Post number #343004, ID: 80ff19
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> Unknown where the housemaids are, the front door remains broke open, windows smashed and gate torn down. A black Mercedes SLS AMG sits in the garage port. '2bnieraut' emblazed on the plate.
Post number #343008, ID: 3ae76b
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>John show's up in his old getup. Jeans, combat boots, and his shemagh. He's visually armed, holding a 416, with a pistol in a very visible leg holster. And yet despite all the get up, he looks visually calm, he approaches the front door, giving it a knock. "Anyone home?"
Post number #343010, ID: 80ff19
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> There's less than an answer, the rest of the door falls off the team as he knocks. Dead silence fills most.
Post number #343012, ID: 3ae76b
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>>343010 "Fuck." >John steps through, curious as to what has happened.
Post number #343016, ID: 80ff19
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> Overturned furniture, broken glass and a just broken house lays out in front of him. There's hardly any light, but as he gets closer, he can hear taps from upstairs.
Post number #343018, ID: 3ae76b
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>>343016 >John feels goosebumps on his skin, as he avoids the broken glass, attaching and turning on his light to see, an head upstairs.
Post number #343023, ID: 80ff19
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> The hallway is pitch black without a light. One of four rooms hold the tapping, and it's at the very end of the hall. More things as pictures and drawers are knocked over.
Post number #343025, ID: 3ae76b
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>John slowly approaches one of the non-tapping rooms, slowly opening the door to see what is inside.
Post number #343028, ID: 80ff19
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>Bedrooms, the one he's opened hadn't been touched yet. But entering the others, there's a bit of a different mess in each. Nothing of importance, sadly.
Post number #343033, ID: 3ae76b
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>"At least there's no traps." >John slowly approaches the door, prepping a flash-bang... >And things start to go very quickly, the door gets a slight gap, with a flash-bang thrown through, and as it goes on, the door no longer stands, John having burst through it. "Hands up, heads down!" >He scans the room...
Post number #343034, ID: 80ff19
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> The tapping has stopped. the final room he's entered is a large bathroom. The flashbang has hit its only target in the room, whose now rolling on the ground in a whine. Elliott Ruemond has an exoskeleton in place of the older one that was taken off.
Post number #343039, ID: 3ae76b
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"Elliott?" >John stick to his procedures, zip tying her hands behind her hand. "Don't do anything, stay in place. All will be fine." >John keeps looking around the room. There's no way that this is it. "ADA! KAZ! COME OUT!"
Post number #343040, ID: 80ff19
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> There's not another sound, if anyone else is there, they're doing a damn good job.
Post number #343041, ID: 3ae76b
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"Fucking... god damn it!" >John shouts in anger, as he whips out his phone, calling his insider cultist.
Post number #343042, ID: 80ff19
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> As the phone begins to ring, there's movement just outside the doorway. Silent as ever, but visible shadows pass.
Post number #343047, ID: 3ae76b
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>John can't get to his main rifle, so he goes for his hand gun, aiming. "DON'T FUCKING MOVE!"
Post number #343048, ID: 80ff19
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> The shadows pass by quickly, heavy footsteps make their way to the stairs!
Post number #343049, ID: 80ff19
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> Elliott cries out, kicking and hitting her head on the ground. She scoots back and makes it against the wall.
Post number #343050, ID: 3ae76b
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>>343048 >John begins to shoot towards the feet, trying to incapacitate, rather than kill, but does not move from his spot. "FUCKING COWARDS!"
Post number #343052, ID: 80ff19
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>>343050 > There's no more movement outside. But Elliott continues to freak out. She attempts to stand, but strangely, her feet keep slipping, as if resisting.
"J-Joh...John!"
Post number #343053, ID: 3ae76b
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>>343052 >John comes to her side, comforting her, getting her up on her feet with one hand, still looking at the door with his other. "It's alright, It's alright. I'm here."
Post number #343058, ID: 80ff19
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>>343053 > She leans against him, clearly having been crying. the side of her head has dried blood, and more due to her head hitting the ground. "The-They-They wo-won't.. They won't.."
> Her speech becomes jibberish as different thoughts spout at the same time. She may begin to cry again.
Post number #343059, ID: 3ae76b
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>>343058 >John freezes up, not knowing what to do. He barely attempts to pat her, comforting her. "Uh.. It'll be fine. Don't worry. I'm here."
Post number #343062, ID: 80ff19
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>>343059 > She sniffs, looking up to him, her blue eyes shine with tears. "J-John, the v-voi-voices.. They hurt.. They.. They want me to j-join them.."
