[IC] Massive Multiversal Crossover

[ToadRopes]

Carl Hanratty, Morgan--Unspecified Public Library

"Really," said Mr. Hanratty, "I would just like to return to my own world."

"I wish I could help you with that," Morgan said, shrugging. "I came here quite inexplicably myself. Into the multiverse, that is. It isn't like I can travel freely through worlds; I had someone drop me off at this city so I could have a look at the library again. I quite like spending most of my time here, actually."

"Well and good, but that doesn't help me return home."

"Any particular urgent business you've got?"

Hanratty paced the carpeted floor as the young tactician watched him. "With all these advanced credit cards and computers, check fraud's gonna be even harder to bust. I need to get back home, I've got to keep this fraud in check. Ah, no pun intended."

Morgan twisted a lock of hair in her gloved hand. "Well, I'm not quite sure how to get you back, Mr. Hanratty," Morgan said. "Though you're welcome to stay in the library while you sort out this mess. They are open all day, after all. Never know when someone will turn in a book."

Hanratty snorted. "At least they get their books in on time," he remarked. He tipped his head at the tomes in Morgan's lap. "Those from the library?"

"Oh, I don't have a card," Morgan replied, "I just come here to read the books whenever I can. It's nice and quiet, and they've got these fancy contraptions that let me look for any book I want that they carry."

"Morgan. That's a computer. I just mentioned them."

"Well, I don't believe that these computers can be used for check fraud, Mr. Hanratty."

Hanratty smiled. Good for Morgan, enjoying a good book. Lends her to a lot of wit. "So, um, you going to explain what those books are, or what?"

Morgan perked up. "Ah, right. You know how I scooped you up with a miniature blizzard to get you out of the middle of the street?" she asked.

"Yes. So?"

"That's one of my anima tomes, Rexcalibur," Morgan continued, holding up a green text. "It's a powerful wind spell. Chills the air, creates a small snowstorm, the like. Good for blowing enemy riders out of the sky and for keeping cool in the summer."

"Excuse me, what did you say you were again?" Hanratty asked.

"I'm a tactician," Morgan simply replied.

"And they let you in here with that kind of weapon?"

"Well, magic doesn't necessarily have to be a weapon..."

"True, you did use your spell to keep me from becoming a Hanratty pancake."

Morgan laughed. "And I'm glad I did. I could never live down letting someone get mashed by a self-driving carriage like that. The shame I would feel!"

[Belwicket]

Shivani - The Ice Moon

Shivani left the man to his own devices as she walked back towards the Dante's. After they both went through the portal, she followed them, not wanting to get stuck and left behind again.

[Xenonia]

Sir Frederick Selous and George Melons - Athas

George Melons allowed his jaw to drop, basking in the glory that was Dusty. He had created concepts similar enough in design, powering a Turbo Star with an S2 Engine, for instance, or attaching a shitload of imported fireworks to the back of a Radio Flyer, but this... This was new and beautiful. George Melons almost wept, just staring at the definitely not street legal masterpiece that sat before them. "It's... Perfect."

Sir Frederick, on the other hand, was far less amused. "What in the blazes is THAT?" he motioned to the catapult affixed to the top of the machinestrosity, "Some sort of ejectable rubbish bin? Just where am I supposed to shoot from? The back? Like a peasant?" He seemed a bit offended at the vehicle's lack of a gunnery nest.

[Zobozun]

Seiga - Abandoned Basement, Capital City, AgK

Seiga struggled to suppress a laugh as Hazama leaned against the wall. He thought he was being cool!

"So, let me run though this plan. You want me to tunnel into the imperial palace. Then, we'll - pfft - we'll just waltz up from the completely unguarded lower floors- something tells me your information might be a bit off, Mister Hazama. Call it a hunch."

She squatted in front of the disk and traced her finger along the route, past the inexplicable winding corridors of the basement level and up to the stairs.

"Then, from there, we'll climb up, fight off the soldiers on the almost certainly guarded stairs, and somehow prevent them from raising the alarm. Am I still following?"

She wore an expression of halfhearted concentration as she continued to trace the route.

"Then, you'll just... stroll into the throne room, and you're praying the guards are too busy standing around and picking their noses to do anything? Need I remind you that, if rumors are correct, these men are trained to fight a man clad in invincible armor, and a woman who can kill with the smallest cut? They won't be stayed so easily."

She sighed, and switched to a crosslegged position.

