Leviathan, Prince of Hell - Yggdrasil Temporary Housing/Rental

"... Hmph."

Leviathan was annoyed. She sat on her bed, her face firmly in an irritated pout as she... stared at her maid. Her other two maids were attending to different areas of her room... but this maid, Maria... she was simply clearing off the table after lunch. Right in front of Levi. Slightly bent over... just enough to... to...

"... Grr..."

Levi's room was, of course, a large one. She could easily afford it for her vacation, after all. It had a wonderful, soft bed, multiple tables to eat at, and huge windows out into the void between dimensions. After all, her room was in Yggdrasil itself. The massive floating tower in the space between dimensions. It was a bizarre backdrop, but an oddly beautiful one. A twisting shimmer mix of darkness and color, seething and shifting and never ceasing to remain in state for more then a second. However, Levi wasn't focused on that at the moment. Levi was focused on something that was annoying her. Her cheeks flushing slightly, Levi hopped off of her bed and thrust a finger out at her maid.

"You're so shameless I can't take it anymore! I'm going for a walk until you're done... done... sh-showing them off!" she cried. Maria had little time to so much as say anything before the living embodiment of envy stomped out of her room, the door automatically opening to let her go. She passed her other maids on the way out, entirely leaving the place she had stayed in... and passing out into the neatly-carpeted(in navy blue) hallways of Yggdrasil's residential area. It was strictly for rentals and vacations, no-one lived on Yggdrasil full time. Levi certain had no intention of doing so.

With a huff, she folded her arms and made her way to take a nice walk.

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Dlanor A. Knox, Inquisitor of Heaven - Dlanor's Office, UMMA Vessel Tanngrisnir

Dlanor A. Knox had not been on a inquisitorial mission in far too long. No, neither the Court of Heaven nor the UMMA had seen fit to deploy her recently. She supposed it was due to a dearth in those who violated Knox's Decalogue, and a lack of activity from Shadow Eternity recently. However, the substitute for doing anything she felt was truly of benefit was... paperwork. There was a lot of it, both from the Court of Heaven and from the UMMA. While Dlanor acknowledged that it had to be done, it was hardly her favorite course of action. At least, however, today something new was occurring. Dlanor was multitasking, at the moment. The paperwork had to be handled, but at the same time she was taking a station as a guard...

The ship began to slowly move out from the hanger. It was massive, one of the UMMA's interdimensional vessels. Dlanor had her own method of travel, but she had been assigned to help protect this vessel... while working through important paperwork. Her office had quickly been replicated on-board the ship, complete with her desk, her quill, and jar of cookies. Dlanor had no desire to forsake the cookie jar. Of course, this came along with her stack of paperwork.

Dlanor's expression was a calm one. She disliked paperwork, but it had to be done. Her quill scratched along paper as she diligently filled out the latest sheet, relating to a trial she had been involved with. The defendant had ultimately been found innocent, the whole event a bizarre misunderstanding. But... it made more paperwork! This was an endless frustration for the girl. As much as she tried to remain quiet about it, it was hard not let some of her frustration at the sheer amount of paperwork seep into her expression as her quill scratched across the many dotted lines.

The ship drifted on through the space between dimensions.

Solaire was currently aboard a UMMA ship, hired by a Diplomat as private security. He was currently off-duty, and sitting in what appeared to be some sort of commons room. He was in a chair that had a direct view of what appeared to be a window, as it had a great view of the many stars in space. Solaire was staring at them, trying to guess how many were suns to a planet. He loved suns, worshipped them, in fact. He began to think about all the time he spent in his home dimension, staring at the sun of his home world. He knew he could never go back to that sun, since his life-quest demanded he leave places that did not provide some insight to how he could obtain his own sun. As he sat there he began talking to himself. He said "Ah, how glorious the many suns of the multiverse are! If only I could be as grossly incandescent as them....." If anyone were to walk in, he would be completely oblivious to it, it would most likely take someone touching or talking directly to him to get his attention.