Post number #343066, ID: 3ae76b
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>>343062 >John looks at her, worried sick, slowly twisting to a face of anger. "Tell the voices to fuck off. I want to hear you say it, fuck even shout it." >John puts his gun away, picking up his phone, that he dropped grabbing Elliott. He begins dialling a number, and calls it. "Felix? I know you are wondering who this is, but disregard that, I need your help. 3014 Stratford. It's a 10-18."
Post number #343067, ID: 80ff19
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>>343066 "Ah, eh? Okay.. 10-17, over." > Felix's voice copies over the phone.
Post number #343068, ID: 80ff19
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>>343066 "Ah, b-but, but.."
Post number #343069, ID: 3ae76b
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>>343067 "Make sure you're 10-42." >John chucks the phone lightly on to the floor, turning on the speaker phone. "The med kit, shit, where is it?" >He looks around the bathroom, still holding Elliott.
Post number #343070, ID: 80ff19
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>>343069 "10-4."
Post number #343072, ID: 3ae76b
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>>343068 "Trust me. We'll get through this, now go tell those voices to fuck off." >John smiles weakly, worried for her state, and how long she would be stable for.
Post number #343073, ID: 80ff19
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>>343069 "T-The cabinets." > She whimpers, the medkit immediately found under the sink. The moving has broken the zip tie off from her exoskeleton, and she struggles to keep her balance with her hands untied.
Post number #343074, ID: 80ff19
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>>343070 > Shortly after the talk, A police SUV arrives with lights flashing through the windows. Felix Hazard steps out of the vehicle and heads to the back of the car, not thinking of entering the building without his guns. He's visible through any window in the house.
Post number #343075, ID: 3ae76b
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>>343073 "Thanks. stay seated on the toilet, get your balance together." >John finds and opens the medkit, and begins to check on Elliot's head.
Post number #343076, ID: 3ae76b
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>>343075 >John sees the lights from the hallway, and immediately speaks up. "Felix! We are in the upstairs bathroom! 2 People! Hostiles possible!"
Post number #343079, ID: 4367c8
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>>343075 > Her head's still bleeding severely. It's obvious she's been tapping it against the ground.
Post number #343080, ID: 4367c8
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>>343076 > He gets to the loud speaker. "Copy that. do you need a weapon?"
Post number #343083, ID: 3ae76b
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>>343079 >He begins cleaning the wound with disinfectant from the med-kit, and begins to dress it.
Post number #343332, ID: 976ef1
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>>343083 "John.." > Elliott moans lightly, light headed and already uncomfortable.
Post number #343337, ID: e1e296
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>>343332 "Hold on, you're bleeding heavily, and not telling the voices to fuck off." >John finishes patching it up the head wound, digging around his jacket for some pills, pulling them out. "Here, some painkillers. They should ease the pain."
Post number #343338, ID: d6a3d6
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>>343083 > Hazard makes his way from the truck to the doorway. With him is his model 870 with tac-light and Glock 17. He shines the light, attempting to find bis way through to John.
Post number #343342, ID: 976ef1
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>>343337 > She nods, mentally controlling what she can whilst popping the pills into her mouth.
Post number #343347, ID: e1e296
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>>343342 >John holsters his handgun, and slings his 417 round to his back, and picks up Elliott. "Sorry, but We need to get out of here, fast."
Post number #343350, ID: 976ef1
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>>343347 "Ah.. Uwah-"
Post number #343351, ID: d6a3d6
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>>343347 > He stops, groans and then waits for John to come down, keeping his shotgun trained on the downstairs section.
Post number #343352, ID: d6a3d6
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"John, What's going on?"
Post number #343356, ID: e1e296
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>>343351 "Felix, SoF is back. I thought you had a patrol near this place?" >John gets down the stairs, tired of carrying Elliott.
"Sorry Elli, I got to let you down." >He sets her down, carefully, still supporting her, unsure if she can walk.
Post number #343367, ID: 976ef1
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>>343356 > She nods, a bit concerned. She wobbles.some, but stands fine.
Post number #343369, ID: d6a3d6
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>>343356 "SoF? I'm not following, John. I thought you killed her."
Post number #343376, ID: e1e296
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>>343369 "That's what I thought so to. But It's worse now. They got Kazuki Naka as a new leader, and Ada is still pulling the strings." >John swallows some pills he gave earlier to Elliott.
Post number #343381, ID: d6a3d6
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"Kazuki? Oh fuck this... Alright, let's get away from here and we can work this out a bit more." > Hazard leads to the front door.
Post number #343384, ID: 976ef1
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> Just before >>343381 > The door is blocked by a figure... That figure? Kazuki Nakamura. He stands with a disappointed look on his face.
Post number #343388, ID: e1e296
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>>343384 "Kaz. Get out of my way." >John stares at Kaz, grabbing Elliott.