"Now, after that- no escape route? We just 'spirit him away'? I suppose you're planning to simply slaughter your way through an army, shall you?", she cocked her head and stared at Hazama, "You're a bit of a brute, you know that? Though I suppose that's to be expected- you've got the eyes of someone who has killed with neither reason, nor remorse. They interest me, if only a little. Enough to make up for your boundless incompetence, at least."

She absentmindedly twirled her fan, and continued.

"Now, I notice you're proposing we do this... at this very moment? In broad daylight? My, it's almost as if you want to be caught~."

She leaned back and shrugged.

"I'll admit, that was pretty on the fly, but if you work long enough with idiots this kinda stuff tends to come naturally."

[Earnest Evans]

Shazay Jordan, Dusty's Driver Seat, Athas

"Hey, if you don't like it, you can walk. If you really don't want to sit in the bed, I can set the tarp up, but then we're gonna have to take it down when we get to our stop."

Shazay motioned to a heavy pile of cloth, dumped towards the backside of the truck bed. It looked relatively clean, but parts of it were nearly threadbare from sand damage. It appeared to have been previously draped over an exotic-looking crate with three rotating handles.

"Unless you got anything else to bitch about, getcher ass on. We've got two jobs today, and neither of them I wanna do at noon."
The time on the radio read "6:00 AM". Athas was not a very nice place.
"Since the passenger seat's been replaced with another fuel tank, both of you're gonna sit in the back. Open the crate an' grab a weapon, else you're gonna look like a damn fool when we get to hunting."

Class of Ginyu 20XX, Thunderdome, Nanotrasen Central Command Station

Deep in space, on the edge of a suspiciously-abandoned station, was a location of infamous repute. A location where the gods played games with the lives and souls of mortals. A location where the furious dead congregated to beseech the powers that be. A location unreachable by mortal hands. A location that has come only to be known as... The Thunderdome.

Bare plasteel flooring and impenetrable walls surrounded The Thunderdome, and though it never received any fresh air or electricity, it was well-lit and well-aerated. The stench of blood, human waste, and machine oil hung in the air like the awkward pause after a class-six biohazard announcement.

Presently, there were six people in The Thunderdome. Captain Ginyu, and his class. Five soldiers from Shocker+, who had spent the last 24 hours (about fifty shifts on the station) revelling in the banal chaos that is life aboard Space Station 13. There was a tense hush, as the students waited for Ginyu to speak.

Ginyu glared at the assembly of students, eyeing every student in turn with a look of absolute distaste. His gaze stopped at Xipe Tezcat, the Scientist. A toothy grin crossed Ginyu's face, and his eyebrows arched in glee.

"You," he said, pointing to Xipe, "attack me."
Xipe complied. Howling a battlecry, he charged at Ginyu, and attacked! Right as he felt that his fist was about to connect, Xipe was stopped by something invisibly hovering just in front of Ginyu's face. Ginyu's hands hung limply at his side.

"Look at your hands," Ginyu said, chuckling lightly.

Xipe did as he was told, and moved his hands in front of his face. Only... there was nothing there! Xipe's hands [i]also[i] hung limply at his side.

"This is why I brought you here. You may have noticed that you cannot move your arms anymore. This is false: you can move your arms-- their physical form no longer matches their actual form. Those useless noodles you consider arms are not real. If you were to put them against a surface, they would slide through."

Ginyu lunged forward, and delivered a powerful blow to Xipe's chest, without even moving his hands!
"Your actual hands are still fully under your control. You will unconsciously recognize where they are, and you can still move and feel with them. The enemy, however, will be completely blind to what you're doing. This extends to all objects you are holding in your hands-- they will appear in your "fake" hands, but will still affect the world as if you were holding them in your real hands."

A small black prism appeared in Ginyu's left hand. With an almost-certainly-copyrighted "BSHEEYOWN" noise, a sabre-like blade made of energy extended from the prism. Suddenly, Xipe's labcoat fell to tatters, as if it had been cut by something!

"Didn't see that coming, did you? There are a number of changes you have underwent, but these 'astral limbs' are by far the most noticeable. You, my students, are now Robust. The effects are temporary... one day for every five shifts you've been a part of. Go back to your headquarters, show your superiors your majestic new abilities, and destroy your enemies!"

Grinning wildly, Ginyu operated a large teleporter apparatus set up in the middle of the Thunderdome. A portal to Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria opened up.