UMMA Vessel Tanngrisnir

Kilphy Nekomata - also known as the young, magic-using leader of the Mecha-Magic Peacekeeping Force, Nelke Neko - always took her duties as an Agent of UMMA seriously, whether she was in uniform fighting interdimensional criminals, working as a temporary maid to help clean one of the ships, taking in calls and routing assignments as a receptionist, or even helping out in the kitchen as a cookie baker. Kilphy was a Jill-of-all-trades, and she loved to work. If she wasn't doing something, she would probably go stir crazy.

She also had to remember not to work too hard. Kilphy had joined UMMA recently, but had to leave her four teammates behind in their home universe so that they could keep the peace in her absence. Kilphy had elected the MMPF's oldest and most experienced member (that being Lahn Louve, a 2000-year old werewolf demon who had been fighting crime way before any of the others were born) to act as the MMPF's interim leader until UMMA determined that Kilphy could be relieved of her station. One of the first things that Lahn told Kilphy was not to overwork, and to keep in touch. If she needed their help, they would come. If they needed her, she would head back to her home world, take care of business, then return to her Agent duties.

The main reason Kilphy wanted to remain as an Agent, despite being separated from her friends, was to keep the team's greatest rival Sheol in check. Without going into too much detail at this point, Sheol and the MMPF had gotten into a large-scale magic battle, which accidentally created a black hole that sucked everyone into the multiverse. Sheol wanted to take over entire planets in their original world, but now that he knew that different universes existed, he opted to take the next step and become a multi-universal conqueror. Kilphy certainly wasn't going to let that happen, hence her membership into UMMA - she promised to keep Sheol's activities at bay, but she didn't want to stoop low enough to kill him. It was a conundrum, but Kilphy wanted to try and reason with Sheol about how it would be a mistake to try and conquer the multiverse.

However, none of that crossed Kilphy's mind at the moment. Sheol was quiet for now, and Lahn told her last night that all was well in their world. Peaceful times were always the best times for her; she could devote her skills to doing menial tasks with all her fortitude instead of worrying about when the next planet was going to blow up. She believed that when the little things were taken care of, the bigger things would just fall into place. Case in point, Kilphy was on her way to the next washroom fully equipped with rubber gloves and apron to scrub the next set of stalls down.

Flonne had an important mission to accomplish.

Requested by Seraph Lamington himself, Flonne was tasked to kill the Overlord of the Netherworld. Which, while something she had some qualms with, was an order from the Seraph. And given how wise and kind and cool and awesome he was, the angel trainee had faith that her mission was for the greater good.

She hadn't expected the Netherworld to seem so... high-tech and narrow?

Wandering the corridors of the Netherworld(?), the blue-ribboned angel stared in wonder and intrigue. Was the Netherworld really like this? Wasn't this more... Earth-like? Futuristic? She thought the demons were supposed to be brutes, not scientists!
The corridor she traversed finally opened into a more open area, and Flonne spotted a girl writing a whole stack of papers. Judging by her expression, it was not the most fun activity. Maybe it was homework?

"...Hi there!" Flonne announced her presence cheerfully to the demon(?). She would have been more cautious normally, but... actually no, Flonne wouldn't have used caution regardless. Brute or not, love would prevent a conflict! "Um, I'm looking for King Krichevskoy's lair. Would you happen to know where it is? I assume it's, like, a giant castle, but I dunno what corridor it's in!"

The implications of an angel managing to mistake an entire dimension for a interdimensional ship in orbit were quite staggering for those observant.

Being in space was boring. There was simply no-one to fight; UMMA seemed to be rather against high-powered fights within their base, especially between two people that were supposed to work for them. Elf found this all rather... frustrating. She joined this to fight, and there was nobody to fight!

Hiketsu found her impatience uproariously funny.

So, whilst she was annoyed at her outfit's mockery, the drow came across a most amusing site: a small girl in a fancy dress. She'd met the girl a few times, and...

All of a sudden, Leviathan would find herself knocked to the ground, a dark elf wrapped around her body.