Post number #343392, ID: 976ef1
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>>343388 > He chuckles. "You know it isn't that easy anymore, John." >He looks to Elliott expressionless. "Why isn't the goddess doing anything?"
Post number #343395, ID: d6a3d6
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>>343392 "Hands up, now!" > Hazard raises his shotgun, moving for Kazuki.
Post number #343396, ID: e1e296
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>>343392 "I gave her anti-depresants, nulls her from all the screaming, now get out of my way, Kaz, before I make you in to the way." >John puts a hand on his handgun.
Post number #343402, ID: 976ef1
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>>343396 > His grip is tight enough to hold onto Elliott as she suddenly attempts to pull, reaching out for Felix. This, however gives Kazuki the advantage to attack Hazard, stripping his gun.
Post number #343409, ID: e1e296
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>>343402 "Elliott! Stay down!" >John pulls her down, as he goes towards cover with her. "Why Kaz!?"
Post number #343411, ID: d6a3d6
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> Felix fights to stand back up and get to his own cover. (Keeping the 15.)
Post number #343414, ID: 976ef1
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>>343409 > She squirms to escape his grip, as Kazuki ignores his question. He gets knocked back at Felix's attempt and fails to fire a proper shot at him. He gets to cover quickly by the doorway.
Post number #343418, ID: e1e296
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>>343414 "Elliott? What are you doing?" >John looks at her confused.
>>343411 "FELIX! CATCH!" >John readies to throw his 417.
Post number #343422, ID: 976ef1
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>>343418 > She doesn't answer, turning and trying to pin him to the wall! The exoskeleton is powering, giving her strength he may not be able to handle. (d20-2)
Post number #343423, ID: d6a3d6
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"Ready!"
Post number #343429, ID: e1e296
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>>343422 >John gets overpowered, and pinned, leaving his gun at his cover. "Non-Lethal Felix! AGH!"
Post number #343436, ID: 976ef1
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>>343429 "I.. I can't stop them, John!" > She cries as she holds him down. With one hand for his neck, she begins to hold him in the air. "I... I-I have to do this. I'm.. I'm sorry."
Post number #343438, ID: e1e296
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>>343436 >John, losing breath, tries to talk. "Tell... them.... To go... fuck of...f....."
Post number #343443, ID: d6a3d6
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> Hazard attempts a sprint for the gun, to pick up and fire at Elliott!
Post number #343453, ID: 976ef1
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>>343443 >>343438 > Elliott's remaining time is spent glaring at him, torn between the voices and John. At that moment, seen in her eyes, she's lost.
Gone.
And with the roll of 11, one nails her calf, and two in the back, about at her abdomen.
Post number #343454, ID: 976ef1
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>>343453 > She releases John immediately.
Post number #343460, ID: e1e296
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>>343454 >John drops down to the ground, gasping for air, but not for long, as he digs in his pockets, getting his last flashbang, as he pulls the pin, and chucks it in the direction of Kaz. "KKKAAAAAAZZZZZ!"
Post number #343466, ID: 976ef1
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>>343460 > He's already torn out of the doorway, it hits him enough for a few stumbles, but he runs for his car nonetheless.
Post number #343467, ID: e1e296
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>>343466 >John gives chase after catching his breath, sprinting at full pace after Kaz in a fit of rage and fury.
Post number #343468, ID: d6a3d6
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>>343454 > Hazard just stays with Elliott, attempt to keep her down without force.
Post number #343470, ID: 976ef1
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> Reaching the garage, Kazuki knows he won't be able to get away just getting into the car. He turns and prepares for a fight! (D20 battle)
Post number #343472, ID: e1e296
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(6) >John goes for a tackle, to get Kaz to the ground!
Post number #343473, ID: 976ef1
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>>343472 (9 Oh dear lord) > Kazuki is able to move past, using his momentum to slam John into the side of the car. He spins John around for a step up Enzuigiri!(18)
Post number #343474, ID: e1e296
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>>343473 (1)... >John's head slams in to the side of the car, giving him a severe concussion, as he gets even more of a concussion from the Enzuigiri. His nose is gushing blood rapidly, as he lies on the ground, getting up unsteadily, leaning on the car. "Who taught you to fight? Your mother from the circus?" (5)
Post number #343475, ID: 976ef1
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(19) > Kazuki runs and knees him in the gut, forcing him back to the ground. "I'm not hear to talk, I'm here to finish this." > He backs up and runs at John, aiming a knee to his head!
