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Merthus felt somebody slapping his face lightly. "-alright? I said, are you alright?!"

"Okay, stop, stop! I'm awake," Merthus groaned and sat up slowly. His head hurt like someone had taken a baseball bat and rammed it into his head full power. "Fuck, I'm gonna be feeling this for days." He looked around. People were visibly injured, some bleeding profusely and were being tended to by real medical staff. "What happened after I was out?"

"The bombs exploded, that's what happened. You should have seen it, it was like fireworks, but with flesh and blood," Libra said. Merthus gasped, "But I disabled the detonator, didn't I?" Libra replied, "There was a secondary detonator after all. You didn't cover all the bases. Perhaps you should have asked for the explosives to be disabled instead." Merthus scowled and said curtly, "That would have cost a ton more and you know it!" He got up. "Ah, whatever, it's been a long day. I should just go hom-"

Realization dawned on him. The explosives had went off. He had got into this mess to save his home. And now his home was...

"Hell, no. I think I just made the stupidest trade of my life," Merthus said dryly as he gaped at the smoking remains of his apartment. Half of the room had been blown off. On the bright side, he had the other half, which barely contained anything besides a table (which one of the legs had been blown off). Even his bathroom wasn't spared. Merthus asked after a few minutes of silence, "Say, Libra, I dread to ask this, but how much would it cost to fix this?" Libra replied, "About 20,000,000 lyra?" Merthus wanted to yell out in frustration, 'That's more than what that terrorist had demanded!' but he didn't even feel like it anymore. Having had enough, he climbed the stairs to his incomplete apartment and laid on the incomplete table, staring at the incomplete ceiling, wondering what in the world he should be doing tomorrow. Perhaps he would pay this Kaimei Gakuen a visit, after all.
FUKOU DA!

Grey's so evil :'(
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Well, there's your answer, Grey.
Oh my, so many people all of a sudden. It's gonna be hard to keep track of all of them.
Hitoshi doesn't hurt little girls, that lolicon.
Well yeah, now people are dying left and right, I don't suppose he could save everyone. Plus I think he learned not to make the mistake of trying to heal superpower-wielding people.
Think I'll wait for Aoi's post before deciding whether to get even ruder *evil grin*
Bam! everyone loves chest hair. :D

Masaki Haruna said
Yep she healed and thank you....Chest hair... KIMOCHI!Btw wassup? I got a question for ya.


Yeah, what's that?
Merthus looked as Libra's shine vanished and nothing happened. "What the-" he managed before the real Sayaka emerged from one of her mirrors and revealed that she was completely fine. The Sayaka that Merthus had been attempting to heal had vanished. Merthus hit himself on the head for his stupidity and rashness, "Oh, right. Connector country, superhuman powers. How could I forget?"

As Sayaka left, Merthus observed the carnage once again. He held himself behind a tree, away from the sniper's line of fire and looked around. That guy with the sword seems to be doing a good job, but what's with all the unnecessary killing?

A spear of light fell from the sky and fell near Merthus, He froze up in fear and his eyes became glassy. "I think... my life just flashed before my eyes," he told Libra. Looks like his streak of bad luck had begun. A girl stood up and began to speak. Time seemed to stop as the carnage paused in favor of the girl's angelic voice. The girl spoke of ideals, the equality of humanity, Connector and otherwise, and Merthus listened intently. His face became grim, however, at the end of it all. Girl, you've got courage. But that naivety... I'm sorry, but it's more difficult for Connectors and normal humans to coexist than you'd imagine. How could normal humans ever know how a Connector lives? Once a human becomes a Connector, they become something else. And to some Connectors, a human is too, something else.'

The ringleader seemed to feel the same way, as he grabbed the girl and threatened to fire a pistol into her temple. "But, y'know what, Libra? I reckon there was something right that the girl had said. Lives are lives, no matter human, Connector, animal or whatnot. I'm going to try and stop this peacefully... But whether this all works will depend on the rest of the Connectors here," Merthus monologued, having thought up a risky move.

"Why're you talking like that? It's creepy," Libra said.

Merthus groaned. "Way to ruin my cool moment, Libra. Anyway, here's what I need you to do. Make it such that the ringleader's brain hits the side of his skull with enough impact to knock him out. Hopefully with him down, the rest of the group would surrender. As payment..." Merthus gulped. "Do the same to me."

Libra warned, "That's fine. However, I'll only do that to him with as much force as you can take without killing you, so knocking him out isn't a 100% guarantee. Is that okay?"

Merthus nodded, and Libra shone golden once more.
What... in the deepest depths of Hell happened here. A few hours in and I turned into a... god knows what I am now. Oh and I healed Sayaka cos' he doesn't know she can regenerate. And wouldn't that be the manliest thing to do since chest hair?
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