"Uwaaaa~"

Dlanor A. Knox, Inquisitor of Heaven - Dlanor's Office, UMMA Vessel Tanngrisnir

Dlanor paused, looking up from the seemingly-endless paperwork and adjusting her glasses quietly. She did, after all, require them for doing paperwork. Her eyes fell on... who was this? It was not someone the Inquisitor recognized. Quietly, she placed her quill aside, golden eyes fixing on the girl ahead of her. She seemed... confused, to say the least. And, well, it was Dlanor's duty to watch out for the passengers on-board the ship. This area was off-limits to normal passengers, strictly intended for guards and staff. The angel rose to her feet.

"I believe you are CONFUSED," she began. As it was only a few moments away from her scheduled patrol, she removed her glasses and placed them aside. "There is no location on-board this ship which goes by that NAME. In addition, passengers are not permitted in this area of the SHIP. I cannot allow passengers in this area of the SHIP."

Stepping out from around her desk, she approached the blonde girl.

"I will escort you back to the appropriate AREA."

Dlanor's tone was calm, and patient. It was her usual tone, and she was rather relieved to be free of the bothersome paperwork(albeit temporarily)

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Leviathan, Prince of Hell - Yggdrasil Temporary Housing/Rental

"Ooof!"

Levi was really quite surprised by the sudden appearance of... whoever this was. The tiny demonic girl toppled over onto her side heavily, the figure who had collided with her on top of her. Her dress quite disheveled by this action, the Prince of Hell began to squirm rapidly, attempting to shove at the person who had latched onto her. The... person who had... had... noticing a certain feature, Levi began to squirm even more, her irritation mounting further and further. Who was this girl to just randomly grab onto her like this?! Why would she go and do something like that?!

"H-hey!" Levi cried, "G-get off of me! Wh-where did you even come from?! I-idiot!"

Odo was facing a familiar predicament as a result of his nasty habit of procrastination. His 16 hour regeneration cycle was nearly up, but a virtual stack of paperwork sat on his desk. Staying in humanoid form would soon cause immense pain, but he couldn't exactly work as his liquid self...Eh, he could do it later. This was just Starfleet paperwork, and the higher-ups didn't necessarily need the paperwork on this week's drunk-and-disorderly incidents. Besides, there was somewhere he wanted to be much more...

Odo was one of the newest UMMA Agents, only a month into the job. A new portal opened up inside Deep Space Nine, a portal so small and so tucked away only a shapeshifter or a Cardassian vole could reach it. This portal was located two meters deep into Odo's cabin air ducts, where he somehow found his way in his natural form. He slipped into it, finding himself on the ground outside a massive structure. Yggdrasil. He shifted into his humanoid form and introduced himself to the first person he met.

Naturally, he kept this a secret. Supposedly there were other agents from his universe--and the parallel universe--and they kept this secret. Out of respect for them, and for the safety of the multiverse, he agreed to keep the portals existence and the existence of the multiverse a secret. And now, with his resting period approaching, it was a perfect time to visit. No one on Deep Space Nine will bother him, as they believe him to be a puddle on the floor, hastily waiting to gather his strength and form back into his humanoid shape. And, the UMMA has much more odd agents than himself, and won't see a shining brown, gold, and purple blob as a "freak".

Odo entered his personal cabin. He typed in his locking code, pressed the "Do Not Disturb" option, and let go. Shifting was a lot like keeping one muscle clenched. There was a 'tightening' feeling when taking a form and a 'relaxing' feeling when regressing back to his natural state. The humanoid Chief of Security was replaced with a shimmering plasma on the floor that quickly stretched itself into a small grate close to the ceiling. Odo crept into the duct as silently as possible--he shared a wall with another--and slipped through the portal.

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Will post for Giovanni later.

Houraisan, Kaguya
TPV

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From the outside, Kaguya looks like your typical delicate sheltered princess whom men will fall head over heels to have her hand in marriage, well, she is. She has spent countless years as the Lunarian Princess on the Moon. Even the time she has spent in Exile has mostly been spent sheltered and cared for within the Eientei. Her caretaker, guardian and fellow exiled Lunarian, Eirin has seen to it that she is treated with the utmost care while still letting her curiousity run it's course on whatever she deems interesting. For many years this had worked, and Kaguya has largely remained happy and content if a little lonely with her current lifestyle. Nobody thought that would change in the way it did, certainly not Eirin...