Post number #343491, ID: e1e296
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>>343475 (14 = 18-4) >John rolls sideways, but gets clipped on his shoulder, by the bottom of Kazuki's leg. "AUgh!" >He grabs Kazuki's leg, and goes for the crown jewels. (12 =16-4)
Post number #343496, ID: 976ef1
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>>343491 > (4) Kazuki shouts in pain as he jumps back, falling and rolling on the ground.
"Cheap ass!"
Post number #343498, ID: e1e296
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>>343496 "Nothing cheap in war. Where did the no talk go?" >John slowly gets up, reading a fighting stance, now brandishing brass knuckles.
Post number #343505, ID: 976ef1
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>>343498 > Kazuki stands slowly, gritting his teeth and readying himself. He goes for am immediate punch from anger. (-1)
Post number #343519, ID: e1e296
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>>343505 (17) >John dodges and grabs him by the punching hand, using it to gain momentum as he pulls Kaz towards him, and goes straight for Kaz's chest in a punch.
Post number #343527, ID: 976ef1
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>>343519 > Breathless, Kazuki falls on his back and almost shriveled up. He rolls and coughs blood, a quick defeat.
Post number #343529, ID: e1e296
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>>343527 >The adrenalin fading, John leans, and slowly slides down the car, fading from bloodloss. "O-One puuun- *cough* - nnnch."
Post number #343640, ID: 90d6d3
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(One more time I suppose.)
Post number #343648, ID: 6c7a75
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(Can we just pretend that everything that happened — happened?)
Post number #343653, ID: 90d6d3
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(Yeah, that'll work.)
Post number #343894, ID: eb986e
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>After the unfolded events have passed, All has calmed...
>On the porch of the building, sits John, his whole head bandaged, with a bottle of whiskey in hand.
Post number #343917, ID: cb9096
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> Engine revving is loud and distant, but soon, Kazuki's infamous black bike makes it's way to the residence. It parks along the sidewalk, and the rider shuts off the engine, looking to John as he gets off.
Post number #343919, ID: eb986e
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>Now that the headlight of the bike has shown on him, you can see him in a hospital gown. "Kaz." >John says, as he pops a few pills, given by the hospital, as he takes another swig from his bottle.
Post number #343928, ID: cb9096
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"John." > Kazuki removes his helmet, taking a look at him in questioning.
"So.. Another unplanned run?"
> He attempts to play it off.
Post number #343937, ID: eb986e
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>>343928 "Yeah. It was a rescue mission. At this place." >John keeps drinking.
> He looks up at the broken building, unsure what to say next. He takes a minute of silence before continuing.
"This Marie. I need to go get her. Do you want to come along?"
> He tries to change the topic immediately.
Post number #343950, ID: eb986e
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"You know who lived here, right?" >John takes the last swig from the bottle, now empty. "Obviously you know. As your the one who assaulted her, and broke my skull." >John's words don't let out a hint of anger, instead, it's bitter sadness, and disappointment.
Post number #343955, ID: cb9096
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>>343950 "John."
Post number #343958, ID: eb986e
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>>343955 "You know what you did, but it's all my fault. I didn't save her in time." >John leans over as he sits.
Post number #343961, ID: cb9096
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>>343958 > Kazuki sighs and approaches, sitting by him. "You know damn well none of it is your fault."
Post number #343964, ID: eb986e
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>>343961 "Then who's was it, Kaz." >John finishes his pills off, as he rolls the empty bottle off his fingers.
Post number #343967, ID: cb9096
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>>343964 "Mine, I'm the one that let it happen, that did it."
> He draws a boxnof cigarettes, offering one to John.
"In the long run, it's Ada's."
Post number #343968, ID: eb986e
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>>343967 >John declines the cigarettes. "And yet you choose to lay her. But that does not matter, as all I ask, is that you stay away from Elliott."
Post number #343970, ID: cb9096
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>>343968 "That's what I mean. My fault."
> Kazuki takes it instead, lighting the end with a match.
"But you know, until I get myself solved, I can't do that. And it's only a matter of time before she starts coming to me."
Post number #343973, ID: eb986e
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>>343970 "So go do that. And get out of my face." >John gets up, and begins walking away.
Post number #343979, ID: cb9096
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> He doesn't stop John, too humiliated to try. He sits in his own torment, soaking up before standing and heading back for his bike.
Post number #344038, ID: 1611dd
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>A police car slowly pulls up in the driveway, it's driver trying to get out after killing the engine
Post number #344040, ID: cb9096
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> Kazuki makes his way over from his bike, eager to see who has arrived in >>344038 .
Post number #344045, ID: 1611dd
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>A tiny child, wearing an oversized GCPD uniform suddenly pulls out of the car, she has shoulder length blonde hair and red eyes, They remind you of someone else... >She has two horns sticking out of her forehead, they make her look like a small Oni child... she's really small, almost comically so >She turns to Kazuki with a frown on her face "Don't say anything you might regret" >She says
Post number #344046, ID: cb9096
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"Er... Y-Yes, ma'am. Anywho, where is the mistress?" > He picks as carefully as possible.
