Main Event Genesis

[Capri]

"Yes, perhaps... Perhaps that is our best course of action at the moment," Riesbyfe said to Nashetania after recovering her iron gauntlets and her trusty shield Gamaliel, though after the ordeal that she and the rest of the trapped group had been through, it seemed that her mood had dipped for the worse a little, even if one could argue that it was a perfectly normal reaction to everything everyone had just been through. Being told that they were now weapons against their own will without much of a choice was unsettling, especially so for such a knight who enjoyed her own free will and determination.

However, these people were somewhat vague about who they would be used as weapons against. As their first impression, this organization of people gave Riesbyfe the impression that this world was a grey one, and she could only hope that as such, she wasn't to be pitted against good people, lest she'd rather end herself than harm any innocents.

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The training facility resembled a large shooting range, complete with earmuffs, as well as large sandbags on the side for anyone wishing to test their skill with a blade.

BANG! BANG!

In the center, a man in somewhat heavy clothing and a distinctive mask was seen trying his own proficiency with a gun, shooting deftly at the targets on the other side of the room. Initially, he paid the group in the training facility no mind, but after Riesbyfe cleared her throat during the brief moment in which the man reloaded, he turned to face everyone.

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"Ah... You must be the fresh meat. Name's SPECTRE," the man said through his mask with a calm, almost even smug, tone, as he casually twirled his pistol in his hand, "Help yourself to the place. Make yourself useful 'cause being useless, we will make sure, will be worse than just being dead. And don't try anything funny with me, alright? I'll put you into the ground even harder than your father did after he had some of the bottles. Won't even need the fancy little devices they put in you."

With that brief statement, SPECTRE went back to shooting his target, leaving everyone in the training facility to do as they pleased.

"Of course. What is it that you wish to discuss with me, Clark?"

She was curious as to what spurred on this course of action from Clark, left to wonder just about what he was thinking of at the moment. Despite her mood taking a small dive after all that had happened, she couldn't deny that having her gauntlets and shield back at least made her less anxious, so perhaps it all balanced out in the end. Having people she trusted nearby was also a plus, including not just Clark and Nashetania, but also a mysterious green man. What was his name again? Lu... Luigi?​

For now, Setsuna stuck to herself, only briefly eyeing the shooting range and SPECTRE before promptly making her way instead to the sandbags without a word and sizing them up. Setsuna wasn't exactly... Accustomed, to such methods of training. Or, well, training at all. She'd never required it, being all-powerful and only challenged by other Absolute Angels of her same tier, and...

Him.

Internally shuddering to think of that man again, Setsuna punched one sandbag harshly, feeling no pain despite her hands being bare. Soon, she was beating the shit out of the thing, threatening to break it with the force of her seemingly effortless and graceful attacks.​

 

[Capri]

Miku surveyed the immediate area, watching as the others got their things together. She felt rather out of place, not possessing a weapon of any sort... Or any training, for that matter. That's what training was for, she supposed, but where was she even supposed to start? Turning her attention to Alice, she spoke.

"I trust you to teach me the basics... Where should I start? I'll need to pick a weapon, right?"

Upon hearing Blake's question, Miku didn't answer right away. Quickly running an internal check on the state of her battery reserves, she was relieved to find she had yet to drop below ninety percent at all. Thankfully, she had left her home after a relatively long night's charge.

"... A while, it seems." She replied after a few moments. "I can go two, maybe three days before I need charging. Beyond that is pushing it, though." She glanced back towards where they had come from just a few moments prior. "But if we're doing what I think we're doing..." A sheepish, unsure smile. "I might need one sooner than that. Why?"​

"Yes, perhaps... Perhaps that is our best course of action at the moment," Riesbyfe said to Nashetania after recovering her iron gauntlets and her trusty shield Gamaliel, though after the ordeal that she and the rest of the trapped group had been through, it seemed that her mood had dipped for the worse a little, even if one could argue that it was a perfectly normal reaction to everything everyone had just been through. Being told that they were now weapons against their own will without much of a choice was unsettling, especially so for such a knight who enjoyed her own free will and determination.

However, these people were somewhat vague about who they would be used as weapons against. As their first impression, this organization of people gave Riesbyfe the impression that this world was a grey one, and she could only hope that as such, she wasn't to be pitted against good people, lest she'd rather end herself than harm any innocents.

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The training facility resembled a large shooting range, complete with earmuffs, as well as large sandbags on the side for anyone wishing to test their skill with a blade.

