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Another close call. Ragna glanced down at the gaping hole in his chest, grimacing. Sloppy. He hadn't taken this much damage from those government goons in quite a long time. It was for this very reason that Ragna had fled, to this ominous place - Called the Suicide Forest for it's reputation and unfortunate purpose as a place where many people made pilgrimage to die. The various warning signs did much to ward off common people from coming here, and much less for those who came here with the intent to die.

Ironically enough, Ragna had escaped to this place with the hopes of living on, having evaded the patrol of the Japanese Defense Force. They had always been chumps up until now. Ever since that damn initiative started, they started bringing out the big guns. Whatever the hell hit him, it did quite a bit of damage to him. Hiding out in this cave should be good enough into his Grimoire's regenerative ability put him in a spot where he could walk around without being hindered by his injuries.

"Getting beaten up by a bunch of goddamn mooks... I'm losing my edge, aint' I?... Ugh... Better lay low for a while until they fuck off." He hadn't expected them to continue their search all the way into the forest of trees, even if he was a wanted criminal. Even if they did, he thinks the darkness of the cave will allow him to lay low like he wanted to.

What Ragna did not realize as he crawled through the darkness of the cave, is that he had braced his hand on the handle of a large, flat blade that could be mistaken for a misshapen, jagged rock or a piece of the scenery, the blood coating his glove being spilled onto the blade and handle. He did not think much of this, being fully unaware of just what he was touching thanks to how dark it was.

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“Yeeeah, this place seems secluded enough. Once we meet back here we can probably head somewhere better for eating without being disturbed anyway.” With a quick look down the street, Saito gestured for the two to follow him as he made his way to the end.

A short while and plenty of sneaking around later and they made it to the market district. Saito was crouched down at a corner at the end, pointing toward the various stores, stalls and other assorted vendors. “Alright, there it is… Unless you do something unbelievable we won’t get all of them, so what kinda shop do you wanna hit?

"Let's snag some Chinese food!" Luna said with energy, suddenly clutching the cloth of Saitou's shoulder and trying to drag him in the direction of that place, impatience dripping from her body language. Sena sighed, a rather tired sigh of somebody who was exasperated.

"Be careful... Luna. Don't stray from the plan!" In spite of this Luna keeps going, determined to fill her stomach above all else right now. She'll distract the old farts up at the counter or something! It doesn't matter, as long as she can make it happen!

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warriorsofcrimsonrealms:

Red eyes, not very visible from under his hood stared at him. Yami wants to sigh, but decides not to. “Information on where I can find a certain man. I just consider him a snake. Maybe you might know him. Captain of the Intelligence Division of The N.O.L. Green Hair, Yellow Eyes which resembles a snakes if you ask me, wears a black fedora and suit all the time. His position may not be known, but his general appearance is easy to ask around for.”

Especially if he asks specific people. But, that’s just a giant lie on his part. Its why he prefers keeping his face covered. Yami can say what he wants, and no one can attempt to judge his reaction. That, and his eyes are those of a beasts when he isn’t trying to conceal them. Still, if Hakumen knew who he was things be complicated. They’ve fought on two occasions. One, back when they was still Ragna The Bloodedge and Jin Kisarasgi. And two, back when he was simply the mindless Black Beast and the man in the Susano’o Unit before him was at full power.

“Honestly, my only chance at finding Terumi is to find Hazama first. That ghost in a shell isn’t simple to track down honestly. But, I’ll pay him back for my right arm by cutting off his. Before I put an end to him myself.” Still, describing Hazama made him think of why he’s searching for him in the first place. So he ended up whispering to himself. Though, there was one thing that came to mind.

While Hakumen can’t judge his reaction, he can’t judge Hakumens. They both have their faces concealed. Be easier to act if he could go off of more than the tone of Hakumens voice.

Yami would likely understand that Hakumen was not the sort of person who conceals his objectives or motivations, a utterly straight forward person when it came to his desires and goals, to the point of perhaps even being called simple-minded. When that name pops up, it honestly catches his attention. So this person... He was not wrong. This robed man standing before him bears the burden of a immeasurably strong fate, and Hakumen knew that just from standing before him. He gathers himself before speaking.