Looking somewhat uncomfortable, somewhat disappointed, and somewhat mystified, the Class of Ginyu left through the portal, and were gone.

Ginyu, all alone, breathed a sigh of relief. It was time to get back to work.

The emergency shuttle has been called. It will arrive in ten minutes.

Work would have to wait, then.

[FujiwaraPhoenix]

Hazama

Well... In a way, the facade was working. Granted, he looked like a complete and utter fool, yes, but... It was working.

"Who said we were ever going to fight anyone?" he asked, his smile still on his face. "They can't fight us if they can't catch us. On that note, you're taking things in a way that is quite contrary to what I had suggested. The key is to avoid everything by going through the walls themselves- that is, up them and not just through them and not just the ground. I'm not quite sure of your ability, but I'll hazard a guess here and say that you can do that. It's what the thesis is based around, after all."

Flicking his fedora back up to its standard position, Hazama kicked the hologram once, clearing the initial drawing of the route he had taken and resetting the hologram back to how it was before.

"If my hypothesis is wrong and you can't actually travel through walls like that, then just drop me in the basement and I'll get something worked out. And no, I'm not going to go in to shoot people up. There's something a bit more... Efficient I can do instead."

Well, if he didn't tell the girl anything about the sealed Remnant that was generating seithr so that he could use Ouroboros, things could probably work out fine. All he really needed to do in that case was to create as much seithr as he could, then get the place to burst from the pressure. The stuff was toxic at high concentrations, and since it didn't act like any poison that he had seen in the world they probably didn't have a cure for it. The only thing left to do after that was get it to dissipate, which would leave little trace of it there, if any. It would be as if everyone in the castle had died of a spontaneous heart attack.

Kidnapping the kid would be better, yeah, but the chances of that happening if she couldn't travel through walls as he thought she could... Well, those were next to none.

[IncredibleBee]

Dante - Planet Nox: One Mile above Castle Tepes

The portal opened up many thousands of feet above the ground, visible against the moonlit skyline. The space-rip quivered, then spat out he trio before closing behind them.

"WOOOOOO HOO! WHOW!" Dante screeched, turning a corkscrew in the air. Using his arms to guide himself, he flew towards Donte, snagging the brown paper bag from him before giving a two fingered wave.
Forcing himself faster downwards by sheer force of will, the red-cloaked hunter rocketed towards his goal: a three foot by five foot window, illuminated from the inside. With one final somersault, Dante crashed inside the castle, sending shards of glass flying around as he slid on the smooth floor. Standing and dusting himself off, he looked around at the surroundings. A number of ovens, cupboards, counters and utensils all surrounded the Devil Hunter.

Putting the bag on a counter, Dante stuck his head back out the window, and waved for the still freefalling pair to follow inside.

[Zobozun]

Seiga - Abandoned Basement, Capital City, AgK

"Mm, so your route that went directly through several open rooms and up a set of stairs did not actually go through several open rooms and up a set of stairs? I'll keep that in mind. So, what you're actually expecting is for me to do absolutely everything for you, because you are incapable of doing this otherwise, yes? So, in essence...", Seiga cradled her face in one hand and smiled, "...You need me. Would you like to begin negotiations?"

[Flamelord]

Nono, Castle Tepes

Leaving aside any doubt that they were being tricked, Nono smiled as she followed Saber and the Queen further on into the castle, ready for the job that they had to do. They were going to have fun in the process, after all, so why shouldn't she enjoy herself? Certainly the Fraternity had taught her that she couldn't be serious all the time.

She was definitely impressed though with the castle, the old style mixed with the modern appliances doing relatively little for her, given where she had come from. It had to have been a pain to set up, but if someone could afford it then that was fine, and she certainly wasn't going to complain either way.

That wasn't even taking into account the various servants, whom earned a lot of curious gazes from Nono and others. Things besides base humans and space monsters were fairly strange, though less so than they had been before, and she made sure to smooth these sorts of things over with a smile and wave, accepting them for who they were. They were interesting as well, and she was appreciative of the job they did as well. It was a hard life for a maid.

But on she went, heading with them down a spiral staircase, and the skeletons catching her eye for a moment. Well then, that was...unexpected? And why were they keeping it there? "Oh, okay," she replied calmly, moving on past there with the reassurance.