BANG! BANG!

In the center, a man in somewhat heavy clothing and a distinctive mask was seen trying his own proficiency with a gun, shooting deftly at the targets on the other side of the room. Initially, he paid the group in the training facility no mind, but after Riesbyfe cleared her throat during the brief moment in which the man reloaded, he turned to face everyone.

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"Ah... You must be the fresh meat. Name's SPECTRE," the man said through his mask with a calm, almost even smug, tone, as he casually twirled his pistol in his hand, "Help yourself to the place. Make yourself useful 'cause being useless, we will make sure, will be worse than just being dead. And don't try anything funny with me, alright? I'll put you into the ground even harder than your father did after he had some of the bottles. Won't even need the fancy little devices they put in you."

With that brief statement, SPECTRE went back to shooting his target, leaving everyone in the training facility to do as they pleased.

"Of course. What is it that you wish to discuss with me, Clark?"

She was curious as to what spurred on this course of action from Clark, left to wonder just about what he was thinking of at the moment. Despite her mood taking a small dive after all that had happened, she couldn't deny that having her gauntlets and shield back at least made her less anxious, so perhaps it all balanced out in the end. Having people she trusted nearby was also a plus, including not just Clark and Nashetania, but also a mysterious green man. What was his name again? Lu... Luigi?​

Alice nodded. "I will join you all in a moment," she said. "First, let me get my weapon from the waiting room."

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A while later Alice arrived at the training ground, ASURA-6 currently off. It was far too advanced for training a little girl, so Alice would merely wait for Miku to choose her weapon. Yes, the basics. First, however, we need to find your best weapon. First off: do you think you're more suited for close fighting, or do you prefer being further away from your opponent?"

Alice turned to Blake. "And you, Blake, was it? Do you have any prior training?"​

"Just curious... and by that, I mean I might have something that can work as a back-up... I made something for my PWM cube that's sorta like a rechargeable battery, which is that sphere-shaped power core I put into it. That power core actually recharges itself using the oxygen around, and since it's a given that oxygen is a needed thing and has to be around, this little thing doesn't run out of power... thanks to yours truly, ehehe!"

Blake briefly explained that the power core that he made to power up and charge the PWM might be able to act as a way to keep Miku powered up as well. It was only a guess on Blake's part since he wasn't sure if it would even be compatible for her, but it was worth bringing it up regardless. Taking in Alice's question, the assassin only grinned in response.

"Oh yeah, I totally have the past training. I just gotta turn this sweetheart on, and slip these glasses on~"

Blake practically squealed in glee, putting on some modified glasses that came along with the cube. All it took was a single tap on the cube, and a blade framed out of hardlight energy appeared in front of him to take into his hands.

"My only piece of tech that actually works besides the recharging power core... I call it the PWM, which stands for Projected Weapon Material. I have yet to put more weapon data into it, but it pretty much acts as all sorts of weapons without the hassle of carrying around the physical ones. Pretty cool, huh? Until I upgrade it though, it sorta loses power fast, which is why I made that power core to charge it back up. The glasses only help me with seeing what weapons I can change to and how much power I have left until it force shuts down... so..."

Blinking a bit, he noticed that he had been talking a bit too much, stopping himself in embarrassment.

"Oh... whoops, I forgot that we were trying to help Miku out... sorry about that. Maybe that's what sis always told me about being a huge nerd. I-If you need me, I'll be practicing sword stuff over there... yeah!"​

 

[Capri]

Zerberus then looks to Azura. A smile was on his face as there was a fire in his eyes. He throws his blade down. The blade then disappeared as he then crossed his arms.

"Are you sure you want to spar with me? It will be hard to defeat me in sparring, but if you do, I might give you something in return...."

Zerberus then summoned his Keyblade back in his hand.​

"I'm sure," Azura replied with a nod until she also noticed that there were sandbags over on one side of the room that made up the Training Facility.​

After hearing the scientist's reply to his question, Domon decided to make his way to the Training Facility. He was already fully confident in his fighting skills, but a quick workout wouldn't hurt.

Once he arrived at the facility, he overheard Azura accepting Zerberus's offer for a spar. It's been a while since I've had a good fight, he thought, tightening his headband as he walked closer to the two. "Mind if I join in on your fight? You guys look like you would make good opponents." Domon spread his feet apart and raised his fists, ready to make a move at a moment's notice. Both of the others were armed, but that didn't intimidate him at all. He didn't spend ten years training for nothing.​

"There's also those as well.." she said, pointing to the sandbags as Setsuna began to lay punches onto one of them.

