't it?" he mused to himself as he calmly pulled out the short listing of Servant names from a drawer at his desk. Artoria Pendragon, Tomoe Gozen, Nero Claudius, and Elizabeth Bathory...

In retrospect, this would have been a terrifying scene in any ordinary Grail War, but that much wasn't an issue at the moment. Before he could start reviewing information on the latter two (as he himself had not studied as much about them as he did the others), though, a message came from the intercom to meet with the rest of his Servants in the debriefing room.

"Understood," he said in response before the microphone on the other end of the line clicked off before changing his attire into something a bit more fitting for combat and heading out. As far as he knew, the first problem was going to be in quite the cold environment, and he would loathe to be somewhere like that without a coat (at the very least) to keep himself from freezing over.

Tomoe Gozen

A single target, perched well out of her eyesight, stood atop a simulated hill that seemed to scarily mimic the wide fields of Japan that she had traveled through during her lifetime. The swaying grass was a nostalgic feeling, and the Archer let her body relax for a moment before she drew her bow. With one calm, nuanced motion after the other, Tomoe drew the bowstring back and took aim.

She was a bugeisha and a warrior, and thus had to maintain her spirit, body, and mind before the coming battle. This was no different from mere practice at home, after all, and though she would like to speak with her Master and the other Servants she was to be cooperating with at length, neglecting her training, even in a body that did not abide by normal human standards, would have been disgraceful.

Loosing the arrow from its place, Tomoe calmly watched as the projectile soared by and landed straight in the center of the target. She had a smile on her face, knowing that she hadn't dulled in the least, before firing another four arrows in turn. Each one met its mark without a single beat missed, and it was at this point that she let herself relax. As the land around her dissolved into the same oddly mechanical room it had been when she entered, the Archer found herself reminiscing of days past.

"...Yoshinaka-sama... I swear, upon my honor, that I shall not disgrace your name here. To save the world is a lofty task, but in your stead, I shall act accordingly," she quietly whispered to herself as an announcement rang through the building—a call to arms, if anything.

"Understood. I will head down without delay," she stated, calmly letting her bow fade away before quickly moving to meet with the others. The danger inherent in their journey was a given, but so long as she drew breath, her Master would not fall.

That was a mistake she would not repeat again.

@VitaVitaAR@Raineh Daze@KoL

Fate/Transcendent Paradigm—Take 3 (Closed)

Good to go.

In any case, let's just get this show on the road lol.

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

@Rin: Accepted, but I shall reiterate: post, post, post. No disappearing without excuses, or the RP will truck on without ya.

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

Leonardo Watch

The lieutenant nodded to Klaus in approval as he seemed to give the go-ahead for the escort; of course, his reaction was a bit less reserved when Stark flew around, given that the superhero was a far more familiar sight to him than the entire rest of the colorful cast that had gathered in front of the police.

"Ah-er... Mr. Stark--you are Tony Stark, right? Iron Man? I'm sorry to say that Secretary Gutierrez doesn't exist in our world... Unless you mean as a character in the comics, but I guess that's not as relevant right now. In any case, if there are no objections my men and I will bring you right over. I can't do anything about paying you, though--my check's from the government, after all..."

Leo gave a pensive nod as the man in front of them gave a sheepish smile before turning towards his subordinates--or, at the very least, those who weren't busy cleaning up the mess in the area. Everyone was quickly led to the array of police cars and, assuming they wanted to, promptly boarded one before the squadron drove off, leaving the corpses of the wyverns behind them.

---

Given the amount of insanity that had only just subsided, the roads of early-morning Manhattan were abnormally empty. Most of the news had given warnings to stay inside until the situation passed, and most were willing to oblige. It wasn't long before the group of police cars slid up to the UN, where there was an abnormal showing of military muscle from the US troops assigned to stand guard. As soon as everyone had left their respective vehicles, an older man in a suit calmly motioned towards the group to follow him.

"My apologies for the urgent call; as soon as the representatives for China, Japan, and the UK relayed reports of similar incidents, we could not help but call you all here. My name is Stanley Sharpton, and I represent the United States. You can introduce yourselves in front of the rest of the delegates; there is little time to waste."

There was an audible gulp from Leo as the group was led into the building and, subsequently, to the main chamber of the building where all the representatives from the other nations were anxiously speaking amongst one another.

The second that they had all wntered, the panels almost instantly quieted down, and Mr. Sharpton calmly took his seat as the proceedings began.

The pre-discussion briefing was fairly short, all things considered; the declaration of a worldwide emergency coupled with clips from the recent wyvern fight and other similar incidents the world over only served to emphasize the importance of their meeting here today.