At last they reached the gem and wide open room it was housed it. And Nono would admit that the picture did it no justice, both in the sheer size of the thing, as well as the color and make of it, beyond anything she had similarly seen. It wasn't hard to believe what the Queen said about it, though it left one to wonder how the Shadow Eternity planned to steal something so big. "Wow, it's amazing," she commented aloud, sincere in that appreciation.

It was at that point that Gintoki decided to leave, Non frowning as she shifted towards his departing form. "Hey, you can't just leave," she called after him. "We're on a mission!" She huffed then, not exactly amused by her companion. "Honestly...." At least she knew Onee-sama would never do something like that.

---

Misaka 10,032, Academy City

Somehow, Misaka wasn't surprised as Marisa took the first opportunity to run for it, pulling her broom out of her hat and zooming into the air. She responded quickly, all tings told, raising her gun and firing into the air after her, though she stopped once it became obvious that it was a mere waste of ammunition, and nothing more. She wouldn't waste her time on pointless efforts, though she did consider switching to her automatic anti-tank rifle. But that was rejected as well, leaving her with little choice.

"Understood," Misaka replied succinctly as she began to sprint after Marisa, gun held in a comfortable grip. Such runs were nothing new, and indeed she was not going to tire any time soon either. Catching up would be another matter entirely, but once they did the Witch would find out why running was a bad idea, at least while she remained in Academy City.

At the same time, she multitasked, drawing on the other assets of support available for the completion of this mission with a minimal of collateral damage. Ideally. "Sister Network has been contacted. Moving to intercept." That, of course, didn't rule out less savory elements of the cities organization, but hopefully they could get to her first. If only for Marisa's safety and not their own positions.

---

Ilyasviel von Einzbern, Shadow Eternity HQ

As if reading her, mind, shortly after saying that things were boring, the base intercom had gone off, informing them that it was time to get going for the mission at hand. That brought an anticipatory grin to Ilya's face as she rose from her seat on the couch, ready to get going and to have some fun.

Standing, wind billowed about as she shifted from normal garb to her combat clothes, tattered red cape fluttering as it appeared. That done, she headed for the hangar bay, taking it a bit easy rather than going all out. She'd get there soon enough, and once she arrived she'd only have to wait for everyone else to show up anyway. But at least she had something to look forward to now, and she would not be left behind.

[Raineh Daze]

Fujiwara no Mokou

Following the swordsman's pronouncement that they should head north, the far older girl offered what seemed to be the only sensible opinion on the subject: "What's the point of going north before we find out where we are?"

---

Kerri the Twice-Betrayer

As the final clasps on her armour were locked, a call came to assemble in the hangar--a call that, for an obvious reason, the fallen knight had no reason to actually head. With the grunts filing in and others--including that brutish green thing that claimed to be an orc despite being far more like a troll--and no huge resistance expected, Kerri dismissed her mount and squire. No sense risking her personal servants with so many troops around. One-of-Many, of course, was staying with her--she hardly trusted the thing to leave her sight for even a minute and it was quite capable of staying out of danger if things turned bad.

Ready for the mission, the blackguard's hands firmly grasped her blade's hilt.

[Trevor1001]

@Flamelord@Minder

Kanji, Museum World

After killing the wolf Take-Mikazuchi disappears.

Kanji took a few steps back before any of the ice could get on him or his clothes. As Cinder fell Kanji was about to attack but failed to react in time before she got up and sent out an attack of shards and arrows. Putting up the shield and crouching he was able to block her attack but not without visible marks left on the plate. "This should help us. Matarukaja!" A flash of light quickly surrounds Kanji and Blake before disappearing.

[VitaVitaAR]

Shirley - Castle Tepes

Shirley stared blankly for a few moments, slowly drifting back and away from the apparent... salespeople? She was confused, and her nerves were easily-frayed at the best of times. Looking nervously back over her shoulder, she swiftly found that there was no-one else present who could take over for her. No, she was left to try and handle this herself.

Growing ever so slightly more transparent, she took another reflexive breath.

"U-um... well... I... h-her Highness is busy, um..." she trailed off for a few moments before finding her words again, "U-um... are... you with the... um... you-em-em-ay? I-I think that was it..."

Kitchens - Castle Tepes

When some unknown man crashed through the ceiling, the maids were quick to act. Some, the more normal ones, ducked for cover. Others readied themselves for a potential fight. It wasn't their usual duty, but it was all they could do in service of her highness.

A seemingly-human maid calmly pulled two large handguns out from her skirt, as well.