"Though if you two really want to spar with me I'm not sure if there will be enough room. Either way works for me." Azura explained shrugging.​

 

[Capri]

FIERCE-HEART ALI
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"...Ah." She perked up a bit at his voice, as though she'd gotten lost in her own world entirely just then.

I caused him to worry. I need to be able to take care of myself.

It wasn't that easy, though. Kujou was still nervous, Taking one hand off the gun, she took the card, her eyes widening a bit as it seemed to have some sort of yellow glow to it. She'd already seen him transform it earlier, but now that she held it, somehow it felt more real. But at the same time, it was scary. She really would have to fight? But...

"Thanks..."

Even though her body still trembled, and her voice was weak, she managed a small, natural smile.


While taking the card and everything, she completely missed a little fun bit of the conversation. Though, really, that was probably for the best.

"I-I..."

She hadn't shot a gun before, but she did at least know a bit of jiujitsu. Though, that only made her all the more aware of its limits as well. She was still no match for a single human with a gun, fighting a war entailed fighting tons of them. Even if she didn't want to, she needed the weapon. Therefore, she had to learn to shoot.

"I'll try to learn as best as I can."​

"That's all we ask," I smiled. It was best to try and provide as much comfort as possible, "but know that I'm not a happy-go-lucky teacher. When you shot, you shot to injure or kill though it's better just to hurt someone so the other guys and gals have to drag their friend out of the battle. Anyways, if everyone is ready let's head towards the training facility. We might also want to spar against each other and our fellow..." I paused trying to think of a term to fit us, "operatives to test strengths and weaknesses."​

 

[Capri]

Lucio wasn't too pleased with SPECTRE's attitude-- pardon his french, but he seemed like a basic asshole, and he was on the enemy team as far as Lucio was concerned. He had nothing to say to people like that, so Lucio tuned him out and turned his attention towards Clark.

He gave a silent nod and slipped behind the wall, following Clark, Nash, and Ries. As soon as they were behind the wall, Lucio leaned against the wall and shook his head, putting some quiet music through his headphones and looking between the three righteous individuals he saw before him.

"'Course you can trust us, Clark. We all on the same side here, as far as I can tell...most of us, anyway," Lucio mused, reminding the four about people like that purple-eyed witch from earlier. "I know I can't say I was expecting somethin' cheery, but this is...it isn't right. The last thing I wanted, actually."

"I hope we got some kinda plan, 'cuz whatever it is, I'm game."​

 

[Capri]

Jason smirked and put the weapons in their respective places where they belonged before heading back to the room everyone was in earlier. Jason then approached the scientist who gave everyone the briefing earlier.

"Alright here's the deal. I'm not gonna waste time training or any of that shit. I ain't here to chit chat, I'm just here to get my mission. I got my weapons and quite frankly that's all I really need. So let's just get to the point and tell me all about these guys that we're gonna be fighting, and what exactly we have to retrieve from them."​

 

[Capri]

"Good morning, scientists!"

Road's voice was filled with a near child-like enthusiasm, and as they spoke, the grin on her face that had once been directed towards Ries and Clark was now present again. It had been as she had said from the beginning. No one with the power to pull from across the multiverse would do this for a civil union. The very notion that this might be the case was absurd, to begin with. They even wanted them to fight? Had this been one of Tyki's late-night quizzes, Road would be spending the night with the Earl, eating sweets, skipping homework, and tormenting Lero, because she would've won all the prizes.

Wait, Lero! He'd been in her dream all this time. She was neither alone nor defenseless What a lovely turn of events. Upon entering the armory, however, and out of curiosity, it would be to her surprise that Lero was present inside, not in her little alternate dimension.

"Mistress Road!"

The pink-tinted parasol suddenly left its perch, leaned against the wall on its own, and soared to the girl, at an increasing speed. When it finally reached her, the spiked, pumpkin-headed top that seemed capable of speech slammed against Road's forehead. The Noah couldn't help but squint in response to the parasols headbutt be grasping it tightly with a quick arm.

"What have you gone and done now Road!? I haven't been able to sense the Earl or any of the others for actual hours! Where are we!? Wha-"

As quickly as the parasol had begun talking, it was silenced as Road's hands found the... the hilt? and spread the parasol over her head. It seemed to pause the life out of the living parasol, which was now frozen with a shocked expression. As far as Road was concerned... she was the closest thing this world had to an Earl. Again, her grin widened. Having Lero again really helped constitute herself. She'd play along with these, Umbrella fellows for now. After all, the thought of returning home was empty to her. All she'd be going back to was the crucified corpses of the family of Noah. Why rush to leave this adventure?

