Mole

Advent of the Dawn —A Mecha Musume/Tokusatsu-Inspired RP

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As Seraphima suited up, she thought back to the last mission. Trash duty, again. Well, close to it, anyways. She tried not to ponder too intricately as to what being in a sewer was like. It was best to keep things open. She had learned that when wrestling with her brothers. Being too mechanical usually left her wide open in the left field -- and not for the better. She had also learned pondering what it was like living on a monastery was almost fruitless prior to actually living like a nun. The prospect was fun, nonetheless, but it inevitably left a skeletal makeup that needed fracturing to fit the actual mold.

There were key things she could be sure of, and she would stick with those. The basics was enough to know this was not a job she was going to enjoy, but then again, she could say that about the last mission and any other mission after this. "K-01, ready to go." She spoke softly to herself.

"I'm sure following this thing won't be a problem in the maze. My suit's light, and there are no places I probably cannot find a way in and out of," she gestured with her right hand.

The Digital Expanse {Digimon x Megaman RP}

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Suzi looked at Lily with hesitancy and glanced at Kudamon. The Digimon was still laser focused on the clock looking monster and the flame-like monster. She drew in a little breath within her chest as she turned to Lily. “Why-oh-Ming,” she said slowly and overly articulately. She had meant to introduce herself first, not to miss all the formalities that had been taught to her by family and school. However, she felt exhausted from the fight, even if she had not been the one physically exerting energies.

“I-I am sorry,” the young girl corrected herself. She wanted to feel embarrassed by her manners, but there was something friendly about Lily-kun. Maybe it was their predicament or her youth. Aki-senpai was also from the United States. Both had given her their first names, respectfully. It was intimidating but also made them seem friendlier and more approachable. “My name is Takada Suzuki. I am from Toh-kee-yoh, Japan,” she said while over pronouncing the city of Tokyo for better clarification. “We have no idea where… we are, either…” Suzi’s voice lingered more quietly in the air as she came to the same conclusion as Lily.

Her brows knit upwards as if contemplating something. She thought about what Kudamon had just asked Meramon. Again, she drew in the same breath within her chest, “The last thing… I remember was it was New Year’s Eve. I… was lying in bed and clapping the lights goodnight and say-saying my prayers,” a deep ness swelled in her dark brown eyes as she retraced her memories. She could see her bedroom right in front of her as she thought about it. Her hand slipped to her wrist where her prayer beads were fashioned. Her father had told her that if she were in a bad dream, she could simply say The Prayer — 主は、イエスキリストは、神の御子、罪人わたしをあわれんでください and escape her nightmare.

She thought about Aki-senpai. Before the battle, Suzi knew she had been very forthright about this not being a dream. In fact, at one point, she had felt an elation or excitement, at having a Digimon in real life. Why would she have thought it was real life, if it was a dream? Nothing made sense. “And… before that, I had been playing with my new Omniphone. I…” She hesitated, again, realizing it was a little easier to talk to Lily-kun than Aki-senpai. She had been concerned about coming off as mature with the older girl, but with Lily-kun, a more fluid style of conversation came to her. “I had been playing with the Omniphone’s Digivice App. I actually had… or have a Kudamon on my phone.” The young girl thought about Aki-senpai wrestling with the idea of them being trapped in a video game.

No, no. That could not be the case. Everything was too real. Or maybe, in some strange and bizarre, mysterious way, Suzi secretly wanted this to be real. “What is the last thing you remember, Lily-kun?” She finally asked Lily.

What Are You Listening To?

Word association Game!

Tarantula

Advent of the Dawn —A Mecha Musume/Tokusatsu-Inspired RP

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While Sherry began speaking, Seraphima quit rattling off incoherent ideas to herself -- now playing with her long black hair. She quieted herself, drawing her fingers away from her long strands, and suddenly gently clasped her hands together, "Thank God!" Her smile continued. "... a clue." The sewer made perfect sense and for whatever reason or another made the mission seem much more appropriate. Her hands unclasped and landed in her lap and toyed with her black skirt. She probably looked ridiculous. Who would be so excited for traveling through a sewer? Seraphima continued her hesitant smile. There was really nothing else left for her to do but keep a positive disposition.

the alphabet game. lol

Confused

@Gunther, Zoinks! I got confused with the Word Association Game.

the alphabet game. lol

Verification

The Digital Expanse {Digimon x Megaman RP}

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With her lips pressed close together, Suzi stared at Clockmon and Meramon. They both were terrifying looking, but not as terrifying at the virus-like Digimon they had just defeated. Their confusion seemed to make them appear less frightening, though. Her mouth opened a little, as if to speak-up, but before she could say anything, Kudamon spoke up.