She doesn't need to, but she still does it. Kaguya sleeps, she sleeps when she's tired, she sleeps when it's nighttime and she sleep's when she feels like it. And when one sleeps, they are bound to wake up, either on their own or as a cause by something happening to them or someone waking them. Now there exists rude awakenings, and Kaguya has experienced her fair share of rude awakenings. This one however is the worst yet.

A flash of light and the crackling sound of lightning stirred the air above a large lava flow on a nondescript volcanic planet around a young star. Flesh materialized... only to burn away again almost instantaneously as the intense heat radiating from the molten rock did their damned best to vaporize everything remotely near them. The flash happened again, this time higher up above the planet's liquid surface, and again flesh burned as quickly as it formed. It happened again, higher and higher, it repeated until the flash of light formed a few dozen miles above the planet.

This time flesh finished forming. It formed into a human's shape as hair grew and fabric materialized. It took a few moments for it to finish, and Kaguya's consciousness returned to her being as her resurrection finished. And immediately she got a sensual overload of her current situation. The heat, the lack of air and the vacuum, the unmistakable orange hue of something burning, or in this case molten. Instinctively she flew away from the ground, increasing her altitude to escape the uncomfortable heat radiating from the orange light below.

After flying for a few thousand miles she stopped and looked down, and for the first time she see's what had awoken her. Below her was a planet, almost completely orange due to the surface's molten state. She then realizes what awoke her, although that's a misnomer, the planet didn't wake her up, it killed her.

Thoughts began racing through her mind, most of what's and why's and when's, although the most prominent one was of where. This was certainly not Eientei, nor was it the bamboo forest, nor could it possibly be Gensokyo or Earth. There's no moon to speak off, and the planet was too close to it's very un-sun like star. This was very perplexing to the Exiled Lunar Princess. She floated there, idly thinking about her situation... Until one particular realization set in.

She's nowhere near anywhere she knows of. Of course she would find a way back, it's just a matter of time. And she finally has the golden opportunity to live out the adventure that was so drastically lacking from her long existence. It sounded like something out of a fairy tale, and to Kaguya at least, it does.

In no way did she plan of it, but her flight path crossed that of one interdimensional starship. Kaguya has seen space rockets and spaceships before, from the rockets the Earthlings used to go to the moon, to the rocket the little vampire used, and to the starships the advanced Lunarian technology allowed, non of them resembled this one.

At first she thought about getting it's -and whoever is in it- attention by yelling, but she is quickly reminded that sound doesn't work in space. So instead she opted to wave at it repeatedly, hoping that someone inside would notice her, and when that didn't work. she decided to just fly beside it and follow it wherever it's going.

Jakuzure Nonon - UMMA Dropship, Neo-Tokyo, Alternate Earth 567

The ship rumbled around her. It was, in Nonon's opinion, an ugly and dirty way to fly.

The small pink-haired girl rested her baton on her shoulder, leaning back against her seat. And look, she was surrounded with ugly and dirty people! ... Well, okay, strictly-speaking that was the wrong insult to use against them, though there were plenty that applied. They were other agents of the UMMA, and, well, what could she say? They were allies there for the same reason. It didn't change the fact that there were so very many things she could say about them, but she didn't hate them or anything. The dropship the UMMA was utilizing here, though... ugly and dirty described it pretty well.

"Oh, dear, crammed in here with all these wonderful people," began Nonon, smiling cheerfully even as her tone dripped with sarcasm, "Whatever shall I do?"

Oh, it would be stupid to assume that Nonon felt true malice towards these other agents of the UMMA. However, it was simply quite easy to make such comments. And so she did, with the utmost cheer in her expression and her voice as she did. In spite of her cheer, however, her happy sarcasm was obvious. The dropship rattled unpleasantly. It really was the worst way to fly... The small girl decided to peer out the window.

Below, there was a shimmering city. This world was... some kind of high-technology futuristic kind of place. Apparently there were reports of Shadow Eternity activity here, and even the potential involvement of Life Fibers... though the last part was largely unconfirmed. That's why the UMMA had sent some agents, including herself.