Allen would be proud of her.

Road left the armory with the parasol closed and strung behind her neck and across her shoulders. This was a brave new world for her.

From the corner of her eye, she spied the Country Bumpkin and the Knightess conversing. Creating alliances? Now Road felt left out. Her lips pursed into a pouty expression and she turned away.
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"I personally do not see myself a magician. I am something else entirely." That was all he said to the woman. Though now he was interested in what this Metal Vessel she spoke of was. "Oh? A sword? I commend you."

He turned his attention to the knight. "Yes. We may be of different worlds but we can share the same goal."

Alucard closed his eyes. "I will never let Father rise again."

Alucard trudged after the others silently, eyeing those who were holding what he could see were weapons of unknown nature to him. He kept to himself, sticking to those he had made acquaintances - namely the alchemist, the easterner lady, the knight of the Church. The people in front of them were speaking nonsense, but he tried to follow nevertheless, taking and soaking in any information he could retrieve.

While some may have gasped and been in awe, Alucard blinked at the glowing blue... stone, in all its metal contraption glory. He could sense its power and its potential, but the dhampir was not entirely sure what it was. So this was the reason why they had been brought here, to protect this thing? And this organization that had created it? And this object was so powerful it could bring in others from different worlds?

Hm.

Well, one thing was for sure.

He was not going to be anyone's servant

He had a world to protect, a cruel vampire, and his domain to stop. Staying here was not an option, even if he did not age like a normal man. He was going to find a way back home - but if they so graciously offered, he was going to take back what belonged to him. And at the same time, think of a way to safely return back to the world he came from.

Departing from the others, Alucard moved to the waiting room to regain his weapons. His sword and potions, to be exact. If they were giving them some of the reins, he wondered if that meant his powers could be used now.​

"Oooooo~" Road mused in a fake astonishment as she slides beside the vampire and spied the blue stone he'd taken from the armory. The girl also took a moment to observe the other swords and potions he'd acquired.

"So, tell me, Aly-" It seemed she'd taken the liberty upon herself to give him a pet name. It was out of habit to be honest, as she was accustom to these beings acting as servants, "-once they let us out to fight this war of theirs, will you try to escape? Find a way back to your world? You know it'd probably be easier to force yourself inside out."

The girl's tone was only half teasing, there was a sense of actual curiosity in her words.

"I'll cut the small talk, Aly. I'd like to work together with you when we're out there. I'm not very strong, but I can prove helpful, and I know I wouldn't be caught dead doing the dirty work you plan to do with that fancy sword of yours.

"What do you say?"​

 

[Capri]

"They have similar technology to our own," Annette said to Jason. "And individuals capable of abilities that many of you have. That is why you are here, fighting fire with fire."

"They're a group known as S.H.E.I.L.D.," said William. "Just want what we have, really. Bastards."​

 

[Capri]

"... Gross."

Charlotte made sure she stood away from this Adam male who was obviously trying to seek a love interest with the Caligstro girl... It was something that could have been read in one of her mother's romance novels. The sudden memory of reading Passionate Beings while stumbling on her mother's bookshelves made Charlotte cringe, and seeing Adam's attempts made her cringe even more.

Charlotte decided to approach the others but hesitated a bit as she was still uncomfortable speaking to strangers. Taking a deep breath, the little girl decided that she needed to do something so that she can at least get out of this place. She didn't really know whether this "Umbrella" organization consisted of bad people with awful intentions.

"So, who are you guys? Do you know what's going on, and what do we have to do?" ​

 

[Capri]

"They have similar technology to our own," Annette said to Jason. "And individuals capable of abilities that many of you have. That is why you are here, fighting fire with fire."

"They're a group known as S.H.E.I.L.D.," said William. "Just want what we have, really. Bastards."​

Jason nodded.

"S.H.I.E.L.D., huh? Well if what you're saying about them is true, then it's best we don't run in and shoot up the place like a bunch'a dumbasses. You know who runs it?"​

 

[Capri]

"Sounds like you two have some history together. I hope it isn't the belligerent sexual tension kind," I chuckled.

Twisted Fate's face twisted in irritation. He was mildly insulted that Ali would think that he would go for a psychotic woman.

