BlazingBark
Snowdrops
BrokenPromise
rabidbacon
Tlaloc
Chronic
Lildear18
Lugubrious
Mae
Shin Ghost Note
Level: 4
Experience: 33/30 (Level Up!!)
Currently In: Twilight Town >> Nyakuza Metro
Word Count: Over 3,000 (+4 Exp)
Small-ish collab with Jesse in the second half @Zoey Boey
Once Omori was done with his turn; eloquently pulling his lower eyelid down and sticking his tongue out back at Junior in response, he quietly sat out the rest of the introductions. The skepticism and concerns (and ire, in the Bowsers' case) for someone so innocuous looking being involved in this fight aside, one of the last two to introduce themselves mentioned something interesting. The blonde in pink, Bede, called himself a pokemon trainer. One who specializes in "fairy" types, despite having "psychic" types at the moment. So those thing Junior had were called pokemon? It'd explain the quick fanboying Bede did once the little runt brought them out. Besides that, he was even more ordinary than the monochrome boy himself, if not as prideful as Karin flamboyant. Omori couldn't help feeling a bit of empathy for the trainer.
Then, it seemed one of Bede's pokemon finally found him. A baby unicorn, with a fluffy purple and blue mane and tail. It reminded Omori of cotton candy. Ponyta, huh? Looked like something out of Headspace. Curious, Omori walked over to carefully pet the pokemon. He didn't want to spook it after all. Now that introductions were settled, the next thing they had to do was set up a picnic for lunch.
Well that made Omori perk up a bit! Mari's picnics were always the best. Though, he was broke at the moment. So he had to ask Peach for some coins. Not only to help with the picnic, but to also get himself some long-overdue equipment for the road ahead. He already had more than enough weapons, and the tulip hairstick has done him well so far, so his main concern was set on health items. Whether that'd be snacks for later or health potions, Omori would run out of inventory space eventually. So he made another stop to buy himself a big enough pack to store the extra stuff in.
With whatever money he had left, he also made one last stop to get some extra layers to his outfit, a black raincoat with cat ears, and some matching rain boots. It might not have been much, but at least it was practical. Once everyone was all set, Omori quietly ate as he took in whatever info he could from the ongoing conversations. So they'll be splitting up again? All signs pointed to Dystopiascape as one of the next places to investigate.
But then they also agreed on going to the Under. Somewhere Omori was, to an extent, familiar with. Yet he had never went too far deep into the chasm. Now was his chance to see what hid in the depths! Though he had some reservations, he ultimately decided to stick with his choice. And admittedly? It sucked that he had to part ways with Pit for now. "Just be careful, okay?" Was what he said to the angel.
...Black Line, Purple Line. How ironic, though only to himself.
He was still curious about something. And it turns out, Roxas and Geralt were too! Omori looked over to Bede and his pokemon, speaking up with his own questions in between the other two's. More specifically, he wanted to know more about the type Bede specialized in, and anything about other types.
Maybe because he wanted to get one himself.
Their eventual conversation would be interrupted when Junior and Midna brought in a small arsenal of weapons and vehicles. Omori hadn't exactly learned how to drive yet, so he focused more on rummaging through the weapons. He eventually settled on a pair of knives and a spare pistol, along with whatever ammo for it he could get. He organized his inventory accordingly; his smaller weapons could stay in his pockets for now, while the larger ones were carefully stuffed into his pack, then nodded to the two in thanks.
And then, it was off to the Metro.
Perhaps it was fate that he bought a cat-eared coat. This place was nuts! Omori followed behind Nadia, head darting around with an excited gleam in his eye as the group made their way through the Nyakuza Metro. Everywhere he looked, cats, cats, CATS! He wished they had time to explore besides a passing glance, nearly bumping into the feral when she spotted a jewlery store. He was lagging behind a bit too, but soon, for another reason.
Omori had spotted a familiar blob of darkness, laying next to a red-striped kitten. His eyes widened slightly.
