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[color=#008b45][H2]ASAHI GOROSHI[/H2][/color][/center]

Asahi watched the train wreck occur right before his eyes. First the cat ran into the little girl, then the little girl ran into the bigger girl, something cracked, a pun was made, the whole works. Granted Asahi has seen worse tumbles, but it wasn’t really fair for him to compare. The girl seemed to have split her attention between the girl called Itsuko and himself, and ultimately she attended to her friend. [color=#008b45]”Ah, I can help too.”[/color] Asahi went over and rifled through his pockets for some bandages. He often carried a roll with some gauze whenever he gets himself into fights. The girl then told Asahi to give him the bag, which made him come to the conclusion that she must be Hibiki. [color=#008b45]”Oh, right, sure.”[/color]

Handing the bag over to the girl, Asahi did find his bandages and such. No stranger to cracked ribs, he had a rudimentary knowledge of how to patch her up, though if she was seriously hurt she should see some help. Asahi unfortunately was only good at inflicting those wounds, not healing them. Meanwhile Train was loitering about without a care for the world, mostly because he was a cat. He detected the presence of another animal, but before he could run off Asahi swept him up into his arms. [color=#008b45]”Oh no you don’t. We’re not doing that old song and dance again.”[/color]

[@Ryonara][@KoL]

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[color=#cd2626][H2]RETSU GOROSHI[/H2][/color][/center]

Retsu smirked at Yoshino dancing to a slower beat. She supposed everyone went at their own pace. She felt that this song was a bit too slow for her taste, so Retsu simply stood watching, admiring, as well as waiting for Broker of Fortune. Or her pseudonym in this instance: Dealer’s choice. It seemed like she was busy doing things in deep Ground, so Retsu cut straight to the point.

    > [color=#cd2626]Problem Child: I need you to deal with a character named Arms Slave. An upstart tool who has been a thorn in my side. He is one of the Sweeper’s higher level members, and thus more needs to be done than simply killing him. I need him removed from his authority and discredited as a Sweeper. Do whatever you must. Name your price.[/color]

[@TheWindel][@Lonewolf685]

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The duelist’s sword plunged deep into Christopher, it’s serrated edge causing violent bleeding into the cat. But the duelist wasn’t expecting the feline to get in the way of his attack, and certainly didn’t expect to take it’s attacks directly. While the damage itself was fairly small for the duelist, it was flashy and discombobulating, causing him to stumble back. In doing so, he lost his grip on his sword and caused it as well as Christopher to fall to the ground. “Fucking cat!” The duelist ignored the cat however, knowing that it was merely the Warlock Familiar. He didn’t expect it to be able to do much more in it’s current state however, so the duelist took out his secondary weapon and charged Arkadian.

Meanwhile the demon’s hands reached out to grab the rogue. But just in the nick of time, Arkadian’s staff intercepted it. The moment it hit the demon’s hand it closed its fingers around the staff and began to viciously beat it into the ground. Where this an actual avatar it would have made a bloody mess. The rogue was nicked by the hand’s flailing, but that was a better alternative to what would have happened if she was caught instead. Rolling out of the way of the hand’s flailing she turned to Arkadian, giving him a thumbs up before taking out her [i]Spell Card[/i]. [b]”Innate Bounded Field: Star Fall!”[/b]

Suddenly, the scenery changed. The lone rogue had glowing green sigils floating around her, allowing her to stay in place while everyone else was falling. At least, everyone who didn’t have the ability to fly. Looking around there seemed to have only been darkness… But upon closer examination, one could see that they were not falling through an abyss, but through Deep Space. 

The sudden change in location allowed the bombardier to avoid Hellflame’s attack, but with no means to fly he was sent into an endless freefall as he was randomly firing his grenades in a futile attempt to hit something while his health was still being drained by Hellflame’s previous burn. The mage had a means of flight in the form of a flying staff, riding it like a witch as he turn his attention back towards Hellflame. More tentacles appeared from a new portal, lashing out to grab Hellflame. This time instead of trying to hold him down, the tentacles were simply trying to grab and crush him. 

All the while the other outlaws were free falling. The armless demon was unable to summon forth any arms, as it required solid ground for the arms to burst out of. The duelist had no range weapons, though he was only a few feet away from Arkadian, swiping his dagger fruitlessly in his direction. The last warlock seemed to be charging a spell in her freefall, and it was unknown what she intended to do with it.

[@RoflsMazoy][@Scarifar]