"For starters, Jinx is underaged. Secondly, she has serious mental problems. Not to mention that I've already got a girlfriend."

His face returned to normal and he leaned against a wall.

"Look, we're just colleagues. We're both a part of the League of Legends. I'm sure you don't know what that is, so I'll briefly explain it. The League is sort of this...roster of champions across Runeterra, our home world. We battle on preset arenas in order to settle conflicts instead of havin' large-scale wars. Durin' these events, we have the ability to respawn. We've died many times before, so fightin' ain't new to us."

There was a pause.

"Dyin' ain't all that great, but I get paid a pretty penny, so I don't complain." He said, smiling. "There's more to it than just fightin' to the death, but I don't want to waste my breath explainin' objectives."

He began playing with some of his cards as he waited for responses.

Anyways, if everyone is ready let's head towards the training facility. We might also want to spar against each other and our fellow..." I paused trying to think of a term to fit us, "operatives to test strengths and weaknesses."

"I'm ready, though I'm not sure about Jinx."​

 

[Capri]

"Yes, perhaps... Perhaps that is our best course of action at the moment," Riesbyfe said to Nashetania after recovering her iron gauntlets and her trusty shield Gamaliel, though after the ordeal that she and the rest of the trapped group had been through, it seemed that her mood had dipped for the worse a little, even if one could argue that it was a perfectly normal reaction to everything everyone had just been through. Being told that they were now weapons against their own will without much of a choice was unsettling, especially so for such a knight who enjoyed her own free will and determination.

However, these people were somewhat vague about who they would be used as weapons against. As their first impression, this organization of people gave Riesbyfe the impression that this world was a grey one, and she could only hope that as such, she wasn't to be pitted against good people, lest she'd rather end herself than harm any innocents.

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The training facility resembled a large shooting range, complete with earmuffs, as well as large sandbags on the side for anyone wishing to test their skill with a blade.

BANG! BANG!

In the center, a man in somewhat heavy clothing and a distinctive mask was seen trying his own proficiency with a gun, shooting deftly at the targets on the other side of the room. Initially, he paid the group in the training facility no mind, but after Riesbyfe cleared her throat during the brief moment in which the man reloaded, he turned to face everyone.

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"Ah... You must be the fresh meat. Name's SPECTRE," the man said through his mask with a calm, almost even smug, tone, as he casually twirled his pistol in his hand, "Help yourself to the place. Make yourself useful 'cause being useless, we will make sure, will be worse than just being dead. And don't try anything funny with me, alright? I'll put you into the ground even harder than your father did after he had some of the bottles. Won't even need the fancy little devices they put in you."

With that brief statement, SPECTRE went back to shooting his target, leaving everyone in the training facility to do as they pleased.

"Of course. What is it that you wish to discuss with me, Clark?"

She was curious as to what spurred on this course of action from Clark, left to wonder just about what he was thinking of at the moment. Despite her mood taking a small dive after all that had happened, she couldn't deny that having her gauntlets and shield back at least made her less anxious, so perhaps it all balanced out in the end. Having people she trusted nearby was also a plus, including not just Clark and Nashetania, but also a mysterious green man. What was his name again? Lu... Luigi?​

Lucio wasn't too pleased with SPECTRE's attitude-- pardon his french, but he seemed like a basic asshole, and he was on the enemy team as far as Lucio was concerned. He had nothing to say to people like that, so Lucio tuned him out and turned his attention towards Clark.

He gave a silent nod and slipped behind the wall, following Clark, Nash, and Ries. As soon as they were behind the wall, Lucio leaned against the wall and shook his head, putting some quiet music through his headphones and looking between the three righteous individuals he saw before him.

"'Course you can trust us, Clark. We all on the same side here, as far as I can tell...most of us, anyway," Lucio mused, reminding the four about people like that purple-eyed witch from earlier. "I know I can't say I was expecting somethin' cheery, but this is...it isn't right. The last thing I wanted, actually."

"I hope we got some kinda plan, 'cuz whatever it is, I'm game."​

The man nodded as he moved towards a nearby couch.

"Alright. As long as all three of you promise me, whatever I show you and tell you stays between us. About the Arkham knight, I have no idea who is, or what I am where ever he's from. But..."

Picking the couch up with no problem, Clark balanced over his head with no issue. Tossing it and catching it with his hand, he played with it like someone with a soccer ball.

"...he wasn't all wrong."

