@AriamisDirected a few questions at Yamato in my post. If ya need me to change anything or add something in, feel free to let me know. :)
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Kazuo stood at the doorway, arms casually to his side, but his angular face stern and eyes hard. His lips were pursed in a slight grimace as he surveyed the now-barren landscape, watching as the red slowly seeped away, cleansed by the purity of humanity's own full moon. He gave a sigh, before dismissing Crimson Fragment, which was angrily crackling with sparks and static while hovering at his side. The young man was fully ready to launch himself into the other realm when he saw his injured comrades sprinted full speed from the portal, but they had luckily shaken off whatever beast that had dared accost them during the rescue mission.
He was quite angry at himself for not taking action earlier, having underestimated the sudden opening of the Crimson Sky because of the plethora of Chasers that had gathered here, familiar and strangers alike. It has been awhile since he had seen his comrades this wounded. What's more, a little boy was involved. Kazuo quickly shut the door to the Dangeki, locking it tight. He knew that Shiina's defensive magic would be enough to protect them from whatever that's out there. For now, at least.
Sighing again, he slowly made his way back to the congregation, analyzing the solemn faces of each individual. He passed by Yuuma, who he gave a small pat on the shoulder. "Okay. I guess you can hold off studying your exams this time, huh? Seems like we got too much on our plate right now." Kazuo gave his friend a reassuring smile, though his usually warm eyes were alight with anguish and guilt. "Sorry I couldn't be out there with you, buddy."
But as Yamato spoke up with what exactly had occurred within the demon's realm, Kazuo instantly perked up, his head tilting curiously. "An opposing faction, you say? People strong enough to even put you at an unease, Yamato? Did they say what they wanted? How many were there?" Kazuo glanced over towards Chikage, raising his eyebrow slightly. "What's going on here, Chikage? Does this all have to do with these two people coming to us today?" Kazuo gestured at the two strangers as he spoke. Though his tone did not fluctuate from its usual, calm undertone, there was a slight edge to his words. "What's more, we've attracted more than just the regulars today..." The young man sighed, rubbing his eyes tiredly, frowning. Kazuo then glanced over at the boy and was relieved to see that the kid was doing OK by the looks of cookie crumbs scattered over his mouth. Eos's baking was considered a divine gift, after all. Still, what was a kid doing out in the middle of the night? And of all the nights that he could've snuck out from his home, he had to wander across the most potent time the Crimson Sky would open up to the mortal realm. "So much for catching up on my drama tonight..."
He was quite angry at himself for not taking action earlier, having underestimated the sudden opening of the Crimson Sky because of the plethora of Chasers that had gathered here, familiar and strangers alike. It has been awhile since he had seen his comrades this wounded. What's more, a little boy was involved. Kazuo quickly shut the door to the Dangeki, locking it tight. He knew that Shiina's defensive magic would be enough to protect them from whatever that's out there. For now, at least.
Sighing again, he slowly made his way back to the congregation, analyzing the solemn faces of each individual. He passed by Yuuma, who he gave a small pat on the shoulder. "Okay. I guess you can hold off studying your exams this time, huh? Seems like we got too much on our plate right now." Kazuo gave his friend a reassuring smile, though his usually warm eyes were alight with anguish and guilt. "Sorry I couldn't be out there with you, buddy."
But as Yamato spoke up with what exactly had occurred within the demon's realm, Kazuo instantly perked up, his head tilting curiously. "An opposing faction, you say? People strong enough to even put you at an unease, Yamato? Did they say what they wanted? How many were there?" Kazuo glanced over towards Chikage, raising his eyebrow slightly. "What's going on here, Chikage? Does this all have to do with these two people coming to us today?" Kazuo gestured at the two strangers as he spoke. Though his tone did not fluctuate from its usual, calm undertone, there was a slight edge to his words. "What's more, we've attracted more than just the regulars today..." The young man sighed, rubbing his eyes tiredly, frowning. Kazuo then glanced over at the boy and was relieved to see that the kid was doing OK by the looks of cookie crumbs scattered over his mouth. Eos's baking was considered a divine gift, after all. Still, what was a kid doing out in the middle of the night? And of all the nights that he could've snuck out from his home, he had to wander across the most potent time the Crimson Sky would open up to the mortal realm. "So much for catching up on my drama tonight..."
This has gotten exciting haha. Will have my post up later tonight due to work, so hopefully I won't be too far behind!