And thus the proceedings began, with each character introducing themselves as they might to the politicians.

"Now, with that settled... Gentlemen. Ladies. I propose we form a temporary special dedicated council to aid in resolving this crisis. This is under the assumption that they give their assent, but given how our own firearms did little against those enemies just now, I would like to hear any arguments for the latter."

There was a bit of murmuring amongst the crowd, but given the lack of outright objection Mr. Sharpton nodded and turned towards the group.

"My apologies for the sudden proposal, of course, but we will surely give you ample compensation for your a--"

"Hm? I should have hoped you older folk wpuld know better than to interfere in matters like these."

The culprit of the statement was nowhere to be seen, and the room grew deathly silent as everyone began to turn their heads around to look for the culprit. After a few seconds of empty silence, the politicians began to relax.
At least, until a large rift opened up in the middle of the room and slowly pried itself open. The inside of the gap was dyed a deep purple, with a large amount of eyes that seemed to flit about, staring at everyone they passed over as a single figure stepped out of the hole.

"Well, then... Altair, I leave this stage to you. Let me know when the proceedings are over," the voice responded from inside the gap before it closed behind the figure. The woman, Altair, glanced at the group and, eyeing Meteora with a wary expression, held up a hand as if to motion everyone there to stop.

"Rather than fight you all as I have done in the past, I will instead welcome you newcomers to this world. It is not my own, but even so, it is one full of abundance and beauty—or, rather, it would be. I am not here to destroy this world, nor do I seek to destroy any others—no, instead, I am here to protect it. To seal off these gardens from the insects that may pervade throughout—it is for that purpose that I stand before you today. Should you fail to see likewise, I am afraid that it is your throat that I shall come for next."

"That's a rather harsh ultimatum. If anything, shouldn't the opposite be true?" responded another woman, who, at first glance, seemed to be wearing a blue elevator attendant's uniform. "Oh, but if this is to be a place of peace, then let me introduce myself. I am Elizabeth, and I will be the first to oppose your selfish impositions upon all of humanity, Ms. Altair. Should man not be free to seek the answers so barely out of reach? To deny them of such a thing... I will not tolerate it."

"...Hmph. I am under orders not to harm any of you right now, but you, Ms. Elizabeth, may be an exception. Alas, I need only say this much. All of you gentlemen should know what sway your words have on the world. I sincerely hope that you should not make an enemy of me."

"Likewise. I won't show any qualms about stopping your farce the next time we meet, and I won't hesitate in defeating all of you should the need arise."

The two women glared at each other for a few moments before they both turned around and left the same way they came, leaving the whole hall in chaos.

Leo simply stood by, slack-jawed at the whole affair. They came like a storm, but even so...

"Erm... So, uh... What should we do, everyone?" he asked, almost certainly expecting a flurry of arguments from all sides. "I don't really understand the whole situation, but... I don't know what to say about this situation anyways..."

Almost as if to break the tension, another gap soon appeared right next to Youmu's ear, speaking just loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Oh, by the way Youmu, Yuyuko has gone missing. One moment, she was asking me for some food from the Outside World, and the next, she was gone. If you find her, please let me know."

And with that, the gap closed back into nonexistence, leaving Leo staring blankly at the space thereafter.

Hinanawi Tenshi

"E-eh? Who? Fate?" the Celestial asked in a half-panic as she watched the magical girl fly off towards some odd figure in the distance. Without giving the matter any further thought, Tenshi followed suit, only to find that Vita was already there with Emilio to discount Nanoha's initial theory. The tall woman in front of them was rather imposing in height, but given that she was currently flying, Tenshi felt no sense of inferiority. Rather than that, this girl felt INCREDIBLY abnormal, in all senses of the word.

"Ah... My apologies; it seems you have mistaken me for someone else. My name is Priscilla. I found myself here rather suddenly, surrounded by all of these odd creatures. I humbly thank you for dealing with the rest of them; it gave me some time to gather myself off to the side. May I ask for your own names?"

"Priscilla... Was it? I am Hinanawi Tenshi, a Celestial from Heaven. You said you were fighting off those 'creatures'—do you have any idea what they might be?"

"What they are...? I apologize, but I am just as clueless as you are. They simply came towards me like a bunch of Hollows, and despite my own warnings, they continued to mindlessly attack. It was as if they had no minds of their own, in fact—a far cry from what I know of. Mayhaps they were golems of some sort?"

The response Emilio would get in the midst of this was a simple one: if they were sapient to any degree, attempt to retrieve them for questioning and cross-examination. Unless their lives were at stake, it was made explicitly clear that, if possible, no one was to be 'exterminated' in any way, shape, or form.