"Do you remember what happened before you thought you were dead?" It asked Meramon.

Suzi looked back-and-forth at the two newly appeared or rather saved Digimon and to Kudamon. She wanted to know the answer to Clockmon's question. So, before Meramon could respond Suzi interrupted the conversation, "Where are we, Kudamon?"

Kudamon quickly turned it attention away from Meramon and to its Digital Trainer. “No, Suzuki-chan. I do not know this place.” And just like that, the Digimon’s gold eyes returned to Meramon.

Looking downward and pressing the tips of her toes together, Suzi drew in a breath. She recollected her conversation with Aki-senpai. There were a lot of knew things to learn, and she kept finding herself stuck at the same question. This was like a test she had studied for but also had not studied for.

Its, okay, she told herself before examining the other humans and their oni-like friends. They were all different looking creatures. Some were more humanoid than others. She also noted that she was one of the youngest of the humans, aside from the girl with the red hair and green eyes. They were about the same height.

Advent of the Dawn —A Mecha Musume/Tokusatsu-Inspired RP

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When Louisa began her sauntering, Seraphima stopped counting and lowered her hands. More hypothesis were scribbling all over her guesswork, but she remained quiet, feeling quite scatter brained. She buried her hands in her lap and watched the snow haired frame pilot. Her lips pressed together.

Louisa walked over to where Hoshiko was sitting. She put her hand on the other frame pilot's shoulder. "If - I don't know - the cutest and youngest one here were to take a late night stroll, the monster might throw itself right into our grasp. Right? It comes in expecting an easy... err... dismembering, but instead -- BAM -- it gets dogpiled by three mechframes."

Seraphima made a small smile, mouth slightly opening, "That's a great idea, Louisa," she encouraged innocently. "Have the murders ever occurred in the same place? If not, then we can x-out the locations and try places that have not been scenes, yet." Her brows knit together, as she closed her eyes and made a wider, more hesitant smile. She really did not enjoy this mission, suddenly imagining a Warped being kept as a killer pet by a human. How much different was she to the government organization? Very different.

Advent of the Dawn —A Mecha Musume/Tokusatsu-Inspired RP

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Seraphima hugged herself as she thought of the victims and the disorderliness of the situation. Her lips pressed together, keeping herself quiet. A few ideas crept into her mind, and she contemplated them before speaking. She let out a small breath, Hoshiko was right. They needed to work quickly if they were going to keep the body count from increasing. There was a lot of guess work to do, and now was not the time to play timid novice.

"Okay, they were all alone, during times of the day when people are not out-and-about, which we've already determined," she started. Her eyes looked upward towards the ceiling. She had one hand that was using her fingers for counting her ideas, and the other hand was pointing towards these digit'd ideas. "Perhaps there is more than one killer, and they take turns and also work together in tandem," she let out a breath, feeling insecure with herself.

It's better to get all the guess work out instead of holding it in while doing the research. Seraphima preferred research, but usually she knew where to begin. This mysterious stuff was way different than what she had studied while on the monastery. Everything was much more straightforward, which was part of the reason she enjoyed it so much. Of course, she had to admit the Divine Mystery had a good hold on her; it did not involve so much blood, unless she was going to count the martyrs, and... Ugh! Seraphima looked back at the group. Her face went flat. I really focus much better in my suit.

"There could also be a similarity in location of body and how they were murdered," she offered quietly, while pointing to a third finger. Seraphima offered an uneasy smile as she looked at the other two pilots. She made a small shrug. She was secretly creeped out by this particular mission. She wanted to believe that the Warped were mindlessly killing civilians, but in reality, this mission made them see to have more will than she previously had believed.