Post number #344057, ID: 1611dd
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"The who? OH RIGHT, THE WEIRDO!" >She starts thumping the ground with her foot, huffing and puffing "THIS RUDE PERSON, THIS... THIS GIRL!" >She suddenly opens the door, revealing a sleeping Marie holding a large piece of Shiny metal "SHE TOYED WITH ME AND FELL ALSEEP IN THE CAR!"
Post number #344062, ID: cb9096
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"She's Like that, I wouldn't get too worried about it."
> Kazuki reaches in, instead of waking her, he picks her up and carries her out.
"Thank you for bringing her. And sorry for the trouble she's caused. Is there anything I can do?"
Post number #344067, ID: 1611dd
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>>344062 "NO, mom told me to never trust old men with questionable fashion senses or bikes! and I need to go home and eat" >The small oni says while puffing her chest out, like she was proud of what she said "So I'll be going, tell that girl Sergeant Ta Chanka of the GCPD is an ADULT and that while she COULD of drawn with markers on her sleeping face, she restrained herself!"
Post number #344070, ID: cb9096
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"I'm 18.." > Kazuki whispers to himself before shaking his head. "Yes miss Ta Chanka. Again, thank you for your efforts."
Post number #344076, ID: 1611dd
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>The small officer gets back into her car and drives off, you hold Marie in your arms
Post number #344084, ID: c003d9
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> Kazuki attempts to wake Marie, inspecting the piece of metal as he does. "Hey, Marie.."
Post number #344090, ID: 1611dd
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>The piece of metal is adorned with writing: >"AUCR CORPUS RESEARCH - SAINT IBARAKI" >You've heard the name of that corp before, but Marie shows no signs of waking up, only mumbling in her sleep
Post number #344115, ID: c003d9
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"Saints, AUCR... Hm." > Kazuki sighs and moves inside the building, finding a bed for her before laying her in. He takes time before leaving her in the room, and shooting a message to John stating [Come back here.]
Post number #344125, ID: c003d9
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>>344115 > Idea! Kazuki attempts the number of OS, unsure of her whereabouts, status or even existence. "Hello? You there, hello?"
Post number #344135, ID: 1611dd
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>The phone picks up and a Yawn is heard "Hi, this is Elena, who is this?" >She sounds tired
Post number #344148, ID: c003d9
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>>344135 "Kazuki! It's me, Kaz. Marie.. Marie's not in the game."
Post number #344154, ID: 1611dd
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>>344148 "Huh? what are you... oh, right Kazuki, sorry I didn't expect you to call me, but... Marie? my Husband?" >OS seems confused and tired
Post number #344170, ID: c003d9
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>>344154 "Ye- Wait, nonono, listen.." "Into the Depths. The terminal, the game, I know this sounds crazy, but.. One of the characters are walking out in our world right now. Lady Marie of Auburn."
Post number #344176, ID: 1611dd
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"HUH?" >OS just seems even more confused "Wait... did something happen in town while I was well, doing other things? Anything you could think about?"
Post number #345214, ID: c003d9
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"Eh? I wasn't exactly in town in for the last few hours.." > Kazuki shakes his head, sighing. "Listen, when you're available, is there someplace I can come by? this'll be a bit important."
Post number #345524, ID: e68828
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> A squad car approaches the building soon. The same one Kazuki was arrested in. Out steps.. Argyle? A female looking officer equipped with a Glock 17 on their waste. They begin approaching the house, knocking on the door frame.
"Hello? Anyone here?" > A feminine voice ripples through silence.
Post number #345526, ID: 6f046d
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> A suited-woman spots an outsider. She was intently listening to the voice intruding the house before: it was a voice she is familiar with — but now there is a newcomer.
"—What should I do, what was I'm doing here?!"
> She mutters, trying as hard as possible to hide herself from Kazuki and whoever he brought with him.
Post number #345527, ID: c003d9
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>>345524 "Eh? H-Hold on, I gotta call you back." > Kazuki doesn't give any time for OS to respond, heading down the stairs.
Post number #345529, ID: 6f046d
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(*what did I do here?!)
Post number #345530, ID: c003d9
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>>345529 (Eh?! I think you were cleaning..)
Post number #345531, ID: 6f046d
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>>345530 (Yep, but this isn't the same Uni as before.)
Post number #345535, ID: c003d9
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> Kaz doesn't spot Uni, but instead the officer. "Uh, h-hello?"