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Chiester Sisters - Weapons and Communications, UMMA Vessel Tanngrisnir

Far below Dlanor, in a chamber located on the underbelly of the ship, sat the weapons and communications center.

It had a somewhat... unique crew.

Chiester 00 sat behind her fellow Chiester Sisters. She kept calm. She didn't have the best composition, but she conducted herself calmly. At the moment, she sat in place and regarded her subordinates.

Chiester 410 and Chiester 45 sat before her, each carefully regarding several sets of screens portraying the void outside in a variety of different ways. At least, until Chiester 45 went rigid.

"Ah... there's... there's something on the monitor!" she said. Chiester 410 looked from Chiester 45's screen, to her own, and then back again. "Eh? What the hell is that? Some kinda... is... is that a girl? In the void? What's she doing out there?"

Chiester 00 leaned forward. "Do you detect any energy signatures? Can you contact her?"

"Nyeh, I dunno, it's not like she has a built in communications system or something like that," replied 410 with a shrug. "... Hey, 45! Wave at her through the viewport, will ya? She might see!"

The pink-haired bunnygirl squirmed. "M-me? But..."

Before she could continue, 410 grabbed her and shoved her towards the small window to the outside. She was pressed against it for a moment, before straightening. Trembling, she raised one hand and waved. She thought she could see the girl, at least...

"H-hello?"

"She can totally hear you, 45!" commented 410 with a grin.

Chiester 45 blushed in embarrassment.

UMMA Vessel Tanngrisnir

Kilphy was walking across the hallways, which showed a full panoramic view of the void, when she too spotted the black-haired girl flying parallel to the ship. She was amazed that anyone could survive out there. If Kilphy wanted to go out there, she would have to get into her full Nelke Neko outfit - which doubled as a skin-tight space suit - to protect herself from the harsh environment of space.

After a few moments of gawking, she realized that the Siesta sisters would have seen this as well since they were in charge of communications. Kilphy put her bucket down and found the nearest in-built phone, dialing some numbers to reach the crew.

"Hello? This is Kilphy Nekomata, reporting from maintenance duty. I've spotted a female figure outside from Hallway 23. Would you like for me to go out and intercept her?"

Somewhere on Earth

For the life of Kamen Rider Decade or his real name...Tsukasa Kadoya, it's never been easy since the day he restored the Alternate Rider Worlds and went on adventuring with the rest of his friends AND also meet other Kamen Riders as well as trying to stop Narutaki's nefarious plan to destroy him since he believe Tsukasa is a Destroyer of the Worlds...he just wished that Narutaki would stop bothering him at some point but then again, as long as he still alive...the chances of Tsukasa have some peace and taking pictures like he used to do is extremely low.

Currently, the passing through Kamen Rider is leaning on his motorcycle as he taking a picture of a beach in one of the worlds he's visiting in. He took time to enjoy the scenery while checking for his picture if it's good or not but even he is still wary for any signs of trouble that might come at him.

"Ah the picture came out weird again." Tsukasa sighed as he intently looked at the picture he recently took but nevertheless, he grabbed out a scrap book and paste the picture in it before putting it back into the compartment inside his motorcycle.

Finally Tsukasa decided to turn off his camera and grabbing his helmet, "Alright, enough sight seeing...time to go." He said to no one and climbed onto his motorcycle and began to drive along the road.

As Tsukasa rode on his motorcycle he saw something that makes him stop immediately, he realizes it was another dimensional curtain which he and Narutaki used once to travel through the other worlds.

Tsukasa stare at the curtain suspiciously, "Now what that appeared here? Something's fishy..." he muttered as he dismounted from his bike and walk towards the curtain.

With a weird feeling telling him to went inside the curtain, he ran back onto his motorcycle and hopped on immediately as he started the engine with him grinning behind his helmet.

"Well, lets see where that takes me to." He muttered as he rode through the curtain and into the unknown.

Unknown Location

Tsukasa made out of the dimensional curtain into an unfamiliar place but from afar, he could see a city. He didn't know where this was but from what he managed to discern, he is currently on a large landing pad or some sort and he could see some unknown craft which he later recognizes as a dropship approaches.