Putting the couch down, Clark explains. His voice seemed firm at first, before shifting.

"I do have powers, everything he said I could do, I can. Well, I can't fly. I had no choice but to lie to all of you. I- I just, it's hard to trust people with this. I'm putting you all in danger by telling you this, and I'm sorry, but he forced my hand. I'm putting my faith into you three."​

 

[Capri]

Twisted Fate's face twisted in irritation. He was mildly insulted that Ali would think that he would go for a psychotic woman.

"For starters, Jinx is underaged. Secondly, she has serious mental problems. Not to mention that I've already got a girlfriend."

His face returned to normal and he leaned against a wall.

"Look, we're just colleagues. We're both a part of the League of Legends. I'm sure you don't know what that is, so I'll briefly explain it. The League is sort of this...roster of champions across Runeterra, our home world. We battle on preset arenas in order to settle conflicts instead of havin' large-scale wars. Durin' these events, we have the ability to respawn. We've died many times before, so fightin' ain't new to us."

There was a pause.

"Dyin' ain't all that great, but I get paid a pretty penny, so I don't complain." He said, smiling. "There's more to it than just fightin' to the death, but I don't want to waste my breath explainin' objectives."

He began playing with some of his cards as he waited for responses.



"I'm ready, though I'm not sure about Jinx."​

"What he means is he's too cranky and old for me. Besides, I already got someone too. Lux makes even boring beautiful. And don't listen to him prattle on like that! What he calls mental problems, I call mental victories. There's nothing greater than blowing up some evil guys. Light the place up with starlight and boom! Glitter beats everything. Heh heh heh. And I was born ready, gramps. Try not to break a hip."

 

[Capri]

Jason nodded.

"S.H.I.E.L.D., huh? Well if what you're saying about them is true, then it's best we don't run in and shoot up the place like a bunch'a dumbasses. You know who runs it?"​

"A man named Nick Fury," Annette said, looking down at her small electronic device. "Can't say much about the man. We're not native to this world if you were wondering."
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"... Gross."

Charlotte made sure she stood away from this Adam male who was obviously trying to seek a love interest with the Caligstro girl... It was something that could have been read in one of her mother's romance novels. The sudden memory of reading Passionate Beings while stumbling on her mother's bookshelves made Charlotte cringe, and seeing Adam's attempts made her cringe even more.

Charlotte decided to approach the others but hesitated a bit as she was still uncomfortable speaking to strangers. Taking a deep breath, the little girl decided that she needed to do something so that she can at least get out of this place. She didn't really know whether this "Umbrella" organization consisted of bad people with awful intentions.

"So, who are you guys? Do you know what's going on, and what do we have to do?" ​

"... Bloodstone," Cullen said. He wasn't too fond of repeating his name over and over again. "And weren't you listening? Buncha dandy nutters want to use us in their fight. Kind of weird they got a wee little kid like yourself here... Though, you're really taking this in stride, aren't you?" Cullen shrugged casually. Kids like this didn't deserve what was happening, even if she was used to this. It wasn't right to force kids to grow up so fast.

"Guess I am as well. Seems I'm just a natural at getting myself into these sorts of situations. If you need any help, kid, just... look my way, I guess."​

 

[Capri]

"Oooooo~" Road mused in a fake astonishment as she slides beside the vampire and spied the blue stone he'd taken from the armory. The girl also took a moment to observe the other swords and potions he'd acquired.

"So, tell me, Aly-" It seemed she'd taken the liberty upon herself to give him a pet name. It was out of habit to be honest, as she was accustom to these beings acting as servants, "-once they let us out to fight this war of theirs, will you try to escape? Find a way back to your world? You know it'd probably be easier to force yourself inside out."

The girl's tone was only half teasing, there was a sense of actual curiosity in her words.

"I'll cut the small talk, Aly. I'd like to work together with you when we're out there. I'm not very strong, but I can prove helpful, and I know I wouldn't be caught dead doing the dirty work you plan to do with that fancy sword of yours.

"What do you say?"

The dhampir sheathed the blade that had been returned to him, the sword that he considered to be his family heirloom - his mother's sword. Away the potions went tucked into his clothing where they could be used later, and bottles of Holy Water that burned the flesh of demons. He only stopped equipping his weapon to look at Road, who had approached him.

"'Aly...'?" he rose one eyebrow. No one had called him that before, it was a strange way to address him, but who was he to stop this stranger from another world? "Yes. I will have to do some investigating or follow the others who have a similar mindset. I have no intention of staying here."