"Mewo?"
The former's ears perked up at her name being called. Mewo sat up and looked around, her eyes settling on the familiar face of a fellow Whitespace resident. "Meow?" The black cat stretched as she stood up, accidentally catching the attention of the Litten next to her, and walked over to Omori. The boy took a couple of steps to her and reached a hand out to pet Mewo. His mouth quirked up into a smile. "Sorry for the wait." He apologized, nodding to the other cat in thanks for looking after Mewo before picking her up and hurring back to the others.
The litten watched the two head off with half-lidded eyes. Curious. Maybe it could follow them?
...Nah.
Besides, it'd be best not to get involved in what was to come.
Apparently the teams had to get train passes first. And to do that, they had to collect small green capsules with gems in them called pons. Seems easy enough.
Aaand then someone ordered a hit on them. And the other one, looked eerily similar to Consul S...
As the ground shook, Omori slowly turned his head in dread to see a tide of black barreling down towards them. He didn't need to be told to run. Arms protectively wrapped around Mewo, he sprinted off to follow the rest of "Purple Team". The way the Metro Cats flooded the area was sort of like a game of The Floor is Lava, so that was what he'd treat it as, leaning more on the evasive as he prioritized escape over fighting.
The generic goons that broke off from the tide to try and attack him were easy to handle. For the ones Omori wasn't able to juke, the boy quickly drew out his combat knife to stab them in non-lethal areas, then kick them away from him and Mewo, forcing them back. Though, as the intervention of the Metro's elites slowly made itself known it was only a matter of time before Omori would be forced to fight for real.
If only he had a way to bypass all the cats blocking the gate, like Nadia. Welp, no beating around the bush now.
"Follow them. Head to the train, I'll meet you there!" Omori quickly told Mewo before setting her down, allowing her to sprint through to the entrance to the Purple Station. The black cat spared one more look at her owner before searching for another way in.
Omori eyed the two cat-eared guards and their large sum of Metro lackeys as he approached the entrance, keeping out of sight. He did suffer a few minor scraps so far, but if that combination of a drill and a saw the darker haired one was holding any indicator?
This was gonna suck.
Meanwhile...Jesse Faden had been pretty busy. When the cats came, she put things together pretty quick. Traversal was easy for her, and she was able to keep above the crowds and out of harms way. She Levitated through the air, using bursts of evasive speed to avoid getting predicted. A couple groups of bold metro cats attempted to descend on her from above. One almost landed on her but she dismissed it with a forceful shove of her mind, and the others she just moved out of the way of, leaving them to a hard impact.
As she got closer and closer to the Purple Line gate, hopping off high places and pushing herself through the air, she realised it still wasn't open. Not only that, it was being guarded. Two powerful looking feline foes. Broca and Haze guarded the way. Broca was a strong looking fellow equipped with a sword, while Haze seemed to be some kind of caster with a magic book. Unfortunately for everyone involved, Jesse needed that door open if the Seekers were to maxmize the chances of escape.
From Omori's right, Jesse descended from above. She didn't seem to notice him. Her pistol changed into the shape of a spinning barrel and she unloaded a fussilade of gun fire the chewed at the floor and sent the Metro Cats scrambling for cover. For the two cats that didn't retreat, she regarded them coolly.
"Get out of my way- I can't afford to hold back." Jesse said simply.
"Let's get this over with," Broca said, levelling his technologically advanced sword.
"You think you're all that, huh?" Haze rebuked, her book flying open by itself and magic lighting up her eyes.
Jesse frowned and prepared to fight, switching her gun back to its basic but versatile Grip mode. She fired upon Broca, but he proved tough, blocking her shots with his sword as he advanced. Meanwhile, bolts of red light flung Jesse's way at regular intervals, causing the Director to sprint to the side to avoid them. Broca would have closed the gap, but she turned her gun on Haze, and he was forced to interpose himself between Haze and Jesse lest he leave his caster unprotected.