"Huh? Well that is something you didn't see all day." Tsukasa muttered as he saw the dropship approaching nearer.

"Oh, I apologise!" Flonne bowed her head to the grey-haired girl, "I wasn't aware this place was restri- ...this is a ship?"

Come to think of it, that would probably explain all the stars and infinite darkness outside of all those windows. And here she'd thought the Netherworld was just a really strange, linear place, with little hope of a branching path that maybe held a secret item!

Well, if this was a ship... firstly; the Netherworld just had to be its destination! secondly; she was on a freakin' space ship.

"Hey, hey, can I maybe drive it?" Flonne asked excitedly, "oh, can I fire a torpedo?! Is there a giant space monster to fight?! Please tell me that mission control is a colourful cast of characters that like to make witty remarks and contribute to things!"
The trainee angel had very quickly become a fangirl for the space battle scenario she was so clearly a part of right now. It was even enough to make her momentarily forget the Seraph's mission in its awesomeness.

Dlanor A. Knox, Inquisitor of Heaven - Dlanor's Office, UMMA Vessel Tanngrisnir

"..."

For a few moments, Dlanor was silent. How, exactly, had the nature of this place as a ship escape this girl's notice? It was utterly perplexing to the Inquisitor. She had boarded it, correct? She obviously would have had to know about boarding the ship, correct? There was no other possible explanation. At least, not that Dlanor could think of at the moment. Still, it was her duty to assist and protect passengers, even if she currently had no understanding of just what the passenger was doing. She approached the odd blonde girl and stopped just in front of her.

"You may not pilot the SHIP," she began. Now this girl was asking about such strange things... "Only those qualified may access the ship's SYSTEMS. I cannot allow you to access the ship's SYSTEMS. Wait a moment and I will return you to the passenger SECTION."

"Gertrude, Cornelia, " she began. The familiar figures of her assistants, the long-haired and quiet Gertrude(thought sweet-natured when off-duty) and the short-haired and remarkably hotblooded(Dlanor knew quite well from when the girl was off-duty) Cornelia materialized on either side of the small angel. "Oversee the office in my ABSENCE."

They nodded, and Gertrude spoke. "We will ensure that there is no disturbance in this location."

Dlanor nodded, and her focus returned to the blonde girl. "Please, follow ME."

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Bridge Crew - Bridge, UMMA Vessel Tanngrisnir

The girl who answered the phone peered out the viewing windows on the bride. They had detected the unidentified girl in space, as well... After some consultation with the captain and the rest of the crew, they came to a swift conclusion.

"You have confirmation to intercept," said the girl.

"So soft and huggable..." Elf continued, oblivious to her victim's protestations as she continued hugging the demon girl. At least Levi could now see where she was going: the drow had climbed to her feet and was cheerfully heading onwards to certain food, all the while keeping the tiny girl well in place. Plus it meant she had less to be envious of! Except for height, and strength, and the sot pillows at her back, and speed, and...

Leviathan, Prince of Hell - Yggdrasil Temporary Housing/Rental

Levi thrashed more angrily in Elf's grip, waving her arms rapidly. Why was this stupid person just carrying her around and being dumb?! She was a Prince of Hell, how... how dare she just carry her around like that?! The demon girl kicked her legs irritably. It was an awkward position to use her demonic strength, as well... so instead she simply wriggled and squirmed, trying to loosen the taller girl's grip on her. Hmph. She was tall, and mature, and... there were so many things about her that made Levi angry! Just... carrying her about, too...

"I-I'm a Prince of Hell! So... so put me down or I'll... I'll call security you idiot! I will! And then I'll beat you up!" cried Levi.

UMMA Vessel Tanngrisnir

"Thank you," Kilphy replied and hung up. She removed her rubber gloves and apron, then flipped open her cat face-shaped wristwatch and rotated a few knobs inside before raising both hands up. The watch glowed pink, then transformed into a bodysuit that enveloped her. Pink-colored pieces of armor, gloves, knee-length boots and an extraneous cat tail shimmered into existence, and a pair of flower-shaped rockets literally blossomed onto her back. Normally her head armor was a simple cat-eared hairband, but it changed into a helmet with fake cat ears that covered her face with a translucent green visor. With the transformation complete, Kilphy was now the Mecha-Magic Peacekeeping Force's leader and magic specialist Nelke Neko.