Post number #345539, ID: e68828
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>>345535 "So what now?" > The officer has her arms crossed, tapping her foot in mild patience.
Post number #345540, ID: c003d9
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>>345539 > Confused, Kazuki looks to the Officer's badge.
Post number #345545, ID: e68828
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>>345540 > 'Felix Hazard'. > He looks just about the same as Argyle.
Post number #345546, ID: 6f046d
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> A loud 'thud' can be heard inside the house. It comes from upstairs, resonating just enough to determine what actually fell.
"—Curses!"
> A voice follows, albeit not as loud as the thud itself.
Post number #345548, ID: c003d9
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>>345546 > Kazuki takes a second before turning to the sound. "Just, just a second. Come on in." > Kazuki begins walking to the sound, trying to find where it comes from.
Post number #345550, ID: e68828
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>>345548 > Hazard sigbs, following him in.
Post number #345552, ID: 6f046d
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> The source is clear: a woman that fell one step down the stair.
"K-Kazuki?"
> The woman was not at all a stranger and neither was Kazuki to her. She stood up slowly, an expression of surprise painted in her face.
"W-what are you doing in Elliott's house anyway? And where is Elliott?"
Post number #345560, ID: c003d9
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"I uh.. Uni, I'll have to explain it to you with the officer here, but I can't tell you unless you promise me something." > Kazuki waits for Felix to arrive.
Post number #345564, ID: e68828
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>>345560 > He arrives, looking to Uni. "Eh? Hello, Uni." > He throws a peace sign, as if he wasn't cute enough.
Post number #345569, ID: 6f046d
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> Uni only tilts her head, showing signs of confusion.
"—H-hello?"
> She turns back to Kazuki, trying to put together who the newcomer is.
"Promise you what?"
Post number #345575, ID: c003d9
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>>345569 "First, you won't freak out. Second, you won't.. You won't get angry with me. I already fucked up as bad as it is." > He sits down on the bed next to Marie, focused on Uni.
Post number #345578, ID: 6f046d
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"W-why would I be angry at you? You are a strange one, Kazuki. We haven't met for.. months, even — and that is what you say?"
> Uni says, even more confusion painted in her face.
Post number #345590, ID: c003d9
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> Kazuki looks between Felix and Uni, before spilling the entire story. He doesn't go fast, but he gets it through in less than thirty minutes.
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> Uni expression became unreadable, or perhaps she is trying to maintain a stoic expression through the story.
"I-It's.."
> She backs down to a wall, her hands trembling.
"... T-that's not you, right? T-that's not Kazuki."
> Unable to contain her emotions any longer, she holds up her hand, covering her face out of the moment.
"—W-why."
> There isn't a single tear but even a single look is enough to tell Uni is trying as hard as she can to not break down.
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> Kazuki, now refusing to look at her, doesn't answer.
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>>345616 "Although you did did it to yourself, it's not what you wanted. Was it, Kaz?"
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> Uni tries to stay silent, muttering only incomprehensible words.
"I—I.."
> She stands up, going outside the house — but she didn't leave; she just can't see Kazuki's face with what he had done.
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>>345633 > Felix leaves Kazuki and heads outside after Uni. Once spotting her, he approaches. "Uni... It's gonna be alright."
Post number #346222, ID: 6f046d
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"—I.. I lost everything—.. and for what?"
> Uni gasps for breath, her chest felt heavy and it doesn't help that tears began welling from her eye.
"N-now there will be one more person I can't save. I—.."
> She wipes her tears, but they doesn't stop flowing.
"—I won't be able to save anyone."
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"To think thee wouldt make a lady cry just as this one woke up, thou'rt really a fool Kazuki" >A voice comes from the corner of the room, and Marie appears from the shadow "How could This one sleep whilst a maiden cried near, aye it is impossible, and to think that maiden would be crying 'bout thou actions, what hast thee done Kazuki..." >She seems dissapointed
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>>346265 "Many a bad deeds, Marie." > Kazuki looks up to her. "To start, I've betrayed Thy's trust."
Post number #346304, ID: d37e49
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>>346298 "Aye it appears so, thou doest not ressemble the man This one met in that wretched hole, what happened to thou? How could thee do something like this, I heard them call you a killer kazuki and that the police hadt you in their grasp" >She looks way more serious than you remember her to be, it helps that she has substance, and is standing right in front of you... Despitd her small size, she seems like a giant, an aura greater than anything you've ever seen before
Post number #346318, ID: a8e533
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>>346304 "They did, yes. I can tell this one now, I have donned death upon innocent. And now I must pay. But before I do, I must fix what I've wronged."