"This won't hurt for long." He promised Jesse. Briefly raising her eyebrows, she ripped a heavy glowing light attached on a nearby wall and flung it at him. He blocked it but was knocked aside as a result. Before she could fire at him, Haze sent more bolts her way, causing Jesse to duck and move to the side. It seemed like the Director was leaning at impossibly steep angles as she strafed and changed her movement patterns, but she was just keeping herself up with Levitation.
Omori had taken a moment to observe the fight, swapping out his combat knife for his gunblade, Revolver. It was some luck Jesse cleared out the Metro cats, but like heck he was going to let her fight alone. Seeing Broca get knocked aside, the boy rushed out of his hiding spot to ambush him. Only for Haze to see him approaching.
"Broca, don't let your guard down!"
Hearing the witch's warning, Broca turn his head around to see the hooded boy. "Tch." Gritting his teeth, he swung his industrial weapon at Omori's direction, and the saw blade clashed against the other's in a burst of sparks. Looks like Haze was stuck dealing with the red-haired broad alone.
Jesse saw Omori's help out of the corner of her eye. Before she could help, a bolt struck her in the chest, knocking Jesse over. She floated back to her feet and returned fire. Haze was in a predicament. "Black Mist!" From her book there was an explosion of, aptly, black mist. Like a dark smoke grenade, Jesse lost visual on Haze as more bolts came out of the mist, faster and more powerful than before. Jesse took to the air and began evading, once again switching her Service Weapon to Spin. She coated the mist cloud with machine gun fire, and she heard a shot connect and the bolts stopped. Hard to place foot steps led Jesse to believe Haze was looking for cover.
The Metro Cats must have thought Omori looked vulnerable going up against Broca on the ground, and they gathered to jump him. Jesse fired overhead, blasting up the concrete infront of the cats to scare them off. "One more time and I'm aiming for you!" She threatened the cats as she Levitated towards Broca and Omori. She switched to Grip and started to line up a shot on Broca, as well.
At that point did the two truly start trading blows with each other. Deeper cuts than what the Metro cats could even try to do could be seen bleeding into Omori's hoodie, mainly cutting across his chest, arms, and Broca even managed to graze him in the face. Not like the buzzsaw wielding Feline was getting through unscathed either. With the boy quickly learning what the gun part of Revolver could do, Omori kept an eye on any openings to trigger a shockwave round through the blade. Though it was rather difficult with how bulky his opponent's weapon was.
"You aren't half bad."
"Wish I could say the same for you." The boy responded in a mocking tone, bounding back a small distance to send what looked like four red hands out to circle Broca, before striking into him, just as painful as knives. With a pained grunt, the two exchanged glares. "Drop dead already." Broca's weapon sparked to life with electricity, while in anticipation of his next move, Omori casted Sad Poem on himself to regain his defense, the silhouette of a blue book appearing closer in front of the monochrome youth.
Jesse dashed forward in the air and fired bullets into Broca's back before he could begin his offense. They sunk into him, dealing big damage, but he could still fight. He whirled and slashed his drill at Jesse, and even though she was well above the electric arc extended outward and caught her by surprise. Struck by lightning she dropped to the ground, but Evaded to the side, her Health protecting her from serious damage. Strafing, she fired more pistol shots in his direction to keep his attention. She noticed that she was slower for a second, the lightning constricting the muscles in her limbs.
She had to act fast to keep Haze off her. Diverting her fire from Broca, she used her off hand to fling a dumpster at Haze, causing her to retreat back into cover around a building. "Acid!" She called out, and Uncle Sven appeared to toss a vial of acid where Haze was hiding, forcing her back even further as her feet were burned and the pool of deadly liquid threatened her approach. Frustrated, took a flanking route and prepared her ultimate, though risky move, Crimson Eyes.
Looks like the heat was off Omori, but for how long?
