Gintoki
Shrugging his shoulders, Gintoki followed the vampire loli into her castle, not really paying much heed to all the fancy decorations there as much as he had outside. After all, it was likely that the place would get trashed anyhow (by both sides, no less!), so caring too much about that was useless, if anything. The dolls and toys and stuff, however, definitely painted the vampire loli... Just as he had expected, really.
"Well, at the very least you're young at heart..." he said, a snide smile on his face as the loli mentioned the Eye. Right. They had to figure out where that was. "And... Er... Yeah. Might be a good idea... But I have this really stupid gut feeling that you'll just show us a dud and dupe everyone involved... Or something."
Suwako
Unable to do much else, Suwako shrugged and kicked up the sand into a little chair to relax in as everyone else attempted to mess with the portal. Machinery was, of course, way beyond her realm of expertise; that was what the kappa (and technically Kanako) were for. She had barely learned how to use a computer before the shrine had moved over to Gensokyo, to say nothing of something of this caliber...
Well, she still looked younger than Kanako 99% of the time, so at least she wasn't the old hag. A slight shiver ran down her spine as she thought that, though, almost as if the god in question had sent her a dimension-piercing glare from all the way back home. Fun times. Not.
Kakine
"Walking it is, then." Kakine said, letting out a slight sigh as he began walking down the hill the three were standing on. The region had many parks and the like, which were of course linked up by roads moving to and from the main sections of the city; this meant that finding a road would probably be the best way to start. It was getting tiring walking over all of this grass, anyways.
It didn't take long to get to one, luckily enough; given how the facility was placed for both ease of access and lack of visibility, this was an optimal location. That did mean, however, that the walk to District 15 would be a tedious one. The lab was tucked away in the corner of the district, which meant at least another half an hour (at the VERY MINIMUM) of walking.
"This... This is going to take a while."
Hazama- Capital (Akame ga Kill!)
Hazama silently sank along the streets of the Capital, pulling his fedora over his eyes as he cautiously surveyed the streets around him. These were the pits that he ended up talking himself into, and though he did want to come here to examine those Heavenly Arms or whatever to refine the production of his grimiores it was still a lot worse than what he was used to. Granted, even places like Kagutsuchi were pretty clean, so maybe it was just something he wasn't used to... A standard, less modernized city, at least.
As far as he knew, this world had a corrupt adviser and a puppet king at its head, which, to be fair, wasn't too surprising. SE's modus operandi (as far as he had seen during his days stalking around the base and watching the other members) seemed to be that 'playing the villain from the get-go' would work itself out. No wonder that they had come into such a string of defeats and losses and got humiliated by the dumbest of things- their angle was off. If he was gonna get this place in working order and get to killing those other damn Heroes, he needed to start like he did in the NOL- playing the good guy.
Of course, in this world that was a fairly easy job. After all, corrupt governments always incited revolutionaries. It was simple enough to track down their base of operations further out in the country and pick up a job as a reconnaissance agent/assassin. Their ultimate goal was, of course, the adviser's and the king's head, but by that point nobody seemed to have had the capacity to take down the human shields surrounding him. Well, he was here to change that. If he could capture both the adviser and the king, he'd have the revolutionaries indebted to him, which meant them providing food, raw metals, and, more importantly, highly effective fighters and assassins to help take down the UMMA. It wouldn't be that hard to spin a tale similar to that of the revolutionaries' own; just paint the UMMA as the capital and SE as the revolutionaries, and it was as good as done.
At least, that was how the plan would play out in his mind, barring any unforeseen circumstances. He had been given a poison pill by the revolutionaries to prevent him from giving any info up, but the chances of that happening were next to none. After all, slippery as he was, most of the standard forces here would never be able to catch him, much less take him down. There was only one problem, really, that seemed to be floating around in his head.
"...Those walls... I can't get around them without being really conspicuous, now can I...?" he sighed, glancing at the walls surrounding the inner ring of the city. The castle walls seemed just as thick, if not moreso, which would make this a lot more work than he would have liked. Fun.