"I see... So another has crossed paths with that wretched serpent. Hazama is not so easily found, especially if he decides on staying hidden." Hakumen explains regardless of the fact he's well aware that anyone looking for Hazama would already know that. A gaze is cast upwards, imperceptibly so as he had no eyes but his vision was on Yami with a good deal of scrutiny trying to figure out who this was.

"If I had information on Hazama, I'd be tracking that fiend down myself. I will sever the threads of his fate and end his pitiful existence..." Hakumen promises, for the sake for all those who have fallen to his madness. For Nine, for the world-- For order. This was his promise, one that he would make even at the cost of his own life.

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  ❝Huh, really now?❞ Mai looked at the man curiously, slightly surprised even. So, he was a ninja as well? What a coincidence, almost of the strange kind. —Well, as weird as a giant nail had to be, if there was something Mai regarded as valuable, that was tradition …so, she’d really try not to question it. With his inquire, she is quick to give a smile, and a chuckle so full of that pride so characteristic of her. ❝Oh, my name’s Shiranui Mai! Surely you have heard of the mighty Shiranui ninjutsu, haven’t you?❞    

Bang nods his head, arms crossed over his chest now done with showmanship and trying to play up his larger-than-life persona. Upon hearing her name, he tries to find meaning behind it. He isn't familiar with her, or her clan's techniques but that doesn't make them uninteresting to him.

"Oh, I see! Well met, Miss Shiranui! I can't say I've heard of your clan's techniques myself but that says nothing of their importance! Perhaps you could give me a demonstration?" Has no clue what it is and asks for one either way, since it sounds important.

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project-ecstasy:

“Good… Make sure it stays that way.” Terumi says seriously, frowning at Relius. She wasn’t going to be seduced by him like Hazama was. No way. She found Relius’ hobbies far too sketchy on their own. She began to fix her own tea making it candy sweet with how much sugar she puts in it.

“What?… Every day is another day you gotta fight to survive. I refuse to just lose out there… Maybe you should get your head out of the science books and get out and check out how serious shit can be man.”

"A serious struggle? I see no need for you to be quite so humble, Terumi. Have you truly made enemies with those who you consider leagues above you?" He questioned, knowing damn well that Hakumen and Jubei are a pair not to be taken lightly but something about the way she had answered seemed especially docile and he isn't going to just let her get away with saying thigs like that, now is he?

"That's quite a bit of sugar you added. Is even a bitter taste too much for a person like you?" He said, somewhat teasing.

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The familiars carried him through the ship, decorated to the brim with purples and golds and everything looked damn expensive, hell they even passed a giant fountain/planetarium until the prinnies dumped in at least a comfortable bed with a blonde woman with her eyes closed and strange black robes

“Just his foot please.” Seraphina requested of the healer who nodded and requested money in exchange which she obliged. Some weird currency called “hell” Soon enough with some strange magic he felt better almost instantly.

Ragna was equally skeptical and confused by half the crap going on, but once those damn penguin things put him down he gets at least a bit of his peace of mind returned to him, grumbling as he has his injury healed. That was pointless, he could have had it healed on his own. The only reason he gave in is there's little way he'd beat somebody as powerful as she likely was while crippled like that. He's already plotting how to get out of this one, really. Doesn't want to be servile.

"Are we done yet...? Tch." He says, arms folded tight across his chest.

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warriorsofcrimsonrealms:

Yami mentally chuckled to himself. Hakumen didn’t see through his act at all. Its a good thing he’s so different that it worked. But that aside, he figured he should answer the guy. Despite being tempted to really just go ahead and walk off without doing so. Who knows, Hakumen might be able to help him track down two snakes in one body.

“Well, I didn’t come here to gawk certainly. You’re just an unexpected encounter on my end.” That wasn’t an act, it’s him just straight up being honest there. He’ll only act when he needs to pick his words carefully, otherwise he’ll speak in his usual tone. “My name is simply Yami, and I’m trying to track down someone who might have information I’m looking for.” Acting once again, while his name, or rather current name wasn’t a lie. The reason he’s here certainly is. It’ll cause to many problems to get into unwanted conflict. And he’s not so fond of the Nox Nyctores on Hakumens back.

Hakumen knew something about this man’s existence was strange, but it was a strangeness he could not immediately indentify. He stares at Yami, his gaze unable to read since he had no eyes or facial features to identify though perhaps Yami having known Hakumen could read his reactions rather well. Hakumen was not somebody who changed often, more so a pillar who held fast to his beliefs and ideals.