At least they were prepared, but it would soon be proven that they were overreacting in spite of the property damage.

Kirisame Marisa - Academy City

Marisa was, certainly, unwilling to let go of anything she had stolen. So for now, at least, the beetles were a good idea.

Feeling the wing whip past her, Marisa cruised towards the buildings that made up Academy City. Excitedly, she cruised between them, lowering as she did to get a good look at anyone below her. She'd find some person who looked interesting and see what she could steal from them. After all, that made the most sense, didn't it? To try and find stuff to steal as quickly as possible? It wasn't like she wasn't planning on heading back, so she had to spend her time wisely. Her eyes scanned the surprised crowds as she zoomed low, doing her best to spot anything remotely exciting.

Black Rock Shooter - Client World 576143290-B

Immediately, all dialogue was replaced with familiar kanji. The screen dissolved to reveal a simple window with various options.

One was labeled "recent coordinates".

"[CLASSIFIED. Proper Clearance Required to Access these Coordinates]"
"120-332-456-780"
"249-000-715-999"
"343-214-898-100"

Below this list, there was a spot that allowed text to be entered, labeled simply "Please Enter Desired Coordinates".

Black Rock Shooter approached. Silently, she peered over Misaka's shoulder at the screen. Logically, this must have been the way the teleportation device was operated. Still the otherself made no comment. Why should she? It was likely that the other girl had guessed something similar. And so she simply silently regarded the number sequences. There was no real indication of where the coordinates lead to...

The blonde girl, meanwhile, was staring concertedly at Suwako's hat.

The School

"Wait a moment," the girl insisted. She flicked the blood from her katana and sheathed it, allowing her cape to drop and conceal her upper body once more. Now that they had cleared the area, it seemed like the perfect time to attempt to explain what was going on. Neither of them looked particularly versed in technology, though at least the girl seemed to have some supernatural abilities given how she ignited the building with no visible exterior methods.

"I have some things to explain," she began, "I'm not sure how much either of you have seen recently, but I'll begin by saying that this is not the world either of you originate from."

[IncredibleBee]

Dante - Castle Tepes Kitchens

Dante turned his head at the sound of a pair of slides being pulled back. Pointing a fingergun at the maid, he said "Bang" with a wink before turning to the side. With a singular wave of his hand, Dante was stripped of both his coat and shirt, his lithe, muscular body at the ready.The devil hunter bounced on the balls of his feet, warming up with some shadowboxing.


Next, Dante immediately walked away from the maid, and began pulling several sticks of pepperoni from the bag, tossing it the air before jumping up to meet it. Swinging the Rebellion back and forth, the meat stick soon fell back onto the counter, having been cut into perfect 0.333 centimeter thick slices.

[Boomrocker]

Raditz - Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria

With a gusto bordering on rudeness, Raditz SEIZED the pizza and began to snarf it down. Table manners were nonexistent for this elite Saiyan warrior! The pizza was devoured with the force of a black hole!

"Don't be ridiculous! I will hunt this giant monster that... EHHHEH?!?"

Pudding.

He'd heard of this dish.

They said, in the ancient legends, that the God of Destruction Beerus could be stymied by a well made pudding. For a food to stop a God so! It must truly be the greatest food imaginable!

"GYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Raditz laughed. "I will go to this castle and SLAY ALL MY FOES! Then, this pudding shall be MINE!"

[ToadRopes]

Dr. Facilier--Castle Tepes

"Well, my spectral friend," Facilier said with a grin, "we aren't exactly, though we are a concerned party, and quite frankly, we do need audience with your master to discuss some rather important matters regarding the safety of the Serpent's Eye."

Dr. Facilier, in the back of his mind, took note of the fact that Shivani had left. Blast that frisky feline, Facilier thought to himself. Now how am I supposed to pay off my debt?

Perhaps he could maybe ease a bit of it off at some point...

[FujiwaraPhoenix]

Gintoki

Stopping for nothing as he quickly made his way out of the mansion, Gintoki quickly made his way out of the mansion and down the gates, at which point he found the ghost girl. Making another 180, Gintoki promptly turned around and went back towards the mansion. Nope. No ghosts. Please no ghosts. Not today. Not ever.