Post number #346333, ID: d37e49
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>>346318 "..." >Marie stands in silence before shaking her head "Atleast thou will repent will thee not? This one does not believe thou must suffer any more punishement for thine's actions" >She smiles "As long as thee feels remorse, and carries thy burden in penitance, This one knows thou'rt not a bad man, and that shall somethibg like this happen again thou will make the reasonable choice, is this one wrong?" >She smiles and gets closer "thee shalt now pat this one's head"
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>>346333 > Kazuki chuckles and does so. "Thank you, m'lady. Thou always knoweth when and what t'say." > Upon standing, he takes a breath and looks to the door. "I must go and apologize to the mistress outside."
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>>346379 "Aye, apologizing is always a good first step, umu" >she seems happy about the pats "Thou'rt a fine man Kazuki, This one is sure thine's choice will be for the best in the future, the Kazuki This one knows would never act in such a way as to hurt those who doest not deserve it after-all" >She says with a smile "This one shall wait here, go on and do not make the lady wait long"
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>>346222 "You haven't lost everything, Uni." > Hazard now stands directly behind her. "You've still got yourself."
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> Kazuki nods and heads outside, looking for Uni.
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"—A-and that won't change anything.. I—.."
> Uni is at lost for words. Her pauses became longer as she finally cried.
"—I.. really am that powerless."
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>>346412 > Hazard reaches out and hugs her tightly, sighing and patting her head. "No, no your not, Uni.. Please don't cry..."
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> Spotting the two, Kazuki takes a breath before approaching, knowing his role less than well. "U-Uni..?"
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> Uni's cries have been reduced to whimpering. She finds comfort Hazard's hug, not complaining one single bit to it.
> She heard Kazuki, but she doesn't face him — or at least, she isn't willing to.
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>>346441 > Hazard doesn't speak a word, not looking to Kaz, but keeping his gaze off Uni.
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> Taking a second to piece together a sentence, Kazuki speaks once more.
"U-Uni.. I can say sorry all I want, I know it won't change anything, but.. I can still make it up to you. I.. I can't change what I did, but I can make sure it never happens again. It was stupid, foolish, and.. It wasn't like me. Please, give me another chance."
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"I-I always give everyone second and third chances."
> Uni replies with a shaking voice.
"—P-promise me, Kazuki. Promise me you will never need the third chance."
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> Hazard slowly let's her go, almost in tears himself. He let's Uni to Kazuki and steps back a bit, Seeing the reaction.
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>>346457 > Kazuki takes her hand, now directly front of Uni. "You know, I don't make the same mistakes twice. I promise, Uni." > He tries looking her in the eyes, hoping, praying for her forgiveness.
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> Uni's right eye is puffy from all the crying, she couldn't muster a single word in this instant. Her lips quiver as she forms a response.
"—T-thank you."
> Was all she could say clearly.
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>>346470n > Satisfied, Kazuki brushes her hair and kisses her forehead. Soft as he can, he gives her a great hug. "Sorry for worrying you, I didn't mean it."
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> There was a short pause. Uni said nothing, but she accepts the hug regardless — feeling the warmth of Kazuki's body against her own.
"I-I.. I don't want to lose anyone anymore. I have had enough lost. I.. I don't want—"
> There was nothing she could have said differently; her voice was still weak and trembling, there was no more tears to be seen from her.
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>>346621 "I understand, Uni. I can't give you everything, and.. I know it's not much, but I promise you won't lose me again."
> Finding himself holding back guilt, he continues.
"If there's anything you need, I'm here. Just for you."
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>Marie slowly comes out of the house with a warm smile "So hast thou madeup? This one hopes tis serves as a lesson to thou Kazuki"
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>>347781 > He looks to Marie, and back down to Uni.
"Rightfully so. Uni, has thou met Mistress Marie of Auburn?"
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> Uni wipes the remaining tears from her face, trying to look less depressed in front of Marie.
"—My.. my, Kazuki hath a gorgeous lady."
> Her voice is returning to normal, but there is clearly the remainder of her sorrow.
"S-say, whence from dost thou reside?"
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>>347805 "This one resides within the great lands of Armon's Field! Tis a beautiful place" >She says while puffing her chest, her tail is wagging like crazy "Although this one seemeth to have come somewhere else... Tis a troublesome reality" >She gets closer and hands Uni a Handkerchief "Tis for you, staunch the flow of tears wouldt thee not?"
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"Thank you, my dear."
> Uni takes the handkerchief, using it to wipe off the sadness from her eye.
"All's well; I beckon 'tis surely a magical cloth!"
> She jests, lightening the atmosphere around her.
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>>347822 "Marie does know how to acquire such." > Kazuki chuckles, looking to Marie. "So, should thou be taught where tis is? This truly is a world you aren't familiar with."