As Jesse was flung down to the ground, the boy searched his pockets for his flintlock. From what he knew, it should still be loaded since they took down LeFwee. If he could just get close enough, he could hopefully deal enough damage to friend heart the Feline.
Though of course, he wouldn't have time to.
Omori narrowly dodged a couple of bolts Haze had begun firing at him instead. Right. He forgot she existed. With Broca having turned his sights on Jesse, Omori pulled out his other pistol and opened fire on the witch, running to find cover. The two were locked in a shootout.
As Omori and Haze engaged, Jesse felt confident enough to give Broca her undivided attention. No doubt he aimed to close the gap now that she was on the ground. He slashed more electricity at her, but she raised a Shield of concrete and force. There was a flash of sparks, and Jesse dashed forward, slamming into Broca with the Shield. The Shield released, and the concrete shards went flying outward with a burst of force, crushing through his defense. The Service Weapon shifted into Shatter, and she unleashed a point blank shotgun blast at his center of mass. In her minds eye she saw blue shards fly off him and into herself, restoring her protective shield.
As he slid backward, reeling and bleeding, Jesse realised the cat minions were upon her once more. "Little bastards!" Jesse swore as one of them went to stick a knife right into her kidney. She leapt above them all, though one clung panicking onto her leg and stabbed her thigh. With a swiping motion downward, she flattened all of them into the ground with enough force to knock the wind out of them, taking them out of the fight.
Still, she was fast, and she wasn't going to let them distract her for long. Before Broca could recover from her combo, she was already firing upon him again. Though at this range, Shatter was less effective. Instead, as he prepared to slash up at her, she ripped a bench from the floor and crushed it into him. His composure dropped as, his defences broken, he was crumpled and sent spinning across the floor. "Gotcha! I mean, sorry." Jesse said to his somewhat-moving body.
At this point, Haze had had enough. Flipping to the appropriate page in her book, she sacrificed her own vitality to even the firepower score. Her eyes glew crimson and the size of her bolts must have tripled. Now she was a one woman artillery squad. She fired at the ground below Jesse to make the explosion difficult to dodge, and Jesse was knocked from the air. Landing, she barely Evaded the next one that blew a chunk out of the wall of a far building. She alternated her line of sight to look back at Omori and launched bolts at him as well.
Omori quickly ducked behind cover and reloaded his gun. That lady was going to wreck the place before ANY of them went anywhere. He had to stop this soon, somehow! The boy calmed himself down, then fired again, aiming for a shot in the gut.
She turned to fire a bolt at him, but her aim went wide as the bullet struck true. Instead it crashed up into a distant bridge in the air. Having sacrificed her vitality, she doubled over from the shot, clutching her belly and wheezing. She wasn't going anywhere for a while, just like her partner. If the two of them didn't get medical treatment soon, they might not make it, but they had a chance, and as far as Jesse was concerned that was fair.
"Nice shot, kid!" Jesse called out, having been lining one up herself. Out of Energy, she just dead-sprinted over to the booth. Busting the lock on the door she went inside and used it to open the Purple Line gate.
"All right! It's open." Stepping out, she used Spin to surpress any more forward thinking Metro Cats with ideas above their station, as it were. Sectonia was among those who flew through the newly opened exit, and anyone else who wanted an easy opening through to the Purple Line would now have it. Jesse was planning on being the last one through. If everyone made it through Purple Line, Jesse would have Sven toss a Healing Waters potion Broca's way right before retreating and closing the gate behind her. Why not, right? Maybe that'd help our reputation around here.
The monochrome boy, decently wounded, stumbled back onto his feet and hurried towards the opened gate. Though he was hesitant in leaving Broca and Haze behind. Circumstances or not, could he help them? As he took a glance behind him, he saw the metro cats were already trying to reflood the street.
...
Hopefully some of them will help the two get healed back into shape.
Omori nodded to Jesse, then walked the rest of the way to the Purple Line. Hopefully Mewo made it through.