Coming to a stop at the front door of the mansion, Gintoki took a deep breath and sat down, sweat dripping down his neck and forehead. Seriously, at the very least someone could've TOLD him there were ghosts here! No matter how much he didn't like to admit it, he did NOT. LIKE. GHOSTS. At ALL. Now he was stuck here with one... On something he legitimately could not escape from. Geez, this was just... Not his lucky day, now was it?

No, it was fine. IT WAS FINE. All he had to do was not think about it, right? As long as he didn't think about the ghost, everything would be fine and-

"GAH!" Gintoki shouted as he felt something brushing down his back. Immediately putting his back to the wall Gintoki found that it was nothing more than a falling tree leaf. Why couldn't he just leave now and save himself the anxiety?

Suwako

"Huh? Coordinates? What the heck would we put in there?" Suwako asked, glancing over Shooter's and Misaka's shoulders as she stared at the control panel. "I'm pretty sure we don't have a map or anything to use to figure out where to go from here, right?"

Casually leaping off of their back, Suwako turned to the little girl and smiled as she waved her right hand around, making a puppet out of sand that looked exactly like Suwako. She high-fived it, and it responded in turn.

For some reason, the eyes seemed to blink on the duplicate as well, but the real Suwako didn't notice it either. Both pairs of eyes seemed to be staring at the girl expectantly, as they had with everyone else who had decided to stare at them earlier.

Kakine

"So whatever Sisters other than you that are still in the city are on witch-capturing duty as well? That saves us a bit of trouble." Kakine half-joked as he continued running after the witch (who was now slowly fading out of sight). She seemed to be headed over towards the right of the Windowless Building (at least, relative to where the two of them were), which meant...

"Oh. Oh boy. She'll be passing over Tokiwadai soon." Kakine said, a hint of worry in his voice. That school, full of prim and proper, up and coming young mistresses who just so happened to be near the top in the city...
And letting that tomboyish witch arrive there? Oh boy.
"Someone needs to intercept her before news gets out and the city flips out like it did last time a magical intruder came in so blatantly."

Touma- Near the School Garden

Touma let out a deep sigh as he flopped down on a bench outside of that private girls-only sector of the city, a small blue-haired Sister in a white habit and a blonde-haired figure about 15 cm tall next to him. Ever since that crazy roommate of that Biribiri middle schooler- Kuroko or something?- came after him like a bat out of hell because the girl was missing, he had been forced on a wild goose trip up and down the District. The constant badgering by Index for food didn't help his situation much, either. Even now, she was asking for food... As she was licking an ice cream cone.

"What misfortune..." he lamented as the blonde girl next to him tugged at his sleeve.

"Huh? Is Sphinx trying to catch you again? I thought we left-"
"No, you idiot! Of course that isn't it! Up! Look up!"

Sighing, Touma heeded Othinus' words and glanced at the sky. Where he expected to see a blimp, though, he saw some sort of figure clad in black and white riding a broom.

"...What kind of magician barges into the science capital of the world in broad daylight...?" he asked out loud as Index began to chomp on the ice cream cone.

"Mmhph mh mph. Mmrph mrf mff mrphmph mf mrfmrrf mrmrfmrph." Index muffled as she continued chewing on her snack.
"Say again?" Touma asked in turn, after which Index swallowed whatever was left in her mouth and cleared he throat.
"As I was saying, Touma... That style of movement is really outdated. The Church has access to modes of transport that are a LOT faster than the old broomsticks that people use to stereotype witches. It's really strange to see someone using one...."
"Oh. So... Is something afoot?" Touma asked, scratching his head absentmindedly as he watched the broom glide through the sky.
"Probably." the two girls replied in unison, almost as if unable to comprehend how long it took Touma to figure that much out.

Hazama

Hook, line, and sinker.
"Well, if you put it that way... Yeah, more or less. Do need your help here, and given that you're asking for negotiations I'm glad to say that whatever it is you want and/or need is on the table. Except for me. Or anything on the scale of 'world domination'. You know, because clearly I'm not fit for trying to pull that off." he said, using his foot to flick the hologram's pedestal upwards and into his coat pocket, taking the model with it. "I've already listed a bunch of stuff out, but you haven't really... Answered me about it yet. What is it that you'd like as payment for the job?"

Well, obviously, the world domination part was as bullshit as it got, what with the simplicity of smelting a Black Beast and all that... But doing so would obviously alert someone (probably Hakumen or another asshat like that) to his continued existence. That'd ruin his job, and would force him on the defensive once again. Though... Maybe if he used a proxy...

