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Maybe I will figure out something for Takara to do ^^'
Takeda Hojo

As Hojo walked he felt his phone buzzed, grumbling to himself he took it out and read, Be home in time for dinner, the words sat printed on the screen. He grimaced, she was nagging him again, with a sigh he jammed the phone back into his pocket and kept walking. The sound of the rain tapping away at the top of his umbrella made a hypnotic rhythm that he found himself walking to as he traveled down the wet sidewalk towards the nearest net cafe. He would wait out the storm there, and maybe he would go home afterward.

Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a girl kneeling under the awning of a nearby shop. She was soaked completely and it appeared as if her groceries had spilled all over the ground. "None of my business," Hojo muttered as he kept walking on the opposite side of the street. After a few seconds he grumbled to himself and turned back, crossing over to her position. Quickly, with a more intimidating face than he meant, he knelt down and helped to rearrange the groceries she was fumbling with. He took out his bag from the convenience store and pulled the items, out jamming them into his pockets and handed her the bag. "Use this..." He spoke as he handed her the bag, avoiding eye contact. The same thing appeared as if it would repeat itself if she continued on so he handed her his umbrella without another word. He swiveled on one foot, jammed his hands into his pockets, and walked away as his face turned red. "Fuck, now I'm cold", he muttered as he shuffled through the rain.
Jacky, Archon of Stone



Jacky took her hand, and as expected it was ice cold. It was not an unpleasant experience, more fascinating than anything else as if he held the hand of a corpse herself. She spoke with an accent unfamiliar to him, though it sounded as if it fit her unreadable personality. Her posture sat with refined grace like a noble lady of his home planet. He almost felt outclassed, perhaps he had lost his touch with how to communicate amongst higher class after his long gangster upbringing, years of hustling and intimidation tend to change a person.

"I want to hear you speak with that lovely set of manners .- gets me flustered."

The scent of her words carried the essence of peppermint, fitting for the Archon of Ice, Jacky mused. “I will try my best, Madam” Jacky responded. He detected a hint of playfulness in her voice, flirtatiousness even. Jacky cocked an eyebrow as he decided how to continue-

"I don't believe we've actually met yet. My name is Aella, and I'm the Archon of Air."

A voice from behind made him straighten like a cat, he still felt the anxiety of the chase that had preluded this whole endeavor. He turned to greet the voice, a girl with silver hair sat in the chair next to him. She gave a polite bow, and Jacky returned it, those he had personally communicated with seemed well-mannered and sensible so far. “It is nice to meet you Lady Aella, I am Jackson, the prospective Archon of Stone.” Jacky said as he took his seat in between Docia and Aella while the rest of the Archons began filing into the room. He heard a high pitched screeching noise as he sat up to look at where the noise had come from.

Ah! Sounds like my good friend Echo! Good times! Good times!

He pondered it for a second, and relaxed himself, it was a reassuring thing to have another’s thoughts among yours though also uncomfortable. For the most part he did not mind Draco’s contributions as long as they shied away from superfluous towards informative. Draco’s showmanship nature reminded him too much of the Boss and he didn't like it. Perhaps Draco had detected this.
Sorry for leaving you hanging @MissJudas, I'll have a post up in a bit.

EDIT: Forgot the introduction thing all our characters are doing. Shit.
Coolio I will post sometime today


tfw you just wanted to wake the guy up and he starts screaming
Jacky



Jacky wandered the hallways for sometime looking for an idea as to what he should do. His wandering hadn't really been as enlightening as he had initially expected. Perhaps reconvening with the others at some point would be more fruitful in providing him a concrete goal.

Ah yes! I almost forgot, you will need a room! Simply enter one and imagine anything and the room will morph to your whim. Amazing!

Jacky found a hallway of rooms that seemed to be a good place to select a room. At the end of the hall he watched as tufts of smoke trailed out of a darkly lit room. Jacky smelled the familiar odor, a substance his old friend Roy had been quite fond of. His fellow Archons seemed to be getting comfortable quickly.

Apprehensively his hand gripped the handle of a nearby door and turned. The door gave a soft creak as it opened and Jacky entered the room. The light change made him squint for a moment while his eyes adjusted to the room before him. The room he had entered was luxuriously decorated with marble walls and large dangling chandeliers. It was excessively lavish and it reminded him of a villa he had stayed at in a time gone by. The dark windows flickered on and played the image of a sunny beachfront, How nostalgic, Jacky mused as he paced the room. He set his violin down on the granite coffee table and changed into cleaner clothes. Satisfied, Jacky left his room and set off to find more things.

Eventually, Jacky found himself entering the meeting room. Upon entering he discovered he was not alone. A woman sat seated at the long table already, her hair was white and she wore a blue dress. He had seen her at the rift area where the Archons had gathered. It pained him but her name escaped him, perhaps she had introduced herself after he had left. She was a pretty woman but the air around her had a chilling property to it, and though she appeared younger than him there was a look in her eyes that told a different story.

Ah, I do believe this is the host of Tauros! An odd one for sure but truly one you can trust, my boy!

Initially taken off guard by her presence and chilling aura, Jacky had almost reflexively used his powers. He felt a soft rumble beneath his feet as the rock beneath the floor shifted and moved. Quickly, he regained his composure and gave a polite bow to the woman. "Good evening, I am Jackson," He held out his hand. "You must forgive me, I do not believe I have heard your name yet." He was not one for conversation but a lack of manners was simply disrespectful as the Boss would've said.
Bruh, who is Luke tho
Maxim stood below the Kazak and watched as the mechanics fumbled blindly with the unfamiliar machine and parts. "Sir?" One of the mechanics walked up to him, a young man around 20 years old, peachfuzz on his lip and a gap in his teeth. "Sir, we aren't completely sure whether your machine is compatible with any of the armaments we have developed, all we can give you is the weapons and additional arms you came aboard with."

It was understandable, one of the underlying weaknesses of the Kazak was how specific it had been built and how it had never been compatible with weapons developed outside of Wolf Labs. "It is fine, there are weapons I brought with me for this type of mission." He picked up a datapad and with a few swipes of his fingers had found his equipment and had rigged it on a 3D hologram of the Kazak. He handed the datapad to the young man, "There, just add these things located in this storehouse and that will suffice. What was your name?"
"Private Jay, sir" He gave a stiff salute. "Hmm good, get the equipment ready on the double"

The young man hurried off to begin assembling the loadout. Maxim stared at the Kazak in deep thought for a few moments before turning to watch the other mechs in the hangar receive their maintenance.
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