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>>349135 "My word, it appears thou art right, this one knows little of this city although it reminds this one of the old matador" >She nods to herself "Tis a troublesome thing really, this one doest not like technology one bit"
Post number #349242, ID: 215995
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>>349186 "Ah, m'lady. Technology runs this very place. Thou must understand this, if thy wish to live properly. Let it be told, the name is Glitch City."
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>>349242 "Ugh" >Marie seems uncomfortable, she grabs her tail and strokes it "T-This one doest not like technology, it makes us feel all weird... Tis a troublesome situation to say the least... Thou hast better not leave this one alone in this city!"
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>>349251 "Thy shall not, ye have m'word." > He pats her head once more for comfort! "Now then, Uni..?"
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> Uni, who has been intently listening the conversation, turns to Kazuki at his call.
"—Hmh?"
Post number #349261, ID: 215995
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"Would you like to come along? I'm planning to... Apologize to Elliott. I've also need help explaining to Marie where she's at, because she's, as you already know, not exactly from here."
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"If apologising is what you are after, then—.. I have no choice but to come—"
> She goes back to Marie, accepting her task to guide the lady.
"Fret not, doth shalt know of this wretched city with time."
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>>349254 "Umu, Thine's pats put this one's worries at rest" >Marie is happy
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>>349269 "I fear this one will have a hard time, Mine's hatred of vile technology is normal for us Magus" >She sighs "And this one still wonders how she ended here... Truly a conendrum"
Post number #349281, ID: 215995
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"Truly. Alright, let us go forth. My vehicle is over here." > Kazuki nods, turning and beginning for his vehicle. Instead of the bike, he aims for the silver Mercedes in the garage.
Post number #349285, ID: 515822
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"M-magus?!"
> Uni's eyes glows with excessive burst of happiness after hearing the word.
"—I-I.. 'tis verily a good day!"
> Her sadness is nowhere to be seen as she too, embarks on the quest together.
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>>349281 "Must This one really ride in that infernal carriage? Doest thou not... H-Have any other options" >She seems incredibly scared of the car even going so far as to hide from it >>349285 "Aye, this one is a magus of high standing, be amazed!"
Post number #349344, ID: 515822
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"—I am amazed! Such magus in this city—"
> With how Uni says her words, she is clearly have been won over by a living magus.
"T-then, what carriage doth thou prefer, my lady?"
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>>3493s44 "This one usually walks..." >She seems serious
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"Hmm.."
> Uni scouts the area, seeing plenty of paths to go through.
"—Kazuki, do you know where Elliott is?"
> She asks the man, perhaps having an idea in her mind.
Post number #349634, ID: 215995
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>>349475 "Torchwood hospital." > He stops, looking back to them both.
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"That.. shouldn't be too far, no?"
> Uni continues, definitely having an idea in her mind.
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>>349635 "W-Well, not at all."
Post number #349948, ID: 2680e6
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"What do you think are the chances for someone to make a run for it from here—.. from where we are now?"
> She puts out her idea, this time it's definitely clear what it is.
Post number #349967, ID: 215995
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>>349948 "Uh... Eh?!" > With an understanding, he laughs a bit before shaking his head. "That's.. not too odd at all."
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"The man has approved of the idea!"
> Uni kneels, letting Marie climb to her shoulders.
"—Let this maid offer thou a service, my lady."
> She gestures what her idea is: taking a run to the hospital with Marie on her back.
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"You..." > He laughs before following behind. "I'm coming, I'm coming!"
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"You can take the car, Kazuki. Put your trust in me when it comes to running and carrying weights—"
> Uni says, one part she is half-joking and the other she is hinting an absurd idea.
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>>349998 "Thou have been outshined kazuki! Aye, thine's back is more than fit for this one's greatness" >Marie laugh but then looks embarrased "If thou could go a bit slower though, this one is not partial to being bobbed around like such..." >She seems a bit afraid of being let go
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"Ha! Do not fear, my lady—.."
> Uni stood up, holding Marie with her. Her left eye glows a distinct white, emitting a whirring sound.
".. For this task is what I am made for!"
> She began dashing at a rapid pace, the speed one can only expect from machine and the likes.
"—We'll go first, Kazuki!"
> Moments later, the two are nowhere to be seen; having taken turns to the hospital ahead of Kazuki.
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>>350194 "THOU ART TOO FAST AAAAHHHHHH" >Marie seems afraid in comical way, holding tighter unto Uni as she tries to hold on "Kazuki save this one!!!" >They're already gone
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| > Unknown where the housemaids are, the front door remains broke open, windows smashed and gate torn down. A black Mercedes SLS AMG sits in the garage port. '2bnieraut' emblazed on the plate.