Hazama glanced at Seiga as the thought flew into his head. Well, maybe he could use her like that. Wouldn't be too hard to teach the so-called 'hermit' how to build a cauldron and start gathering souls for the Beast...

[VitaVitaAR]

Kirisame Marisa

The air swirled around Marisa. There was... some black-haired guy, and a blue-haired nun, right below her! For some reason, the Nun's habit seemed kind of... unique somehow? Like it might have at some point been something more. The witch wasn't sure why, but she was usually pretty good at spotting magical artifacts, maybe it used to be one? Well, regardless, the blonde began to swiftly lower through the air excitedly, landing in front of them after a few moments and holding her broom to the side.

"Hey!" she declared cheerfully, "I'm Kirisame Marisa, incident resolver number two and all around awesome witch! And that habit looks kinda interesting..."

Marisa leaned forward, eyes on the white habit... to find it was fixed with safety pins? Well, whatever, she was going to grab it the second she got the chance! Even if it wasn't magical anymore, it still looked like it might... might...

... Was that...

"... Whoa, you're not a doll!" Marisa cried, pointing at the tiny blonde girl. Anyone she knew who was that small was either the tiny needle girl or a doll, and this girl was neither of those. And... rather conveniently, looked like she could easily fit inside of her hat...

[FujiwaraPhoenix]

Touma, Index, Othinus

"A witch? But... That's so vague! You can't just be 'a witch'! What church are you affiliated with? Magic name? Element? Sign?" Index immediately flared up, standing up in anger. "Touma here is an idiot that attracts girls left and right, so I can understand you coming here, but if you're going to introduce yourself as a magician at least do it right!"

"Seconded. This boy may as well be a block of lead, given the way he acts, so it's better to be thorough with him than not." Othinus followed, nodding her head as Touma sighed.

"...Seriously? You guys freeload at my house, empty my wallet, cause me more trouble than I've ever had in my unfortunate life... And that's what you have to say about me? That's nice." he said, shaking his head.

"Well, it can't be helped, Touma! It's the truth, isn't it?"
"It is."

As the two nodded in unison, Touma massaged his forehead with his left hand in exasperation. It was almost as if the two had rehearsed the act just to ridicule him. Was this what they did in their free time? Sighing, Touma shrugged and extended his right hand towards Marisa. Well, with the surname Kirisame and blonde hair the girl was... Probably a half...?

"Kamijou Touma. I'm... Technically the guardian of these two...?"

As he introduced himself, Othinus had (very slowly) climbed up onto his shoulder, only to slap him on the face.

"You didn't even notice that she JUST realized I wasn't a doll! Seriously, how dense are you?" she fumed as Touma turned towards her. "This is why you're so misfortunate- not because of Imagine Breaker, but because you're so... Illogical!"

[Belwicket]

Shivani - Nox

Seeing herself falling, she immediately shouted, "Durnehviir!" I large, purple portal opened, allowing a wyvern-like dragon to fly through and catch the falling Khajiit. "Thanks!" she called to him as the portal shut behind him. The dragon landed on the roof, allowing the Dovahkiin to climb off, before fading back into the ethereal plane. She slipped through a hole in the roof and made her way through the castle, only stopping to see Dante, now shirtless, chopping up some food. "You've got skill." she smirked. "Once we get to a safe place, how about we have a sparring match?"

[Zobozun]

Seiga - Abandoned Basement, Capital City, AgK

"Hm.", Seiga stood and put on an exaggerated thinking face, "Well, first thing's first. I'll have to perform a ritual on you, so that we can keep in touch, alright? To make sure you don't get lost, yes? Yoshika."
"What is it, Nyan Nyan?"
"Do you remember that knife we have?"
"Huh?"
"The black one, dear. On the counter."
"Oh!"
"Be a peach and bring it, would you?"
"Okay!"
Yoshika hopped over to a small table, taking a flint razor by the blade, edge pressing deep into her palm as she hopped back over to Seiga.
"Here you go, Nyan Nyan!"
"Oh, Yoshika, you've held it too hard again! I'll have to sew up that cut on your palm, later."
"Sorry, Nyan Nyan! I forgot again!"
"It's alright, dear. I'll get to it after we're done with this silly little man over here, okay?"
"Okay!"
"You're such a good girl. Now then-", she looked over to Hazama and held up the razor, "To start with, I'll need to make some cuts on your hands with this. Is that alright?"