Nelke Neko hurried to the nearest airlock and locked herself in, preparing to go into space. After a short countdown, the airlock doors opened and she fired up the rockets on her back with her fire magic, propelling her out into the void to intercept with the black-haired girl.

Kamen Rider Fourze - Outside the UMMA ship

Unfortunately, it seems like Kilphy wasn't the only person who'd had that idea. And even more unfortunately, the other person who'd had that idea was incredibly impulsive. For the moment he noticed that someone was floating about outside, Gentaro Kisaragi had transformed and rushed outside...

And as soon as Kilphy herself floated out, there was a good chance she would notice someone in white armour fashioned after a space shuttle hurtling through the blackness, propelled by the large orange rocket now attached to his right arm. Not because his appearance was notable, but because he had decided to yell out, as loud as possible...

"IT'S SPACE TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIME!"

Fourze, however, seemed far too fixated on the figure floating unaided, and hadn't actually noticed Kilphy. And unfortunately for everyone involved, if he didn't change his trajectory soon he would most likely collide face first with the magical girl...

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Sayuri - The place where Nonon will be dropping down soon, nearby Tsukasa

Pathetic.

They were all so pathetic. Everyone she had faced since coming here... The world had seemed far more advanced than her homeworld. She assumed the art of combat had advanced just as much, but... She assumed too much. Everyone she had faced here, every single opponent... She hadn't even needed to transform to defeat them. Every one of them fell with so little effort... She couldn't bring herself to kill them. They were just so... Weak and pathetic. Maybe they would rededicate themselves and become stronger because of this, and then maybe she'd get a good fight. Maybe.

...Her hopes weren't exactly high, really. At least that incoming UMMA sky chariot might offer her some-

"...Where did you come from." It was less a question and more a demand. The man seemed to have appeared from nowhere. "It matters not, I suppose..."

And with that, Tsukasa would find Sayuri's Musou Saber pointed straight at him.

"Fight me."

Jakuzure Nonon - UMMA Dropship, Neo-Tokyo, Alternate Earth 567

Oh, good, they'd be out of this thing soon. It was way too small and compact, and Nonon still felt like it was a pain to sit around in this. Why couldn't she just fly herself, if they had to fly? It's not like she couldn't.

"I guess I won't have to be crammed in here with all you people too much longer," she said, cheerfully, "What a shame."

There was a series of glares cast in the pink-haired girl's direction. The other UMMA agents in the dropship were evidently not pleased with Nonon's comments. However, she simply smiled in return. Why should she be bothered if they didn't like it? It wasn't her problem that they couldn't handle it. "Are you really going to be able to handle fighting if you're so sensitive? Jeez..."

Nonon shrugged, still with a rather sly smile.

"It's not like I've seen you in action, but you must be garbage in combat if it's so easy to upset you."

Finally, one of the other agents opened his mouth to snap at her... and the dropship rocked. Nonon was completely launched out of her seat, barely managing to catch herself and prevent herself from toppling over entirely. She reached up to hold her hat on, looking around wildly. "What the hell was that?!"

Whatever it was, the impact had jarred the door of the dropship as well. It was dented inwards and shuddering wildly... until it simply snapped off entirely, revealing the glittering city beneath and the dropship's smoking engines. There wasn't a cloud in the sky... A gruff voice called from the direction of the cockpit. "There's two unidentified attackers assaulting us, more incoming! We're going to have to make an emergency landing!"

The smoking dropship rattled and shook as it went directly for the nearby landing pad.

"You couldn't even detect them until they started shooting? What kind of pilot are you?!" Nonon snapped, before turning to face the rear of the ship again. The small girl simply walked directly towards it, stopping at the very edge. The scenery was moving by faster and faster... None of the other agents in the ship could fly, they had to waste their time waiting for the ship to land. They were basically one big moving target! She twirled her baton as she stood on the edge, her sly smile returning as she looked over her shoulder at the other agents. "I guess I'll have to protect all you slackers while you waste your time here. Bye!"