"And what would this information be? Speak." He says seeming impatient thanks to the fact his arms were crossed over his chest like that. Normally wouldn't even humor a interaction like this but something about this man was incredibly familiar, as if he's seeing a ghost or something.

Even if it were possible for Hakumen to know the true identity of this man, he wouldn’t recognize the other based merely on aura alone. The power of this man had changed significantly, enough that even Hakumen was not sure of it in a instant. It is familiar, and it calls back to a time long ago… Who is this stranger? He decides to speak up, folding his arms across his chest.

“I should hope you have purpose here other than to gawk. I don’t have the time to entertain pointless endeavors.” Hakumen was stoic and directly to the point as always, his blade and personality equally sharp and dangerous. Hakumen would likely not let this man just walk away. There was something about his existence that begged a question, but Hakumen was not sure which question this was. “Who are you…?” Hakumen asks, curiousity getting the better of him. He cannot simply let this be.

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balorgaze:

“You know, this vaguely reminds me of something…” she pondered to herself as within minutes a portal opened up with little penguin-like creatures flowed out of it. 

“Prinny Squad, please escort Mr Red here to the medical bay.” The creatures saluted and ran over to him, attempting to grab him and carry him all the way there.

"Whoa, h-hey... I said it wasn't necessary-- Watch where you touch me you litt- PUT ME DOWN, DAMMIT!" He yells as he gets swarmed by an army of penguin familiars grabs him and drags him through the portal. This is so not what he bargained for when questioning this womans style of outfit. Him and his big mouth... He should learn to keep comments like that to himself since they never bring anything but trouble.

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balorgaze:

“Good~ Now let’s you fixed up and maybe we can put you in a nice outfit maybe.” She chuckled, pulling out a cellphone from her cleavage, dialing a number. .”Now just sit back and relax, the prinny squad should be here to pick you up~”

Humiliating. Oh well, Ragna’s probably just gonna try to jump ship the first chance he gets anyways. Doesn’t have any allegience to a person like this but if it means she’s gonna stop attacking him this is an annoyance he will tolerate... for now anyways. Also wonders how the hell she was able to keep that trapped in her cleavage this entire time. Isn't sure if he'd want to know the answer to a question like that.

"Save it. You blasted me in the foot, that's all. I didn't forget how to walk." He says simply, not wanting to be carried around by whatever the hell a "prinny" was. It sounded stupid.

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arsmagus:

Gets blasted in the foot, falling to one knee and clutching it as blood splattered across the ground– cusses under his breath. “You little… bitch…!” So she plays dirty, he should expected that from a demon.

“Awww that looks like it hurts, maybe you should come with me so my medics can get you patched up, ohoho!~”

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silpheedvampire:

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“You may permit whatever you wish, Alucard. Whether I abide or not is a different story.” Hakumen responds, sharp as ever as he takes a step forward and folds his arms across his chest, allowing her to teleport him to her castle. Rachel always was a person who enjoyed the song and dance of her own company. Arrogant, certainly but in a different way than Hakumen’s own arrogance. They were not so different as they may seem. Even he is aware of this, though admittance is far from his mind.“This had better be worth our time.” Says ‘our’ pretty clearly. While she may enjoy talking down upon others and spending her time meddling with people, Hakumen is not so foolish as to believe that her time is worthless even if it may seem that way sometimes.

“I promise this should be in your best interests. However, It will require you listening to me… ” She sighs as she summons nago to work as her chair, resting on it a bit in her own garden, enjoying her own environment.  It felt more comfortable to speak like this, rather then in a random field. “ Your sword can cut into the boundary, and your armor allows you to safely enter…  Mind eater takes the memories of those affected and puts them somewhere within. I believe we can bring back one of the six heros, Nine, By doing this.  It would be very helpful in confronting Hades Izinami, though It is merely a idea.  I wished to know what you thought of this, as I am using you to do this after all.”

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"The way you say that makes it sounda as if you struggle to survive, Terumi... Aren't you a bit too strong for talk like that?" Relius takes the sugar cubes as well as the spoon and cup, taking out exactly 1 sugar cube and putting it into the cup of tea, using the spoon to stir his tea mindlessly while he thinks of a response to Terumi and what she had just told him. He understands her words, and can't help but find them quite humorous in a way. How can one person grow to hate another version of themselves like this? Self-esteem issues?