---

Once Inuyasha had arrived at the designated location—the same apartment complex that everyone had come to a while earlier—the man who had contacted him over the earpiece was there waiting for him.

"I apologize for the roundabout method to get you here; the city's currently in a panic, and my men are all over the place trying to keep some semblance of order," the Captain stated before glancing at the buildings behind them. "In any case... Inuyasha, was it? I'll keep things brief; this is not the Japan you know of in any way, shape, or form. The subordinate that I have stationed here should be able to give you a better briefing than I, but to keep things simple, a group of people in a similar situation to yours have already contracted with us, the Japanese military, to help keep the peace in exchange for lodging, funding, and direct support from us. The offer is also extended to you, should you choose to accept it. The choice is yours and yours alone."

Unlike with the politicians earlier, there was no need to dance around the topic—the heart of the matter was most important, after all.

---

The moment that Mordred re-entered the sewer, the sound of something gurgling began to resonate quite loudly from the direction that the slime creature had moved off to. Something was happening, of course, but in the darkness here what that something was remained to be seen.

Of course, once anyone arrived with any sort of light, they would see that the slime had tripled in size over the few moments that they had gone off to deal with Menomaru.

Shokuhou Misaki

The Anguished One smiled at the three as they gave their names in turn before nodding in silence.

"Ah... Ben, Hibiki, and Misaki, then? I shall keep those names in mind for the future. As for your questions... I do have another name, of course, but this current title is what 'suits' me the best at this moment. As for alternative actions... Well, sadly, I believe it is a little later for that now," he stated, glancing off to the side towards the incoming police lights. "I believe it is in all of our bests interests if I withdraw for the moment. However, Ms. Hibiki, it should not be long until you find what you seek."

Without another word, The Anguished One floated back off into the distance, far away from the police that were only now arriving on the scene.

"Ah... We missed our chance..." Misaki sighed, shaking her head as she tried to figure out how to get out of this situation as the policemen ran over on foot (over the broken road, of course). There was one oddity, though—namely, the black-haired girl who was crying out Hibiki's name.

"Uh... Who?" Misaki asked as she watched the girl leap into Hibiki's arms in a hug.

"Hibiki! Hibiki! Thank goodness you're all right!" she said, a wide smile on her face as one of the policemen nodded his head in turn.

"So you're this 'Hibiki' she kept talking about? Suprisingly informal outfit you have there. Ms. Kohinata helped us evacuate some of the citizens from the area before... All of this, really," he said, gesturing towards the road. "In any case, though... You should get somewhere safe. Who knows if whatever caused this might do it again..."

Misaki stared at the officer, half in amusement and half in shock at his assumptions.

"Is he... Is he an idiot?" she asked herself before shaking her head. "Actually, this might work in our favor..."

"Excuse me, but... Are there any shelters nearby for us to head to? I'm afraid my home was caught in the crossfire here..." she said, discreetly slipping out a remote from her bag and pointing it at the officer. With a small 'click', the man seemed to have stars in his eyes as he turned to address them.

"Oh, of course. It's just down that way. Walk three blocks, take a left, walk two more blocks, and you should be there."

"Thank you very much, sir."

"No problem. Now, if you young ladies... And your chaperone, I assume?" he asked, to which Misaki nodded before he continued on. "Right, if you could get going to safety, I assure you that we'll get to the bottom of this."

And with that, the officers left, to which Misaki let out a deep sigh and massaged her forehead.

"Hm... By some miracle, I managed to get rid of any liability for this incident... Or so it seems. I really have to question law enforcement sometimes," she said, shaking her head before turning to the other three.

"Well? I don't think that pressing him for any details on the situation would have helped us much, and I would much prefer gathering information from a crowd; far less conspicuous," she stated, placing the remote back in her bag before beginning to walk off. "Shall we get going?"

@VitaVitaAR@Raineh Daze@Dezuel@KoL@Rin@TheFake@TheUnknowable@Crusader Lord

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

@TheUnknowable: Uh.

Okay, things to fix:
The Anguished One (and all the chars with him in that scene) are in Tokyo. Not with the other group, but Tokyo. So that needs to be fixed.

Stark also needs to address being brought to the UN (or not). But yeah.

For future reference: Unless thing get shuffled around, only the scenes for Leo will take place in New York.

Winds of Change: A Re:Creators-Inspired Multiverse RP

@Crusader Lord: Fine. Accepted.

Anyways, @TheUnknowable. Chop chop. Once you move, I'm updating (and it's going to be a doozy).