"..."

He stared at her.

"Very well. Let us work together when the time comes."​

 

[Capri]

FIERCE-HEART ALI​

Twisted Fate's face twisted in irritation. He was mildly insulted that Ali would think that he would go for a psychotic woman.

"For starters, Jinx is underaged. Secondly, she has serious mental problems. Not to mention that I've already got a girlfriend."

His face returned to normal and he leaned against a wall.

"Look, we're just colleagues. We're both a part of the League of Legends. I'm sure you don't know what that is, so I'll briefly explain it. The League is sort of this...roster of champions across Runeterra, our home world. We battle on preset arenas in order to settle conflicts instead of havin' large-scale wars. Durin' these events, we have the ability to respawn. We've died many times before, so fightin' ain't new to us."

There was a pause.

"Dyin' ain't all that great, but I get paid a pretty penny, so I don't complain." He said, smiling. "There's more to it than just fightin' to the death, but I don't want to waste my breath explainin' objectives."

He began playing with some of his cards as he waited for responses.



"I'm ready, though I'm not sure about Jinx."​

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, I think you misunderstand!" I scrambled to piece together a response and threw my hands up in mock surrender, "I said, I hope it isn't," I put weight on that word, "belligerent sexual tension! I didn't say 'boyfriend' or 'girlfriend'!"

I also wanted to say 'one could always have an underage, mentally disturbed harem following him', but for the shake of not upping the risk of receiving paper-cuts, I put that in the back of my mind. I could always use that as a joke later.
​

"What he means is he's too cranky and old for me. Besides, I already got someone too. Lux makes even boring beautiful. And don't listen to him prattle on like that! What he calls mental problems, I call mental victories. There's nothing greater than blowing up some evil guys. Light the place up with starlight and boom! Glitter beats everything. Heh heh heh. And I was born ready, gramps. Try not to break a hip."

I gave her a blank stare as she said what she said. And did she just call me gramps?

I'm not her grandpa though.

"Yeah, uh, let's go and see what everyone can do."

So my companions are a shrinking violet, a card-dealer, and a possibly mentally ill, explosive-loving, glittery girl. Oh well, at least this isn't going to be dull.​

 

[Capri]

Zerberus wouldn't mind fighting 10 of them or even an army of them. He was so pumped up! He was smiling.

"Well, let's get started then shall we?"

He then flipped his blade as he cast a spell on himself.

"Aero!"

A burst of wind came out of the blue as it starts to surround him. It howled as it made a barrier around Zerberus.

"Come at me!"​

 

[Capri]

Albert stared at Ada for a moment, even going so far as to lower his sunglasses slightly so that she could just barely see his red-hued eyes. "I have no idea what you're talking about," he said bluntly.

"Come on, Albert. You know exactly what I'm talking about." Ada said. She grabbed her pistol and put it into its holster. "Why am I here?"​

 

[Capri]

Alice nodded. "I will join you all in a moment," she said. "First, let me get my weapon from the waiting room."

---

A while later Alice arrived at the training ground, ASURA-6 currently off. It was far too advanced for training a little girl, so Alice would merely wait for Miku to choose her weapon. Yes, the basics. First, however, we need to find your best weapon. First off: do you think you're more suited for close fighting, or do you prefer being further away from your opponent?"

Alice turned to Blake. "And you, Blake, was it? Do you have any prior training?"​

"Just curious... and by that, I mean I might have something that can work as a back-up... I made something for my PWM cube that's sorta like a rechargeable battery, which is that sphere-shaped power core I put into it. That power core actually recharges itself using the oxygen around, and since it's a given that oxygen is a needed thing and has to be around, this little thing doesn't run out of power... thanks to yours truly, ehehe!"

Blake briefly explained that the power core that he made to power up and charge the PWM might be able to act as a way to keep Miku powered up as well. It was only a guess on Blake's part since he wasn't sure if it would even be compatible for her, but it was worth bringing it up regardless. Taking in Alice's question, the assassin only grinned in response.

"Oh yeah, I totally have the past training. I just gotta turn this sweetheart on, and slip these glasses on~"

Blake practically squealed in glee, putting on some modified glasses that came along with the cube. All it took was a single tap on the cube, and a blade framed out of hardlight energy appeared in front of him to take into his hands.