"Well, of this I can assure you: Whatever relationship I may have with you is entirely voluntary. You're free to walk out the door any time you so choose, my dear~" Says it, and honestly means it. Doesn't really care enough about Terumi's assistance to require it mandatory though if Hazama is going to use her she'll be around either way. Relius still felt there was worth in saying it. The puppeteer was forfeiting his right to pull the strings, so to speak. Not as if he wanted to with his own allies. That would be quite pointless.

“What? I suddenly mention Hazama and you feel like you need to talk like I have no right to shit with that slimy turncoat?! Ugh…” She says and moves the pot over to a nearby table and then moves to get two cups and sets them aside, pouring herself and Relius one as she seemingly thought about what Relius had really asked.

“Eh… I follow any order Hazama gives… But that doesn’t mean I’m like her slave or anything. I do what needs to be done and I provide results while she hides behind petty words and shit, that’s all.” Terumi looks over at Relius and offers him a small container with sugar cubes, his cup of tea and a spoon.

“Here… Put your own damn sugar in there.” She tells him rudely scoffing at him before adding. “And don’t say she’s like me, we’re nothing alike. I don’t need to be all fancy to impress trash and act polite to trick people. She’s a coward, I only know how to survive, got it?”

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Ragna readied himself, swinging his sword down parallel to his body, hot blood flicked off the tip of his sword that had gotten covered in it, an utterly threatening look on his face as he stared her down. There was nothing in his eyes but pure killing intent, he'd rip her to shreads and make her suffer for all the bullshit she's put him through right here and now.

"Keep talkin' crap. Let's see if you can spew anything but blood when I'm done with ya." He says ominously, unable to hold himself back further as he pulled his sword forward to hold in a ready stance and charges at Terumi, taking the initiative as he tries to hit the other with a long, arcing sweep of his blade. Once again if Terumi were to mindlessly block she'd find more swings being rapidly and almost wildly thrown at her, Ragna was pretty damn pissed. He wanted nothing more than to cleave Terumi in two with this thick sword of his.

Surprisingly for Terumi in that trade off, Ragna’s sword did manage to cut her, lightly on the way through and she stood there with her hands in her pockets, staring at him. She noticed the small cut and shamelessly licked up her blood while eyeing Ragna. “Hmph… I guess you got something in… “ She said as she noticed more people fleeing from the two clearly super powerful fighters, not wanting to be pulled into their battle at all.

“Well then… How many minutes will you last like this little Raggy? Or…. Shall I say, seconds?” She taunted, settling into a casual fighting stance now. She seemed ready to actually continue now.

[\ The Wheel of Fate is Turning… Rebel One, Action./]

Terumi watched Ragna, narrowing her eyes at him sharply and analyzing what he could really do to her from here, she didn’t just rush in like that, but she had a feeling that if she launched herself forward, he couldn’t really take a full frontal assault could he?

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Relius rests his chin on the top of his hands, watching her to see what she will do. Ignis would move into position faster than Terumi could assault him if things got too dangerous anyways but he’d love to give Terumi the impression that this guy wasn’t even going to flinch in the face of being attacked by her. Something about her was very... intriguing. Not to say Hazama wasn’t- but Terumi was cut from different cloth for better or worse. Hazama did have manners, at the least.

"Do you truly argue with Hazama, Terumi? I cannot understand how somebody would be unable to see eye-to-eye with themselves. It's true you don't seem that similar, but you are the same, are you not?" Relius asks, patiently waiting for the tea since it was apparent to him Terumi was actually doing what he asked perhaps if only to spite him and prove that she can do it. How amusing.

She smirked an unsettling smirk that was clearly a show of trying to mask her anger. Her left eye twitching hard. “Ahh I see… So you’re trying to act like you’re taking the high road here while looking down on me? Bold move there asshole… Bold fucking move. I don’t take that shit from Hazama, I damn sure won’t take it from you… I’ll burn your ass with your fucking tea water.” Terumi says telling a small step back towards the tea pot and grabbing the handle just as it began to whistle.

She could very well toss this hot water at this infuriating man, burn him badly with the hot water and be pretty much done with it, but for whatever reason, she doesn’t. She turns around and puts in the tea bags and stirs, letting the hot water and tea grains mix within themselves. “Ugh… I really hate dealing with you. You’re so damn annoying…”