@KoLGot'cha, i'm just deciding on what Kazuo should do now haha. I'll probably wait for you post, KoL, since it looks like enough people are saving Amiti and there's not much to be said besides 'He stood in the cafe and looking outside at the fight and greets newcomer Ketsui as a friend'. :p
Seems like two things are happening at once lol, not sure how to post.
Splitting up into small groups sounds like a cool idea. maybe there could be some competitive rivalries between the group? wonder what the GMs will come up with :)
- A Whip (Her Tail): Ah yes, her tail, a strange part of her body that is able to extend and snap back into place, she can use it to whip things, swing from one area to another or even to just look plain cute. It's said it's the key to how she balances herself.
that's my fetish
@KoLhope you did well. I got a 88% in my Microbio course, so I'm going to have to retake it since my program i'm trying to get into is that rigorous. >.>
The noise of chatter fitted the atmosphere of the Dengeki fairly well, but Kazuo knew that things will turn somber really quick. After all, they were called here for a reason. Usually the Chasers don't congregate in one place too much ; they each have their own obligations and are quite dangerous enough by themselves. For the most part he have noticed them usually working solo, including himself, but that is not to say that working in pairs or groups are uncommon. In fact, the strongest armies of demons have been slayed many times before by just a mere group of capable Chasers. So as they all conversed with one another and as Kazuo took another sip of his tea, he kept in mind of the tension rising in the air.
Kazuo laughed as Ikkime jokingly dismissed his compliment, raising his tea cup at her as if saying 'thanks for the delicious tea!'. Turning to Yamato, the young man tilted his head and raised his eyebrows inquisitively. "Wow, those are great monstrosities to have been slain by your mighty hand indeed." Of course, Kazuo believed every single word the Beastmaster said. Even though he may not comprehend half the things Yamato says, Kazuo does not doubt that he is a very capable Chaser. His Four Devas were devastatingly powerful. Whatever a 'Rakshasa' was, Kazuo can guarantee that it was a formidable youkai. "As for myself, I'm actually getting my ass kicked by a beast made of papers," he grinned, referring to his final exams. "Can you imagine?" Kazuo laughed to himself as he took a sip from his cup.
Not a moment later, the gracious door of the cafe once again opened to another comer. This time, it was Yuuma, and Kazuo gave a small salute using his index and middle finger as his friend walked up, still drinking from his tea with his other hand. "Hey there, Mr. Hero." Kazuo teased from behind his cup. After taking several sips, he placed the cup gently on the counter with a satisfied sigh and gave a quirky half-smile. "I hope you've been studying as much as you've been cracking the skulls of those monsters out there." The two went to the same university together, and Kazuo felt like it was his obligation to at least get his friend to graduate with a passing grade.
But before he could joke any further, a dull thud could be heard from the impact of the throwing knife which obviously came from Shiina. Kazuo swirled his head slowly towards the commotion, eyebrows perked and sharp, brown eyes twinkling with a boyish curiosity at the newcomer.
Kazuo laughed as Ikkime jokingly dismissed his compliment, raising his tea cup at her as if saying 'thanks for the delicious tea!'. Turning to Yamato, the young man tilted his head and raised his eyebrows inquisitively. "Wow, those are great monstrosities to have been slain by your mighty hand indeed." Of course, Kazuo believed every single word the Beastmaster said. Even though he may not comprehend half the things Yamato says, Kazuo does not doubt that he is a very capable Chaser. His Four Devas were devastatingly powerful. Whatever a 'Rakshasa' was, Kazuo can guarantee that it was a formidable youkai. "As for myself, I'm actually getting my ass kicked by a beast made of papers," he grinned, referring to his final exams. "Can you imagine?" Kazuo laughed to himself as he took a sip from his cup.
Not a moment later, the gracious door of the cafe once again opened to another comer. This time, it was Yuuma, and Kazuo gave a small salute using his index and middle finger as his friend walked up, still drinking from his tea with his other hand. "Hey there, Mr. Hero." Kazuo teased from behind his cup. After taking several sips, he placed the cup gently on the counter with a satisfied sigh and gave a quirky half-smile. "I hope you've been studying as much as you've been cracking the skulls of those monsters out there." The two went to the same university together, and Kazuo felt like it was his obligation to at least get his friend to graduate with a passing grade.
But before he could joke any further, a dull thud could be heard from the impact of the throwing knife which obviously came from Shiina. Kazuo swirled his head slowly towards the commotion, eyebrows perked and sharp, brown eyes twinkling with a boyish curiosity at the newcomer.
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