"My only piece of tech that actually works besides the recharging power core... I call it the PWM, which stands for Projected Weapon Material. I have yet to put more weapon data into it, but it pretty much acts as all sorts of weapons without the hassle of carrying around the physical ones. Pretty cool, huh? Until I upgrade it though, it sorta loses power fast, which is why I made that power core to charge it back up. The glasses only help me with seeing what weapons I can change to and how much power I have left until it force shuts down... so..."

Blinking a bit, he noticed that he had been talking a bit too much, stopping himself in embarrassment.

"Oh... whoops, I forgot that we were trying to help Miku out... sorry about that. Maybe that's what sis always told me about being a huge nerd. I-If you need me, I'll be practicing sword stuff over there... yeah!"​

Miku seemed rather mesmerized, by both Blake's tech and the various weaponry at her disposal. Some small, some big and intimidating. All of them looked rather... dangerous.

"Something like you have Blake would be totally cool to use. But I don't wanna take away your weapon... or your means of powering it." She shook her head slightly at the thought, offering him a somewhat consoling grin. "We'll wait and see what happens? Maybe these scientist people will lighten up a little..." Or perhaps she was being too optimistic? "Good luck, Blake. Don't hurt yourself."

Turning her attention back over to Alice and her choice of weaponry, Miku thought for a moment what the most logical and safest decision would be. "... I'm not built for physical combat, or... Anything like that, really. It might be best if I stay at a distance? So uh, guns and stuff?"​

 

[Capri]

Well, that was certainly one way to turn the current of Joshua's opinion against you. Watching Adam's actions towards a 'child' combined with the young man's word towards the other female members of their company..."On second thought, perhaps I'll save my coin for now," It was too easy to reject the idea of playing cards with him, and even more so to put a hand on Adam's shoulder as the pervert stood before Caligstro... if it wasn't for the alchemist summoning one of her friends.


"Heh, kid knows her stuff well..." The myrmidon simply allowed his hand to rest on his hilt with a smile, content to let Caligstro's excuse stand on its own if the man believed it, "Best you look for others maidens to bother, friend, else Caligstro's to need to teach her friend there that humans aren't treats..."​

Adam looked over at the kid that was talking... he had to shrug. Sure, she was cute, but not really in the same way this beautiful maiden was. "Girlie, maybe being a puppet isn't so bad, but I'm no one's puppet. But, hey..." He turned slightly toward her with his hand still held out to Cagliostro, motioning with his other hand to beckon Charlotte closer. "You want to join me and my new friend? You look a little lost~"

He jumped slightly when Cagliostro spoke up, and he turned sharply back to her. "So that's your thing, huh?" He withdrew his hand, tilting his head slightly to the side. "You really are out of my fantasies~ It's something else! I'm down for whatever you want, princess. I am yours, at least until we get massacred by these scientist fucks. You don't have to kiss me, but at least rub up next to me while you sick your little dragon friend on me."

Cullen quickly intervened, stepping between Charlotte and Adam. "Yeah, seriously, don't go near that guy," he said to the girl.​

"You're rather indecent, now aren't you? Just like humanity itself, at least you're somewhat honest," Cagliostro grins. "I compliment your good taste in women, though. That is, unless, you're very easily pleased."

Cagliostro looks around for a bit, noticing that some have chosen to keep a close eye on Adam.

"I won't halt your tracks, but it looks like many, many others here will."

Ouroboros opened its jaws in an attempt to intimidate Adam.​

"... Gross."

Charlotte made sure she stood away from this Adam male who was obviously trying to seek a love interest with the Caligstro girl... It was something that could have been read in one of her mother's romance novels. The sudden memory of reading Passionate Beings while stumbling on her mother's bookshelves made Charlotte cringe, and seeing Adam's attempts made her cringe even more.

Charlotte decided to approach the others but hesitated a bit as she was still uncomfortable speaking to strangers. Taking a deep breath, the little girl decided that she needed to do something so that she can at least get out of this place. She didn't really know whether this "Umbrella" organization consisted of bad people with awful intentions.

"So, who are you guys? Do you know what's going on, and what do we have to do?" ​

"Oh~" Once again, Cagliostro's voice morphed from a rough, intimidating tone to a cutesy, bubbly one. "Ah~ you're new here, aren't you~ I guess I'll introduce myself~ I'm the cutest, genius, beautiful alchemist, Cagliostro~ it's nice to meet you~ and this is my friend, Ouroboros~"

The red serpentine being accompanying Cagliostro roars in response.

"These really bad people are forcing us to do things. But everything's OK because we're all in this together~

What's your name?"​