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"Hmm... Perfect timing that it should be the very next day that the Umbral Games would occur. I suppose that puts my scheme in the ground." Caprice stayed put at the starting line as it were, shuffling her cards once more. "No matter. The girls will have their fun in the games, and then another door we shall take."

Seemingly not interested in the direct promises of power or 'treasured reward' as the president offered, Caprice found herself wandering the school, seeking the very Detention Halls that she had been threatened with. She brushed her hands against the school map as eyes and fingers traced the path she walked. "Perhaps I can find someone as stubborn as I am... Hopefully a fun conversationalist."

Or perhaps she'd simply run into Iona again. But if she was off officiating the ceremonies, maybe Caprice would have some time to poke around alone. Hopefully not entirely alone, if no one dared risk detention.
Da-Xia Chen
Tsushima Diver Services, Main Lobby



Da-Xia's main reaction to Reina's presence was a slightly furrowed brow as 'actually hit their target' was brought up. It did not seem she particularly enjoyed being made fun of, but she otherwise held her tongue and instead looked to the next one to come and join the group.

"That is, you say you will not bite if we do not inform you of our proceedings?" Da-Xia went from a mildly sad expression to thoroughly bewildered as the Holder took the stage. "Is this to be implying we should not inform you? Or we should?" Fortunately for Da-Xia, Hyun-Jin took the lead in explaining things.

TK Group, Lobby



"Ah! Are you to be the one our services are in service to?" Da-Xia smiled brightly, waving to the smoking woman. "I am eager to begin this quest, so please, let us start with the briefing and paperwork!" Da-Xia, though she did feel out of place on an island, certainly got a booster shot of cheerfulness when on the cusp of a heroic quest!
I can try to get a post up tomorrow.
Is the TK Group's office in a different city and the plane ride has already happened, or is that yet to come?


"Ah, so you go the false choice route, so that someone can pretend they're being rebellious and defying you while still doing exactly what you want them to. A solid enough strategy." Caprice stretched her arms, lacing her fingers together and giving them a crack above her head. "I think I've come to a decision. I'll offer to do what I want, and if it counts as a crime, then you can give it a score and say I was in the Umbral games."


"Hmm? Well, everyone in this room is a subset of everything, so yes." Caprice answered Akiko's question with a smile. "Though to be less coy, these cards simply show a pale reflection of my soul. And everyone you meet, even for the most fleeting of moments, touches your soul. Whether they will build you or destroy you, who can say." Caprice sent a card flicking low across the table slipping right into Akiko's fingers, which showed... Akiko. Blurry at first, but as Caprice stared further at Akiko, the picture became more precise and true to life. Though colored with the current level of disturbance she felt, as Caprice had not known Akiko for long enough to make more than a snap judgment about her. "Perhaps I will forget you in time and your image will fade from my existence, perhaps I will remember you."

"But, if you're frightened, simply remember the first rule of magic. It's just a dumb trick. All you hold before you is a picture on a card. And not even a real card made out of proper paper." Caprice snapped her finger and the card's vanished from Akiko's hand.

"Ultimately, I'm more interested in learning how you enforce your dominance than adding another skill to my hand, at least at this juncture. You may count me among the delinquents for now." Caprice finally answered the president, declining the tarot class.
Da-Xia Chen
Tsushima Diver Services, Main Lobby



The laughter didn't phase Da-Xia any. She was in a crowded building full of people, any one of whom could have looked up something funny on any number of electronic devices, and was not the kind of person to hear laughter and assume it was aimed at her. When someone went flying past her, on the other hand, she looked for the unusual source of wind, in precisely the wrong direction to see what was going on. Scratching her temple for a moment, she shrugged it off.

The location being Night City was both advantage and disadvantage to Da-Xia. Streets were the flat out ideal terrain. But there were also lots of buildings and verticality that were decidedly the worst terrain for her. But after having offered her services, there was no way Da-Xia would back down. "My deepest thanks that you would allow me to join you, Sir Michael, Sir Hyun-jin. Da-Xia shall not let you down." She bowed to each in turn.

At the question of whether either of them were holders, Da-Xia's brow furrowed. She glanced over her shoulder at her massive lance, then at Hyun-jin's not unimpressive sword either. Then back at Michael. Then at the weapons again, then at Michael. Oooh! He had a cool eye-scar and was wearing sunglasses indoors! He must be one of those cool blind swordsmen from the stories! "Nay, Sir Michael, I am not a Holder, but Da-Xia Chen's lance and steed are ready to serve. It also has a grenade launcher with flashbangs!" She unslung her lance held it in front of her with the same proud grin one might use when holding forth a particularly stretchy cat. Before realizing that she had just come to the conclusion that Michael was blind and she put it away.
Da-Xia Chen
Tsushima Diver Services, Main Lobby



Da-Xia appeared uncomfortable in her skin as she walked in Tsushima. Opposed to the cool confidence she portrayed aboard her loyal steed, relaxed and set back, Da-Xia's shoulders crept forward, and her arms kept tight about her frame defensively. Something about islands always felt so claustrophobic to her, and cities doubly so. More at home on the mainland was she, where there was always the option to simply roam into the wild as Da-Xia was wont to do. But such flights of whimsy required resources, which in turn required money, which brought her to Tsushima. The Diver Services in particular, of course.

But a certain sound shocked Da-Xia straight up, sending a tingle of joy through her spine and joy to her lips. The cries of those in distress always brought a smile to her face! Wait, it sounds really bad when you put it like that... She's just excited to get a chance to be a big hero, really, honest.

Regardless of various confused motives, Da-Xia bounded across the lobby several times excitedly, looking for the source. Her haste was her undoing, as she passed the boy several times before locating him, by which time Michael had already made his full pitch. Nonetheless, she did find him eventually, coming to a skidding halt in front of the boy just as he was was half out of his chair to respond to Michael. "Hark! I cannot stand idle while those in need cry out for want of righteous might. Da-Xia, Knight-Errant, stands ready with her lance to take up your noble cause!" She firmly smacked a tightly clenched fist to her chest with rather more jiggle than normally considered elegant.

It was only after delivering this full impassioned speech, that Da-Xia seemed to finally notice the boy had been getting out of his chair to engage with Michael, and she followed his gaze and pieced it together. "Ah! My deepest apologies sir." Glancing at his sword, she assumed he must be another diver. She bowed deeply before returning upright. "I did not notice you had presented your services first. I will not oppose your first right of refusal." Drawing a step back out of the way after stating her piece, she waited for the boy to address Michael.
@OwO Forgot how mentions work, see above.
@OwO do you mind if I have my post assume that the boy was going to stand up and start to engage with Michael? I have some plans for sillies.
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