[h1]Gintoki[/h1] Gintoki stared at the assortment of packaged food Saber had stored, shaking his head and chuckling a bit to himself as he turned to look at the girl's face. "Y'know, you're gonna have to put those down if we get sent somewhere that isn't the main tower, right?" he asked, glancing at the boxes once more. "You sure you can fit that into your locker in time?" [h1]Suwako[/h1] Suwako's face became visibly annoyed when her enemy stopped her attacks once more. She didn't detect any sort of 'divine protection' or any blessings of any gods that SHE knew of, so such defense seemed implausible at best. Her mind quickly shifted, though, then he instantaneously jumped to the girl she had spent all this time trying to protect. What absurdity- not even the tengu moved that quick after such a sustained fight! The weird hi-tech man seemed to be in pain, but there were definitely bigger issues at hand than a sore body and a broken bone or two. Taking the opportunity that the schoolgirl had made for her by shooting another bolt of electricity, Suwako created a lifelike projection of herself in front of the spirit from the sand, which proceeded to grab hold of his legs before turning into dense metal and sinking into the sand dunes. Though the earlier shock didn't work, Suwako could feel the energy emanating from this bolt. Hopefully it'd be able to paralyze him long enough to make it over there and rescue the girl. The other adversary was a nonfactor to her at the moment; as long as she could immobilize the samurai, rescuing her would be much simpler. [h1]Kakine[/h1] Kakine glanced at Marisa with an irate expression before releasing her and placing his hands in his pockets. Such an action would make them seem even more suspicious to those who seemed to be working here, so the logical action was to not do that. Of course, their outfits made them stand out as-is, so that wasn't really relevant... "Uh huh. Alright." he said, sighing as he looked down the brightly lit hallway. The feeling was quite similar to those research labs back at home, which was a tad annoying... But he didn't think too much of it. After all, this was a different place in a different world with different technologies. Of course some similarities were to be expected. "I should hope that we come to a mutual agreement soon, Marisa. I'd rather you not get us all imprisoned for your apparent kleptomania, thank you very much."