And then... she lept out. A split second after exiting the dropship, she activated it.

Her Three-Star Goku uniform. Her body was engulfed in technicolor stars as her conductor's outfit erupted off of her. It unraveled, loosening, the fibers composing it realigning and shifting as lights covered Nonon's uncovered form... And then it snapped back together, covering her body once more in the form of a dark pink skintight bodysuit with a bone theme. The jet-cannons mounted on her back and shoulders kicked up and she was rapidly suspended in the air, smiling. And... there were the attackers! They were angular, seemingly black triangles simply fused together with cannons mounted on the front. They weren't even that big, probably just automated drones or something... Two were close, and Nonon could see more dark shapes in the distance.

"Three-Star Goku Uniform: Symphony Regalia Tempo!" declared Nonon, cheerfully, even as the drones began to turn towards her.

"The skies are mine, and you're all just useless cannon fodder!"

Houraisan, Kaguya
TPV

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It's one thing observing the sky and the countless dots of light scattered therein and it's another when you're out there in the void experiencing it yourself. Kaguya was certainly captivated by it, because she's not merely observing from a distance, but now she's flying in the void of space itself. It was very rare to experience such things back in Gensokyo, and it was still a different sensation as what she remembered when she looked out into the night sky from the Lunar surface. As majestic and beautiful as it is flying through space on her own, it did have it's downsides.

First off was the vacuum, the lack of air and that suffocating feeling that comes with it, the freezing temperatures and all the deadly rays and whatnot that she had heard about. It was painful, it was very painful, agonizing even, but she endured it and at a point, she got used to it.

She was so intently focus on her "sky" viewing that she noticed none of the attempted visual communication of the crew. This was what was sorely lacking in Kaguya's life, new experiences, new settings, new worlds, and now... New faces.

As entranced as she was with the views of space, she still was keenly aware of her immediate surroundings, all the years spent fending off Lunar emissaries and then all the years spent fighting with Mokou, both straight up proper fights and the later and much more beautiful and exciting danmaku system that the Hakurei shrine maiden impossed.

She grazed to... A direction since there really isn't a sense of direction in open space... What the danmaku and spell card system instilled on basically most if not all the magic and combat capable denizens of Gensokyo was spatial awareness and the skill and ability to avoid... many many things.

The white clad person, sped by Kaguya as she rested her momentum and proceeded to make a wide arching but extremely quick orbit around the axis of the ship, whereupon she saw the second person. While the first one wore a white spacesuit -?- with black and orange trims along with an orange rocket of sorts this one's outfit was more... floral in design. Since the futility of vocal communication in the vacuum of space, Kaguya merely flew past the flight path of the second person and flashed a cheery smile and a wave before continuing her spiraling orbit around the axis of the ship. The flyby also gave Kaguya an idea of how -she- looked like... And she think's she's cute with them ears.

Dropship Landing Pad

Tsukasa was surprised when the Dropship are under attack, he was thinking of helping them or so when a girl suddenly appears and pointed her blade at him but he noticed the blade's design and since he has been travelling through much of the Rider Worlds since the Rider War, he recognized the blade that girl is currently pointing at him...it was Musou Saber, one of the primary Riders weapon from the World of Gaim.

Unfazed by the threat of challenge from the girl, Tsukasa sighed before pulling out his Ride Booker which then turned into sword mode and points back at her while saying, "If I take a hazard guess, you must be related from the Riders of the World of Gaim is it?"

Tsukasa sighed again as he continued, "Look I don't know why you are so eagerly to fight with other people despite the current situation we're in but at least if you want to duel with me, just set the schedule okay? I've just arrived here and confused." Tsukasa nonchalantly said as the Dropship he saw began its emergency landing and not to mention a girl who seemed to fly with some sort of booster formed after her clothes style changes.

He could only shook his head and then turned back to the earlier girl, staring directly into her eyes as he introduced himself, "Well if you still want to fight then let me introduce myself, I'm Tsukasa Kadoya...your...ordinary passing through traveler." he didn't want to risks his identity as a Kamen Rider first as he wanted to keep it as his trump card when things go south.